[RPG] [BT][OG] A Chance Meeting

[Kylie]

Roleplay from Arbin Motab   (just in)
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A black horse rode along a cobble stone path leading out from the city 
of Gethsemene. Mounted on it was a knight clad in dark armour. A large 
bastard sword hung on his right, and on his left hang a mace and flail. 
The nearby farmers cowered in fear as he passed.

Behind him came another black horse, mottled with grey patches. A podgy 
man in ragged red robes sat upon it. Bottles of wine poked out of a pack 
on his right, bottles of rum rattled on his left. Laughing, the farmers 
mocked him as he passed.

The former was a knight who has the misfortune to soon have his limbs 
dismembered, the later was a drunk who called himself by the name 
Glorius and Immaculate Noble of the High Order of those who are Great. 
But everyone just called him Arbin.

His horse slowed down and began to feed on grass. "Stupid thing," Arbin 
shouted kicking it in its side. "Get a move on."

The horse carried on its business, ignoring the insult of its master. 
But its attention was soon caught by a passing mare. It quickly began 
movings its four legs to say hello to this horse it found rather attractive.

Arbin grunted and pulled on the harness, "Get away, ya lousy thing. I'll 
have you chopped if you don't obey."

It again disobeyed and began rubbing its nose against the mare. It 
replied by raising its cream coloured tail. Arbin looked to see who rode 
the horse. A young lady in battle leathers held the reins, her feminine 
curves stared back at Arbin.

Looking away a little embarrassed Arbin said, "Sorry m'lady." He pulled 
on the harness of his horse again.

"That's alright sir. Our horses are only being friendly." The woman replied.

She turned to face him, Arbin gave a little yelp when he saw the face of 
Skye.

"Fancy seeing you uh, seeing you here," Arbin mumbled nervously. Then in 
a weak attempt to make his greeting less awkward, he said the first 
thing that came to his mind. "You have a nice body. Oh, uh. I uh... I 
mean your horse."

Arbin Motab (Knight of Vatrona)