<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2496766#msg2496766">Quote from: resonanteve on 29-11-2009, 21:37:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Lady Marie d'Astineau</strong>, Front Lawn of Avonleigh [Marie Archambault, Lady Marie, Dee]<br/>...<br/>"How many here could fight?" Her eyes focused on Marie, assuming an air of command and nobility that made her giddy inside as she heard the words in her ears.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="floatleft">(http://img7.imageshack.us/img7/3993/mariearch.jpg)</div><strong>Marie Archambault</strong>, Front Lawn of Avonleigh [Marie Archambault, Lady Marie, Dee, Lady Kat]<br/><br/>"Well come on, Miss Marie! We ain't got all day if them soldiers is coming, now do we?" She was starting to like this noble woman. The men were capable alright, but she didn't trust any of their gender. Not really. And all of the lady folk on the trip had seemed very silly to good old Marie Archambault. But this new arrival...she had spunk! "Let's see if we can't find Miss Lillian, and get some preparation made. It may be that a bad winter's a' comin,' but we can at least prepare for it, if you catch my meanin.'"<br/><br/>The three woman headed for Avonleigh manor, and midway there, they found Lady Katrina. She was casually strolling outside, her pace a sharp contrast to that of the other women. "Soldiers! We've got more soldiers coming, Miss Katrina. Probably best to get inside and warn Miss Lily, don't you think?" Marie Archambault cracked just a hint of a smile as she tried to tell the noblewoman what to do. There was a certain charm in telling these fancy women what was best for them.