Swan Wood - RPG

[Taralphiel]

Taralphiel sat out in the garden, a small courtyard in the middle of the house, which most halls opened out onto. There were blooming Jasmine and other scented trees, and climbers weavingover the walls. The courtyard also held the tombstones of the family, and would soon be the resting place for Sir Thagon Kestler, of the order of the Rose.

Taralphiel sat and pondered why a man so proud and bold deserved a death such as that, and a restong place so far from his home. Though she thought of countless others who were the same, undeserving of their end. Her husband was only one.

She gripped at the cold stone bench, unable to put to any language what she felt, and one word. She simply sat there, and said nothing as a messenger bowed quickly before her and delivered a message.

'Milady, word from Lady Laurel. She says that the Village was attacked, and that the results are not favourable. She has also confirmed that Sir Cartil has been captured but is still alive. There is also a message here for Sir Rudhchamion, from his kin...'

Taralphiel looked up at the young man. 'Thankyou. I shall give you a reply when you have rested well. You have earnt it' She walked through the House when she came across Annanoldowen, and told her the news. She too, was filled with pain.

She did not have to wait long before she found Rudhchamion, and presented him with his cousins message. The look on his face lightened 'It will be good to know what they have gotten themselves up to' he said. Taralphiel lay an old hand on his shoulder 'You need rest my friend. You have worked hard, and suffered indeed. Please, rest a little while'

Rudhchamion did not have time to reply before Annunfuin presented himself.

'Lady Taralphiel, I have news for you...'