Preformers! [Koha] (closed)

[Luke Lammergeier]

14th of Summer, 511 A.V. Entertainers were rare in Endrykas. Pavillions would gather and have a feast to celebrate a wedding or happy occasions. You had to know the family to join in on the merriment though. The Horsemen were rambunctious and blunt to a fault but a little prickly when it came down to family. So Luke was left with Sama'el for company. He was becoming a good friend as the season stretched on. They often talked and drank, but Luke wanted something a little more exciting. Around his men their was always something going on at night. Drinking, laughing and singing raunchy songs. He knew a couple men that could play the wooden harp even. When they camped in the forest. Luke always felt a little on edge about the noise. Not wanting to attract any knights or creatures... Now it was different somehow. he missed it in all its noise and crudeness. Now he only had a lowly tent. No other men around to keep him company. It was just him the horse and a whet stone to whittle down the nights. The lack of noise made him feel smaller somehow. To not hear the others all around him. When he first started off from Zelvita. He slept fine, he had to worry about his life. Now, he was safe in this horse city. With strange men and stranger customs. Nothing familiar, and no danger to distract him from the quiet. So when he heard their were performers, he didn't hesitate. So far it had been pleasant enough. Around a large bon fire, were several wooden benches for sitting and drinking. Most were watching the performers or mingling with foreigners or Drykas alike. Luke sat on one of the long wooden benches, his eyes always flickering. Listening and watching the entertainers. Drinking from a flagon of sour, strong wine. He wore high black leather boots, newly oiled. A dark green woolen tunic, leather belt. Rough black riding breeches and a sword belt. With Dagger on one side and Longsword on the other. He looked very much a Northerner, but his beard was shaven and he let his hair grow out down to his shoulders, tied into a pony tail.. He once resisted the customs of the Drykas. Horse petching savages they are, but its wise to blend it. So he did, with the help of Sama'el.