A quick second RP. This one elaborating on the ending of the previous. Aldrakar arriving at Talratheon Estate in Giask. Enjoy!
A quick visit
The ship that had carried Aldrakar over the mirror sea between D'hara and Luria was still in port. Its crew enjoying the taverns and various drinking holes that the docklands were rich in. Rumor spread about a ted haired woman that was supposed to have tamed a lion but then again don't give much credence to rumors. They're usually wrong.
With a small company of mounted men, their number just over the 5 fingers of a man's hand did Aldrakar arrive at the old Ducal Palace of Giask. The structure was as lavish as it was large. Gardens the size of city blocks, fountains spacious enough to hold bath parties in and stables with enough cot's to house a full company of horsemen twice over! The outer walls of the complex looked damaged, vandalized even. Foul incribings upon the rock, dirt staining the pristine white and even dried blood if you really paid attention.
Riding up to the arched gatehouse saw the group of 7 horsemen easily allowed in. There was some benefit to bearing the Imperial Banner after all. Maybe it was the close relation House Renodin had with House Talratheon. The horses were left in the care of the stable master and several servants tried their best to keep a pack of hunting dogs at bay as they barked loudly at the arrival of the newcomers. Aldrakar smiled freely as he took in the amazing sights. Wide avenues leading away from the Gatehouse towards the various main buildings of which the Talratheon estate was comprised of. Lush with vegetation and dotted with impressive statues. A streak of uncertainty skirted across his face and it must've shown. At least it did to an aged and whitehaired butler, servant or whatever his title was. He enjoyed some respect from the lesser servants and apparently he felt it his place to address Aldrakar. ''This way your Lordship.'' The man bowed down and made a grand gesture which indicated one of the main buildings.
Walking with the aged servant Aldrakar dismissed his men to rest in the common barracks on the estate and they in turn saluted and were bad enough not to hide their gleaful grins at the prospect of Exploring this place for themselves. The old servant led Aldrakar to a large and tall if not decorated door upon which he knocked. A looking slit opened and youthful eyes peered out. A hushed intake of breath preceded the large door from opening as the looking slit closed and allowing both Aldrakar and the old servant inside.
They made their way to a reception room, a waiting room really. It was majestic and opulent as only the Masters of Giask could afford. Carefully taking a seat on one of the neatly arranged cushioned benches Aldrakar took off his dark brown leather gloves and ran a hand through his mane of sun blond hair. Waiting patiently on word if the Mistress of the Estate was present and had some time for him.
