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Aylwen Dreamsong · 05-25-2003, 03:28 PM

"Yes, I suppose. He still hates to admit that I don't need him to take care of me. When we were on the streets we needed all the money we could get just to buy food. It is Rhys' fault that I got into the Order. He was so worried about me that he brought me into the stables he worked at to learn from the old soldier," Jisela replied. She hadn't caught Ros as she tried to recompose herself over something, but did see that Ros seemed let down by something or another after her reply. Jisela, determined to cheer Ros up from whatever had bothered her, stood up in the space between the table and the fireplace.

"One time while the hostler was teaching me something, a tiny parade of acrobats walked by," Jisela was making up the occurance, but decided it would be a funny sight if she imiatated the imagined entertainers. Jisela backed away from the table, towards where her boots had made a medium-sized puddle of melted water. "And this one woman did this split in the air thing!"

Jisela attempted to show Ros what she was telling, and kicked her right leg forward until her knee almost touched her head. However, much to Jisela's dismay, her left foot slipped on the wet wood from her boots. Jisela came tumbling down with a crash after her left leg slid on the water.

Rhys had been searching for an answer to Eorlyn's question, and decided to change the subject after a long, awkward silence. "Would you like another glass of wine?" Rhys finally spoke, a slightly embarrassed chuckle in his voice.

Eorlyn looked a bit put off, and nodded, her eyes squinted in confusion. Rhys picked up the girl's glass and poured wine from a pitcher into it. Just at that moment, a loud thud echoed through the room. Rhys and Eorlyn searched for the search of the noise, and Rhys sighed when he saw that his sister was laying on the ground, rubbing her head.

"One day soon I will marry her off to someone rich who won't mind that she always gets into trouble." Rhys said jokingly to Eorlyn. The girl stiffened suddenly, as if what Rhys had said struck a chord of some sort. Rhys hoped he didn't offend her. "Did I say something wrong?"

05-25-2003, 03:28 PM	#47
Aylwen Dreamsong The Melody of Misery Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: The Island of Conclusions (You get there by jumping!)... Posts: 1,147	"Yes, I suppose. He still hates to admit that I don't need him to take care of me. When we were on the streets we needed all the money we could get just to buy food. It is Rhys' fault that I got into the Order. He was so worried about me that he brought me into the stables he worked at to learn from the old soldier," Jisela replied. She hadn't caught Ros as she tried to recompose herself over something, but did see that Ros seemed let down by something or another after her reply. Jisela, determined to cheer Ros up from whatever had bothered her, stood up in the space between the table and the fireplace. "One time while the hostler was teaching me something, a tiny parade of acrobats walked by," Jisela was making up the occurance, but decided it would be a funny sight if she imiatated the imagined entertainers. Jisela backed away from the table, towards where her boots had made a medium-sized puddle of melted water. "And this one woman did this split in the air thing!" Jisela attempted to show Ros what she was telling, and kicked her right leg forward until her knee almost touched her head. However, much to Jisela's dismay, her left foot slipped on the wet wood from her boots. Jisela came tumbling down with a crash after her left leg slid on the water. Rhys had been searching for an answer to Eorlyn's question, and decided to change the subject after a long, awkward silence. "Would you like another glass of wine?" Rhys finally spoke, a slightly embarrassed chuckle in his voice. Eorlyn looked a bit put off, and nodded, her eyes squinted in confusion. Rhys picked up the girl's glass and poured wine from a pitcher into it. Just at that moment, a loud thud echoed through the room. Rhys and Eorlyn searched for the search of the noise, and Rhys sighed when he saw that his sister was laying on the ground, rubbing her head. "One day soon I will marry her off to someone rich who won't mind that she always gets into trouble." Rhys said jokingly to Eorlyn. The girl stiffened suddenly, as if what Rhys had said struck a chord of some sort. Rhys hoped he didn't offend her. "Did I say something wrong?" __________________ ...Come down now, they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away - Come down now! But we'll stay.