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       Waiting on Message from the Ax
       By: Nyah691 Date: January 14, 2017, 2:05 am
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       [center](09/04/14 19:09:10 )
       || Nyah Coultrain ||
       Merchant
       |- Probational of Sulport-||-Portal of Dreams-|
       [- Peasant Hut -]
       In one of the peasant huts that sits outside the walls of
       Sulport and beyond its guards area of patrol.
       says to ALL: I had woken at the sounds of The Night... a Scream
       of some animal in the distance... as I sat up ... and searched
       for my Bow.....oh That was right it was still in Laura... I
       would need return some day and Fetch what Was left.....then my
       thoughts returned to That of my last visit ... I would send
       bubba or Ol Josh....."yes" I muttered softly
       I stood it had become much Darker my lantern still alight next
       to the serpent... as I climbed from the ship and gathered up the
       Light.... making My way Back to the Hut... all was quiet... and
       i moved inside both girls were sleeping... I could hear ol Josh
       and the men Playing some Gorean game and drinking alot of mead
       by the sounds of them...But They had worked hard and tomorrow
       would be another Hard chore for all Involved *
       (09/04/14 19:53:53 )
       || Nyah Coultrain ||
       Merchant
       |- Probational of Sulport-||-Portal of Dreams-|
       [- Peasant Hut -]
       In one of the peasant huts that sits outside the walls of
       Sulport and beyond its guards area of patrol.
       says to ALL: I moved inside the hut the Light was dim...both
       girls slept on the floor aside the fire... My cot In the other
       corner ... it had Not been slept in yet.... My desk to the right
       of my cot... and a small lantern had been lit kitty i would
       imaging for she Knew I loved to sit up late and write....
       I removed my Cape and Placed it over the furs That covered my
       Cot... and pulled out The small chair and sat.... I removed The
       Bindings that kept My hair up.. and allowed it to fall down Over
       my shoulders....the Light exposing the shades of the blonde
       scattered in my mane .... my fingers then flicking under neath
       to Loosen Those smaller bits that always got caught..... I took
       up the ledger and undid the small leather Strapping... and
       opened it to where I had last written... and Took Up the writing
       tool... and began to Write words that meant things Only to
       me....I wrote on How I felt and who was more On My Mind then
       Not... and with each word I wrote I found My self get
       nervous.....Why I asked myself...But would not answer.....for
       that was something I could not do......It had been Years since
       the Whaling ships of The nth had left the outpost.....years that
       No word had come... I wondered why....why I had Not been sent
       the letters I had Been promised....why I had not been given any
       news...if or if not The ships had been destroyed in
       storms.....or were they Just Busy filling the catch...and seeing
       off at every port they stopped....I remembered hearing what
       happened at every port....and as I wrote my feelings on that I
       placed The tool to the Desk...Not were I had written for i didnt
       want it smudged in any ways....for this was My one and only
       encounter of the past 2 years
       (09/04/14 20:13:43 )
       || Nyah Coultrain ||
       Merchant
       |- Probational of Sulport-||-Portal of Dreams-|
       [- Peasant Hut -]
       In one of the peasant huts that sits outside the walls of
       Sulport and beyond its guards area of patrol.
       says to ALL: I felt sick at That Moment... I had Burt The
       scrolls....What if He was alive and On His way Back to The
       Ax.....He would Know I was gone....he would Know all were
       gone.....and The Home as well....would he assume I Just died
       after all I didnt hear anything from him....so In return I would
       never have sent a message...he Had told me He would be The One
       to contact me.... What....I took in a deep Breath and
       swallowed.....2 years nothing....maybe The scolls just told me
       of There Deaths...and well maybe that was why the thrall who
       delivered The Message looked so sad.....I shook My
       head....."enough" was all I said as I slammed shut the
       ledger....squishing my words into the binds of that
       ledger...used only ....and containing.....My words ....words
       that were unspoken to any...but Known to him ...I chewed my
       fingernails my hand shaking a little.... I stood and Grabbed the
       lantern... moving to check on the girls.... I could Not sleep
       and would not sleep as I count down the Days...truth will happen
       If indeed it was Truth afterall
       (09/04/14 20:34:55 )
       || Nyah Coultrain ||
       Merchant
       |- Probational of Sulport-||-Portal of Dreams-|
       [- Peasant Hut -]
       In one of the peasant huts that sits outside the walls of
       Sulport and beyond its guards area of patrol.
       says to ALL: I moved out On to The Porch and looked Over The
       Fields... it was dark apart from the small fires that gave Light
       to The Men who enjoyed The Night to Play games make coin and
       Drink Mead...I lent to The hand Rail after Hanging The Lantern
       from the post In front of me were the large fields They were in
       need of being turned ... That would happen in time...but There
       was ample grasses for my ver to graze on for now.... and The
       fences would Keep Them safe....Woods surrounded the outskirts of
       The farm... and a dirt track led from the area off to the main
       roads...but They wound out of The property which Made it
       impossible to see The hut from the road....any passing would Not
       even know of Its Existence... I began to wonder Then if any
       really knew where I was...
       I looked to the left to the small buildings .. some were built
       for The animals others for workers....small huts just for
       sleeping... and a little run down..... and in front of Those
       Huts Like Mine was The mass of water... sand beaches and small
       Boulders....It was Indeed a nice place to start Life again....
       and when I was finished with some hope I may be allowed to
       purchase this and make it Mine...time would tell....BUT I still
       had Much I needed to do and fix...and I would[/center]
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