Siege Engineer

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dinadanhirhyfelwr‌:

I see.” Dinadan’s eyes swept over the scene and he sighed internally. Law would be on the side of the cart owner - theft was theft, and a man defending his property, no matter how zealously, was no crime. But the boy was thin, dirty, his clothes patched - Dinadan’s guess was that he had tried to take it for warmth, and, morally, he could not condemn a child foor that. “Has an agreement been reached?”

Were it not for his familiarity with the very situation that the boy was in Cadeyrn wouldn’t have so much as bothered. He’d had brushes with the law on numerous occasions when he had been a boy and as such he already knew how this was more than likely going to go. It was lucky for him and the child he protected that this particularly knight wasn’t as hotheaded as the cart owner. “No” he admitted, “That’s what all the ruckus was”

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dinadanhirhyfelwr‌:

“Oh, really?” Dinadan stepped forward, surveying the overturned cart, the boy and the irate driver with raised eyebrows. He certainly had no wish to try and mediate a dispute in the middle of the street but he would be remiss if he saw things escalating and didn’t make an attempt to step in and calm things down before the guard or another knight had to be sent for. “Then what is it?”

“The cart overturned and the boy began snatching fallen hay” Cadeyrn explained, “To be mad at the theft is one thing, but there is no need to treat him so harshly. It’s not as if he ran off” he said, gesturing towards the lad that still stood among them, “I merely intervened”

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camelotsownseamstress‌:

Elsa caught herself staring at him for a moment before she shook her head and put on another smile. “What can I do for you, master Cadeyrn?” she asked, wondering for a split second if he perhaps came to collect payment for fixing her roof. But he wouldn’t.. would he?

“Oh...uh - I was just in the area and saw” he said, gesturing in the direction that Elsa’s customer had gone, “Guess I just wanted to make sure all is well”

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camelotsownseamstress‌:

“It happens sometimes,” she admitted hesitantly but followed the confession with a reassuring smile. “But it’s nothing I couldn’t manage. There are still plenty of paying customers who are loyal and pay on time. It’s not… too bad.”

Even if it were a more frequent problem there wasn’t something that Cadeyrn could have done about it. He just wanted to be sure that she was alright and that was more than a little troubling. “I’m glad to hear that”

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camelotsownseamstress‌:

Something in her moved when she saw Cadeyrn. As if all her strength had left her at that moment and she wanted to run towards him and hide in his arms and just forget about the world. But that was not Elsa, she refused to show that much weakness in front of someone who, although not a complete stranger, still was fairly new in her life and she wasn’t quite sure where to place him. “Mister Cadeyrn,” she smiled. “I’ve not seen you in a while, how have you been?” She hoped he didn’t see much of the scene, but deep down she knew he probably did.”It’s nothing; just some trouble with a customer, really.”

In his time away from her he had stayed mostly in the camp organizing the information he had obtained about Camelot into something that made some semblance of sense. By this point he was near certain that he knew the city fairly well. The only thing left unexplored was the palace but he would get to that in due time. “Is this a frequent problem?” he asked, thinking of her and her child. This was her livelihood and if this was her day to day than it couldn’t possibly be an easy one. 

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dinadanhirhyfelwr‌:

Although he wasn’t officially on patrol, being a knight walking around tended to make people a bit nervous and Dinadan preferred to go unnoticed anyway, so he kept his hood up and his head down as he wandered through the city. Regardless, it would have been practically impossible to miss the fight beginning - the raised voices carried down the street and people were beginning to shuffle to the sides to get out of the way.

Dinadan kept behind the crowds as he moved closer. Whether he wanted to get involved or not, he couldn’t see anyone else nearby and if it looked like things would escalate … When he finally got to the culprits and began to gather what was going on, he couldn’t help rolling his eyes. “Are you serious?”

Brawls outside the tavern weren’t near so common in this city than they were in others that Cadeyrn had lived in. It did seem however that building materials were of an immense value, which is perhaps why when a cart of hay turned over the boy scrambled to take as much as he could. Based on the holes in the ceiling of Elsa’s shop Cadeyrn could only guess that many of the others were exactly the same. That didn’t stop him from understanding the point of view of the cart driver who jumped down from his overturned cart to pull the boy away. For years he had lived on the streets, committing petty theft more times than he could possibly count but never this blatantly. Just as things started to look bad Cadeyrn was prepared to intervine on the boy’s behalf the owner of the cart turned on him. “It is nothing like what it looks like”

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grandmistressofbows‌:

“Do you think we deserve it?” she asked, ripping a tuft of grass from the ground and playing with it absent-mindedly. “That we have the right to come and seize the city? What makes it better than any of our cities, in your eyes?” Hairud glanced at him, biting on one of the grass straws.

“I think that’s a very loaded set of questions” Cadeyrn responded as he eyes scanned the skyline he had been drawing and contemplated them each in turn, “It’s land and we want more of it. I’m not close enough to our rulers to know if it was ever more than that. And what do you believe?”

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maeve-the-mercenary‌:

Maeve nodded after a moment, taking in the view of Camelot as the sat up there. It was almost felt like home in a way, because the only person she ever cared about more than her work was there. “It certainly is,” Maeve confirmed with a nod, “Interesting people too”.

Truth be told, Cadeyrn had not conversed with many of Camelot’s citizens. He preferred to observe. Of the few he had exchanged words with though he definitely had to concede Maeve’s point, “It would seem so. Have you taken a liking to it then?” 

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ladyofthefountain‌:

Laudine had gone for a walk with her handmaiden, wanting to clear her mind and reconsider her approach to her quest. The world was in that space between summer and autumn, where the days were getting colder and the leaves beginning to turn rich shades of gold and copper, but the sun was still shining brightly down on them. It was lovely to walk through Camelot, but Laudine could not help thinking of her home and how Broceliande would be showing an even richer, more vibrant array of colour.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t realise there was anyone else around until the soft greeting broke through the air. Turning, she saw for the first time the man seated nearby, looking out over the city as he sketched it. “Good morning,” she said. “Apologies, I didn’t meant to disturb you.”

Though the hillside provided solitude it would be ridiculous for Cadeyrn to believe that it would constantly remain so, and as such he wasn’t upset or even surprised by this strangers approach. “I suspect you have disturbed me just as much as I have you” he replied, his eyes drifting past the woman and to the skyline beyond them before turning back and looking at her, “Did you venture this far to seek quiet?”

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grandmistressofbows‌:

Hairud couldn’t stop thinking about what Mildryd had told her. Could her brother really be so close? Could he have been there this whole time? Somehow she didn’t have the courage to find out, not yet. She wasn’t prepared for the potential disappointment if it wasn’t him after all. She wasn’t sure why she thought that taking a walk closer to the city would be wise or beneficial, but Hairud found herself heading there anyway. Noticing the man, she was startled at first but realised she’d seen him around the camp. Hesitantly she approached him, dropping on the ground next to him. “It’s strangely fascinating, isn’t it?” she asked, glancing at the sketch in his hands and then back at the city laying in front of them.

Cadeyrn would say that her sentiment was a bit of an understatement. Before joining the Saxons he had spent much of his life drifting from place to place, hunting down his next meal and waiting until he might be chased out again and never in all of that time had he found a place quite like Camelot. Of course, there had been stories about it that he had heard on the road or been told by Ebba and her mother after they had adopted him - but nothing had done it justice. The siege engineer was completely enticed by the city and it’s incredibly allure. “I can see why we want it” he replied, nodding in agreement to her question. 

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camelotsownseamstress‌:

“No, wait you can’t just-…” Elsa ran after the noblewoman who just stormed out of her house. She held a dress in her hand, waving it in the woman’s direction, but she continued walking without turning around. The seamstress groaned in frustration, throwing her arms in the air, almost as if she wanted to shove the dress on the ground. “I have a child to feed, you know?!” she cried after the disinterested woman, not caring about anyone who might be observing the scene.

It had been since the night of the masquerade ball that he had last seen her. Cadeyrn had known before he had even met her that he would develop a soft spot for this woman, but he hadn’t truly known just how much until that night. He had convinced himself to stay away because the last thing she needed was someone like him in her life. She had a daughter to think about, and that did not invite room for a street rat turned Saxon. Even now he had convinced himself that the only reason he had come by was to make sure that her roof hadn’t sprung any more leaks. It was a matter of pride, not of caring. Seeing her in distress chipped at the barrier he had built up though and he couldn’t help but approach her, “What’s wrong?”

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maeve-the-mercenary‌:

Maeve was out riding her big stallion, knowing that he needed to stretch his legs and since she knew most of the movements within the forest, she knew she could do so without attracting too much attention. She was trotting up a hill that overlooked the city when her eyes fell on a familiar face. Her hands were about to tug her horse in the opposite direction but when he spoke, she decided to bit the bullet and speak to. “Hello,” she nodded, dismounting and letting go of the reins, knowing he was never a horse that would go far. After a moment she sat down next to him, “Good view up here”.

It had been some time since he had seen the woman, but Cadeyrn had had a feeling that she hadn’t wandered far from Camelot in her absence. Information that she had gathered for the Saxon encampment had been of great use to him while trying to conduct plans of siege and it was the loss of such things that had brought the siege engineer to try his lot within Camelot. “It is. Camelot is an interesting place” he conceeded, eyeing the buildings spotting the skyline as he spoke. 

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inogen-magiciansassitant‌:

Studies long forgotten, Inogen felt the need to explore her home a little more. Even if she had done so numerous times already this week, she just couldn’t sit still. Her adventures had taken her past the blacksmiths quarry, around the corner of one of the more rowdy bars in the square, and out toward the edge of town. The hood of her clock stayed atop her head, not that anyone knew who she was, Inogen just preferred to stay hidden. Fat lot of good that did when she heard a gruff voice speak in her direction. Eyes widen slightly, as she looked around, hoping that the man was speaking to someone else. When no one else made their appearance, Inogen bit at her lip before speaking. “H-Hello..” 

There weren’t many people who Cadeyrn actually recognized within the confines of Camelot, so it wasn’t much of a surprise that he didn’t have the slightest clue who the maid before him was. Her seeming shyness didn’t escape him as he watched in bemusement while she looked around to ensure it was she whom he addressed. “Exploring?” he questioned, looking from her and back to the drawing in his lap. 

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His interest in architecture and the art of battle had began when he was a lad. Usually he was busy within the Saxon encampment creating and scraping plans of what their movements on Camelot could be, but today he found there was not much for him to do. Though he didn’t care to admit it the kingdom truly was a spectacle which was why he found himself seated atop the hills just on the outskirts of town sketching everything that he could see from this vantage point. It was during an upwards glance that he noticed someone approaching. Unsure how, or even if, he should greet them he muttered a quiet, “Hey” before returning his attention to his sketch. 

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camelotsownseamstress:

Elsa kept checking on him as he worked, making sure he didn’t need anything and that he drank enough water as he worked. The last thing she needed was her blessing falling off the ladder. In the meantime, she would finish what she intended to work on that day and made enough food for Cadeyrn to be able to eat dinner with them. She also managed to notice that Rosa became increasingly interested in the big man sitting on their roof, as she called him. 

When he announced he was done with his work, Elsa handed him yet another tin cup of water and looked up to the roof. “Thank you so much!” she breathed in disbelief. “I surely would’ve fallen down if I tried it myself.”

Dwellings within the Saxon encampment were actually rather rudimentary as compared to houses and as such it was incredibly nice to actually be able to employ one of his rarely used skills. Cadeyrn had labored happily, actually glad to be of help to someone who seemed so grateful for it. “It really was no trouble” he replied, “I’m happy to save you from falling”

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I Never Should Have Let Them Dance | Elsa & Cadeyrn | Event

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camelotsownseamstress:

Elsa felt slightly awkward when she set her hands on his shoulder and in his big hand; the last time she actually danced with a man was with her husband and that was a history. The tingling in her stomach was quite the same as back then, that much she remembered. She tried to listed carefully if she’d be able to catch at least an echo of the music from the castle but it seemed she might have to at least imagine it. Looking up at him nervously, she let him lead however he seemed fit for their strange dance.

As a side effect of having spent most of his life on the streets Cadeyrn had never actually been taught how to dance. He had witnessed it only on a handful of occasions, most notably during an instance of spying on a wealthy family while they held a ball so that he might make off with a bit of coin and a decent meal for the evening. To him it looked as if they just moved in squares and that seemed simple enough to him. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too painfully obvious to her that he had absolutely no clue what he was doing. Music echoed down from the palace and he looked down at her, nervous for the very first time in her presence, as he began to steer her about the room in steps he made up on the spot. 

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lordfloris:

Sitting up on his knees Floris’ hands ran along the larger man’s back. He hadn’t been much of a talker but he’d be quite entertaining as a lover. Floris smiled, “Why did you not enjoy yourself?” He asked arching a brow before relaxing back into the bed, “Because it doesn’t seem the case..” he pointed out letting his hand rest on his own chest. Floris had only just returned to Camelot, and he truly had missed the people there. But this was a new stranger, and, Floris found himself intrigued. “You are surprisingly generous in bed,” he offered tilting his head to the side as he watched the other.

“Surprisingly?” Cadeyrn questioned, his brow arched as he shifted to face the other man in the bed, “Did you not expect it to be so?”. His back arched as he stretched and then turned fully towards his companion. The Saxon was a rather large man and it was well known to him that his presence intimidated many around him. Partnered with his rather steely nature it meant that bed partners weren’t incredibly frequent, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know what he was doing.