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Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Ghosts of the Past
« Last post by Laurna on Today at 04:22:34 am »
Passing beneath the wide arch of the Rivergate barbican, was a relief beyond measure. The capital city of Rhemuth was like a second home for Sir Washburn. Well, third home really. His real home was Coroth, a place of leisure and family, he often found himself coming and going from Coroth, yet rarely staying long. Cynfyn Castle in Lendour was his duty bound home. One where he was appointed lord and had to see the accounting well kept. In spring and in fall, he was his duty to be in Lendour to see that the spring plantings made, the birthing of the livestock handled properly, and than in fall, the harvest brought in and counted. Also to oversee the court of Kenric Morgan, hereditary Earl of Lendour who was only just this year coming into his own, at the age of fourteen. With the exceptions of the times the earl or the duke were present, Washburn was the one to resolve small disputes and to determine what needed to be brought forth to the Duke’s attention. Rhemuth, on the other hand, was a home both of family and of duty, though there was not a single room in Rhemuth that Washburn could call his own. He was either the guest in the duke’s apartment, or a guest of the Archbishop, or the guest of Prince Javan and his sister Lady Grania. Or at times he stayed in town at the Boar's Head Inn on King’s Way just to stay out of the center of the ‘todo’ of court society. In fact, he was sorely tempted to lead his party to the Boar’s Head Inn, just now. A place to clean up and prepare themselves properly before entering the castle would have been the least troublesome of all options. But NOT with Lady Aliset. That would be unforgivable. It was not like his party had arrived unnoticed, either. As they left the Rivergate behind them, and entered into the busy market square, he was certain that runners had already been dispatched to the King to inform him of their arrival.

The hour was late afternoon on a bustling Saturday, the market square would be open until sundown, hawkers and merchants were busy earning their keep. A man in a monk’s robe, yelled out to them. “Hear ye, travelers, be ye well on this day, Saint Christopher’s Day. If your travel this day has been good, give the patron saint his due.” He held out a hand toward Washburn and company.

Washburn pulled a coin from his purse, “Aye, today has been a good travel day. I will happily thank Saint Christopher if he be our benefactor,” the knight said while tossing the man the coin before traveling on.

The way from the North city wall to the castle was the shortest distance, which bypassed the majority of the city. The street was finely cobbled in arched designs, here the wealthiest merchants lived and many noblemen held private residences. Beyond the market square the road was wide and clean with good stone and brick buildings backing on to private gardens. High on the plateau to their right was the outer curtain wall of the great castle. The road curved upward to the castle’s first gate. The small group was passed through without question. The road here was steep, it climbed to the second curtain wall. The dead zone between the two walls was open and rocky, a defense for the ease of archers standing high on the second wall. Not yet to the top of this plateau, which castle Rhemuth sat upon in its majesty, Washburn led his wide eyed companions upto and through a third defense inner-wall gate before turning left and entering the long gate house pass-way which then cornered to the right before they could enter the courtyard proper. The stone steps which led to the bronze doors of the Great Hall were ahead of them. Washburn veered further to the left, toward the stables, waving men over to assist as they dismounted.

Washburn was no sooner out of the saddle, when a squire in Haldane livery stepped up beside him. “You are awaited for by the king in the great hall.”  The squire looked to group of ten over with a discerning eye. He neither laughed nor grimaced at their rough appearance. “I am to give allowance of thirty minutes if you feel the necessity of freshening up.”

Washburn wanted to laugh, the squire was being so proper about it. “Yes, I think we would all appreciate the king’s reprieve of thirty minutes. Inform His Majesty that we will make the most of the time and we will come before him at the top of the hour. Would you be able to order hot water sent to the Duke of Corwyn’s apartment?”

The Squire nodded, “The need has been foreseen and preparations have been made.” The youth bowed and left them to return to inform the king.

Washburn shook his head and smiled as he turned to the nine members of his group, all now standing, their mounts led away, each holding a bundle of their own private things. “We have thirty minutes. Let us make the most of it. Follow me, if you will.” As they entered the main castle, Wash pointed out the barracks for the four archers under Jaxom’s command. Then he headed up the circular stairs to the second floor, down a long hall past the hug Oak door that led to the King’s tower to the next set of rooms beyond that opened to the duke of Corwyn’s private apartment. They were greeted by a dozen servants. Lord Jaxom and his squire were quickly shuffled off into the first room. Once they were sure he was out of sight, Washburn personally escorted Lord Alister to the duchess’s private solar. The door was opened without him knocking. Princess Araxandra was there looking wide eyed at the young man Washburn escorted. “Is this the person, I believe it to be?”

“It is,” Washburn said very quietly, "Your Grace, would you see to her proper care?”

“For shame, for shame, if you were my son and not my husband’s brother, I would see you thrashed for treating a lady so.” Before Aliset could utter a word, the princess had pulled her through the door, and shut it closed behind her.

Washburn sighed. He was not going to live this down any time soon. He turned back to his last two companions. “This way, Lord Darcy, Father Columcil. Let us see if we can make quick work of a hot bath and change of clothes.”
Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by DerynifanK on April 24, 2018, 07:56:32 am »
You are a wicked man bynw. Just when we thought  they would  get a break and be safe you have to throw Feyd in. Hope Kelson catches him
Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by Bynw on April 24, 2018, 07:04:36 am »
LOL. He's not going to rely on henchmen anymore. Those fools in the woods were inept. If you need something done right, do it yourself.
Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by revanne on April 24, 2018, 12:49:49 am »
Cue sinister music. For a bit of fun what songs might be appropriate for this part of our story?
I was hearing "Don't pay the ferryman" by Chris de Burgh as I  (wrongly it transpired) suspected some dirty work might be afoot as we crossed the river.

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....
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.
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.
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.
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.
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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