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A Highlander's Vengeance (Closed for Delicious Maiden & Dan FS)
Douglas McAllan, Chief of Clan McAllan, glared over the table at his assembled War Council.
His deep blue-grey eyes flashed with purpose and as he took a deep breath, he could smell the peaty odour seeping between the planks of the stout oak door of his Castle, in the heart of his clan's domain.
Douglas wished to head South to York to engage his sworn enemy, Lord Faulkner in battle and then to pillage his lands & raze Faulkner's Castle to avenge the death of his Father, by his hand.
Douglas had also heard of the Lord's Daughter, Lady Anna , who was rumoured to be a great beauty.
If he could gain her as a prize, how sweet life would be!
To bend her to his will and take her for a wife would be such a revenge!
His father would turn in his grave, but Douglas would relish and ravage her!
To his Captains he declared:
“Hear this, my friends – we will go to York and I shall take my vengeance on Faulkner, he who killed my Father, God rest his soul!"
He paused for breath, and effect, then continued. "All that was his shall become ours - riches and more besides.”
He then thrust the blade of his dagger into the table top to further demonstrate his intent.
Gregor, his most trusted lieutenant stood and asked "Douglas - what about when the English come to avenge this act? What will become of us when they
march North with thousands of soldiers and burn us out of our homes?"
Another Captain, Connor, added:
"Aye - riches are nae good to yer if ye have naewhere ta live!"
Douglas raised his hands to forestall any further questions.
"Friends, Brothers - As Clan Chief, it is my duty and right to avenge my Father. Would any of you deny me this? As McAllans we must fight, and fight we will!"
As he had put the situation into such basic terms, none of the assembled highlanders dared speak against him.
After a long pause, Douglas continued.
"So it is settled - we gather the clan warriors and march South in three days, leaving at the rising of the sun. Make merry with your families, and prepare your weapons, for we go to War!"
Later, as the sun set, Douglas looked to the South, wondering what would await him and his warriors at Faulkner's stronghold in York.....
Douglas McAllan, Chief of Clan McAllan, glared over the table at his assembled War Council.
His deep blue-grey eyes flashed with purpose and as he took a deep breath, he could smell the peaty odour seeping between the planks of the stout oak door of his Castle, in the heart of his clan's domain.
Douglas wished to head South to York to engage his sworn enemy, Lord Faulkner in battle and then to pillage his lands & raze Faulkner's Castle to avenge the death of his Father, by his hand.
Douglas had also heard of the Lord's Daughter, Lady Anna , who was rumoured to be a great beauty.
If he could gain her as a prize, how sweet life would be!
To bend her to his will and take her for a wife would be such a revenge!
His father would turn in his grave, but Douglas would relish and ravage her!
To his Captains he declared:
“Hear this, my friends – we will go to York and I shall take my vengeance on Faulkner, he who killed my Father, God rest his soul!"
He paused for breath, and effect, then continued. "All that was his shall become ours - riches and more besides.”
He then thrust the blade of his dagger into the table top to further demonstrate his intent.
Gregor, his most trusted lieutenant stood and asked "Douglas - what about when the English come to avenge this act? What will become of us when they
march North with thousands of soldiers and burn us out of our homes?"
Another Captain, Connor, added:
"Aye - riches are nae good to yer if ye have naewhere ta live!"
Douglas raised his hands to forestall any further questions.
"Friends, Brothers - As Clan Chief, it is my duty and right to avenge my Father. Would any of you deny me this? As McAllans we must fight, and fight we will!"
As he had put the situation into such basic terms, none of the assembled highlanders dared speak against him.
After a long pause, Douglas continued.
"So it is settled - we gather the clan warriors and march South in three days, leaving at the rising of the sun. Make merry with your families, and prepare your weapons, for we go to War!"
Later, as the sun set, Douglas looked to the South, wondering what would await him and his warriors at Faulkner's stronghold in York.....
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