Zelda
Princess of Hyrule
Silence is all Valencia expressed between the two who were obviously in the heat of an argument. When Rolard first appeared by their side, distress formed on the knight's face. He was still very ill, and seemed as if he could barely stand - which Ihylin did not hesitate to address. The white-haired yet youthful knight was willing to divide the two from each other, but she did not. She knew, from her time being with the woman, that it was best to let her rant. Besides: she did agree with her. His well being was at-stake, and it too made her upset.
Of course, she could only imagine the amount of anger that boiled and bubbled in the veins of Lady Sweetwater. By her shouts and accusations - enough to wake a sleeping mammoth - she was extremely frustrated with the man. Nonetheless, the entire time she told the man off, Valencia stayed silent, allowing her to vent. With the entire town involved now, the moment she slammed the inn-door closed, people went about their business.
Valencia knew she had to stay with the caravan - she was practically the only person viable to be on duty - so she couldn't go far. She did not plan to leave the front of it; however, she heard a voice speak to Lord Seton. "Feel free to smoke out here then, ay?" She could not see the man from her angle, but considering Lord Seton was not alarmed, it was a normal townsman.
The knight jumped down from the caravan, her armor clanging lightly, before she rose. She was alert to her surroundings, but felt at ease being in the town. She walked around to the see the man with a quite adorable companion by his side, while smoking a reed. She placed a hand behind Lord Seton on his back, placing another on his chest plate. "I do apologize, love, but this trouble maker will not be smoking any more under his condition. He never even thanked me for letting him sneak one earlier," she mused, giving a small smile while patting his back. "But yes, we have been on a long journey. Not too long, but... long enough." She responded, removing her hands from Rolard.
@Hart @Specter of Death @Keidivh
Of course, she could only imagine the amount of anger that boiled and bubbled in the veins of Lady Sweetwater. By her shouts and accusations - enough to wake a sleeping mammoth - she was extremely frustrated with the man. Nonetheless, the entire time she told the man off, Valencia stayed silent, allowing her to vent. With the entire town involved now, the moment she slammed the inn-door closed, people went about their business.
Valencia knew she had to stay with the caravan - she was practically the only person viable to be on duty - so she couldn't go far. She did not plan to leave the front of it; however, she heard a voice speak to Lord Seton. "Feel free to smoke out here then, ay?" She could not see the man from her angle, but considering Lord Seton was not alarmed, it was a normal townsman.
The knight jumped down from the caravan, her armor clanging lightly, before she rose. She was alert to her surroundings, but felt at ease being in the town. She walked around to the see the man with a quite adorable companion by his side, while smoking a reed. She placed a hand behind Lord Seton on his back, placing another on his chest plate. "I do apologize, love, but this trouble maker will not be smoking any more under his condition. He never even thanked me for letting him sneak one earlier," she mused, giving a small smile while patting his back. "But yes, we have been on a long journey. Not too long, but... long enough." She responded, removing her hands from Rolard.
@Hart @Specter of Death @Keidivh