[i]Jacob[/i]

Took a moment to register everything that had happened, first Niya had said she knew Jerod which through him off. Jerod was a drunk and brute, a decent guy but still a drunk and a brute. How could a respectable women of the cloth like Niya... Never mind he thought as his brain remembered went back to the joke of him being cute and the other him being short. She wasn't a proper cleric at all, then again none of them were what you expected soldiers to be like, he kind of liked that.

Next of course came the blur that went past him and wrapped it's arms around Solanne. He slowly got up and walked over towards the two. The break in the combat wouldn't last long. "Marius take the prisoner back to the wagons and have her hands and feet tied. As for the rest of you regroup and rest. Drink vulernaries if you have them and pass them to other if they need them, lets not waste staff's in a non combat situation." He spoke in relaxed way as he went around even taking a moment to have a drink himself.

He stopped standing over Solanne and Marianne sighing. "Marianne would you mind making the introductions?" He asked as he cleaned his sword picking his tome back up and placing it in his robes. He looked back towards the crazed and beaten warriors near the wall, many of them falling to arrows and javelins, the Feroxi somehow having repaired the gaping hole in the wall. He hoped it wasn't with dead bodies, he shuddered at the thought. Still he sheathed his sword and offered a hand to help Marianne up. "So Solanne your Marianne's sister?" Asked the curious young tactician.

[i]Caroline [/i]

Simply sighed, Marianne had a strange way of showing affection yet she was glad Jacob was going to marry a sweet girl like her. Wait, did mother know? She should right a letter and... Wait maybe she should first check with Jacob before letting Marianne get her hopes for a lovely wedding. Maybe she was just exaggerating the truth a little, still she would hang near her brother this time. Maybe she could a moment to talk to him before Marianne latched back on to his arm like a lost puppy. 

Shrugging she walked over and leaned again Jacob looking at Solanne and Marianne. If Marianne had a sister that would be nice they could all talk and maybe help her understand Marianne better, also her strange obsession with Jacob.