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( IC) On the Trail.

Posted by Damian MayFor group 0
Damian May
GM, 79 posts
Sat 1 Jan 2022
at 12:09
  • msg #1

( IC) On the Trail.


The banteng lowed grumpily as it pulled the cart up the steep stony trail, jungle crowded in on each side of the narrow trail as they ascended.

A few hours into the journey they came across a stone bridge built over a stream.  There was an old man sitting on the edge of the bridge nursing a headwound...
Hanako
player, 36 posts
Tue 4 Jan 2022
at 04:07
  • msg #2

( IC) On the Trail.

In reply to Damian May (msg # 1):

GM:
The banteng lowed grumpily as it pulled the cart up the steep stony trail, jungle crowded in on each side of the narrow trail as they ascended.


Hanako, less resplendent now in black travel clothing and a conical woven straw hat  jumps down from the cart along the way several times, gathering a few useful plants she knows when she spots them not far from the roadside, then climbing back up.

If she is quiet, it is because she is listening, over the creak of the cart and the grumbling of the bantang for the sounds filtering through the jungle.

GM:
A few hours into the journey they came across a stone bridge built over a stream.  There was an old man sitting on the edge of the bridge nursing a headwound...


Hanako looks the elderly man, concerned that his present perch may be a dangerous one to someone without all their wits currently about them.

As the cart comes closer she asks of Tan in a clear voice "Please inquire if the man on the bridge ahead requires assistance. Do not startle him, be polite."
Nafu
player, 24 posts
Gutter footpad
From Crescentium
Thu 6 Jan 2022
at 00:20
  • msg #3

( IC) On the Trail.

Nafu looks suspiciously around. His gutter urchin instincts expect threat and guile from apparently harmless meetings such as this one.
Datuk Tan Cheng Leng
player, 36 posts
Sat 8 Jan 2022
at 13:42
  • msg #4

( IC) On the Trail.

Datuk responds,"MY pleasure milady."
Tan walks towards the man and salutes him," Hail Sir! It seems you are hurt! May I help you and do you need help?"
Damian May
GM, 80 posts
Sat 15 Jan 2022
at 12:24
  • msg #5

Re: ( IC) On the Trail.

Datuk Tan Cheng Leng:
Datuk responds,"MY pleasure milady."
Tan walks towards the man and salutes him," Hail Sir! It seems you are hurt! May I help you and do you need help?"


The old man startled as Tan spoke, " Huh? Wha? Of course I'm hurt, I was attacked."

" Ah....manners...Selamat Pagi, Bli.  My Name is Wayan...those damned beasts stole all my wares and took my nephew with them."

Datuk Tan Cheng Leng
player, 37 posts
Mon 17 Jan 2022
at 03:32
  • msg #6

Re: ( IC) On the Trail.

"Selamat Pagi," Datuk Tan responds, taking out his water bottle and passing it to the old man. "Here do you need a drink?"

If and after the man drinks, Datuk continues," Which beasts, tell me more about it. Perhaps my mistress can help you," pointing at Hanako.
This message was last edited by the GM at 06:25, Mon 17 Jan 2022.
Hanako
player, 37 posts
Mon 17 Jan 2022
at 05:24
  • msg #7

Re: ( IC) On the Trail.

Nafu:
Nafu looks suspiciously around...


Hanako allows a small smile of approval to briefly cross her face as she glances at the watchful young man, knowing that wisdom is not confined only to grey haired sages in ivory towers full of scrolls.

Datuk:
"MY pleasure milady."


Hanako inclines her head politely in thanks, her civility oddly easier to demonstrate in an uncivilized environment.

Datuk:
" Hail Sir! It seems you are hurt! May I help you and do you need help?"


Hanako again nods in approval, of both salute and speech, allowing helpfulness to count more than eloquence in this instance, while she maintains a dignified silence, as she hopes befits one who must command warriors.

Wayan:
" Huh? Wha? Of course I'm hurt, I was attacked."


It is only by an act of great will that Hanako does not laugh out loud at this retort, but silently struggles to maintain her inscrutable air.

Her lips, however, are traitors in this task, as the hint of a smile lifts the corners of her mouth a little regardless of the lack of words spoken through them.

An injured man well enough to make retorts is a man who may yet survive his injuries, she reasons, and listens further.

Wayan:
" Ah....manners...Selamat Pagi, Bli.  My Name is Wayan...those damned beasts stole all my wares and took my nephew with them."


Having swiftly placed the old man in family order by his name, Hanako permits herself one eyebrow raised in astonishment at his predicament before her expression rapidly turns to one of concern over both a theft and a kidnapping in the one incident.

Datuk:
"Here do you need a drink?"


Despite her curiosity, Hanako cannot but again silently nod in approval at his practical aid to Wayan, beset by recent ill fortune.

Datuk:
" Which beasts, tell me more about it. Perhaps my mistress can help you?"


Hanako stands up and bows courteously in Waylan's direction, a feat of balance made easier by her standing atop a parked ox-cart rather than a moving one.

There is a look of polite inquiry on her face as she asks "Would you permit me to see to your wound, Bli? A blow to the head is an injury that may more dangerous than it may first appear."

She patiently awaits a reply before either sitting back down if the answer is in the negative, or stepping down from the cart to render assistance herself if required.
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