The Bloodstained Wolf

"Iontach. (Wonderful.)" She said smiling as she took a drink. "This will also give me a bit more experience in teachin' as well." She finished before Eden spoke up. "Fia was one of the assassins to help me finish my own training. She's a great teacher even if she doesn't think so." Eden teased. "It's no' tha' I don't think I'm a good teacher... I worry I won't be as good as me father."

She nodded, keeping her head down. "um... There were three I believe. They all looked drunk and... I don't like how they were looking at me." She said unsure if the men were following them. "I think I heard Fia say they were going to a pub... Do you think we should go there?" She asked her voice shaky.

"If I may be so bold... don't compare yourself to your parents, it'll only leave you tired, hurt, and confused. Remember, you are not them, however, they are part of you." Günther paused, and sipped his Ale before continuing. "After all, one does not think of the quality of the eggs used when enjoying the cake, Ja?"

"Then we head to the pub" Eberhard said quietly as he changed direction and started leading Marisol to the pub. While he wanted to fight the men that had made her so fearful, Marisol's safety came first.

Looking up she smiled and gave a nod. "Thank ye... There is a lot expected o' me. Bein a Mentor is an important job and the thought o' messin up is a terrifyin' one. I'll be responsible for all the lives in me brotherhood back home. One wrong move an I could single-handedly bring it t' ruin..."

Marisol nodded as they began to go to the Pub instead of the church. She knew they would be safer with the numbers and maybe the men would leave them alone.

"And yet the cake is not the egg. You'll do alright, Fiadh" Günther said with a smile. He knew the burden of leadership better than anyone as he was not only responsible for the lives of his men as their captain, but he was also the Grandmaster of the Knights Teutonic. He was responsible not only for the lives of his men, but he was responsible for those that had been slaughtered in Germany. "After all, you couldn't possibly do any worse than me."
"Moverse rápido(move, fast)" Eberhard said quietly as he picked up the pace, still holding Marisol close as he lead them to the pub. He knew how men could be, and he swore he would never let anything like that happen to Marisol.

Aye... Thankfully I have time before tha' happens..." She said with a smile before looking up at him. "An.. why do ye say tha, lad?" She asked curious. "From wha' I've seen ye've been doin' a fantastic job." She said with a smile.

Marisol picked up speed. She was terrified of what these men might want which only made her move faster. "Is that it?" She asked looking at one of the buildings they were coming up on.

"Now, ja, but not back in Germany. Lost a few hundred good men" Günther said with a sad sigh before downing what was left of his ale and ordering another. "All that's left is the men that sail with me, those at the remote monasteries or weren't in Germany at the time, those that fled, and about four hundred men in the Holy Land."

Sensing Marisol's fear, Eberhard snapped, and turned to look at the men. He scooped up Marisol, holding her in his arms before running as fast as he could to the pub, carrying her the rest of the way.

Eberhard skidded to a halt in front of the pub, and stood there for a moment, panting and heaving as he fought for every breath.

I hope to be a leader like me da... He always seems tea know what tea do... No matter the situation..." She said before noticing Marisol and Eberhard outside. "I think we should step outside for a moment..." She said taking a drink before getting up to head to the door.

Marisol looked over Eberhards shoulder to see the men still following. Once they reached the pub Marisol looked up at the entrance to see Fiadh exiting and approaching them.

"What on earth for..." Günther leaned over, and looked out of the window before practically leaping over the table to get outside. Eberhard looked up at Fiadh, and finally put Marisol down.
"Marisol, get inside. Look after her" Eberhard coughed before turning to see if the men had followed them to the pub. Günther made his way to Eberhard's side, and eyed the men before resting a hand on the hilt of his axe.
"What do you want" Günther asked coldly. Eberhard studied the men, memorising their faces so he could deal with them later.

Eden hurried out and led Marisol inside and back to the table they had been sitting at but Fiadh stayed outside. She moved to stand beside Gunther and Eberhard, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. "What are ye followin' me friends fer?" She asked arching her brow at the drunks. One smiled and answered them. "We just wanted ta say hi to the pretty lady." The leader of the group said with a crooked-toothed smile. "She's taken... move on." Fia replied with a cold smile. Looking out of the corner of her eye she smiled as she saw Ferdiad approaching.

"Bullshit. You and I both know you're too cheap to go to the brothel, that or the Abbess finally banned you." Eberhard looked at the men and smirked, he recognised the bastards from the brothel. Günther recognised the men too, he'd fought them once before after they'd roughed up one of the prostitutes.
Ferdiad stood a fair distance away, watching carefully as this all went down. He knew these men wouldn't take no for an answer, so he gripped his Hurley tightly as he prepared for a fight.

She smiled, these men didn't even see Ferdiad. "Tha smart think tea d' would be tea walk away..." She said smiling before the leader spoke. "Your only here because you have these two to protect you." He said as he took a step closer to Fia. "What do you say? If the other lass dosn't want to enjoy a little time with us... maybe you will." He said but Fiadh didn't seem bothered by his words. "Touch me an i'll break yer jaw. I don' need either o' these fine men tea protect me. If it were jus' me an tha lot o' ye I would still be tha one left standing..."

"You think we're protecting her? Oh that's a good one" Eberhard chuckled before bursting into a fit of laughter that had him crying.
"Now, we'll give you one last chance to fuck off. Ignore it, and... well I'm sure know what happens next" Günther said with a smirk. Ferdiad remained completely silent, but started winding up his Hurley to take a good cracking at the man who had essentially threatened Fiadh.

Fia didn't move, she simply stared at the man and silently dared him to try something. "I don't believe you. This wee thing couldn't do anything. I doubt she's strong enough to lift a crab trap." He said as he went to reach for Fia's breast. Her hand shot out before she twisted his wrist to the point of breaking. "Well.. Ye made tha wrong choice..." She said breaking his wrist before kicking him in the face and knocking him back.

Fiadh's attack was all it took for all hell to break loose.
Ferdiad whacked one man on the side of his head with his hurley, instantly snapping his neck before driving the handle into the chest of another. Eberhard immediately lunged at another man, beating him senseless in a blind rage. Günther? Well he wasn't one to mess around. He swiftly drew has axes, and cleaved into one man's neck, before driving the other into the back of a man that was about to stab Eberhard. The three men fought like savages, brutally killing the men.

Fia smiled, allowing the three men to take out their anger on the men as she waited for them to get done. "Well, now tha' that's done let's go back in an get another drink shall we?" She asked as she waited for them by the door. Eden was still inside with Marisol and had ordered her a drink as they waited for them to come back inside.

Once they were done with the men, there wasn't really much left of them. Eberhard looked around at all the dead men, still heaving in rage.
"You three go ahead. I'm not quite done with them yet" he said with a sinister smirk. He started dragging the men down the street, with the intention of stringing them up as a warning to others like them. He would also cut off their family jewels and shove them in their mouths as extra measure.
Günther and Ferdiad followed Fiadh inside, and got themselves some drinks, still covered with blood.

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