| The Leaving | ||||||
| As angry as she was Reddry leaned against the door as she watched her two sisters� finished packing. Her saddle bags already pack and haven sent word to her husband, Nazier, of where her and the girls were heading, her mind drifted off to the days of Garra and her hunting in Snowdonia. That is when she first met Nazier and the members of The Flaming Fists. Garra had introduced her to the others Kaddra, Wolfjaw, Pyracathe, Zude, Sigfied, Ibeea and the unforgettable Utherr. Oh how they laughed and enjoyed each other company as they hunted and learned their skills. Even in the frontier there was time for laughter from this lot of good friends. Reddry even managed to fall in love and marry. It was about that time she ran into Gwennith whom seem to be alone and slightly depressed. She and the girls convinced Gwennith to come out and join in and find life again after her ordeal with one, which we won�t mention. Gwennith feeling shame in bearing his last name, Reddry quickly convinced Gwennith that her and her son Willholm should take on the name of Bridewell. Belandius just seemed to always be there quietly in the background. It was good to have the family together again and all in the same guild. Unfortunately this was not to last forever. It came to pass that the Founders of the Flaming Fist where to be sent by ship to a far off new country to explore and conquest for our King. Zude having more pressing matter in Camelot and the Academy was handed over the responsibility of The Flaming Fist. The girls and I even then thought it best to pack and head our own way back then, but our bond and respect for Zude and for the name of the Flaming Fist stopped me. I convinced Sahra and Mezary as well to stay and help rebuild. Gwennith and Willholm as well were settled and even tho upset didn�t want to make a move again. Belandius as always still in the background quietly crafting and very content to stay as things were. Uncertain of the future but knowing we were strong and dedicated to each other and to our guild we continued to hunt and battle under the banner of Flaming Fist. It was at this time we met a few from the Guild the Illuminati. It seemed the Illuminati were a mirror of the Flaming Fist. Having the same values and same goals for the future. Soon Solice and Zude sat down and drew up the papers and the Arcanum Alliance was formed. It was at this time the Reddry started to notice the Willholm and Gwennith seem to become distance, not grouping with either the guild or the alliance. Willholm had taken up with Lady D and was seen many times in her company alone, which is understandable when one is smitten with one. Most upsetting tho was the way he seemed to push aside the family to the point of not one kind word or a Hail to thee. Gwennith on the other hand seemed to have isolated herself, hunting on her own and when invited to join others in a hunting party basically went off on her own saying she nay needed to be with others and was quite fine on her own. When Reddry finally got Gwennith�s attention she sat her down and in a calm voice told her of her concerned of both Willholm and herself. Reddry is not sure what Gwennith thought she heard but the next thing Reddry remembers is Gwennith pacing the floor. Gwennith ranting and raving in a loud voice telling Reddry it was none of her damn business what she or her son did and if they wanted to be on their own or hunt with others outside of the family and guild that is what they would do. |
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