You're my new grandson Bingo, aren't you? You do look like Frodsie and Bingie. I'm so sorry, dear. *caresses his cheek*
*goes over to Anaire's body, sets a candle beside her and lights it, says a prayer of safe passage, gently closes Anaire's eyes and lays her hands in her lap*
Thank you, my dear lady. You must be Mirabella Took. I am Elanor Gamgee. I'm so sorry that we had to meet under such unfortunate circumstances, but I'm glad that you're here.
*gets a cloth, kneels, and deftly pulls Ringil from Anaire's chest, wipes the light flow of the already coagulating blood, wipes the cool, shining blade and wraps it in a blanket, ties the blanket up with cord around the blade and makes a sling of the cord, sprinkles herbs over the body, wraps her in another blanket, slings the wrapped blade over her shoulder*
Anaire's "family", if you could call it that, should be coming back for her at some point. Those herbs should slow the decay.
*respectfully kneels close by but not too close out of fear of invading Mirabella's space as she witnesses her care of and ministrations to Anaire's body*
*nods* Thank you, my dear lady, for showing Anaire such care right now.
... Her family isn't all bad. And Anaire was such a wonderful, beautiful spirit...
*bites lip and looks away in vain hopes of trying to keep from breaking down entirely in front of the lady before her*
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*takes his hands in hers*
I know honey, I know*
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Hmm. *latches onto your head* MY MIND TO YOUR MIND. Let's get a little mental scar tissue on all of this, shall we? It'll be like it was years ago...
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*goes over to Anaire's body, sets a candle beside her and lights it, says a prayer of safe passage, gently closes Anaire's eyes and lays her hands in her lap*
This is a tragedy. And more blood will be shed.
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Thank you, my dear lady. You must be Mirabella Took. I am Elanor Gamgee. I'm so sorry that we had to meet under such unfortunate circumstances, but I'm glad that you're here.
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*gets a cloth, kneels, and deftly pulls Ringil from Anaire's chest, wipes the light flow of the already coagulating blood, wipes the cool, shining blade and wraps it in a blanket, ties the blanket up with cord around the blade and makes a sling of the cord, sprinkles herbs over the body, wraps her in another blanket, slings the wrapped blade over her shoulder*
Anaire's "family", if you could call it that, should be coming back for her at some point. Those herbs should slow the decay.
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*respectfully kneels close by but not too close out of fear of invading Mirabella's space as she witnesses her care of and ministrations to Anaire's body*
*nods* Thank you, my dear lady, for showing Anaire such care right now.
... Her family isn't all bad. And Anaire was such a wonderful, beautiful spirit...
*bites lip and looks away in vain hopes of trying to keep from breaking down entirely in front of the lady before her*
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