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The Perky Ent · 09-06-2004, 03:44 PM

"What's on your mind Samuel?" Arthur said, pulling up a chair and lighting another candle. Samuel took two deep breaths before he released his thoughts. "I saw Grimbrol while I was comming here. He seemed very upset" "Don't talk about that stealing maggot in front of me! I hope I never hear of him again" Arthur said, banging the hilt of his sword on a table. "He got what he deserved!" "What he deserved? His family starves and is poor? Is that what he deserves? He's only trying to make a living. We're all not as good gamblers are you are, you know. It's the only way he knows how to make money!"Samuel said, raising his voice ever so slightly. "Are you saying gambling is the only way to make money? There's many ways! Working at the pond! That's one way! But that wasn't good enough for him! He stole from me! Are you saying stealing should go un-punished?

"If it's just" Samuel whispered, pulling his candle back, to slightly dim the light of the room. For a while there was silence. Sam could tell that Arthur was building up with rage. The name kind of rage he had inherited from his father. "Look Sam! To me it's very simple! This isn't directly from King Eomer! It's my pond, on my land, on my family's estate! This isn't a public job. I hand pick the people who work for me. It's my business, and I can decide what to do with it. It's none of your business what happens. Forgot it. What's done is done, and I wash my hands of the matter. Now get over here and help me pack!" Sam sat stiffly, but dared not push Arthur any further. He smoked another bit of pipeweed, and got up to help Arthur.

After about an hour, Arthur was packed and ready to go. Just as he walked for the door, Samuel summoned him back. "What Sam?" Arthur said, putting his bags, which were mostly filled of pipeweed, down. "I'm having second thoughts about this trip! What if we don't come back! I think it's foolish alltogether!" Once again, a awkward silence filled the room. "Don't worry brother! If something happens, I'll take care of you" And with that, they left the house, mounted their horses, and rode to Harold's house.

Arien · 09-07-2004, 02:21 PM

Braedon fumbled with his knife for a few seconds beofre placing it in its sheath. He stood up and turned around looking at his belongings, quickly he placed them into his pack. Finding Sandrina was the last thing he had expected on this visit to Rohan, never would he have bet on it.

He made his way over to the basin and placed his hand in the salty water, it stung, but it would heal faster. Drawing it out he could see that it was healing, slowly. Carefully he put a bandage arond it, finally squeezing it he muttered, "That will do."

He walked over to the small table by the window and looked out, Raen walked out into the street. Plucking Hama's arrow from the ground as he went. Braedon picked up the herbs and medicne he had freshly prepared the previous night. It wasn't finished yet but he would have no time now. It would have to be done on the move.

He pushed the cork into the bottle and placed his things in his pack and fastened it. He didn' need to go anywhere. He had already stocked up on supplies yesterday for some reason he could not calculate he felt he would need them.

Checking over his room one last time he picked up a letter from the bed and headed downstairs. He handed the message to the barkeep with a few coins, he would see that the message got to his father. He told him where he was going, and that he would return to see him as soon as business had been dealt with.

Braedon hastily ate, although he did not feel hungry and went to his room. He slept for a while but could not drift into a sleep he was comfortable with. SO instead he headed down to the bar to wait for the others.

starkat · 09-07-2004, 06:09 PM

Anora and Sandrina had spent so much time talking that the hour had grown late before they realized it. The women were enjoying their conversation so they continued talking for quite a while. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Raen and Braedon walk over to the counter and order something to drink. Hama was sitting near the young women keeping a close eye on them. Raen came over and waved Hama off so that he could gather up his things.

He thanked the ranger and walked off for a few moments. Anora turned back to her friend and the two of them continued their conversation. They talked about Anora’s life and some of the places Sandrina had been since her disappearance. Hama returned and once again took up his post nearby. Raen rejoined Braedon at the counter.

A few minutes later, Haven entered the room and the girls watched as she walked over to the rangers. The group conversed for a few moments and walked over to them. “Haven has horses for all of us including herself.”

Anora raised her eyebrow. “It sounds good to me, Sandrina?” Everyone turned to Sandrina and waited for her answer.

09-06-2004, 03:44 PM	#1
The Perky Ent Maniacal Mage Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Setting sail for Umbar, with Firefoot at my side! Posts: 3,297	"What's on your mind Samuel?" Arthur said, pulling up a chair and lighting another candle. Samuel took two deep breaths before he released his thoughts. "I saw Grimbrol while I was comming here. He seemed very upset" "Don't talk about that stealing maggot in front of me! I hope I never hear of him again" Arthur said, banging the hilt of his sword on a table. "He got what he deserved!" "What he deserved? His family starves and is poor? Is that what he deserves? He's only trying to make a living. We're all not as good gamblers are you are, you know. It's the only way he knows how to make money!"Samuel said, raising his voice ever so slightly. "Are you saying gambling is the only way to make money? There's many ways! Working at the pond! That's one way! But that wasn't good enough for him! He stole from me! Are you saying stealing should go un-punished? "If it's just" Samuel whispered, pulling his candle back, to slightly dim the light of the room. For a while there was silence. Sam could tell that Arthur was building up with rage. The name kind of rage he had inherited from his father. "Look Sam! To me it's very simple! This isn't directly from King Eomer! It's my pond, on my land, on my family's estate! This isn't a public job. I hand pick the people who work for me. It's my business, and I can decide what to do with it. It's none of your business what happens. Forgot it. What's done is done, and I wash my hands of the matter. Now get over here and help me pack!" Sam sat stiffly, but dared not push Arthur any further. He smoked another bit of pipeweed, and got up to help Arthur. After about an hour, Arthur was packed and ready to go. Just as he walked for the door, Samuel summoned him back. "What Sam?" Arthur said, putting his bags, which were mostly filled of pipeweed, down. "I'm having second thoughts about this trip! What if we don't come back! I think it's foolish alltogether!" Once again, a awkward silence filled the room. "Don't worry brother! If something happens, I'll take care of you" And with that, they left the house, mounted their horses, and rode to Harold's house. Last edited by The Perky Ent; 09-07-2004 at 05:11 PM. Reason: Filled Save

09-07-2004, 02:21 PM	#2
Arien Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: London/Leeds UK Posts: 417	Braedon fumbled with his knife for a few seconds beofre placing it in its sheath. He stood up and turned around looking at his belongings, quickly he placed them into his pack. Finding Sandrina was the last thing he had expected on this visit to Rohan, never would he have bet on it. He made his way over to the basin and placed his hand in the salty water, it stung, but it would heal faster. Drawing it out he could see that it was healing, slowly. Carefully he put a bandage arond it, finally squeezing it he muttered, "That will do." He walked over to the small table by the window and looked out, Raen walked out into the street. Plucking Hama's arrow from the ground as he went. Braedon picked up the herbs and medicne he had freshly prepared the previous night. It wasn't finished yet but he would have no time now. It would have to be done on the move. He pushed the cork into the bottle and placed his things in his pack and fastened it. He didn' need to go anywhere. He had already stocked up on supplies yesterday for some reason he could not calculate he felt he would need them. Checking over his room one last time he picked up a letter from the bed and headed downstairs. He handed the message to the barkeep with a few coins, he would see that the message got to his father. He told him where he was going, and that he would return to see him as soon as business had been dealt with. Braedon hastily ate, although he did not feel hungry and went to his room. He slept for a while but could not drift into a sleep he was comfortable with. SO instead he headed down to the bar to wait for the others.

09-07-2004, 06:09 PM	#3
starkat Wight Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Cair Paravel during the Golden Age of Narnia Posts: 146	Anora and Sandrina had spent so much time talking that the hour had grown late before they realized it. The women were enjoying their conversation so they continued talking for quite a while. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Raen and Braedon walk over to the counter and order something to drink. Hama was sitting near the young women keeping a close eye on them. Raen came over and waved Hama off so that he could gather up his things. He thanked the ranger and walked off for a few moments. Anora turned back to her friend and the two of them continued their conversation. They talked about Anora’s life and some of the places Sandrina had been since her disappearance. Hama returned and once again took up his post nearby. Raen rejoined Braedon at the counter. A few minutes later, Haven entered the room and the girls watched as she walked over to the rangers. The group conversed for a few moments and walked over to them. “Haven has horses for all of us including herself.” Anora raised her eyebrow. “It sounds good to me, Sandrina?” Everyone turned to Sandrina and waited for her answer.