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« Reply #120 on: September 25, 2009, 10:21:43 PM »



Seeing the woman glance at the cheese on the floor, Ledo reached out his foot and kicked it out of the way, trying to hide it, but only smearing it over the stones.  He listened to her and nodded.  "It...it's not a good idea to be leaving the palace, ma'am.  I'm not sure if your master has explained it to you, but there is a war going on.  Orcs have the city surrounded."

He studied her for a moment.  His orders were clear: the mages were not to go anywhere without direct permission from the kings advisor, or from Orsah-Arrock Jorgan.  But, no one said anything about their servant girls or concubines.  She would still need an escort, of course, but he wouldn't need to get special permission.  "I will tell you what I can do.  I should be getting relieved soon.  When my replacement gets here, I can take you on a short walk, if you wish."

Ledo glanced at the end of the corridor where the staircase led down.  It wouldn't be too much longer, he was sure.  He had been standing up here for what felt like hours.  He turned his head back to view the girl.  He wasn't sure what had made him offer to accompany her, except as a relief to the boredom and restlessness he felt himself.  Being a palace guard had its benefits, to be sure, but it also had its negative side.  Life had much less surprises than for anyone else.  He was stuck in the palace, or on the palace grounds far more than than he'd like.  He was still young, only twenty winters, and he yearned for a bit more, sometimes.

And she, whoever she was, was something different.
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« Reply #121 on: September 26, 2009, 01:38:01 AM »

A war going on? Of course she knew a war was going on! That's why she wanted to go outside! She rested a hand on her hip as she furrowed her brow, waiting for the man to finish. She was expecting to be told to go back to her room, but was pleasantly surprised when he actually said that he would not only allow her to go out, but would escort her himself. Although she would have preferred to go on her own, she supposed it wouldn't hurt to have an escort.

She smiled politely at him at his answer. "Thank you, sir. I'd appreciate it." She paused for a moment. "And, well, sir. Yes I know a war is going on. That's why I want to go outside. I'd rather know how that war was going than to be stuck in here and be completely blind to it." She raised an eye at him. "Wouldn't you?"

Of course he wouldn't. He was a guard. All he knew was to do his duty and not have any individual thought. So if, or even when, an attack on the tower came, his first thought would be to run out and defend it, instead of thinking for his own safety. In truth, Josephine didn't particularly respect people like that, but she'd never say it to him in person. She supposed he was nice enough, but she couldn't stand people who wouldn't think for themselves.

She looked down at the smeared cheese on the floor. "What were you doing, anyway?" she said, as she turned her gaze back up to him.
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« Reply #122 on: September 27, 2009, 08:53:22 AM »

"No, no, my dear.  It is us who need to thank you.  You would be doing us a great service.  We Remusians place a great deal of ourselves in the throne.  The King is much more than simply a man; he is a symbol.  He represents all that is good and true in all of us.  He is our strength." Allemeddo said, with a soft smile, and a waggle of his finger. These people do a lot of talkin' with they're hands they do, she thought.

Allemeddo stepped forward softly and said, "And that is why it is so important for us to know what is in here," he placed his hand on the side of her head, and the other over her heart, "And here." Sylvia didn't even flinch. This man was so kind and soft, he could never hurt a fly. She felt she could almost trust him. Almost. All she could do was nod in reply to his kindness, without crumbling her mask. She wouldn't let this happen. Not again.

Allemeddo turned his head to Jorgan and said, "If my opinion is worth anything to you, Captain, I think the lady is the right fit for us.  Of course, the decision is yours, and you can do as you please."

So Jorgan gives the orders around here, huh, she thought, this might prove difficult. Allemeddo then turned back to Sylvia and bowed his head politely. "Should things work out for you, I shall see you tomorrow.  Perhaps you will have slept on the question asked and will have an answer by then.  I think you will find it may be more use to you, than it will be to us.  If not, then I wish you a good long life, my dear."

"Thankyou, Allemeddo." She said, also bowing her head in return. Allemeddo then proceeded to leave the room. Sylvia turned to Jorgan, and noticed a wry smile cross his thin lips, before disappearing. Jorgan then stood up and said, "Where would you like to go first?  The kennels, so you can take care of your wolf?  Or your quarters?"

"The kennels, thankyou. I have a feeling that Ilar-my wolf is wanting to see me right about now." She said. Reveal as little information as possible, she thought, these people are not to be trusted. Sylvia began doubting her own thoughts when she recalled the kind old man. What is happening to me, she thought in horror.
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« Reply #123 on: September 29, 2009, 01:42:02 AM »



Ledo listened to the girl as she explained herself.  She seemed to have a bit of spirit in her, which was a bit disconcerting, if not exciting in a way.  Remusian women tended to be a bit more reserved.  His eyebrow raised a bit when she challenged him.  Of course he would rather be out there, near the war.  How else could he feel?  He was a warrior.  He was Remusian.  Silly girl.

He was about to rebuke her when she again looked to the floor where the cheese had been smeared by his boot.  He could feel his cheeks turn karikrimson, and cursed himself for it.  A sheepish grin crossed his lips.  "Oh, that.  Uhm... I was killing rats."  He decided honesty was the best course.  "We have a wager among the guards.  I'm one of the best at killing them."  Ok, maybe not quite all honesty was needed.

He heard a noise coming from the stairs, and could tell someone was coming.  That would be his replacement. He leaned a little closer to her, and whispered conspiratorially.  "Let me do the talking.  It's best that way."

He turned toward the stairway as a younger guard stepped into the corridor. It relieved him that it wasn't an older guard who might actually object to him.  Feeling confident, Ledo stepped forward, puffing himself out a little bit.  "Gragir, I'm taking this servant girl down to the kitchen.  Her master has a craving for some cold roasted wison.  I'll keep an eye on her.  We will be back in a little while."

The young and inexperienced guard, not knowing what he should say, simply looked from Ledo to the girl, then back to Ledo and nodded his ascent.

Ledo glanced back to the girl.  "Follow me.  The kitchen is this way."  He winked at her and began leading the way down the stone staircase.
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« Reply #124 on: October 07, 2009, 05:08:32 AM »



Jorgan strode from the office, taking great steps as was his style.  Jorgan Alleda-fey-Launce did not simply stroll anywhere; he walked with purpose, carrying himself tall and proud.  He was the youngest person in memory to hold the position of Captain of the Guards.  His father had held that position before him.  That fact was a double edged sword.  There could be no denying that being his father's son got him advantages that others did not have but it also meant that many looked at him as not having earned his position.  As such, Jorgan made sure that he looked and acted every bit the part at all times.  Among his peers, it made him the very epitome of the Captain of the Guards.

They crossed the cold stone floor of the main hall, then stepped outside the palace.  The guards there snapped to attention.  He glanced about to see that the wolf was still there and fine, which of course it was.  He turned to Sylvia, and smiled confidently.  "Your animal is fine, as promised.  Now I'll take you to the kennels."

He stopped for a moment, listening.  In the background, he could still hear the distant sounds of battle, but it was different now.  Something in it unsettled him.  He promised himself that when he was finished with Sylvia, he would get reports on the battle.
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« Reply #125 on: October 09, 2009, 09:16:44 PM »

Rat killing? Josephine nearly rolled her eyes, but instead just smiled politely at the guard. She almost had the impression that he was trying to flirt with her, and that assumption was reinforced when the other guard approached, and the man literally puffed himself up. This time she couldn't help herself, and rolled her eyes as she folded her arms and shifted her weight onto her leg, listening to the guard's story.

She wasn't sure if he was lying about her being a servant girl, or if he really didn't think she was one of the magi. The way in which he mislead the other guard about where they were going made her inclined to believe that he was intentionally keeping it unsaid, but if the other guard wouldn't realize then maybe he didn't either. She frowned, looking down at the floor for a moment and making sure she had brought her spellbook. Sure enough it was there, the weight uncomfortably pulling the edge of her belt down a bit.

She eyed the guard for a moment when he approached her and winked. Combined with his posturing, she was starting to get the feeling that the way the man had portrayed his explanation to the younger guard was giving the impression that they were going to be something more than just "going to the kitchen". She felt a brief warmth to her cheeks, but quickly quelled the feeling. As she followed the first guard, she made sure not to give any glance towards the second, fearing that if she looked his way she'd be confirming whatever thoughts he had about what the two were planning on doing.

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« Reply #126 on: October 10, 2009, 01:34:36 AM »

Sylvia glided after Jorgan, carrying herself with grace and dignity. She wanted it to be known amongst these people that she was someone to respect. If she had no respect, she could be easily taken advantage of. And we can't have that, can we? She needed them to take her seriously, and being anything less than a professional was not acceptable.

They strode through the chilling chamber of the main hall, her boots click-clacking on the cold stone floor, and stepped outside. Once again, the guards snapped to attention, and, once again, Sylvia admired the man's sense of authority. Then came those treacherous thoughts from earlier, about how rugged the Captain's persona appeared. And, once again, Sylvia shook her head to clear it of those thoughts. "Your animal is fine as promised. Now I will take you to the kennels." Jorgan said, turning to her and smiling confidently.

Sylvia strode over to her wolf, and knelt beside him. She brought her right hand up, and brought is across her neck, much like she was feigning beheading herself. This gave Ilarol Vir the order that he needn't obey the guards anymore. Sylvia then gave him a reassuring pat, before glancing up to see Jorgan listening to the sounds of the battle. "So you feel it too, Captain." She stated, rather than asked, standing now. "Something bad is happening, but I can't quite put my finger on it." She said grimly, gesturing for Ilarol to stand beside her, which he did without question.
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« Reply #127 on: October 16, 2009, 11:31:30 PM »



Like a thief in the night, Ledo stole quietly down the stone stairway, negotiating each turn with practiced ease, hoping that if anyone bumped into him and the girl, they would simply assume he was doing official business.  So far, it seemed to be working, as they had passed two other guards who eyed them both, but never spoke up or challenged them.  Finally, they reached the main floor, and Ledo led them across the main hall to the kitchen area. 

The kitchen smelled of food and the air was hot from the multiple stoves.  To feed all the people here, the kitchen was always in use.  Teams of cooks were constantly cooking soups, stews and other dishes.  It smelled wonderful and made his mouth water.  He dared not stick his finger into one and taste, however.  One never knew when a certain dish was being made for the king himself.  It would be just his luck to taste a stew that was going to the king, and the king get sick after.  Of course, he'd be charged with poisoning the old man, and end up getting split.

He turned back to the girl.  "We can exit out the door at the back here.  Less chance of running into my commander out here."  He motioned towards a door at the back of the kitchen.

Two freshly roasted klymmers caught his eye.  They had been carved already and sat on the counter.  He knew the guards had been promised roasted klymmer, so assumed that these were for their supper.  Pulling out his knife, he cut a chunk off one of the birds and bit into it, juices running down his chin.  He almost moaned, it tasted so good.  He popped another chunk into his mouth and proffered his knife towards the girl, a chunk of flesh hanging on the point of it.  "'Ou wanf fumm?"

One of the cooks passed by and gave the two of them a dirty look.
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« Reply #128 on: October 26, 2009, 03:08:12 AM »

Josephine carefully followed the guard down the building, carefully making note of the path so that she could navigate it on her own in the future. Normally she would do that anyway, but when she had arrived she'd been so tired that she hadn't had the chance. She wrapped her cloak around her as she trailed him, her feet softly tapping the floor in comparison to the heavier steps of her guide. Out of habit, she avoided stepping on any lines in the stone floor where the separate blocks met.

They had soon arrived at the kitchen area. Josephine's lips curled down slightly for a moment. She had thought that the mention of going to the kitchen had just been a fabrication. Would she have to go through the kitchen anytime she went up to her quarters? She didn't like that idea. She eyed the occupants of the kitchen. Though she had just ate a short while ago, the aroma from the food in the room did smell delightful.

"We can exit out the door at the back here," Ledo said, "Less chance of running into my commander out here."

Josephine looked at him, subconsciously nodding. So that was his plan. Would he really get into so much trouble if the commander saw him? And the occupants of the kitchen wouldn't say anything about it?

Suddenly, the guard pulled out his knife, and cut off a piece of one of the cooked bird meals on the counter. Josephine's eyes went wide and she had to refrain from slapping her forehead. Wouldn't the cooks get upset at him stealing food? If he wanted to avoid the commander, stealing his meal certainly wouldn't help with that!

He stuck another one of the pieces and held it up to her, speaking through a stuffed mouth. She blinked once, her mouth falling slightly open, but then she closed it and shook her head. She had just ate in her room. She was about to answer "no" when one of the cooks passed by, giving them a stare. There it was. She'd go and complain that the guard was stealing food.

She looked back to the guard, swallowing slightly, then finished her response, "No, thank you. I already ate..."

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« Reply #129 on: October 27, 2009, 04:38:10 AM »



As Jorgan listened to the far away sounds of battle, he nodded slowly to Sylvia's comment.  "I can feel it."  Knowing that she could feel the oppressive nature in the air made him feel a bit better about her.  She had good instincts.  She would need that.

Back to the task at hand.  He led Sylvia across the yard, toward a large pen made of thunderfoot tusks, buried into the ground and standsing straight up, with the tops lashed together with binds of dried rawhide.  It was one in a series of pens, most of which contained a number of icemut, yipping and barking, with the occasional snarl and growl thrown in as dogs juggled for alpha status. 

Jorgan strode past these pens until he came to one that was empty.  He extended his arm, inviting Sylvia to step inside the open gate.  "I think you will find this acceptable.  We will keep your wolf separate from our dogs, for safety sake."  He then pointed to where a man was near a pen further on.  The man was flinging wison innards and leg and rib bones into the pen, where the dogs were hungrily grabbing them up and quickly tearing into them and eating.  The smell would occasionally reach them with the light breeze.  "Of course, it be fed fresh meat."
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« Reply #130 on: November 05, 2009, 04:30:10 PM »



Mouth full of klymmer, juices running down his chin, Ledo simply shrugged when the girl turned down the meat he had offered her.  Her loss was his gain.  Instead, he stepped out into the coldness of the evening air.  It was not overly cold, but he was sure she would feel it was.  Southerners tended not to have the same strength Remusians had toward the weather.

He waited for her to follow before walking out into the yard.  Here, there were many ice sculptures, mostly effigies of Aramans forebears, but also a few animals, such as a large snow falcon, its wings spread gloriously.  That was Zekarsis-eck-Bluhd, Blood Wind, Aramans favourite hunting falcon.  He stood staring at it for a brief moment, relishing the workmanship.  He appreciated such things, being from Sudarok, the artistic capital of Remusia.

He returned his attention to the serving girl.  "Well, we're outside.  Not much to see from back here, but your are safe.  Let me know what it is you want to see, and I'll decide if it's safe."  He spit out a small bone in the after the last of the klymmer was gone.  "Oh, you never told me your name yet.  Also, are you sure your master won't start missing you soon?  I don't want you getting into any kind of trouble."

Hopefully, this was as far as she wanted to go.  The sooner he could get to his quarters, the better.
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« Reply #131 on: November 06, 2009, 07:23:51 AM »

Josephine followed the guard outside. Her face tensed momentarily as the cold night air slapped her, and she rubbed her arms a bit. She looked around the courtyard, but couldn't see much of anything from here. From a distance, she could hear the sounds of battle--the clang of swords and shields against armor and stone. She frowned, and swallowed.

Turning to look towards the guard, she noticed him admiring some of the ice sculptures that were around them. Josephine had hardly noticed them before. Still, she preferred the warmth of Thalambath to this cold place.

"Well, we're outside," the guard said, "Not much to see from back here, but your are safe.  Let me know what it is you want to see, and I'll decide if it's safe." Josephine was about to answer when he continued, "Oh, you never told me your name yet.  Also, are you sure your master won't start missing you soon?  I don't want you getting into any kind of trouble."

She was convinced now that the guard didn't realize she was a wizard. For a moment she considered correcting him, but realized that, for now at least, she had an advantage in having her nature concealed. These people, afterall, didn't respect wizards the way they did in her homeland.

"There won't be any trouble," she replied. "And my name is Josephine Caranos, of Thalambath." She didn't believe for a moment that the guard would have any idea what Thalambath was.

She looked around the courtyard again, though she wasn't sure which way--if there was any--to go to get out to the main part of the city. She looked towards the guard again.

"Is there anywhere we can go to get a glimpse of the rest of the city?" She pondered telling him straight up that she wanted to know, for herself, how the battle was going. "I don't like being trapped inside without knowing how things are going out here."

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« Reply #132 on: November 08, 2009, 12:54:01 PM »

"I can feel it." said Jorgan. Sylvia thought that this statement was a bit redundant. After all, she had just stated thus. She followed Jorgan across the yard toward a tent made of bones of sorts. As Jorgan stepped inside, Sylvia hesistated, and then followed him in.

She heard the dogs before she saw them. And she smelled them before she heard them. The smell of wet dog fur attacked her sharp, elven nose. Accompanying it was the raunchy smell of raw meat. Then the sounds of yipping and snarls assailed her sensitive ears.

Sylvia followed Jorgan past the many pens. The dogs snarled at Ilarol as they passed, but the wolf remained indifferent. Finally, they came to an empty one at the end. Jorgan extended his arm, inviting Sylvia to step inside the open gate.  "I think you will find this acceptable.  We will keep your wolf separate from our dogs, for safety sake."  He then pointed to where a man was near a pen further on.  The man was flinging wison innards and leg and rib bones into the pen, where the dogs were hungrily grabbing them up and quickly tearing into them and eating.  The smell would occasionally reach them with the light breeze.  "Of course, it be fed fresh meat."

Sylvia nodded and stepped inside the pen. This arrangement was acceptable to her. Then, turning to him, she said, "Of course, Captain, my wolf will need to accompany me whilst I am guarding you king, that is, if I do indeed get the job."
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« Reply #133 on: November 17, 2009, 12:28:39 AM »



Thalambath?  Ledo had never heard of it, and as it wasn't in Remusia, did not care to know it to any great degree, so he shrugged noncommittally at the name.  He did, however, raise an eyebrow to her suggestion that she wanted to see the city.

"Uhm, I'm not sure that would be a good idea," he scratched at his chin.  "But, if I did take you out into the city, it couldn't be for very long."

What would make her want to see the city at this time of day?  It was dark, and with the war going on, would not be much to see.  He then smiled knowingly.  Of course, during the day her master would be in need of her, so she would not have an opportunity.  If she didn't take advantage of her time in the evening, she might not get a chance at a life of her own at all.

Suddenly he felt an affinity toward her.  Her situation was not unlike his own.  While on duty, he had no control over his life, it all belonged to the commanders that he paid his allegiance to.  Only in those precious hours when he was not on duty did he have some semblance of control, but only limited and only for a few hours.  How would he feel if it were him so very far from home.

"Do you want to see the city?   I can take you out there, but we can't stay too long.  What do you want to see?"
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« Reply #134 on: November 19, 2009, 12:45:32 AM »



Jorgan raised an eyebrow.  "You do have the job.  I thought that was made quite clear by Allemeddo earlier."  What was he doing out here getting her wolf put away if she did not have the job?  Any fool guard could have done it if she hadn't been hired. 

Which brought him to the next subject.  "If you wish to walk your wolf on the palace grounds, I will inform my guards to make provisions, provided you can keep your pet in check.  The wolf is not allowed inside the palace.  We are not uncivilized here, Miss Palinor, as I'm sure most of you southerners assume.  The palace is the home of our King.  It is not some ramshackle inn for hunters and wanderers from all over the north.  I'm not sure how low the standards are in the land you are from, but our animals are kept outside.  At least, they are here.  I suppose you may find an inn that would allow it, but we here at the palace are not that barbaric."  He hoped that unlike Allemeddo's hiring of her, that he had been clear.

"Now, if we are done here, I should like to take you to your quarters."  Jorgan was itching to get word of the battle.  Something was nagging at him, and it was beginning to affect his mood.  Not being fully informed was not how he liked to be.  His job meant having to know everything, and right now that was far from the fact.  He wouldn't be at ease until that was remedied.

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