The tense atmosphere in Ashfen

These two men were the lords of Houses Ainslie and House Fraiser.

Lord Ainslie was a man hewn from the very mountains themselves. He had broad shoulders and a sturdy frame that was clad in practical woolens the color of granite. A pair of stormy grey eyes sharpened as he spoke whilst the man opposite him was Lord Fraiser. Draped in garments of deep forest green and rich brown. 

Unlike the mountain-like man opposite him, Lord Fraiser had a sense of refinement in his bearing, with a keen and intelligent set of eyes.

The two men were squabbling amongst themselves. 

"What do you intend to do then? Rush out and fight against them? We wouldn't stand a chance!" Lord Fraiser shouted angrily, unlike the elegant demeanor he had shown before. 

"So what! I am not leading my men to their deaths facing the Duke of Blackfang! I would rather face these scum here" the mountain-like man stood his ground stubbornly.