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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2004
Posts: 704
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There were loud voices and the sound of someone moving along on the roof. Will set down the apple he was munching on and went out to investigate. There was Primrose, balancing on her crutches, and Rhys, who’d come in with the cart and two horses, Both were looking up at the roof where Gable sat, looking quite forlorn, and a little embarrassed.
A brief conference with Rhys, and the explanation that the Elf had managed to nail her sleeve to the roof was discussed. Will stepped quickly back into the stable and fetched a small crowbar along with a pair of pliers from the work-table. ‘You’ll have to be the one to go up,’ he said to Rhys. ‘Got a bum arm myself, or I’d do it.’ He stepped to the ladder and put his right hand on it to steady it for the man. |
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Desultory Dwimmerlaik
Join Date: Mar 2002
Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat.....
Posts: 7,779
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Rhys waved to the cart where his sister and Granny Greenhill waited. He stuffed the pliers in his pocket and secured the little crowbar in the waistband of his breeches. Will had cautioned him about one of the lower steps on the ladder; it being the cause of the afternoon’s mishap to Primrose and to Will. Rhy’s legs were much longer than the Hobbits’ and he stepped passed the broken rung easily.
In a short time he had climbed up to the roof and onto it. In the fading evening light he managed to see where the nail had pinned down the sleeve. Inserting the little crowbar under its head, he pried up the offending spike and used the pliers to pull it all the way off. With her sleeve now freed from captivity, he helped Gable to the edge of the roof and down onto the ladder. |
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