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Re: Fort Broniant

Postby Raca Toron » Mon Apr 27, 2009 11:31 pm

The fort is dark and the moon and stars shrouded by cloud when the two horsemen approach the Fort from Sinya Palurin. One, the larger of the two, sits stiffly in his saddle, as though aching from a long jouney with little rest, and the other slumps in her horse, her head drooped as if dozing, allowing her horse to follow the other.

As they reach the walls the man pushes back the hood of his cloak, to reveal his face in the light of the gates. Gren dismounts from his horse and calls up to one of the Order men standing guard to open the gates. As the gates ease open he shakes the woman gently and she stirs getting of her horse sleepily. Entering the fort Gren leads both his and Tornwins horses into the fort and speaks briefly with the guard before leading the horses to the stables, Tornwin following behind.

Before long the two head into the pavilion set up for the Order within the fort and Gren talks quickly with several of the men still up while Tornwin sits at a stool and slowly starts to drift off. Seeing her state Gren motions her towards a pallet to sleep. The conversation lasts a little longer until with a large yawn Gren excuses himself and heads stiffly to the tent set out for Sir Kalistan and going to sleep on the small squires pallet on the floor inside.
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Re: Fort Broniant

Postby Raca Toron » Tue Apr 28, 2009 12:08 am

Hours pass and Gren slips into a deep sleep, his breathing becoming slow and deep. For a time his face becomes relaxed and serine as he sleeps, care lines flattening and a faint smile coming to his lips, but then his body contorts as though wracked with pain and a fearful look passes over his face, though he remains unconscious. Muscles twitch as though he runs from something in his dream and the shadows in the room grow longer and seem to shift, sweat breaks out across his forehead and his mouth opens in a soundless cry.

Within the tent a faint beating noise becomes audible, the rhythm steady and its volume rising. The set of Gren's face becomes more determined and his thrashing more forceful. Several small cuts appear across his body, only to fade leaving lines as though only scratched. As quickly as it begun the beats stop and Gren goes still, the shadows once again returned to their normal length.

A light breeze shifts blankets and the beat is heard again faintly. Gren shifts in his sleep mumbling words to himself and the breeze picks up, setting the light to wavering and the beat is louder, carrying words upon its rhythm "Find...Lost". Gren's words become audible now, his words clearer but still mumbled "What do you want?". Again the wind passes through the room carrying the words on the beat "Find what was lost". Gren twists in his blankets and the light in the room grows brighter as though it were mid day outside. The wind grows stronger, knocking over candlesticks and scattering papers across the room. The beat becomes strong and insistent and the words become forceful "Find what was lost. Find what was lost. Find what was lost." Gren shakes as though the words are being drilled into him and cries out loudly in his sleep "What was lost? What must I find?". The wind dies one final time and the beat stops, leaving one final whisper to echo round the tent "Find me". The light fades and Gren slumps into the pallet lifelessly.
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It was all going so well until, snow ninjas

Even the smallest light shines in the darkness

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Re: Fort Broniant

Postby Raca Toron » Tue Apr 28, 2009 12:16 am

Gren sits bolt upright in his pallet. The sweat soaked blankets sticking to him as he rises shakily. He looks around the room at the havoc that the wind caused and is just moving for the small basin in the tent when a handful of armed guards burst in wearing the uniform of the Order. Gren raises his hands in a pacifying manner and the weapons are lowered. The guards begin to enquire as to the state of the room but Gren mearly washes his face briefly and throws on a loose pair of trousers. He slings a shirt on as he leaves the tent, making vague promises of an explanation tomorrow. One of the guards catches his eye briefly and shies back from the crazed look he receives. Now sparsely clothed Gren makes his way across the courtyard, ignoring comments from people he passes and makes his way into the fort and down into the catacombs and the library they hold.
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Re: Fort Broniant

Postby Dusty » Wed May 06, 2009 4:22 pm

*A mounted Mektar soldier gallops into the fort and retrieves another saddled horse, on his way out he relays a message to his Captain and then holding onto the rains of the other horses canters out back towards his post. The Captain mean while leaves the gate room and heads straight into the Keep.
Twenty minutes later Sir Kalistan enters the Fort on horse back greets the soldiers who welcome him with friendly cheers and heads over to his pavilion, where he dismounts and hands the rains to one of his squires who leads the horse to the stables. Inside the pavilion he is greeted by Sir Raain a Knight of Mektar, who welcomes him and tells him that the generals are in the Keep about to have a meeting. Once Sir Raain leaves Sir Kalistan removes his gear and has a wash, leaving the tent freshly dressed moments later, though with an irritated look on his face at the state of his room, to enter the Keep and up to the command centre*

(o.o.c. Could you let me know what is happening in Gweria at the moment)

*A short while later he emerges and though tired beyond belief Sir Kalistan heads down to the Pavillion to meet Aquarius.
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