Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Aug 14, 2013 20:34:50 GMT
Dorothy turned her attention quickly to the king once he demanded attention through body language, remaining silent until he had said what he wished to say. She placed her steak down as a sign of good manners and then stood up slowly, bowing her head before Renen."It would be an honor to accompany you on a scouting trip, your majesty. I shall keep you safe no matter the dangers we face and provide what else I can to you." She then awaited confirmation from the king, acting all formal again without realizing it might displease Renen.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2013 20:37:48 GMT
Sentar saw through the trees a large fire and could hear someone screaming in the common tongue. Why is anyone else this deep in the woods and why is he speaking the common tongue. These woods belonged to the druids and their allies not many dared to enter them. Sentar approached cautiously, but to his dismay the young man in chain armor had let his fire get out of hand and was in danger of igniting a beautiful 500 year old pine. The boy was screaming and clutching his hand, he must have burnt himself. Sigh. The young man suddenly stopped screaming as Sentar let loose a burst of storm energy, knocking him back into a tree. The boy slid down the tree, Sentar noticed he was clutching a scroll in his jacket, but that would have to wait. Sentar walked over to the fire and held his hands above it and began muttering to himself. Drops of water rolled off his palm and they continued to grow larger until they joined together and formed small streams and became a small faucet of water quickly squelching the fire's roar.
Once the fire was out Sentar picked up the boys scroll it read "The King of Valencia welcomes you to visit him in the castle of his capital city, Alexandria. Please come immediately with all possible haste. Great reward for those deemed worthy." Sentar picked up a piece of wood and spoke "iyóyaŋpa" and suddenly the twig began to give off a soft glow. He set the twig on the mans chest where they scroll had been and began walking east towards Valencia.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2013 20:45:37 GMT
Ulfgar grinned. "A diplomatic mission, you say? I would gladly put my very adequate talents to use for such." He looked at the barbarian and the strange-looking man, debating who would make for a better bodyguard. "But the skill I have in influencing others, I regrettably lack in the art of killing. Perhaps you could send one of these fine gentlemen to accompany me?"
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Post by Ror'Nor on Aug 14, 2013 20:49:46 GMT
Thret in response to the new man would look at him with his near blank face before he would begin his mentally assessment. He would deem the man a skilled fighter even if a little tribal in appearance and would rather him alongside him in combat then Ulfgar. He could assume the man had strength near his or equal from his muscular body and looked sturdy enough to take a blow or two. Beyond that he appeared to be a tribal warrior who seemed to regard the king as his father which puzzled him and he assumed it be some sort of title.
Thret in response to Renen speaking would stare at him instead ignoring anyone unless they performed hostile actions. After Renen had spoken he would speak in his deep voice void of emotion "I'll will go where my combat capability would serve the best". He would keep this stare unless something noteworthy would drag his attention away from the King.
Thret would mentally debate that a scouting mission would most likely not be that risky for a leader to go with and would not object to that. He would scold himself and tell him it was not his place to question his new master even if he doubts there judgment in the slightest. He would hope to see the capabilities of his king and potentially the odd animistic female who appeared to be a servant or even a partner of the king. He would begin to wonder about the magical power of his new master and hoped it to be adequate enough to be in use in combat. He assumed due to his physical appearance which was lacking in some regards that he excelled in mental capabilities and he did become a King. He would await a response from the King still staring done with his assumptions for now.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2013 21:43:54 GMT
Leoven was hanging inside his friend's tavern, as usual. They have been friends since childhood. He don't have his "pet" with him, since it will probably scare most people in here. "Are you going to find a job or not?" Raela, his childhood friend and owner of this tavern, asked. "I'm not going to work those 'boring' job," Leoven said. "I'm going to do something special, and BIG! I'm waiting for my opportunity to show." "Well, maybe this is YOUR opportunity." Raela pass him a letter when speaking. Leoven looks at the letter, at first just a glance and read it more carefully after a few moment. Suddently he rush out the tavern and straight to the castle. He knows that his opportunity has finally come. Serve the king? This is something that can make him famous.
He finally see the king after the guard walk him throught the castle where he never inside. He sees other people around, and knew those come here because of the letter as well. He responds after hearing what the king said, "It is my honor to travel to Veiðimaðurheim on behalf of my king. I will serve my country with my skill."
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Post by Silver on Aug 15, 2013 23:42:59 GMT
After arriving back at the castle with Dorothy, Renen immediately called for the messenger again.
"Dear friends, I regret to inform you that I will be changing the goal of your mission. I while scouting around the nearby woods with Dorothy, we have encountered some opposition. A host of zombies was dispatched by us just the other day. We have also heard the wails of a Banshee coming from the area near the castle walls. If my information is correct, you should be close to a druid that has been on a side mission from me. Meet up with him and return to Valencia. We need to eliminate all the undead from around the castle, before we can afford to weaken our garrison.
-Renen
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
Posts: 234
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Post by Perkins on Aug 15, 2013 23:58:09 GMT
Returning to the castle alongside Valencia's Ruler, Renen, the rather roughed up ranger Perkins, approached him once he was done consulting his messenger and bowed her head once more before speaking to him, trying to avoid eye-contact like it's right and proper to do so. "It was an honor to fight alongside you, my lord. I wish I was of more help, since the battlefield was mostly under your control at all times." She said, sounding a bit disappointed, at herself obviously, before standing up straight and at attention before the king. "If you require something more of me, I will be more than happy to follow your command."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2013 0:18:48 GMT
Renen sat in his throne, comfortable in his seat of power. A raven began Cawing outside a nearby window, it just wouldn't stop. Pantera went to the window to snatch the raven and noticed that there was some bark curled around it's leg. She snapped it in two pieces to get it off and walked over to Renen and handed him the message: "I am not two weeks out from Alexandria, I am traveling with the Blackwater Pirates after I saved them from a band of Skeletons. The birds tell me another band isn't far from me would they happen to be one of yours?"
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