08.14.3013: A Quick Drink
Summary: Talynne got to meet another of Balius' relatives, Didasko
Date: 08.12.2013
Related: 'None'
Balius Didasko Talynne 

The Mott Taphouse
The taphouse is burrowed out from the heart of one of the various elder trees that surround the Heartwood. It is dark, warm, and inviting no matter the time of day. There are not a lot of hard corners, and it feels as though the walls blend in with the ceilings that curve high above. The interior wood has been stained a honey gold, which is offset by the rosewood bar and tables. There are a couple of circular windows that have been carved from the tree trunk, though the glass is stained a soft green to continue to maintain a particular atmosphere no matter the time of day. Scattered throughout the room are tables of various size and chair arrangement, and the aforementioned bar runs along the left-hand wall.

The taphouse only provides ale. Order a whiskey, you get ale. Order a martini, you get ale. The menu is also very simple with a set series of meals — breakfast, lunch, and dinner — that change from day to day. It is common knowledge that special orders or requests are always ignored.


Waiting for Talynne, Bey has been at the Taphouse a little more than early, having earlier been discussing with his cousin Didasko, a bartender who had already finished his shift for the evening.

In a green, form fitting tunic, the youngest Quellton is nursing his second ale. He seems lost in thought, the overlapping pressures of internship, stables, and family taking their toil on both his sleep and conscience. He'll seem oblivious to the slowly emptying Taphouse around him.

Wandering into the Taphouse after arriving only marginally late, Talynne moved close to Bey, slipping up along side him where he sat to see if he'd notice her. Of course, she didn't look like she usually did. In the realm of the rare, today was a day for dressing up, it would seem. Talynne had chosen a lovely, long dress as opposed to a pair of leather breeches. The long, deep green color of the dress was a lovely, woven cloth that was tied up the back in a corset style. The under dress was a rich, creamy color silk that fit her perfectly to provide an under layer to the dress but kept her cool, rather than hot in the nice weather. Her shoes, of course, were her usual brown leather, laced up to the knee. To top it all off, her hair was back and brushed to a silken shine that showed she'd put hours into the heavy mass. So, rather than announce herself, she waited to see if he'd look up from his revere.

Feeling her presence before he saw her, Bey will lean into her with a smile. "Well hey there, beautiful." He hasn't even looked at her yet, thankful for the familiarity and comfort even a brief presence of Talynne could provide. He'll motion over a bartender. "You hungry?" He'll ask, green eyes addressing her finally. "Well, somebody has pulled out all the stops." His smile and tone will be genuine, but his usual excitement will seem subdued.

Unable to rest, Didasko lazily threw on a pair of leather chaps and a stray cotton shirt. He returns to the bar in hopes that Bey was still around. Maybe another round of conversation and ale would help calm his mind. Surprised to see his cousin's visitor, Didasko offered a smile and a hand. "Well hello. What's your name, beautiful lady?" He assumed it was the Talynne that Bey had previously mentioned, but held his tongue as to not get Bey into trouble.

Looking up at Balius with a bright smile at first, it faded a little when she noted how lacking in his usual exuberance he was. Instead, she looked worried after a moment, accepting his leaning touch and slipping her arm around his waist to support him. "I thought perhaps today I would surprise you and show up looking like anything but a horseman." Talynne squeezed Balius warmly and then turned a welcoming, open smile to Didasko. "Hello there, Lady Sir Talynne Rovehn, but please, call me Talynne." She offered her hand out to him, slightly calloused from the work she put in regularly.

Forcing a smile, Bey will slip his arm appreciatively around Taly. Leaning his head on her shoulder in a brief thanks, he'll look up Didasko. Sometimes he thought his cousin got less sleep than even him. "Back already Dask?" He smiles, removing his head from Talynne's shoulder as an ale arrives for her. He seems comfortable if less enthusiastic than normal.

"A pleasure to meet you, Talynne. My name is Didasko. You may abbreviate that however you see fit." He turned to Bey, "Yeah. Too energized I guess. Maybe it's my pillow? Anyway, nothing more booze won't fix." After retrieving a full glass, he returned but kept his distance, giving the couple their space.

Accepting the Ale, Talynne took a swallow and nodded appreciatively at the barkeep, flashing a brilliant smile to him. Her attention then returned to Balius, as she rubbed his back softly, on the outside of his shirt, up around mid back. "We didn't have to keep the.. well the plans for the evening if you need rest Balius, I'd rather you slept then kept yourself away from your bed for the likes of me." She took another sip of her ale and then looked at Didasko. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Didasko, and please, come sit near us, you're more than welcome."

Balius will smile as his cousin sits. "One day you're gonna realize that the time I spend with you is more restorative than sleep," he'll say to Talynne, eyes filled with emotion as he looks to her, all else forgotten for the moment. Breaking his trance, he'll shift to face his cousin. "Pillows, huh? I just think you hate missing out on anything." He'll say teasingly to his cousin.

As Didasko planted himself a little closer at the invitation he smirked in response to his cousin. "Life is just too full of wonder. Can't let it go t waste! Too many people to meet, experiences to… experience." He followed that last slip of the mind with a laugh, hoping it'd be interpreted as an intentional joke. Maybe he was tired after all? "So what big plans does the gorgeous couple have for tonight? Star gazing perhaps?"

"I may want very much to believe that's the case, but I recall us taking breaks from each other's company to rest on more than one occasion, my dear Balius." Talynne chuckled and looked him over, still concerned, but lightening on that regard a bit. "Though, it makes my heart warm to hear it." Then she looked over at Didasko and shrugged softly. "I haven't an idea of what the plans were this evening, I'm afraid it was Bey's turn to decide.. perhaps he exhausted himself in the planning?"

Rolling his eyes at the both of them, he'll perk up a bit and flash his smile. "If you must know, I will be taking Talynne to the Kissing Tree." Bey will simply let that settle…maybe he should have said that quieter? He'll proceed, no need for shame in front of Dask. He was the most easygoing Quellton. Looking at Taly and raising a brow "Are there complaints about my endurance?" He'll say suggestively.

Didasko says, "Of course you are. May want to take it easy on the ale, then. Here's to steady grips, nimble feet, and pursed lips!" Didasko's glass shot up into the sky before being thrust into his lips, spilling ale all over the table. "Damn. Oh well, I clean the place anyways." Chuckling again, Didasko eyed the couple as to soak in the bond between the two. His face twisted with gladness beyond his control."

Perhaps there had been better timing for a drink. Sure. Trusting one's beau to not suggest that she was even knowledgeable of his endurance was obviously not supposed to be done, good to know in the future. Especially good not to do the trusting and the drinking at the same time. Talynne began to cough as she pulled her cup away from her mouth, covering her lips with the back of her hand as she took it away from Bey's back. Blushing vividly the color of a ripe peach, Talynne cleared her throat, attempting to be able to speak, after she regained her breath. "I hope that you'll forgive my not being able to breath while we're visiting this fabled tree.." Her voice was breathy, and she cleared her throat again, a sheen of tears in her eyes for the ale that had gone down the wrong pipe, threatening to drown her right then and there.

His face flashing concern, Bey's arm around her will tighten, seeing to make sure that she was indeed okay and not drowning. After careful analysis and then seeming satisfied, he'll smile again, excitement slowly returning. "There is quite the legend about the tree, actually. I'll tell you if we make it to the top." He'll wink at her playfully, a hint of worry still holding behind his gaze.

While his body was beginning to drag, his mind was just as awake and alive as ever. In hopes of solving this Didasko returned to the tap. He filled his glass, downed it, and then filled it again. The legend of Kissing Tree was one of his favorites, since he spent much of his time in the trees. It's good sport to watch couples fumble there way up the branches, especially the young lasses who don't dress for the occasion. Trying to hide the slight sway to his walk, Didasko held onto the bar on his way back. "What are you waiting for? Get going! Tell me if you two love birds make it, I'm sure you will." Noticing his spills still all over the bar, he exclaimed "Damn! Meant to grab a rag on my way back…" Too tired to stand back up, Didasko clumsily peeled off his cotton shirt and dropped it in the ale before sloshing it around.

Looking at Didasko with a slightly shy smile in response for his telling them to go, then turning her eyes away when he took his shirt off, Talynne firmly placed her attention onto Balius' face, still blushing. "Well, if there's a legend it must be good, I'd love to hear it. Especially if it means you'll be doing the telling." She reached forward and took hold of his hand for a moment before taking another swallow from her ale.

Eying his cousin with shock, Bey will do a double take. "Dask, man, it'll get cleaned. Just relax." He says, fairly certain his appeal shall be met with failure. "Basically, the simple legend is that it's bad luck to kiss until you both make it to the top…" He'll begin, becoming downright giddy. "It's a story about a couple who vowed their love and met by the tree every day until their love was realized." He'll pause to take a hearty swig out of his tankard. "Kiss before you make it to the top and you might as well sing Howling Tree." He says with a smirk.

"Hmm, so as much a test of self control as a test of physical prowess?" Talynne chuckled softly and finished off her ale with a few solid, heavy swallows, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before she grinned up at him widely. "Let's not wait." she is still, for the record /not/ looking at his shirtless cousin, her attention given entirely to Balius as if her eyes were glued to him. Though now it might very well be because she was looking forward to the climb. "I think I have a climb in me tonight, if it gives me a chance to make sure we reach the top together." The suggestion was given to him with a slightly arched brow, giving him a very forward smile.

Pushing his shirt into the ale held Didasko's attention for a good while. When he finally brought his focus back on Bey and Talynne, he realized he was probably the cause of the poor girl's blush as well as her fixed gaze at Bey. In an attempt to regain his modesty, he slipped the sticky, wet shirt back over his torso. "steady feet, nimble lips, and pursed grips! Reach for the stars, you precious little lovers."

As Didasko pulled his shirt back on, Talynne comfortably turned her attention to him again and smiled, chuckling as his mistaken speech. "I hope that we do have all of the things you've mentioned, Didasko, thank you for the well wishes. I hope, in return, that your feet are nimble and your head quick to meet sweet dreams." She canted her head to him slightly. "When you're so inclined, of course." There was a little chuckle and then Talynne looked back at Balius, waiting to see if he'd respond that he was ready to climb.

Gently lifting himself, he wobbled towards his room. "Pleasure meeting you, Sir Lady Talynne. Take good care of lil' Bey tonight, brave knight. Good night 'cuz." Didasko offered his farewells with his back turned as he stumble onwards. When he reached the door, he turned to face them winked, and then disappeared into his room.

Taly watched Didasko leave and nodded to him surely, accepting the suggestion she should see to it that Balius was taken care of. Once he was off to his room, Talynne looked back at Bey and offered him a grin. "Maybe you should go and take a nap, then we'll go climbing later?"

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