Healer's Cabin Attended (9 August)

[08:44:21] SolaraLove: Within the early hours of the morning solara left her Jarls cabin promptly after his departure to begin her chores in the village. It had been quite peaceful in the lands today....the sound of nature all about, the gentle waters of the rondvik river flowing as usual
[08:46:23] SolaraLove: taking up her bucket of water from the village well, she put in a scrubbing brush and some wash cloths. solaras tiny feed padded the warm earth as she made her way to the healers office. the front door had been locked so she entered the hall from the side. with no hesitation solara began opening up the windows and doors so that fresh air may circulate the rooms
[08:49:52] SolaraLove: She then carried on to dusting the shelves and whipping down all surfaces. the sound of water splashing and moving could be heard as she worked , making sure not to miss a corner of every room.
[08:52:32] SolaraLove: solara then changed the sheets of the bendding, tossing the other out that it may be done in laundry. Once done solara then pulled her bucket close and began scrubbing the floors. it had been important that this room be cleaned thoroughly as so many illnesses cross paths here. she continued to every corner, cleaning and scrubbing. her back being stretched everynow and then. once completed solara whipped her hair back and took a long sigh.
[08:54:38] SolaraLove: she then carried out the dirty water....throwing it onto the grass and turned about doing into the forest to fetch wood for the fires. solara returned now setting the logs at the door of the office doing a final survey of the room. she gasped as she had forgotten to replace the vase with fresh flowers, running off and returning with a fresh bouquet.
[08:55:07] SolaraLove: solara had now thoroughly cleaned and freshened the healers office, she smiled locking up and tending to her other daily chores.

Solara tackles the Recorder's Office ((8 August))

Today, solara had planned to give the recorders office a good clean. The evening meal prior to today had left her with a new chore since Mistress recorder had been displeased with the grooming of her new work space.

solara carried her supplies from the bakery....a broom, a mop and some wash clothes in a bucket of water. Once she opened the door to the bakery she could feel how musty the room was. it had been long since the village had a recorder, so now it had been time for a major clean up.

Solara began by opening all the windows and doors clearing up the air. her first duty began with the dusting and beating of the fur rugs and the pillows.

Once completed, she moved to her wash bucket, wringing out her cloth and beginning to clean the desks, the windows and shelves. She sneezed once or twice once dusting began, but she followed through as she continued cleaning all surfaces.

before continuing, solara took a major stretch...she chuckled and thought just how underrated a good stretch was.

As the rooms in the recorders hut began to come together....she placed her wash cloths outside of the hut and returned inside...sweeping the first floor and then the second thoroughly. 􀀀

Solara then mopped the entire hut....getting every corner and every space.....moving quick but thorough.

Once the room had air dried, she returned to the hut with fresh wood for the fires, setting them down by the fire place and turning about, closing the doors but leaving the windows cracked slightly so fresh air may circulate.

Tending to the Animals ((3 August))

[16:16] SolaraLove: The wind blew cool against her skin as she walked barefeet through the green grass of Rondvik. As she approached the barn she could see her work was cut out for her. the verr and the bosk needed water......hay needed to be put down. the dung needed to be collected and the pens cleaned. she grinned as a chicken startled her, jumping out from behind the hay. She took the rake and began to clean out the floor.
[16:27] SolaraLove: as she moved about the pens she made various piles of garbage......tossing them out the barn one by one. She then stood amongst the bosks....taking up the bosk dung and putting them into the collecting sacs.
[16:32] SolaraLove: Once this was done, solara took up the empty buckets in the pens and proceeded to the well, filling each bucket with cool water to the brim. a filled bucket in each hand she returned to the pens...a drop of water or two spilling from each side.....she filled up the water supply for both the verr and the bosks
[16:35] SolaraLove: Once that had been done solara laid down a fresh heap of hay before the bosks and verr.....spreading it evenly and neatly. beads of sweat settling at her forehead.
[16:36] SolaraLove: she looked about and seen her job was completed, she headed out towards the bakery to check on cooking chore

Attending the Long Hall (10 March)

[13:33]  SolaraLove: solara entered the dark longhall, slightly cool it it's scent making known the burned out coal of the fireplace and the cool wooden floors. She shuddered as she put her back down that had been filled with oils and a cleaning solution. Today solara decided that the hall needed a good clean up.
[13:36]  SolaraLove: She kept her robes on lest she freeze her found bottom..as she poured some oil upon the torches. elegantly yet hastily she made her way to the hearth, removing the ashes and scooping them into a near by bucket. Once she had put the chopped wood into the hearth she began to make the fire, blowing it as it slowly grew...once or twice wrinkling her nose in a sneeze.

[13:38]  SolaraLove: she rubbed her hands together as teh hall began to heat up. Taking some fire careful not to burn down the hall she lit the torches one by one, illuminating the room.
[13:41]  SolaraLove: Solara then proceeded into the back room taking up a bucket and filling it with water, after which she added her cleaning solution in now beginning to wipe down the tables. There had been a silent echo of every movement solara made. Moving about on every table she then wiped down the benches thoroughly.
[13:43]  SolaraLove: The rowdy behavior that can occur on longhall nights can sometimes be reflected upon the tables and benches...and solara laughed to herself as she saw a faded footprint on the table. "Aye" she thought to herself. "Surely a bond had been dancing upon this table to the pleasure of some lucky Jarl." She grinned to herself as she scrubbed away the evidence of lustful nights
[13:45]  SolaraLove: Once the tables an dthe benches had been cleaned she swept and then scrubbed the floors. The peacefulnes so fteh hall had allowed her to gather thoughts and plan her evenings ahead. Since they had moved to the village it had never been this quiet, though today had been one of the busiest days of the week in torvaldsland.
[13:47]  SolaraLove: Solara then gathered the fur rugs and brought them outside, beating them one by one with the old broom stick. once they had been replaced neatly in the hall, solara threw out the dirty water and replace dthe bucket into the back room. She kept the doors open for about 5 ahn to allow some fresh breeze to flow in, after which closing the doors and proceeding to the Fires to heat up some Mead and black wine
[13:48]  SolaraLove: The Jarls would be home soon from their various tasks and it would be well that they return to warm drink and food. Once she filled two pots one with Mead and the other with black wine, she placed them upon the dancing flames to be heated up
[13:54]  SolaraLove: she then knelt by the fire as the drinks warmed up. as she knelt there observing them, she pulled out her back within was her Jarl's ripped shirt and some sewing supplies. There she began to mend the holes as she kept an eye on the warming beverages

Chopping Wood (8 March)

[19:18]  SolaraLove: As solara walked through the thick wooden doors of the village entrance, the welcoming scents of wood, green leaves and fresh cool air uplifted her senses. She smiled as sh began entering the forest right outside the village. She had always enjoyed this chore, as it brought her in the midsts of the lush green scenery. the sounds of tabuk could be heard as they ran about and the bosk grazing the forest floors.

[19:19]  SolaraLove: With her axe in hand she set out to chop some more fire wood for the village. her hair counces upon her with each step...swaying hips leading her to her destination
[19:20]  SolaraLove: there had been a clearing further on where the Overseer had set up a camp fire and a wood cutting area. Solara smiled as she approached it...the sound of her boots thumping softly and cracking small twigs on the ground.
[19:22]  SolaraLove: She set her axe down near the log as she looked about the forest floor for already dried up wood. She had been eager to finish this chore as today would be her first attempt at making Mead. She needed to be done quick
[19:25]  SolaraLove: With her wood gathered, solara began chopping them smaller one by one. The heavy axe fell strong against the stump as she continued her chore, her arm muscles sculpted in each motion.

[19:27]  SolaraLove whispers: Her breathing grew heavier as she progressed. If there was one thing solara disliked, it had been the burning sensation her hands attained when using the axe. She went through each log one by one until there had been a pile beside her.
[19:28]  SolaraLove: With a grunt, solara dropped the axe harshly into the stump quite satisfied she had been finished. she began her trips into the village carrying the logs
[19:30]  SolaraLove: with the freshly cut logs under her arms she hummed on her way, back an forth. Once or twice she had heard the tarsks in the woods, an animal she detested.
[19:31]  SolaraLove: She had not brought her spear with her though she felt confident enough to attain her wood and return safely. On her final trip back to the village, there had been a tarsk lurking in the distance. she walked faster until picking up into a run as the tarsk began chasing her.
[19:32]  SolaraLove: One log had dropped from her yet she never looked back, cursing profusely as she wondered why the male tarsk had been so aggravated.
[19:34]  SolaraLove: Once she arrived to the huge gates she threw the logs from her, instantly closing the gates. Her heart raced in her chest. She had not been too scared of the tarsk, a creature she had grown familiar with in hunt. But this tarsk seemed way to aggravated to put up with that moment. She grinned victoriously as she peeked though the gates, watching the tarsk scout the area. finally picking up the logs from the floor, solara made her way to the bakery and the long hall, replenishing the wood supplies.

Sweeping the Bakery (5 March)

[20:18]  SolaraLove: With the day almost done, solara had finished her other chores. She returned to the bakery where much sweeping needed to be done. One would not believe just how much mud and dirt had accumulated int he span of a day.
[20:20]  SolaraLove: She had been carrying firewood which she dropped into the wood basket, when she Met up with her Jarl and sisters tending to the affairs of the village

[20:22]  SolaraLove whispers: "Heilsa my Jarl....Heilsa sisters" she greeted as she had been allowed to continue her work. taking up a broom in hand, she began to sweep the bakery..careful not to raise too much dust amidst the foods that had been uncovered.
[20:24]  SolaraLove: Her red curls bounced around her freely as she swept, working hard her back and arms ensuring she not miss a spot. Under the table she knelt reaching about to bring forth any gathered dirt or objects. With corners she reached in with the broom and in the ceiling corners she tip toed to catch any cobwebs
[20:26]  SolaraLove: Solara gathered all the refuse near the door as she looked about carefully making sure that every area was well taken care of. Finally she swept it all outside the bakery onto the wooden planks that had been laid for the entrance.
[20:29]  SolaraLove: Once again she swept pushing the refuse onto the ground. Her kirtle swayed to and fro with the great swing of her arms as she cleaned. a fine evening breeze blew against her...and she winced. For it was quite cool and she had not been covered enough
[20:31]  SolaraLove: she hit the broom against the post watching the dust fall from the broom and she bounced into the bakery escaping the winds that had suddenly seem to want to pick up. Replacing the broom, she made her way to the fire..warming up whilst adding more wood lest the bakery lose it's delightful warmth

Milking Bosk (1 March)

[06:08]  SolaraLove: The day began as anyother day did in Rondvik...the sound of chickens running from bonds...wood being cut...fires roaring for the days roasts, and hearty laughter from the village Jarls.
Solara...after cleaning out her Jarls hut made her way to the bakery to find two metal buckets. Today she would gather much milk as cheese and butter had been slowly decreasing.

[06:13]  SolaraLove: She looked about unable to find any buckets though there had been a metal vessel she was sure would suit the milking needs. upon entering the stables, the scent of hay and animals greeted her nostrils....trails of bosk dung decorating the floors.

[06:16]  SolaraLove: solara approached the bosk boldly..her favorite bosk she had secretly named better...an earth name she had loved since her Flintstones days as a child on earth. She placed the metal vessel beneath the bosk and rest her gentle palm against its fur...soothing the bosk slightly, hoping that she wa sin a good mood today.
[06:19]  SolaraLove: Once betty had calmed enough, solara took it's udders into her hands and began squeezing and pulling gently...her eyes peaking up at better every now and then. She had not been milked all week therefore she was fully ready to provide an abundance. after what seemed like a minute, white drops of the warm liquid began to drip out..following a lively spray of milk into the metal vessel.
[06:25]  SolaraLove: solara grinned in victory as her vessel slowly began to fill up. Just as the vessel was half full solara peaked over her shoulders to the sound of hurried foot steps. In both hands kyna approached carrying two metal buckets. she had been harvesting herself and now she returned them to get more milk.

"aha!" solara gestured.."I was wondering what became of those!" she grinned turning about to finish milk the bosk.

[06:26]  SolaraLove: "Aye lara.." kyna continued..."There nay be anough buckets round here" she chuckled, placing the buckets down near solara and gracefully bouncing off to continue her own chores. The vessel was now filled...solara reached over and took a metal cucket filling it just the same. she hummed softly...as one or two times betty had fussed.
[06:28]  SolaraLove: Again she did the same for the other bucket, and as all the vessels were now filled with milk, solara gave the bosk a warm caress with her hand and began carring the milks away. half to storage and half to the baking for churrning and cooking.
[06:30]  SolaraLove: Solara was now in the bakery..washing her hands thoroughly and looking about. the day before she had decorated the bakery with fresh cakes and pastries...and in mystery all had disappeared. "Either our Jarls are hungry men...or the ghosts have moved in with us" solara whispered before laughing to herself.

With that, she carried on to begin setting out food and churning butter.

Scrubbing Floors (29 Feb)

[18:16]  SolaraLove: As the evening turned to night...many had come in and out of the bakery. the floors seemed quite dull and dirty. Once she had finished setting out the pastries and slicing up the bread, solara filled up an old rusty wooden bucket with soapy water
[18:17]  SolaraLove: once filled, she placed it onto the filthy wooden floors beneath her and grabbed a scrubbing brush from the storage
[18:18]  SolaraLove: "Before i clean the floors my Jarl is there anything i may get You?" solara asked her Jarl as he stood surveying the various pastries and fresh breads
[18:21]  rajaah: looks an smiles pulling her near taking her lips to his tasting her sweetness an nods the food an pastery is enought for now an give her a gently tap on her arse
[18:24]  SolaraLove: solara was pressed up against her Jarl...her hot body delighting in the feel of him against her. Lips ravaged beautifully my her Jarl she was swooned. She longed to be seized up by him right then..yet she knew much work needed to be done before. once their kiss had broken she felt the hard smack upon her round bottom. she chuckled and lowered to her knees to begin her chore
[18:24]  rajaah: then he sit an eats his friut an meat then grins looking at the pie
[18:28]  SolaraLove: she dipped her brush into the bucket and pulled it up dripping with cool water and splashes it about scrubbing with great effort. her breasts were bouncing frantically as she moved about scrubbing...upon knees and hands she moved about the hearth area scrubbing
[18:30]  SolaraLove: solara once finished with the kitchen area, crawled her way about the tables....scrubbing hard and carefully not missing a spot. Every now and then she would stretch out allowing her muscles to be relieved from bending over for so long. The productive scrubbing sounds almost silenced the cows who had been fussing behind the bakery

[18:33]  SolaraLove: more and more solara crawled about...her forehead glistening in sweat. a heat had captivated her all around as she worked. Solara now done, looked into the bucket noticing the water had almost finished. she grinned thankful it had been enough. Once again she filled the bucket with clean water....then returning to the main room splashing the floors free of the slippery soap.
[18:34]  SolaraLove: She did this until the floors were fully rinsed, after which bringing out a dry mop to pick up the excess water.

[18:35]  SolaraLove: Once finished solara looked around quite pleased with herself as she placed the bucket and brush back into the storage...her knees and feet still wet. she stood next to the fire that she may dry herself...the bakery was clean

lara's baking ((27 Feb))

[10:15]  SolaraLove: The sky had been clear and the sun shone brightly. The winter had not been as harsh today..though the winds blew cool upon her face. Her body had been clad in a cloak of thick fur as she made her way from her Jarls hut to the bakery.
[10:16]  SolaraLove: The bakery was cooler than usual as fires had died during the night. solara threw her cloak to the corner and rubbed her skin to the coolness of the bakery. she instantly began removing ashed from the hearths placing them into a metal pale. she did so thoroughly before hurrying over to the basket of chopped wood that her sisters had brought in yesterday, and carried as much as she could to each hearth.
[10:19]  SolaraLove: the sounds of Men speaking loudly onto the other side of the village surely traveled. she grinned as they spoke of kaissa and making bets. her hands busy as the fires begin to grow slowly as she made them. The glow of the dancing growing flames reflected upon her gentle skin as she was leased with the pleasant warmth.
[10:24]  SolaraLove: As the oven began to heat up with the lively flames she began setting out ingredients to make sa tarna bread and larma pies all about the counter. She thought to herself how long a day she had spent yesterday gathering and harvesting for her day of baking. She thought thought deeply as she began mixing the ingredients into large bowls...working quickly and commitedly.

[10:25]  SolaraLove: Once or twice a Jarl had passed by the bakery grabbing a pastry and winking over. one of which gave her a hearty smack upon her full round bottom as she had been pouring the batters into the baking pans.

[10:27]  SolaraLove: The bakery was now warm and she turned opening the over door placing each pan of batter and risen dough in. The oven accommodated each pan nicely...fitting up to eight. Once in, solara began cleaning the counters and placing the utensils she had used into a basin of soap water.

[10:35]  SolaraLove: After leaning the utensils solara turned about uncovering baskets of pastries and breads made yesterday...placing them near the hearth so they heat up nicely. She then uncovered a platter of cheese.
How tempted she had been to pop some between her pretty lips, however she sliced them evening...and places the platter onto a table.

[10:39]  SolaraLove: she hummed softly as she took up the warm breads and pastries from near the hearth and sliced them evenly. creating a lavish scene of treats on the tables. The bakery was now an intoxicating oasis of scents as the breads and larma pies was about done in the oven. She knew the Jarls would follow the scent too...therefore she also put out some butter.

[10:42]  SolaraLove: With rep cloth in hand...she carefully lined up the freshly baked breads and larma pies onto the counters that they may cool. She closed the oven door and places a kettle of water near the fire to heat up some water should a Jarl or Mistress need.
[10:45]  SolaraLove: As she finished in the kitchen....she unlaced her camisk allowing the cleavage of her firm breasts to be seen...she ties her fiery red hair to the back as she was hot. she then began sweeping about...all the way out.

She grinned as she saw her Jarl approach the bakery...indeed the sweet scents had lured him in...