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shieldmaiden · 02-24-2002, 12:40 PM

During the “episode” with Guthrin and the tree Baranthôl was gathering firewood in the forest.

After some time she sat on a fallen tree and sighed. She didn't feel well, the death of Aspida, the fight with Wargs, the death of her horse, it all fell on her like a rain of stones and she couldn’t take it anymore. All she wanted to do was to wash off the sweat and blood and not think or do anything for some time.
She wondered through the woods until she reached a stream. It was not very wide and maybe 3 or 4 feet deep. She knelt on the ground, removed her helmet and hood and immersed her head into the water, she kept it under the surface until she was out of breath. The cold water helped her calm down and relax. Haleth wished she could take a swim but it was too dangerous, someone could see her and then her disguise would be revealed and all would be ruined.

She took off her boots and dipped her feet into the stream, she felt better immediately. She unbuttoned her shirt and took out a simple metal pendant on a chain that was hidden under several layers of clothes. She pressed a button on it and it opened revealing a mirror on one side and letters H and B carved on the other. Baranthôl and Haleth both got a locket from their father who made them so they could always see each other if they were separated. She looked at the face in the tiny mirror, it was strange but she couldn’t tell whose face she was looking at, hers or her twin brother’s. They were so much alike. She wondered what he was doing at that moment. Over three years have passed since she last saw him and heard from him. She missed him so much. She knew only one thing for sure, that he was alive.

Haleth was suddenly paralyzed from fear. Something wet and cold touched her neck. She was so frightened that she couldn’t speak. She slowly turned her head...it was Nim, Dwarin’s little horse. “You scraggy scallywag ! You are worse than your nosy owner” -she laughed. “I could have had a heart attack.” Haleth knew that it was in fact her fault that the horse had surprised her, she was lucky that it wasn’t something worse. She made a mistake, she was not careful.

She tied the firewood that she had gathered into a stack , put it on the horse’s back and headed back to the camp.

[ March 01, 2002: Message edited by: shieldmaiden ]

02-24-2002, 12:40 PM	#107
shieldmaiden Wight Join Date: Oct 2001 Location: oblivion Posts: 103	During the “episode” with Guthrin and the tree Baranthôl was gathering firewood in the forest. After some time she sat on a fallen tree and sighed. She didn't feel well, the death of Aspida, the fight with Wargs, the death of her horse, it all fell on her like a rain of stones and she couldn’t take it anymore. All she wanted to do was to wash off the sweat and blood and not think or do anything for some time. She wondered through the woods until she reached a stream. It was not very wide and maybe 3 or 4 feet deep. She knelt on the ground, removed her helmet and hood and immersed her head into the water, she kept it under the surface until she was out of breath. The cold water helped her calm down and relax. Haleth wished she could take a swim but it was too dangerous, someone could see her and then her disguise would be revealed and all would be ruined. She took off her boots and dipped her feet into the stream, she felt better immediately. She unbuttoned her shirt and took out a simple metal pendant on a chain that was hidden under several layers of clothes. She pressed a button on it and it opened revealing a mirror on one side and letters H and B carved on the other. Baranthôl and Haleth both got a locket from their father who made them so they could always see each other if they were separated. She looked at the face in the tiny mirror, it was strange but she couldn’t tell whose face she was looking at, hers or her twin brother’s. They were so much alike. She wondered what he was doing at that moment. Over three years have passed since she last saw him and heard from him. She missed him so much. She knew only one thing for sure, that he was alive. Haleth was suddenly paralyzed from fear. Something wet and cold touched her neck. She was so frightened that she couldn’t speak. She slowly turned her head...it was Nim, Dwarin’s little horse. “You scraggy scallywag ! You are worse than your nosy owner” -she laughed. “I could have had a heart attack.” Haleth knew that it was in fact her fault that the horse had surprised her, she was lucky that it wasn’t something worse. She made a mistake, she was not careful. She tied the firewood that she had gathered into a stack , put it on the horse’s back and headed back to the camp. [ March 01, 2002: Message edited by: shieldmaiden ] __________________ Huonya harya vanyë heni yassen sila i eleni! :)