Badon Shuffle (Edgewind/Open) Oct 31, 2018 14:42:10 GMT -6
Post by Carlisle "Hartmut" on Oct 31, 2018 14:42:10 GMT -6
Thump, thump, thump, Carlisle's footsteps down the plank and into the city were heavy and tired. Percival followed closely behind looking far more lively than the prince, and Layla was positively beaming and looking in awe at the city. "So this is what a real city looks like? Its... it's amazing!" The young healer twirled and nearly fell over the edge of the plank had Carlisle not hastily caught her.
"Enough, Layla, please behave yourself. We are only going to be here a short time and then we're off to Bern, understand?" Carlisle hated being angry with her but he was still sore over her decision to stow away of Cid's ship. As far as he was concerned she was lucky she didn't get tossed into the ocean, something that could very well have happened. Worse still was that he felt like he was betraying Khalid's trust by not having her go back now, and she still didn't grasp the gravity of his mission!
"Milord, I will secure our next vessel if you would like to find an inn and get some rest for the evening? You seem to be feeling the weight of fatigue most strongly." Percival waited for no answer before peeling away from the group and wandering the docks. Carlisle was too tired to get annoyed at his lack of opportunity to answer to the apparently rhetorical question.
"Right then, Layla..." Carlisle turned toward where he thought the girl was and saw no one. "Layla!?" A wave of fear overcame him as he began to frantically search. Through the crowd he found her peering into a fountain.
"Woah! Look, there are coins in there!"
"Those are not for the taking!" Carlisle put an arm around Layla's back and placed his hand on her shoulder in order to begin herding her to the inn. "You swore yourself into my service in order to stay with Percival and me. I did not mean to give you that opportunity as one you would take, but you did. So now I will expect you to respect me as your leader, and that means listening to orders."
"You were serious? I thought all of that was just a show for Cid and his crew."
"Just come on." letting go of Layla Carlisle led the her to the inn Percival had named for them to stay at. Stepping inside the two were bombarded by the smell of food and booze.
"It's a little early for drinking isn't it?"
"Not for a sailor."