Poster: Cole Lachian
Post # 2
was amused. Greatly. He continued to sit back and bide his time as he
listened between the warriors. At least he was not hooked up nor had any
plans in that direction. In fact, he hadn't met anyone that even
breathed in that area with an eye upon him. Too busy working on his
wagons and carriages and the rest of the time in the company of his
friends or at the tree house, or both. "You're welcome to come see
the Tree House if you want a bit of an escape. Open invitation call it.
Place is as much Gabriel's and Aidan's too."
Cole nodded. "Yes, might just take you up on that, Raphael,
especially if Aiden starts spouting poetic verse and begins to
reek of roses or lilacs." A twitch of amusement pulled at his lips,
but that was hidden soon enough by taking a drink of his tankard.
"Or if you find yourself surrounded when Gabriel joins him."
And there it was, the perfect moment to inject that tidbit with a
"That would be a fat chance in hell." He laughed, nodding to
Gabriel. If any of them besides Cole himself was less likely to succumb
to the choker and chain, it would be Gabriel.
Which had Raphael looking upon Gabriel in that silent study to see how
Sheepish grin started to spread as a hand was up to rub over his chin
then dive through his hair before lowered again. An idiosyncrasy of his
under such topics. "Aye, Melantha Quinn, an angel," if that
was spewing, he would admit to some. "She has the Royal Stables and
a grandmother you should be introduced to." Cole needed some
Following that, Cole just blinked, slowly setting his glass aside on the
counter without even looking in that direction. His gaze never left
Gabriel. "The odds in hell just got better it seems." Broad
shoulders started to shake with suppressed laughter and he shook his
head with disbelief. "Raphael, keep me from departing these lands
again, lest you find yourself shackled in kind!"
"Indeed I will then but if you can't help yourself, make sure I'm
in your company. They cant get me then," going along with it with a
big ole grin Aiden and Gabriel's way.
"Ha! Famous last words, just you wait but maybe you'll be spared a
few more months before you cease your carousing."
"Were I the carousing sort, that is." Cole grunted out a
laugh. "And if that be the case, Gabriel, my friend, my last words
will be a cry of dismay. This...I am sure of." It was good to be
back in the company of his comrades. He had denied himself too long. He
made a show of stepping closer to Raphael, just in case what possessed
Aiden and Gabriel might seek him out from sheer proximity to them.
"Hiding or seeking the company of others who have not fallen
doesn't help." He grinned as he added. "Not even being
untouchable. Look at Sir Vincent." Who was quite happily surrounded
by three lovely lasses.
A brow arched by way of a grin. "Look at the lovely lass he
married. There is the exception perhaps." And even though de
Beauvais was not in the room, Cole did not speak more on Julia save to
mention she was, in comparison, above most women. She would have to be,
to bring one such as Vincent to his knees.
Raphael was making the sign of the cross as one finger tipped sideways
over the finger of his other hand and held out their way. Nothing said
but he was grinning good nature.
Correcting Aiden, "four, Sir Lazare donated a female puppy he won
in a race." Smile quirked to the side, "best not to protest
too loudly my brothers or it shall surely find you as it has us."
He waved a hand by way of swatting away this conversation. "I wish
you the best, Aiden... Gabriel...of course I do. I but wish not the same
fate for me. Now, tell me of what else I have missed."
Gabriel's eyes took on the summer blue hue, "I found the red
patches on me wings can send small balls of fire. I have also
learned to use the bow and arrow while in flight. Aiden can tell you of
his progress in casting shadows to life. Have you learned anything more
of what skills you possess? Ian is like a magnet but he seems to have
secluded himself off from the rest." He'd not come across Ian
Waincross in some time.
"Aye, four." Corrected, he continued. "Let's see.
The opening of the race track, which has earned us all quite a big of
coin. Eion Quinn joining the ranks of those in training." He looked
thoughtful as he tried not to laugh at Raphael. "Aye, Ian's become
something of a recluse. As far as what I've learned, I can use the
shadows to move from one place to another, create a net that has become
stronger, and yes, I still get to listen to Jewel."
He listened with a nod. Cole knew he was different, and how, since his
youth. It was the way of the Legion to train their young to accept and
use what made them Lachians. It was just that Cole wasn't comfortable
with openness regarding his unique abilities. "Quinn?" He
paused a moment, thinking on that name. "The same family as your
"Aye, the very one. He has two brothers of which one, Segan, was
trained with him but choose a different path. Sailing, working for Bovee
presently. The youngest, Conor, is good with leather working."
As far as Ian went, Cole wouldn't give it a second thought. Either he
chose to be a part of the gathering, or he chose to sequester himself
away ... they all had choices to make. Cole had to do the same.
"So, are you ready to be on the king's field come tomorrow
morning?" He was pleased to have Cole back with them and not just
physically. It finally felt like he was coming back to them as a
brother. Though he was always one to take small steps. "Lancely and
Cal are around and challenging us to the water Gauntlet. Good way to use
some of our skills without the extra," there were rules to make it
fair. "Sir Lazare had tried it out last summer."
"Do you think they'd be allowing me to come practice in the morn on
the King's field with you?" Yes, he'd been trained but if he didn't
start practicing again, he would be losing his edge completely and it
would be needed in the near future.
"Aye, I don't see why not." He placed his glass on the table.
"There have been others who have done some soul searching, and come
back. Besides, you're still serving King Peter."
He wasn't sure if Aiden had answered Raphael or was talking solely to
Cole. He'd make sure Raphael was answered or confirmed as it may be,
"aye, you'd be welcome there and though you work as a wainwright
you might consider going in service to Peter if needed." He didn't
know how good Raphael was with a sword but he knew how well he flew and
beholding to him teaching him a lot.
The first part had been for both and the second for Cole. Though it was
better that Gabe had clarified.
"I'm looking forward to the morning if for no other reason."
Cole relaxed back, bringing up a foot to hook on the bottom rung of his
stool. "Someone needs to make sure the two of you are pushed to
your limits." He looked to Raphael. "And it will be nice not
to be the only new face on the field." Cole knew how the newcomer
was greeted when in the company of seasoned warriors. He had done so
himself when in Daurenia and a new face appeared for training.
"Well, we'll make sure you get your chance on the two Beasts, both
you and Raphael." He grinned as he picked up a bottle and refilled
his glass, then topped the others off.
He nodded off his thanks for the refill. "These Beasts you speak
of, I've heard of them. Many a man has fallen because of their expertise
it is said. I look forward to a chance to take either or both on."
He looked to Gabriel then, leaning a bit as if to check out his back.
"So, you shoot fire...? I hope this is something you can control
and not just an urge which cramps you up until it is released."
Since no ladies were present to have to worry over their sensibilities,
the reference to farting did not even come with the least hesitation.
Luckily Aiden wasn't drinking. He let out a loud laugh, lowering his
glass. He wasn't even going to attempt to top that one!
A sudden, temporary flash of grin to Aiden and then Cole appeared all
serious again while waiting for the reply from Gabriel.
"Aye, something I have been working on since it was discovered. You
have to angle the wings just so, that when the two flares shoot off,
which I can feel to make them do so at will, they come together at the
junction of where the target is you are trying to hit." So it was
not a simple matter at all. He glanced to Raphael and back. "Raph
has helped me a great deal in learning to control it, as well we gave a
light show as part of the exercise one evening for those about. It was
when little Naomi, was around still. I think she went by Willow by the
time she left, called her Nessa for a while too."
Cole jerked his head in Gabriel's direction, looking to Aiden. Always
the serious one, Vaughn, but Cole was interested and intrigued with what
Gabriel had mastered. He released a slow whistle. "Rather
intimidating, Gabriel. As if the ability to fly wasn't enough to cause
the enemy to quake in their boots."
He chuckled as Gabriel answered more seriously then expected and gave
Cole a slight shrug. It had been something to see when Gabriel finally
"And," moving from the serious side of it after a good pause,
"if we expel air while shooting, it can crush a building."
"No shit." Cole chuckled low, not believing a word of that
quite yet. "A fearsome thing to behold I'm sure."
"It can be, Raphael here can shoot shards of lightning. So put us
working together..." grinning as he noticed Raph was pretty quiet.
"We still have yet to find out what Mo can do besides fly,"
which had him giving a slow look towards Aiden, "or have you help
find that out." Might be a better stance to take in this.
Raphael was enjoying listening. In time he hoped to have the rapport
they shared, shared with him. It was something to look forward to, and
best if it was already in motion before they went back in time. That
kind of rapport would see them through the task without losing any of
them. He finished off his drink as it was time to go do his ritual at
the lake. "I hope to see you all soon, starting on the field come
dawn." A clasp of Gabriel's shoulder was given as well one to
Aiden's and lastly Cole's. Brief but with sincerity behind it before he
was heading out the side door.
"Catch you later Raphael, I might bring down Melantha tonight to
spend a few hours in the tree house." Since it had a fantastic..
and quite romantic view.
"She's become fairly comfortable with the flying so it might be
time. Good night, Raphael. See you at dawn." He looked back to
Cole. "Your room at the castle is still available, if you want
"We could head up there, stop in the knight's hall and see who is
around. Lazare and Trevor can often be found there. Issue them a
challenge. Take your chances," according to what Cole said before.
Cole lifted a hand in farewell to Raphael as well as offering him an
uplift of chin."Come morning." He added, then looked to
Gabriel. "I've always been about taking chances." He
turned to glance to Alex and offered the tender the slightest nod of
thanks then stood from his stool. "I was thinking about staying
here the night, but if my room is still available, I'd much rather sleep
there. Sir Melville would prefer the castle to the tighter quarters
"Sir Melville?" He stood after finishing what remained in his
glass as he stood. That would be carried over to the bar in a moment.
"Yes." His comment came with a brief nod, glancing toward
Jewel. "Soon to be best friends with your kitty." Cole knew
what Jewel was capable of and was rather amused with the idea of his
small, friendly canine coming up snout to snout with the talented
He too was finished up as the table was cleared off and glasses returned
to the bar. "You two should get race horses, never know what luck
will bring you in doing so." How he met Melantha! Though he'd not
Good thing, Cole would swear horse racing was against his religion.
"Might just do that." Cole commented. "Though I know
little about race horses."
"I've been considering getting one, but I'm not sure." As far
as Jewel and Sir Melville, that remained to be seen and instead of the
shadow cat disappearing, she jumped onto the bar then onto Aiden's
shoulder. She would just tag along in that way.
"I can meet you two there. I need to return to the ship to collect
my things, and my dog." He started for the door. "I know my
way home." He took one back step, then turned, exiting from the
tavern on the way to continue with his life.