@Suku Way I would see it, you got the post out, that is all that matters. Hope things clear up for you on the home front, as the saying goes, sure as sure.
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The Spider Trade convoy continued regardless of the newcomers, and one such convoy was on its way to a popular trade destination. Q2, specifically, the Isle Eternia, well known for its finished goods. This made it a popular in between destination for convoys coming back with raw goods, but preferred dealing in properly finished trade goods, which made a strong convoy presence coming back from other lands within the Great House. Of course, approaching Eternia, they were going about business as usual, securing the convoy for transit as they started making their way through Q2 to approach the mighty walls of the Eternia people, noting the rather heavy busy work going on the wall, probably because of the newcomers. The convoy leader knew his brother was going to trade with them, and had wished him luck as they parted ways.
Approaching the lowest gate, designated for trade use, going through the process of letting the guards sweep the convoy for anything forbidden for trade. There shouldn't be anything, no one having passed on trade restrictions that have changed in the meantime, the convoy's guards working with the Eternia forces to make things move as expediently as possible, before being waved in through the gates. As isolationist as they were as a people, the trade was necessary for continued success, and the spiders had never betrayed such an old race of people, so they had a decent rapport between the two kinds. Made trade easier and more lucrative, so that was all that mattered to the spider folk. They walked the familiar path up to the trade levels where they would work on finding a place to set up for trade, talking with other traders and travelers, collecting information for their own good, and indirectly, the good of the Guild.
Approaching the lowest gate, designated for trade use, going through the process of letting the guards sweep the convoy for anything forbidden for trade. There shouldn't be anything, no one having passed on trade restrictions that have changed in the meantime, the convoy's guards working with the Eternia forces to make things move as expediently as possible, before being waved in through the gates. As isolationist as they were as a people, the trade was necessary for continued success, and the spiders had never betrayed such an old race of people, so they had a decent rapport between the two kinds. Made trade easier and more lucrative, so that was all that mattered to the spider folk. They walked the familiar path up to the trade levels where they would work on finding a place to set up for trade, talking with other traders and travelers, collecting information for their own good, and indirectly, the good of the Guild.
Stukov was half asleep again when the new guardswoman came down, who seemed to have some beef with Smiles. This was....rather unusual, as the former armsman quietly watched the back and forth, Smiles not doing much to hide or not show off her butt via hand placement. He resisted sighing as Smiles leaned closer to the guardswoman.
He winced slightly at her comment on the Commissars and their necessary purpose in executing the smart mouths and such. To be fair, they had a rather miserable life to begin with, hearing their stories, so he didn't really need to comment on that.
Smiles acccusing the guardswoman of sleeping around with the Slaaneshi cultists meant someone had to step in and at least try to get them to play nice. Stukov stood up, the sigh sounding rather odd through his bionic voice box.
"Smiles, Guard Gal, I think there's been enough infighting as it is. Fat ass cultists aside, we got enough to not look forward to without you two at each other's throats, yeah?"
He winced slightly at her comment on the Commissars and their necessary purpose in executing the smart mouths and such. To be fair, they had a rather miserable life to begin with, hearing their stories, so he didn't really need to comment on that.
Smiles acccusing the guardswoman of sleeping around with the Slaaneshi cultists meant someone had to step in and at least try to get them to play nice. Stukov stood up, the sigh sounding rather odd through his bionic voice box.
"Smiles, Guard Gal, I think there's been enough infighting as it is. Fat ass cultists aside, we got enough to not look forward to without you two at each other's throats, yeah?"
Well this conversation between Cath and Adrianne turned interresting,. I'm almost expection for the other people present to pull out the popcorn xD
Or, foolishly, involve themselves?
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"And with those words, @Eisenhorn orchestrated the end of Stukov, and the opening for his new, long-awaited character... "
Shhh, don't question my cunning plan, Stukov has to go out with style. "And so, the poor armsman was murdered by the fueding women, over a comment on the fact both their asses were equal and there was no point in arguing..."
I think I shall try to be a voice of reason between those two xD
You have my tanks.
@Rithy Here's hoping the great Emprah cuts him a little slack, eh?
And I had an idea, but I cant draw worth shit, perhaps some of the great moments of this band so far?
And I had an idea, but I cant draw worth shit, perhaps some of the great moments of this band so far?
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