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Jacinta</div> <div>                        and the rest of the common plebs were</div> <div>                        settling down to </div> <div>                        sleep and drink in the great hall. Athamar was</div> <div>                        meeting with Lord Boma </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Aye. Athamar rather likes Lord</div> <div>                        Merren of Boma. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The disscussion turned on what</div> <div>                        was going on in the local area. Lord Boma</div> <div>                        really dosen't </div> <div>                        have much more to add </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. Athamar has a good chat</div> <div>                        with him, asks about our neighbors. If there is</div> <div>                        nothign to </div> <div>                        add, we will simply exchange pleasantries. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: He does say that one of your</div> <div>                        neighbors is the Church </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Oh. That is nice. Do tell. :-) </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: <has visions of Cadfile. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Lands to the east of Redlun are</div> <div>                        owned by the Abbey at OakHall, the Abbot is</div> <div>                        a man </div> <div>                        named Solannus. A decent sort who enjoys</div> <div>                        his wine </div> <div>                        Docportal has left the room. </div> <div>                        Docportal has entered the room. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Boma says that he is certain to</div> <div>                        stop by angling for a couple free cases </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar laughs. "He will most likely</div> <div>                        get them too! Assuming the agents who have</div> <div>                        been </div> <div>                        running Redlun left any" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Boma laughs, "Yes, the Crown is</div> <div>                        very thorough in squeezing every bit of brass</div> <div>                        from </div> <div>                        what ever they have." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar looks around the library, "I</div> <div>                        see that you are a man of letters as well as</div> <div>                        action." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Boma looks around and laughs,</div> <div>                        "My Father, who collected most of these</div> <div>                        books, </div> <div>                        wouldn't agree." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "If there is anything here that</div> <div>                        you'd like to borrow, feel free." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar nods in understanding.</div> <div>                        "My father had little time for letters himself,</div> <div>                        which is why </div> <div>                        he sent me off for schooling." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The next hour or so passes</div> <div>                        quietly enough, with conversation turning on</div> <div>                        the problems of </div> <div>                        raising sheep and goats, crop failures, insect</div> <div>                        troubles in the orchards, etc </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Thank you. I may do that when I</div> <div>                        have leisure" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Finally Boma says, "Well, its off</div> <div>                        to bed for me. I will show you to your</div> <div>                        chambers, Lord </div> <div>                        Athamar." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar follows </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Lord Boma leads you to a</div> <div>                        bedchamber, not the grandest in the house</div> <div>                        for sure, but very </div> <div>                        respectable indeed </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Tomorrow, after breakfast, we</div> <div>                        shall go to your people." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr expresses his</div> <div>                        appreciation,. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The night passes quietly, you are</div> <div>                        awakened by the sounds of the servants</div> <div>                        beginning the </div> <div>                        day's chores </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar gets up, does his morning</div> <div>                        salubatons. Looks for the Twins </div> <div>                        Missiledine: You will find Gallus in the hallway,</div> <div>                        he greets you, "My Lord, did you sleep well?' </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Just fine. Thank you. You are up</div> <div>                        early." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "There is much to do, My Lord." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Yes. Waht is first on the agenda?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "I was on my way to see how</div> <div>                        many wagons and carts the villagers brought.</div> <div>                        In case we </div> <div>                        need to hire some." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar nods. "Good thinking." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: He bows and passes you. He</div> <div>                        gets about fifteen feet then stops, turns and</div> <div>                        says, "The </div> <div>                        Twins are in there, My Lord." He points at a</div> <div>                        door </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar knocks briefly and opens</div> <div>                        the door. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Tassiter is still asleep. The other</div> <div>                        bed, Danika's looks unused </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar curses, strides over to</div> <div>                        Tassiter. "Rise and shine! Wher the hell is</div> <div>                        your sister?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Ehhh? What?" He rubs the</div> <div>                        sleep from his eyes. "Oh, she's with whats her</div> <div>                        name... </div> <div>                        Roweena." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "They were up all night talking or</div> <div>                        something" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar grunts. "Time for</div> <div>                        breakfast." Athamar is clearly mollified by that</div> <div>                        answer, he </div> <div>                        worries </div> <div>                        Missiledine: He climbs out of bed and starts</div> <div>                        dragging his clothes on </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr looks out the window</div> <div>                        briefly. "Remember to thank our host when we</div> <div>                        leave. eh? </div> <div>                        More likely to recieve invitations to return..</div> <div>                        Lets go." </div> <div>                        Docportal has left the room. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Doc said he may be nack later </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: k </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Once Tassiter is dressed he</div> <div>                        follows you to the Great Hall which is being</div> <div>                        set up for the </div> <div>                        meal. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar talks to Gallus on the way</div> <div>                        there. Are we going to need to hireany</div> <div>                        wagons? </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Gallus isn't back yet </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: oh! my bad </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Lord Boma is there, talking to</div> <div>                        some of his people </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar grins at Tassiter and</div> <div>                        claps him on the shoulder. We walk together</div> <div>                        to the hall. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Danika and Roweena are there</div> <div>                        too. When they see you they start giggling and</div> <div>                        hurry out </div> <div>                        of the room </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar watches them go.</div> <div>                        "Hmmm...." he looks at Tass, winks. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Boma nods at you and gives a</div> <div>                        'wait a moment' signal </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar nods, looks around. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: They are laying out food and</div> <div>                        drink. Lady Boma is waving to you to come</div> <div>                        and sit with </div> <div>                        her. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar drags Tassiter with him. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Good morning, Lady Boma." He</div> <div>                        smiles. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Did you sleep well, My Lord."</div> <div>                        She asks </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "And you, young man?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Tassiter politely answers </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Yes, very. Thank you. A relief from</div> <div>                        the boat." Athamar grins at Tass approvingly. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Your sister kept my daughter up</div> <div>                        all night!" She hectors in a laughing manner.</div> <div>                        "Its good </div> <div>                        for Roweena to have someone to talk to." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "So I heard." Athamar smiles. "It is</div> <div>                        good for Danika to have someone of quality</div> <div>                        to be </div> <div>                        here friend." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: here = her </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Lord Boma finishes his buisness</div> <div>                        then comes to greet you </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr rises. "Good morning, Lord</div> <div>                        Boma." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Did you have a good night?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Lady Boma gets up, excusing</div> <div>                        herself to see what is taking the servants so</div> <div>                        long </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Yes, thank you. Your hospitality is</div> <div>                        much appreciated" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Lord Boma nudges you, "If you</div> <div>                        had given me a bit more warning I </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "...I'd have had a proper</div> <div>                        bedwarmer for you." He pitches his voice so</div> <div>                        his wife can't </div> <div>                        hear him </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar chuckles. "Not to worry."</div> <div>                        His expression changes slightly. "I should</div> <div>                        have sent </div> <div>                        you a missive informing your Lordship that I</div> <div>                        would be passing through. I am afraid it</div> <div>                        simply didn't </div> <div>                        occur to me, the past two weeks have been</div> <div>                        hectic. I hope we have not been an</div> <div>                        imposition." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Not at all! I knew you were</div> <div>                        coming along eventually. The Abbot sent me</div> <div>                        a message to </div> <div>                        expect you." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: As breakfast is fianlly being</div> <div>                        served, you see Gallus enter the hall and</div> <div>                        make his way </div> <div>                        over to you. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: He bows respectfully, "Lord</div> <div>                        Boma, Lord Redlun." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar is relieved. "It was good of</div> <div>                        the Abbot." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr looks at him expectantly. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Gallus that is. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "There should be adequate</div> <div>                        transport, My Lord." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr smiles. "Very good. Are the</div> <div>                        villagers in need of anything?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Not that I could see, My Lord.</div> <div>                        They were preparing their meal." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Good. We shall see them</div> <div>                        presently." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Well then," Says Boma "We</div> <div>                        shall have ours... at last." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: I assume we all dig in. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The meal is served, pastries,</div> <div>                        cheeses, fruits, cold meats, cider etc </div> <div>                        Missiledine: yep </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: sounds good. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: After the meal, Boma gets up</div> <div>                        and leads the way out </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: If Lady Boma is not coming along.</div> <div>                        Athamr makes sure to thank her. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: She is very gracious and says</div> <div>                        "You and your brother and sister are welcome</div> <div>                        any time, </div> <div>                        Lord Redlun. Especially Danika, who seems</div> <div>                        to have hit it off." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: 8-) </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "I will fnd Danika and send her</div> <div>                        along" She promises </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar is happy to hear that. He</div> <div>                        makes sure Tassiter is following </div> <div>                        Missiledine: As you and Gallus are following</div> <div>                        Bomar out, almost all of your people sfollow</div> <div>                        you. </div> <div>                        There are also a group of Bomars tagging</div> <div>                        along </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Good. Athamr looks them over to</div> <div>                        see if everything is in order </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Everything looks ok. A few</div> <div>                        unaccounted for </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Bragan and miklas? </div> <div>                        Missiledine: yep. The Manpr sits on a hill</div> <div>                        overlooking the village and river. The docks</div> <div>                        are to your </div> <div>                        right and the village straight ahead. To your</div> <div>                        left is a midling sized camp site </div> <div>                        Missiledine: here are ten wagons and carts,</div> <div>                        six tents and two picket lines of horses. There</div> <div>                        are </div> <div>                        maybe fifteen men milling about </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar looks them over as he</div> <div>                        approaches. he asks Gallus "Who is the</div> <div>                        leader?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: They are all looking up towards</div> <div>                        you </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "The Smyth, Oris Coyner." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "The BIG guy" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: ah good. I take it Master Tomas</div> <div>                        Yarling is not along?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Not that I met, My Lord." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr nods. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "The Miller is here, tho." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: You can see Ollyn and Jacinta</div> <div>                        are waiting with the crowd </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr looks the villagers over</div> <div>                        briefly. then walks over to the BIG guy. "I am</div> <div>                        Athamar </div> <div>                        Tallanar, the Lord of Redlun. You must be Oris</div> <div>                        Coyner." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Gallus will introduce the smyth</div> <div>                        when he comes forward. He is a Big Man! </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The smith, and everyone looks</div> <div>                        very nervous and uncertain </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar nods. "I understand that</div> <div>                        the Miller, Lol Jordass is here as well?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Yes, My Lord." He bows</div> <div>                        repeatedly. "Uhm, May I present..." He starts</div> <div>                        introducing </div> <div>                        people....." Err, yesmy Lord." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The Miller comes forward, "My</div> <div>                        Lord?" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar smiles to put them at</div> <div>                        ease. "Just putting names to faces. Please,</div> <div>                        continue </div> <div>                        withthe introductions." </div> <div>                        tacit01: Jacinta grins, then bites her lip to hide</div> <div>                        it </div> <div>                        Missiledine: ( I am not gebnerating 100+</div> <div>                        names!) </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: lol. don't need to. Athamr will make</div> <div>                        an effort to remember names,though. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Finally the introductions are over.</div> <div>                        They all stand looking at you expectantly\ </div> <div>                        Missiledine: (Speech!) </div> <div>                        Missiledine: (Speach!) </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: yes yes, I am typing it. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: make me start over. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: lol </div> <div>                        tacit01: (I'll be Vannah) </div> <div>                        tacit01: (friends, Romans, Countryman, lend</div> <div>                        me your ear) </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Or any other part of your</div> <div>                        anatomy that is handy" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "I am pleased with your</div> <div>                        promptness. My father did not live to see this</div> <div>                        day, when Redlun </div> <div>                        is returned to care of my family. I will strive to</div> <div>                        live up to the expectations that my father and</div> <div>                        his </div> <div>                        father, who died at Tralee, would have as</div> <div>                        Lord. We will have a great deal of work to do</div> <div>                        to make </div> <div>                        Redlun safe and prosperous. To that end, we</div> <div>                        best get to it, eh?" Athamr grins infectiously.</div> <div>                        He turns </div> <div>                        and signals Gallus to strat loading. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: <brevity is the soul of wit> </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Tho if you like, I could blather on</div> <div>                        and on like a modern politician. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Oh, please do! </div> <div>                        tacit01: <1 cheer for brevity - Hip!> </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Gallus starts giving orders and</div> <div>                        the wagons are hitched and headed to the</div> <div>                        docks for </div> <div>                        loading. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Okay. do we have any beer?</div> <div>                        Athamr thinks a keg would be nice to loosen</div> <div>                        everybody up </div> <div>                        tonight when we stop. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Boma watchs for a moment, then</div> <div>                        says. 'This will take awhile. You want to</div> <div>                        supervise or </div> <div>                        go back to the hall?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Ask Boma. I'm sure someone in</div> <div>                        the village has some if he dosen't </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Gallus and Ollyn seem eminently</div> <div>                        capable of organizing this </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "It would be somewhat less anxious</div> <div>                        for me to be present. I will stop by your hall</div> <div>                        before I </div> <div>                        leave to say goodbye" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Boma nods his understanding </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: yes. they are. but Athamar is</div> <div>                        young.... </div> <div>                        Missiledine: He takes his people and head</div> <div>                        back up the hill </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The wagons are on their way to</div> <div>                        the docks. Miklas is coming towards you with</div> <div>                        one of </div> <div>                        your horses, saddled and ready </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Here, My Lord." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar grins at him. "Great!" he</div> <div>                        mounts up. "I hope you got dinner last night" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Yes, My Lord." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: It will take about three hours to</div> <div>                        get everything organised. there is room for all</div> <div>                        the </div> <div>                        women and children to ride, but most of the</div> <div>                        men will be walking </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Tassiter and Danika and</div> <div>                        Roweena will join you about an hour from</div> <div>                        completion </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Good. is Gallus cool with his</div> <div>                        "stuff"? </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Gallus? </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: I mean Bragan </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: :-) </div> <div>                        Missiledine: He fusses around like a hen, but</div> <div>                        he seems satisfied </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: its becoming habit to type "gallus",</div> <div>                        that guy gets a pay raise as soon as A can</div> <div>                        affordit. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay,. Athamr takesthe opportunity</div> <div>                        to talk to Roweena. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Danika and Roweena stay out of</div> <div>                        the way, but they seem to be watching you all</div> <div>                        the time, </div> <div>                        giggling and whispering as well </div> <div>                        Missiledine: They immediately straighten up</div> <div>                        when you approach. They both curtsey </div> <div>                        Missiledine: A first for Danika </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "You two are as thick as thieves" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr grins at Danika, but his</div> <div>                        smile quirks more into a smile for Roweena. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "oh, I don't know." Danika sayus,</div> <div>                        "Roweena was just getting me acquainted</div> <div>                        with the </div> <div>                        area." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "And I've been telling her</div> <div>                        about....things." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Good. I will be sure to take you</div> <div>                        along, when we come to Boma." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: They both surpress a smile </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Of course." Athamar laughs. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Roweena has invited me to stay</div> <div>                        for a few weeks over the winter, if its alright</div> <div>                        with you, </div> <div>                        dear brother." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Roweena says, "My mother has</div> <div>                        already approved, My Lord." </div> <div>                        tacit01: <"dear"!> </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "I don't see why not. We will</div> <div>                        arrange it in due course." </div> <div>                        tacit01: Jacinta, I presume, is assisting with</div> <div>                        the horses, ect... </div> <div>                        Missiledine: There are plenty of willing hands </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "As long as you keep your studies" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Of course." Danika smiles </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar pauses to look over the</div> <div>                        lot. Makes sure Tassiter is still around. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: He's here. He keeps making</div> <div>                        moon eyes at Roweena, but she dosen't</div> <div>                        seem to notice him </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "we will make a scholar of you yet."</div> <div>                        he jibes, but he smiles at Roweena. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: At last Gallus comes over and</div> <div>                        says that all is ready </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Good. lets gets on the roadthen. I</div> <div>                        will make my farewells to Lord Boma. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Tassiter, Danika and Roweena</div> <div>                        will accompany you back to the Manor </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: I expected. Athamar thanks the</div> <div>                        Lord and Lady Boma for their hospitality.</div> <div>                        Mentions </div> <div>                        Danika's invitation, confirms the permission. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Arriving there, you are met by</div> <div>                        Lord and Lady Boma. They, and some of their</div> <div>                        people, </div> <div>                        clearly intend to accompany you away down</div> <div>                        the road </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: oh. okay then. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Everyone mounted? </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Yes, they confirm the invitation</div> <div>                        and offer you a 'stirrup cup' before leaving the</div> <div>                        hall </div> <div>                        Missiledine: They are </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr accepts. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Roweena has a palfry brought</div> <div>                        around </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: good thing I bought three saddle</div> <div>                        horsee. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: After a round of hand clasps and</div> <div>                        a few hugs (Roweena and Danika and</div> <div>                        Roweena and </div> <div>                        Tassiter (!) everyone mounts up </div> <div>                        Missiledine: You rejoin the main party and</div> <div>                        Tassiter and Danika will mount the other two</div> <div>                        horses </div> <div>                        and the five of you, You, Lord and Lady</div> <div>                        Boma, the two girls and Tassiter, lead off on</div> <div>                        the road to </div> <div>                        Redlun </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar looks over the train. Sees</div> <div>                        that everything is in order. He may be a rather</div> <div>                        TOO </div> <div>                        conciencious </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: But he doesn't bother Gallus or</div> <div>                        Ollys, they know their business. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: It will yake you a bit over half an</div> <div>                        hour to reach the border of the manor. The</div> <div>                        road skirts </div> <div>                        through the edge of the forest here. Lord</div> <div>                        Boma says that the area between the manors</div> <div>                        is wilds that is </div> <div>                        held by the Baron </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar nods. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Its pretty quiet area, and I don't</div> <div>                        expect you'll have any trouble in a group this</div> <div>                        size. Tho, </div> <div>                        if you wish I will senmd some of my men with</div> <div>                        you?" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar considers. "I don't wish to</div> <div>                        put you out, though that would be prudent." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: (Its about two days travel with all</div> <div>                        the wagons.) </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Perhaps for the first day's travel, I</div> <div>                        could send them back in the morning." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Boma nods and gestures to the</div> <div>                        rear. Six men at arms ride up, they had been</div> <div>                        hanging </div> <div>                        back as ordered. "These are good lads,</div> <div>                        they'll ride to Redlun with you." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Thank you, Lord Boma. Most</div> <div>                        generous." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Give them enough wine and</div> <div>                        they'll ride to Hell!" You hear one of Boma's</div> <div>                        other </div> <div>                        retainers call out to general laughter </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar grins "They'll do." </div> <div>                        tacit01: :-) </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Lord Boma offers you his hand,</div> <div>                        "Good luck Athamar. Give us a shout if you</div> <div>                        get in </div> <div>                        over your head. I'll do what I can." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Lady Boma says, "Its good to</div> <div>                        have neighbors on this side of the river....</div> <div>                        Close ones </div> <div>                        anyway." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar takes it. "One cannot</div> <div>                        imagine a neighbor more fine" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Everyone is all cheery and happy</div> <div>                        as the farewells are said </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Ok, off you go....to your doom.... </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar is pleased. Great</div> <div>                        neighbors and a beautiful daughter to boot. </div> <div>                        tacit01: Jacinta will look more alert as they</div> <div>                        enter the forest, pat her horse on the neck and</div> <div>                        whisper to </div> <div>                        it </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: BTW: dowe have beer? </div> <div>                        Missiledine: With great tracts of....land </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: :-DOh, yeeahhhhhh </div> <div>                        Missiledine: yes, Ollyn arranged it. He</div> <div>                        ALWAYS thinks of things like that. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: good. Good man. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: perhaps we should put out a scout</div> <div>                        or two </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Your the Lord </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Arthamr talks to Ollyn. "A couple</div> <div>                        scouts a short distance ahead might not be a</div> <div>                        bad idea. </div> <div>                        I dont' expect trouble. especially since the</div> <div>                        villagers made it here fine." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: You notice that the villagers are</div> <div>                        not unarmed now </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Ollyn looks around and points at</div> <div>                        jacinta and another </div> <div>                        tacit01: I was wndering about that - how are</div> <div>                        they armed? </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Go on ahead and scout a bit" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Leather and studded leather,</div> <div>                        spears, crossbows, axes, clubs.... </div> <div>                        Missiledine: a couple bows </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Typical militia </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. is the miller driving or riding</div> <div>                        shotgun? </div> <div>                        tacit01: <the pc's always get volunteered</div> <div>                        first> are we mounted or on foot? </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: foot. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Driving a wagon </div> <div>                        Missiledine: the miller </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay, how about the smith? </div> <div>                        Missiledine: walking </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: jut curious. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: for now </div> <div>                        Missiledine: ok </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr is going to want to talk to</div> <div>                        both of them. he will wait for an opportunity </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Well the column will trundle along</div> <div>                        at little better than walking pace </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: J is Fit, she can take it. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Mostly the road skirts the forest</div> <div>                        edge. It shows signs of a fair bit of use </div> <div>                        Missiledine: This is the main road for</div> <div>                        shipping produce etc by water </div> <div>                        tacit01: right - discuss strategy briefly with the</div> <div>                        yellowshirt - er, I mean the other - as we jog</div> <div>                        forward </div> <div>                        - I'd suggest advance up teh road about 100</div> <div>                        yards, than each take a side and cut into the</div> <div>                        trees a bit, </div> <div>                        then parallel the road... </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The other road from Redlun goes</div> <div>                        east to oak Hall </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: the church's land? </div> <div>                        Missiledine: ok, left side is mostly in the</div> <div>                        meadows and underbrush outside the forest </div> <div>                        Missiledine: runs through it </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Ollyn clears his throat, "My</div> <div>                        Lord?" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: I see. so both "Red shirts" can go</div> <div>                        into the forest on one side. stay together so</div> <div>                        that one </div> <div>                        can yell before dying </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Hmmm?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Perhaps we should hand out</div> <div>                        some of that equipment now?" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Good idea. Have you looked it</div> <div>                        over?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Lot of it needs cleaning, but the</div> <div>                        weapons are in good shape." </div> <div>                        tacit01: better - same side, stay in sight of</div> <div>                        each other (silly me) </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Armor will need fitting, tho." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Jacinta needs a sword. Lets get</div> <div>                        her one before sending her forward" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: who doesn't have armour? </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: we should have been fitting that on</div> <div>                        the boat. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Good point, but they were</div> <div>                        cleaning the weapons </div> <div>                        tacit01: <whew> -Jacinta steps forward for</div> <div>                        her weapon </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. we should have the swords</div> <div>                        and secondary weapons distribted to</div> <div>                        whomever </div> <div>                        needed them. J needsa sword. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Your siblings distracted you </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: who needs a med shield? </div> <div>                        tacit01: J has one, I think, lemme check... </div> <div>                        Missiledine: You can assume they are</div> <div>                        distributed as needed </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: good. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: weapons, shields and helms</div> <div>                        anyway </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: yeah. I assume the mercs had</div> <div>                        some kind of armour.... </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Much of what you picked up is</div> <div>                        better than what they have </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: well, they will get it when its fitted to</div> <div>                        them, i expect. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: (Ollyn and Miklas are putting dibs</div> <div>                        on a set of lamellar. They'll layer it over their</div> <div>                        mail.) </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: You can do a trade with the</div> <div>                        mercs, taking their old stuff for recycling with</div> <div>                        the militia or </div> <div>                        what ever. If not, they'll pack their old stuff</div> <div>                        away. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: trade is fine. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Let Ollyn know if that is what you</div> <div>                        want, he'll see to it </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. see to it! :-) </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Well Jacinta, you don't see any</div> <div>                        sign of a threat along the road, but there is a</div> <div>                        lot of game. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar takesthe opportunity to</div> <div>                        talk to the miller, assuming that he can ride</div> <div>                        besidethe </div> <div>                        miller and talk to him without distracting him</div> <div>                        too much. </div> <div>                        tacit01 has left the room. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: lol ooops </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Help. Jacinta has fallen and she</div> <div>                        can;t reach her beer! </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: crap. I bet he can't get in until he</div> <div>                        reboots </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The forest seems abundent with</div> <div>                        deer, quail, etc. You will see some sign that</div> <div>                        indicates bear and lion... </div> <div>                        tacit01: anyway -coo that there are no</div> <div>                        enemies, cool that there is game (even</div> <div>                        though the Baron owns the deer) </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: like he will care </div> <div>                        Missiledine: You also see sign of bear and lion </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Better </div> <div>                        tacit01: any predator sign - wolf, coyote, fox, ect... </div> <div>                        tacit01: bear, lion... </div> <div>                        tacit01: eesh </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: better keep the horses safe tonight </div> <div>                        Missiledine: no wolf </div> <div>                        Missiledine: fox, yes </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: we don' need no steeekin Wolf! </div> <div>                        tacit01: store the food outside camp... </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: why? we don't want the bears to get it. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: we are not modern campers. we</div> <div>                        are an armed party. </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: no 5000 dollar ines for us if we kill a bear </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: fines </div> <div>                        tacit01: true - lets lure the bear in, kill 'em  for the hide </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Hmmm! That sounds, exciting!</div> <div>                        Dukejr01: you kill it, you get the skin </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Lets see...bear..bear...BIG</div> <div>                        BEAR! Got It! </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Well anyway... The day will</div> <div>                        pass quietly. There is plenty of open ground</div> <div>                        east of the road to camp when it starts to get dark </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. we camp EAST </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: get firewood, before dark. circle</div> <div>                        wagons. etc </div> <div>                        Missiledine: You have about thirty armed</div> <div>                        guards for the night, so watches are no an issue </div> <div>                        tacit01: <get out the fiddle and harmonica,</div> <div>                        have Cookie whip up some beans> </div> <div>                        Missiledine: lol </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. After dinner we drink beer.</div> <div>                        Athamr lets a couple beers loosen up the</div> <div>                        villagers a bit, beore he oes to tak to them. soecifically</div> <div>                        the Smith and miller </div> <div>                        Missiledine: Nothing bothers you. Nothing comes near the camp </div> <div>                        Missiledine: ok </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: ala Blazing Saddles: <what in the Wild Wild world of </div> <div>                        Sports is going on around here?> </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "My Lord." You seeking them collectively or individually </div> <div>                        Missiledine: ? </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: the Miller and smith specifically </div> <div>                        Missiledine: alone or together? </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: wither. whomener is available </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: either </div> <div>                        Missiledine: together </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: They will rise as you approach and bow, "My Lord." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar sits down. he motions</div> <div>                        for them to sit. "So, Tell me about Redlun. I understand a </div> <div>                        new granery is needed." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: he i drinking a mug of beer </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The Miller nods, "Yes My Lord,  badly." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Is the old one in disrepair or just overused?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Its in as good a condition as</div> <div>                        we can keep it, My Lord. It's just old and too small." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "There was another," The</div> <div>                        smyth offers. "But it was burned during the Rebellion." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "During the retreat." The Miller adds </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar nods. "I see. The new</div> <div>                        one needed before winter or have the Royal agents sold </div> <div>                        most the excess?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Most of this years harvest is gone, My Lord." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar smiles a bit grimly. "I hope thre is enough left...." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "err, yes My Lord. I hope so too." The Miller agrees </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "hmmm.... Has REdlun suffered any raiding? </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The smyth shrugs. "We haven't</div> <div>                        been attacked. But livstock vanishes.   Everyone knows </div> <div>                        where its going, but no one can stop it." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "No people hurt, I hope." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "No, My Lord. But everyone knows better than to venture out </div> <div>                        into the commons after dark." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "It will take awhile, but I will get that under control." He takes a sip, </div> <div>                        "What else needs attention, in your opinion?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The Miller says, hesitantly,</div> <div>                        "We had hoped that, err, you were bringing more troops,  My Lord." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar grins, "Me too. The privy purse spend almost all the profits of</div> <div>                        this years harvest. I have put in for veteren soldiers to be settled in Redlun.</div> <div>                        I will get the Redlun garrison up to a score or more as soon as we are able." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: They both look relieved at that </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "In the meantime, we make do.</div> <div>                        The manor will be repaired and needed improvements made." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Some of the villagers have been cleaning the manor house for your</div> <div>                        arrival, My Lord." The smyth explains </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "But it does need a lot of work." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Just knocking down the cobwebs and getting the dust up." The</div> <div>                        Miller explains. "They didn't want to touch the furnishings you know." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamar lights up at that. "I understood it had been slighted and in</div> <div>                        disrepair. I am glad to hear that." A is clearly pleased. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "No one goes up there." The Miller said </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: Athamr looks a question </div> <div>                        Missiledine: They look back at you </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "No one goes where?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "In the manor house." The Miller adds, "My Lord." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "ah." Athamar shakes his head. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "We do our best to keep the bridge and the pallisade in shape." The</div> <div>                        smyth says </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Well, do you have other concerns?" </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Good. never know when you might need that." </div> <div>                        Missiledine: The Miller frowns, "The mill pond needs to be drained and dug out." </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "Its filling in?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: <That is a required bit of work> </div> <div>                        Missiledine: (All damns fill in eventually) </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: yep </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: I think A can handle that. </div> <div>                        Missiledine: "Most of the buildings, that are used, are in pretty good shape." The Smith offers </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: "besides a granery, anything else needs building?" </div> <div>                        Missiledine: (The GM can't think of anything) </div> <div>                        Missiledine: at the moment </div> <div>                        Dukejr01: okay. well, Athamar thanks them for their answers. and bids them goodnight.</div> <bR> <div>                         Missiledine: Give me time, I'll work up ways to spend your money:-D </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: BTW. Athamar is going to cast sense foes on every villager in the train</div> <div>                         during the trip. he is doesso quietly </div> <div>                         Missiledine: ok </div> <div>                         Missiledine: You won't find any </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: k </div> <div>                         Missiledine: Morning will come quietly enough </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: good. Athamar does morning abulations. checks cont lights for recharge. </div> <div>                         Missiledine: Ok, breakfast is prepared quickly and you are under way before long </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: <I am anxious to get to Redlun, and see for myself, the suspense has been</div> <div>                         killing me. </div> <div>                         Missiledine: Again the trip will go by quietly, until, in late afternoon, you turn a bend and</div> <div>                         the forest drops away and you see ahead, acres and acres of fields, and expanses of meadow</div> <div>                         with large herds of sheep and goats </div> <div>                         Missiledine: The miller says, "Welcome to Redlun, My Lord." </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: Athamar smiles and nods. </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: Athamar looks around with interest. </div> <div>                         Missiledine: The road winds through the fields. To your right(the west and a bit</div> <div>                         south) you see a barren rocky hill crowned with a huge ring</div> <div>                         of massive stones. The crest is heavily overgrown </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: he stops. dismounts, picks up a handful of soil, and examines it with an</div> <div>                         earth mage's interest. </div> <div>                         Missiledine: To the left (east and south) you see the river and the beginning of the</div> <div>                         vineyards </div> <div>                         Missiledine: Everyone stops and watches you </div> <div>                         Missiledine: The soil looks pretty good </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: okaay. </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: good. he drops it. remounts. </div> <div>                         Missiledine: Moving on, the terrain drops a bit ande you see the manor house sitting on</div> <div>                         a low hill on  this side of the river. </div> <div>                         Dukejr01: ah, good, i hoped it was on a hill.</div> <div>                         Dukejr01: athamar compares it to the Fangs. is the Fangsa lot higher? </div> <div>                         Missiledine: From this side you are looking at the rear of the structure (no gatehouse)</div> <div>                         and the vegetation around it is pretty overgrown </div> <div>                          Missiledine: Yes </div> <div>                          Missiledine: quite a bit </div> <div>                          Dukejr01: <sigh> that is going to take a lot of work. </div> <div>                          Missiledine: The road winds on and you can see ahead a cluster of buildings, the</div> <div>                          village of Redlun </div> <div>                          Missiledine: The village is sited in a bend of the river. The opening of the flattened U</div> <div>                          is walled off  with the Pallisade </div> <div>                          Dukejr01: how does the village look?  reasonably well kept? </div> <div>                          Missiledine: Yes, pretty neat and tidy </div> <div>                          Dukejr01: good. the villagers are industrious then. Athamar likes that</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <A HREF="id6.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Missiledines Archives"><U>Back to Archives</U></A></div> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>