Military Base Stables

[Reliant]

A place to keep the steeds of the soldiers, rather than to buy them, the stables of the base had been located in a rather out of the way location near the north-west city wall. It contained quite a large area of land that had been filled up with several different barns and stables to ensure that it could house all the horses of the soldiers of the guard, plus that of guests to the base.

All the buildings had been made of wood, apart from one. A smallish looking stone hut served at the administration centre for all the various stabling buildings, and it's door had been propped wide open to invite soldiers in, to either deposit or collect their horse from the stables.

The interior of the building was very plain and simple. The only piece of furniture inside was a rather old, rickety looking wooden chair that had been placed against the left wall, for soldiers to sit and wait whilst their horse was being collected. Apart from that, a long wooden counter ran entirely along the back wall, with enough space for a person to stand behind it. A wooden door had been placed in the back wall, too, and since the building looked too small to have any other rooms within it, presumably it was a back door.

Behind the counter stood a slightly rotund looking human man, probably somewhere in his early thirties. Unlike a lot of other locations in the district, the stables were actually run by a civilian, and as such, the man was dressed in basic cotton breeches and a linen shirt, not a military uniform. His straw-coloured hair had been tied back neatly into a smart pony tail, and whenever anyone stepped into his office, he always gave them a friendly grin that made his dark green eyes sparkle in the slightly gloomy light of the small building.

"Serale, serale to you! Are you here to pick up or deposit?"

OOC: Originally written by Aesha.

[Yarrow]

Timeline: Before Vincent's Adventure

"Serale, serale to you! Are you here to pick up or deposit?" Yarrow smiled and waved to the man for she knew the man and was known to him. When he recognized her he laughed and came closer.

"Serale...didn't recognize you for a moment. You know where Chestnut is."

"I do, sir. I will be taking him out for a bit, if you don't mind." The man shrugged and laughed once more.

"He is your horse you know. I will see you in a bit then." Yarrow nodded and walked over to Chestnut's stall.

He gave her a quick shove with his head. It was a sign of love and she had long gotten over the little jab of pain it caused her arm. In fact, she hardly even noticed it anymore. Pain...when was the last time I felt pain? She winced at the memory and began to get her horse ready for a journey ahead of her.

Maybe I will see more pain by the end of this adventure... She half thought as she led the horse out of his stall. She waved good bye to the stable master and his reply was the same. Then Yarrow was out and heading in the direction of adventure.