dezdimona Posted October 16, 2008 Share Posted October 16, 2008 Amazon, Astrianna’s tale continues, Part 4 Old Doris looked at Astrianna sitting on the bed, blood still flowed from her mouth and her nose, but she was more concerned for the leg wound that was leaking blood. “Damn it lass”, Doris chided, “did you have to start so soon?” Astrianna said nothing, instead she looked at the wagon’s floor. “Well at least you taught the male without a father some manners” Doris cackled and coughed. Doris pulled up the stool and sat down, poking and prodding at the stitches on Astrianna’s leg. She watched Astrianna winch as she wiped away the blood. “Aye lassie, I bet that hurts, it does!” “Fool girl, ye no more brains than Faelan, I swear!” She stood, walked over to a small chest, removed a well worn tree branch from the chest, and a brownish liquid. “Bite down on this piece o’ wood lass, this is gonna burn like fire, but I kin take no chances of infection settin in.” Astrianna placed the piece of wood in her mouth and bit down. The old woman smiled and winked at her, and then Astrianna screamed into the wood and bit down so hard, it splintered. Her knuckles turned ghostly white as the liquid splashed onto the open oozing wound. Her breath was swept away as pain washed up her leg and exploded in her head. Her vision went black for a second and she felt the old woman grab a hold of her. “The worst is over lassie, be strong, it will pass!” Her vision returned and she felt the pain easing. Doris looked at her and then whispered, “Next time I tell ye no horse play, maybe you’ll listen, but I doubt it”, then she laughed!“Now” she muttered, “let me tend to that eye”. She forced Astrianna’s eye open and gazed into it. “Well, it looks good, the eyeball does, he hit ye a good one he did”, and again she laughed. Reaching back into the chest again, she produced some plant-like material, opened another small bottle and poured some clear liquid on to the mossy material. “Put this on your eye, it will take the swelling down,” she chuckled and looked at Astrianna. “You’ll have a dozy of a shiner lass but that too will pass with time. Wait a few hours and then get yourself over to the creek yonder and strip down and wash yourself clean. Here, take this lye soap with ye too, your startin to smell a bit, and ole Doris doesn’t want ye foulin me beddin. Astrianna opened her mouth to say something, thought better of it, stood up and opened the door. “And child,” Astrianna turned her head towards the woman. “Before ye drop your clothes, make sure none o’ the men folk are about. The site of ye necked might start another fight ta goin”, and she burst into laughter. Again Astrianna started to say something, but stopped. The old woman was still laughing as she closed the door and walked off. Knowing she had to wait before bathing, she headed towards the armorer's wagon. Nigel saw her approaching and laid down his hammer. “Welcome”, he said to her. “I’ve come to thank you and your wife for the armor” she said. “Bah, twas nothing, and besides, you saved young Faelan so ye deserved something for almost diein’ on us.” A huge grin split his face, and Astrianna couldn’t help but smile back. “How’s the gear wearing lass?” He looked at her questionably. “It’s fine, and I’m truly grateful for yours and your wife’s efforts.” She extended her sword arm to him. He wiped his hands on his leather apron, extended his right hand and they grasped forearms. “Is there any special care needed?” She asked of Nigel.He walked over to the wagon, and reached into a small barrel. He pulled out a leather flask and handed it to her. “Rub this oil into the gear o’ every moon or so, it will help keep it supple. The wife and I make it ourselves from mink and beaver and other critters we can trap. Smells bad at first, but it won’t betray your presence once it soaks in.” She nodded to him, and headed off towards the stream. As she walked along she thought to herself, what a strange group of people. They seemed like a merchant caravan, but were to heavily trained, had to many men at arms and even the merchants had weapons secreted away. Very strange indeed she thought. But they had befriended her, and saved her life, made her a gift of beautiful and durable armor, and Faelan even included her in the talk with the light Calvary, but why? She made her way through the tall grass and could hear the water flowing over some rocks. The vision in her battered eye was getting better and the leg only stung slightly now. She separated two saplings and stepped out into a small clearing. She froze. She wasn’t alone, but was undetected so far. She stepped back quietly so the saplings hid her from view. She slipped out of her armor, and crouching down made her way into the stream. She was still undetected. The cold clear water made her nipples stiffen into tiny rocks, as she submerged her body till just her head was visible. She was laying just under the surface, for the stream was not very deep here, and she silently moved toward her prey in the deep pool ahead The water felt good and the noise it made as it cascaded downward covered her stealthy approach. Closer she moved, closer still. The water began to deepen as she neared the pool. Soon she would be in striking distance. She knew she had to be silent and strike quickly, or she wouldn’t get a second chance. Here skin was like gooseflesh from the cold water and here nipples ached from hardness, but she was almost there, so close. Her body naturally tensed up as she closed in the last few feet. Almost there, her pupils dilated, she held her breath. Now she thought, now, strike now before she was detected. She tensed up and extended her arm! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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dezdimona Posted October 25, 2008 Author Share Posted October 25, 2008 YOU ARE HELL BENT ON MAKEING MY STORYS LOOK BAD!!!.....just joking :biggrin: if you havn't already i posted a new story some where in the Druid's Garden. tell me what you thinkthankyou. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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