Poster: Vincent deBeauvais
Post # 68
Guess who was at the Thistle. Rare was the day that this particular
King's Man ventured to the tavern anymore, but today was the exception
and here he was. He hadn't taken a place by the hearth, though. He was
at the bar, the occasional comment to Alex if the man spoke to him. He
had a tankard of what it was that Vincent preferred. Who even knew? Only
Alex and Vincent.
It would seem his comrade and friend had a day off from the females in
his life. He also heard a rumor that the puppy Lazare won was going to
be a female donated to Vincent. That was the thought that filtered
through his mind as he stepped within the Thistle. As per usual he was
neatly dressed but sans the jacket for the warm day. A lightweight dark
brocade vest over a pristine shirt tucked into black pants. Dress boots
beneath. A tankard of cold ale was his choice as he joined his
comrade at the bar. "Life is a conscious continuity," pleased
actually to have Vincent here like old times even if times were
Vincent felt the approach, dipped his head, and as the door opened, he
looked around his arm to follow Trevor to the bar with that dark gaze.
"Within the movement of change." He finished with a nod, a
slight smile touching the weathered features. He didn't actually have
the day off from the females in his life. He was still under the command
of The Black Griffon. As was Trevor. As was Lazare but Vincent didn't
feel that one close. Carno must be at the training field preparing
himself. Since the Laird McDonough approached Karl with a request, the
Black Griffon had approached each of them at practice that morning. And
now, they had an assignment. "What do you know of this man?"
He asked of his comrade, turning fully back to the bar to continue his
drink. If anyone had any information, it would be Trevor. Karl seemed to
prefer for them to find out on their own or come in blind, taking the
blows as they were delivered.
"On the normal physical plane." Not a question but a start to
answer the question. "He is from a good family. One that had roots
here that were ripped out and now generations later, to take root again.
On another level," which was more than what was seen or known in
the physical world, "he had been trained well but is not real
confident in himself which could be his downfall if not corrected. There
is actually more to him as well his brothers than they realize. These
lands will eventually bring them out. The question will be how they
respond to something foreign to the usual way of thinking." Taking
up his tankard to take a drink of the cold liquid and smooth his throat.
The entire time Trevor explained, Vincent kept his gaze on the liquid in
his tankard. "Confidence is more difficult to address than skill.
No wonder Karl made a special effort to mention weapons and hand to hand
only." A cant of head had him looking over to Trevor, one dark brow
twitching upward. "I'll leave it up to you to make sure Carno
"I agree but it can be learned and we should gear our testing for
him to find that quality, yet not become overly confident. As the Black
Griffin reminds us to be humble in spite of our gifts." The last
had a deep chuckle. "Do you think anyone can become Carno's keeper
in making him behave? Although if Dana were here, the two balance each
other out with their focus upon each other." Which also brought up
that topic. "When is Dana to return? Have you heard any new news in
that corner of the world?"
It was high time to be seeking some food, and Karina left her room with
just that in mind. She'd been doing a lot of sleeping and eating since
she'd arrived here, but hey, she hadn't had a lot of either lately, so
it was only fair. She had that patched, puffy hat pulled snug over her
head again, though in name of comfort had forsaken her boots. Her bare
feet were thus nearly silent as she padded down the hall from her room,
pausing at the top of the stairs and for an inexplicable reason, she
crouched down in the shadows, gripping the railing as she tuned an ear
to the happenings below. It was an old habit, one difficult to break,
and a useful one at that. And so, settling herself into a crouch, for
now she just listened unseen.
Gabriel hovered high above the Thistle. Bird's eye view of the lands as
he'd come from the lake and tree house where Raphael remained. All was
still quiet on that end but that could change any time. Hopefully after
they returned from Innis. A trip to come soon as it had been pushed off
for reasons unknown to him and not needed to be known. Wings lifted near
perpendicular to the ground as he dropped down into the garden, immediately
disappearing beneath the special paneled shirt as soon as booted feet
touched the ground beneath. Casual looking attire, poet's type shirt
with those panels near invisible to the eye. Black pants with a wide
belt from which the empowered sword hung. Always. Since he was knighted.
"Only brief. And from Lyons. de Vimeure is elusive and secretive
with his return." He snorted, a soft sound of frustration. "As
if we do not know why."
Trevor glanced towards the door leading out to the Garden, aware of
another knight that had arrived. Amusement actually touched upon dark
eyes for the incident of Lazare testing this particular one. Who would
have known Lazare had a thing about heights? Ear attuned to Vincent as
well picking up on something else, had dark eyes lifted towards the
ceiling then back as another drink was taken from his tankard. Lean
acquired against the edge of the bar in an almost relaxed way. Something
about him one could wonder if he was ever really 'relaxed', like a
tiger waiting only to be up just as quick. "So, Dana could
return at any moment, wishing to surprise us or more, Lazare?" Or
maybe another reason as the last would imply, having a brow lift in what
He picked up on both the arrival in the garden and a lurking presence
upon the stairs. Neither were threatening. He brought up his drink and
touched it to his lips. He did, however, slant a momentary look to
Karina held her breath and her body still as one of the men below
glanced upward briefly, in her direction. But they did not seem to see
her, and so she shifted position quietly, bony knees starting to ache
from the crouching.
Vincent grunted out what might be a laugh if he was one prone to
amusement. "I have never known Dana to be predictable, nor have
She had no idea who this 'Dana' person was, nor what they were
discussing at all, but then, she rarely did. The trick was to remember
the details for sorting later, when they might make more sense.
"I've not known Lazare to be predictable either." The two of
them were probably more predictable but in that was one's mistake.
"You are welcome to come down, we don't bite. Well," glancing
to Vincent, "I cannot assure you on my comrade here."
Gabriel made use of the side door after having taken in the scents of
the garden though he didn't bring in any of the flowers with him.
"Good afternoon Sir Vincent, Sir Trevor. I hear Eion Quinn is to be
tested by your skills." Knowing well of those tests as he had gone
through them near a year ago. "I would like to be there if that is
not a problem." He had an interest in the Quinn family.
Good that Trevor handled that for the growl was building for the spying,
cowering female. He didn't allow it to surface though...yet.
"Afternoon, Vaughn." An uplift of chin also greeted the
knight. It was no surprise to him that word traveled fast.
Blink. What had that man said, in the midst of his conversation? Was he
talking to her? He hadn't so much as looked upstairs. Baffled,
Karina just glanced around for a moment. Didn't seem like he could've
been talking to anybody else. And so Karina popped up suddenly to
standing position. "Oh aye, there it is! Dropped somethin',"
she explained, as she slid one hand into the pocket of her baggy pants.
"Would you not really wish to socialize Miss, instead of hidden
away at the top of the stairs?" As it seemed she hadn't realize he
was talking to her though who else would he have been with those words?
Distracted to the knight they had come to know as friend and comrade.
"Sir Gabriel," being he had chosen to use titles. "I
personally don't see why not." Being he knew the knight would not
interfere. "In fact, if approved, you may wish to show him some of
"You are welcome to join in." Vincent added turning the
intensity of his gaze to the woman at the top of the stairs.
"I dunno, what sort of men are ye? Interesting enough ta warrent
good socializin'?" Karina quipped in return, bare feet bringing her
down the stairs at a jog. "Why, thankya," she added to the one
who's invited her to join them.
She may even misinterpret his offer to join in as being directed to her,
when in truth, it was to the knight and the day's training to come.
Vincent actually cringed internally realizing what he had said and
then...she accepted! There was a low, slow growl.
A sharp glance of aqua-colored eyes between the lot of them. Knights,
although she'd known that for several minutes now. Knights didn't always
sit well with her, in fact, they made her downright uncomfortable.
Though she'd never show it. Okay, well... maybe she would show it just a
TAD when that one seemed to growl at her. She gave that one a long stare
and then turned away, measuring steps to the bar.
Which had Trevor laugh. Like old times, Vincent growling at the women.
"Do not mind the beast within, he is actually harmless, possibly
just hasn't eaten. Though if his wife were here, he'd be more
Smart girl. But did she really think she could make it there before the
Dragon could reach her? He noted how she patted down the stairs
barefoot, her enthusiastic arrival. Harmless? Vincent's eyes narrowed,
almost into a smile, as he glanced to Trevor.
"I am Trevor," not using the titles as it was a relaxed
atmosphere within these walls. "Vincent and Gabriel,"
indicating each so there was no mistake who was who. "You are new
here, what name do you go by?"
And they were still talking to her. The one naming himself Trevor, at
least. A few paces still from the bar, the ragamuffin spun again to face
them, lifting her chin with a tight smile upon her face. "Pleasure,
gen'lemen. I be Karina."
Tankard of ale would be his choice this early in the afternoon and
something to quench his thirst. Dark eyes held a brief trace of blue and
gone, not fully turning at all. A nod given the woman before taking up a
stool near the two horsemen. "Karina, welcome to the lands."
Cordial greeting with a slight dip of his head.
"Karina," trying it out in the way it rolled off his tongue,
brogue was there of a Scotsman. The grin almost insufferable that turned
on Vincent for his look. There then back, "nice to meet you and
All Vincent offered was a nod of agreement. Whether he did agree or not,
didn't really matter.
"Aye, thankya," replied the girl, who in fact appeared too
young to yet be called a 'woman'. Perhaps sixteen or seventeen summers,
roundabouts. At least these blokes had recognized her as female, a
mistake easy to make, considering her boyish manner of dress and
beanpole frame. She eyed the silent one, Vincent, a second longer, then
turned again to resume her trek to the bar. Where was that tender?
Sixteen or seventeen was old enough to take the responsibility of a
woman. Regardless of her looks, she was definitely old enough to be
considered a woman, but was she mature enough?
Alex was there and over to see to what the lass needed. Trevor studied
her discreetly but said nothing. Hard to tell what he was thinking for
the otherwise stoic expression worn. There was something ... off.
"Hoy Alex," yes, she already knew the tender by name,
"Have anathing to fill the stomach? And I'll take an ale too if ye
will," Which in only moments had procured her a brimming tankard of
the brew, as Alex vanished briefly to the back to fetch some breakfast
leftovers. Meanwhile Karina turned, leaning her back against the bar
relaxing, whilst taking a bracing gulp. Whistling lightly to herself she
looked anywhere but at the Knights who seemed to be eyeing her. And as
the silence grew, so did an inescapable sense of paranoia. Perhaps they
were here for her. Surely they wouldn't send the city guard after
her for such a trinket.. but then.. the Captain wasn't the most
Not Gabriel. He was interested in his tankard of ale and own thoughts
about the nexus that would have them back in time, a prehistoric time by
what glimpses he got. A battle that would keep the future as they knew
A hint of concern finally filtered through, barely discernable over the
other. "You are traveling alone, no parents, guardians,
family?" She was young, there was no mistaking that. There were
others here her age.
Hoy? Dark brows were slowly on the rise with the girl's sass. Unlike the
others, he didn't look to the female, instead, he lifted his gaze to the
timepiece to check the hour.
She took another hasty sip of ale, beginning to think she ought to have
spied on them longer first. Wrapped up in her concerns she was a little
startled by Trevor's sudden question, and her sip turned into a brief
choked cough. "Aherm! Uh, aye. I mean nae. Traveling all on my
One word to her. "Why?" The shift from timepiece to girl was
slow, but soon that dark gaze centered on her.
He was about to ask another question for her reply but Vincent was quick
on the draw, near had him laughing as he'd not overwhelm the skittish
Turquoise hues slid instantly over to Vincent, the growling one, who'd
suddenly transformed his animal noises into real speech. Wasn't often
she got the question asked that directly, but her answer came easy
enough after all this time. "Me folks wanted tae send me off to
some sort of finishing school or some nonsense. So's I skipped town and
went tae sea instead."
His appraisal slid over her, head to toe then back up. "Nonsense?
You didn't feel you needed that." His real speech wouldn't continue
long, he shook his head, looking away from her.
"So, eventually they are going to find this out and do you think
they care about you enough to track you down? You are safe here
"No, I didn't," she replied emphatically to Vincent, raising
her chin proudly, along with a frown as if daring him to disagree.
Another sip of ale and back to Trevor. "Nah," she shrugged
carelessly, "And if they do I'll jus' skip town again, so."
Finishing off his tankard, setting it aside while taking a swipe over
his lips by the back of his free hand. "I will see you on the
king's field." Deciding to get in some practice while waiting.
"Nice to meet you Karina, stay safe," slight touch of a smile
before he headed out the side door taking him to the alleyway. From
there he would walk for a change, walking was good for exercise.
As if de Beauvais would enter into an argument with a lass about whether
she was lacking in the social graces a Lady should hold dear. Vincent
glanced to Gabriel with a nod.
"Aye, we'll see you there shortly, Gabriel." Most likely the
others would be waiting on them but then it was good for them to wait a
bit of time.
Phew! Looked like they were leaving soon. Surely if they'd been here to
arrest her, she'd already been clamped in irons. Karina relaxed then,
though these stoic men weren't exactly comforting company. A nod of
farewell to Gabriel as he departed.
"So, that will be the way of your life? Skipping town, always on
the run looking over your shoulder? Or will you take a stand, face them
down and tell them how you feel, agreeable or not to them?"
The look Karina directed at Trevor then was somewhat quizzical. In
truth, exasperation mingled with amusement at his words though for
reasons kept private. "Listen mate. The likelihood they'll ever
show up here is slim tae none. B'sides, what's the use worryin' about
something before it's even happened?"
Did she just call Trevor Cairns mate? "Seems she'll be sporting
that coward's stripe, Cairns." He added, with almost a tinge of
amusement to his tone. Almost. Vincent de Beauvais was rarely, very
A glance back to Vincent, and she just shrugged in a devil-may-care sort
of fashion, chasing it with another longer sip of ale.
"Some ladies look good in yellow." His features softening ever
so slightly with those words. "Others can't wear it at all." A
lingering gaze marked her, then he pushed up from where he sat at the
bar. "Don't get too comfortable in it...it doesn't become
you." He looked to Trevor then. "Sir Cairns..." He spoke,
making sure the girl knew mate was far from this man's respectable
title. "See you on the field."
"Then you need not skip town. Although," pausing here with a
hint of a smile, "I will never be your mate." Though a
nautical term he played on it anyway. "There is such a thing as
hindsight," though he could wonder if she ever exercised that idea.
Karina gazed evenly back at Vincent, the frown clear upon her features.
Oh she was biting her tongue to dissuade a sharp retort, something she
usually wouldn't practice. But again, these men clearly had power in
this town, no need to burn bridges just yet.
So she did have a little bit of smarts about her afterall. de Beauvais
was not the kind to speak back to. "Young miss." He offered to
her with that single nod.
When the Traugott cuckoo chimed on the half hour, it was time to
get to the king's field. His ale done and enjoyed he left the empty
there for Alex with a short message, "if anyone is looking for us,
you know where to send them if worth sending." Slightly cryptic but
Alex understood. "Have a good day Miss," directed to Karina
before he was heading out the same side door Gabriel had taken.
She just lifted her brows towards them in farewell, though the
expression faded to a scowl after they departed. Turning back to the bar
with a shake of the head and muttered, "Knights."