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[heirring]

WHO: Wysteria, Cassius, Flint & Various
WHAT: Catch-all for fantasy August....which is just August
WHEN: August
WHERE: Kirkwall/The Surrounding Free Marches/misc
NOTES: Content warnings in subject lines; holler at me if you want a bespoke starter, otherwise feel free to drop me a start for whatever your heart desires.

Comments

[heirring]

"For real," she repeats back, her scoff equal parts delight and mortification. "You have already laid the man out once, Mister Stark; you can't seriously mean to do so a second time."

These protests would probably mean more if she weren't actively brushing the clinging grass and sod off Ellis' plate, and then checking the layering of the armor where he'd been struck to be certain that his arm will still be afforded its mobility. He'll need it in order to properly control both horse and lance for the second run.

[heorte]

For his part, Ellis has submitted to the inspection without complaint, lifts his arm and rotates it as prompted. All is as it should be. If there's bruising, it's not a pressing issue now.

"We'll see if his luck holds, ey?" Ellis tells her, before whistling after his horse. The mare had strayed towards the far end of the field to graze. After ignoring the first two whistles, she finally comes trotting towards them so Ellis can swing back into the saddle and reach down to Wysteria for the lance