Rynn01
Prince Tousa of Darinest
Tousa walked through the camp quickly, making his way once more to the coop. Once there he ducked under and spoke quietly to the man. "Greetings again Prince Tousa."
"Greetings. I have something I need you to do for me." Tousa replied hastily with as hushed a tone as possible, glancing around to make sure no other soldier or officer was nearby to hear him. "I need you to get me two horses ready tonight at the eastern gate. Four waterskins, a bedroll, and a few days worth of food."
The old man blinked up at Tousa with surprise. "Of course my prince but do not mind me asking as to why you want me to get these for you? Can you not request these yourself? Surely they would be granted to you your highness."
Tousa shook his head quickly. "I need you to do this for me. It will be difficult to get out of this fort as is with a prisoner in tow. I don't want an escort of men with me when I leave. I have a few things I need to confirm and a group of men would prevent me from doing this."
The old man looked at Tousa with a slight side-eye now. "And why do you trust me and not some other man, Prince Tousa?" He asked.
"Because you keep these birds and the messages they send out and bring. You're good at keeping secrets and not telling others what they do not need to know." Tousa replied firmly.
The old man reached and stroked his beard for a few moments, considering the idea. Finally the man spoke. "I will see what I can do, but this old man promises nothing Prince Tousa. At the very least I will not speak to others as to why I need these items."
Tousa smiled and dipped his head. "Thank you keeper." He stated before handing over the piece of paper. "That's everything I will need for the journey. I understand if you can't gather everything."
The old man looked at the list for a moment before nodding. "Prince Tousa, before you leave, humor an old man for a moment. I wish for you to memorize my name."
Tousa paused as he almost turned. He gave a small nod to let the old man continue talking. "My name is Vashlimaa Alzireeka. It is a very old name. My family came from a line who kept ancient traditions. Have you memorized it?"
Tousa blinked and shook his head back and forth. "Yes... Vashlimaa Alzireeka right? I think I have it."
The old man motioned for Tousa to leave. "Alright then. Off you go prince, you have many duties to tend to and many lives to command. Best make use of the time you have currently available to make sure everything is set in stone."
With that Tousa was back off to where Anja was, still blinking and shaking his head. That was such a strange name. He wondered where it came from exactly. He composed himself once at the entrance before slowly poking his head in to make sure everything was clear. Once everything was okay he stepped inside and stood, looking at Anja. "Everything should be set and ready for us to leave tonight. At the very least, I have someone trying to gather the items for us."