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The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

Right, right, Jamie. I have enough trouble remembering real person names XP

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

@rivaan Cruel but effective. The more twisty and uneven the blade is, the worse the wound- it's why a dull knife is more dangerous than a sharp one :P.

@lavulman Speaking of Cain, Celtic has been pretty quiet recently. It says he's logged in since his last post but that's it. I'm waiting on him so I can make another Tirñea post.

For now I'll post for Calieo once I get to a computer though :)

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

[Calieo]

As Calieo neared the edge of the market, someone behind her addressed the knight in a less than respectful tone. She stopped, and slowly turned her head to look back at whomever had called out to her. At first she'd suspected it to be the short woman carrying an awful lot on her back, but quickly turned her attention to the fur wrapped lady on the ground when she started speaking again. She was complaining about the piece of splintered wood on her blanket, and requested compensation for the broken trinket.

Calieo waited a moment to be sure the woman in furs had nothing else to say, then snorted disapprovingly before turning away and continuing to walk off. "Your money is stupid, and trinkets worthless," Calieo spat over her shoulder, still largely unhappy with how her day was going. Who in their right mind would pay for a piece of wood? Then to leave such things on the ground if you wished to keep them safe? It was foolish and irresponsible at best.

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

[Calieo]

Up ahead the street had begun to grow wider, and Calieo grimaced as the sound of the marketplace grew louder. They were terrible little conventions scattered about this city, filled with needlessly loud imbeciles trying to hock their worthless goods. They'd all proved to be useless so far despite everyone's confidence in the collections of stalls and booths. What Calieo needed was direction, someone who could tell her where to find what she seeked, but unfortunately she only had the vaguest idea of what that was. She knew it was old, far too old for any normal archive to contain any information regarding it's whereabouts. Calieo doubted anyone selling anything from out of a booth would have such knowledge, but still it was the only option anyone had told her of.

The street soon began to grow wider, and moments later Calieo stood at the edge of yet another plaza occupied with dozens of booths and tents. People pushed past each other as they ducked between shops, coin being swapped for goods while shop keepers tried to manage multiple customers at once. The disorganization of it all made Calieo even more unhappy than she already had been, and she groaned loudly before moving towards the market to examine what it had to offer. Quickly she moved past as many stalls as she could, eyeing each one for long enough to see what they sold before moving on to the next. So far Calieo had seen only one stall selling anything remotely close to what she needed, but upon opening one of the books set out on the counter Calieo found it to be full of practical use information regarding something called 'cooking'.

After passing about every stall this market had to offer and finding nothing, Calieo had her hands in her hair and was about ready to pull it out. Deciding against that, the knight lowered her hands and drew in a sharp breath to try calming herself. All this commotion was unbearably irritating, and now convinced that these markets were useless Calieo had no reason to stay. Angrily she stormed off, heading for the nearest street she could see and pushing past a few people to get there hastily. In her rush the knight failed to notice the shop set out on a fur blanket near the ground, and instead focused on shoving aside the young woman standing in front of it. Without pausing to excuse herself Calieo walked over top the blanket, her boot crushing a wooden trinket that had been on display as she walked onward.

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

I'll be posting for Calieo after work later tonight

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

Ville de la Saumure, Docks

As the large, iron clad cargo ship inched closer to the wooden pier, a dock worker tossed out ropes to the sailors so they could begin threading their knots. A few moments later the ramps were set up and the cargo bay was opened to allow access for the crane. Tirñea remained on the ships deck however, watching as the first of the large crates was connected to the large, iron lifting mechanism. Gears spun and black smoke erupted from a pipe above the cabin, and the large, boxy crate began to rise up over the deck. Tirñea followed as the contraption began to turn on it's tower, swinging over the ship, past the loading piers, and stopping once above the larger shipping docks. Her hair and cloak being pushed by the salted sea air, Tirñea watched as the crate was slowly lowered towards, and eventually placed onto the spacious wooden dock. She'd seen on or two others like it on the way into port, but it looked to be that most docks in this city were meant for fishing. Tirñea had never heard of fish before her voyage, but it had been for dinner once on the trip over and was found to be quite delicious.

As a dock hand finished disconnecting the crane, a pair of brawny looking sailors from the ship worked to open the end of the wooden container. After a few minutes of work the nails in the wood began to expose themselves, and the worker on top of the crate was able to push the wooden side downwards to be further pushed open. Before the second sailor could get to work, the crate panel began to push open on it's own, eventually revealing the creature that had been sealed within the box. Both men had known what was in the crate, but when something that size starts moving it still can make some feel uneasy

"Sierpe, te damate!" Tirñea shouted over the noise of the crane, and the beast stopped it's efforts after another shove. The wooden panel began to peel away from the crate from it's own gravity now, and eventually fell to the dock with a wood on wood thud. Sierpe stirred from within the confines of his container, the wurms body twisting slowly as his forelimbs twitched. Tirñea sighed watching as the two men moved away from the crate and moved over towards the young woman.

"I uh- assume ye'd want help gettin' 'at thing out of here?" one of the sailors asked, looking back briefly towards the impatient looking beast.

"If you can show to me, best way from town. Very thanks to you," she replied, giving the bearded man a warm smile before turning her attention to Sierpe. The wurm had calmed down a bit, but noticeably stirred when Tirñea drew nearer. "Sierpe, te comere!" the young beast master commanded, and at her word the wurm twisted forward and moved onto the dock. The distant comments of onlookers didn't escape Tirñea's attention, and she looked about the docks and piers briefly to familiarize herself with her surroundings. "Where to?" she asked, her wurm lifing it's front with it's pointed forelimbs to look down at Tirñea.

"Just follow us, we can show you out of the city," the second sailor offered, motioning that he be followed as he began moving towards the dry docks. His companion soon followed, and Tirñea looked up at her familiar with an amused grin. "Come, Sierpe, come," she called, using her staff to bang the ground a little harder than she needed as she walked. The wurm started after it's trainer, crawling along at a reasonable pace so to not make others wait.

After a few twists and turns down curved stone streets, they had eventually reached past the boundaries of the city. As the cobblestone turned to dirt, and grassy earth began to overtake the paved walkways, Tirñea lead her familiar off the path and away from the road. "You said you were goin' to Tour de Rouge, yeh? It's easy to find, you can see it from 'ere," one of the sailors commented, pointing towards a massive tower in the distance.

"Thank you," Tirñea replied, stopping to retrieve her coin purse. She removed four large, brass dollars, two for each sailor, and thanked them once more before waving the two goodbye. For a little while she stood there, admiring the view of the mountains and surrounding terrain while Sierpe lay down in the grass. After a few minutes though Tirñea knew she had to get moving, and lifted her staff into the air with one arm. "Sierpe, burcado," she commanded, and swung the staff downwards to smack the larger end into the earth. Sierpe lifted himself from the ground and moved his head towards the ground, pressing the armoured point of it's nose into the earth. It's toothed mouth opened slightly and the creature bellowed as it drove it's head downwards. The earth gave way and the beast twisted down into the ground, it progressing quicker the more of it that went down. Soon all that remained was a large, 3 foot wide hole ripped into the side of the road, and with a grin on her face Tirñea began to head back to the road. It looked to be a few hours away, maybe sooner if she jogged some of the way. She'd been told it would be the place to ask for directions, and find somewhere to go. Before Tirñea brought her staff upright, she smacked it into the ground three more times as she walked along. Though none could see, Sierpe could hear, and the wurm understood the command to stay nearby and follow, allowing it some freedom to explore the new terrain.

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

@rivaan I'd be flattered if you wanted to draw my other character as well, but don't go out of your way :). By all means though you have permission XP

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

And so it begins! First IC posts are up, and we're ready to start :). We'll still be accepting new players if anyone shows up, and AisleTen will join us when he's ready, so go at it and have fun

@rivaan Exams are brutal- I believe though. Oh and thanks again for that drawing you did, I ended up adding it to my app :P. I love the details

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

Falke, East Shopping District

From within the great walls of Falke, the sky above the city becomes a framed painting of the heavens, today the clouds largely overcast with a few patches of blue poking out from between the gray. The main streets having quieted down since the morning, droves of people gather at the various markets scattered throughout the city. Brightly coloured banners and lamps decorate the roads leading between these bazaars, guards armoured in yellow and blue patrolling the side streets in pairs as the citizens went about their day. On one such side street, a knight in shimmering armour hastily marched from block to block, occasionally approaching one person or another to ask directions before moving on.

"You there," the knight called out for the fifteenth time that day, walking up to an older gentleman with a cane. "I seek information regarding the whereabouts of an ancient artifact. Where might I find such a thing?" Calieo inquired, pointing her shielded arm towards the stranger as she drew close.

"Beg yer pardon?" the old man replied, his eyes on the blade the knight had strapped to her arm. He stopped walking once the two of them were close enough to speak, and briefly eyed up whomever this person was while she began to talk again.

"I seek information regarding the whereabouts of an ancient artifact," Calieo repeated, speaking far slower this time and overemphasizing her pronunciation, "Do you know where I might find such a thing?" Her tone carried an air of irritation, and impatiently she began drumming her fingers near where her mace hung from her waist.

"Have you tried searching the markets? Just follow the banners, you'll find one, easy," the old man replied, grinning from beneath his whiskers as Calieo snorted in frustration.

"The market, try the markets, have you tried the markets?" Calieo mimicked in a mocking tone, pushing past the old man and resuming her march through the streets. She'd already been to two of these marketplaces and had no luck at either, everyone there trying to sell some form of useless material possession. It was the only answer she seemed to be getting however, so with a defeated sigh Calieo changed her path once again to start following a street decorated with purple and yellow. It hadn't taken the knight long to figure out these markets were all recognized with a different kind of banner, the streets leading to each decorated respectively with some roads having as many as five different kinds. She'd already been to the purple market, so she headed in the direction of the yellow decorations with the hopes that she'd find something useful this time.

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

@rivaan Holy shit, mah dude. That's actually really good- I kinda like it better than my drawing XP. Like damn, nice job