<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2423007#msg2423007">Quote from: resonanteve on 07-11-2009, 02:50:45</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">...<br/>Steeling herself, she wiped off her weapon onto an upturned patch of the saddle bags and took off, racing toward Avonleigh to report the ambush and see to her father's health.<br/><br/>Glory and worry grasped her heart tightly as she turned over the thrill and ache in her chest.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img7.imageshack.us/img7/3993/mariearch.jpg)</div><strong>Marie Archambault</strong>, Front Lawn of Avonleigh [Marie Archambault, Lady Marie]<br/><br/>Marie Archambault had been working tirelessly since the group had arrived at Avonleigh, and she had finally slipped off to enjoy a moment to herself. One polished red apple in hand, she strode down the front lane of Avonleigh and headed for the outer wall of the manor. Old stone, covered in moss here and there...she had a favorite place like that when she was still a girl, and it seemed like the perfect place to have that apple.<br/><br/>Hiking her skirts up a bit so that she wouldn't dirty her dress, Marie climbed the wall expertly. She settled in atop the stonework, and bit into her apple with satisfaction. Before the day was out, she'd have a whole bushel of the beauties from the back orchard. She looked up, her eyes drifting over the countryside surrounding Avonleigh.<br/><br/>That's when she spied the approaching rider, moving at breakneck speed along the provincial country road. As the rider approached, Marie Archambault stood up and began waving her hands. "Stop it! You hear me...Miss!" She said, as she made out the female form atop the hefty animal. "Don't you know it's rude to ride right by someone, stirrin' up all sorts of dust and rocks and...it's just very rude, is all!" Marie Archambault had a severe frown on her face has she continued to ramble on. The woman on the horse has ruined her moment of solace, and Marie planned to let her know that in detail,