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Post by Rowan on Oct 7, 2016 11:48:24 GMT -5
Rowan mouths the word a few times then checks the pronunciations.. unsure what it would mean in their own tongue but taking it to mean the creature. Their mouth drops at the far off snow caps and they give a faint whistle as they try to imagine how far the mountians are away. When they get one of the natives attention they try to ask how far away and big the mountains are in a mix of signals and words.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2016 5:11:57 GMT -5
The short native thinks and then holds up four fingers, maybe meaning days of travel. As they travel farther south, Rowan begins to see manmade towers rising from the ground, the closest ones ostentatiously colored and seeming to spread on forever. "Xintilan!" They keep hearing as the city looms. It looks like something out of a fairytale.
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Post by Rowan on Oct 11, 2016 13:48:35 GMT -5
Rowan nods at the answer. Knowing the exact type of four will be revealed in time. They are awed at the approaching city never having seen the like before.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 12, 2016 11:45:04 GMT -5
As the day ends, a caravan of wagons approaches and Rowan sees that among hem are some Westerosi-looking folk, heavily armed like real knights and guarding a specific carriage bounded in what looks like silver. They have a blue flag on the front of the wagon that depicts a lance pointing upwards, impaling a white, green, and black dragon.
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Post by Rowan on Oct 12, 2016 13:25:02 GMT -5
Rowan watches the caravan and unsure but hoping as they get close enough they call out'hallo.. anyone speak Westerosi?'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 12, 2016 15:00:45 GMT -5
A man looks at them. "We all do," he said with a laugh. "What's a lady like you doing out here?" He is a rather short man but stout, like a barrel with arms and legs, his armor thick and decorated with all sorts of what look like mementoes of past battles. "Yer a long way from Westeros." A lady slaps the back of his head.
"Shut up Horace. We're from the Order," she explained politely. "I'm Hailey Flowers. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." Her voice is smooth and matches her appearance. "You loook like you've had a run of it lately."
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Post by Rowan on Oct 13, 2016 0:20:16 GMT -5
Rowan grins 'ah am glad to sees yeh. Ah am Rowan.. well ah actually has no idea where ah is.. people ah thought meh friends sold meh, then there was some kind of ah battle and ah storm then teh big boat was destroyed and ah washed up ashore days and days away from here.. made meh way through teh jungle away from the nasty lookings people like the ones that took meh. Met these nice men whos cheif said ah need to go to Xintilan.. where ever or what ever that may is.. what sort of ordering do yeh do?' Rowan looks overwhelmingly relived to have found friendly people that speak their language.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 14, 2016 7:08:44 GMT -5
The woman laughed. "The Order of the Dragon's Fall," she said. "We are...well, for simplicity's sake just say we're mercenaries. If I understood you right you got caught up in the Four King's little war on our homeland," she said. "But that doesn't explain why they sailed so far south...". She shook her head. "Yes, Xintilan is where you should go. We have a chapter there with some more people who will know what to do with you." She arched an eyebrow. "I hope you like fighting. There's a war coming."
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Post by Rowan on Oct 14, 2016 8:46:13 GMT -5
Rowan nods understanding at her words then grins wolfishly 'Eh love popping and cracking skulls with an axe and a good fight.. gets meh bits all happy and meh other bits all gooy.' Rowan mmmms happily and a bit hornily at the prospect. 'Eh loves a good blood bath..' Rowan pinks a bit at the cheekbones amd shuffles a bit before they shrugs a bit 'eh was a bandit mostly back home though eh did good works for Coldcreeks residants that couldn't do for em selves. Though eh did a bit oh mercanry work too when there was some on offer.. em not much a regular taught fighter but em pretty fierce when needed tah beh. Eh does best when meh is causing carnage and chaos.. not many groups ah fight at that dun get all a quiver whens eh starts hackings em.'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 14, 2016 10:39:01 GMT -5
The woman arches an eyebrow. "Well, goopy we can promise," she said. "In a few days you're going to meet our brothers down in Xintilan and figure out what this is all about," she continued. "I think you've just been drafted into the war for this entire continent." She looks back at her armored entourage. "Then we can see about getting you home...or wherever else you need to go."
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Post by Rowan on Oct 14, 2016 12:06:28 GMT -5
Rowan shrugs 'ah was being taken to Yunkai on teh ship.. dunno whats there.. sounds a werid place where it doesnt get cold enough to snow is all ah knows of it.. ah was concidering leaving home and findings a place were ah and meh peculiarities ah welcome so long as ah gets a say in who does or does not fook mehs i dont mind much wheres ah live.'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 14, 2016 14:27:32 GMT -5
No one can follow their speech for more than a sentence or two, but she nods anyway. "Well, you ain't heading to Yunkai," she promised. "It's a big desert city farther east and north," she clarified. "Maybe you can stay with us after the war's over. The boys will get you some armor when you get to Xintilan, or weapons, or whatever you need."
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Post by Rowan on Oct 14, 2016 15:02:00 GMT -5
Rowan nods 'Mebbie.. if we gets on well enoughs ah would beh happy to conciers it.. I never much wore armour before as could neh afford it. I's could do with finding a good axe or two that ares a better fit for mehs body.. the ones ah scavanged arent totally right as they is made for a proper man not a man-woman.. they is useable mind but not like meh arm is longer.. teh nice natives gives me a shiney black one but it'll only last till it shatters. Meh Whisper axe was lost in the wreck and teh godss only know where meh other weapons are. Ah only found Crescent after ah washed ashore.. I is willings to do heavy chores, huntings or summit to pay yehs back for teh weapons.. I doesn't have any coin on meh.'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 15, 2016 9:29:12 GMT -5
Once again no one understands them, but the Order warriors nod. "You work with us and you'll get what you need," the woman promised. "I hope you aren't scared of things beyond...well, things not entirely of our world."
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Post by Rowan on Oct 15, 2016 11:13:18 GMT -5
Rowan frowns a bit and tries to speak clearer and slower looking a bit baffled ' wha kinda things? I is not scared of anything that can be bashed unless they is wantings too messes wit my ass, pussy or cock.. then they is gonna get hurt bad whatever they is.'
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