A Bountiful Harvest, Stafyrs Return

[dandan1350 479]

The ever quiet county of Eastgate erupted in a strange sense of life this saint day, a sudden renewed energy presented by the Stafyr who had slumbered for so long. The sound of wood striking wood clattered the keeps upper levels as training blades were brought against each other. The small levy force that grew day by day, running yet another drill in the training grounds. Symon smiled faintly, his hands folded behind his back as he surveyed the lands laid out before him, his eyes darting over the fields before over his shoulder to Joseph and the Whyte brothers as they trained with the few militia they had mustered for Eastgates defense force.

 

He sighed, closing his eyes for a mere moment as he took in the breeze drafting from atop the castles walls before turning back down to the fields below. A bell rung out and the farmers began their work once more, a flurry of scythes, hoes and bags of seeds scurried about the messy fields as they collected and treated the fields, replanting for yet another bountiful harvest.

Eastgate was finally bustling with activity once more, and the Stafyr banners rose proudly above the walls of its defenses fighting the wind in its endless battle. The worn and tired face lifted from Symons weary self as a faint smile formed on his lips.

 

“We’re finally back…”

 

 

((Apologies for our houses inactivity, as a few of you might have seen we're making a recovery over in Eastgate. We're back.))

[Goldd 126]

Sabine smiles at Symon's success. "Bon!"

 

[[Yay!]]

[Emenzi 1069]

Farley nods over the fields, looking out over Eastgate from the Bastille "You're doing good, Symon" he says to himself, smiling slightly before heading back inside

[IrishPerson 693]

Joseph smiles as he watches the farmers and lumberjacks work. He then returns to his manor where he equips new recruits and makes a training schedule.

[Helbolt 129]

Jacob smiles at the Amador's return as well.  He turns from his duties supervising the smiths of Eastgate to walk outside and check on the peasants in the fields. 

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.