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eachdraidh2014-07-22 09:04 pm
dappergent) wrote in eachdraidh2014-07-22 09:04 pm
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[ Oscar had been out of touch for a good few weeks thanks to traveling and doing a little bit of one on one reconnaissance in a nearby village. It was just a few farms, an inn, a tavern or two and of course a few tradesmen. Towns liked to spring up near a castle after all and Oscar was getting a lay of the land!
... and also sampling a few wine bottles but that just helped get the tongues wagging, you know. But then he woke up one day and rolled over and remembered he had a locket and it wasn't some fair lady's locket but rather his. After a brief moment of scrolling, he suddenly bolted out of bed and rushed out of the inn, calling for his companions to follow him with jacket in tow and his shirt sleeves half buttoned!
Struggling, he turned on his locket and attempted to make a call to his friends and failed completely, broadcasting it to all and sundry. ]
What news of this army have we heard? Is it a large group? How many days before they reach the castle? Gilbert, Elliot, Alice! Please tell me you're safe!
[ And, you know, not mixed up in this mess because odds are, they're all right smack in the middle of the whole dang thing. Curse your noble hearts! ]
((ooc: Due to hiatus, Oscar's been doing some snooping into how the general populace feels about caer glaem and the war (general) for the last two weeks and so he hasn't been checking his locket too often because he's been busy. Feel free to action it up at the village if you like or while he's enroute back to the castle! I figure he's probably at least a few days ride out from it. ))
... and also sampling a few wine bottles but that just helped get the tongues wagging, you know. But then he woke up one day and rolled over and remembered he had a locket and it wasn't some fair lady's locket but rather his. After a brief moment of scrolling, he suddenly bolted out of bed and rushed out of the inn, calling for his companions to follow him with jacket in tow and his shirt sleeves half buttoned!
Struggling, he turned on his locket and attempted to make a call to his friends and failed completely, broadcasting it to all and sundry. ]
What news of this army have we heard? Is it a large group? How many days before they reach the castle? Gilbert, Elliot, Alice! Please tell me you're safe!
[ And, you know, not mixed up in this mess because odds are, they're all right smack in the middle of the whole dang thing. Curse your noble hearts! ]
((ooc: Due to hiatus, Oscar's been doing some snooping into how the general populace feels about caer glaem and the war (general) for the last two weeks and so he hasn't been checking his locket too often because he's been busy. Feel free to action it up at the village if you like or while he's enroute back to the castle! I figure he's probably at least a few days ride out from it. ))
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Why are you asking him? But despite the sweat now dampening his collar, Oscar puts on a brave face and, um... ]
You just write her name in on the locket and, um, leave a note, I think. [ Oscar tugged at said collar. ] I'm sure it can be done! [ he hopes ]
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I'll try that, tha-!
[And in smashing the face of the locket he ends up cutting the call off in the middle of what would have been a "thank you". He'll just have to tell him in person when he sees him later.]