Another day, and more work finished.

Author: * Ruaidri Cruithni - 17 Posts on this thread out of 204 Posts sitewide.
Date: Dec 4, 2005 - 22:56

I worked all morning, then went to get a meal. I decided to take a stroll outside the walls and watch as a battered curragh comes ashore. It seems to be on the verge of sinking, and the man who clambrs out waves both arms, showing he's unarmed.

I glance up at the guard on duty, and signal that I will go and meet the newcomer. He nods. I make my way down to the shore, and see a very tired and wet traveler.

"Failte, coigreach. It looks like your curragh ran into some rocks. I am Ruaidri, metalsmith, hunter, and some-time warrior. You are cold and wet, and I'll wager you are hungry, too. So come with me, and I'll take you to our pub, The Mull of Cean Tir, and you can warm up by the fire, and warm your stomach with some of the cook's fine stew and bread. How are you called?"

He tells me his name is Breacan Cruitni, as he follows me to the Dunn, and the pub. No sooner are we inside before Gruoch is there to see him settled near the fire. Soon after, she sets out a bowl of venison stew, several scones, a gingery Broonie and a mug of mulled ale. I take a Broonie myself, with some ale, and watch as he eats hungrily. Steam rises from his wet clothes, and it is not long before the cold, blue look leaves his face. I wait for him to finish, and tell me his tale.