[RPG][GLoL]Aid from a mansion(birth)

[Jos Groenewegen]

As he stares out of the window of his office in the family estate Gialon
suddenly notices movement down near the stables. Frowning slightly for an
instant he rises out of his chair, looking more carefully out of the window,
his icy blue eyes looking down into the darkness, seeing several shapes
outlined against the stable



Quickly walking towards his door, grabbing his sword and girthing it round
on the way, grasping a cloak and hanging it loosely around his shoulders
Gialon walks swiftly downwards, his mind flashing to his horse, wondering
what might be going on knowing the beast should not be disturbed. His
captain Engelbrecht rushes up out of the common room as he sees Gialon rush
past, falling in step behind Gialon swiftly after a short nod from the
knight.



As Gialon strides out into the winter air he shivers slightly for a moment
as the rush of cold air hits him, before striding up to the stables,
throwing open the door, one hand resting at the hilt of his blade. His eyes
look through the stables seeing one of the stable boys taking out several of
the horse blankets, handing them to two tired, hurried looking men, clad in
green.



Engelbrecht was already drawing his sword, but Gialon quickly put a calming
hand on his captain's shoulder, turning to the men, and saying in a stern,
commanding voice;

"You are here, gathering blankets, why, it is not what you'd be after if you
were here to rob us. So, why are you here?"



One of Laura's men, the men in green, was about to speak, when the other
quickly gave him an elbow to be quiet, bowing slightly, turning to Gialon
and saying in a hurried voice;

"Please Sir, a companion of ours is, very sick, all we require is some
blankets for her, nothing more, please just let us take them and be off, and
beg our pardon."



After those words the man rushed for the door of the stables back door, his
companion quickly following behind, yet in a few quick strides Gialon
reached the man, grabbing him by the shoulder, turning him round, pinning
him to the wall and saying coolly;

"If your companion is in that bad a state that you will not even explain
here at my estate, then you should ride, not walk, now explain, if you want
to walk out with those blankets."

As Gialon's icy blue eyes stared intently at the man, the green clad man
sighed slightly, saying in a rushed tone;

"Sir, please, a companion of ours is giving birth, in the woods, and its
winter, she'll die!"



Gialon eyed the man calmly intently, for a moment, before he gave a slight
nod, quickly attaching his cloak more firmly, before he said;

"Engelbrecht, gather some men and come after me, bring anything the cleaning
maids suggest, warm waters and the like I suppose. And you,*turning to the
man in green* take me to this companion of yours, swiftly, and take the
blankets."



Laura's man hesitated for a moment, before nodding slightly, quickly rushing
out of the stable, with the blankets, into the woods back towards the place
where Laura had been left. Gialon and the second of Laura's men followed
closely.



Galon's pose was cautious, his hand resting close to the hilt of his blades,
his eyes surveying the familiar surroundings close to his family's estate
carefully, hoping this wasn't some thieves trap, but realising the possible
consequences if he would do nothing.



Reaching the location where Laura had been left the man with the blankets
quickly rushed up towards a small roughly built shelter, an old healer at
work inside it.

As he rushed up after the man with the blankets, blankets just now given
over to the healer, a man sprang up, trying to block Gialon's path towards
the shelter.



Gialon shoved the man aside, walking resolutely towards the shelter, the old
healer springing up to block his view, but his eyes seeing past him, seeing
the unconcious form of Laura.



His eyes went wide for a moment, taking a step back, looking up to the old
healer, Robinson and saying quickly, resolutely;

"The princess of thieves, giving birth? This, is unexpected.*his eyes
trailed around the suddenly hostile faces of the men, his hand reaching
towards the hilt of his blade, altough he said swiftly* "I bear her no ill
will, my men are coming with further supplies altough, she would be better
served at my family's mansion, not far from here."



Seeing the men around him relax slightly Gialon untensed slightly, altough
his mind was a race with thoughts, Laura, giving birth, it must be Scion's
child, but hadn't Ziode said they were married, why the secrecy?



As the old healer fused over Laura again, quickly wrapping her in the
blankets, clearly more concerned with her now then with Gialon, Gialon
turned round, looking over the men around him, saying to a slightly better
clad one;

"So, do you mind telling me now, what is going on here, why the secrecy, you
must be Laura's men, why is she having a baby, here?"



Gialon untensed further as he heard Engelbrecht aproaching in the distance,
looking to the emmisary, waiting for a reply.


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Si hoc legere scis nimium eruditionis habes
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