Kurts
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Post by Kurts on Aug 4, 2015 22:03:28 GMT -5
"Could have done without the magical fucking sandstorm, but any fight you survive is a good one I suppose." Killion sat up, wincing at the exertion. "Make haste to Tyrosh and do not dally. I did not broker all these peace treaties to so we could sit on our asses. We've a war to wage."
(We're in the Kingslands. You'd have to sail halfway around the continent to go the he islands and you'd pass Tyrosh on the way.)
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Post by Marlow on Aug 4, 2015 23:23:44 GMT -5
((Yeah, Islands was more for getting men and then provisions for the return to Tyrosh.))
"We'll sail straight for Tyrosh, then. We will await your orders there, until you are healthy enough to return."
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Aug 5, 2015 12:27:26 GMT -5
Quentyn entered after Harwyn, his men also packing up.
"And where do you want me? Call up my captains and make for Tyrosh as well?"
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Post by Kurts on Aug 5, 2015 12:47:13 GMT -5
"Aye, scout Lys and Myr to ensure we were not lied to about their influx of Volantene forces." he said, sitting up with a wince of pain. "If our new allies were not dishonest, Myr will need to fall first."
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Aug 5, 2015 15:53:47 GMT -5
Quentyn nodded. "Sounds good to me. I can even swing by Myr on my way home."
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Post by Kurts on Aug 5, 2015 16:07:28 GMT -5
"Indeed, perhaps get to know the city a bit." he replied with a smirk. "Find some landing sites, ideal routes to their palace, tactical weaknesses. You've a keen eye."
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