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Prologue: New Beginnings.

Posted by GamemasterFor group 0
Gamemaster
GM, 77 posts
Fri 10 Aug 2012
at 19:25
  • msg #1

Prologue: New Beginnings

(OOC: This thread is for Sir David's, Shikaalgargund's and Tchak'Ikhlul's narratives.)
Sir David Juandaastas
player, 39 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Fri 10 Aug 2012
at 20:18
  • msg #2

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

David looked up from his journal writing and looked around the lounge area of the ship when he heard the Captain announce, “We are now in orbit around the planet Gwynneth, a House Hawkwood World. The spaceport at Londynium will be our landing site in the next two hours.” David sighed as a glow of happiness swept over him, only two more hours before he could feel the ground underneath his feet, the humidity of a world with more water than sand, and the fresh air all the deep forests of his homeworld provided again. David got up and walked over to a view port window to look down at
the blue/green of his homeworld hanging against the blackness of space.

As he headed back to his room to make sure he had everything, he passed a group of mustered serfs from Gwynneth originally and thus coming home doing a circuit with their Sgt keeping cadence. David turned the corner and stepped into the room he shared with Shik. He was glad he upgraded the quarters his retinue and he were put in. While riding in the cargo hold with the rest of the company minus the officers would have been ok with him, the fact that the cargo deck lost gravity for 12 hours after each jump which given their route would have meant 48 hours in zero gravity would have been quite tasked his patience. David cleans himself up and then makes sure he is not leaving anything behind.

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Tchak'Ikhlul
player, 12 posts
Ukar traveler
Sat 11 Aug 2012
at 09:53
  • msg #3

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

In the Transport quarters lounge he has had access to, Tchak'Ikhlul was quietly sitting down across one of the very rare view ports. Contemplating the darkness has been his major occupation for the long weeks that have gone by. Long, long weeks. Though he was a bit worried of what the following days would be made of, he longed to be able to move freely again at last. The very cramped sleeping room he was sharing with the officers and the human priest could not accommodate his routine exercises and he had not dared use the crowded common lounge. He was attracting more than his share of stares already, not many having sympathy in them. He figured young knight David's obvious graces had much to do with the fact that hostility had seldom risen above that level. The defiance of the knight's troop officers was what he had to endure most. A stranger dropped in onto them and receiving the same treatment after little time spent with their master and non human at that, had woken some questions and doubts. A bit of jealousy maybe, a feeling Tchak was not accustomed to be on the receiving end of. He had made strictly no effort to break the ice with the humans for he did not feel it necessary. They were nothing to him.

He finished his nine daily devotions and stood up, giving one last look at the depth of space. When he had been able to peek out from the ship for the first time, he had instantly understood why the principalities had chosen the great dark as their symbolic residence. The point of view on the world spirits was without comparison and he had never grown tired of looking at the vast expense. Luckily, apart from the time spent in view of the portal, he had had little competition for his vantage point. Why the humans got bored so easily was beyond him, but he would not be the one to complain !

Now, to find David. The knight probably wanted him near before the landing. He made a quick stop at his bunk to gather his few belongings and purposefully walked to the knight's cabin.

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Sir David Juandaastas
player, 40 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Sat 11 Aug 2012
at 13:11
  • msg #4

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

David steps out of his cabin and smiles as he can see on an oracle screen, the trees reaching into the anti-red sky. The captain’s voice echoes along the hallways slightly to go with Gwynneth’s mysterious nature, “All noble and retinues and Officers of Rangor Regiment, 25th Company. Please make your way to debarkation area. We will be landing in the next 15 minutes.” He instantly knew that they were landing on a friendly world otherwise, it would have been a call to NCOs to prepare their troops.  David meets up with the rest of his retinue (Shikaalgargund, Tchak, and Sister Rochelle) either in route to the debarkation area or at it.

David, a Lieutenant, salutes the Captain of 25th company because he is still under the man’s command but the way the captain has been either avoiding him or simply spending as little time as possible in his company tells him something is up but he doesn’t have a clue as to what it is. “Ah, David, Rangor Command has decided you are to make your way to Rangor ahead of the rest of the company.” David starts to ask about his platoon when the Captain heads him off, “Your platoon is in the capable hands of Sergeant Winters. She will make sure they return the rest of the way to your brother's estate safely.” Then with an almost gleeful comment, “Your brother has sent the family flitter down to help you on your way.” David thanks the captain. He moves slightly off to the side so to give the rest of the officers their space and worries about what is going to happen when he arrives in Rangor.

He tries to prevent his worried state from showing up on his face, even if his body language is screaming his mental state, by taking up a slight tour guide persona with his retinue because he does not know if any of them have been to this world before. Each of whom he had met and enlisted into his service on Istakhr. Shikaalgargund the towering old Vorox who hasn’t lost any of his fierce abilities and the Ukari shadow known as Tchak who saved his life in that incident. Finally yet no less important to David was the wispy 5-foot tall Sister Rochelle who had not only stitched him and the rest of his people up after an unknown number of patrols but also holds his confessional secrets. David privately thought her name was perfect as in old Urthish it meant ‘little rock’. He started his first tour guide speech, “Based on the views outside while we are landing, we will be arriving during the daylight hours. Which is a boon since it means that we will be making our way to Rangor under the veridical daylight period. The competing anti-red and anti-blue sky has been described in many a poem and painting so I’ll leave it up to you if you would also describe it as beautiful.” David pauses as he feels the ship drop to rest on its struts then punctured by the bellowing hiss of released hydraulic pressure (Most non-Engineers have no clue about this hydraulic process). An ensign in Charioteer livery standing on the other side of the area seeming to be waiting for the Captain announcement that landing was finalized before pushing the red button marked ‘release'.

The captain’s voice with a pleasing tilt comes over the ship-wide speakers again, “Rangor Regiment, 25th Company. Welcome back to Gwynneth.” He pauses few seconds before stating in a much more dried and weary voice, “We have landed at the spaceport in Londynium on Tolth. His Grace Duke William Rochfort Hawkwood rules over the fiefdom, which we now reside. He appreciates if violence was keep to a minimum so look to your NCOs and Officers for directions. Thank you for traveling via a Charioteer Licensed spacecraft.



OOC:
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Sergeant Shikaalgargund
player, 42 posts
Sat 11 Aug 2012
at 15:27
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Re: Prologue: New Beginnings


Shik joins David's procession with his gear bagged and his Muster uniform spotless.  As they proceed down the hallway, he takes a little nip of a golden liquid from a flask, then stows it as well.

When the Ensign pressed the release button, Shik gently reminded David, "Sir, even though this is your home, there may still be threats waiting for you.  I should proceed you out of the door to check."

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Sir David Juandaastas
player, 41 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Sat 11 Aug 2012
at 18:33
  • msg #6

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

David understands Shik’s caution but tells the Vorox, “While on nearly every other world, I would follow your suggestion. If the letters from home are true things in the city have gotten worst then they were three years ago.” He taps Shik’s Muster insignia, “That makes you a target for the Pagan soldiery.

He holds his breath for a few moments while the door opens so the first breath he takes of his homeworld isn’t coated in fuel vapors. The Ensign waits until the squeal of the ramp lowering ends before telling the group, “Welcome to Londynium spaceport. Captain, your arranged transport is in Bay 94A.” The rest of the officers look out the open hatchway to confirm the they are on the ground before moving off to take care of their platoons/orders while the captain moves off towards Bay 94A. David follows the captain out of the ship and picks up his tour guide routine, “Londynium is a great place to visit with magic lantern shows and great shopping but its not so much a place to stay at the current time. About five or six years ago, Duke William Rochfort Hawkwood went, in my opinion, insane. He declared that the previous rulers of this fief were too lax in their enforcement of proper religious devotions. In comes the Inquisition and according to the church killed two million three hundred thousand people, later on pressure from the nobility and others caused Holy Terra to censure the Duke for the atrocities. I personally believe the other estimates which put the dead at twice that number.” He alters his course so they are heading to the pickup/flitter area and so they don’t go near a group of mercenaries, private or muster unknown, wearing a sigil of a Hawkwood Lion surrounded by a flaming jumpgate cross. “Forest Pagans decided to strike back at both the church and the Duke so Londynium is a happening place for them. I should know my hospital treats 5 times as many people in this city as in the capital of this world Llanfyrth. Depending on what street you go down, you could have smooth sailing, you could find yourself fleeing Muster mercs out of control or you could be in need of Sanctuary Aeon healers so your body is in one piece again. Or simply a combination of the three, walk down the street to a friend’s house than be forced flee a Muster brute-cart or skimmer then take shelter in a place the Pagans have targeted with a bomb.

He is about to start another sentence when he notices a group of around 30 people in cloth garments with Muster chains on their wrists being led by a small group of guards towards an pockmarked wall. He picks up some speed and puts some distance between his group and that group before the sounds of automatic rifles firing off 3-round bursts echo through the spaceport and reach the group. He squeezes his fist until his nails cause pain to shakes off the memory threatening to overwhelm him. He continues after a number of moments, “I would give you a tour of my medical center in town, finest in Tloth if I do say so myself,” in a brittle voice, but he soon finds his inner calm and recovers himself so there is no shutter when he says ”but I think it would be best if we got out of this territory as fast as possible.

David spots the livery of his family being worn by an ancient man and makes as much of a beeline as he can. It takes him a moment to recognize the man, “Mister Greves, You are looking positively old. You didn’t find some of those longevity treatments the nobles of Byanztine Secondus are raving about did you?” The old man replies in a booming laugh then when he recovers himself enough that he can speak again he replies with a deep voice you would expect from a 6’5 barrel chest and is very proper, “Greetings Sir David, your brother the Baron felt it was only proper to send the flitter along with a proper pilot, myself, to transport his gloriously returning brother home. So if you and your guests don’t mind getting on board.” He motions to a Krusier Air Yacht, “We can be on our way back to Rangor where we don't have to worry about if we are going to be blown up.” David bows his head in respect to Greves before carrying his duffle bag with all of his gear and collected memories on the vehicle and grabbing a seat.

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Sir David Juandaastas
player, 42 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Sun 12 Aug 2012
at 17:07
  • msg #7

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

Mister Greves moves with a fluid grace when he passes the group while heading toward the cockpit and gets the ship going. He runs through the checklist then maneuvers the yacht with a smoothness born of practiced ease. David doesn’t tell retinue that Greves is actually master in Koto Martial arts and personally studied under Count Rumi al-Malik because it is against the law on some worlds for serfs to know Martial arts.

David turns slightly so he is facing everyone from the sofa seating, “I must apologize for not giving the rest of you a chance to ask any questions or even really get a word in edgewise while we were in Londynium. I let my desire to get out of the city cloud my hosting abilities. I apologize.” He smiles softly. Then adds “Tloth is not as pretty as Rangor in my opinion but some of those trees are five hundred years old or more and haven’t seen or felt the touch of human or alien in all that time. Rumor has it that there is a tree down there that bares the initials of the first colonists on Gwynneth.

David holds his hands to prevent his nerves from overwhelming him at being in this yacht.  “I suspect that I might be at Rangor’s Command for a few days. And you hanging around the city in hotels are not my idea of proper hosting so if you are amendable Mister Greves will continue the trip back to my brother’s estate with you onboard.” He pauses to hear their reactions.

Sister Rochelle replies “After your stories of the Pythivi Pater trained in Regin at your brother estate. I’ll keep going onward.

In any case, if you want to ask any questions about Rangor, my brother's estate or my family. I’ll give you my best knowledge, however if my bias shows through please excuse me.


OOC: Pythivi Patar - a male amalthean healer who has completed their training.  Regin - An Amalthean specialized study dealing with the care of nobles and the upper classes
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Tchak'Ikhlul
player, 13 posts
Ukar traveler
Sun 12 Aug 2012
at 23:30
  • msg #8

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

Tchak is silent during the final phase of the descent, patiently waiting for the order to exit ship. He follows David closely and tries to make himself as inconspicuous as possible, feeling the tension palpable all around.

In the relative safety of the flitter, he finally opens his mouth :
" Thank you for asking, but I believe that your summary of the situation answers by itself. I doubt I would be welcome here and I have no friends in this city. Your home fief seems like a much more agreeable choice for now, I accept the invitation.

I do have a question about those pagans. What religion do they practice ? I was my understanding that the omega gospels were the only truly widespread belief among your race, but you talk about millions of pagans on a world that I believe is not so largely populated ? I am surprised."

Sir David Juandaastas
player, 43 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Mon 13 Aug 2012
at 01:06
  • msg #9

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

David looks over at Tchak, "According to church tithe collectors, there are around nine hundred million humans, over a hundred million of which are forest people. However, how many of them are pagan i don't know. In addition to the human population, there are approximate thirty-five thousand aliens living on Gwynneth." He smiles at Tchak and adds, "Twenty-five thousand of those aliens are Ukari like yourself. Actually, its rumored that capital city of the Rangor Island hold the highest percentage of those Ukari but Juandasstas governors have never herded all the aliens together out of fear even when Ukari invaded Gwynneth during the Ukar War so true numbers are not known."

"We didn't really get to explore it but Londynium which we just left holds 6 to 15 million souls. The capital of Rangor actually houses around 3 million citizens." He pauses to let those numbers settle before adding, "The people of Gwynneth like to live a balanced existence with nature so the buildings are woven into the forests and rarely clustered together. However, if we are ever in orbit on another starship and its veridical night, You can see the whole planet lit up with smallish clusters like little campfires surrounded by deep green of forests."

"As for the forest people of Gwynneth, they were anarchists when they first arrived not long after the planet's discovery was sold to House Juandasstas. Hawkwoods were originally fortune hunters who came for the ruins and about 300 years after discovery actually married into ownership of the planet. If you call an invasion fleet a marriage proposal." he pauses when he realizes he is going off topic, "Sorry, my mind diverged there for a moment." he pauses again to order his thoughts before beginning again, "I like to believe they found something in the forests but I never actually stopped and forced one of forest people to tell me about their religion."

He adds just to enhance Tchak's knowledge, "The Univerial Church of the Celestial Sun's omega gospels are the main religion because their church is the most powerful in the Known Worlds. There are dozens of different religions or heresies on each world. In the rangor capital, there is the Eurygnostic faith, Children of Zuran, forest pagans, and Perceptors, just to name a few."


OOC:
Perceptors are also known as teachers, are church priests who don't believe in the destruction of knowledge that the church does.
Veridical night is when neither the Red Giant or the Blue star of Gwynneth is in the sky.
Londynium, in my opinion, is the same size as urban Chicago (USA).
Rangor's capital city is not canonly named. Its about the size of Naples, Italy

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Sir David Juandaastas
player, 44 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Mon 13 Aug 2012
at 15:33
  • msg #10

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

David lets his fears that the flitter will fall from the sky like previously just drift away in both his tour guide answering of questions and his love of the conflict of colors in the sky around them. He is surprised when Mister Greves announces they are descending into Rangor’s House Guard compound. David waits until the flitter has landed and stopped moving before standing up. Straightening his military uniform, he looks over his retinue than says, “Good Luck at my brother’s estate, I hope you each are able to find something that you desire to do or see there.” He looks back over his shoulder before stepping down out of the flitter. A young kid, more than 9 years old, runs up to him and after verifying who he is hands over a letter instructing David to report to the General in charge of Rangor’s guard.

He turns back and watches the flitter flying off into the distance before stepping inside the HQ building and instantly feeling like he needs a gorget to protect his neck.

*** Flitter and arrival ***

The trip from the compound to the estate only takes an hour more flying time. It settles down with the same smoothness that the rest of the flight has shown before landing by sliding onto a former cave inside of a cliff face. Mister Greves powers down the flitter before coming back into the cabin and saying, “Welcome to Baron James Juandasstas’s estate, He will be your host until such time as you leave. A few rules,” he pauses as if he is remembering them from a long time off. ”First off, if you happen to leave the estate or decide to go hunting, be careful of both Rock Trolls and bandits. Likelihood of our guard getting to you in time to help is nil. Number 2, don’t kill or maim any of the people living in this estate.” He rolls his eyes as if he believes any of you will harm one of freedmen or serfs here. “Well, that’s it. The rest of the rules are for troublemakers, serfs, and those who are not invited. Food will be served in a few hours but until then your welcome to explore.” He opens the door from the cabin to the sea salt air and steps out of the vehicle. He precedes to descend the stair steps carved into the side of the cliff before heading off in the direction of the barely visible the manor house on a hill in the distance.

As soon as the door opens, dozens of different new animal noises filter into the cabin along with the sounds of the ocean crashing against the side of the cliff. A fishing village hangs on the horizon about a kilometer in the distance.

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Tchak'Ikhlul
player, 14 posts
Ukar traveler
Mon 13 Aug 2012
at 19:36
  • msg #11

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

Sir David Juandaastas:
I like to believe they found something in the forests but I never actually stopped and forced one of forest people to tell me about their religion."


Tchak can't help himself from quietly adding : "I like to believe that you would not have to force them to this confession, but I understand that your Church is very protective of its flock and does not like them looking too much else-were."


After the flitter has landed and David has left the rest of the retinue to their own device, Tchak steps out of the machine. He wrinkles his nose at the rich odour the fertile land gives off and ponders a bit on the landing pad.
Seeming a bit lost, he turns to the tall Vorox :
"Sergent Shikaalgargund, have you been to this place before ? I know little about the Juandaatas humans."
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Sir David Juandaastas
player, 45 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Wed 15 Aug 2012
at 03:00
  • msg #12

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

*** Sister Rochelle ****
Sister Rochelle steps in when Shik seems to stay silent, “Neither of us have set eyes on this fiefdom before. This is actually my first time on Gwynneth.” She looks at the Ukari who has become a new travelling companion for her. “It is said that House Juandasstas fight for the rights of aliens, whether it’s a Vorox being hunted for sport or an ukari community being forced out of ancient lands because some human noble wants a bigger pasture for his animals. Though it does not speak well of how they treat first time travelers if their staff leaves the new guests at the landing pad without even a ‘See you later’.

I think David wanted to be the one who was our tour guide but his commanding officers cancelled that idea.” She does not really know anything about her new companion and his level of knowledge of Human culture so she adds, “David is of the lowest of the noble class and lowest officer ranking in the military. So nearly his whole clan is his superiors and they do not hesitant to use their power over him.

She is about to say something more when she spots a group of burly humans carrying what appears to be a rowboat on the shoulders. A female along with one of burly male splits off and heads up the steps towards the group. "Maybe they can help us..." She seems to shrink in volume at the idea of meeting with others.

Sir David Juandaastas
player, 46 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Thu 16 Aug 2012
at 17:02
  • msg #13

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

The burly male, wearing a blue two piece (shirt and trousers, think Village Sailor uniform) cloth garment which has faded and frayed from what seems like years in the sun as well as the salt spray of the ocean, turns to address the group of three standing at the edge of the landing pad once he finishes climbing the stairs. Taking a breath to fill his seemingly massive lungs says, “I am assuming since your standing next to the flitter belonging to the noble family of these lands that you are guests instead of thieves. So who are you?

Meanwhile the female is wearing a dark green cloak that gradually becomes a lighter shade when you get to her under clothing (shirt, trousers). One thing does stand out on her clothing, over her left chest area is the same emblem that David wears. She seems to be waiting patiently for your answers before doing anything.

Tchak'Ikhlul
player, 15 posts
Ukar traveler
Thu 16 Aug 2012
at 21:43
  • msg #14

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

Nodding in understanding after sister Rochelle's explanations, Tchak only answers with a shrug before the humans reach them.
A bit surprised by the tone the man has taken he tenses, ready to snap back, but a nagging feeling in the back of his mind keeps his voice level :
" Guests indeed, or so we thought. You talk with a lot of confidence for a man who does not know who he is speaking to.
We are Knight David's retinue, just arrived with him. I am Tchak'Ikhlul and here are Sergent Shikaalgargund and Sister Rochelle.

We are in need of directions, if you can give them... "

Managing to look down at the taller human, Tchak waits for his answer.
Sergeant Shikaalgargund
player, 43 posts
Thu 16 Aug 2012
at 21:51
  • msg #15

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings


Standing behind the ur-ukari, Shik looked down on the human from his full height and favored her with a silent, toothsome grin.

Sir David Juandaastas
player, 47 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Thu 16 Aug 2012
at 23:53
  • msg #16

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

*** Burly man meeting Group ***
He smiles his own toothy grin only he is missing his Upper Right Cuspid and his upper right laeral while listening to Tchak. His grin falters slightly at Sir David’s name with his eyes darting around the cave to see if David was there than rests on his companion for half a second. The grin dies completely when he hears ‘Sister Rochelle’ and spots the emblems of the Church of the Celestial Sun and Sanctuary Aeon on her garments. He ignores Tchak's last line about directions and lowers his head in respect, “My apologizes Sister, I meant no disrespect to you or your companions.” He steps back slightly and looks on Shik and Tchak with new respect.

*** Adelie Juandaastas ***
Looks right into Tchak’s eyes and does not blink. Moreover, does not even seem slightly troubled by the fact that a Vorox is towering over her. She waits until her companion is finished. Then, she takes up an almost regal air that does not fit her in the slightest, “If you are truly part of David’s retinue, which I will wait until he tell me himself. Then you have two real choices open to you, one you can descend these stairs and travel with us to the Fishing village. Option two, is you can be escorted to Baron James Juandaastas, who happens to rule this barony by the fine guards behind you.” She directs this all at Tchak and Shik. She bows her head to Sister Rochelle twice before looking her in the eyes and asks in an almost submissive tone, “Sister, we have an injured man down in the boat being carried. Can you help us?

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Sergeant Shikaalgargund
player, 44 posts
Fri 17 Aug 2012
at 00:04
  • msg #17

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings


"We were told that we would be free to explore," Shik says in a rumbling voice.  "Do either of your options avail us of a chance to do that?"  The towering vorox crosses is top-arms over the chest of his Muster uniform and tilts his head, looking down at the woman.

This message was last edited by the player at 00:12, Fri 17 Aug 2012.
Sir David Juandaastas
player, 48 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Fri 17 Aug 2012
at 00:31
  • msg #18

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

*** Adelie Juandaastas ***

She turns from Tchak and looks up at Shik allowing a tilting smile to light her lips. "Your welcome to explore these lands. Those two options were given because your companion asked for directions. Its better to travel in a group in a new land and those are the only two permanent locations in this barony. The forestry operation moves every two weeks to prevent one section from being over-harvested." She seems to have shed the regal air and adopted her own presence at Shik's challenge. "If you actually want to wander than I recommend the forest. With the two suns in the sky at the moment, the mysterious nature of it comes into full bloom." She actually sounds almost giddy at the thought of something mysterious.

This message was last edited by the player at 00:45, Fri 17 Aug 2012.
Sergeant Shikaalgargund
player, 45 posts
Fri 17 Aug 2012
at 00:54
  • msg #19

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings


Shik's posture becomes less threatening, in a subtle way. Loosening his top-arms, he smiles widely and asks, "You make it sound very appealing.  Perhaps you would like to accompany me?  It has been years since I simply walked through a forest, if one could call fighting for survival on Ungavorox a simple 'walk'."

This message was last edited by the player at 03:29, Fri 17 Aug 2012.
Sir David Juandaastas
player, 49 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Fri 17 Aug 2012
at 01:32
  • msg #20

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

*** Adelie Juandaastas, Sister Rochelle, Burly man ***
Adelie almost says yes before she is interrupted by Sister Rochelle, "I would love to help your injured." Adelie bows and thanks the Sister before gesturing for her to follow the man. He seems unsettled leaving Adelie alone, minus the guards, with Tchak and Shik but follows her directions. When Adelie returns to the two remaining members of the group, She has lost the previous giddyness when she seems to quote the next line from memory, "Every walk through a forest, whether its urban or natural, is a fight for survival. To lose sight of that is of course a death sentence." She seems to be regaining her more light hearted nature when she continues, "I can not join you today; duty as you can understand, i hope. Maybe, you will join me tomorrow when I guide a new group of serfs to the forestry operations. Of course that is dependent on if you are welcomed by my brother." She turns to head back down the stairs to the burly men w/ a rowboat. She pauses after a step or two and looks at Shik and Tchak, "When you see my brother, the baron, tell him your guests of Adelie not my brother David. Might just save your lives." She starts down the stairs.

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Sergeant Shikaalgargund
player, 46 posts
Fri 17 Aug 2012
at 03:35
  • msg #21

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings


Shik frowns as Adelie walks off.  Looking down at Tchack, he says quietly "A curious family, these Juandaastes.  Even for nobles..."  He looks around at the remaining humans and adds, "Unless I miss my guess, Sir David may be somewhat out of favor.  We should tread carefully, my friend."

Tchak'Ikhlul
player, 16 posts
Ukar traveler
Fri 17 Aug 2012
at 10:49
  • msg #22

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

In reply to Sergeant Shikaalgargund (msg # 21):

 Tchak nods gravely :

“Strange indeed. And I am afraid “somewhat” does not even begin to describe our friend’s bad situation. What could anger his brother and Lord so much that we should fear for our own lives ? I do not like this. I would have suggested that meeting with the estate’s owner was the first thing to do, but I feel we do not know enough yet. And announcing that we are invited by Miss Adelie when our ties will be clear soon enough… dangerous as well.”

Shooting a sly look at the tall pile of muscles next to him, the ukar continues softly

“The baron certainly has other business more pressing than seeing two minor guests. As we have been invited by one of the fine ladies of this estate, we can delay this duty a little. I suggest we honour lady Adelies’ offer by joining her at the village and see if we can learn more about David’s situation.

I would also greatly enjoy discovering that forest. I have a feeling this world’s spirit is very strong in that place and no will to share my time there with blabbering humans, though I would not object to this lady’s company.

What do you say ?”

Sergeant Shikaalgargund
player, 47 posts
Fri 17 Aug 2012
at 13:18
  • msg #23

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings


Shik nods quietly, placing a restless low-hand on one of his swords for a moment.  "Indeed," he rumbles.  "We should make sure Sister Rochelle is taken good care of as well.  Come, my friend.  Let us join the group heading to this village."

Sir David Juandaastas
player, 50 posts
Human Juandaastas Noble
Knight
Fri 17 Aug 2012
at 16:42
  • msg #24

Re: Prologue: New Beginnings

*** Sister Rochelle ***
Sister Rochelle is finishing her treatment of the poor soul inside the fishing boat. She speaks with Adelie softly before stepping away and joining Shik and Tchak. She whispers to them, "The boy fell overboard and had been bitten by a rare local animal. He was one step in the beyond by the time i got to him. However the Pancreator's light shined on him and now he has a decent chance of surviving." Looking at each of their faces, she asks her companions, "So whats the plan?"

*** Adelie Juandaastas ***
She reachs into the lowered rowboat and touching the young boy's forehead says her own prayer of thanks to the Pancreator. She steps away and the men lift the boat and start heading off towards the village maybe half an hour away or so. She walks over to the group, "Will you be joining us to the village or city if you compare it to the other villages in this barony?" Outside of the cave with the suns shining overhead you now can see clearly the exceeding youth of the lady in front of you. You wouldn't put her age at more then 14 Urth years.

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