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Rise of a Warrior
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Rise of a Warrior"Your observations are correct, I am a general- general Gwen is my name- and there is no need to bow" Gwen explains. "Who is it you are trying to escort? And what brings you to Telmar?" While Gwen no longer looked physically ready to attack, there was a clear warning within her tone.
Valor and Cunning, your anger is mild..
The guard rose back up to his feet with a huff, showing off a weakness, though whether on purpose or accident was unclear.. Kneeling took little effort, but standing was difficult. The hatchet was suddenly in Derek's grasp, the handle threaded through the leather loop as he sheathed it away. His stance became much more powerful, though, his left hand retrieving his helmet from the wagon and holding it in one hand.
"Aye em here es-kert-ing a men nemmed Sey-las Verun. Hey's slay-ping en the wagen et tha meyw-ment. E'd seg-gest net dester-bing hem."
Derek gesturing at the wagon behind him, indicated the very back of it, where it was open enough to peer inside or jump in, if needed.
"Derek, if you wouldn't mind. I would like to bring you to our Queen and Councilwoman Tani. You must've traveled far to get here. I'm sure they'll wish to speak with you."
Sage was already awake, and seemed to have been awake for awhile based on all the completed messages next to her. After helping Maddy, she had only gotten a few hours of sleep before she was wide awake by the reminder of all her duties she had to attend to. She sits in one of her workrooms. Arranging letters from the nearby territories and writing new messages to send to the leader's of those territories. Now, more than ever, was the time to have strong diplomatic relations. Unfortunately, these territories were small compared to Telmar's already tiny kingdom. They would need Telmar's resources far more than Telmar needing theirs. But they couldn't afford to be picky.
She raises her head up upon hearing one of her guards enter. "General Gwen is here with a visitor" the guard informs her. Sage couldn't hide her surprise. Gwen was slacking at her duties now-in-days, thus avoided her as to not be scolded.
"Very well, send them in, and give these to our messengers" Sage replies while passing some documents forward. "I have a feeling things will get very interesting" Sage mutters under her breath.
Cursed sounds
Flee me, flee me
Leave these grounds..
Derek grabbed the reins of the horse, holding them out for the guard to take to lead the horse away. After a few moments, though, Derek shouted three unfamiliar words at the wagon as it was being led away towards an inn...
"Clik! Swif! Grad!"
As these words were shouted, two large, beautifully colored animals leapt from the back of wagon. Derek leaned down once more, turning to them and speaking.
"Clik, Sylas."
One of the foxes quickly turned and leapt away, scrambling back into the back of the wagon and rousing Sylas slowly..
"Swif, set."
The remaining fox quickly came closer to Derek as the guardian stood slowly, the fox nipping at one of his gauntlets as it rose. Derek turned to Gwen, nodding to her.
"Aye hope yew well not mend Swif eny, shey is plenty good."
The fox seemed very close to Derek, occasionally circling his feet and looking around.
The journey to the doorway of the supposed woman Derek was supposed to meet was filled with quiet grunts and the clattering of armor.. No wonder he had chosen to ride in the wagon, his armor was more specifically designed for battle than travel. He didn't appear to be exhausted, though, only slightly agitated by the restriction of movement the heavy, powerful armor applied. Swif, the fox, was quite happy to tag along, jumping along playfully before returning to Derek, occasionally sniffing at Gwen.
Derek waited patiently for his entry to be permitted to the room ahead of him. The doors were grand, decorated as fit for a ruler of any kingdom. He held his helmet under one arm, the hatchet tucked away on his belt, hard to access with the heavy armor very quickly; a way to reduce any threat he posed. Evidently, Derek had done this very same thing before, greeting a ruler of a kingdom...
*She quickly strapped her boots to her feet before standing up and grabbing her sword, fastening it to her left side and began making her way towards the door. As she walked towards it, she deeply desired it to be Maddy, however was disappointed when she opened the door and saw two of the town guards outside. She then uttered something.* When do we stand? *One of the guards answered Tani's code* We stand against the falling sun and the growing shadow. *Tani sighed and nodded her head. She stepped outside, locking the door behind her, and began to walk down the muddy roads with the guards in tow towards the capital building. Once reaching it, she turned towards the guards and motioned that they were at ease before continuing into the building.*
Upon reaching the door, Gwen couldn't help but feel nervous. She may be a warrior, but Sage was still scary. She raises up a fist and knocks three times. "Come in" a familiar voice says and Gwen complies, leading the way and stepping aside to make room for Derek.
"Sage, this is Derek. He is of interest to me, and is likely of interest to our kingdom. I didn't want to discuss anything with him further without a proper audience." She pauses and turns to Derek. "Is that okay?" She asks him.
Sage says nothing for a moment and stares at the two. Her stern gaze resting on Gwen longer than the newcomer. "Please, take a seat if it makes you comfortable. I'm sure you already answered this. But what brings you here?" Sage asks lightly.
You Rebels and Scum
Bow Down to the Queen
Of the Rising Sun...
Derek strode in easily, as did the fox accompanying him.. Derek nodded to Gwen, answering her question before turning his attention to Sage.. Swif bit gently at his gauntlet, asking for attention, before the armored guard made a gesture, teh fox letting out a quiet chirp and scampering over to Gwen, the next best thing to beg for attention from.. The fox sat down by her left foot, sniffing her legs and being a very stereotypical fox, curious and nosy...
Derek glanced at the seat he was offered, then carefully sat down, his face twisting into a nervous look as the seat creaked loudly beneath his weight. After a moment of assuring the chair wouldn't shatter, Derek spoke. It was nearly identical to what he'd said to Gwen.
"Aye em on en essen-mint ef bes-chun gerds-men dewty, es-kert-ing a hiy prier-ety cle-int. Aye'em un-sher why hey wents ta-bey here, thew."
Gwen was half focused on the conversation. Again, she found herself glancing down at the fox. Now it was starting to act more fox-like. But she had to remind herself that it was listening to Derek's commands only just a second ago. She found herself wondering for the second time if it were some strange looking dog that just happened to look like a fox. She snaps into attention upon hearing Sage's second question.
Leaf and Blossom had done an inventory after breakfast, and they were missing a few things. Mostly bandages and stronger pain killers, but they could trade/buy for those in the shop. Because Blossom knew what to look for, Blossom heads out to get those while Leaf continues in the garden.
Goddess of Foul Blooded Scum,
Terrible Ruler of the Knowing,
Hear the Horn's Gentle Thrum...
"Aye em afre-hd thet Aye em un-sher ef hes re-sins t'a bey here. Hes nem es Sy-las Verun, hey es ef nob'l bl-ud, wey are from anoth'r con't'nent, across th' sea."
Derek Shifted slightly in his seat, a little nervous about explaining the idea of visitors from another land... It seemed as though the kingdom was very land-locked, and entirely self-reliant. He found it unlikely they recieved many visitors from much other than other tribal villages and kingdoms in the immediate area...
The fox was more than happy to keep distracting Gwen, snout snuffling at anything nearby.. Swif, was her name, wasn't it..?
Translations Courtesy of RaRaRasputin
"I am afraid that I am unsure of his reasons to be here. His name is Sylas Verun, he is of noble blood, we are from another continent, across the sea."
Of a lukewarm breeze
When the heart fails
The land shall feed..
Derek seemed rather taken aback by the question, speaking slowly an doing his very best to enunciate.. He was careful with each word, trying desperately to allow the superior ranks around him taste the flavor of this idea, this abstract concept of easy travel between two points so far away... He turned his head towards Gwen,
"Aye em.. Not sher ef yer ne-val pow-ar, bot.. There're sheps med fer travels ef thet destince, they're med lerge ent strung, s'uh thet they cun te-k the lar-gar wev's.."
Derek shifted again, turning his head towards Sage once again.. He seemed weary of the sudden change in the atmosphere of the room, his fingers twitching, calling Swif back to him.. The fox leapt into his lap, sitting down comfortably, her brush settling around her small body.. She seemed to be more of a comfort animal than a combat-oriented creature..
Translation
"I am.. Not sure of your naval power, but.. There are ships made for travels of that distance, they're made large and strong, so that they can take the larger waves.."
"A ship that can navigate across those waters? That's an amazing feat... What other types of technology do you have?" She asks. "If you feel comfortable sharing it that is" she adds just as quickly. It was never a great idea to share too much about your kingdom to a foreign leader, and she didn't want to press.
Upon the Western shores
The ravens call
Their wings a-beating, roars..
Derek twisted his face in slight discomfort, as if not quite sure of this kingdom's true ability.. Surely, they had an army of considerable power, as well as formidable defenses.. He chewed his tongue for several moments, then slowly spoke...
"Mey Aye esk, whut'er yer prow-dast en-vin-shuns? Aye'ud like'ta knoh, s'thet Aye dun't tell yew ab'oot some-then yew already knoh ab'oot.."
The guardian shifted, his chair groaning under the stress once more. The fox paced in his lap for a moment, yipping at him as the chair strained.
Translation
"May I ask, what are your proudest inventions? I'd like to know, so that I don't tell you about something you already know about."
Blossom: It's alright, it can get a bit crowded here sometimes.
Blossom quickly glances over her list. Bandages and pain killers both taken off. Oh yeah, she had to get some soap and a few pouches of seeds for the garden (per Leaf's request). She hoped she had enough to pay for it all, business had been pretty slow since the last war, which while good since it meant no one was hurt, was also bad since that was the main source of income. But Leaf was trying to sell her product from the garden too in order to help get some money in.
Blossom takes out the bottle of Tumeric and hands it to Hyolyn.
Blossom: Ginger's also good for hangovers, especially if you make it into tea.