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Post by Morgan on Jul 5, 2005 23:13:38 GMT -5
Morgan lives in a small home with her father. The smalle space is one area with a spot for cooking, a bunk bed for her and her father made of wood with rope for the matreass holder and they'd put hay/straw mats on it and blankets to sleep on, and in the main area there is a small area that had a spinning wheel and baskets filled with fresh cotton, some had white thread waiting to be dyed and others were filled with dyed yarn so she could weave it into clothes, and carpets and such which would be sold in the markets. Morgan returned from the fields and walked over to her spinning wheel and began spinning the fresh picked cotton into thread.
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Post by Faramir on Jul 11, 2005 6:19:15 GMT -5
It was a drak cold night, as most nights were in Gondor now that Mordor had taken Ithilien and a dark cloud came towards the city. It was raining as Faramir walked the streets of Gondor. He came upon the home and knocked upon the door
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Post by Morgan on Jul 11, 2005 9:11:29 GMT -5
Morgan opened the door and noticing the man as a Lord of Gondor she bowed. "My lord, are you all right?"
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Post by Faramir on Jul 18, 2005 17:08:48 GMT -5
*he nodded * i am fine, just a bit wet. I wish to speak with you. May i come in?
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Post by Morgan on Jul 26, 2005 8:56:08 GMT -5
"Um, sure, please." She said to him and opened the door for him. "I'm sorry it's not much of anything." She said to him and shut the door behind him.
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Post by Faramir on Jul 26, 2005 12:39:36 GMT -5
*he smiled * It is fine. much larger and more decrative than what i am used to living in * he took a seat in a chair
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Post by Morgan on Jul 26, 2005 23:50:31 GMT -5
"But how so my lord... I'm mean...sorry." She bowed, being very flustered. "What is it you want?" She asked him taking a seat on a stool in front of him.
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Post by Faramir on Jul 27, 2005 5:18:56 GMT -5
Are you any good with a sword, Lady Morgan
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Post by Morgan on Jul 27, 2005 8:16:02 GMT -5
She shook her head sadly. "I'm afraid not my lord. Why do you ask?" She wondered curiously.
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Post by Faramir on Jul 27, 2005 8:16:51 GMT -5
*he nodded * Have you ever been in a battle
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Post by Morgan on Jul 27, 2005 8:21:42 GMT -5
She shook her head. "No my lord, none of the women have been permitted. We always have to work the fields and make sure our jobs are on time and when the men go to war we often have to take upt their jobs as well." She replied to him.
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Post by Faramir on Jul 27, 2005 8:23:32 GMT -5
*he nodded * This is understandable. Although i did not know that it was still like that. The law and all. Queen Aryndel is a just ruler. I do not think she would allow this if you brought it to her attention. A great warrior she is herself
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Post by Morgan on Jul 27, 2005 8:27:10 GMT -5
"But I couldn't my lord. I've heard of her. Her strength in battle and her kindness as all of us have but nine of us have alot of free time. Many of us grow food for the castles and other nobles. I myself pick cotton and weave it into carpets and clothes. Mostle for nobles but once or twice I did a job for the royal family." She said to him.
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Post by Faramir on Jul 27, 2005 8:29:09 GMT -5
*he nodded * I understand. WOuld you want to be a warrior, or a soldier?
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Post by Morgan on Jul 27, 2005 8:33:49 GMT -5
She thought about for a minuet and nodded. "That'd be nice. I'd like to but the only problem is that I can't neglect my work. Not only could I get in trouble from my employers but it's my only way to get money to keep this householad up. My father is near his time and can't work for much longer." She replied, wishing she could help but wasn't sure how, with her chores and all anyways.
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