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[Poised on a stretch of snow-capped cliffs looking over Cothromach's strong-hold on one side, Cu Chulainn posted on his locket and gave it a wide grin. His spear was resting over his shoulder and he looked absolutely unbothered by the razor-sharp, freezing winds lashing at him. In the far distance, a plume of black smoke rose up from a camp that he had recently razed and destroyed. Lancer made his distance earlier, to avoid being scouted too easily]

Hey there. It's come to my attention that we've got some unwelcome Unseelie soldiers sticking around Cothromach. I think they figured their camps were pretty well-disguised, but after awhile--it gets tough to hide that many soldiers. So--

[With a grin, he stood up straight and began walking up the cliff-face, scaling the mountain on foot. At that point, the mangled and burning Unseelie camp could be seen more clearly in the opposite direction as Cothromach. The mountain face gave Lancer an eagle's view of that camp, though it was largely too difficult for most people to scale as quickly as he had.]

I'm usually the type to hog the glory, but I'm missing a few of my precious abilities, so I'll need some help rooting those folks out and running them out of these lands. Who's in for some raids?

[OOC: Plot planning is here!]

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I would agree. My people back home were known for such attacks. But please, if you need anything, food or ammunition, I would be glad to help. I feel like I have stood idle for long enough.

I feel as if I know more of what it is like for my father, to play lord of castle.

I'm sure a young lady who knows the meaning of haste ought to be able to handle lordship.

[That was to say, Lancer was impressed with everyone's quick and devoted responses, Meera's included. He wasn't at all expecting folks to offer aid immediately.]

I'll leave the details of food and ammunition to others. I'm a poor judge of those things, myself.

Knowing what to do under attack is different. [It's something she knows more about, she feels. Being put in a position has more to do with power.]

But thank you. I'll see to it that your men have what they need.

Edited 2014-10-22 02:14 (UTC)

You can call me Lancer, by the way--and, what should I call the generous young lady who decided to lend me aid in my battle?

Lady Meera Reed is my title, but Meera is fine enough. And I am glad to aid the man who helps defend the city for my lady. [And she means it. Meera takes her duties and loyalties to heart. Lancer is helping her as much as she is trying to help him.]

Glad to be defending. I take my orders seriously, but having a chance to enjoy myself in a fight might make it more worthwhile. [He would make excuses to not appear noble.]

That said--I could use one real favor as soon as possible.

What can I do to help?

A count of your magic-using citizens.

The forces around Cothromach can use it, themselves. It's why they've been tough for me to attack directly.

I shall count them up for you.

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