⚔ 2 - Colonial Rite

[orderispeace]

Who: Haytham Kenway & OPEN
What: Giving the gate guards a greeting
When: Dusk
Where: Ironwall, near the main gate
Rating: PG for snark

"Still guarding the gate are we?"

Haytham spoke casually as he approached the pair of guard blocking the main gateway out of town. It was a wonder that they bothered with the pretense of keeping them inside at all. It wouldn't be too difficult to find the weakness in a wall defense in a city of this size. There was too much area to protect and no where near the man power necessary to oversee everything.
But, this was only a test. How they would react to him was something Haytham very much wished to find the answer to.

"You're doing a fine job. I doubt it has moved an inch since you started."

As expected the guards raised their weapons at him as he came too near for their comfort, but from here he could catch a glimpse of the world beyond the wall. It looked, well, a bit pastoral actually. At least until the woods rose up in the distance.

"You do realize your efforts are entirely futile? If some one wished to leave it would be simple enough to do so."

Though Haytham made no move for his own weapons one of the guards took issue with his statements and moved close enough to give the smug man a shove. Hmm, not so well trained that they were above making a mistake it seemed. That move would have left the guard open to attack... again if the Templar really had any desire to attack.

"Shove off! Unless you want your eyes blackened!"

Haytham raised a staying hand, "I have no intention of initiating a battle. Fortunately for you, I have a few others things to see to today. However," his voice took on a slightly dangerous edge, "If it did come to blows you would suffer more than a simple black eye."

With his curiosity satisfied the Grand Master stepped away from the gate., allowing the guards the opportunity to relax again.

Comments

[rebonding]

Korra stood in the background, the small squabble having caught her ears. This was definitely her kinda guy, giving the rather pompous guards an earful. She couldn't help but to snicker as she watched.

"Nice," she said as the older man backed away from the gates. Because really, if enough of them tried hard enough, Korra was pretty sure that they could take these guys on.

[chittybang]

Asami only caught the last part of the exchange while passing by with a horse at her side. It was her new best friend Chewy's evening walk around town, and as she stopped to observe, the horse's nose bumped her cheek. She was used to it at this point, head tilting away while looking dubiously at Haytham. It was a town matter, so it sort of involved her; she had a right to ask.

"What was that all about?"

Her expression was unchanging as the horse expelled a huff against her hair.

[assiduous]

[ AND THEN THE ENTIRE KORRA CAST TAGGED HAYTHAM.

mako is on his way back from a short test run at the castle — to practice and maybe find some extra stuff to sell, though any spoils he carries are hidden in impetro. in his dark blue mages' coat he almost blends in with the shadows cast by the gate, his red scarf a brushstroke of color around his shoulders.

his experiences with the guards have been... weird, to say the least, but this is the first time he's seen someone try and talk shit (and maybe get hit!!?). i mean, sure this guy is packin' but...

dude you wanna do it in less obviously out of town clothes? mako is just side-eyeing the fuck outta this dude. ]