1st Orb, GHB 12

[steelhearted]

[There’s a cough, and green eyes glance up at the orb, then back down towards fidgeting hands. Calloused in a few places, picked at in others; these hands have seen a lot of action, are used to gripping a sword and digging into muck and grasping tree branches and chinks in stone.]

Uh. [The eyes turn back to the orb--the voice is somewhat rough from what sounds like overuse.] I hear the kingdom is having some difficulty with very large, moving thorns?

I have--experience. If someone could tell me a little more about the thorns, I’d be obliged.

Comments

[golden_moon]

I bet that made you real popular with the noblesse.

[steelhearted]

[He laughs a little too loudly, memories of women ruffling his hair and straightening his clothes and cooing at him crossing his mind.]

I spent more time around the maids before my wife. But--uh, yes. I never wanted for haircuts and never had any holes in my clothes.

[golden_moon]

I was thinking after, Sir Prince, but maids are a very good group to have on your side, I think.