Tayner wrote:Mettius Clement
North Watch
Mettius Clement. The dark elf had been always been an imposing man to Everlid, towering even over father and Alano he had once frightened her as a child. She had once told her father about that when she was five or so years old. He had laughed, one of those big hardy laughs that came from his belly and seemed to radiate to all in the room. Mettius was his friend he had told her that day, a man who he would trust with his life, a man who had given much to House Carcaster, serving under her grandfather and before that in the Legion itself. If Father could trust Mettius with his life, then so would Everlid.
Since then, she had come to see Mettius as more of a sad character than the hard soilder he presented himself as. He had seen so much in his long life, the War of the Black Pheonix amongst them. Divines new how many men he had called friend that no rested in the ground or whos ashes where on the wind. Now her father was amongst them. Maybe that was why he was a hard man, but Everlid could never help but feel as if under all that he was one of the saddest men alive.
"Sr Mettius, stand up. We will all miss Father, but I don't think he will want us to mourn long," Everlid knew that many in the Dutchy would be mourning for many days yet. Her Father has brought about a prosperity that hadn't been seen in High Rock for many years, " Aye, I received your letter. Hawks have been sent to the rest of the Dutchy. The Levy is massing and the Guard is ready and the Order is assembled. Your letter mentioned that Heremond asked you to take care of some personal business of his, Heremond would send one of his best knights and trusted advisers to take care of some errands, if it is that important to Heremond, than I must know as well."