Post by adreannaTal{fb} on Feb 6, 2011 3:33:17 GMT -5
2/6/11
chore #1
makes boots for Mistress Joanie
[10:23] 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/'
[10:55] *adreaTal she enters the main room....she goes to the kitchen eats...then goes takes her bath...brushes her teeth and combs her hair....powders and perfumes up.....she then goes outside to the supply shed to get the bundle she placed there the other day...for her project...since spring was nearing....*
[10:57] *adreaTal The morning sun was shining brightly over the vast grounds as isa made her way to the smooth rock protruding from the grass. The radiance of the sun caressed her skin as the slave lowered herself to perch on its warmth. Soft chocolate eyes waltzed across the rolling landscape of the lodge grounds allowing the harmony of nature to put her heart and mind at ease. The bundle tucked under her wing encased her task for the day.*
[10:58] *adreaTal Spreading it open, her soft hands caressed the leather as her thoughts made a path to the boots of Mistress Joanie. Days of travel and the harshness of the land had made the once soft skinned footwear haggard and worn. With the coming of spring, the time had arrived for a new pair. and she hopes would be much a surprise for her....*
[11:00] *adreaTal The boots had been days in the making. The journey began deep in the night as Mistress Joanie roamed GOR and or slept. With sounds of the night winds howling in her ears, adreanna used the light of the moons to make a pattern. Carefully the shapes and lines were sketched so that the new pair would fit perfectly on the feet of MIstress Joanie*
[11:02] *adreaTal The cutting stone used in the supply shed barely dented the surface and after begging for help from Guard Swen, the tall hazel eyed Guard Swen had watched her carefully maneuver his quiva to cut the softly tanned bosk pelt and the white hurt wool*
[11:04] *adreaTal was amazed at how the blade had sliced the strong hide as if it were butter. Late at night after all were asleep, adreanna created the bead work that would garnish the center seam and the collar of the low riding boot. Colorful beads of sunset orange, snow white and midnight black were fashioned into a cross pattern. The pain staking work had taken many moons to complete.*
[11:06] *adreaTal As the bosk grazed not far from her, adreanna began the final step of sewing the seasonable boots together. Using an awl made from bone, the leather was pierced and then laced with sinew. Her closely bond stitches looped over and under again and again. As her fingers began to blister and ache, minutes dissolved into hours*
[11:08] *adreaTal reaching toward the sun, her hands fanned out to release the tension. As her back arched and stretched, a dainty yellow butterfly landed on her shoulder. The tiny winged creature was so delicate and frail and yet it took flight with the confidence of a herlit. adreanna watched as it danced from flower to flower shimmering golden in the sun. the vision was a reminder that strength doesn’t always show itself in muscle and brawn.*
[11:13] *adreaTal The awl and sinew forged together creating the armor that would protect the feet of Mistress Joanie. The finest wool from the hurt was sewn inside and would serve to soften and cradle her steps from the rough hard ground. As the last stitches were tightened to secure the beading, adreanna began to sing a prayer to the wind*
[11:15]*adreaTal Her song intertwined with the beautiful cry of the veminium bird, celebrated the gifts from the earth that were given in the creation of the boots. adreanna entreated soft paths and splendid hours for the One whose wisdom tells the stories of days gone by to bettter the future of the lodge. The agony in her fingers disappeared as her heart swelled joy in the completed task.*
[11:18] *adreaTal gathered her supplies and the boots and strutted back to the supply shed to replace the tools she had used...she placed a thank you kiss to the cheek of Guard Swen for his help in makeing the boots...adreanna with boots in tow enters the kitchen and sashays to the main room....steping up close to the high tables and places the boots next to the seat that Mistress Joanie sit at Placing a kiss of devotion on each,praying her work would be found pleaseing*
chore #1
makes boots for Mistress Joanie
[10:23] 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/'
[10:55] *adreaTal she enters the main room....she goes to the kitchen eats...then goes takes her bath...brushes her teeth and combs her hair....powders and perfumes up.....she then goes outside to the supply shed to get the bundle she placed there the other day...for her project...since spring was nearing....*
[10:57] *adreaTal The morning sun was shining brightly over the vast grounds as isa made her way to the smooth rock protruding from the grass. The radiance of the sun caressed her skin as the slave lowered herself to perch on its warmth. Soft chocolate eyes waltzed across the rolling landscape of the lodge grounds allowing the harmony of nature to put her heart and mind at ease. The bundle tucked under her wing encased her task for the day.*
[10:58] *adreaTal Spreading it open, her soft hands caressed the leather as her thoughts made a path to the boots of Mistress Joanie. Days of travel and the harshness of the land had made the once soft skinned footwear haggard and worn. With the coming of spring, the time had arrived for a new pair. and she hopes would be much a surprise for her....*
[11:00] *adreaTal The boots had been days in the making. The journey began deep in the night as Mistress Joanie roamed GOR and or slept. With sounds of the night winds howling in her ears, adreanna used the light of the moons to make a pattern. Carefully the shapes and lines were sketched so that the new pair would fit perfectly on the feet of MIstress Joanie*
[11:02] *adreaTal The cutting stone used in the supply shed barely dented the surface and after begging for help from Guard Swen, the tall hazel eyed Guard Swen had watched her carefully maneuver his quiva to cut the softly tanned bosk pelt and the white hurt wool*
[11:04] *adreaTal was amazed at how the blade had sliced the strong hide as if it were butter. Late at night after all were asleep, adreanna created the bead work that would garnish the center seam and the collar of the low riding boot. Colorful beads of sunset orange, snow white and midnight black were fashioned into a cross pattern. The pain staking work had taken many moons to complete.*
[11:06] *adreaTal As the bosk grazed not far from her, adreanna began the final step of sewing the seasonable boots together. Using an awl made from bone, the leather was pierced and then laced with sinew. Her closely bond stitches looped over and under again and again. As her fingers began to blister and ache, minutes dissolved into hours*
[11:08] *adreaTal reaching toward the sun, her hands fanned out to release the tension. As her back arched and stretched, a dainty yellow butterfly landed on her shoulder. The tiny winged creature was so delicate and frail and yet it took flight with the confidence of a herlit. adreanna watched as it danced from flower to flower shimmering golden in the sun. the vision was a reminder that strength doesn’t always show itself in muscle and brawn.*
[11:13] *adreaTal The awl and sinew forged together creating the armor that would protect the feet of Mistress Joanie. The finest wool from the hurt was sewn inside and would serve to soften and cradle her steps from the rough hard ground. As the last stitches were tightened to secure the beading, adreanna began to sing a prayer to the wind*
[11:15]*adreaTal Her song intertwined with the beautiful cry of the veminium bird, celebrated the gifts from the earth that were given in the creation of the boots. adreanna entreated soft paths and splendid hours for the One whose wisdom tells the stories of days gone by to bettter the future of the lodge. The agony in her fingers disappeared as her heart swelled joy in the completed task.*
[11:18] *adreaTal gathered her supplies and the boots and strutted back to the supply shed to replace the tools she had used...she placed a thank you kiss to the cheek of Guard Swen for his help in makeing the boots...adreanna with boots in tow enters the kitchen and sashays to the main room....steping up close to the high tables and places the boots next to the seat that Mistress Joanie sit at Placing a kiss of devotion on each,praying her work would be found pleaseing*