Thread: Free Hearts (Angelic and Ruphhausin)

What was it about them that intrigued him, he wondered? Was it the mystery that they hide behind the dress that they wore, or the exotica in their eyes? He knew their paleness appealed to him, as they were so much different than his own people. It was something that showed him that there were other ways, and people that could adapt to things. They did rely on their thunder sticks more than they should, but those were the men if it were the case. Others, especially the women, were much more accommodating, if that was the right word, and able to understand things and how they should be done. There were a few things needing to be ironed out in the trading, and the furs were distributed well in a very short time, only a few of them not taken as he and the Mayor continued to talk about how things could continue that well. It was going to be very important for both villages, as the one called Mayor said they saw their settlement as. It was while he was talking to him that the Powhatan saw her, and though he was able to keep himself in check, he was absolutely enraptured by her. Her lovely young face, her lovely almost white hair, her skin like the butter and cheese the town wanted to trade, and her eyes that were like a big mountain cats all appealed to him. Her lips were soft-looking and like the bud of a ripen fruit, making him wonder what kissing them may be like. He had never thought those things before about anyone in his tribe, as he had never thought about anyone after his wife had passed. His morning was over, but he was still shocked at himself as he had never been drawn to someone in such a sudden manner. As she got closer, he saw the intense intelligence in her eyes, and he was taken with that even more than her appearance. It was not that her beauty was not evident, it was the fact that he, as a leader of his people, needed much more in a mate. Was he really entertaining that idea, his mind coming back to himself totally as he nodded and suggested what he thought was a fairer trade for the cheeses and butter. The Mayor though of stature and position, was still giving a little more than he thought, but the strong ropes and dried meats were more than enough for the town to use to stretch their supplies. He also promised some of his men as guides, as well as sharing some planting ideas for best yield on the crops they still needed help with. The baskets of the berries that they had were very good, and as she got closer, he told which would be best for what, especially the ones that were good for medicine, but poison if eaten. The Mayor nodded more, seeing that by being honest with what he didn't understand was more helpful than English pride, was very forward. He talked about losing some men earlier in the year, and never having come back. The Powhatan listened, finding the details very puzzling as it sounded unusual to him. He turned from Mayor whispering to the Elder. The Elder was very upset, as the English were no where near that careless. On turning back to Mayor to affirm his people's unity in helping find out what happened, she was there. He was able to hide his surprise that she was there, even though she had been walking toward them. The Mayor realized that she was there, and he was pleased. She really had been a coup for the town, a really educated teacher who wanted to be long term there for the children for all their educational needs, as well as who may help those who were slower than others. He then decided to be hospitable more, smiling and gesturing as he spoke to the Powhatan. This is Kathleen Edwards, our town's new school teacher, Powhatan. Kathleen, this is the Powhatan of the local Indian tribe nearby. He and his men brought skins and a few other things to trade, as well as offered the use of some of his hunters as guides. I was hoping that you could help with any teaching of them to learn our language, as well as maybe helping us to learn theirs.