David
Lady Elise Hagen
Hagen Keep
For the time being Elise was working on a few side projects. Currently one of the farmers lost a wheel off their cart. To her it was just another day in the forge as she made the ring of iron just larger than the wheel was and welded it together from the sheer heat she put between the two layers. Luckily for her the forge she was working with was plenty large and she had a cool spring flowing just beside her to use as a cooling peice for the ring. Soon she had it on and slid over the wheel. The flames were expected as it went on so Elise cool as she could be poured water over the ring to shrink it to the wheel. It was hard work, but it had to be done by someone. By the end of it she had a fixed wheel and rolled it up to the keep doorfront and smiled as the farmer came and got it giving her a few of their crops as payment. This could feed her for a few weeks so she was quite gracious as they left.
Frank
**Jeremiah Far-Farer Vessel Tonrar
Hagen Keep**

To Jeremiah, it wasn't like every other day of the month for him. He was cold, he was hungry, and worse, he was *Spent*. Two weeks of walking through the forests and swampy areas of South Feyshore really take a toll on a person, and unfortunately, it had been some time since Jeremy had encountered a community or a town. His rations were low, and even while he had money, he had no way of purchasing food; which left him to foraging the area as he walked. Even if he was meticulous and took great care, it was difficult to find anything in the vegetation worth eating.

Which has led him to soon stumbling through the woods finally onto a clear road, leading up towards the remnants of a large keep. His clothes, a simple combination of a shirt, trousers, and green hooded cloak were the epitome of a woodsman. His hat lay by his side as he tugged on his side pack, a sigh of relief escaping his lips as he headed toward the keep. 

As he stumbled towards the great doors, he knew he would encounter a Servant or two. Leaning slightly against the great doors, Jeremy knocked his fist against it in a few quick raps. While he had been stumbling up the path however, the thought struck him that the Keep may be unoccupied. It was slightly derelict, yet showed signs of renovation. Perhaps there was a new Master to its halls?
David
Lady Elise Hagen
Hagen Keep
*The Keep seemed to have been recently redone as from the looks of the structure there were clean stones atop it and new smaller rooms rebuilt to the sides of them. A small crest of a blacksmith's hammer silently standing guard at the door. It's colors a bright yellow and orange, just those of the color of flame and hot steel. From within though cane the quick, but oddly soft steps which sounded to be from a person of the feminine attributes. As the door opened it revealed a quite short woman.* "Oh hello there, goodness you look like you have seen the bad end of many a days." Elise says as she quickly waved him in. "Come, come, I have just received some grains and produce. I don't mind sharing at all with someone in such poor shape." Elise says softly her red hair hanging down freely of any bindings. As for the inside of the keep he could see it was also recently fixed thanks to the oddly warm and welcoming feel.
Frank
**Jeremiah Far-Farer Vessel Tonrar
Hagen Keep**

As Jeremiah was admiring the Sigil that was upon the doorframe, he quickly leaned off of it in surprise as it pulled open. It was to his surprise that a short woman was the one behind it, and even more so when he realized just the sort it was. The young woman could not have been two or four years younger than him, yet was nearly two feet shorter. While she lacked in terms of height, it fully seemed as if she were a.. *Mature* Woman. Yet even more surprising to Jeremiah would be her..

.. Hair. A lovely color that had to be strawberry blonde, but was a beautiful strain of *Red*. He was already taken aback by the women's hair, so imagine his surprise when she offered him to come in. Wrapping his arms around his chest, Jeremiah found his voice failing him as he couldn't help but smile wearily. "-Uh. Y-yes please. Thank you so much ma'am.." *Ma'am* Felt like such an odd term to describe someone so young, yet it felt appropriate. As Jeremy followed the young woman in, he could already feel the warmth of a hearth inviting him closer.

Not short on manners, Jeremiah quickly introduced himself as he tugged his backpack to the side, placing it near the entrance along with his cloak. "I.. Apologize for not introducing myself earlier. My name is Jeremiah Far-Farer Vessel Tonrar.. Your *Grace*," Jeremy said softly as he bowed towards his gracious host. Just bowing made the taller redhead come nearly face to face with the woman.
David
Lady Elise Hagen 
Hagen Keep
Elise seeing how he reacted to her hair and body chuckled a bit. "My my, I can say you're not the first to stare, but I've long since stopped caring. My love is in caring for others and making things for them. Though hearing your name it is quite interesting. I'll call you Jeremiah if that's okay. As for me my name is Lady Elise Hagen. One of the last few of our family. The others, well they decided to leave the town and people to me. It's been an interesting last few years, but I can handle things pretty well." Elise says as she carefully lead him into the dining room and began to cook. It did smell quite nice and from the smell of it she more likely than not made a few pot pies, except were it's a simple single pie to be taken from a cast iron Dutch oven. Though it just seemed to be a pot that when she brought it out had a nice layer of crust on top and a mix of vegetables and once dried meats in it. "Here you are, I hope you can enjoy this. I just cook from time to time so this isn't that great."
Frank
**Jeremiah Far-Farer Vessel Tonrar
Hagen Keep**

Jeremiah couldn't help but blush at Elise's astute observation of him measuring her. God, here he was being rude.. Placing his hands behind his back, Jeremy uttered softly as he followed her to the dining room. "-I apologize, Lady Hagen. I don't mean to stare. I've.." He felt his voice falter a bit again. It seemed like such a silly thing to a stranger, but to someone from Melsoh.. It was something else entirely. "... I have never met anyone with red hair like mine. Its.. Very beautiful, my lady. And it means the world to meet someone with it." In the land of Melsoh, people who were born with red hair were rare altogether, and in fact were branded as.. Less than savory.

As Jeremiah fell into a chair, careful to not touch top many silverware, he couldn't help but feel like he entered a dream. The aroma of delicious food in the air. The smiling, pleasantness of someone who was so endearing. As Elise brought out the pie for him to enjoy, Jeremiah couldn't help but feel a few tears tug at the edge of his eyes. Forcing a smile, Jeremy tried some of the pie with his fork, taking in and savoring the flavor before speaking.

".. Lady Hagen. This is by far the best meal I have ever had, by the most grand person I think I've ever met. Thank you, ma'am. Thank you, for your kindness.." His heart strings were being pulled as he turned his head, glancing to his bag near the entrance. "Please, allow me to pay for my presence and this food. It's the least I can do for troubling you."