Bryghtwood {Medieval Fantasy} OPEN!!!!!

Roman was enticed, but then he shook his head, "wait no. Youre trying to make me want you to win." He snapped jokingly.


Krisharya bid them farewell by saying goodbye in english as well as putting her right fist to her heart, bowing her head slightly while saying something in her native language. It wasnt long though until Hakan came trotting up to where the others were set up on Loran, his mount.

Roman scoffed, “are you kidding...hell yes.” He said with a laugh, “I mean who do you take me for?”

Hakan allowed Loran to greet the two. “Mother said you were making progress on the soils.” He said as he got off his mount.

Roman smiled and nodded. It was then that two women with medical attire on came by with a badly wounded soldier on a stretcher. Roman watched the pass before sighing softly. “We should hurry and see the damages..” it was only a border attack but it still left some people killed or injured.

“Good.” Hakan said, “now, I was told I was to bring you to the grounds keeper, yes?”

Roman moved quicker as he weaved around a few clueless maids. They gasped and quickly moved once they noticed him. Roman shot them a slug warning look as he continued on. They were joined by a small group as always as the two made their way out to the stables.

Hakan nodded, “I’d love to hear if you’d give me the information as well.” He said. “Come, have you brought mounts? We can either walk or ride since the owner isn’t far.”

Roman sighed and shook his head, “I’ve seen worse.” He said simply, “there’s a lot you don’t know about me huh?” The words were cold, but they reflected hurt. He then sighed after they got on their mounts, “I was only sixteen.. I had a girlfriend at the time. Parents choice not mine. I’ve told you about her. Anyways. There was that argument that lead to fight with another kingdom from the north. Remember that?” He asked thoughtfully. “You’re right it wasn’t a full on war. I messed up so horribly we didn’t get the chance to make it one. My father thought it was a good idea to give me my first command. He assumed I was to be wed soon and thought I was a good exercise to give me my first command. I led my men straight in to a massacre... those memories still haunt me today. Being out on the battle field with them and seeing everything fall apart around me. Your father or mother probably remembers it.”

”Lets go for a walk then huh?” Hakan offered. He decided to lead Loran next to him. 

Roman nodded, “I experienced brutal deaths that day. And I learned how to fight through the loss of a friend. I also learned that you have no control over what happens during the actual battle part no matter how much you’ve planned or trained.” He then paused to think for a moment before saying, “but most importantly that was the moment I realized that my people were looking up to me to help and protect them. So I had to hold my head high and deal with the shame of the loss.” Roman said simply, “I had to fix my image... when I actually courted you it was a major boost on my good image. A lot of people liked our chances of ruling successfully together. Did you know that?”

Hakan smiled softly while Loran grunted softly, trying to track where the pup went. It wasn’t long until they were at the house of the groundskeeper. The man was a cervitaur, which basically means he was a mix between a deer and a human. He was the product of another mutant situation in the mixing of this kingdom. He smiled, and bowed respectfully upon seeing them. “I’ve been expecting you.” He said calmly, “come in. I’m ready to be scolded.” He said in a light hearted tone.

Roman cleated his throat, straightening up as he let out a breath. “She was one of those who died.” He said simply before trotting ahead a little faster, blinking a few times to hold emotions back. “That’s why we aren’t on good terms with her kingdom. Not because I dumped her. Because I allowed their only child to die.”

Hakan laughed however so things weren’t awkward. He then tied up his mouth securely before joining them inside. The man offered them a place to sit before taking his own seat.

“Maybe..” Roman said, “I doubt it. I’ve tried to get their forgiveness. But it hasn’t worked so far..” he said softly. “Just remember though during this battle that is to come. Everyone is watching and depending on you as a royal. We have to make the right decisions. Even more so than usual. And that starts with not holding grudges against possible allies.” Yes, he was going to be petty and bring that up again. By then they had reached the sight and Roman got off of his horse to see the damages.

Hakan made sure everyone was seated nicely before sitting in his own chair, his posture almost perfect. “So?” The man asked, flicking his ears towards the two outsiders.

Roman sighed softly. Women. Was all he thought. He was beginning to think he should just give in and let her have her glory. Roman walked forward, Alma at his side and the guards behind them.

The cervitaur nodded slowly, “I see..” he said as he took down the last of the notes. He had come into their meeting prepared. “Well I’ll try my best to make those changes. I’ll report back after the first plants grow past seedlings.” He told them, “does that sound alright?”

Roman looked ahead, address the other in change there, telling him to tell him exactly what happened. The man bowed a little before explaining there was a surprise attack during the night on one of the border patrols. It happened really fast and left one dead and the rest injured.

“That would be greatly appreciated.” The man said with a nod, “thank you.” He then thought of something, “while you’re here would you like me to grab you anything to eat or drink? I’m sorry I forgot to ask before.”

Roman was quiet before saying, “Alright... From now on no border patrols past the gates, but out string protection around the border if the kingdom behind our protective walls and such. We can basically give them a free entry.” He stated, “and you get any reports of seeing those animals you come straight to one of us.” He said in a stern voice.

“We can leave the room if you both would like.” Hakan offered. “Or I can wrap it up for you guys are in private. You must have some of this pie my wife made earlier though.”

Roman nodded in agreement, “I think that’s the most logical idea.” He said, “we’ll have to rework the whole schedule then though. Or at least the night one.” Different posts meant different times that the area would be darkest.

The man shrugged, “I wouldn’t mind.” He went about wrapping up three pieces though. Hakan smiled and thanked him. He looked to the other two, “as thanks here we do a similar thing to our bow.” He explained. “Take your right hand and make a fist. Then tap the palm of your hand against the center of your chest. After you may accept the food. You may also say thank you with it. If you do it with your left hand it means no thank you.” After he explained he demonstrated and took his price of pie. The cervitaur responded with a respectful bow for his prince, his right hand in a fist to his heart as he went down on a knee. He then went to the other two.

“We should warn the other kingdoms. I’m sure they’ve been under attack too. And if not we should prepare them for future attacks.” Roman said, “I have a messenger bring word of this to the nearest kingdoms that we are in alliance with.”

Hakan soon stood, telling them they should meet with Makya sooner rather than later. The cervitaur bowed once more to his guests saying they were welcome any time.

Roman nodded. He then sighed, “and of course we will have to hold a knight’s burial for those we have lost.” He said.

The cervitaur bowed his head as they left, smiling softly. Once outside, Hakan happily greater Loran, the Tihona also moving to nuzzle Tse-Tse and Llum on their way over. Her tail flicked as Hakan unhooked her from a post and began to lead them to a large barn like facility. Once they reached the place, Makya was waiting with open arm and a large smile. “Hello friends.” He looked to the pup, taking out the same herb as before, crouching down and holding it out to him, “hello little one.”