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Surveying the slaughter around them, the three ladies of the Harem pondered over the fate of their still missing slave, each realising in turn how devastated she would be if they did not find him. "He's not in the Umar Hills," says Dragon Wench, where do you think he's gone?

"Not sure...I think I can walk to that cabin Georgi mentioned...I hate to rest from our search, but I shall surely be unable to face the perils ahead if I dont'...I shall lean upon my quarterstaff. Let us go."

[ 05-21-2001: Message edited by: loner72 ]

Georgi shot an amused look at Dragonwench. "You've been to the Umar Hills?" "No wonder you took so long..."

Between them, Dragonwench and Georgi helped Loner to her feet.

"Oh! Just a minute..." Georgi hurried back to collect her bow from where it had fallen to the ground. "Ok, let's go."

[ 05-21-2001: Message edited by: Georgi ]

Dragon Wench, red-faced and protesting against Georgi's insinuation , quickly explained how helpful Valygar had been, and suggested that once the excitement had died down ,that they should invite him to the tent in order to properly thank him.

The three ladies struggled uphill until they were within sight of a small log cabin.

"Dragonwench, why don't you go scout it out? I'll stay here with Loner... Is that someone sitting outside?"

[ 05-21-2001: Message edited by: Georgi ]

a bit fazed by her visions of loner,dragonwench and georgi. she sceamed out "over here!" and promtly black out for a few minutes.
as she came to, she cursed her lack of control when she is having these strange visions. and thoughts of gruesome torture should she ever meet a dryad.

[ 05-21-2001: Message edited by: jennabard ]

"Gods! To my blurred vision that looks like Jennabard!!!"

"Ye gods! Jennabard! I'd know that voice anywhere!"

Georgi helped Loner up to the door of the cabin. "She's in a pretty bad way... I don't suppose you brought the healing potions?"

She glanced around. Where had Dragonwench got to? "Dragonwench?? It's ok, it's Jennabard"

[ 05-21-2001: Message edited by: Georgi ]

Dragon Wench cautiously approached the small cabin. Her horror deepened,as she saw none other than Jennabard slumped in front of the small cabin. Crouching down, she saw with relief that Jennabard was still breathing and did not appear to be wounded. Upon being gently shaken, jennabard opened her eyes, muttered something indiscernable, and weakly pointed in the direction of the cabin's door. With, growing bewilderment, Dragon Wench carefully looked inside. Once her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she let out a whoop of joy at seeing the still recovering Gwalchmai prostrate on the bed. At her yell, Georgi and Loner came running.

[ 05-21-2001: Message edited by: dragon wench ]

i'm fine ladies, just tired from my travels and desire to go home....mind telling me what's going on?"

"Gwalchmai went searching for our other slave, Darkpoet, who it turned out had just gone off pit-fighting for the evening, and we tracked Gwalchmai to this area. And I am ashamed to say that I've been most grievously wounded. I had placed more trust in my martial training. More training is in order, it seems. You haven't seen Gwalchmai, have you?..."

*collapses onto door lintel*

[ 05-21-2001: Message edited by: loner72 ]

Georgi peered inside the shadowy cabin, and as her eyes adjusted to the light, she identified the figure on the bed. "You found Gwalchmai, Jennabard?! Is he alright? How did you find him?"

[ 05-21-2001: Message edited by: Georgi ]

he's just exhausted, nothing but a little sleep and some lovin won't cure. why don't we rest and head home at first light? you can tell me about this darkpoet slave.

"Uhh...did I hear someone say the words 'found Gwalchmai'? Where is he?..."

Slowly, Gwalchmai’s fever broke and strength returned. Remarkably, his delirious imaginings of the ultimate pleasure segued nicely into the sight before his eyes as four of the five most beauteous creatures in the known universe were in the cabin with him. “Y....you came? You rescued me? I...I don’t know what to say... I am honored by your concern for your most humble of slaves.” A grateful Gwalchmai hugged his mistresses. Fishing in his backpack, he pulled out a little something for his Ladies. “Here. They’re a little small, but they should just barely fit.”

“Authentic ‘Sexy-Girl (tm)’ Leather Fringe Dryad Halter-Tops +5!” They exclaimed, “We love them!”

“And here’s a memento for Darkpoet” but as Gwalchmai pulled out a pair of the Dryad’s panties, a small vial fell out. “Hey, it says, ‘Branwen’s Curez-All Anti-Poison Elixir.’ I always wondered what became of her.” Spying Lady Loner’s ashen face, he quickly searched his pack, including the other pair of panties he was keeping for himself, and he found a small vial labeled ‘Branwen’s Healz-All Instant Wound Therapy Ointment. He gave it to Lady Loner, hoping it wasn’t too late...

"See the wounds I have suffered for your sake, Gwalchmai..."

*passes out*

Dragon Wench, realising that her fire potion was still active, headed to the fireplace and ignited the tinder and pine boughs within it's nearly cavernous depths. While Loner and Georgi related events to Georgi, she shuffled through her pack and prepared coffee and Tia Maria. Then, she went over to the still pool nearby and dropped her fishing line. Luckily, within moments she had secured enough trout to feed the bedraggled party.

"that's very sweet of you, gwally." as she tries on the tank top.

sitting by the fire place, jenna took out her old lute and began to play a gentle tune.

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Rubbing her eyes wearily, Georgi realised she was still caked in dirt and blood. Once Dragonwench was done fishing, she went over to the pool to rinse off.

Once the last trace of dryad's blood was gone, she tried on her Authentic ‘Sexy-Girl (tm)’ Leather Fringe Dryad Halter-Top +5

"Oh, Gwalchy, it's perfect, thanks" *hug*

[ 05-21-2001: Message edited by: Georgi ]

As usual, Gwalchmai watched intently as Georgi bathed.