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welcome to fordingbridge...

a broad and well travelled road leads to the busy area of fordingbridge. set in lush green rolling hills bordering a winding crystal clear river, it is the top choice of many nobles for their summer homes, and has many shops and inns. the road leads down to the marketplace, where merchants offer their wares. the river is renowned for its fishing as well as its scenery.

we are in need of someone to run the an inn and possibly shops at fordingbridge. if interested, please post the url and we will put it up shortly. the same goes for those wishing to gain a summer home here.

Inn


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Subject: The young knight rides in...


Author:
Knight David McJonas
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Date Posted: 16:33:26 04/15/01 Sun

The young knight rides in amount his ebony steed...brown eyes dancing merrily. Pulling the large stallion to a halt, he swings out of the saddle and lands solidly. Tying the horse to the low branch of a nearby tree, he then quickly strides over to the young woman who had riden in alongside him. Grinning up at her, he offers her a hand down.
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Subject: *Unnerved...*


Author:
Arya
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Date Posted: 17:43:26 04/15/01 Sun

*she leans against her mare, having lost Tierney in the crowd. Fingers brush against the femme's muzzle, lulling the rust-hued mare to lat long lashes droop. Turning, the woman brushes aurburn tresses from her face, and dove-grey eyes gaze around at the others. When she was still in her father's manor, it was never she who charmed the guests. Then again, it was Sansa her parents had loved. The weight of the past pressed on her chest until she felt closed in. Gaze turned away, only to find another man... Alexandre... retreating in the same manner. She takes a step towards him, then stops. He is likely to want no company, so she moves to the other side of a small stand of trees where the noise is dulled to relax...*
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Subject: ..


Author:
Maria
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Date Posted: 14:00:16 04/15/01 Sun

The young maiden of India rides in upon a young bay mare....curiousity and mild excitement flashing in her dark eyes. Pulling the horse to a halt, she slids out of the saddle...forest green skirt rustling quietly. Long ebony strands of hair are pulled back into a braid, then wrapped up into a tight bun atop her head. Smoothing out her ivory blouse, she turns and pats the mare lightly on the neck. "Good girl. Your much more my size than that stallion.." Laughs softly at the memory of the freisan she had rode a few days before. Tying the mare to a nearby tree, a smile plays at the corners of her lips. Taking skirt in hand, she starts towards the crowd of people...expression now a bit shy.
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Author:
Princess Lainey
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Date Posted: 12:20:07 04/15/01 Sun

*The princess appears upon horseback, not her usual bay mare though, a borrowed black. Her thin lips press into a coy smile as she spots her brother and his fiance' "Poor soul, being forced to marry a beautiful woman! I pity him!" Laughs dryly as she slides off of the black draft steed. Tying him to a large birch she to slides into the tor with grace. Her confidence one left her pale and sickly with the abscense of any friends. The adrenaline rushes back into her body and courses through her veins. Withing Artemio was present she makes due with what she has available, not unwillingly though, she spots Will and gives a slight wave to the man.*
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Subject: Lady gallops in


Author:
Justin
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Date Posted: 19:38:52 04/14/01 Sat

Sliding off her back quickly, takes off the bridle and drops it.

Motioning to the DJ & the Orchestra, lets them battle out who's playing first.

Waits for the rest impatiently.
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Subject: Arm in arm with a beautiful woman he makes his way to the crowd...


Author:
Lord Noel Mariner
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Date Posted: 15:09:18 04/15/01 Sun

Arm in arm with a beautiful woman he makes his way to the crowd. Not ceasing to keep his arm out for her to rest her own on he nods politely to all he passes. Smiling to Jaradae he smiles and kisses her cheek lightly. "Anything you need?"
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Subject: ~*~He walks a large horse along the river, her could hear the sounds of a party, so could his mount, he let the hard run creature drink of the cool water~*~


Author:
Alexandre De'Von (photo soon...i'm in the middle of making it)
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Date Posted: 17:13:28 04/15/01 Sun

~*~The crimson neck seemed darker than it was as the sky itself was black, The deep reveiling sepia eyes of the young man look about him, he keeps away, he did not need to be recognized as who he was at this very moment, the time would come. It had been a year on the run so far, His father and his men had yet to catch him, he wondered if they would dare to come so far as he had fled, or if they had given up the serch for him. His horse shifts beneith him, the large animal lifted it;s head to look a tht eother humans, yes indeed, they were having a good time, it was a party, something he had enjoyed so many years ago, yes, that is the way he thought of it, though his age was 20 winters as of two days ago, he looks down and runs a now calloused hand ove rthe stallion's back, he remembers when these hands knew no work, no blood and no pain. That time has passed. He must seem as none other than a commener, his clothes were tattered, he had money with him, much to keep him in a manor if need be, yet he used none. A smile breaks across his face, to his father, he was not his son, he was a theif, He would perfer to keep it that way, The wind blew through his light brown hair, it was longer than he would have normally kept it, he was alos growing a small gotee, but his eyes remain the same deep sepia~*~
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Subject: Dylan comes in slowly, riding beside Sydney


Author:
Dylan
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Date Posted: 20:10:54 04/14/01 Sat

How old are you,anyhow?
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Author:
Lady Bianca
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Date Posted: 12:13:59 04/15/01 Sun

^^Taking her time she rode astride no horse, nor cart as she arrived. She walked taking her dear sweet time, no reason to rush. Her long auburn curls lay tiredly sweeping across her bare back and shoulders. Several flowers slipped into the mess of glistening curls. The crowd was small and perhaps someone would provide her with amusement, since she was unable to herself. Her creamy complexion stung pink with the chilled air. The rosey cheekbones accenting the dress of a smiliar shade. The long rose coloured skirts slipped along the ground, now shabby and dirty the rest of her appearance was nothing short of sublime. Her face adorned a plastered smile, each corner of lips having a life of its own. One tipped upward while the other barely having the energy to free it's self from the bony grasp of the creeping frown. Her icey gaze encloses all around her and she allows the upset corner of lips to rise again in a small smile as she spots the little girl from the tor who had been earlier sneaking cookies. Her long black eyelashes fluttered closed for a moment taking in the smell of the wilderness and running stream. Casting a glance to the now growing crowd she slips against a tree, hands grasped behind her bare back, knees bent slightly and gaze fixed on the ground.^^
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Subject: Three horses ride casualy to the river...


Author:
Duke Lochlainn and Madison May`
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Date Posted: 12:31:43 04/15/01 Sun

The first horse arives a considerably long time before the other two... who ride together... the first bay hlds a man... and a little girl... whom, jumps right down from the horse when they stop, onto the ground... stumbling after the butterflies that fly around the feilds along the river...

An exhasted man dismounts from the horse... his deep brown eyes checking on Mayas she runs along... as he tries to stay awak walking to a bench... she gives a faint sime to the few he passes and then sits down upon the bench... getting a glass of water to help him stay awake... maybe some conversation would help too...
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Subject: They all enter the area...


Author:
Serah-Rhae
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Date Posted: 11:53:06 04/15/01 Sun

May running off picking flowers... Lane exhasted and sitting on a bench... Nuala dismounting and helping the new improved serah-rhae down... (go see the castle for more details... and if you want to talk to theses characters... PLEASE do... post a new message... )
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Subject: *Will finally glides in and leans against a tree, bored. He looks at everyone there, and sighs*


Author:
Will
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Date Posted: 11:55:16 04/15/01 Sun

Subject: + A lady knight enters riding a muscular black stallion. +


Author:
Valiente
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Date Posted: 07:49:40 04/15/01 Sun

+ Dismounting, she ties her horse to a treebranch and looks around at the happenings around her. +
Subject: *Leaning back in the shade of a tree while her mare drinks, she relaxes...>>>*


Author:
Arya
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Date Posted: 19:38:32 03/18/01 Sun

*her mare raises her head from drinking, their own place a bit farther down the river. With the mare's attention diverted so, Arya turns, hand raised to shield her grey eyes from the sun before making out two figures... Piper and Tierney. A bright smile breaks out, and she takes Tryst's reins in hand, leading her up the bank to where they stand.* Piper! Tierney!
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Subject: The young woman makes her way towards the river, arm linked with a handsome young man...


Author:
Laura
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Date Posted: 11:22:06 03/30/01 Fri

Glancing down at her ivory gown, she rolls her icy blue eyes and stiffles a sigh. "I knew I should have changed. Fancy dress is not my style...and not at all comfortable either." Grimacing a bit as the heavy skirts weigh down on her, she reluctently lets go of Pats arm and takes her skirts in hand. As they near the river, she bites her bottom lip in thought, then makes a mad dash towards it. Stopping short as she reaches the riverbank, she drops down and slips off her shoes and pulls of her stockings. Then splashing her bare feet into the cold water, a slight shiver runs down her spine, thought she ignores it. Looking back, she motions for Patrick to sit beside her.
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Subject: --A rustling in the brush, and the clip-clop of horse hooves on stone ... --


Author:
Mackenzie Frasier
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Date Posted: 14:25:49 03/21/01 Wed

--A blue-roan stallion trots up the road, a girl perched on his back. Her bright red hair is braided tightly, though a few loose strands have fallen loose to flutter around her lightly freckled face. Her green eyes sparkle with excitement as she slows her stallion to a walk. An unstrung, recurved bow and quiver are on her back. Slowing her pony to a halt, she dismounts with the ease of long practice. Tucking the escaped hair behind one ear, she starts speaking rapidly to him in Gaelic and ties him to a low branch of a tree.--


Subject: Piper rides in on her love, Relic, smiling around at the river. Wondering if she had missed Arya already, she led the stallion to get a drink in the river, rubbing his neck.


Author:
Piper
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Date Posted: 08:14:44 03/18/01 Sun

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Subject: *she reins up her crimson mare, waiting for Lord Tierney...*


Author:
Arya
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Date Posted: 19:30:35 03/14/01 Wed

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Subject: *Kylie trots in, seated on the back of a paint horse. She smiles, and looks back for Tristian, figureing his stallion couldn't move so quickly being so big. She laughs, and waits for him*


Author:
Kylie
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Date Posted: 12:51:00 03/16/01 Fri

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Subject: Confused...


Author:
...
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Date Posted: 17:27:27 03/13/01 Tue

The bushes rustle as the young man steps from the hedgebrush, long brown legs clearing the vegetation. He slips out from his hiding place, uncertain eyes flicking to the varying people. His gaze turns to Alana and Fiora. He smiles carefully, glad to know someone. Sheepishly he moves from the bushes, sitting in a tangled heap behind Alana.

"Alana. Feeeeoooorra. Person."

He points to the two girls in turn, then to the surrounding persons. A wary look crosses his features as he looks again.

"Noble? Lord?"
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Subject: _-Inside-_


Author:
Neville Eiland
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Date Posted: 15:40:23 03/14/01 Wed

*Stands up slowly, rubbing his head. Looking for his hat he looks angry and trys to figure out what happened to it. Mounting his pony quickly he trots awkwardly after the others trying to catch up. I want my hat. Looks peeved and squints one eye nearly shutting.
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Subject: Striding over to Alana, he places a large hand on her head and playfully ruffles her hair. "Tis time to go to the farm. Gather your friends and head down there now. We will be waiting." Smiling warmly, he turns to the other man. "Come with us. You shall stay at our farm for the time being." He says in the other's native tongue. Then turning, he walks off down the road to the farm.


Author:
Timothy
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Date Posted: 14:56:57 03/14/01 Wed

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Subject: ...from a distance you see a large black freisan bred horse, a young lady in white upon his back...


Author:
Sealah O'Riley
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Date Posted: 12:01:03 03/14/01 Wed

...As the black enters in a rolling canter the young lady pulls gently on his reins, he begins to slow. Her pale, pettite hand reaches for his neck, caressing him gently. Your eyes travel up and rest of a shining face, emerald eyes glowing brilliantly. Creamy auborn tresses fall about her shoulders, silking against her silken white gown. She lowers herself down with ease and calms the heated black, speaking in a silvery tone to him all the while. Stopping neatly by a tree she loops his reins about a branch, her small fingers moving with agility. Taking her long skirt in hand she curtseys slightly, lifting her chin, a coy smile playing upon her lips. As she speaks her light irsih accent dances on her words... ~'Ello there, I am Sealah Grace O'Riley. I am hopin' to be'a findin' myself a lodgin' house.~ ...Her eyes looks about hopefully as she awaits for the invitation to stay with a kind family...



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Subject: *Rides up accompanied by Icera*


Author:
Neville Eiland
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Date Posted: 14:13:30 03/11/01 Sun

*Riding in on a short, stout pony Neville quickly leaps off his pony and strokes his neck softly pleased with the fact he fell only twice during the trip. "good boy." Taking the frog from his pocket he sits it on the seat of the saddle whie he stretches. "Icera?" Looks around for her unsure of if she was behind him or not*
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Subject: The young maiden looking to be about eighteen walks along the rocky road towards her farm, a full basket in hand.


Author:
Melody O'Thomas
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Date Posted: 14:27:26 03/12/01 Mon

Her golden-red curls are pulled back into a ponytail, though a few of the wild locks have managed to escape and fall softly about her lightly freckled, tan face. Rose colored lips curve into a warm smile as her gaze falls upon all the many playing children, a bright flame burning behind her stunning emerald eyes. The jade colored cotton dress she wears compliments her trim figure beautifully and matches her eyes.

A light chiming laugh escapes her as the woman catches sight of the girl running away with the boys hat, her expression one of amusement. Stopping short, her gaze follows the young girl for several moments. She looked so familur... Glancing about quickly, she soon spots who she was looking for. Excitement flashes in her eyes and she grins jovially. They had arrived! Hiking up her skirt, she dashes down the road to her farm and bursts into the cabin. Placing the basket into the kitchen, she turns and bolts back out of the cabin and back up to where she had seen her twin brother. Coming up on him, she calls out and waves to him, stopping short as she sees that he is speaking with someone.

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Subject: *She stumbles in, running tears streaming down her face, the pain racked within her...She stumbled falling on her knees. From the foliage her black came crashing... She nudged the girl..but Mecedes Angeles could not stand.*


Author:
Mercedes Angeles
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Date Posted: 18:28:23 03/10/01 Sat

*Managing breaths between tears she stayed concious... holding her middle...feeling horrible.. She had to pass the pain on to a living creature. But she did not have the heart to pass it on to anything... She clutched her side, Creed's evil burned within herself, eating away at her...She screamed, not being able to take any longer...*
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Subject: A new face in the woods. .. .


Author:
Thomas Leafshadow
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Date Posted: 16:44:20 03/10/01 Sat

::He crept silently through the shadows of the forest that surrounded the river. . the long, dark green greatcloak giving him excellent coverage in the twilighted outdoors. . .His raven colored hair hanging just barely above shoulder-length. . his bangs falling to cover his almond shaped, bright green eyes. . forcing him to have to lift a hand and brush them away time and time again. . .But for now he was silently stalking a group of Dwarves who were going to start logging the area. . .something he couldn't allow. . he was, after all, a Ranger. . protector of the Woodlands. . .preserver of life. . .The rune on the back of his hand told all. . to those who took the time to read it. . he was a scout. .and a Watcher, sent out to find something. .. but what. . ?::
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Subject: The handsome man enters, looking about for Arya. Spotting her, he rides over to her. >>


Author:
Lord Tierney
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Date Posted: 20:29:41 03/10/01 Sat

"Hello again, m'lady, I came to inform you that Piper is detained for the moment and cannot come, but she says she will come later. I hope you find it favorable that I accompany you?" he asked her, flashing her a smile.
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Subject: Fiora ran to the river, her eyes sweeping about, looking for Alana. "Alana? ALANA!" she called, her pronunciation somewhat improved, yet not very much.


Author:
Fiorenza Caprina
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Date Posted: 20:33:39 03/10/01 Sat

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Subject: The lady comes out of her house, dressed in a simple elegant ivory dress, a whicker basket draped over her arm. Her hair is still in a bun, this time a comb with a rose imprint stuck into her hair. Humming a merry Hispanic tune, she walks toward Acton Street...


Author:
Ranaih
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Date Posted: 08:10:25 03/11/01 Sun


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Subject: The handsome man enters, looking about for Arya. Spotting her, he rides over to her. >>


Author:
Lord Tierney
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Date Posted: 20:28:53 03/10/01 Sat

Subject: The lady comes out of the house, slightly bored, then with a sudden insperation hurries back into the house...


Author:
Lady Ranaih
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Date Posted: 20:07:33 03/10/01 Sat

A few minutes later she comes back out, now dressed in a flowing red dress, the bottom ruffled. Her dark hair is pulled back into a bun on the base of her neck, a rose tucked into it. One of her servants is with her, holding a guitar and finger symbols. He hand the finger symols to her, then sits on a rock and strums a few notes, then starts playing a rapid, Hispanic tune. Ranaih starts whirling and dipping and stopping to the beat of the music, floating far away to her homeland...
Subject: Mariah turns and smiles. ..Sure! Come on Kyli! Do you want me to do your hair, too?..


Author:
Mariah
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Date Posted: 20:00:20 03/10/01 Sat

Subject: Giving an exasperated sigh, the young man looks down at the kitten weaving through his legs and the filly nipping at his ankles.


Author:
Timothy O'Thomas
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Date Posted: 15:14:15 03/10/01 Sat

He had always liked animals, and still does, but this was just a bit to much to handle at the momment. Emerald eyes send their gaze sweeping the surrounding area for a means of escape. Soon spotting an old, somewhat unsturdy stone wall, he jogs over to it and leaps up onto it. It wasn't high, but 'twas high enough to where he did not have to worry about being nipped at. Walking along the narrow wall with suprising agility, he begins whistling another merry Irish tune, his lips curved into a bright grin.
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Subject: ~ Giving a somewhat bored sigh, the girl scrambles up the highest hill. ~


Author:
Alana
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Date Posted: 20:37:29 03/09/01 Fri

~ Standing atop it, the wind picks up and whips her dark blond hair sharply against her pretty face. Hazel eyes flash as she silently watches what was going on about her. She smooths the wrinkles out her forest green dress then attempts to pull her hair back into a pony tail, only to have the wind mess it up again. Deciding to not even try to do anything with it, she goes back to watching the others below her... ~
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Subject: -A young man, looking about 29 years old, rides in on an ebon steed. He wears breeches and tall boots, a linen shirt under a dark green cloak. Gently reining his mare up, he looks about.~


Author:
Baron George
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Date Posted: 19:21:51 03/09/01 Fri

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Subject: *she reins up her crimson mare, face flushed with excitement. The mare longs to run, but she obeys her mistress and stands, though from time to time she skitters to the side as she eyes something. A soft word and gentle touch from the young woman calm her mount, though there is no malice in the woman's voice. She enjoys her mare's spirit, and will do naught to break it. Dark lashes fall across smooth cheeks as she adjusts her gloves, for a moment relaxing as she waits for Piper...*


Author:
Arya
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Date Posted: 19:05:34 03/09/01 Fri

Subject: [ooc: Okay, I am hoping that it is alright with the others if I post stuff going on in Lady Raniah's house here. Perhaps soon I will make a board for it.] The lady enters her house, marveling at it's grandouer...


Author:
Lady Ranaih, Mariah, Tainah, and Jonathan
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Date Posted: 18:23:10 03/09/01 Fri

The Lady's dark eyes looked around the entrance hall, small but elegant: oak floors, oriental rug, small tables sporting vases of flowers, double oak doors leading to the sitting room.
She walks through the doors, seeing a large room also with oak floors: velvet couches, davenports (a kind of loveseat), and sitting chairs; black oak tables; a large brick fireplace; one door leading to the dining room, another leading to the stairs.
Stepping into the dining room, Raniah finds another long black oak table, with crytal place settings in a cabinet in a corner, and a crystal chandalier.
Going up the stairs, the Lady lets the children explore their rooms [waiting for them to tug her hands and pull her into their domains to show her] and enters her own. The large, 4-poster black oak bed is covered with a white silk comforter, with white silk decoration pillows and white fleece sleeping pillows. A dressing table, with an expantion supporting the washbasin and pitcher, was made of oak, a gold-frame mirror in the center. Jars of different powders lay on the dressing table, too, and a closet held all of her dresses. A door led to the adjoining room her personal servant would use.

Mariah runs into the room, stopping for a moment to admire the room, then grabs her mother's hand and pulls on it.
..Come, Mother, and see my room! Hurry before Tainah and Jonathan come!.. The lady following, the young girl hurries to her room, which is a miniature version of her mother's, except for the powders, a smaller bed, and a toy chest at the foot of the bed.

The other daughter comes in, grabbing her mother's other hand and pulling her into her own room.
..I have my doll, and a window seat, and a book shelf!.. And there was. This room had a blue silk comforter and pillows, with a toy chest, window seat, and small bookshelf. A mirror hung on the wall above a small shelf jutting out from the wall, serving as a dressing table.

Jonathan waited for his mother to come, thinking himself too old for pulling her hand and yelling what his room had. The room had an ebony frame bed, forest-green comforters and pillows, a window seat, a writing desk, and a bookshelf, as well as a small table and a mirror.
Subject: The driver, whom had gone to make sure that everything was in order for the Lady's home, came back, holding a key ring. He bows. ..M'lady, the keys to thy domain. If thee shall follow me... He turns and walks the way he had returned. The lady turns back to her children and calls out to them. Her voice is commanding though soft. ..Mariah, Tainah, stay a few more moments. But come to our new home soon.. She turns and follows the driver, her son on her heels.


Author:
Lady Ranaih and her carriage driver
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Date Posted: 15:30:35 03/09/01 Fri

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Subject: A glorious black and gold carriage rolls by...


Author:
Lady Raniah - Dutchess of the kingdom Minieh; her children, Mariah, Tainah, and Jonathan
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Date Posted: 09:57:44 03/09/01 Fri

The carriage is one of the grandest most would have ever seen, built of ebony and trimmed with gold. It is pulled by a 6-horse team of flea-bitten gray Percherons, all with gold ribbon braided into their manes and tails. The carriage is about 16 feet by 8 feet, with 2-and-a-half foot, gold-trimmed wheels. Tied to the top are a few bags, all made of the finest material.

The carriage pulls to a stop, and the driver, dressed in a red jacket, tan breeches, and tall black boots with a crest on the jacket, steps down and opens the carriage door and holds out his hand. A white-gloved hand reaches out and delicately places itself on his hand, and behind it comes a glorious lady. Her dress is of the finest silk, as are her gloves, and her dark hair is pulled back in a bun. She carries herself almost hautily, beautifully sculpted nose tilted up slightly.

Behind the carriage comes a young boy riding a white mare, gold ribbon also braided into her mane and tail. He rides the mare to walk behind the lady as she walks around, looking at the activity, then out to the hills. A small, satisfied smile appears on her lips. She turns to the driver.
..Thee has chosen well. I shall be very content living here in the home you have had built for me..

As the lady moves on, 3 children clambor out of the carriage: Two girls and one boy. Both girls are dressed in blue silk dresses, the boy in almost the same dress as the driver. Both girls look to be about 9, the boy 12.


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Subject: ~ Entering, the young girl holds a small black and white kitten in her arms. ~


Author:
Alana
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Date Posted: 18:48:53 03/08/01 Thu

~ Pausing every once and awhile to glance over her shoulder, her hazel eyes flicker with hope. Spotting Timothy and Kayli, she smiles and calls over to them. Breaking into a run, she soon reaches them and plops down on the ground beside Kayli. Setting Emerald on the grass, she slips her worn leather shoes off and dips them into the water. A shiver runs down her as the cold water touches her skin, but she does not draw back. "We can not go yet. I have a friend coming. He should be here soon..."
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Subject: A young man appears suddenly from seemingly no where, whistling a merry tune softly.


Author:
Timothy O'Thomas
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Date Posted: 20:47:29 03/07/01 Wed

He poses quite a picture...flaming red hair, stunning emerald eyes, deeply tanned skin, and a few fading freckles along the bridge of his nose. Eyes dance with playfullness, a cheerful smile decorating his young face. As his gaze falls upon the young girl nearby, he stops short, an eyebrow rising in slight surprise upon noticing the wings. Then seeing that she was shivering he snaps his fingers and a blanket appears. Waving his hand in the direction of the sleeping girl, the blanket dissapears, the reappears, this time spread lightly over the girl. Smiling to himself, he starts walking along the edge of the river and begins singing a soft song, keeping his tone low so as not to bother the girl. Glancing towards the road, he awaits the arrival of his young friends, Alana and Kayli.
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Subject: *Walking in, a huge black clydesdale mare, on her back a 15 year old girl. By the looks of her she is a peasant, nothing of importance. Feather's from her cloak fall out, but you cast it off as chicken feathers.*


Author:
Mercedes Angeles and Milagro
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Date Posted: 19:08:06 03/07/01 Wed

*She stops at the river side. Dismounting and letting the mare go free, knowing that she would not wander far. She bent down and looked at her reflection, wrinkling her nose at her dirty face. She cups some water with her hands and washes her face, then proceeds to wash her arms and legs. She took a peice of cloth that was tied to the rope around her mare's neck and soaked it, then began to rub down the black. Satisfied she removed her tattered and worn cloak, setting it on the back of the clydesdale. A soft light envelops her and wide winds emerge from her back. She looks at them, they too are tattered and ugly to sight. She touches them softly, taking the rag and wetting it again. Trying to clean the various sores on her once beautiful wings. Sighing heavily, knowing they would never be as clean, she folded them. She looked around, dragging some fallen pine branchs she makes a makeshift bed. Laying down she brings her bare legs up to her chest. Stretching her wings to cover her body.. She shivers dispite the wings for many feathers are missing...The mare grazes nearby, nickering quietly to the girl and laying down beside her... helping keeping her warm.*
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