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 Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 7:43 am
"Pardon me but what is in this potion?" Rune was looking at the strange mixture with some deal of curiosity. "I am fairly good with herbs you see!" I agree we should get moving though all of us. I think they may be a fairly nice summer-ish spot somewhere near here..." As far as Rune remembered there was a place not to far with a patch of grass that seemed to be stuck to summer. She was glad that that pesky snow cloud had just gone away again but it may rain or something around here randomly. The summer spot was fairly safe from weather anomalies so it was prudent to head there. She offered a shoulder to Wolf nodding in the direction of the summer spot. "I think its that way, we should be reasonably safe there."
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 11:42 am
The Captain was used to curious noses making their way into his business. He didn't expect such a motley crew of different intelligent races, however. He had seen half-witted goblins and trolls in his travels now and then, but was wise to avoid encounters with them. True, some were highly evolved species with history and culture, but he'd been run off by sword-wielding barbarians just as often as he'd been welcomed with open arms. It was rare he ever traded with anything other than humans, though the cogs and gears of his brain whirred excitedly with the premise of acquiring rare and exotic artifacts for trade. And while he did have a legitimate front of being a spice trader, he was more than sure none would be pleased to find several crates of opioids hidden away beneath the pungent barrels of spices. Though several figures moved about in the garden in the distance, he ordered his men to remain still until he was sure they meant no harm.
Satisfied things were safe for now, he ordered Madir and several other of his crew to go and gather several bottles of booze. If he was going to approach this crew, he would at least do so with gifts in an attempt to break the ice and establish a sense of cooperation and trust. Digging deep to find his courage, he raised his arms in the air to show them bare of weapons.
"Hello there," he calls out. "My ship has been downed. We're in need of assistance."
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 11:55 am
Alex looked in the direction of the voice, seeing a man calling out."Alright, so there are survivors." He turned to face them before venturing off. "We'll approach cautiously just in case it's a trap."
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 11:58 am
Aramis ordered his men disarmed. All, that is, except for Madir, for to disarm him would mean to have his arms removed entirely. Madir wasn't the most brilliant intellectual on the planet but his fists were perfectly capable of caving in a skull. Which is why the Captain kept him around. Still, he stepped towards the edge of the deck and looked out, arms waving above his head.
"I'm terribly sorry to interrupt your, ah... conversations," he continued. "But it seems my ship is completely out of fuel and we may have suffered some damage."
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 1:42 pm
When Sapphire and the others approached the survivors of the crash, they were cautious as they looked over the newcomers and their ship. "What caused you to crash?" Sapphire asked, really wanting to go look through their ship, but they probably wouldn't like that.
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 1:54 pm
"We're out of fuel," Aramis said with a sigh, leaning heavily over the side of his ship. "I was sure we had topped off before we left Kalliomar, but I think someone" --he threw an accusatory glare at Dharoum-- "forgot to double check. Do you own this land? Would you mind if we disembarked here?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 3:40 pm
Wolf smiles and stands up stright. "Thanks for the help guys, but im okay. Like i said its going to take more then just this to bring me down. Lets see if those survivors are okay, and not killers.."
As they hear the voices and go to them. He see a man that is most likely the ships captain. hearing that his air ship lost fuel "I dont know about disembarking here, but quick thing sir, are you and your crew alright?" wolf dosnt even bother with the wound on his side, amazingly no blood is seeping through his robe.
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 3:47 pm
Rune stepped forward to the apparent captain... "I erm.. I guess I technically own this land..." She said sheepishly. The garden belonged to everyone really but she had maintained it for as long as she had been with the guild... "You have already disembarked by the looks of it but you are welcome non the less" She eyed the downed ship a little suspiciously but had faith in the wards of the garden.
"Where do you hail from good sir? I am Rune, pleasure to make your acquaintance"
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 4:49 pm
Alex's eyes turned red, and he gauged them by their auras. Sensing no ill will from them, he deactivated his Second Sight, approaching more quickly, turning to face Rune."Is there any kind of fuel in the nearby area?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 6:53 pm
Aramis was pleased to see the people didn't mean harm. At least, outwardly it didn't appear so. He first addressed the young man standing up straight. "We all seem to be fine," he answered. "Rattled, maybe, but nothing we've been in worse situations."
Ah, an introduction! Aramis knew he was forgetting something. The rough landing had completely ravaged his manners. He was happy at Rune's introduction, and offered one of his own. He removed his turban, shaking loose his messy brown hair and took a deep bow. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Rune. I am Aramis Durai of Meenah, Captain of formerly His Majesty's trade Ship Salamander. My men and I are spice traders. We were seeking port at Sanodacci when we landed here."
Aramis gestured for his men to disembark. But as Madir moved past him, he placed a hand on the man's shoulder and held him back. "Zohcalto, yttä koakka izyt izot sekillo," he whispered in the strong man's ear. Madir nodded and headed back onto the ship. Aramis, in turn moved to disembark the ship, keeping his hands raised so that these welcoming people could see he meant no harm. Some of his crew were carrying gifts: bottles of wine to be shared among their new friends.
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Versatile Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 9:05 pm
"I see."
Theo gave Yen a worried look, more than a little concerned with her stoic response.
Nevertheless, he rolled the wheelchair towards the crash site, quickly closing in on the crowd that had gathered around. As they approached, he could make out some details of the vessel that had crash-landed, as well as its crew. Theo let out a long whistle. As interested as he was in ships, he couldn't help but be impressed and enthralled with such a beautiful specimen--even grounded as she was. Finally arriving beside Rune and the newcomers, he stopped the chair on the outer edge of the group, still staring at The Salamander.
"What happened here, Rune? We heard the crash from the other side of the garden. Is anyone hurt?"
Turning to the rugged-looking man in front of the group, he added:
"I see no weapons drawn or spells being flung, so I assume the captain and crew mean us no harm?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 10:45 pm
"That's the gist of it. They ran out of fuel and had to make an emergency landing, which just happened to be in this seemingly endless expanse of garden."
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 2:07 am
So many questions so many answers... Rune thought about fuel... there was nothing in the garden she thought would do "unless the ship runs on carrot juice then we may be out of luck fuel wise..." She looked apologetically at the captain and at Alex.
Rune gave a bow to the captain. "your lands sound very far, come and rest a while Aramis Durai of Meenah." She gestured to the grass, it looked soft and warm in the sunlight.
"Theo these men mean us no harm but they have crashed here... they may have come from a portal... the lands they hail from sound very far!" She nodded at Theo. This could be an odd situation and if cross words or worry was thrown in it may not be a happy meeting.
She Turned back to the Captain "You are in the Gardens of what is known as the Hall of United Brethren, this is land of peace and friendship, as long as you bide by these rules you are welcome and no harm will befall you."
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 9:22 am
Aramis was more than relieved. With a small gesture, his men handed gifts of wine to Rune and the others in their presence. These bottles were the very reason he had been run off from Kalliomar in the first place: the deal he negotiated was for barrels of star anise, asafetida, sumac and Kala Jeera. The wine was not a part of the deal, but when Dharoum had snatched two under his arm and bolted for the door, there was no amount of negotiation Aramis could deliver to placate his angry business partners. And so they were off. He would be glad to be rid of these bottles and what trouble they brought upon him. He would eventually be glad to be rid of Dharoum as well, but he wouldn't abandon the man in unfamiliar lands. That was too cruel.
The gardens were magnificent. Expansive. He wondered what delicious, fragrant little leaves and berries could be plucked to flavor teas or burn for incense. He would have to explore them, if he had the time. "Carrot juice just might fuel the damned ship," he mused. "Truth be told, as I last recall, it was powered by magic and whiskey. Lots of whiskey. But mostly magic, as far as I could tell. In any case! Please rest assured, Miss Rune, that I plan to break no rules you may have. I've learned my lesson well when it comes to taking advantage of a hospitable host." He pointed to a faint scar over his lip, then turned to the rest of his new acquaintances.
"I feel the exchange of names is in order. After all, it would be difficult to establish trust when one's name remains hidden, and you all already know mine."
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Posted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 1:03 pm
Alex placed the bottle into his bag. He wasn't planning to drink it ever, but he didn't want to appear rude. He could give it away to someone else later, as he had never had a drink in his life, or a smoke. "My name is Alex. Good luck on being able to reach your destination, and I'll do my best to assist you until then." The tension had died down, but even still, he couldn't trust anyone, except for a very few people, 100%. He trusted the new arrivals about 80%, but wouldn't let that damage social relations.
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