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He followed her gaze towards the castle then looked back at her.

"Would you like to stay in the castle? If you do I can arrange something for you if you do."

He then started looking about the gathered crowd as though looking for something.

"I am hardly worth the space I would take up in the castle," she said, closing her eyes and sighing somewhat. She moved her sword from off her shoulder and rested the tip of the blade on the ground. She watched him as he looked through the crowd as if trying to find something. She wouldn't ask, finding that it was none of her business.

He looked back at her and chuckled softly.

"I didn't ask if you felt you were worthy. I asked if you wanted to. It won't be a problem if you want to."

((Dangit, 22 replies so quickly? I'll try not to slow this RP down, but I've been busy))



Somewhere in the outskirts of the town, a group of five or so men was arguing quite loudly with a woman, making a huge ruckus. The problem? The tents that were being set up nearby.

"And so you say we can't erect our tents here? We have permission, I can assure yo-"

"Yup, you 'erd me right the first time. We don't like traveling... whatever you guys are, here."

The woman looked quite offended, but instead of yelling back at the big man, who was the one doing all the talking (the rest were just backing him up), she sighed, and shaking her head disapprovingly, she pronounced a sentence that would make the rude guys laugh like they had never laughed before.

"Leave us alone or my daughter will tear you a new one. MILLIE!"

"Yeah, mom?" A little girl came scurrying towards her. "Have you changed your mind? Can I hit the mean men?"

Millie's mother nodded. "But go easy on them. We don't want to be arrested do we."

The young girl squealed in utter joy. In th meanwhile, the 'mean men' had stopped laughing for a moment. "But seriously now, go away or we'll have to-"

And before he could finish his sentence he was hit with a palm strike right in the chest. He flew a great distance before landing on his buttocks - more painful than it sounds. Millie had adopted a boxing fighting stance - or what she thought was a boxing fighting stance - and kept punching the air in an attempt to look menacing and focused.

"Who's next?"

"Like I said, I just need a place to stay," the woman said, shaking her head a bit. She wasn't quite sure what this man was trying to get at. She supposed he himself stayed in the castle, but wasn't about to admit to him anything, especially something like wanting to stay in a foreign kingdoms castle.

Though she had to admit, it did give her a moments thrill, havin the idea of walking through the stone structure like she had just nearly a year ago.

He nodded lightly at her comment.

"Very well. Since it is I who is awaiting you with this matter, you can stay in the guest quarters under my name. No one should give you any hassle on the matter and if they do. Tell them to report to me and I'll handle the matter personally."

He then jerked his head towards the sound of more commotion and shook his head lightly.

"Seems today is an exciting one. You may come with me if you wish but either way I shall have to personally escort you through the initial castle gate. I shall return momentarily."

He then pushed his way through another crowd and emerged at it's edge seeing the scrappy little girl obviously waiting on another challenge. He silently stepped into the circle and looked at her then the man she had just laid out.

"My my. Did you do this young lady?"

(Aaaw, I hope you get to feeling better! *hugs*)

All this time Njördálfr had been watching the crowds around him, having tucked away the map and dismounted from his horse. Even if he wasn't up high anymore, his tall stature of over six feet did give him some small advantage over the crowds. Now he continued to survey the area, feeling as amused (again) as he was beginning to look-- things were made even funnier by the little girl he'd just spotted beating up some grown men.

A rather boisterous, roaring laugh could be heard as Njördálfr cracked up, causing his horse to step back out of surprise (a firm grip on the reigns kept it from bolting). Several people around him turned to look.

"Hahaha! By the might of Mjöllnir and thunderous Thor who wields it, the upstanding girls and women of this place know how to put men in their's!"

((You focus on getting better ))

After looking around for the presence of 'young ladies', Millie realized the man was talking about her - and her chest almost exploded with pride!

"Oh yes, yes I did! And all by myself, too! I'm very strong!" She said, giving his invisible enemy one final punch before scurrying over to the man who spoke in a funny way, and looking up at him with some curiosity. This, under the watch of her mother, of course, who - truth be told - always gave her favorite and only daughter a lot of freedom to do as she pleased. She was far from defenseless, after all.

It would be a lie to say Millie didn't jump a little bit at sudden burst of laughter. When she looked, she was a yellow-haired man saying something about putting men in their place. She was used to praise and - she worked in a traveling circus, after all - but it usually came from a faceless crowd.

She would put her hands on her waist, and making a 'tough' face, she said something amongst the lines of 'he was asking for it'. Her mother, amused, chuckled but didn't say a word.

He looked at her and chuckled softly at her comment.

"Such impressive strength for such a young one. Tell me. Would you have a problem with showing me that strength first hand? I mean I just got here and thus in turn I only see the end results."

As he mentioned 'end results' he motioned his hand towards the downed man.

"I mean wouldn't you agree that something that magnificent should be repeated upon request at least once? Who knows. Perhaps even some of the present crowd missed it and they were here the whole time."

Armony watched him walk away, and then reluctantly followed behind. She was so curious as him, rather than just feeling the need to follow someone who was offering their help. But she was quite impressed by the young girl's strength, and wondered if she would indeed demonstrate her abilities again.

She was not, however, impressed with the roar of a laugh the blonde gentleman had gave. He spoke oddly, never hearing such a dialect, nor some of the words he was saying, before. And he was far too cheerful for her tastes.

"Indeed, I certainly would like to see it again as well! That is an impressive feat for a young girl!"

Njördálfr began to approach the others, leading his horse along-- people grumbled at him for forcing them to make new paths for his steed, but again he really just didn't care!

Millie just loved being the center of attention! She turned to the group of men who had been wanting to put her and her family out. "Come on, next!" He said pointing at them, then striking a very silly pose that involved only one feet on the ground. She soon lost balance and almost fell on her face. "We must give the crowd the show they deserve!"

But they chose not to stay and get beat up, quietly excusing themselves and leaving.

kyle removed his swords and set them on the ground before stepping forward to the venter of the circle and took on his own stance cocking back his right fist level with his head and putting his left hand forward palm pointed towards her. "Come...i'll be your opponent since no other man here will prove himself to be one."

Armony watched the men leave, shaking her head at their cowardliness. Such a typical sight nowadays. She looked to the girl, a little disappointed to not see her display of abilites once again. But she would live without the display. She truly just wanted to get to a room to stay in, and away from the people around her. It was getting a bit uncomfortable for her. And her eyes moved to the man with the horse, feeling particularly that way about him.

"Sure thing mister! I'll try not to hurt you too much!" She returned to her 'battle stance'. Not battle stance, 'battle stance'. She then bowed - this she did well. Then again, she worked in a circus. She had to know at least that! She began running towards Kyle... then tripped on her own feet and fell when suddenly a woman's voice yelled "CAMILLA!".

Oh right. Mom didn't want her to fight random bystanders. She got up and looked down at her feet, sheepishly saying "Sorry mom."

"Now, be good while I go help dad and the crew set up the tents."

Her leaving gave Millie the freedom she wanted. The freedom to run all the way to the yellow-haired man and ask him if she could ride his horse.