Etterspørsel | Rigas

Subject: Etterspørsel | Rigas Sat Jun 10, 2017 2:13 pm

Some of the equipment from the horses was so worn out that it was showing little ruptures in the leather. Although Kettil was taking very good care of the equipment by greasing it with the fat that came from the slaughtered pigs, even he couldn’t prevent it from getting older. But he couldn’t get it over his heart to throw away the older equipment, even though there was enough budget for a brand new one. Slightly sweating from carrying two heavy saddled, finished with a thick layer of fur, he entered the great hall. The warmth inside of the room always overwhelmed him, the farm where he lived was nothing against it. He slightly bowed his head to show his respect when he walked past by some Viking warriors. Kettil was known as the stable boy, but further nobody knew much about him. Not that there was much to know about him, but still. He tried to get a better grip on both of the saddles by supporting them with his upper legs. While he did so, he looked out for the earl, already thinking about how he was going to tell him what he had to tell. And there he was. Kettil bowed his head even more and nodded respectfully. ’Earl Rigas.’ he said with a lowered voice. ’I have come with a question.’ When he finished his sentence, he looked up at the enormous man and raised the corner of his mouth, waiting for his approval to ask the question.

Subject: Re: Etterspørsel | Rigas Sat Jun 10, 2017 8:18 pm

A cup of ale always helped getting you through the day. He had asked one of the slaves to get him some. For a moment it was quiet, or at least there was no one that needed his help. Rigas was talking with Gunnvor who sat on the throne next to his. They laughed and just talked, for him that was enough. He eventually also got his ale, but not long after that, Gunnvor had to leave for a moment. There were other people he could talk with, but he didn’t feel like that. Rigas just looked at his people that sat all over the great hall and a small smile came on his face. He surely was happy with the things that he got.

Rigas immediately raised his eyebrows when the stable boy walked in. He was carrying two saddles with him. What did he wanted to do with those thing in the manor? ’Good for you and what is the question?’ he asked. It was clear that he didn’t show that much interest, but that did mean it couldn’t be important. The stable boy took care of the horses the used in battle. He had an important job in Skagerrak and that was it. Of course you had Freyr, who was a friend of the man. The boy loved horses after all. Rigas and the stable boy didn’t really knew each other, it was not like they talked daily. ’has it something to do with the fact you are carrying saddles with you?’ He still wanted to know why that was.

Subject: Re: Etterspørsel | Rigas Sun Jun 11, 2017 3:13 pm

His presence was definitely noticed. The other people in the great hall were watching him, looking at his dirty face and sloppy hair. But for Kettil it was as normal as it was for the highborn to be clean. Most of the time. Rigas raised his eyebrow when Kettil bowed his head, probably wondering what he was doing with both of the saddles in his great hall. ’Good for you and what is the question?’ Some people laughed softly with the tone Rigas had said that. Kettil himself raised the corner of his mouth and looked over his shoulder, to the people laughing at him. He didn’t care much. ’Has it something to do with the fact that you are carrying saddles with you?’ Again some laughter. Kettil took a deep breath and smiled towards his earl. ’Exactly, I wouldn’t be dragging these things here if I didn’t have to.’ He raised the saddles a bit, smiling while he did so. He felt his arms starting to shake softly because of the constant lifting he had to do. But he knew that he wouldn’t drop them, not in front of the earl. ’I have noticed that some of these saddles are being touched by the goddess Elli. The leather isn’t what it once was and it is leaving it’s marks on your horses. The fitting isn’t what it used to be.’ Again he bowed his head, making clear that he only meant well. ’That’s why I want to ask your permission to take them to the dressmaker, so they can be readjusted.’ The tone Kettil spoke on made clear that he was very passionate about his duty as stable boy. With a questioning look in his eye, he watched Rigas, waiting for his answer.

Subject: Re: Etterspørsel | Rigas Sun Jun 11, 2017 3:44 pm

It was good that the boy had come to him. Rigas had heard many tales about him and a few years ago had had seen him more often, but that was it. For the Earl it was good to know who Freyr his friends were.The boy told him he wouldn’t carry them if he didn’t needed to. Rigas couldn’t help but smile and let out a short, soft laugh. ’I wouldn’t know, maybe it’s something you like to do,’ he said shrugging. The people in the great hall laughed at the things that were said, but Rigas stopped it. He raised his hand a little and they stopped so the Stable boy could say what he had to say.
In the end it was useful information he was giving. ’Hmm.’ Rigas stood up from his throne and walked towards the Stable boy. He held his hands open so he could take one of the saddles over. It was not that he knew a lot about it. His family had been farmers, but it had been mostly crops and some cows. Still he wanted to see the problem up close. Not that he was going to deny the advice given by the stable boy. ’How many saddles need fixing?’ Rigas asked. If it was bad for the horses, then it would be bad in battle, something they couldn’t afford. Everything needed to be ready for when the time came. If they lost because bad saddle, it would be very unfortunate. He looked at the dark colored eyes of the Stable boy

Subject: Re: Etterspørsel | Rigas Wed Aug 09, 2017 10:16 am

”I wouldn’t know, maybe it’s something you like to do.” The people who were listening to the conversation being held in the great hall started to laugh, when Earl Rigas made a joke about Kettil carrying the saddles with him. Kettil looked around and felt a cramp in his heart. It wasn’t the first time he was being laughed at, but over time he had learned how to deal with such feeling. Not wanting to show any sign of weakness, he also put a smile on his dry lips and looked straight at the earl. In the past he would’ve looked at the ground, but in time he had learned to keep his head up. Eventually the Earl commanded his people to shut up by raising one of his hands. Immediately the silence returned, and the weight from the laughter fell from his shoulders. The weight from the saddles on the other hand, was still there, just as the sweat on his forehead.
With a humming sound Rigas found his feet and stepped from his throne to walk upon Kettil. He gestured with his hands to one of the saddles, so Kettil immediately handed one over to him. It was clear that the Earl tried to see what Kettil was talking about, but he knew that he wouldn’t have the same knowledge about it, so he hoped that the Earl would trust on his experience. The silence that hung between them was something that he felt to his bones. ”How many saddles need fixing?” Rigas eventually asked and Kettil immediately pictured all the saddles in front of him. It was hard to think straight when the Earl was standing in front of you, but Kettil made sure that his answer was correct. ”In my opinion they all need some adjustments. But I think that a dozen of them are in need of some serious caretaking.” Kettil looked down at the leather. ”But I’ll try to combine the still usefull parts of the saddles to suppress the cost.” With a polite nod he looked back up at the earl. ”And ofcourse it depends on how much saddles you’ll need in the cavalry.” A shy smile appeared on his mouth while he waited for an answer. Kettil knew that the cavalries were a growing thing in Vikings clans, and he was always been fascinated with the feeling of riding a horse into battle. He was the one training the horses, to make them fearless, strong and brave. But he had never felt the thrill of a battle, a war. Not that he was experienced enough for that.. He’d probably stay the longest in the saddle, but would also be the first to have is head swung off.

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