CHORES

[dilshad{property of Tira}]

helped to feed the bosk
worked a bit on repairing a wagon
crushed up some balckbeans

[rep]

kiah went 'shopping' but having the luxury of money could not decide on anything to buy

[rep]

kiah worked in one of the freight wagons, rearranging the recently acquired stock (crates and sacks) with a NPC thrall to make more room and then tied it all down in preparation of departing the Point

she didn't write any 'book' posts for a change

[dilshad{property of Tira}]

worked on filling the water barrels amd checking for leaks

[rep]

spent time with the family, offered service to Mistress Amber and then Mistress Shoko whom had her go shopping for something for gavin, herself and two npc slave girls. made it out of the Point.

had fun. relaxed for awhile which was surprising. got to watch/hear many loving conversation between different family members. hadn't seen lure in action for she doesn't know how long. lure brings something that is indescribable (and good advice too, lol). Mistress Shoko luckily was pleased with gavin's gifts she picked when her brain shut off in wee hours of the morning (she really wasn't trying to be selfish with the food items Mistress)

[familure{TD}]

was able to gnaw through the shackles of rt and made it in to the point...and was able to see my Owners for a little bit! was allowed to go shopping, and found another small amber stone, one that could almost be the twin to a stone found long ago in the stalls of Turia, and was thrilled beyond belief when my Mistress accepted the small gift, as well as remembering the original stone...

it was good to be back...even for a little while. thinking next week (after wednesday) a dopey flutterby should be around till sunday night...~s

[dilshad{property of Tira}]

greased axels and wheels
worked on making a quivva sheaf

[rep]

Mistress Nightstorm let her bring her fruits before there was some action in the tall grass with a couple of our warriors, kiah screamed like a barbarian before common sense took over and she ran to safety of the wagon kennel. when it was safe to come out, she was ordered to bring paga to Master Raz and then comfort Master Titus while he was getting an arrow barb removed from his um body.

she was kept a bit off balance most of the night, the r/p position of people and camp not real clear when she came in and then making a careless mistake with Master Ubar, wondering if a Mistress was asking her a 'trick' question about finding fruit, then the skirmish breaking out (which she thought was great-she's never witnessing that before!) then the medical response which she has no experience/training so she posted infrequently as that unfolded until she was pulled into the r/p - oh - and the ST - it was the first time she ever got to feel the 'she can't believe he just did that to me'..lol...it was all good, memorable, and lessons, always lessons.

[familure{TD}]

was able to once again escape the chains of RT to spend a little time with family~s

and managed to have quite the adventure (thanks to ST) 

suffice it to say, she is now suffering from two very tender cheeks, one thanks to a splinter...the other...err...well...suppose it was the payment for splinter removal~lol

[rep]

she didn't get to r/p that long of a time tonight but was with the wagons when they came home  (kept thinking of Motley Crue's Home Sweet Home)

got to 'watch' the joy of both Master Ubar and Mistress Nex and also the Camp when the wagon column arrived home and also learned of the some of the mindset of our Camp's leader of the trip to the Point. she finally got to see sexy sis silence in the room 

[kelsey]

dakota - your chore of greasing axles and wheels doesn't fly.  I was in there and you did it in one post.  As you know, that is totally unacceptable as a chore.  If one post chores continue, I will be speaking to your Mistress about it.

Kelsey

[sinnocent]

sin helped pack up the commissary wagon, packed her own trunk and secured it, she helped grease the wagon wheels.

sin has been put in charge of herding verr...so she will be doing such on the migration

[kadi{MTC}]

kadi made up the rest of the inner circle medi packs(no role play for this as when she was doing it ST decided that we where getting under way)

she checked over her Mistresses wagon and the team making sure that the tack fitted right so there would be no sores early on, she lit the red lamp at rear of wagon and drove the team when the order came to move out,(it was then 4am her time and meds had kicked in so she handed the reins to kinta and fell asleep)

[rep]

kiah is driving a team (with an npc thrall named cole) on a freight wagon for her third migration as they left 'Camp' and hit the 'Territories' she rec'd instructions regarding how to stay hydrated. she got her bottom pinched by a seat board though she still wonders if it could possibly have been by the thrall sitting on the bench next to her. one of the team's yokes cracked but held long enough til a stop for rest was made to make repairs. hot weather made tempers short-thrall got testy and slipped trying to get off the moving wagon, hitting his head and going unconscious, giving kiah a chance to put basic first aid techniques to test but also making her have to talk to him to keep him awake per Mistress Amber's only possible remedy instructions. now she feels responsible for not only the team of bosk, contents of the freight wagon, and herself but also the stupid thrall.

kiah got a lucky roll of the die last night ~phew~..lol..can't wait to see what happens next time. though her third migration, she has not r/p'd for hours and hours in a migration so she is not as experienced in it as it may sound but is eager to face the challenges that will arise. ~remembering ST's laugh as she went offline last night~...heard rumor that Master Ubar was shirtless but couldn't "see" from where she was and was too busy with her own responsibilities to oogle anyways..*innocent look*..*nod nod*..*lol*

[sinnocent]

sin insured her herd was watered and fed today, she then cleaned a fur for Master Dylan and bathed from the sweaty dust...