The day starts cloudy and cold, but Morien rouses everyone early and soon the four of you, with Garr, various huntsmen on foot, and hounds are scouring the...
Morien is not that comfortable with a spear, so he decides to trust his axe and risk closing in on the beastie. Sure, axe will make an uglier tear on the pelt,...
... Tathal is a bit groggy, not being a morning person, but the fresh air soon wakes him up fully and he's soon in the saddle and ready for the hunt. ... ...
Sir Morien dismounts and with shield before him and axe in hand rushes through the pack at the bear. He delivers a hearty blow to the beast, but it does not...
... into ... ground. ... rend ... Delighted with the spectacle, Donngal grins widely and applauds his companion's victory. "So many are the Saxons that have...
"Better his hide than mine!" Morien replies with a grin, cleaning his axe before replacing it on his belt. "Besides, it will make for a nice bedtime story for...
... Thinking back Donngal does not recall hearing about trolls, perhaps they are like formorians, perhaps not, Donngal does not know [Farie Lore failed] "No...
Drat. No arm-ripping today, it seems. But a return of a comrade is almost as well. Even if he is a loonie. With those thoughts, Morien steps forward, spreading...
... almost as well. Even if he is a loonie. With those thoughts, Morien steps forward, spreading his empty hands. "Friend Tanicus. Do you not recognize us? I...
The madman seems to pause briefly as Morien speaks, and tilts his filthy, ragged head slightly, as a bird does when listening for a response to its song. Was...
"their", not "there". Twice. Sorry. ________________________________ From: TheRedBoar@yahoogroups.com [mailto:TheRedBoar@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of Gotteri,...
Morien takes his axe and hands it to one of the other companions behind him. He then steps forward, unarmed (well, he has his dagger, but that doesn't count,...
... Momentarily Gwair is tempted to intervene and take Morien's place, but realising that his relationship goes further back than his own with Tanicus Gwair...
Tanicus again seems to stumble at the mention of Masilia, and another slight spark seems to be in his eyes for a second but the madness soon returns to claim...
... Tathal's chucking at the list of hurts the men suffered fades away as he looks more closely at the hairy man "Tanicus, my friend! What has happened to ...
... Tathal holds his breath as he waits for Tanicus's response. As he gazes at the man he wonders just what happened to drive him to such a condition. ...
... 'In the name of our Lord and all that is good and pure Tanicus, can't you see that we are your friends!" yells Gwair throwing himself at Tanicus, having...
Tanicus continues flailing his staff wildly at anyone who approaches him. Convinced, in his confusion, that all are his enemies. As Gwair yells at him, and...
... Gradually, and cautiously, Gwair relaxes (although not just yet releasing) his grip. Looking him in the eye he simply says, "Tanicus, it's good to have you...
The soft sobbing continues as Gwair's grip is lightened; but the exhausted, filthy, ragged, lost Tanicus makes no violent moves. Just gentle shudders in time...
... Seeing as the madness that has gripped his friend appears to have passed, Gwair lets go, stands and helps him to his feet. Arm around him, he turns to face...
Tanicus becomes more subdued and soon is slumped to the ground. To a casual glance it seems he is deeply asleep, or passed from this life. His friends order...
... Tanicus ... hawking ... goshawk ... gifts ... No one is more astonished at the bird's performance than Donngal himself. At first he is struck dumb, trying...
... Seeing his companions success and bewilderment Gwair congratulates him, "Well, well Donngal, there's a turn up for the books! Is this some secret you've...
Tanicus clasps Gwair's arm, smiles both him and Donngal and says "Indeed, he has been with me, and he has set me free from that which tormented me. By his...
Tanicus clasps Gwair's arm, smiles both him and Donngal and says "Indeed, he has been with me, and he has set me free from that which tormented me. By his...
... Tathal exclams in admirement at Donngal's success with the bird "Well done my friend. And fine gift it is. May she bring you much joy. ... Tathal strides...
Hi Ben and all, All this mail is OOC: Festival was good thanks, but the crowd were all so... young. Like an oversized youth club ;o) I'd learned a quote from...
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