Harvey
Valkrin Farensun 
Farensun Estate, Redwall District 

"Years ago, before there was a Pirate King, there was a man named Faren Sunn." Valkrin began, staring off into the distance, "Faren was the greatest of us, could outrun any ship, run any blockade. He found me after my Susanna was murdered, standing in a cellar, a pool of other men's blood at my feet. Offered to help find those responsible, so long as I'd stay on with his crew and help 'persuade' others to give up their goods." 

Valkrin stood, and looked up at the sky, taking a deep breath. "Those bastards burned my wife and child alive, all because I told their father I wouldn't murder his rival. So I hung their corpses from my bowsprit til their bones rotted away. Ol' Faren died before that, and I took his name as mine, so his legend won't die until mine does." 

He sat back down and turned to face her, "That's how I became a Farensun, Ms. Tanner."
Marguerite
Catarina Tanner
Farensun Estate, Redwall District

She gazed at him in silence for a few moments, not quite sure what to say. Pity? He likely wouldn't want that. Hell, she seldom told the story of Alofen's death to avoid the pitiful looks and the hollow, "I'm sorry to hear that"S. No, not pity. Understanding though, perhaps. Empathy. He had lost a wife and child; she had lost a husband and an unborn baby. Both to senseless killing, though his was certainly more personal than hers. 

And here she had thought he was free of curses. That he had never known the loss she had. 

There was a flicker of something in her dark eyes as she finally cleared her throat and murmured, "That is quite the story..."
Harvey
Valkrin Farensun
Farensun Estate, Redwall District

"Nothing like the stories they tell of me in the bars and docks, eh? That I just murder and take what I want because I enjoy it." His attention snapped to the young woman carrying in a tray of small cuts of meats and cheeses, along with small loaves of bread. 

Valkrin placed his cigar in an ashtray beside the chair, and began to eat one of the loaves. Maith had sent a baker to him recently, and he'd never quite get used to food this good.
Marguerite
Catarina Tanner
Fareunsun Estate, Redwall District

Her mind flickered back to that day in the brothel, when he had handed her the knife and told her to kill the owner. She had been so close to it, yet she chose not to. Two people, both faced with a great loss, yet she put down the blade and he picked it up. She still remembered how, when he had joined her outside, there were still spatters of blood on his clothes. Not much—he had tried to clean up some—but she still saw. 

She was grateful for the distraction of the arriving food, quickly digging in and enjoying the decadent meats and cheeses. It gave her more time to think about her response. 

"I suppose, if you're going for legendary, you want them to tell those stories," She finally said, then took another bite of cheese.
Harvey
Valkrin Farensun
Farensun Estate, Redwall District

"They can tell whatever stories they damn well please, but the ones now keep most folk from bothering me," He said as he swallowed, "And that's fine in my eyes." 

The boy that Valkrin had sent to the docks returned with two bottles in hand, and gave them both to the Ambereye. "Said the rest will come tonight after dark, sir." The young boy backed away and ran off to get back to his other tasks. Valkrin popped the cork on one of the bottles and filled a glass for Catarina. 

"Those stories are also how I get a whole crate of Terreme wine, when I only paid for one bottle."
Marguerite
Catarina Tanner
Fareunsun Estate, Redwall District

She took the glass and raised it in a toast, a slight smile on her lips. "Can't say that's a bad thing," She replied. It wasn't theft if it was given to him, after all. Even if it was given primarily out of fear... 

She took a sip from her glass and watched him for a few moments before asking, "So what's the plan? I can't imagine you can keep doing this forever, and you just said yourself you don't murder and take what you want because you enjoy it."
Harvey
Valkrin Farensun
Farensun Estate, Redwall District 

Valkrin reclined into his chair and re-lit his cigar. "Honestly, I'd like to return to Falsa. The Dumagnes favor me, after avenging their father, and I'm sure the Vortigerns can be persuaded to pardon me. It's been forty years since I stood in the valley I was born in, and that's where I'd like my story to end. Not at the end of some kid's blade as he tried to make a name for himself."

After a bit of silence, he sat back up, "There's still many years until that happens though."