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"What the problem there bucko? You seem as skittish as your bird. Especially for such an enormous man. A man almost as big as yourself caught me cheating him in a dice game once. Luckily I have a swift quick draw." Keld followed this up with a light chuckle.

 

"No worries mate, bashfulness is nothing the bottle can't cure. Tell you what, we make it out of this alive and I'll introduce you to the 'sweet trade'. You'll make plenty of friends. Plus, avoiding the hangman's noose will be much less trouble than what we're about to go through." Keld grinned at him and jumped down from his mount. Running his hand on the horse, while keeping one on his waist near his pistols. You never know when a quiet fellow like that will snap.

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Vae didn't mean to observe the bird very long, but she'd obviously agitated it somehow. Its rider was quick to explain its skittishness in a gruff tone of voice. "I'm sorry about that, he doesn't like people, he's had a bad history with them. He especially doesn't like it when... people stare." he said.

 

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare," Vae said, abashed. "It's just that he's such a beautiful mount that I could not help but admire him." She was about to apologize some more when the buccaneer approached on his own horse, cantering up then dismounting.

 

"No worries mate, bashfulness is nothing the bottle can't cure. Tell you what, we make it out of this alive and I'll introduce you to the 'sweet trade'. You'll make plenty of friends. Plus, avoiding the hangman's noose will be much less trouble than what we're about to go through."

 

Vae couldn't help looking the newcomer over. He didn't dress much like the rest of the men, his clothes better suited for a seafarer than a soldier. He had curious looking implements at his hips which she surmised were firearms of some sort. She'd seen a few of them before, but, as with the Sabaas, never up close. She could tell from the easy way he rested his hand on them and his cocky grin that he was accustomed to being brash and confident in his dealings with people.

 

Taking a few steps toward the ex-gladiator, she bowed slightly and extended her hand. "I don't believe we've been formally introduced. I am Vaeyrlillandwen Lissëartuilë, of the house of Lissë of the Shasatowa Forest."

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Natasha went over to her horse. She muttered some soothing words in another language.

 

" We have a long journey ahead of us my old friend.Battles ahead.Danger ,great danger. Part of me doesn't want you to be a part of this but I know you wouldn't have it any other way." for the first time in a long time she smiled.

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Sib only looked at the ground when the elven buccaneer approached him, talking about how he would like to hire him into the 'sweet trade' as he called it, Sib only thought of one word when he heard what the elf said, slavery. He visibly winced when he thought of this, turning himself away from the elf, he tried to look busy preparing Scsha-Scsha.

 

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare," the woman said. "It's just that he's such a beautiful mount that I could not help but admire him."

 

Scsha-Scsha perked his head up when he heard what the elfess said, his chest swelled with pride, while he flared his crest proudly as well.

 

"He's also vain," Sib said to himself.

 

"I don't believe we've been formally introduced. I am Vaeyrlillandwen Lissëartuilë, of the house of Lissë of the Shasatowa Forest." The elfess introduced, bowing and offering her hand.

 

He studied the proffered hand for a moment, reluctently he raised his own hand and shook hers. He wasn't used to shaking the hands of wood elves, whom he'd held a deep contempt for within himself since his tribe's destruction, and his imprisonment by Shasatowa renegades, which eventually lead into him being sold into slavery. He'd only met face to face with wood elves in the arenas and on the battlefield, and those he met, he killed, no wood elf so far had escaped...except one.

 

He'd met a few out of arena and field, but it had taken alot to keep himself in check around them. But that was the past, this journey was more important, and killing the Shasatowa representative wouldn't be a smart idea, besides, his time in the Temple Of Set had calmed him and sated much of his hatred and festering anger. It was still a difficulty to be around wood elves though.

 

"I am Sib Chike, son of the late Amun Chike of the former Setarii tribe from the great Oasisan Desert. This is my loyal mount, Scsha-Scsha," he told her with little enthusiasm.

 

"It is a...pleasure, Ms. Lissëartuilë," he said, saying her last name rather fluently, but showing a hint of disgruntlement when saying 'it was a pleasure'.

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Knowing the language in which Natasha spoke, Curudir decided to respond in it, going over to her. "Some say danger is the only way to live, but I consider it a glorified way to die. If there were another way, I would choose it, but sometimes even dangerous acts like this serve the greater good."

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Vae shook the large man hand firmly, looking right into his eyes as was custom. There was something bothering him, she could tell that much, but what exactly it was eluded her. He seemed almost as uncomfortable as his mount, looking quite wary. She hoped that he would ease up on the upcoming trip, since they would all be spending a lot of time together. "Please, call me 'Vae'," she told him. "People find it easier to say than my full name, though I daresay you've said it rather perfectly."

 

She turned to face the buccaneer and repeated her greeting, bowing and offering her hand as well.

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((hey Starmark? With your kindly permision, can my character have a Griffin instead of a horse?))

 

In the distance, it looked liked Tylon was atop of a horse, riding towards the group outside of the southgate. But as the picture came into focus, Tylons "horse" had appeared to have a head of an eagle, and the body of a lion.

 

As him and his companion rode up to the Stathorn and the others, Tylon climbed off his means of transportation and introduced her to the group.

 

"Ladies and Gentlemen, this here Avialon. She is, as you are undoubtly aware of, a Griffin"

 

The beak of the Griffin rubbed affectionotly against her master.

 

"Careful, she might bite!"

 

((You like? I can change it if you want, StarMark))

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((OCC: @Phantom Knight- You can have the Griffin.

@ Empress Padme- Is your horse a Pegasus horse?))

 

“Now we’re all here we should leave.” Stathorn announced. “We’ve got a journey ahead of us and not long for it. We ride for the Ruins of Harrison!”

 

Stathorn guided his horse round in the direction they needed to travel and began to move along t a fast pace. Saben followed his ally closely behind on his Dragon Lighthammer.

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Freyd fallows Stathorn closely side by side and he appreciates the view of the grass and the trees. His horse “Garc” starts his fine pace as a fine horse.

 

“It is beautiful what the gods have created, the nature and all in which we live, don’t you think Lord Stathorn?”- Freyd asked to break a little bit the ice. “I know Zeus and the other gods Hill favor us in this journey.”

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"Let's hope all our gods will favor us in our journey," Ardeth remarked as his horse moved next to the house with the Mireirian mounted on top. As they rode down the road, Ardeth looked at the scenery and although he could see the beauty of the wild life, trees and fields of lush green grass, Ardeth found himself missing the familiar territory of the desert he was accustomed too.

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“Yes my friend, our gods will help us in this journey”- Freyd remarked “This wild life is very different to your’s right my friend?”- Freyd stupidly said knowing the obvious answer. “No need to answer, I know it is haha foolish of me to ask”- Freyd said. “How is the life in you’re kingdom?”- Freyd then asked.

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"As good as any kingdom I guess," Ardeth replied, not knowing the answer to the question, he had never really to time to enjoy a life due to his constant requests of his gods. "It's busy, especially with the damage received by the Seven Kingdom war and the new thread of the Dark Lords, the rise of the Anubian clans aren't helping. There's been a lot to do for a person like me. Always on constant demand, but I have no problem with their requests. They're usually reasonable and I'm serving the creators of the Great Southern Desert. What about your kingdom?"

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“Well friend… We are not a kingdom; we are city-states, each City-State with a council member that represents the City. And well my life has been hard too … War mostly, since I am 15 have been in war … at the beginning for the Kavrar Kingdom and later for the independence of Mireir,so war has touch me.”- Freyd Said

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“Thank you my friend, you’re kingdom and our country are good allies, we fight together against out borders enemies and we maintain an economy system, I am the governor of Oinin, one of the four City-States of Mireir … and as long I am governor of it I swear my City-State will be a ally of Kavrar.”- Freyd said very proudly of the friendship between Mireir and Kavrar.

 

“My gods keep our friendship for along time!!”- Freyd said loudly

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"Captain Keld Kaliko of the Lucky Star at your service. Perhaps you've heard of me?"

 

"Sorry, can't say that I have," Vae replied apologetically. "I've really only been out and about in the world very recently, so I'm afraid I've not experienced all that much." As the Kavrari leader called out the departure command, she gave both Sib and Keld a warm smile. "I'm sure we'll have plenty of interesting experiences together in the very near future, so let's get going." Touching Hallie's mane softly, she swung herself up gently onto the horse's back. Squeezing her legs around Hallie's midsection softly, she clucked her tongue, prompting the pony forward.

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"Sorry, can't say that I have," Vae replied apologetically. "I've really only been out and about in the world very recently, so I'm afraid I've not experienced all that much."

 

Keld was taken aback by the reply. It always pleased him when he crossed foreigners and they recognized him as the dashing pirate who plagued the seas during the Great War.

 

He shrugged this off and mounted his horse and caught up to the rest of the party. Surprised how easily he rode his mount, all cadets had to learn how to ride and fight from a horse at the academy. Though he still felt quite unaccustomed to the land. Especially how the ground beneath stayed still instead of swaying side to side like the deck of a ship.

 

The three humans and dwarf he noticed wore one form or another of cubersome armor, something he was not accustomed too as well. Nobody wore armor on the ships, if you went overboard then staying afloat was out of the question. They carried bows, daggers, and swords. Though no sword like the one he carried. It perplexed him how they were able to fight effectively without any pistols.

 

Keld rode infront of the traveling party, faced them, and took off his hat. Placing it over his heart while bowing. "Good day ya land lovers. Surely you all don't expect me to willingly go on in this quest without getting to know my companions. You all are a bunch of cutthroats for all I know. Anyways...Keld Kaliko, Captain of the Lucky Star and privateer in service of Maria!" He said proudly placing the hat back on his head.

 

OOC: We haven't really had time to introduce each other. And a fellowship going on a very important and difficult quest, needing to trust and depend on each other should probably know each others names.

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Us Cutthroats.” Stathorn complained not stopping his horse and riding by the Privateer. “Perhaps the man who speaks such insults should take a hard look in the mirror. Yes I have heard of you, the man who chose to attack supply ships rather than those made for war, slaughtering civilians and pillaging whatever you came across. If you wish to know me Know I am a Legionnaire loyal and honourable, Son of the Kamir the great explorer of the lands friend to many kings of all Seven Kingdoms. From you I expect nothing, willingly come or turn back and return to your pirate ship.”

 

“I be Whitevine the Dragon Lord, I have not heard of you as my people have little use for the seas.” The dragon Lord informed. “What else would you know of me?”

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"Perhaps the reason why Dwarves have such short stature." TYlon said to Whitevine, hungry for some amusement.

 

He checked tied his bagpac of equipment on his Griffin, but checked to see if everything he needed was present. His swords were in sheaths which were attatched to his back. HIs pistols were sitting patiently in his Gun holsters attached to his belt.

 

"Surely you all don't expect me to willingly go on in this quest without getting to know my companions."

 

"In case you are bothered to know about me, pirate, I am the Valkyrie whom lives among the Marians. I am Tylon Sayge, Shadow Knight of Maria, at your service." he replied, in a rather sarcastic tone.

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Sib was stroking Scsha-Scsha when the order came for the group to move out. He patted the bird's head then with a simple hand gesture the bird sat down, low to the ground, easily allowing him to mount his 'steed'.

 

"I'm sure we'll have plenty of interesting experiences together in the very near future, so let's get going." The wood elf said with a smile to the buccaneer and himself, Sib only looked at her askance, only aknowledging what she said with a gruff, "mhmm."

 

He flicked the strange reins that were on Scsha-Scsha, the bird lifting up with ease and trotting off, quickly catching up with the group. When he got there he noticed the 'privateer' already talking everybody else's ears off, Sib just rolled his eyes and slowed Scsha-Scsha down to where he was with the rear group of riders, out of range of the boistrous man.

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“Perhaps the man who speaks such insults should take a hard look in the mirror. Yes I have heard of you, the man who chose to attack supply ships rather than those made for war, slaughtering civilians and pillaging whatever you came across. If you wish to know me Know I am a Legionnaire loyal and honourable, Son of the Kamir the great explorer of the lands friend to many kings of all Seven Kingdoms. From you I expect nothing, willingly come or turn back and return to your pirate ship.”

 

Keld grinned, a stern military man idead. "I'm a privateer and the Lucky Star is no mere pirate ship. A man has got to make a living somehow, and buccaneering is quite lucrative. Especially with permission from the King of Maria. Legionnaire, it's good to know you." He said knowing full well that he might as well be a pirate. But a war is war, why not make some money from it however you can.

 

 

“I be Whitevine the Dragon Lord, I have not heard of you as my people have little use for the seas.” The dragon Lord informed. “What else would you know of me?”

 

"Here and there, not much information of the outside world gets to you while at sea. Much respect for the dwarves, but they ought to come out of their caves sometime and smell the fresh air."

 

"In case you are bothered to know about me, pirate, I am the Valkyrie whom lives among the Marians. I am Tylon Sayge, Shadow Knight of Maria, at your service." he replied, in a rather sarcastic tone.

 

"It's privateer, but nice to see another person carrying pistols. You know I was a candidate to be Shadow Knight. They said I lacked discipline though. No matter, that was a path I'm glad I did not take."

 

"And I am Curudir, Son of Curadan, Champion of Kavrar. I may not be leader of this fellowship, but I know Stathorn well, so I advise you, stay on his good side."

 

"Might be a problem. The man seems a bit too serious. Pleasure to meet you though." Keld looked over the heavily armored soldier. Realizing that he was probably the least serious person in this whole group.

 

"This is Nema.You all seem to have strong horses.Very good. Treat them right and they do the same.Treat them wrong and you will have to deal with me."

 

Keld laughed at this. "I'll keep that in mind miss." Indeed he would. Reminding himself to kick a horse in her presence sometime just to see how fiery she would get. It might be amusing, or he might end up dead. Keld scratched the thought from his head as soon as it entered.

 

Keld decided that nobody was really in the mood for talk at the moment and drifted to the outside of the traveling group. There was always his pipe to keep him company so he lit it up and took a couple puffs. Gazing straight ahead as he rode.

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