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piosenniel · 10-13-2003, 01:15 PM

October 31st

Assiram returned to the stream and filled the waterskins. The horses were pegged to the picket line, and he loosed them; taking their reins, he led them to the stream to drink. Once they were secured in a patch of sweet grass and tasty leaved bushes, he hobbled them and let them graze.

By now the other two were awake, and he hollered at them to get up. Helios sat up rubbing the sleep from his eyes, but Ahriman pulled the blanket over his head as her rolled to his other side.

‘None o’ that!’ growled Assiram, nudging him with the toe of his boot. ‘We’ve got to find us some food to get us by. And after that we had better find those Shire rats the chief wants us to hook up with.’ He spat a nasty looking gob on the ground. ‘Can’t imagine what use they’ll be to us.’
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A short while later and a meager breakfast for the late risers, and they were on their way. They raided two outlying little holdings as they rode east toward Pincup – taking the fresh baked bread from both of them along with a smoked ham from the first and some taters and carrots from the second. One of the ladies had baked an apple pie, and the ruffians took it, pan and all - slicing it into thirds and jamming it into their mouths as they rode along. The empty pan they sent flying back at the outraged husband, nearly hitting him in the head.

At the second little holding they raided, the older son had threatened the Men with his sling shot, hitting one of the horses on the rump as they rode off. He yelled out after them and raised an angry fist. The Men laughed. ‘Little dolt! Is that all you weasels can muster!’

The Men turned south after their second raid, just a little east of Pincup. They had heard that there were some farms that way where pipe-weed was grown. Their own supply had grown short, and besides – pipe-weed farmers did a good trade. Perhaps there would be some coins and other items of interest if they were lucky.

Late afternoon found them in a little clearing, fixing to stay ‘til tomorrow morning. They had plenty of food and had built a small fire to make themselves a mess of fried taters and thick ham slices. ‘No point in going any further today, boys,’ Assiram said, picking a piece of ham from between his teeth with his ragged fingernail. ‘We’ll head down towards Longbottom tomorrow . . .’

10-13-2003, 01:15 PM	#74
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	October 31st Assiram returned to the stream and filled the waterskins. The horses were pegged to the picket line, and he loosed them; taking their reins, he led them to the stream to drink. Once they were secured in a patch of sweet grass and tasty leaved bushes, he hobbled them and let them graze. By now the other two were awake, and he hollered at them to get up. Helios sat up rubbing the sleep from his eyes, but Ahriman pulled the blanket over his head as her rolled to his other side. ‘None o’ that!’ growled Assiram, nudging him with the toe of his boot. ‘We’ve got to find us some food to get us by. And after that we had better find those Shire rats the chief wants us to hook up with.’ He spat a nasty looking gob on the ground. ‘Can’t imagine what use they’ll be to us.’ ____________________________ A short while later and a meager breakfast for the late risers, and they were on their way. They raided two outlying little holdings as they rode east toward Pincup – taking the fresh baked bread from both of them along with a smoked ham from the first and some taters and carrots from the second. One of the ladies had baked an apple pie, and the ruffians took it, pan and all - slicing it into thirds and jamming it into their mouths as they rode along. The empty pan they sent flying back at the outraged husband, nearly hitting him in the head. At the second little holding they raided, the older son had threatened the Men with his sling shot, hitting one of the horses on the rump as they rode off. He yelled out after them and raised an angry fist. The Men laughed. ‘Little dolt! Is that all you weasels can muster!’ The Men turned south after their second raid, just a little east of Pincup. They had heard that there were some farms that way where pipe-weed was grown. Their own supply had grown short, and besides – pipe-weed farmers did a good trade. Perhaps there would be some coins and other items of interest if they were lucky. Late afternoon found them in a little clearing, fixing to stay ‘til tomorrow morning. They had plenty of food and had built a small fire to make themselves a mess of fried taters and thick ham slices. ‘No point in going any further today, boys,’ Assiram said, picking a piece of ham from between his teeth with his ragged fingernail. ‘We’ll head down towards Longbottom tomorrow . . .’ __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.