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Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by judywward on May 13, 2019, 09:00:16 am »
Nice well done new pieces of the game, bynw, Jerusha & DFK! Looking forward to the next round.
Holiday Greetings / Re: Happy Mother's Day!!
« Last post by Jerusha on May 12, 2019, 03:24:46 pm »
Happy Mother's Day!

Laurna, hope you had a lovely lunch and afternoon.  I'm sure the cleaning was worth it.   :)
Holiday Greetings / Re: Happy Mother's Day!!
« Last post by Laurna on May 12, 2019, 01:13:16 pm »
Happy Mother's day.
I have mom and the whole family coming over for lunch.
Yikes, have I been cleaning house like crazy.
Holiday Greetings / Re: Happy Mother's Day!!
« Last post by Bynw on May 12, 2019, 11:52:24 am »

Happy Mother's Day 2019 to all the mom's
Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by DesertRose on May 09, 2019, 06:17:46 pm »
@Laurna I almost feel sorry for Jaxom.

Almost.  ;)

He deserves at minimum to be read a Riot Act for the ages and if he got his backside handed to him by our good Wash, well, I wouldn't cry. :D
Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by Jerusha on May 09, 2019, 06:12:15 pm »
So much for a peaceful arrival!   Well done, Laurna!
Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Ghosts of the Past
« Last post by Laurna on May 09, 2019, 06:03:53 pm »
“Are you planning on sleeping all day?” said the voice of Darcy, disrupting dreams filled with mixed emotions. Washburn was a page running errands through a large castle, a snippet of a hug from his mother, stern orders from his brother to be faster and better, a smack on his hand from a baton, the violet eyes of a bishop declaring that he was impossible to teach and that he gives up on him and would never again try and teach him. Then suddenly those violet eyes blinked and refocused and a hand touched Washburn’s forehead and the old voice of Bishop Denis Arilan said softly, “I was wrong, forgive me, as I forgive you.” There was a tear on the old bishop’s cheek as he fingered the cross on Washburn’s forehead, then he was gone. Shocked, Wash opened his eyes to see the pale blue ones of Lord Darcy leaning over him.

“You’re a heavy sleeper. Wake up, we want to be at the manor as soon as may be. We don’t know if we will find trouble there or peace. I would rather we surprise them, than they surprise us.” There was a stomp of horse feet near Washburn’s head and Darcy stood up quickly calling  “Whoa!”  Then he hefted his saddle over Sigrun’s back.

A bit dazed, Washburn sat up keeping one hand firm on the ground to support himself, the other hand brushed across his eyes wondering if his eyesight was failing him. That’s when he realized it was still pre-dawn. “Strange and otherworldly,” Wash said with a sigh. Shaking off the dream, he lit his handfire to see better. “Sleep all day? Hah! The day hasn’t even started. Why…? Did you and Aliset have another fight?”

The handfire gave light to the smile that crossing Darcy’s face. “Quite the contrary,” he declared. “We had a sumptuous…”

“No, No… That is none of my business,” Washburn interrupted him in a rush. Then he returned Darcy’s big smile. “Honest, my friend,  I heard and saw nothing; too tired for any of that nonsense.”

“Far from nonsense,” Darcy claimed with a happy slap upon his horse’s neck.

Ignoring that, Wash returned, “You know, I really could have slept this whole next day away, and you and your wife could have had all that time you needed to yourselves. But no..., here you are blowing it by waking me up pre-dawn so that we can get back to civilization. Again I ask, Why?  Just so we can eat a hot morning meal?”

“That’s not it. Aliset and I are a bit worried about my cousin and about Father Columcil. Both of them seem to me to be strong-headed and easily baited into trouble, I mean, Columcil followed us through our shenanigans didn’t he?  I am anxious to get us back together. Besides, we do better as a team, individually not so well.” Darcy gripped Washburn’s shoulder in a gesture of comradery.

Standing up, Wash copied the gesture.  “I can’t tell you how much I agree with you and appreciate that.” There was a nod between the two men and then both almost embarrassingly turned to their horses and their gear.  “It’s a bit of a brisk morning. I wonder if my mother packed me some clothes. I almost regret leaving that green tunic behind. I take that back, no I don’t.”

Darcy looked at his friend quizzically and agreed that his black silk under-tunic was not much for warm clothing. “I don’t have anything your size.”

Wash moved his handfire over to his saddle bags. He looked inside for black fabric. What he found, instead, was an uncharacteristic long sea-blue wool tunic with a fur neck line, sleeves cut out and a dagged hem with the metal-thread embroidery of two gold lines and a silver flory. Not quite the sable, double tressure or, argent flory of the old House of Morgan heraldry, but close enough.  Washburn instantly recognized the tunic as one seen in a grand fresco in the halls of his home. The subjects were of his grandparents, Sir Kenneth Kai Morgan and the Lady Alyce, kneeling on the steps before the Haldane King of Gwynedd, a young blond haired boy bowing on the steps above them.  Washburn bunched his grandfather’s tunic into his hands. This was indeed his mother’s doing, her subtle way of reminding him of the fealty of the House of Morgan to the crown.

Aliset unknowingly said, “Oh, that matches your eyes! And it should be warm enough for this morning and not too warm for latter in the day. Put it on.”

“This is older than I am by thrice, and it likely will not fit.”

“Your mother would not have packed it if it would not fit,” Aliset said with a quirk of a smile.

Wanting to prove the lady wrong, Wash jammed the tunic over his head. To his dismay the old style tunics were cut extra wide and extra long, which on him fit well and had a length just past his knees. The overlapped slashed openings front and back would make for ease of riding. Well at least the wool was soft and comfortable, Wash had to admit he liked the color, too.

“Not bad,” Aliset said with a girlish giggle.

“Like you can see in this light,” Washburn commented.

“I may be married, yet my eyes work just fine, even in this light,” She said giving both men a blushing smile. Then quick enough she was all business again, picking up the last of her things. Darcy saddled her horse and the two shared a loving touch as she added those things to her saddle-pack. 

It was still pre-dawn as the three rode out. They kept to an easy canter until the sun rose to show the road ahead of them. When the way was well lit, the not too distant sound of bells reminded them that a world still existed beyond this forest. When the bells continued to toll, they each searched the others’ faces for answers. Finding none, they pressed their mounts to canter faster, to get where they needed to be all the sooner.

Ahead of them was open ground and a stone and wood/stucco manor beyond. The open ground was not clear; men, horses and a wagon prepared to move out. From what his cousin had shared, Darcy recognized the baron and his wife before the manor's doors and knew instantly from their calm demeanor that all was well. Washburn saw no such thing.

The knight scanned the courtyard as the three cantered in. He saw the bound men in the wagon, the one man tied to his horse, the guards watchful of the their prisoners, the lord and lady of the manor with a young pretty woman beside them, and then he saw, just turning away from the manor’s lord, the one face that raised the bile into his throat. In an instant rage, he put spurs to his horse, charged ahead of his companions through the throng of horses and guards, catching all by surprise.  He wheeled the black stallion to a quick turn and a halt, then leaped from the saddle to land square with both feet facing his target, his hand drawing his sword in the same motion to make an ominous poise before the man he blamed for all his troubles.
“You! You’re alive and not rotting in some dungeon for your crimes?!” Wash yelled at the despicable lordling of Trillick. He took a step forward closing the distance between him and Jaxom. “We were friends and you betrayed me. You betrayed the good Lady Aliset, the woman you professed to love! I will slaughter you where you stand for what you have done! Draw your sword!”
Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by Laurna on May 09, 2019, 02:02:12 pm »
Thanks DFK, for a good reminder of Lady Fiona's heritage and her desires to be more than she is.
And a great set up for our entrance and reuniting as a team.

To Bynw, All I ever say is "OH DEAR!"
Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by Bynw on May 09, 2019, 01:30:43 pm »

The band is back together!

Just in time too :D

Semi Free-Form Deryni Gaming / Re: Out of Character (OOC) Thread
« Last post by Jerusha on May 09, 2019, 01:15:19 pm »
Nice scene, DerynifanK.  Just like our heroes to show up at exactly the right time.   ;)
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