POOHEAD189

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>grouping the sidesword and backsword together

fucking normies

@Andreyich

Well the arming sword did branch off into both, like the coat of plates going into both the brigandine and the full plate.

The Deposed Dilemma

Berek let out a chuckle, thinking she was quite cute at her excitement. "Miss me?" He asked. "I got you a few things that I hope you'll like. But promise me you'll tell me how today went for you." He said to her, and plopped down on the cot as he fished into his bag. Humphrey approached, just as excited to see him as Ferona.

Soon he found a small wrapped up sack that he handed her, containing the dress. He then slipped out the scarf as well, placing it next to him. He had room for her to sit next to him. And as she looked at the items, he'd pick up the shirt and look at her handiwork, examining it. How did she know he enjoyed the axe? He guessed they'd been spending more time together than he had thought.

"Thank you..." he said to her, his caramel eyes warming, clearly enjoying the symbol she had made, and the work she had put into it.

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"So, 7 copper coins for these strips of leather eh?" The merchant said, mulling it over. Berek raised an eyebrow skeptically. Shouldn't have offered and just asked the going rate. "Come on Hocham. I've bought from you before, just take the money or I'll go elsehwere. Plenty of farms-"

"Alright, alright. But only because I like ye" The merchant replied, taking the copper and getting Berek what he needed. The smith had already obtained the materials for the hilts, and all he needed now was the leather to wrap them in. He wasn't usually this testy, but the dress he'd tried to find was hard on him. At the end, he got Ferona a maroon dress of satin, along with a plain scarf she'd probably call gaudy but it was the best he could find.

Once he got the materials, and another item, he packed his bags and headed on back home as the sunset. It was just dark when he walked back in, calling to Ferona and Humphrey he was home. Once he made it in, he hesitated at what he found. Ferona cross legged on a chair, embroidering his shirts with a very neat symbol on them. The ore had been moved...somewhat. But still, he didn't know how to feel.

"Hey..." he said to her, knocking on the doorframe.

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Two days passed much like the first. Berek and Humprey, as well as the Donkey named Jeffrey did their best to keep Ferona company. However they all had their own things to do, and it was the curse of the comfortable get bored just as Ferona was fearing. It turned out Berek did have two books. Though one was a cook book and the other was a fictional story of a Knight who saved a princess from a Dragon. Nothing informative, though entertaining.

It was the morning of the 4th day they had been living together that Berek stood just outside of his front door, slipping on his pack and holding a walking staff. "I'll be back by nightfall." He told her. "If you're up to it, see if you could move some of the unsmelted ore I have in the barn to the workshop. Might help your boredom a bit."

He gave her a wave, and headed off into town and down the road, the powerful young man now a dot in the distance. Humphrey sat beside Ferona panting, and she heard the neighing of Jeffrey near the barn.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

Can't we discuss something important? Like the difference between the Sarissa and the 16th century pike? Or the evolution of the arming sword to the sidesword/backsword?

The Deposed Dilemma

"Ok," he said, giving her a nod in agreement. "I'll get you a dress and a scarf within a few days time." Berek heard the words coming out of his mouth, and realized he never expected the weak vagabond he saved on the road to be demanding this and that on the second day. He supposed this was how a lot of men became miserable in marriage. They try to help or get roped in by green eyes, and then the next thing they knew they were told to do this and that.

He dismissed the thought. She was a Queen after all. This wasn't normal, and he shouldn't blame her for not being used to... Well, she should have gotten used to it by now. She must have some confidence to still retain her haughty air. It was almost impressive. "Well, I do sometimes act like a dog." He joked. "But it looks like you're stuck with me."

He finished his meal, and chugged the remainder of his water before he stood up. "Now, I'm going to finish another contract. This breastplate will take me all afternoon. Let me know if you need anything, ok?"

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He was chewing his food as she spoke, and swallowed once she was done. He let out a breath through his nose, and placed his trencher down. "This really is important to you, isn't it?" He asked her, caramel eyes meeting hers for a moment before he wiped his mouth. "If you have the money to pay for it, I can get it for you next I go to town. I'll be going tomorrow or the next day. But you'd need to let me know what kind of dress. I have never shopped for a woman before, much less a Queen."

He began to take another bite, but after he chewed it for a bit and brought it down his throat, he didn't get to his water in time. The blacksmith gave a burp, and he patted his chest. "Sorry," he laughed, somewhat embarrassed but smiling brightly. "I guess I'm not used to entertaining royalty either."

The Deposed Dilemma

Berek tilted his head and raised his brows, and knew this new closeness probably wouldn't last a long time. He couldn't please her 24/7 because that wasn't his responsibility, but mostly because he had more work to do to keep his wages. Still, while he was here, she somehow made him feel like a Ser Knight or a brave warrior. Something about her manner brought that to the forefront of his mind, and while he knew that wasn't him, he enjoyed it for the moment.

"I appreciate that." He said, feeling relieved she wasn't going to start an argument on the get go. He bit into his sandwich as well, savoring it. The two of them enjoyed the good food in silence for a short while, clearly happy to just get their bellies filled Berek thought. That was one reason why he felt the life he had was a good one. The simple pleasures.

"I didn't think I was that good of a cook. But then again I haven't had a guest eat my food in quite awhile. It's nice to have someone to gauge how well I do."

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Santa wears red, and he's in China because he's actually a communist hoping to spread the world revolution!

@Andreyich

Follow the ideology and free toys for all?

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