Serpentis Family/Gregor Eyolf/Working
After offering one more oath and reestablish the authority in Abilotiel after the investment, Gregor passed one day in the Capital solving some financial subjects and answering important letters. The stamp of the serpent was in each one of the letters in red wax.
In the end of the day the troops marched to Semon. Forty five of the best soldiers of Papania traveling in vanguard. Two banners with the flags with the heraldry of the family and of the troops. They blew a march music in long twisted horns. The good captain Herman was with the hand in the sword and his long beard oscillated with the wind. The healers and and scribes were in the rearguard, protected by some soldiers. Four beautiful black horses of Isular went in front. They were Scouts.
Gregor was in a larger and stronger horse than he captured savage in Abilotiel and tamed with patience. A battle-horse that walked in the mud. Brown as the mud of Abilotiel. Gregor was a tall man, strong and robust. He had already struggled many battles and had some scars. The skin was covered by black spirals that were drawn when he was still a pagan in Ikalak. Black hair and a long beard. The great metallic shoulders increased his size with a heavy bear skin. Beautiful gauntlets guided the reins.There was a long sword in the backs and a short sword in the waist. In a wall of shields it was easier to reach an opponent with a short sword. The long sword was for when the barriers were open and men were fleeing as mice. And the war hammer was to break the enemy lines and to allow an efficient and strong attack. The hammer squeezed men that shake behind a shield.
An old scribe that took care directly of the ureaucratic subjects was seated in a mule that accompanied the horse of the Lord Gold. The two men were discussing the last changes in the taxes.
Gregor Eyolf: "We are a small realm and the unit is the only thing that can strengthen our positions. We cannot store gold as we stored food before the winter. Nobody likes of taxes, but taxes distribute the wealth. Many Lords sit down and are observing the plantation grow while can increase our recruitment centers or do investments that still generate more gold and more food. A man can be rich in Papania if he has wisdom."
The dawn was finishing and the day was being born. The sandy soil of Semon went being back while the vast plantations of Anaos appeared in the horizon. The next harvest would be very good and rich. Gregor was still thinking about the beggar Tomarsen. Agitators are the worst ones. In one of the roads the troops sighted the caravans that were also arriving in Anaos with food. A great agitation. The Lord Gold called one of the youngest scribes and ordered him to go with one of the scouts to seek the Lord of Anaos or to discover where he was. The old hero already had associate the names. He would find a trader of Arcaea. A Tomarsen. And he thought that perhaps the women of the family were wiser.
A long day of work in the horizon.
