-Laciel Lenssed : Mayors House-

The amount of people that were piling up around the general vicinity was making Laciel ever so anxious to speak at the moment to anyone at the moment. He felt the pressure weighing down on his chest, pondering on if he made the incorrect choice or not as it was difficult to procure an answer between both inconsistencies. The only problem was he hadn't opened his mouth yet to reveal the source of said plan.

Maybe it was a terrible idea coming here as the ranger turned a sharp eye to the young man as he ever so uncomfortably looked down. He really couldn't exactly socialize with him properly since he wasn't one of the few people he ever spoke to or made a lasing impression on. As he "studied" his feet, a sudden jolt of surprise filled him as the mayor spoke up, interrupting the ranger, giving more attention to Laciel.

Well sort of.

It was more or less addressing how he was rarely seen outside the forge which in most part people frequently traversed there, so it was a mere sight to see the boy at work from what he interpreted. Laciel became slightly confused over how he spoke for a moment, his eyebrow shooting up for a couple of seconds before resting it's laurels down upon his face. He also took notice of one bewildering event which shook to stun him momentarily. Guinevere caused detruction to a chicken coop the other day which took him back a bit as he didn't expect her to be a klutz. He stared at the ground, slightly confused to how the graceful Guinevere fell prey to a chicken coop.

It honestly should of hit him in a couple of milliseconds, but with all this talk was making him feel awkward in a sense to the point where he didn't speak up... and became a bit startled when a high pitched voice caused him to flinch. The voice of the mayors wife eminated from their household as she appeared just as curious as Laciel to what was transpiring with Guinevere... before the cobalt deer bolted out of the garden, almost taking off the rangers head if he didn't duck on time.

[color=0072bc][i]"Well crivens, all of us are rather on edge with one of natures beings in our town and then we decided to talk about... Varric must of had something to do with it as he is always pranking people... just like mom when she always 'loses' a hammer, seriously, those cost money too you know! Anyways, speaking of which he probably has magic from my concurrent knowledge that we could use in our endeavors to capture and release the beast into the wild... that or we could borrow some of the mayors sunflowers, hopefully he wouldn't be too displeased with that if it comes to this."[/i][/color]

With his thoughts, he was right on the money as he saw how they played coy, acting as if she was the cause of such trouble. It was blantly obvious to the eye that Varric was the reason for such fixation on Dunstans coop. Either way the duo finally decided to head out to the chicken coop, Laciel keeping his focus on the bunch until they were finally gone from his sight, removing some of the tension he was feeling inside of him.

It was made a tidbit worse as the rangers son decided to show up and return some of the tension he was feeling. There was no way he could be at all comfortable around these people despite knowing who they were. The boys gaze turned to the son of Aldric as he approached, taking the words out of his mouth to an extent about what type of creature that was. He felt mod like a burden since they could easily snag it with a couple of sunflowers since it was a rather bright yellow. The boy gulped in a breath of air as he spoke to the two.

[color=0072bc]"A-as y-you both already know, th-that is a C-cobalt d-deer, or d-doe  as F-Farrest says. W-we could u-use some n-nature magic from V-Varric to assist us, o-or we c-could ask the m-mayor 'bout u-using some of h-his sunflowers."[/color]

The timid boy could hardly speak up, let alone hold a properly conversation with a cunning but simple design which the creature couldn't resist. He wanted to continue releasing his practical idea into the realm, but the words fled from his mind. It was as if fate was taunting him for lack of such a thing as he frowned slightly, his eyes filled with a bit of distress. It wasn't long before a familiar voice called out to the ranger.

Alixanna appeared at a rather precarious moment which made him even more panicky. He turned his focus to the girl, showing his own weakness around to each of them with his nervous outlook as they began gathering about the mayors garden. Laciel was much more afraid of whatever concoctions she had plan to use on him this time, or why he kept exactly agreeing to be a human test subject. Either way, he feared what might be roaming through that head of hers with whatever items she had, losing sight of the main mission ahead of them.

And then he heard an ear piercing shriek.

The place where it came from was blantly obvious as he turned his head to the mayors house, his eyes widening in surprise as Alixianna questioned if that was Guinevere shrieking. To answer her question, he for once could at least speak normally around others for that brief period time, making the thieves daughter not an exception for the moment.

[color=0072bc]"... Yes, yes it was, no doubt about it."[/color]

As they all stared at the house, dumbfounded by what could be going on, Laciel could only ponder on the possibilities of what might be transpiring for the time being. Either way, a scream from a girl he admired in combat screaming gave leeway to the rise of trouble. In a moment he saw the mayor procure an heirloom and traversed into the house. Yeah, he could only wander whether it was hell splitting open for a moment or someone proclaimed their love for the lovely warrior which slightly made him jealous. Either way, Guinevere would still most likely be terrified at both prospects transpiring.

Laciel returned his eyes to the duo, still nervous as always be for hearing a shout come from the top floor which sounded masculine. Looks like the mayor wasn't calm and collected at the moment which would mos likely lead to a rash decision. He could only wonder how bad this day could get. First a deer dining on the flowers as if it was a buffet, a possible new concoction made by the daughter of the doctor, and now screaming from two parties. The boy could only wonder how much worse this day could get as he shook his head in sheer befuddlement as he ruffled his spiky hair.

[color=0072bc]"Erm, uhm, ah, a-anyways, th-the p-plan. W-we n-need a h-huge pile o-of y-yellow sunflowers. I-it s-snacks on the b-bait, we c-capture it, al-alright? D-does that s-sound l-like a good p-plan?"[/color]

And then another screech arose from the house as the clanging of metal could be heard. Either way, she was thoroughly distressed by something and most likely went with her best and most decent defense, which counted as well as an offense to those who attempted to penetrate her thoughts with ramblings of what she feared most. He couldn't help but wonder if this was the best time to try and have an actual conversation with her since he knew where her destination most likely was. Since someone must of touched a nerve, Varric most likely, he had to discern the best way to go about this all, before finally realising the best solution out of all these thoughts and reasons.

Now all he needed to do was to execute it.

[color=0072bc]"Erm, maybe i-it's best t-to take Va-Varric with y-you on th-this hunt a-as he could p-possibly b-build off m-my plan. W-we need flowers and tr-trickery, so wh-why not acquire h-his help f-for now as I'm ah, uhm, a l-little busy... A-anyways, I hope th-the hunt g-goes well, and a-apologies for n-not being a-able to a-assist in s-such an e-endeavor! S-see you g-guys a-around!"[/color]

Before any of them could protest, he flew fhe scene, a bit red and embarrassed from all that. By the gods was that excruciatingly terrifying for him. How was he ever going to spread and gathering knowledge if he couldn't even form a proper sentence with and stumbling through it or jumbling a word up. Laciel probably made himself look like an idiot as he wracked his head over this whole ordeal.

[color=0072bc]"Bah, damnit, just, ugh... Why can't I be normal around anyone except her?"[/color]

That question could be answered later as there were more pressing matters to attend to. He followed the sound of clanking the best he could but was sidetracked by myriads of thoughts that bombarded his head, such as the story about a boy who made a sword from a heavenly rock - a meteor sword or something? Either way, he continued the journey through the town be for finally finding a familiar figure hacking away at a target dummy.

Only he could hope that he didn't mess this up, or Varric suddenly popping up out of no where and causing an unpleasant surprise, followed by an intimidating conversation.

[color=0072bc]"... Uhm, h-hey, Guinevere, th-thought I m-might find -you here... wh-what m-might b-be troubling you th-this time?"[/color]

((Stealing peoples thunder, yeah :p))