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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 1, 2009 20:50:59 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from Only Time Will Tell.As before, because it is not immediately clear which speech & actions in DS' posts are DS and which are NPCs, I will be modifying the colour of the latter so that the story is easier to follow. (The intermittent use of teal/ green italics was a modification by DS herself for which the reason is unknown.)] *As the seperated groups travelled after each other and at the same time on their own journeys, other than faint bird like calls crossing the lands everything seemed to have silenced.*
*Time passed though with speed as there was very little time wasted for Daenary's as she knew time could not be wasted. She had sent several of her guards and foresters ahead to pass on messages to ready rooms, papers and clothing for the sudden appearance of more guests.*
*The sun was starting to lower itself as Daenarys lowered herself from her horse and passed the reigns to one of the stable carer's and walked into her house the doors opened by two of her workers as she strode towards the door. She walked straight to her bed room and quickly began to change this time avoiding any aid of her servants but readying herself.**Further behind Aaron brought along Leytan leading him to another part of the house and finally removing the clothed bag and the rope around his wrists.*
Your friend is being brought along, the others are currently...unknown..news has it they or at least two disappeared and the other had magics unknown so they let them be.
You will be called when the Princess finds the time for you.
*Aaron quickly headed out of the door shooing two of the female young servants out of the room along with him.*[/i] [/color] |
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Post by Leytan on Jul 1, 2009 21:04:26 GMT
*Leytan looked after Aaron as he left.*
"Just make sure the ladies don't get hurt."
*He called after him and then add with a slight smirk.*
"And when yer catch the furball you might want to think about haveing him fumigated before you present him to any polite company."
*Leytan then looked aroun the room it was simple and comfotable which was all he ever needed. His eyes rested upon the bed and he felt tired as the results of the past days caught up to him he wnet over to the bed and lay donw on it and closed his eyes.*
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 1, 2009 21:11:22 GMT
*In the opposite corner of the room was another bed smaller but just as comofortable, not half hour later the doors were opened again and Wren was pushed in, the foresters quickly searched him and took away any weapons found but left the bag he had.*These will be returned to you at a later time when it is certain your trust worthy.
*They then freed him from the ropes and walked out closing the doors behind them. The gentlemen heard faint laughter coming from two women, perhaps the servants from before and Aarons voice echoing along the halls.*
Do not go getting any romantic and silly notions in your heads, either of you. Those two are more trouble than they are worth and the Princess will quickly make sure your returned to the other house if she finds you stirring things up.
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Post by Leytan on Jul 1, 2009 21:19:09 GMT
*Leytan opend one eye and laughed*
"Thats no way to talk to a ladie Aaron, but don't worry yourself about that." He called out.
"Wren's engaged already." *he said with a smirk knowing this would rile Wren up* "And one of thouse ladies your men are curently looking for is my "companion"."
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 1, 2009 21:29:42 GMT
*Either Aaron did not hear or he chose not to respond to Leytan as three sets of steps were heard echoing down the halls once more then silence.*
*In another part of the house Aaron knokced on a large double door gently after hearing the fait words of "Come in." He slowly opened the door and walked in closing it behind him. He smiled faintly as he saw Daenary's, the woman who had become like a daughter to him and for a brief moment he wished he could be as informal with her as he could Leytan but that he could be less bound by politics with Leytan that he was not with her.*
*Daenarys nodded her head slightly and smiled briefly to Aaron.*
I trust my brother and at least one of his guests are safe and warm?
They are but the ghost that attacked you si so far unfound as are the other two that your brother mentioned.
*Daenary's finishes brushing her hair, it coming down to her shoulders lightly, obviously freshly washed, her clothing was a pair of heavy silk dark blue dress that came down to her ankles, a stack of letters were already on her desk. She pointed at them vaguely with ehr hand.*
Make sure those are sent to the appropriate people as soon as possible.
*Aaron nods his head slightly. and moves tot he desk picking them up then turns and heads towards the door.*
Is my brother well?
*He hears Daenary's ask quietly as she focuses on the mirror in front of her ratherthan looking at him to ask the question.*
From what I heard earlier your brother is his normal self but seemingly one of the ladies out there is his companion Princess.
*With that he walked out the door and once more closed it.*
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Post by Vyrrian Wren on Jul 2, 2009 13:37:36 GMT
Wren bristled at the fresh indignity of having his weapons taken from him, and resisted the urge to strike out as the guards turned away. He spent several crucial seconds calming himself down, letting the red cloud drain from his senses.
'What delightful guards. So obstinate and pig headed,' he sighed, fumbling with his satchel. He withdrew a small vial of dark red liquid, quickly removed the stopper and drank heavily from it. The change in Wren's posture was instantaenous - the tension in his muscles seem to release and his former jitterness vanish. It wouldn't be a permanent solution to fixing his hand - he still required tools that only a smith would have about their person - but it would keep him from blacking out for a little longer.
Feeling sligtly more chipper, he turned to Leytan. 'So. Do you get this kind of welcome often?'
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Post by Leytan on Jul 2, 2009 21:10:16 GMT
*Leytan opend one of his eyes and again he looked over at Wren and smiled.*
"Just polatics Mate. Let them get it all sorted out....and bar any further acts of idiocy by that fur covered pest. All of us should soon be quite safe."
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 2, 2009 22:19:07 GMT
*Time was passing quickly and slowly alternatively for Daenary's Shar as she paced her room at the end of her bed, at first slowly then rapidly. Evening was starting to fall and the candles were being lit by the servants as well as wood being chopped, the sounds echoing around the house. Fires were being checked on and replenished if required. Snow has started to fall down again though this time in slow, lazy but large heavy flakes.*
*Daenary's walked to her doors opening them widely and spoke quietly to the guard stood outside of it. This was not always happening but with strangers within and out side the walls it was deemed necessary.*
Is there any news of the other travelers yet?
*The guard shook his head slightly wincing slightly as he noticed the frown creasing her forehead.*
Then send more people out to search and make sure you bring me that ghost! I am going to have that one turned into my new winter coat!
*Aaron then ran up to her delivering some letters to her, his body wrapped in heavy coats and furs, all of him speckled with snow.*
Some of the responses to your earlier letters Princess. The rest shall be here by early morning at the latest.
*She accepts the letters but does not open them.*
Are they as they should be?
*Aaron nods his head gently stripping off the heavy layers now in the warmth and passes them to a female servant.*
It is Princess though as always though deals will need to be attened to, tomake sure everything remains so.
*She nods her head slightly once more.*
Fetch the bloodkin to the main lounge and his weakened friend as well as increase the search out side for the others.
*With out giving him time to respond she returns to her room closing the door behind her and quickly skimming over the letters as she opens them one by one.*
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Post by Leytan on Jul 3, 2009 21:07:51 GMT
*For the princesses guests time also seemed to move in a erratic fashion. For a long while time seemed to have stood still....Then when the sound of footsteps once again echo down the hall it seemed like the time had sudenly flown by.*
"Heads up Wren...I think we're about to get a visitor."
*Leytan said to his companion as the footsteps got closer.*
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Post by Coriolis on Jul 3, 2009 23:22:48 GMT
*Unbeknownst to those within, the newly monikered "Ghost" and his travelling companions were close at hand. They had followed Wren on his way to the comparitively small castle mansion. To follow him right through the front door however would have been a potential suicide. Especially since He still had Rhiannon clutching on to his back.*
*So the Watcher did what he was good at.*
*He waited... He watched...*
*Persistence brought them a small stroke of luck. To one side of the main door was a much larger gate that had been locked from the inside. About an hour after the travellers had arrived, 2 riders were seen to emerge. Probably messengers of somekind.*
*Not wishing to miss the opportunity, Coriolis beckoned for Lady Mercury to follow him and faded. Trying not to loose his step-sister, he slipped through the open door before any guards or staff had the chance to close it and made for the first darkened corner He could find, the stable block...*
[Underbreath] Well it ain't the Ghurka Ritz, but it'll do...
*He climbed up into a hayloft among the rafters and lay down behind the bales so Rhiannon could lay still and recover from the day.*
*Once he knew they were safe, the next priority was food (no-one had eaten that day as far as He knew) and then to find out what had become of the realms worst ever fugitives...*
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Post by Lady Mercury on Jul 4, 2009 19:39:56 GMT
*Lady Mercury had followed with Coriolis and Midnight under the cover of a cloaking spell. She swiftly shinned up into the hay loft behind them, and glanced around*
"We should be fine for awhile here, at least, until your sister is feeling better!"
*She glanced around her, then turned to Coriolis*
"I don;t know much about Winteria's magic detection abilities, however, i would rather not have a random stable hand climb up here whilst shirking his duty! Shall i place a confuse spell to stop anyone else apart from us coming up?"
*She looked concerned, then turned to Coriolis*
"I think you might be better in human form, I'd rather no-one turned you into a big furry rug, as they seem quite keen on hunting here!"
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Post by Coriolis on Jul 4, 2009 20:06:13 GMT
Anything that stops trouble finding you up here is a good thing. Cast whatever you wish so long as you don't burn this place to the ground or cause us to get caught! *Almost instinctively, he licked the back of a paw and wiped it around the back of his ears.* I know too damn well that these people like to hunt. Intend to use that mindset to my advantage. Most guardsmen aren't keen on getting too close to their own weight in feline...  First of all, we need to figure out where, why and WHO this all is. Then, I don't know about you by I'm pretty hungry after all this running around. We also need some way of healing Rhiannon, preferably without alerting everyone in a 10 mile radius this time. *He faded and silently dropped back down to the floor of the empty stable.* With a bit of luck, this place must have a kitchen and maybe even a healer on the staff. You 2 stay safe and stay hidden. I'm just stepping outside, I might be gone for some time... |
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Post by Midnight on Jul 4, 2009 20:45:30 GMT
*Once the tiger had jumped up to the hayloft, Midnight had, at the first comfortable spot seemingly found, released the tiger and rolled into a large pile of hay. Thankfully it smelt freash and clean. She closed her eyes almost completely , but left them open slightly her eyes appearing to become like slits.*
I..want..to..go home.....
*She murmurs quietly to herself. She wraps her arms around herself and pulls some hay over herself, covering herself up over her chest and right hand as they both seem to remain colder than the rest of her body feels.*
*She watches as Coriolis disappears back down and out of sight dozily, then she seems to start breathing heavier though her eyes are still open to there slits.*
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 4, 2009 20:50:59 GMT
*Aaron approached the gentlemens bedroom rapidly , his foot steps heavy on the floor. Without knocking this time he walked into the room seemingly uncaring of any protocol that is normally in force.*
Your blood kin wishes and is able to see you now.
*He says to Leytan respectfully.*
Unfortunately so far your friends have not yet been found I am afraid to say but the Princess has widen the search and also increased it.
*He stands at the side of the door and waits for them to be ready, watching the traveler more carefully and cautiously than he watches Leytan.*
Also if there is anything you need, any of the servants are on hand to help you in any way that is appropriate.
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Post by Leytan on Jul 4, 2009 21:14:53 GMT
*Leytan got up from the bed and walked towards Aaron then stopped and looked at Wren then back at Aaron.*
"Just me or my friend as well??"
"Because if not there is something you could possibley have done. My friend requires tools the kind a smith would have in order to repaier his damged hand. Is there anyway such tools could be aquired for him??"
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