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Camp Willow Logs upto 22/8/05
Here are some of the old logs with thanks to all who posted then, to see the new logs or to post one yourself go here
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***Rescue Tovin TP Logs***
Posted by:
Willow
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2005-02-18
If you have any logs from the tp where we rescued Tovin, please post them here.
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Short RP....
Posted by:
Sigurna
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2005-02-24
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Woah...
Posted by:
Sigurna
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2005-03-03
...five logs for everyone's reading pleasure.
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Log
Posted by:
Hallow
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2005-03-21
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TP Log
Posted by:
Hallow
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2005-04-25
Log of the TP where vermin attack the Camp and Skipper dies Vermin Attack
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Wedding
Posted by:
Hallow
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2005-05-21
Many congratulations to Dragoon and Ember, here's their wedding log: “Wedding”:http:/Members/Hallow/20.5.05hwedd/view
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Birth of Tom, Nyfloe's child.
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rockfire
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2005-05-31
Log--birth of Thomas Lempaw Stormprairie; Logged by Nyfloe Stormprairie.
RW Abbey: Infirmary Recovery ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This comfortable but spartan room has several small alcoves lining the wall. Infirmary bunks with resting and recovering patients lie in these alcoves, each cordoned off with a gossamer drapery of linen for privacy. The room is lit with oil lamps and the pleasing warmth of a small hearth fire. This room is kept quiet, except for the occasional snore, hacking cough or sniffle of its sleeping infirmary occupants.
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Exits: [Back] to the Main Infirmary
With:
[IC] Being cute and cuddly! (Thomas)
[IC] Slain
[ZZZ] Eugenie
[ZZZ] Second Degree Bookworm... err Novice. (Keiran)
[ZZZ] Hawk, The Archer Mouse.
[ZZZ] No longer running away (Thistledown)
Slain sits up on the empty cot he was sleeping on muttering "Must have fallen asleep, was supposed to just a be a quick nap..." he rubs the back of his neck, still a bit groggy.
Nyfloe whimpers in pain, and moans.
Slain blinks in confusion and looks in Nyfloe's direction "Uh, is something the matter?"
Nyfloe growls, and cries out, "I'm pregant."
Slain moves over to her side slowly looking more then a bit worried "Uh... your not... uh... having it now are you?"
Nyfloe grunts in pain, and says, "Yes, I think so. I can feel it." She screams in pain, and pain tears streak down her face.
Slain is now looking very VERY panicked "Oh no... uh... I... I uh... this may not be a good time to mention this but I'm just a student in healing, I've only dealt with wounds, by any chance do you know anything about what we might need for this?"
Nyfloe mutters the words, "Blankets.. to... hold and... pull out the.. baby." She screams in pain once more.
Slain rushes frantically gathering up as many blankets as he can, and just for the hell of it some warm water muttering something in an odd sounding language.
Corrin comes in from the Infirmary...
Corrin has arrived.
Nyfloe pushes, screaming, and crying in pain.
Slain does what ever he can to make her comfortable and do what he can, still muttering something in his language.
Corrin looks startled as he enters the room. The bat was drawn to the sounds, worriedly, and had never been here before. His ears flicker rapidly and he gazes about.
Slain moves into position to get the baby, he looks more then a bit disturbed and panicked by all of this.
Nyfloe pushes, and gives a final scream, and then something cries. A furry little Otter kit falls into the blanket.
Thomas begins crying loudly.
Corrin lowers his large ears tight to his head and moves forward, though staying to the side and out of the way. "..Is there anything I can do?..." Voice almost echoing in the soft whisper because of his worry. Then the babe falls into the blanket and he stares at the newborn.
Slain slowly holds up the baby Thomas and wipes off all the nastinesss. He then moves to give him to his mother, still prataling on in his native tongue.
Nyfloe takes the baby, and holds it, wrapping it in a clean, red blanket. She hands it a small, soft, piece of cloth, and it grasps it. She looks up, and says, "His name is Thomas Lempaw Stormprairie." The baby laughs as he is handed the soft cloth.
Slain sighs in relief that every thing seems fine and finally notices Corrin, he nods his head to him.
Corrin nods a little, though he looks in curious awe of the birth.
Rockfire comes in from the Infirmary... Rockfire has arrived.
Rockfire walks in after hearing the screams, and looks to Nyfloe. he asks, "What have you named him?
Nyfloe says, " Thomas Lempaw... but we agreed to call him Tom as a nickname last night."
Rockfire nods.
Nyfloe smiles, and cradles the now sleeping otter kit.
Slain looks over at Rockfire, still a bit out of it accidentally greets him in his own language instead of this land's, he probably sounds like he's talking meaningless jiberish.
Corrin is observing the male otter now, arms curled in front of him so that his wings obscure most of his body. An ear flicks in Slain's direction.
Rockfire asks, with a curious look, "Excuse me, sir?"
Slain shakes his head clear and says again "Hello sir, you must be the father, congratulations."
Rockfire nods, and replies, "Thankyou, sir."
Corrin murmurs, "Yes...congratulations.." He smiles now.
Rockfire just smiles wildly, overjoyed at being a father.
Slain bows to them "I will you alone."
Rockfire just continues on smiling.
Corrin goes to leave as well.
Rockfire looks, to Nyfloe, and says, "Let's go home, honey."
Nyfloe gets up, and follows Rockfire out.
EOL--End Of Log
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Mudfight
Posted by:
Hallow
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2005-06-08
Just an ordinary day in the camp and then mud starts flying. Mudfight
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A Sad Log
Posted by:
spdbrd
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2005-07-07
For all those not present..
