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(RIP) Alys D'gris

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Settling In
« on: 19 October, 2016, 05:18:11 PM »
She looked about the sheep farm she had rented for the next 20 days and smiled. Alys had made her choice and it was to move to Barcelona for a number of reasons. The University she had been accepted to was one, the ability to fish was another one. The Coast was a huge draw as she found herself fascinated by it. The changing moods of the water, the way the waves broke upon the sand. Even the heat of the day felt good to her.

If she was being honest, and she seldom was otherwise, the biggest draw was the Comte Iohannes. With him she felt things that were new to her. Alys imagined that this is how her Mother felt while the man who was her Father courted her. There was just so much more attached with Iohannes and it was those other things, that so much more that worried her. Her was a Nobleman and she was very honestly the daughter of MIddle Class merchants. What did she know of the ways of the Nobles? Let alone Nobles of another Country? Her once encounter with them at the Feast had gone...well enough she supposed, but she was grateful to escape all the Formality.

Iohannes had understood and perhaps saw her underlying nervousness for her had suggested a midnight sail, which she had really appreciated. Perhaps it had not been wise for her to accept, but luckily her reputation had taken no harm. They had sailed and talked and he had taught her how to fish. They negotiated fiercely for the trade of fish for a net, the process very familiar to her. She had worked hard to get him paid off as her pride would not allow her to remain in debt to him for long.

Now she was trying her hand at sheep farming, Studying to be a Doctor, studying to be Baptised and still fishing. She was learning about the people of her new home. Perhaps most important she was exploring the emotions of her heart. Perhaps she would be Lady of Barcelona one day. Perhaps she and Iohannes would remain good friends. It was in the hands of Legos now. Alys found herself very happy to be where she was now. Humming softly she went out to feed her sheep.
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Re: Settling In
« Reply #1 on: 21 October, 2016, 06:48:10 PM »
How fortunate could one woman be? The planting field across from her sheep field was for sale. Best of all she had coin to buy the land!. Her plan had always been to by land and so she had purchased seeds, fertilizer and hoes as they were available on the market. The sheep needed little more then feeding on most days, her studies had yet to begin, sh she had the time. In fact once her field was planted, with the sheep fed for the day, she would go out and fish!

With her plan set Alys  walked the paths to the land office. She kept a watchful eye about, though she suspected that she was being watched over. Iohannes would not wish for her to come to harm, and so she suspected that he had asked the Guard to keep a protective  unintrusive watch over her. It was a lovely day and she enjoyed the walk, planning as was her wont.

Once in town proper she took care of her business, swiftly, holding the curled up deed in her hands. The sheep farm was leased...but this, this she owned! She made a quick browse through the market, noting that there were mulberry seeds for sale. Perhaps if grapes did not work out she would try mulberries as she had heard word of a silkworm farm opening. She looked at the packet of seeds and mentally debated purchasing them. Perhaps not right now. She should wait for more coin, and perhaps start saving some on them.

Alys turned away and set her feet on the path that would take her to her fields. At some point she would need a home, but for now the Inn would do. Once she arrived back to her sheep farm, she set to work and moved her farming goods over to her farm. Then she grabbed the hoe and promptly set to work. The sheep came to fence on the other side of the road and watched as she worked and made the occasion baaing comment. When that happened she could not help but to laugh, and felt a moment's guilt for what would happen to sheep.

Soon there were neat rows of seeds planted. She paused once again to take a sip of water. It appeared to still be early enough in the day that she could make the fishing boat if she hurried! With a laugh she exchanged the hoe for her net and nearly ran to the docks. She had to make a small leap to get on the boat, as it waited for no one! Now she curled up in her favorite spot and rested while the boat sailed to the fishing grounds.
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Re: Settling In
« Reply #2 on: 24 October, 2016, 06:00:35 AM »
She staggered onto the shore, exhausted nearly to the point of having to crawl to her room at the Inn. The dimming daylight was fading into the early twilight of late fall. As she stumbled into the room the Innkeeper started to greet her, but frowned as his greeting went unnoticed and his guest staggered into her room. Fortunately the staff had placed bathing water in her room as she had requested when she had left earlier that day. It was a struggle to to wash the smell of fish off of her and only her awareness of what the room would smell like if she didn't wash pushed her to complete the task. Alys collapsed on the bed without bothering to even dry herself. Her eyes closed, and she slept the sleep of the truly exhausted..

Several hours later she opened her eyes to the light of a new day, and would have sat up if wasn't for the bedding wrapped tightly about her. She had to patiently uncoil herself from them. Alys then dressed in her clean clothes, then stopped a bit bewildered. Alys looked about and found her laundry completely done and folding up neatly. Was the Inn occupied by helpful fairies? Could such be the case? A soft laugh escaped from her as she remembered that she had traded fish for laundry services.

Breakfast consisted of a quickly consumed bowl of porridge and some fruit. She thanked the Innkeeper's wife for the laundry done and had been reassured that it was no trouble. The kind woman pressed lunch in Alys' hands as Alys rushed out and on her way to her sheepfield. Once she got there the sheep were bleating with hunger. Soon they were munching down on hay well content. The work of cleaning the field and refilling the water took the remainder of the morning.

Once that was completed, she pulled out the text she was reading and settled herself to study in the warm sunlight. Today she would make up for the overwork of yesterday. The tree she was sitting against was oddly comfortable. The warmth and comfort combined to lull her to sleep once more.
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Re: Settling In
« Reply #3 on: 18 November, 2016, 02:39:03 AM »
How does one' life change so dramatically over so short a time? The question danced through Alys' head as she tended her new flock of sheep. Now she truly was a child of Teos, yet within a few days of that moment her Parish Priest had left and now was Pope Alexander VII. She would miss Father Janus, but understood that this was the greatest Honor that could ever be granted to him. It would be difficult for her to accept a new Priest, yet that was exactly what she would do. Just as Father Janus had been Priest to her in her youth, so Cardinal Clemente would tend to her soul in adulthood. France no longer needed her it seemed as she had yet to have a response to the missive she had sent off.

Perhaps Barcelona needed her, perhaps not. For now she was raising grapes for Sir Alain, Raising sheep and producing Milk for Master Blitzy. Soon she would need to go fishing once more to better feed herself.  This was life somewhat unlike what she had been expecting. The work, yes, for nothing worthwhile came to a person without putting in sweat and time.

Iohannes had been called away to Valencia to attend his duties with the King. Perhaps it was his absence that had her feeling so...uncertain and worried. If they had their wishes they would wed at some point, but there were obstacles to be overcome. Even though she was a resident of Barcelona, she had been born in France. Hew was on the Nobility, she was of the Merchant Class. She was newly Baptized, his Faith had been held for much longer. Perhaps it was all but a dream that could not come to pass. Perhaps with the Blessing of Teos she would gain her heart's Desire.

Once that Hearts desire was to be a healer, but now it had changed. She wanted to wed, to help Barcelona grow. She wanted to learn how to govern, so that she could do so wisely. Alys still wanted to be a healer, it had been a dream she had held for too long to give up.


She lifted her head and surveyed what she could call hers. The Land she farmed, definitely, the sheep she raised, yes. The time she spent in prayer was not a duty but joy, as was the alms she gave to the Church. Her stubborn independence to stand on her own was definitely hers. Her lips curved in a smile, the stubborn pride had occasionally come between her and Iohannes, but until the Banns were read, she would continue to do so. Mostly likely even after the Banns were read, for she would rather stand by his side as an equal, never would she accept a place in his shadow.


Perhaps it was the insults overed to her when she accepted an invitation to converse privately with someone, thinking they had sought guidance. "Power hungry whore' had been the last, most virulent insult tossed at her as she left. Her mind thought upon the man who had insulted her, and she just shook her head. Others had warned her to be careful, but he had fooled her under the guise of asking for help. Now she stayed and tended her land and sheep, only occasionally entering the tavern. Only staying long enough to peek into the window. Alys knew all she had to do was breath his name to those who would protect, but what good would it do? Unless the insult was offered in their presence, it would be as though she was running to hide behind them.

The milking finished, she washed up and cleaned the work area. The grapes that needed harvesting was her next task, after which she would sleep in her cart. It was safe here, and she did need a bit of time to regain her confidence.
Alys d'Gris
Duchess of Valencia
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