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Re: An Old Earl...
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- Date: 2 Feb 95 08:23:00 -0500
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Francoise Thibault of Blak Rose inquires about my return from
If I might ask--what triggered your return?
The Rialto. I missed the SCA for a long time, but had fallen so
far out of touch I didn't quite know how to return. I ran across
the Rialto, and on it Duke Vissevald, my lord Fernando's
sword-brother (and prep school classmate). The three of us
rekindled old ties, and he dragged us to the Pointless War.
Is this Duchess Ysabeau, now married to Earl Laerd (sp?)?
If so, here's a question: had she been tossed by the time you stepped
TOSSED? Like a salad? A sheared sheep? A shuttlecock?
What is this world coming to when my honored Mother can be flung
into the air by passing ruffians? And I not there to defend her!
> and Strykar had a lovely head
> of black curls.
His own? :-)
Of course. He'd never stoop to Rental.