Fianna
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Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Post by Fianna on Feb 6, 2020 16:58:58 GMT -8
"I'm sorry... I... He locked me in my room and I didn't know what else to think. I am so tired." And dirty, and cold, and not meant for living out in the wild. But that was beside the point. "How did you find me so fast?" She had done everything she could to make it difficult for them to find her. Instead of moving away, she pressed herself to him and shuddered with cold. She was going to go with him, that seemed clear. "We must make camp soon regardless... I don't think I can go on for much longer at the rate I have been moving."
She pulled back to look at him, her features drawn with her stress.
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Barthlomew Eads
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 6, 2020 17:02:13 GMT -8
“Because I’m used to tracking. I covered most of your way too, your father won’t be able to find you, at least not with his trackers,” he reassured her. He took her into his arms warming her gently, “We need to keep moving to the other side of the river, we can find somewhere to make camp. I’ll set up a fire and get you warm and dry.”
He was made for the wild. He was wild. He had his bow on his back his sword on the side of his saddle, and boots that showed the wear of the road that he’d been on for some time before he’d ever fallen of a horse to meet her. The sun was beginning to fall, and she’d been gone since early morn. She needed some sleep, good sleep, and a meal that he doubted she’d stopped long enough to eat.
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Fianna
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Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Clothes and Equipment: The general trappings of a young lady of good breeding as well as a healer without the use of magic.
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Registered: Nov 10, 2019 11:08:39 GMT -8
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Post by Fianna on Feb 6, 2020 17:53:27 GMT -8
She could have been tearful at that moment, but instead, she scowled and said, "Good. I don't ever want to see him again. How can a man lock his daughter in her bedchamber so... callously?" And she meant it. "Thank you for finding me. I'm cold and hungry. I couldn't get to the kitchen, there was a guard at the door leading to the back garden. It was risky enough getting my horse. I thought I was going to get caught for sure... It seems that providence was on my side at least for that, for the stablehands were all asleep and the stablemaster wasn't in sight." She was breathless as she spoke, babbling mostly as a sign of exhaustion. "I hope it will go smoothly. You need to get off of your leg."
As the sun sank into the horizon, she moved away from him to grab her horse's reins, walking the mare toward Bart and his steed. With a signal of her hand, hers rolled onto her side and made it easier for her to mount, something she had trained the beast to do as sometimes healing others could make her as tired as she was in that moment. When she was in the saddle, the horse went upright and danced around a little.
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Barthlomew Eads
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Age: 32
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 7, 2020 7:55:36 GMT -8
He came up beside her on his own steed, placing a hand on her shoulder for reassurance he took them down the path, it was only another twenty minutes of riding before they reached their destination and most of it passed in silence as it was dark and he would keep his eyes upon the trail to make sure the horses were steady and safe. They found a small clearing and he would get out a piece of bread to tide her over while he worked on a fire, "Here eat this."
"Get some rest, Fia, if you're going to put in distance tomorrow you will need it."
After he took a small garden rake and pulled the grass loose in a circle. He was quick to set up camp as he'd done it many times before. He gathered small twigs for kindling and brought a larger limb which he used a small axe to take apart. It was only another twenty minutes and he was finished and retreiving water from the stream which he put in a pot nestled on the edge of the fire. He poured in fresh rabbit, which he had shot earlier while looking for her and skinned as the water heated and cooked by settling it over the wood until it would only need to be mixed in the stew. A few potatoes from her homes larder were chopped and tossed in the water boiling soon enough.
"This won't take much longer," he assured her before attending to their horses. He had both saddles removed and settled. Allowed both to graze and brushed cockles off of their legs for comfort overnight.
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Fianna
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Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Clothes and Equipment: The general trappings of a young lady of good breeding as well as a healer without the use of magic.
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Registered: Nov 10, 2019 11:08:39 GMT -8
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Post by Fianna on Feb 7, 2020 13:20:49 GMT -8
As they rode down the path, she was nodding off. It was a good thing her steed was well trained and stayed in pace with Gem. Of course when the cold water was involved, she awoke with a squeak. Damn, but that was cold. By the time they were where the camp was being made, he handed her bread and she devoured it hungrily. She curled up in her cloak after that point and let herself rest.
She watched drowsily as he moved about to set up camp, and soon found herself asleep despite the chill she felt in her bones right at the moment. A good hot stew would go a long way to helping her feel better, and so would sleep.
She would have kept talking to him, but the poor thing was softly snoring.
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Barthlomew Eads
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Age: 32
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 7, 2020 14:46:04 GMT -8
He allowed her to snooze, she was cold but not in any danger, at least that much he could ascertain. After he'd gotten her bedroll set up he would move over to her, "Fia," he had a pair of his own trousers and thick cotton shirt, they would be large on her but they were dry, he also had a blanket she could wrap around her feet, "I'll hold up this blanket for you but you need to change out of these wet clothes. You can get in your bedroll after and I'll wake you when the food is done."
If she did what he asked she'd be allow to snooze until the stew was ready. He woke her when the stew was done with a bowl helping her to sit up so she could eat properly, "It's not the best tasting but you need to eat all of it."
He'd used a few spices which made it better than his description sounded.
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Fianna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Clothes and Equipment: The general trappings of a young lady of good breeding as well as a healer without the use of magic.
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Registered: Nov 10, 2019 11:08:39 GMT -8
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Post by Fianna on Feb 7, 2020 15:05:29 GMT -8
She wasn't deeply asleep, waking her took no time at all. When he woke her up and handed her clothing, she didn't need to be told twice to change out of the gown she wore. Indeed, the clothing was big on her, but it was warm and it felt good. She crawled into the bedroll and slept some more, this time a restful sleep. The second time around, it would take him longer to wake her up. Fia sighed in her sleep and muttered in protest until the smell of the stew alerted her to dinner being done. She sat up and sighed deeply, taking the bowl when he handed it to her. "Thank you..."
She was too hungry to care about whether it tasted good or not but was pleasantly surprised when it did end up tasting lovely. It made her savor what she was eating. "Mmm... This is better than some of what my father's cooks make."
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Barthlomew Eads
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Roleplay posts: 111
Age: 32
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 7, 2020 15:10:23 GMT -8
"You're too kind," he put his hand over his heart as she complimented his soup grinning at her as he took a seat near the end of her bedroll. He brought the hand down gently on top of her foot before returning it to his bowl, "Have you thought of where you'll go?"
He did not intend on forcing her to go with him, nor believing that she wanted to, a few kisses shared in the stable were no reason for her to run off with a man she hardly knew either just as she refused to marry one she hardly knew. He took a heaping pile of the stew with a piece of potato and shoved it in his mouth in order to keep him from mumbling or rambling as she had earlier.
The fire crackled, it was inviting and warm now and he'd set it where it would burn throughout the night. It took time to properly set up camp but he seemed well practiced at it.
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Fianna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Clothes and Equipment: The general trappings of a young lady of good breeding as well as a healer without the use of magic.
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Registered: Nov 10, 2019 11:08:39 GMT -8
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Post by Fianna on Feb 7, 2020 16:01:01 GMT -8
She smiled at him when he put his hand over his heart and said, “I mean it.” But with his next words, her smile died and she looked down. “I hadn’t thought of where to go, I just… left. I know I should have bided my time instead of what I did, but… I was just so angry.” And rightfully so. Who wants to be locked in their bedchambers like some prisoner? Although the law would see it differently, for she technically belonged to her father.
She continued to eat her food then, sighing as her belly filled with warmth. She was getting sleepy again. She watched him sit down to eat with her, and they spent the next little bit of time in companionable silence while they dined on rabbit stew. Her bowl was set down when she was full. “Thank you. I feel much better now.” Fia yawned and stretched before grabbing the bowl and cleaning it the best she could. She did not stray too long because the ground chilled her feet. She was not about to let him do all the work
The fire was too inviting to not take advantage of, and she watched it for a time in a drowsy state.
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Barthlomew Eads
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Roleplay posts: 111
Age: 32
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 7, 2020 16:08:59 GMT -8
"You're welcome to come with me, ya know, at least until you clear your head," he suggested this because he wanted to keep her safe, needed to. If she did not agree he might trail after her for a while in the distance making sure that he was not seen and that she wasn't followed by anyone else. He followed her to clean his bowl as well using some of the fresh water to do so. Then he set them out to air dry because they'd go back in his pack the next day.
He stayed near her feet sitting half on her bed-roll and half on the ground. He did not bring up that she had not actually brought one, and that she was using his, one that smelled like pine and his scent, a soft musk of dirt and green. Like he'd rolled down a hill.
Gem and her horse were settled at the other side of the clearing. They were quite a ways from where she began and he doubted her father would think she made it this far and be working upon checking the perimeter instead.
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Fianna
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Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Clothes and Equipment: The general trappings of a young lady of good breeding as well as a healer without the use of magic.
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Post by Fianna on Feb 7, 2020 16:27:36 GMT -8
Fianna did not reply at first, taking a long moment to consider his words. She had to weigh things in that moment… After deliberating, she slowly nodded and said, “I will go with you.” Then she held up her hand and said, “Not because your kisses leave me breathless, mind, but… I don’t want to be alone.” Indeed, it was her admitting she was scared, which was perfectly normal in this instance. How could she not be when she knew what could happen in the wild? She knew there was a chance that she could be waylaid by someone bent on nefarious things… especially since she was a woman.
She recognized the scent of him on the bedroll and knew that it was his since she didn’t have hers. Of course she didn’t have hers! Gods, what else was she going to be unprepared for? She sighed at herself and said, “It will be warmer if you come in here with me.” She was not implying anything more than sleep and that much was clear. They had already been improper… a lot. While they had not done anything beyond kissing and hugging, they were still beyond propriety. She couldn’t just let him sleep on the cold ground.
She shifted in the bedroll to make room for him.
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Barthlomew Eads
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Roleplay posts: 111
Age: 32
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 7, 2020 16:40:56 GMT -8
He smiled when she agreed to go with him even if it may have been for reasons other than he hoped for. She moved aside leaving room in the bedroll and he considered it for a moment before he leaned over to her, moving onto his knee that was uninjured the other still slightly raised. Kissing her forehead he gently cupped the nape of her neck when he did so, "Fia you make me want to kiss you again, and never let go," his breath was on the edge of her hair causing her scalp to tingle. He kissed the edge of her eyebrow, her cheek, and he lingered over her lips as he looked to her, "But I don't want to push you, I will help you no matter your decisions."
If she did not move closer, did not start to close the distance, then he would draw back. He would not sleep with her because he knew it would make him feel things he could not take back until he knew she felt the same. Hoped she felt the same.
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Fianna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Clothes and Equipment: The general trappings of a young lady of good breeding as well as a healer without the use of magic.
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Registered: Nov 10, 2019 11:08:39 GMT -8
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Post by Fianna on Feb 7, 2020 16:55:13 GMT -8
He was making her feel things that she was frightened to feel before knowing him. His kisses caused her to stop breathing for a moment, and when he lingered over her mouth, she lifted and kissed him once, twice… thrice. The third time settled upon his lips like the blanket that separated the two of them. She did feel the same. She felt so very enamored of him that it wasn’t even funny, but she had to keep that separate from why she was running away from home, her people, and everything she knew. She couldn’t let him be the reason she ran away. Except… somewhere deep down, and she knew it, he had been part of the reason. She was catching feelings and her father tried to take that away the moment she realized that she rather liked Bart for his sense of humor, for his kisses, for his compassion toward her… She wanted to know him, and she would never have seen him again if he left her there. She didn’t want to admit to that, but it was the truth.
Fia ended the kiss and whispered, “Let's sleep." And she meant it. She was tired and she was sure he was too.
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Barthlomew Eads
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Age: 32
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 9, 2020 7:41:08 GMT -8
Her reasoning was not so different from his own. He'd set out early to make sure she was alright, he risked making a minor injury more permanent. He'd brought more supplies than he ever would for himself for her, and even with all that he did not want to insist on her coming with her. He gave her a choice from the start and offered his help without strings attached.
Then she kissed him back, and came back for more, they both desired more than could ever be given in such circumstances. She had a home that she would need to go back to, and so did he, and as much as he wished that she could separate herself from it she could not.
Climbing into the bedroll there was not room for him to move back, there was only room for him to lay against her, and he did, he held her agaisnt his form gently. He made no pretenses that he did not wish to hold her. To draw her up against him with such warmth her back against his chest. He hesitated to put his arm around her but if she made no protest it would wrap gently around her abdomen and keep itself there in an only semi-respectable position.
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Fianna
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Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Clothes and Equipment: The general trappings of a young lady of good breeding as well as a healer without the use of magic.
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Post by Fianna on Feb 9, 2020 8:40:35 GMT -8
She snuggled back against him when he moved into the bedroll. He was so warm and the smell of him relaxed her. She had no idea what she was going to do, but she knew at that moment that she would never darken the doorway of her father's home again. Blissfully unaware of what Bart was thinking, she continued to ponder as to what to do that didn't involve going home because, in her mind, that was not an option!
The girl drifted off to sleep, content with the warmth he had to offer. She slept all night long, too tired to wake up in the middle of the night.
It wasn't until the sun peeked over the horizon that she opened her eyes. A soft blanket of snow had fallen, leaving everything damp in a circle around the fire pit. She took in a deep breath and snuggled back against him again, giving a great yawn. She was not ready to move from the warm confines of the bedroll yet, but she was going to have to soon.
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Barthlomew Eads
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 9, 2020 10:42:20 GMT -8
When she awoke she was warm from the original body heat but leaning back would reveal that Bart had somehow slipped out earlier that morning. He had exstinquished the fire already and refilled the water skins for their trip. He had out some bread and cheese prepared for her when she awoke. It would not be what she was used to at home but rations on the road were hardly meant to be pleasing. The dried jerky he had for lunch may have gotten some looks from her but he took what was only semi-perishable.
He was resaddling her horse after handling Gem when he noticed she was awake, "Good morning."
He cinched down the side and gave the horse a moment to breathe out before going to cinch it again so it was not loose. He'd rather she did not fall on the saddle as there was already too much to get done that day in terms of distance. Her hurting herself would lessen their chances of moving the distance he wanted to.
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Fianna
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Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Clothes and Equipment: The general trappings of a young lady of good breeding as well as a healer without the use of magic.
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Post by Fianna on Feb 9, 2020 12:25:05 GMT -8
She was not surprised in the least at the fare that they had to eat. When people traveled, they tended to eat lighter. He might be surprised to find out that she hardly ever ate a lot when breaking her fast. Fia climbed out of the bedroll and checked her shoes, which were dry thanks to the fire. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?" she asked with a yawn. Goodness, but she felt stiff as a board from sleeping on the ground, but she hadn't slept so well in some time.
The girl wanted to think she slept so well because she was just beyond tired when she passed out, but the denial in her was trying to say it was because of him. She moved to help him out with the rest of the dismantling of the camp after eating her small portion, rolling the bedroll up tightly and offering it to him along with the blanket she'd had around her feet. Her clothing from the day before went into her saddlebags.
"I think that's it."
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Barthlomew Eads
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Age: 32
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 9, 2020 16:47:44 GMT -8
"I did," he informed her with a smile, "And you?"
As they finished with what little was left she would see with what efficiency he'd managed so much before she awoke. He was a man who was used to travel, used to quick movement and rushing off. Whether that was a good or bad thing was yet to be seen. As she did one last look he would too.
"Looks like it," he checked about before helping her into the saddle if she wanted it. She was back in skirts and it was difficult to move them to hike a leg up to get over the saddle. Once they were both ready he would move Gem about in order to make their way out, he led her through a small thicket, one that held no thorns so it would not harm the horses. After they were passed it they stayed in the clearer parts of the forest. Whatever grew there was small clambering for whatever light could be found through the branches of the trees.
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Fianna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 87
Age: 20
Physical Description: Hair: Black
Eyes: Cobalt
Height: Average
Build: Curvy
Weight: Average
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Clothes and Equipment: The general trappings of a young lady of good breeding as well as a healer without the use of magic.
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Registered: Nov 10, 2019 11:08:39 GMT -8
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Post by Fianna on Feb 9, 2020 19:40:24 GMT -8
"I hadn't slept so well in a long time, it was pleasant," she murmured.
After they were ready, she in her own clothing again, let him boost her up into the saddle. She gave him a slow smile as she looked down at him from her lofty perch upon her mare. It didn't take much for her to adjust her skirts so they were spread about her comfortably. She followed him on the way out, silent during the beginning of the trip as she was thoughtful. The next hour or so was spent in quiet, though if one said something, a response would be given in comfortable companionship. As the day wore on and she was able to move in next to him at some point, she looked at him and started to speak.
"I've given it great thought now that I am calm and have slept. I won't be going home unless it is on my terms, and that might not be for a long time. I will go with you for a time because right now, you are the only one I can trust... I don't want to be a chatelain, I want more than that. If I marry someday, it will be because I am in love. I want an adventure... I want... to learn how to fight and be strong." She nodded, giving pause and looking forward. The silence yawned for a few minutes before she continued, "All that to say I need to be selfish. I hope it makes sense though. I didn't realize it until yesterday that I wasn't happy there."
And then she was silent again for a time.
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Barthlomew Eads
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Post by Barthlomew Eads on Feb 10, 2020 14:38:06 GMT -8
“Life is too short to go on in a state of unhappiness,” he agreed with her in regards to the term of her leaving, “Fianna I cannot make promises as to the future but if you would like it I will show you my home. I can train you along the way as well but I won’t be taking it easy on you, you’ll come away with quite a few bruises.”
He was not kidding either. He was going to make her learn by practice that getting hit hurt, and that blocking was the best policy and one had to be quick about it, it was how he was taught and he rather took to it quickly. “Except for with the bow,” he remarked.
If she could pull it back. It would take an effort of over fifty pounds and while she got used to the weight of a sword so would she have eventually build up the strength to use a bow. He would rather they eat while moving but she was used to a cart and not horseback. She would develop sores if they weren’t careful so he would stop for lunch helping her get off her horse, “You should move around a bit, it’ll help keep you from getting sore.”
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