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<blockquote data-quote="Archon Basileus" data-source="post: 7137555" data-attributes="member: 6855545"><p><strong>GARMMÖRK/ARVID</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Within the dark, barely lit house on the outskirts of the city, the woods block most of the noise. Silence surrounds Arvid as translucid hands easing the pain. </strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>The priest’s shack lies in the dark, the faint light of a fire pit emanating from its insides. Within the small house, the smell of smoke and herbs is heavy, making Arvid’s heart leap a bit. Everything, from dried leaves to animal skins, hang from roof and walls, making the place even smaller.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>The priest evaluates Arvid’s state with care and concern after dismissing his excuses and concerns. He then glances at the vial, opens it, smells it, tastes a bit of its content. His eyes widen as the flickers his tongue.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>“Where did you find this?” – the robed priest sits back and washes his mouth with water. “No matter.” – he turns, and begins to mash a few herbs with a small pilum. After some vigorous pounding and hot water, he delivers a thick beverage to Arvid which, after drunk, slowly begins to awaken the man.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>“The flask you hold is a healing medicine. It has side effects. Did you take any of it tonight? It would explain the vagueness of your thoughts. Makes the body numb and the mind slow, despite helping close your wounds.”</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>The priest explains that his state was most likely the result of a certain mixture of plants. “This is sacred knowledge” – he mentions on a stern voice. “You shouldn’t be dabbling with it.”</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>After excusing himself, Arvid feels his strength returning, little by little. As morning comes, his wits are about him once more, despite sleep deprivation and bodily stress.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>***</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Once at the Lawgiver’s place, Arvid is well received. Bread, ale and fish are placed on a table at the main hall, and the fires are kindled to heat him up, despite the time of the year.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Soon after, the lawgiver arrives, dressed in a rugged yellow shirt and showing signs of exhaustion.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>The man scratches his balding head, hinting sweat in the way it shines against the fire.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>“Don’t worry, Arvid… everything is fine… I… appreciate you coming. As well as the jarl’s concern for my well-being…” – he sits his heavy body on the opposite side of the table, takes a piece of bread and, without eating it, leaves it on the table. “I wonder how is he today.” – he reaches for a goblet, but gives up drinking from it half way. “We are safe of course..” – he says nervously, gets the piece of bread and motions to eat it, stopping again. “You… Do you know of any trouble around? I mean, can I help in anyway?” – he asks, trying to appear calm, but failing to hide his concerns from Arvid.</strong></p><p> [MENTION=24380]Neurotic[/MENTION] [MENTION=8058]Queenie[/MENTION] [MENTION=2820]Fenris[/MENTION] [MENTION=6855204]tglassy[/MENTION]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Archon Basileus, post: 7137555, member: 6855545"] [B]GARMMÖRK/ARVID Within the dark, barely lit house on the outskirts of the city, the woods block most of the noise. Silence surrounds Arvid as translucid hands easing the pain. The priest’s shack lies in the dark, the faint light of a fire pit emanating from its insides. Within the small house, the smell of smoke and herbs is heavy, making Arvid’s heart leap a bit. Everything, from dried leaves to animal skins, hang from roof and walls, making the place even smaller. The priest evaluates Arvid’s state with care and concern after dismissing his excuses and concerns. He then glances at the vial, opens it, smells it, tastes a bit of its content. His eyes widen as the flickers his tongue. “Where did you find this?” – the robed priest sits back and washes his mouth with water. “No matter.” – he turns, and begins to mash a few herbs with a small pilum. After some vigorous pounding and hot water, he delivers a thick beverage to Arvid which, after drunk, slowly begins to awaken the man. “The flask you hold is a healing medicine. It has side effects. Did you take any of it tonight? It would explain the vagueness of your thoughts. Makes the body numb and the mind slow, despite helping close your wounds.” The priest explains that his state was most likely the result of a certain mixture of plants. “This is sacred knowledge” – he mentions on a stern voice. “You shouldn’t be dabbling with it.” After excusing himself, Arvid feels his strength returning, little by little. As morning comes, his wits are about him once more, despite sleep deprivation and bodily stress. *** Once at the Lawgiver’s place, Arvid is well received. Bread, ale and fish are placed on a table at the main hall, and the fires are kindled to heat him up, despite the time of the year. Soon after, the lawgiver arrives, dressed in a rugged yellow shirt and showing signs of exhaustion. The man scratches his balding head, hinting sweat in the way it shines against the fire. “Don’t worry, Arvid… everything is fine… I… appreciate you coming. As well as the jarl’s concern for my well-being…” – he sits his heavy body on the opposite side of the table, takes a piece of bread and, without eating it, leaves it on the table. “I wonder how is he today.” – he reaches for a goblet, but gives up drinking from it half way. “We are safe of course..” – he says nervously, gets the piece of bread and motions to eat it, stopping again. “You… Do you know of any trouble around? I mean, can I help in anyway?” – he asks, trying to appear calm, but failing to hide his concerns from Arvid.[/B] [MENTION=24380]Neurotic[/MENTION] [MENTION=8058]Queenie[/MENTION] [MENTION=2820]Fenris[/MENTION] [MENTION=6855204]tglassy[/MENTION] [/QUOTE]
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