[RPG] [OT] Warrior no more.

[kathleen stalnaker]

Eiyrn <eiryn at pcisys.net> wrote:        Enough was far too much.  The stark nature of the man and land she loved finally overwhelmed her.  Even the days in the war torn hamlet on the border of Gadlock and and Salta seemed more pleasant than the last few months in Outer Tilog.
 
 Tears streamed down her face as she had a crisis of faith.  Despyria was there for her no more.  She had the chance to follow or make her own mark somewhere else but she passed... all for him.  Maybe at long last she was a silly little girl with silly little dreams.  She longed for something more, something missing.  Peace?  Her smile was wane through the steady pour of tears and sobs of lose and betrayal... but it was genuine.  In her loss she might have found herself she mulled the idea over.  Peace?
 
 The gates closed barred and locked after her.  The siege doors were slammed shut, barred and it would take an army to get in there, as her own manned the walls of the house on the hill.  They seemed to shut out the cries of "shut up you ragging, bitch, whore!" She rushed through the door and went to the nursery, finding a frightened and unnerved wet nurse tending her child...feeling the weigh of the sword on her hip and the armor she had wore to reclaim Nidalery she took it out and looked at it.  it bwas a very nice sword, very Tilogian, very deadly.  He had given it to her.  When he was trying her to use a sword it had been his gift to her.  She put it to her knee in anger and was ready to break it to spite him... then the thought rolled through her head again.  Peace.
 
 She striped off the sword and armor and laid them out and instructed they be packed, like a present.  She bathed as was always her and Despyria's habit, one Alynna feel out of as of recently.  She put a clean dress and felt refreshed and almost new... if heartbroken and devastated.  Then she went to Eryn and the word rage in her ears.  Peace.  She held out her hands to her baby, her depression after birth finally seemed to lift and her breast hurt like they still tended to do with the milk she rarely nursed with but still had flow.  She nursed her daughter now and did so without the attitude that she was being set upon and they seemed be bonding.
 
 The nurse spoke to Eryn in hushed tones in the language she knew Alynna didn't understand.  'It is ok precious,' The wet nurse spoke in the foreign tongue, 'your mommy seemed to be sane right now...' the wet nurse eyed Alynna with a worried look not understanding the change.
 
 'Mommy is sane from now on my precious baby girl, Mommy's Peace.' Alynna spoke in the foriegn dialect perfectly without Tilogian accent.  It was Alynna language at last, she had picked the nurse for her ability and the fact of where she was from.  The woman was of Gadlock... as was Alynna.  'Thank you, you have taken great care of Eryn and I loved the name from the moment you started mutter it to her.  We will be leaving soon, I have one more thing I must do before before we are free of this life... you are welcome to come with, in fact i hope i do not presume too much because I think I will need you.'
 
 The nurse tripped over herself at the sudden change and revelation of her Mistress.  They packed quickly and used an underground tunnel to leave by...
 
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 The armor, sword, and a letter was delivered to the Outer Tilog General.
 
 My love,
 
 I am finding a different life, this one as some many are reminding me just doesn't work.  I am not Despyria and I can not the laughing stock 'whor' either. Angus I needed a protector and a hero. I needed a man that would defend my honor no matter what.  And ultimately when my nobility itself was questioned you couldn't manage one kind word.  Maybe I was just a silly girl, but now I have more, I have a daughter that can not be raised like this.  She needs a healthy diet and atmosphere.  That will not happen here.
 
 I had a life before Despyria rescued me, and I was a different person.  I think I will find her again... and explain...
 
 Angus you were my first romantic love, and I think my last.   But I have a new love now, Eryn.  I think you know as well I it means peace.  She is my peace and in her I will find mine let her find her own way.  I will never stop loving you and the door will never be closed.  So if you find your way out of the darkness, or I find my way back in maybe, maybe... or maybe I am still a silly girl.  It is better than the alternative.
 
 I don't think I will be needing these thing anymore,
 
 With all my heart, 
 
 Alynna
 
Anger...no rage coursed through Angus as he red the letter as he looked at the armour and the sword...

Never had he called her a silly girl or even implied she was a silly girl...he knew well she wasn't.  

If she chose to believe these things about him then he had perhaps been wrong about her...but never would he think her a silly girl...

He unsheathed the sword and looked at the blade...it was sharp...well balanced...and would provide a pleasantly painful death...he contemplated whose painful death it should cause....his own or some other fools.

He thought of Eryn...and how selfish Alynna had been to take her from him...she was not just Alynna's child...but if that was the game Alynna wished to play then let her play it...he would seek out the child...and bring her home when the time was right for such a thing to happen.

He sheathed the sword again...and gave it to Edgar to put up for safekeeping...one day it would find someone to weild it...a daughter or a niece it was uncertain which...but the sword would find it's keeper...of that he was certain.

He penned a quick letter to Alynna....

"Alynna,

May you find what you seek...what you desire...not all is what it seems...Take good care of yourself and Eyrn and know taht you always have my heart...you and the child."

Angus"





"Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?

from Sabriel by Garth Nix

 



 			
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