[M D1] The Princes Arrive

[Ferris Cafferen]

Hearing the word 'Menagerie' Ferris was quite sure someone was talking about him. Pulling back his hood he revealed his groomed facial hair and gave the man a smile.

''My steed is being taken to the stables by one of the horsemaster's hand. I would have done it myself but the pup had other ideas''

[Kevan Dunn]

"So you animals don't live in harmony?" Kevan inquired, trying small talk.

[Gwenyth Snow]

Awkward.

"Something like that I am sure. Lawless types, and dishonorable ones." He smiled, though it was a bit tense.

"I meant no offence at all." He wasn't sweating exactly.

Gwen nodded, trusting that he didn't mean to say it to be cruel or be a meanie. "It's ok," she offered with a small smile. "The Old Gods don't make them mean, just like the new Gods don't make people mean."

[Ferris Cafferen]

He looked at Dustyfor a second before returning his attention to the stranger

''The pup is being headstrong...'' he grinned ''...a normal thing for his age.''

He extended a hand forward

''I am Ferris Cafferen''

[Cassana Algood]

"I possess training with most weapons Milady, a lance is not one I commonly use though." They were a knights weapon for the most part after all.

"Aye, and I want to study those differences." He frowned softly. "Not sure how much good it might do, but if like to learn what I can."

The blonde noblewoman nodded. "An admirable pursuit then." She smirked. "Perhaps you will become a knight with such diligence, Derrick. The Gods may favor you in such a way."

[Kevan Dunn]

It was duly grasped. The shaved man regarded the unshaved one with curiosity.

"Kevan Dunn."

[Ferris Cafferen]

Now it was Ferris's turn to raise an eyebrow as he exchanged the grasp

''You seem to have a question on you mind, my lord''

[Kevan Dunn]

"Just the usual. Why are you here, Lord Cafferen? To joust?"

[Ferris Cafferen]

Ferris could not repress a chuckle

''Sadly no, I am but a poor jouster. I am here mostly the marksmanship test and, gods willing, a hunt.''

He rested his hands on his belt

''And yourself?''

[Kevan Dunn]

"To secure some life goals. Like knighthood and marriage. The rest is a means to that end." Kevan smiled.

[Ferris Cafferen]

''I am sure that what you seek is within reach.''

Still the Dunnman did not seem to be younger then him, not by much anyway.

[Kevan Dunn]

"We'll see about that." Kevan shrugged, looking at the Targaryen banners. "Things do or do not pan out if they depend on just a few instances."

[Arwyn Forrester]

Awkward.

"Something like that I am sure. Lawless types, and dishonorable ones." He smiled, though it was a bit tense.

"I meant no offence at all." He wasn't sweating exactly.

She nods in agreement with Gwen. "I understand... my apologies, my lord. You gave no offense," she replies, shaking her heads. "Perhaps we can speak a bit more about serious topics later, though."

"The tournament proper begins tomorrow... You'll be competing? I didn't wish to assume."

[Ferris Cafferen]

''As long as one does not lose sight of his game, it is is not yet lost'' he replied, not sure on how this conversation should go

[Ulrich Reyne]

As he moved around in the crowd, he happened to bump in a young man, wearing the sigil of the tree. It was always a surprise to see a Northern house venture out of their lands, much less out in this direction.

"My my, a Northerner way down here." Ulrich looks at the boy with a smile. "Come to take on the challenge?"

Marqus turned to see who had bumped in to him and gave a grin when it turned out not to be a cutpurse.

"You've got a keen eye! Aye, I'm here to represent my family. Haven't seen many others from up our way, but I was at King's Landing so it wasn't far to come."

He offered a hand.

"I'm Marqus Forrester. Good to meet you, Ser...?"

He reaches out his hand and claps his in return, squeezing it firmly with a smile. "Ulrich Reyes. Pleasure to meet you, Marqus Forrester." He gives him a once over and nods. "Forrester, eh? What I thought. Fine craftsmen, Forresters. Shields are as well known as the men behind them. Come here for the joust itself, or hope to partake in other displays of combat?"

[Derrick]

The blonde noblewoman nodded. "An admirable pursuit then." She smirked. "Perhaps you will become a knight with such diligence, Derrick. The Gods may favor you in such a way."

He fidgeted slightly trying to repress the urge to frown. "I don't think I'd make a very good knight Milady. I don't know much of anything besides fighting."

"I suppose you never know what life may have in store though."

[Cassana Algood]

He fidgeted slightly trying to repress the urge to frown. "I don't think I'd make a very good knight Milady. I don't know much of anything besides fighting."

"I suppose you never know what life may have in store though."

"You may not have the current makings of a knight but that may change. A knight present at this tournament may see it fit to bestow such a title upon you." She then let out a soft sigh. "There is more than fighting though. Perhaps someone could teach you about the virtues expected of such a position."

[Derrick]

"Well I'm not really expecting such a thing to happen, so I'll think about all of that after the fact." He could probably just not talk until he learned the ruled after all.

"I've got more then enough to take care of as it is after all." Helping train ladies wanting to be knights was just one of those.

[Marqus Forrester]

He reaches out his hand and claps his in return, squeezing it firmly with a smile. "Ulrich Reyes. Pleasure to meet you, Marqus Forrester." He gives him a once over and nods. "Forrester, eh? What I thought. Fine craftsmen, Forresters. Shields are as well known as the men behind them. Come here for the joust itself, or hope to partake in other displays of combat?"

"Ser Ulrich Reyne, from the Westerlands then. Pleasure's mine." He smiled warmly. "Aye, it's good to know our name is out there. We're actually starting to look at new markets. If you're interested we could chat about it sometime? Can't beat a Forrester shield for taking a beating instead of your face."

His enthusiasm was infectious. Marqus chuckled and tapped the hilt of his sword. "I'm planning to take part in every combat event they'll let me sign up for. Yourself?"

[Ulrich Reyne]

"I wouldn't be against it for my own House, for sure. Algood, whom I travel with, may also be interested. I will send word to them of your House's interest."

It wouldn't be something so bad for him to consider. A Raven home may do the trick.

"As for me, I won't be jousting. Not the best action for myself. Other forms of combat I may yet consider. If nothing else a few sparring matches between myself and some up and coming warriors, such as yourself, would make the trip worthwhile."

He wasn't much with a blade, but give him a mace or a spear and he could be impressive.

[Marqus Forrester]

Marqus smiled at the positive response. "Sounds great, all of it. Well, if you want to talk Ironwood at any point let me know. Maybe there's other things the Forresters, Reynes and Algoods could be working towards too?"

That would surprise his father. Taking business at a tourney...

"Anyway, if you're up for some sparring I'm always keen to learn something new. I've got lots of time to train. Need to get out on the archery range too."

[Warryn Wydman]

She nods in agreement with Gwen. "I understand... my apologies, my lord. You gave no offense," she replies, shaking her heads. "Perhaps we can speak a bit more about serious topics later, though."

"The tournament proper begins tomorrow... You'll be competing? I didn't wish to assume."

"That is my hope aye. I will speak to the steward later today about my intentions." He smiled at the ladies. "I would be happy to my ladies. I hope you will observe if I do compete?"

[Cassana Algood]

"Well I'm not really expecting such a thing to happen, so I'll think about all of that after the fact." He could probably just not talk until he learned the ruled after all.

"I've got more then enough to take care of as it is after all." Helping train ladies wanting to be knights was just one of those.

"If you were expecting it to happen, then you would already be striving towards it. I am certain that any knighthood bestowed upon you would be a surprise, Derrick," she stated with a small smile.

Cassana pondered on his last words for a moment. "I cannot imagine you would have many more duties than you do now. If you were landed, then you would have much more to attend to."

[Derrick]

Derrick wasn't even sure it was a surprise he would want... Being a knight seemed like something he simply wasn't made for, banquet halls, jousts, perhaps even wooing a lady? Not like he could say no if someone offered it though. "Aye it certainly would be a surprise." He smirked slightly. "You don't intend to put the idea in someone's head do you?" He asked rather certain she didn't intend anything of the sort.

"Perhaps not? Wouldn't I have to go to fancy parties and things like that though?'

[Kevan Dunn]

''As long as one does not lose sight of his game, it is is not yet lost'' he replied, not sure on how this conversation should go

"A marksman's advice? I'll take it." Kevan smirked, having no clear intent behind the conversation either.