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 Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 12:11 am
Ciel Gave a bow of thanks to Obsidion for the lift as soon as she was on deck. As soon as she could, she turned to the captain and gave him a bow of greeting as well, before saying something to the effect of "Please take good care of us." in orcish. Her orcish was sketchy but at the time she had forgotten that formal greetings were much more brief in orcish culture, and often simplified to big buzz words about honor, blood, or the elements. She would soon realize that her politeness as a whole would probably come out wrong as politeness isn't really an orcish thing. Hearing the loud splash, immediately directed her attention to where Obsidion used to be. She glanced at the water as the ripples died down, then worriedly back toward Hrothgar.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 4:20 pm
Since everyone had climbed on board save for Hrothgar's golem, Kujaku raised the plank and dragged it on board. Once the boarding plank was tossed aside, Kujaku yanked the rope that had secured the ship in pier, to release the ship from docking.
The lone sailor gave Ciel and odd look with one eyebrow raised. He'd seen fairies before, he'd seen polite fairies before, he had even seen fairies that could speak orcish before, but this polite orcish speaking one seemed to miss the point of orcish greetings. Shrugging it off, He returned to his task of opening the sails, letting them catch the wind and gently push the ship from the docks.
In unison the two orcs sounded a long battle cry as the ship crept farther and farther from the shoreline. Kujaku pointed toward their destination and grinned.
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