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littlemanpoet · 10-08-2007, 08:36 PM

Eodwine hoped that his morning's work would bring a possible innkeeper or two, or even three, to the mead hall, even during lunch. Now that he had resigned himself to making the move the king required, he was beginning to look forward to it, and wanted to accomplish the thing.

He straightened his breeches and shirt as he prepared to leave his room, and thought upon the roles that would need to be filled at Scarburg. Frodides and Kara would cook, Modtryth and Rowenna would clean, Ginna would serve. Garstan would do stonework, Stigend carpentry, Thornden almbudsmanship, Leof ostlery, and his men at arms, not least of them Garwine, would do their duties. Trystan and Saeryn were long gone, but at least not together, Eodwine hoped. He thought that he could get one of the Smith brothers to come with him. What of a hostess? He still had no wife, nor knew any woman who remotely seemed right. So maybe the hostess role would have to go unmet.

He came down the stairs and almost ran into a frowning Thornden.

"What ails you, Thornden?"

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10-08-2007, 08:36 PM	#22
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Eodwine hoped that his morning's work would bring a possible innkeeper or two, or even three, to the mead hall, even during lunch. Now that he had resigned himself to making the move the king required, he was beginning to look forward to it, and wanted to accomplish the thing. He straightened his breeches and shirt as he prepared to leave his room, and thought upon the roles that would need to be filled at Scarburg. Frodides and Kara would cook, Modtryth and Rowenna would clean, Ginna would serve. Garstan would do stonework, Stigend carpentry, Thornden almbudsmanship, Leof ostlery, and his men at arms, not least of them Garwine, would do their duties. Trystan and Saeryn were long gone, but at least not together, Eodwine hoped. He thought that he could get one of the Smith brothers to come with him. What of a hostess? He still had no wife, nor knew any woman who remotely seemed right. So maybe the hostess role would have to go unmet. He came down the stairs and almost ran into a frowning Thornden. "What ails you, Thornden?"