Post by thepaisley on Jan 17, 2016 15:32:21 GMT -6
Featuring Kell and Ruaridh (and Kell's NPC brothers)
Year 1678 +/- 5 years
Kell couldn't keep the extra spring out of her step as she bounded down the mountainside after her brothers. Capture the flag? She had never heard of such a game before! It seemed like great fun though; Teed was kind enough to give her a short explanation of what she should expect as they picked their way down towards a clearing divided by a stream. Ferth was dropping farther back behind them; she had heard him mutter that he was waiting for a friend. After all, you can't have teams with only three horses!
They reached the clearing pretty quickly, and Kell wasted no time galloping around its perimeter and inspecting the terrain. It was mostly level with a few bumps and divots here and there, pretty grassy, with some bushes and a clear, shallow, icy cold stream running through. It was perfect for a game of capture-the-flag! The stream could be their divider, and one team could have one side of the stream and the other team the other side! Wow, she was a genius.
"Okay, Kell," Teed called, his buckskin coat a stark contrast to the green around them. "We're on the left side. Ready to go hide our flag?" He gave her a stick wrapped with brightly covered fabric. She took it and ran off, kicking up her heels. Stashing it underneath the exposed roots of a big bush, the bay filly returned with a grin. "Ready!" she said.
WC: 242
Year 1678 +/- 5 years
Kell couldn't keep the extra spring out of her step as she bounded down the mountainside after her brothers. Capture the flag? She had never heard of such a game before! It seemed like great fun though; Teed was kind enough to give her a short explanation of what she should expect as they picked their way down towards a clearing divided by a stream. Ferth was dropping farther back behind them; she had heard him mutter that he was waiting for a friend. After all, you can't have teams with only three horses!
They reached the clearing pretty quickly, and Kell wasted no time galloping around its perimeter and inspecting the terrain. It was mostly level with a few bumps and divots here and there, pretty grassy, with some bushes and a clear, shallow, icy cold stream running through. It was perfect for a game of capture-the-flag! The stream could be their divider, and one team could have one side of the stream and the other team the other side! Wow, she was a genius.
"Okay, Kell," Teed called, his buckskin coat a stark contrast to the green around them. "We're on the left side. Ready to go hide our flag?" He gave her a stick wrapped with brightly covered fabric. She took it and ran off, kicking up her heels. Stashing it underneath the exposed roots of a big bush, the bay filly returned with a grin. "Ready!" she said.
WC: 242
