Aragorn Elessar (telcontar) wrote in untold_logs, @ 2008-06-04 23:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | aragorn, karigan |
Who: Karigan and Aragorn
What: Karigan arrives!
Karigan: *rides into Minas Tirith late in the night, tied to the saddle and bleeding from her leg. is barely recognizable out of uniform and riding a strange horse*
Karigan: *is falling off the horse as it goes up through the circles but has tied herself in place possibly too firmly to untie herself in her exhausted, unkempt, bloody condition*
guards: *help her off the horse and get it stables**star to take her to the healers*
Karigan: No, no... *grabs on to one of the guard's arms* to the citadel. to the king.
Guards: *share looks, then carry her to the king*
Karigan: *could have walked... er... limped. oh well. not complaining, too lightheaded*
Aragorn: *looks up as they enter, stands!* Is she conscious?
Karigan: ....yes. *a bit uncertainly*
Aragorn: *has them put her on the couch and dismisses them**starts to get all healy*
Karigan: Pocket. Note. Tea. No, stronger. Brandy. *trying to get her head back together to tell him what happened*
Aragorn: *pours her brandy and resumes healing*
Karigan: *drains the entire thing to numb the pain* bet you didn't even notice I was gone...
Karigan: *ripped open the stitches in her leg and bled through the bandage several times from too much fast riding over bad roads*
Karigan: *trying to remember what happened, though her head is a fog of pain and she can barely talk* ...woke up on a boat. Me, Tindomiel, Miriel, Zaira. You know Zaira? Doesn't matter... woke up on a boat. On the river.
Aragorn: Hardly could tell the difference. *applies some numbing herbs and works at her leg* Zaira is one of Imrahil's captains,yes. The four of you were together?
Karigan: *tries to nod, but that's too dizzying* together, yes...
Aragorn: *nods his head*
Karigan: We escaped. We're alive. In... Pelargir.
Aragorn: The others? *makes note to send people to pick them up post haste*
Karigan: *nods* Picked up by some... one-eyed woman... in a boat... *covered in other cuts too other than the stab wound, from the glass she crawled over to get out, though most of those aren't bleeding like the stab wound*
Aragorn: *finishes stab wound, frowning a bit at it* Do you have any theory why?
Karigan: Zigureth.
Karigan: *trying to sit up and look at her leg*
Aragorn: What stabbed you?
Karigan: A knife. *as if he's thick*
Aragorn: *dry look * What sort of knife.
Karigan: I don't remember I was too busy killing the person who stabbed me. *a little snappish, which sounds more like herself, but.. not quite* It was hot.
Karigan: *means the blade of hte knife, you perverts*
Aragorn: It burned you.
Karigan: ....? *can't even think of a question to ask, but is confused*
Aragorn: *nods his head* Have you any messages rider? Or theories as to why Zigureth would want you four?
Karigan: *had been sort of ready to fall asleep from the numbing of the pain, has been drifting in and out of full attention, but suddenly bolts upright* Boromir, Miriel, letter.
Karigan: *actually tries to get up, leg and all, to deliver the letter herself*
Aragorn: *pushes her back down* I'll deliver it myself. But rest, and tell me what you've to say.
Karigan: ...there was a black sorceress on the ship. Had to be Zigureth. We're all... blood kin, except Miriel.
Karigan: ...*corrects herself* Sorceress is dead, not Zigureth.
Karigan: Sent by her.
Aragorn: *frowns* They wanted you because you were blood kin. They wanted her because of Pharazon.
Karigan: Why would they want me I'm a blood traitor.
Karigan: *slumping, closing her eyes* Don't let me fall asleep, someone's watching me.
Aragorn: *lets out a sigh* Have you considered they might be aware of your..control?
Karigan: Lack of control, more like. *sinking lower and lower against the couch, like she's trying to hide from something*
Karigan: ...killed half a dozen people that way...
Aragorn: Slavers at best.
Karigan: *opens one eye* ...I didn't try to.
Aragorn: Remember my warning?
Karigan: Saved our skins. *closing her eyes again* They all started... bleeding...
Aragorn: *nods his head*
Karigan: *opens her eyes again, stares at Aragorn through exhausted, bloodshot eyes. it's as if she's seen something horrifying behind her eyelids, something on the edge of her exhaustion that makes her afraid of dreams* ...don't let her take me, I don't want to go back.
Aragorn: You need to rest, Karigan. You can't stay awake for ever. But I can give you something, for a dreamless sleep
Karigan: she'll be waiting...
Aragorn: Then go with these words as your defense. *says something in elvish* Repeat it
Karigan: *gives him a wildly skeptical look like if he tests her too much she might just cry*
Aragorn: Do it.
Karigan: ...say it again I forgot it.
Aragorn: Naurcalad berianin
Karigan: *takes a deep breath, repeats it* ...naurcalad berianin.
Aragorn: Louder.
Karigan: ...I'm tired...
Karigan: *says it louder* Naurcalad berianin.
Aragorn: *nods his head* Rest here, I will post a ranger. You've a message?
Karigan: *sort of starts muttering it, is clearly falling asleep* naurcalad berianin.... left coat pocket. and... and... tell Ioreth and Imrahil...
Aragorn: *nods**takes the note, then sends missives to both*
Aragorn: *watches her for a few minutes*
Aragorn: *softly* welcome back
Aragorn: *kisses her forehead fatherly like, and then goes to bring a note to Boromir*