She nods as she sets the mug down in front of him and sits back down in her seat. She takes a few bites of this and a few of that while trying not to look as uncomfortable as she feels. Her breasts were really tender and swollen this morning. She supposed she would have to see about some kind of support that could be adjusted to accommodate her changing body. She was just glad that her armor was self adjusting.
She snuggles against him and sighs a little, "I know love. I really should take Shamara hunting today, she hasn't been out in a while I don't want her getting spoiled or lazy."
Dillon smiles. "Well, let's just spend a few more minutes together."
Barclay takes his time eating, not wanting to spoil Arista and Alethiro's family time.
She gives him a gentle kiss on the lips, "Mmmm....now that's a plan I can get behind." She says as she curls up to Dillon and wraps her arms around him.
She finishes the food on her plate and looks up, "Biscuit pwease?"
She smiles at Celine, "Of course you may. Thank you for asking so nicely. Would you like anything on it Celine?"
Celine nods, "Honey pwease?"
Arista smiles and puts some honey on the biscuit before putting it on Celine's plate.
Celine happily munches away on her biscuit while drinking her milk.
Arista finishes the food on her plate and grabs a biscuit. She puts some butter and jam on the biscuit before eating it.
She nods and gets a couple of tankards of juice for her and Rhy before sitting down at the table.
Smiling Rhadaya gets down the plates."That really does smell amazing Charity."
"Good morning Barclay." Alethiro said between bites.
As they continued eating, the Elf reached for a biscuit, cut it in half, and slathered some honey on the halves.
Finishing her breakfast she stands up, "If you'll excuse me I'll just go put some warm clothes on. Alethiro honey, when you and Celine are done would you mind getting her dressed and helping her with her leg braces?"
Barclay finishes his meal and waits for Arista to be ready.
"Certainly my Love."
"Thank you," Charity says, serving Tes and Rhy their plates. "It's the least I could do for the kindness you've given me."
Leaning down she kisses the top of Celine's head, "Be a good girl and listen to Daddy okay?" She says before giving her husband a kiss on the cheek and heads to the bedroom to get dressed. The chest support was rather uncomfortable, but she couldn't go without. She dresses in a thick wool skirt and long sleeve thick top and wraps her thick hooded cloak around her before putting on her boots. After her clothes and boots are on, she says "Protect Me." Her armor wraps around her and she puts her sword in it's sheath. After a few minutes she comes out of the bedroom, "Alright, I'm ready."
Celine nods as she eats her biscuit.
Barclay gets up and walks out with Arista. "So, very quickly, I need to send Marcel to get us some ships from Alarion. I would be using your group's and Rajni's money to do so, but we need them sooner rather than later."
She looks at him a little shocked, "You know of course we'll do whatever we can....can I ask why you need the ships?"
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Barclay starts to head toward the docks. "The Lords of Covington are starting their bulls**t again. They'll be sending Sessaly and some troops to try and bully us into giving in. Goddy believed in this place and so do I. I'm not going to roll over for the Church or any stuck-up noble."
She clenches her hands into fists, "Right...Zahvroma and Valwick are NOT for sale. This place belongs to the people that have made it what it is with their blood, sweat, and tears. There have been many sacrifices made to make Valwick the community that it has become and I will not allow some greedy corrupted bastards to try and take that from us. I will try to reason with this Sessaly wench...but if that fails...I'll kill her and send back her head as a warning to leave us the hells alone." She says with deadly venom dripping from her words like acid. Looking up at him she asks, "What right do they think they have to it anyways? They haven't been the ones that have been here from the beginning, dealing with everything that we've had to deal with."
She shakes her head angrily, "That's not even a church anymore. It's corrupted by the greedy nobles and politicians that run it now. No...this is OUR home and we will not give it up...not to them, not to anyone." Trying to take some deep breaths, a task made a little more difficult by the tenderness and swelling in her chest she says a little more calmly, "You know we will give whatever aid we can. If you need to, we can get the others together and tell them what's going on. I'm sure they won't mind all pitching in some as well to make sure our home is protected. We won't let this happen...it won't."
"Hence, the ships," Barclay says as the approach the docks. "I'd rather head them off and keep them from setting foot here. After that, it becomes more complicated. Valwick is too small to declare war against Covington...for now."
He gazes out at the sea. "While we're not the only civilized place on Zahvroma, we're the easiest to access and the least defended. I don't doubt your abilities or the abilities of the group, but they have numbers we cannot hope to match. We need to be clever."
She sighs, "Fine...I won't take the bi+<h's head right off the bat, and I can understand why outright war for the moment wouldn't be the best idea, but so then do you want us to go with the ships to stop them? I'm just...trying to figure out what you have in mind here." She says as she looks out across the water as well.
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"When dealing with an enemy, the Church and Covington don't fly their flag until they've made landfall. Makes them inconspicuous," Barclay says. "There have been a few stories about pirates making the rounds in these waters with the increase in refugees and trade here."
He turns to face Arista with a serious expression. "If they don't fly any flags, how do we know them from pirates?"
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She smiles, "We don't."
Barclay nods and approaches one of the ships. Marcel walks down the gangplank. "So, what's the verdict, Monsieur Barclay?"
"Arista?" the paladin asks.
She smiles, "Yohoho and a bottle of rum. Kill 'em all and let their Gods sort them out. Death to the infidels." She looks from one man to the other, "Is that answer enough, or do you need a definite yes?"
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"A 'yes' might have been preferable," Barclay says with a raised eyebrow. "Alright, off you go, Marcel. Hope this boat can get out before the weather worsens."
Marcel nods and gets back on the ship. Barclay then walks back toward town with Arista. "So, just let everyone know what we used the money for, please."
She nods, "Sure I will. Are you sure you don't want us going with them?" She asks as they walk back to town.
"I've already selected some people to go with Marcel," Barclay says. "He'll hire some folk in Alarion."
She nods, "Okay, that's good. Mr. Marcel seems like a very capable man, I'm sure he can handle it. I'll make sure the others know. Is there anything else we can do to help? Oh....I kind of need a list of where all the orphans ended up with that we brought back from the mines? I'd like to check on the families and make sure everything is going okay there."
Barclay blinks for a moment. "That'll take a while. Some ended up going to Lysse."
She looks surprised, "Oh....okay. I know Ms. Yerna said that some could go there, and we did talk about it with the baron. Ms. Yerna said there were a lot of families in Lysse that could take in children. I guess I didn't think they would all be placed so quickly. Well....I guess I'll just start with the ones here and Priroda. I think it'll be a while before I can get back to Lysse."
Barclay nods. "I'll see what I can do for you. I'm headed back to my office, if you need me."
The paladin then heads off to his home.
She nods, "Okay." She says as she stands in the snow for a minute. So what was she going to do now to keep busy? She needed to get busy working on Cyna and Sienna's wedding ceremony. She should probably get back home. She could talk to Cyna and Sienna later about what kind of vows they'd like in there ceremony. She just stands there thinking, wondering if she could really get used to staying at home all the time. She just stands there as the snow gently falls on her in a sort of daze.
She finishes her breakfast, her milk, and wipes her face and hands with a napkin before looking at her daddy, "Dressed?"
Tesia takes a bite of the food and closes her eyes, "Mmmmm...this is really good."
Gerard takes Amélie's arm and heads on over to the Old Fish for some breakfast.
Arm in arm with Gerard, Amélie heads to the Old Fish, noting the sense of relief in the streets after yesterday's chaos. Compared to ancient towers and giant monsters rising out of the sea, snow wasn't really much of a concern. Besides, it made the growing town rather beautiful.
Ylrhea nods. "Sounds fine."
She goes to Celia's door and knocks.
Finishing dressing Celia is just approaching the door when Ylrhea knocks. Opening the door she smiles down at the gnome. "Good morning, Ylrhea. I hope your night was well."
Ylrhea nods. "Sadhana's going to see about training with Ammon after breakfast, so I just wanted to check and see if you wanted to do something after we eat...if you're ready for breakfast, that is."
Gerard guides Amélie to an empty table and pulls out the chair for her.
"I guess I should leave you a recipe," Charity says with a slight blush.
"That would be wonderful!" Rhadaya says taking a bite. "It tastes even better than it smells."
Tesia nods her head in agreement.
"Merci mon chere." Amélie says with a smile as she sits. Internally she found it a marvelous thing that Gerard with all his rugged ways made her feel more like a Lady than anyone in the gilded cage she grew up in. Her wolf was definitely one of a kind.
With that thought her hand unconsciously moves to her belly, as yet barely noticable, bringing a smile to her lips.
"Breakfast definitely sounds like a good idea. Afterward I should see about getting actual armor and weapons of my own rather than what we grabbed from the barracks yesterday. I'd appreciate the company. After that, anything you had in mind." Celia replies after thinking for a moment.
She finishes her breakfast, her milk, and wipes her face and hands with a napkin before looking at her daddy, "Dressed?"
Finishing his breakfast, Alethiro as well wiped his face with a napkin. "Yes my Little Wisp, time to get dressed."
Getting up, the Elf helped his little girl off her chair and walked her back to her room. After sitting her down, Alethiro picked out some clothes for Celine, dressed her, and put her leg braces on.
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Buckling on Oblivion and strapping her shield over her shoulders, Sādhanā exits the bedroom,pulling on her cloak.