(( OOC - Apologies for the delay, crazy crazy times people))
He knew something important was happening, but for some reason it had completely slipped his mind. Hand raising to chin in thought as he looked about the room, a glimmer of memory, it was something to do with children. "Hmmm" he grunted as he thought, Median... no drunk and off molesting walls, or perhaps he had fallen to humping cobblestones now, no good could come of that, except self circumsicision. Then again at least Median might not smell quite so cheesy if that happened, interesting thought. Raven, where was Raven, a smirk forming as he remembered Raven carrying off the corpse, such a good boy tidying up after his brothers and their wanton excesses. Something about wanting to do something to his sister impinging on Prayvyn's thoughts, "Ahhhhh" he uttered as the thought entered his head of Raven giving his sister a little something special, a present of some sort obviously.
Lidia, the apple of his eye, he would have to find her a husband, some seventh son of a seventh son so perhaps the curse could be lifted. Although the fact that the last two males whom had breached the subject of her suit had mysteriously been found hanging upside down in the dungeons with their testicles in their mouths and their entrails missing and the previous one had never been found was a minor concern, obviously they must have had some disease. And lastly Draeghan, Draeghan the one who thought he was cock of the rock, the big cheese with the balls to match, the stud of the family with the brains and the beauty...
Prayvyn's memory suddenly back where it should be, his fist bunching and he turned, stamped over to where Draeghan stood, left arm rising in classic whip action, arm cocking back then a slight turn of the hips pushing the left side of his body forward and tension released, fist flying straight forwards and upwards aiming directly at Draeghans jaw. Prayvyn wasn't a small man by any means and years of rowdy bar room brawling had left him solidly muscled. Should the punch impact on the point of Draeghan's jaw, it would give Draeghan something to think about. "Listen boy..." Prayvyn growled, "If you live long enough to try and claim head of this family you will learn something, the head and for now that's me, knows the blood of this family, it calls to us, we smell and taste it we know it."
The last phrase said with chilling certainty... "She is your sister Draeghan, I know MY blood, so show some manners". Head turning, the knowledge that as head of the family he 'should' be safe from Draeghan offering reprisal (although his several former family heads had discovered the hard way that their children were not as respectful as could be hoped and possibly realised in their death throes their mistake) Prayvyn believed this. Voice becoming softer as he spoke to Kanda... "Kanda my child, I apologise for this misbegotten son of mine. He has a woman on his mind and sadly his balls are currently his brains."
Prayvyn chuckled "Crazy you say?" The chuckle becoming a laugh lasting a moment then fading into obscurity, "Of course thats why you are crazy, why you get strange urges, why wierd things happen and why you have come home. Blood calls to blood and our families... Curse does that, it draws us... together." He turned his face to the guard captain, "This is one of our family, treat her with the same respect you would us" noting the supression of mirth in the guards demeanour at the word respect and knowing that at some point these guards would find himself on the recieving end of Prayvyn's own brand of perverse madness. "Arrange for our mothers quarters to be cleaned and prepared, those quarters are now Kanda's," a gesture and the guard dismissed. It was odd for Prayvyn to show any respect to a female, but the memory of her mother's... charms left him nostalgic.
"We are holding a ball Kanda, just a little intimate gathering, nothing fancy just a few hundred guests and entertainment. Stay a while, get a feel for things and perhaps you can understand your self a little better." Now he just had to worry that Draeghan didn't stab him in his sleep or poison his wine, it was the Talusthrone way after all.
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