To Countess Ellen of Salisbury, be this lettre tayke.
It greeves me to relayte the news that your vassal, Lorde of Cholderton, Sir Rhoain the Just, has been killed whilst on scoutynge forray in Somerset. He wert a brave knyght, taken while still young and not yet marryied.
His bodye has been given due rytes and hath been dispatched to Cholderton with hayste.
In nomine Christi,
Father Gwuichelm
Abbot of the Holy House of Perpetual Mortal Sufferynge
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Monday, June 02, 2008
The Infant Germine?
This past winter has been quite an amazing one. With the successful rescue of Germine, Jenna and I are forced to accept that our son's childhood has been stolen and will not be returned. Germine has the body and mind of a fifteen year old. The amazing part is his memory is split, as if in a waking dream he remembers both growing up in the fey forest, but also growing up in the court of salisbury, of being a page, and of hunting with me.
The strangest part, is when he tells of an experience we had in his childhood, it is as if I had that experience in a dream. It is familiar and feels right, yet I know it could not have happened...
Germine seems to accept this as normal, Jenna is far more distressed by it, she has lost her darling infant to be replaced by a young man. One who has asked about who he will be squired to. He is excited, and in testing his skills with the sword and on the horse, I know he is ready.
Strangely, an Irishman has come to our hall, and is staying the winter. He has earned my trust and an delights of both Germine and Mary Violette, Germine's "Older half-sister!" The Irish are truely an entertaining people, Sir Ronan O'Byrne, tells the most amazing stories and his love for family has impressed both my darling wife and myself.
Further, his knowledge of the fey, is quite amazing! He and Germine have shared many stories and through Ronan, I feel I know more of my son's experience is the Forest Sauvage...
Come Spring court in Sarum, I will ask the Countess Permission, to offer a Gift of the manor of Timbale to Sir Ronan in exchange for his vasselage and tutalage of Germine in the Knightly arts...
Sir Cassius
Winter 504 AD
The strangest part, is when he tells of an experience we had in his childhood, it is as if I had that experience in a dream. It is familiar and feels right, yet I know it could not have happened...
Germine seems to accept this as normal, Jenna is far more distressed by it, she has lost her darling infant to be replaced by a young man. One who has asked about who he will be squired to. He is excited, and in testing his skills with the sword and on the horse, I know he is ready.
Strangely, an Irishman has come to our hall, and is staying the winter. He has earned my trust and an delights of both Germine and Mary Violette, Germine's "Older half-sister!" The Irish are truely an entertaining people, Sir Ronan O'Byrne, tells the most amazing stories and his love for family has impressed both my darling wife and myself.
Further, his knowledge of the fey, is quite amazing! He and Germine have shared many stories and through Ronan, I feel I know more of my son's experience is the Forest Sauvage...
Come Spring court in Sarum, I will ask the Countess Permission, to offer a Gift of the manor of Timbale to Sir Ronan in exchange for his vasselage and tutalage of Germine in the Knightly arts...
Sir Cassius
Winter 504 AD
Monday, May 19, 2008
A letter to Countess Ellen
My dearest mother,
Only now do I understand your trials these past years, as you may of heard rumer, Germane, has been stollen! Replaced my a hiddeous faerie. I shake every time I am forced to breast feed this fiend, only my determination to hold Germane again gives me the strength to do this vile act. I tell you, I would not have the strength if it were not for the determined look I see on Cassius's face and the support of Lady Gywona.
As I send this letter from a village on the outskirts of the fairie forest Sauvage, I know Cassius will not be turned back and I cannot leave his side. Our first attempts at entering this dark place were thworted by some vassels of Logres, who would not allow us to enter this enchanted place. We will not be turned back, the Lady Gywona knows of another entrance which we will be taking this next morning.
I pray to see Salisbury again... Pray for us... Cassius, has exiled Father Brugan after his guidance to kill the changling, and has not given prayer since...
Your Daughter, Jenna
504 AD
Only now do I understand your trials these past years, as you may of heard rumer, Germane, has been stollen! Replaced my a hiddeous faerie. I shake every time I am forced to breast feed this fiend, only my determination to hold Germane again gives me the strength to do this vile act. I tell you, I would not have the strength if it were not for the determined look I see on Cassius's face and the support of Lady Gywona.
As I send this letter from a village on the outskirts of the fairie forest Sauvage, I know Cassius will not be turned back and I cannot leave his side. Our first attempts at entering this dark place were thworted by some vassels of Logres, who would not allow us to enter this enchanted place. We will not be turned back, the Lady Gywona knows of another entrance which we will be taking this next morning.
I pray to see Salisbury again... Pray for us... Cassius, has exiled Father Brugan after his guidance to kill the changling, and has not given prayer since...
Your Daughter, Jenna
504 AD
504: A Changeling in Salisbury!
The Gossiping Ladies at Court:"Dears, did you hear? I heard from one of Lady Jenna's maid-servants, that a fairy stole her baby and replaced it with a horrible creature!"
"Poor, poor creature. Jenna, I mean. Such a lovely thing."
"A changeling! Its our new Lord Marshall, that Sir Cassius, I tell you! Didn't a dragon or some such creature attack his manor at Tisbury a few years back? It seems the Good Neighbors have taken a liking to him."
"Heaven forbid! Oh, poor, poor Jenna. Such a kind thing."
"I say they should drown the thing and send it back to Hell! The baby, that is, not Sir Cassius."
[a twitter of sly laughter]
"I hear he's left Salisbury, with some other lords on a quest to find his real son, Germain. That they've gone to the Forest Sauvage!"
[hushed silence]
Monday, May 12, 2008
To Countess Ellen,
With the traitorous Lord Du Plain, properly beheaded and our favorite Bannoret cowled, we can finally rest knowing the County of Salisbury is once again united under the banner of our Lord Robert, but we cannot rest. The Kingdom of Logres is far from stable.
As your military advisor and Marshel of your armies, I humbly suggest that now is the time to look outside our County, for in my brief travels out there, I realize many powerful Lords are looking into our rich county, many with the aims of seizing your Son's birthright!
This winter, under the supervision of Siegmaster, Sir Rouwain of Minimusmaximus, we are constructing the Siege Equipment neccessary to begin a campaign outside the borders of Salisbury. Wessex has plagued us far too long, demanding tribute, raiding our lands, butchering the Noble Lady Indeg; we must seize our opportunity to strike back. With you blessing, I beseech you to allow the County of Salisbury to prepare to strike back at the vile King Cerdic, son of Vortegern!
You Servant,
Sir Cassius
Winter, 503 AD
PS Thank you for your generous gifts, our newborn Germane is healthy and happy. A strapping young lad, Jenna says he has Roderick's eyes. Jenna will visit soon so you may see your first grandchild!
With the traitorous Lord Du Plain, properly beheaded and our favorite Bannoret cowled, we can finally rest knowing the County of Salisbury is once again united under the banner of our Lord Robert, but we cannot rest. The Kingdom of Logres is far from stable.
As your military advisor and Marshel of your armies, I humbly suggest that now is the time to look outside our County, for in my brief travels out there, I realize many powerful Lords are looking into our rich county, many with the aims of seizing your Son's birthright!
This winter, under the supervision of Siegmaster, Sir Rouwain of Minimusmaximus, we are constructing the Siege Equipment neccessary to begin a campaign outside the borders of Salisbury. Wessex has plagued us far too long, demanding tribute, raiding our lands, butchering the Noble Lady Indeg; we must seize our opportunity to strike back. With you blessing, I beseech you to allow the County of Salisbury to prepare to strike back at the vile King Cerdic, son of Vortegern!
You Servant,
Sir Cassius
Winter, 503 AD
PS Thank you for your generous gifts, our newborn Germane is healthy and happy. A strapping young lad, Jenna says he has Roderick's eyes. Jenna will visit soon so you may see your first grandchild!
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