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Sir Shane's Story (Legend in the Mist)

Sir Shane had been silently praying that the woman wasn't going to make such a request. His mind ran through every excuse he could think of, trying to find one that might convince Elaine to let the helmet stay on. But ultimately, he could tell from the look on her face that he'd have as much success convincing her as he would have convincing any noble back in Stormhelm that wanted to see his face when he spoke to them. "D-Don't worry about moving." Sir Shane said, slumping slightly in resignation as his hands moved up to grasp his helmet. "It... wouldn't make much difference to me either way." He lifted his helmet off his head then, revealing the face of the nervous looking young man that lay beneath.

Sir Shane's Story (Legend in the Mist)

The visor is down. Sorry for the confusion

Sir Shane's Story (Legend in the Mist)

"Many thanks." Sir Shane said as the server departed. The knight then closed his coin purse, stowed it back in his backpack, lifted the visor on his helmet just enough that it wouldn't get in the way of his mouth, and tucked into the stew and beer that had been brought before him. The stew was a fine fare by the standards of inn food. But the beer? The beer was a wonder on the tongue. Not that such a thing came as a surprise to Sir Shane. The fame of Barleytown beer did not reach as far as Stormhelm and then further still without good reason, after all.

In summary, the meal was a good one. One that left Sir Shane satisfied indeed by the end of it. But when he saw the server emerge with jug in hand, Sir Shane lowered his visor back into place as he felt his satisfaction quickly give way to a feeling of uneasy anticipation. Once the drink had arrived at Elaine's table and the huntress had acknowledged the knight, Sir Shane took a breath to prepare himself for what must come next. Once he had steadied himself as best he could, Sir Shane rose from his seat and made his way over to Elaine's table. "G-Greetings." Sir Shane spoke when he reached the edge of the table across from where Elaine was sitting at it. "The uh... The server told me your name is Elaine? I... I am Sir Shane. Sir Shane the Shy. Th-The server also told me that you might know something about the rumors of strange things awakening in the Dales."

Sir Shane's Story (Legend in the Mist)

Sir Shane glanced over at Elaine. His gaze didn't linger long. Partly because he didn't want to offend the server anymore than he already had by seeming to be ignoring him, but mainly because he feared the hunter would notice if he observed for too long and would turn her piercing stare on him. Sir Shane was tempted to just stay for one day, then head off in any of the directions the server had suggested. But the knight knew he couldn't just ignore a potential lead.

"Tha-Thank you for the suggestions." Sir Shane said to the server, before fishing another thirty pence out of his coin purse and placing it on the table. "For your assistance." The knight's hand then moved back to the coin purse and hovered over the lip once more. "A-Also, could you please inform Elaine that I have paid for her next drink?"

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Sir Shane's Story (Legend in the Mist)

Sir Shane tensed up again when he finally noticed that the server had dropped his initial politeness. While it might have been obvious to others that the server dropped the demeanor simply because he wasn't at home with it, the socially awkward knight wasn't so quick on the uptake. Sir Shane began to wonder if he had offended the server. Perhaps the man had misinterpreted Sir Shane's laconic replies as a sort of arrogant disregard for the common folk that a fair few nobles possessed. Be it that, or something else, the thought of having possibly offended the server was enough to unsettle Sir Shane out of the relative calm he had started the conversation with.

"I uh... I'm n-not... entirely sure how long I'll... be here. Umm..." Sir Shane said unsteadily. "I... I came here to investigate those rumors. Th-The ones about strange things awakening in the Dales...? If Barleytown is the source of the rumors, I'll uh... I'd probably be here for some time. If not... I'll depart from here the day after I find my next lead." As he spoke, Sir Shane began slowly but surely shrinking into his chair as the shyness for which he had earned his moniker made its presence known.

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