Hood had stolen Gisborne's land? And...good God, Guy had a sister?! At that moment, Bran was eternally grateful that he had not chosen to take a drink of wine or bite of meat when Nicholas spoke. The knight should have felt equal relief, for his face would have sported a spray of said comestibles. Or perhaps the food would have just lodged in Bran's windpipe. Either way, luck had smiled on the Cymry.
Bran coughed into his sleeve to hide his surprise, but couldn't disguise it entirely. Cach, he'd rather take a punch in he stomach than have new catch him so offguard
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Bran laughed at Nicholas's speculations, not to mention his new title for the mercenary. Ah, if the knight only knew! Saracens, Saecsons, Ffreincs... Generally whoever posed a threat or annoyance made fair game. "Be it with blessings or with curses, it will be an interesting visit! I only hope you are strong enough to restrain a madman such as myself," he added with a grin and chuckle.
"Now, if you will excuse me, I must refill my plate." He nodded to the almost-empty platter in his left hand. "I look forward to our visit with the utmost pleasure, Good Sir Nicholas." With a last smile and nod, Bran turned and headed back toward the refreshment tables. He could no doubt make off with a bit for Rhys.
Bran coughed into his sleeve to hide his surprise, but couldn't disguise it entirely. Cach, he'd rather take a punch in he stomach than have new catch him so offguard ( ... )
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"Now, if you will excuse me, I must refill my plate." He nodded to the almost-empty platter in his left hand. "I look forward to our visit with the utmost pleasure, Good Sir Nicholas." With a last smile and nod, Bran turned and headed back toward the refreshment tables. He could no doubt make off with a bit for Rhys.
((OOC: Sounds like a plan!))
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