CHORES

[kiah]

kiah helped ..(( NPCed after Rt took her away - grins and winks at kiah - ))

silence,
what a selfless slave you are to include her after her departure. ((to those not there, kiah's final post in the room, after receiving permission to leave, was that she went to go help)).

please know that your natural instinct and intelligence during your first migration is admired by her.

kiah{MTC}

[silence{MTC}]

- Smiles and huggles - What are sisters for hmm??? 

[Thalia]

This night was eventful indeed!

I was commanded by my Mistress, via Mistress Malefic, to deliver medicinal supplies to the quarantined wagon.  No sooner had I fetched the satchel of feverfew tea and other fever- and congestion-reducing herbs my Mistress had in her wagon, but the wagon column started moving! 

I had to run the many passangs through the column, throw the bag of medicine onto the porch of the sick wagon, and then catch my breath, watching forlornly as the wagons took their way across the Plains.  I knew that the slave driving the sick wagon would shout to an Outrider -- but would it happen before I was frostbitten!

And then a familiar face -- that of Buttercup the Kaila -- appeared.  Seems the fat, lazy beast was left behind!  I was able to ride him back to the wagon column, and safety...

[silence{MTC}]

well .. still in the freight wagon with malice vengance and kiah... Tonight .. I knocked the snow off the wheels and axles .. made sure they were well greased .. Ohh ... and tossed a thrall off Mistress Sah's wagon to be ran over .. - grins wickedly - Tonight was a good night ...

[fancy]

fancy forgot too post for January 6, 2007 she came in right when migration began and got too ride on the wagon with kadi was fun

started working on a pretest for her mat

[pleasure{MTC}]

pleasure roasted two haunches of bosk, with the help of thralls, made a stew thick and hearty with peppers and seasonings, and a rich, lightly seasoned broth for the ill. she checked the kennel wagon bosk, and greased the wheels and axles. she also set furs around the roaring fire, for the Masters and Mistresses comfort.

[fancy]

fancy got her results from her pretest and has to study more and get too know her family more...beams...

seen how much hardwork and dangerous migration can be seen many casualties last night ...went too help the kennel wagon that collapsed but was nothing a girl could do....

when the wagons stopped too rest helped get the logs and dung bags out for the campfire too heat up our camp....

[Shadow duck]

helped Mistress Mal with her stichin of her finger.. fetched meat for her to eat(( or should i say devour)) checked to be sure all the wheels were free of snow an ice an also checked the axles and wheels an hubs layed down some more old furs for when we rock the wagon to move. made sure that dee ate.. gave dee a ride on Koda to her Mistresses wagon.. then tied him to the back of Mistresses wagon checked the lamps were lit an got the wagon ready to roll.. then handed the reins to her sister cause r/t was kickin her ass big time...

[pleasure{MTC}]

pleasure set three more haunches to roast and made a thick hearty stew of bosk hearts and livers. she cleaned the kennel wagon chamber pots. she thought about making a fish stew, but knows that there is a plethora of bosk meat now... sighs.

[kadi{MTC}]

she did drive her Mistresses wagon last night, down the decline, it was hard going but she made it safely, the team now rest and are munching on grass hay, kadi rests in one of the large wagons

[Thalia]

Last eve, Mistress Taryn ordered me from the Medical Wagon, where I had been making my rounds of the amputees, so that I might eat well and rest.  I did indeed have fresh bosk steak sliced from a spitted haunch at the fires, then climbed into my Mistress's wagon to rest before I would be needed to take over for (NPC'd) jale.

[pleasure{MTC}]

pleasure made a roast side of bosk minus the haunch she cut from it yesterday. fish chowder, in case the Free are tired of roast bosk. and fish broth for the ill and injured. she was thrown a copper and told to strip... pleasure did not strip but Master BALROCK-CRAGS left pleasure and the copper so she picked it up in her teeth and placed it on Master Ubars porch on His furs there.

[kiah]

kiah had her nose pierced and was branded with the one inch H shaped curving horns of the bosk by Mistress Malefic. she met Master Krul whom chose to inspect her brand and was pleased with Mistress's work. ((kiah did offer service to both Mistress and Master))


it was an emotional time for kiah, her nose ring making her feel like she belonged, amongst the multitude of slaves in camp that she felt set apart from before tonight. her smile was different when she looked into the tiny mirror before sleep, not of vanity, but perhaps, a growing confidence. the brand, brought tears( to the typist's eyes too, not so much as she imagined the pain but) because she was judged worthy enough to brand, to place the permanent mark upon her flesh as if awknowledging that yes, the tuchuk slave spirit really does rest within this girl, to mark her like every other animal owned, saying, yes, she is one of Ours.

[kiah]

kiah milked some of the bosk today, hoping for them to be somewhat settled, tired out, from the long trek. she needed to make a hasty exit, almost not making it to the gate, when some ever-randy bulls got that look and came to visit the females.

[Thalia]

When the wagon column stopped for rest and minor repairs, some ten passangs from the City of Turia, I handed the next leg of driving and care of the bosk team to (NPC'd) jale, while I myself saw to the wheels and axles.  The snowfall seems to have been light on this area of the Plains, and the build-up of ice on the underside of the wagon next to nothing.  For once, it was easy to grease the axles and wheel bearings.

The call to move was given.  Just as I was about to climb aboard the wagon box to keep my chain sister company during the last leg of our journey to Turia, the scrape of kaiila claws alerted me to the presence of Master Tegutai. 

His head turned to regard me, but before would could speak... DEMON walked the Master right into an spare wagon tongue which was jutting off the side of a neighboring wagon's platform.  The kaiila passed under, but Master was struck in the left temple by the wagon tongue and knocked from his mount.

Though the bleeding had to be staunched with snow and my own koora, I determined that the Master had no concussion and would not need stitches.  The wagon had begun taking their way past us, and we walked for some time while the Master regained his bearings and the column rumbled past.  Then Master was able to call DEMON back, and we rode the rest of the way to the City walls without further incident (well, at least to either one of us!); whereupon Master ordered a tired slave to bed.

I do not enjoy standing in the shadow of the looming, nine walled Jewel of the Plains, nor could I long survive within its walls after a life of harshness and wide-open spaced on the Plains of the Wagon Peoples.  Yet, for all that, I look forward to hot food, comfortable rest, and the bath houses -- not to mention the "shopping"!