KieranSoares
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Dismounting from his sturdy warhorse, Ciaran's green eyes surveyed around them briefly before he gave a nod to his aunt. Even out of his signature Ranger uniform- once of Inverness, then Norway- he had a military officer's bearing. They had all dressed more simply to avoid notice, but like Selena, Ciaran also wore a cloak pin that honored his clan. It was a bear's paw embossed by hand on a steel shield boss-like face, one that Sam had made specifically for his siblings some years ago. Each wore theirs with pride when representing or taking on tasks in the name of their brother, whom they still considered their rightful king. As such, Ciaran was deeply serious about the task before him.
"I think I already see them," Ciaran murmured so only Selena would hear. "It looks like they have guards. As expected." With that, Ciaran began a measured, unthreatening approach. Not wanting to alert civilians or the Ferngill soldiers, he slowly walked by a few vendor stalls until he caught the gaze of who he assumed was Artair's queen. He surveyed her for a moment, glanced at Dunn beside her, and slowly approached with his hands visible at his sides. The sun was halfway below the horizon as he came to a halt a respectful distance from Inga.
"Good evening, ma'am. Sir." Ciaran greeted with a brief dip of his head. Dunn's eyes narrowed at him, but thanks to Ciaran's similarities to his mother, it wasn't immediately obvious that Ciaran was a Ghis, rather than just a simple Northern soldier.
"Evening," Dunn half-growled in return. He rested his hand lightly on the hilt of his shortsword, but Ciaran didn't flinch. Instead, he addressed Inga directly, taking a slow step forward and giving her a more respectful bow.
"I believe you're the Lady I'm looking for," Ciaran said quietly now that he was closer. "My sister-in-law sends her regards." He didn't speak any names aloud, just in case someone was listening in.
Dunn pushed in front of Inga protectively, half-whispering and half-snarling, "And who exactly is that? Who sent you?"
Ciaran fixed him with a calm, icy stare, straightening up fully. He towered over the average man, and despite his slimmer frame, he was visibly lean and strong and in his prime. "With all due respect, sir... If you have not been told, you don't need to know. I'm here to see the Lady and her children to safety beyond the battle lines, and that's all you need to know."
Dunn looked back at Inga, silently demanding answers, but also on guard. "I thought you and the eldest were staying."
"I think I already see them," Ciaran murmured so only Selena would hear. "It looks like they have guards. As expected." With that, Ciaran began a measured, unthreatening approach. Not wanting to alert civilians or the Ferngill soldiers, he slowly walked by a few vendor stalls until he caught the gaze of who he assumed was Artair's queen. He surveyed her for a moment, glanced at Dunn beside her, and slowly approached with his hands visible at his sides. The sun was halfway below the horizon as he came to a halt a respectful distance from Inga.
"Good evening, ma'am. Sir." Ciaran greeted with a brief dip of his head. Dunn's eyes narrowed at him, but thanks to Ciaran's similarities to his mother, it wasn't immediately obvious that Ciaran was a Ghis, rather than just a simple Northern soldier.
"Evening," Dunn half-growled in return. He rested his hand lightly on the hilt of his shortsword, but Ciaran didn't flinch. Instead, he addressed Inga directly, taking a slow step forward and giving her a more respectful bow.
"I believe you're the Lady I'm looking for," Ciaran said quietly now that he was closer. "My sister-in-law sends her regards." He didn't speak any names aloud, just in case someone was listening in.
Dunn pushed in front of Inga protectively, half-whispering and half-snarling, "And who exactly is that? Who sent you?"
Ciaran fixed him with a calm, icy stare, straightening up fully. He towered over the average man, and despite his slimmer frame, he was visibly lean and strong and in his prime. "With all due respect, sir... If you have not been told, you don't need to know. I'm here to see the Lady and her children to safety beyond the battle lines, and that's all you need to know."
Dunn looked back at Inga, silently demanding answers, but also on guard. "I thought you and the eldest were staying."
