Poster: Isaac al-Dawla
Post # 2
Vanessa's presence at the Inn was likely well known from the outside.
Tennison stood outside beneath a blanket, reins draped over the arm of a
wagon he'd brought this far but had temporarily been relieved of while
Vanessa took to her usual nightly routine (almost nightly) of warmed
cider and whatever company she could find at the Thistle on any given
evening. Her usual stool taken at the bar with her legs tucked up
beneath her on the seat. Coral gown made for the much colder weather,
her hair worn in a snood as was typical fashion for the colder months,
babbling Alex's ear off as she so enjoyed to do and he was so kind
tempered to stand from her.
One never knew who might show up at the tavern, but there were good bets
on those that usually showed up. Segan was one of those over the past
few months. Coming up from the port, it was a logical stop to see who
was about, friends and family, ones he'd not met, company in general and
lately of a hope in particular. He was dressed down in comparison to
last evening, vest over a poets shirt of light blue, black pants and
boots. A cloak worn as there were snowflakes in the air floating about
that were gradually getting thicker by the time he reached the porch of
the tavern. Tricorn hat held a dusting of them within the curved folds.
The door pressed open and moving quickly inside to shut off the wind
picking up as well.
Could anyone see Alex perk up when another arrived to relieve his ears?!
Hehe. Vanessa turned to glance to the door when it opened and allowed
that moment of chilled air to circulate and smiled bright to see who
passed through the thresh. Of course, she always hoped she'd see him and
was happy when she did. Meeting with those she knew or would be
introduced to was the other half of the reason she came here. "Ave,
Segan. Enjoying a walk through the slowly building winter
Blue eyes brightened at the sight of her. All cozy. Smile spread easily
and quickly as he first took off his cloak to hang up to a peg.
"Eve, Vanessa," she might notice the wicket glint as the hat
was next, sleight of hand before it was set on the shelf. He was over
only to sprinkle snow over her, coming down with a touch of a cold hand
against her neck. Not too drastic but certainly enough to tease,
"thought I would share."
Meanie! She watched him come closer with a smile before he sprinkled the
chilly flakes over her and laid his hand against her neck. Squeaky sort
of sound with a giggle. "How very kind of you." One hand
holding her mug, the other reached up to cover his hand and hold it
against the warmth of her neck for a moment. "You seem very chipper
tonight. You must have had a good day?"
As her hand came to lay over his, which was instantly warming, he leaned
in to steal a kiss being he had noticed they were alone. So far. One
that was warm to linger a few stolen moments. Lifting with an even more
pleased look in his eyes. "They were cold too." Liar. Good lie
however. "I had a good day and even better now," his hand to
linger for as long as she held it there while he maneuvered around onto
the stool next to hers."How was your day?"
Isaac was in Heathfield lands for a few days and this night he headed
for the Thistle Tavern. A place he had not seen the insides of in some
time. He had left a note for Desh where she could find him if she had
the will to escape their domain in Ballicastle lands and come join him.
Dressed much like an Irish lad, with even a cap that dipped to one side,
Isaac made use of the side door to step within. Vest over a shirt, heavy
jacket over all, dark brown trousers and well worn boots.
The kiss was pleasant and lingered for the few stolen moments before he
drew away from her. "Yes, so I could feel for myself." She
smiled lightly and gave a nod. "The day was...productive. I fetched
a wagon and some decorations." Which explained why Tennison was
standing out there with the wagon filled with crates.
"When do you wish to have us out to decorate?" Figuring it
would be some time after Thanksgiving but some things could be done
sooner. His hand drawn away as the man stepped within. "Good
evening, nice night to get in out of the cold and snow." Although
it wasn't snowing badly. Yet.
There was snow on his shoulder in a light layer that was quickly
dissolving. "Fair night. I am Isaac," the accent didn't not go
with his attire or looks with the heavier Egyptian tone. Though there
was a mixture in there that would have one suspect he had spent years on
the Emerald Isle.
His hand released, she set her hand on her lap with a smile. "I
will probably start tomorrow. There's a lot to be done in way of
decorating the gardens." And the gardens were pretty large. Looking
to the man who'd just entered, she offered a smile. "Good ave. I'm
Vanessa Baltimore, and this is Segan Quinn." Motioning to the gent
who kept her company.
"Well met Isaac in from the cold." Tease held warmth as Alex
set out a glass of the potcheen for him along with leaving the bottle.
There was something about his accent he was trying to place.
"It is pleasure to meet you both and the cold," giving a
glance over his shoulder towards the closed door but certainly the sight
from the windows with a splattering of white, "it is not so bad. A
sight to behold some nights," like this one. Back around he
shrugged out of his jacket to hang to the cloak rack. Hand dipping into
the pocket to draw something out and slide into the pocket of his
trousers before he was headed for the bar. Irish cap left on. Alex would
be setting out a glass of the pure for him.
"A pleasure to meet you, Isaac." She smiled thoughtfully as he
dusted the snow from his shoulders. "It is quite lovely." She
enjoyed the snow from next to a fire. Though she was growing more fond
of it when being outside.
Deshira was High Priestess. There was little she wouldn't do if she had
a mind too. And she intended to join Isaac tonight. Accompanied by the
black panther and the wild cat from their homeland, she made her way to
They might turn Vanessa into a Snow Queen by winter's end. Although the
end of winter was the worse, making one anxious for spring to come.
Not wishing to disturb the two he took for being a couple but then also
knew that wasn't always the case in these lands by their traditions.
"Excuse me," taking his glass up as he was over to one of the
windows. Something drew him as if he could feel Desh's very presence on
its way as well her companions. He didn't bring his cats, of the large
variety too, with him here.
Phew! It was a chilly evening out, especially when the wind blew through
her patches, but she was in a good enough mood to hardly feel it. In
breezed Karina and for a moment it was like a glimpse to the past, for
she was decked out in all her old raggedy clothes: Torn-up tunic, baggy
patched pants, a boyish cap hiding her riot of hair. She tromped in
looking pleased as punch, with the growing husky pup Amergin frisking
around her feet.
Once her horse was tended to, her Protectors were dismissed with loving
words, scratches and gentle hugs. Wrapped in white fur, she watched as
they disappeared into the night again then turned to make her way up the
steps. She had left her dog behind because he disliked the cold.
One dipping glance had dark blond brows lifting as blue eyes shifted
back up to Karina's face. "You look happy. You found your old
clothes?" Although he had thought they disintegrated into nothing
by this time.
"Aye. Just a means to an end, me boyo." She flashed Segan a
grin from beneath the brim of that grimy old cap, then waved to Vanessa
and Alex as well. The others she didn't recognize but would meet in a
few moments. For now she took the stairs two at a time and dashed for
her room, closing the door behind her just after the romping
snow-covered pup wiggled in too.
Watching as the girl rushed by her, she continued up the steps and
inside. She was nearly hidden by the furs until she lowered her hood,
dark eyes on Isaac. A smile curled full lips as she made her way to him,
graceful as a desert gazelle.
Waggle of fingers to Karina as she sipped from her mug again, and a wave
to the other lovely who wandered in since she was otherwise occupied
with her mug.
Brows dipped as he hoped she had not been prowling the docks again. Men
changed for the worse as the weather got colder, especially those
scrounging for coins or such valuables. "Karina, this is
Isaac," if the man noticed the introduction as he seemed fixated
looking out the window. Barely out as she had charged out and up to her
room it seemed.
He watched her come in, as well another as he turned. The unknown woman
charging past as he was introduced so he would wait to respond if she
ever came back. "Deshira, meet Segan and Vanessa." He would
see to her cloak if she wished it off. "The other running by is
Kar-inna," not quite getting it right.
It wasn't long before Karina reappeared, free of baggy clothing and
certain amounts of booty too, all stored safely hidden away beneath her
bed. The petite young woman came skipping down the stairs in woolen
socks, dressed now in snug dove-gray pants and a sage green blouse,
amber curls bouncing freely. "Someone say my name?" A smiling
smirk and curious glance to the strangers.
"A pleasure to meet you, Deshira." Spoken once her mug was set
down with a smile to her, then turn of attention to Karina. "How
are you tonight, Karina?"
"MamSieheb Vanessa, Sieheb Segan, and MamSieheb Kar-inna. It is my
pleasure to meet you each." She would allow him to help her with
her cloak of course, or become too warm. Beneath she wore silks of
magenta and black, as well a gold pendant, bracelets and earrings, all
decorated with small rubies and onyx.
"Indeed, a pleasure to meet you Deshira," stealing a glance
towards Karina as she had gone to get changed. That other outfit a type
worn for old practices. He didn't say anything as focus shifted back to
Desh, "would you be related to the one that is called Mirre?"
Karina would have answered Vanessa and greeted the others, had she not
been too engrossed in staring at Deshira. Gape-jawed even. She'd not
seen a person so richly dressed her entire life. She nearly salivated
over the gold and jewels, but of course, in this pace and amongst this
company she would keep her fingers to herself. She finally gathered
herself enough to swallow and give a crooked half-smile. Tipping her
head in greeting and introduction.
Desh might noticed the bulge in his pocket as he took up her cloak then
saw to hanging it on the rack next to his. "It is pleasure to meet
you Kar'inna." Seemed that is how her name got heard.
"Mirre is my sister." She studied him a moment, her expression
curious. "Have you not also met Isaac's sister, Shere? Or perhaps
our brother, Anhur?" She knew all three came often to this place.
Being what Desh was, Karina was wise to keep such to herself.
Vanessa took a slight lean against the counter turned to watch the
others and listen to the conversation. "How is Mirre?" She'd
not met the others spoken of, and hadn't seen Mirre in quite some time.
"I recall meeting them both. You have a very fine family."
Mirre had been more recent and hence the association. "You seem
ready for the cold." He had noticed the fur cloak, eyeing it with a
thought. "Is it as warm as it looks?" Then quieted as Vanessa
asked some questions. He took up his drink to kick back.
"Would you like punch drink from the bar, Desh?" As he was
going there to refill his glass and would get her something. Quick
question as she had a few to answer.
Karina gave the strangers another long look before finally turning away,
back towards the stairs, realizing she was missing a certain small
companion. Fingers placed in the sides of her mouth, she gave a sharp
whistle, sending the husky slipping and sliding down the wooden stairs.
She let him go about his business (first order being to attack Segan
with licks) and went to order an ale from Alex.
"I would, Isaac, thank you." She gave him a brief warm smile
before turning back to the others. "Mirre is well. Busy, as is her
way, but she will be out again soon I am sure. The cloak is very warm.
My brother, Yusuf, bought it for me." Though with her abilities, it
was more for show.
He saw the husky coming and if he didn't move he'd bowl him over on the
stool. So he was down to meet the onslaught of licks and even hefted him
up that he could lick Vanessa's cheek. "Share..." word coming
low with a grin before Amergin was squirming to get down and over to
investigate the two new people to make friends and hopefully affection
lavished on him.
That would be Desh first as he was at the bar and would manage not to
trip up over the dog as he came back with her glass of punch in one hand
and his drink in the other. "I think Anhur and Yusuf will be
wishing to speak to this man name Gus." More even lower tone mostly
for Desh though it could not be considered whispering.
And who wouldn't love Amergin? The husky pup was still growing but a
handsome little thing, big-pawed and keen-eyed. His fur was thick
gray-mottled white and currently speckled with melting snow. His eyes,
one blue, one green, flicked intelligently across the strangers before
sniffing their feet. Karina watched just to make sure the exuberant
canine didn't get out of hand, but glanced also to Segan and Vanessa
sitting nearby. "How are ya's?"
"I'm glad to hear that Mirre is doing well." And barely any
chance to escape the puppy licks, she was all giggles and shrinking away
with a couple adoring pats to the pup's head. "Yes...thank you
Segan." She giggled again, and looked to Karina. "I am well.
Though the birds may not like me when I go to turn the spires up
tonight." She laughed though. Puppy kisses were funny.
She crouched down to greet the pup, speaking to him softly in her native
tongue before standing again as Isaac approached. "They have."
She answered softly. "He asked for permission to take her to dinner
and to see her. Yusuf likes him and says he is of a good heart, even if
a bit clumsy."