[center][color=Maroon][h3]Talea Derlys[/h3][/color]
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Interacting with: William Lannister [@Lionheart]
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Talea didn't mind travelling really. Sure, riding on horses got tiring, and her legs always ached after the day (and not in a good way). But it wasn't too bad. As long as she had good company to talk to or fight with, she was happy. She was satisfied with the first, quite content to talk to William or chat with the guards. The latter? Well, William had improved. But he was still inexperienced. As for the guards, the less said the better. By now, she was itching for a good fight, one to get her heart racing and her ears ringing from the sound of steel on steel. And she had arrived in the best city to do so. She grinned a little as she remembered some of the fights she had on previous visits. She still remembered the time with the four city guards. Those were good times.

Talea let out a sigh as the herald went through his job of announcing William, wishing it could be over and done with. She didn't understand why these people had to take so long to introduce themselves. Why did they have to employ someone to do that job anyway? Could they not do it themselves? She gladly got down of her horse, straightening her trousers. She was the only member of the party not wearing a blood red cloak, settling for her armour and a pair of maroon trousers instead. Red  that bright just didn't suit her. River was by her side, one of her hands always grasping the hilt of the sword. Unlike William's sword, River did not have a full basket hilt, instead having an intricately designed guard, looking delicate yet surprisingly strong. She gave a quick nod to Tywin. She didn't know him that well, but he seemed nice, and William was good friends with them. She followed the servant inside, making sure to stand slightly back from William, ever vigilant.

She pulled her sword out as soon as she saw the bear, though relaxed quickly when she saw how docile it seemed. She let out a sigh as William stood behind her, stepping to the side and turning to him.
[color=maroon]"What use is that going to do? Do you really think standing behind me will stop a bear from killing you?"[/color] She said, not angry or annoyed, just slightly bemused by the boys actions.