Trip to Ar Day 1

The chat's topic is: Aboard the Serpent RedTarn moving south

Perrin forgot where he was so settles on some sea bags near the front of the ship with Amara, relaxing until its his turn at the steering oar again

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� settles beside Him

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL splices fresh strands into the heavy braid as she works, the simple task soothing and matching the pattern of the waves

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aint touchin him no more

Perrin chuckles and settles back into his seat on the bag

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks at Him afraid to touch him again

Perrin grins and looks back as the crewman fishing hauls over a grunt with a grunt, grinning at Amara

Perrin : looks like your dinner was just caught

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles to Him

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : wonderful

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i just cant eat bosk

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : their eyes are too pretty

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� leans back

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : if we weren't supposed to eat 'em why did the Sjies make them taste good?

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : *Skies too

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i dont know

Perrin chuckles and rises, walking over and drawing his knife, using it to whack the fish on the head

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� watches her love

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : .

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : did i moof))

Perrin takes the now skull-crushed fish and lifts it up, making a couple of quick cuts to remove the head and tail, another pair of quick slices serving to fillet the critter, taking the pair of large fillets and setting them aside

Perrin : no>>

Perrin used some r/t fish filleting techniques there lol>>>

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles

Perrin : are you gonna want some parsits to go with this critter?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : if it is ok if not ill be fine

Perrin : can get khawala with a net to get some fresh ones...

Perrin looks around

Perrin : did khawala get off somewhere with Njal?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : I think so

Perrin : eh... Ill be sure to give her some of the fish she catches...

Perrin bellows out "khawala!!!!!!!!!!"

Perrin shrugs and takes up the next fish dropped to the deck, giving it a sharp rap to the head before making the quick slices to remove the fillets from it, tossing the rest into a bucket to be used as bait as he sets the fillets onto a platter with the oth

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : I think she is longgone

Perrin looks at Amara

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL eeps at the yells and comes out of the deep sleep she'd drifted into, skittering over with a dazed expression

Perrin : how much fish are you going to want? most of the crew will prefer the bosk... soooo

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : two fillets maybe

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� crawls low to the flooring looking to the tarp then around, moaning and clutching belly, crawling low as she can go, whimpering as she tries to gain height to kneel, whispering

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : greetings Jarl

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : greetings Mistress

Perrin the tarp is tented around 4'-5' tall>>>

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : leorah

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� takes a long gulp, remembering how terribly she hates being on a boat, looks to Mistress

Perrin : khawala... get that net and start sweeping along the side of the ship for parsit fish...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� shakes head at all the seasick slaves

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : yes Mistress?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : go to kha and get a dose of that seasick preventive

Perrin points to the smaller net towards the front of the ship as he ducks the next fish from Oleg

Perrin : hey! watch it t'ere fella...

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : yes Mistress

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� shuffles round, blinking eyes then seeing khawala, crawling on hard knees across to her and sitting sideways croaking

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : greetings sis, got seasick stuff?

Perrin whacks that fish too, making the quick cuts to slice the fillets away from the bone, tossing them over onto the platter before throwing the sliced fish back at Oleg

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : you almost had a rather finny hat their love

Perrin : I know...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye leorah... it actually is working really well, Tuchuk just don't do boats... you need to take a spoonful every 6 ahn or so

Perrin : crazy crewmen...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles to kha seeing her generosity and takes note to reward her

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� nods to her thankfully, looking round for it

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL hands her the bottle with a smile and goes to gather the nets to pull along the side of the serpent before anyone started getting ideas about using bonds for fish bairt on the ore

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : *aor sheesh

Perrin wipes his knife blade off on a cloth and sheaths it, digging around at the back of the ship until he finds another piece of string, tying a hook to it tightly

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� watches Perrin

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� takes the bottle quickly then takes a swig of it in hopes it will do the trick, then sets it down, sitting waiting for a miricle in her stomach

Perrin looks around, eyes scanning for storms and the like to the south before looking around the ship as he slips one of the grunt livers onto the hook, making sure its on securely

Perrin : you want to fish Amara?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : sure

Perrin holds the hook and line out to her

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks at it

Perrin : its easy... just throw it over the side, keep one hand on the line so you can feel when the fish takes the bait, then just yank

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� tosses the line over the side resting her hand on the line

Perrin : under...

Perrin : like this...

Perrin takes her hand and turns it over, raising it a bit so she will feel any tug on the line

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� looks to her sis trying to figure what manner of chore she might be doing, rubbing belly and imagining she can feel a settling there

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : oh

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� feels a tug and yanks yelling

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : NOW WHAT

Perrin : pull

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� as it yanks back

Perrin : use the knots in the line to pull it in...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� pulls hard a fish flips over and lands in her lap

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : HEYYY I caught one

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� gasps lookign to the watery beasts slithering round in Mistress lap

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : umm Love

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : get it offf

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL hauls in the net hand-over-hand to try and dump the squiggling parsits to the deck... almost tumbling overboard with a startled yelp before she can pull it completely to the deck to spill the silvery fish

Perrin chuckles and lifts the fish, sticking his thumb in the fish's mouth before picking it up and working the hook out of its mouth, drawing his knife again and whacking it in the noggin to kill it for cutting up

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� waits for the line so she can do it again

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� is sooo glad she wore an OLD patched up dress

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� waits for the liver so she can hook it again

Perrin sets the fish down and takes the hook again, chuckling as he takes some other fish part and hooks it

Perrin : there you go...

Perrin holds it out to her, chuckling

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� laugh and tosses it over holding it like he showed her waiting

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� feels a jerk and pulls again using the knots going in three to have it pull back two

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : I aint believin this fish wishes to be dinner

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� strains trying to draw in the fish leaning back bracing her feet against the railing

Perrin watches the crewmen with nothing better to do start boning and cutting up the parsit fish, one, Njal it looks like, swatting khawala on the rump with one of the still wiggling fish

Perrin grins and chuckles

Perrin : careful Amara...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� pulls harder

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� jerks back again straining gianing another knot

Perrin reaches over and helps Amara pull on the line, hand over hand, knot after knot slowly tugging the thrashing fish closer

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : what the heck is that

Perrin looks chuckling

Perrin : its a white bellied grunt... a big one too

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : well i aint getting that one off

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : sheesh

Perrin : no... I will... let go of the line for an ehn...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ok

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i think

Perrin waits for her to let go of the line and then slowly lets the line slip through his hands knot by knot, keeping it tight so the fish doesnt slip the hook, planning on letting the big sumbitch tire hisself out before pulling him in

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : lets go

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL leans way out over the rail and points

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� sets back on the bags thinking shes done fishin for awhile

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : what's that bigger fish chasin' the one on the line?

Perrin looks over and chuckles as he starts pulling on the line again, glancing back over his shoulder

Perrin : that...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks

Perrin : would be a shark

Perrin : and its lookin to have yalls dinner for dinner...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i dont like sharks

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : quick throw it a thrall

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL snickers in spite of herself

Perrin keeps pulling the line as fast as he can, Sven stringing his bow and drawing an arrow to his cheek, releasing the arrow in the direction of the shark

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� watches the thralls scatter

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : I was kidding

Perrin : could always distract it with a bondmaid on an oar...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : that could be entertaining

Perrin keeps pulling the line in... knot after knot, hand over hand, the wind picking up and shifting slightly from a new direction

Perrin <Reider> shifts on the steering oar to compensate for the new direction of the wind, calling out instructions to re-fasten the sail to keep it on course

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL grimaces

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� watches wanting to see the fish

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : redose kha

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� shudders hearing of the oar, squirming backward

Perrin : leorah... you and khawala gather up the fish the crewmen are cutting and put it into whatever pot Gorm says...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL nods and dives for the bottle to swallow a spoonful before the queasiness sets in

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : aye Mistress

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye Jarl

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks to Perrin

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� wonders when he became a Mistress

Perrin keeps pulling the fish in, watching the shark still in pursuit, Sven finally getting a clear shot at the shark as it comes up after the large grunt as it is lifted from the water, pulling it knot over knot up over the edge of the boat

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� crawls out toward the crewmen then halts, holding her stomach and blinking sickly feeling eyes wincing saying...

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : yes Jarl... ill... getting confused

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : shouldnt be ill you were dosed

Perrin snags the fish with his thumb in its mouth, working the hook loose and dropping it into the ship

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : heheheh that s bigger n yours Oleg

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� bites lip, cringing then scuttling over toward the crewmen, intent on finding a bucket and checking it is clean before settling, not daring to look to them

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL starts scooping up teh slithery parsits to dump into the kettle, a few managing to slip slickly from the grip and flop again to the deck

Perrin chuckles and draws his knife, using the brass hilt to crack the fish over the head to stop its wiggling before quickly making the slices to remove the fillets, thick wide and long, from the sides of the fish, flipping it over and repeating

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� watches leaning back agian closing her eyes

Perrin wipes his knife off and tosses the remains of the fish over the rail for the shark, carrying the long thick fillets up to Gorm and setting them down "T'ere y' go"

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� dives hands into the massy of wiggling slimey fish flesh, dunking each handful violently into the bucket and grinning bravely toward her sis

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i think Love i wont fish for a bit if thats alright

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL giggles soft guessing leorah probably didn't grow up as a wagon beast

Perrin hears a low rumbling and looks to the northwest, looking back at Amara

Perrin : t'ats fine... I t'ink we 'ave enough fish t' feed y' til we get t' Lydius

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� nods quietly

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : its gonna storm isnt it

Perrin : nay...

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� picks up a parsitthat seems to be dancing wildly, trying to grapple it in both hands, squealing first with frustration then with good humour, eventually opening fingers like a cage and surrounding it deftly, clamping and virtually throwing the thing

Perrin points to the northwest over the starboard side of the ship

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks where he points

Perrin : see... you can see t'e storm way back t'ere

Perrin watches as lightning arcs between the clouds and the surface of Thassa

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles to Him

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : tis lovely isnt it?

Perrin : its a good... 10 pasangs behind us... and we do be 'eaded sout' away from it

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : smiles good

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� remembering the last storm

Perrin : just in case...

Perrin looks around, calling "First group of rowers... Oars OUT!" helping Amara away from the rail as ten crewmen move to their spots, putting the oars out

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� rises and moves with Perrin

Perrin : if the rowers are going to be working any length of time, we can alternate t'e 8 extra crewmen wit' t'e ot'ers to keep some fresh at all times

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� smartly rises, yanking buckets clear, fearful of being found to be in the way, hurrying clear of the men

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� stands near Perrin close watching the hustling activity

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL grins seeing Njal isn't among the first rowers

Perrin moves with Amara out of the way, walking with her and ducking under the tented boskhide, squeezing her hand "stay near the front of the awning... Ill call if yall need to strap in"

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks to Him

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye love

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� lays down feeling really tired

Perrin winks at her and ducks back out from under the awning, looking at khawala and leorah

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� swiftly glides over, forgetitng her own feelings, nestling next to Mistress, quietly whispering

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : Mistress might she do anything to help You please?

Perrin : almost done with those fish khawala?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : nay just need to rest hun

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL peeks up

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : aye Mistress, she sees You are very fatigued now

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye Jarl i think we got 'em all

Perrin looks at Gorm "possible storm coming... how close is that to finished?"

Perrin <Gorm> gives the stew in the larger copper pot a stir and looks back along the ship, then at Perrin "It will be finished before that storm catches us"

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles to her

Perrin nods

Perrin : ok... wrap a rope around your waist and get leorah t' do t'e same... yall fill waterskins from t'e barrels here and take water t' t'e crew... one of y' t' each side

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� sleeps lightly

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� perks up hearing her name but not entirely understanding, other than hearing of ropes and waist, neatly trying to obey, straining to fiddle with rope

Perrin hears the crewmen starting up a song, their oars rising and falling in time to the songs beat, the wind keeping the sail full as the oars help propel the ship swiftly through the water, making his way back along the edge of the awning to the stern

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� awakens and shifts covering with a fur feeling the contractions and remembering the long talk with Ogrun before she left of labor and all the steps an d of what she should be experiencing this month she knows these are just those and nothing more

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL sighs cause this kind of binding isn't nearly as fun as....

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL helps tie a line firmly around leorah's waist and fasten to one of the rings on board, huddling down beneath the tarp watching the clouds

Perrin stops near Reider, chuckling as he is greeted with "I saw it... It wont catch the RedTarn", nodding to the long time captain of his ship as he looks back towards the storm

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� stretches after the nap and sits up

Perrin looks at Reider "let me know when you want me to take a shift at the steering oar", moving back up to the tented bosk hide awning and ducking under it, settling down on his sea bag

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks to Perrin

Perrin : it doesnt look like the storm will catch us... the waves might get a bit rough... but not as bad as the last storm we were in

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i would be scared to be in a storm like that now love

Perrin smiles and takes her hand

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� squeezes His tightly

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : not for myself

Perrin : the RedTarn is a hella ship... it would be fine no matter w'at

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i know it is

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� hears the Jarl, looking upward, groaning at the mere thought of a rough storm, realising even being secured to the ship wont make her feel remotely like paradise

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� remembers being thrown around the last time hand going protectively to her middle

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL wonders vaguely why anyone would want to travel other than by wagon or kaiila

Perrin thinks it might have something to do with the rough terrain of Torvaldsland making it difficult for wagons to pass... and the fact that Serpentships shit less than kaiila or bosk do

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� rests her cheek agianst Perrins shoulder

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : bah bosk poo is a good thing, you can build fires or seal walls with it

Perrin grins cuz you can also stuff tuchuk bondmaids in it iffn they get mouthy

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL eeps

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� yawnnnnns and stretches attempting to sit upright again

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : welcome back love

Perrin : thankee

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL fights not to giggle as She has to roll a bit to get up

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks at kha casting a goodnatured glare

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL grins and offers a hand

Perrin : ok... time for me t' take anot'er round at t'e steering oar...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� takes it pulling herself up

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye Love

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks up to Him

Perrin kisses Amara's cheek and rises, slipping out from under the awning and walking to the back of the ship

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles eyes following Him adoringly

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : girls

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : did you water the crew?

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL peeks up

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� thought the waves did that

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : no Mistress... do They need to be watered kind of like the sa-tarna?

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : nay Mistress, she is all tied up with something right now

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ok

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL darts out of the way and laughs to go collect one of the heavy waterskins and sling it over her shoulder

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks tothe long rope and wonders what

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL weaves down the row of benches, grunting a little beneath the weight, offering the spike of the waterskin to each from their exertions on the oar

RolanCT sits idle on the deck of the Heavy roundship Charaltan playing dice with the crew sails down and ship lisping to its starboard side

RolanCT several crew steadily working a pump wate flowing fro it into the sea

Perrin takes the spot at the steering oar, wrapping the rope around his waist as he leans against the oar, keeping the RedTarn on course, looking up as Ord, taking his place at the top of the mast, calls out about a ship in the distance to starboard

RolanCT (lookout) shouts down Serpent coming up from Aft pointing

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� loosens the ropes, rushing bare feet over the boards, grasping at the wobbly skin of the bota and approaching the mighty crewmen, trembling to offer watery refreshment

RolanCT a half score of crew crowd the rail then scatter appearing in panic the oars slowly begin rowing

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL settles down the waterskin as she reaches the end of her row... darting to the starboard side of the serpent and wiggling up on tiptoes trying to see the ship

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Love?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : can i please come out i need to walk

Perrin looks up at Ord, then off to starboard, then looking towards the awning

Perrin : aye...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� rises with great difficulty like rolling to knees then standing to walk out from under the awning

RolanCT starts to move slowly the drum beating a quick beat the oars struggling to match it

Perrin calls out to Ord "keep watch on it. look all around it for accompanying ships", looking along the ship "Crews, all rowers to their stations til this ship is past"

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� rushes back, attentively lingering near Mistress in case She needs support or anything as she walks

RolanCT watches the approaching Serpent from His spot then stands up yelling at Orin and Ivo to call Rest Its Perrin Ship the Red Tarn

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� kinda falls in quietly behind Mistress after waterint the crew, heeling Her attentively yet discreetly

RolanCT steps to the rail and Bellows across

RolanCT : TAL PERRIN

Sierra�Deklan�RTL humming a soft song as I leave a small room where I've put the children to sleep

Sierra�Deklan�RTL hears a loud voice and looks to see who it is...thinking it sounds like Rolan

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks around

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� sees the ship and asks

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : is that ship sinking?

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL grins hearing the yell, waving wildly at the crew across the way

Perrin calls to the crew "Half crew... ship oars and take in the sail" watching the crewmen carry out his orders

Perrin : Tal Rolan!

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� moves agianst the rail as teh crew run about trying to get out of the way

Sierra�Deklan�RTL goes looking for everyone....

RolanCT : How Goes The Sailing Perrin

Perrin : its going...

Perrin looks at the ship

Perrin : having problems there?

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : may she please go leave 911 please? )

Perrin : aye>>

ļę�ŗąħ�M�Şh�ł� : thank You Master, she wishes the Free well ))

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : well wishs

RolanCT : No But Pirates like easy looking prey whats easier then a limping roundship

Perrin chuckles

Perrin : t'ats true...

Sierra�Deklan�RTL goes to Amara...looking at Rolan's ship with curiosity

Perrin : we are just 'eaded t' Lydius...

Perrin : redistributed the ballast to accomplish the list?

RolanCT : Huntings good South of there but to many passerbys

RolanCT : No I got ten tons of rocks hanging over the side I just cyut them and go When I need to

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL giggles at His creativity

Perrin chuckles and nods

Perrin : may want to add some to the other side to make her ride lower in the water... as it is it looks fishy... may be why the pickings are slim

Sierra�Deklan�RTL listening intently...

Sierra�Deklan�RTL waves to my Brother

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� waves to ROlan as she stops to rest on her walk

RolanCT : Well I got no Cargo aboard I can't help but ride High Men take up to much space with not enough weight

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL wonders how many Men... hmms to herself

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : how are you feeling, Amara?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : apart from contractions fine

RolanCT : Tried pouring sand on the floor of the holds a foot deep but got tired of sand in MY boots

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Ogrun said they are normal

Sierra�Deklan�RTL nods gently saying

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : yes...

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : did you at least get to sleep?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye after i got the beggar out of my ribs

RolanCT : Picking are slim because of all the traffic below Lydius I started a rumor two hands ago of a Roundship sailing south filled with pelts and ivory

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : He likes the ship hes been calm the whole time

Sierra�Deklan�RTL chuckles

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : sounds about right....

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : same with Mine...they haven't peeped once , cept when they wanted to eat

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL envies the infants not knowing they are on a floating deathtrap that could sink and get us all fed to the sea sleen and sharks

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks for somewhere to sit

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� finds a coil of rope and perches on it

RolanCT : Sea should Be fairly clear To the South till You reach Lydius Perrin

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : could use a few deck chairs, h mm?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : I caught a bigger fish then Oleg

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye im alright

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i think once my shopings done

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : Oh how wonderful

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : oh

Perrin : aye...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : I think once my shopping s done ill set Perrin lose on the bathhouses or whatever it is free Men do... i ll just hole up

Sierra�Deklan�RTL laughs..

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : oh we can find a cafe and sip on tea and eat yummies to our heart's content

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : yummies?

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : oh, cookies, pastries...

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : all that good stuff

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : I just dont think hes gonna like my pace laughs have to stop then have to pee need to sit and wait .... cant be fun for him

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : nay i cant have that stuff unfortunately Ogrun said limit them

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : oh, He won't mind...as long as He's with you

Sierra�Deklan�RTL blinks...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL ponders what she'll get to do... probaby carry packages... laughs soft and watches the horizon

Perrin : brb

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : welcome back ROlan)

RolanCT : TY

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i hope your right Sis

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : welcome back Jarl)

RolanCT : Well Perrin I wish You a pleasant Trip igonna try MY luck abit forther west towards the Islands

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : good luck Rolan

RolanCT : Be Well Amara

RolanCT : BE Well Sister

Sierra�Deklan�RTL waves again and calls out

RolanCT Roundship turns slowly as the oars begin rowing moving off to the west

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : Take Care Brother!

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : .

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : ..

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ok

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : sorry, making a sandwich...lol))

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ok

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : so...

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : how long will it take us to get to Ar?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i dont know

Sierra�Deklan�RTL nods

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : and we are stopping in Lydius, right?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : yes

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Lydius and a few othr places Perrin mentioned

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Im really very excited

Perrin : actual time... will take around a week... in RP time though... will take around 25 days.... >>>>

Sierra�Deklan�RTL ponders...

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : wow...

Sierra�Deklan�RTL thinks Deklan is going to miss me

Perrin : day 1, to Lydius... day 2, to Koroba... day 3, to the Vosk... day 4, to Venna... day 5, to Ar... roughly lol>>>

Perrin : and Im bout to have to go and get my dinner and such... so Ill be home as soon as I can>>>

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : okies...)

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : okay

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : so, khawala..I take it you aren't fond of the sea

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL peeks up

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : not terribly Mistress... wagon people like to be close to the earth

Sierra�Deklan�RTL nods...

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : I do understand...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : thankfully Mistress Amara had a seasickness tonic for this ride

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles to kha

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : nay

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Hes a fat ole snugglebutt

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : laughs

Perrin : I am not old

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : Hope Perrin doesn't think you're talking about him

Sierra�Deklan�RTL bol

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL giggles

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Perrin isnt fat

Perrin Ill be slow for a bit... eatin dinner>>>

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : \bah i still don't know what i wanna make... arrgh)

Perrin didnt wanna make nothin... is why I bought a P'zone from pizza hut lol

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : oh gods I wanna try one of those)

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : dont even know what it is

Perrin : its a pizza folded over lol

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : they're good... can pick it up and eat it )

Perrin : well... this one Im almost done eatin is pretty good... its the 'classic' >>>

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i like the gyro calzones

Perrin : and, well, you know me... had to get the meat stuffed one too lol

Perrin : but thatll be breakfast in the mornin with my coffee lol

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : you better hide it from your nephew and niece

Perrin grins evilly

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i didnt climbt he mast love but i raced kha around the ship and won

Perrin : hide what?>>>

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL fights not to rolls her eyes and laughs

Perrin nods at Amara dubiously

Perrin : and if you didnt climb the mast... why would you need to tell me you didnt climb the mast?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ummm

Perrin waits for -that- explanation

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� shifts a little

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� ahem

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i just thought about it reallly hard

Perrin : and so you had to deny climbing the mast?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : yes

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : no

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : huh?

Perrin chuckles at her

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� holds breathe

Perrin : nothing... have yall eaten?

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL thinks climbing the mast sounds kind of how She got preggers to begin with

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : jeez oh petes Sierra how long do these things last

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : no

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i didna eat

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : well....

Perrin : khawala... leave Njal alone and go up to the front of the ship and get three bowls of stew... one bosk... one fish... and... whichever Sierra wants

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : they shouldn't last more than 15 seconds

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : bosk please

Perrin : just on a totally unrelated note... did yall know a pig's orgasm (I think it was a pig) lasts for 30 minutes?>>>

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : please tel Gorm extra veggies

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : pleaseeeeeeeeee

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL peeks up ... 'cause she'd already worn Njal out.

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye Jarl

Perrin thinks thats why he told her to leave the puir fella alone>>>

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : (and their penis is shaped like a corkscrew... )

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : omg laughs

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : lol

Perrin : now see I didnt know that... or really need to lol>>>

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : runs off to eat dinner))

Perrin : just imagine the mess if a human male orgasmed for 30 minutes... >>>

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : octuplets

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : omg... i watched Dirty Jobs where they... collected from a boar... i swear there was a full cup of sample_

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� nods affirmatively

Perrin : that reminds me of a joke...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : oh lord

Perrin : this old man goes to the doctor cuz hes having erectile problems...

Perrin : the doctor gives him a sample jar and tells him to collect a sperm sample and bring it back next week...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL laughs and darts up towards the bow, filling a bowl with the fish stew and making sure extra veggies made it in... filling two others with the bosk stew and balancing them back to the covered area

Perrin : the man brings the jar back the next week and its empty... so the doctor asks him why its empty

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL folds to kneeling to offer the bowls, listening to the story

Perrin : the man said "well, first I tried it with my right hand and nothing... then I tried it with my left hand and got nowhere... then my wife tried it with both hands and nothing..."

Perrin : the doctors listening to this just amazed... and the man goes on... "then my wife took out her teeth and tried it and -still- nothing... then we got our neighbor out of bed and she tried it and still nothing"

Perrin : the doctor was just amazed "you got your -neighbor- to help you with this?"

Perrin : the man nodded "yes, then when she couldnt get it done her daughter tried but to no avail... then her son got out of bed and he gave it a try"

Perrin : the doctors jaw was on the ground "You got her -son- to help get you a sample?"

Perrin : the old man looked at the doctor like he was crazy... "hell no, what do you think I am? a pervert? We couldnt get the lid off the fucking jar"

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : knew that was cummin

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : lol

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL dies laughin

Perrin grins and takes his bowl of stew from khawala

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : Another elderly gentleman goes in for his yearly physical... the doctor asks how he's doing, and he says "I'm 80 years old, I have a 20 year old wife, and she's pregnant. What do you think of that?"

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : The doctor ponders a moment... then says... "Well, I'd like to tell you a story. There was a gentleman about your age who was an avid hunter....

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : One day he was taking his daily walk, and came around a bend in the trail, seeing a huge beaver. He reached for his rifle, and realized he forgot it that day.

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : So he lifted his cane jokingly and pointed it at the beaver and yelled 'BANG". And the beaver fell down dead. So what do you figure happened?

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : The old man thinks a moment... "Well, I'd have to say someone else took a shot at that beaver!"

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : The doctors just replied... "exactly."

Perrin chuckles

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL just kinda grins and offers Her the bowl of fish stew, keeping her nose well away from all those fish and veggies and things

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : takes it and smiles thanks kha

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL smiles to Her and leaves the other bowl for Mistress Sierra's return

Perrin : grab me one of those ship loaves of bread (just like a normal loaf, only smaller) and bring me one of the botas of mead

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� practically inhales the stew

Perrin looks over as a crewman protests him getting mead "Oh shut up... Im t'e boss, you'll get your mead when y' get t' Lydius"

Perrin grins at the crewman "besides... iffn I gave y' mead... I would 'ave t' cut y' off from t'e bondmaids for t'e remainder o' t'e trip", laughing at the mans sudden change of heart

Perrin : I t'ought so

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� sets the bowl aside

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL stifles a laugh at the ease He commands teh crewmen and darts to the stores to find one of the heavy botas and a loaf of the bread... skittering back to His feet and working teh stopper from the skin

Perrin : do y' want some more o' t'e stew Amara?

Perrin : I c'n 'old off feedin khawala til she gets y' some more

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : was fixin to get it

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : its ok ill get it

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL scowls slightly

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : i can get it Mistress

Perrin : let her get it... she needs t'e rest after wearing Njal out...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� rises to her feet squatting to retrieve the bowl and heads off to find Gorm

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : alright

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� offers the bowl to kha

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL smiles and accepts the bowl in slender fingers, leaving the bread and mead for Him and weaving through the press of bodies again to the bow, begging a refill of the bowl and inhaling softly of the breezes as she returns to fold to kneeling

Perrin tears half of the bread off and holds it out to Amara

Perrin grins

Perrin : now y' dont 'ave t' inhale it

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� takes it from Him smiling

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : we are starving

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� eats the bread perty quickly

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : back

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� sits back down popping the last piece of bread in her mouth

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL peeks around the crew considering how she might be fed... erm... shakes it off with an angelic look

Perrin offers her the other half of the bread

Perrin : we have more bread....

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : no more bread

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� takes the bowl from khahaving totally missed the post

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : thanks hun

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL falls back in now that there are people here and uncupped

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i think i read half then the last part

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : and missed the back to your knees

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : is my pleasure Mistress

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles and eats the stew bout half then says

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : wanna see something funny

Sierra�Deklan�RTL : uh huh

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : you do?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : guess not

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� shrugs and finishes the stew

Perrin : I do

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : i dooo

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ok

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks around

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� grabs a piece of rope

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� reclines back and places the bowl with spoon and rope on her belly

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : watch

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : he will kick the bowl off then the rope

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL watches intently

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� the bowl bounces a couple times then slidse off with a clatter

Perrin chuckles watching

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� stomach rolls as he goes for the rope kicking it off the other side

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : smart lil bugger

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL giggles

Perrin grins

Perrin : must take after his momma... dont want nobody interruptin his space...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : (my first would go absolutely ballistic when she felt the ultrasound wand to hear the heartbeat and kick the hell out of it)

Perrin grins

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks to Perrin

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� picsk up the bowl and spoon and rises to return them to the kitchen

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� or whereever))

Perrin chuckles

Perrin : ummmm Amara

Perrin : let seasick do it

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : I need to walk

Perrin tears off a chunk of bread and dips it in the stew, taking a big bite and then dipping it again and holding it out to khawala

Perrin : did you not get enough exercise racing khawala around the ship?

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL mumbles... "strung up" and "seasick" weren't enticing names really

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL smiles brightly and accepts the piece, savoring the taste of the bosk on the bread, mumbling "fank foo Farlf"

Perrin tears another chunk off of the bread and uses it to scoop the stew into his mouth, biting the dipped part off and dipping again to scoop more into his mouth

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� hands the bowl back to Gorm smiling

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : wonderful as usual thankyou

Perrin dips the bread again and bites off another chunk of it, scooping up a couple of pieces of bosk and holding them out to khawala on the bread

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL accepts the bread with slender fingers, the gratitude showing in the depths of gaze

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� returns and settles again

Perrin holds the stew down to khawala "finish t'at little tuchuk", leaning over to hug Amara "I 'ave t' go 'n' check wit' Reider, see 'ow 'es doin... Ill be back"

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL smiles warmly and murmurs her thanks, dipping fingers to the bowl and suckling clean

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ok

Perrin takes a deep swig out of the mead and corks it, taking it with him to give Reider a drink, slipping out from under the awning to head aft

Perrin heads aft, the ships slight rocking with the waves not even noticed anymore as he walks, holding the mead out to Reider to take a drink "'ows it lookin?"

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL scrapes the last bits of gravy and meat from the bowl and carries it to the bow, rinsing with a small supply of fresh water and wiping dry, looking out over the waning light from the west

Perrin <Reider> takes the bota and drinks deeply, leaning against the steering oar to hold it in place, lowering the mead and holding it out to Perrin "I would say we arent that far of a sail from Lydius. Especially if the wind holds"

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL wonders if cocoa beans are grown anywhere near Lydius, grinning a lil

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� settles back on the furs

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : well then

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : ( mumbles cause my sloppy joe is too sloppy... meh)

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : oh

Katiyah_FC_Bart rising from where I have been seated, stretching a bit and smiling, thankful that Perrin was able to contact Bart so that I might be able to come on the trip, smiling as I see him and Amara

Katiyah_FC_Bart : greetings Perrin

Perrin waves from the stern

Katiyah_FC_Bart : ashoge for helping me to come with

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Tal Katiyah am happy to see You have joined us after all

Perrin : Tal Katiyah... no problem

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL smiles warmly to Her

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : greetings Mistress

Katiyah_FC_Bart : greetings sweet Amara

Katiyah_FC_Bart : i am happy to be here Amara

Katiyah_FC_Bart smiles big to kha

Katiyah_FC_Bart : greetings sweetling

Perrin looks at Reider "Keep us on course... let me know if you need me to spell you", grinning and slinging the bota over his shoulder, heading back towards the awning, slipping under it and settling on his sea bag

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL takes a note of the approximate ahn and tugs the bottle of tonic from the pack and downing a spoonful to keep her dinner down

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles watching kha

Katiyah_FC_Bart moving over to the side of the ship and looking down to the waters swirling by, hoping i might see one of the whales that i was told can sometimes be seen

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : at least its better than slave wine... ~nods sagely

Perrin chuckles at khawala, looking over at Katiyah

Perrin : if y' be lookin fer whales... t'ey would be over on t'e ot'er side o' t'e ship... deeper water

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� dozes again sitting up

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL mumbles to herself... "or back in the kitchens of the Holding, Hilde is a bit of a monster..."

Katiyah_FC_Bart hears Perrin I turn and smile big to him, then scooting past the oarsman I move across to the other side, looking out across the water, thinking how deep it mun be to hold sugh huge beasties, shivering again and deciding to move back to the middle....

Katiyah_FC_Bart looking nervously towards Perrin as I ask

Katiyah_FC_Bart : um...Perrin...this boat....it is nay very likely to tip over or sink is it?

Perrin : not wit'out a lot of 'elp...

Perrin points to the bottom of the ship

Perrin : she is shallow... for running up rivers...

Perrin points to first one side, then the other

Katiyah_FC_Bart looks at the bottom where he points

Perrin : and wide 'bottomed' for stability in open waters

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� wakens with a star t looking around

Perrin : t'e only ship more sea worthy t'an t'is one t'at I own... is Stigandi... 'n' she do be a merchant ship, so shes deep and wide... for even greater stability

Katiyah_FC_Bart nods as i look at the ship...offering up a silent prayer to the Priest Kings nay to let it tip...knowing i canna swim

Perrin sees the look and chuckles

Perrin : dont worry... after t'e storm Amara 'n' I went t'rough in her... I doubt t'e RedTarn will be sinking any time soon

Katiyah_FC_Bart sogt green eyes big as I hear him, I suddenly look up towards the sky praying there nay be any storms...even though I love them....please nay while I am on the ship

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� rises and walks to the railing needing some air

Perrin : besides... I offered a sacrifice t' Aegir 'n' Njord afore we left

Katiyah_FC_Bart looks to him

Katiyah_FC_Bart : are they better than the Priest Kings?

Perrin smiles

Perrin : t'ey are t'e gods of my people...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL looks a bit confuzzled by all the faith in Gods and such

Perrin : t'e gods of t'e T'assa

Perrin : some believe t'ey are t'e same deity... but t' be on t'e safe side, I sacrifice t' bot' of t'em

Perrin drinks from the bota of mead, setting it back between his feet

Katiyah_FC_Bart : are we going to Lydius first Perrin?

Perrin : aye...

Perrin : from t'ere we will be renting tarns t' get t' Koroba

Katiyah_FC_Bart smiles at the thought of flying on a tarn

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL groans

Katiyah_FC_Bart : can I fly the tarn by myself Perrin?

Perrin : if we can find one t'at 'as t'e control rig in t'e basket...

Katiyah_FC_Bart : but...

Katiyah_FC_Bart : i dinna want to be in a basket

Katiyah_FC_Bart : canna i ride like the Men do?

Perrin : no...

Katiyah_FC_Bart : tsk

Katiyah_FC_Bart mumbles about men having all the fun

Perrin : Im not one of those who subscribes to the whole... women riding tarns like men thing... in the books, the vast majority (99.some odd percent) of FW rode in baskets>>>

Katiyah_FC_Bart : welcome back Amara

Perrin : welcome back Amara

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : thanks

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� goes back to the railing and looks out over the water

Katiyah_FC_Bart looks to Amara

Katiyah_FC_Bart : are ye ok Amara? do you wish me to get you anything?

Katiyah_FC_Bart : Perrin?

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL gathers the five-strand rope and begins working at the round, hard... braid

Perrin : Aye?

Katiyah_FC_Bart : how much does a tarn cost?

Perrin : around a gold tarn... depending on the local market and other things...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : im sorry

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : no

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : im fine

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� turns back to the water

Katiyah_FC_Bart smiles to her

Katiyah_FC_Bart wondering to myself if Bart would let me buy a tarn.....well....if he would make me sell it if i returned with one...hmm...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : can i have a tarn? I could name it Fluffy and feed it verr...

Katiyah_FC_Bart giggles hearing kha

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : are we there yet

Katiyah_FC_Bart : are we there yet

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : are we there yet?

Perrin : no...

Perrin : I can always lower the sail and bring out the oars and extend the trip

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : sorry just had to ask

Perrin chuckles

Perrin : I know

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� turns back quietly watching the water

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : no tarn then either Jarl?

Perrin : no... no tarn khawala

Katiyah_FC_Bart : Perrin?

Perrin : do yall want to go ahead and arrive at Lydius and spend the night in an Inn?>>>

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : (works for me, laughs gently)

Katiyah_FC_Bart : i am fine with whatever you want

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i dont care whichever is easiest

Katiyah_FC_Bart : pardon I will be right back

Perrin chuckles

Perrin : well, that way we can just rent some tarns tomorrow during the day and be in Koroba tomorrow night>>>

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : ( can i raise hell in teh streets of Lydius? grins)

Perrin : only if you go and tell your owner everything you do>>>

Perrin chuckles

Perrin : ok... we head into Lydius for the 'night' and set out in the morning>>>

Katiyah_FC_Bart slips back

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : no fair... laughs)

Perrin grins

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Love?

Perrin : aye?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : did you happen to pack cloaks

Perrin : aye... always do for sea trips

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� whew

Perrin : welcome back Katiyah

Katiyah_FC_Bart : ashoge Perrin

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : cause that is one thng i didnt think of beings we were headed South forgot the tarn ride

Perrin : the baskets will be nice and warm

Perrin looks blandly innocent

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ahem

Perrin grins

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : well enjoy your flight i cant do baskets sorry

Perrin chuckles

Katiyah_FC_Bart : canna we just sit behind the Man that is controlling the tern, and hold on to his waist like we would riding a kailla?

Perrin : that depends... you want to ride behind Marius... or Gorm?

Perrin points to the fellow cooking

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL quietly reccomends she NOT ride behind Jarl Marius after He's been eating fish

Katiyah_FC_Bart looks at the man he points to, frowning a bit....then looking at all the other men rowing and seeing a very strong handsome looking one I smile and point to him, saying to Perrin

Katiyah_FC_Bart : canna I ride behind him?

Perrin looks over, chuckling

Perrin : you could...

Perrin : but he will be sailing back to the Landfall on the morning tide

Katiyah_FC_Bart : oh

Katiyah_FC_Bart sighs

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : can i just ride Jarl Njal?

Perrin : you already did that...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL grins impishly

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye Jarl

Katiyah_FC_Bart : do the baskets at least have openings so we can see out?

Perrin : aye...

Katiyah_FC_Bart : big ones so we can see everything?

M�Şh�ł�FŴ moves from the hull of the ship

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : You wanna see the ground... from way up there Mistress?

M�Şh�ł�FŴ : Tal Everyone

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL shudders

Perrin looks back as Reider calls for the crew to out oars, a pair of crewmen going to reef the sail to the spar, smiling

Perrin : We are making the turn towards Lydius now....

Katiyah_FC_Bart : greetings Shala

M�Şh�ł�FŴ : Hi Kat

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Tal Mashala

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL smiles warmly seeing Her

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : greetings Mistress

M�Şh�ł�FŴ : greetings hun

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : .

Perrin : Tal Mashala... just in time for the arrival in Lydius...

M�Şh�ł�FŴ : ok Perrin

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� stays at the railing watching the water

Katiyah_FC_Bart moves to stand near Amara, smiling at her, then watching the men working the ship and sail

Perrin slips out from under the awning, going back to take the steering oar from Reider, guiding the ship towards the entrance to the port as the crew sings, their oars rising and falling

Katiyah_FC_Bart smiles listening to the men singing, watching the city get closer and closer

The chat's topic is: Merchant Law City, Trade agreements sought, all are welcome. New construction & changes are taking place. Builders are needed,S-Zones

Lydius is a Free Port Merchant City open to all cultures & peoples.Merchant Code prohibits fighting in this Merchant Zone. ANYONE unsheathing a weapon & attacking in the Merchant Zone will be taken by NPC Guard & put on trial.Fighting allowed in the Arena

Perrin leans against the steering oar as the spar comes down, the crew reefing the sail to it as the oars rise and fall in a steady rhythm watching the city approaching slowly

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� moves around nearer to Perrin but out of the way

Perrin smiles at Amara as the crew lowers the spar and secures it in place the crew's song slow and loud as the oars rise and fall, the water glittering as it drops from the oars back into Thassa

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles back to Him

Katiyah_FC_Bart standing at the rail, watching the city getting closer

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL sways a bit with the rhythm of the oars

Perrin pulls the steering oar a bit, turning the ship to cut wide around a departing ship, the oars rising and falling steadily

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� rocks a bit into the rail hanging on

Katiyah_FC_Bart holding the railing, swaying with the motion of the ship, looking up at the mast way up there, wondering what it would be like to shimmy up it and ride the wind....smiling to myself

Perrin turns the ship back towards one of the public docks, leaning against the steering oar, the oars rising and falling slowly, calling out "slow forward", the song slowing as the oars slow, keeping the rhythm

Katiyah_FC_Bart feeling the ship slowing I try to stand without holding the rail, smill hands having to reach out to grab the rail every once in awhile

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL looks ahead to the lights of the city, inwardly cringing at the height of the walls, the closeness of the buildings

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� watches quietly

Perrin watches the dock drawing closer, the oars sliding slower through the water, the ship barely moving forward as it approaches the dock, at the last ihn the oars popping out of the water and going upright and bringing them inboard

Perrin starts tying the steering oar to the side of the ship as the crewmen secure the ship to the dock, finishing the securing of it and moving over, smiling to Amara and khawala

Perrin : I t'ink we do be 'ere...

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL looks a bit relieved at the nice, firm land, waiting the gangplank with a lil bounce on toes

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks to Perrin eyes conveying what lies in her heart better then words could

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : what do we need to grab

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : .

Perrin : everybody just grab their own stuff... cept you, Ill grab yours and mine

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL collects her Mistress' pack, slinging it over a slender shoulder and falling into feeling

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye Love

Perrin takes his sea bag and Amaras, hefting them onto his shoulder as Reider lays the gangplank across to the dock, taking her hand and making his way across with Amara, helping her

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles quietly moving carefully across so long on the water the ground feeling wierd beneath her feet stumbles a little

Perrin supports her, stepping back out of the way as the rest of the group from RTL cross from the ship to the dock carrying their gear

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� watches them unload holding Perrins arm legs feeling oddly rubbery knowing it will pass quick enough

ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL waits for Her to be steady before charging eagerly down the gangplank to dry land

Perrin walks with Amara, taking his time, knowing she will take a bit of time to get her land legs back, keeping his pace slow, his bag over his shoulder, hers held in one hand, holding her hand with the other

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� moves along with Him smiling as she gets her legs back under her and can pick up the pace somewhat

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� whispers softly to Him

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� sorry am so slow Love)

Perrin walks with Amara and the others through the city, leaning over to listen to her, looking around, smiling at her "no problem... they are slower" gesturing back at Hanna and khawala

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : keeps looking from where the howdee came from and says Tal

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� elbows Him teasingly....tis all your fault you know

Perrin : yeah I know... but its faster and safer than walking

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� chokes

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : .

Perrin grins and turns down a side street, gesturing down it "T'e inn is t'at way"

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� moves along with you through the sidestreet hoping hes right

Perrin looks over his shoulder, making sure everyone is following, keeping his pace slow

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� moves along looking around noting landmarks in case she needs to know them

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� or not

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� welcome back Love

Perrin slows down near a large inn, pointing up at the large building

Perrin : t'ere it is...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles looking up at it

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : thats where we are stayin??

Perrin : aye... t'e top floor is divided up int' rooms 'n' we can all get sleep and bathe tomorrow

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : oh a bathe would be lovely indeed

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Runs in!

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL and stuff

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� HANNA!!!

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Jumps

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : AMARA?

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : yes??

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL ~unnpcs~

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I don't know

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� laughs

Perrin : 'ere is t'e Inn we do be stayin at Hanna...

Perrin : yer own room 'n' a bath to dunk khawala in

Perrin : by the way... khawala has been molesticating one of my crewmen tonight

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i thought he was rather enjoying himself

Perrin : he was...

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Woot

Perrin : but not as much as -she- was enjoying him

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Well...what ever keeps her out of trouble

Perrin : for all her complaints about seasickness she was sure rockin the boat with Njal

Perrin : ok... lets get inside and arrange rooms for the night

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Gotcha

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye Love

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL meanders in with Perrin and Amara

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles to her Sister

Perrin pulls the door open and looks around, letting his eyes adjust to the dim lighting, looking around for the proprietor and walking over to him and stopping, nodding

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL grins back...glad to be off the boat...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i made motion sickness tincture for you kha and leorah

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : who is leorah

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Mashalas slave

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : why?

Perrin : so yall wouldna be yarfin everywhere

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : so you wouldnt puke on the ship

Perrin looks at the proprietor "I need rooms for everyone 'ere... seperate rooms for all"

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Why is MaShala's slave on the ship...is what I meant

Perrin gestures to all the folks behind him, chuckling "well, not seperate rooms for all... but mostly"

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Mashala came too

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Oh gotcha

Perrin almost winces as the man names the price, muttering and digging out the coins, laying the five silver tarsks on the counter "t'ats the whole top floor?" nodding at the mans nod "T'ank y' t'ere fella"

Perrin turns and looks at everone, tossing Hanna a key, Katiyah, Mashala, Catessa, Marius, Sierra, various and sundry others each a key (cant remember who all came)

Perrin : top floor...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : stairs??

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL fumbles the key and grumbles wondering why he tosses things at me

Perrin : Amara and I get the corner room closest to the stairs...

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks for the stairs

Perrin : over t'ere Love

Perrin gestures towards the back corner of the room

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� moves toward the stairs

Perrin hefts their bags and moseys towards the stairs, the whole group following along behind them, slipping his arm around her as they reach the stairs to help her up them

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� leans against Him a bit as she moves as fast as she can up the stairs which isnt too fast cause she cant see her feet

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Piles my bags on kha and follows on up

Perrin reaches the top of the stairs with Amara and turns to the left with her, unlocking the door to their room and setting their bags inside, turning around to the others

Perrin : I dont know who got w'at room... guess t'e keys 'ave some kinna marker on em

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I peer at my key and meanders down the hall seeing I get the next one down and open it peering inside...already missing Home but glad we are no longer on the ship!

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� slips Hanna a pouch with 4 gold 4 silver and 4 copper in it

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I motion kha inside with the bags and such thinking she can locate the crewman later after she puts my stuff in the room

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I motion kha inside with the bags and such thinking she can locate the crewman later after she puts my stuff in the room

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� looks into Their room seeing the bed

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ohh it looks so comfortable

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I sit on the bed type couchy thing....whatever it may be...and test it out

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I get up and peek out into the hall and call out

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : the bed is huge!

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : laughs

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Closing the door I check out this bath thing

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye it is

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : good thing Perrins a bedhog

Perrin chuckles

Perrin : I am not

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : yeah huh

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Doesn't wanna know bed time things about family dernit

Perrin chuckles

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : no hes TOrvaldslander He stretches out the bed gets reallllly small

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Oy

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : what

Perrin grins and sets his bag down on the small table, setting Amaras down beside it, walking over and hanging his knife from a corner of the couch/bed thingiemajigger

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Hopes that the Torvy and His Woman are quiet...since I can hear em through the walls...I examine the bath thing thinking it should be fun forcing kha to bath...grinning wickedly I put my stuff away and then sit down at the desk area thing to journal

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� readies for bed torn between a bathe and sleep on something other then the ship

Perrin kicks his boots off and flops into the bed thingie

Perrin : sleep... bath tomorrow

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� changes for sleep h

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye Love

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL watches kha lay out the larl fur I let her bring and head to sleep I finish off my lil log thingy...and head to bed calling out

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : NIGHT

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� lays down on her left side moaning softly as she gets kicked in the ribs again

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Hearing echos from the others go across the top floor

�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : NIGHTTTTTTT SISSSSSS

Ĥ�ņņa~RTL grins

Perrin laughs and calls out "NIGHT Hanna" and sleeps, drained by the long trip

Day 2