Re: The Pelennor Fields, Osgiliath, The Northern Fiefdoms (Free RP)
Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2024 8:39 am
@Lantaelen
Lieutenant Arnyn Dealedwen
Harlond - Autumn
That Abrazimir looked away from her searching gaze, that his shoulders lifted and fell in accordance with his sigh... was telling. When he agreed to abide by the conditions set forth by the King, he spoke in the singular and added a condition on behalf of Thormaetha. If she had not known him as a man on honour, the Lieutenant would have interjected there, about how she expected not only him but also his men to follow these orders, and that he would need to make sure that they would. But Arnyn did know Abrazimir Dimaethor as a man of his word. Therefore, she merely nodded, waiting to see if he would say any more as his eyes returned to look at her.
He confirmed once more to abide by the King's orders, then, speaking not only for himself but also for his warriors. And he made her a promise. The Lieutenant's expression grew serious but also appreciative in recognition of the effort she could see this required of the man in front of her.
Abrazimir's admission that it would be difficult, cast a faint, wry smile over her lips - one that did not reach the eyes. Yes, it would definitely be difficult. In more ways than one. Every aspect of it came with challenges. Some similar to what she knew, some very distinct. The latter ones... made it all the more demanding.
The knight's comment about cooler heads prevailing, made her draw in a slow breath. Would her rangers be able to keep their heads cool? Mourgan? Kaylin? Might even Pele slip at some point perhaps, despite how far she had come? Abrazimir had pinpointed one of the concerns that lay heavy on the Lieutenant's shoulders.
Cooler heads, superior in rank... So many who trusted in the guidance Pele and Arnyn would provide. Thankfully - for without such trust the mission would be doomed before it even began. Unfortunately concerning this particular endeavour, the trust that was being given to her - while Arnyn was one who usually thrived on trust - felt impossible to live up to. Like a weighted blanket pressing her down, threatening to crush every bone in her body.
Not that this should be known or seen by any. As ever, Arnyn was in control. Of thought, emotion and bearing.
And so, the Lieutenant nodded once more. "Several of the Rangers have a past with Umbar or some specific individuals within its borders," she spoke genuinely. "For them, it is a personal matter in case they were to find themselves in the presence of certain people. I believe - and hope - to have a good grasp on which of the enemy might provide a challenge to our own. For I think such knowledge is important for the leadership." She paused. "In your case, clearly Devedir Thormaetha will provide a challenge." That, she had not known. "Is this true for the rest of your crew, as well, Sir? And once we have taken their vessel and these pirates have been dealt with - will there then be anyone else who might tempt that sword on your belt beyond the absolute necessity? For I do know that Keket Halsad would go to great lengths to get his hands on you. I cannot help but wonder if the sentiment is mutual."
Lieutenant Arnyn Dealedwen
Harlond - Autumn
That Abrazimir looked away from her searching gaze, that his shoulders lifted and fell in accordance with his sigh... was telling. When he agreed to abide by the conditions set forth by the King, he spoke in the singular and added a condition on behalf of Thormaetha. If she had not known him as a man on honour, the Lieutenant would have interjected there, about how she expected not only him but also his men to follow these orders, and that he would need to make sure that they would. But Arnyn did know Abrazimir Dimaethor as a man of his word. Therefore, she merely nodded, waiting to see if he would say any more as his eyes returned to look at her.
He confirmed once more to abide by the King's orders, then, speaking not only for himself but also for his warriors. And he made her a promise. The Lieutenant's expression grew serious but also appreciative in recognition of the effort she could see this required of the man in front of her.
Abrazimir's admission that it would be difficult, cast a faint, wry smile over her lips - one that did not reach the eyes. Yes, it would definitely be difficult. In more ways than one. Every aspect of it came with challenges. Some similar to what she knew, some very distinct. The latter ones... made it all the more demanding.
The knight's comment about cooler heads prevailing, made her draw in a slow breath. Would her rangers be able to keep their heads cool? Mourgan? Kaylin? Might even Pele slip at some point perhaps, despite how far she had come? Abrazimir had pinpointed one of the concerns that lay heavy on the Lieutenant's shoulders.
Cooler heads, superior in rank... So many who trusted in the guidance Pele and Arnyn would provide. Thankfully - for without such trust the mission would be doomed before it even began. Unfortunately concerning this particular endeavour, the trust that was being given to her - while Arnyn was one who usually thrived on trust - felt impossible to live up to. Like a weighted blanket pressing her down, threatening to crush every bone in her body.
Not that this should be known or seen by any. As ever, Arnyn was in control. Of thought, emotion and bearing.
And so, the Lieutenant nodded once more. "Several of the Rangers have a past with Umbar or some specific individuals within its borders," she spoke genuinely. "For them, it is a personal matter in case they were to find themselves in the presence of certain people. I believe - and hope - to have a good grasp on which of the enemy might provide a challenge to our own. For I think such knowledge is important for the leadership." She paused. "In your case, clearly Devedir Thormaetha will provide a challenge." That, she had not known. "Is this true for the rest of your crew, as well, Sir? And once we have taken their vessel and these pirates have been dealt with - will there then be anyone else who might tempt that sword on your belt beyond the absolute necessity? For I do know that Keket Halsad would go to great lengths to get his hands on you. I cannot help but wonder if the sentiment is mutual."