Elendor
Protective Brother
Vernon encounters Elaos and they discuss Cecilia and Mogel.
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Location: Beorning Village
Description: [Mobeorn(#22365)] The sun is going down on what was a clear mid-June day, and a tall, strapping blond-haired, blue eyed man is making his way back into the village, sword still strapped to his side. Vernon it is, the man well known as a High Pass Guide and older brother to Cecilia. He's whistling a local drinking tuen.
[Elaos(#30364)]
And coming from the town itself, the elder healer, Elaos carries the usual satchel at his side and walking stave in hand. There is a certain time to his step as he kicks a some rock before him in his idle thoughts. His braid sways down his back as he dododos, a moment, pauses and slips his foot behind him to reach to kick the stone with a skip.
[Mobeorn(#22365)] Oh. Vernon stops, frowns, eyeing the approaching healer and then walking straight for the man. "Elaos! A moment, please."
[Elaos(#30364)]
The rock is given another kick and the man pauses, looking up as he blinks and then nods. "Of course, Vernon. Please.." He smiles and moves towards the other slowly. "What can I do for you?" He asks pleasantly, shifting the satchel on his shoulder with a roll of it.
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "What are your intentions toward my sister?" Vernon growls, not wasting any time with pleasantries. "I've heard rumors. Nasty rumors that should not be said about you and her. By all rights, Mogel should be asking you this...."
[Elaos(#30364)]
"Then let him ask for it.." Elaos says calmly, his face becoming a mask of placidness. There is a tired expression to his gaze. "I have no intentions with your sister. She is a good woman and in no way would I wish to harm her honour or your family's. Vernon.." Elaos rubs at his face. "My wife died years ago with my child. That is all there ever will be."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] That seems to take some of the air out of Vernon's bluster--he stutters, looking down at his hands before his gaze returns to Elaos. "Yes...I should have remembered that. I'm sorry. Listen," he frowns. "This Mogel...he's young. He is...well...not a physically strong boy. Kind of has a runny nose all the time and a whiney voice and..to tell the truth, I don't much like him. At least not yet, but maybe we can makesomething of him. But I am afraid for my sister and what she will do. Our father has arranged this marriage for her, and while he'd never force her, honor also dictates that she marry Mogel now matter what she thinks of him. And I know...well, Cecilia is headstrong but has her head in the clouds too. She wants a hero, not a snot-nosed whiney boy."
[Elaos(#30364)]
There is an understanding waning smile that Elaos offers before his own gaze drops and he rubs the back his neck. "Your sister has her own fancies, there is nothing wrong with that. She is a good hardworking woman, a damn fine healer. As for Mogel..there is always a chance to make him a man." Green eyes look back up at Vernon. "Cecilia seems set on him, at least from her actions. Although shemay not wish for this arrangement, it looks as though you will have nothing to worry about. But Mogel.." He says now, with a bit of warning for the caring sibling, "He worries me. The way he treats her.." Elaos gives a shake of his head.
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "What?" Vernon's eyes instantly flare with anger. "What did he do to her? I -knew- he did something! She was crying in the longhouse this afternoon! I'll ...wring his neck. Bear Clan's son or not!"
[Elaos(#30364)]
"Vernon!" Elaos says suddenly and moves forward to place his hand upon the other man's shoulder. "Do not..still your thoughts of anger. I did not see anything damaging, not physically." The elder healer sighs and tilts his head. "Vernon....I do not think Mogel knows how to be a man, he will bully her because she is an easy target. Something was given to him, that was Cecilia. He has power over her and he uses it. I fear he will hit her or has..though I have not seen it. That...is probably the reason for whatever rumors you heard."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "The rumors that I heard, Elaos," Vernon says in an even voice, his eyes not leavign the healer's face, "were that you were uncomfortably and inappropriately close to my sister. Some were questioning that she was even a maiden still. _That_ is what I heard." He doesn't blink, just stares for a few more seconds. "As for Mogel, if he so much as lays a hand on my sister, he will live to regret it. I don't care what teh consequences are--noone hurts or hits my sister without having to deal with me."
[Elaos(#30364)]
"I see..." Elaos says quietly. "I speak to your sister and I find her company a pleasure. But it is nothing more than friendship and a sharing of similar likes, Vernon." Elaos removes his hand from the Tree Skald's son. "I just worry for her...she is a free spirit who is trying so very hard and Mogel will break her one day." There is something that passes over the elder healer's gaze before he shakes his head, "Forgive me, I shouldn't say such things."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] Vernon doesn't take his eyes off of Elaos's face as the healer speaks, and the anger grows there. "That is what I am afraid of, as well. He owns her. He isn't man enough to learn to fight the orcs, so instead he will bully my sister around. Try to make himself look big....and I...I will break his neck. Twist it in my own two hands." He shakes his head. "No. Such things -need- to be said while there is still time to do something about it. But what do we do?" He scratches his chin.
[Elaos(#30364)]
"We.." Elaos starts in emphasis, "Can do nothing." There is stern reality in that. "Is is the Skalds to speak on this, not us. If they do not change their minds, then this will happen." The healer watches Vernon in turn now, frowning some as his own fears crop up. "Cecilia will we, Mogel, Vernon." He says almost certain. "She will wed him...and -we- can do nothing. It is not our place to do anything."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] Vernon stares now again, his brows knitting together, forehead creased with deep anger. "Then....I will just have to -change- my father's mind." There is clearly unstated violent intent in that.
[Elaos(#30364)]
"No." Elaos again states this with as much strength as he can. "You can not go to him like this." The healer gives a shake of his head. "Men are stubborn, you know that and if you bring your concerns up like this he will meet you head on and not agree at all. I tell you, if you wish to prove this to your father if you honeslty believe Mogel is not right. Then you must show him. He must see for himself." He sighs and rubs at his head, "This is not my place to get involved either.."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "No. It is not your place. And it is not my place to oppose this marriage, either," Vernon then says, seeming to change his mind. " I won't let Mogel hit her or break her, but she must marry him, the more I think about it. This is not about her childhood dreams of wanting a hero. This is about her obligation and responsibility to the Clan and to our people. She's not some silly girl she is the daughter of the Tree Skald. That's all there is to it."
[Elaos(#30364)]
There is a faint not of agreement. "Yes..this is very true. But what if she was not a daughter of the Tree Skald? Would her dreams come true?" The elder healer lingers a moment longer before he sighs and gives a shake of his head. "With a title comes responsibility and so forth. Oh for a simple life of herbs and poultices." Something darkens within the healers gaze as he shifts his satchel. "Speak to you father if you think it prudent and you must not worry yourself over rumors."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "There are no 'what ifs'," Vernon scowls. "She is who she is, and she is bound to her familial duties, just as I am bound to serve the Bear. She needs to get over beign a silly girl and grow up."
[Elaos(#30364)]
"You are very right." Elaos finally says, meeting Vernon's gaze. "There are no 'what ifs'." The healer moves then, to walk past the other man. "I wish you and your family much honour and hope this wedding is very fruitful for you all." That usual genuine smile flashes to his teeth. "Till we speak again, Vernon."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "Well...." Vernon hesittaes a second, then nods. "THank you. And...if Cecilia tells you anything of Mogel that I ought to know, you will tell me, right?" Vernon seems to just assume that the healer will, for he begins to walk toward the village once more.
[Elaos(#30364)]
Elaos pauses and looks over his shoulder, "Of course, Vernon." He states before nodding to the disappearing back of the man and to himself, "Of course.." He mutters, something raining now on Elaos' parade. He moves for his longhouse that is occupied by Eydis and Geirviorr, the latter coming out to greet him, her joy soon turning to concern.
[Mobeorn(#22365)] One quick glance behind him--Vernon watching the healer for a moment longer--then he strides off toward the center of the village.
[Elaos(#30364)]
And coming from the town itself, the elder healer, Elaos carries the usual satchel at his side and walking stave in hand. There is a certain time to his step as he kicks a some rock before him in his idle thoughts. His braid sways down his back as he dododos, a moment, pauses and slips his foot behind him to reach to kick the stone with a skip.
[Mobeorn(#22365)] Oh. Vernon stops, frowns, eyeing the approaching healer and then walking straight for the man. "Elaos! A moment, please."
[Elaos(#30364)]
The rock is given another kick and the man pauses, looking up as he blinks and then nods. "Of course, Vernon. Please.." He smiles and moves towards the other slowly. "What can I do for you?" He asks pleasantly, shifting the satchel on his shoulder with a roll of it.
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "What are your intentions toward my sister?" Vernon growls, not wasting any time with pleasantries. "I've heard rumors. Nasty rumors that should not be said about you and her. By all rights, Mogel should be asking you this...."
[Elaos(#30364)]
"Then let him ask for it.." Elaos says calmly, his face becoming a mask of placidness. There is a tired expression to his gaze. "I have no intentions with your sister. She is a good woman and in no way would I wish to harm her honour or your family's. Vernon.." Elaos rubs at his face. "My wife died years ago with my child. That is all there ever will be."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] That seems to take some of the air out of Vernon's bluster--he stutters, looking down at his hands before his gaze returns to Elaos. "Yes...I should have remembered that. I'm sorry. Listen," he frowns. "This Mogel...he's young. He is...well...not a physically strong boy. Kind of has a runny nose all the time and a whiney voice and..to tell the truth, I don't much like him. At least not yet, but maybe we can makesomething of him. But I am afraid for my sister and what she will do. Our father has arranged this marriage for her, and while he'd never force her, honor also dictates that she marry Mogel now matter what she thinks of him. And I know...well, Cecilia is headstrong but has her head in the clouds too. She wants a hero, not a snot-nosed whiney boy."
[Elaos(#30364)]
There is an understanding waning smile that Elaos offers before his own gaze drops and he rubs the back his neck. "Your sister has her own fancies, there is nothing wrong with that. She is a good hardworking woman, a damn fine healer. As for Mogel..there is always a chance to make him a man." Green eyes look back up at Vernon. "Cecilia seems set on him, at least from her actions. Although shemay not wish for this arrangement, it looks as though you will have nothing to worry about. But Mogel.." He says now, with a bit of warning for the caring sibling, "He worries me. The way he treats her.." Elaos gives a shake of his head.
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "What?" Vernon's eyes instantly flare with anger. "What did he do to her? I -knew- he did something! She was crying in the longhouse this afternoon! I'll ...wring his neck. Bear Clan's son or not!"
[Elaos(#30364)]
"Vernon!" Elaos says suddenly and moves forward to place his hand upon the other man's shoulder. "Do not..still your thoughts of anger. I did not see anything damaging, not physically." The elder healer sighs and tilts his head. "Vernon....I do not think Mogel knows how to be a man, he will bully her because she is an easy target. Something was given to him, that was Cecilia. He has power over her and he uses it. I fear he will hit her or has..though I have not seen it. That...is probably the reason for whatever rumors you heard."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "The rumors that I heard, Elaos," Vernon says in an even voice, his eyes not leavign the healer's face, "were that you were uncomfortably and inappropriately close to my sister. Some were questioning that she was even a maiden still. _That_ is what I heard." He doesn't blink, just stares for a few more seconds. "As for Mogel, if he so much as lays a hand on my sister, he will live to regret it. I don't care what teh consequences are--noone hurts or hits my sister without having to deal with me."
[Elaos(#30364)]
"I see..." Elaos says quietly. "I speak to your sister and I find her company a pleasure. But it is nothing more than friendship and a sharing of similar likes, Vernon." Elaos removes his hand from the Tree Skald's son. "I just worry for her...she is a free spirit who is trying so very hard and Mogel will break her one day." There is something that passes over the elder healer's gaze before he shakes his head, "Forgive me, I shouldn't say such things."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] Vernon doesn't take his eyes off of Elaos's face as the healer speaks, and the anger grows there. "That is what I am afraid of, as well. He owns her. He isn't man enough to learn to fight the orcs, so instead he will bully my sister around. Try to make himself look big....and I...I will break his neck. Twist it in my own two hands." He shakes his head. "No. Such things -need- to be said while there is still time to do something about it. But what do we do?" He scratches his chin.
[Elaos(#30364)]
"We.." Elaos starts in emphasis, "Can do nothing." There is stern reality in that. "Is is the Skalds to speak on this, not us. If they do not change their minds, then this will happen." The healer watches Vernon in turn now, frowning some as his own fears crop up. "Cecilia will we, Mogel, Vernon." He says almost certain. "She will wed him...and -we- can do nothing. It is not our place to do anything."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] Vernon stares now again, his brows knitting together, forehead creased with deep anger. "Then....I will just have to -change- my father's mind." There is clearly unstated violent intent in that.
[Elaos(#30364)]
"No." Elaos again states this with as much strength as he can. "You can not go to him like this." The healer gives a shake of his head. "Men are stubborn, you know that and if you bring your concerns up like this he will meet you head on and not agree at all. I tell you, if you wish to prove this to your father if you honeslty believe Mogel is not right. Then you must show him. He must see for himself." He sighs and rubs at his head, "This is not my place to get involved either.."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "No. It is not your place. And it is not my place to oppose this marriage, either," Vernon then says, seeming to change his mind. " I won't let Mogel hit her or break her, but she must marry him, the more I think about it. This is not about her childhood dreams of wanting a hero. This is about her obligation and responsibility to the Clan and to our people. She's not some silly girl she is the daughter of the Tree Skald. That's all there is to it."
[Elaos(#30364)]
There is a faint not of agreement. "Yes..this is very true. But what if she was not a daughter of the Tree Skald? Would her dreams come true?" The elder healer lingers a moment longer before he sighs and gives a shake of his head. "With a title comes responsibility and so forth. Oh for a simple life of herbs and poultices." Something darkens within the healers gaze as he shifts his satchel. "Speak to you father if you think it prudent and you must not worry yourself over rumors."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "There are no 'what ifs'," Vernon scowls. "She is who she is, and she is bound to her familial duties, just as I am bound to serve the Bear. She needs to get over beign a silly girl and grow up."
[Elaos(#30364)]
"You are very right." Elaos finally says, meeting Vernon's gaze. "There are no 'what ifs'." The healer moves then, to walk past the other man. "I wish you and your family much honour and hope this wedding is very fruitful for you all." That usual genuine smile flashes to his teeth. "Till we speak again, Vernon."
[Mobeorn(#22365)] "Well...." Vernon hesittaes a second, then nods. "THank you. And...if Cecilia tells you anything of Mogel that I ought to know, you will tell me, right?" Vernon seems to just assume that the healer will, for he begins to walk toward the village once more.
[Elaos(#30364)]
Elaos pauses and looks over his shoulder, "Of course, Vernon." He states before nodding to the disappearing back of the man and to himself, "Of course.." He mutters, something raining now on Elaos' parade. He moves for his longhouse that is occupied by Eydis and Geirviorr, the latter coming out to greet him, her joy soon turning to concern.
[Mobeorn(#22365)] One quick glance behind him--Vernon watching the healer for a moment longer--then he strides off toward the center of the village.
Players: Vernon, Elaos
Located in: Beorning
