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littlemanpoet · 06-07-2006, 09:14 PM

Eodwine was quiet as Garstan, Thornden, and Deren talked among themselves. There was much his mind was turning on.

Eorl of Middle Emnet who can't even keep a guest out of harms' way. It was a good thing the Queen had turned the search for Linduial over to the capable hands of Haleth, for Eodwine was at a loss. He had talked with great confidence last night to Haleth about what they must do, but now that he thought over what had been said, he realized that Haleth had probably just been picking his brain and been playing trickster's advocate. Eorl of Middle Emnet who can't organize a proper search party, who freezes with indecision and shock at the cropping up of bad news. Something bad happens, Eodwine, and you lose all your mien. You fake. You belong on the open road with good Flíthaf, not in a Mead Hall playing at lording it. Fool of a Messenger. You should have kept to your lore keeping. He sighed and kept a bright appearing face so that his three cronies would not notice his foul thought.

He had dreamed of Kayðra again. He wished he knew surely whether he had found her corpse, or whether he had merely dreamed it fourteen years ago. He saw clearly the charred remnants of the farmstead, saw burned into his thought the blackened bodies three, of wife, daughter, and son. Surely he had not dreamt it?

He barely felt that he could put his mind properly to the search for Linduial, so weighted he felt with two nights of dreams in a row of Kayðra. Was she alive, telling him to come find her? Or was she merely a ghost suddenly haunting his dreams? If a ghost, why? Were the dead jealous of the living? Was she warning him away from Saeryn?

Haleth was speaking. Words of thanks and the piecings together of a plan.

"What?" Eodwine said, "He's calling me?"

"Yes, lord," said Thornden.

Eodwine made his way forward through the crowd; the other three were close on his heels. It seemed Haleth had a list of names. It was something to do with the search for Linduial. Likely kidnappers? Haleth was asking for suggestions as to what to do? Eodwine's thought was too far flung. He hardly knew what he was being asked. He cleared his throat.

"I defer, Haleth, Eoredlord, to your wisdom in the matter. I am yours to command as you see fit."

06-07-2006, 09:14 PM	#18
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Eodwine was quiet as Garstan, Thornden, and Deren talked among themselves. There was much his mind was turning on. Eorl of Middle Emnet who can't even keep a guest out of harms' way. It was a good thing the Queen had turned the search for Linduial over to the capable hands of Haleth, for Eodwine was at a loss. He had talked with great confidence last night to Haleth about what they must do, but now that he thought over what had been said, he realized that Haleth had probably just been picking his brain and been playing trickster's advocate. Eorl of Middle Emnet who can't organize a proper search party, who freezes with indecision and shock at the cropping up of bad news. Something bad happens, Eodwine, and you lose all your mien. You fake. You belong on the open road with good Flíthaf, not in a Mead Hall playing at lording it. Fool of a Messenger. You should have kept to your lore keeping. He sighed and kept a bright appearing face so that his three cronies would not notice his foul thought. He had dreamed of Kayðra again. He wished he knew surely whether he had found her corpse, or whether he had merely dreamed it fourteen years ago. He saw clearly the charred remnants of the farmstead, saw burned into his thought the blackened bodies three, of wife, daughter, and son. Surely he had not dreamt it? He barely felt that he could put his mind properly to the search for Linduial, so weighted he felt with two nights of dreams in a row of Kayðra. Was she alive, telling him to come find her? Or was she merely a ghost suddenly haunting his dreams? If a ghost, why? Were the dead jealous of the living? Was she warning him away from Saeryn? Haleth was speaking. Words of thanks and the piecings together of a plan. "What?" Eodwine said, "He's calling me?" "Yes, lord," said Thornden. Eodwine made his way forward through the crowd; the other three were close on his heels. It seemed Haleth had a list of names. It was something to do with the search for Linduial. Likely kidnappers? Haleth was asking for suggestions as to what to do? Eodwine's thought was too far flung. He hardly knew what he was being asked. He cleared his throat. "I defer, Haleth, Eoredlord, to your wisdom in the matter. I am yours to command as you see fit."