[h2][color=lightblue]Rolan[/color][/h2]

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[color=lightblue]"It would be quite difficult to miss your performance, even if I wasn't graced with the up close display. I am sure things would have been far more pitched without someone in the sky."[/color]

Rolan continued to humor Gertrude's fishing for compliments, even as they finally touched down and he hopped off the broom and, fortunately, back on solid ground. While the advantages were undeniable, he doubted he would ever be completely comfortable sailing around the skies like they were just as readily accessible as anything else. He was already about to take off at a brisk jog when Gertrude brought attention to the fact that Dame Tyaethe would likely want to tell him off for interfering, and that this was an attempt to keep her from telling him off. No, that had nothing to do with it, and he could weather any lecture she deemed fit to give him. His entire purpose was to interfere in fights and tip the scale in the knight's favor, and she was one of the knights, which meant he was going to interfere. [i]Especially[/i] with the stakes that had been at play.

[color=lightblue]"I'm not going to hide from her displeasure, should she care to pursue it. Interfering is my entire skillset, and if anyone should bear the brunt of her irritation it should be me. You just flew, and I was already planning to metaphorically the moment we knew our target. By all means, direct her to me if she approaches you to scold you first."[/color]

With a nod farewell, for the moment, Rolan turned his attention to the rest of the Knights present. Nothing too dire, fortune favored them in that regard, but there was a few things to look into. Ser Urgoven had a nasty arrow to the shield arm that had forced him to discard defense, in favor of offense that clearly had worked out for the better. Still, he had a poultice that would reduce the pain and promote healing, plus help keep the arrow from wriggling around with each movement until a proper healer could look into it. He knew all too well how much damage an arrow, or in his case a bolt, could case if not treated properly. He'd been clipped by enough bandit arrows and bolts to know that, so making sure the arrow didn't move too much would help make healing go smoothly. He would move to anyone else needing patched up, noting that Dame Alisaie and Lord Arken were both unharmed but had collected a bloody toll, literally in one case, from the routed Midnight Hunt. Until they were called to return to the court of the Moonlit Queen to collect their reward, which would be promptly surrendered to her sister. Such was the cost of aid, but better than a lost wager and still owing the sister for her aid.

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Rolan was quiet initially as the Captain reported their success, the Moonlit Queen practically giddy in her celebrations. Were she not capable of cursing them all to lifetimes of madness, at the least dangerous, some of their number might find it almost endearing to see. He would rather be gone before a mercurial nature shifted against them, though Dame Tyaethe elaborated on the fate of the Bloody Lord. Good riddance, and he did make a remark reinforcing her statement of fact.

[color=lightblue]"It was certainly a drawn out spectacle, neither a quick nor easy way to go. It was, however, quite excruciating for every moment it did last for the deposed Bloody Lord."[/color]

The agreement to keep her end of the deal was a silent relief as far as Rolan was concerned, he was quite spent on resources on hand and he would rather not entertain what would transpire if she tried to renegade against the agreement. She would apparently pick from one of three of her treasures to give them, likely an effort to flaunt what they could have before giving over the least valuable, to her at least, of the three. Not that it mattered, it would not be in their ownership for particularly long so he would not want to give it much thought beyond that as repayment owed to the sister of the Moonlit Queen. For now he said nothing else, keeping to his place in the group and waiting for things to play out.