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Back to the Archive The Atlantis Times for July in the Year 6
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Red Drogans (129) writes:
This part of town was called quite town. Quite, in terms of the fact that there was seldom a fights or riots. It was poor, but not too poor.
The homes were still hovels. Made from an assortment of whatever could be found, but mostly the rows of hovels were neet and orderly. With many even managing small gardens outside.
Most of the folk here had work of some kind. Low paid, but getting by.
When evening came hovel after hovel would light up with candles or open fire. Followed by the mixed smells of cooking.
It was at times like these that the neihbourhood took on it's charm. Well, perhaps charm isn't the right word. But it felt like home.
Tom had come home after his day at the sight of the new mill being built near the river.
His hovel was in darkness, but there was some cold meat and fruit on the table under a cloth to keep the flies off.
Caryn was working the evening shift up at the castle at the moment.
He missed warm meals.
He missed warm huggs more.
Newly married the exitement had not left the relationship yet, but right now they were being kept apart by their schedules.
They were both trying to change that and at work they teased him about them both succeeding and being back in the same boat.
He missed his wife, he thought to himself as he lay on the pallet alone that night hoping she would get off a little early.
Eventually he dropped off to sleep.
The candle burned down and died.
He tossed and turned a few times, but only the first light of morning woke him.
He rolled over to find the bed still empty.
Shame, she'd pulled an all nighter.
He resolved again to change his shifts.
Then hopping out of bed into the morning cold. He pored water, splashed clean his face and hands.
Now awake, broke the last piece of bread in half and put an apple in his pocket.
He left the hovel eating the bread.
At the town gate he looked up the hill to the castle, then down the hill to the sight.
As he looked up the hill again, he could see lots of men & horses around the outside of the moat.
He'd get a dressing down for being late, but curiosity and the chance to see his wife got the better of him.
"What's going on?" he asked the first soldier he came across, searching through the long grass beside the path.
"The assasin was here again last night."
"Did you guys get him?" He asked with some concern. The current ruler was quite a good one, a rare thing in these parts.
"No. But we will."
"Erm.. Did you at least stop him."
"Oh yes." said the soldier proudly. "nearly had him too. But he was slippery. Got one of the maids."
Tom's heart stopped.
He went cold.
Then his heart was beating, and beating hard.
It was followed by his feet and he ran for the castle gate.
The only thing that stopped him from being scured by the gaurds at the gate was that one of them recognised him.
They still stopped him. And he ended up crying in the gateway of the castle for all to see.
Caryn was a maid at the castle.
Was!
Now he was alone.
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Heliadois (192) writes:
The hunt is on.
We have toiled the earth for many months and the peasants are getting restless.
And its not only dragons going down now. The armies are being sent out and they are set up to clean out more than lairs and caves. The Black Knights with their cloaks and runeswords lead the charge and its safe to say they are feared.
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Lisbon Hunters (259) writes:
Gurkag from Lisbon Hunters is looking for a Patron willing to give him quarters to live in and to study, in exchange he'll provide service to the Patron when the studying is finished or anytime a known spell is needed. A Counselor and Mentor will also be very welcome.
Service will be provided as needed.
Contact me at the Nexus mailpost located at lisbon.hunters@gmail.com
Best regards
Grukag
Lisbon Hunters
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