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Mid - Morning on the day of Valeries and Valentes Arrival
Eddard and Priscilla were sitting together in the small garden next to the greenhous of Comyn tower. It was a cool, but not cold spring day and the warming sun told of the approaching summer. A light smile lay on Eddards face as he listened to the sweet singing of Patricia. "You've got a beautiful voice, Carya," the mechanic said when she had ended the song. Priscilla laughed: "And you are a flatterer, Eddi, "she smiled back, pleased none the less. The young man chuckled: "Nothing would be farther away from my intentions, Breda", he grinned, using the most intimate inflection of the word.
Both of them where in a good mood as it was one of the rare days they could enjoy outside the actual tower building. Both listened to the chatter of birds and Priscilla sighed. "It 's a good day for a ride, bredu, " she said with a grin on her face. "What do you think of that?".
- Sounds fine to me," Eddard answered. "It is still early enough so that we have good light for a while yet,"
Priscilla nodded and the two of them rose to change in their riding gear. On the way upstairs they told a servant to get their horses ready.
Priscilla pointed with a grin to a well-filled bag that was slung over her shoulder: "Sometimes its a definite advantage to be a leronis. The kitchen meant it well indeed .. " Eddard laughed: "Then we don't have to be back for lunch. Just as well .. " With that the two headed to the stable courtyard, where their horses ,where held ready by some stable-boys, and swung themselves in their A few minutes later the two of them rode down the slope through the old town of Thendara and headed to one of the smaller roads with only a few travellers on it.
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Re: Mid - Morning on the day of Valeries and Valentes Arrival
Eddard and Priscilla had reached the edge of the town and just discussed where to head next when Dorilys' reached them.
Eddard? Its Dorilys on the market ..We got some work for you and your lady. Are you available at the moment?
The mechanic sat bolt upright as the thought hit. We were just heading out of town for a picnic, Dorilys. Is it that urgent?
Sure it is, else I wouldn't bother you ..Aran and I cannot leave the market, else we would go ourselves. There is a young man in one of the guesthouses, suffering from what sounds like treshold sickness to me ..His sister told me that he needs urgent attention - he's been travelling hard suffering from stomach cramps and 'dreams' as she calls it. You know that any untrained telepath is a danger to himself and his environment ...
As soon as the Hastur heard that, he drew Patricia in the conversation. Quickly he informed her of what had been said and it was she that answered: Dori, chiya, we are heading back right away. I assume we do need Kirian ...
It is safer, Dorilys answered.
We have to get some at the tower but we will be wirth you shortly.
With that Eddard ended the rapport with the two and they turned their horses. "This was a short excursion, " the Hastur joked.
"Yeah, but there is no way we could refuse this, bredu." Patricia answered. In quick trot they returned the road they had just come and soon they riched the tower again.
With quick steps Patricia hastened into her laboratory and got a vial with a golden liquid as well as some other herbs and of course a bagful of sweets and nuts.
A minute later the two left the tower again and banned their way through the crowded streets. Finally they had to dismount and lead their horses over the market square to where Aran and Dorilys had their stall.
cont. in Thendara: Market Place - still early morning
Last edited by Gwynn Alar, 11/7/2005, 1:58 am
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