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piosenniel · 11-05-2002, 03:36 PM

***** DALE - Jarl *****

He had spent most of the night awake. Urken had proved a challenging man to speak with. His answers to Jarl's questions were convoluted when considered closely. When one did manage to work through the lines of reasoning behind them, the conclusions often seemed to point in opposing directions.

Too much 'maybe yes, maybe no' had given the Dalesman a headache! One point, though, which seemed to run through all this talk, was Urken's steady interest in the men from Nurn.

It was because of this, that Jarl, early the next morning, had invited Al-Gareth to watch at the bow with him, to catch the first glimpses of Minas Anor as it came into view. He hoped to get some idea from the Nurnian about the reasons he wished to see King Elessar. Jarl, and of course Dale, was extremely interested in opening trade relations with this new country. Perhaps he could offer his services to Al-Gareth, as a friendly ally to stand by him as he spoke with the King. He would approach him with this idea, before they left the ship.

Once round the great eastern curve of the river, the great peak of Mount Mindolluin met their eyes to the northwest. Clouds of white seabirds wheeled and turned overhead as the ship tacked against the current. A favorable wind drove them on at a steady pace.

Al-Gareth marvelled at the sights and sounds of the river passage, at the feeling of freedom it afforded. He looked at Jarl whose gaze was fully on the great mountain and considered the line of thought he had recently begun - now with the hope of Nurn seeming more secure, he might reach out for aid as he met the King. His assessments of those around him had always proved sound, and he thought now to speak clearly with Jarl.

He drew the man's attention, and said, 'If you would, Jarl of Dale, I would like to speak with you on a matter of some importance - to myself and my country, and possibly to yours.'

A gasp of great surprise and wonder interrupted Jarl as he began to answer Al-Gareth. Both men's eyes turned in the direction which Al-Hafez pointed.

'My Lord!' came the excited words of the liegeman as his eyes mirrored the nearing White tower. 'Look how the shining spear pierces the Heavens! Truly a great King must rule here!'

[ November 05, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

11-05-2002, 03:36 PM	#395
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	*** DALE - Jarl *** He had spent most of the night awake. Urken had proved a challenging man to speak with. His answers to Jarl's questions were convoluted when considered closely. When one did manage to work through the lines of reasoning behind them, the conclusions often seemed to point in opposing directions. Too much 'maybe yes, maybe no' had given the Dalesman a headache! One point, though, which seemed to run through all this talk, was Urken's steady interest in the men from Nurn. It was because of this, that Jarl, early the next morning, had invited Al-Gareth to watch at the bow with him, to catch the first glimpses of Minas Anor as it came into view. He hoped to get some idea from the Nurnian about the reasons he wished to see King Elessar. Jarl, and of course Dale, was extremely interested in opening trade relations with this new country. Perhaps he could offer his services to Al-Gareth, as a friendly ally to stand by him as he spoke with the King. He would approach him with this idea, before they left the ship. Once round the great eastern curve of the river, the great peak of Mount Mindolluin met their eyes to the northwest. Clouds of white seabirds wheeled and turned overhead as the ship tacked against the current. A favorable wind drove them on at a steady pace. Al-Gareth marvelled at the sights and sounds of the river passage, at the feeling of freedom it afforded. He looked at Jarl whose gaze was fully on the great mountain and considered the line of thought he had recently begun - now with the hope of Nurn seeming more secure, he might reach out for aid as he met the King. His assessments of those around him had always proved sound, and he thought now to speak clearly with Jarl. He drew the man's attention, and said, 'If you would, Jarl of Dale, I would like to speak with you on a matter of some importance - to myself and my country, and possibly to yours.' A gasp of great surprise and wonder interrupted Jarl as he began to answer Al-Gareth. Both men's eyes turned in the direction which Al-Hafez pointed. 'My Lord!' came the excited words of the liegeman as his eyes mirrored the nearing White tower. 'Look how the shining spear pierces the Heavens! Truly a great King must rule here!' [ November 05, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.