Post by ti'gra on Sept 26, 2009 15:10:04 GMT -5
(09/26/09-[15:22:52] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
a little pleasantly startled, for she'd never had a slave approach before. She wondered, carefully, just how to go about asking for something, instead of... well, .. "Yes, actually. I'm just not sure what, yet." as she settled down at a table."Wait... I know what I want. Tell me an Alar story." there, it would mostly be free, and she wouldn't have to part with the few prescious coins she needed, plus..she was a bit interested.
(09/26/09-[15:23:59] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
she blinked in surprise and squirmed a bit to make herself comfy....aye, Mistress...she cants her head a moment to think befre speaking
(09/26/09-[15:24:51] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to Isolde:
Tal, Lady.. a nice day." she added as she spied you looking up..perhaps the story would be entertaining for everyone.
(09/26/09-[15:25:40] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
she would focus on you for now.. a good story to take back to the village would be appriciated and through an Alar slave, even better still..
(09/26/09-[15:27:21] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
her voice was lyrical as the story began....among the Alar, there was once a young man that had been the product of his father on a captured Arian woman....no on ethought much of the matter, as he was born Alar, and his father was Alar, so it was accepted....but as he grew to manhood, he began to have strange ideas about his life....he went out raiding one day and came back to the laagar with a slave clad in the finest of silks and a jeweled collar, beaming with pride over his fine acquisition and eager to show her off to the laagar
(09/26/09-[15:29:01] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
she settled back, relaxing, ..already the lead in this story had her interest as her gaze fell upon you.
(09/26/09-[15:29:51] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to :..
The Sacred Age Of :
she glanced over for only a brief moment.."Tal, Sir." before returing her attention to the skilled little story teller in her service.
(09/26/09-[15:31:04] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
....he was very proud of his lovely pleasure slave in all her finery, and assumed the few slaves of the laagar where jealous when they hissed at her...that the other warriors were jealous of his luck....and the women, well, he was usually afraid to look at the Alar women
so the man,k of course, had work of his own to do and while he was doing such, sent his slave off to tend to her own duties....several ahn later, he got to wondering about how she was getting along and went looking for his prize
(09/26/09-[15:32:23] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
"Uh oh..." she chuckled, as the slave goes missing... a silky at that..
(09/26/09-[15:32:56] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...he searched for another two ahns, during which everyone claimed they had no idea where she was and hadn't seen her...a few commented snidely that the silkie was probably hiding somewhere, afrad of the dirt....when at last he found her, she was cowering underneath a wagon, covered in dung, her silks snagged and nearly shredded, and the jewels pried from her collar
(09/26/09-[15:34:29] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
at first, she gasped, not so much of worry over the slave, for the anger of the Alar ...and leaned in a bit closer to listen.
(09/26/09-[15:37:03] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...at this point, everyone in the laagar knew what had happened except him, and everyone was watching to see what he'd do...he coaxed his little princess from under the wagon and was shocked at the sight of her..."how did you get so filthy? what happened to your silks? your collar? who attacked you?" as he was asking all this, the girl began to cry....mumbling through tears "oh, my Master....they said i had to feed the sleens, so i took a bucket that was given me to them and tried handing them chunks from the bucket, but they started clawing! that's waht happened to my silks....i screamed and threw the bucket, adn a watching outrider told me that buckets were valuable and that since i'd broken one,k it'd have to be paid for, so he pried a jewel from my collar and said that ought to cover the cost." He was shocked and asked what else had happened to make her cower under the wagon
(09/26/09-[15:39:02] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
a low cruel chuckle, almost dark, brought a grin to toy at the corner of her lips, listening to the fate of the slave girl and how she came to be in such a state.
(09/26/09-[15:40:05] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...the silkie continued, sobbing, "Master, i tried to serve one of the Mistresses, but she dropped the goblet because she said i had made it slippery to anger her and it broke....and she said it had been a very costly crystal goblet....and so she expected repayment....so she pried another jewel from my collar"....she paused here to sob and wipe at her face, smearing dung on her cheeks and nose..."and then when i asked what i could to help, the slaves said we needed dung gathered for the fire"....here, teh man began groaning, because he was beginning to sense the direction of this story
(09/26/09-[15:42:12] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
inwardly she groaned too, but loved it all the same and listened, and shaking her head slightly.
(09/26/09-[15:44:31] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
..."they said, Master, to make sure i got the best dung....so i took a big bucket and went ut to the bosk to collect it....and i know how fresh things are usually better, so i gathered the freshest piles i could find, dumping them into teh bucket for the fire...but i must have upset one of the bosks, because it started snorting at me and was goign to charge....one of the men pushed me out of the way, but the bosk scratched his arm open with its horn, so..." she paused to sniffle more, hiccuping... "he said i'd have to pay for the healer because i'd put his livelihood in jeopardy...and when i said i had no money but would ask you, he said another jewel would do nicely, and pried it out"...the man sighed a little and strroked his girl's smelly hair, telling her to go get a bath and tomorrow would be a new day....so while she bathed, he went to talk to the other Alar
(09/26/09-[15:47:30] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
With a bit of soft laughter over the stupid girl who decided 'fresh' was good when it came to dung paddies... yet, more of the story took interest , when the Alar would go to speek with the others.
(09/26/09-[15:48:22] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...he asked everyone of the camp if he'd seen who had done such awful things to his girl, but they were beginning to suspect that his soft Arian blood was coming out, so all banded together and avowed innocence...he thought about this for a time, and believed his family....so when she was cleaned up, he took his little silkie princess to the furs, but she was far too shaken to perform and he began to think that maybe this was a bad idea...he was used to alar girls that clawed him to pieces while he took his pleasure, not girls that lay there becaue they were upset and soft....he fell asleep considering his dilemma
(09/26/09-[15:51:10] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...the next morning, he told the girl to go make friends with the other slaves, determined to make this work....so, in her torn silks and formerly jeweled collar, she went off to try to make friends....teh alar slaves, of course, sneered at her and chased her off....but she, like her Master, assumed theyw ere jealous of her, so she pranced aroundn a little, tryign to get the men to notice her...but the men of the laagar were busy preparing for their day and not at all interested in teh creature they'd all tricked so cruelly the day before....runnig otu of men, she finally asked a Mistress if she could help her with her work, because it looked like she was sewing, and that was something she was able to do
(09/26/09-[15:52:56] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
The Peasant's jaw dropped...realizing the slave just went from the pan into the fire when speeking with an Alar Woman.... her eyes widened with amusment..
(09/26/09-[15:53:39] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...now everyone knows how Alar women feel about slaves, except this silkie girl of course...so as the woman was staring at the girl in disbelief over how foolish she could be, the girl smiled and told the Mistress how pretty she was and asked if maybe seh could help her repair her silks....
(09/26/09-[15:55:26] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...and that was the moment when the Alar woman slit the girl's throat and announced loudly: Not as good as the last silkie! This one lasted only one night! The girl's Msater came running, staring at the carcass of the slave and asking the woman why she'd done it, how could she kill his sweet little city slave....
(09/26/09-[15:58:30] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...the Alar woman met the man's eyes and said only, "Softness doesn't last in Alar. You did neither her nor yourself any favors in bringing her here. But I did you both a favor. She is no longer in misery and now you finally know what side of your heritage you belong to." The man moved from the laagar, taking himself of to teh cities to find the people of his mother....and the alar, thankfully, never heard from him again
That, Mistress, is the story of the wisdom of Alar Women.
(09/26/09-[16:01:37] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
A slow smile formed, the moment she gave an aproving clap.. "Yes, indeed." she agreed, chuckling.."And well told, too" she noted the gathering men and did not want to take more of your service from them, so nodded in appriciation " you may go serve others, now."
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
a little pleasantly startled, for she'd never had a slave approach before. She wondered, carefully, just how to go about asking for something, instead of... well, .. "Yes, actually. I'm just not sure what, yet." as she settled down at a table."Wait... I know what I want. Tell me an Alar story." there, it would mostly be free, and she wouldn't have to part with the few prescious coins she needed, plus..she was a bit interested.
(09/26/09-[15:23:59] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
she blinked in surprise and squirmed a bit to make herself comfy....aye, Mistress...she cants her head a moment to think befre speaking
(09/26/09-[15:24:51] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to Isolde:
Tal, Lady.. a nice day." she added as she spied you looking up..perhaps the story would be entertaining for everyone.
(09/26/09-[15:25:40] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
she would focus on you for now.. a good story to take back to the village would be appriciated and through an Alar slave, even better still..
(09/26/09-[15:27:21] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
her voice was lyrical as the story began....among the Alar, there was once a young man that had been the product of his father on a captured Arian woman....no on ethought much of the matter, as he was born Alar, and his father was Alar, so it was accepted....but as he grew to manhood, he began to have strange ideas about his life....he went out raiding one day and came back to the laagar with a slave clad in the finest of silks and a jeweled collar, beaming with pride over his fine acquisition and eager to show her off to the laagar
(09/26/09-[15:29:01] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
she settled back, relaxing, ..already the lead in this story had her interest as her gaze fell upon you.
(09/26/09-[15:29:51] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to :..
The Sacred Age Of :she glanced over for only a brief moment.."Tal, Sir." before returing her attention to the skilled little story teller in her service.
(09/26/09-[15:31:04] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
....he was very proud of his lovely pleasure slave in all her finery, and assumed the few slaves of the laagar where jealous when they hissed at her...that the other warriors were jealous of his luck....and the women, well, he was usually afraid to look at the Alar women
so the man,k of course, had work of his own to do and while he was doing such, sent his slave off to tend to her own duties....several ahn later, he got to wondering about how she was getting along and went looking for his prize
(09/26/09-[15:32:23] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
"Uh oh..." she chuckled, as the slave goes missing... a silky at that..
(09/26/09-[15:32:56] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...he searched for another two ahns, during which everyone claimed they had no idea where she was and hadn't seen her...a few commented snidely that the silkie was probably hiding somewhere, afrad of the dirt....when at last he found her, she was cowering underneath a wagon, covered in dung, her silks snagged and nearly shredded, and the jewels pried from her collar
(09/26/09-[15:34:29] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
at first, she gasped, not so much of worry over the slave, for the anger of the Alar ...and leaned in a bit closer to listen.
(09/26/09-[15:37:03] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...at this point, everyone in the laagar knew what had happened except him, and everyone was watching to see what he'd do...he coaxed his little princess from under the wagon and was shocked at the sight of her..."how did you get so filthy? what happened to your silks? your collar? who attacked you?" as he was asking all this, the girl began to cry....mumbling through tears "oh, my Master....they said i had to feed the sleens, so i took a bucket that was given me to them and tried handing them chunks from the bucket, but they started clawing! that's waht happened to my silks....i screamed and threw the bucket, adn a watching outrider told me that buckets were valuable and that since i'd broken one,k it'd have to be paid for, so he pried a jewel from my collar and said that ought to cover the cost." He was shocked and asked what else had happened to make her cower under the wagon
(09/26/09-[15:39:02] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
a low cruel chuckle, almost dark, brought a grin to toy at the corner of her lips, listening to the fate of the slave girl and how she came to be in such a state.
(09/26/09-[15:40:05] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...the silkie continued, sobbing, "Master, i tried to serve one of the Mistresses, but she dropped the goblet because she said i had made it slippery to anger her and it broke....and she said it had been a very costly crystal goblet....and so she expected repayment....so she pried another jewel from my collar"....she paused here to sob and wipe at her face, smearing dung on her cheeks and nose..."and then when i asked what i could to help, the slaves said we needed dung gathered for the fire"....here, teh man began groaning, because he was beginning to sense the direction of this story
(09/26/09-[15:42:12] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
inwardly she groaned too, but loved it all the same and listened, and shaking her head slightly.
(09/26/09-[15:44:31] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
..."they said, Master, to make sure i got the best dung....so i took a big bucket and went ut to the bosk to collect it....and i know how fresh things are usually better, so i gathered the freshest piles i could find, dumping them into teh bucket for the fire...but i must have upset one of the bosks, because it started snorting at me and was goign to charge....one of the men pushed me out of the way, but the bosk scratched his arm open with its horn, so..." she paused to sniffle more, hiccuping... "he said i'd have to pay for the healer because i'd put his livelihood in jeopardy...and when i said i had no money but would ask you, he said another jewel would do nicely, and pried it out"...the man sighed a little and strroked his girl's smelly hair, telling her to go get a bath and tomorrow would be a new day....so while she bathed, he went to talk to the other Alar
(09/26/09-[15:47:30] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
With a bit of soft laughter over the stupid girl who decided 'fresh' was good when it came to dung paddies... yet, more of the story took interest , when the Alar would go to speek with the others.
(09/26/09-[15:48:22] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...he asked everyone of the camp if he'd seen who had done such awful things to his girl, but they were beginning to suspect that his soft Arian blood was coming out, so all banded together and avowed innocence...he thought about this for a time, and believed his family....so when she was cleaned up, he took his little silkie princess to the furs, but she was far too shaken to perform and he began to think that maybe this was a bad idea...he was used to alar girls that clawed him to pieces while he took his pleasure, not girls that lay there becaue they were upset and soft....he fell asleep considering his dilemma
(09/26/09-[15:51:10] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...the next morning, he told the girl to go make friends with the other slaves, determined to make this work....so, in her torn silks and formerly jeweled collar, she went off to try to make friends....teh alar slaves, of course, sneered at her and chased her off....but she, like her Master, assumed theyw ere jealous of her, so she pranced aroundn a little, tryign to get the men to notice her...but the men of the laagar were busy preparing for their day and not at all interested in teh creature they'd all tricked so cruelly the day before....runnig otu of men, she finally asked a Mistress if she could help her with her work, because it looked like she was sewing, and that was something she was able to do
(09/26/09-[15:52:56] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
The Peasant's jaw dropped...realizing the slave just went from the pan into the fire when speeking with an Alar Woman.... her eyes widened with amusment..
(09/26/09-[15:53:39] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...now everyone knows how Alar women feel about slaves, except this silkie girl of course...so as the woman was staring at the girl in disbelief over how foolish she could be, the girl smiled and told the Mistress how pretty she was and asked if maybe seh could help her repair her silks....
(09/26/09-[15:55:26] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...and that was the moment when the Alar woman slit the girl's throat and announced loudly: Not as good as the last silkie! This one lasted only one night! The girl's Msater came running, staring at the carcass of the slave and asking the woman why she'd done it, how could she kill his sweet little city slave....
(09/26/09-[15:58:30] )
~^ti'gra^~
Property of NyteWulf
Alar
-= At the center of the Fair =-
says to Qua'Nylan:
...the Alar woman met the man's eyes and said only, "Softness doesn't last in Alar. You did neither her nor yourself any favors in bringing her here. But I did you both a favor. She is no longer in misery and now you finally know what side of your heritage you belong to." The man moved from the laagar, taking himself of to teh cities to find the people of his mother....and the alar, thankfully, never heard from him again
That, Mistress, is the story of the wisdom of Alar Women.
(09/26/09-[16:01:37] )
Qua'Nylan
-=At the Tables & Benches=-
says to ~^ti'gra^~Property of Ny:
A slow smile formed, the moment she gave an aproving clap.. "Yes, indeed." she agreed, chuckling.."And well told, too" she noted the gathering men and did not want to take more of your service from them, so nodded in appriciation " you may go serve others, now."