Re: Gallery for the Trial of Grendell Rackham

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Cecily slipped back into her seat next to Mac. Her heart pounded in her chest to loudly that she was certain everyone around could hear it. Mac smiled and looked at her inquisitively.

Leaning over, Cecily whispered willing her voice not to tremble. "I just needed some air, I'm feeling a little better now. What did I miss?"


OOC: The story of Frey's escape continues here:
http://forum.renaissancekingdoms.com/viewtopic.php?t=61390

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TK sees the various conversations and the looks being directed his way. He smiles to himself and walks to the back of the room. Placing his staff on his back he looks around and stretches his arms over his head. He knows that there are many of his friends here in peace. And to cause a scene would only do harm. "They'd better ask nicely" he mumbles to himself and smiles. "of course if they don't I know one that I wouldn't mind running my staff through." Smiling he continues to watch the proceedings from the back of the room.

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Upon hearing word of a disturbance in the courtroom, Icy quickened his pace. He figured someone was venting their anger towards the prosecution. As he entered the courtroom quitely he scanned the room to look for trouble only to find that Celtic Dragon was talking to one of the judges. They seemed to be talking about someone near the back of the room. Icy noticed someone wearing a nice blue shirt hold a shaft. Cecily was already sitting in the gallery, so there couldn't have been too much trouble. He figured he would stay by the door to keep an eye on things in case CD needed any assistance.

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Upon hearing the Judges council, I locate TK at the back of the room and note that he has placed his staff into the holder. I catch his eye and nod my thanks.

I then look towards the lady sitting next to Grendell and note that she has already sheathed her weapon.

Breathing an inward sigh of relief, "I see that she has put her dagger away, but, I'm wondering if her withering looks might actually do damage?" I wonder to myself, "Oh well, not my problem."

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Mac smiles at Cecily as she walks back in and takes her seat.
Leaning over she places her hand on top of Ceci's and squeezes,

"Is everything okay?"

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Looking the soldier in the eye, Razioth tells hin point blank, Yes this has an impact on all of us, But you need to be a soldier first. take your post! enough of this watching! Get outside and take up a defensive stance! Now Bowman! We are here to defend and protect. Not to pass judgement! If you dont agree with the court, there are other avenues.

"Corporal, Yes, Corporal."

"And yes, WE will pick this up later."

I turn on my heel, leaving the post at the door to obtain a more "defensive" stance.

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A lone thick-shouldered and bearded young man in the back of the gallery peers out a window for a moment as the judges initiate a call to close the case. Spotting halberdiers emblazoned in the King's royal livery hauling Grendell, Duke of Chester, away withe solemn presence of an Inquisitor behind, the gallery visitor leans nearer to a crack in the window to overhear what's being said outside.

He listens for a moment, silent and still, then slowly nods to himself with a grim expression.

It seems the His Royal Highness the King of England has closed the case, indeed. The Inquisition is taking the defendant off to be executed for witchcraft, and Duke Grendell shall be dead before Vespers.

The words are muttered in a low voice to those nearby, taking care not to disrespect the deliberations of the three appointed judges.

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Watching in disbelief, he hung his head as this is a sad and embarrassing day for Chester. Not knowing what he should feel himself -anger, embarrasment, relief, sympathy

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Blakekc stands in disbelief at what is happening. "I can't believe he is being executed for witchcraft, surely there has been a mistake", he mumbles under his breath.

Looking over to his friend, Cecily his heart breaks for her as the guards take Grendell away.

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Gambrinus was just ready to reenter the court as the guards bring the Duke out. An honor guard to a meeting with the King's officials, perhaps a sensible end to this trial. Upon entering the gallery however, he sees a scene of developing chaos. After hearing 6 different tales, he decides to head to Jack Cades for some beer to go with his chaos.

Reaching the tavern, he finds it padlocked on order of the King. He sees Floramay heading towards the other tavern and decides to follow her.

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the lad sighed, watching the Duke be hauled away.... slipping from the back of the gallery, and out to where his mare waited....

his mistress would want to know all that passed.... shaking his head... knowing that the Duke had been fully declared as a follower of Fenris... whispers of witchcraft often followed those of the old ways...

he whispered a prayer to the goddess to strengthen Lady Cecily, and pointed the mare's nose south

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