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Firefoot · 02-09-2012, 09:09 PM

Léof exchanged a look with Javan over the top of Ledwyn’s head. For his part, it contained relief, both that the woman was no longer upset and that she was here to take care of her own son, as well as general confusion over her reaction. She sounded… happy, as she introduced herself. Why was she smiling like that?

Best not to question it.

“I’m Léof, and this is Javan,” he said in reply. He paused, not sure whether this conversation was over and he should leave, or if he ought to say more. “Um… Do you need any more help? A bandage for Theolain’s hand?”

Galadriel55 · 02-10-2012, 02:58 PM

“Um… Do you need any more help? A bandage for Theolain’s hand?” Léof asked.

“If you would be so kind,” Ledwyn said, sobering up. She reminded herself that she was still a stranger here. “Without them he will pick on the blisters, or scratch the burn if it gets itchy.”

Firefoot · 02-20-2012, 03:18 PM

“Of course,” said Léof. He glanced at Javan and jerked his head in the direction of the kitchen where there were kept some basic medical supplies. The pair headed off.

As soon as they were out of earshot Léof commented, “Sounds like it’s not the first time that’s happened. I don’t know much about children but that one doesn’t seem very smart…”

Folwren · 02-20-2012, 08:20 PM

Javan couldn’t claim to know much more about kids. He shrugged his shoulders. “Eh, but he’s tough. He didn’t cry much after the initial surprise. I think he was angry!”

They went into the kitchen together and paused on the threshold. Saeryn looked over at them.

“What do you need, Léof?” she asked.

Firefoot · 02-21-2012, 06:24 PM

“Bandages, and some salve for burns, if there is any,” Léof said. “The little boy Theolain burned his hand pretty badly in the hearth.” Seeing Saeryn’s alarm, Léof hastened to add, “He seems to be alright, mostly, and his mother’s with him now.”

littlemanpoet · 02-28-2012, 04:20 AM

Eodwine and Laerdil had noticed the entire goings on since the boy had screamed in pain. Now the boy's hand was in a pail of water.

Laerdil set down his harp and pulled a small package from his pack. Eodwine could smell a faint odor of wood and leaf. The Elf rose and broke a piece of something dark green. He went over to Ledwyn and the boy, and knelt down.

"May I put this in the water? It might help soothe the boy's hand."

Galadriel55 · 02-28-2012, 09:25 PM

The Elf that Ledwyn saw earlier came over to her and Theolain. She instinctively drew her son slightly closer to herself, and greeted the stranger with a wary gaze. Theolain, taking advantage of the shift of her attention, drew his hand out of the water and showed it to the Elf with a proud look on his face.

"May I put this in the water? It might help soothe the boy's hand," the Elf said. He did not sound like a web-weaver or sorcerer from the stories her grandmother used to tell Ledwyn when she was a child. They always had voices that lulled riders to sleep, made them forget about their duties, homes, and families, and ensnared their hearts in webs of treachery.

He did not sound like that. Nothing majestic, magical, or ensnaring. Just a simple, kind, gentle voice, soft and musical, only a little sad. And wise. She would believe the voice, but it was Theolain that the Dwimordene Elf wished to practice his healing on. What if the he thought to enthrall him? His folk have enthralled riders that came too close to their land with their secret arts. She had to know that this is no foul trick.

“What is this herb? Is it like the ones the renowned Healers of Gondor use? It is not…” Ledwyn thought about the word for a moment. “…magic?”

02-28-2012, 04:20 AM	#6
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Eodwine and Laerdil had noticed the entire goings on since the boy had screamed in pain. Now the boy's hand was in a pail of water. Laerdil set down his harp and pulled a small package from his pack. Eodwine could smell a faint odor of wood and leaf. The Elf rose and broke a piece of something dark green. He went over to Ledwyn and the boy, and knelt down. "May I put this in the water? It might help soothe the boy's hand." Last edited by littlemanpoet; 02-28-2012 at 10:51 AM.

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02-09-2012, 09:09 PM	#1
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	Léof exchanged a look with Javan over the top of Ledwyn’s head. For his part, it contained relief, both that the woman was no longer upset and that she was here to take care of her own son, as well as general confusion over her reaction. She sounded… happy, as she introduced herself. Why was she smiling like that? Best not to question it. “I’m Léof, and this is Javan,” he said in reply. He paused, not sure whether this conversation was over and he should leave, or if he ought to say more. “Um… Do you need any more help? A bandage for Theolain’s hand?”

02-10-2012, 02:58 PM	#2
Galadriel55 Blossom of Dwimordene Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: The realm of forgotten words Posts: 10,493	“Um… Do you need any more help? A bandage for Theolain’s hand?” Léof asked. “If you would be so kind,” Ledwyn said, sobering up. She reminded herself that she was still a stranger here. “Without them he will pick on the blisters, or scratch the burn if it gets itchy.”

02-20-2012, 03:18 PM	#3
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	“Of course,” said Léof. He glanced at Javan and jerked his head in the direction of the kitchen where there were kept some basic medical supplies. The pair headed off. As soon as they were out of earshot Léof commented, “Sounds like it’s not the first time that’s happened. I don’t know much about children but that one doesn’t seem very smart…”

02-20-2012, 08:20 PM	#4
Folwren Messenger of Hope Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States. Posts: 5,076	Javan couldn’t claim to know much more about kids. He shrugged his shoulders. “Eh, but he’s tough. He didn’t cry much after the initial surprise. I think he was angry!” They went into the kitchen together and paused on the threshold. Saeryn looked over at them. “What do you need, Léof?” she asked.

02-21-2012, 06:24 PM	#5
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	“Bandages, and some salve for burns, if there is any,” Léof said. “The little boy Theolain burned his hand pretty badly in the hearth.” Seeing Saeryn’s alarm, Léof hastened to add, “He seems to be alright, mostly, and his mother’s with him now.”

02-28-2012, 09:25 PM	#7
Galadriel55 Blossom of Dwimordene Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: The realm of forgotten words Posts: 10,493	The Elf that Ledwyn saw earlier came over to her and Theolain. She instinctively drew her son slightly closer to herself, and greeted the stranger with a wary gaze. Theolain, taking advantage of the shift of her attention, drew his hand out of the water and showed it to the Elf with a proud look on his face. "May I put this in the water? It might help soothe the boy's hand," the Elf said. He did not sound like a web-weaver or sorcerer from the stories her grandmother used to tell Ledwyn when she was a child. They always had voices that lulled riders to sleep, made them forget about their duties, homes, and families, and ensnared their hearts in webs of treachery. He did not sound like that. Nothing majestic, magical, or ensnaring. Just a simple, kind, gentle voice, soft and musical, only a little sad. And wise. She would believe the voice, but it was Theolain that the Dwimordene Elf wished to practice his healing on. What if the he thought to enthrall him? His folk have enthralled riders that came too close to their land with their secret arts. She had to know that this is no foul trick. “What is this herb? Is it like the ones the renowned Healers of Gondor use? It is not…” Ledwyn thought about the word for a moment. “…magic?”