[indent][indent][indent] [table] [row] [sup][h3][b][color=2e2c2c] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/color] [/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row] [cell][color=2e2c2c]______________________________________[/color] [right] [img]https://i.imgur.com/KC23pQL.png[/img] [/right] [/cell][cell] [color=2e2c2c]__________________________________________________[/color] [color=2e2c2c]__________________________________________________[/color] [sup][h2][center] [color=BLACK][sub]S I R M A T H I A S L A R S E N[/sub][/color] [color=5B89A6][sub]S I R M A T H I A S L A R S E N[/sub][/color][center][sub][sub][url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d8/2a/ffd82ab740e7017d32f52a89d77f567e.jpg][i][sub]♖ o u t f i t ♖[/sub][/i][/url][color=gray](#1)[/color] [/sub][/sub] [/center] [/center] [/h2][/sup] [center][color=silver][sub]S H O O T I N G R A N G E , 1 1 : 0 0 A M[/sub][/color][/center] [center][color=gray][sub][sub]I N T E R A C T I O N S : [@Heartfillia] , [@PapaOso][/sub][/sub][/color][/center] [center][color=gray][sub][sub]M E N T I O N S :[/sub][/sub][/color][/center] [/cell] [/row] [/table] [/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][indent][indent][indent] [img]https://i.imgur.com/5hvxqqK.png[/img] [/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=gray] The hug was unexpected but he returned the hug. Mathias took Lukas from the shoulders of Roman into his own. [color=5B89A6]"Thank you for inviting my son and Mary over during the competition; I appreciate it, Lord Ravenwood."[/color] He smiled at the tease from the lord, [color=5B89A6]"Of course, wouldn't want to hurt some egos during my stay here. Had to give Verrick a chance too, didn't want to steal his thunder."[/color] Mathias had not been able to win a single archery competition in years now. [color=f26522]"If you ever need a break I would be happy to take Lucas off your hands for a while. The ever so beautiful Mary can join me at any time as well"[/color] [color=a65b63]"I'd be happy to keep your lordship company, and I am sure this little one would too."[/color] Mary reached up to hand over the toy bow to Lukas, batting her lashes at Roman. [color=f26522]"... I’ll make a craftsman out of him yet.”[/color] [color=5B89A6]"You may have to compete with Verrick; he has been training Lukas here since the boy learned to hold a bow. Although, I do think it would do him some good and learn to craft things with his own hands."[/color] He was about to say something more but was quickly cut off when Lukas spotted Varrick and began to call him over. Mathias watched the victor of the tourney, clapping as he finally greeted them. [color=5B89A6]"Good shots there,"[/color] He couldn't get another sentence in before the bow was shoved into his hands. Lukas squealed happily, reaching down and taking the bow with his free hand. He held it up for Lukas but didn't let go of it knowing the boy would not be able to hold it. [color=5B89A6]"Always the hard worker,"[/color] he half-heartedly rolled his eyes and nodded once. He was planning on saying hello to Lady Damien, of course, and apologize for losing the competition so soon. At least Varrick had given her an exciting show to watch. [color=a65b63]"Indeed, [I]Sir[/i] Mathias, you must go and greet that beautiful lady."[/color] Mary wiggled her brows, taking the bow from him and motioning the absolute tower that was the knight to lean down for her to take Lukas in her arms. [color=a65b63]"Go on. We'll be here."[/color] She leaned in to whisper, [color=a65b63]"Also, do try to find out about the new Damien guy; she looked shocked. I want the details!"[/color] [color=5B89A6]"Why? Are you going to start your own gossip paper now?"[/color] [color=a65b63]"Perhaps, I could start my own and add a small section for single young knights and lords. You can be on the front page! Then maybe you'll finally be able to find a wife, or you can stop stalling and talk to Lady Damien."[/color] [color=5B89A6]"I am not stalling, Mary."[/color] Mathias smoothed out his shirt and vest, glancing briefly at the stands. [color=5B89A6]"I won't be long,"[/color] He turned to look at the remaining party of Lord Ravenwood's and gave them a bow before he left and headed to the tree where Lady Crystal stood. Not too far from him, he heard a commotion coming from the runner-up and a large man who did not seem to have the friendliest of faces. He thought about interjecting but did not wish to see the Lady leave without him saying hello first but soon realized that the two of them were headed to the tree. Mathias blinked and almost considered walking back to the group, but a glance back and Mary's pointed look made him continue. He could see Lady Damien upset, and rightfully so. A stranger appearing from seemingly nowhere and claiming to be part of your house would upset anyone. [indent][indent][indent][I]Fingertips red, lips cracked from the freezing winds. A boy stands in front of the gate, demanding to see the lord of the house. Looks of confusion and disgust thrown his way as the boy in rags enters the estate.[/i][/indent][/indent][/indent] As Mathias was approaching closer, he realized that perhaps this would not be the most opportune time. He could deal with Mary's glare for a few hours until she got distracted by some handsome nobleman or just deal with it altogether. Lady Damien looked proper cross with the man; he felt his presence would only cause her trouble. Unfortunately for him, his feet had already carried him over to the tree. Mathias stood there, awkwardly looking between Lady Damien and maybe-to-be Lord Damien, until he quickly bowed to Crystal. [color=5B89A6]"I-"[/color] He cleared his throat, [color=5B89A6]"I apologize; I can see this is not the best of times."[/color] He briefly glanced at Cassius, nodding his head slightly in greeting. [color=5B89A6][I]If the ground could swallow me right now, I would greatly appreciate it.[/i][/color] He folded his hands behind him, opening his mouth and closing it again when he didn't know what to say. He should have turned around when he had the chance. [color=5B89A6]"It was lovely to see you. I will be by the stands if you need me, Lady Damien. And if you need any help, do not hesitate to call for me."[/color] He bowed again, giving her a small smile before turning to take his leave and escape this awkward situation of his own doing. [/color][/indent][/indent]