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Lady Shanteral
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Date Posted: 12:07:49 03/28/01 Wed

She comes in,grunting slightly,the weight of the woman bearing her down. Quickly she lays down the girl on the cot with the old quilt. She pulls her cloak out from under the girl,deep blood stains staining her beautiful green cloak. A cry escapes her and she holds the cloak up,her last thing given unto her by her parents before they died. The silver moon brooch drips with blood and she flings it down on the ground. She sits in a huddled position staring at her cloak. But she had done it to save a life. But it was her most valued possesion besides her sword. A wave of tears succomes her and crystalline tears flow,dripping onto the cloak. Suddenly with a gasp she watches the cloak. The blood disappears,the brooch left as shiny as before. A relieved joyous sound comes out in her native language,"Surn ti lam ton!!Fu lo lach toin,whuht rel quo des!!"She looks at the girl,worried once again.

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*~Mystery Rider13:33:42 03/29/01 Thu

The knight hurries in, a satchel of herbs in her hand. She kneels beside the cot, throwing a glance to Shana. "You are among friends, do not worry." She gave a reassuring smile, glancing at her wounds. "What happened?" She inquired, leafing through the various herbs in the pouch at her side...Mabellina18:46:27 03/29/01 Thu

The knight's face is writ with concern. She has heard of the massacres the English had wrought on the Scots...She sighed, giving a reassuring look to John as well as Shana..."I should be fine, she doesn't seem too badly hurt. Siobhan, what injuries do you have?" She pulled out a few herbs, as well as a canteen of water. She produced some linen strips for binding as well...Mabellina17:36:17 03/30/01 Fri
  • *~ -- Siobhan Macrae, Scottish Lass of the Clan Macrae, 20:11:58 03/30/01 Fri

+ The lady knight walks back in and stops dead when she sees the injured woman. She hurries over. + What has happened? Is she alright?Valiente07:59:05 03/31/01 Sat

The knight smiles to Valiente, calm and reassuring. >>>Mabellina16:53:29 03/31/01 Sat


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