Room in Gelfing Castle (Sir Allen's room)

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A room in Gelfing castle

This is Sir Allen's room, where Jon Almont stays after his wife is kidnapped  

[Captain Merica]

- Lord Jon Almont -
- Lord of the Northern Valley -

Jon had stepped behind a devider that separated the two beds. Amelia was laying on Sir Allen's bed. Jon remained alert to what was going on but turned to taking care of what he needed to do. He pulled a bowl of water and lather and shaved off the scraggly beard he had grown and cut his hair back to a decent length once they had more time he would get some help and really have it taken care of.

Once he had cleaned himself he pulled out his armor and clothes that he had locked away in a chest. He remained behind the divider so that he would not see his sister topless and she would not see him without any pants. Jon quickly changed out of his rags and into his underarmor and then began to armor himself up, making sure each layer of leather, chain, and plate armor were all put on correctly. Jon ran his hand over the Wolf sigil on the front of his breastplate, it stood for everything he fought for his family. Once he was fully armored he grabbed his heavy winter cloak and attatched it to his shoulders, after that he draped his two wolf pelts over his shoulders. The Wolf of the North was back, and he was ready to strike fear into the hearts of his brother's men. The would soon be telling tells of the Lupine Lord Knight, how he fought to protect his family and to get them back.

"Please let me know when my sister is decent we must make haste. I fear that these halls are no longer safe for the two of us to stay."Jon was no idiot and knew there were few people you could trust, those that share your blood and those you have bled with. Even though Alexander shared the same blood as Jon; he could still trust alexander to do the same thing he has always done, he the crazy back stabbing brother that he is.

 

[Noble I-6-I]

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Simon went to the first place that came to mind, and was glad to find that he was not wrong. He was, however, less glad that he opened the door without thinking to see the healer and the white haired almont on his bed, the latter without any coverings. It was of course not the first time Simon had seen a woman's form, but he had his honor, and code of Chivalry, and thus could not hide the brilliant shade of red that jumped to his cheeks. "Forgive me Lady... I did not know you would be in my bed and ready for me..." He jested, as he turned and averted his eyes, looking to the other side of the screen to find Jon finishing his armor.

Simon stepped to the other side of the room, away from the women, jumping to help buckle a strap that was difficult to get to on your own. He put a hand on his friend's shoulder with a glad smile. "I am glad to ride to battle with you once more Jon. I would more gladly die beside no other. But what of your sister? I fear she will not be safe here, and Alexander would surely spend every last man fighting to her if she were to come to the battleground..." Simon looked truly troubled by the situation. They had far to much at stake to risk bringing yet another army from the Almont capitol. For by the scout's descriptions, Sir Allen suspected this force to be Alexander's auxiliary.


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.Eira.

Eira scoffed at Amelia's comment and said, "A little too much like old times. What on Earth have you been doing all this while..." It was more of a statement than a question. She and Amelia had known each other since they were children, both in the wilds and, many nights, without a roof over their heads. It had seemed like every day Eira had had to bandage Amelia up because of some kind of mischief. But, those had been good years.

Eira put her hands on Amelia's back. The wound was clean, like a blade, so it wouldn't have too much trouble healing. But, it was in a precarious spot. The middle of her back was a place that someone as active as Amelia had to cherish. She'd have to try not to wield any weapons that would stretch out her back or else the wound would never close. Eira took a rag and dunked it into the face-washing basin in the corner of the room. Thank goodness for rich people, she thought. She came back and cleaned the wound for any kind of infection it could have rendered.

The physician brought out some thin, gauzy cotton and laid it out on the bed in front of her. She unhinged a respectable bottle that hung from her belt and uncorked it. Inside was a thick, pasty poultice that slid out onto the cotton slower than Eira would like. But, she had learned patience. She spread the substance around to a size that would approximately cover Amelia's wound. She then wrapped the cotton around and around the girl's bosom so that the poultice--which was cold--pressed in on the wound.

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Amelia talked with Eira as she worked, it was good to catch up with one of the first people she had befriended when she came to Gelfing. "I haven't been able to explore as much after I had the kids, can't really leave 'em with the grandmother for more than a few days without checking in. It would be somewhat easier if Damian was still alive but he died the winter of the twin's birth." Eira would have known Amelia's old flame since he was with her when out half the time. "You haven't met the twins yet have you?" She asked Eira as she worked, unable to really feel much because of the drugs. "You should come up to the village and meet them sometime. I am sure the rambunctious little fellows would love to meet you."

Soon the Knight from earlier came into the room and made a comment about his bed. "It I had known it was a virgin's bed I would have come more prepared" she laughed though the drugs. When Eira finished she let the girl help her put her clothes back on, being careful not to disturb the wound.

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[nephilist]

.Eira.

Eira listened while Amelia rambled on. It was good to hear what she had been doing while Eira had been away. So she'd had twins? They were probably wonderful. "I can't wait to meet them. You had better stay alive so I can do that, though, Amelia." Eira said, half-laughing. She smiled at her friend. But that smile faltered when she heard of Damian's death. He had been her friend as well as Amelia's. The two of them had been meant for each other, she'd used to think. And she supposed, since he was the twins' father, they had ended up together after all.

Eira was quiet for a moment. "I'm so sorry, Amelia. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you." she said, meaning Damian. The men came in and she looked down. Ah, it's that man again. Eira just stayed quiet while they talked at her. Finally, the brother asked when Amelia would be ready to do. "Sir, unless you want her wound to get infected because it won't stop closing.... she won't be going out for a while. It's in a very particular spot."

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[Captain Merica]

- Lord Jon Almont -
- Lord of the Northern Valley -

Jon finished suiting up by strapping his family's sword around his waist.
"That's right neither she nor I am safe here Allen. So Amelia you are going to have to bandage her up the best you can so that she can travel before my brother is at the gates or before the Governor decides to use us as bait to draw my brother out." Jon said as he grabbed a bag and filled with anything that was his so he could take it with him. He didn't like being here any longer then he had to. "We could get a cart and she can lay in the back. Then she would have a more stable way of traveling. There is no, she is to hurt to travel. I know that she is, but right now if we stay here she will end up either dead or almost nearly dead." Jon peaked outside the door to make sure that no more gelfing guards were coming and going to try to stop them from leaving.

 

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Simon decided to ignore Amelia as she again threw a snarky comment in his direction. Simon stared at his friend as he buckled his sword, feeling the palpable tension in the pregnant pause before Jon spoke. As the dark haired man continued to pack Simon let out a long sigh and sat heavily on an old chest. "So where will you go then?" Simon had given up on trying to sway the Almont. As Jon left the room Simon just watched, crossing his arms. All he could do was shake his head and begin to pack a roll for the journey to Gelfpass. There was still a battle to be fought.




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[nephilist]

.Eira.

Amelia and her brother were obviously set to leave. Eira wasn't the type of person to stay when she wasn't wanted. So she packed up her things and wrapped Amelia's back and should extra tight, so even if she rode it wouldn't hinder the bandaging. But, that would be all she could do from here on out. Sounds came from outside that seemed like groups getting ready to leave as well. She had been in the previous room long enough to hear about a battle, was that what everyone was getting ready for?

She rose and said, "Well if I can't persuade you to stay in, at least promise me you'll be careful? I still have to come see your twins." As the siblings left, she followed, leaving the second man in his room alone without a word. She wandered downstairs into the courtyard to meet with the other medics only to hear they wanted her and two others to travel with the men to the battle.

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