Sunday, November 29, 2009

"These flowers are so beautiful." Moiraine said, gently tilting a rose-like flower with her hand.
"Yeah," To'mec agreed. "but you'd probably get sick if you touch them without a prescription."
"Eek!"Moiraine piped, drawing her hand away from the petals of the flower.
Jagg gave a goodhearted chuckle, " I used to do that to my apprentices all the time."
"You have an apprentice?" To'mec asked.
"Well not at the moment." Jagg replied. "most of them only wanted to lean about plants and moved on to universities. only one of them ever became a healer."

Thursday, November 26, 2009


Hey there blogsters one and all! We come upon that time of year that borders Autumn and Winter which we celebrate Turkey Day to see friends and family. Not only do we celebrate by gorging ourselves on domesticated turkey, but we constantly fight over the legs of this roasted beast. ;) (any complaints on my hedgehog, YOU try and find a "hedgehog" brick in your "LEGO" collection.)

Monday, November 23, 2009

"It sounds like you have quite a story to tell, Jagg." Moiraine commented, eager to here an epic of their new friends life.
"Not until we reach my house, friend." Jagg replied. "around here, stories are to be told under a roof and only under a roof."
So they continued walking for a little more than half an hour without talking until the came to the other side of a hill. what To'mec and Moiraine saw on the other side was a small house, made of giant leaves like the houses of the jungle tribe mortans. out side there was a small garden box with several herbs next to a potted plant and a small shrub withe gray flowers and yellow fruit that gave off a tropical smell.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Jagg did not talk for a long time as they continued to walk to his house. after several minutes he finally started to talk again.
"Yes," Jagg said, a strange shadow cast over his face."I once answered the call of war. I once trod to the beat of the Hel-Borne drum. With this sickle, I killed countless men when all I wished to do was heal comrades how were hopelessly doomed to die for a greater good none of us knew."

Monday, November 9, 2009

"And what would you guess upon to say what I did during a past period?" Jagg asked, surprised mildly.
"Well first of all," To'mec began. "your sickle, I doubt that a farmer would embellish a tool with a light crystal."
"and the way you walk. you seem to step in time to a long silenced flute or drum with a bit of added pride when one walks among an army."

Monday, November 2, 2009


"People 'round here call me Jaggun but you can call me Jagg." the older being said. "I'm a healer and care for all the people brought to me."
"Yet you wear a gun on your belt?" Moriane asked quizzically.
"In these troubled times, even healers must protect them selves." Jagg said sadly."it is sorrowing that we must bear arms just to walk quiet roads and walk by ponds."
"But," To'mec said."I don't believe that you always stayed at home sorting kelp."