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Post by adreannaTal{fb} on Dec 19, 2010 4:30:19 GMT -5
ONES IN RED ARE COMPLETE
12/19/10
chore #1
JESA #2 FILL OIL LAMPS SET OUT NEW CANDLES
*walks back in, finishing for the moment with some of the things that she needed to do in the gardens, making sure she tosses samiam some tabuk for her making sure the beasty is content and stops tearing up her gardens.. chuckling softly she watches the beast follow her back in the room and lay down right in the middle.. shaking her head, she goes and fetches the polish for the lamps, and the oil to refill them, grabbing a few cloths, she sets them all in the middle table..*
*walks around samiam as she watches her playing with the ball of string given to the animal , chuckling softly as she thought that gaini had lost it, she shakes her head at it and laughs.. turning her attentions back to her work, she saunters around the main hroom, finding all the lamps, she carries them back to the table where her oils and such are.. lining them all up in a row, she looks over each one carefully, noticing that there seems to be one missing, she twirls back around to go look it, just to fall against samiam that had moved to behind her... tumbling down, a sting of words fly out of her mouth as she gets back up, glad she didn't have any lamps in her hand at the time..*
*rolls samiam;s string off so that he'll go fetch it, then signal's him with the command, she watches him pad off the short disntance and flop over with it.. laughing she shakes her head and then goes in search for the last lamp, wodering where the heck it went off too. she crinkles her nose chucckles as she sees the last one is with Lady Katt and Jarl Kolderion, thinking they must have been looking over scrolls last night, she smiles softly and carries the last one back to the table*
*hops up on the table and pours some polish on the cloth..she wipes down the outside of each lamp carefully and cautiously.. getting every nook and cranny, she smiles as she watches them start to shimmer as brilliantly as the girls own chocolate eyes.. chuckling softly as she sees her reflection, she makes a face as she realizes that she's got smears on a cheek, and wonders if anyone saw.. *chuckling she wipes it off*... going back to work, she sets each one back in it's line up as she finishes getting them to shine.*
*tosses the cloths away then picks up the oil.. opening it up, she goes down the line, filling each one up to where it needs to be.. shifting the wick a bit to allow some fresh wick to burn, she smiles softly and then carries each one back where she found it, making sure to put one back where the Jarl and Lady had it incase when they return they weren't finished with it.. chuckling softly, she smiles seeing them all full and shining, nodding her head in approval to herself, she puts everything away and calls samiam out back to play around some*
*she heads to the supply shed and fetches the box of candles she made back in camp...leaving samiam outside to play and explore...she takes the candles and lines the walk way illuminateing the path to the Lodge and waltzes around the main room placeing one here and there...prepareing for the evening....
she smiles knowing one of the assigned chores she can cross off
12/19/10
chore #2
adreannas #2 clean out cold room and panty take inventory rotate stock
~~Quietly moving threw the main room, heading into the cold room having noticed the last time she was in there it could use a good cleaning. Finding a bucket first, then some old worn cloths placing them into the bucket. Glancing around the room taking a quick inventory of what is here and what needs to be done before slipping out of the cold room
~~Mossing gently across the lush ground tickling her bare feet heading to the kitchen steps moving quickly yet silent not wishing to disturb samiam as he sleep in the kitcehn near the hearth. Once inside the kitchen, walking to the counters placing a small amount of soap into the bucket, it lands on the worn cloths, but it won't stay there long.
~~Turning to the fires a kettle of hot water already close to a boil, gently ladling in the water watching as it falls into the bucket soaking the cloths melting the soap. Making her way from the kitchen now, snatching the broom on her way out heading back to the cold room.
~~Finding her way back into the supply room, setting the bucket of hot soapy water down by the first shelve, Pulling down the items stored upon this shelve watching the order she is pulling them down so they will be replaced properly. Now that the shelve is empty dipping trim fingers into the water, quickly turning red from the heat, paying no mind to this though grabbing a cloth wringing it out until nearly dry.
~~ Standing on a small pail for milking carefully working her way from one end of the shelve to the other end, scrunching up nose seeing just how dirty this shelve really is beneath all the items stored upon it. Dropping the nearly black cloth into the water, stepping down off the bucket dipping the cloth over and over until the grim releases from the pores.
~~With the first shelve done, with care and precision placing the item back onto the shelve where they were when she removed them. The only different now was she made sure to put everything together instead of having things tossed from here to port kar, laughing ( he he )softly wondering who used what last.by smelling items and looking at fuit she rotakes the old with the new in the back
~~ Having the first shelve in order moving to the next one pulling everything down and cleaning it until it shines before replacing everything saving the extra storage shelf's until last.
~~ Wiping the shelve down completely the cloth now hitting the point of no return with black soot, using a fresh cloth wiping the excess wet crud from the shelve.
~~Finding a dry cloth now, standing on the pail again, using this cloth to wipe the shelve until it is completely dry, running hand across it just to be certain. With the last shelve done and completely dry lining the shelves with the meats and vegtables and pails of milk and eggs...paga kettle...checking the ale and the mead pulling to the front ones not as full as the others
~~Taking the broom into palms gliding threw the room sweeping the floors pushing the dirt outside the doorway. Turning back looking at the nice orderly placement of everything nodding with satisfaction thinking much easier now. Grabbing the bucket of mucky water making her way from the room, finding a place to dump the water before cleaning the bucket and returning it to the room, leaving the broom in the kitchen where it belongs as well.
12/19/10
chore #3
adreanna #1
makes 1 of the 3 breakfasts
~~dancing up the path way from Lady Katts guest lodge a giggle( he he) escaping her lips as she teased the Master SWEN working in the yard, stepping in the lodge dark orbs adjusting to the dimly lit room her full frame ..her eyes searching the empty lodge with a racing beat of her heart
~~soft firey curls of her disheveled black hair slap against the curves of her shapely ass as she slowly makes her way down the two steps hips swaying enticingly the heat of her slave flesh welcoming the coolness of the damp air
~~her long hair beating against flesh of her thighs with each movement across the lodge to the kitchen, revealing the creamy white tone cheeks of her sassy ass with a sensuality exuding from within
~~locating the bowl she needs for her chore washing it clean along with her hands she twirls about bare feet balanced upon the floor with her steps to the well cleaned cold room
~~long ebony curls dancing over her shoulders with soft ample breasts bouncing, the waft of cold air causing her to gasp ( ahh) as it grabs at her breath, the coldness awakening the heat always there as her nipples become so taught and ache for her Master’s touch..a soft purr ( mmmm) barely audible escapes her lips reaching for the blackwine beans and scooping them up she fills the wooden bowl quickly turning and scooting back to the kitchen
~~standing on t-i-p-p-i-e- t-o-e-s, , giving a glimpse of her sexy sassy ass, gasping ( ahh) as her body automatically presses hard into the shelf…suppressing a giggle ( he he ) at her boldness but yet feeling the desires and wanton need brought forth so easily from within, locating the long hard wooden spool she begins to break and crush the beans within grinding them down
~each movement of her arm and hand causing her full frame to hasten upward against the counter, and discreetly yet purposely a lil grind of undulating hips thrust forward, her mound pressing to the counter sighing softly ( hummm) the swell of her ivory breasts swaying and jiggling alluringly with the movements of her arms, almost akin to a sensual heated alluring dance… and placing the paste of now crushed beans within a rep cloth sac tying it closed and making her way to the firepit
~~it was with great care that this slave handled the blackwine beans, careful not to waste with spillage or carelessness as she new how expensive they were, the pungent strong bitter scent filling the room even before she brewed the blackwine
~~seeing the steam rise from the kettle over the firepit, she brushes an errand strand of her curl away from her face, her fingertips sliding along the collar that kisses her neck, bringing forth a delightful smile to her lips…her movements skillful, yet with elegance, reaching for a rep cloth and wraping it around the kettle
~~ lifting a lid, dropping in the repcloth sac containing the beans, slender fingers wrap around the ladle, swirling the beans about so that they may mix and begin the brew of the blackwine…she tidy's up the kitchen some wipeing down counter ands her going to check on the bread she baked last eve peeking to see no one has bothered it yet...
~~carefully returning the black wine kettle in its rightful place above the firepit the warmth of the fire dancing over heated flesh making her curves and flesh that much more prominent, laughing ( ha ha) softly as she looked down to see her long locks cling to the mounds of her breasts and the soft curves of her hips, her ebony curls draped over bared shoulders, the ends falling forward to kiss her breasts and the small of her back knowing she must take a bathe this morning
~~comtemplating removing the flufy towel she wrapped herself in just to be the sweet slut she is, alluringly teasing Master SWEN and Master MARCUS on the docks as she skips by with a basket of batheing items on her way to the waters edge once more to bathe and ready herself for the day to come sashaying her hips greatly so that the Master SWEN will become arroused with her and perhaps she can make more coinage??? for her Master......a smile comes to her lips when she hears one wolf whistle at her....and follows her
~~feeling refreshed.. slowly brushing her hair as her mind thinks of what to cook this day for breakfast.. as she entangles in her long ebony larma scented hair.. so shells and bobbles to enhance her looks for her Master
~~ walking out into the mornings sun..from the supply shed smiling as she feels the soft winds blow against her face as she step gently up the temwood steps.. gazing about looking for samiam..hmm.. thinking as she walk toward the kitchens back door
~~Listening to the drumbeats .. watching the other slaves scurring about their duties as she washes her hands .. then slipping to the cold room and pulls down a hunk of bosk.. places the bosk within the basket.. closing the door. slithering out.. holding the meat with both hands.. as she steps to the counter
~~quickly stripping the cloth from the preserved meat.. washing the salts from it.. she places it within a pot..adding various spices.. garlic..some large mushrooms..peppers..softly singing to herself as she reaches upwards to a basket of vegetables..
~~noting what we have fresh..smiling she begins to dehusk some corn.. then cutting the corn from the cob adding it to the pot.. smiling as she find some nice beans.. washes them quickly then add them to the pot..
~~hmmmmm thinking..ohhh she noticed a nice cabbage head.. she cut the head into quarters and add it to the pot.. then some water.. closing the lid.. then carring it to the fire.. hanging it upon a hook upon the tripod above the fire.. adding bosk dung to the fire.. watching it catch.. smiling makeing a soup for Lady Katt and Kashna makeing sure they at least get the broth from it...
~~slaps some vulo eggs into a pan..whips it up.. adding mushrooms.. peppers.. whipping .. then sprinkles cheese upon the top.. places some butter slices upon the edges..
~~then takes the pan to the fire.. placing it high above the fire so that it cooks slowly .. placing a lid upon the top.. then returns down the path to the smokehouse.. entering.. she moves toward the hooks looking at the meat hanging.. then reaches for a tarsk ham..
~~she leaves the smokehouse returning to the kitchen wagon.. she looks to the skys noticing a few clouds up above.. hmm cooler weather coming.. thoughts of needing to store more winter foods go through her mind as she enters and place the ham into a large pot..reaching for the sugar I mix some spices within a small saucer adding sugar.. mixing gently.. then sprinkling upon the top of the ham..
walking out of the kitchen to the cold room.. opening it gently reaching within bringing out some pinapple..some redfruit..ramberries..smiling as I hold them carefully then closing the pit and returning to the kitchen..
~~taking the cutting stone.. I begin to slice the fruit into bits.. then add them t to the ham..again sprinkling the sugared spices upon the top.. adding the bit of larma fruit juice to the top..
~~then covering it.. she returns to the fires placing the pot upon the hook..and await for it to cook slowly.. hoping this extra sweet tarsk ham and eggs will somehow bring a smile to her Master and Kashna and thier guest along with the slaves of the home
~~she checks the pot of ongoing peppermint tea seeing that there is still pleanty to last a few days.....smiles
12/19/10
#4
jesa chore1. wash all vessel plates and pots and pans trays kettles
~~scampering her way out to the main hall, she looks about with a pleasant smile then sees the mess that had been left, letting that smile disappear as she goes in and steps over thrown furs to begin gathering up the dishes in the main room stacking them as neatly as she could tottering the dishes in her hands, with a wince of (("please dont fall, please dont fall")) whispered into the air, as she moves along
~~ going back into the kitchen to sort the dishes, giving a sigh ( hummm ) as she turns around to go collect more, coming back, small feet patter thru the main room quietly moving into the loft again and takes up the few drinking vessels and plates, noteing that there seemed to be few wishing to expand their minds the previous night and laughs, ( he he ) spinning around, lush saucy sways bringing herheart to a soft beat that makes each move more like a dance than walk
~~her body moving in time with it's beat, and her hips swing to make a dance move more noticeable, until she reaches the kitchen, sorting out the few items again, leaving them to get hot warmed water, pouring it in the bucket and adding soap, wetting the warm water to the side for the rinsing of the items, shaking and jiggling with her movements, washing each vessel with care and love, before rinsing them and setting them off to the side
~~doing the goblets and tankards first, then the pitchers, bowl, platters, trays and finally utensils then pots and pans, going thru each grouping in time, stopping from time to time to dry the small group and put them away, keeping that sultry form in motion with her growing heated steps and jiggles, sweat forming over that ivory flesh to make it glisten and shimmer in the light, no part of her was untouched with the heated sweat that rolled down
~~over her body like the hands of a Master, conquering and forcing her to yeild to Him, thinking about this she groans ( grrr), finishing the dishes, to reach out and gently tease her bud, finding that it only served to increase her dewed lips, gasping with a maon ( mmm) of desire, she moves to dump the sudsey water she sees the tarsk on the counter and thinks ...oO (must take care of that when she awakes from her sleep her Master had a good kill here she sees) and returns to her Masters furs and beg for His raping of her body (WINKS TO THE READER..SHHHH)
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Post by adreannaTal{fb} on Dec 20, 2010 1:48:20 GMT -5
12/20/10
chore #5
adreanna #3. making perfume
~~Deciding to make some perfumes, she scurry across the Lodge after setting mead pitchers to the hearth . Skidding to stop and smells a dinain a vase thinking.. o0 ( YUM!!) Thinking oO ( no time to stop and enjoy more) scampesr across the lodge out the door to the supply shed
~~Impish eyes scan for the things she will need and begins to gather them. Finding the oils distilled kalana, bottles, droppers and fragrances. Tapping her chin with a slim finger trying to decide which one would be the best. Deciding on the orental she gathers her needs of some floral tops.
~~ at the small work bench in the supply shed she works..Using a ratio of 3:2:1 small fingers grip the dropper,counting drops ( 1 2 3...). Combining the oils and larma and vanilla fragrance. Swirling each after the ingredients are add. Turning slightly she add the distilled kalana. Using 3 times more than the volume of oil used. Quick hands seal the bottle...
~~ Holding her breath, she shake the bottle gently. Then set them aside, making a mental note to come back and shake the bottles twice daily untill they are ready.Cleaning her supplies and area. Quickly scampering out and heading back to the Lodge knowing how her Master loves her larma scent..wanted to make sure plenty perfume was on hand
12/19/10
chore #6
makes the 2nd breakfast out of 3
~~Taking down the jar of black beans, she lift the lid. The aroma making my mouth water slightly, measuring out into the grinder. I grind the slipery beans to a corse mixture.
~~Replacing the jar back onto the shelves, before pouring the ground mixture into the clean couldren.
~~Carring it to the water barel by the sideof the hearth she ladles water over the ground mix watching the level.Placing the lid over befor carring the pot to hang over the fire.
~~notice that the embers ar vrey low so place the pot down. Lowering to knees, placing a few crumbeled chip over the low embers..leaning to blow softly. Eyes sparkel as the flames tickel up and catch..placing more small chips till the fire takes hold propper.
~~The hanging the pot on the hook of the tripod over the low flames. Pushing back up she brushes dust from her kirtle move over to sit on the tiny bench waiting for the black wine to heat and brew.
~~Playing with a lose strand of hair, winding it round my fingers and letting go again as I wait.Rising again I move from the bench and fire uneasy in sitting alone, I move out the backdoor, knowing I will be safe, Master SWEN and Master MARCUS are still out and the sleen not back
~~wander towards the waters edge Watching the red of the sunrise paint the clouds and sky, slowly rising to cast shards of light accross the snow coverd ground. Tiny drifts of snow between some of the grasses catching the rays. Droplets of dew glistening like suspended crystals clingin to the webs and grasses, making the view seem like a jeweled carpet gently moving with a soft breeze.
~~A smile curls the corners on soft full lips as she watches each ray seeming to creat a new wonder.Sighing softly she turns back to the lodge walking back in slowly as not to wake anyone she move back to the fire.
~~Seeing steam rising from the pot shesmile, hopeing it ready enough to taste Dashing to the cubboardsshe take down a small cup, wipe it over with a cloth, before moving back outbeside the fire.
~~Lowering to knees she places the cup on a flat stone, lifting the lid from the pot she leans closer, the rising steam brushing softly over my face, colouring cheeks and curling small tendrils of hair, framing my face with curls.
~~she inhalesdeeply of the rich aromatic brew, smileing again before diping the ladle and pouring a bit in her cup. she replaces the ladle and lid, before caring the cup cradeled in small hand back to sit on the bench.
~~Sipping slowly, relishing the taste as it washes over her tongue, flavours bursting against her palet inhaling again before swallowing. That feels better.Knowing that the black wine will be ready for all as they awaken she sit quietly dreaming of times past as she finishes up the drink.
~~rises up and swings the basket of gathered eggs over her arm and picks out some feathers from spiraling curls and blows at them letting the softness float off on the breeze...
~~washes and puts away most of the eggs in the cold room and keeps serveral aside for breakfast, takes out a hunk of tarsk, some bosk milk and cream....
~~carries all arms balancing all the items exits and sets them down on the counter, whips out a large bowl and tosses in some flour, salt and cracks a few eggs, runs to the back of the kitchen and picks out some ram-berries washing them swiftly adding folding them into the light dough in the bowl...scoops up a spoon and fills up small rounds for ram-berrie muffins then sprinkles some cinnamon and sugar over the tops smiling and licks her fingers....
~~sets on a tray along with the eggs and takes up the tarsk using the cutting stone to slice off several generous portions and lays on a platter with on the tray as well...
~~takes up the tray and trots off to the cooking fire setting down the muffin tins on the cooking stones, adding the tarks hunks to a skillet heated up already on some braziers and adds the eggs as she cracks them one at a time to another pan...checks on the blackwine stirring it letting the mornings aroma of food and drink waff over the lodge smiling....
~~ cracks the last of the vulo eggs, tiny as they are into the huge bowl, tossing the shell into a sack to be trashed...takes up a wooden pronged fork and whisks them till they are frothy adding a lil bosk cream with some salt and pepper....
~~sets on a tray, turning dicing up some roasted tarsk, verr and bosk with a cutting stone adding to a small bowl, next unwrapping the round of cheese laying ou the repcloth surrounding it and slicing thinly wedges laying on a small platter...
~~ places some herbs in a bowl as well checking over everthing...smiles and lifts up the tray with several skillets resting on the side of it and heads bsck to the cooking fire...lays the tray down gently and adds several braziers along the edges of the blazing fire, places a skillet on each with a dolop of bosk butter in each watching it melt and begin to sizzle...
~~reaches for a small bosk horn carved scoop and dips into the frothy thick egg mixture and pours into the skillets, wraps some repcloth round the handles as she rotates the egg mixture round the eggs watching it puff up becoming tasty omelet’s...
~~adds to some tarks and cheese, some others just bosk meat and verr, and to a few more puffy egg creations some herbs and cheese alone...watches them carefully and turns them over seeing a light golden color and begins to take them up setting onto platters for the Free...
~~the smell of the breakfast foods travel over the lodge on the mornings breeze gathering of some of the Masters as she holds back a giggle handing them up the platter of the huge omelet’s along with a hefty cup of blackwine to go with them and a round of blackbread oozzing with butter that she made yesterday...
~~checks to see whats cooking for lunch...and dinner....not seeing anything set up just yet..she jumps as a snap of a flame draws her attention back to her breakfast work and she pours more of the egg mixture into the skillets for more of the Free
~~looks for my Master checking the setting of the sun and stops, having set aside special meats for His omelets, adds cheese, all of the meats along with a sprinkling of the herbs watching it carefully...
~~eyes of sweet chocolate twinkle seeing the golden color enhance the food for my Master, turns it and lays onto the platter, taking up a round of blackbread splitting it open with her finger inserting dollops of the creamy bosk butter to melt dripping out...
~~fills His special bowl full of the blackwine His lifes blood...giggles...and checks on the foods still cooking as she runs into the main room with his breakfast balances the plate and bowl carefull and climbs the latter to the loft to offer up His breakfast for Him this day with much love and submission of His personal slave His pleasures always becoming mine.
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Post by adreannaTal{fb} on Dec 21, 2010 4:40:42 GMT -5
12/21/10
chore#7
makes the 3rd breakfast of 3
~~rising early from her furs, girl stretchs, and yawns, knows there is a full day of work ahead of her, she hartas down the ladder to the Main room. Looks about the Main room, shivers, seeing the fire needs wood, skips into the kitchen and out the back door.
~~Grabbing an arm full of wood from the pile, girl returns to the Main room, stacking it neatly at the side, places a good amount into, the dying flames. sitting for a few minutes after stoking the fire, feeling the warmth, girl is happy the room will soon be warm and comfortable when her Master and Kashna awakes.
~~Looking about again, gathering the dishs left from last night, hurries to the kitchen, grabbing a bucket adding soap flakes and hot water, places the dishs to soak in it while getting rinse water ready. taking a clean rep cloth wiping down all the counters, girl washs the dishs, rinsing and drying them, placing them again on the shelves where they belong
~~ Looks about, takes the buckets one at a time dumping them out the back door, also putting them back in the closet where they belong. looking about the kitchen, inhales deeply, grinns satisfied with the fresh clean scent, decides to fix some breakfast.
~~ Goes to the cold room, tugging on the heavy door, shivers as the blast of cold air sweeps over girls body, nipples hard knowing her Master would love that, girl continues in, looking for the bosk ham and vulo eggs
~~spying them grabs them quickly running out setting them on the counter, entering one more time, finds some ramberries and Ta Grapes, a small plate of cheese, also taking them quickly to the counter, closing the heavy door with a swish of well rounded hips.
~~Taking a pan hanging it over the fire pit, girl places a couple of pieces of ham into it to cook, whiler checking to make sure there is blackwyne warm and ready. seeing there is not enough she knows she has to make some
~~going back to the counter, searching the shelves finding a platter, wipes it to a shine with a clean rep cloth, carefully placing the ramberries, Ta Grapes, and some of the cheese on it, grinnzz, think my Master and Kashna and the guests will eat well this morning, turns and places the fruits back into the cold room. going back to the fire pit,
~~ turning the ham, cracks the eggs at the side, carefully flipping them, takes up the ham and adds the eggs to the plate that was retrieved from the shelves, going back to the counter sitting it on the tray with the fruit.
~~ looks asround sees the sa tarna bread freshly baked last night, takes the cutting stone and cuts big pieces from the 12 loves returning the tool to its proper place. satisfied the kitchen is once again cleaned, covers the platter that will await the FREE
ham eggs..and fruit and fresh bread
~~rubbing her arms as its cold this early in the morning, adreanna pulls the heavy kettle that was under the shelves by the firepit and lifting it and moving to the water barrel filling it, for the mornings blackwine. takeing the old pot and dumping it in the slop bucket for it is now cloudy and muddy looking...take the old pot and places it in the wash basin
~~ hangs the new kettle on the hook over the firepit, then sets to stoking the fire which is almost out, hurridedly adreanna goes to the side of the hearth fetching more wood, and adding it to the fire poking the dying embers so they will catch onto the new dry wood and build to a good heat once more, while she waits for the fire to build to heat the kettle adreanna steps happily to the pantry
~~Taking the container of blackwine beans from the pantry move to the corner of the kitchen where the grinding stone is kept lifting the top stone she adds a few handfuls of the beans, then pressing the handle to lower the stone again, begins to turn it slowly grinding the beans, checking at intervals of a few minutes she lifts the stone checking to see how fine they are, smiling at seeing a god amount ready she moves to the shelf getting small bowl and some small rectangles of repcloth and twine.
~~carefully scoops the ground into a pile then sweeps them into the small bowl, she carefully pours a small pile of the grounds into the repcloth squares gathering them up into pouches she ties each off with a small piece of twine stacking them into a pot, seeing the steam rising from the kettle she returns to the firepit with the bowl and drops several of the satchets into it making sure the brew is strong as Master likes it to be, taking a large spoon stirs the kettle leaving the blackwine to brew
~~Stepping across the now warm wood floor moves to the wash basin fetching a damp cloth to clean the grinding stone, with that done she checks the blackwine, the fresh aroma of blackwine pervading the kitchen, smiles to herself knowing the chore is done and everyone will soon be up and about in need of the brew.
~~she looks about checks the pepermint tea kettle...empty as she expected...takes the kettle and rinses it out...fills the pot with water....sets it to the flame while it starts to heat...she goes to the pantry and gets 12 sitcks of pepermint and 4 large tea pouches..
~~on her way to the counter seeing the water boil she adds the 4 pouches of tea emergeing them in the rageing hot water...watches a moment while they duck their head up and down in the water.....she giggles
~~to the counter she goes takes out a rep cloth and places the 12 sticks of peppermint to the cloth then folds over the cloth then beats the covered peppermint with a malet...till it turns to a fine powder...
~~she slips to the fire as she sees the tea has seeped...and removes it from the flame....waiting a moment for it to cool some...she spoons out the 4 bags...and tosses them to the flames hearing them sizzle....
~~she takes the powdered peppermint sticks and dumps it in to the kettle...stirs it to make it sweet...she licks her fingers some as the powder got on her some..tasteing the minty treat...
~~ placeing a lid on the kettle she moves it to low heat to keep it warm...slips over the wash basin and washes the old pot that heald the blackwine...and the spoon sets them to air dry...looks about happy with what was accomplished here....knowing the FREE will truely enjoy the breakfast ....fresh blackwine and fresh peppermint tea
~~she checks one more thing....the water vases wanting to make sure pleanty is on hand since Kashna is drinking a lot of it lately while she is pregnant...seeing 6 vases are filled knows there is pleanty
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Post by adreannaTal{fb} on Dec 22, 2010 9:10:09 GMT -5
12/22/10
chore #8
jesas last chore 3. see to the needs of the kailia
( muck pen...groom.. feeding ...make sure saddle and reins are in good shape)~~ Streaks of lighting flash against the open skies in the far east coming up fast, the scent of rain heavy on the nights air. Hurried lil feet goes to the supply shed and take out the wheelbarrel, rake and a bundles of fresh long grasses filling up the barrel. ~~ Gripping the handles rolls over to the kailia pens, a high breeze blows over the tall grasses in the wheelbarrel whistling a low hum sending vibrations down her back....shivers...holding her hand up to her brow, looks at the storm clouds rumbling in over the land like large billowing mountains of purple and blues with fingers of light dancing from them.knowing if it rains things will get icey around here ~~ Opening each cage takes the rake and making a face at the smell, mucks out the all clean reaching to the furthest cornors down the center dumping in the wheelbarrow each old bedding. Turns and takes the fresh grasses and lays out over the bottom a fine thickness with a clean smell once again. Grabs the bowls and washs each out filling the water with fresh setting back down. then places salt patties out for them and fills the troth with feed.... ~~goes to the closet takeing out the grooming needs the polish and her brush...goes to each stall and brushes each of the kailia...saveing all the hair...for weaveing...and rope makeing...cleans the ears and nose poishes up thier hoofs... ~~thinks to be festive...and darts to the supply shed to get red and green ribbons and paint comes back given each kailia...a festive look by painting hoofs the boy ones green and the girl ones red...plating eachs tail adding decrative ribbon to each in contrast to hoofs...smiles thinking ...this is cool returns the supplies ~~ Rolls the wheelbarrow over to the compost dumping out the old with the rake cleaning out, runs an puts all up with harta movements wanting to beat the storm, hearing a loud crack of thunder rumbling over the grounds. Eyes dance with a firelight at the sensations the storm is bringing with a soft groan of estacy shivering down her spine. ~~looks about at the riens and the saddles wipeing each with some saddle soap and oil to make sure they do not rot...or crack brings out the sheen on them then returns to the lodge pikcing up dishes she finds laying around and vessels on her trip back ~~Taking the tray from the steps she left there to gather up the dishs, long tresses whip around her like lashs of a 9-catails stinging with the winds blowing up fast, rushs and gathers the bowls and horns about the garden area taking up platters bringing them inside the kitchen ~~Hearing the wind whistle over the lodge singing thier songs adreanna washes each dish in the basin and sets out to dry. Runs back outside and dumps the water behind the kitchen and puts it up. ~~Stepping back a monent as, a hint of a raindrop kisses her cheek of alibaster, reaching up with a delicate hand brings the drop to her lush full lips then retires to the main room ~~she sees her sis shyana laying to the furs..a big lump under the furs where hanna kneels...hummmm thinking..no hanna but shyanna sleeping on furs with a silly grin on her face ith flushed cheeks....slips closer pulls back fur finding the empty bota marked paga.picks it up so neither slave gets in trouble...she takes the bota to the kitchen rinses it out and fills it full of paga again returning it to where it was originally shakes head thinking poor shyana going to wake with an enormou headache... ~~thinks a moment ...then giggles..goes to the suppluy closet and get out some paint...and while shyana is sleeping paints her giggleing the whole time...paints a slithering sleen upon her head at her right shoulder..and its body waves to her left shoulder diagnals her back to her right hip up over her round ass and sprials around her right leg to her foot the tail ends adreannas artwork...smiles as she stands admireing her work...thinks we have a chained sleen now in the lodge... ~~gathers up her paints and then takes her favorite spot on the window ledge.....giggles watching shyana roll on the fur moaning....and slurrring out cuss words...under her breath 
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Post by adreannaTal{fb} on Dec 24, 2010 18:03:42 GMT -5
CHRISTMAS EVE SWEET COLD TREAT JUST FOR ENJOYMENT AND CASUE SHE LOVES HER FAMILY 12/24/10 chore #9 snow cones made [14:47] GCN Server set topic to: '[AR] Gor~No zones when TalonClaw is present~ The Hunter Talon has moved His Home & property North into Torvaldsland. RP entry a MUST, RP room. BEFORE POSTING READ NEW!!! RULES OF THE HOME AT trapperslodge.proboards.com/' [14:47] adreaTal: 2:47:41 PM, back [14:48] *adreaTal adreanna comes into the back door with a bucket of snow....sets it to the counter....in the drawer at the counter she takes out some rence paper and tape...* [14:52] *adreaTal she rolls the paper into cone shape with a flat bottom and sets them off to the side...takes down 3 bowls....wipes htem out...and divides the snow in to thirds....* [14:53] *adreaTal off to the cold room she gets out some blackberries strawberries and tospis....takes 3 more bowls and wipes them clean adding each fruit to a diffrent bowl....* [14:54] *adreaTal she curshes the strawberries...till liquified...same as the black berries...the red and blue colors coming out strong....she peels the tospits and mashes them up as well a light yellow color appears....* [14:56] *adreaTal in a pan she places 2 cups of sugar and 2 cups of water and sets it to the fire...to warm to disolve making a simple syrup....as it comes to a boil she removes it and devides the simple syrup into the 2 small bowl of fruit....makeing flavors of strawberry blsckberry and tospis flavor* [14:57] *adreaTal allows it to cool....then adds it to the 3 bowls of snow....then takes a ladel and forms snowballs and places the snowballs on top of the rence cone...making flavored snow cones for all to enjoy this evening while we sit around the fire exchangeing gifts..enjoying the tree....and family...* [14:58] *adreaTal to keep the snowcones in tac and not let them melt she takes them out to the ice shed....sets them to a block of ice....she prays your Master Kashna and the guests and her sisters will enjoy her sweet cold treat* |
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