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From the writtings of a priest of Aragen
« on: December 30, 2004, 01:52:00 AM »
*In a neat hand in an old forgotten journal the following entry can be found."

I spent most of the day going abut my duties as usually. Ordering the library, taking the books off the shelves, dusting, reordering, repeat. Later that day however, things began to get strange. The sky darkend, and a horrible storm began. We shut all of the windows and made sure the books were all protected, and then, some of us peaked out of the windows to watch it.

The storm blew over Casterly Castle like nothing I had ever seen. It was truly horrible to behold, but at the same time, the power it commanded was truly magnificent. We could not look away from the storm, but we all feared what evils it would bring.

In the middle of the storm however, we saw the most pecular thing. Two forms ran into the castle seeking shelter. The first was a man. He wore great bleu and gold robes and had red hair that stood out even from where we were standing. He had a sword at his side and a worried look on his face. From the colors and the way he walked it was obvious he was a Toranite.

The other was a woman, being shielded and taken along somewhat by the man. She was shorter than the man, and wore a white dress. Her hair was blonde. She would have looked very pretty if she didn't seem so sad. As the two of them approached the tower the head preist there told us to open the doors and let them in.

The two were soaking wet when they entered. The preist had us help them to dry off, and to get thier clothes reasonably dry. Then we led them to the library where they just sat there, holding each other.

The one odd thing I noticed, is that the woman didn't hold herself like a Toranite, but she wore a holy symbol of Toran ... and she refused to remove it no matter the circumstance. It seemed very important to her, though I cannot see why.

Those two fell asleep, just holding each other. It was kind of odd to watch ... I hope they're alright though. I haven't really seen them around these parts before.

(This post is about Quin and Mirren by the way, for those of you who are a bit slow, or don't know the characters. Thought I would write from someone elses veiw.)
 

 

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