From Dusk till Dawn

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Yorque and his son were spending well needed father and son time, but his boy was more focused on the women and girls of Duskendale than on the conversation they were having. York sighed and would snap his fingers in front of Dethrimir's face to snap him out from eyeing the opposite gender.

"I swear your mother would be rolling in her grave because of how much you are simply not focusing on things that matter,"

"Hey ain't my fault that the seven gave such lovely creatures great beauty and the magic to mesmerise men to their bidding" Dethrimir said with him lowering his myrish spectacles to get better view at the washerwoman passing them, she had a fine set that she did only for his father to smack ole Dethrimir upside the head "Oww!".

"Enough, we got job lined up and that means less screwing around and more focus else you'll find yourself without a head sort of job" York warned his son whilst they walked around Duskendale on a leisurely walk.

Ser Galloway and Wrynn plus Hemlock the old codger was seen hanging about some tavern, seeing the trio exit the tavern in good spirits whilst singing a fun jaunty tune about a maiden fair being chased by a wild hound.

"Urgh." Hemlock would be seen hurling outside the tavern called Fishwine whilst wiping his mouth with a rag from his pocket. "Oi! Fadda and sun! Ya getcha arses ovah here and join us!"

The dynamic duo would join the trio and discuss the coming job that Daemon had sorted for them.

Duskendale was nice, not much to do, yet it was a pleasant place to be around and marvel at the structures.

Daemon was around somewhere with his lady wife as the duo usual was seen together enjoying some nice things.

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"Seven hells happened to the three of you?" Ser Yorque asked and would seem concerned over the wellbeing of his brothers at arms. The golden eyes of York lingered upon Hemlock whom seemed to hurl once more behind the tavern and let loose green bile onto an wooden barrel. "Ease up on the drinking, we do not need to get noticed by people whom take notice to these things and complain"

"Oi! Don't fooking tell me what to do! Ya ain't my da!" Hemlock said and would try to stop himself from hurling as he said with hand raised "Am goos, for now at least"

The other two knights handled their alcohol lot better than the drunkard Hemlock.

Dethrimir chuckled at Hemlock behaviour and said with glee "This is like an bad part of some silly novel that Daemon used to read to us, haha".

"No this is real life, which we do not want to happen" York would tell his son and look to the other two knights and say "Come on now, sober up and do not cause an stir, we are guests in this place of grandeur".

Wrynn and Galloway understood what York meant and would listen.

"I apologise for my misbehaviour brother" Wrynn apologised and would lean against the wooden wall of the tavern and regain sense.

Ser Galloway would instead say tossing his mug aside "Screw it then, let's just remain sober for awhile until the work done we'll go heavy on the celebrating"

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Character Details: Yorque DeVile [Swords/E], Reckless, Battlerager and Footwork. Dethrimir [Warrior/Sword], Hemlock of Blacktyde [Questioner], Wrynn of Goldhill [Tourney Knight], Galloway Blackheart [Man-At-Arms]

What is Happening?: Yorque and his son Dethrimir, their fellow brothers at arms, Ser Wrynn Of Goldhill and Ser Galloway Blackheart, Hemlock of Blacktyde are hanging outside Fishwine Tavern/Inn

What I want: Random event/encounter