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Once more unto the Breach...

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Sitting calmly hunched over a small table of chess with his fellow guard on the opposite end waiting his turn. The young prince was a strategical player, rubbing his hairless chin slowly he quirked an eyebrow as he made his last move. The guard saw an opening and placed his checkmate. Hal sat back with a laugh, "Well good fellow, it seems I have lost." stating the obvious in a saddened tone. The guard chuckled at the prince's play. "Correct sir! I have finally beaten you at this gamble." Hal smiled and rose from his chair, "Shall we celebrate this with a drink? Come now Poins" he offered his friend, the guard rose as well with a sigh, "How many times sir, have I told you to call me Edmund. Poins is so formal, there is no formality about us. I am but a humble friend serving the King to protect you." the guard complained slightly. Hal shook his head and crossed his arms, "I know. I know. But seeing your face when I do call you that is entertaining. Now, let us go drink Poins" he waved the man to follow him as his free hand rested at the hilt of his sheathed blade. The guard sighed again and followed the prince through the grand hall toward the main doors.

Once exiting they traveled by foot along the cobblestone to the main gates. The land was soon to be his, he did have a small part of him dread that day the crown was handed to him. His father had such power, such respect and fear for the citizens, Hal was unsure of that sudden power at his hands. He would ponder more on the matter but his mind shifted to alcohol. He was a foolish prince with the power to do what ever he wanted. But his father would soon catch on to his reputation among the town.

Traveling with jest about him with his fellow guard who looked very much like an ordinary man, they stepped up to the local pub and entered with "Good morrows" and smiles. Obtaining his drink of choice he clashed cups with Edmund in celebration to the victory the man won. Drinking on and on, the dynamic duo laughed with strangers and enjoyed the evening.

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Time moved slowly, with loads of songs, dance, drinks and laughs. Halric was having the time of his life, as well as Poins. The prince settled once he was listening to the rumors that floated about the walls of Noitrem. His gaze was intent at the stories, just like when he was a child he was told tall tales about mythical creatures that lived in the woods. Not allowed outside the main walls of his fathers gates, he was only surrounded by the mere mortals he grew up with. His mind swirled with all the new information. He was sure he had over heard his father speaking of events like this, but it was a blurred memory he had already filtered out of his mind. Looking to Edmund he sipped his drink then listened some more. Catching ear to the title Caged Theater, his adventurous side kicked in. Patting Edmund's shoulder multiple times as he turned swiftly to whisper to his friend, "My friend we must venture out to this so called Caged Theater, they plays must be magnificent and if they have thoughts to the recent murders my father has rambled on about...well we could be in good standing with my father if we found out." he got all excited and took his last drink and removed himself from the table. Edmund got no say but a few stuttered mumbles of an almost protest. He was to listen to the prince, only providing council if needed. Moving quickly in pace with the prince's long stride he spoke up, "My gracious lord, I might see this as an unfair advantage for us, what if there is trouble-" he was cut off by the scoff of the prince, "Poins! There is always trouble out here, have you no mentality to this world we live in. People get hurt all the time, but luckily you are here to be my right man if battle were to be had. I am skilled as the first knight of our army. Silly Poins, you forget my ability with my sword and fists. I will dispose of any who get in my way." he said proudly. Edmund nodded and kept pace, unsure of where Hal was leading him.

Edmund was a noble servant and a friend to the prince, but he knew the prince to be over confident and rash. Seeing this action as rash he tried to reason with him that they should gather more men to be of aid, if the prince were to fall the King would have his head. Halric paused his step and turned to face Edmund, "Poins! We've been over this foolish thought to mind. I will not fall, I am a noble. If we were to bring more men, it would look suspicious and then we would both meet our end for stupidity. I also have you at my side to make sure I am not slain by who ever decides to foolishly to spar with me. I am the Prince of Noirtem!" he said gallantly. Edmund had no way of changing the prince's mind so he followed mentally preparing himself for any trouble along their path.

Halric walked casually about the broken city to the direction of which he was told in the tale that the rumors lead to. He was hoping for a play to watch partly for his love for entertainment and drink. Edmund kept at Hal's heels as they moved through the paths until Hal was sure they were at the place. The Caged Theater. Hal looked at the building in awe as he stepped closer slowly, uncertain if he should be ready for any surprises. Edmund kept his hand to his blades hilt, at the ready for any threat.

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