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Siobhan Macrae, Scottish lass, of the Clan Macrae
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Date Posted: 07:46:21 03/30/01 Fri
In reply to: Mabellina 's message, "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..." on 18:46:27 03/29/01 Thu

~*Watches her fiddle with the leaves. Her face relaxes slightly,but is still in fear.I was attacked.her breathing was more regular.Tis painful to talk about.she talks in struggled English,trying to piece the words together,a thick accent.Twas a wedding, I was getting married. Adair was my fiance. We hadn't even been married when an English lord arrived. He claimed Prima Noctes((ooc:It is a nasty tradition done to Scotland when England was trying to take it over.Look it up,I hate to even say it))Adair Anderson lifted me up on his horse,Acarsaid(steadfast in Gaelic). When he turned they gored him.her lip trembles and a tear streams down her cheek.His Claymore was on Acarsaid and I drew it and killed the lord. I killed him-I killed him. He had 4 others with him and I killed three and sore-wounded the third. My clan family told me to ride away.Another tear comes down and she watches the two tall lady knights.My name is Siobhan Macrae, of the Clan Macrae.

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He walks back in,his well-filled face slightly red.*I could find no doctor. Do you think you can take care of her,Mabe?*he looks at Siobhan and then at Shanteral and then to Mabe. John of Leon 08:40:21 03/30/01 Fri

She fiddles with a dark blue cloth, watching Siobhan." I am Lady Shanteral. You may call me Shanteral or Shana,whichever you prefer." -- Lady Shanteral, 13:03:54 03/30/01 Fri

"Do you need any help?"she kneels down next to her friend,holding the thread and needle. -- Lady Shana, 13:05:17 03/30/01 Fri