#hildingr

[woolhaven-defender]

What are the orientations of Hildingr, Sabok and Sgain, out of curiosity?

Hildinger is gay, because we all love old and guilt-filled homos in this house, Sabok is bi-curious, and despite being pressed about a god who used her Sgain is pansexual

[crimsonfluidessence]

"I believe that is all for business now," Ferrant said with a nod as he looked over the signature. The faintest hint of a little devious twinkle formed in his eyes at his next phrase. "Be sure to stop by and speak with Hildingr by the kitchens before you leave, however. Its about the time he is away from his shift, and should have something for you as a parting gift."

"A parting gift?" Esredes asked as he stood up. "Well, that is unexpected, but very well. I will do just that." He nodded. "Please take care for the rest of the day and those to come, Ferrant." And with that, he went to leave. ...And immediately went looking for the kitchens. That twinkle hadn't escaped his notice. What was down there?

At the table there was the Ala Mhigan man. Eating... some sort of pasty? He waved upon seeing Esredes approach, looking more relaxed than he had at the guard post. "'Ello there, Rosemond. Hope yer meeting went well."

Esredes, in turn, seems to have had the tension in his muscles escape from their first meeting, and he looked upon and approached Hildingr more simply and without as much hesitation, his eyes open in nature this time. "I think it did. Ferrant said there was something down here for me?"

"Ah that!" There's a box wrapped in a cloth at the table as well on second glance. "Our dear lord 'ad the chef's whip somethin' up for ya. Somethin' to do with tarts? An' oranges?" There was a wink on the last comment. It was exactly tarts and oranges. Orange tarts.

Esredes... raises quite the eyebrow as he opens the box and observes the contents. He blinks multiple times, looks at Hildingr, then the box, then back to him. "...How... did he know anything of my taste in food."

"Always been damned good at findin' the most obscure of details he 'as. Not surprised he figured tha' one out frankly. Hope they're good. I tend more towards the bitter kind myself. Cranberries an' the like. But to each their own, aye!" He chuckles a little at his own statements. As if there was some joke Esredes was missing. "Point is, Ferrant cares 'bout ya already, don't go forgettin' that too soon."

Esredes continued staring at the box while he talked. He couldn't figure out he was a knight commander, or a dragon, he didn't even know he could transform, but he could figure out he liked oranges. That made a lot of sense.

I think I’ve found the most hilarious, at least to me, orange meme joke so far. I just live for these kind of reactions out of him.

@heartofthefury