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Feanor of the Peredhil · 02-24-2006, 11:01 PM

Saeryn politely listened to the old man's request, knowing that Eodwine could hear it well from his position and would soon come to answer. The kindly fellow's breath seemed to come short as he spoke. Saeryn meant to offer him a seat as soon as may be. Journeys were long and not always easy for the most hale of young riders, and these two had travelled far from what he said. She saw his left fingers twitching and clenching into a tight fist before falling loosly at his side.

When he collapsed, Saeryn's breath caught in surprise. Quickly, she knelt beside him, calling to Eodwine as she did. In seconds he knelt beside her, looking to the old man and carefully shifting him to a better position. Saeryn felt the warmth of Eodwine's leg where it touched against her own; she smelled the soft soapy musk of him.

"I know nothing of healing, Eodwine." she murmered, careful to keep her words between them. "I know that the lass, Æòel, tended wounded in Gondor's healing houses... are there any here with more experience? She is so young..."

02-24-2006, 11:01 PM	#11
Feanor of the Peredhil La Belle Dame sans Merci Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: perpetual uncertainty Posts: 5,517	Saeryn politely listened to the old man's request, knowing that Eodwine could hear it well from his position and would soon come to answer. The kindly fellow's breath seemed to come short as he spoke. Saeryn meant to offer him a seat as soon as may be. Journeys were long and not always easy for the most hale of young riders, and these two had travelled far from what he said. She saw his left fingers twitching and clenching into a tight fist before falling loosly at his side. When he collapsed, Saeryn's breath caught in surprise. Quickly, she knelt beside him, calling to Eodwine as she did. In seconds he knelt beside her, looking to the old man and carefully shifting him to a better position. Saeryn felt the warmth of Eodwine's leg where it touched against her own; she smelled the soft soapy musk of him. "I know nothing of healing, Eodwine." she murmered, careful to keep her words between them. "I know that the lass, Æòel, tended wounded in Gondor's healing houses... are there any here with more experience? She is so young..."