Heathfield - Ballicastle - Tyremoor History
Fate Proves Herself the Fickle Mistress - Part I
knew of Nick's intent tonight, but then he always did, and he had seen
all ready and waiting Nick when he arrived at the hidden cottage. Zephyr
bobbed his head only slightly as the weight of his rider settled in.
The helm was handed up and Nick slid it on, a slow nod down to his
man...all was in order. "Do mind your back, M'Lord...and
Godspeed to you." Nick grinned "Always,
McMillian...and have that coffee ready come daylight, aye?" A
tap of heels to the horse's midsection all that was needed and the beast
bolted forward, eager to be on their way.
... to be Continued ...
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leader of the brigands looked as well to those descended upon them, his
orders for all to. "See to yourselves!" As he
watched one after another of his men fall...only a few left now...
including himself, the odds were not in their favor. He had been at this
too long not to realize, there was one yet unseen, and he followed the
path of an arrow which had caught another in the chest, eyes narrowed
and assessing. He was to his own mount, as if in retreat.
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seemed in the confusion they lost sight of Teri and with another tug of
the reins he now followed his brothers, his blade still hanging low to
his side.....no, not again he thought, if anything happened to her it
would be the end of him for sure.
((I would like to say here that I had intended to transform this into narrative form, but everyone did such a fine job with their contributions while playing it out, I felt credit should be given where credit was due. The Player of Nick))
Live rp (5-29-01) between NPC's: Wenchel & Chelsea, Barkley Nichols and TeriMacKenzie
Nichols sat alone at his dinner table, the candles and fire burning, the
long table set, all as if he was prepared for company. Though he wasn't.
This was just one of his fetishes. The commotion in the hallway
lifted his gaze from the tender meat of pheasant and he placed his
utensils beside his plate. A lift of cloth napkin to dab at his lips
and his gaze settled on the door. His very own man entered, tugging along
a scratching, hissing bit of feminine trouble, or so it would seem. Both
of those dyed jet black brows lifted and he waited for an explanation to
this which interrupted his meal.
Continued... Live rp (5-29-01) between NPC Chelsea, Barkley Nichols and TeriMacKenzie
Douglas had caused Nichols many a frustrated evening, the entire Douglas
clan for that matter, just in their continued existence. Though,
did that one, Nick Douglas step past the gates of this manor, his head
would be severed from his neck and stuffed to the post to welcome any of
his family who may wish to seek him out.
Taken from live rp: TeriMacKenzie, Barkley Nichols and Nick Douglas (and the npc of Chelsea)
Nichols rubbed a temple with a glance toward the opened window which allowed
in the afternoon breeze. The woman above still had him confounded.
She offered over very little information and even less of anything else.
He frowned. Yes, he could have taken that which he desired, for
desirable she was, but with such strength of passion he caught from her
defiance at dinner the night before, and then, following her bath...such
pleasure would be gained by having her willingly give over all that which
Barkley continued to mull over in his perverted mind. Information
first...seduction in the process...and then... then..this little spitting puss
would be his to taste. The sounds of steps in the hall had him looking
toward the door and he stood, for he had sent Roger after the woman, and the
duo of steps implied one ... was female. The doorway filled with the
lovely lass' presence, Roger nodding from behind and then as she stepped in,
pulling the door closed to allow his Lordship the privacy required.
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was fast to dash closer about to plant her foot into his face but she saw he
was out and didn't waste the time. "Nick, he has a young girl
here.. we need to get her out."
beaded and splattered from the Duke's brow as he parried off a blow,
lunging forward then in a series of attacks against the lad he sparred.
A growl of amusement as the fellow swatted in desperation,
stumbling backwards against the accuracy of the older man's charge.
passed the shop, then stopped, and took those few steps back. A
lean toward the window as her hand lifted to block the glare of the
afternoon sun. Jasper and Manfred both paused as well, moving up
to stand beside her, their arms piled high with boxes already.
had ridden hard and fought hard that night, and when all was said and
done, it was not the brothers grim that laid dead but four others. One
of whom was Mortimer. Other than the clang of sword meeting sword and
the muted sounds of a fatal pierce, the night remained quiet. As they
had come so had they left in the cover of darkness, leaving death in
had been taking a swim when he noticed his brother taking off like a
shot thru the field, something was wrong with Malcolm, and if he had to
guess it had to do with his sister and fathers long absence.
Swimming quickly to the bank he removed his clothes from the ground
dressing as fast as he could, making sure the sword was sheath and
adjusted at his side. Placing his dagger back within his boot, he
tugged his earring once as he vaulted upon the horse kicking the sides
to have him race after Malcolm.
He had found
Kimber and she appeared to be quite well to his delight. The time they
had shared since finding her left him feeling happier then he had in
years and he hated to leave her, but those cornflower blues spotted
Keifer moving like a thief in the night, what was he up to?
might of kept to her suite of rooms in the North Tower but that didn't
mean she didn't know all that was going on in the castle under her.
Trev's coming to visit did bring her out of her shell in more ways then
one. Old friends had a tendency to do such when one needed them. Mary
had been watching them.
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had been shown to the East salon where he waited now for Barkley to join him.
He stood with arms behind his back, that casual rock to booted heels ever so
often while he watched the workings of the manor from the window where he
stood. In order to appease Keifer, and perhaps for his own peace of
mind, he had three guards accompany him and, as the Duke had thought, met with
no malice along the road. Upon arriving, he had dispatched those men to
the guard house so that they could find some refreshment and whatever gaming
was available. This was Barkley Nichols' holding ... there would be no trouble
within these familiar walls.
heard Thomas approach, and quickly stopped his steed, jumping off it in
one fluid motion. Something just was not right, and he could sense
it the way Malcolm had taken off. Almost to his Malcolm's side, he
motioned for Thomas to hurry, knowing something was about to happen,
what he did not know. "Malcolm, still can out run me, eh?"
His fingers brushed the tip of the handle to his sword, knowing if
any harm had befallen upon his father or sister, the sword would indeed
see blood this day.
was about ready to give his runt of a brother a cuff to the back of his
head, the boy was motioning for him to hurry? He was on foot for
hades sake. But he would deal with Keif later, some time ago Thom
realized exactly where they were headed.
dark veil of night would normally have hid the landscape from view. This
morning though, the sun shone bright in the sky, the distant mountains
obscured by the haze of summer. Birds of the field took flight
even before the one on horseback arrived. The chaotic flutter of
wings as they panicked in their way with the uneasiness of one
approaching. That which gave a hunter the advantage. The
sport was not for fowl today though.
seemed to move on day by day without too much of a difference other than
the usual humdrum. It was always amazing how such a sea of tranquility
could not only be disrupted but its whole course changed in a matter of
moments. Such happened to Mike two eves past.
conversations held between both Malcolm and then Michael had his concern
growing in leaps and bounds. All seemed to formulate and congeal into a
matter of dire importance. Mike and he had made the rounds as it was
discovered that Danielle and even their mother were missing. Actually
most were gone now, including all of the Douglas brothers.