walksindeath: (Looking up)
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The faint light from the Charter Stones seems to turn everything to muted grey and gold from behind Sabriel's half-closed eyes. It is warm here in the centre of the reservoir, slowly melting away the chill from crossing the water earlier. She lies still in the bottom of the boat so as not to jar her leg; it still hurts, but by now in a healthier, sorer way as the spells drain away the inflammation and infection, bolstered by the strength of the Charter stones above.

The stones are always comforting, although sometimes if she thinks too deeply, she wonders if the darker traces on the rock under the flow of charter marks are Touchstone's blood, from the many months he had spent mending them. And then she remembers coming down here the first time, into the horror of black water broken stones and oncoming Dead.

Maudlin thoughts, and probably feverish.

She closes her eyes all the way, and wills the Charter to heal her faster. There's so little time for anything, these days.

Date: 2010-02-13 08:07 pm (UTC)
makesthings: (in waiting)
From: [personal profile] makesthings
No one seemed to know what to say and the silence was making Sam nervous so he quietly asked,

"How badly were you hurt?"

Date: 2010-02-16 04:35 am (UTC)
charter_npc: (Touchstone cranky beard)
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"Meaning me, I suppose." He gives a sigh and shifts his robe and swords. The reservoir is cold and the swords are a placed awkwardly for the moment. Maybe he should have changed before hand.

No. The matter at hand was too important. "The reason I am fussing, " he said, "Is that I am concerned that all this winter someone, or something, has been deliberately and cleverly arranging situations to put you most at risk. Look at the places you've been called to, and how there are always more Dead than there reported and more dangerous creatures - "

Date: 2010-02-20 03:25 am (UTC)
charter_npc: (Touchstone cranky beard)
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"It almost certainly is," he said with a sigh. "General Tindall believes that Corolini and his Our Country Party are being funded with Old Kingdom gold, though he cannot definitely prove it. Since Corolini and his party now hold the balance of power in the Ancelstierre Moot they've been able to get the Southerlings moved farther and farther north. They have also made it clear that their ulitmate aim is to get all the Southerling refugees moved across the Wall, into our Kingdom."

Sometimes the Ancelstierre politics made no sense to Touchstone. And the fact that Old Kingdom gold was funding their politics riled him greatly.

Date: 2010-02-20 03:28 am (UTC)
makesthings: (little awkward)
From: [personal profile] makesthings
Sam has tried to understand politics but this just reminds him that he doesn't really. Kait would probably understand this and have some clever solution,

"Why? I mean what for? Its not as if northern-Ancelstierre is over-populated."

Date: 2010-02-20 04:07 am (UTC)
charter_npc: (Touchstone)
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"I'm not sure," Touchstone reluctantly replied. "The reasons they make public in Ancelstierre are populist rubbish, pandering to the fears of the countryfolk. But there has to be a reason why someone here is supplying them with gold 0 enough gold to buy the twelve seats they've picked up in the Moot. I fear that reason may have something to do with the fact that we have not been able to find more than a score of the thousand people who were sent across a month ago, and none of that score alive. The rest have simply vanished - "

Date: 2010-02-21 03:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unlessidoit.livejournal.com
"How could that many people disappear? Surely they would leave some trace," interrupted Ellie, "Perhaps I should go-"

Date: 2010-03-04 04:56 am (UTC)
charter_npc: (Touchstone cranky beard)
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"No." It amused Touchstone that his daughter thought that she could do better than himself at it. A good thing in a future ruler, that confidence. But his tone and expression sobered as he continued. "This is not as simple as it appears, Ellimere. Sorcery is involved. Your mother thinks that we will find them when we least want to, and that they will not be living when we do."

Date: 2010-03-10 04:31 am (UTC)
charter_npc: (Five Great Charters knit the land)
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He stood up and drew one of swords out. Holding it out he searched out to the Charter, letting the Marks flick out into the cold air like liquid fire.

The Marks glittered and jumped from stone to stone, until the roared into a crown of sparkling fire, weaving into a protective crown.

Date: 2010-03-10 04:34 am (UTC)
makesthings: (charter engineer)
From: [personal profile] makesthings
Looking over the side of the barge, Sam saw that the fire had even spread under water that created a net of marks on the floor.

The magical barrier completely enclosed them and it relied on the power of the Great Stones, he wanted to ask his father how it was done, but there wasn't time.

Date: 2010-03-12 01:11 am (UTC)
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Ellie curls her hand around her mother's, taking some comfort from the familiar strength.

"But I thought the Clayr could See everything," she says, distinctly off-balance and hating every moment of it. "I mean, they often get the time wrong, but they still See."

"Don't they?"

Date: 2010-03-12 03:12 am (UTC)
charter_npc: (Touchstone cranky beard)
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"Over the past four or five years the Clayr have become aware that their Sight is clouded, and possibly has always been clouded, in the region around the eastern shores of the Red Lake and Mount Abed," Touchstone said grimly. It bothered him that they couldn't See there. Even if it wasn't where the king's influence held.

"A large area, which not coincidentally is also where our royal writ does not hold true. There is some power there that opposes both the Clayr and our Authority, blocking their Sight and breaking the Charter Stones I have set there."

His palms twitched as he said that. The need for going back there when this was all done would be strong and he would have to make it a high priority.

Date: 2010-03-12 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unlessidoit.livejournal.com
"Well, shouldn't we call out the Trained Bands and take them and the Guard and go down there and sort it out once and for all?" protests Ellimere, former Captain of the Wyverly College hockey team.

Date: 2010-03-15 10:43 pm (UTC)
makesthings: (have to fight)
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"The necromancer woman,"

Sam interrupted, he remembered the story since he'd been thinking a lot about necromancers lately,

"The one with the bronze mask."

Date: 2010-03-15 10:51 pm (UTC)
makesthings: (mirror)
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"The..the necromancer?"

His voice squeaks and he knows everyone must be able to hear the fear in his voice as he rubs at his wrists as his sleeves ride up, showing his burned skin.

Date: 2010-03-19 03:07 am (UTC)
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"What plans?" asks Ellimere, "What are they...it...whatever...going to do?"

Date: 2010-03-20 02:12 am (UTC)
makesthings: (hiding)
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There's a long silence after she finishes speaking and Sam found his imagination filling with a host of the Dead.

It was too easy to imagine Life-starved corpses stretching from horizon to horizon and towards him.

He wouldn't show just how frightened he was, he couldn't so he just gripped his mother's hand tightly.

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