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Mithalwen · 09-23-2015, 07:32 AM

Elfthain taking a piece for himself, nodded in agreement, grateful at last for his mother's insistence that he carry the cumbersome jar of leavening with him. He also agreed with Léof about the responsibilities that riding incurred.

"Aye, my dad took my saddle off me when I left it uncleaned once too often. I had to ride bareback 'til he was sure I had learnt my lesson.. taught me to stick on though: you had better not let Ruairi see Saffy unless you want her put off stablework for life... she is a determined little thing, from what I have seen, so if she decides she wants to ride, I guess she will find a way."

Elfthain cocked his head straining to hear over the general background noise of the hall. "Is that rain again?" he queried "I shall have a wet ride on a grumpy horse then... lovely"

Folwren · 09-25-2015, 02:10 PM

It took Eoghan a minute or two, walking between the tables and looking for Thornden and Léof. He went relatively unnoticed by the men seated at the tables. A few greeted him, and one or two reached out to rumple his hair as he passed, but he ignored most of them. He found Leof and the others at last and crawled up by Thornden. Javan, seated next to his brother, shifted to make room for Eoghan.

As he climbed up and settled on the bench, he heard Elfthain regretfully announcing that it was raining again. Eoghan imitated his expression of listening and after a moment he, too, heard the gentle patter of rain. He made a face and looked at Léof.

“Maybe the weather will be better tomorrow,” he said sadly. “I was going to ask Papa about learning to ride, but I don't know where he is.”

Thornden overhead him and glanced about the hall. Eodwine was nowhere in sight.

“The horses will wait,” he said, comfortingly

Kara came up behind them and served Eoghan a bowl of porridge. As the child tucked in, Thornden continued the conversation with the men around him.

“If it is raining hard today, there is not much for anyone to do out of doors. Elfthain's story has made me think that perhaps it would not be a foolish idea to use this day in cleaning the leather. We can bring them in. Perhaps today will not be another entire waste of time.”

littlemanpoet · 09-26-2015, 07:43 AM

“Elfthain brought it for us," Ruari said with big eyes and sweet smile, holding the honey jar up as if to offer it to Rowenna.

The little trickster. Rowenna couldn't help a half grin. "You made off with it, didn't you."

It was not a question, and was not meant to be. Rowenna knelt down and stuck her finger into the honey, came up with a dollop on her finger and licked it clean, winking at the girl, whose eyes widened and mouth parted in surprise and a sudden grin.

"Your turn," she said, licking her lips. "Here, hand the jar to me and I'll hold it for you."

Folwren · 09-26-2015, 02:07 PM

Ruari handed the jar to Rowenna, but she hesitated a second before trying the tempting nectar. She knew that what she was doing was wrong. Hadn't she been told this was special stuff, to be shared with others? Hadn't her mother essentially told her that she was to have none of it for breakfast? Why was Rowenna offering it to her? Was she trying to trap her?

Rowenna wouldn't do that. No one, not even Ruari herself, would be that mean and tricky.

Ruari dipped her finger in up to the first joint and and stuck it in her mouth. She stared solemnly up at Rowenna as she savored the thick, sweet taste.

Firefoot · 09-27-2015, 06:31 PM

“Yes, and it will be a good chance to check everything over and see if anything needs mending,” Léof agreed. He took a bite of his porridge before adding, “Also, if we have the supplies on hand, it might be useful to make a batch of leather soap. If the weather keeps up like this, we’ll be using plenty of it.”

The sounds of spoons scraping bowls and chewing dominated for a few minutes. Léof considered the newcomer across the table. He had spoken to Elfthain only briefly since meeting him a couple days ago, but his first impression was favorable: polite and conscientious in his care for his horse, who was herself a good-tempered mare. "Elfthain, do you think you'll be staying for long?" he asked.

Mithalwen · 09-28-2015, 02:48 PM

"I am expected to return with the waggons, Léof", replied Elfthain. "but I have not heard when they are to depart - I made an early start on Saffy's grooming in case it was today - but this rain makes that unlikely. The drivers aren't keen with the going so heavy". He paused to take a mouthful of porridge. "But if we wait for it to dry out we could be here for ages".

He didn't mind delaying the journey too much for himself - camping, in deep mud was not his idea of fun. And if the weather was as bad at home he wouldn't have able to do much work with his new horse anyway. It was going to be enough to exercise the steady and surefooted Safran in current conditions.

09-23-2015, 07:32 AM	#1
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	Elfthain taking a piece for himself, nodded in agreement, grateful at last for his mother's insistence that he carry the cumbersome jar of leavening with him. He also agreed with Léof about the responsibilities that riding incurred. "Aye, my dad took my saddle off me when I left it uncleaned once too often. I had to ride bareback 'til he was sure I had learnt my lesson.. taught me to stick on though: you had better not let Ruairi see Saffy unless you want her put off stablework for life... she is a determined little thing, from what I have seen, so if she decides she wants to ride, I guess she will find a way." Elfthain cocked his head straining to hear over the general background noise of the hall. "Is that rain again?" he queried "I shall have a wet ride on a grumpy horse then... lovely" Last edited by Mithalwen; 09-23-2015 at 09:30 AM.

09-25-2015, 02:10 PM	#2
Folwren Messenger of Hope Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States. Posts: 5,076	It took Eoghan a minute or two, walking between the tables and looking for Thornden and Léof. He went relatively unnoticed by the men seated at the tables. A few greeted him, and one or two reached out to rumple his hair as he passed, but he ignored most of them. He found Leof and the others at last and crawled up by Thornden. Javan, seated next to his brother, shifted to make room for Eoghan. As he climbed up and settled on the bench, he heard Elfthain regretfully announcing that it was raining again. Eoghan imitated his expression of listening and after a moment he, too, heard the gentle patter of rain. He made a face and looked at Léof. “Maybe the weather will be better tomorrow,” he said sadly. “I was going to ask Papa about learning to ride, but I don't know where he is.” Thornden overhead him and glanced about the hall. Eodwine was nowhere in sight. “The horses will wait,” he said, comfortingly Kara came up behind them and served Eoghan a bowl of porridge. As the child tucked in, Thornden continued the conversation with the men around him. “If it is raining hard today, there is not much for anyone to do out of doors. Elfthain's story has made me think that perhaps it would not be a foolish idea to use this day in cleaning the leather. We can bring them in. Perhaps today will not be another entire waste of time.” Last edited by Folwren; 09-25-2015 at 07:39 PM.

09-26-2015, 07:43 AM	#3
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Rowenna with Ruari “Elfthain brought it for us," Ruari said with big eyes and sweet smile, holding the honey jar up as if to offer it to Rowenna. The little trickster. Rowenna couldn't help a half grin. "You made off with it, didn't you." It was not a question, and was not meant to be. Rowenna knelt down and stuck her finger into the honey, came up with a dollop on her finger and licked it clean, winking at the girl, whose eyes widened and mouth parted in surprise and a sudden grin. "Your turn," she said, licking her lips. "Here, hand the jar to me and I'll hold it for you."

09-27-2015, 06:31 PM	#5
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	Léof “Yes, and it will be a good chance to check everything over and see if anything needs mending,” Léof agreed. He took a bite of his porridge before adding, “Also, if we have the supplies on hand, it might be useful to make a batch of leather soap. If the weather keeps up like this, we’ll be using plenty of it.” The sounds of spoons scraping bowls and chewing dominated for a few minutes. Léof considered the newcomer across the table. He had spoken to Elfthain only briefly since meeting him a couple days ago, but his first impression was favorable: polite and conscientious in his care for his horse, who was herself a good-tempered mare. "Elfthain, do you think you'll be staying for long?" he asked.

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09-26-2015, 02:07 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	Ruari handed the jar to Rowenna, but she hesitated a second before trying the tempting nectar. She knew that what she was doing was wrong. Hadn't she been told this was special stuff, to be shared with others? Hadn't her mother essentially told her that she was to have none of it for breakfast? Why was Rowenna offering it to her? Was she trying to trap her? Rowenna wouldn't do that. No one, not even Ruari herself, would be that mean and tricky. Ruari dipped her finger in up to the first joint and and stuck it in her mouth. She stared solemnly up at Rowenna as she savored the thick, sweet taste.

09-28-2015, 02:48 PM	#6
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	"I am expected to return with the waggons, Léof", replied Elfthain. "but I have not heard when they are to depart - I made an early start on Saffy's grooming in case it was today - but this rain makes that unlikely. The drivers aren't keen with the going so heavy". He paused to take a mouthful of porridge. "But if we wait for it to dry out we could be here for ages". He didn't mind delaying the journey too much for himself - camping, in deep mud was not his idea of fun. And if the weather was as bad at home he wouldn't have able to do much work with his new horse anyway. It was going to be enough to exercise the steady and surefooted Safran in current conditions.