By invite of High Jarl Joe MacBain

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is on the porch with various chairs looking over the lands and says to ALL: yawns sleeply looking over the land aftrer the festivities and smiles picking up and woven basket and putting feet into my boots and steps out and down the path way (05:49:41 )
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is within the large field and says to ALL: making my way out to the field were a great many enjoyed the spars of others during the day as the early morning light barley flickered as it teased against the moon light in some effort to make it falter the changing of night into day I looked around with a soft smile as tucked a few strands behind a ear then padded around and began picking up the empty horns and tankards laying around and shifting sleeping bonds telling them to go inside where its warm plodding along as I could not seem to rest as my mind lingered on other things it would seem

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is within the large field and says to ALL: i also picked the stones of fruit laying around well those I could see anway perhaps they could be used to plant for kepted an traded perahps for somethng who knows I didnt know that much about trading my flute and instrutments were what I knew well every hting I made up as I went along pritty much .... pauses to watch the first crevises of the sun as it bagn to win the battle over the evening sky as soft red orange twinges seemed to fill the horizen fare off, bending to pick up a few more tankards and bowls and scattered plates and oddly enough a few slave silks even wondering to whom they belong and tosses them intot he basket and till I had walked almsot every inch of the field taht was used

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is within the Great Hall of the North and says to ALL: carrying the now heavyly laidened basket down towards the hall as the soft torches still burned on high pauses near the door entrance and peeked in pushing the door but a litttle crack seeing a few Men laying deep in snoring sounds as naked bonds curled up with them sliped in very quietly on tippy toes slipping the boots off and nudging them with a bare feet then padded so softly past the sleeping one into the kitchen

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is within the Great Hall of the North and says to ALL: slipping hte basket form my left hip to glide to the work table turns to the sink and takes a kettle of warm water form the stove and pours it in then adds some soap flakes and stirrs it about laying out fresh cloths on the other side of the bench takes the horns tankards and dishes one by one and washes them throughly in the suddies water and puts them on the layed out cloth to drain till I fi nally worked through the hole lot and then began to dry them palce the goods one table to packed away once again then rest putting back in their places on the shelves

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is within the Great Hall of the North and says to ALL: I had then decided against cleaning the hall further till later when all had a chance to waken so not to wake a Jarl deep in His sleep that jsut would not do and Jarl with a hangover is not a pritty sight and tippy toes back out through the hall and closes the door quietly


"also posted under slave work"

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the song sun for Jarls festivities

Traveling on a cold kaiila
On a pebble trail, head full of Paga
I met a Small Lady, She made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast.
And she said,

"Does he come from a Torvald Island?
Tall women glow and big men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Was beggin training, from a man far up Var
He’s six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
Well Pel just smiled, and gave me a Tabuk sandwich
And he said,

"I comes from the Isle of Hulneth
Where meade does flow and men don’t chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear Thor’s thunder?
Your kinda small, you better duck and cover."
and apple plays the refrain. . .
Singing just off key in Hulneth
With a horn of meade, and a pretty player
I see apple sway, "Are you tryin to tempt me?”
Cause Joe would make me an Ah-il shorter?"
And she signed,

"But I live on a Torvie Island
Where bond maides tease, men die if they plunder
But you feel, yes you feel Thor’s thunder
It might be worth quick death to make that blunder."

Joe rules on a Torvald Island
Where Nyah shines shines like glare off icebergs
We can hear, we can hear Thor’s thunder? I’d bow to my hosts, kinda drunk, but I can’t find them
I thank them both that I don’t need more cover . .


My friend he lives on a far off island
Where women glow and Men have honor
We raise our drinks now . . .cause you’re a spearman
So you won’t run…and cheers will sound like Thunder.

[Joe]

just a personal well done to all for making this a great night for Pel and the home at large -smiles- was very proud of you all



Joe