DarelHute
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William Stewart (24 years old)
6' 2", brown hair, hazel eyes, athletic
Son of Angus and Aileen Stewart
Andrew Stewart (22 years old)
6', dark blonde hair, green eyes, athletic
William's brother
IC
The courtyard resounded again of the sword fight between William and Andrew - a daily occurrence in the laird's household. They usually reserved such practice for more private surroundings - in the forest and even in the great hall - but this time they were determined to impress their mother's young maid, a girl of exceptional beauty. Both of them were skilled with the sword, often using real swords for practice, to their mother's utter annoyance.
"She's watching, isn't she?" Andrew grinned at his brother while he launched another attack, deflected in the last second by William.
"Look alive, little brother, I'm nearly falling asleep!" he teased as he aimed the tip of his blade for Andrew's neck, thrusting forward.
Andrew blocked his daring move, and moved forward pushing his brother on the ground. William fell, annoyed to no end by his brother's superior stability. William groaned and rose to his feet, launching another attack, interrupted by his mother's stern voice:
"Boys! You are NOT using real swords again! You'll cut yourselves open one of these days!" she shouted at them. "End this foolishness immediately!"
"Yes, mother!" William said, grinning at Andrew as he sheathed his sword, making his way to the kitchens. "I'm starving!"
"Me too!" Andrew said sheathing his sword and smiling at his mother taking a small bow as he followed his brother. They both walked past their mother's servant girl, smiling gallantly.