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Taralphiel · 10-04-2003, 12:02 AM

Laurel was woken by Cartil's question.She had almost fallen asleep there, and her aching body still craved rest. “What will we do now? How will we stop the Wild Men?”

Laurel stared at the ceiling and let out a breath. Stretching lightly, she pulled her hair back behind her ears, then managed an answer 'I can see no other way than to face them. So that is what I plan. A messenger has told me that Annunfuin and Rudhchamion are arriving here soon.. They have taken the people of the Swan House to safety. I plan on those in the Village to follow today.'

She looked back at Cartil and said 'And then we prepare. All who have the strength to fight will do so. We can only pray that is enough'

'What do you think of our chances?' she said after a pause

~*~

Cuor had followed Gita about, making sure that she did not move near Laurel, and it was beginning to tire him. So he retreated back to the sick house grumbling.

'That woman is getting to used to acting like a mild houskeep. I could kill her in her sleep' he grinned as he moved towards the grimy window of the Sick House. His smile turned into a snarl.

She was in there, bandaged and battered, but alive. Her face seemed to have a slightly unfamiliar expression, and he saw why. She was sitting beside a man, who could barely sit up by himself. He was injured, but the way he addressed her made his blood boil.

'It cannot be...this cannot happen' he murmured.

'What, praytell good Elf, cannot happen hm?' came a lilted voice from behind him.

~*~

The last day had been a long one for Herebrand. His army had come back, but he had lost a dear friend, and a good soldier. He had not even been in Alphirion a season and it had changed him. Now he longed for home, and for peace.

He sat, sliding a stone gently along his blade, all these thoughts tumbling about in his head. He had addressed his army, with his second in command at his side. And he did not know if he believed his own words.

'We must fight on' he had said 'We have taken a blow, and many that we have once drawn swords with, are now gone. But we must see what they fell for. Alphirion and its people must be kept safe. And it is up to us to do this, for the glory of our people, and for theirs. We must help them fight'

This had mustered his troops a degree, and Ohtaredan seemed to be filled with a slight of vigour. 'Sir, shall we get our supplies together? See what it is we have left, and perhaps gather what we can with the people?'

'Yes, get every man a good share of armour and weapons. There will not be a lack of those I feel. And we must get them all rested. If I have read the Lady Laurel's intentions aright, we will need strength. I plan to find her now. All of us need to meet and plan the fate of the Village, and the last stand'

Ohtaredan nodded, and turned back to take a check on the troops, and what each had, but before he did, he said 'Sir, you have given us all a little more strength. Thankye'

[ October 07, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

10-04-2003, 12:02 AM	#11
Taralphiel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: Swan Wood Posts: 649	Laurel was woken by Cartil's question.She had almost fallen asleep there, and her aching body still craved rest. “What will we do now? How will we stop the Wild Men?” Laurel stared at the ceiling and let out a breath. Stretching lightly, she pulled her hair back behind her ears, then managed an answer 'I can see no other way than to face them. So that is what I plan. A messenger has told me that Annunfuin and Rudhchamion are arriving here soon.. They have taken the people of the Swan House to safety. I plan on those in the Village to follow today.' She looked back at Cartil and said 'And then we prepare. All who have the strength to fight will do so. We can only pray that is enough' 'What do you think of our chances?' she said after a pause ~~ Cuor had followed Gita about, making sure that she did not move near Laurel, and it was beginning to tire him. So he retreated back to the sick house grumbling. 'That woman is getting to used to acting like a mild houskeep. I could kill her in her sleep' he grinned as he moved towards the grimy window of the Sick House. His smile turned into a snarl. She was in there, bandaged and battered, but alive. Her face seemed to have a slightly unfamiliar expression, and he saw why. She was sitting beside a man, who could barely sit up by himself. He was injured, but the way he addressed her made his blood boil. 'It cannot be...this cannot happen' he murmured. 'What, praytell good Elf, cannot happen hm?' came a lilted voice from behind him. ~~ The last day had been a long one for Herebrand. His army had come back, but he had lost a dear friend, and a good soldier. He had not even been in Alphirion a season and it had changed him. Now he longed for home, and for peace. He sat, sliding a stone gently along his blade, all these thoughts tumbling about in his head. He had addressed his army, with his second in command at his side. And he did not know if he believed his own words. 'We must fight on' he had said 'We have taken a blow, and many that we have once drawn swords with, are now gone. But we must see what they fell for. Alphirion and its people must be kept safe. And it is up to us to do this, for the glory of our people, and for theirs. We must help them fight' This had mustered his troops a degree, and Ohtaredan seemed to be filled with a slight of vigour. 'Sir, shall we get our supplies together? See what it is we have left, and perhaps gather what we can with the people?' 'Yes, get every man a good share of armour and weapons. There will not be a lack of those I feel. And we must get them all rested. If I have read the Lady Laurel's intentions aright, we will need strength. I plan to find her now. All of us need to meet and plan the fate of the Village, and the last stand' Ohtaredan nodded, and turned back to take a check on the troops, and what each had, but before he did, he said 'Sir, you have given us all a little more strength. Thankye' [ October 07, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]