Good day to ye!

I be named Ewan, and ye be welcomed here. If I may be of any assistance, please let me know, it would be me pleasure to serve ye.

I am a healer�s apprentice here in Darkmoor Manor. Lady Powin has been kind enough to allow me to study and learn, and in return, I do various chores for her. Mistress Bera teaches me herbal uses, Healer Thaylar teaches me the medicinal arts, Horse Mistress Donnia, teaches me about animal husbandry, and many others, and all have a hand in me education. Lady Powin, by her example, teaches me how to have an open mind, and to help those in need. Dame Lathee, by her own example teaches me much in the way of courage and strength.

Nshara Maquire, a vassal, has taught me much about loyalty, and duty. Tans, a squire, teaches me about humility and obedience to duty. Tal Karinth, Lord of Castle Skyrim has much to teach, and much I do nae understand, but he be patient with me. Wilhem, a guard of Darkmoor, teaches by example, to be always alert. Liann teaches, by example, patience and grace, and to honor all guests of Darkmoor Manor. Aletha, teaches by example that a kind word can work miracles.

As you can see, I have much to learn. There is a man who, through the goodness of his heart, saw a lost boy, in need of a father. I am proud to call him ma dat . Though to many, my choice may seem wrong. I know in me heart, I have chosen well, and I am proud to be his chavo. Why then, do I nae speak his name? So that ye will nae seek to do him harm, or harm to those that *we* love.

Aye, and I do blush to mention this, but I have been favored by a woman of such charm and intelligence, that, I give thanks to the Blessed One, daily. (In so saying, ye will see me touch me index and middle finger of me right hand to me forehead and bow me head in deepest respect to the Blessed Saint.) Lady RoseMary Valois. Even her name sounds beautiful, does it nae? We are betrothed, a marriage contract signed and a blood oath made, to be fulfilled upon May first in the year of the lord, 1104. You will find me chosen one, and me self, most likely studying in the still room of Darkmoor Manor. Call me name loudly, and I will answer ye.

 

A'ver Ewan
A`ver Ewan's Site
A`ver Ewan's Portrait
 
A`ver's pages Ewan's pages

A`ver's Daggers

Ewan's Books

A`ver's Dat's Site

Ewan's Kestrel
 

Ewan's Leeches
 

Ewan's Medicine

 

Someday  This be a song me dat sings to me most nights.  Ah, if'n ye have nae heard him sing, nor tell a story, then ye be missing out on the best singer and storyteller around!  Aye, that nae be a chavo's boast!  That'd be the truth me be tellin.
Someday, Veresavo tsiroos,   There are some days Odaanaa si veresavo
When we are wiser Kana ame sinyam   Dark and bitter Kalo an dreary
When the world's older, Kana m doonyas phoorano,   Seems we haven't got a prayer Seems ame isi na e prayer
When we have learned Kana ame isi sikavdo   But a prayer for someday better Ama prayer for chipa better
I pray, Me pray,   Is the one thing Si o ek thing
Someday we may yet live, Veresavo tsiroos ame may yet,   We all share. Ame sovra share
To live Sikavdo te jiviba      
And let live. and te nek jiviba.   Someday, Veresavo tsiroos,
      When we are wiser Kana ame sinyam
Someday, Veresava tsiroos   When the world's older, Kana m doonyas phoorano,
Life will be fairer Life ka ov verenjak   When we have learned Kana ame isi sikavdo
Need will be rarer Need ka of rarer   I pray, Me pray,
And greed will not pay Kurlalo ka na pokinav   Someday we may yet live, Veresavo tsiroos ame may yet,
God speed, Del sig   To live Sikavdo te jiviba
This bright millennium Adavkha tsibriba bresh   And let live. and te nek jiviba.
On its way, E is si drom      
Let it come, Ne it avav   Someday, Veresava tsiroos
Someday Veeresavo tsiroos   Life will be fairer Life ka ov verenjak
      Need will be rarer Need ka of rarer
Someday, Veresavo tsiroos   And greed will not pay Kurlalo ka na pokinav
Our fight will be won then Amar`o maribe ka ov won zaman   God speed, Del sig
We'll stand in the sun then, Ame sergiy`a ki o khom zaman   This bright millennium Adavkha tsibriba bresh
That bright bright afternoon That tsibriba ku khorichka   On its way, E is si drom
Till then, Ji zaman   Let it come, Ne it avav
On days when the sun is gone E tsiroos kana o khom si ge`le   Someday Veeresavo tsiroos
We'll hang on  Ame oomblav`av e      
 and we'll wish upon the moon...woooh Betze`ti o o choon   One day, Ek tsiroos
      Someday, soon, ohhhhh Veresavo tsiroos Bir`den ohhhhh
      One day, Ek tsiroos
      Someday soon. Veresavo tsiroos bir`den

I have a quiver of seven of these daggers strapped to me back when I travel. �Tis unusual eh? A quiver of daggers? Well, each dagger sits sheathed inside the quiver in such a way as to be readily available and to stay separate from the other daggers. The strap goes from me right shoulder to under me left arm. Fear not, I am a healer, and use them only for protection of me loved ones, and me patients.
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