Queen's Gambit
Seventeenth Day of Elnu-Hamba (Elnu Descendent), 1349 A. L. (After Landfall)
In the end you choose to go alone. Perhaps it is bravado, not wanting to be seen hiding behind your friend, perhaps it is just that you are not sure how Aina would even take the prospect of you ahorse and her on foot.
Or perhaps you are more curious to hear what she might have to say to you alone than you entirely want to admit to yourself, the thought comes to mind as a whisper, unwillingly heard.
Yet for all your misgivings the conversation strays little from the demands of propriety, almost of formality at first. She asks about your plans for the morrow and your advice on how to bring the other villages to heel. You talk of home, dredging as a catch from the depths all you can recall of fishing in the narrow English Sea and offering such advice as you may on dealing with men more enamored with sailing and raiding then keeping safe their lands and people. Always have some skirmish to send one or another of them on, but never all, make it a reward to be sent out though to seem even handed offer the chance to all eventually. "And if it should happen that those captains you acually wish to reward find glory where fools find death more often, well such is the nature of fools."
"That seems a... ruthless counsel coming from your sir knight," she says at last, shaking her head in what might be confusion or it might be admiration.
To that you can only shrug, you had not proposed anything dishonorable, at least no more than a man might think that armor is dishonorable because it takes more courage to fight bare chested. "Battle tests men as fire tests steel, if a fool should come back the victor and crowned in laurels why then perhaps the dross has burned away, but if you should keep all of them close and expect of them only quiet days than all your lords shall plot. One rotten apple ruins the barrel..."
"What an odd saying, so I should set the apples rolling then and pick up the ones that scuff he least on the stones?" She laughs at the absurd expression of her own conjuring and you laugh alongside her, it is hard not to be charmed... not that you try too hard.
"You could stay you know," Aina offers with a lightness that is not reflected in her eyes. "Korman could use a lord like you for the strength of your arm and the edge of your wit both. Certainly I could find much use for magicians of every sort, a shadow is on this island that will not be easily lifted."
"Alas I cannot do this my lady," you answer, not without a pang of regret. "We have left two of our company in Orinilu on the shores of the Blue Sea and there we must return by the end of the season at the foot of a new raised tower."
"Then go and return with those men also," Aina presses, rising to her feet in a rustle of her too-heavy robes, wrought more for formality than sense. "A tower you built there in the land of strangers you know little of, another tower taller greater you can build on this land and with the blessing of its queen. Why be a sellsword in Orinilu when you can be a respected lord here on Korman?"
What do you reply?
[] Seriously consider the offer, contingent on Zaia and Antonio agreeing to it also
[] Reject the offer
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OOC: Behold the final consequence of taking all the options for positive relations with Aina.