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Subject: . . . Author: Marnie Siroun [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:43:36 03/27/01 Tue Escaping the heavy atmosphere of the castle, the young woman rode into the marketplace on her chestnut mare. Liking the site of the town, despite the poverty, she dismounted near a leather shop. She went in to purchase a new saddle, to replace the old tattered one now occupying her steed's back. Spotting a glistening red one, she paid for it and took it outside to switch it. Struggling a bit with the worn buckle, Marnie finally removed the old one and threw it on the ground. Hoisting the new one up, she stationed it in the right spot, before attempting to adjust the stirrups. Though she was strong for a lady, the newly shaped leather was too stiff for her to adjust it, and dismayed, she sighed loudly and wiped her forehead from the beads of perspiration. "Oh dear . . . " she moaned softly. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date He turned the steed towards the voice. Before the horse had stopped he had dismounted, cloak billowing...inside... Lord Darian 18:09:25 03/27/01 Tue Marnie turned and smiled gratefully . . . . -- Marnie Siroun, 19:02:37 03/28/01 Wed He smiled... -- Darian, 19:07:29 03/29/01 Thu Marnie's eyes sparkled as she nodded . . . -- Marnie Siroun, 19:43:38 03/30/01 Fri He smiled, his own eyes sparkling... -- Darian, 17:04:23 03/31/01 Sat Marnie nodded . . . >> -- Marnie Siroun, 17:46:49 03/31/01 Sat He smiled, turning to the anxious stallion. Mounting swiftly, he grasped the reins in a gloved hand. The other rests on the hilt of his sword casually. "Off then, MiLady. Where to?" -- Darian, 18:54:45 03/31/01 Sat The young woman smiled, thinking to herself. Finally, she said, "Why don't we start at Nithgrove River, and then see where we end up?" she asked, a mischivious glint in her eyes. -- Marnie Siroun, 21:23:33 03/31/01 Sat He smiled, clucking to the stallion below him. His cloak flapped in the breeze, playing in the wind and proceeding to frighten the stallion. Prancing sideways, the steed snorted before calming. Darian patted him, setting off for Nithgrove..."Nithgrove it is...Race you there? I daresay with a new saddle you might have an advantage..." Darian 11:10:38 04/01/01 Sun The femme grinned, shaking her head lightly. "Oh, who knows, perhaps you are the better rider?" she said, in agreement to the race. She patted her mare and lined up beside Darian and Excalibur, a soft smile on her lips. "Ready when you are!" she announced. -- Marnie Siroun, 16:49:07 04/01/01 Sun He nodded, tightening his grip on the stallion. "I fear that I do not know the way by heart...The signs along the road shall be sufficient, that is if I am ahead of you." His eyes twinkled..."Ready, on the count of three: One, two three - GO!" He loosened the hold on the white stud, squeezing him into a gallop through the crowded square... -- Darian, 17:17:40 04/02/01 Mon Nudging Trella into a run, Marnie, focused her eyes ahead of her, watching the roadside for signs of the way to the river, steering the mare through the people. Finally emerging from the crowd, she nudged Trella into a canter, keeping her head low, wondering where Darian and Excalibur were . . . . -- Marnie Siroun, 16:06:27 04/03/01 Tue ((You post first?)) -- Darian's player, 17:31:31 04/03/01 Tue ((Okies)) -- Marnie, 18:55:08 04/06/01 Fri