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Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by Jerusha on April 23, 2018, 09:26:50 pm »
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear....
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Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Ghosts of the Past
« Last post by Bynw on April 23, 2018, 08:40:24 pm »
He had been watching the ferry crossing for several days. Gazing through the small Shiral crystal he kept with his personal things. Random lookings as time permited the opportunity to watch. And seeing the dirty, torn, and bloodied Lendor tunic at the rivers edge meant that his steadfast watching has finally paid off. The Morgan and his friends will soon be in the Palace.

Feyd smiled. He carefully wrapped the shiral crystal back up and stored it gently. He aquired his other things. Those that he would need at the Palace. He then dressed in his fineres that would be fitting for his character, the role he would play out at the Palace. Entering with a number of other foreign guests this day. None would notice one extra minor lord among their number.

The persona was well established, this was not his first trip to Rhemuth after all. He had business here before dealing with an inconvenient Deryni. The Portal here was well hidden and forgotten by most. Like many of the ones he uses in his travels. Everything was set and ready. He says a brief prayer before heading to the Palace himself.
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Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Ghosts of the Past
« Last post by Jerusha on April 23, 2018, 07:53:29 pm »
Darcy Cameron was enjoying his ride beside Lady Aliset.  And although it was not charitable, Lord Jaxom’s discomfiture riding behind them did not bother him at all.  It was now late afternoon, and what had started as small villages springing up beside the road had became larger centres of population.  While previously they had the road to themselves, they now shared the road with travellers on foot, merchant’s carts and those Darcy guessed to be mounted messengers.  He was used to bustling port towns, but nothing in his experience prepared him for the grandeur of Rhemuth when it appeared before them.  He almost pulled up Sigrun to stop and look, but caught himself in time and continued forward.

“They call it Rhemuth the Beautiful,” Aliset said beside him.

“That she is," Darcy replied, and tried not to stare and the grandeur before him.  Beyond the waters of the river Eirian, Darcy could see the formidable walls of the city.  The spires of the Cathedral of Saint George could be made out in the distance, and beyond that the towers of Rhemuth Castle.  Darcy was determined not to be awestruck, but it was difficult.

The road became even more crowded as they approached King’s Landing.  They would have to take the ferry across the Eirian to enter the city proper.  There were many travellers wanting to make the crossing before sunset; after sunset the ferry closed for the night.  Sir Washburn sent one of Jaxom’s men to assert their place among the waiting travellers. 

The man returned looking apologetic.  “We will have to await our turn, Sir Washburn,” he said hesitantly.  “There are other noble parties in front of us, not to mention merchants of note.”

Washburn bristled and then realized that the sorry state of their combined appearances did nothing to help their cause.  No squire held his Lendour banner aloft to announce his presence.  Even Lord Jaxom was looking less than dapper by now.  Nevertheless, the Lendour stag embellishing his tunic should stand them in good stead.  He rode forward to address the ferryman.

“Master Ferryman, I am Sir Washburn Morgan.  I am under orders to report to King Kelson before nightfall.  I request passage for myself and my party as soon as possible.”

The ferryman looked up at the tall knight before him seated on the black destrier.  The tunic was dusty, stained and torn, but the ferryman remembered providing passage to the Duke of Corwyn several days before.  There could be no doubting the resemblance.  He bowed.

“My lord,” the ferryman responded.  “I can have you on the next ferry after this one.  This one is fully loaded and about to cast off.  It will be faster to put you and your party on the next one, rather than unload and reload this one.”

“That will do,” Washburn said with a nod.  “We’ll form up and be ready to board.”  He motioned for the rest of the party to come forward.

Once the next ferry was in position at the loading dock, they dismounted and lead their horses on board.  Darcy felt quite at home on the brief journey across the river.  Once the crossing was complete and they were again on dry land, they remounted and rode forward to enter the destination of their long and arduous journey, Rhemuth.
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Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by DerynifanK on April 23, 2018, 07:15:20 pm »
At last the walls and towers of Rhemuth, what a relief! Can'take wait to hear what Darcy thinks of it. Great post Revanne.
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Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by Jerusha on April 23, 2018, 06:32:31 pm »
I'll have to consult the Codex, but since Darcy has never seen Rhemuth before, perhaps we'll have a go at it.
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Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by Laurna on April 23, 2018, 05:11:58 pm »
Wonderfull Addition, Revanne!. Love it.
Now, who wants to describe the welcome view of the walls and towers of Rhemuth first?
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Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Ghosts of the Past
« Last post by revanne on April 23, 2018, 04:57:41 pm »
Columcil felt some surprise at how comfortable he was being in company with Washburn as they rode along, even relaxing enough to laugh out loud at the young lord's jokes, and it seemed that the ease was reciprocated. He was not convinced that Shadow felt the same at the company he was keeping, the stallion did not even deign to glance at the shaggy border pony ambling at his flank and every now and then looked backward at his rider as if to say "if we go any slower, we'll be going backwards." Though he was enjoying this slow meander through the lush summer countryside, here in the fertile heartland of Gwynedd, after a time Columcil began to feel as twitchy as Shadow. This after all was no summer excursion but the last stage of a desperate journey, with information which they must lay before the king. Thinking thus, his anxieties about that coming encounter with his Majesty began to fill his mind and he was just plucking up his courage to speak more seriously to his companion when Sir Washburn was summoned forward by Sir Jaxom and Columcil was left to ride by himself.

By this stage in their journey together, stout-hearted Spean adjusted his pace to keep up with the other horses without Columcil having to pay very much attention, and he found that there was nothing to distract him from his worries, not even when Spean suddenly broke into a canter in the wake of Sigrun and Papillon. As Spean's hooves beat rhymically on the dry ground the same phrases echoed round Columcil's head, "What if he knows me for who I am? What if Duke Dhugal is there. What if...? What if...?" If only Duke Kelric had come with them, and could have spoken to Archbishop Duncan on his behalf. He berated himself for his selfishness when people were being slaughtered in their beds and the kingdom was in danger but he seemed unable to help himself. He had met the King once before as a seminarian when there had been a royal visit to Arx Fidei. He remembered bowing low and hearing a voice speaking gracious words, and himself muttering foolish nothings in reply, in the manner of ordinary folk meeting royalty. But this time the King's attention would be upon him and there would be no hiding in the crowd.

If only he had spoken to Sir Washburn when he had the chance. Well perhaps he could rectify that by speaking mind to mind. It appeared that Aliset and Darcy were too occupied with annoying Lord Jaxom to listen in, besides which he was not intending to reveal anything that they could not be privy to.

((Columcil Mindspeaks to Washburn, roll advantage 5+6+3=14. I do hope that all these hero points aren't a bad omen. 1nvgbj4pzm))

Washburn heard the horses behind him pick up speed and took that as a signal to give Shadow more of his head, enjoying the horse's smooth gait as he settled into a canter. At this pace it could not be long before the walls and towers of Rhemuth came into view and he would lead them before the King, able to be confident that Kelric had sent a good report of him to Kelson, though whether his mother would be impressed by him was a different matter. He was reflecting on what he hoped the King's orders for him would be when a voice spoke into his mind.

My Lord, may I crave a moment's indulgence? It took him a moment to recognise just who was speaking to him, with the customary accent all but smoothed out and the formality of address. When he did recognise it, he could not restrain a mental laugh.

Father Columcil. Just a moment ago you were laughing at my awful jokes and calling me Washburn. Why so formal?

There was a subdued chuckle. Aye, well, I'm getting in practice so as I'm no shaming ma'sen in yon Court in Rhemuth. There was a pause then Columcil spoke again, once again in the formal tones which Washburn found disconcertingly false though there was genuine enough appeal in the other's voice. My Lord, I beg that you will pardon me from appearing before his Majesty. It's his Grace the Archbishop I have business with. I'm a humble priest, that's all.

Columcil knew that he had been unable to hide the real distress in his voice, and he could but hope that Sir Washburn's compassion would be aroused. The answer came with compunction, but definite.

No, Father. I speak for all of us, your part must be properly acknowledged. And besides, this is the king's command and not my call.

Seeking to lighten the other's mood Washburn added, And, unlike we three, you will be properly dressed in your new cassock. I will need you to assure his Majesty that we are not a band of ruffians.

I'll no go before his majesty dressed like yon popinjay if the rest o' ye are no going to scrub yourselves up

Columcil's response was so prompt and so typical that Washburn almost laughed outloud, relieved to have his friend back to normal, though he could not imagine what was bothering him. He must know that the King would look on him with great favour.

Columcil sighed. He had tried and must simply hope that the King was too pre-occupied with the fraught affairs of his kingdom to pay him close attention.
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Prayer Requests / Re: My daughter's God-daughter
« Last post by revanne on April 23, 2018, 03:16:30 pm »
Thank you all so much for your prayers and good wishes.
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Prayer Requests / Re: My daughter's God-daughter
« Last post by Bynw on April 21, 2018, 11:48:17 am »
Prayers for them all. So sad.  :'(
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Prayer Requests / Re: My daughter's God-daughter
« Last post by DesertRose on April 21, 2018, 09:29:49 am »
How awful!  Holding them all up.
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