Dinner with a Countess?

[Jericho]

After much personal debate with himself he took on board the plan to head to the duelling pits up the bourgeoisie quarter of the city. He hoped it would satisfy his restlessness as well as grant him the opportunity to train and remain in a fit state to fight. He flexed his muscles as a sense of eagerness pulsed within him and he began to wonder if he could attract any attention that day from someone of either gender. He smirked boldly to himself; perhaps this would be his lucky night. He gathered up his weapons and headed off at a light jog.

Jericho soon enough arrived at the dueling pits and waltzed forward, a spear slung over his shoulder. He has his usual calm aura about him as he simply entered one of the marked rings and gawking monster of a mandalorian pointed at him. “You, fight me now. Show me what ya got!” His voice boomed in a playful manner. He wasn’t exactly treating Jericho seriously, a mistake on the man's part. Jericho stood up straight showing his 6'5 height and large frame that was equal to that of the large mandalorian man.

He slowly removed his robes and let them drop to his feel revealing his heavy and thick armor. “You know the rules no body armor! Or are you not man enough to take me on, man to man?!” The large man shouted at him. Jericho nodded without a word and slowly took of his body armor and let it drop, as it hit the ground let out a loud, THUMP! Revealing just how heavy his armor was. It had been some since he has removed his armor; it almost felt strange to feel light. Light being he still weighted about 220 pounds. He then dug his spear into the ground, fiercely.

He rubbed his wrists then lightly adjusted the mask on his face. He got into his stance slowly, ready to fight the mandalorian man at hand to hand combat. The other man let out a mighty roar and smashed his fist into his chest used to try to intimidate Jericho then charged at him. Jericho took in a deep breath and with a quick exhale duck down and punched the man square in the chest with full force. The other man let out a breath of pain and the dropped down face first to the ground.

The first match ended swiftly, as did the following three. The towering man paced along the edge of the ring, fists stained with blood; none of it his own. He had decided against using a spear or longsword, it seemed unfair and he was correct. None of the men there had put up a decent fight. Jericho shook his head and put on his armor once more as well as his jedi robe; again he lightly adjusted his mask on his face. He strapped on his sabers on his belt tightly and began to walk away.

After dueling in the pits of the undercity on the mandalorian controlled planet a message was sent to him before he could even leave.

"Master Jedi, you have caught the eye and been summoned by [member="Countess Calum Teramo"]. You are to come to these coordinates, she will not take no for an answer. Do find something nice to wear"

For years he has fought bandits, mandlorians, mercenaries, and sith. He has trained his body night and day to its physical peak using the echani martial arts, trained in every saber form known to a jedis, and the art of stealth. He has dealt with being tortured to the highest degree for information. He has faced off with monsters and beast in the wilds kaskyyk and naboo. Nothing would prepare him for this.

He opened the doors to an estate, the place itself was bigger than anywhere he has been for mere leisure. A man showed him around and led him to a dining hall where a small table was dressed for a formal dinner. He walked to a chair that was apparently his seat. He wore his white jedi robe as those were the only one without holes and shears from battle and still with his armor on. “The lady will be down shortly.” The man stated to him then looked at Jericho down and up. “Mask? Really? I hope you have dinner skills or else this will be short.”

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Finding herself once again in the pits this time to let herself enjoy a little sparing. After all what a better way then to keep up her warrior skills. If one would told her what she would be doing 6 months ago she wouldn't have just wave her hand brushing it off. There was also the fact of what kind of changes her body would under go.

Her armor went back on after a few fights with out it to only find herself watching on. This one brought her attention fully as she had not seen this vod before. Asking around some she found out more interesting fact. What would an outsider be doing here in their culture? More then every why would he want to take that chance that could be found out imprison.

After some time she told her own servant to make arrangements to have him join him for a light dinner. If anything to get to know who this mystery man. Most importantly why he would be such a fool, but also what kind of training he had. After all that didn't go unnoticed either how could see that he had training.

Sometime later she found herself giving the orders of the small manor calling it her home away from home. Coming flowing down from upstairs she make her way to the dinning room. Waiting by the door until the doors was pulled open. Might been a mandalorain know but she hadn't lost her grace and manners in such affairs. As the door parted for her leaving her to walk into the room in her gown of choice. Laying off her own shoulder with it being floor length. Getting the feeling as she moved that she had a present about her that she held those in the room.

Greetings, and welcome to my manor, sir.I would like you to tell me more about yourself. it was true she could play the dancing game tell something about herself and then he tell something about himself. For more interested him then telling about herself, at less for now. Letting the attended pour them some wine to be brought to them.

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

Jericho nodded in thanks to her welcoming, she was much more kind to him than her servant or butler was. As she came to greet him, the large man could not help but to scan her up and down analyzing her as it had become habit to do so. After noticing that she had no weapons on her and was actually more formally dressed, he could help but feel, out of place. With his armor and all. He lowered his hood and took off his mask and placed it on the table next to him. To politely look her face to face, that and he did indeed was in need of a drink.

She was very straight foreword with her intentions of this meeting. She was curious of him indefinitely and there little he could do about it. He was far from a talkative man and he didn't know much about being social despite being as knowledgeable as he was. He didn't know what to say, his life was spent mostly on doing odd jobs in order to maintain his physical peak, training, helping those in need, and hunting the sith. All of which he doubted would make good dinner conversation to woo or court a woman like this. But since he was here, he might as well give it a shot.

"Well, to start, my name is Jericho Hex." He stated with his low stern voice, taking a large gulp of the wine drinking the full glass. When her servant poured another, he did the same thing again only for it to be filled again. "I am a.....Travelling Jedi, you could say. I don't mean to be rude but what should I call you, by your name or by your title? What compelled you to invite me here tonight?"

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"]

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Couldn't help but bring down her own glass as she told his name, but also that he was jedi. This one truly had to tell herself this one does have some boldness laying it all out. Couldn't help but give her smile if anything it was for a show. Always acting the part, something she had been groomed into. In a way she understood these kind of meetings better then did being in the heat of battle. Never less she was learning how to blend both worlds the best she can.

Oh, how rude of me, Mister Hex. I"m Countess Calum of the Greater House of Teramo of Sereno. Clan sister of the Willamina of the Mandalirans.

Turning around to see that there was little appetizers brought out. "If I may the ones wrapped with Nerf bacon is I enjoy the most."

Taking one for herself as she let herself take a small bit into the warm creaming wrapped cracker. After which time she let the wine wash away also make the taste buds dance in delight. After which time, Oh yes why are you here, I have many reason, one I have seen your fighting skills this peek my interests. As I watched you fight between partaking in my own battles. Clearly you have some training, yes."

It being true she never showed her face chosen to fight with her armor her second skin on to home in on those skills that would be used out on the battle field. Giving her a chance to use some of the suprious tech in side her armor. To test out all the system to make sure then was running like they was suppose to.

"Curious why come here, when there is knowledge that some do not like force users of any kind."

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

"Jericho. Just Jericho."

He stated cool at her mention of his last name, there was no real legitimate reason as to why but he did not like to be called by his last name or actually by his name at all. As a lorrdian, he spoke mostly through body language, that could be a reason. As could be a reason to why is he did grow up trained by jedi and they callled him by title and his first name rather than his last. Regardless, He didn't know as to why but he did realize in company of those of high ranking there would have to be some sort of formality. But would it be too personal to be called by his first name rather than his last? Suppose it didn't matter since he already told her what he rather be called by, hopefully she didn't take it as rude.

Oh, how rude of me, Mister Hex. I"m Countess Calum of the Greater House of Teramo of Sereno. Clan sister of the Willamina of the Mandalirans.

Personal, was the way he introduced himself, very personal. At least in comparison as to how she just introduced herself, that was a lot title right there and a mouth full to say the least. He bowed his head out of reaction to her name as that was the respectful act to do, at least that is what he assumed. Despite his many visits to mandlore territory, he knew little about their customs asides from the way they fight and the way the soldiers lived. He wasn't sure how the nobility lived could it be the same as the soldiers? Maybe so....But may be not.

Jericho wasn't the type take food from a stranger, he was always cautious about what he ate seeing as what he does attracts very.....unnoble-like company, needless to say he doesn't eat what he doesn't kill. But he has been some time since he has eaten; two days, twenty-two hours and forty-three minutes now in fact and the food did look more than just eatable, it looked actually delicious. After witnessing her eat the food herself, it obviously wasn't poisoned. The warrior took off his mask and once more bowed his head to her as a way for foreword apology, he simply could no longer hold back. By the time she finished her first, he had already finished five and three cups of wine, normally he did not eat this way but normally he did not have this type of company either, sadly this was poor timing.

After finishing the reminder of the appetizers and washing it down with five more cups of wine he wiped his mouth and looked down keep the smell of food to embrace her face. "Many mandlorians don't like force users this is true. But there are many that can use the force, strange....Am I right? Regardless, you are the only one that know that I am a jedi...Of sorts. My skills are like yours hand to hand combat as well as melee weapons. I come here to test my skills as mandlorians love battle and most are always battle ready even the youth. I learn much from fighting your people as well as I keep my body at it's physical peak."

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"] (Sorry for taking forever!)

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Taking in some more wine only to be very amused with this ones eating manners or lack of them. This only gave away to a small smirk upon her own lips. Finding herself more time on her hand between the courses. After which time she let the next dish be brought into for their enjoyment. Also it didn't escape her own eyes the way at first he didn't want to touch anything put in front of him. Finding her napkin that was place in her lap brought up to her lips. This a smile she happen to have something to say upon this matter brought before her.

"Yes, you are very right about those that don't like using the force. Yes they do like to fight a lot don't if there no blood then you haven't fraught. Its is true that this way of life is one that takes awhile to get use to if one isn't born into the mandalorian." , not should how much of her past does she give a way to this stranger. It was true that she wanted to found out more if anything he does entruge her for sure.

"So any ways so now that I know a bit about your thirst for battle, that your maybe or maybe not be a force users.", with that she had a wicked grin upon her lips.

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

He continued to gorge himself to the gourmet mandlorian food, plate after plate. He was a warrior, a sith hunter, and those titles did not get him meals like this. Most he would make would get him an inn and tavern food and tavern food was far from the level this food was. From his time traveling and living off the lower one can allow themselves some indulgment from time to time. Talking about indulging, he stopped eating and wiped his mouth to look at the woman eye to eye with his face decently clean. He noticed her look, her grin, he has seen that type of look before from the tavern women. It was a universal body language that all woman had, tavern, lorrdian, mandlorian, and he saw it. "Yes....My lady?" He said questioning her wondering where this was going to go.

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"]

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Giving him another small before once again took her own glass upon her fingers and sip on the sweet red wine. "well, I been wondering one thing, do you always travel alone." as she let herself ship in her own chair. Before she started to once again speak, "as you found something about me like any other women have came across."

Waving her hand for him to follow her into a sitting room that had a holo net but also something else that was very much out of place. Wanted to answer before going on what really on her mind. As she let her own dress flow around her. "All of these, sometimes I as myself how I got myself into this culture to start the change into being coming a warrior when called upon."

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

"Yes, generally I do. Sometime I have company, sometimes I do not and my company always varies." He stated calmly. He lowered the rest of his meal to focus on her, watching her slightest movements, reading into her body language. For a moment he did this, until her words pierced his ears just a few seconds later. "You are...More elegant than most I have come across, milady." He said again with his usual tone, not wanting to divulge his thoughts to her just yet.

She rose and walked away, her dress followed her with each elegant step and flowed when she turned around to face him. With a raise of her small but strong hand, the woman noble waved gently, signaling the monster of a man to come to her, to follow her to the next room. She was the type that was used to getting what she wanted telling her light action and being with her rank and being in her home, that was expected. He took a moment to look at the meal, still hungry, though he would not admit it but he had to respect the woman of the home. So he stood quietly without a word and walked to her, into the next room.

He wasn't sure what to say to her comment but regardless it was interesting, from noble to a warrior persona. Jericho was a seeker of knowledge, but as much knowledge that was embedded to his memory he could not relate to the woman. She could be culture and composed as this but as her nature was deep down she was a warrior, always ready for a fight. Where as he, all he knew was gathering information from the darkest of place and battling different species both humanoid or not. This was his first time enjoying fine dining as well as talking to a noble outside of being payed or being asked for some sort of job. All he could do to respond to her with a short nod and continue to listen to what she had to say.

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"]

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Letting herself think over what just asked. Smiling as she didn't need the force to judge from his mannerism. Calling for one of her servants to bring a few things to the room. Bring what would be some more of finger food along with another bottle of wine with three wine glasses. After which she waiting for the servant to bow giving her the same respect do. It wasn't like she didn't know how to respect all that worked for her. As more now then anything most had choose to stay with her even some giving into some of the training that had been offered. Even know that if they pick a clan wish to go would not stop them. After all she knew that each one still a person that they had their own minds and desires. Also they had to do what was good for them and in some cases their family. Smiling at the point to this very thought. Before letting her eyes come back from the window she was looking out.

"Forgive me if this is to personal question, Mister Jericho, but they training you have and the company you keep are they honorable characters,", this was the question that would then give her idea of which way she was to proceed. There was always a reason for all her action or reason of doing what she did or having dinner with others. In this case there was something that was lending to. As she give off her own small as she took one of the after mean meal desserts.

"Please give the little chocolate with the rip red seed fruit on top its a taste you will not forget very soon after." , as she let herself take another bite size even slowly chew and enjoy the play with her taste bud.

"You see Mr. Jericho I must know that you are honor and respectful, as you already use the force, which I will not get into as I have mix feelings." , that where she would leave this subject manner as this wasn't for her today. As never was it about her as she had others to watch out for even to watch over.

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

She called in another servant and at the moment's notice, a servant came in with more food as well as another bottle of wine. But the difference in this equation was, there was an extra cup instead the other original two. Was there was another guest that was going to come into play as well? There had to be unless the servant was going to join them as well, but that was exceptionally doubtful. Then he began to contemplate whether or not he should drink anymore, he already had about three bottles of wine to wash down all the food that he has eaten so far and it was slowly catching up to him. Though....It would be rude if he didn't drink more of his host's drink, he let out a sigh and poured himself a glass and drank it. As he drank the woman asked him about the company he kept after finishing the glass he put it down.

"Company.....Meaning a long-term companion? Aside from my new apprentice; none. I traveled alone for a very long time until I met her after a sith raid killed the village she tried to protect." He said in a calm but drunk-ish tone. He let a sigh move through his lips, like him, she lost her master and was left to fend for herself. He couldn't help but take her in and watch over her until she was strong enough to take care of herself. He poured another glass and drank it quickly, normally he wouldn't be talking about things like this so openly, but the wine was finally taking it's mark. "Hrm....Short-term, depends on situations and missions, so from weeks to months. I wouldn't say they are honorable but they are good at what they do, if they weren't they would be.....One with the force." He stated coldly with a scruff.

Taking her advice, he did as she asked, and experience and new feeling with each bite of the fruit; it was so good, he kept his quiet for a moment just to enjoy the taste. It could be the wine but the taste of the fruit mixed with melted chocolate taste was amazing. After she questioned his honor he looked up at her and let out another sigh be released from his mouth. "Respectful, I try to be. Honorable...Is questionable...." He murmured. The things he had to do save those in need. The things he had to do to win against the darkness of the universe, if he was still part of the order he would be a sentinel, the ones that would have to do all the dirty work for peace, by any means necessary. He poured himself two more glasses and drank.

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"] (He is honorable even if he doesn't think it, just when he's drunk he let's things get to him from time to time.)

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Always in this place she was thinking of something beside oneself. Taking the drink in hand as she pounder what had been on the mind of the Countess. Could one like her able to tell sometimes what was on her own mind. This time she had to think of her dear lovely cousin. If not for the small fact that she had the force at Nephesh something she personal dislike.

If things would have been different then she wouldn't had invited the likes of him to her place after seeing him fight he did.

curious that you bring up apprentice if that what you call the ones that you train in the force,", , taking a few more bits of a different looking cracker and nerf cheese.

"Let me ask would you be welling to take on another force sensitive for a time.", there it was out in the open the root of why she would someone like her ask someone like him here to her manor.

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"]

Interesting, most gave some sort of fight to keep the order or sith from trying to take their children or friends away for training. She just up and asked him to take on another padawan. He took a moment to think about this, it would teach him more about the ways of proper teaching and how to interact with other people.Then there is the fact that a noble was asking for this and she seemed kind enough, he would have a place to fall back to if needed. Plus it would be a chance to learn more of the people of mandlore. Also, there could be a potential helper against the forces of the dark side and the sith. There were a lot of perks in this so far so in true, how could he really say no to a chance like this?

"I don't see why not. On the condition that you hold me close as an ally and I can come back here as one could say as a 'base' when I travel here." He replied calmly to her offer.

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

The quick curve of her lips only fade speaking of what he wanted. This caused her to pick up the glass of wine. After which she let herself look as if she was thinking hard about this. Only to cause her to look up as her Nephesh dearest cousin enter the room. To hold up her own hand only to cause to speak first, "My dearest Nephesh come have a drink with us." as she look once again at [member="Jericho"] .

"If this is clear enough to me that you would like a place to come that one wouldn't have to know about. This could be arranged but also there a few other places I can think also that one could lay low at.", as she looked at her Cousin Nephesh even those she was young the sharpness of her mind could be seen. In her own eyes only she held her tongue until Countess asked her to speak.

"Jericho, this is my young dear Cousin Nephest of the Lesser House under Greater house Teramo.

 

[Nephesh Raivah]

As she entered the room one couldn't help but see that she had one a floor length emerald green dress. Even her own self to note she was meeker then that of the countess personality of been much bolder. As she smile as her name was said. She did what anyone of her high born would do that was to hold out her hand to be taken.

"Its a pleasure to met you." as she would have been there sooner but had found a book to be the factor of it all. One should could put in down a very much a tale called the Dirty Dance of the Jaws, and the quiet Twiwlic. As she with the other hand pick up her glass that was now filled and to her lips to embrace this moment. Knowing that her Cousin had to be up to something but this wasn't something she knew of just yet.

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

Titles.....So many titles with these noble folk, he suppose for good reason? As his philosophy went, each to their own and one can mesh everything in between. He noticed the woman of red blazing hair to the wine glass to her lips before the other woman enter, did she distest the idea of him using her home? In most situations, he would understand not allowing some stranger roam about a noble home, a man as dirty as can be. But he was the one called here and he was the one being asked a favor, so he could be trusted enough to come by and enjoy the wonders of a guest bed from time to time could he not? He wasn't asking for the world, just for a place for a humble....Jedi....Nomad.

"That is condition, Madam Countess."

He was a nomad-type, having a safe 'home' in many places was the thing he did best. And he knew many places in mandlore that could be considered safe, but this would be the safest. He may be speaking out of turn but still a favor for a favor right? He would have to push for this when they were under more private of terms as another woman entered the room. She didn't look much younger than he and the countess but then again the two of them weren't that old either. She held out her hand to be taken by him, a custom, maybe? Though he was far from a gentleman he took her hand and gave it a light peck before guiding her to her seat. As he assumed that was the custom.

"And you." He stated calmly to her.

He quickly analyzed the new woman before him, she was polite, obedient and knew her place. She seemed loyal to her elder cousin despite the difference in rank with no signs of fake kindness nor deep hidden hatred. Meaning the houses were in order and not in some sort of contest of disarray. A very rare thing while in these times of on and off wars and peace. She seemed more than fit and despite being humble and quite she seemed capable. Some who may be easy to train and get along with similar to his own padawan, though little Emily was more perky and outgoing. He would have to understand the woman before him more before jumping into conclusions though.

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"]
@Nephesh Raivah

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Giving him a very quick nod after her Cousin had made her way into the room. It was always a joy to see her looking so much better. After all she still look like a frighten doe. This being off Sereno would have to take time. Knowing of just one kind of life all this time. Looking towards at the gentlemen he used in her present. Giving of her approve to that she made the right judgement of character.

"I'm please to see this, its fine Nephesh just remember that one must be on time in all manners of affairs.", as put down her own glass moved to take a sit also. "I think we need to talk about this Nephesh, as I have known for sometime. Which knowing the feeling of what our family think of force users. In these times one must put aside for a greater cause. This one has agreed to teach the ways of the force. You are to learn and go with him, I know you wanted to return to your family home right now isn't the best this is.",she knew that because there was still hunters after any members of their family but soon that would be taken care off.

Reaching out and patting her hand to smooth her some what.

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Nephesh Raivah]

Nephesh looking down into her laps at her hands as her cousin spoke of what knew had living in side of her. To her it was a curse or so she had been taught in about way. Finding her own eyes looking up with a sadness of the thought of not return home as she had planned. Then after all she knew her cousin knew best of what must be done with her. In a way she need to keep low one way was to also see if one could under stand this force business more.

"I feel that your are right in this matter my dear cousin.", knowing that it be easier her away away from the situation at hand.

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"][member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

No fight, no spirit, no fire.....Most mandlorians he knew of were little spitfires that were ready battle at any time. This young was calm and willing to do anything to please the higher cause of things if the family ordered it. Training this young woman would be the other end of the spectrum of his other two padawans. At this point he would have one of each unique personality. One was more outgoing but filled with determination and fire, one with that was quiet as he and socially awkward, and this one; she relaxed and a better sense of mannerism and royalty. Adventures with these three were going to be something else that was for sure, he let out a sigh and picked up a glass off wine and quickly finished it.

This was too easy, there had to be more to the red head countess that meets her eye. Some sort of intention or something to be used as a means to an end. What did she have in mind to take care of aside from tossing her beloved cousin to a force using stranger. He pondered for a moment and shook his head and made himself another drink that he quick finished off. Whatever her intentions, she had to realize if he was going to take her as a padawan and mold her skills, she had an obligation to keep. Despite the Levantine Sanctum were a peaceful community, there would be battles to be fought and the young mistress will have to be a Levantine over a mandlorian. But to each their own secrets for now.

He poured another glass and raised it to the young girl that would be under his stead from now on. "To you, enjoy tonight for your training will start at dawn. SO for now we enjoy each other's company until the day comes."

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"]
@Nephesh Raivah

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Coming to the fact that she was what she wanted to have plan. As she let herself go into her own mind by turning inwards for a time. To think of what was going to come after knowing that her own cousin would be training of her own. " I can tell by your manners and the way her eyes are always deep in thought to what could be going on with you. Finding herself with her wine glass. NOt knowing if the force when one drank would make them able to hold there drink better or if it wasn't something else.

Saying nothing as her own Nephesh spoke up.

[member="Jericho"]