Poster: Liam Quinn
Post # 46
Small Fish Feast
It was the perfect day to go fishing and that is exactly what found Liam
here in a canoe out on the lake. He had made a pit of rocks and filled
it with logs to burn down, making the perfect fire for when he was done.
He had quite a few already and with the sun lowering, it was time to
paddle himself back to shore.
Ciaran knew his brother on out on the lake though Liam hadn't really
told anyone. It just so happened, Ciar found him accidentally. He
climbed up on one of the larger rocks there and just laid back, ignoring
the roughness as he enjoyed the feel of the sun against his skin. Even
dozed a little though he sat back up when the sun began to go down and
the peepers began to 'sing'. Just in time to see Liam coming in.
"How was the fishing?!"
Myrina was so happy to be able to take a break from the work at home.
Deliriously happy to be able to leave the manor and not have family
angry or questioning her motives. This eve, Myrina was able to enjoy a
walk toward the lake with Hermes prancing near her side. Prancing? The
Irish wolfhound pup was almost falling over his big paws. Blonde hair
fell loose down past her back, with kid boots to run along side the pup
as she moved further toward the lake. She didn't care that bits of bark
and leaves still stuck to her woolen gown and hair. Didn't care due to
her enjoyment when climbing trees. She was like a wood nymph, or so she
had been told.
He was shirtless leaving the sun to bronze his skin. Well proportioned
and muscular. Clad in cut-off pants he jumped out into the shallow
water, keeping hold on the canoe as he guided it up and over the sand.
Bare foot presently for he'd been swimming earlier too. Hair was a
curling mass still slicked against his skin. "Fishing was great, I
hope you brought your appetite." Flash of a smile was white against
tan that turned over his shoulder to his brother then back. He was quick
about taking the large bucket of water loaded with fish out and over to
the pit he had made. Water sloshed but it was warm. "Water is
perfect if you want a swim." More a statement for it was certainly
up to his brother. He was setting up and soon gutting, deboneing and
skinning the fish into filets to cook in the iron pan that was heated
there on the coals. A slab of butter and some lemon juice handy along
with a few spices and herbs.
He climbed down from the rocks, grabbing his shirt as he did and
chuckled. "I'd have to swim naked and I'm not likely to do that
when it's possible someone will wander along." He settled on a log
near his brother, watching as Liam worked. "What? You didn't bring
any taters along?" Teasing as there was plenty of fish there.
Myrina's strides brought her to small limbs, those perfect for fetch,
and Hermes knew which brought him to prance about her as he was yipping.
"This one?" With a smile she picked up the limb and reared
back to toss it far into the lake knowing the pup would splash his way
inside, and the blonde as well. Quickly she dropped to her bum, pulled
off the muddy boots. With both to sit at the shore, she jumped up and
reached down to pull the hem of the woolen gown up past her knees.
"I'm coming.." she called out to the pup as the dress was tied
between her legs and she was soon jumping like a fish out of water
toward the pup not knowing anyone else was here. But it wouldn't matter.
She was dressed, and having fun.
"Swim naked, I wont tell anyone on what Nature forgot to
endow." Teasing his brother as he pointed with the knife to where a
sack of potatoes leaned against a rock. "If you want to do some
peeling and slicing," they would cook as tender as the filets. The
scent already filling the air and filtering off with the breeze wherever
it took it. Except he paused hearing a voice only a short distance away.
"On second thought, please do and scare them away so we don't have
to share our fish." He couldn't help teasing him more as he was
sure there would be a retaliation later. Perhaps a good rolling ruckus
between the two brothers. He took up the jug of rum and added some of
that to the pan too. Sizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzle...
"Bah, you always were jealous." He laughed then glanced toward
the lake, chuckling. "Only a wee lass but that wolf hound with her
looks like he'd down the entire pan in no time at all." He grabbed
the bag, pulled out his knife and set to work, whistling as he peeled
Myrina smelled the food cooking, but wasn't a cook so the scent she
could not recall. But, her nose would not argue that what ever it was
smelled good. And so did Hermes. Myrina did not notice as the pup
paddled his way to the scent, leaving the blonde to cut through the
waves as if she was one with the water, but she wasn't. Fresh water the
girl enjoyed, ocean water, too many scary creatures.
Ole One Eye that swam in the lake, large mouth bass, was said to be as
big as a rowboat.
Oh Great! Glad she don't know about that one!
"Don't have me comparing swords again," keeping the teasing
banter going in a low tone before he was assaulted by the wolf hound.
Soaking wet and shaking a spray which had him laugh. He set the pan
aside to pet the pup up. If he was a pup still. Not that it mattered for
he acted like one. Liam had a natural way with most animals too. Tame
ones. Beasts he had to kill. Those went swift and sure with a hunter's
knife in hand. "Well now, who are you that have invited himself to
this fish feast?" There were filets cooling and the put would get
Diving under the water, the blonde spun around to burst from the waves
in search of the pup. "Hermes?" Treading water she gazed
slowly to the right, to the left, even behind her. Judas! If she lost
this pup Anthea would never forgive her.. "Hermes!" She did
what anyone might do, she panicked. "Hermes!" And that dang
pup was panting with his tongue almost hanging down to his paws! He
wanted fish! The blonde kept spinning around until she swam in the
direction of the food. "So help me God, you lousy pup.." She
muttered as she cut thru the waves in her haste to find the dog, or have
him leave peaceful people alone!
"Well now, we've company." He laughed as he watched the pup
and Liam, and when Liam was finished, called him over. "You're a
fine lad, if a wee bit wet." The potatoes had been sliced and set
aside, then he took up another skillet to fry them. Wouldn't take long
since he had them sliced nice and thin. "Over here, lass." He
yelled out so the girl could hear.
Liam threw in a slab of butter along with some of the spices and herbs
to the sizzling slices of potatoes. They would soak it all up and fry
better. "He's over here," called out to the obvious young girl
in the lake now frantic feeling she had lost her pup.
Approaching the shore she could
hear the stranger's words, feeling her body relax with the knowledge
that mongrel was alive. "Gah.." She eased from the water,
moving barefooted to where the sound came from and there was the
culprit. Looking innocent! The pup was not innocent! "I am so
sorry.. please forgive anything he has done." Smile to both men,
and then pointed stare to the panting pup.
"He's behaving. Just came to visit and maybe mooch." He
laughed as he stood and headed for the lake. Yes, he was going to wash
his hands. "I'm Ciaran Quinn and that's m'brother, Liam."
"Nice to meet you Ciaran and Liam.." She crouched down
clicking her tongue for the pup to move. "I am Myrina Vassallo.."
Was this part of the Quinn family she had heard so much about? "I
believe my sister Anthea might know you both."
He was slipping the pup a slice of the meat. "Tell me how it
tastes.." like the pup even tasted it as it was more inhaled.
"So you're Myrina. I've not seen Anthea around in some time. How is
she doing? Has she tired of our company?" He had a way of teasing
in a smooth way or brash like he had been on his brother. "Are you
hungry?" He was dishing portions out onto tin plates as the food
With a shake of her head at Hermes eating, she left the pup alone as
Liam spoke giving him her attention. "My sister has been
well.." She felt the humor flow from this man's pores and snapped
her fingers. "Oh my God, your the boxer." And Ciaran, Anthea
calls you the quiet one.." She did not care about her damp gown,
the girl was soon standing to untie the gown so she could sit Indian
style on the ground. "My sister has been well, and no.. I don't
believe she has grown tired of you" She couldn't help but
chuckle.."She has been busy.." It smelled good, it looked
good... "Yes, famished..."
"Aye, and I've not seen your sister around in many weeks. Perhaps
she has eloped," teasing still as one would say that if one had not
been around. "Do you like fish?" Holding out a plate that had
a moderate portion of both fish and potatoes. There was one made up for
himself and one for Ciaran too. "Ciaran is the quiet one but those
are the ones you have to watch out for." Giving her a wink, and
getting two with the same tease.
Quiet? He chuckled softly. "Not the grumpy one?" He snorted
and gave Liam a look. "Right. Have to watch out for me all
right." And he wasn't quiet if he'd been drinking. "Good to
hear she's doing well."
Eloped? Now that would make the brothers see red, or would it? With a
shrug she smiled to the Quinn speaking and nodded her blonde head
slowly. "Perhaps a little bit.. " The wink brought her to
smile at his kindness. "No, not grump.. quiet.." With a
chuckle she brought slender fingers to comb through her hair, wishing to
bring it to some semblance of order. "She was out and about
yesterday." Or so she had been told. "One grows hungry when
climbing trees all day... " Well... "Alright.. falling from
trees all day." With a smile to both she then studied Hermes with a
snort. "Your to spoiled, pup."
Wouldn't make this brother see red. There was food offered and that
would keep him happy until his meal was consumed. He was nicknamed Bear
for several reasons after all. "Just don't break a leg."
Sounded like something he'd say to Fawn.
Not the Quinn brothers. Her own! "I will try not too, believe me, I
don't wish to break anything." Ever since the knight had spoken
about climbing trees, she had been doing it often. "It does smell
"She has a little bit eloped?" Was that like almost pregnant,
or almost dead? He was chuckling under his breath. Although she probably
meant the food but it was funnier with the other. "Ciaran can be
grumpy if he starts losing at cards." A wry look given his brother,
"but that doesn't happen often and only when you cheat to let it
happen for it spooks you?" Wondering if it was still going on.
"Well, that's good to hear. Although working this late is not good
to hear. She will become all work and no play.." quick smile
followed that brought with it a dimple before both were gone as he
consumed his food. One might think he was in competition with the pup
for in how he could eat so fast but he was starved. All play this
afternoon including a good bout of swimming worked one up to ravenous.
It still did though not as much. Almost as if it was an attempt to keep
him from being accused of cheating. He chuckled and shrugged. "What
can I say? I have good luck at cards. Now if I was trying to box, I'd be
knocked out before the second round." Not true for he like to
"My sister eloped? Oh no.. she is at the print shop working on the
paper" Liam was funny, and Myrina found herself laughing with
fingers now to scratch between the dogs ears. "You play
cards?" Addressed to Ciaran and then trying to get Hermes' paw off
her shoulder. "I once helped my sister's ward build a house of
cards.." Not the same she knew, but tried her hand at humor.
"My sister would live at the print shop if she could." She
appreciated his concern but knew Anthea would be alright, when the paper
was done. "Thank you for the food.." Hermes said thank you as
well, with a ruff.
Soft steps approached the pit. Careful, slow, cautious. Attempting to be
stealthy but stealth was not her strong suit. Little twigs and dried
leafs left over from fall crunching under her feet as weight shifted
from one to the other. Arms folded before her frame, holding her own
arms for comfort and warmth. A mess of obsidian waves hung wildly before
her face. Deep river hues looked onwards to where the sight of fire
light could be seen. The smell of food, too teasing to pass up. Dirtied
rag of a dress, torn and discolored, barely keeping her modest. No
weapons, no items, and it would seem she was alone. Not approaching just
right up, but slow, skittish.
"Liam's a grand cook." He smiled as he finished his food and
leaned back. "Between him and our cook at the manor, I'd be as big
as a bear." Of course, he was kept busy around the manor when he
wasn't sparring with Liam or finding new opponents for him.
He didn't miss the snap of a twig and the stirring of debris still held
over from winter. Suspecting a bear, or more wary of one as dark eyes
shifted with a turn of his head to spy the area the sound came from.
There was another wee lass out alone tonight. "We've a feast of
fish if you're not too shy to share it with a few strangers."
Perhaps the sight of Myrina, another young lass might encourage her to
socialize. He took a moment to give Hermes a few more scraps before he
started stealing form the extra plate.
"I cannot boil water.." She did not blush, there was no need,
fact was fact. Myrina would burn a kitchen down if left alone. It was
nice to see two brothers close, and these too seem just that. "It
is very delicious.." Myrina brought her voice to linger warmly upon
the breeze. And she would welcome any other faces, she loved making
friends. But now, she was trying to swat Hermes nose away from her food.
"You just had some.." The pup was silent looking to where Liam
had brought his own gaze to linger. "It is alright.." And she
surrendered her fish to the pup with a pat to his side.
Eyes turning her way she even so much as sunk down to try and hide, but
words confirmed she was in fact spotted. Heart pounding in her throat
she was sure if she opened it they would hear it beating. Bare feet
stepped forward, timidly, uncertain, certainly scared by the wide eyed
untrusting looks she gave them. It was the drive of food that lured her
in, and closer. Flesh was dirty and hard to tell a proper color from,
much like the garment she wore.
They had grown up in the wild where one needed to be alert at all times.
He looked toward the area just as Liam did, eyes narrowing slightly.
Once he saw it was a lass, he relaxed some and stayed seated.
The lass looked like a dip in the lake would do her good as he stood. So
he was bare chest, cut off pants and bare feet. "None of us is
going to hurt ye lass." Holding out a plate of the fried up fish
filets in lemon, butter, spices and herbs. Realizing she might not want
to get too close, he took a few steps and set it on a tree stump for
her. "Best get it before the pup does," giving a wink before
he retreated. He also picked up his shirt to put on over sun drenched
tanning skin. That might make things a bit better.
Myrina brought her sight to linger on the woman for a minute. But the
smile was gifted to the stranger before she was drawn to Hermes rubbing
his back on the dirt. Her own salutations were halted for now, letting
Liam speak so the woman did not have too many speaking to her at once.
But, well.. she was not her sister, she gawked, what woman wouldn't! Did
you see that chest! "Now Hermes, you piggy.. stay put and let her
eat her food." The pup whimpered but listened as his mistress was
putting her hair up with a twig to hold the blonde mass in place.
Vivid sapphires darted from one to the other, but came to focus on the
one that stood. Standing, was just kind of like claiming your territory.
Her steps paused, but eyes went to the food he grasped. Breath held like
an animal caught in the light. And yes she saw that chest, he was a very
striking man. Speechless for some reason. Food was the only thing
keeping her from running. Hands quickly unfolded, snatching the plate.
The motions allowed for dried crimson to be seen on her hands and
clothing. Holding the plate of food she now stepped back victorious and
dove right in shoveling in the food famished.
Sometimes he longed for their old home where they could dress like the
men of their mother's tribe and not worry about manners. but he grabbed
his own shirt and pulled it on. He was trying hard to not laugh at their
reaction to Liam. Probably would have fainted if his brother had flexed.
She seemed like she hadn't eaten in days. "There is more if you are
still hungry." They had enough to feed all as much as they wanted.
A small fish feast. Something he would not say ten times in a row. At
least not after having sampled the rum too. Cooking rum. Right. He could
flex if his brother really wanted him to and asked nicely! Boy would it
be fodder for teasing! He was back to sit on the stones surrounding the
pit he'd made an soon tempted the pup over with a bit of more fish. Fish
was good for growing pups but then it gave him the chance to pet him up
again. Belly rub, back, teasing him in a good way.
Girls looked to all men with no shirts on, at least she did. Myrina
thought both were very handsome, but more so, their kindness tonight
would never be forgotten. "If you will excuse me, please.."
Fingers pressed on the ground, as she lifted her slender form to stand
on bare feet once more. "I am going to wash my hands.. and Hermes
be good." With a wiggle of her finger at him, Myrina turned with a
wink to the woman before lithe strides had the lass at the shores not
only to wash her hands, but to clean off the plate she had used to eat
He had a flask filled with the pure and this seemed a good time to bring
it out. If Liam wanted to flex he could go right ahead and do it all on
his own. "Man could live out here and never want for
anything." Though his brothers would surely hunt him down if he did
take off. He looked up at the sky and smiled slightly, seeing the stars
begin to show.
Quickly darting away from the winking woman. Seeing the man sit back
down, she dared approach further. Only because she had not chewed her
fish and it was gone already. Looking to chest man with a look, and
plate put back on the tree stump. Still not a word spoken but it would
seem she lingered.
Dark brows lifted as well dark eyes to peer from beneath towards the
skittish lass. "I am Liam." A slight hand motion to Ciaran,
"me brother Ciaran and the wee lass Myrina, newly met. Have you a
name to be addressed by?" It would be strange if she had not. Smile
was swift bringing with it the elusive dimple again before gone. He
added more food to her plate from the skillets that still held quite a
bit. He addressed his brother with a question on his mind, "have
you found any card games of late down at the port?"
Myrina moved from the shore, holding the rinsed off plate and smiling
with her name being heard. "A pleasure to meet you." Offering
the plate back with a wink" Thank you again.."
Gaze lowered again as his brother spoke and he nodded at the quiet lass
then he grinned at Liam. "When can't I find one, though I'd steer
clear of the one in The Dancing Dolphin. Feels... strange there. Off
She looked to each of them as they were introduced. Jaw hung a moment as
though for a while she was unsure what to say. Clearly torn and nervous.
Hands once more accepted the plate. Holding it near to her frame as she
ate from it a few more bites. Allowing long moments to linger in the air
before she finally allowed a single word to slip out. Voice like sweet
honey. Just melodic in a way, alluring even in just the single word it
was. "Maylin" She spoke it softly hoping they not hear.
Words spoken by Ciaran was heard, causing the lass to stay silent
letting the men speak if they wished. But the softly uttered name,
almost like a mouse was still heard. "Maylin.. this is
Hermes.." And the Irish wolfhound sat very still wagging his tail.
"Well met, Maylin." He nodded at her then stood and gathered
up the dishes and skillets. The remainder of the food was left on one
plate. And then he was heading to the lake to clean them up.
"Then maybe we should investigate this pub, make sure it is safe
for others." Which meant there was a probably a ruckus for them to
find later on. He finished up his meal and if everyone else had enough
then the pup would be having his feast. "Nice to meet you Maylin,"
rolling off his tongue in an Irish brogue he never really could get rid
of. Probably should not get rid of. He was up to bring the rest of the
plates and skillet to the lake to clean up too.
It was growing late, and lightly chilly especially with her wet attire
and boots still laying in the distance. "Hermes, can your full
belly run back home?" The dog answered by rushing off toward their
home, leaving Myrina behind. "Liam, thank you so much for the food
and the view.." She couldn't help but grin and then blew kisses to
all.. "And Ciaran, quiet is right." With a chuckle she snapped
a wave to all three before rushing after her dog.
River hues glanced back to her plate now. Enjoying the second helping of
food, but spending much more time on this one. Each little bite taken
till she finally was full. A feast that she had not had in a good long
while. But quiet once more she was. River hues glanced to the waters.
Having seen the other two clean off their plates there.
He grinned and waved at the lass, splashing his brother with a bit of
the water. Standing he looked at Maylin. "If you're inclined to
head into the city, there's a place called the Thistle Tavern. Rooms are
free, so is the food and drink, thanks to the Queen who rules these
lands. Might even be able to find clothing that'll keep you warm."
The offer was made out of kindness. He agreed with Liam that it might be
a good idea to check the Dolphin out.
She took notes of what he had said. Free room, food, and drink, and
maybe even clothing. Not something she could pass up too easily. But
those rivers shifted from one to the other uncertain once more. She
dared approach the water now, and for it towards the man who offered her
such. Taking the plate with her to clean it. Once more she spoke, but
now more clearly. Each word spoke like a song to the ears, pleasing
them. "My thanks are to your kindness, but cities are dangerous for
Which Ciaran got a splash back using the plate before all was washed up
and he up from his crouched position. Turning to view the lass in that
kind of consideration. At least she would not go to bed hungry tonight.
He moved away giving her room as she approached the water. Something
about not getting in her personal space and scaring the wee bit of a
lass. He didn't say anything more being Ciaran saw to that.
"Heathfield is a bit different but the choice is yours of course.
There are folks on farms, villages that would give you a hand if you
need it. " He carried the things back to the shed though he paused
to look at Liam. Was that were they had come from?
Indeed it was as he was near on his brother's heels. Possibly even
stepped on his foot when he paused, turning to look his way. Got a good
view, grin included. "Ready when you are," as he stepped
around to put the plates inside.
She cleaned that plate off for them, careful of the water to not get
much on her. Lifting it she moved to follow after the two now. Holding
the plate and offering it back over. Hands returned to their fold before
her form. Deep rivers studied either of them.
"I don't need to be this close to you, Liam. " Ciaran spoke in
a dry voice, tipping his head up just slightly. "Can see your nose
hairs." He stepped back then accepted the plate from the lass. Once
everything was tucked away, he motioned to the shed. "Blankets in
there. Good heavy ones." Towels too. "Ready now." It was
way too early for bed. Just right for finding a game.
He took the plate from the lass being it was offered over and clean too.
"Thanks," grinning at his brother however for the remark.
"Aye, best get yourself a lass to get that close to. Make sure she
has nose hair, hair all over body even." Pretty much describing a
gorilla lass as he chuckled. With everything put away he was back out to
put out the fire too. Didn't take much for it had pretty much burned
Hehe men fighting over the plate. As they had both reached out to accept
it. Made her feel shy a moment. They were both being so kind, and
thoughtful. At first almost excited even at the mention of finding a
lass. But the description got worse, and she found herself looking to
that shed that was mentioned. A blanket. Stepping over to it to accept
just a blanket. Allowing it to unfold before hands turned it over her
shoulders. Folding it forward around her to hold it closed.
"Ye great git." He laughed and made an attempt to poke Liam in
the stomach but he had moved away. "Anyway, think on it, lass. Warm
bed, good food, kind folks running it." He winked then followed
Liam. "You can find a lass. I've enough trouble dealing with Fifi
There was that short tug of war which only had his grin grow before
leaving it in Ciaran's hands. He was ready for that game. "Best get
up to the commons and the tavern there, Hazel is the best cook around
and will see to you fed proper." Mentioning Fifi alone had him
It made her horribly nervous at the thought of it all. Rivers searched
one of them, then the other. Weighing her choices heavily. Sleep out in
the cold and go hungry tomorrow, or risk it all and go into a town to
seek shelter and meals. Fright filled her a moment. "Come
Town was not all that big like some cities she would discover.
"We're heading up that way if you'd like an escort," although
they would be continuing onward to the port and certain establishments a
lass should not be caught in unless of that kind.
Had he forgotten anything? Nope, had his flask, coin for playing. Shirt
on. Didn't need a cloak. Stomach was full. He was good to go.
"Please." Soft word found her once more, but by now, every
word was just drawing them in. Surely they would notice its effects a
little. Though she was doing her best to keep it at bay. River hues just
looked from one to the other. Blanket now held for warmth. Wild obsidian
waves danced before those blues.
So was he. He too had a flask and his clothes back on. Coin in his
pocket and his weapon, his fist of course. He had an earned a name. It
was up to the lass to follow them or not. Certainly she would not be
forced. Liam only had one thing on his mind presently and that was the
place they were headed to.
"Come on then, lass." He motioned to her and started for the
path. It was a bit of a walk but not a bad one. There were flowers
lining the road, and lilacs were blooming. It smelled like spring and
most enjoyed it.
Bare feet stepped softly after then to follow then. Putting complete
faith and trust in these two men she had just met. For all she knew they
were lying their tail feathers off and she was in a world of trouble.
But she doubted it, they had been so kind to her so far. She really owed
them. Food, and warmth, it was a lot to be thankful for.