diccon martel

He shook his head, “But then, trying to find a good leader in Aragoth is about as easy as finding a dragon egg. Perhaps I’d better stay right here with the rest of you.”

Diccon followed behind Tom, laughing a little. “There’s no safe place in Aragoth for someone like you or I, who are so close to the lords and ladies,” he replied, a hint of sadness to his voice. “Though Lady Alia seems to have just as little protection as we do, poor girl. Her only hope for happiness and safety is to marry and get far away from here.” He placed a hand on Tom’s shoulder, giving it a playful squeeze. “And what would we do without you here with us, Tom?” he asked, grinning at his friend.

Hi!!!! I’m Abby aka your new best friend. Atm I’m still piecing together Jyne’s backstory, but I can say that she’s definitely been in the north a while. I have a feeling she made the bold move to flee the south when she was a teenager. That means that she and Diccon could have potentially known each other for a long time. Anywho, did you have any plans for these two? Jyne isn’t an act first think later kind of girl; she’s worse. She thinks things through, realizes they’re bold and dangerous, but proceeds to get herself into all kinds of trouble anyways. I feel like Diccon sees one of the calmest sides of Jyne, though, because they work in the stables together, and working with the horses is when Jyne really feels in her element, at peace. All of this could lead to all kinds of tom-foolery with these two, especially since Jyne will jump on the northern resistance band wagon once Guinevere makes her way north. Basically, I’m all ears!

So I think Diccon would definitely admire Jyne’s bravery cuz I think Diccon would be the more hesitant of the two to do things like that? xD Though I have a feeling Jyne would be able to talk him into doing quite a few things he wouldn’t do ordinarily--or at least he wouldn’t do them if they were his ideas. xD But yes! I think these two could get into some good mischief together. :D

“Sleep? That’s even more pathetic than staring at the floorboards,” He said, winking, “Go to bed any earlier, and I’ll mistake you for a man three times your age. Come on, mate, one drink and then you can go to sleep.” He paused, “I’ll even pay for it and that is a once in a life time opportunity. Don’t pass it up without thinking it over.” He teased. 

He laughed a little at that and nodded. “Alright. I suppose I can humor you enough for one drink. Harmless enough, right?” he asked, making his way out of the stables.

Annie smiled, taking her uncle’s arm as they walked, “You will, one day,” She promised, “I’m not so worried about you. These northern girls will settle for anyone,” She teased, giving him a mischievous grin. 

Diccon looked down at her, laughing as they set off. “They’ll settle?” he repeated, grinning at her. “I may not be a high lord, but those girls could do much worse than I.”

“Not that it’s any of your concern, but It is important business that takes me so early from the castle, not trouble sleeping.” He stood while Diccon moved to fetch him a horse. “My attendant’s father is sick or dying or something,” He said, waving his hand in annoyance. When it was up to him, such silly excuses would not keep men from their duties. Not if they meant to keep them. “You will accompany me today.” 

He withheld a sigh as he fastened the saddle around the horse’s underside, pulling the straps to make sure it was tight. If he were to go on this trip with Rowlin, the last thing he would want is for Rowlin to fall off his horse--no doubt, Rowlin would blame him for it. “Are you certain you wish for me to accompany you, my lord? I would be happy to, I merely...Feel I would be inadequate to wait upon such an important man.” He’d say anything to make sure he didn’t have to accompany this man anywhere.

Gods save them all when he took the North.

He jogged back to ensure he wasn’t keeping Lady Sysley waiting for too long, his chest rising and falling a bit heavier than before as he caught his breath. He offered Lady Sysley his arm. “Apologies for the delay, my lady. How are you this fine day?”

Hi, there!  Kate, again.  :3  He’s the local carpenter, so he might work with Diccon on, like, building and/or repair stables etc sometimes?  Either way, he’s close with the Thorel family, so he may be tied in the the Martels as well?  And I can certainly see him really liking Diccon.  Thoughts?

“C’mon, mate,” He said, clapping him on the shoulder, ”I’m not going to let you spend your evening sitting around at home staring at the floorboards and dying of boredom. I’m heading down to the Great Dragon and I insist that you come along.” 

He wiped a hand over his face at Danyl’s offer. “I wasn’t planning on going home to stare at the floorboards--I was planning on going to sleep,” he said, laughing again. “Does that change your mind at all?”

But that was only half of it. “… if I was in love, I wouldn’t want someone asking. Not if there wasn’t some sort of understanding between us. Because what if I loved him and he didn’t love me? I shouldn’t want everyone knowing that. But you know her better than anyone, so I ask you. But if you don’t think she thinks of him much, then she couldn’t be in love with him.” She paused, “Have you ever been in love, uncle?” She asked, “You don’t have to answer, if you don’t want to.”

He fell silent at her question, his gaze drifting to the stable floor as he thought. “No, I don’t think I have ever been in love,” he said, looking back to his niece. He’d had interest in women before, but he’d never been in love--not the way Tom loved Isolde, anyway.

So yeah, she’s not in a good place with the family she left behind and if asked, I feel like her dad is just like “she’s no daughter of mine.” 

“You are the Martel boy, aren’t you? Isolde’s brother?” She asked, looking him up and down. She could see the family resemblance. “Come, be a good lad and help an old woman back to her chambers.” 

He paused, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked at her. “Of course I will, my lady,” he said, bowing to her before offering her his arm. “But what of your horses?”

I also feel like Diccon is one of the few people that can bring Isolde out of her quiet shell. Like she’s got a very sweet temperament and tries to see the best in everyone, but I feel like Diccon is one of the few that can get her to be a bit louder and more boisterous/playful/etc. idk..

Hahah! I would LOVE to see that happen! If there’s anyone who can do it, it’s her bby brother. :)

Also, since she’s from such a prominent fam, is she hiding here and going by a different name? Or is she just going by her regular name?

That was part of the reason she enjoyed her uncle though: she had to be strong for her father, her brother, her aunt … but she could always be a child for a moment when it was just the two of them. 

At the mention of Tom, Diccon let out a sigh, pushing a hand through his short hair. “Sometimes I wonder if your aunt knows Tom is alive,” he said with a chuckle. “He’s a good man. If she were to ever pay him that kind of attention, he would make her very happy,” Diccon said, nodding a little. “Have you asked your Aunt Isolde how she feels about him? You seem fairly comfortable bringing it up to her brother,” he said, laughing a little.