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Some few days later, Kalta brought the newly designed clothes to Wyneth’s home for Chamberlain to try on and see if anything needed improvements. She had done as much as she could. The colors that Sil had desired weren’t colors that were worn in her village, so it had been a first for her.

The clothing was very light layered.

Chamberlain was glad to see the clothes had been made. He was ready to be dressed in robes again, but when he saw it, though he loved the colors, the layers reminded him of light layers he had worn long ago. Maybe it wasn’t as good as what Ekt would make for him, but for now, he had to settle for this.

He had some help getting the clothing on because of his injured hand and arm.

A one layer of robe that had an added cape on the back of it. The cape was black. His main clothing on his body was red. Kalta had left the shirt part mostly sleeveless, as she was seeing his wounded arm.

Chamberlain wished the clothes were a little more like the robes he had back home, but for now, he would stick with these. It was better than nothing.

When she was sure her customer was satisfied, she also gave him a belt to help keep the middle part from being too loose.

“Thank you, Kalta. I will keep the belt for now. I don’t think he’s ready to wear it yet. The ribs might protest it.” Wyneth said.

“That’s ok. Whenever he’s ready for it.” Kalta said. Then she left to go do other clothing orders and repairs.

But as she left, Kalta somehow felt like the Skeksis had been a little disappointed with her work. Well, wherever he was from, she wasn’t going to be like the clothes maker from his home. She might be able to make additions later, but at least she had given him something to start with.

Once Sil had all his clothing needs met for right now, Wyneth had another look at his wounds and saw they were doing really well. It had been two weeks now since he was rescued.

“Tomorrow, Chamberlain, I will remove the stitches in your arm and leg. The wounds look healed. For the rest of the day, you can finally go bandage free.” Wyneth said.

Sil smiled. He was tired of the bandages. All of his wounds were pretty healed, but his ribs still had a ways to go.

The next day, before Byron went to go tend to the Mounders, he was watching as Wyneth was removing the stitches from the Chamberlain’s arm and leg. His left hand was still healing a bit and was doing well.

Chamberlain watched curiously and warily at the same time how the small Gelfling woman was handling his wounds. She would cut a stitch, and then she would gently pull it out. It didn’t really hurt at all, but he could feel the pulling.

Once all the stitches were out, the spots where the stitches had been were noticeable, but at least the worst of the wounds were closed. There would be ugly scars, but it was worth it to be alive and well.

“Thanks for taking them out. They were not nice in my skin.” Sil said.

“You’re welcome. Yes, they can pull at the skin, but it’s so worth it to get horrendous wounds closed and you had some of those kinds.” Wyneth said.

“So, what do we do now that his injuries are better?” Byron asked.

“Yes, that is a good question. What are you going to do around here? I know your ribs are still injured, but you could still do some light weight work.” Wyneth said.

Chamberlain was not accustomed to doing the kind of work that Gelflings did. But he had to find a new way to live his life. Starting here was a good start. He was after all, grateful to these two Gelflings for saving his life. He owed them that.

After that, Byron went to see to the Mounders’ attention for the day. Sil was wondering what he was going to do.

Chamberlain was no longer kept in the cage. He was sleeping on a bed that had been made for him in Wyneth’s home. He had proven himself enough that he wasn’t up to anything.

“Excuse me, Chamberlain, but I need to go to the village market and get some more herbs and food.” Wyneth said.

“Yes, of course. What do I do?” Sil asked.

“You can do what you want, just don’t make a mess.” Wyneth said. She had a basket in her arms. “I’ll be back soon.” She went out the door.

Back home, Sil knew what he could be doing, but here, he didn’t know of much to do at all. He hadn’t done much of anything in the past two weeks but recover. He felt bored and restless. He missed La and her affections for him.

He tried to make a decision, whether he would lay down or go outside and walk around. He decided to go out and walk around. He was tired of being inside. He wanted to keep his leg in shape too.

It was a bright, sunny day out. Ever since he had gotten here, he hadn’t gone outside much, at the risk of fearing he would tear his stitches. But now that they were out, he just wanted out of the house.

He went out exploring around the house to see what the Gelfling healer had around her home. He saw she had gardens of fruits and vegetables and herbs.

As long as he had been here, he had mainly been eating nothing but fruits and veggies. He was ready for some meat again. He had had breakfast that morning, but already, he was desiring some more food.

He heard some movement and saw a good sized rodent looking creature. He didn’t know what it was, but he was hungry enough for it. It sat there, grooming itself, not noticing him.

Sil had to take the chance. He approached slowly, trying not to make a sound.

He got up to just behind it and it still hadn’t moved. With careful precision, he grabbed it up real fast.

It began crying out. Sil kept his hold on it. He knew he had to silence its cries real quick.
He saw a tree and he quickly put an end to the creature’s struggles.

Sil was capable of eating food raw, but instead, he took it inside and, using a knife of Wyneth’s, he skinned it and gutted it, then made a meal of it. It wasn’t pretty, but Sil had finally gotten some much needed meat.
…………….

Wyneth went to the market in her village for the herbs and food she was needing. While she was getting the things she needed, Suth happened to see her there.

“Hello, Wyneth.” He said.

“Hello, Suth. What’s going on?” She asked.

“How’s that Skeksis friend of yours?” Suth asked.

“He’s much better. Most of the injures are healed now, all but his ribs.”

“Well, now that he’s capable of walking about on his own, I thought it was about time he was introduced to the town. As you well know, anyone who stays here must be known about.” Suth said.

“I know. Yes, I think that can be arranged. He needs more ways to be useful around here. He’s restless, I can see it.” Wyneth said.

“Have him brought to the Counsel House tonight. He’ll be introduced to the Gelfling clan.” Suth said.

“What if he doesn’t come?”

“The clan will be told of his existence anyway. Then most likely, they will come to see you anyway to see who he is. But the best way to end the suspicion is to convince him to come to the meeting.”

“I’m sure he will. He wants stuff to do now that he’s well.” She said.

“Good. I’m sure the clan can come up with things for him to help around the village in the daytime.” Suth said.

“Just remember he still has injured ribs, so it should be light work only.” Wyneth warned.

“Yes, yes. We’ll worry about that later. But just get what you need and prepare him for tonight.”

“Byron needs to be there too, to tell what he saw when he found Chamberlain.” Wyneth said.

“True. Yes, that’s why it’s later tonight.” Suth said.

Then the Gelflings parted and Wyneth got what she needed as she headed home.

Suth still had some doubts about the Skeksis, but he was going to see that he proved himself useful around here.
……………..

When Wyneth got home, she saw there was somewhat of a bloody mess on her counter.

She dropped her basket in shock. “Chamberlain!”

He was awoken from her shout. “What?!”

“What did you do?!” She demanded.

“I… uh, caught an animal. I needed some meat.” Sil said.

“You sure created one big mess in my kitchen. You need to clean that up.” She said. “If you were still hungry, I could have gotten you something.”

“I needed meat. And I didn’t see anything that could meet that need in here.” He said.

“We’ll worry about it later, but there’s also something we need to talk about after you’ve cleaned up your mess. Now go on.”

He wasn’t used to being ordered around like this by a Gelfling, but it was her home. He reluctantly cleaned up the mess he had made, then he went to his bed area, where she was waiting for him.

He sat down. “What to talk about?” He asked.

“While I was at the market, I saw Suth. He had asked about you and I said how you are well again. He insisted on a clan meeting tonight, about you. To let the clan know of your existence here. Anyone who resides here must be known about, and the clan could find jobs for you to do around the village so you aren’t so bored. If you don’t go, everyone will be coming to you, so it’s better if you come with Byron and me to the meeting. And be on your best behavior.” Wyneth explained.

“Hmmm. I always am.” He said.

“That animal you killed was not what I call best behavior.”

“I can handle what you give me, all the plant food, but I still do need meat in my diet. Sorry about mess, Wyneth.” Chamberlain said.

“Okay. But if you must catch your own meals, then we must also find you a place of your own. I don’t like bloody meal messes in my home. I’ll take the injury messes instead. But, for now, rest up. We are going to the meeting after Byron gets back tonight.” She said.

Sil was up for this meeting. He was ready to do other things besides just sit around doing nothing all day. He laid down and went to sleep for now.

Wyneth went back to her basket and picked up the mess she had made and put the supplies where they needed to be. She would tell Byron about the meeting when he came back in the evening.
………………

It had been well over 3 weeks now since Chamberlain had been banished. The Skeksis clan was enjoying their time well without him. All but the Illustrator. She hoped her love was okay out there in the wilderness. She missed having him to talk to and cuddle with on the special times they could be together.

The Emperor was now ordering to up the Garthim attacks on outside Gelfling villages and cities. SkekUng would sometimes go with them and other times he didn’t. He usually went to the Gelfling villages, but when the Garthim were only sent out for food, then he didn’t go.

The Collector’s actions had also gotten stronger in the Emperor’s eyes of his strategies to capture more Gelflings for their essences.

To SkekLa, it was disgusting in her eyes how the Emperor favored the big liar.

Description
Some few days later, Kalta brought the newly designed clothes to Wyneth’s home for Chamberlain to try on and see if anything needed improvements. She had done as much as she could. The colors that Sil had desired weren’t colors that were worn in her village, so it had been a first for her.

The clothing was very light layered.

Chamberlain was glad to see the clothes had been made. He was ready to be dressed in robes again, but when he saw it, though he loved the colors, the layers reminded him of light layers he had worn long ago. Maybe it wasn’t as good as what Ekt would make for him, but for now, he had to settle for this.

He had some help getting the clothing on because of his injured hand and arm.

A one layer of robe that had an added cape on the back of it. The cape was black. His main clothing on his body was red. Kalta had left the shirt part mostly sleeveless, as she was seeing his wounded arm.

Chamberlain wished the clothes were a little more like the robes he had back home, but for now, he would stick with these. It was better than nothing.

When she was sure her customer was satisfied, she also gave him a belt to help keep the middle part from being too loose.

“Thank you, Kalta. I will keep the belt for now. I don’t think he’s ready to wear it yet. The ribs might protest it.” Wyneth said.

“That’s ok. Whenever he’s ready for it.” Kalta said. Then she left to go do other clothing orders and repairs.

But as she left, Kalta somehow felt like the Skeksis had been a little disappointed with her work. Well, wherever he was from, she wasn’t going to be like the clothes maker from his home. She might be able to make additions later, but at least she had given him something to start with.

Once Sil had all his clothing needs met for right now, Wyneth had another look at his wounds and saw they were doing really well. It had been two weeks now since he was rescued.

“Tomorrow, Chamberlain, I will remove the stitches in your arm and leg. The wounds look healed. For the rest of the day, you can finally go bandage free.” Wyneth said.

Sil smiled. He was tired of the bandages. All of his wounds were pretty healed, but his ribs still had a ways to go.

The next day, before Byron went to go tend to the Mounders, he was watching as Wyneth was removing the stitches from the Chamberlain’s arm and leg. His left hand was still healing a bit and was doing well.

Chamberlain watched curiously and warily at the same time how the small Gelfling woman was handling his wounds. She would cut a stitch, and then she would gently pull it out. It didn’t really hurt at all, but he could feel the pulling.

Once all the stitches were out, the spots where the stitches had been were noticeable, but at least the worst of the wounds were closed. There would be ugly scars, but it was worth it to be alive and well.

“Thanks for taking them out. They were not nice in my skin.” Sil said.

“You’re welcome. Yes, they can pull at the skin, but it’s so worth it to get horrendous wounds closed and you had some of those kinds.” Wyneth said.

“So, what do we do now that his injuries are better?” Byron asked.

“Yes, that is a good question. What are you going to do around here? I know your ribs are still injured, but you could still do some light weight work.” Wyneth said.

Chamberlain was not accustomed to doing the kind of work that Gelflings did. But he had to find a new way to live his life. Starting here was a good start. He was after all, grateful to these two Gelflings for saving his life. He owed them that.

After that, Byron went to see to the Mounders’ attention for the day. Sil was wondering what he was going to do.

Chamberlain was no longer kept in the cage. He was sleeping on a bed that had been made for him in Wyneth’s home. He had proven himself enough that he wasn’t up to anything.

“Excuse me, Chamberlain, but I need to go to the village market and get some more herbs and food.” Wyneth said.

“Yes, of course. What do I do?” Sil asked.

“You can do what you want, just don’t make a mess.” Wyneth said. She had a basket in her arms. “I’ll be back soon.” She went out the door.

Back home, Sil knew what he could be doing, but here, he didn’t know of much to do at all. He hadn’t done much of anything in the past two weeks but recover. He felt bored and restless. He missed La and her affections for him.

He tried to make a decision, whether he would lay down or go outside and walk around. He decided to go out and walk around. He was tired of being inside. He wanted to keep his leg in shape too.

It was a bright, sunny day out. Ever since he had gotten here, he hadn’t gone outside much, at the risk of fearing he would tear his stitches. But now that they were out, he just wanted out of the house.

He went out exploring around the house to see what the Gelfling healer had around her home. He saw she had gardens of fruits and vegetables and herbs.

As long as he had been here, he had mainly been eating nothing but fruits and veggies. He was ready for some meat again. He had had breakfast that morning, but already, he was desiring some more food.

He heard some movement and saw a good sized rodent looking creature. He didn’t know what it was, but he was hungry enough for it. It sat there, grooming itself, not noticing him.

Sil had to take the chance. He approached slowly, trying not to make a sound.

He got up to just behind it and it still hadn’t moved. With careful precision, he grabbed it up real fast.

It began crying out. Sil kept his hold on it. He knew he had to silence its cries real quick.
He saw a tree and he quickly put an end to the creature’s struggles.

Sil was capable of eating food raw, but instead, he took it inside and, using a knife of Wyneth’s, he skinned it and gutted it, then made a meal of it. It wasn’t pretty, but Sil had finally gotten some much needed meat.
…………….

Wyneth went to the market in her village for the herbs and food she was needing. While she was getting the things she needed, Suth happened to see her there.

“Hello, Wyneth.” He said.

“Hello, Suth. What’s going on?” She asked.

“How’s that Skeksis friend of yours?” Suth asked.

“He’s much better. Most of the injures are healed now, all but his ribs.”

“Well, now that he’s capable of walking about on his own, I thought it was about time he was introduced to the town. As you well know, anyone who stays here must be known about.” Suth said.

“I know. Yes, I think that can be arranged. He needs more ways to be useful around here. He’s restless, I can see it.” Wyneth said.

“Have him brought to the Counsel House tonight. He’ll be introduced to the Gelfling clan.” Suth said.

“What if he doesn’t come?”

“The clan will be told of his existence anyway. Then most likely, they will come to see you anyway to see who he is. But the best way to end the suspicion is to convince him to come to the meeting.”

“I’m sure he will. He wants stuff to do now that he’s well.” She said.

“Good. I’m sure the clan can come up with things for him to help around the village in the daytime.” Suth said.

“Just remember he still has injured ribs, so it should be light work only.” Wyneth warned.

“Yes, yes. We’ll worry about that later. But just get what you need and prepare him for tonight.”

“Byron needs to be there too, to tell what he saw when he found Chamberlain.” Wyneth said.

“True. Yes, that’s why it’s later tonight.” Suth said.

Then the Gelflings parted and Wyneth got what she needed as she headed home.

Suth still had some doubts about the Skeksis, but he was going to see that he proved himself useful around here.
……………..

When Wyneth got home, she saw there was somewhat of a bloody mess on her counter.

She dropped her basket in shock. “Chamberlain!”

He was awoken from her shout. “What?!”

“What did you do?!” She demanded.

“I… uh, caught an animal. I needed some meat.” Sil said.

“You sure created one big mess in my kitchen. You need to clean that up.” She said. “If you were still hungry, I could have gotten you something.”

“I needed meat. And I didn’t see anything that could meet that need in here.” He said.

“We’ll worry about it later, but there’s also something we need to talk about after you’ve cleaned up your mess. Now go on.”

He wasn’t used to being ordered around like this by a Gelfling, but it was her home. He reluctantly cleaned up the mess he had made, then he went to his bed area, where she was waiting for him.

He sat down. “What to talk about?” He asked.

“While I was at the market, I saw Suth. He had asked about you and I said how you are well again. He insisted on a clan meeting tonight, about you. To let the clan know of your existence here. Anyone who resides here must be known about, and the clan could find jobs for you to do around the village so you aren’t so bored. If you don’t go, everyone will be coming to you, so it’s better if you come with Byron and me to the meeting. And be on your best behavior.” Wyneth explained.

“Hmmm. I always am.” He said.

“That animal you killed was not what I call best behavior.”

“I can handle what you give me, all the plant food, but I still do need meat in my diet. Sorry about mess, Wyneth.” Chamberlain said.

“Okay. But if you must catch your own meals, then we must also find you a place of your own. I don’t like bloody meal messes in my home. I’ll take the injury messes instead. But, for now, rest up. We are going to the meeting after Byron gets back tonight.” She said.

Sil was up for this meeting. He was ready to do other things besides just sit around doing nothing all day. He laid down and went to sleep for now.

Wyneth went back to her basket and picked up the mess she had made and put the supplies where they needed to be. She would tell Byron about the meeting when he came back in the evening.
………………

It had been well over 3 weeks now since Chamberlain had been banished. The Skeksis clan was enjoying their time well without him. All but the Illustrator. She hoped her love was okay out there in the wilderness. She missed having him to talk to and cuddle with on the special times they could be together.

The Emperor was now ordering to up the Garthim attacks on outside Gelfling villages and cities. SkekUng would sometimes go with them and other times he didn’t. He usually went to the Gelfling villages, but when the Garthim were only sent out for food, then he didn’t go.

The Collector’s actions had also gotten stronger in the Emperor’s eyes of his strategies to capture more Gelflings for their essences.

To SkekLa, it was disgusting in her eyes how the Emperor favored the big liar.