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Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 3:58 am
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Nyah
Leaving Green Cliffs
(23:48:44 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
- To believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must
also believe in a common fate.-
|- WhiteWater-|
on board a ship at the docks
says to ALL:
Was not long and we were back at The docks the 4 Creats of 25
pots were packed in to the Crates that had been bought with me
from White Water..4 men and two thralls Loaded the crates on to
the serpent passing the creates from the 4 sets of hands to the
next who Waited on Board... when done the creates were covered
in fishing nets and furs so that none of the Order would be
damaged. they were safe now and secured ready for The trip to
The Markets....Tiberius and His men had Overseen the Trip The
Meeting and now The delivery.. We would head off to the Markets
on The next tide...
(23:49:54 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
- To believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must
also believe in a common fate.-
|- WhiteWater-|
in the water of the inlet
says to ALL: all was Ready.. the crew was sorting the ship...
jamee checking the ropes to the sails....
was then I looked up to see Bubba moved along the dock towards
the ship Ready to Set sail... he stepped from the Dock to the
ship and called out orders... the men instantly took up there
seated area and pulled the oars the common Chant started.. and
the hitting of the ores as The skip was pushed away from the
docks... jamee now Standing at the serpents neck Chanting along
with the Crew....her eagerness to have all in time as she
screamed out the chant with them.... the horn sounded as the
small skip moved Over the waters and off out to the Thassa
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Arrives at Markets
(23:53:17 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
- To believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must
also believe in a common fate.-
|- WhiteWater-|
: Enters...
(23:58:36 ) judt~o~ : Leaves...
(23:59:44 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
- To believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must
also believe in a common fate.-
|- WhiteWater-|
: The ships had arrived and The 4 crates were taken to one of
the whorehouse that i kept my supplies... I would make sure that
a message was left on the message boards in the markets for all
to read so the woman who ordered the Pots would be aware of the
deliver before due date
(00:35:21 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
- MeRcHaNt -
- To believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must
also believe in a common fate.-
|- WhiteWater-|
-[looking around the main square of the market]-
says to || Nyah Coultrain ||- Me: I left The said warehouse and
Made my way along The streets towards The market area and soon I
would find The Board of notices and items for Sale I pulled Out
the rence paper and put it up on the Board pushing the Note Over
the top of another item for sale ... I had no other way of
attaching it.....
HTML http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll168/morwenna2/Untitled-2_zpsttomr382.png
I stepped back and read what I had written That would do...... I
did smile and Made my way to The tables waiting on a return
message
Modify message
#Post#: 127--------------------------------------------------
Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 4:00 am
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VV
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Use Name: Laryk of Vonda
[ Surus the Sworn Sword ]
Mercenary | The Red Watch | Minus
[ Secondary Character of VV/Asha (So don't fall in love with
me)]
-
-[moving through the market's streets]-
says to ALL: *...The public boards were crowded with parchments
some worn and tattered with age and others smooth and pristine
announcing in various script, some bold and others cursive and
elegant, the numerous wares and services available in the area.
More no doubt were secret messages disguised in plain sight,
shrouded in the mundane details of commercial transactions that
would provoke little interest beyond the surface details…The
message that was eventually torn down from the crowded board
though was perhaps a little bit of both…deception masked in
supply and demand though who it was being deceived exactly was
not recognizable on the surface…The young man who stood a moment
staring at this collection of messages before securing the
parchment from the board, was soon walking off, never sparing a
glance back or in any direction as he carried on in a casual
manner to suggest nothing was out of the ordinary….*
*…Eventually after traveling down an adjoining street he came
into view of a wagon parked in front of a warehouse which was
currently being offloaded…bags of flour and grains mostly, along
with a few crates of other dried goods…Paying the men a quick
glance he’d move past them toward the driver’s bench where a
darkly clad figure sat hunched, his face half obscured by his
cloak brought up around his face…The young man who was in fact
an employee of the company that owned the wagon and the goods
being off loaded, would wait a moment before realizing that
indeed the man was asleep and needing rousing…He’d reach up to
the bench to give a man a rough shove which is when Surus’ eyes
snapped open into a scowl soon revealing itself as his cloak
fell away…Exhaling in a groggy grunt Surus straightened and
reached up to wipe his mouth with a leather clad hand mentioning
nothing of the parchment in the other man’s hand right yet, and
instead busied himself with sitting up and bringing himself out
of the depths of much needed sleep and to a higher level of
alertness. He had been traveling with little rest these past few
days and it was now catching up to him…* “What do have
there?”*…He’d finally inquire while searching around the
driver’s bench for a jug of water he was sure he’d stash under
during a stop over in another town the day previous…*
(13:01:34 )
Use Name: Laryk of Vonda
[ Surus the Sworn Sword ]
Mercenary | The Red Watch | Minus
[ Secondary Character of VV/Asha (So don't fall in love with
me)]
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-[moving through the market's streets]-
says to ALL: *…The young man then reached out to present Surus
with the message he had torn from the board some time ago and
reaching for it as he momentarily abandoned his search for
water, Surus would accept it and smooth the rumpled message to
read the bold script…* “Who is Lady Vonda?”*…He’d ask to no one
in particular but turning his dark gaze back to the parchment
when the man urged him to keep reading, Surus realized there
must have been a mix up somewhere regarding the name but the
rest of the message fit with their order…However, the fact the
message was addressed incorrectly put him on edge and he now
viewed it with some caution…Rolling it up to shove into his
cloak Surus thanked the man who nodded and turned away to join
his comrades in unloading the wagon…When the man was out of
sight Surus yawned and continued to puzzle over the message
while once again searching for that water…Meanwhile, he’d have
to decide if he would meet for the delivery or abandon it
altogether with believing the supply chain may have been
compromised by the very individuals whose notice he had been
actively attempting to avoid…*
#Post#: 128--------------------------------------------------
Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 4:00 am
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Nyah
Oh Gawd... Lol Sorry for The Typo But will r/p it out
*smiles
#Post#: 129--------------------------------------------------
Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 4:01 am
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GORDIVA
(22:28:15 )
Whisper of the Winds
Silva alta decurrens
CoT Healer
Circle of Tempest
Around the central fire pit says to ALL:
becoming a bit buggy about the trip of the pots and though it
was just something that fell through the currents within the
forests, of things that make interesting as well having a
knowing of others that would nod head in interest and merely for
The Sake Ove,... And happened, it did..., ~she thought to self~
(22:39:24 )
Whisper of the Winds
Silva alta decurrens
CoT Healer
Circle of Tempest
Around the central fire pit says to ALL:
yet the dead line was soon, "actually the morrow" was
whispered..
for some reason she desired to burn sweet grass to cleanse the
air yet she in-side knew that the last moment of every situation
was always the one best excepted, yet the heart thumping and the
tossing of thoughts always tried to get the best of her.
#Post#: 130--------------------------------------------------
Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 4:02 am
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VV
Script Synopsis:
Laryk, really, really needed those pots and so rather than meet
with Nyah directly, as he was still uncertain about her motives
or her ties given the way she addressed the notice, he puts in
motion a plan which sees him gaining access to the warehouse in
question where the shipment is being held. Bribing some
officials and employing a man adept at faking pox related
symptoms, the warehouse district is shut down and cleared out of
workers and people in the area as quarantine measures go into
effect. It is during this period Laryk and his men enter the
warehouse to ascertain if the shipment is actually there.
Before departing from the warehouse he had just pilfered of the
pots (he didn't take anything else) Laryk leaves one of the
guards bound and near unconscious next to a chest boasting a
heavy duty lock. The contents of the chest are unknown however.
Not even Laryk aka Surus knows what is in the chest which he and
another man found while raiding along the way to the Fair of
Se'Kara. It could be filled with coin, jewels, or a ringer
filled with Walter's dirty undies, or part of pomme's shoe
collection. We just don't know!
OOCly: I hope you don't mind me busting into the warehouse you
rented Nyah. I wouldn't normally go this route at all given that
you weren't present and I was messing with some NPCs but I am on
a tight schedule roleplay wise and I have to keep things moving
per the Nov 3rd deadline. More info about the chest which was
found in roleplay and now transferred to you is incoming in a PM
though! I hope it may yield more interesting roleplay.
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(12:20:07 )
Use Name: Laryk of Vonda
[ Surus the Sworn Sword ]
Mercenary
[Secondary Character (So don't fall in love with me)]
Minus - Imagine Chat
-
: *…The name Nyah of the Merchants was not unknown and indeed
like any good merchant, who most times are keen on advertising
and making themselves available to potential customers and
transactions, was not one cloaked or shrouded in much mystery
which is why it was easy to track down the warehouse she had
come to rent in this particular location…The message she had
reportedly posted on the public boards to “Lady Vonda” was still
in -Laryk’s- possession and while his first impulse was to
abandon this particular transaction based on what seemed to be a
case of mistaken identity, potentially highlighting a compromise
somewhere in the supply chain and perhaps contacts leaking
information, something told him to investigate fully before
moving on…The line between paranoia and caution was rather thin
after all and falling too heavily on the side of paranoia at
every turn in delicate matters could spell missed opportunities,
chances discarded out of fear rather than facts leading to a
failure to complete vital objectives. No, he’d rather know for
certain that the merchant was indeed dealing genuinely in the
shipment he had inquired after…who knew that pottery had such an
important role to play but with the harvest season concluding it
most certainly did though not on its own. When combined with oil
and acids the pots could become weapons, ones that might prove
effective in the fight that most felt was coming despite not
knowing exactly from which direction. Uncertainty hung over so
much, like his efforts here today, but conferring with the men
who had been staking out the warehouse nearby for the past
couple days while issuing bribes to specific individuals,
-Laryk- waited to hear that all was done to his instructions
meaning the way was clear to him…*
(12:29:40 )
Use Name: Laryk of Vonda
[ Surus the Sworn Sword ]
Mercenary
[Secondary Character (So don't fall in love with me)]
Minus - Imagine Chat
-
: *…The meeting taking place on a street corner café nearby was
rather quick and involved the three men reporting to –Laryk-
what they had learned of the merchant, the warehouse and even
its security measures…However, they further updated him on the
bribes they had paid out to officials including the inspectors
who made the rounds, routinely checking for any inconsistencies
that could indicate smuggling activities, or even signs of
plague…In this, -Laryk- was assured they had successfully gained
two such inspectors whose debts outstripped their incomes and
despite this frequented the gambling tables at various
taverns…It was a classic manoeuvre that could pay off though
only if these men proved dependable in their compromised
state…That was always the risk right there, the unpredictable
natures of men swamped in debt, but finishing off his cup of
water –Laryk- announced with determination…* “Let us begin
then.”*…After which the three men and –Laryk- would part ways
only to regroup at the warehouse, though only after the area was
conveniently shut down with access restricted aside from them…*
(12:46:02 )
Use Name: Layrk of Vonda
[ Surus the Sworn Sword ]
Mercenary
[Secondary Character (So don't fall in love with me)]
Minus - Imagine Chat
-
: *…Sometime later an alarm would be raised as a man in the
warehouse district would be discovered on the street, near the
warehouse rented by Nyah and other merchants operating in the
area, bearing symptoms of plague. The whites of his eyes were
yellowed, his skin erupting with black blisters which were
obvious symptoms of the disease said to have held Bazi siege for
two years…However, before a mob could gather and kill the
apparently infected man guards under orders from the inspectors
would collect the man and hurry him off to be exterminated, or
so they would claim to those in the area showing obvious signs
of distress and concern for their well being. Those concerned
individuals including guardsmen, merchants and local trades
people would urge the inspectors arriving on site to kill the
man outright though eventually their fears were calmed or rather
re-directed as the inspectors pointed out the man had apparently
just exited from a nearby warehouse…soon there were calls to
burn the warehouse down and all within it to contain the
plague…quite a dramatic response but one which highlighted how
fearful the average Gorean was of the pox…The inspectors
expended a great deal of energy and time just then calming the
unruly cries to take effective measures and with some assistance
from a growing contingent of guardsmen reporting to the scene
the people were herded from the area, to safety while a broad
yellow slash was painted across the warehouse front…the colour
and symbol a warning of quarantine…*
(13:05:36 )
Use Name: Laryk of Vonda
[ Surus the Sworn Sword ]
Mercenary
[Secondary Character (So don't fall in love with me)]
Minus - Imagine Chat
-
: *…As the area was cleared and access restricted a lone wagon
would eventually be driven out of a nearby warehouse and parked
behind the one indicated to –Laryk- as belonging to Nyah now in
the midst of being cleared out of guards and other individuals
with the question being posed to them of where their boss was.
While that occurred three men dressed in a manner to suggest
they were officials working in conjunction with the inspectors
quickly disembarked from the wagon where they spent several
minutes assessing the scene, ensuring they were in fact alone in
the area now being temporarily abandoned as the quarantine was
being imposed by the inspectors. In the meantime, other
officials would be also be dispatched to search for Nyah or her
representatives in the area to update them on the situation and
no doubt tie them up with bureaucratic procedures and countless
questions meant to trace the exact route her shipments had taken
to get here in a bid to determine where it would have come in
contact with the pox. All this would all be done to give –Laryk-
and his men the time required to perform their own investigation
which was unfolding now at the warehouse they were about to
infiltrate. With their faces covered as a convenient disguise
doubling as a protective measure taken while moving through
potentially infected zone, the men, which included –Laryk-,
proceeded into the warehouse left open after the local guards
swept through here insisting everyone abandon their duties
immediately to be checked by physicians for any signs or
symptoms of illness…Those who were rounded up in the sweep were
currently at the end of the street far from the warehouses but
the disguised men did not waste time as they proceeded into the
warehouse which was filled with crates…So far everything was
checking out as the men fanned out and began opening the crates
to inspect their contents in their search for the pots. Yes, you
read that right. Pots….*
(13:16:12 )
Use Name: Laryk of Vonda
[ Surus the Sworn Sword ]
Mercenary
[Secondary Character (So don't fall in love with me)]
Minus - Imagine Chat
-
: *…-Laryk- and his men were fast at work prying open the crates
piled along the walls until a call came out which he turned and
answered immediately. Rounding a corner comprised of barrels and
crates, some empty and others filled with wares from foreign
locales, -Laryk- came upon his man who pointing into an opened
crate stuffed with straw directed him to a number of glazed
pots…Immediately –Laryk- grinned behind his face mask and
reaching inside he’d take hold of a pot to note its condition
and also the mark at its bottom. It was one he was not familiar
with but he didn’t really concern himself with the origin of the
pots…Instead, he’d call out to the rest of the men to find their
way here and begin hauling the crates out onto the waiting wagon
which they did with great haste knowing their ruse may not old
for much longer…especially if other officials caught wind of the
situation and began asking some pretty valid questions as to how
this supposed quarantine was unfolding. Knowing they had a small
window to work in the men were quick but careful as they lifted
the wooden crates to take to the wagon…However, once outside the
warehouse they encountered a problem as a guard in the
merchant’s employ had managed to slip through the sweep and
sensing something was amiss returned to the warehouse to check
on it. The guard drawing his sword confronted the two men no the
wagon, declaring they were thieves which is when –Laryk- and the
other man in his employ appeared…The guard realizing he was
outnumbered remained steadfast and looked ready to attack in
order to defend his employer’s wares but as he calculated his
odds he abandoned this thought in favour of running to fetch
help. As the guard bolted off down the lane –Laryk- grunted,
turned and told the men to keep loading…he’d be back soon, and
abandoning his work temporarily he took off after the guard who
had a bit of a head start…*
Use Name: Laryk of Vonda
[ Surus the Sworn Sword ]
Mercenary
[Secondary Character (So don't fall in love with me)]
Minus - Imagine Chat
-
: *…Sprinting to catch up –Laryk- was a fit man but the guard
was a bit younger and lighter on his feet however ducking down a
side lane –Laryk- used it to get ahead of the guard who upon
noticing –Laryk- emerging some paces a head of him sharply
turned and scrambled to go back the other way, ducking down
another nearby lane. This time –Laryk- expended a great deal of
energy to catch up to the young guard in a burst of speed that
brought him within arm’s reach of the man who in his bid to
sharply turn also lost some of his footing…It was in that brief
moment where he fought to regain his balance that –Laryk- struck
him and shoved him aside into a wall. Before the guard could
react or make a clean attempt at a counter attack –Laryk- was on
top of him immediately, giving him no room or moment to react as
he kept the man sandwiched between him and the wall while blows
rained down until the guard was left stunned. Catching his
breath momentarily after leaving the man slumped on the pavement
at his feet –Laryk- was soon grabbing the near unconscious guard
to haul back to the warehouse…where he’d be left a little rough
for wear but otherwise alive and relatively unharmed. He wasn’t
in the business of leaving bodies in his wake as it was messy
and unnecessary. However, he did spent a couple more moments
containing the guard who battled unconsciousness and struggled
to get away but eventually –Laryk- managed to get him back to
the warehouse which had been relieved of the crates of pottery…*
“Help me get him inside, and grab some rope will ya…”*…He’d
state to his accomplices who quickly complied with one remaining
back as a look out and driver on the wagon’s bench…*
(13:40:47 )
Use Name: Laryk of Vonda
[ Surus the Sworn Sword ]
Mercenary
[Secondary Character (So don't fall in love with me)]
Minus - Imagine Chat
-
: *…Time was running out and this sense of urgency hounded
–Laryk’s- heels as he and the other men brought the guard inside
to the very warehouse he was meant to protect. For his troubles
in performing his duty today he was now a bit beaten up but
–Laryk- hoped to make it up somehow, maybe not just right now,
as he understood well that every man had a job to do. In this
case, his was getting this shipment as fast as possible but
first he’d go to work winding the sturdy rope around the guard,
binding his arms behind his back along with his legs. A rag
would be shoved into his mouth as a gag while –Laryk-
explained…* “Nothing personal, eh. Just me and the lads really
need this shipment.”*…Patting the guard’s head as he grumbled
behind his gag, -Laryk- would rise and call out to his group…*
“Bring in the payment.”*…Despite the fact that this entire
incident held the impression of a heist the truth was –Laryk-
was no thief and a moment later a heavy wooden chest boasting
quite an impressive lock was carried into the warehouse by two
of his accomplices. Setting it down next to the bound guard
–Laryk- would delay his departure a moment longer to explain…*
“Tell your employer we are sorry for the inconvenience and that
any effort to locate us should not be taken. As you can see
payment has been made.”*…With that Surus and his men would bar
the warehouse back up and begin making their way from the area
as elsewhere the alarm that had been earlier raised would
de-escalate when it is eventually learned that indeed the man
they encountered did not have the pox…He was just drunk and
rather unkept. In the coming days the officials involved though
would further defend their actions here today against any
criticism or questioning by explaining that in the name of
public safety all extreme measures would and should be taken no
matter if it eventually concludes in a false alarm. Better to be
safe than sorry. Stories and accounts would vary as to what was
really happening but for now…all that mattered was history had
repeated itself and Surus was now flush with more ‘fucking
pots’…*
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Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 4:03 am
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GoRDiVA
tries not to die laughing here... "I love it" 8)
and adds:
(00:02:39 )
Whisper of the Winds
Silva alta decurrens
CoT Healer
Circle of Tempest
Is in Storyteller Mode
says to ALL:
the calls of Gim traveled swiftly according to some highlights
as to the goings on of NyAh's warehouse. Yes there were always
scouts that looked forward to watching things like this to send
back in alert to the rest of us interested. That snicker to face
would appear again in well knowing that most things were going
to end up in some form of a challenge and it was justified once
again. Sure, the pots were easily created, * and with the best
of passion and ability only to yet gain more for the Lair in
added distribution to gaining... Yet the call of gim that seemed
to not only just stretch through the thickness of the forests
but had traveled well from Thessa's very docks. A tangled web
was beginning to be weaved and the outcome could become very
interesting it seemed.
from the chime of calls forming back that passed through many
pasangs, seemed this was becoming more of a mind tease literally
played out rather well.
for now, Whisper would wait for further word from NyAh
#Post#: 132--------------------------------------------------
Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 4:04 am
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Nyah
Payment
(01:39:20 ) - "a compilation of esoteric philosophical
theories"-
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
|-Tyker's Woman-||- MeRcHaNt -|
|- WhiteWater-|
: Many days had passed ... My time in The Markets was coming to
an end... but still no news... I had spent a day in The officers
of The docks Masters being interviewed by inspectors re The
route of my Trade and whom I had come in contact with... word
was out that some man had been found loitering round down By the
warehouses and yes sleeping near my storage places is said he
was with a number of friends some also sick with some Crusty
illness..”The Pox”.The very last thing I needed to be connected
with. I listened to This man tell His story...as My Brow raised
slightly... I had Been down at The warehouse area and No guards
had told me Of the sightings of any ill or unwell people ...
drunks took short cuts Past the warehouses The guards always
watched them but ushered them on there way during the Nights..
The Men would have been well aware if these people were
ill...But all in all the warehouse had been marked with the
yellow mark and no one was taking the risk till all was
sorted....I signed some of the paperwork... writing up
statements of my , doings and then I was allowed to leave.
Nothing More to say about anything.....weird I thought and left
the office.....
(01:45:08 ) - "a compilation of esoteric philosophical
theories"-
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
|-Tyker's Woman-||- MeRcHaNt -|
|- WhiteWater-|
: I moved down along the docks I was a Dressed in Dark attire
...Leathers a tuic and over My shoulders a Long dark Fur that
hung to the ground...it moved swaying with each Large step I
took. Looking Up I saw Bubba moving towards me .. his steps
Large and following Him a Guard... shaking off ropes from his
wrists.....Muttering and speaking faster the any could
understand....He would turn Pointing and waving his arms
about.... was not Long and Bubba was stopped before me...
"Lady Nyah... have you heard what is going On down around the
Warehouses?" he Looked at me with a face full of anger" seems
There was some drunken bum causing havoc at the site... i
believe inspectors have been involved and Now it is told to me
One of Your Guards was tackled Beat up and tied within the
warehouse ...."All this done for those pots?... I knew something
was fishy Nyah didn’t I tell you this....???” I gripped his arm
and tugged Him to come with me away from the dock area... I knew
There were inspectors involved and I thought something was
strange but I was unsure....
"What’s wrong with the warehouse... we have Not been robbed have
we...?" I stopped and looked to Bubba as he shook His head and
allowed the guarded to speak....
"is re the delivery of those pots Nyah... the Man took said Pots
... under the cover of night like a thief... but he did'nt steel
he left payment....”
and The Guard Moved to push the small side door of the warehouse
open... I passed by him and took up a lantern Passing to to
Bubba for him to light......Then the Guard took me Over to where
he had been tied up..."
"Here Lady Nyah... and pointed to a Chest that sat on the floor
of the warehouse... "the Man said that That" and Pointed to the
Chest...."that is for payment of The Pots".. Now I frowned as I
looked Over the chest.... I recalled many a box Like This one
bought Home from Raids when I lived with MacBain But I never got
to Open them Joe always was aware of a chest That needed to be
secured ...in this way....
(01:49:35 ) - "a compilation of esoteric philosophical
theories"-
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
|-Tyker's Woman-||- MeRcHaNt -|
|- WhiteWater-|
: Now I had seen many a box... this one was quiet a fine Looking
thing on its own... But as I kicked at the Lock and chain... I
realized that That lock was going to be hard to get off.... I
was sure Whisper would know someone who could and would be able
to unlock...if not herself... she would know someone who could
pick such a lock....It was intriguing....Anyone would wonder
what was inside such a thing.... But Whisper was My friend and
here was her payment not mine... I motioned for the guard to get
another guard and have this Loaded to a wagon and taken to My
ships cabin for safe travelling back to the cliff...
I dragged out some furs and covered The Box... and when The
other Guard arrived they loaded the Chest to the small wheel
based cart/wagon.. I threw The furs over top and covered the
chest....I was sure there would be others who would be
interested. in such a Fine looking prize... The slow wagon Moved
down toward s The docks , I followed... the ship was ready to
Leave at The right tide.. on arrival the men lifted the chest
and took it up on the Main deck of “The Lady Nyah” and then down
and into the main cabin of her ship.....I remained On deck and
waited for My captain to finish The Loading Of Goods for Home...
and then set sail...
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Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 4:04 am
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GORDIVA
8) Thank You Lady NyAh
~rubbin hands together~
Whisp
#Post#: 134--------------------------------------------------
Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 4:06 am
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GorDiva
Short and well met
(00:14:04 )
Whisper of the Winds
Silva alta decurrens
CoT Healer
Circle of Tempest
Is within the communal winter hut where a constant fire burns
and waiting furs line the walls, it is here Tempest lives
through the long winter months says to ALL:
*Local call-ing of scouts allowed to let be known that another
trip was to be met again soon*
Packs would be brought in set of the trip, as well other trades
including personal gain in coin along with an Alar Poem or to
Many.... "this was an interesting travel ~ though in much of
thinking~ it always was,.. such a way"
chuckles to self some
(00:38:18 )
Whisper of the Winds
Silva alta decurrens
CoT Healer
Circle of Tempest
Is within or near their personal hut says to ALL:
Heading back into the hut, passes through some other storage
baskets gathering whale bone banas , some ready to wear as well
others ready to create. Much light yet this was a trip that not
much was known. With that, took precaution as well skill. and
....:)
#Post#: 135--------------------------------------------------
Re: Potter Wanted --- And Found. Ongoing Roleplay.
DIR By: Nyah691
Date: November 11, 2015, 4:07 am
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Nyah
Arrival with chest to Trading post
(02:53:36 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
-Tyker's Woman |- MeRcHaNt -
- To believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must
also believe in a common fate.-
|- WhiteWater-|
: Enters...
(02:55:44 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
-Tyker's Woman |- MeRcHaNt -
- To believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must
also believe in a common fate.-
|- WhiteWater-|
in the water of the inlet
says to ALL: The Trip to Green cliff was a good one The Weather
fine The winds working to Our favor.... I had grown to Like
sailing in to green Cliff and I had made some very interesting
and fine friends... As The ship entered The Cove The horns were
Heard and echoed The area... was a Great feeling... to Watch The
many People wave from The shore Line....Today would be a quick
trip.... The Chest would be taken to The Woman Whisper and
finally the payment would be passed over to her... Lady Nyahs
part was done......
(02:57:15 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
-Tyker's Woman |- MeRcHaNt -
- To believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must
also believe in a common fate.-
|- WhiteWater-|
at the docks
says to ALL: The dock was full of many to Greet The ship and as
I jumped from the Gang plank to The docks I then moved to state
Our Reason for The Visit.... Leaving Message with The dock
Master that Some goods were to be dropped off at The trading
Camp within The Green cliffs home....Orders had been given for
the chest to be off Loaded and bought to Bubba who was waiting
On the docks....4 thralls and 2 guards and a small Cart was
ready waiting... as The Chest left The ship and was loaded on
the cart.... furs covered The chest so it was not seen.. and
Then The goods were ready ….to Meet up with Whisper
free women make candles for the fall
(03:02:56 )
|| Nyah Coultrain ||
-Tyker's Woman |- MeRcHaNt -
- To believe that a life is meant for a single purpose, one must
also believe in a common fate.-
|- WhiteWater-|
at the edge of the forest in the (safe) trading point
says to ALL: Bubba, Myself a scout and The two guards made there
way along the trail towards The camp... ahead There was a fire
Burning smoke showing someone was about... for now Bubba and the
scout would go Ahead and Make way to Meet up with Whisper.. as
we Moved in to camp i tugged on a small pot and Moved down to
The small Stream filling the Pot with water and slowly Made way
Back to the Camp... It was quiet Here.... I liked The
quiet...memories flooded back of places and faces .. as I passed
The Last tree that would take Me Back to The camp fires.... I
placed the pot in the fires and removed a Mug and a small bag of
Blackwine ... adding the Beans to the waters and Then Rested
back on the Log.... My mug alongside me... as I waited for the
brew to be ready.. and whisper to arrive back with Bubba
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