The Wrong Johnny Foreigner [Ifan]

[Richard de Calys]

Richard had a plan, but that was nothing out of the ordinary. If anything, it was completely in the ordinary. He was the sort of man who liked to know what he was doing, and how he was doing it. He didn't like to leave anything to chance, which was why today's activities had been so meticulously planned. His contacts in the castle had told him that Camelot had a visiting noble. Irritatingly he had not been informed of this earlier, but then he had been a little busy of late. It was, however, not the end of the world and Richard was already well underway with his new scheme. In his experience, royals were fairly easy to play, and even easier when they were unaware of their surroundings. This Celyn ap Llewellyn - who was apparantly from Suglaes, wherever that was supposed to be - was not going to be that hard a mark.

His contact in the castle - who remained nameless not because of some desire of Richard's to conceal and protect their identity, but because it had never occurred to Richard that remembering their name was something important; he knew them on sight, and knew how to control them, so their name was therefore relevant - had agreed to persuade Celyn to take a walk in the forest as a way to fully appreciate all that Camelot had to offer. For Richard, this provided him with a perfect oppurtunity. He knew the forest, knew its strengths and weaknesses and prided himself in that nothing went on without his knowledge. If this Celyn was there, Richard would know and find him. And then it was purely a matter of what he could get out of him. There were several oppurtunities for a man like Richard: a straight forward robbery, or perhaps something more, something with a much better prize. The decision would have to wait though until he actually saw the man.

He strolled through the woods, perhaps more casually than suited the occassion, but certainly with an elegance befitting a man of his status. It was a cold morning so his cloak was wrapped around him tightly and hoped he would find this prince soon. He was only a quick robbery away from a tankard of ale and fireplace. No sooner had he had that thought, he heard footsteps approaching. A grin spread across his face. Excellent.


Tagged: Ifan
Timeline: During the series two-three one year gap.