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PostSubject: 3/11/18-3/17/18   Sun Mar 11, 2018 3:05 pm

03.11.2018
16:04:19

outside/sweeps /mops/monster/bath/lunch/ganni asleep















~~opening the big doors from the Kitchen to the bright sunshine flooding in...the warm day was a joy to behold...pure had never seen this place look so peaceful...curious excited sapphire eyes eager to explore dart around...stepping into the yard with a view of the Market Place holding her attention at first...the Free and slaves going about the business of the day...the views of the busy canal...she could see the Hold Jarl's ships busy loading and unloading the cargo of the day...smiles to herself wondering which of his ships he was visiting today...thinking of the Hold Jarl...breath quickens...heart beats wildly......turning away from the ships quickly...giggles thinking...wrong time...wrong place girl...there is work to be done

~~ pulling the unruly light curls up away from pretty face into a ponytail high on her head...taking the ribbon to secure it there...small feet move over to the lighted fire pit picking up the empty kettle filling the kettle from the water barrel...sets the kettle over the fire pit to boil...quietly humming to herself twirls over to the large cupboard in the kitchen taking out the biggest broom...pert bottom wriggles...shoulders shimmy in time to the humming...the sweeping stroke of the brush gathering the dust and hay from the kitchen floor...crouches down using the dustpan and brush sweeps all the dust and dirt into the dustpan emptying the dustpan into the rubbish bin in the kitchen...replacing the broom... dustpan and brush where they belong in the big cupboard

~~small hands pick up the bucket and mop...filling the bucket with hot water from the kettle adding soap flakes...carrying the bucket and mop starts methodically mopping the floors of the kitchen making sure its sparkly clean...humming away to herself...then goes out to the fountain and sits and waits for floor to dry...giggles wondering where the water comes from...the floor all clean pure pure stays at the fountain a bit enjoying the sunshine n...no soft glow today...just sweat...wrinkles pert nose...and a bit stinky from all her hard work...she certainly needs a bath today

~~looks around the yard...it sure is a lovely place...blinks...eyes going back to the far end of the yard under a low temwood table...two large eyes looking back at her...fear gripping her body like a vice...what is that?!!!!!....pure had heard of all manner of creatures...giant urts...rock spiders...osts...varts...liths...glitches...
thinking.....the Hold Jarl would not be happy if something ate her...taking a few deep breaths calming herself down wondering what to do

~~standing up very slowly...quietly taking small steps backwards from the yard into the kitchen...hearing the scratching of claws upon the ground...body tenses with fright hands covering frightened eyes...this is it...she is going to be eaten!...waits....nothing has happened she is still in one piece....moving hands slowly from worried eyes...blinks...eyes go wide with surprise...the baby ganni standing there...still wonder who it belongs too continues to move slowly backwards as it follows her...coming to the kitchen door opening it...curiosity taking over from her fear steps onto the floor walking back to the kitchen...the little ganni followed pure...giggling it had been quite a day

~~quickly puts the mop and bucket away after tossing the water to the side yard...then comes back to give the little ganni a saucer of bosk milk  while he is drinking pure goes takes a well needed bath..soaking for a few..then rinses off dries herself then heads to the kitchen as she fixes lunch for the Hold Jarl

~~she takes up a tray utensils napkin and on a plate places a tarsk strip vulo sandwich with sul browns...get a mug of sweet ice tea and a treat of vanilla ice verr milk...lifts the tray and the ganni follows her to the Main hall to deliver the Hold Jarl's lunch upon his side table

~~she looks down to the little ganni and he is rubbing his eyes then jumps up into the Hold Jarls chair as she kneels to the right of Hold Jarl's chair the little ganni turns over and falls asleep...pure wonders what will become of the little kit when the Hold Jarl come to eat his lunch and finds the lil ganni warming his seat?

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PostSubject: Re: 3/11/18-3/17/18   Mon Mar 12, 2018 1:29 pm

03.12.2018
14:17:14

washes dirty rep cloths/chasing cloths/hanging cloths/lunch/awaiting











~~walking from the Hold...a basket full of soiled rep clothes to be cleaned...she makes her way past the docks...to the rocks on the Thassa...she sets down her bundle...taking a cord from atop the clothes...she ties up her riotous golden tresses...so she can begin her chore

~~picking up the clothes she walks little ways into the Thassa...the cold water causing her to yelp a little as her feet get used to it...the clothes fall from her hands into the water...she quickly bends with the soap in hand...grabbing a cloth rubbing soap on it and scrubs it against a rock with a brush

~~dropping the cloth back into the water swishing it around to free it of the soapy suds...lifting it squeezing and wringing all the excess water from it...tossing it back into the basket

~~looking out to the sea...she watches the ships come and go...not paying attention...a few of the clothes start their journey out to sea...glancing back to her work she sees the clothes making their escape...she runs as fast as the water will let her get them before it is too late...she goes back to washing each and every cloth till they are tucked back into their basket...ready to be hung to dry

~~taking the clothes and walking back up the docks to the Hold...she walks around the back of the Hold..seeing the line is ready for her to hang her wet laundry on...softly smiling she hangs the wet cloths to dry in the hot humid sun of Hunjer Isle

~~slipping in the back door she places the basket in the kitchen ready to get the Hold Jarl's lunch...of steamed shrimp with seasoning in a small bucket...fried sul in a mug...a glass of ale...and a plate with a chocolate cake topped with ramberries and drizzled chocolate..she takes the tray to the Main Hall and sets it to the Hold Jarl's side table..then kneels beside his seat on the right side as she hears his boot falls walking to his seat..she kisses thighs together and straightens back palms hug both knees aqua eyes lower and head bows...softly she sings "Tal Jarl...pure has brought you your lunch..she prays it quenches your mid day appetite as it has quenches pure delight to serve you"...she silently awaits his reply

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PostSubject: Re: 3/11/18-3/17/18   Tue Mar 13, 2018 12:07 pm

03.13.2018
12:55:33

watering herbs/kicking a uth/bath/dinner/awaiting










~~slipping into the Main Hall she glides to the kitchen to retrieve the cracked pitcher long legs carries her to the water barrel to fill the pitcher while a tiny toss of her head send sunny locks tumbling down her narrow back...lifting out the full pitcher...she presses it against the flat expanse of her belly while gliding to the first planter of herbs in the kitchen...a tiny frown crosses over full lips as she sees it wilting from lack of water

~~speaking to it in a gentle voice...she carefully pours the water in while aqua eyes gingerly looks over the leaves...seeing only a couple of sprigs that need broken back...she gentle does so before moving on to the next planter

~~kicking the urt away as she makes her way back to the barrel...she refills it to the brim with water...pressing the pitcher against the core of her body...she ambles with quiet grace to the next dry planter...each time a frown shapes her lips to see the carefully tended herbs wilted and thirsty

~~back and forth arched feet carries her until the last weeping planter is watered...her path to return the cracked pitcher leads her by each plant once more as she carefully pinches off the problem areas created by lack of water...she pauses to toss them into the fire before moving on..hoping the plants will rebound...she smiles a little to herself as she looks  through the kitchen window at the overgrown garden out back

~~thinking back to her first festival in Scagnar she remembers the seemingly endless chores done to get the Home ready...the stringing of garland for the heavy green door...the bina necklaces carefully strung and the garden the others girls helped this one create...looking upon this one now...one would be hard pressed to see the ramberrie...topsit and other treasures grown in there...she smiles a little more thinking of the load of bosk dung Jarl Thunderbolt had delivered..oh the mess of moving and mixing it in that garden...shaking her head at herself...she moves on through the kitchen to replace the pitcher

~grabbing a towel and some soap she heads to the waters edge to bathe before getting the Hold Jarls dinner ready so she will be the best slave she can be...her body welcomes the warm water she washes her self dipping in the water to rinse takes her hair out of the ponytail she soaps up her golden head and makes sure to clean her hair just as she has her body...one more dip and she is ready to get out to dry off..humming as she walks back to the Hold as she dries her hair


~~once back at the Hold she deposits the towel in the laundry...places the soap away..she powders herself and place perfume on her special spots..to allure the Hold Jarl...smiling as she brushes her hair out then makes her way to the kitchen grasping up and tray to take the Hold Jarl's dinner to his seat

~~she chooses a vulo dinner over rice with onions and kort...she drizzles the top of the vulo with a bosk milk dressing sprinkles with basil...some flat bread...a platter of sliced melon...and a goblet of red wine punch...lifts the tray and sashays to the Main Hall...where a few of the Free have already gathered...she kneels on the right side of the Hold Jarls chair with knees that kiss and sets the tray of food to the side table...hands flutter over her belly to fall palms down upon her knees...her back arches golden hair flows down her back like rippling water...aqua eyes seek the wooden floor as her blonde head bows..she awaits in silence to be called to service

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PostSubject: Re: 3/11/18-3/17/18   Wed Mar 14, 2018 4:11 pm

03.14.2018
16:51:01

counters/sweep floors/wipes down fixtures and dusts/washed tables and benches/bath/lunch/awaits













~~pure thought best to start doing some chores as she went to grab a clean bucket and some clean rep cloths....going to dip her hands into the water basin as she washes her hands getting under nails as well...not point of cleaning if her hands were not clean...drying her hands off with clean rep cloth as she goes to think what she needs to do...filling the bucket half way with soapy water then slipping the cloths in to wring them out...wiping down the counters making sure to wipe off any crumbs and stains off the counters...making all the counters look like new as she worked around the kitchen

~~grabbing a stool and a damp clean cloth and duster to start working her way around dusting down all the tables and light fixtures in the Main Hall...working from the top way down wiping the edges off as she did so...once done she grabbed the broom to sweep around the home where she got dust and dirt & trash on the ground placing down the dust pan to sweep the dust onto to take it outside to dispose of

~~once she was happy with the floor she goes to take the mop...clean bucket and fresh soapy water to clean all the floors of the home making sure to get under everything wanting it to look clean and pleasing for the Hold Jarl...pouring the used water outside once done wiping down the floors of any extra water left over not wanting any to trip over

~~grabbing a serving kettle filling it with water placing it on the hook over the fire as she goes to grab a bucket with a sponge...pouring the warm water but not to warm to the touch with soap flakes making many bubbles with the sponge and her fingers...wringing out the sponge of extra water before placing on the table to rub in little circles to bigger ones...sliding down then up over the circles as she rubs harder on the corners she went about to wash...clean and shine the table

~~crawling under the table as she used a scrubbing brush to get all the dirt and grim from under there...then she moved to lay each chair down to get under the chairs wanting all to look like new even the parts most did not look at all the time...moving to wash the legs on the table and chairs as she sang softly to herself making sure not to get any water on the floor not wanting any to slip and fall over

~~getting fresh water more then once as she goes to shine the chairs then patting them dry so they could be used right away if needed...taking a step back after all was dried to make sure she didn't miss any spots or it looked unpleasing...smiling softly as she saw everything was okay she goes to place the cloths in the used basket and pouring out the water...she get a bar of soap and a towel since she was crawling around the floor and rushes down to the waters edge to bathe

~~depositing her towel in the laundry she gets the Hold Jarl's lunch..a skillet meal with four tarsk chops...diced sul..and kort...a couple of flaky biscuits....a mug of dark ale..and some jam filled cookies...lifts the tray up and drifts out to the clean Main Hall and sets the tray to the side table then kneels in tower..back straight head of gold bowed hands cupping knees...to the right of the Hold Jarls seat and awaits to be of service if needed

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PostSubject: Re: 3/11/18-3/17/18   Thu Mar 15, 2018 11:28 am

03.15.2018
12:15:01

furs/fire/chair/bed/sweep/oil lamps bath/lunch/awaiting/ganni












~~looking about the Hold Jarl's home...seeing there are things that need to be done...grabbing up the furs near the fire...she drags them outside shaking them out...making sure all the dirt and dust are removed...bringing them back inside

~~grabbing the pail...she scoops out all the ashes from the fire bit removing any ash and soot that was there...taking the pail out side and dumping it...the soot and ash settling onto the girl making her look like a walking ash

~~walking back into the home...placing tinder and moss in the pit...sparking the flint...blowing on the flame...as it slowly licks the moss and tinder till it starts burning hotter and brighter...placing more logs into the fire pit...watching as the flames overtake the logs making it warm and cheery inside the home

~~placing the fur back in front of the burning fire settling it so its just right...standing she walks to his chair dusting it off...shinning it a bit with a rep cloth...making it fresh and new...walking into the Hold Jarls bedchamber...knowing it needs a good refreshing...she pulls the furs and sheets off the pallet of furs...hanging them out over the window sills in his room...so they can air...as she sweeps the floor

~~pulling out clean sheets...she lays them over the pallet of furs...making them fresh and clean...pulling the furs out of the sills...placing them over the bed...making the bed neat and fluffy

~~pulling out the lamp oil...she fills the lamps by his bed...turning about walking into the Main Hall...walking about the room filling the lamps...making sure there is a homey glow in the Hold to welcome...replaces the boom and oil...she quickly rushes to take a bath since she is covered with soot and ash..wouldn't want to serve the Hold Jarl looking like this...after her bath she places her hair back and up a little to keep hair out of face and sprinkles just a bit of the vanilla perfume upon her clean flesh

~~walking into the kitchen...pulling out his tankard...walking to the cold room...pouring it full with chilled ale...turning around and taking it to set on the table to await him along with his lunch of vulo soup and crackers...a grilled tarsk ham and verr cheese sandwich..and a bowl of ramsberry pudding...she carefully dances the tray to the Main Hall to set it on the side table by the Hold Jarl's seat to where on the right she kneels awaiting him long golden hair drizzling down her sleek back hands resting palms down upon knees eyes deverted..the little ganni comes to her and falls asleep on the soft furs beside her...a giggle escapes her lips

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PostSubject: Re: 3/11/18-3/17/18   Fri Mar 16, 2018 3:34 pm

03.16.2018
16:32:23

washes up/dishes tankards/sadness/sad/crying/breakfast/cuffed/sad (sad because lonely)












~~shivers as she walks to the kitchen light eyes clouded with emotion...a shudder runs her spine as she whimpers and walks in...the idea of a chore comforts her ravaged soul...walks deep into the kitchen...moves to the wash basin and stops to wash pale hands under a flow of water...the girls fingers next wrap around a rep cloth...dries hands over the cloth...eyes...hidden by wet lashes focus on a large array of dishes and tankards...in need of washing...with ivory limbs on display and an ache deep in her heart she would walk to the items...the size of work evident...but a welcome distraction from discordant thoughts

~~slowly with careful footsteps she moves closer to the hearth...the warmth now envelopes pale skin...heart...torn and thumping hard can be felt as it takes hold of the slave...a shudder runs down flawless spine...long pale legs display clearly as she moves to the kettles...with a rep covered hand she next raises the kettle...careful footsteps guide her back to the wash basin...slowly pours the hot water inside of the basin...pours some soap in next and adds the right amount of cold water...creates a perfect...warm and soapy consistency

~~bends over the wash basin...body compliant in its movement...a sense of sadness felt...as emotions threaten to boil over...curvy limbs pressed against the basin feel every motion...grips a harsh coarse cloth and starts to scrub the dishes...soaping and perfecting them...she is careful to watch out for any damages...a long wave of mane can be felt tracing pale back...shivers and works on cleansing the dishes one by one...shivers deeply and whimpers continuing the work

~~washes the tankards out...the warmth of the waters skim around each of them...back arched and elbows moving to apply the correct amount of pressure...shivers and keeps washing...mind refusing to focus on anything but the chore... remains diligent to the task at had...with pure attention to detail she would clean each tankard...pulls them from the waters and smiles as she sees each perfect....desperate to make them worthy of the Free...especially the Hold Jarl...drains the waters out of the basin...a curvy body moves back to a proper stand as she whimpers

~~uncurls a clean rep cloth from a nearby stack...starts by drying each plate and places them in a stack on the shelves...the repetition of the work gives a much needed focus to the girl...curved hips rock forward...her mind and body and soul all surrendering to the emotions that had started to fade...tears run down pale face and she attempts to find some semblance of composure and keeps working

~~slowly and thoroughly she next dries and cleans each tankard...they gleam and no chips or cracks of anything of harm is found...breathes with relief as she knows they now won't hurt any one of Hunjer Isle...turns and carries the tankards to the shelves and stacks them neatly...once all the dishes and tankards are done and returned to the proper place she wipes down the surfaces of the kitchen

~~she pours a hot mug of blackwine...and toasts some bread slathers it with blackberry jam setting them on a tray and taking it to the Hold Jarl's bed chambers setting it to his side table then she cuffs her right ankle to the right side of his bed and lays upon the fur rug he has there she awaits there till he wakes and he needs her...her still sad that he has not been around much she brushes tears from her eyes

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PostSubject: Re: 3/11/18-3/17/18   Sat Mar 17, 2018 3:14 pm

03.17.2018
15:52:41

bed/cooking/playing dress up/ganni/bath/dinner awaiting














~~girl walks into the kitchen knowing today is a special day she just knows the Hold Jarl will be here and she wishes to make today special for him...she removes the cuff from her ankle...makes the hold Jarl's bed..fluffing the pillows just so and draping his bed with a fur...open a window so the room could air out from the morning breeze

~~making her way down stairs...she goes into the kitchen her blue eyes look about...seems no one is cooking so she goes to gather the ingredients she will need to make a special dinner...into the cool room she takes up a brisket of bosk..the exits...placing the meat onto the counter..then fetches some carrots...sul...and katch..bringing them to the counter as well

~~she gets a roasting pan and places the brisket in it with just a tad of water to cover the bottom...she then adds mustard seeds...bay leaves...allspice berries...salt and pepper and places the roasting pan into the oven

~~she pels some sul and carrots and quarters the katch putting them into a big pot to boil...as the meal slowly cooks she takes off to the guest room there was a wardrobe she was curious about...she tip toes in followed by the little ganni who's meowing...she motions to the ganni to be quite

~~she opens the wardrobe and see a array of costumes and a dress...she reaches for the dress and places it on...looks into the mirror...she has not had clothes on in a long time...this dressing up was fun...she twirls around  as the little ganni watched

~~she pulls one of the outfits out and tries it on placing all the accessories along with it turns around and the little ganni yawns...pure giggles and tosses the hat over to the ganni...it lands on top of him...she giggles some more..then pure tries on a few more of the outfits...she remembers she needs to check on dinner..putting everything away she leaves the room like it was when she came in...she motions for the ganni to come along

~~back to the kitchen the pot is boiling so she turns it on low...checking the brisket it is almost done...this she thinks will be a good time to go bathe so she will be clean to serve the Hold Jarl...taking up a bar of soap and a towel she makes way to the waters edge

~~she quickly cleans herself and washes her long blonde hair...getting out of the water she wraps the towel around herself and runs back to the Hold deposits the towel in the laundry brushes her hair and puts the soap back

~~back in the kitchen...she gets a plate and places a little soda bread upon it and places it on a tray...she takes out the brisket and slices it up places some on a platter along with some carrots sul and cabbage...and a little plate with 3 sugar cookies with a design of a clover on it...to the cold room she poursa glass of  bosk milk and a mug of light ale and in the kitchen she places two drops of green food coloring in the ale to make it green looking since the theme for today was green

~~picking the tray up and taking it to the Hold Jarl's side table...she set's it down then to the right of his chair she lays down on the fur there and awaits his arrival where she then will kneel properly

HAPPY ST.PATRICK'S DAY

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