Be our guest (Day 3 LE)

[Kaliya Redding]

Kaliya straightened, her hands lingering as she slowly drew back from Tal. Moving to the other two knights, she sought to take a hand of each of them, to draw them to their feet and lead them inside the tent, if they wished to accept. "No need to be shy, Lorrd Warryn," she purred, "it is all in good fun."

[Ser Ywain Kestrel]

"Very well," Ywain said with a nod as he fell in with her, "It is warmer inside."

[Talieas Corbray]

It certainly was warmer inside. "I'll bring the bottles. Go ahead." Tal encourages, giving a bit of a chuckle as he gets up.

[Warryn Wydman]

"I'll have to say no to that lovely offer all." Warryn smiled as he stood up. "Today has taken more out of me than I thought. Best of fun to you all, though." He grinned and waved to the others.

[Kaliya Redding]

Kaliya paused a moment, "of courrse, Lorrd Warryn," she turned her attention briefly to the other knights, "I shall join you in just a hearrtbeat, allow me a moment forr a worrd with yourr Lorrd." She took Warryn's arm and murmured something to him, sotto voce, before curtsying and heading inside.

[Ser Ywain Kestrel]

Ywain nodded and ducked inside. It gave him a chance to assemble his thoughts on the moment.

By the Stranger that was just my one chance to slip away gracefully. Alright, relax, just go with the flow.

He sipped a little more mead.

[Talieas Corbray]

The other knight lingered around outside to find out what was happening, but without passing comment.

[Kaliya Redding]

Kaliya linked her arm through Tal's, "time to up the challenge, would you agree?"

[Talieas Corbray]

"By all means Lady Kaliya." He would let her lead the way, giving Warryn a quick grin as they ducked into his tent.

[Kaliya Redding]

It was warmer inside, and Kaliya was grateful for that. Considering the younger knight, she tapped a finger thoughtfully against her lips. "An easy one forr you," she opened, "I challenge you to demonstrrate forr us yourr best featurre, whatsoeverr you considerr it to be." She smiled slyly, looking him up and down.

[Ser Ywain Kestrel]

"Oh, hmmm, uh, let me think," Ywain said with a blush forming as his mind drifted in thought and strayed a moment longer than intended on the lips that spoke to him, "My strength I'd guess? I'm not some brute or anything but I'm stronger than this one," He said giving a nudge to Tal.

"As for demonstrating it... I guess," he said beginning to work his way through the buttons of his jacket, "I could just show you them and maybe pick something up?" The last bit he asked in a way that implied he was open to suggestions of what that should be.