[color=bc8dbf][b][h2][centre]Lord and Lady Coswain[/centre][/h2][/b][/color]
[color=bc8dbf][b][h3][centre]Gate House Life.[/centre][/h3][/b][/color]

[color=bc8dbf][b][centre]Door Dash lol[/centre][/b][/color]

“Who the fuck was that new guy?” One of the Lunarian guards wiped his sweat off, the older soldier had enough rank he waited for him to vanish into the armoury first, old but fast and their squad leader had gone all out against the newcomer. 

“Oh, wait. I reckon I saw him at the Palace when I had gate duty for a short time.” The other scratched his head and put helmet atop a barrel thinking and deciding he might need to tidy his beard up. “Yeah, Not many blades like that.” He said recalling the place they came from was lost to the blight. 

“Damn, makes sense… This place is getting busy, used to be…nobody, now we got Lords and more turning up” He said thinking back, the town was growing fast and their work was growing a lot busier It seemed as more arrivals made way to the gates in need of shelter, opportunity it just Blightborn with no place to go. He had seen multiple charters about, even as business owners and taking Leadership positions. 

“Least we not saps who got jail duty.” He laughed as they stood to stop by and get some rations. Stopping by the Eye was not possible today as they had been on duty later. 

“True, come on I'm hungry” One guard got up and headed with his comrade to get a meal, the rational stew was not Sya's but it was good enough. Hot, and had meat in it. 


…

“Good as we can do short notice my lord, we patched it up in the short term, long term I will rebuild part of it but will hold. The Armourer inspected the damaged breastplate with its repair, not his best and greatest work but it would suffice and protect a lot better than a hole. 

[color=6ecff6]“Thankyou, best I can ask for.”[/color] Lord Coswain knew he would have to make allowances and Hector might be able to improve it some more but at least it was repaired. [color=6ecff6]“For your troubles.”[/color] He gave the man a coin for his trouble, not needed but it never hurt to keep the armourer sweet.

“Il Try to get some stuff in, it's hard with supplies being snowed in.” He said, the weather hard turned lately and it would harder and slower to deliver goods. 

…

Heading out Coswain strapped his repaired breastplate in place, the visual mark of the battle with the blight beast clear. 

“Movement at the road” came a call from someone running a message and Coswain decided to head to the main gate, it was rather more alert and careful than before, people looking for a killer more than an inspection of goods and people. Things had gotten a lot more dangerous. Everyone had hoped they were safe, hoped they had some kind of safety and could live normally…sadly not.

He made his way to the main gates and the road, if no one else was going to he missed it fell to him regardless of his unsure status among the town's guard ranks… This place it seemed you just stepped up and did what you could. 

The gates tall and made of timber were solid, even a bit rough and ready due to the speed they were erected and people had not the time or inclination to further refine them with the little details yet. But solid would suffice for now. [color=6ecff6]“One of you, fetch someone, anyone who normally clears newcomers.”[/color] He ordered the guard, unsure of the procedure he ordered guard to get someone who did. 

[color=6ecff6]“Stranger, who goes there. You in the cloak. Give Thy name and approach the gate light.”[/color] Lord Coswain called out from the upper battlements, neither hostile or kind, just a demand to present oneself and to try and judge the newcomer. [color=6ecff6]“What Brings you to Dawn Haven? Need answers before we let you in.”[/color] He asked and kept able to duck behind the cover if someone made a move to throw weapons, send arrows or to charge their powers. 

You never could be too careful? 





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