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[WE] Stuck in a Storm (Alinta x Torsten)

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Sabra Knight

Feral Galaxy

PostPosted: Wed Apr 17, 2024 7:13 pm


Cornetified

When Alinta had volunteered to go on a training trip towards the Matori border with Oba, the hybrid had not been expecting to get trapped inside a resort because the skies randomly decided to rip apart with rain and hail. So much for that afternoon run. She mused as she pressed through the crowd of travelers and soldiers seeking shelter for the evening. Not that she could blame anyone considering how nasty the storm was outside, the winds alone could rip someone from their mount if they weren’t careful enough. Her own xaraan was thankfully safe inside the nearby stables, the resort having just enough space for those who had managed to arrive before the rains got as heavy as they were now. At least they had been fortunate enough to be near a trading post, the allure of merchants and travelers going between Oba and Matori leading to the creation of this resort that could house large groups and offered large bathing areas and a nearby private beach for those exploring the coast of Matori for the first time. The main building was a tavern with several connecting wings that were mostly rooms, the large decorative archways and high ceilings fairly impressive though Alinta supposed they did want to go over the top considering the number of noble and wealthy merchant families that would take vacations here when they didn’t want to go to Jatine, some choosing the ocean around Matori over the Oban lakes. She just hoped that rather than being simply fancy the building was stable enough, especially as the winds started howling outside with the storm coming in full force now.

[Alinta 1]
PostPosted: Wed Apr 17, 2024 7:39 pm


Soaked through to the bone, Torsten and his fellow guards burst into the resort in a disheveled and disorganized mess. A few grunting curses rose from the group as they stomped their feet and shook out their sleeves in the grand lobby; and earned them quite a few looks from the surrounding shelter seekers.

"Oy, straighten up there," the captain snarled. "You're the Oban Guard, not a scrabble of mercenaries!" Immediately, the whole lot of them came to attention. "Better. Now, no roughhousing, watch your language, and mind your manners. We're all stuck here until the storm passes. I doubt there're any rooms left anyway, but mind you to leave any rooms for the rest of these fine folk trapped here with us. Find a corner and get comfy. Dismissed."

Torsten peeled his helmet off of his head to scratch at his fuzzy cheek. He looked slowly around the main building, taking in the regal space and the warm tavern. "Time for a good drink to warm these bones." He nodded to his companions and headed for the bar first thing. He could squeeze out his dripping clothes while he waited in the long line for his blood-warming mead.

Sabra Knight

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