Clan McCallister.

[Screech]

There had been a terrable noise from outside. A noise Angus could not ignore. He wrapped his arms around Fearcharia, embracing her in a warm hug. "Ah must go an' check on tha noise lass. Ah primise ah won't be long"

Standing up, reluctantly forcing himself to let go of the beutiful druidess he had braught into his home, Angus walked out to the enterance to his smithy. Gazing around, he saw fires buring on the rooves of several buildings, and a large hole in the stone walls surrounding the keep.

Hurridly, he want back inside to Lady Fearcheria. "Looks like war has broken throu th' walls 'o the keep, me Lady.". Angus knelt in front of her, and once more held her hand. "Ah cannae say how safe ye'll be in here. But ah'll tell yeh one thing. An' that's tha' ah'll defend yeh as long as there's breath in mah body!"

Angus smiled at the young lady he had just, near enough, sworn a personal oath to. It didn't matter to him that sh wasn't a true blood sister of the Lady Brinna. All that mattered to him now was his honour, and his love for her

 

[Mistress Silver]

Though my heart is pounding wildly I force myself to remain calm and collected. His words are one of the most, if not the most, generous gift I have ever been graced to receive from one of the towns people. I gently cup my hand against the side of his cheek and smile thankfully at him, but my eyes are determined.

"Thank ye, Angus, but we 'ave a duty ta protect tha villagers. I do na want ta put ye in harms way nor challenge ye'r word, but I must go and do what I can."

I stand from the bed, my stance is steadfast, and face Angus. Looking at him it dawns on me just how much of a man he has grown to be . . . and how much of a lass I still am. I raise my hood to hide my face and eyes, knowing that if I continue to look at him I will do something extremely foolish like kiss him or something such.

With a deep, calming breath I brace myself to face the attackers.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Megan watched as the guards stormed the tent and Gavin tried to protect him, she watched him fight them as best he could. She saw one of them slip past him, and hit Lady Beth.

She took her knife from the sheath on her wrist and through it into the man's back. His blood came out in spurts, as he spun to see who had delivered the deadly blow. Megan stared at him, his eyes full of death, then a green ooze sliped from his mouth, eyes and nose. He fell dead to the floor.

Megan rushed over to the injured woman, and did her best to shield her body. All thoughts of anger with Lord Gavin, were temporarily laid aside. She needed to concentrate on the one woman that seemed to be able to reach the man. Megan saw now that the jewel for her family would not return, and she would seek out a leader among her own people.

She covered Beth with her body, and whispered for her to stay still, "Let Lord Gavin take care of you, he will protect you."

 

[poohlive]

Gavin let the blade slide through the soft flesh. Blood dripped from the wound, as the man stared, wide green eyes, glowing and pulsing for a moment before they faded into nothing. He slipped down the floor to with the rest.

"Come on," He said, grabbing up Beth in her arms, "We need to go, it isn't safe here."

Outside the tent, Gavin had to stop for a moment, his whole body becoming tight and weak. His knees buckled, and he had to strain to keep standing, for Beth's sake, and not his own.

In all the campfires, all around his tent, huge cauldrons were bubbling and boiling. They were all green, all that same sickly green he had seen in the eyes of his own men.

"No," Gavin whispered, tears floating down his eyes, "Not my men, not all of my men."

She had taken them all. Every single one, they no longer were a part of McNeil's clan any more than he was. He had betrayed everything, and led his men down to shadow and pain.

That sweet voice rocked inside his head, and this time he did go down, shaking on the ground.

"You belong to me, leader. Kill them, avenge your family"

He shook, his whole body pale and weak. Whatever strength he had been given washed out of him, poured from his skin in a thick sheet of sweat. He coughe dup something green, half solid half liquid, it sickened on the grass and shriveled up.

"No," He said, shaking his head, "I am done with your lies."

"You think it is that easy, Gavin? You can just rid yourself of me? You owe me, I took away your pain."

"You lied to me, fucking bitch. I think that makes us even."

"Kill her Gavin. Kill her and end this silly charade."

Gavin looked down at Beth, smiling at her pale skin and her warm heart beating so close to his own. He couldn't help but reach down and steal a kiss on her cheek. It seemed to give him strength, enough to push off the ground.

"We need to leave now. I don't know how much longer I can hold her back. I can feel her already, trying to dig deeper. We need to go somewhere safe... somewhere..."

And then, that voice again, that voice which for so long had shouted at him, how stupid and how ignorant he was. The one voice of truth and reason which he had fought so hard again. The voice of Fachera. Gavin smiled as he heard that voice.

"The grove," He said, simply, as if it were the salvation to everything, "Fearchera said to find answers in the grove. That's where we need to go. It's the only safe place. We need to go, she'll be waiting for us. She can help us... she can help all of us."

At least Beth. He no longer cared for himself, but he needed to save Beth. If nothing else, she would make it out of this alive.

"I'm so sorry... I failed you. I failed you all."

A small hitch post held two of the guards horses. Gavin went up to one, putting Beth up into the saddle, and then pushing up behind her.

"Come then, Russian. I promsied your safety too. I won't have your life on my conscious, not when I've already done so much wrong in this world."

 

[LadyChance]

Beth

Crying out in pain with each justle of the horse, I could feel Gavin's body protecting mine and I moved closer to his warmth. His scent filled my nose and made me feel safe. I was safe within his arms, he would care for me.

I felt his chest rumble against my cheek, and I knew he spoke but I was beyond comprehension, the pain was so bad in my back. I bit my lip tasting blood in my mouth, trying to hold back tears and crying out. I did not want to make Gavin feel any worst then the witch had. He was fighting her for me, for Lady Megan.. For that was how I seen her now, a Lady for her people. One who would bring honor and justice to them with an soft and gentle hand. She would be a good leader, this I knew for I had seen it in her.

"You are not bad Lord Gavin, you are still very honorable." Closing my eyes I let the pain pull me away, somewhere where there was no more pain, just blissful silence and the comfort of Gavin's arms around me.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Megan mounted one of the discarded war horses, it tried to throw her, but she laid her hands on its neck and whispered into its ear. Soon it accepted her, and she followed Lord Gavin and Lady Beth into the thick foliage.

Her mind trying not to see her life as a failure, but it was. She would return to her homeland empty handed. She looked at the couple ahead of her, she recognized where they were going. She wasn't needed, really the Druidess would erase the evil from the pits of Gavin's body.

Megan eased her horse, and stopped watching them continue on ahead of her. She waited, not knowing what to do in such a long time. Her thoughts gathered over the events of her arrival in this land. Her people needed someone more capable, someone more brave and willing to not stop fighting.

She had stopped fighting, there on that pole, she had told him to kill her. Megan followed their trail, urging her horse onward, she would stay, and as soon as it was over she would leave, just as quietly as she had come. "A passing image in the night," she sighed as she caught sight of them. Soon she was back with the couple, and her heart beating hard in her chest, hoping that the Druidess would help Lord Gavin.

 

[Screech]

Angus smiled, and nodded at Fearchea. He knew her words were the truth. He still held a duty to the clan. Turning around, he removed his leather smithing apron and fished out an old, battered breastplate attached to leather straps, and put it on. At least it would afford a little protection.

Prying open a loose plank in the wall, he reached in and removed a large, double handed hammer, and a small, carefully engraved sicle. After looking at it for a couple of seconds, he handed it over to Fearchea. "Here ya go Fearchea. Ah made it fer yeh some months ago, but didn't get around teh givin' it te yeh"

 

[LadyFairy]

Brinna continued to fight not stopping or slowing down until she noticed that the english were falling back in a semi retereat surounded they were fighting a loosing battle.. Ian and the other clans were holding them back.

They had turned the tides, but Brinna new not to get her hopes to high. Gen had yet to return and only a small portion of the McNeil clan had joined in the battle...What of her cousin would he join the battle when his assasin reported that she was wounded.

Swaying on her feet from loss of blood and exaustion Brinna gripped the wall of the battlement.. Gen she thought where are you? What are you doing?? Did you make it to the king??

Turning at a sound behind her Brinna raised her sword and stopped seeing that it was one of her kens men she lowered it back down. My lady yer injured... We must get ye help.. Brinna simply looked at him and shook her head, and instantly regretted it as it made everything start to spin.

Not yet i must stay and fight i canna leave until this is done. Brinna closed her eyes and slowly reopend them trying to stay focused on the battle. She could pass out later, but right now she would keep her vow and defend the wall till it was done.

Her kens men looked at her with pride that she was willing to give her life for her clan, and fear that they would loose her. Slipping off he ran to find Angus and Farchara knowing that they would be the only one's aside from Beth who could make her see reasion the battle was almost won.. and she needed aid.

Making his way across the inner court yard Rhannon saw Farcharia and Angus leaving the smithy.. My Lady My Lady... Angus Come Quick Tis Brinna she's been injured hurry! He said skidding to a stop in front of them

 

[Mistress Silver]

I take the sickle in my hand and appreciate all the work that went into it. Really, it was a beautiful and knowing that he had made it for me a while ago made my oddly happy.

"Thank ye, Angus." I say it meaningfully, knowing that this was more than just a weapon. This was a piece of carefully crafted art and it more than looked like it.

I move across the room to the door, Angus follows, and we leave his little home. Outside chaos runs rampant within our safe walls. Houses are on fire and towns people are fighting against seasoned warriors.

"Why did I hear this?" I ask incredulously.

"My Lady! My Lady! Angus come quick! 'Tis Brinna, she's been injured! Hurry!"

"Where is she?" I demand. "Take me to her!"

I chase quickly after Rhannon who leads me to the battlements. We pass scenes of death and discord. Children hiding in dark corners, crying for mothers and fathers. Finally, I see Bri and dart ahead to my sister.

"What happened?" I ask her quickly.

Lightly I press my hand to her side and release a stream of magic into the wound. The bleeding stops as the wound scabs over, but I will not fully heal her unless she wants me to.

"Do you want me to heal you completely?" I ask her.

I motion to Angus to stand close, just in case Brinna faints. If she does he will be able to catch her easily, if it is left to me to catch my sister than we might just both fall.

 

[Screech]

Angus stood close to Lady Brinna, hammer in one hand, his other ready to support his Laird in case she required his aid.

Cautiously he scanned the battlefield, noticing a larrge degree of disarray in the McNeils and English at their walls. They had been driven back, but they seemed very chaotic

 

[LadyFairy]

Brinna barly heard her sisters words enough to awncer her question gasping as Farcharia begain healing her. Cousin sent Assassin.. Kept fighting... still would be if not for Rhannon.. Was all she was able to explain.

After a few moments she truly felt much better save for some dizziness due to blood loss. Looking at her sister she said. Thank ye i think twill be fine now..

Letting go of the wall she turned to give an order to one of her men, and everything went from spinning out of control, to black as she fell into Angus's arms. Her last thought that she had failed as her fears came flooding up to meet her in the dark, seeing the assassin, and her cousin in her nightmares......

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Sir Edward Poole

Fools. Everyone around him was a fool. He was the only one who had done everything right. His men had joined in the charge against orders. The Scotch had charged early, beginning the battle before he was ready. The Scotch commander Gavin was no where to be found.

And now, to top it all off, the Scotch clans had arrived. Most of his men had surrendered, and now it was only a knot of about 18 English knights, surrounding their lord. Around them was a loose knot of Scottish warriors, numbering apparently in the hundreds.

It was a hopeless fight. Edward hoped that his young son William was ready to take his mantle. He felt he was not going to be returning to see him again. Like his father, three years before.

"Hald. Ye're surrunded, an nae gang ta scape. Lay doon ye'r arms, an ye'll be treated well, an ransom'd back to ye'r hooms."

Edward saw to his dismay that several of his knights dropped their swords, and knelt in surrender. Well, given the chance to live to see home again, instead of dying in a distant wasteland ... Edward glanced around at his men. He swallowed his pride, and dropped his sword.

"Very well. We surrender."

Across the battlefield, small knots of English soldiers surrendered as they saw their lord's banner be lowered, taken down by Scottish warriors.

 

[poohlive]

Gavin could feel it moving now, the large being that had taken home inside him. It moved, pain searing through his flesh, fighting him at every moment. At once he hsaw his hands shake, trying to turn back, stop the horse from its run. The reins loosened, the horse falling back an unsure grunt on his part.

Poor horse thought they were in a hurry, what was the problem now?

But, Gavin fought tooth and nail, sweat pouring from him in buckets, and they sped on deep into the forest.

He did not stop until he was at a wild wall of hedges, perfectly put together so no one could see the other wise, but also randomly spread apart so they did not look like a well tended garden...

Grove. He had come to the grove. Gavin got off the horse, letting Beth fall sweetly into his arms. Her head rested against his shoulder, and he couldn't help but steal another kiss. One more boost of strength and energy before he ran out. Whatever it was inside him fought hard, and he could not fight back for long. He would either pass out and die, or it would take over and he'd be nothing more than a mindless zombie like the rest of his men.

God, every single McNeil. A tribe of loyal and ruthless people, gone. They were swiped from the scottish clans by one simple druidess. He would never underestimate a woman's worth again.

At the entrance, wrapped up in fog, a horse stood, refusing them entrance. A dark stallion with wild eyes and sharp hooves. Gavin did not pay it any attention, continuing on. It rose up on his hind feet, giving him a deadly slash of hooves. A warning.

"Not today, you want to kill me, do it. But I'm going in there, and I'm taking this wee woman with me."

The horse glared at him a moment, but did not move again. Gavin pushed passed him inside the grove. He lay Beth down on a meadow of soft grass, smiling at her.

"You're safe now. You both are... no one will hurt you in here."

 

[RoneLith]

One that Slipped by, Another Shadow

OOC:Sorry been gone for so long, been busy friends.

He reached the McNeil Encampment not some thirty minutes after, though unbeknownst to him, after Gavin had left with Megan and Beth. He stood on the outskirts watching the scene before him. The area was filled with a sick green light and the air held the taint of deception and lies. Something nagged at him in the back of his mind but he pushed it aside for now, he must find out about their enemy. He slipped into shadow falling deep into its cold and dark embrace he was one with shadow now, nothing could detect him now. Magic would fail to see him, eyes would glance over, even others that lived in shadow as he would not know of his wearabouts, nothing short of stepping on the exact place he was at would reveal his pressance. He travled closer to the camp, the men looked lifeless as if everything they were as men had left their souls and filled them with hate. They were controlled fanatics, surely his old commradde must be the same way by now. However, as hard as he looked he could not find Gavin anywhere. Finally he came apon the medical tent where three men lay dead and although the other men knew of the deaths they did nothing about the bodies. He serched the tent completely and found three sets of tracks one wounded leading away from the camp. The tracks had stopped and picked up horses soon afterword leading away from the encampment, straight to Fer's forest. He wondered if he should follow if it was indeed Gavin it meant that he was fighting to break the hold the druidess had on him and his men. The nagging in his mind jumped up again urgeing him to his Mistress, best not to go and follow Gavin now, his mind is probably still too week and confronting him now might send him back to the druidess out of fear. His mission accomplished he would now return to his Mistress. Staying in shadow until well out of the camp he started his run again. His speed was not what it was and as well trained as he was it is only a matter of time until even his energy wears out.


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He arrived at the Keep not a few minutes after Brianna had been stabbed. He watched as a man who lives in shadow left the keep, quickly he changed his direction and went after him. He slipped into shadow as he met up with another man awaiting his arrival. Together the jumpped on the horse and began to ride away. Instinctively he knew he must not let them reach their destination, he slipped out of shadow and sprinted after them. In short distences Gin had been known to run faster than Horses, he did so again. The man on the back caught sight of him just as he was comming up behind him, time slowed again for Gin as it always did when he was about to make a kill. The man leapt off the horse high into the air, quickly so as not to let the other rider escape he threw a star at the horses knee catching it right at the tendon. Instantly the horse screamed and came crashing down hard on the groud pinning the rider beneath him. Only a split second had passed after Gin had thrown the star that Gin's sword flew into his hand he stopped his sprint and flipped forward his sword placed along his back. His aim was perfect but only managed to hit the man's cloak. Quickly Gin turned to see almost a mirror image of his clothing before him.

"It has been awhile," The voice which spoke caused his blood to boil an old enemy, the reason why he had come to these lands stood before him. "Kutsomigin, so you have sided with McCallister. Sounds familur, you sideing yourself with a week land."

"And you have once again allied yourself with those that would pursecute and kill innocent people for fun, Taten!"

"I care not for my Lords indulgences, only the I get paid hansomely for my work. I must say I was rather surprised to see my first attempt to wound Brianna had failed, I wondered why, now it seems I see my answer." Even though Gin could not see his face he knew a grin flashed underneath his mask. "Gone again on another pointless errand? Must I take another Lady you choose to follow before you realize that you should be with me?"

"Our Master would kill you where you stand Taten, for saying such words."

"That may be, but he is not here. So the questions remains, will you kill me Kutso?"

Gin readied his sword only to find in the split second he looked away his enemy had already gone. "Now is not the time for our fight, I look forward to seeing you again Kutsomigin." He had slipped into shadow even he could not follow. Gin put his sword away and walked to the horse, he searched the man and found a knife in his back. Taten had played him well, if he had not thrown the star he may have killed his old enemy at that moment. He had seen him before and was expecting his move, there was no time to pity himself for his failure to see the plot. His Mistress needed him, he would not fail her again.

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Her shadow appeared nearby hidding in the rafters of the keep as always, he would not let her fall victim again her blood would be spilt no more. Her shadow would protect her until the end of days.

 

[Screech]

Angus caught Brinna as she fainted from her wound. Securing his warhammer, he lifted her up, and looked up at Fearcheria. "C'mon Fearch. Best we be gettin' Brin back inte th' keep, aye?"

Keeping low, he made his way to the stone steps leading down from the ramparts, Lady Fearcheria following him. Once they had reached the ground, he broke into a run, heading for the doors to the main inner keep

 

[Mistress Silver]

I quickly follow Angus, worrying about my sister. How much blood has she lost?

"Take 'er ta 'er room!" I yell at Angus, hoping he can here me.

The sound of battle quiets down a little, but I've no attention to spare and dash ahead. Passing Angus to lead him to her room.

I gesture for him to lay her on her bed and I quickly examine and assess her wounds and overall health. After a few silent moments I release a relieved sigh.

"She will be okay, she 'as just lost a lot o' blood. Nothing that a little rest won't fix." I glance at Angus thankfully. "Thank ye, Angus. I do na know what ta say ta thank ye appropriately."

 

[LadyFairy]

Brinna begain to stir thinking she heard her sisters, and Angus voices..before once again passing out.

Waking a few hours later Brinna slowly opened her eyes the room was dark save for a small fire in the harth in her room. Sitting up she looked around seeing that she had been stripped of her clothing.. Her wounds healed. Brinna tried to get up but her body refused to listen.

Hearing the door open Brinna raised the sheet to cover her naked body as one of the maids entered with some broth and one of cooks concoctions.. Liard yer awake.. I've brought ye somethin ta eat so ye can regain yer strength..

Brinna smiled taking the food and begain to eat a hundred questions swimming in her head. Was the battle over.. Were her people safe.. Where was her sister and Anugs.. Had Gin returned... Was he alright.. She breifly thought of using the wistle but remembered that it was only to be used for assignments or if she was in danger...

The maid took the tray when Brinna had eatin everything her stomach would allow. Brinna stopped her before she left and asked Bess where is my sister and Angus? Bess stopped and looked at her. I donna know my liard the english ha been captured and everything is a mess. she replied as she slipped out the door.

It wasnt much Brinna new but it awncered all of her questions save one.. Had Gen returned.. Was he safe... Laying back in the bed Brinna to rest Brinna knew she didnt have the energy right now and would need her strength to deal with the english lord on the morrow.

Now that she was alone in the room she looked over at the fire and thought she could feel Gins eyes upon her What had he said his true name was... Kutsomigin Mirou.... Kutsomigin are you there?? She asked

 

[LadyChance]

Beth

"Thank you Lord Gavin," smiling weakly up at the man who had brought me to the most beautiful place I have ever seen. Even though I had no clue what magic felt like I knew this place to be special. From the moment Gavin had brought us in here the pain in my body had lessened. My head had even cleared some, to where I didn't feel like I was going to pass out.

 

[Mistress Silver]

After I assure myself that Bri will be fine without me I take my leave. I feel my grove calling urgently to me. I must go . . . but first, Angus. I turn to the huge man who has done so much today for both Bri and myself.

"Thank ye, Angus." I beckon him to bend his head to my mouth as if I am going to tell him a secret. Instead, I do the unheard of, and in a display and gesture of sheer gratitude, I softly place my lips against his cheek. It is innocent enough, but from me it is nothing short of me bowing to him while on my hands and knees.

"I must go, ta tend ta my grove," I murmur to him softly.

My feet carry me quietly out of the keep and beyond the walls. I pay no heed to lagging warriors or those who attempt to attack me. A small bolt of electricity is enough to keep the fiends at bay. I summon the kelpie to my aid and it appears faster than usual.

The land passes quickly as the kelpie hurries to the grove. The day has been spoiled by the event of war and the earth and sky protest against such violence. But only I hear their cries and pay any heed, everyone seems to ignore them any more.

The kelpie slows and slowly takes me into my grove and I discover the source of all the excitement.

" 'Tis a pleasure, Gavin," I murmur sincerely to the warrior. "Ye 'ave come ta discover tha 'onest truth, am I correct?"

I glance at the two women with him and raise a questioning eyebrow, but do not put words to my curiosity. First, I will answer all of his questions. "Ask an' I will answer," I inform him as I dismount the fairy horse. I stand relaxed and waiting for anything.

 

[poohlive]

"You told me..." And Gavin had to stop there, a weakness of the knees wouldn't allow him to stand much longer. He buckled, hands shifting on the soft grass, holding him up as if by magic of his own. His whole body shuddered, wanting to do nothing more than fall to the ground and die.

He held there, hands and knees, shaking with strength that ebbed and flowed from him, both draining and regenerizing at the same time. It was like the necklace, the druidess' fighting, but this was much worse. This was his entire body being ravished, torn apart from the inside out.

It took a moment before it passed, and Gavin could stand again. He wiped the tears from his eyes, knowing he was indeed dying. Blood trickled down his nose unnoticed. Another tremor like that, and he would not be able to get up. She was killing him, she had put her hooks deep inside, and now that he wanted them pulled out, she would take the rest with her... at least enough to make what was left of Gavin unrecognizable and deformed.

"You told me this was a safe place... a haven, is that true? I gave my word these women were not to be harmed. I think... they only want to rid me of the druidess like yourself, and I couldn't.. She wanted me to kill them, I almost... it was a struggle. I could see the sword in my hands, but I didn't. God, I didn't."

Gavin could tell he made hardly any sense, but it did not matter any more. None of it mattered anymore.

"The seamstress... she is a princess. Please, address her as such. She is... my betrothed. She knows how to break the spell, at least she thinks she does. She tried once, but it didn't work. Could you help her? Could you do something more? I can't live like this... she'll kill me. I don't want to die."

And Gavin did sink down to the grass again, this time hands over his face. He did cry, long and hard, tears streaming down, the blood on his nose flowing more free now.

"Please..."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Megan looked to the woman, who she had misjudged. "I must ask your forgiveness. I thought it was you that had invaded Lord Gavin, and though I have decieved others, I shall not hold him to the betrothal, his heart is captured by another, and I'll not stand in his way for that. But it is true, he is possessed by the demonic witch, and we, I... don't know how to rid him of her."

She bent her head and her shoulders sagged, "I wronged you and for that I will always feel shame, please forgive me. I am willing to help you in whatever way you have need of me, but no... I am nothing compared to you, the little things I know, are just enough to keep me safe, not enough to rid the vile thing inside him."

 

[RoneLith]

Alone with his Mistress at last Gin appeared out of the shadow and kneeled at her side. He cursed himself for not arriveing in time to stop his old enemy from causing her harm. If he had been there he could have done something, he looked up at her and held nothing but respect for the woman, the wound had just missed her heart and had only hurt her muscle tissue. A weaker woman would have been dead by now and most men as well but her strength and character held onto life allowed her to fight harder than any he had ever known. Gin was right to pledge his lifelong alligence to her she held true strength. He knew it was not his fault for not being there, how could he have known still he looked into her eyes, his own begging for a forgiveness that she could not deliver.

"I am here, my Mistress." His voice had lost its etheral quality that was a trick he used in public view, but now when it was just the two of them his true voice came out. His voice had nearly cracked with tears as he spoke, if it was not for the sheer discipline that he held for himself he would be crying at this moment. "I am sorry, can you ever forgive me?" She might forgive him but he did not belive he could forgive himself, the only way to acheive his own forgiveness was to never let her be in this position again.

 

[LadyFairy]

Hearing Gin's voice and seeing him at her side helped Brinna to relax, and smile secure in the knowledge that he was alright. Hushhh there is nothing ta foregive...I am simply glad that ye are safe and well... Donna blame yerself for this tis not but a flesh wound. I'll be up and dealing with those fool english on the morrow you'll see. She said laying her hand over his, as she looked into his eyes.

Rememebering that he had gone to see the king, and doing her best to keep both their prides intact. she asked How did you fare on yer mission? What is James stance in this struggle between the McNeil and McCallister?

 

[RoneLith]

"The King did what I had expected," Gin said standing and then sitting on the bed next to her pulling a blanket up higher. "He will offer no involvement to either side. I did not think he would help us truthfully but I had to make sure he heared our side of truth before he heared Gavin's twisted lies. It is what any ruler should do in this situation." He faught to keep his eyes away from her wound and on her face, bathed in the candle light she seemed to glow as if her strength had come forth and taken to light. Truly she was a remarkable woman, he wondered if he should remove his mask and let her see his face he shook the thought from his head and kneeled by the bed side again. "There is something more distrubing to report my Mistress. It explains my tardiness. I fear that the Druidess that took over Gavin's mind has dug her claws deep into the men of the McNeils. I went to their camp and found a sick green mist had envoloped it. All coherent thought had left the eyes of the men there, replaced with rage and hatered. I had found evidence that may lighten your heart, three sets of tracks left the camp shortly before I had arrived, they headed to your sisters grove. My guess is that Gavin has finally broken free I am unsure as to who the two others were. Still I belive that the men of the McNeils will still come and attack us led now by their Druidess and pure desire to see this place burned." Gin sighed and stood again prepareing to return to shadow. "This is nothing but a fight between two sisters and innocents are once again pulled into the frey." His knees faltered and he nearly collasped, just catching himself on her bed post. He was tired and weak from his running he would help no one in the condition he was in he needed rest.

 

[LadyFairy]

Brinna listened to Gin speak the sound of his voice comforting. Its good that James has left things in our hands, and that Gavin is fighting this druid's control.. Tho i've now knowledge of how ta fight this magic.. Once i am well i will consult with my sister and see what can be done... I am glad to have ye at my side. Watching him rise as he spoke of inocents being drawn into a fight between two sisters Brinna nodded her agreement with his assesment of the situation.

Seeing Gin's knees weeken and watching him grab the bed post Brinna moved as quickly as she could ignoring her nakedness and her wounds to go to his side. Kutso are you alright? she asked helping him to sit down on the bed. She knelt down infront of him so that she could see his eyes.

She wanted to check for wounds but didnt want to tresspass where she may not be wanted, Brinna carfuly looked him over not seeing any blood on his clothing but was unsure due to the yards and yards of clothing he wore. Are ye wounded? Tell me what ye need.