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Post by Shade on Mar 13, 2016 2:09:23 GMT -4
(21:26:19 )
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- A mysterious woman arrives, her voice exotic, and mesmerizing she is the elusive Storyteller of the Spider people. Here to enhance your roleplay. -
says to - | - T h e a . of . K a: As you enter upon the waterways, you would notice ahead of you an eerie mist filtering in and around the opening to the swamp forest, but the mist was not normal as it seemed to cling to the trees and foliage. Some would think its due to the warm air and chilled waters. But who would truly know, splashes can be heard in the distance, and cries from the darkness. The thought possibly in the back of your mind is, are the spiders really six feet tall.
(21:26:41 )
- | - T h e a . of . K a r- | -
- Escorted by Rolf and Darius -
-[ Vosk River ]-
- The mighty Vosk River flows westward, through the Swamp Forest. There are a few makeshift docks, to those that want to travel into the mysterious swamp of Spiderpeople.-
says to ALL: I traveled via skiff along the bank of the vosk, Rolf at the helm and Darius taking up the rear. The dark dampness of the swamp was not at all unlike that of the seediest parts of Kar and lucky for me I was familiar with that. It was dark, one and half moons shown bright over head illuminating our descent into the darkness that surrounded us. There was a single lamp, held by my hand as we moved along through the treacherous terrain of the vosk that lead toward the swampland that housed my destination. I was unsure exactly how far I was from the outpost now.. though I imagined it shouldn't be too much longer before the three of us found where it was we were going.
(21:30:49 )
- | - T h e a . of . K a r- | -
- Escorted by Rolf and Darius -
-[ Vosk River ]-
- The mighty Vosk River flows westward, through the Swamp Forest. There are a few makeshift docks, to those that want to travel into the mysterious swamp of Spiderpeople.-
says to ALL: The stories of the spider people I had heard through the years sent shivers down my spine. My fingers gripped tight to the lantern in my right hand as I held it out in front of me trying to light our way. I had heard fire would keep them at bay.. and if I had to I was prepared to throw this here lantern on the first biggest spider person I saw. My eyes searched the fog for any threats. Darius, kept silent vigil behind us and Rolf surveyed our path up front. I prayed to anything that was holy that I could not run into one of those things , though I knew it may be inevitable.
(21:35:56 )
. . Outpost Regulator. .
SHADE
Swamp Forest Regulators
Outlaw Pass Outpost | Imagine Chat
-[Outpost Docks]-
-Stretched around the outer area of the Outpost, is a small set of docks, you can tie up your skiff,s and head up the stairs, you may be charged a fee if the proprietor thinks about it. -
says to ALL: Shade slowly made it out of the skiff and onto the docks, his hand was soaked in blood, one of the men looked to him, seeing the reflective nature of the wound from the torch light.
“What happened to you Shade?” the man had said
I looked to him, “I was in a bout with Marsellus, while I was in the market” the one man nodded.
“Well I got a few good shots in, “ I laughed.
The man had moved out of my way, I slowly rounded a few crates, one of the work thralls was cleaning the blood off of the docks, not wanting to bring any marsh sharks in. I looked down over the railing, “Be sure to wash out my skiff, I think I left enough blood in there as well.” The slave groaned and one of the men struck him, with a backhand, blood flying from his mouth. The slaves head went to the side viciously, dropping to one knee, his fists clenched together. Just as he was getting back up, it wasn’t long before his fist was soaring towards the man’s jaw; he was lifted off of his feet, and crashing back into the men. Shade looked over hearing the ruckus, “ENOUGH!” I thought it would work, I wasn’t too sure if it would or not. The men looked up and stopped and just as the slave looked up it wasn’t long before the men were on top of him, not one, not two, but three grown men, boot stomping this slave boy. I watched, for a bit, it was then the enforcer upstairs heard the noise, and came out he looked over the railing, I looked up to him, “The slave got a lucky shot it, “ I laughed it off, and moved up the ascending staircase, I looked back to the man I employed, “Don’t let them kill him, “ I said to him, while making my way to the door, the man nodded.
I pushed open the door, and felt the hand of a slave girl when she moved by, “Tal Master, “ I groaned a bit, feeling the pressure of her hand upon my arm, she flinched.
“Are you ok Master?” I looked to her as she asked.
“Get the proprietor” I said to her, she looked concerned, as she went to find him.
IT was several ehn’s gone by, as he showed up. “Got that med kit still?”
I said to the man, as he looked to me, “maybe” he laughed, as I pulled off my tunic, showing a good three hort slash mark upon my left forearm, “ Well I hope you do, because your stitching me tonight. “
(21:42:52 )
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- A mysterious woman arrives, her voice exotic, and mesmerizing she is the elusive Storyteller of the Spider people. Here to enhance your roleplay. -
says to - | - T h e a . of . K a: Above you, you could see the Con-Lon Fiber from the webbing of the spiderpeople, it could be seen everywhere really, the mist clung too it, and it almost shimmered in the tri moon light. The sound of legs moving up in the trees, but they didn't speak to you, at least not yet they haven't
(21:46:58 )
- | - T h e a . of . K a r- | -
- Escorted by Rolf and Darius -
-[ Vosk River ]-
- The mighty Vosk River flows westward, through the Swamp Forest. There are a few makeshift docks, to those that want to travel into the mysterious swamp of Spiderpeople.-
says to ALL: The cries in the distance , the splashes resounding through the night air found my ears and I couldn't help but turn quickly toward the sounds. My heart skipped a beat and it even caused Darius to draw his spatha. Rolf held tight to the stick that drove our skiff forward and keeping a steady but slow pace propelled us forward. The fog was thick and I couldn't really see far beyond our skiff , beyond the breaking water at the banks edge. Glancing upward I saw the webbing and my eyes grew wide. The fog and dew that clung to those webs was eerily beautiful. the intricacies of it was remarkable. I heard what sounded to be pitter pattering moving into the trees above my head and I inched closer back toward Darius. I was begining to get a bit ansy and my hand gripped to the skiff tightly.
(21:58:34 )
|*..Senza cuore intento.. *|
Valencia of Schendi
|"There is no greater expression than the written word"|
...You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?...
...You better watch yourself...
|Scribe|Legalist|
: You’ve found yourself here, the edge of the swamp is treacherous. The waterways are narrow. Can you swim?
(22:00:20 )
. . Outpost Regulator. .
SHADE
Swamp Forest Regulators
Outlaw Pass Outpost | Imagine Chat
-[Inside Outpost]-
- You hear a holler from the Outpost proprietor “That’ll be two copper for docking at my docks!” yep he remembered, once you step in the area is not large but not overly small -
says to ALL: The proprietor was a mean son of a bitch, he liked taking his time to torture, I swear if I didn’t know him like I did, he could be a Tuchuk trained in the art of the clan of Torturers. Vicious men and women they were, some I wouldn’t want to run into.
The small man arrived tossing the kit onto the counter, now he was small maybe four feet even, he had one of the slave girls, kneel down on all fours, he stepped up and stood upon her back, “don’t move wench” he said as he stamped his food into her spine. I looked to the man.
The man slowly removed the torn clothing, and brought out some saline solution. Klima salt, and Arian water, and washed the wound, the raw salt, made my teeth grit, “ AHhhHHhHH!!!!”
I was sure the entire swamp heard me scream, “You son of a bitch, “ glared at the man.
“Don’t move Shade, I slip, you’ll be in more pain.”
The proprietor took a cloth, he looked around and grabbed a piece of wood, “Bite” he pushed into my mouth. He rubbed the cloth, removing any and all scabbing, I bit into “UUuurrrggghhhhh” was loud enough still for those in the next room, and down on the docks to hear.
“If you don’t hold still, I can’t stitch.” He shook his head, knowing Shade wouldn’t stay still, he left off of the girl. “nadu wench” the man said to the small slave girl.
The girl looked to Shade, his face soaked in sweat, tears streaked her cheeks, “Master, he is vile, is there anything I may get you, “ she had said, as her thighs splayed wickedly wide, exposing her sex to him, her full breasts rose into the air, and fell within each of her breaths, as her head lifted up and exposing her collar, he hands down upon her thighs, her palms turned up. I smiled to her.
“no thank you, “ I smiled.
Several ehn’s had passed the man came back, he held a short sword, where the blade was white hot, and the slave scream made an eeks sound as I closed my eyes, before I could stop him he placed the flat of the blade upon my forearm, he held it in place as I let out a yell and gritted my teeth so tightly I broke the piece of wood in my mouth , AHHHhhHHHhhHH!!!!” I stood up at the same time pushing the proprietor off of me and he slide across the floor. Before I fell back down into the chair.
(22:14:21 )
|*..Senza cuore intento.. *|
Valencia of Schendi
|"There is no greater expression than the written word"|
...You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?...
...You better watch yourself...
|Scribe|Legalist|
-[ Northern Swamp Quadrant ]-
- You are in the northern area of the swamp, several hundred pasang into the treacherous and web domain of the spider people. -
says to ALL: Rashad and I had spent our day attempting to figure out what this woman as well as her people were doing out here. Neither one knew which way to go which only meant there was a great possibility that we could remain lost out here. Of course seeing a huge fucking spider web earlier didn't appease my senses any.. Pacing a little bit while I thought out loud.. "okay we ran into people .. if we ran into people there must be somewhere around here.. where there are other people" .. I reasoned.. looking toward Rashad , voice held upon an inquiring notation..."It's not good for us to remain here , especially given what could be just waiting for night to come out.. and if we remain here then we will die .. I can't die here.. " .. perhaps I was being a bit overly paranoid but my paranoia has served me well thus far..
(Rashad)
After tending to the woman's wounds which her face looked a bit busted up.. (I don't know the extent of her physical damage..) .. He then rose and literally within two strides grabbed a hold of me in order to plant me still. Leaning down a little bit as he said calmly.. "You are starting to freak out , don't freak on on me right now." ...
Taking in a deep breath lungs filling with air , feeling chest gain it's own tightened constriction with that very deeply given inhale .. Blinking a few times and remembering to count. 1-2-3-4-5 ... Breathingggggggggggggggggggggggg... 6-7-8-9-... *another whoosh of air* ... 10..Once I had gotten to ten my voice just flatly offered..."Tell you what I won't freak out when we have a way out of here. Until then don't tell me to remain calm!" .. it was kind of screamed at him in a way , which it might have been intended or it might not have been
(Rashad)
Hearing her he shook his head , only to look toward the opposite edge where it was nothing but trees , bushes and dirt .. he was ignoring Val for the moment but he did say while his thoughts were going... "Raise your voice to me woman, sister or not .. you will find darkness by the way of my fist . Calm-your-self.. "
(22:19:17 )
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- A mysterious woman arrives, her voice exotic, and mesmerizing she is the elusive Storyteller of the Spider people. Here to enhance your roleplay. -
says to |*..Senza cuore intento.: Ahead of you possibly about ten paces or so there was a small man upon a raft, it wasn’t a very big raft, but there was another in front of him, he calls out to the other man upon the other raft, “Less than an pasang and we’ll be at the Outpost. “ The other man nodded, each upon the surface of their rafts was a small lantern. As one of the men yell as a dorsal fin goes by “SHARK!” both men stand, and use their staffs to push into the water, hit the bottom and push off of the bottom of the swamp to propel them further and quickly down the swamp, possibly before you get to see or ask them anything.
...In the distance a motion in the depths of the water can be seen, no one knows if it is a school of marsh sharks, or something worse. Careful when swimming as something is lurking beneath the depths...
(22:29:36 )
|*..Senza cuore intento.. *|
Valencia of Schendi
|"There is no greater expression than the written word"|
...You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?...
...You better watch yourself...
|Scribe|Legalist|
-[ Northern Swamp Quadrant ]-
- You are in the northern area of the swamp, several hundred pasang into the treacherous and web domain of the spider people. -
says to ALL: I heard it , more voices and with that I moved past him literally brushing him as my own foot steps moved quickly. I took those steps long enough to see the raft .. and with it I figured they were headed somewhere. With one of them confirming it I rushed back to the group of people that were there and quickly grabbed my pack to place it upon my shoulders again .. only to say to Rashad.. "There are more people! .. and they are heading down the swamp. Get them so we can get out of here!" ..
(Rashad)
With that shoulder brush offered by Valencia he grunted under his breath. Only to follow behind her and once he did he saw the exact same thing . Her rush past him to gather her things brought a question from him.. "Do you think it's wise to be following somewhere and your not even sure of where it's going?"..
Dropping my head then glancing to the woman and the people she was with as they stood. I had sharks in the water to contend with, and a brother who was asking me dumb questions right now. Just great .. almond depths peered to him a moment while my words came to say... "An Outpost .. there , now the more we sit and chat about this. The further away they get so lets go!" .. I went to take a step past him then
(Rashad)
Again with her wanting to walk in front of him, he reached out again and snatched her by the back of her braid. Only to again force her to where she wouldn't be in harms away again .. shaking his head figuring he was going to do something about her one of these days. Even while he swore he'd never harm her .. but she was testing his patience in this scenario .. Looking then to the woman and the men with her he gestured for them to stand.. and it was then with everyone behind him he headed where the skiff had been seen. Of course his own foot steps were quickening forcing everyone behind him to move .. and he was just behind the skiff along the banks where he could see where it was heading off to
(22:37:09 )
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says to |*..Senza cuore intento.: The two men looked behind them, they could see you and the party you were with. A warm cloud of fog creeped over the water, in and around the rafts, and the skiffs within the area of the swamp. There was a rumble that creeped across the sky, and then a loud crackle in the distance, all of a sudden it was if morning had come, and with a purple haze for a mere ihn opened up and and went out as if someone blew out a candle.
the lightning was there, but no rain, this may make this escapade a bit more eerie, was it safe to be in the swamp at night, with this much fog. But this storm alone, showed a quick glance to where the Outpost was located, did you see it?
(22:44:37 )
. . Outpost Regulator. .
SHADE
Swamp Forest Regulators
Outlaw Pass Outpost | Imagine Chat
-[Outlaw Pass - Tavern - Sitting Area]-
- You have found one of the small tables, around the table is a set of larl pelts so that you may relax in comfort.-
says to ALL: I had pretty well gone pale, I wasn’t sure if it was due to the sheer pain from the white hot metal pressed into my arm, or the white hot sword pressed into my arm, either way, the proprietor was lucky I couldn’t reach him or I would beat him within an hort of his life. I sat there, my arm was stinging for the time being, the young slave girl, took some of the healing salve, as she blew a cool breath over the wound, rubbing in the cream counter clockwise, she thought it would seep in quicker, I normally wouldn’t let salve be used, but that fucker burnt me, me of all people he burnt me. I glared at him. “You’re lucky your over there. Stay out of my way, you evil Arian bastard.” I spit to the ground, I pushed to my feet, before I fell back down into my seat. I shook my head.
“Master, you must sit for a few more ehn,” I looked to the girl and glared.
“I don’t want to sit, I want to go outside, “ I looked towards a window, as the purple haze spontaneously hit outside.
“Oh a storm is rolling through. “ I looked to the smaller man,
“Attend to the windows, bring the shutters, in. “ I watched him order the slave to do it.
I shook my head a moment, “She will remain here, you will do as instructed.” The man glared.
I heard him mutter, “ What was that I Couldn’t hear you there, you day you love me and I am like a brother to you?” the man glared.
“You are too kind my friend” I laughed, I stood again, staggering over to the furs, and almost fell into them.
(22:50:54 )
|*..Senza cuore intento.. *|
Valencia of Schendi
|"There is no greater expression than the written word"|
...You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?...
...You better watch yourself...
|Scribe|Legalist|
-[ Northern Swamp Quadrant ]-
- You are in the northern area of the swamp, several hundred pasang into the treacherous and web domain of the spider people. -
says to ALL: I was trudging behind him and with each step it felt as if my feet where getting stuck in mud. Grunting hard as I lifted and walked.. I was too busy attempting to keep up wit Rashad as well as looking behind me to make sure the woman was following with her people. It was then as if someone decided to turn up the creep factor on this place .. fog rolled in dense and with it .. lights went out for a mere space in time and it was then I had the feeling something was going to end up swallowing me whole. However quick flash of lighting showing off our destination which couldn't of been that far from where we were walking. But the fog made it difficult .. looking then Rashad's back as I just said quietly.. "Watch where you step you are to heavy for me to pull" ..
(Rashad)
witnessing the sudden abnormal change in the scenery even had him wondering what this was all about. Of course he had seen magicians in Anango which they weren't really magicians even if their tricks were spectacular. This seemed like one of those but something made the air upon his neck stand up. Even with the crackle of lightening exposing their end .. he squinted only to halt for a moment in order to say..."Wait one moment" .. Reaching into his pack taking out a cloth as well a small bottle of alcohol .. (we'll say paga cause I picture that to be flammable) .. and then grabbing a branch from tree his fingers.. wrapping cloth around the branch and saturating it with the liquid .. Looking to Valencia then.. "Get your fire maker and light this so we can see" ..
I had a hard time given blanket of darkness with a bit of flashing light to content with in order to get within my pack. But once it was off of my shoulders I rummaged until I found it and with a flick of the wheel I lit the cloth which gave off a brilliant light. Putting it back as I said .. "again watch your step" ..
(Rashad)
Once the makeshift torch was lit , he then set off where that first crack of lightening had shown him the building they were looking for. Being extremely watchful of where his feet landed .. and with everyone still following behind him. She told him to watch her step and again her bossy attitude while he dealt with it in gorean society something told him he wouldn't have to put up with it where they were headed , well at least not for long ..
(22:59:30 )
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- A mysterious woman arrives, her voice exotic, and mesmerizing she is the elusive Storyteller of the Spider people. Here to enhance your roleplay. -
says to |*..Senza cuore intento.: You were so deep still in the swamp, you come to the end of the pathway, the land was seeping out of the way, no more than a few paces a head of you was a make shift dock, there was indeed several small skiffs tied too it, were there hunters in the area, why was there a skiff left here in the middle of nowhere. This area was well known for outlaws, hunters, and spiders. There was an odd shape carved into one of the posts, it looked like three spirals carved there. But it would be hard to see at night, even if it were seen at all. There oddly enough a torch lit upon the docks, but who lit it, are you going to steal a skiff, or borrow it.
(23:19:46 )
|*..Senza cuore intento.. *|
Valencia of Schendi
|"There is no greater expression than the written word"|
...You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?...
...You better watch yourself...
|Scribe|Legalist|
-[ Northern Swamp Quadrant ]-
- You are in the northern area of the swamp, several hundred pasang into the treacherous and web domain of the spider people. -
says to ALL: (Rashad)
With the torch light giving way his eyes fell upon the docks . It was odd and yet he was wondering who would of placed them there. He knew reputations but at the same time he also knew Val knew some but she didn't know everything. Even so he approached one of the skiffs since he wasn't sure if all would fit on one . Motioning to the other group to situate upon another and he then turned to Val and said.."You and me on this one. And don't argue with me get on and don't say a word".. perhaps it was the change in the scene around here that was making him a bit more .. I will not listen to her lip today .. or maybe he was just waiting for an opportunity ... however once they were on he took one of the same sticks ( don't hate me don't know the name) .. that the other two had .. pushing off and making his way in the direction where he last remembered seeing them
Skiffs in the middle of no where can we say shady?(no pun intended) .. Walking up to the one he motioned for me to get on , I just stared at him for a second before rolling gaze heavenward .. a huff of breath escaped while boots met to steady me onto moving surface. Now I looked to him once we were off and the others were behind us... "Why are are you talking to me like you have been?" ..
(Rashad)
he was keeping his attention on the water and where the path would go. He didn't look away from where his attention was focused while his voice just leveled in a rather I'm not going to argue with you tone.. "We aren't in civilized society anymore Valencia .. You will listen to me and you won't question me .. Sister or not you really need to learn your place at times" ..
I remembered them saying sharks were in the water and with that in mind I kept myself as far from the edge of the skiff as possible , eyes narrowing a bit while I just irritatingly offered.. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?! " ..
(Rashad)
This place was making him think of everything wrong she had ever done to him. Shooting him with a bow and arrow at point blank range.. then attempting to sell him to someone to square away her debts. Given her short lived "spy" involvement.. Oh he was stacking up a great deal in regard to his sister .. but he didn't dwell on that much instead of answering her he kept the skiff moving. water being worked through with it's own sound .. .. the sky was still dark and lightening could still be seen cracking a different points..
(23:30:11 )
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- A mysterious woman arrives, her voice exotic, and mesmerizing she is the elusive Storyteller of the Spider people. Here to enhance your roleplay. -
says to |*..Senza cuore intento.: It wasn’t long before you would notice you were in one of the smaller waterways, the current of the water beneath you was strong and it would allow you to use the oars to propel you all along the way. The skiffs were well made and secure, there were two oars in each of the skiffs, and large enough to hold a max of four people but would suit 3 comfortably. You could tell the skiffs had been there a while, they were very dirty.
Just past this small waterway, broke off into three or for more smaller waterways, a main waterway, and then the crossings, the currents were strong. Did you want to go further to the Var (North), Rim (east), Vask(South), or Klim(west). Another flash of lightning went through the area, if you were away from the docks, you would see along the waterway, the rafts but there was only one left, and the second one had been destroyed, but by what?
(23:43:15 )
|*..Senza cuore intento.. *|
Valencia of Schendi
|"There is no greater expression than the written word"|
...You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?...
...You better watch yourself...
|Scribe|Legalist|
-[ Northern Swamp Quadrant ]-
- You are in the northern area of the swamp, several hundred pasang into the treacherous and web domain of the spider people. -
says to ALL: I noticed the shift in the water beneath the skiff and while we were on two. I knew the woman and her people which if I wasn't mistaken there were four of them on one .. but I was looking to where the waterways went in different directions. But that wasn't the curious thing for me , what was even more curious were rafts broken and left here like some macabre reminder of something long since past? .. Or was it really in the past , I could help but feel a shudder move down my spine then
(Rashad)
Oar churning beneath murky depths , he decided to manuever along easter portion Vim .. he knew his directional points given his time aboard a ship.. and he knew this way or felt it would lead him to where he wanted to go . Given if he had to stay on this skiff with Val any longer he'd might toss her to the sharks .. slowly manuevering between narrow points. His hands moved the oar from right to left well paddling upon each side equally he could feel muscles within his arms and shoulders tensing , but he knew he was also better at paddling by himself than asking her for help. More lighting flashed and he wondered himself about the rafts but he didn't dwell on it much .. fog was still hanging with it's hard to see hold upon the surroundings.
(23:46:23 )
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- A mysterious woman arrives, her voice exotic, and mesmerizing she is the elusive Storyteller of the Spider people. Here to enhance your roleplay. -
says to |*..Senza cuore intento.: It wasn't long before, you started upon the smaller waterway. You would see the torch light from the Outpost, it stood almost two stories, one building, a wrap around deck, and dock. There were torches all around the docks, and upper deck. the building small in size, but it looked inviting, but the question truthfully was, was it really inviting?
(00:00:17 )
|*..Senza cuore intento.. *|
Valencia of Schendi
|"There is no greater expression than the written word"|
...You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?...
...You better watch yourself...
|Scribe|Legalist|
-[Outpost Docks]-
-Stretched around the outer area of the Outpost, is a small set of docks, you can tie up your skiff,s and head up the stairs, you may be charged a fee if the proprietor thinks about it. -
says to ALL: (Rashad)
Looking ahead and seeing they were getting closer to another dock. Water was really beginning to change here from it's free flow to a steady but strong downward release. He wasn't sure what to expect once stopped the skiff and well moved it to where it would be easier for Val to get off. He stood at 6'6 and weighed 230lbs .. he wore a tunic with trousers and boots.. upon his left and right hip were daggers both 10 inches in length. The blade he had used previously to cut down bushes and low hanging branches was settled within a holder on the front of his pack ..22 inches from hilt to tip .. kinda looked like a machete (if gor doesn't have them .. Next equivalent) .. Within the torch light anyone who seen him come off that skiff would of immediately noticed him as a man of Schendi... Once he took a step onto the dock it was then he reached out to help Valencia..
I wondered how much longer it would be and once my mind began to wander it that was when I heard a thud of skiff meeting dock. Blinking a few times wondering where exactly we were , looking past the torch light and seeing a two story building.. which told me I was right there were people around here but what kind of people was new to me. Dressed my self in a light blue tunic that was damp due to exertion , and held by a belt around my waist in order to make sure it didn't fall off of me. Trousers as well as boots.. hair was now sprouting in humidity induced curls from singular onyx braid.. When I took his hand and climbed off I heard the rest following suit I looked to him and said ... "where are we?" .. I didn't think he would know but without a word we began to move off the docks.. and toward awaiting structure
(00:06:53 )
-[STORYTELLER]-
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- A mysterious woman arrives, her voice exotic, and mesmerizing she is the elusive Storyteller of the Spider people. Here to enhance your roleplay. -
says to |*..Senza cuore intento.: There were two men leaning against several crates there, one had a rep cloth upon his nose, another had a wrapped up piece of ice to the bottom of his jaw, one of them wore a collar. The free man couldn’t speak for the moment, the thrall looked over, it was evident they both had or were in the same fight. The thrall looked worse for ware, his face was black and blue along the left side, he cleared his throat and spit towards the water.
“Tal Master, “ he said to Rashad, and he looked to the woman, “Tal Mistress”
The lad looked around, seeing the others and greeted them each individually.
“Welcome to the Outlaw Pass Outpost, home to the faction of Outlaws, known as the Swamp Forest Regulators” he said with much confidence.
As the thrall had spoke several men, and women appeared upon the docks.
The thrall looked , “Don’t mind them, they won’t bother you.” He pointed to the stairs,
“There is fresh drinks, food, and lodging upstairs, the rooms are expensive, but warm. “
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