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Thomas Hunter · Sage Joined: 07 Nov 2007 Posts: 572

As he lies in his bed at the cottage, Thomas thinks to himself that it is a cruel world we live in. He does not know what will kill him, the cold he is suffering from, the food poisoning, or Pol's cures. His stomach has finally stopped roiling, but the pain is still intense. He believes that Pol is taking great pleasure in his suffering, surely she must deem it as fit punishment for his being gone all the time and for the drinks he imbibes. Although she is concerned for his welfare, now that she knows he is not dying, she sees some perverse justice in his suffering. Of that he is sure.

Now that his breathing is a bit easier, and his sense of smell has returned, Thomas smells the remnants of the war raging nearby. He hates the suffering that must surely be taking place, and is concerned for the safety of his meager home. This cottage may not be much, but it is a home he has shared with Pol for far longer than he can remember. Wars have come and gone in these lands, and luckily it seems that trouble can not find this vale. He thinks that Pol must be pulling some trick to veil their home from harmful visitors. He shudders to think what was involved in the casting of that enchantment.

He does not know the cause of the war, as rumor abounds. When he recovers he should make his way in that general direction. Until that time, he has sent his few meager armsmen to meet with Lord Marcus as promised in the meeting in Luna. Since they have neither magery or other means of rapid travel, it might take them some days to meet. They have instructions to gather information along the way, and send pigeons home with what they learn. Perhaps, he should send a pigeon to Lord Marcus to let him know that his men are on the way, few that they are.

Poledra Hunter · Visitor Joined: 06 Dec 2007 Posts: 14

Pol stood near the window and stared outside,watching a small herd of deer move infront of the house,"those poor creatures..,"she said to herself knowing the war was driving them from their home. Hearing Thomas call for her she turned her head and looked up the stairs then sighed,"what is it you old fool?,"she asked as she pulled her shawl around her more and moved slowly up the stairs then down the hall to their bedroom.

"Bring me some water please...,"he said as she nodded and moved to the dresser where a water basin sat filled with cold water,"I must be well for my meeting in Luna..,"he said as she turned her head sharply and glared at him,"no you are not going to Luna this week...you and I must have a few words...if this meeting is important than let them come to you..,"she said the venom dripping from her words,"and if I must I will keep you in this bed...,"she said as she moved over to help him sit up some then handed him the cup of water.

Thomas Hunter · Sage Joined: 07 Nov 2007 Posts: 572

"Arrrghhh! What are you trying to do kill me?" Thomas asks as he spits out the water. "Is this water? You know I am allergic to water. I want some ale. That will pick me up. Not this swill you are forcing me to drink."

The look that Pol cast him would have cut a lesser man to the bone. As it was, it sent chills down his spine.

Poledra Hunter · Visitor Joined: 06 Dec 2007 Posts: 14

Poledra looked to him and narrowed her eyes,"you will not have any ale and if I must i will see to it that every tavern in Sosaria has a picture of you in it...,"she said then turned and moved to the window once again staring outside into the now darkening sky.

"Pol..what is it?,"Thomas asked as he watched his wife from their bed,"your quieter than normal...,"he said as she turned and looked to him,"you know the one thing I have wanted for so long...?,"she asked as he sat back into the pillows to think a moment,"for me to stop drinking so much ale?,"he asked as she shook her head,"no the other thing...,"she said as Thomas looked to her his eyes widening.

"Your?,"he said as she nodded her head then moved over to sit beside him on the bed,"lets talk more of this later...you need at least one more day of bedrest...,"she said as she leaned over and kissed his forehead gently.