Title: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 18, 2003, 12:35:22 PM
As you move further away from the village center and its four protruding forks, you notice neat rows of thatched roof cottages that were quite similar in appearance -- the approaching area is seemingly one of residential nature. It looked to be more of a well-off neighbourhood as well, and was probably the wealthiest section of the village apart from the Lord's abode.
As you took the left turn at the fork in the road, you arrived at a row of almost identical cottages, but one seemed to stand out. It was a little more beaten down than the others on the same row. It's surroundings were neat, but the upkeep of the cottage itself seemed to be of a poorly nature.
As you took the left turn at the fork in the road, you arrived at a row of almost identical cottages, but one seemed to stand out. It was a little more beaten down than the others on the same row. It's surroundings were neat, but the upkeep of the cottage itself seemed to be of a poorly nature.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 22, 2003, 02:17:22 AM
@Ariel, Mina & Kiushapo:
Taking the left turn upon reaching the fork in the road with Elric at the lead, the four head down the street with its neat rows of simliar looking cottages. Glancing four to five peds down the street, one particular cottage stands out amongst the uniform look of the others. It was hard to explain why the cottage stood out ... it just ... did.
Sauntering down the street, Elric let out a loud shout as his foot hit a big rock on the street. Elric was a charming young man, if a little clumsy, as Ariel, Mina and Kiushapo would have noticed along the way -- Elric seemingly bumped into anything and everyone possible. Bending down muttering, Elric started to take off his boots to make sure his sore throbbing toe was alright.
Just at that very moment, you notice a cloaked figure seemingly exiting from the cottage that stood out down the street -- it was hard to tell glancing at such a distance away. The figure had a hurried gait, exiting the cottage and making a hasty turn towards the rear of the long row of cottages, his figure disappearing into the tight rows of shadows. That would not have been a concern at all, a hasty figure in a neighbourhood, except that you notice the figure held a chrome coloured staff as it made its hasty vanish.
As the figure moved out of sight, Elric stood up again, having put his boots back on and ascertained that his toe was fine. Pointing towards the cottage that stood out, Elric spoke to the other three, "There, there's where My Love lives. The cottage right before it is where Jothia the healer lives."
Taking the left turn upon reaching the fork in the road with Elric at the lead, the four head down the street with its neat rows of simliar looking cottages. Glancing four to five peds down the street, one particular cottage stands out amongst the uniform look of the others. It was hard to explain why the cottage stood out ... it just ... did.
Sauntering down the street, Elric let out a loud shout as his foot hit a big rock on the street. Elric was a charming young man, if a little clumsy, as Ariel, Mina and Kiushapo would have noticed along the way -- Elric seemingly bumped into anything and everyone possible. Bending down muttering, Elric started to take off his boots to make sure his sore throbbing toe was alright.
Just at that very moment, you notice a cloaked figure seemingly exiting from the cottage that stood out down the street -- it was hard to tell glancing at such a distance away. The figure had a hurried gait, exiting the cottage and making a hasty turn towards the rear of the long row of cottages, his figure disappearing into the tight rows of shadows. That would not have been a concern at all, a hasty figure in a neighbourhood, except that you notice the figure held a chrome coloured staff as it made its hasty vanish.
As the figure moved out of sight, Elric stood up again, having put his boots back on and ascertained that his toe was fine. Pointing towards the cottage that stood out, Elric spoke to the other three, "There, there's where My Love lives. The cottage right before it is where Jothia the healer lives."
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Mina on December 22, 2003, 02:08:22 AM
That didn't really answer my question Mina thought as Elric rambled on about his lover Nothing about what you plan to do in the Woods, or why you want to go there in the first place. I guess we'll have to find out ourselves.
Elric was a clumsy one, Mina noticed as she walked behind him. Very clumsy. He was bumping into just about everyone. How did he become a Guard in the first place? As she continued walking, Mina started going through the information she had gather so far. The old man at the tavern seemed to be their best lead so far, since he was apparently a companion of the princess when she disappeared. A while later, Mina realised something. The princess! We don't even know what she looks like! How are we going to know it's her even if we find her?
Mina was about to ask Elric about it when she noticed a cloaked figure hastily exit one of the cottages, which for some reason seemed to stand out from the others, and disappear into the shadows. She would not normally have been concerned with such an occurrance---they were rather common afterall---but it seemed, though she was not certain, that the figure was holding a chrome staff. The old man!
And the cottage happened to belong to Elric's lover too. It was too late to go after the old man now, but perhaps she could get some information from Elric, and maybe his lover as well. "Elric," she asked, "Do you happen to know of an old man who accompanied the princess when she disappeared?"
Edited by: Mina Aylwin at: 12/21/03 19:14
Elric was a clumsy one, Mina noticed as she walked behind him. Very clumsy. He was bumping into just about everyone. How did he become a Guard in the first place? As she continued walking, Mina started going through the information she had gather so far. The old man at the tavern seemed to be their best lead so far, since he was apparently a companion of the princess when she disappeared. A while later, Mina realised something. The princess! We don't even know what she looks like! How are we going to know it's her even if we find her?
Mina was about to ask Elric about it when she noticed a cloaked figure hastily exit one of the cottages, which for some reason seemed to stand out from the others, and disappear into the shadows. She would not normally have been concerned with such an occurrance---they were rather common afterall---but it seemed, though she was not certain, that the figure was holding a chrome staff. The old man!
And the cottage happened to belong to Elric's lover too. It was too late to go after the old man now, but perhaps she could get some information from Elric, and maybe his lover as well. "Elric," she asked, "Do you happen to know of an old man who accompanied the princess when she disappeared?"
Edited by: Mina Aylwin at: 12/21/03 19:14
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ariel Galacia on December 23, 2003, 04:36:22 AM
A tiny gust of wind blew through Ariel’s hair as she followed Mina, Kiushapo and Elric. After just a short walk they came upon a “wealthier” part of town. The houses appeared to be in great shape, and the people around this area dressed well. Ariel seemingly enjoyed the village, besides from the arguing, threats and such. Though she didn’t let that bother her, she kept her head high and was very mindful of the surrounding neighbourhood.
Ariel couldn’t help but snicker when she saw Elric falling and stumbling EVERYWHERE. ‘Now how did Elric come to being a guard?’ She thought to herself. Slowly shaking her head at the sight of Elric grabbing his foot when he stubbed it, Ariel kept her mouth shut though she did wish to say something to Elric. She didn’t wish to be rude...
Walking silently still Ariel noticed something, an elderly man with a staff ran across the street and disappeared in an ally. 'Was that the elderly man that everyone is looking for?’ Ariel had now seen both men that the guards were after, but wasn’t sure if anyone else saw him.
Glancing at Mina and then at Kiushapo, Ariel took note that it seemed like both of them saw the elderly man. Not wanting to give him away to Elric, Ariel said not a word. Though Mina broke the silence and began to ask Elric a question.
"Elric, do you happen to know of an old man who accompanied the princess when she disappeared?"
Ariel wondered the same thing; she also wondered what was Elric’s plan and whatnot. She had no idea what she was getting into. “Elric, could you please tell us what your plan is exactly? We’ve been following you for some time now and you have yet to tell us anything...” Ariel followed quietly waiting for a responce...
Edited by: Ariel Galacia at: 12/22/03 21:26
Ariel couldn’t help but snicker when she saw Elric falling and stumbling EVERYWHERE. ‘Now how did Elric come to being a guard?’ She thought to herself. Slowly shaking her head at the sight of Elric grabbing his foot when he stubbed it, Ariel kept her mouth shut though she did wish to say something to Elric. She didn’t wish to be rude...
Walking silently still Ariel noticed something, an elderly man with a staff ran across the street and disappeared in an ally. 'Was that the elderly man that everyone is looking for?’ Ariel had now seen both men that the guards were after, but wasn’t sure if anyone else saw him.
Glancing at Mina and then at Kiushapo, Ariel took note that it seemed like both of them saw the elderly man. Not wanting to give him away to Elric, Ariel said not a word. Though Mina broke the silence and began to ask Elric a question.
"Elric, do you happen to know of an old man who accompanied the princess when she disappeared?"
Ariel wondered the same thing; she also wondered what was Elric’s plan and whatnot. She had no idea what she was getting into. “Elric, could you please tell us what your plan is exactly? We’ve been following you for some time now and you have yet to tell us anything...” Ariel followed quietly waiting for a responce...
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Kiushapo on December 23, 2003, 05:50:22 AM
As the group made its way down the street, Kiushapo made sure to stay away from Elric, from the way the man was bumping into things he wouldn't be surprised if he knocked down one of the booths lining the street.
As they neared the cottage, Elric cried out and began to explain something, pointing out two cottages, but the man hurrying down the street caught his attention. From what he could remember, the old man that had scurried out of the tavern when he first arrived had had a staff like that. As the man disappeared into the shadows, he heard Mina speaking, "Elric, do you happen to know of an old man who accompanied the princess when she disappeared?"
And then Ariel “Elric, could you please tell us what your plan is exactly? We’ve been following you and you have yet to tell us...”
Nodding, he gestured for the group to continue with the questions, "I will just be visiting the healer for a moment, a bandage is all I am needing." Setting off at a brisk pace, he approached the cottage Elric had pointed out, knocking loudly on the door.
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
As they neared the cottage, Elric cried out and began to explain something, pointing out two cottages, but the man hurrying down the street caught his attention. From what he could remember, the old man that had scurried out of the tavern when he first arrived had had a staff like that. As the man disappeared into the shadows, he heard Mina speaking, "Elric, do you happen to know of an old man who accompanied the princess when she disappeared?"
And then Ariel “Elric, could you please tell us what your plan is exactly? We’ve been following you and you have yet to tell us...”
Nodding, he gestured for the group to continue with the questions, "I will just be visiting the healer for a moment, a bandage is all I am needing." Setting off at a brisk pace, he approached the cottage Elric had pointed out, knocking loudly on the door.
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 23, 2003, 05:53:22 AM
@Mina & Ariel:
"Elric, do you happen to know of an old man who accompanied the princess when she disappeared?"
“Elric, could you please tell us what your plan is exactly? We’ve been following you for some time now and you have yet to tell us anything...”
Elric watched as Kiushapo strode towards the healer's cottage. Turning back first to Mina, he spoke, "An old man? There were lots of aged officials of the court in the Prince and Princess' entourage when they arrived seven years ago. But, if you meant when the Princess disappeared into the woods, then no, nobody was with her, except the guards that escorted the Prince and Princess around for their safety, but they were left behind when the Prince and Princess entered the woods. I don't remember any aged man among the guards."
Turning to Ariel, Elric spoke again, this time with a sad smile on his face, "Ah ... come, we shall go into the cottage to meet My Love. Then all will be revealed."
Elric gestured towards the two of them to follow as they made their way to the cottage that stood out.
Knocking softly on the door, Elric spoke out, "Tis me, Elric!"
After a brief moment, the door slowly creaked open towards the inside, revealing the tall shapely curves of a young woman looking warily at Ariel and Mina. The young woman's eyes were shone of the green of emeralds, and her shoulder length curls were of a flaming ruby red.
Ariel and Mina, both of you should make one post before the plot moves on.
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/22/03 21:53
"Elric, do you happen to know of an old man who accompanied the princess when she disappeared?"
“Elric, could you please tell us what your plan is exactly? We’ve been following you for some time now and you have yet to tell us anything...”
Elric watched as Kiushapo strode towards the healer's cottage. Turning back first to Mina, he spoke, "An old man? There were lots of aged officials of the court in the Prince and Princess' entourage when they arrived seven years ago. But, if you meant when the Princess disappeared into the woods, then no, nobody was with her, except the guards that escorted the Prince and Princess around for their safety, but they were left behind when the Prince and Princess entered the woods. I don't remember any aged man among the guards."
Turning to Ariel, Elric spoke again, this time with a sad smile on his face, "Ah ... come, we shall go into the cottage to meet My Love. Then all will be revealed."
Elric gestured towards the two of them to follow as they made their way to the cottage that stood out.
Knocking softly on the door, Elric spoke out, "Tis me, Elric!"
After a brief moment, the door slowly creaked open towards the inside, revealing the tall shapely curves of a young woman looking warily at Ariel and Mina. The young woman's eyes were shone of the green of emeralds, and her shoulder length curls were of a flaming ruby red.
Ariel and Mina, both of you should make one post before the plot moves on.
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/22/03 21:53
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 23, 2003, 07:01:22 AM
@Kiushapo:
Arriving at a sturdy wooden door, Kiushapo knocked loudly on it, his knocks seemingly reverberating in an echo around him.
After a brief moment of waiting, loud coughing could be heard on the other side of the door, before the door swang open.
A middle-aged woman clad in a dark brown shawl appeared at the door with a walking stick. Wrinkles and lines on her face spoke of her years through the ages. Holding a frail wrinkled hand to her mouth and coughing a little more, she finally cleared her throat and greeted Kiushapo, "Good day ... young man ..." she didn't notice Kiushapo's pointed ears covered by his blonde locks, "What brings you here today?"
Arriving at a sturdy wooden door, Kiushapo knocked loudly on it, his knocks seemingly reverberating in an echo around him.
After a brief moment of waiting, loud coughing could be heard on the other side of the door, before the door swang open.
A middle-aged woman clad in a dark brown shawl appeared at the door with a walking stick. Wrinkles and lines on her face spoke of her years through the ages. Holding a frail wrinkled hand to her mouth and coughing a little more, she finally cleared her throat and greeted Kiushapo, "Good day ... young man ..." she didn't notice Kiushapo's pointed ears covered by his blonde locks, "What brings you here today?"
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Kiushapo on December 24, 2003, 05:43:22 AM
Kiushapo smiled at the aged woman quite amused at being called 'young man'. His cut was itching fiercely now that he was thinking about it again, so he decided to get right to the point, "If you are being the healer, I am needing your expert skills madam." Gesturing to his chest, he unbuttoned his vest so she could see "Whatever you can be doing for it would be much appreciated." As he stood there, he suddenly remembered he had no money! Silently cursing himself, he changed his smile to a more charming one, he hoped, "There is being a small matter though, I am embarrassed to be saying I am having no money to be paying you. Perhaps we can be working something else out?" As he tried to think of someway to pay her, he ran a hand through his hair, revealing his elven ears.
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 24, 2003, 06:59:22 AM
@Eve:
Dashing down the East fork where Eve last noticed Kiushapo and Mina. They had meandered down the fork long before she arrived though, and they were no where in sight. Eve had arrived at a fork in the road at the end of the East fork, stopping to ponder which turn she would take..
Pick where you turn, left or right
Dashing down the East fork where Eve last noticed Kiushapo and Mina. They had meandered down the fork long before she arrived though, and they were no where in sight. Eve had arrived at a fork in the road at the end of the East fork, stopping to ponder which turn she would take..
Pick where you turn, left or right
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ariel Galacia on December 24, 2003, 08:44:22 AM
Ariel watched Kiushapo walked off towards the healer’s house as they made their way to Elric’s lover’s dwelling. Ariel stood silently as always, while Elric knocked softly on the door. After a brief moment a woman answered, she was surprised to see Elric with two other ladies by his side...
Everything about her seemed to stand out to Ariel. Her eye’s resembled her’s, and her hair was almost exactly like Ariel's. ‘No wonder he couldn’t stop gawking at me when we first met...’ Ariel thought to herself, while she still stood there unsure if she should say anything. Ariel decided to keep quiet, until Elric introduced everyone....Edited by: Ariel Galacia at: 12/24/03 0:50
Everything about her seemed to stand out to Ariel. Her eye’s resembled her’s, and her hair was almost exactly like Ariel's. ‘No wonder he couldn’t stop gawking at me when we first met...’ Ariel thought to herself, while she still stood there unsure if she should say anything. Ariel decided to keep quiet, until Elric introduced everyone....
Title: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Evelaria on December 24, 2003, 11:30:22 AM
Eve went downtheroad, untilshe came to a fork. She looked around, wary of which way to go. She hadn't been this way before, things seemed different, but she couldn't turn back because the woman's words continue to ring in her ears. She decided to turn right...
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Mina on December 24, 2003, 01:59:22 PM
Mina listened carefully as Elric spoke about the princess' disappearance. The prince and princess entered the Woods by themselves. Why? And if the prince was there too when the princess disappeared, why doesn't anyone know what happened?
The three of them then made their way to the cottage. Elric knocked softly on the door, and, a moment later, a young woman opened. She was very beautiful, with emerald eyes and ruby-coloured hair. No wonder Gavrin wants her for himself.
The three of them then made their way to the cottage. Elric knocked softly on the door, and, a moment later, a young woman opened. She was very beautiful, with emerald eyes and ruby-coloured hair. No wonder Gavrin wants her for himself.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 24, 2003, 02:52:22 PM
@Kiushapo:
"If you are being the healer, I am needing your expert skills madam."
The old woman coughed again, and smiled wryly, "Ah, yes, Jothia the healer, that's who i am, yes."
As Kiushapo unbuttoned his vest to show her his wound, she squinted, and then frowned, "Oh dear my boy ... that's a shallow wound, but ... made by a blade was it? The blade must have been rusty, you are in for a nasty infection ..." Jothia was overtaken by another bout of coughing, and then she slowly pushed opened the door wider, "Come in, come in." and gestured for Kiushapo to step in.
"There is being a small matter though, I am embarrassed to be saying I am having no money to be paying you. Perhaps we can be working something else out?"
Jothia half-coughed and half-chuckled, "Ah, my boy, that's alright ... i've come to realize that health and not wealth, is what one should treasure most. I'm a healer, but yet look me, unable to cure the disease that is eating away at myself ..." Jothia coughed repeatedly again, "Now come in, we should be taking care of your wound."
The interior of the cottage was sparse and austere. A thick cloud of odd smells of various kinds of herbs permeated the whole inside of the cottage.
Gesturing towards a stool, Jothia sat Kiushapo down, and produced a small jar of what seemed to be light green paste. Slowly, she carefully dabbed some of the paste into Kiushapo's wound, coughing every now and then. "So my boy, you don't seem to be around here, or i would have seen you before ... what brings you to Eresh? What would bring an Elven kind to Eresh, of all places? And you speak oddly for an elf too."
"If you are being the healer, I am needing your expert skills madam."
The old woman coughed again, and smiled wryly, "Ah, yes, Jothia the healer, that's who i am, yes."
As Kiushapo unbuttoned his vest to show her his wound, she squinted, and then frowned, "Oh dear my boy ... that's a shallow wound, but ... made by a blade was it? The blade must have been rusty, you are in for a nasty infection ..." Jothia was overtaken by another bout of coughing, and then she slowly pushed opened the door wider, "Come in, come in." and gestured for Kiushapo to step in.
"There is being a small matter though, I am embarrassed to be saying I am having no money to be paying you. Perhaps we can be working something else out?"
Jothia half-coughed and half-chuckled, "Ah, my boy, that's alright ... i've come to realize that health and not wealth, is what one should treasure most. I'm a healer, but yet look me, unable to cure the disease that is eating away at myself ..." Jothia coughed repeatedly again, "Now come in, we should be taking care of your wound."
The interior of the cottage was sparse and austere. A thick cloud of odd smells of various kinds of herbs permeated the whole inside of the cottage.
Gesturing towards a stool, Jothia sat Kiushapo down, and produced a small jar of what seemed to be light green paste. Slowly, she carefully dabbed some of the paste into Kiushapo's wound, coughing every now and then. "So my boy, you don't seem to be around here, or i would have seen you before ... what brings you to Eresh? What would bring an Elven kind to Eresh, of all places? And you speak oddly for an elf too."
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 24, 2003, 02:11:22 PM
@Mina & Ariel:
The beautiful woman at the door stared at Mina and Ariel, "Elric, wh..what ... who ..."
Elric spoke back bubbly, "They are friends, My Love, they have offered to help our cause!"
The crimson-haired woman looked suspiciously at Ariel and Mina, "Wh..what have you told them?"
Elric smiled reassuringly towards her as he gestured towards both Mina and Ariel, "This is Lady Mina, and this is Lady Ariel. Lady Mina's companion, Kiushapo, is next door with Jothia, but should join us soon. Lady Mina, Lady Ariel, this is Arialle, the love of my life." His voice had a dreamy quality to them as he spoke out Arialle's name.
Elric gazed lovingly at Arialle, "My Love, they will help us recover the Princess! And then you will not need to be wed to Gavrin!"
Suddenly, an old, frail female voice sounded from within the cottage, "Arialle? Who is that at the door?" Arialle turned her head back, "It's Elric mother. He brought ... friends." her voice was sweet and melodious. The frail voice sounded out again, "Then why don't you invite them in dear?"
Arialle swung the front door wide open. "An honour to make your acquaintance, Lady Ariel, Lady Mina. Please, if you are indeed committed to helping our cause, do come in."
The interior of the cottage was dark. As you step in. You see the figure of a thin, frail aged woman standing at a corner. There were chairs and tables in the middle of the main room, which Elric motioned for both Ariel and Mina to take a seat.
Arialle and Elric both took a seat at the table too. Looking from Mina and Ariel and back again, Arialle spoke, "Why would you want to help us, Lady Mina, Lady Ariel?"
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/24/03 6:35
The beautiful woman at the door stared at Mina and Ariel, "Elric, wh..what ... who ..."
Elric spoke back bubbly, "They are friends, My Love, they have offered to help our cause!"
The crimson-haired woman looked suspiciously at Ariel and Mina, "Wh..what have you told them?"
Elric smiled reassuringly towards her as he gestured towards both Mina and Ariel, "This is Lady Mina, and this is Lady Ariel. Lady Mina's companion, Kiushapo, is next door with Jothia, but should join us soon. Lady Mina, Lady Ariel, this is Arialle, the love of my life." His voice had a dreamy quality to them as he spoke out Arialle's name.
Elric gazed lovingly at Arialle, "My Love, they will help us recover the Princess! And then you will not need to be wed to Gavrin!"
Suddenly, an old, frail female voice sounded from within the cottage, "Arialle? Who is that at the door?" Arialle turned her head back, "It's Elric mother. He brought ... friends." her voice was sweet and melodious. The frail voice sounded out again, "Then why don't you invite them in dear?"
Arialle swung the front door wide open. "An honour to make your acquaintance, Lady Ariel, Lady Mina. Please, if you are indeed committed to helping our cause, do come in."
The interior of the cottage was dark. As you step in. You see the figure of a thin, frail aged woman standing at a corner. There were chairs and tables in the middle of the main room, which Elric motioned for both Ariel and Mina to take a seat.
Arialle and Elric both took a seat at the table too. Looking from Mina and Ariel and back again, Arialle spoke, "Why would you want to help us, Lady Mina, Lady Ariel?"
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/24/03 6:35
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 24, 2003, 03:31:22 PM
@Eve:
As Eve made a right turn and made her way down the pebbled right path, rows and rows of almost identical cottages were passed by on her left. There seemed to be no end to the fairly straight path, and under the hot sun, walking down a row of similar cottages wasn't exactly the most exciting thing to do.
A middle aged man with unkempt hair and a fairly lanky build walked up the opposite direction on the path.
As he approached Eve, he suddenly stopped abruptly in midway, his eyes widening, the lines at the corner of his mouth gradually forming an expression of anger, the lines of muscle in his neck tensed and bulging. At the top of his lungs, he started shouting at Eve, "You!! You killed him!! You killed him! Give me my boy back!! Give me my boy back!!!"
As Eve made a right turn and made her way down the pebbled right path, rows and rows of almost identical cottages were passed by on her left. There seemed to be no end to the fairly straight path, and under the hot sun, walking down a row of similar cottages wasn't exactly the most exciting thing to do.
A middle aged man with unkempt hair and a fairly lanky build walked up the opposite direction on the path.
As he approached Eve, he suddenly stopped abruptly in midway, his eyes widening, the lines at the corner of his mouth gradually forming an expression of anger, the lines of muscle in his neck tensed and bulging. At the top of his lungs, he started shouting at Eve, "You!! You killed him!! You killed him! Give me my boy back!! Give me my boy back!!!"
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Mina on December 25, 2003, 12:52:22 AM
Arialle and Ariel...and they look alike too. Mina thought, rather amused at the coincidence.
She followed Arialle and Elric into the room, and took a seat at the table. Arialle spoke first, asking why they wanted to help her and Elric, to which Mina replied, "My companion and I were thinking of heading into the Woods when we overheard Elric speaking of doing the same. We thought that the more people we had travelling with us, the safer it would be."
She then continued, "However, we do not yet know what plans you have in mind." Turning to Elric, she asked, "You spoke of finding the princess, which is the reason my companion and I have come to Eresh. How do you intend to do so? Do you perhaps have some information concerning her whereabouts?"
A moment later, she suddenly spoke up again. "Oh yes, speaking of the princess, do either of you know what she looks like? I just realised that I've been trying to find her without knowing a thing about her appearance." she asked, looking a little embarassed.
She followed Arialle and Elric into the room, and took a seat at the table. Arialle spoke first, asking why they wanted to help her and Elric, to which Mina replied, "My companion and I were thinking of heading into the Woods when we overheard Elric speaking of doing the same. We thought that the more people we had travelling with us, the safer it would be."
She then continued, "However, we do not yet know what plans you have in mind." Turning to Elric, she asked, "You spoke of finding the princess, which is the reason my companion and I have come to Eresh. How do you intend to do so? Do you perhaps have some information concerning her whereabouts?"
A moment later, she suddenly spoke up again. "Oh yes, speaking of the princess, do either of you know what she looks like? I just realised that I've been trying to find her without knowing a thing about her appearance." she asked, looking a little embarassed.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ariel Galacia on December 25, 2003, 06:11:22 AM
As Ariel stepped in to Arialle’s cottage she glanced around the room briefly, taking in her surroundings. ‘It looks rather cozy if you ask me...’ A tiny smile formed on Ariel’s face as she proceeded to take a seat. Unhurriedly she lowered herself into the chair, listening to what everyone had to say...
“Why would you want to help us, Lady Mina, Lady Ariel?” A question escaped from Arialle’s mouth. Ariel looked at both Arialle and Elric, with a smile as she spoke. “I’m here to do what’s right, If I can aid other people along the way then I shall. It’s just what I believe in...” Her smile seemed to get a tiny bit smaller, as she continued to converse. “...I know the feeling of loss, and it’s not something I wish for other people to experience, I guess that’s why I’m here.” Her smile gradually faded, and Ariel become silent once again...
“Why would you want to help us, Lady Mina, Lady Ariel?” A question escaped from Arialle’s mouth. Ariel looked at both Arialle and Elric, with a smile as she spoke. “I’m here to do what’s right, If I can aid other people along the way then I shall. It’s just what I believe in...” Her smile seemed to get a tiny bit smaller, as she continued to converse. “...I know the feeling of loss, and it’s not something I wish for other people to experience, I guess that’s why I’m here.” Her smile gradually faded, and Ariel become silent once again...
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 25, 2003, 09:12:22 AM
@Ariel & Mina:
Arialle listened expressionless as Mina and Ariel spoke. Her smooth chiselled face had a soft glow to it, her emerald eyes sparkling fiercely. She was a beauty by any standards. She spoke first to Ariel, her sweet yet sharp voice tinged with suspicion, "Would anyone really help another without motive or gain in it for themselves?" Leaving the question unanswered, she turned to Mina, "And you and your companion are looking for the Princess as well, i see ..."
As Arialle paused briefly for thought, Mina turned to ask Elric a question, "You spoke of finding the princess, which is the reason my companion and I have come to Eresh. How do you intend to do so? Do you perhaps have some information concerning her whereabouts?"
Elric stared down at the table and shuffled his feet under the table awkwardly, "Well ... I wasn't really ... haven't really ... been planning to go into the woods all along ... so ... no, i don't have a plan, it was ... just decided this morning." Feeling embaressed, he tried to sound spirited, "But! I know someone who can help us. Lieutanent Dorrum at my outpost. He has been around the woods all these seven years, and he has probably mourned for the Princess as much as the royal family has ..." He shifted in his seat, "We shall meet him, and you shall see, he is wise, and would be of much help to us." Elric nodded continuously.
"Oh yes, speaking of the princess, do either of you know what she looks like? I just realised that I've been trying to find her without knowing a thing about her appearance."
Arialle seemed to shift uncomfortably at that question. Elric made a quick glance towards Arialle, and then stammered a little, "W..Well, the princess has b..blonde hair, l..light green eyes, and a dimple on the right cheek. I have only s..seen her once. But that was when s..she was a young girl of 8."
An uncomfortable silence fell between Arialle and Elric as Elric stopped speaking. The look on both Elric and Arialle's faces were grim.
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/25/03 16:40
Arialle listened expressionless as Mina and Ariel spoke. Her smooth chiselled face had a soft glow to it, her emerald eyes sparkling fiercely. She was a beauty by any standards. She spoke first to Ariel, her sweet yet sharp voice tinged with suspicion, "Would anyone really help another without motive or gain in it for themselves?" Leaving the question unanswered, she turned to Mina, "And you and your companion are looking for the Princess as well, i see ..."
As Arialle paused briefly for thought, Mina turned to ask Elric a question, "You spoke of finding the princess, which is the reason my companion and I have come to Eresh. How do you intend to do so? Do you perhaps have some information concerning her whereabouts?"
Elric stared down at the table and shuffled his feet under the table awkwardly, "Well ... I wasn't really ... haven't really ... been planning to go into the woods all along ... so ... no, i don't have a plan, it was ... just decided this morning." Feeling embaressed, he tried to sound spirited, "But! I know someone who can help us. Lieutanent Dorrum at my outpost. He has been around the woods all these seven years, and he has probably mourned for the Princess as much as the royal family has ..." He shifted in his seat, "We shall meet him, and you shall see, he is wise, and would be of much help to us." Elric nodded continuously.
"Oh yes, speaking of the princess, do either of you know what she looks like? I just realised that I've been trying to find her without knowing a thing about her appearance."
Arialle seemed to shift uncomfortably at that question. Elric made a quick glance towards Arialle, and then stammered a little, "W..Well, the princess has b..blonde hair, l..light green eyes, and a dimple on the right cheek. I have only s..seen her once. But that was when s..she was a young girl of 8."
An uncomfortable silence fell between Arialle and Elric as Elric stopped speaking. The look on both Elric and Arialle's faces were grim.
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/25/03 16:40
Title: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Evelaria on December 25, 2003, 12:27:22 PM
Eve was walking along very bored when suddenly a man started shouted at her. She turned quickly automatically moving her hand towards her axes.
"You!! You killed him!! You killed him! Give me my boy back!! Give me my boy back!!!"
The man was very angry, not only could it be seen in his mouth but in his eyes, his hands, and the way he stood. Eve's eyes widened. Could he be accusing her because she was an Eyelian...they were kind people and they hardly chose to harm nature, much less a child! She walked up to the man signaling for him to quiet down.
"Good sir, please I have killed no one. You have the wrong person...I am innocent...but I can help you if you'd like. I wish no harm, but continue to falsely accuse me and I will definetly bring the pain."
"You!! You killed him!! You killed him! Give me my boy back!! Give me my boy back!!!"
The man was very angry, not only could it be seen in his mouth but in his eyes, his hands, and the way he stood. Eve's eyes widened. Could he be accusing her because she was an Eyelian...they were kind people and they hardly chose to harm nature, much less a child! She walked up to the man signaling for him to quiet down.
"Good sir, please I have killed no one. You have the wrong person...I am innocent...but I can help you if you'd like. I wish no harm, but continue to falsely accuse me and I will definetly bring the pain."
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Kiushapo on December 25, 2003, 12:49:22 PM
A frown crossed Kiushapo's face as Jothia spoke of some kind of illness eating away at her, he didn't know if he should bothering her with his problems, but he sat where she directed and let her work.
"So my boy, you don't seem to be from around here, or I would have seen you before ... what brings you to Eresh? What would bring an Elven kind to Eresh, of all places? And you speak oddly for an elf too."
He smiled at her, the fire in his wound already cooling "I am being from a long way from here, across the seas to the west. I was not always knowing the way of your speaking, please be forgiving me." licking his lips, he thought over his words to make sure he had them right before he continued "I have come to be finding the Princess, as I am being sure many strangers who are visiting you have been saying. Perhaps you are knowing something about her?"
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
"So my boy, you don't seem to be from around here, or I would have seen you before ... what brings you to Eresh? What would bring an Elven kind to Eresh, of all places? And you speak oddly for an elf too."
He smiled at her, the fire in his wound already cooling "I am being from a long way from here, across the seas to the west. I was not always knowing the way of your speaking, please be forgiving me." licking his lips, he thought over his words to make sure he had them right before he continued "I have come to be finding the Princess, as I am being sure many strangers who are visiting you have been saying. Perhaps you are knowing something about her?"
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 25, 2003, 01:22:22 PM
@Eve:
"Good sir, please I have killed no one. You have the wrong person...I am innocent...but I can help you if you'd like. I wish no harm, but continue to falsely accuse me and I will definetly bring the pain."
The man was enraged by Eve's words, gritted his teeth and moved closer to Eve, lifting a clenched fist about to strike her across the face. His fist mere nailsbreaths from hitting Eve's face, the expression on his face suddenly changed from immense rage to utter horror, and his whole body doubled over and crumpled to the ground, as loud sobs started to wreck through his whole body.
"Good sir, please I have killed no one. You have the wrong person...I am innocent...but I can help you if you'd like. I wish no harm, but continue to falsely accuse me and I will definetly bring the pain."
The man was enraged by Eve's words, gritted his teeth and moved closer to Eve, lifting a clenched fist about to strike her across the face. His fist mere nailsbreaths from hitting Eve's face, the expression on his face suddenly changed from immense rage to utter horror, and his whole body doubled over and crumpled to the ground, as loud sobs started to wreck through his whole body.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 26, 2003, 04:35:22 AM
@Kiushapo:
Jothia finished dabbing away at Kiushapo's wound, and a smiled crossed her wrinkled face, pleased at healing Kiushapo's wound. As she screwed the lid back on top of the jar, she spoke, as if almost musing to herself, "Ah, so you're not from around these parts are you, my boy? Myself, i've never been anywhere except Eresh and the capital, Caelum, once. I hope you're finding this fair land to your pleasure, my boy." She carefully placed the jar among a row of many similar jars. "But these are troubled times for the kingdom, my boy, and if you're looking for the Princess, i'm sure you would know how the kingdom hangs precariously from its demise." Jothia sighed slowly.
"I suppose i should be thankful that i may not live that long to see that dark day come. Mark my words my boy, there's more to the disappearance of the Princess than Arvin or his servants, or even enemies of the kingdom." She peered into Kiushapo's eyes, "The enemy is within the kingdom."
Jothia sighed again. "I don't know too much to aid you in finding the Princess, my boy, though i wonder why the elvenkind would be searching for a human noble. But you should speak to the weaver's daughter, Arialle, who lives next to this cottage of mine, if you wish to know more about her sister." With that, she motioned Kiushapo towards the door with a smile on her face, "Well then, my boy, you can be on your way now. Try not to strain your wound too much before it closes on itself and heals. My old bones need the comfort of my bed."
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/25/03 20:42
Jothia finished dabbing away at Kiushapo's wound, and a smiled crossed her wrinkled face, pleased at healing Kiushapo's wound. As she screwed the lid back on top of the jar, she spoke, as if almost musing to herself, "Ah, so you're not from around these parts are you, my boy? Myself, i've never been anywhere except Eresh and the capital, Caelum, once. I hope you're finding this fair land to your pleasure, my boy." She carefully placed the jar among a row of many similar jars. "But these are troubled times for the kingdom, my boy, and if you're looking for the Princess, i'm sure you would know how the kingdom hangs precariously from its demise." Jothia sighed slowly.
"I suppose i should be thankful that i may not live that long to see that dark day come. Mark my words my boy, there's more to the disappearance of the Princess than Arvin or his servants, or even enemies of the kingdom." She peered into Kiushapo's eyes, "The enemy is within the kingdom."
Jothia sighed again. "I don't know too much to aid you in finding the Princess, my boy, though i wonder why the elvenkind would be searching for a human noble. But you should speak to the weaver's daughter, Arialle, who lives next to this cottage of mine, if you wish to know more about her sister." With that, she motioned Kiushapo towards the door with a smile on her face, "Well then, my boy, you can be on your way now. Try not to strain your wound too much before it closes on itself and heals. My old bones need the comfort of my bed."
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/25/03 20:42
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Kiushapo on December 27, 2003, 04:09:22 AM
Smiling thankfully at Jothia, Kiushapo wished her well as he tugged on his vest and walked out of her cottage, mulling over her words. Sister? That is meaning she is royalty! In a small town like this? Trotting to the door of the cottage Elric had pointed out, he knocked firmly on the door. This is seeming to be more than dueling lovers. I am only hoping we are not calling the prince down on us.
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 27, 2003, 05:06:22 AM
@Mina, Ariel & Kiushapo:
Kiushapo's firm knocking broke the pregnant pause at the table. Elric's head reflexively turned to the door. "I will get that, My Love. It might be Lady Mina's companion." Arialle nodded slightly with a faint smile on her face, and Elric went to the door.
Seeing the tall blonde elf standing there as the door swung open, "Ah! It is you, Milord Kiushapo! Please, come in, we were just having a discussion about ... going into the woods and making our way to the outpost." Elric motioned for Kiushapo to step in and take a seat with the others at the table.
A frail, old voice sounded out from a dark corner, "Arialle, who is that at the door?" Arialle replied in a comforting voice, "Just another friend, mother." as she beckoned for Kiushapo to take a seat with a faint smile.
Mina, Ariel & Kiu, you should all make one post before the plot moves on. I suggest you "make good use" of that post *grin*
Kiushapo's firm knocking broke the pregnant pause at the table. Elric's head reflexively turned to the door. "I will get that, My Love. It might be Lady Mina's companion." Arialle nodded slightly with a faint smile on her face, and Elric went to the door.
Seeing the tall blonde elf standing there as the door swung open, "Ah! It is you, Milord Kiushapo! Please, come in, we were just having a discussion about ... going into the woods and making our way to the outpost." Elric motioned for Kiushapo to step in and take a seat with the others at the table.
A frail, old voice sounded out from a dark corner, "Arialle, who is that at the door?" Arialle replied in a comforting voice, "Just another friend, mother." as she beckoned for Kiushapo to take a seat with a faint smile.
Mina, Ariel & Kiu, you should all make one post before the plot moves on. I suggest you "make good use" of that post *grin*
Title: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Evelaria on December 28, 2003, 02:10:22 AM
Eve was prepared to strike the man as soon as she felt his fist make contact with her face. She closed her eyes, unwilling to view the poor man's untimely death, but when she felt nothing she opened then and looked out at the man. He was on the ground crying, and Eve could feel the pain in his sobs. She kneeled down and raised the man's face up from the dirt path and sat him upright.
"I am sorry for the loss of your son. If you want to tell me what happened go ahead and I will help you as best I can."
She doubted that there was anything that she could do other than to lend the man her shoulder and a few comforting words.
"I am sorry for the loss of your son. If you want to tell me what happened go ahead and I will help you as best I can."
She doubted that there was anything that she could do other than to lend the man her shoulder and a few comforting words.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Mina on December 28, 2003, 04:56:22 AM
A hasty person. Mina thought as Elric answered her first question. Still, this Lieutenent Dorrum might be able to help us. "Yes, perhaps we should speak with him," she said finally.
Mina noticed that Arialle and Elric appeared quite uncomfortable with her question concerning the princess' appearance. Could they be hiding something? she wondered. Perhaps I had better verify this information with some others. "Thank you," she said, but nothing more, for she did not want to make them any more uncomfortable and suspicious than they already were.
Ariel apparently had nothing to say either, and it was uncomfortably quiet until Kiushapo arrived. "Yes, do join us," Mina said after Elric, "Is your wound better now?"
Mina noticed that Arialle and Elric appeared quite uncomfortable with her question concerning the princess' appearance. Could they be hiding something? she wondered. Perhaps I had better verify this information with some others. "Thank you," she said, but nothing more, for she did not want to make them any more uncomfortable and suspicious than they already were.
Ariel apparently had nothing to say either, and it was uncomfortably quiet until Kiushapo arrived. "Yes, do join us," Mina said after Elric, "Is your wound better now?"
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 28, 2003, 05:38:22 AM
@Eve:
The man's expression was one of utter daze and confusion as Eve gently raised his face to her gaze. Streaks of grimy tears coated his cheeks. He stopped sobbing, and just looked at Eve as if he was staring into space.
The patter of feet could be heard approaching. A middle-aged woman with cropped greyish-hair came running towards Eve and the man, panting for breath. Upon reaching the two of them, she grasped the man hard by his shoulders and forcefully pulled him to his feet, "Torval! What do you think you are doing??!!" She proceeded to shake him hard, but his face was a blank slate of expression.
Looking towards Eve, the woman's face was full of concern and worry, "Oh dear ... Milady, you are not hurt are you?" She looked Eve up and down, as if looking for signs of bruises or injuries, "I'm sorry Milady, my husband ... my husband ... loses his mind sometimes, and he goes around hurting people, please forgive him, he's ... he's harmless ... he really is." She looked towards her husband, eyes full of loss and sadness.
The man's expression was one of utter daze and confusion as Eve gently raised his face to her gaze. Streaks of grimy tears coated his cheeks. He stopped sobbing, and just looked at Eve as if he was staring into space.
The patter of feet could be heard approaching. A middle-aged woman with cropped greyish-hair came running towards Eve and the man, panting for breath. Upon reaching the two of them, she grasped the man hard by his shoulders and forcefully pulled him to his feet, "Torval! What do you think you are doing??!!" She proceeded to shake him hard, but his face was a blank slate of expression.
Looking towards Eve, the woman's face was full of concern and worry, "Oh dear ... Milady, you are not hurt are you?" She looked Eve up and down, as if looking for signs of bruises or injuries, "I'm sorry Milady, my husband ... my husband ... loses his mind sometimes, and he goes around hurting people, please forgive him, he's ... he's harmless ... he really is." She looked towards her husband, eyes full of loss and sadness.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Kiushapo on December 28, 2003, 05:56:22 AM
Bowing graciously to Arialle, Kiushapo took a seat next to Mina smiling as she inquired about his wound "It is being all better, thank you. Turning his attention to Arialle and Elric he continued speaking, studying Arialle more than Elric "I was learning something interesting from the healer though, but I am thinking some of us are already knowing about this. Winking at Arialle, he leaned back in his chair, "It is turning out that the lady here..... is the princess' sister. I have not been hearing the townspeople mentioning royalty living here, so I am suspecting you are wishing to keep this a secret, why?"
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 28, 2003, 08:14:22 AM
@Ariel, Kiushapo & Mina:
Elric returned to his seat as Kiushapo seated himself, feeling a little uncomfortable as he noticed Kiushapo studying Arialle intently. Arialle however, maintained a fixed, firm gaze at Kiushapo as he spoke, "It is turning out that the lady here..... is the princess' sister. I have not been hearing the townspeople mentioning royalty living here, so I am suspecting you are wishing to keep this a secret, why?"
Her gaze yet unwavering, and unresponsive towards Kiushapo's light-hearted wink, Arialle spoke in a monotone with a gentle and sad lilt, "Perhaps if no one has told you, then you are not meant to know, Milord Kiushapo."
Just then, the figure that was by the dark shadow of the corner hobbled out. It was the figure of a lithe, middle-aged woman, her dirty blonde hair tied neatly up in a bun, but what struck out was her milky white eyes, almost as if a thin film covered her eyes, her iris was not visible at all. Her head faced straight forward looking towards the front door, but it seemed that she was rasping out at the little group that was gathered at the table, "A secret?! A secret??!! No, it was a shame!! A shame!!!" She was visibly very emotional and upset.
Arialle left her seat and gently held on towards the woman, directing her to the last empty chair at the table and helped sat her down. It was evident that the woman was blind. "Mother, please." As she tried to soothe and calm her mother.
At this point, Elric took over, and spoke to all who gathered at the table. "It is no secret." He clenched his fists tightly on the table. "Only a secret to those who feel ashamed! My dear Arialle's mother, was a consort of King Aprag. Arialle was born into court after Prince Viginold, and was much loved by the King. Three years later, the Princess Nalaere was born. That was when all the trouble began."
Arialle spoke as she comforted her mother, who was upset and shaking, "When my sister ... or rather, half-sister, was born, the Queen grew hatred for me. My mother was a mere commoner, yet i had the features of the royal bloodline. Alas, for reasons all of us did not know, my sister did not. She was born blonde of hair instead of crimson red, and her eyes were more greyish-green than deep emerald green." She shook her head forlornly, "My father ... the King, doted on me, but less so of Nalaere. This angered the Queen, and one day, out of sheer hatred and anger, she blinded my mother." Arialle briefly swallowed and wetted her lips before continuing, "The King did not want further harm to come to either of us, and he secretly spirited us away to Eresh, a place where he thought no one would sought to look. In my absence, the King doted upon my sister, and all was well. That was until my sister and my brother came here seven years ago, and who would have known that of all the places in the Kingdom, they would choose to come here? But when my sister was lost, it grieved my father so much that it has been said he is gradually losing his mind."
Kiu & Mina, make one more post before the plot moves on ... it can be a short post if you like, a thinking post. Or, if you have good questions to ask, ask away
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/28/03 0:17
Elric returned to his seat as Kiushapo seated himself, feeling a little uncomfortable as he noticed Kiushapo studying Arialle intently. Arialle however, maintained a fixed, firm gaze at Kiushapo as he spoke, "It is turning out that the lady here..... is the princess' sister. I have not been hearing the townspeople mentioning royalty living here, so I am suspecting you are wishing to keep this a secret, why?"
Her gaze yet unwavering, and unresponsive towards Kiushapo's light-hearted wink, Arialle spoke in a monotone with a gentle and sad lilt, "Perhaps if no one has told you, then you are not meant to know, Milord Kiushapo."
Just then, the figure that was by the dark shadow of the corner hobbled out. It was the figure of a lithe, middle-aged woman, her dirty blonde hair tied neatly up in a bun, but what struck out was her milky white eyes, almost as if a thin film covered her eyes, her iris was not visible at all. Her head faced straight forward looking towards the front door, but it seemed that she was rasping out at the little group that was gathered at the table, "A secret?! A secret??!! No, it was a shame!! A shame!!!" She was visibly very emotional and upset.
Arialle left her seat and gently held on towards the woman, directing her to the last empty chair at the table and helped sat her down. It was evident that the woman was blind. "Mother, please." As she tried to soothe and calm her mother.
At this point, Elric took over, and spoke to all who gathered at the table. "It is no secret." He clenched his fists tightly on the table. "Only a secret to those who feel ashamed! My dear Arialle's mother, was a consort of King Aprag. Arialle was born into court after Prince Viginold, and was much loved by the King. Three years later, the Princess Nalaere was born. That was when all the trouble began."
Arialle spoke as she comforted her mother, who was upset and shaking, "When my sister ... or rather, half-sister, was born, the Queen grew hatred for me. My mother was a mere commoner, yet i had the features of the royal bloodline. Alas, for reasons all of us did not know, my sister did not. She was born blonde of hair instead of crimson red, and her eyes were more greyish-green than deep emerald green." She shook her head forlornly, "My father ... the King, doted on me, but less so of Nalaere. This angered the Queen, and one day, out of sheer hatred and anger, she blinded my mother." Arialle briefly swallowed and wetted her lips before continuing, "The King did not want further harm to come to either of us, and he secretly spirited us away to Eresh, a place where he thought no one would sought to look. In my absence, the King doted upon my sister, and all was well. That was until my sister and my brother came here seven years ago, and who would have known that of all the places in the Kingdom, they would choose to come here? But when my sister was lost, it grieved my father so much that it has been said he is gradually losing his mind."
Kiu & Mina, make one more post before the plot moves on ... it can be a short post if you like, a thinking post. Or, if you have good questions to ask, ask away
Edited by: Khiera at: 12/28/03 0:17
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Mina on December 30, 2003, 03:35:22 AM
Mina was rather surprised at Kiushapo's revelation, and quite alarmed that he chose to confront Arialle and Elric with the information. It was too risky, she thought. Fortunately, it seemed the gamble paid off. Rather than getting defensive, Arialle chose to reveal her background.
Mina decided that she would take this opportunity to ask some questions herself. "Well, since you were here when the princess disappeared, could you tell us what happened at that time? Elric told me that the prince and princess entered the Woods alone, with no guards. I'm quite curious as to why they did this, and why so little is known of what happened to the princess if the prince was with her when she disappeard."
Pausing for a moment, she then continued with her next question, "Also, I noticed an elderly man leaving this cottage just before we arrived. He appears to be the same one I had seen at the tavern yesterday, being persued by some Guards led by an elven knight named Valannia. Who exactly is he, and why are they looking for him?"
She hoped that she would be able to get some useful information out of this.
(OOC: Okay, here's the post. Now, about those pins... )
Mina decided that she would take this opportunity to ask some questions herself. "Well, since you were here when the princess disappeared, could you tell us what happened at that time? Elric told me that the prince and princess entered the Woods alone, with no guards. I'm quite curious as to why they did this, and why so little is known of what happened to the princess if the prince was with her when she disappeard."
Pausing for a moment, she then continued with her next question, "Also, I noticed an elderly man leaving this cottage just before we arrived. He appears to be the same one I had seen at the tavern yesterday, being persued by some Guards led by an elven knight named Valannia. Who exactly is he, and why are they looking for him?"
She hoped that she would be able to get some useful information out of this.
(OOC: Okay, here's the post. Now, about those pins...
) Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Kiushapo on December 30, 2003, 05:33:22 AM
Nodding at Mina's questions, Kiushapo crossed his arms across his chest as he leaned in his chair. With nothing to say, his thoughts drifted to the information they had already obtained. All he had wanted to do in the beginning was go to the woods and check things out, but each new clue had made him wonder more about what was actually going on. How had the prince managed to escape? Who exactly were these people in the woods? Why capture the princess in the first place, and then why shut up about it, it didn't make for a very good ransom plan.
His thoughts jumped from one to another, one line of thought creating two more it seemed, but for the life of him, he couldn't untie this particular knot.
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
His thoughts jumped from one to another, one line of thought creating two more it seemed, but for the life of him, he couldn't untie this particular knot.
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 30, 2003, 09:09:22 AM
@Ariel, Kiushapo & Mina:
"Well, since you were here when the princess disappeared, could you tell us what happened at that time? Elric told me that the prince and princess entered the Woods alone, with no guards. I'm quite curious as to why they did this, and why so little is known of what happened to the princess if the prince was with her when she disappeard."
Elric nodded at Arialle as if to confirm that he did indeed tell Mina as such. Arialle sighed a long drawn sigh before speaking again. "I was merely a young girl of 14 when the unfortunate incident happened, Lady Mina. My mother and I heard of the incident later from the village people, and we know not more nor less than the village people you see here. We have shunned the royalty ever since being moved here, and needless to say, we have not returned to Caelum since then, and i have not seen the King or any member of the royal family for years." Elric gave Arialle a warm squeeze on her palm as if in comfort, and Arialle's mother's countenance was stern, almost painful, at the mention of the King.
Mina's next question caught Arialle by surprise.
"Also, I noticed an elderly man leaving this cottage just before we arrived. He appears to be the same one I had seen at the tavern yesterday, being persued by some Guards led by an elven knight named Valannia. Who exactly is he, and why are they looking for him?"
Arialle stiffened in her seat. "What elderly man are you talking about, Lady Mina? I know of no such man, my mother and I were busy at our looms until Elric arrived. And i know not about the guards and their affairs." She shrugged slightly.
Elric look oddly at Mina, wondering why she would ask such a strange question. "I have heard of a Lieutanent Valannia that has been sent by the Prince to confer with Captain Gavrin, but i know not about what." Glancing quickly at Ariel, Kiushapo and Mina, he spoke again, in an energetic tone, "But come, my friends, the hour is getting no earlier, and we should leave for the camps soon. You are all still ... keen on helping myself and my love in seeking out the Princess in the woods, yes?"
Ariel, Mina & Kiu, as long as two of you post with agreement to go with Elric to the camps, then the plot can move along with Elric. This is to give you any of you the opportunity to decline joining Elric and go on exploring on your own, if you decide to do so.
"Well, since you were here when the princess disappeared, could you tell us what happened at that time? Elric told me that the prince and princess entered the Woods alone, with no guards. I'm quite curious as to why they did this, and why so little is known of what happened to the princess if the prince was with her when she disappeard."
Elric nodded at Arialle as if to confirm that he did indeed tell Mina as such. Arialle sighed a long drawn sigh before speaking again. "I was merely a young girl of 14 when the unfortunate incident happened, Lady Mina. My mother and I heard of the incident later from the village people, and we know not more nor less than the village people you see here. We have shunned the royalty ever since being moved here, and needless to say, we have not returned to Caelum since then, and i have not seen the King or any member of the royal family for years." Elric gave Arialle a warm squeeze on her palm as if in comfort, and Arialle's mother's countenance was stern, almost painful, at the mention of the King.
Mina's next question caught Arialle by surprise.
"Also, I noticed an elderly man leaving this cottage just before we arrived. He appears to be the same one I had seen at the tavern yesterday, being persued by some Guards led by an elven knight named Valannia. Who exactly is he, and why are they looking for him?"
Arialle stiffened in her seat. "What elderly man are you talking about, Lady Mina? I know of no such man, my mother and I were busy at our looms until Elric arrived. And i know not about the guards and their affairs." She shrugged slightly.
Elric look oddly at Mina, wondering why she would ask such a strange question. "I have heard of a Lieutanent Valannia that has been sent by the Prince to confer with Captain Gavrin, but i know not about what." Glancing quickly at Ariel, Kiushapo and Mina, he spoke again, in an energetic tone, "But come, my friends, the hour is getting no earlier, and we should leave for the camps soon. You are all still ... keen on helping myself and my love in seeking out the Princess in the woods, yes?"
Ariel, Mina & Kiu, as long as two of you post with agreement to go with Elric to the camps, then the plot can move along with Elric. This is to give you any of you the opportunity to decline joining Elric and go on exploring on your own, if you decide to do so.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Kiushapo on December 31, 2003, 08:10:22 AM
Chuckling at the man's choice of words Kiushapo stood and nodded at Elric "I am indeed still being....keen, as you say, to be helping you." Now that action had been proposed he was raring to go, he needed something to think about rather than the circle of motives he had been contemplating. "But, only if my companion is willing as well." He turned to look at Mina, the question evident on his face 'Yes or no?'
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Simple answers to life's questioning. T'would be a greater magic that I have ever been seeing.
Kiushapo's Story
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Mina on December 31, 2003, 02:15:22 PM
Mina was disappointed that she did not manage to get any useful information from their answers. Still, Arialle's reaction to her second question, at least, told her that she did know something about the old man.
"Our reason for coming to this village is to find the princess, so, yes, we will go with you. Perhaps lieutenant Dorrum will have the answers I seek."
"Our reason for coming to this village is to find the princess, so, yes, we will go with you. Perhaps lieutenant Dorrum will have the answers I seek."
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on December 31, 2003, 02:41:22 PM
@Ariel, Mina & Kiushapo:
Elric thumped his fist hard on the table excitedly as he shot up from his seat, "Very well then! To the woods we go!" He gently held up Arialle's hand and kissed the back of her palm, "And i shall return with the Princess, or not return at all, My Love!"
Ok, everyone's next post will be at the main encampment. Elric will be with you guys as an NPC.
Elric thumped his fist hard on the table excitedly as he shot up from his seat, "Very well then! To the woods we go!" He gently held up Arialle's hand and kissed the back of her palm, "And i shall return with the Princess, or not return at all, My Love!"
Ok, everyone's next post will be at the main encampment. Elric will be with you guys as an NPC.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Evelaria on December 31, 2003, 06:25:22 PM
(Short-break, didn't know it was coming, just happened...sorry)
Evelaria looked up at the woman who approached and thought, Oh, great more trouble?. She stood up and helped the man fully to his feet and then glanced over at the woman once again.
"I am fine, truly I am. He just thought that I killed his son and well, yeah. That is pretty much it...I suppose everything is fine now, ma'am. I should really be going now...I was given an urgent message by a Seer."
Evelaria looked up at the woman who approached and thought, Oh, great more trouble?. She stood up and helped the man fully to his feet and then glanced over at the woman once again.
"I am fine, truly I am. He just thought that I killed his son and well, yeah. That is pretty much it...I suppose everything is fine now, ma'am. I should really be going now...I was given an urgent message by a Seer."
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on January 01, 2004, 03:37:22 AM
@Eve:
((OOC: NP! Holidays and all ... who would have known? ))
The woman looked appreciatively at Eve as Eve helped her husband to his feet. Torval, meanwhile, had started to shake and convulse slightly, and his eyes were glazed as if he was lost in another world.
"I am fine, truly I am. He just thought that I killed his son and well, yeah. That is pretty much it...I suppose everything is fine now, ma'am. I should really be going now...I was given an urgent message by a Seer."
The woman nodded towards Eve in understanding, "You are very kind, Milady. Unfortunately," she looked towards her husband forlornly, who was now seemingly frothing at the corner of his mouth, "Torval ... lost his mind when our son was killed when he was directed to go into the woods a few years ago ... the missing princess and all ..." The woman sighed heavily, "And now, our other son, his twin brother, is still under the service of the Royal Guard, he's at the main encampment, you know. After his brother was ... killed, we implored him to leave the service and the woods, but he was stout in his opinion that he could make a difference ..." She shook her head sadly. "I trek to the main encampment once or twice a week, to bring him some food from home, and advise him to leave, but it's of no avail ..."
Clearing her throat a little, she turned to Eve apologectically, "Oh dear, Milady, i'm sorry to trouble you with our troubles ... don't let me ramble on like that again. And what ... what was this urgent message you were saying? About a seer?"
((OOC: NP! Holidays and all ... who would have known?
))The woman looked appreciatively at Eve as Eve helped her husband to his feet. Torval, meanwhile, had started to shake and convulse slightly, and his eyes were glazed as if he was lost in another world.
"I am fine, truly I am. He just thought that I killed his son and well, yeah. That is pretty much it...I suppose everything is fine now, ma'am. I should really be going now...I was given an urgent message by a Seer."
The woman nodded towards Eve in understanding, "You are very kind, Milady. Unfortunately," she looked towards her husband forlornly, who was now seemingly frothing at the corner of his mouth, "Torval ... lost his mind when our son was killed when he was directed to go into the woods a few years ago ... the missing princess and all ..." The woman sighed heavily, "And now, our other son, his twin brother, is still under the service of the Royal Guard, he's at the main encampment, you know. After his brother was ... killed, we implored him to leave the service and the woods, but he was stout in his opinion that he could make a difference ..." She shook her head sadly. "I trek to the main encampment once or twice a week, to bring him some food from home, and advise him to leave, but it's of no avail ..."
Clearing her throat a little, she turned to Eve apologectically, "Oh dear, Milady, i'm sorry to trouble you with our troubles ... don't let me ramble on like that again. And what ... what was this urgent message you were saying? About a seer?"
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Evelaria on January 01, 2004, 05:08:22 PM
((I decided to change colors...maybe this will be easier to see))
Eve listened to the woman's words. She would probably go to speak with the woman's son later on. This mystery about the princess was beginning to become a larger part of Eve's day as she went on. She looked at the man as he began to convulse and her eyes widened. He was obviously a man who had lost his mind, as his wife had confirmed. She let go of him and turned to face the wife fully.
"Well, MiLady, this woman...blind I believe...was having convulsions similar to those of your husband. She kept muttering things to me. Things about righting the wrong and about the Princess. I am confused as to why the Princess must be found. Perhaps you could fill me in on the information regarding the young woman?"
Eve moved towards the woman, leaving her husband to deal with his own mind. She didn't like to meddle with those she thought was insane or close to it.
Eve listened to the woman's words. She would probably go to speak with the woman's son later on. This mystery about the princess was beginning to become a larger part of Eve's day as she went on. She looked at the man as he began to convulse and her eyes widened. He was obviously a man who had lost his mind, as his wife had confirmed. She let go of him and turned to face the wife fully.
"Well, MiLady, this woman...blind I believe...was having convulsions similar to those of your husband. She kept muttering things to me. Things about righting the wrong and about the Princess. I am confused as to why the Princess must be found. Perhaps you could fill me in on the information regarding the young woman?"
Eve moved towards the woman, leaving her husband to deal with his own mind. She didn't like to meddle with those she thought was insane or close to it.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on January 02, 2004, 01:37:22 AM
@Eve:
((OOC: Ooohh ... interesting colour!))
The woman stroked her husband's arm soothingly to comfort him, and he gradually fell silent and obediently stood there motionless without saying a further word.
"Well, MiLady, this woman...blind I believe...was having convulsions similar to those of your husband. She kept muttering things to me. Things about righting the wrong and about the Princess. I am confused as to why the Princess must be found. Perhaps you could fill me in on the information regarding the young woman?"
The woman cocked an eyebrow, "Blind? Madame Merawal, eh? No, no, she's not blind ... she lost one eye several years ago, but some say her single eye changed from brown to violet, and it gives her great powers in seeing the past and future."She spoke in a very reverent tone.
"But what's this about righting some kind of wrong? The Princess has disappeared for years, the poor soul ..." she sighed, "We don't know much about the Princess, us common people, only that the King has been gradually going mad because of his grief at her loss ... or so we hear. I don't know why the Prince has suddenly sent hordes of guards to the woods now ... that all should have been done 7 years ago ...if you ask me ... "
She looked up towards Eve again, a grateful look, "But anyway, Milady, i must be making my way home and to the woods before the hour gets too late ... Tis the day i visit my other son at the encampment ... perhaps ... you would like to come along, Milady?"
((OOC: Ooohh ... interesting colour!))
The woman stroked her husband's arm soothingly to comfort him, and he gradually fell silent and obediently stood there motionless without saying a further word.
"Well, MiLady, this woman...blind I believe...was having convulsions similar to those of your husband. She kept muttering things to me. Things about righting the wrong and about the Princess. I am confused as to why the Princess must be found. Perhaps you could fill me in on the information regarding the young woman?"
The woman cocked an eyebrow, "Blind? Madame Merawal, eh? No, no, she's not blind ... she lost one eye several years ago, but some say her single eye changed from brown to violet, and it gives her great powers in seeing the past and future."She spoke in a very reverent tone.
"But what's this about righting some kind of wrong? The Princess has disappeared for years, the poor soul ..." she sighed, "We don't know much about the Princess, us common people, only that the King has been gradually going mad because of his grief at her loss ... or so we hear. I don't know why the Prince has suddenly sent hordes of guards to the woods now ... that all should have been done 7 years ago ...if you ask me ... "
She looked up towards Eve again, a grateful look, "But anyway, Milady, i must be making my way home and to the woods before the hour gets too late ... Tis the day i visit my other son at the encampment ... perhaps ... you would like to come along, Milady?"
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Evelaria on January 03, 2004, 06:58:22 PM
"Blind? Madame Merawal, eh? No, no, she's not blind ... she lost one eye several years ago, but some say her single eye changed from brown to violet, and it gives her great powers in seeing the past and future."
Evelaria took in what the woman said as she always did. She was a great listener, one of the many aspects of this fine warrior. "Madame Merawal? A Seer? Has she ever spoken of visions about the Princess?" she asked, repeating what she had already called the woman.
"But what's this about righting some kind of wrong? The Princess has disappeared for years, the poor soul ..." she sighed, "We don't know much about the Princess, us common people, only that the King has been gradually going mad because of his grief at her loss ... or so we hear. I don't know why the Prince has suddenly sent hordes of guards to the woods now ... that all should have been done 7 years ago ...if you ask me ... "
Eve raised an eyebrow at this. "Why would he wait so long to finally search out the princess? Perhaps...no never mind," she said. She was about to say that perhaps the King wanted the Princess to be dead. Perhaps she knew something he wanted to keep from her?
"But anyway, Milady, i must be making my way home and to the woods before the hour gets too late ... Tis the day i visit my other son at the encampment ... perhaps ... you would like to come along, Milady?"
Eve smiled at the woman's invitation. She had planned to visit the young man anyhow. "Of course I would love to travel with you. Shall we go to your home first? Or shall we make our way to your son? Ma'am, how long has your son been at the encampment?"
Evelaria took in what the woman said as she always did. She was a great listener, one of the many aspects of this fine warrior. "Madame Merawal? A Seer? Has she ever spoken of visions about the Princess?" she asked, repeating what she had already called the woman.
"But what's this about righting some kind of wrong? The Princess has disappeared for years, the poor soul ..." she sighed, "We don't know much about the Princess, us common people, only that the King has been gradually going mad because of his grief at her loss ... or so we hear. I don't know why the Prince has suddenly sent hordes of guards to the woods now ... that all should have been done 7 years ago ...if you ask me ... "
Eve raised an eyebrow at this. "Why would he wait so long to finally search out the princess? Perhaps...no never mind," she said. She was about to say that perhaps the King wanted the Princess to be dead. Perhaps she knew something he wanted to keep from her?
"But anyway, Milady, i must be making my way home and to the woods before the hour gets too late ... Tis the day i visit my other son at the encampment ... perhaps ... you would like to come along, Milady?"
Eve smiled at the woman's invitation. She had planned to visit the young man anyhow. "Of course I would love to travel with you. Shall we go to your home first? Or shall we make our way to your son? Ma'am, how long has your son been at the encampment?"
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on January 04, 2004, 02:39:22 AM
@Eve:
"Madame Merawal? A Seer? Has she ever spoken of visions about the Princess?"
The woman frowned a little, "Well ... i don't know ... people don't usually go asking Madame Merawal about the Princess ..." Eve's next question made the woman sigh again.
"Why would he wait so long to finally search out the princess? Perhaps...no never mind,"
"We don't know, we don't know. The King loves the Princess so much, i'm sure he would have done whatever he could to save the Princess ... I'm sure the King himself would have gone into the woods himself if his health and age permitted him to do so ... "
The old woman looked ponderously towards the sky, and then broke into a warm smile when Eve next spoke. "Of course I would love to travel with you. Shall we go to your home first? Or shall we make our way to your son? Ma'am, how long has your son been at the encampment?"
"Oh! That would be lovely, my dear! I always like company when i'm making my way to the woods ... Old Jothia is ill today, you know, the healer, and she usually accompanies me to see my son. We'll just send old Torvald here off," she looked lovingly at her husband, who was now grinning from ear to ear at Eve like he had been given a sack of gold, "and then we should make our way to the woods so it won't be too late when we arrive at the encampment. He's been there for six years or so, my son, he knows the woods pretty well ..."
And so Eve and the couple walked back to their house, a little cottage at the end of the street, and after the woman had made sure her husband was safely tucked into bed, she grabbed another heavy shawl, a basket of goods and headed with Eve towards the direction of the woods.
Make post in the Village Outskirts thread, and then we'll go do a little travelling
"Madame Merawal? A Seer? Has she ever spoken of visions about the Princess?"
The woman frowned a little, "Well ... i don't know ... people don't usually go asking Madame Merawal about the Princess ..." Eve's next question made the woman sigh again.
"Why would he wait so long to finally search out the princess? Perhaps...no never mind,"
"We don't know, we don't know. The King loves the Princess so much, i'm sure he would have done whatever he could to save the Princess ... I'm sure the King himself would have gone into the woods himself if his health and age permitted him to do so ... "
The old woman looked ponderously towards the sky, and then broke into a warm smile when Eve next spoke. "Of course I would love to travel with you. Shall we go to your home first? Or shall we make our way to your son? Ma'am, how long has your son been at the encampment?"
"Oh! That would be lovely, my dear! I always like company when i'm making my way to the woods ... Old Jothia is ill today, you know, the healer, and she usually accompanies me to see my son. We'll just send old Torvald here off," she looked lovingly at her husband, who was now grinning from ear to ear at Eve like he had been given a sack of gold, "and then we should make our way to the woods so it won't be too late when we arrive at the encampment. He's been there for six years or so, my son, he knows the woods pretty well ..."
And so Eve and the couple walked back to their house, a little cottage at the end of the street, and after the woman had made sure her husband was safely tucked into bed, she grabbed another heavy shawl, a basket of goods and headed with Eve towards the direction of the woods.
Make post in the Village Outskirts thread, and then we'll go do a little travelling
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on January 20, 2004, 08:13:22 AM
The time for this plot thread is still 21 Bells.
@Ryldor:
((OOC: Although the thread is titled the Weaver's Cottage, Ryldor is currently not in the weaver's cottage, but somewhere else -- around the vicinity of the weaver's cottage area -- which will be revealed as the posts go along. ))
Ryldor woke up with a jolt as a pungent smell of herbs invaded his nostrils. There was a slight throbbing ache in his head, and his vision was a little blurred when he attempted to open his eyes. But as the cloudiness of his sight cleared, Ryldor could make out that he was in a small room, with a single source of candle light from one corner of the room. He was seated (or slumped, rather) on a rather uncomfortable rickety feeling chair.
Seated to his left was the veiled and hooded mystery woman, looking at him intently. To his right, stood a frail-looking woman, her face fraught with lines and wrinkles, also looking at Ryldor curiously.
The mystery woman spoke first, to Ryldor, "Are you alright?"
@Ryldor:
((OOC: Although the thread is titled the Weaver's Cottage, Ryldor is currently not in the weaver's cottage, but somewhere else -- around the vicinity of the weaver's cottage area -- which will be revealed as the posts go along. ))
Ryldor woke up with a jolt as a pungent smell of herbs invaded his nostrils. There was a slight throbbing ache in his head, and his vision was a little blurred when he attempted to open his eyes. But as the cloudiness of his sight cleared, Ryldor could make out that he was in a small room, with a single source of candle light from one corner of the room. He was seated (or slumped, rather) on a rather uncomfortable rickety feeling chair.
Seated to his left was the veiled and hooded mystery woman, looking at him intently. To his right, stood a frail-looking woman, her face fraught with lines and wrinkles, also looking at Ryldor curiously.
The mystery woman spoke first, to Ryldor, "Are you alright?"
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on January 23, 2004, 07:02:22 AM
(OOC. The spell is Sense Aura Khi)
"Khi…" was the first thing Ryldor said as he came out of the haze and saw the hooded woman. Realizing he was wrong, he shook his head to clear it before looking over the room more carefully. Two women. I really have to start making my requests more specific. He sat up straighter in the chair and decided he needed to know what he was up against. With no attempt to hide what he was doing, he summoned his energy and said "Erí’Cár’áll" in an attempt to determine if the women were magic users and if they were, how strong.
"Khi…" was the first thing Ryldor said as he came out of the haze and saw the hooded woman. Realizing he was wrong, he shook his head to clear it before looking over the room more carefully. Two women. I really have to start making my requests more specific. He sat up straighter in the chair and decided he needed to know what he was up against. With no attempt to hide what he was doing, he summoned his energy and said "Erí’Cár’áll" in an attempt to determine if the women were magic users and if they were, how strong.
It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on January 24, 2004, 12:25:22 AM
((OOC: 
))
It was hard to tell whether the mystery woman was smiling behind her dark veil, but it certainly felt so. Seeing Ryldor uttering a word, followed by several other words, her voice, although still muffled, took on a light, more cheerful tone, "Ah, so you have come to. And indeed you are no merchant." It was clear to both women in the dark room that Ryldor was casting a spell, and the old woman started taking on an expression of apprehensiveness, but the mystery woman seemed relaxed and confident that Ryldor was not casting a spell to harm then. The mystery woman reassured the old woman with a series of brief gestures.
Ryldor's spell indicated to him that the mystery woman was youthful and strong, while the old woman was frail and dying. Both were revealed to be non-magic users.
The mystery woman then inched closer towards Ryldor, and swiftly removed her hood, then her veil. It was the baroness.
This time her smile was visible. It was a soft, gentle smile, but one which was determined, and purposeful. "We meet again, Ryldor." She ran her eyes up and down Ryldor, as if trying to discern every nook and cranny that formed the elf called "Ryldor". "You have questions, i know, if not many. But first, we would like some answers from you, which i'm sure you will not mind parting with." Lady Rivya flashed Ryldor another scintillating smile, "You are no merchant, that is obvious. Why are you here? Are you here under the Prince's orders? Tell us who you are ... in your entirety."
))It was hard to tell whether the mystery woman was smiling behind her dark veil, but it certainly felt so. Seeing Ryldor uttering a word, followed by several other words, her voice, although still muffled, took on a light, more cheerful tone, "Ah, so you have come to. And indeed you are no merchant." It was clear to both women in the dark room that Ryldor was casting a spell, and the old woman started taking on an expression of apprehensiveness, but the mystery woman seemed relaxed and confident that Ryldor was not casting a spell to harm then. The mystery woman reassured the old woman with a series of brief gestures.
Ryldor's spell indicated to him that the mystery woman was youthful and strong, while the old woman was frail and dying. Both were revealed to be non-magic users.
The mystery woman then inched closer towards Ryldor, and swiftly removed her hood, then her veil. It was the baroness.
This time her smile was visible. It was a soft, gentle smile, but one which was determined, and purposeful. "We meet again, Ryldor." She ran her eyes up and down Ryldor, as if trying to discern every nook and cranny that formed the elf called "Ryldor". "You have questions, i know, if not many. But first, we would like some answers from you, which i'm sure you will not mind parting with." Lady Rivya flashed Ryldor another scintillating smile, "You are no merchant, that is obvious. Why are you here? Are you here under the Prince's orders? Tell us who you are ... in your entirety."
Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on January 24, 2004, 06:40:22 AM
"Lady Rivya," Ryldor said as a smile crossed his face when her identity was revealed. "Why didn't you tell me it was you? I would have come willingly."
As he listened to the questions posed to him, his expression hardened. Hmmm. Compliant? Refusing? Obstinate? Insulted? Making his choice he began. "This is incredulous. I've been assaulted and brought here against my will and you demand answers that I would easily have given had I simply been asked. Is this how the people of Eresh deal with one another? Maybe the Princess has been answering questions for the last seven years." He slumped back in his chair as if resigned. "I came to you with an offer. A good offer. One that could have enriched both of us." He straightened in his chair again, hoping to project a newfound resolve. "I'm the one who's been attacked… twice now. You'll get answers to your questions when you explain your actions… in its entirety."
As he listened to the questions posed to him, his expression hardened. Hmmm. Compliant? Refusing? Obstinate? Insulted? Making his choice he began. "This is incredulous. I've been assaulted and brought here against my will and you demand answers that I would easily have given had I simply been asked. Is this how the people of Eresh deal with one another? Maybe the Princess has been answering questions for the last seven years." He slumped back in his chair as if resigned. "I came to you with an offer. A good offer. One that could have enriched both of us." He straightened in his chair again, hoping to project a newfound resolve. "I'm the one who's been attacked… twice now. You'll get answers to your questions when you explain your actions… in its entirety."
It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on January 25, 2004, 12:05:22 AM
Lady Rivya held gloved fingers to her lips, and smiled dazzlingly, unperturbed by Ryldor's words and "outburst". Lady Rivya turned towards the old woman standing by her, and spoke in a pleasant, comforted tone, "My judgement has not failed me." As she looked approvingly at Ryldor. The old woman merely nodded, waiting for Rivya to speak.
Lady Rivya again turned to face Ryldor, still smiling, ever the cultured baronness with finesse and genteel. "Answers you will receive, but there is much to tell, and time is not on our side. You will get answers, some now, some ... along the way." She winked affectionately at Ryldor, and continued on, "You know who i am, we have already been acquainted." She gestured towards the old woman who was gazing at Ryldor critically, "This, is Jothia." The old woman made no motion to move towards Ryldor in introduction.
"Unfortunately, the Princess may or may not be answering questions for the past seven years, like you said. Your loyalties do not lie with the Prince nor the royal family or nobility, and you are not a mere simple merchant, but you are well skilled and ... certainly know how to take care of yourself." Rivya caressed her fingers, "To ... cut to the chase. We suspect the Prince has a part in the disappearance of the Princess. We suspect that Sir Olpeg," she added with dripping sarcasm, "my dearest husband, knows of this and has either assisted the Prince or was part of the reason for the Princess' disappearance as well. The Prince will be arriving in Eresh in a couple of days, as i'm sure you would have heard. We have reason to believe that the Prince is arriving to ... shall we say, tie up some loose ends that he ... not so wisely left astray seven years ago. We fear that if he does so, all chances of finding out what happened to the Princess and maybe even recovering her to safety, will then be lost."
Rivya took a pause, and purred affectionately at Ryldor while looking him intently in the eye. "You, Ryldor dear, must help us. Or, you will be in grave danger."
Lady Rivya again turned to face Ryldor, still smiling, ever the cultured baronness with finesse and genteel. "Answers you will receive, but there is much to tell, and time is not on our side. You will get answers, some now, some ... along the way." She winked affectionately at Ryldor, and continued on, "You know who i am, we have already been acquainted." She gestured towards the old woman who was gazing at Ryldor critically, "This, is Jothia." The old woman made no motion to move towards Ryldor in introduction.
"Unfortunately, the Princess may or may not be answering questions for the past seven years, like you said. Your loyalties do not lie with the Prince nor the royal family or nobility, and you are not a mere simple merchant, but you are well skilled and ... certainly know how to take care of yourself." Rivya caressed her fingers, "To ... cut to the chase. We suspect the Prince has a part in the disappearance of the Princess. We suspect that Sir Olpeg," she added with dripping sarcasm, "my dearest husband, knows of this and has either assisted the Prince or was part of the reason for the Princess' disappearance as well. The Prince will be arriving in Eresh in a couple of days, as i'm sure you would have heard. We have reason to believe that the Prince is arriving to ... shall we say, tie up some loose ends that he ... not so wisely left astray seven years ago. We fear that if he does so, all chances of finding out what happened to the Princess and maybe even recovering her to safety, will then be lost."
Rivya took a pause, and purred affectionately at Ryldor while looking him intently in the eye. "You, Ryldor dear, must help us. Or, you will be in grave danger."
Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on January 28, 2004, 12:22:22 PM
"…grave danger."After the baroness finished, Ryldor stood and paced around the room, ignoring the women. Why do I keep doing this to myself? It happens every time and still I don't learn. They're probably just playing me. This is it. I'm just going to say "no" and be on my way. He turned back and found Lady Rivya's piercing green eyes upon him. Umm… I guess it'd be rude to just walk out on them. They might really need my help. Besides I'll never become a lord if I walk away from every challenge.
Ryldor walked over the Lady Riyva and place his hands on her shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Of course I'll help you. You always had only to ask." He pulled away and clapped his hands together and said., "But I still have a few questions. Why am I in danger? And why would the Prince want to make his sister disappear?" Finally he turned to Jothia. "And what is your role in all of this?
Ryldor walked over the Lady Riyva and place his hands on her shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Of course I'll help you. You always had only to ask." He pulled away and clapped his hands together and said., "But I still have a few questions. Why am I in danger? And why would the Prince want to make his sister disappear?" Finally he turned to Jothia. "And what is your role in all of this?
It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on January 29, 2004, 10:00:22 AM
The two women watched Ryldor intently as he paced around the room, unsure of what he was going to do, but not taking any steps to restrain him. When he finally stopped, they still had their eyes trained on him.
"Of course I'll help you. You always had only to ask."
Lady Rivya flashed a warm, brilliant smile at Ryldor as he squeezed her shoulder. "And i apologize for our ... method of asking, Ryldor, dear, but you must understand our ... predicament." She took two quick steps towards Jothia, her movements graceful and agile, quite unlike that of a pampered noble woman while dining with Ryldor earlier in the evening.
"But I still have a few questions. Why am I in danger? And why would the Prince want to make his sister disappear?" Finally Ryldor turned to Jothia, "And what is your role in all of this?"
It was again Lady Rivya who spoke, "Why Ryldor, you would be in grave danger because we would kill you, of course." Lady Rivya chuckled heartily, and it wasn't clear whether she was merely jesting, or if she was really serious about killing Ryldor.
After recovering from her little spurt of light-hearted laughter, Lady Rivya spoke up again, this time with a clearly serious tone, "We are not exactly certain, Ryldor, why the Prince would do such an evil thing. But we suspect that he is trying to protect his claim to the throne. You see, King Aprag loved Princess Nalaere deeply. There was much speculation that he would relegate the throne to Princess Nalaere after he stepped down and not to Prince Viginold as has been the tradition for generations. The King also had another daughter which he loved dearly as well, before Nalaere was born, but this first daughter was not a child of the Queen, but a favoured consort of the King. Prince Viginold was never much favoured by the King. When Nalaere disappeared, Prince Viginold started consolidating authority and power with the powerful officials in court, and gathering military strength as well. With the King slipping into senility, it was an easy task. Now the Prince has near absolute authority, and if the Princess was to be found again, and indeed, reveal the Prince's evil deeds, that would probably sway much of the court elders and officials' support against him."
Jothia shrugged slightly as Ryldor mentioned her. Her voice was frail, crackly, but it had a sharp, dangerous edge to it, and when she spoke it gave one the feeling that one was choked at the throat, "I am ... was, the nursemaid of the first Princess. I want to see justice done, and shame brought to the the royal family for their misdeeds."
"Of course I'll help you. You always had only to ask."
Lady Rivya flashed a warm, brilliant smile at Ryldor as he squeezed her shoulder. "And i apologize for our ... method of asking, Ryldor, dear, but you must understand our ... predicament." She took two quick steps towards Jothia, her movements graceful and agile, quite unlike that of a pampered noble woman while dining with Ryldor earlier in the evening.
"But I still have a few questions. Why am I in danger? And why would the Prince want to make his sister disappear?" Finally Ryldor turned to Jothia, "And what is your role in all of this?"
It was again Lady Rivya who spoke, "Why Ryldor, you would be in grave danger because we would kill you, of course." Lady Rivya chuckled heartily, and it wasn't clear whether she was merely jesting, or if she was really serious about killing Ryldor.
After recovering from her little spurt of light-hearted laughter, Lady Rivya spoke up again, this time with a clearly serious tone, "We are not exactly certain, Ryldor, why the Prince would do such an evil thing. But we suspect that he is trying to protect his claim to the throne. You see, King Aprag loved Princess Nalaere deeply. There was much speculation that he would relegate the throne to Princess Nalaere after he stepped down and not to Prince Viginold as has been the tradition for generations. The King also had another daughter which he loved dearly as well, before Nalaere was born, but this first daughter was not a child of the Queen, but a favoured consort of the King. Prince Viginold was never much favoured by the King. When Nalaere disappeared, Prince Viginold started consolidating authority and power with the powerful officials in court, and gathering military strength as well. With the King slipping into senility, it was an easy task. Now the Prince has near absolute authority, and if the Princess was to be found again, and indeed, reveal the Prince's evil deeds, that would probably sway much of the court elders and officials' support against him."
Jothia shrugged slightly as Ryldor mentioned her. Her voice was frail, crackly, but it had a sharp, dangerous edge to it, and when she spoke it gave one the feeling that one was choked at the throat, "I am ... was, the nursemaid of the first Princess. I want to see justice done, and shame brought to the the royal family for their misdeeds."
Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on January 30, 2004, 06:55:22 AM
"Hmmm… If the Prince is heading here himself, it probably means the Princess is still alive. I doubt he'd travel all the way if there weren't a legitimate threat to his power." Ryldor paced a few more seconds before he turned to baroness and said "You do realize that your husband might be one of the loose ends the Prince is coming to tie up. He may be in danger." Not that I'd mind so much, the elf thought as he admired the Lady Rivya's looks once more
Turning to the former nursemaid, "I have to ask. Is it possible the Princess wanted to disappear? Can you think of anything that would have made choose to vanish?"
Ryldor paced a little more, a dull ache reminding him that he hadn't finished healing his leg. I think I'd better be a full strength. He sat in the rickety chair again, but spoke to the women again before casting. "We have little time left. If Sir Olpeg was involved, the quickest way to find out what happened is to get it from him. You know him best lady Rivya. Can you think of a way to get the information out of him? Is he the type to keep everything in his head, or would he have something written somewhere?" As he waited for an answer, he started the healing spell.
Turning to the former nursemaid, "I have to ask. Is it possible the Princess wanted to disappear? Can you think of anything that would have made choose to vanish?"
Ryldor paced a little more, a dull ache reminding him that he hadn't finished healing his leg. I think I'd better be a full strength. He sat in the rickety chair again, but spoke to the women again before casting. "We have little time left. If Sir Olpeg was involved, the quickest way to find out what happened is to get it from him. You know him best lady Rivya. Can you think of a way to get the information out of him? Is he the type to keep everything in his head, or would he have something written somewhere?" As he waited for an answer, he started the healing spell.
It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on January 30, 2004, 11:28:22 PM
"You do realize that your husband might be one of the loose ends the Prince is coming to tie up. He may be in danger."
Lady Rivya chuckled again, the sound of tinkling bells, seemingly enjoying watching Ryldor's pacing strides, "Ryldor, dear, that is the least of our problem right now. Those who trifle with danger, will find themselves consumed within it."
Jothia's expression and demeanour was as morose as Lady Rivya's light-hearted and charming. She gritted her teeth as Ryldor asked her about the Princess, "Disappear? Vanish?!" She rasped in disbelief, "Princess Nalaere was dearly loved by all. If it was not for that scoundrel Viginold, she would never have approached the woods for any reason in the first place!" She muttered under her breath, to no one in particular, "It will be as prophesized, the Kyranian Kingdom will fall! How could it not, in the hands of such bloodthirsty ruthless men!"
Lady Rivya stepped closer to Ryldor as he started healing his leg, watching in quiet fascination. "We have little time left. If Sir Olpeg was involved, the quickest way to find out what happened is to get it from him. You know him best lady Rivya. Can you think of a way to get the information out of him? Is he the type to keep everything in his head, or would he have something written somewhere?"
Lady Rivya smiled, gently running a finger lightly on Ryldor's leg, "You are right that we have little time. We are expecting the Prince to be arriving tomorrow after noonday." She paused, then continue, lifting her finger and stroking her hair, "I have tried my best to find out what my darling husband knows. He knows much of the things that don't matter, and too little of things that do. But, being in his position has allowed me ... shall we say, access to certain channels of ... information and ... service." Lady Rivya smiled secretively, and reached out a folded letter from within the folds of her supple bosom, handing it to Ryldor, "This is a sealed letter addressed to the Prince. Recently he delegated a ... task to Olpeg. The Prince seems extremely anxious in his trip, and he has declined our offer for a dinner in his honour, and will instead head straight to meet with Captain Gavrin at the main encampment upon arrival. You will travel to the main encampment tomorrow, an escort of the Princess Arialle, and you will have an audience with the Prince and hand him this letter. Princess Arialle will brief you further on the way to the woods tomorrow. Now, you, and both of us must rest. I suggest you stay away from the Rusik and Bretha's henchmen. You may spend the night here, in Jothia's cottage, she has prepared a room for you."
Lady Rivya placed a smooth, soft palm atop of Ryldor's, an alluring smile lit up on her face, "Any questions?"
Lady Rivya chuckled again, the sound of tinkling bells, seemingly enjoying watching Ryldor's pacing strides, "Ryldor, dear, that is the least of our problem right now. Those who trifle with danger, will find themselves consumed within it."
Jothia's expression and demeanour was as morose as Lady Rivya's light-hearted and charming. She gritted her teeth as Ryldor asked her about the Princess, "Disappear? Vanish?!" She rasped in disbelief, "Princess Nalaere was dearly loved by all. If it was not for that scoundrel Viginold, she would never have approached the woods for any reason in the first place!" She muttered under her breath, to no one in particular, "It will be as prophesized, the Kyranian Kingdom will fall! How could it not, in the hands of such bloodthirsty ruthless men!"
Lady Rivya stepped closer to Ryldor as he started healing his leg, watching in quiet fascination. "We have little time left. If Sir Olpeg was involved, the quickest way to find out what happened is to get it from him. You know him best lady Rivya. Can you think of a way to get the information out of him? Is he the type to keep everything in his head, or would he have something written somewhere?"
Lady Rivya smiled, gently running a finger lightly on Ryldor's leg, "You are right that we have little time. We are expecting the Prince to be arriving tomorrow after noonday." She paused, then continue, lifting her finger and stroking her hair, "I have tried my best to find out what my darling husband knows. He knows much of the things that don't matter, and too little of things that do. But, being in his position has allowed me ... shall we say, access to certain channels of ... information and ... service." Lady Rivya smiled secretively, and reached out a folded letter from within the folds of her supple bosom, handing it to Ryldor, "This is a sealed letter addressed to the Prince. Recently he delegated a ... task to Olpeg. The Prince seems extremely anxious in his trip, and he has declined our offer for a dinner in his honour, and will instead head straight to meet with Captain Gavrin at the main encampment upon arrival. You will travel to the main encampment tomorrow, an escort of the Princess Arialle, and you will have an audience with the Prince and hand him this letter. Princess Arialle will brief you further on the way to the woods tomorrow. Now, you, and both of us must rest. I suggest you stay away from the Rusik and Bretha's henchmen. You may spend the night here, in Jothia's cottage, she has prepared a room for you."
Lady Rivya placed a smooth, soft palm atop of Ryldor's, an alluring smile lit up on her face, "Any questions?"
Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Edited by: Khiera at: 1/30/04 16:23Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on February 02, 2004, 05:52:22 AM
"Any questions?" Ryldor asked with a chuckle. "Only about a hundred. Why don't we just open the letter and see what is says? How does Olpeg think this letter is getting to the Prince? Who is Princess Arialle? Won't she realize that I'm not actually her escort? What am I supposed to do once I get into the woods?" Ryldor thought about asking more, but opted to sleep instead.
After his questions were answered, he made his way to the room Jothia prepared and slept.
After his questions were answered, he made his way to the room Jothia prepared and slept.
It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on February 03, 2004, 08:21:22 AM
Jothia was starting to show a tinge of annoyance on her face when Ryldor started to direct a whole new slew of questions at Lady Rivya. But Lady Rivya merely smiled, almost benevolently, replying to Ryldor in a leisurely tone.
"The letter must not be opened of course, because it is forged. So is the seal. The seal must remain unbroken to render the letter ... authenticity." She chuckled, a light tinkling laugh, "Sir Olpeg, for all his loyalty and wits, is not one would call a bright man. You shall be ... disguised in the morning before setting out for the woods. I trust it will be sufficiently adequate to conceal your identity. Princess Arialle is the eldest Princess, the daughter of the King's favoured consort. Both mother and daughter were sent to Eresh out of harm's way from a Queen murderous with hatred and envy. There will be swift steeds from Captain Gavrin of the Royal Guards for you and Princess Arialle tomorrow morning. Do not worry about the situation at the encampment, i will have the necessary arrangements made for them to be expecting your arrival. Princess Arialle will brief on you on the rest and what must be done in the morning, before you leave for the encampment. She will hardly be surprised to see you, she knows all."
Lady Rivya smiled once more, blowing a soft kiss towards Ryldor, "And now, Ryldor, dear, you should be getting some good rest. It will certainly be quite a day for you tomorrow. Needless to say, we are extremely appreciative and grateful for your consent and help."
The time for this plot thread is currently 7 Bells, Day 3.
At the break of dawn Ryldor was awoken by Jothia, the expression on her face rested, and more kindly than the previous night. Both elf and old woman dined on a simple breakfast without much exchange of words or talk. Then Jothia handed Ryldor two flesh coloured bits of soft putty, which she explained should be smoothed over the pointed ends of Ryldor's ears, to mask the fact that Ryldor was an elf. A sliver of what seemed to be dark hair was also produced by Jothia, and carefully smoothed over Ryldor's upper lip with strong paste, and now Ryldor was a tall, handsome human with a stiff moustache.
Then Jothia reminded Ryldor to keep the letter that Lady Rivya had handed to him the night before, bade him good luck, and gave him instructions to proceed, "The steeds and the accompanying guards from the Captain will be arriving soon. Head over to the cottage next door on your right. Knock five curt knocks on the door, announce your full name and say that you are Lady Arialle's escort just arrived from Ximax. The princess will know what to do then."
"The letter must not be opened of course, because it is forged. So is the seal. The seal must remain unbroken to render the letter ... authenticity." She chuckled, a light tinkling laugh, "Sir Olpeg, for all his loyalty and wits, is not one would call a bright man. You shall be ... disguised in the morning before setting out for the woods. I trust it will be sufficiently adequate to conceal your identity. Princess Arialle is the eldest Princess, the daughter of the King's favoured consort. Both mother and daughter were sent to Eresh out of harm's way from a Queen murderous with hatred and envy. There will be swift steeds from Captain Gavrin of the Royal Guards for you and Princess Arialle tomorrow morning. Do not worry about the situation at the encampment, i will have the necessary arrangements made for them to be expecting your arrival. Princess Arialle will brief on you on the rest and what must be done in the morning, before you leave for the encampment. She will hardly be surprised to see you, she knows all."
Lady Rivya smiled once more, blowing a soft kiss towards Ryldor, "And now, Ryldor, dear, you should be getting some good rest. It will certainly be quite a day for you tomorrow. Needless to say, we are extremely appreciative and grateful for your consent and help."
The time for this plot thread is currently 7 Bells, Day 3.
At the break of dawn Ryldor was awoken by Jothia, the expression on her face rested, and more kindly than the previous night. Both elf and old woman dined on a simple breakfast without much exchange of words or talk. Then Jothia handed Ryldor two flesh coloured bits of soft putty, which she explained should be smoothed over the pointed ends of Ryldor's ears, to mask the fact that Ryldor was an elf. A sliver of what seemed to be dark hair was also produced by Jothia, and carefully smoothed over Ryldor's upper lip with strong paste, and now Ryldor was a tall, handsome human with a stiff moustache.
Then Jothia reminded Ryldor to keep the letter that Lady Rivya had handed to him the night before, bade him good luck, and gave him instructions to proceed, "The steeds and the accompanying guards from the Captain will be arriving soon. Head over to the cottage next door on your right. Knock five curt knocks on the door, announce your full name and say that you are Lady Arialle's escort just arrived from Ximax. The princess will know what to do then."
Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Edited by: Khiera at: 2/3/04 0:22Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on February 05, 2004, 04:53:22 AM
Ryldor opened his eyes slowly, hoping that the last two days had been some sort of ale induced dream. No such luck. Fortunately, Jothia seemed to have warmed up a little, and though breakfast was mostly silent, the animosity he'd felt the previous night was gone. He sat patiently as the old woman applied the disguise.
Checking that the letter was secure in his pocket, he left Jothia's and approached the correct cottage. He knocked five times and said loudly, "This is Ryldor Gadriel, Princess Arialle's escort, arriving from Ximax."
Checking that the letter was secure in his pocket, he left Jothia's and approached the correct cottage. He knocked five times and said loudly, "This is Ryldor Gadriel, Princess Arialle's escort, arriving from Ximax."
It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on February 06, 2004, 08:09:22 AM
"This is Ryldor Gadriel, Princess Arialle's escort, arriving from Ximax."
There was a brief, pregnant pause which seemed that nothing stirred in the early hours of the morning, and Ryldor was about to knock the door and announce his name once more when the front door of the cottage creaked open.
A pair of brilliant emerald eyes were upon him. It was a young, tall shapely woman clad in travelling garb, her luscious crimson curls framing exquisite features. She peered uncertainly at Ryldor, "You are ... Ryldor Gadriel?" and then her gaze fell momentarily on the stiff moustache that adorned Ryldor's upper lips, and gave a slight smile, "Jothia never seems to run out of those," referring to the moustache, " ... then you are indeed Ryldor Gadriel, you have my gratitude for consenting to aid us." She gave Ryldor a dainty curtsy, "I am no Princess ... not anymore. Please, just address me as Lady Arialle in the presence of others."
She quietly stepped out of the cottage, and locked the door behind her. Looking around her to make sure no one was around, Arialle turned to Ryldor again and spoke in a hushed tone, "Time is short. I'm supposed to tell you of what must be done once we reach the main encampment. You are a mage, they tell me, i'm sure you must have schooled at Ximax. Have you ever heard of Caradol the Wise, Archmage of the White Tower?"
There was a brief, pregnant pause which seemed that nothing stirred in the early hours of the morning, and Ryldor was about to knock the door and announce his name once more when the front door of the cottage creaked open.
A pair of brilliant emerald eyes were upon him. It was a young, tall shapely woman clad in travelling garb, her luscious crimson curls framing exquisite features. She peered uncertainly at Ryldor, "You are ... Ryldor Gadriel?" and then her gaze fell momentarily on the stiff moustache that adorned Ryldor's upper lips, and gave a slight smile, "Jothia never seems to run out of those," referring to the moustache, " ... then you are indeed Ryldor Gadriel, you have my gratitude for consenting to aid us." She gave Ryldor a dainty curtsy, "I am no Princess ... not anymore. Please, just address me as Lady Arialle in the presence of others."
She quietly stepped out of the cottage, and locked the door behind her. Looking around her to make sure no one was around, Arialle turned to Ryldor again and spoke in a hushed tone, "Time is short. I'm supposed to tell you of what must be done once we reach the main encampment. You are a mage, they tell me, i'm sure you must have schooled at Ximax. Have you ever heard of Caradol the Wise, Archmage of the White Tower?"
Hold me.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Soothe me.
Love me.
Save me from my RAGE.
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on February 09, 2004, 12:48:22 PM
"Lady Arialle it is. And if I can be of any other assistance after these trying times, please don't hesitate to call on me." he said with a bow. Blasted beautiful women. Was this town specifically created to get me into trouble?
Did she say… "Caradol? Of course I heard of him. He took office while I was there." Ryldor blurted out, all pretense of him not being a mage gone. "Incredibly powerful, of course. Said to be very kind, but also very odd. Eccentric." He realized he was rambling a little and stopped. "I'm even more confused now and I don't think that's possible. What does Caradol have to do with this?"
Did she say… "Caradol? Of course I heard of him. He took office while I was there." Ryldor blurted out, all pretense of him not being a mage gone. "Incredibly powerful, of course. Said to be very kind, but also very odd. Eccentric." He realized he was rambling a little and stopped. "I'm even more confused now and I don't think that's possible. What does Caradol have to do with this?"
It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on February 10, 2004, 09:20:22 AM
"I'm even more confused now and I don't think that's possible. What does Caradol have to do with this?"
Arialle seemed to brighten up a little, smiling faintly as she looked at Ryldor, and began to explain further, "I don't know much of Caradol as a mage in Ximax, all i know, is that he has been a wise and loyal advisor to the Royal Family for many years." She glanced around once more, and took a deep breath.
"Seven years ago when Prince Viginold insisted on visiting the Shivering Woods for his 18th birthday, he requested the company of Princess Nalaere, who was then 11, and along with his royal entourage was Caradol. Against everyone's warnings, pleas and advice, the Prince demanded to enter the woods, along with the Princess. Of course a group of Royal Guards were sent along with the Prince and Princess, but from what was narrated by the guards after, the Prince and Princess somehow managed to get lost within the woods, and not long after the Prince came running out of the woods screaming in fear, and the Princess was no where to be found."
Lowering her voice, Arialle leaned in closer to Ryldor, "Yesterday Caradol arrived and sought shelter with us. I could not believe the words that came forth from him, as he told me that he had overheard a conversation that convinced him the Prince had somehow arranged or planned the disappearance of the Princess. Against the Prince's wishes, he left from the capital to Eresh, and now the Prince suspects that Caradol has unearthed the truth, and wants him back. Caradol is determined to enter the woods and try to sought out the Princess --"
Before Arialle could continue on, the figures of men and horses appeared in the distance. Arialle hurriedly turned to Ryldor, "The Prince has entrusted Sir Olpeg with the task of finding and reining in Caradol. You ... are a little youthful, but Sir Olpeg has supposedly "hired" the services of a mage from Ximax. Lady Ryva has arranged an audience with the Prince and the Captain for you. You must hand the letter to the Prince and then --"
A tall guard clad in the uniform and insignia of the Royal Kyranian guards had now stepped up besides Ryldor and Arialle, causing Arialle to abruptly go quiet. Behind the guard were two empty horses led by another guard. It was apparently for Ryldor and Arialle.
The tall guard made a slight bow and greeted Arialle respectfully, "Lady Arialle, the Prince awaits."
Arialle seemed to brighten up a little, smiling faintly as she looked at Ryldor, and began to explain further, "I don't know much of Caradol as a mage in Ximax, all i know, is that he has been a wise and loyal advisor to the Royal Family for many years." She glanced around once more, and took a deep breath.
"Seven years ago when Prince Viginold insisted on visiting the Shivering Woods for his 18th birthday, he requested the company of Princess Nalaere, who was then 11, and along with his royal entourage was Caradol. Against everyone's warnings, pleas and advice, the Prince demanded to enter the woods, along with the Princess. Of course a group of Royal Guards were sent along with the Prince and Princess, but from what was narrated by the guards after, the Prince and Princess somehow managed to get lost within the woods, and not long after the Prince came running out of the woods screaming in fear, and the Princess was no where to be found."
Lowering her voice, Arialle leaned in closer to Ryldor, "Yesterday Caradol arrived and sought shelter with us. I could not believe the words that came forth from him, as he told me that he had overheard a conversation that convinced him the Prince had somehow arranged or planned the disappearance of the Princess. Against the Prince's wishes, he left from the capital to Eresh, and now the Prince suspects that Caradol has unearthed the truth, and wants him back. Caradol is determined to enter the woods and try to sought out the Princess --"
Before Arialle could continue on, the figures of men and horses appeared in the distance. Arialle hurriedly turned to Ryldor, "The Prince has entrusted Sir Olpeg with the task of finding and reining in Caradol. You ... are a little youthful, but Sir Olpeg has supposedly "hired" the services of a mage from Ximax. Lady Ryva has arranged an audience with the Prince and the Captain for you. You must hand the letter to the Prince and then --"
A tall guard clad in the uniform and insignia of the Royal Kyranian guards had now stepped up besides Ryldor and Arialle, causing Arialle to abruptly go quiet. Behind the guard were two empty horses led by another guard. It was apparently for Ryldor and Arialle.
The tall guard made a slight bow and greeted Arialle respectfully, "Lady Arialle, the Prince awaits."
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Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Ryldor Gadriel on February 17, 2004, 12:53:22 PM
Ryldor carefully listened to the latest version of the kidnapping and Arialle's plans for the Prince, while his mind tried to assimilate what he was being told. Why would the Prince have just killed the Princess if he wanted her to disappear? Why go through all this trouble with the woods? And what could Caradol have discovered now after seven years?
Arialle was trying to complete her instructions when the guards arrived. Blasted women. Now what? Does she want to kill the Prince? Pick his pocket? Find him a companion for the evening? I suppose I'm the mage from Ximax Sir Olpeg has hired, but for what? He decided to try arrogance on the guards. "Well let's be quick about it. You've kept us waiting long enough," he said with a dismissive wave. The mage looked down his nose at the guard as if he were something that might sully his jacket. "And remember your place. Lady Arialle and I have important private matters to discuss. Matters obviously not for your ears. You will keep a respectful distance at all times on the journey."
Finally, he turned back to Lady Arialle and said "The Prince awaits. Shall we go?
Arialle was trying to complete her instructions when the guards arrived. Blasted women. Now what? Does she want to kill the Prince? Pick his pocket? Find him a companion for the evening? I suppose I'm the mage from Ximax Sir Olpeg has hired, but for what? He decided to try arrogance on the guards. "Well let's be quick about it. You've kept us waiting long enough," he said with a dismissive wave. The mage looked down his nose at the guard as if he were something that might sully his jacket. "And remember your place. Lady Arialle and I have important private matters to discuss. Matters obviously not for your ears. You will keep a respectful distance at all times on the journey."
Finally, he turned back to Lady Arialle and said "The Prince awaits. Shall we go?
It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce. ~ Voltaire
Title: Re: The Weaver's Cottage
Post by: Khiera Meneris on February 18, 2004, 11:31:22 AM
((OOC: Very lordly indeed Ryl hehehe ...))
The guards were quite taken aback by Ryldor's tone and attitude towards them. All they had been told was they had to carefully escort Arialle back to the main encampment, as well as to receive a powerful mage that had just arrived from Ximax as per the invitation of Sir Olpeg. They supposed that powerful mage would have reason to be so ... arrogant, but Ryldor looked ... a tad bit young. Still, they decided that it was better to be on the safe side.
Ryldor and Arialle were assisted in mounting the horses, and then Arialle continued with her instructions to the disguised elf under the watchful gazes of the guards from a distance.
((OOC: Need to discuss the next upcoming parts & the plans with you ... to iron out some details and stuff ... talk to you on IRC ...))
The guards were quite taken aback by Ryldor's tone and attitude towards them. All they had been told was they had to carefully escort Arialle back to the main encampment, as well as to receive a powerful mage that had just arrived from Ximax as per the invitation of Sir Olpeg. They supposed that powerful mage would have reason to be so ... arrogant, but Ryldor looked ... a tad bit young. Still, they decided that it was better to be on the safe side.
Ryldor and Arialle were assisted in mounting the horses, and then Arialle continued with her instructions to the disguised elf under the watchful gazes of the guards from a distance.
((OOC: Need to discuss the next upcoming parts & the plans with you ... to iron out some details and stuff ... talk to you on IRC ...))
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Edited by: Khiera at: 2/18/04 3:31Soothe me.
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Save me from my RAGE.