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Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grins menacingly at the
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
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : wow...everyone really is related to everyone
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Raises a brow
n�n�RTL stays protectively near Mistress, just glaring at the merchant
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp pulls a quiva from My ankle and flicks it to the Merchant, embedding it betwixt His oily fat eyebrows.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : You couldn't afford it Sir
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : Shes not for sale.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Jumps
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : ew...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL swiftly steers Amara away
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : good shot
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i mean
Perrin scratches his beard, wondering what he poofed out of and then back into seeing Jem breaking the Law
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : PERRINNNNNNNNNNN
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : can we go now
Perrin : yes... we can...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : The man crossed a Torvaldslanders line there Perrin...nothing could be done
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : take him with us and we can feed him to the sharks
Perrin slips his arm around Amara, chuckling
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL looks bright
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Can we take his things too??
Perrin : yes... but we are not in Torvaldsland right now...
Perrin looks around
Perrin : lets go before the Guard shows up and decides to detain us all
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : well He was groping Amara, Perrin.
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� Innkeeper looks away like he seen nothin and whistles
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : And asking my selling price
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL looks put out
Perrin chuckles
Perrin : he musta got confused hearing about that loud, fun tuchuk bondmaid in the leather clothes when he saw your nose ring...
Perrin : lets get out of here...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Yes please!
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : aye, lets.
Perrin chuckles and tosses a gold tarn to the conveniently preoccupied Innkeeper and turns with Amara to the door
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� moves as fast as possible with Perrin
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp goes over and jerks My quiva out of the mans skull, cleaning it on the dead Mans shirt and replacing it in its proper place." This is mine"
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp moves to catch up to Perrin and Amara.
n�n�RTL stays with the G/group and follows closely behind
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL thinks nena has a stutter
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Meanders around behind Amara and Perrin...dragging my heels as I dun wanna get back on the boat...
n�n�RTL bbbbbut i love You Mistress...grins
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� hands the bottle of tonic to Hanna
Perrin makes his way out into the streets with everyone following along behind him and Amara, holding Amara's bag out to nena since she isnt carrying anything
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp turns My head and calls back "Hanna best come on unless You want another fat ugly man after You?"
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : t ake a swig you will be ok
n�n�RTL takes the bag from Jarl
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I have a quiva Jem...pretty sure I am safe
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL grins
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Eyes the tonic suspiciously
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : What is it
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : motion sickness medicine
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : kha took it yesterday
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Ah....smells it
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : whats in it
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : she was able to do well
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : mostly ginger and mint
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp thinks" yea prolly some wildvine or fenweed.."
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Takes a swig as directed
Katiyah_FC_Bart hearing tht they are leaving to get back on the ship I hurry to grab up all me stuff, then run out of the room and down the street, trying nay to bump into anyone...especially anyone bigger than me
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� you will feel fine in no time
Perrin takes a turn at the proper street and heads down towards the docks with Amara, his bag slung over his shoulder, listening for any sign the Guard is being called out over the ruckus in the
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp hears someone bustling and turns to look back, a quirk in My brow seeing Whom it is rushing up, then turning to face forward again, I keep walking.
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� tries to keep up with Perins long stride growing quite breathless but saying nothing
Perrin hears a faint outcry as they approach the dock, muttering to himself "Now t'ats done it... t'e 'ole Guard do be gonna be lookin fer us directly", breezing past the Merchants representative with Amara, the others following them
Katiyah_FC_Bart seeing my friends I slow to a more proper Free Woman walk, holding my bag close to my side so no one snatches it from me...I follow along behind them all but nay really close...staying back abit
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I hear the outcry and hurry up behind Perrin and say "Uh oh..."
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp chuckles to Himself and hastens My step some.
n�n�RTL slows her pace near Mistress Amara, asking softly
Perrin makes the turn down the public dock the RedTarn is at and tosses his bag across, calling to Reider "Prepare to set sail, everybody at an oar... Our departure do be kinna an emergency", stopping to help Amara across onto the ship
n�n�RTL : may i offer assistance Mistress?
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� moves across quickly
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I look back at Jem and mutter
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Way to go hot shot
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp laughs
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL heading up onto the boat I step to a spot where I wont be out of the way
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : isnt this FUN?
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� drops onto a coil of rope and tries to regain her breath holding her midsection as it tightens
Perrin : less talking... more getting on t'e ship t' leave
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grins, making My way onto the boat, then turnin to see if Anyone else requires assistance.
n�n�RTL watches Her carefully looking for signs of fatigue as Jarl holds Her arm more tightly
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Oy Amara
Katiyah_FC_Bart nay ready to leave just yet....wanting to see more of the sights....i sigh and hurry onto the ship
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL hands Her a water skin
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� takes it drinking some and passing it back
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp looks around, then over to Amara " You gonna make it there?"
Perrin looks back down the street towards the Inn as torches head down the street the Inn is on, waving everyone across murmuring "cmon... faster... hurry up", turning and drawing his knife and slicing through the rope to the aft of the serpent
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : just help Perrin Jem, we got Amara
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp looks over to Perrin "anythin I can do t'help expediate things?"
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye im fine Jem
Perrin <Reider> waits on the last of the others to cross onto the ship and pulls the boarding plank over as Ord cuts the rope to the forward part of the ship, calling out "Push off" as he grabs one of the departure poles
Katiyah_FC_Bart looking at the torches heading towards us....and sensing everyones urgency...i ask softly....
Katiyah_FC_Bart : why are they coming??? did something happen?
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grabs a pole and helps set the ship out to sail as best as I can.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Hot shot over there killed someone
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : hey now.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : He deserved it...but that's besides the point
Perrin looks back down the street shaking his head and chuckling, looking back at the ship and calling out "Hey! dont forget me Ya dipshit", leaping towards the ship from the dock as it pushes farther away, almost making it as his legs splash in the harbor
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL grins
Katiyah_FC_Bart looks towards Jemtsk
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp jogs over to where Perrin is and reaches down and over to help Him up.
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : He deserved it
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Aye he did
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : He touhced my knee and my backside and tried to buy Hanna
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Dink
Katiyah_FC_Bart gasps softly hearing Amara
Perrin scrambles over onto the ship, muttering to himself "damn Im tired of t'at shite" the crewmen outing oars and starting to back away from the docks as he rises onto one knee
Perrin : ummmmm Ladies... bondmaids...
Katiyah_FC_Bart looks to Perrin
Perrin : under t'e awning... t'ey might decide t' start shootin
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : Yea, that might be a good idea there.
n�n�RTL moves quickly under the awning, keeping close tabs on Mistress Amara
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� attempts to rise
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp looks back to shore, seeing one of the Guards close by pull out a bow..
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : Good prediction there, Perrin
Perrin stands up, boots squishing with harbor water, pointing to Amara "help her Jem", as he turns towards the back of the ship
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp moves ove to where Amara was, reaching down an scoopin Her up like a babeh, carefully movin Her under the awning
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : thanks Jem
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp sets Amara down gently as t'not jostle Her too much, then nods, goin back out to eye over the Shoreline
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Grumbles about people and heads under the Awning
Katiyah_FC_Bart hurrying towards Amara, then seeing Jem i just run and get under the awning, making sure to stay towards sort of shielding her from the shore side
Perrin squishes his way back to the steering oar, taking his place, calling "back oars fully... quick pull", glaring at Reider as he hears the man say something like 'at least you kept your pants on this time'
Quark stops clear of the city...........assesing the situation before moving closer
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp see's more bows get drawn, then turnin My head back an yellin "Might want to put a haste on that there, Perrin."
n�n�RTL grabs Mistress Amara's blue pillow from Her bag that i carry and tucks it in behind Her, kneeling close to Her
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Wow...I figured this trip would be boring...I really did
Perrin calls out "starboard oars back... port oars forward... HARD pull", leaning against the oar to turn the ship, trying to put the stern between archers and the folks on the ship, the crews oars rising and falling quickly
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp chuckles "things are never boring if I have any say in it, Hanna"
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Hey!!! I started it grinzzz)))
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Try not to have us chased out of Ko Ro Ba eh? I'd like to look around for a while and site see a bit
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp turns back to face the shoreline just in time to watch as the only arrow that makes it far enough, jars its way into My right thigh. "Oh come on THESE ARE NEW PANTS YOU TWITS!"
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : you just gave His brain a breathing vent )))
Perrin hears a few thunks as arrows hit the side of the ship, shaking his head as he hears clearly the alarm bars sounding in the city
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : thats true))
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Hey Jem! Pay attention...You got an arrow sticken outta ya!
Perrin : Yanno Jem... you and I are gonna have t' talk about t'is... impulse control prollem of yers
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp :
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Grins all wicked like
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp jerks the arrow out of My leg and turns to face Perrin and nod "aye. We will"
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp pulls up a stray bow, firing the arrow from My leg back, watching a man drop.
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : Im sick of always havign to buy NEW PANTS.
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grumbles.
Katiyah_FC_Bart gasping as I see the arrow in Jems leg...then him pulling it out....fighting the urge to run to help him
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I can make em!@
Quark talks to a big fellow standing nearby, nods then turns and continues along.........
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp looks over to Perrin. "Hey, I was bein good. I gave Him a chance to back off and be a good little fat lard. He decided to keep going."
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Aye he really did
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL says in Jem's defense
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� says nothing just trying to relax as Ogrun told her to
Perrin calls out "All ahead full!" looking around and groaning "damn..." calling out "'ere comes one o' t'e city ships... Everybody down... its about t' get fun"
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grins.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I hit the deck...hehe
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp pulls a piece of spare cloth offa the dock, wrapping it around Me leg wound.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : All over one merchant...They have to have at least a dozen others to take this dudes place!!
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� lays down on her left side curling around herself
Perrin pulls on the steering oar to straighten the ship, turning the ship slightly to put some distance between the tarnship pulling from the dock and the RedTarn, the crews oars rising and falling in long quick sweeps
n�n�RTL stays close to Mistress Amara
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I take a heavy blanket and place it over Amara's midsection, keeping my head up enough so I can watch...having trained in the Kaiila lance and the quiva...and so on...
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : They wont chase us too far.
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp moves over to where Amara is and looks to Her. "Y'really should be goin below deck an layin down on a softer surface there, Amara."
Katiyah_FC_Bart sits crossed legged near Amara's back facing out so I can see if any danger comes towards us
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : scratch that..))
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : smiles))
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp looks down at Amara. then hands Katiyah one of My blades "Just in case aye?"
n�n�RTL whispers low to Mistress Amara
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� closes her eyes and tries breahting even in deep
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp looks around, then over to Perrin "hows things lookin? Think They will bother with Us for too long?
Katiyah_FC_Bart green eyes big in fear as Jem thrusts the blade in my hand...wanting to toss it down...but thinking I mun use it to protect Amara....clutching it tight
Perrin glances back over his shoulder as the crew of the tarnship shake out their oars, a double bank of oars, running a quick count, muttering "damn..." looking over at Reider "Get the spar up and the sail in place. We are going to need the speed"
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp reaches to My other side, checking to see that My other blade was in its place, finding it missing I look around a bit frantically, then, seeing it, I watch as it skitters across the surface of the serpent.. then.. over the edge.. "Oh for the love of
Perrin <Reider> grabs Gorm and Ord and looks at Jem "get ready to lift the spar with Ord." moving to grab one of the leading lines as Gorm grabs the other
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp all thats holy.." I grumle.."that was one of two of a kind... damnit."
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp looks over at Perrin and nods "ate"
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL whispers to Amara "whats a spar...."
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : ...."aye"** even. ))
n�n�RTL watches the action silently while trying to stay outta the way
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : well Hanna
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp goes over next to Ord.
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : its a big wooden thing that the ships sail hangs from
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : ...The Mast?
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grabs the spar, looking over to Ord then over to Reider waiting to hear when to go at it.
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : no
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : the spar hangs from the mast
Perrin watches as Reider and Gorm pull on the leading lines, Ord lifting one end of the spar to get it above the rower's heads as the other two lift it
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Ohhhh
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp lifts with Ord, biting back the shooting pain in Me leg from the arrow, not concerned with it at the moment.
Katiyah_FC_Bart watching the men struggle to get the sail up....praying we dinna get caught by the other ship...praying no one comes to any harm as I try nay to panic
Perrin <Reider> pulls at the tarred rope hand over hand as Gorm pulls the other, the needlewood spar slowly sliding up the mast, one crewman, Svein or some such, crawling along the spar as it raises to untie the sail from it
Katiyah_FC_Bart seeing the blood staining Jems pants I use the blade he gave me to cut a strip from the hem of my dress, then pushing the blade into nena's hand and telling her to hold it til i get back
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL peeks up sleepily from under the awning wondering what's with all the running and scurrying is about
Perrin looks over his shoulder again hearing a deeper thunk, pushing hard on the steering oar, the ship turning hard to port (the left) as a thick stone falls with a splash aft of them
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : kha!
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL jumps
n�n�RTL eyes grow wide as the blade is thrust into her hand and she holds it carefully
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : bout time you woke up you lazy tuchuk
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL takes the blade from nena before a crew man kills her
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL blinks several times and stretches, looking a bit curiously at the rocks hitting the water in teh wake of the craft
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grumble "What the hell is with the damn ROCKS? cant they stick to their toy stick and pointy needles?"
Katiyah_FC_Bart wanting to stay low I crawl over to where Jem stands and lifting to a kneel I tie the cloth around his thigh to help stop the bleeding
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : By the skies...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : it was only a bloody merchant
Perrin : Its called a catapult stone... if t'e first one didna reach us, t'e rest wont neit'er
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : what did You do to annoy them so much Mistress?
Perrin : its only -murder- of a Merchant... in a Merchant city
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : good,
Katiyah_FC_Bart pulling it tight I turn then and crawl back to under the awning
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : it was defense.. Id go tell them that Myself, but they are kinda back there.
Perrin : yeah well I aint stoppin for you t' tell em
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp calls over to Katiyah "Jashi Katiyah, I woulda been fine though."
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I didna do anything
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Jem killed the Merchant
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : not me
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : Wouldnt want You to, Perrin.
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : HEY. it was in DEFENSE here, People.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Uh huh
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : i miss all the fun... blood and everything
Katiyah_FC_Bart looking to nena for the blade I gave her
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL scowls slightly
Perrin straightens the ship out with a pull on the steering oar, the spar reaching the top of the mast and Svein or whatever his name is shimmying down the mast to the deck as Reider and Gorm tie the spars ropes to the aft of the ship
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Jem's with us...am sure you'll see more sooner or later
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I hand Katiyah the blade
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp goes to the edge of where My blade fell off, looking over the edge adn seeing it, somehow.. hanging onto two arrows embedded in the side... I reach over and grab the blade and resheath it. grinning, then moving over to Hanna an holds Me hand out.
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : M'blade please
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : The crew wont ask questions Katiyah...they'll just kill her...
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL turns to seek out this One she has nay met, mentally sizing Him up in comparison to Njal
Katiyah_FC_Bart looks as Hanna hands the blade to me...saying
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Points to Katiyah who now has the blade..
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp looks over to Katiyah.
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : M'blade please
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grins
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL woo musical blade!
Perrin <Reider> goes to grab one of the sail lines and tugs on it til the sail fills with air, tying it to the rail as Gorm ties the other side, looking aft of the ship
Katiyah_FC_Bart : even if it's for her to protect her Mistress?
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : No slave may take up a weapon Katiyah
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL tilts her head curiously at that
Katiyah_FC_Bart hears Jem I slide the blade across to deck watching it hit the side of his boot
Perrin calls out to the crew "sing... loud... fast" listening to the song start up, the rise and fall of the oars smoothing out as they sing their song
Perrin : Anybody wounded?
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Jem
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL points
Katiyah_FC_Bart : but hanna.....i am a Free and I gave it to her
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� rises and searches for her medical bags finding them
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : Yea Me, but I'll live.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : As I said Katiyah...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : none would ask "Where'd ya get it" they'd just do her in
Katiyah_FC_Bart : oh.....
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL lifts to feet to go grab the medical bags before She starts carrying them
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : Jem if you make me chase you all around the ship to treat you
Katiyah_FC_Bart : looks towards nena saying softly...
Perrin hears the kaleustes of the tarnship fading behind them as the oars rise and fall, the much lighter serpent moving faster through the waters in Thassa away from the port
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp takes My sword and resheaths it, then grabs M'leg and grins
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : well.
Katiyah_FC_Bart : i'm sorry sweetling...I nay knew...i dinna wish to put you in peril
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : I need to be going guys..))
Perrin : If youre gonna inspect that wound, check it under the awning... we are gonna be in t'e dark for a while...
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ok))
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : I'll be fine, just a flesh wound
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grins
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� frowns at Him
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : and im getting good at amputating infected limbs that were just flesh wounds
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grins
n�n�RTL : not necessary to apologize Mistress, the situation was immediately fixed...smiles
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : Can'yeh Gimme a pegleg?
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp grins, practicing "AARRR"
Katiyah_FC_Bart smiles and nods to nena
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL mumbles... just no amputating of the third legs, please
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : have donee that too kha
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : that's just... wrong, Mistress
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Oy
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL looks horrified
Perrin grabs the line to the top of the spar as he pushes against the steering oar, turning the ship sharply, changing the course to the east, looking back shaking his head muttering about persistent folks
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Looks over towards Lydius
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp sets down under the awning, and grins,
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� laughs at khas face
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Bye Jem))
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : See You guys later.. twas fun))
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : well wishes Jarl *s)
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : bye Jem glad your back))
Ĵęм�Ŵ�RTLp : sure ya are, Amara.. trouble starting already. lol ))
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� cuts the leg of His leathers
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : kha assist
Perrin pulls on the line to turn the spar, Reider and Gorm adjusting their ties on the sail to turn it, loosening one, tightening the other, glancing back as the Tarnship falls farther behind
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : nena you can repair his leathers later
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Sits back against the boat as we continue on yawning listening to the Rowing song
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye Mistress
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� gets out the sterile packets of kalana root soap wahsing her hands tossin g one to kha
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL tears open the packet and scrubs well up to the elbows, taking special care to get beneath the nails
Katiyah_FC_Bart hating being under the awning I crawl out from under it and standing I walk slowly to the side of the ship, looking back towards the other ship is becoming a speck
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL ya guys...ima go soak in a bath for a half hour...my legs are killing me ))
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : opens the sterile 12x12 square and sets a lantern close so she can see it layering the gauze beneath His thigh begins to irrigate the wound picking hair and small debris from it gut suture then silk
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I will be back to continue
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : eeep... please take care Mistress)
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye Hanna
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : You guys leaving here??))
Perrin waves Reider back, speaking quietly to him "T'at ship do be gonna lose us soon. Get Thorvik up atop t'e mast keeping an eye out. If t'ey keep coming, I'll 'ave t' do somet'ing else"
Katiyah_FC_Bart : bye Hanna
Perrin : aye, soon as we escape from the Tarnship>>>
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Cause I wanna see what happens so to cup instead but if yer leavin here I will just leave))
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : alrighty Perrin your hammered can ya kick me out when yer done and leaving??))
Perrin : but go ahead and cup, Ill nudge you when we leave>>>
Perrin : sure>>
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Outta my mind Man!
Perrin : its so warm and cozy though>>>
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� waits for kha
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL carefully lays a length of prethreaded gut and medium needle to Her palm
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� stitches the flesh wound inside with alot of care using smaller stitches to close the gap up
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : silk
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� hands her back the gut suture
Perrin watches Thorvik climb the mast with the glass of the builders and start watching aft, angling the RedTarn closer towards land "Reider... get fore and watch for rocks"
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL offers settles the silk suring carefully across Her palm, placing the old needle into the pouch marked for sterilization
Katiyah_FC_Bart watches the Man climb up the mast......then without looking away from him i ask....
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� stitches the surface up tying after each stitch working steadily across
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� offers the silk back to kha
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : salve
Katiyah_FC_Bart : Perrin.....can I climb up there too?
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : and a greenwood stick
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : then gauze pad gauze roll and the metal clasps hun
Perrin <Thorvik> calls out "Shes still coming... looks like 3/4 beat... all oars, both decks"
Perrin chuckles hearing Katiyah
Perrin : I dont t'ink Bart would appreciate y' climbin me mast wit' young Thorvik t'ere... besides... 'es kinna busy at t'e moment
Katiyah_FC_Bart sighs
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL tucks the used needle to the pouch and offers over the healing salve and a sterile greenwood stick before rummaging through the pack for a square of sterile gauze and length of bandaging
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL settles the metal clips to her palma nd waits for the completion of the bandaging before handing them over
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� applies a liberal coating of the salve to the stitched area smiling as kha remembererd beezwax base for stitches handingit back she takes the pad and gauze and centeringthe pad wraps the gauze firmly about it before taking the clips
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� setting the salve and the stick in khas palm
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL screws the lid tightly on the vial of salve to place it away, setting teh stick with the bloodied gauzes to be burned, handing over the fresh gawze pad, bandaging and clips
Perrin calls out "slower song... rest up... Time to play a bit o' catch t'e urt wit' t'e tarnship", feeling the ships slowing, the oars rising and falling at a slower pace as the song slows down
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� washes her hands again
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : clean up dollface then be sure and wash your hands
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye Mistress
Ĵ�ąŋ�ε�Ĵ�ħ� waves bye and walksout queitly
Perrin hums in time to the rowing song, bracing himself at the steering oar, taking his hands from it before wrapping the rope tight around his waist so he doesnt disappear, again grabbing the steering oar and turning the ship slightly more towards land
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL gathers the soiled gauze and stick and tosses it to the small cooking brazier, washing up hands well and ensuring everything is replaced in the bags
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� watches kha close smiling at the care she takes
Perrin <Thorvik> watches the ship through the Builders Glass, calling out "She's gaining... still at 3/4 beat, turning to follow us... three... four times catapult range"
Perrin calls out "Aye... Keep watching" as he sends Ord to replace Reider and pass the word to slow the song even more, gradually, as if getting tired
Perrin calls out quietly "Yall can come out for a bit now... by t'e time t'ey catch us, t'ey will be in t'e trap", laughing quietly as Reider joins him, speaking quietly with him
Katiyah_FC_Bart hearing the men and Perrin....I side step slowly....slowly....til am closer to Perrin....and looking up to the Man so high up....wishing I could see what he sees looking through that thing....then looking to Perrin
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL places the bags away and peeks over the side of the ship trying to spy the speck
Katiyah_FC_Bart : you are trapping them??? how???
Perrin looks up from talking to Reider, smiling
Perrin : simple... t'is ship is only about 6 horts from waterline t' keel...
Perrin jerks a thumb over his shoulder
Perrin : t'at one chasin us... do be about 3 or 4 times t'at...
Perrin : so we do be gonna go rock hopping...
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� steps out walking over near her Love
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : run em aground eh?
Perrin : -if- t'eir captain will fall fer it
Katiyah_FC_Bart smiles big
Katiyah_FC_Bart : the keel is the bottom of the boat?
Perrin <Thorvik> calls out "3 times catapult range, gaining... still 3/4 beat"
Perrin : Aye... sorta...
Katiyah_FC_Bart : the bottom of our boat isn't as deep as theirs....so they will hit bottom and we will nay
Perrin points to the thick bar running down the center of the ship from the tarns head on the front to the curly thing at the back
Perrin : t'at is t'e keel... it do be w'at t'e rest of t'e ship do be attached to
Katiyah_FC_Bart gaze following along as he points
Perrin : t'at ship back t'ere... is prolly 4 or 5 times our weight... before t'e crews are aboard
Perrin : add in a hundred or so crewmen at roughly 40 to 50 stone (160-200 pounds) each... and its a lotta weight
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : it would be a shame to lose that many... Men...
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� stays out of the way and quiet so orders called arent missed
Perrin : I know... but I won' be losin any
Katiyah_FC_Bart hearing kha and then Perrin....
Perrin grins at khawala, chuckling as he hears Thorvik call out "Still 3 times catapult range, 3/4 beat minimum"
Katiyah_FC_Bart : their ship will sink and the Men will drown?
Perrin : nay...
Perrin : a few might... but t'e majority will make it t' land...
Katiyah_FC_Bart breaths a sigh of relief
Katiyah_FC_Bart nay liking that some might drown i frown and move away towards the back of the ship, watching at the rail
Perrin looks at Reider "quietly pass the word... slow the song some more... I dont want them chasing us all night", watching him go and pass the word to the crewmen working the oars
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL mumbles to herself... am not really a slut... that much
Perrin looks at Amara, smiling at her
Perrin : how are you feeling?
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles to Perrin and leans against the rail
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : im okay now that im not running
Perrin : good... yall may want to sit down and hang on... Im going closer to land a bit...
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� blows him a kiss then heads back to sit and hold on
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL grimaces and finds someOne to hold on to
Katiyah_FC_Bart holds tighter to the rail, pacing tiny feet out a bit for balance, nay wanting to sit where I canna see
Perrin nudges the steering oar ever so slightly, the lightweight serpent turning a bit closer to shore, hearing Ord calling out "Breakers coming up hard aport", calling back "Room to pass t'em t' port?"
Perrin <Ord> calls out "Aye... just barely... sharp turn to starboard soon as you pass them"
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� hang s on tight to an anchored wooden post
Perrin looks at Katiyah "Katiyah... sit... youll be able to see all you want... but if I miscalculate... youre going over the side", nudging the steering oar to turn the ship a bit more to port
Katiyah_FC_Bart hearing him i look about and sit on the bench i am closest to, a hand still grasping the rail
Perrin <Reider> walks back up to Perrin "Ive passed the orders, soon as we pass the rocks, hard rowing, fast as they can"
Perrin <Thorvik> calls out, looking through the glass "Less than twice catapult range, from the wake it looks to be full beat."
Perrin calls out "Aye... Hang on Thorvik", looking aft at the Tarnship for an ihn before looking back forward at Ord as he calls out the rocks coming up hard a-starboard
Perrin looks at Reider "Hang on... t'is may get tricky old friend", laughing as Reider ties a rope around his waist and grabs the sternpost, hearing clearly the sound of the waves against the rocks as they draw ever closer
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : nena hold on lovely
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL cringes and curls down... not liking the idea of the reef being anywhere near the vessel... wishing for the strength of a kaiila beneath her
Perrin <Thorvik> calls out "Catapult range... They are loading their fore catapults, both of them... one stone and one lots of stones"
Perrin : oh goodie... somebody -else- using my idea for clearing a ship
Katiyah_FC_Bart seeing the Man tying a rope around himself I decide to sit on the deck, sliding off the bench to the deck I hold tightly to the bench
Perrin hears the waves crashing against the rocks, the sound of first one, then the other catapult arm slamming against its bar almost unheard
Perrin almost lurches off of his feet as he feels a grinding of stone and wood, the steering oar jerking against his grip shouting out "NOW! All row for your lives", as he pulls hard on the steering oar, the RedTarn jerking sharply to starboard
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� gasps as she is jarred gripping tighter to the post
Perrin flinches as he feels a sharp slap against the back of his head hearing Reider's 'Ya hit the damn rocks" as the oars bite into the water, the ship fairly launching forward as he pulls the oar back the other way to keep the tarnship behind them
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL cries out and grips tighter to Nijal's legs, almost tumbling over with the shudder of the craft
Perrin : w'at are y' 'ittin me fer... We just scuffed em a bit... shuddup
Katiyah_FC_Bart the sharp jerk almost making me lose my hold on the bench, trying nay to cry out in fright....praying I lived to be in Barts arms again and mumbling over and over so very softly,,,,
Katiyah_FC_Bart : I canna swim
Katiyah_FC_Bart : I canna swim
Perrin hears one large splash and a series of smaller splashes behind and to their left, a few smaller stones hitting the high stern of the ship, hearing Ord cry out a warning of more rocks
Katiyah_FC_Bart : I canna swim
Perrin <Thorvik> calls out "Just out of catapult range... reloading their..." the last of his words lost with a sound of a loud crunch from behind them
Perrin raises up and looks back, pulling hard on the oar to get them away from the rocks, laughing
Perrin : YES!... T'ey 'it t'e bloody rocks... looks like it took a chunk out of t'e side o' t'e ship
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL crawls across the tilting deck and swiftly ties one of the ropes about Mistress Katiyah's waist
Katiyah_FC_Bart smiles to kha then wraps an arm around her to keep her safe also
Perrin looks up at Thorvik "Watch t'em... damage estimate on t'eir ship", looking over at Reider "Get somebody to check t'e RedTarn... I don t'ink we 'it t'e rocks t'at 'ard... but better safe t'an sorry"
Perrin straightens the ship out, calling to Reider "and get ready t' repair t'e steering oar soon... she do be loose fer some reason", grinning as the oars rise and fall swiftly, adjusting the sail to catch the most wind
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� muffled cry as a stack of furs topples over byurying her beneath them
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL mumbles about boats under her breath in Tuchuk... commenting on the parentage and hygienic habits of whoever decided riding on water was a good idea
Katiyah_FC_Bart looks up just in time to see the furs bury Amara, pushing at kha saying
Katiyah_FC_Bart : please go help Amara
Perrin looks up as Thorvik calls out that the Tarnship is stuck on the rocks and not sinking
Perrin : well thats a bonus...
Katiyah_FC_Bart : we are safe now Perrin?
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL stumbles and moves to try to start pulling the furs off Her
Perrin : aye... far as I can tell...
Katiyah_FC_Bart nods and sits up straighter, tiny hands moving to untie the rope from around my waist, then standing but grabbing the rail for support saying....
Katiyah_FC_Bart : I thought we were renting tarns in Lydius?
Perrin calls out "Slow beat... rest up... its still a long trip" feeling the ship moving with the waves as the oars slow further, calling out "Rest one in three of the crew", watching every third man from the front of the ship up their oars and pull them in
Perrin : we were... but t'en we 'ad t' leave in a 'urry
Katiyah_FC_Bart : aye.....tsk
Katiyah_FC_Bart : because of that one
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� gets warm in the furs and falls asleep
Katiyah_FC_Bart points towards Jem under the tarp where Amara cared for his leg
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL laughs as she pulls up the last fur and finds Her dozing
Perrin :
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Jumps awake yelling
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Jumps awake yelling
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Huzzawhat?
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I didn't do it!!
Katiyah_FC_Bart looks towards Hanna, then laughs from releif of being safe again.....and of her sleeping through all the scary parts
Perrin swaps places with Reider, untying himself from the stern of the ship and heading forward, stretching a bit as he walks among the crew, congratulating them on a job well done
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL realises the grinding noises earlier were not just the hull grating against rocks... but of Mistress' snoring
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� turns on her side in the furs
Perrin slips under the awning and chuckles
Perrin : 'ave a nice nap Hanna?
Perrin squats down beside Amara "Are y' ok?"
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles sleepily
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : aye I just got buried in furs but felt so comfy i think i dozed fof
Perrin chuckles
Perrin : aye... I t'ink so...
Perrin : so did Hanna
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� its cause we know we are safe with you love reaches a hand to his
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Heh?
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I did what?
Perrin squeezes Amara's hand, smiling
Perrin : slept
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : What's happening?
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Wheres the goat?
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL ...looks so very confused
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Where are we?
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : kha! What have you done!
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� struggles to sit up
Perrin : we will be at t'e start of t'e western road to Koroba soon
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Road?????
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Like as in...no more water?
Perrin : aye... not til t'e Vosk anyway
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : as in...wagons?
Perrin : most likely...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Woops
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Thank the skies!!
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : kha!
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : where the bloody hell is that tuchuk!
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : .
Katiyah_FC_Bart lifts a small hand to hid the soft laughing
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL frowns
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� givse up and lays back down
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Did you hide her Katiyah?
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : that's not very nice you know...what if I need her???
Katiyah_FC_Bart : nay Hanna, last I saw of her she war lifting the furs off Amara
Katiyah_FC_Bart : was*
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL peeks under the furs
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : i think she buried nena too
n�n�RTL wiggles under the furs trying to come up for air
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL peeks up
Katiyah_FC_Bart : lol
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : erm... aye Mistress? Your snoring drifted me to sleep
Katiyah_FC_Bart : I wouldst say something but it would embarrass me))))
Katiyah_FC_Bart blushes anyways
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Uh huh
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : what were you two doing under there??
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : No!
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : No I don't want to know
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : ewww
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : i'd have Jarl Njal for that
Perrin looks at Amara as he hears Thorviks call that land is in sight
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Uh huh
Perrin : wont be long now...
Perrin : t'e ship will beach and we can head to the closest village and try to arrange wagons and such
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� reaches for a hand to help her sit up smiling
Perrin helps Amara sit, smiling
Perrin : ok... making the room for the next leg of the trip>>>
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : thats getting ridiculously hard to do
n�n�RTL tucks Her pillow behind Her after emerging from under the furs
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL byes))
Perrin saves these logs and hopes somebody will send him what he lost when he locked up>>>
The chat's topic is: On The Great West Road towards Koroba
Katiyah_FC_Bart : i have the scrolls from when I entered til the end)))
n�n�RTL : may i cup please? phone
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : aye go
n�n�RTL : thank You
8n�n�RTL is away.
Perrin looks up as the ship approaches the beach, calling out "brace yourselves", settling himself square and holding on to Amara as the crew gives one hard pull as the ship rides a wave in to the beach, the keel scraping against gravel and sand
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : where??
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : no...no not....nevermind
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� likes the excuse to hug Him and does so
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL giggles
Perrin chuckles and hugs her
n�n�RTL grabs the first thing she can hold onto securely and braces herself...looking up and realizing she grabbed onto kha and giggles
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL acks 'cause she's hanging on Mistress ... look a chain!
Perrin <Ord> throws out the forward anchor stone onto the beach as the rest of the crew ships their oars and tugs the stern of the ship around
Perrin <Reider> throws out the stern anchor stone to hold the ship in place and lays out the boarding plank, the wood reaching to dry land
Perrin looks around
Perrin : ok... I t'ink we can get off t'e ship now...
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : do we take our things Love?
Perrin : Aye...
n�n�RTL lets go of kha and rights herself, sitting still a moment to get her bearings
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� goes to get her medical bags and pillow
Perrin : that town over t'ere should 'ave a wagon or two t' sell... 'n' t'e West road is right over t'ere
n�n�RTL rises and follows behind Mistress Amara to carry Her things for Her
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� directs nena to the seabag
Perrin grabs his bag and slings it over his shoulder, looking around as everybody gathers up their stuff
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL ordering pizza brb__
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : ))
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� moves over to Perrin with the medical bags and pillow
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : ready Love
n�n�RTL nods and picks up the seabag, slinging it over her shoulder, mimicking Jarl without meaning to
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL kha grab my stuff!!
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL slings the pack over her shoulder, looking pathetic and bowing her back under the weight
Perrin walks over to the boarding plank and takes Amara's arm, helping her down it slowly
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� smiles to him descending to the beach
n�n�RTL follows behind them, Mistress's bag in tow
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL bolts down the board and settles to the sands in kneeling to offer a fervent kiss to dry land
n�n�RTL giggles at kha
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL woops
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Walks down the board a little bit more gracefully then kha but just as eagerly
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL brushes the sand off her lips and looks around innocently
Perrin chuckles
Perrin : landlubbers
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : dork
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL walks past kha knowing she is gonna grab my bags with out my prompting
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� hangs on to Perrins arm
Perrin : Yall wait here... Gorm will heat up some stew while I go arrange transportation...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Gotcha
Perrin gestures to the village, town thingie a short walk off
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I sit down where I ended up
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� stands quietly
Perrin hugs Amara, smiling
Perrin : have a seat and get comfortable...
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL plops her behind on top of the pack
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : hey!!
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : on the ground tuchuk! I have breakables in there
Perrin sets his sea bag down for her to sit on and winks, taking off at a jog with the conveniently NPCed Marius and Jem and whoever following along to bring the wagons back
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : He SAID get comfortable Mistress
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL sighs and slides down to the sand
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I SAID get the heck off the pack!
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : That's right!!!
Perrin waits for the thwackin for that one>>>
n�n�RTL puts down the seabag she holds and moves to Mistress Amara to help make Her sit on Jarl's seabag while W/we wait
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Feet infront of you!
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� sits on Perrins pack
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL stands
Perrin <Gorm> heats the stews up again, bosk for the majority, the fish stew for Amara and whoever wants it
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL settles her butt to the sand extending her legs out front
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I lean down and bind them saying
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL them being kha's ankles
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL bites her lip a lil and looks down
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : On your knees
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : yes Mistress
Perrin using the magic of RP makes the trip to the town and arranges for a pair of wagons (complete with bosk) and a couple of tharlarions to ride so he aint gotta ride in no wagon and makes his way back towards the beach
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL struggles to slide the legs to the side then under her body, resting behind to the bound ankles
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : don't move
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye Mistress
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I sit back down rummaging through my pack
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL chews a lil more on the plush of lip knowing she'd spoken too far and just exhales
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL takes out jerky and sits back eating it pondering
Perrin comes riding back up to the beach on the small saddle tharlarion, muttering about the intelligence of them still being on the low side, followed by Marius and Jem driving the wagons
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Looks up grinning seeing the Wagons
n�n�RTL looks through the pack she had been carrying to find a waterskin for Mistress Amara, offering it to Her with a smile
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL tilts her head at the lumbering lizards pulling the wagons
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� takes a drink handing it back
Perrin reins in the tharlarion and unstraps, climbing down, shaking his head and walking over to where everyone is
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Whats wrong?
Perrin : saddle tharlarion havent gotten any smarter since I last rode Dumbshit
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Well that's a given
n�n�RTL takes back the waterskin and packs it away again
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : We going now?
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL grips the hand to rise and hold on, wondering how she is to walk
Perrin : aye... we will be splitting up into two groups, one in each wagon
n�n�RTL seeing She'd gotten up, nena gathers up the seabags and stands beside and a lil behind Mistress Amara to help steady Her a bit if needed
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I bind her hands, and untie her feet
Perrin : vanalei... an adult room... age needs to be in your profile>>> ... adult
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I tie a long lead to her hands and turn to Perrin
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL exhales a lil and looks down, murmuring soft... thank You Mistress
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : How fast we gonna be traveling Perrin?
vanalei : oops...yes Master))) brb))
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL nods to kha
Perrin : as fast as those critters will go...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : which is how fast?
Stryker-Lavee looking ahead as he pulls the leads back on his kialla as he glances rt to lft as he looks ahead seeing the wagons as he slows his kialla to a paced walk,, as he looks seeing the wagons,, as he moves towards them, pulling his beast to a halt.
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL gathers the back and awkwardly manages to sling it over a shoulder, holding the strap with both hands
Stryker-Lavee sees the others riegns his beast to the left side of the road as he says to them,,
Stryker-Lavee : Tal,,
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I mean...could a slave keep up with one drawing a wagon?
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL startles and slips back, unsure about a traveller
Perrin looks over as he says to Hanna "As fast as any other bosk will pull a wagon"
Perrin : aye... prolly
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : turns and says Tal I am Amara Physician
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL groans soft
Perrin looks over at the traveler
Perrin : Tal
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Hey...if you do it right...a bosk can run like the winds
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : or wrong...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : either way
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Tal Sir
Stryker-Lavee nodding to them as he goads his beast past the wagons on the left side,, saying to them
Perrin watches the man, the light of the moons highlighting him clearly
Stryker-Lavee : I am on my way to Koroba as well on a merchant Matter,, do have a peace full night..
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Travel Safe!
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : well wishes Master
Perrin : I wish y' safe travels
Stryker-Lavee digs his boots to the beast stirrups as he kicks back aginst the beast as he feels him leap forward quickly increasing its pace,, as the dust kicks behind him as the lights of the moon shine birghtly over head..
Stryker-Lavee glances back saying as he fades,,
Stryker-Lavee : and the same in return.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Ties kha's lead to a wagon and climbs inside
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I choose this one!
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : so whoever groups with me gets this one!
Stryker-Lavee end scrolls to Koroba.
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL grins
Perrin flips down the stairs on the back of one of the wagons, chuckling
Perrin : wow... and I thought -we- were making a quickened trip>>>
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL looks down, kicking a bit at the dust with booted feet
Perrin : so which of yall are riding where? I know Im getting up in one of those wagons to get some sleep for a bit...
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : may the pack be placed in the wagon Mistress?
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : im with you Love
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : where ever
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : oh ya
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL climbs down and takes up the pack putting it in the back of the wagon
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : I would drive but no...Marius nor Jem will let me
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL pouts
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : i'm an excelennt DRIver...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Shush you
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Yer running
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I climb back into the wagon
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : (aww i wanted to go into the full Rainman routine... lol)
Perrin ties the tharlarion to the side of the lead wagon and helps Amara up after Hanna gets in, chuckling as the others split up between the two wagons
n�n�RTL waits patiently holding Mistress's seabag asking if she can put it in the back of the wagon Jarl is making ready for the night
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : put it in the back nena
Perrin : nena... spread out the furs and stuff for Amara to rest on...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : There ya go
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL shushes and gets comfy asking
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : How long till we get to KoRoBa
Perrin : well... by actual travel? about 5 or six days.... by the vastly forshortened RP travel... tonight or tomorrow lol>>>
n�n�RTL puts the seabag in the back and hurries to spread out the furs in the wagon for Mistress Amara to rest on, plumping Her big blue pillow and jumps down from the wagon, looking underneath it for a comfy place to rest herself
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL eyes the back of the wagon and ponders if she could get a good enough grip to slide her butt on the backboard
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� lays down curling up on the furs on her left side
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I throw kha a chronometer and lean over to show her
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : when this hand gets here....you get in the wagon....if you can...got it?
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL nods slowly
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Showing her two ahn
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye, Mistress
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : next time...don't back talk
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : yes Mistress.
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� : NIght All
n�n�RTL : good night Mistress
Perrin leans up to Marius "Keep t'e critters at a fast pace for the first two Ahn" before flopping back into the back of the wagon, grinning sheepishly as he almost sat on Amaras head
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : please sleep well Mistress
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL would growl if she could hear that, knowing Jarl Marius would take an awful lot of pleasure in watching her struggle
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL Grins
n�n�RTL debates which of the two wagons she is supposed to sleep in as she covers her mouth to hide a sleepy yawn
Perrin : yall get comfortable... gonna be a long ride...
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : aye...your fur is in my pack when you get in here...the white one
�m�r�JŴ�RTL�PĦ� draws a fur up and sighs softly in her sleep
Perrin : just sleep here nena...
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL : aye Mistress
Perrin settles in beside Amara, leaning back against the side of the wagon and resting his head on the side, his hand resting on Amara's shoulder
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL sighs and sets herself for the run, at least at the stirrup one could use their arms
n�n�RTL : yes Jarl, thank You
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL tosses a water skin over the side of the wagon to dangle where she can reach it should she need it...
n�n�RTL climbs into the wagon with Jarl and Mistress Amara, making herself comfy in one corner and curls up to sleep, keeping an ear open if she is needed in the night
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : good night tuchuk
Perrin braces slightly as he hears the leather slap to get the bosk moving, the wagon jerking slightly as it gets going, looking back and making sure the second wagon is following
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL : Night Perrin, Night Amara
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL the tharlarion you mean?
Perrin : no... bosk are pulling the wagons... the tharlarion is for me to ride>>>
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL so confused
ĸħaŵal�Ĥ�ņņa�RTL staggers forward at the first pull and works at finding an easy pace with the wagon, clutching the chronometer in fingers
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I understand now...it's okay...
Perrin lets the rocking of the wagon lull him to sleep, his head resting back against hte side of the wagon
Ĥ�ņņa~RTL I slump to sleep, keeping an ear open incase something happens to kha...as she is my property after all