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 Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2021 7:34 pm
A few months before the newest trade ship arrived at the port, a different kind of cargo was in the process of being delivered.
Pelagious, Ylva, and Kittums had been on the path to.. To.... Dang it. Pelagious couldn't remember. Turning to his right he glanced at Kittums and Ylva. His face scrunched as he pondered wether or not he should ask. He was pretty sure he had asked already. Kittums hair on the back of her neck atood on end. Eyes darting around, she scoffs loudly as she realized it was the village idiot. Somehow, this blue buffon managed to not only complete jobs, but somehow complete them correctly and she honestly had no idea how. If it was just overconfidence or dumb luck. Either way, he was a major thorn in her paw.
Relaxing her wings a bit, she struggled not to fully look at him. It seemed to encourage his stupid behaviour. I stead she kept her eyes on the road. Front and back, sweep the side views, and check the sky. Her ears twitch with the force which she was ignoring the blue idiot with.
Turning to Ylza, who thankfully had gotten not only the map, but also the letter to the cheifs, and instructions on how to proceed once they arrived, she nodded at her one piece of sanity this trip had held so far.
"How we doing for time? Still on track to arrive later this afternoon?" She asked the small potter with a smoothness she wasn't quite feeling at the moment.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2021 9:20 am
 Ylva was slightly nettled to be away from her work for so long, but if they could get a kiln built in Montagne it would be life-changing. She currently fired her wares by setting them in an open flame, but it was hard to control the conditions that way, and as a result things were much less durable. But if she could get a kiln....she could fire things to stone, and she could start experimenting with glazes.
It was this thought that propelled her forward. The map and the letter to the village elders (or whatever they had in Zamarad) were tucked into a leather pouch at her waist.
Ylva glanced up at Kittums from where she walked beside the cart. Somehow the two taller beings hadn't thought she could pull it. She wasn't gonna argue with that. "Yes," she agreed with a nod. "Should only be another couple hours." Having never been to Zamarad before, Ylva wasn't sure why Kittums thought she would know when they'd get there, but it was certainly better than asking the blue idiot they'd had to bring for some reason.
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2021 4:59 pm
Kittums nodded, turning back to the front. Her walk was slow and a lil more trouble free than she felt. "Good. We need to make the town by nightfall. I've heard rumors of thieves here lately. Wouldn't want any trouble." pel's ears literally perks at the words coming out of the tall, dark and ferocious cat. "THEIVES?" He asked, suddly stopping to look back and forth between Ylva and Kittums. "Nobody said anything about thieves!" He grabbed his berries closer to him and frantically looked around. Kittums rolled her eyes at the overdramatic buffon. "I just did, ya nimbus. Tho with you yelling, maybe they'll just take you?"she said, tossing a dark grin at the blue nymph.
Watching his shrink back and cover his lips, she almost laughed. He was too easy. She ahook her head and turned back towards Ylva. "As i was saying, we should be entering the west side of the village. According to Mythuzel, we should find some sort of welcome center in, well, the center of town."
She paused to make sure the bane of her nerves was behaving himself. Happy with his cowering, she continued. "The question i'm wondering is should we stay or go after this whole ordeal is done? Maybe leave a few things behind to ease our minds" she suggested, her eyes glancing at the nymph. If only she could.
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2021 5:01 pm
Laz hummed softly as she shaped clay into a bowl. She had finished all the paperwork and other things related to being the social head of Zamarad.
As such she was free to shape clay unless something unexpected happened. Just in case she all ways made sure to be in the Social Services Building during work hours but had a small room off to the side where she could work on clay.
An apron covered her work cloths and her hair had been tossed up into a bun with her bangs being held up with hair clips so that no clay would get on her cloths or in her hair.
She had to be ready to wash off her arms and look presentable at a moments notice if something did happen after all.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2021 9:02 am
Ylva answered perhaps a bit too quickly. "Oh, after this is done, I'm headed straight back for Montagne." Her ear twitched impatiently. Far too many things to get done. She didn't care for travel--the big, wide world wasn't her thing; which is why she'd chosen to live in a mountain cave town. No, Ylva was eager to get back to her clay.
They reached Zamarad within a few hours, as she'd predicted, just before it looked like the town would roll up for the evening. They picked out the "welcome center" easily enough. Ylva wondered if she gave Pelagious a few coins if he would disappear for a few hours while they sorted out business here, without ruining their first impression.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2021 1:04 pm
Pel would most definitely disappear. In fact he already had. He had slipped away sometime after entering the village. He had business to attend to elsewhere.
He just wasn't sure what that was just yet. Tonight was just about hiding from two meanies he had been traveling with. If she turned to look behind her, she would see glimpses of the blue nymph running around the corner.
Kittums had ignored his departure, as she usually did with Pel. He always managed to find his own way out of any pickle he was in, so she wasn't worried about him.
She was, however a touch worried about this meeting. She was not much of a people person. And Pel, well, he was.
She turned toward the tiny being that traveled with them, and nodded. "Yup. I am too. I hate taking unnecessary steps on a business trip. Never understood the types to party while peacemaking." Which is probably what the damned blue devil was attempting right now.
She rolled her eyes and reached for the door to the welcome center. "Here goes nothing. You ready?" She asked.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2022 11:24 am
Ylva nodded and followed Kittums inside. She was glad that Pelagious had made himself absent, although just a touch worried about what he'd get himself into unsupervised.
"Hello?" she called softly, not immediately seeing anyone.((Y'ALL sorry it's so short!))
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2022 12:29 pm
Upon entering the main building pae will find a nice spacious space with chairs and seating available for those who have come early or are waiting for their turn to talk to one of the town heads on the open forum days. A Door is located on the far left and right of each wall with large words sating which branch head the door belongs to. In the middle of the room Is a large desk with a pretty Beige pae sitting behind it checking on paperwork. The brunettes desk says "Office of Secretary" as well as "Make appointments here" Past her is a stare case leading up to the next floor which has a gate upon it to keep out unwanted visors, the key is somewhere in the secretary's desk It seems like at the moment the office is empty except for the secretary with the heads of the town presumably in their own offices.
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