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A rider was slowly moving down the road, her pretty great horse carrying her and a big wolf behind herself without any difficulty. The woman wore clothes made out of cotton, linen and furs. Her fur coat currently completely buttoned up, only from a small opening could the linen shirt underneath could be seen. Down across her stomach over her coat she wore a corset of sorts that kept the fur coat nicely closed and tight, while also providing decent protection for her stomach in the form of tempered and layered leather. She also wore a set of pants made out of fur and linen also. Finally to complete her image, she had very high leather boots, tightened above and under her knee with straps. Effectively making it so water would hardly enter them. The very last detail was a strange belts tied to some small steel chains to her corset. It was a log leather strip with steel and silver round plates across it on even intervals, adorned with the moon cycles.
On her forehead could be seen a braided band of leather strips. Her long raven hair softly flowed behind herself almost like a black silken cape and from underneath said cape only the metal on two handles of swords shone. The handles were curved and adorned with some kind of red wood. Aside the curious swords she carried, this woman appeared to be hailing from Skellige.
The woman threw a glance behind herself where she had strapped the dead wolf to the saddle. It was truly a great beast with beautiful gray fur. It's pack had made the mistake of attacking her 2 days back and she had taken it as a trophy. The wolf was clearly dead, from a great slash across it's neck. She had even wrapped the wound with cloth so it's blood doesn't dirty her horse and the rest of it's fur. From what she knew, there was a village not far from where she now stood... maybe half an hour slow ride until there. The wolf was starting to smell a little so she had no other choice, but go there. They should have leather workers or hunters to skin this beast. She liked it's fur and frankly it would make a fine set of new gloves at the very least, but she had other plans for the beautiful gray fur of this one. She was decent at sewing, but not so great at skinning thus she wanted a trained person to do it.
She had heard the rumors of a Sylvan praying on this village, but frankly wasn't as convinced. AS far as she was concerned, she was just here to get the wolf skinned and it's pelt prepared. Suddenly as she heard a distant scream coming from the village up ahead, her horse stopped in it's tracks, shacking head in disapproval and stopping in place.
“Eeasy... easy, Aslan.” The woman stated, caressing the horse's head.” When were you ever afraid from some screams?” She added, calming the horse down until it started to move again.” Let's go see if they have someone to take care of my wolf problem. Eitherway you get to not carry that heavy as hell wolf anymore once we arrive.” The rider whispered to the horse that finally calmed enough to move again. ' Maybe it's the bad grass and he feels restless. I should buy him some proper feed if they have at the village.' She thought, once more riding with confidence forward.
On her forehead could be seen a braided band of leather strips. Her long raven hair softly flowed behind herself almost like a black silken cape and from underneath said cape only the metal on two handles of swords shone. The handles were curved and adorned with some kind of red wood. Aside the curious swords she carried, this woman appeared to be hailing from Skellige.
The woman threw a glance behind herself where she had strapped the dead wolf to the saddle. It was truly a great beast with beautiful gray fur. It's pack had made the mistake of attacking her 2 days back and she had taken it as a trophy. The wolf was clearly dead, from a great slash across it's neck. She had even wrapped the wound with cloth so it's blood doesn't dirty her horse and the rest of it's fur. From what she knew, there was a village not far from where she now stood... maybe half an hour slow ride until there. The wolf was starting to smell a little so she had no other choice, but go there. They should have leather workers or hunters to skin this beast. She liked it's fur and frankly it would make a fine set of new gloves at the very least, but she had other plans for the beautiful gray fur of this one. She was decent at sewing, but not so great at skinning thus she wanted a trained person to do it.
She had heard the rumors of a Sylvan praying on this village, but frankly wasn't as convinced. AS far as she was concerned, she was just here to get the wolf skinned and it's pelt prepared. Suddenly as she heard a distant scream coming from the village up ahead, her horse stopped in it's tracks, shacking head in disapproval and stopping in place.
“Eeasy... easy, Aslan.” The woman stated, caressing the horse's head.” When were you ever afraid from some screams?” She added, calming the horse down until it started to move again.” Let's go see if they have someone to take care of my wolf problem. Eitherway you get to not carry that heavy as hell wolf anymore once we arrive.” The rider whispered to the horse that finally calmed enough to move again. ' Maybe it's the bad grass and he feels restless. I should buy him some proper feed if they have at the village.' She thought, once more riding with confidence forward.
@VKAllen I know. ^^
Okeyyyyyyyy time to pooooooooooooost! probably riding a big warhorse into town, carrying a big wolf for skinning xD
@Jones Sparrow Hey what's the commotion that stirred the village? Is it one of our characters arriving or...?
ohh commotion* oops typo fail xD well the opening posts states teh villige suddenly gets all full of commotion and then silence again. As if something happened, they saw something or something like that.
Anyone has any ideas what this thing that caused common among the villigers was?
'Ohhh there we go again...' Me thought when she felt the pull of the portal energy as all molecules in her body were been attracted towards the magical phenomenon just as Vashi was about to say something. Mei wished to struggle so she can hear what the night elf was going to say, but no amount of struggle or desire could stop this as she was hurled through the portal at what appeared to be a balista bolt speed. Lights, shadows and images flashed before her eyes as she arrived on the other end, flew past some draenei and straight into the Exodar bank.
*Outside the bank~~~*
“Hmmm?” A draenei woman with pure black hair and very pale blue skin blinked as she was passing by the bank, noticing the portal that stood there. Next moment a draenei shape and colored someone flew past her into the bank, with a surprising not crashing sound following. She blinked a few times when the guards of the bank entrance joined her as a night elf also showed up through the portal.
“Are you with Meirie?” One of the bank guards asked Vashi, smirking with very suggestive smile, after having heard Vashi's way of addressing the berserker.” She's inside the bank.” They pointed the entrance so Vashi can storm into it.
Then a high elf showed up to their surprise. None of them were aware Mei had picked up adventuring away, non the less form a party to adventure with! This was huge news! Meirie had vanished years ago now, many had wondered where she was and now she shows up with a party no less!
“There in the bank.” The draenei replied to Sharon, their worried expression changing into slightly amused ones.” She was flung like always, I do believe we put that huge plant thing at the corner in front of the doorway to break her occasional appearances no?” One of the guards asked the other one as they burst out in laughter, returning to their duties. Apparently Mei being flung out of portals at the bank was not a new occurrence!!!
*Back into the back~~~~ *
“Hey, Meirie!” The bank clerk shouted in surprise as she realized who came flying and impacting into the big plant thing they kept nearby. It was a big bush like plant tree thing they had put there years ago.” You've returned!” The clerk shouted, the attention of the other two newer clerks already attracted by the big warrior woman who now was slowly standing up from the bush.
“Yeah... things happened... My vault still standing?” She asked, walking over to the counter.
“Of course! We kept everything secure, waiting for your return.” The woman replied as Vashi stormed into the bank after Mei.” Here's your key, but I suppose, there's no need to walk you to the vault?”
“No need, I know the way.” Meirie replied turning to her companions.” I will go grab my gear, going to return in a few minutes.” She stated, placing a hand on Vashi's shoulder.” You wait for me here okey? Withdraw some gold coins from my account.” Meirie asked of the night elf and turned to the clerks.” She's got right to withdraw from my account from now on.” She stated and looked at Sharon.” You can ask Vashi to draw the money for the portal runes, but I'm pretty even I don't have enough to pay for the repair on your mansion, sorry. Alright be back in a few minutes.” She said with a smile, storming deeper into the bank.
“So... you're the little thing who have our every sad and lonely warrior all active and pretty in love by the looks of it?” The clerk asked Vashi, judging by how Mei acted towards Vashi and the fact she was allowed right to withdraw money from the account. Mei was know for not trusting anyone even her former party with her bank storage.” Then what are you? The lover?” The clerk asked Sharon with a smirk.
*Outside the bank~~~*
“Hmmm?” A draenei woman with pure black hair and very pale blue skin blinked as she was passing by the bank, noticing the portal that stood there. Next moment a draenei shape and colored someone flew past her into the bank, with a surprising not crashing sound following. She blinked a few times when the guards of the bank entrance joined her as a night elf also showed up through the portal.
“Are you with Meirie?” One of the bank guards asked Vashi, smirking with very suggestive smile, after having heard Vashi's way of addressing the berserker.” She's inside the bank.” They pointed the entrance so Vashi can storm into it.
Then a high elf showed up to their surprise. None of them were aware Mei had picked up adventuring away, non the less form a party to adventure with! This was huge news! Meirie had vanished years ago now, many had wondered where she was and now she shows up with a party no less!
“There in the bank.” The draenei replied to Sharon, their worried expression changing into slightly amused ones.” She was flung like always, I do believe we put that huge plant thing at the corner in front of the doorway to break her occasional appearances no?” One of the guards asked the other one as they burst out in laughter, returning to their duties. Apparently Mei being flung out of portals at the bank was not a new occurrence!!!
*Back into the back~~~~ *
“Hey, Meirie!” The bank clerk shouted in surprise as she realized who came flying and impacting into the big plant thing they kept nearby. It was a big bush like plant tree thing they had put there years ago.” You've returned!” The clerk shouted, the attention of the other two newer clerks already attracted by the big warrior woman who now was slowly standing up from the bush.
“Yeah... things happened... My vault still standing?” She asked, walking over to the counter.
“Of course! We kept everything secure, waiting for your return.” The woman replied as Vashi stormed into the bank after Mei.” Here's your key, but I suppose, there's no need to walk you to the vault?”
“No need, I know the way.” Meirie replied turning to her companions.” I will go grab my gear, going to return in a few minutes.” She stated, placing a hand on Vashi's shoulder.” You wait for me here okey? Withdraw some gold coins from my account.” Meirie asked of the night elf and turned to the clerks.” She's got right to withdraw from my account from now on.” She stated and looked at Sharon.” You can ask Vashi to draw the money for the portal runes, but I'm pretty even I don't have enough to pay for the repair on your mansion, sorry. Alright be back in a few minutes.” She said with a smile, storming deeper into the bank.
“So... you're the little thing who have our every sad and lonely warrior all active and pretty in love by the looks of it?” The clerk asked Vashi, judging by how Mei acted towards Vashi and the fact she was allowed right to withdraw money from the account. Mei was know for not trusting anyone even her former party with her bank storage.” Then what are you? The lover?” The clerk asked Sharon with a smirk.
Jeanette 'Mosi' Crane
Location: The Almack's.
“They should. My father's a good decent man who values personal qualities, while Clarice... I mean my mother's not really interested in appearances as long as things work out fine for the family.” She explained quickly, without really getting into details. IT was true though, in difference from Millicent's mother, Clarice while huge on the both written and unwritten norms for society, she still mainly thought of the family's standing. A little scar or two weren't something she'd pay any heed to especially since it was about her, unless it was a man of lower stature as that was not the benefit of the family.
“Of course not, I'd be rather pleased to meet them. They raised a fine man such as you, they must be good men.” Jeanette replied with a smile and she certainly was sure in her words. She liked Fyror, he was a great person, a rare type of person in London and especially among the higher class.
“It's pleasure to meet all of you.” Mosi greeted Fyror's family after they were introduced. They indeed all appeared like fine people. She did find Fyror's mother smile rather curios though.” Thank you for the kind words.” She added with a smile.” It's great to see the people who raised such a fine man such as Fyror.” Mosi finally stated herself after she was complimented. She didn't really get the 'fair maiden' meaning, but assumed it was a compliment of sort non the less. Thus she returned a sort of compliment herself.
“Sadly I cannot reply, Ms. Kildragon, as it was a gift from my parents. I do not know where they got it from.” Mosi replied to Fyror's sister, Genevieve, with a friendly smile. She was a polite girl, maybe a little tainted by the society's norms also, but she had promise to be a decent person! What a meeting, so many fine people, all in a single family!
“Fyror, it's alright.” Mosi came to Leon's aid with a smile and a soft laugh herself.” Laughing is a good thing, laughing makes the world seem brighter, don't appear so angry. You should laugh more also.” She added with a smile, throwing a veiled smile at Leon, suggesting to limit his actions to not irk Fyror any further. It was all a playful gesture though, she didn't really mind him laughing, it was fun and she herself felt very out of place with the dress anyways.
As she was pulled away to talk with Fyror's father about the Soulless danger present, she bid the mother and daughter wishes for pleasant time at the event.
“Thank you, Colonel. The pleasure was mine, I wish we meet again in the future.” She replied as the older man had his duties to attend to and turned to Fyror again with a smile.” You have great family, Fyror.” She stated before she heard a very specific voice behind herself.
“Jeanette, we were looking for you since we arrived.” It was Clarice's voice, her mother. The older woman looked a lot like Mosi or it was probably Mosi that looked like Clarice. In fact with both of them in dresses the family resemblance was very obvious. Naturally Clarice had noticed Fyror and the talk with his father. All those had roused her interest about who this young man was, but considering she had a chat with William, Jeanette's father, she knew what had transpired earlier that day. She threw a look at Mosi, as if stating she was waiting to be introduced.
“Fyror... this is my family.” Mosi said with a sight.” My father William, my mother Clarice, my sisters Brigitte and Beatrice and finally my brother Ernest. Family, this is Fyror.” She quickly introduced all of them in turn and they gave the token greetings to Fyror... Except William, he quickly stepped up.
“I heard what you did for my daughter, very brave and chivalrous from you to go with her on that task. You have my gratitude.” Mosi's father stated, but he clearly had the look like he wanted to ask something else. Before he could do that, his wife reached and took his elbow, pulling his attention.
“Now, now, let's don't hinder them, William. I'm sure the two of them have tasks to do, why not leave them and not hinder them.” Clarice stated to a huge surprise to William who didn't appear as pleased, but Mosi's mother wasn't going to let him possibly scare away Fyror with rapid question about his relationship with her eldest daughter. They needed to wed her as soon as possible, so hopefully she settles down and stop all that nonsense dressing like a man or even smoking pipe!
As her family was now moving away, she threw a look at Fyror.” Well... My mother seems to like you, but I wonder why my father looked so on edge when he seemed like he had things to ask you... He's usually a lot more relaxed and friendly towards people...”
Satilla Valen
Location: Yellow Rose Temple
Interacting With: Yomdi
Interacting With: Yomdi
Well this was very strange thing to witness. Yomdi's way of healing Sana was rather... what was the exact word for it. Satilla struggled to explain it before finally reaching the not so great word to explain it. It was hyper energetic! He was all over the place and for a man who appeared at a certain age, the degree of activity he was displaying was rather impressive... almost too much so. Satilla only wished she was even a fraction of active as him when she was older.
“Ah!!!” She gasps in surprise and horror when the bard was thrown across the hall. He was trying to heal her!? Maybe? Or not? She was confused, but what she did know was that the bard's limp body was a fact. The witch was just about to rush forward to attempt to provide some aid when Yomdi coerced her body into breathing. The voice that came out of Sana's mouth shocked the witch. She sounded normal!” How in the spirits...!?” She witch wondered in confusion, trying to comprehend this.
“Ahh yes... I do have questions...” Satilla confirmed to Yomdi, but he appeared to not be in the mood to answer for some reason as he was just telling them to leave. The witch wasn't going to complain about it though, maybe she'd get a chance to rest now. She simply complied and walked after Sana and Keystone.' Those two will end up an item. If they aren't already.' She thought to herself.
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