Mòrag is not your average girl (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} fromlighttodark) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} intothefire_rpg,@ 2011-06-30 20:41:00 |
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Where: Mòrag's family farm, barn two
When: Evening
Why: She offered him a place to stay
Rating: 18 probably - for at least language
Status: In Progress
Morag had set up the second barn carefully. She wanted him to have free range of movement, and comfort, but it still be useful. She couldn't rehouse all the animals in this barn. She had moved the horses to the other barn, housed the cows from that barn outside. She had left the goats and sheep in this one, as they had free roaming to the outside pastures and lean-tos. It was an old stone barn with lots of space - so he had the upstairs to himself, at least half of it anyways. Hay was in the other half. But the top floor had been partially converted into living quarters at one point and was comfortable enough to stay in for an indefinite period. The barn was set against pasture - surrounded on two sides by trees, and open in the front to the gravel drive. It could be approached from either side in secret, however if he approached this way he'd set off the wards that surrounded the place, alerting Mo to someone's arrival.
Mòrag was sitting in the front of the barn in the large open aisle. A table was set up - old hand carved wood and very heavy looking. An oak bench sat on either side. A top was a spread a meal fit for kings - roast pheasant, suckling pig roasted whole, steamed vegetables of all kinds, mashed potatoes, gravy, fresh loaves of bread and wine. In the center was a simple flower arrangement and a candelabra. She sat on a bench, reading in the candle light, a quirky smile on her lips.
