the archers of Freggh part one (for Lindor Illisse ar Valandil

"*sighes deeply and then takes out the last load of bread* wow that is the last one, now cool the furnace and then call it a day..." Golradir sighed relieved while placing the warm breads upon a table. Gonfindl looks at the entrance and notices Oleria and Landin. "*jumps from behind the counter* Ah my relatives in law, goodafternoon, what can I serve you?" he asks while both elfs enter the bakery. "*smiles* ahh I love the smell of warm bread, I'll take two." Oleria responded. Gonfindl packs two breads and hands them over to Oleria. "*peeks* you look worried elder, is something wrong?"
"*nods* there is Gonfindl, for the past three days I've seen bad omens in the air, and I can't say for sure, but the last time I've seen those signs, it were when the trolls of Uvertun came over the mountains and tried to destroy our village. Golradir were just a baby and I fear..." Oleria began when suddenly Golradir entered the bakerystore and embraces his mother. "mother those trolls were destroyed, who else could possibly threaten us."
"*gazes at the breads* there are those who dwell in the foul marchlands of Cree. The undead of Cree." Landin responded.
"*turns pale* oh no...even our magic can't stop them...ow mother, father, I'm not afraid of my life, but I fear for our wife and children..." Golradir whispered as I enter holding Haldir Finrod. "*looks around* what's wrong?" I ask worried about their pale faces
"*embraces me* love the undead of Cree, they are on the move...if they reach town, they'll destroy us and everything..."
"*shakes head* my goodness... this can't be real," I respond while holding my baby closer. I look at Gonfindl and then to Oleria. "If there is a threat indeed... then there is a solution too...*looks at Golradir* there is a band of Paladins called the archers of Freggh, they are specialists in killing undead..." I say. "*shakes head* no my love have you forgotten that their leader was in love with you? But you have refused him and chosen me instead, he'll never aid us..." Gonfindl responded while gazing at me. Suddenly Shishelinda appears and falls upon her knees in front of Gonfindl "*begs* mylord, I'm just a lady of pleasure, but what if we offered ourselves to those paladins? would he help us then? I'm sure my friends would be agree, if it is for the good of our village?"
"*helps the girl up* and who will take care of Lindor if he comes back?" Gonfindl asks.
"*folds hands* it is true that I like him, but he'll understand that I make my choices based upon the good of our community and I'm thinking about your children, so that they too one day will have children of their own, if the undead kill all of us... there won't be a future." Shishelinda responded before going to the door. "I'm going to the Mama, and ask for her advice..."
"*Shakes head* let me go, I'm familiar with those guys..." I begin but both my husbands shake their heads. "*holds my hands* no my love we'll bring them to this village and then we'll discuss matters." Golradir replied. "*turns to Gonfindl* ready to go my friend? We'll take Shishelinda with us and..."
"*interrupts* no!!! no one is going... I'll write a letter first, or else they won't even receive you..." I yell. Both men nod and after giving my child to Oleria I take parchment and Quill in order to write a decent letter.

A bit later both men and Shishelinda are seated upon Tvalarish, accompanied by Fallana and Shahagin. "*waves* wish us luck, we'll be back within three days and hopefully with the archers..." Gonfindl responded before they fly off. I gaze at them and then realize that it wouldn't be easy to convince a band of rogue paladins.

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> "sighes deeply and then takes out the last load of bread wow that is the last one, now cool the furnace and then call it a day..." Golradir sighed relieved while placing the warm breads upon a table. Gonfindl looks at the entrance and notices Oleria and Landin. "jumps from behind the counter Ah my relatives in law, goodafternoon, what can I serve you?" he asks while both elfs enter the bakery. "smiles ahh I love the smell of warm bread, I'll take two." Oleria responded. Gonfindl packs two breads and hands them over to Oleria. "peeks you look worried elder, is something wrong?" > "nods there is Gonfindl, for the past three days I've seen bad omens in the air, and I can't say for sure, but the last time I've seen those signs, it were when the trolls of Uvertun came over the mountains and tried to destroy our village. Golradir were just a baby and I fear..." Oleria began when suddenly Golradir entered the bakerystore and embraces his mother. "mother those trolls were destroyed, who else could possibly threaten us." > "gazes at the breads there are those who dwell in the foul marchlands of Cree. The undead of Cree." Landin responded. > "turns pale oh no...even our magic can't stop them...ow mother, father, I'm not afraid of my life, but I fear for our wife and children..." Golradir whispered as I enter holding Haldir Finrod. "looks around what's wrong?" I ask worried about their pale faces > "embraces me love the undead of Cree, they are on the move...if they reach town, they'll destroy us and everything..." > "shakes head my goodness... this can't be real," I respond while holding my baby closer. I look at Gonfindl and then to Oleria. "If there is a threat indeed... then there is a solution too...looks at Golradir there is a band of Paladins called the archers of Freggh, they are specialists in killing undead..." I say. "shakes head no my love have you forgotten that their leader was in love with you? But you have refused him and chosen me instead, he'll never aid us..." Gonfindl responded while gazing at me. Suddenly Shishelinda appears and falls upon her knees in front of Gonfindl "begs mylord, I'm just a lady of pleasure, but what if we offered ourselves to those paladins? would he help us then? I'm sure my friends would be agree, if it is for the good of our village?" > "helps the girl up and who will take care of Lindor if he comes back?" Gonfindl asks. > "folds hands it is true that I like him, but he'll understand that I make my choices based upon the good of our community and I'm thinking about your children, so that they too one day will have children of their own, if the undead kill all of us... there won't be a future." Shishelinda responded before going to the door. "I'm going to the Mama, and ask for her advice..." > "Shakes head let me go, I'm familiar with those guys..." I begin but both my husbands shake their heads. "holds my hands no my love we'll bring them to this village and then we'll discuss matters." Golradir replied. "turns to Gonfindl ready to go my friend? We'll take Shishelinda with us and..." > "interrupts no!!! no one is going... I'll write a letter first, or else they won't even receive you..." I yell. Both men nod and after giving my child to Oleria I take parchment and Quill in order to write a decent letter. > A bit later both men and Shishelinda are seated upon Tvalarish, accompanied by Fallana and Shahagin. "waves wish us luck, we'll be back within three days and hopefully with the archers..." Gonfindl responded before they fly off. I gaze at them and then realize that it wouldn't be easy to convince a band of rogue paladins. >
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