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PostSubject: 7/15/18-7/21/18   Sun Jul 15, 2018 8:43 am

07.15.2018
13:03:30

the Healors Office






~~within the early hours of the morning pure left the Hold Jarls Chambers promptly after his departure to begin her chores...it had been quite peaceful in the lands...the sound of nature all about...the gentle waters of the river flowing as usual

~~ taking up her bucket of water from the well...she put in a scrubbing brush and some wash cloths...pures tiny feed padded the warm ground as she made her way to the healers office...the front door had been locked so she entered the hall from the side...with no hesitation pure began opening up the windows and doors so that fresh air may circulate the rooms

~~she then carried on to dusting the shelves and whipping down all surfaces...the sound of water splashing and moving could be heard as she worked...making sure not to miss a corner of every room

~~pure then changed the sheets of the bedding,...tossing the other out that it may be done in laundry....once done pure then pulled her bucket close and began scrubbing the floors....it had been important that this room be cleaned thoroughly as so many illnesses cross paths here....she continued to every corner, cleaning and scrubbing...her back being stretched every now and then....once completed pure whipped her hair back and took a long sigh

~~she then carried out the dirty water....throwing it onto the grass and turned about going into the forest to fetch wood for the fires...pure  returned now setting the logs at the door of the office doing a final survey of the room....she gasped as she had forgotten to replace the vase with fresh flowers...running off and returning with a fresh bouquet

~~pure had now thoroughly cleaned and freshened the healers office...she smiled locking  lifts up the linen and then skipping back up to the Hold to tend to the breakfast needs of the Free who liked to sleep in enters the kitchen deposits the bedding in the laundry washes her hands then goes to brush her hair and put on her kirtle for the days serving in the Main Hall looking her best she twirls around and grabs a tray of biscuits and waltzes them to the Main Hall to replenish the empty baskets on the tables...she does so with a smile

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PostSubject: Re: 7/15/18-7/21/18   Mon Jul 16, 2018 8:39 am

07.16.2018
08:41:20

tending to the animals







~~pure rises from her mat and stretches her body...hoping to remove the stiffness from her body... shaking out her blanket and fluffing the pillow she tidied up her spot on the right side of the Hold Jarls bed  then saw to his bedding making sure to get the ruffles out as she smoothed them with her soft hands a kiss of devotion she places to the hem of his pillow case and then leaves his chambers to do her morning chores.

~~she makes her way to the barn to tend to the beasts...stopping along the way at the dry storage to fetch a bucket of grain for the vulo sighs softly as she picks her way through the damp grass to the barn...moving to the corner of the barn at her arrival and retrieving the wheelbarrow that was parked out of sight

~~collects a shovel and begins the laborious task of mucking out the stalls of the bosk and verr...filling the wheelbarrow time after time with damp...smelly straw and wheeling it to the compost pile behind the blacksmith building...armful after armful of clean straw was laid out to replace the bedding, and then she quickly filled the water trough and the grain bin for the beasts

~~turning her attention to the vulo pen...she collected a large wicker basket and painfully plucked the eggs from the nests...trying to avoid being pecked and end up with bloody fingers in the process scowls at a particularly violent bird...and shoos it out the way to retrieve the last egg....as with the stalls for the larger animals...she replaced the bedding in the vulo pen...laughing softly as the bird squabbled over nesting rights

~~moves to where the bosk were complaining loudly about their discomfort and with practiced ease milked them and then the verr...taking slow measured steps back to the Hold Kitchen to store the fresh milk and then returns to get the fresh eggs

~~she returns to the barn and cleans out the stall of the kailia thank goodness most of them are out with the Jarls hunting...she set out feed and placed water in their troughs looking about with the animals taken well care of for the day she moved on to her next set of chores in the Main Hall hoping to get a glimpes of the Hold Jarl when he returns for the day" />

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PostSubject: Re: 7/15/18-7/21/18   Tue Jul 17, 2018 12:50 pm

07.17.2018
12:55:19

roasted vulo & vegetables melon tray



~~rising up...raking nails through light curls...having noticed the Hold Jarl was up...moving to the kitchen...she looked about at what to make and the fact that the Jold Jarl is gone and can't tell her what he would like...might as well keep busy in the kitchen and think of something quick

~~humming softly as she pulled out of the cold room...some plucked vulos...smirking as she blotted dying some slapping them to the counter...huffing a curl as she pivoted on toes and moved to get some other things from the cupboards

~~small arms full of ingredients now as she moved back to the counter...pressing her belly to it as they fall free...humming still as she turned and poked at the fires waking them up...lifting a pan from beneath the table...laying all three vulo's down lifting some of the churned butter and smearing it all over the backs and bellies of the vulo's...sprinkling some salts to them as she slid them to the fires.... twisting some as the veggies were lifted and placed around them as well

~~moving again back to the cold room as the vulos and veggies bake...grasping a few melons...lifting a the knife slicing the fruits carefully placing them to patter close by knows it will be a refreshing way to end the meal she is making

~~hopping off the counter moving to the fires with a rep cloth...pulling the pan out licking lips as the vulos are nice and bronze smelling soo damn yummy...lifting it up and placing them to the counter poking the veggies seeing they to are cooked licking lips as girls belly rumbled for this food and not gruel

~~so tempting was it to steal a leg and move on without any noticing...but instead slides it over a hard counter...very content and pleased with the dish she had made for all pure pivoted and left the Hold..to take a dip in the water grabbing a towel and bar of soap

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PostSubject: Re: 7/15/18-7/21/18   Wed Jul 18, 2018 10:19 am

07.18.2018
10:45:05

a morning meal




~~stretches with car...pure slips from the furs as the sounds of early morning woke her from her sleep....rising so not to disturb the Hold Jarl...she gently eases down the steps to the main part of the Hold...filling a small bowl of water and setting out a cloth for the Hold Jarl to refresh himself when he wakes...pure gently slips on her kirtle just as she steps outside quietly

~~breathing in the fresh crisp air...pulling her long blonde locks back from her face as she enters back into the kitchen letting her steely eyes adjust to the dimness within the building she makes her way inward crouching by the fire pit...she adds a few extra dry logs to the almost dying embers...carefully blowing upon them to rekindle the flames....smiling as she watches the growing warmth...she slowly rises to her full height to do what is needing to be done fetching a few bowls for mixing...kettles and pots

~~pure began to prepare the meal by starting on making fresh sa-tarna bread... taking some sa-tarna meal...vulo eggs...salt and water...she combines and mixes the ingredients together upon the counter...needing the bread mixture she hums softly to herself as she works...splitting and rolling several loaves...she places them to the side under some rep clothes to rise before placing them onto the oven rack

~~as she waits for the bread to rise...she turns her attention to start preparing a kettle of blackwine the Hold Jarl had return from a trip down south with a full shipment of ground blackwine powder filling a large kettle pot with water...she places that over the fire to heat...while she turns and scoops some powder into a serving kettle...so once the water was heated she could add it to the blackwine powder to mix and be ready to serve

~~moving back to the grill area of the kitchen she places a large pan upon the grill as she starts to crack open several vulo eggs...letting them fry...she went and placed the bread upon the oven rack to start baking...she then turns and heats up some bosk steaks left from the night before...

~~fetching several platters...she places the eggs upon one and the grilled bosk upon the other... setting them upon the counter for any to just serve themselves...she checks on the sa-tarna bread... seeing that it baked to a golden brown...she smiles as she uses thick rep clothes to remove the bread and places them within a basket upon the counter

~~looking about as she starts to clean up her baking mess...she gathered the bowls...kettle and pans and washes them with the left over hot water she had heated....taking a dry rep cloth...pure dried and returned all the items into their proper place before slipping from the kitchen with a spare serving tray that she carries a plate with a couple of vulo eggs...a bosk steak...a basket of sa-tarna bread and a mug of blackwine to serve the Hold Jarl...when he wakes

~~just as she enters the Hold Jarl comes in all refreshed and ready for his morning blackwine she sashays her pretty little ass over to his chair on the right side awaits him to seat himself she places the platter and basket down before him on the table then she plants her round ass upon the arm of his chair taking the mug of blackwine and hands it over to him as she smiles at him...no words are needed and she kisses his right cheek and twirls around and heads back into the kitchen...her ass has little more bump then usual for she knows the Hold Jarl is watching her


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PostSubject: Re: 7/15/18-7/21/18   Thu Jul 19, 2018 7:31 am

07.19.2018
08:12:19

tending to the Main Hall



~~pure entered the dark Hall...slightly cool it it's scent making known the burned out coal of the fireplace and the cool wooden floors...she shuddered as she put her bag down that had been filled with oils and a cleaning solution...today pure decided that the hall needed a good clean up

[13:36]  SolaraLove: She kept her robes on lest she freeze her found bottom..as she poured some oil upon the torches. elegantly yet hastily she made her way to the hearth, removing the ashes and scooping them into a near by bucket. Once she had put the chopped wood into the hearth she began to make the fire, blowing it as it slowly grew...once or twice wrinkling her nose in a sneeze.

~`she rubbed her hands together as the hall began to heat up...taking some fire careful not to burn down the hall she lit the torches one by one...illuminating the room...then proceeded into the back room taking up a bucket and filling it with water...after which she added her cleaning solution in now beginning to wipe down the tables...there had been a silent echo of every movement pure made...moving about on every table she then wiped down the benches thoroughly

~~the rowdy behavior that can occur on Main Hall nights can sometimes be reflected upon the tables and benches...and pure laughed to herself as she saw a faded footprint on the table...oO...("Aye") she thought to herself...oO...("Surely a bond had been dancing upon this table to the pleasure of some lucky Jarl")...she grinned to herself as she scrubbed away the evidence of lustful nights

~~once the tables and the benches had been cleaned she swept and then scrubbed the floors...the peacefulness so the hall had allowed her to gather thoughts and plan her evenings ahead

~~pure then gathered the fur rugs and brought them outside...beating them one by one with the old broom stick...once they had been replaced neatly in the hall...pure threw out the dirty water and replace the bucket into the back room....she kept the doors open for about 5 ahn to allow some fresh breeze to flow in...after which closing the doors and proceeding to the fires to heat up some mead and blackwine

~~the  Hold Jarl and other Jarls would be home soon from their various tasks and it would be well that they return to warm drink and food....once she filled two pots one with Mead and the other with black wine...she placed them upon the dancing flames to be heated up in the kitchen area

~~she then knelt by the fire as the drinks warmed up....as she knelt there observing them...she pulled out her back pack within was her Jarl's ripped shirt and some sewing supplies....there she began to mend the holes as she kept an eye on the warming beverages

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PostSubject: Re: 7/15/18-7/21/18   Fri Jul 20, 2018 1:08 pm

07.20.2018
13:31:05

milking Betsie





~~the day began as any other day did on Hunjer Isle...the sound of chickens running from bonds...wood being cut...fires roaring for the days roasts...and hearty laughter from the Isle Jarls...pure...after cleaning out the Hold Jarls chambers made her way to the supply shed to find two metal buckets...today she would gather much milk as cheese and butter had been slowly decreasing

~~she looked about unable to find any buckets though there had been a metal vessel she was sure would suit the milking needs...upon entering the stables...the scent of hay and animals greeted her nostrils...trails of bosk dung decorating the floors

~~pure approached the bosk boldly...her favorite bosk she had secretly named Betsie...she placed the metal vessel beneath the bosk and rest her gentle palm against its fur...soothing the bosk slightly... hoping that she was in a good mood today

~~once Betsie had calmed enough...pure took her udders into her hands and began squeezing and pulling gently...her eyes peaking up at Betsie every now and then...she had not been milked all week therefore she was fully ready to provide an abundance...after what seemed like a minute...white drops of the warm liquid began to drip out...following a lively spray of milk into the metal vessel

~~pure grinned in victory as her vessel slowly began to fill up...just as the vessel was half full pure peaked over her shoulders to the sound of hurried foot steps...in both hands the thrall approached carrying two metal buckets...he had been harvesting himself and now she returned them to get more milk

"aha!"...pure gestured...was wondering what became of those!"... she grinned turning about to finish milk the bosk

~~"Aye pure"...the thrall continued..."there nay be enough buckets round here"...she chuckled...placing the buckets down near pure and bounced off to continue his own chores...the vessel was now filled...pure reached over and took a metal bucket filling it just the same...she hummed softly...as one or two times Betsie had fussed

~~again she did the same for the other bucket...and as all the vessels were now filled with milk...pure gave the bosk a warm caress with her hand and began toting the milks away...half to storage and half to the kitchen for churning and cooking

~~pure was now in the kitchen...washing her hands thoroughly and looking about....the day before she had decorated the kitchen with fresh cakes and pastries...and in mystery all had disappeared... "either our Jarls are hungry men...or the ghosts have moved in with us"...pure whispered before laughing to herself

~~with saying that...she carried on to begin setting out food that the Kitchen wench had cooked for lunch then sat in the corner of the Main hall and began churning butter

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PostSubject: Re: 7/15/18-7/21/18   Sat Jul 21, 2018 8:03 am

07.21.2018
08:48:37

the wash



~~ turns to leave the Jarls speak...heading to attend her chores pure walks with purpose to the kitchen and into the laundry room barely creaking a door open as the bond slips inside and heads to the back...collecting the soiled linen there in a basket...cradling it on her hip

~~slips back through the main doors of the kitchen and proceeds through the back door down to the wash basin an clothesline deposits the basket of dirty reps into the sudsy water...turning then light steps lead towards the Main Hall pure is certain to find more laundry waiting there

~~gathers the soiled cloth in the Main Hall into a neat heap in the basket...lifting until the basket rest upon left hip leaving her gait short on that side as back through the doors she goes an out to the washtub

~~deposits all the dirty rags into the washtub...allowing them to soak an turns hearing the Hold Jarl call for her...casting her chore aside for the moment...stepping to the Hold Jarl right and bowing her golden head he tells her he wishes her to tidy up his chambers for he wishes to take a nap before lunch...pure softly says she will get to it right away and she leaves his side to do so with extra bumps of her hips as she departs

~~back into the Hold she climbs the stairs to the Hold Jarl's Chambers and enters goes to the fire place and pokes at the embers then adds a few logs so to keep him warm as he naps...she opens the window just a tad and draws the drapes...over at his bed she fluffs his pillows and straightens out his furs just so...looking about she smiles knowing he will be comfortable

~~ she tosses to the fire a bit of lavender so to help the Hold Jarl rest the scent is one that is peaceful also it is her signature scent so he will think of her when he get a whiff..she exits his chamber and gets back to the wash

~~she began scrubbing the soiled reps left to soak earlier in the wash tub scrubbing each soundly on the washboard before depositing them clean and damp into a basket pure rose seeing them all well scrubbed and one by one lifted form the basket and clipped to the clothesline to dry in afternoon sun...she ran off to go take a shower and get herself ready to serve lunch...she smiled seeing the Hold Jarl entering the Hold and going upstairs knowing he will have a great nap

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