The Leviathan Arrives (Two Blades..cont)

[Envin]

Thorongil chuckled heartily. "Perhaps Saemon is jealous of how easily that knife is able to do its job. It, at least, is long enough." He laughed, then stood up, wiping milk from his lips with his sleeve. "If we are prepared, then we may go. Saemon, not just afore Alagos, but as our guide thou shalt go afront. And no tricks, my sword is more than long enough."

[Saemon Havarian]

"Need to compensate something," Saemon mumbled.

[Idrial]

Idrial gave a sarcastic laugh at the 'gentlemen's' comments and strode forward on her own. "Help me." She mumbled under her breath to no one in particular. "I am traveling with a group of people nigh on insane." The maiden glanced toward Saemon with another disgusted expression and moved a short distance away from the group. Irritation welled up with in her, as did a bit of moisture in her eyes, but she hastily brushed away a falling tear with the back of her hand before it could be noticed by the rest of the group.

[Envin]

"Not as though you mind it behind you," Thorongil muttered back.

[Vilik]

Vilik gave Sameon a slap on the back that was a bit more forceful than a freindly pat, "You heard him, lets get going." He caught the bit from Idrial about traveling with the 'insane' and quickly retorted with the old addage, "Who is more foolish, the fool, or the fool that follows...." His smile faded though as he finished the sentence realizing he could just have well said it to himself.

(lol, obi wan'd)

[Idrial]

Idrial turned about to face Vilik as he spoke. "Did I say that anyone was foolish? In fact, have I done anything at all to deserve such treatment as you all give me?" Her eyes watched him intensely for a moment before glancing to each of the members of the group.

[Saemon Havarian]

Saemon laughed and trotted before him, leading the group over stuffy pathes with naked, dry bushes and finally they could see, in the distance the back of the fortress. Saemon stopped suddenly and turned to Thorongil. "The entrance is close, but the sun is wrong. The guard will see us. If we wait an hour, she is standing behind us and the guards have to look into it. They wount notice our aproach."

[Vilik]

Vilik frowned as Idrail gave him the eye and knew she had taken quite an offense. "Perhaps we have been less than cordial, ma'am. I'll try and remember my manners." He said it honestly, figuring if she stabbed him once when she nary knew him, there was no telling what she may do if scorned. Hearing Saemon's words he mumbled, "So more waiting is it," as he took a seat on a nearby rock.

[Saemon Havarian]

"Unless you want to go right through the main gate and say hello to the Lordship," Saemon responded to Vilik. He looked at the woman and shoke his head. He hated whining girlies, they made him simply sick.

[Idrial]

Idrial folded her arms and gave a slight nod, but not before she caught his ever so slight glance toward the wound on his side. She nearly cringed. "I apologized for that...did I not?" Her words were no longer harsh...though they held a bit of hurt and defeat. She was tired of fighting with these men. How she wished that she could leave them and go to her family. To her mother and father...her brother. But that was no longer possible. The maiden glanced toward Saemon, wondering why Thorongil had so easily trusted him. For all they knew, he was leading them straight to Gurherdir.

[Vilik]

Vilik glanced back at the wound acting as if he'd forgotten about it. "Aye, you did, and appology accepted. I had nearly forgotten the nick untill you mentioned it." He smiled, "Now, no need to be upset, I'm sure Thorongil and ..." He was about to mention the Elf's name but paused, "..I'm sure Thorongil is as sorry as I am to have offended a lady. Now, lets put that all behind us." He gave a weak smile, hoping to have quelled her anger towards him. He glance around and then back to Seamon, "Why don't you trot right up there and have your lady friend sneak us in? Or perhaps that was just a fantasy of yours."

[Envin]

"Then a wait it is," casually said Thorongil. He sat down on the rock next to Vilik, procured a pipe and weed out of nowhere, and smoked contentedly, giving Saemon and Idrial both an eye. He offered his pipe to Vilik. "Listen to Saemon we should, often has he been here. And for the barbarous treatment of ye, I apologize, Idrial, though the day we met less that cordial were ye as well. Saemon, it seems experience in sneaking up on guards ye have, I'd hate to think why." He grinned and muttered something about guards and inability to sit down for days.

{yoda, backatcha}

[Saemon Havarian]

"You should hate it. I saw once what happens to guys, who sneaked in for the kitchen staff. You wouldn't like how they looked afterwards they got caught. The lordship doesn't like sneaking in at all."

[Idrial]

Idrial inhaled deeply and nodded, realizing she'd just made a bigger fool of herself than the incident was worth. She turned from the group and steeled herself away to a boulder that was a fair enough distance from the others. It was obvious that her nerves had been on edge lately. Though she supposed that was the result of being in such close proximity to one she blamed so much on. One she cursed. The maiden rested her chin upon her fists after climbing up onto the large rock, staring off into nothingness.

[Saemon Havarian]

The sun turned slowly into their back and Saemon saw a blinking in one of the fortress windows. He chuckled. "Thats the sign, comon, don't dilly dally." He ducked and hasted swift foreward to the foundations of the fortress and lead the group to something which looked merely like a crack in the stone. A wooden hatch closed it and a harsh smelling came from the ground of rotten kitchen waste. "Here is the entry," Saemon whispered and opened carefully and silent the hatch. It was dark inside and smelled even wors.