The Manse

[Knight of Roses]

Unlike the buildings surrounding it, the mansion is not of half-timbered construction but instead a sturdy building of brick. The doors are of heavy iron bound oak and the windows are protected by iron bars. It is a veritable fortress of a manor house.

[eric]

The doors are of heavy iron bound oak and the windows are protected by iron bars. It is a veritable fortress of a manor house.[/b]
Look for lights inside and activity without invading private spaces. Also
other entrances, by looking up and down the street to the side streets.

"I'm not knocking on the door, I scare people."

Sova

[Onya]

Onya winceing in pain takes two long steps to the giants one trying to stay close. She says in a nonchalant voice for all to hear, "I'll knock on the door. After all I am no threat to anyone" She waits to hear what her new found friends say.

[The Speaker in Dreams]

"You can play the wounded damsel well enough eh?" Lucien says in a joking manner with a broad smile, making light of her winces of pain. "I wouldn't go straight for that, though. All we need to do is get up high and look around ... only one of us really. If the rest can stay put, and out of sight, things should be ok."

He looks around quickly, "I think this building makes for a prime target - looters, or siegers - both will be interested here. We'd best do what we need to and head for a safer haven. I'm not sure we even want to ask or offer help to whomever is inside the place."

He recovers and smiles, "Then again ... I'm looking at them as a likely target. For all we know, they might be in good with the invaders. The place seems sturdy and unmolested enough .." he trails off as he observes the grounds, walls, and gates as best he can.

[colonialbob]

"I'm with you, Lucien... but who's going to climb? I can't, I doubt our armored friend can, and even if milady (tilting his head slightly towards Onya) could, she's hurt. That leaves you or Sova..." He turns to Sova, "You're a sailor, right? Have any experience in the rigging and whatnot?"

[Onya]

Onya marches over to the one just speaking and taps him on the shoulder saying, "Excuse me noble Ghost Warrior, in spite of what you think I did get hit pretty good and if I don't tend to it soon I am afraid it will start festering." Onya pulls her shirt up and points saying,"See. By the way what is your name Happy Ghost?"


OOC; Onya took 7 points of damage and not knowing how DM handles wounds she may be lower if he uses the rule that every round a pc goes without tending a wound he/she loses another hit point.

DM OOC- No, I do not. Also the Heal skill can be used to treat wounds.

[eric]

"You're a sailor, right? Have any experience in the rigging and whatnot?"[/b]
"I can climb, Ya, Jeff-ss-ss, is taht what we want, sure I will shimmey up that wall.
I want to be sure those winged demons or residents don't end my warm existance,
who can bind the small Onnn-Yaa." Sova starts to look arond for spot that will assist
his climbing. Sova

[Knight of Roses]

Tobias clucks his tongue and says, "Let me see to that." One quick and painful rinse with alcohol later, Tobias finishes sewing the cut closed. "Try not to put too much stress on it," he says winding a bandage around the half elf's middle. (OOC- Onya gets 2 HP back.)

Just as he finishes the front door of the Manse opens and a rather ancient Visse woman looks out. "Well, what are you waiting for? You had best come inside before the Dominion decides these walls look better in red."




OOC- May apologies to Barrok for ghosting his character but want to get things moving again.

[Onya]

Onya jumps at the sound of the female voice and quickly moves behind the one they call Sova.

[The Speaker in Dreams]

Looking quickly to the lady with his most winning smile, Lucien says, "Who are we, then, to refuse such gracious hospitality?"

Trying to make as smooth a motion as possible, he moves towards the door and approaches the old woman, motioning for the others to follow.

"My thanks, good woman. The shelter of a roof overhead will be a welcome change from the run on the streets and avoiding Dominion patrols, eh?" He says this with a jovial tone of voice, the whole time searching for any signs of what lies beyond the woman and the door.

[eric]

"My thanks, good woman. The shelter of a roof overhead will be a welcome change from the run on the streets and avoiding Dominion patrols, eh?" He says this with a jovial tone of voice, the whole time searching for any signs of what lies beyond the woman and the door.[/b]
While Lucian lays it on think, Sova wiull watch the sky and roads for followers.

"Get in Girl." Looking at Onya.

Sova

[Onya]

"Yes. My Ghost Captain," Onya says softly. She quickly moves to the door smiling warmly at the woman holding it but her eyes tellls of her disturst. She nods as she enters the mansion.

[colonialbob]

Jeffs nods and moves inside. "Thank you, we appreciate the shelter." He enters without the worry and distrust of others in the group. As they all make it inside, he asks, "May I ask upon whose hospitality we are so gratefully invited?" He takes the time to glance around the entryway.

[Onya]

As soon as Jeffs is in the door the Half Elf woman child moves as close as she can beside Jeffs brushing against him slightly. She stands quietly as if she was an obedient child but deep with in the Cheshire cat feeling emerges as the Arcane gift starts to rumble.

[eric]

Bowing his head under the support while entering

"They are still down by the warehouse, not heading this way.
Thank you elder Wo-man, as I did nto really want to climb your walls.

I am Sova, I will let everyone else introduce themselves."

Sova

[Knight of Roses]

The Visse ushers the others in, "Come in, come in, the Dominion will be looking." She closes and bars the door once everyone is inside.

"This is the house of Master VanZatten, yes?" she says in answer to Jeffs question. "There is food on the sideboard. Eat up. The Master will be down soon."

[eric]

"This is the house of Master VanZatten, yes?" she says in answer to Jeffs question. "There is food on the sideboard. Eat up. The Master will be down soon."[/b]
"seems you were expecting us Wo-Man?" Sova

[Knight of Roses]

"The Master asks, I organize," replies the little Visse. "Though I was not expecting such a motley crew to be opposing the Dominion."

[eric]

"The Master asks, I organize," replies the little Visse. "Though I was not expecting such a motley crew to be opposing the Dominion."[/b]
"Har Har har, oppose, no, happen to fight, I have done worse after a 3 months cruise. Be honest
Hu-Man we came to your place to use your flagpole to look for a way out." Sova

[Onya]

After Sova comes in and introduces himself, Onya with sinuous grace saunters over to him and submissively stands on his left side. She curtsies and then looks at the Visse woman saying in a shy soft voice in the Imperial Tongue, “Thank you Honorable Lady of this warm abode for opening the door to strangers. You are very brave. I am Onya. Call upon me if you need help relieving the workload of your staff while we are here.” Onya curtsies again and smiles warmly gazing into the elder woman’s eyes. The panther within the sorceress go on high alert ready to pounce at the first sign of danger. Onya’s mind briefly travels to her grandfather’s jewelry shop. She envisions the beautiful high quality gems waiting to be placed in exquisite jewelry. She thinks to herself as a prayerful looks comes her face, *</span>Qu’Kiir Vian Ivae, Qu’kiir Nethmet. Ivae Marat Vand Cormanthor. Mythal Selen Mhaor Kenet. Qu’kiir Vand Tir T’Nor* She is preparing to call upon the energy of the Arcane if it becomes necessary.

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[color="#ff6600"]OOC: I use astriks to signfy I am thinking and change color of font most of the time.

[The Speaker in Dreams]

As the others all wonder in, Lucien observes the pleasantries and then gives a bow himself by way of introduction, "I am Lucien, and a motley crew we are indeed. I am intrigued, though, were we truly expected?" He asks this with a bit of wonder mixed with a healthy dose of skepticism.

[Knight of Roses]

An old man comes down the stairs, dressed in a dark blue silk house coat and a tasseled hat, his white hair is tied back with a violet ribbon. As he approaches, his eye catch your attention, they are a dark ingigo which, at first, hides the fact that his pupils are hourglass-shaped.

"You have made yourselves enemies of the Dominion and it neither forgets or forgives," he says, a dry amusement underlying his words, "believe me, I know."

He accepts a cup of tea from the Visse. "Seeing an Eosiante knight, a Chavessian and an elfling among your numbers, I am certain they have you listed as a group of Eosiante agents and enemies of the Dominion by now."

"Forgive my manners, my mind has been on other things, I am VanZatten, your host."

[colonialbob]

Jeffs inclines his head slightly. "We are grateful for your hospitality. I take it you're not a friend of the Dominion yourself?" He ambles over to the sideboard, happening to brush Lucien lightly on his way. Scanning the offerings, he pours himself some tea (assuming it is available), then selects a small piece of fruit and turns back to face the room. Those eyes... interesting.

[Skurvy]

"Eosiante agents we are not, but we certainly seem to be numbered among the Dominion's enemies today. I am Alain D'Arborville of Eosiant, and we are indebtted to you for your timely intervention. Can you cast any light on our current predicament?"

Alain gives a polite bow whilst casting a discerning eye over their host.

[Alain will attempt to use Sense Motive when their host replies]

[The Speaker in Dreams]

Lucien tenses visibly at the mention of being in service to Eosaint, though there is a clear sense of restraint as he glances towards Alain. A sudden fire leaps into his eyes that no one has really noticed before, but almost as quickly as it was there it passes and is replaced by his usually amused look and his body language follows suit. In a way, the timing of Jeffs' movement coming near him seems to have helped to keep him aware of his surroundings.

"Agent ... phsah!" he lets loose from his lips in an amused manner of mock-insult, then he continues, "I will not serve the Eosaint ... not willingly. However, the the idea of serving the Dominion is even more distasteful at the moment. I'm used to serving myself, and anyone who seems interesting enough to merit service. You, sir, certainly seem to qualify on both counts. You offer me shelter and that is in my interest." He then leans against the wall with arms crossed and leaning on his left shoulder facing the host with a grin, "And you certainly seem interesting to me."

Originally posted by Skurvy
"Eosiante agents we are not, but we certainly seem to be numbered among the Dominion's enemies today. I am Alain D'Arborville of Eosiant, and we are indebtted to you for your timely intervention. Can you cast any light on our current predicament?"

At this, Lucien makes a hand gesture indicating a bow and a flourish, though he remains leaning and simply nods his head by way of acknowledging the same sentiments himself. He, too, seems interested in the response to that question posed by Alain, and awaits a response.

[Onya]

Onya nods politely at the stately gentleman and then moves very close to Sova touching his left arm with her right one. A low warning growl rumbles from with in.

[Knight of Roses]

The sideboard has a wide selection of fruits, cheeses and cold meats along with tea, wine and ale to drink.

"I am certain you have questions, let me see if I can anticipate them," your host says. "I have been warning the Republic here about the Dominion's expansionist goals for years. I did not know they would attack today, but I was sure that the attack was coming. No, I did not expect you in particular but I expected that there would be those who would fall afoul of the Dominion forces and need a place to recover."

[eric]

"....No, I did not expect you in particular but I expected that there would be those who would fall afoul of the Dominion forces and need a place to recover."[/b]
"Afoul, maybe, with me here with these hu-man's we would be caught soonly. Do you have
a way out of this town? Or expect us to take berthing here?"

Turning ot Onya:

"Eat some of the rare roast beast, it will be well for your injury, unless its not of your religion."

Sova grabs a pomegranate and starts to eat it whole.

Sova

[Onya]

"Afoul, maybe, with me here with these hu-man's we would be caught soonly. Do you have
a way out of this town? Or expect us to take berthing here?"

Turning ot Onya:

"Eat some of the rare roast beast, it will be well for your injury, unless its not of your religion."

Onya watches with amazement as Sova pertakes of the fruit and then walks over to their host She looks into his eyes and smiles warmly as she moves very close and says in a flirtatious alluring voice, Master of these walls that protect us from the anarchy outside, how may I serve you?”</span>

[colonialbob]

Jeffs strolls back over to Lucien, munching on his fruit, nudges him and nods at Onya. "She's friendly..." he says softly. He stands and watches her and VanZatten interact, sipping his tea contemplatively.

[The Speaker in Dreams]

Responding to Jeffs comment with a large grin, Lucien says, "Indeed she is." The tone is one of an implied sexual undertone and he utters the statement in a hushed tone only loud enough for Jeffs to hear.

After observing Onya's comments, he interjects in a clear voice for all to hear. His tone is again jolly with a slight hint of the sarcasm that those who have traveled with him so briefly are starting to identify, "Forgive my interruption for the offering of services, but if you were expecting malcontents, and you've let us in rather easily, and you're not a fan of the dominion, I'm assuming you have a plan of some sort for said malcontents ..." he pauses here to look to all of the companions he's been traveling with so briefly, and wave his hands about in a slight way so as to indicate them all, then he continues, "such as ourselves, in mind? I wonder what you were planning to do while the Dominion marches in. You certainly do appear to have no love for our would-be conqueror's. Yet ... you are just one man, and there is a full scale army of sea, land and air waging outside these walls."

He has moved closer to the table and picked up a few appetizers that looked tasty to nibble on as he finished his statements and to listen to VanZatten's reply.

[Onya]

Hearing the words of one of her rescuers Onya looks at the host and says softly,”If you don’t require anything yes then perrrhapsss you will be so kind and answer the very handsome Ghost Warrior, Masterr VanZatten.” The little minx turns on her toes as if she were a graceful dancer and sachets over to Jeffs and Lucien. She stands next to Lucien and puts her hands on her curvy little hips and tilts her head a little and waits for the answers.

[Knight of Roses]

VanZatten gives a dry chuckle. "I think you misunderstand me, sir," he says to Lucien, "you may not choose to oppose the Dominion, but you have made yourself their enemy. The Dominion is very good at creating enemies and almost as good at eliminating them."

He finishes his tea. "My housekeeper, Frau Löffel, will see that you have supplies and a map. I recommend that you head out either to the port or to the hinterlands. In any case, you will not wish to stay here."

[Onya]

Keeping her one hand on her hip the sassy little enchantress reaches over and plucks a pomegranate from the bountiful table with her delicate long finger hand. She bites into slowly savoring its sweet nectar briefly and then continues too nibble on its fruity flesh while listening to their host’s words. Once the host stops speaking, Onya licks the lingering juices from her lips and says in confident soft voice as if she were in charge, “Well, good gentlemen we have a conundrum. We can go to the port which surrounding by the Dominion, no doubt or leave this fair city by way of the hinterlands. Either way it will be dangerous but my Ghost Warriors we are mighty and can handle anything that comes our way, Yes, yes mighty ghost warriors? Herr VanZatten you said something about a map. Where does the map lead us to ?”

[Knight of Roses]

"The map outline the best routes, based on information from before the invasion, to the port or to escape the city," replies VanZatten.

[colonialbob]

Jeffs sips the last of his tea and carefully sets the cup down. "Excuse me, but I'm wondering why we would be interested in going anywhere near the port? It seems to me that that would be the most heavily guarded area of the city."

[The Speaker in Dreams]

Lucien listens to exchange with interest, and motions for the housekeeper. Upon getting her attention he asks for the mask in a quiet voice as he listens to what transpires in the room by way of conversation as he waits for the map to examine.

He then adds, as he waits, "You've mapped out these routs for escape and offer them to us for escape, but where are you planning to go yourself?"

[Knight of Roses]

OOC- The map has several route suggested, with notes, for each route. The one for the docks even has a list of places to lie low included. Feel free to edit you comments above tSiD.

VanZatten looks to Jeffs. "This city's lifeblood is trade, cutting it will not benefit the Dominion. The ships will be searched for contraband and allowed on their way. Within a month, the only thing that will change for the merchants is the uniform of their inspectors."

[colonialbob]

Jeffs nods. "I'd prefer the ports, as rustically charming as the hinterlands sound." He moves to Lucein's side and looks over the map as well. "You must have been preparing for this a while," he says without looking up.

[Onya]

OOC: Sense Motive +4

[Knight of Roses]

VanZatten smiles sadly and replies to Jeffs. "You make a city your home for nigh on a century and you come to know it well."

He clasps the old Visse woman on the shoulder. "This city is our home. We will not run, we will organize and help those who wish to resist. It is what brought us here in the first place."

[The Speaker in Dreams]

"So you chose to stay here and wait it out then? If it is your choice, then we will be on our way and honor it, though I dare say Onya speaks for all of us 'ghost warriors' in her offer." Lucien says in a serious tone, that gives way, only for the slightest mention of Onya's "ghost warrior" phrase. At that, he looks to her with a wry smile and the tone becomes slightly amused.

He then directs his attention to the host and adds with the serious tenor returned to his voice, "You are sure there is nothing you'd ask of us before we leave?" As he awaits a response, he looks to Alain as if he may have some input to the current situation.

[eric]

"Because of what I do, I would prefer the ports, like Jeffs-s-s, beside
Lou-Cee-Ann and I have a prior agreement."

Spits out the white of the pomegranete in his hand and whipes it in a
small plate.
Sova

[Onya]

Onya grimaces a little when she sees Sova’ s action with the fruit. She bites into the rare meat she is holding and slowly finishes it . Feeling some of the bloody juice taint her lips, the enchantress takes a napkin and dabs her lips then wipes her dainty hands. She looks around the room and before anyone else speaks she says with a soft confidents,” My Ghost Warriors I will abide by your decision as I am not good at such matters. I will go and help Master VanZatten's servant..” The last word is said with sarcastic tone . Onya looks at the Visse lady and hopes she will accept her help.

[Skurvy]

Alain nods at the rest of the warriors. "The docks it is then .. it appears our benefactor here has given us the escape route that we needed."

He turns to VanZatten. "Is there anyone you would wish us to contact if we can escape from the city, any message that you would like to send? If so, it would be my honour to carry it for you."

[The Speaker in Dreams]

"Because of what I do, I would prefer the ports, like Jeffs-s-s, beside
Lou-Cee-Ann and I have a prior agreement."

Spits out the white of the pomegranete in his hand and whipes it in a
small plate.
Sova
[/b]

"So it would seem we do," Lucien says as he pours a cup of tea, then holds it up high while tilting his head breifly as an acknowledgement.

He listens to Onya and Alain, then waits for the response from their host.

[Knight of Roses]

"Warn the King, warn the people of Eosiante," says VanZatten, his voice low and weighty. "The Dominion has an infinite hunger for expansion, sooner rather than later, your homeland will find itself on the plate. Remember what you have seen here."

The ancient Visse woman nods to Onya, accepting her aid.

[eric]

"So do we leave now or wait for later ?" Sova

[Skurvy]

"We should go now, before they have a chance to trace us here. It would not be advantageous to our host for the Dominion to find us in his house."

Alain looks gravely toward VanZatten.

"I will carry the message to the Eosiante, and find a way to end this Dominion. If the Gods will it, your city will be free."

[eric]

"Do you mind if we clear your table of food, we might need it.

Also do you have another Javelin, my last one is in one of the invaders squad leaders,
I will pay of course." Sova

[Onya]

Onya stands on her tip toes and whispers in Lucien’s ear and says in her alluring voice, “When we get out of here I will tell why I call you all my Ghost Warriors my handsome Ghost. Perhaps you will find it as amusing as you find me” She backs away nodding to everyone and follows the Visse woman. As she passes Alain she touches his arm with her delicate fingers and gives him a warm smile and a glance of admiration.

While she helps with the supplies she talks softly to the lady of the house saying, “Your Master treats you well. If only others were so fortunate. I hear their cries beacon to me and the cries are deafening this day. I know I can’t convince you to come with us because the loyalty and love you have in your eyes for your master and this city good Lady.” As they finish packing the last of the supplies Onya hugs the woman saying with great compassion. “Thank you. You and your Master are honorable. May the good powers that be, be with you, Herr VanZatten and this house, Noble Lady of this home.

[colonialbob]

Jeffs wears an ironic half-smile, though it's not apparent why. He grabs another piece of fruit, toying with it as he looks over the map with Lucien. After it seems that everything is packed, he says, "Alright, let's go, then. It's not exactly going to be a jaunty stroll to the pier." He yawns, stretches, and waits to see if he has a pack to carry.

[Knight of Roses]

Onya and Frau Löffel-

The small Visse returns the embrace. "You are a strange young woman, but kind."


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VanZatten and the rest-

"Please, take what you would like, it will not keep," says VanZatten to Sova. "A javelin? Perhaps, but I fear it would take some time to find."

[eric]

"Please, take what you would like, it will not keep," says VanZatten to Sova. "A javelin? Perhaps, but I fear it would take some time to find."[/b]
"Well if you don't have it readily available, thats alright."

Load up on food, when people are done eating. Sova

[Onya]

The half Elf lass just smiles at the Frau not commenting on the older woman’s words. Onya returns with some of the supplies and looks at her companions saying in a sweet but commanding voice, “Well, my Ghost warriors we must not tarry any longer. To the port, Yes?” She then sachets over to there host and says with gratitude, “Thank you Herr VanZatten for your help and Frau Loffel’s help. You are an honorable man. I hope to return one day to your city finding as it was before the Dominion.” With that the enchantress kisses him on the cheek. She turns to her friends and says, “Which one of will lead?”

[The Speaker in Dreams]

Lucien slides up along side of Onya and speaks up near to her ear initially, but then stands to his full height and takes a step away as he continues in a normal conversational tone. "Well, you certainly are forward when it comes to choosing a 'ghost warrior' to lead us, eh? I can take that burden, though I'd like to know why you call us that. I hope it's not an ill omen of things to come, for I'm rather partial of life, eh?"

At that, Lucien walks toward Sova, and he places his arm around him fully in a brief embrace only long enough to add, "If it is some sort of forwarning of things to come, friends, I say we let Sova take the lead." He laughs there and pats Sova on the near shoulder with his far hand as he fully releases the embrace as quickly as it had begun, and he bows by way of showing respect and mirth to the lizard-like humanoid. "You mustn't take me too seriously at times like this, my friends," he adds as he stands up, still smiling. He initially looks to Sova, and then to Onya in turn as if making the statment especially for them with eyes that smile as wide as his grin. "It's only through laughing that I can draw strength to face the absurd situations I find myself in. The events of these past hours, I'd say, certainly fall within that category of description."

[eric]

"It's only through laughing that I can draw strength to face the absurd situations I find myself in. The events of these past hours, I'd say, certainly fall within that category of description."[/b]
"I believe I understand your comment Lou-Cee-Ann, these maps and
sewer entrances seem very well planned out, We should go, everyone check
thier gear. Thank you again for your kindness."

Sova goes and stands by the door, orienting the map to 'north'.

Sova

[Onya]

“Good Choice. Sova should lead us in this situation” Onya says respectfully nodding to Sova. Then she chuckles and laughter dances in her amber eyes. She walks over and stands beside Lucien putting a reassuring hand on his arm and speaks loud enough for all to hear with merriment in her voice and amusement in her smile, “Ah my Happy Ghost Warrior., to give you strength I will tell you why I call you all my Ghost Warriors. You may find it amusing, Master Lucien. I assure you it is no omen. The words are words of endearment. You see my friends I just blew into this fair city a little while go like a gentle breeze from the sea and I started walking in the streets minding my own business. All of a sudden I heard the sounds of battle. The cries of the oppressed in my mind started to scream so I decided to investigate. I came into an alley and plowed into a nice Dominion warrior. He told me to run home instead of grabbing me but not having a home and wanting to know what was going on I offered him some water. Just then some of his cronies showed up and the leader told him to grab me. Karls the leader called started to argue. Well, I felt I was in a big pickle barrel and being the free spirit I am I felt trapped. The Arcane energy flowing through me went into overdrive. I still don’t have complete control over it. Anyway, the first spell that popped out of me when I was a wee lass was Ghost Sounds. That’s what popped out in the situation I was in. It sounded like many foot prints were coming our way. Next thing I knew Puff, there the four of you were. Now you see why I call you my Ghost Warriors. I will be eternally grateful to all of you for getting me out of the pickle barrel and hopefully I will be able to repay each of you in a special way. Now we must go. Ghost Leader, lead the way.” Onya looks up at Lucien flirtatiously and says in a soft alluring voice, “Did you find my little story slightly amusing my Smiling Ghost Warrior?” The enchantress’s voice changes into a serious and caring tone as she continues; I will try to keep you smiling everyday we are together so you will continue to be strong when we face adversities. Besides I like your smile.”

[The Speaker in Dreams]

Lucien nods and returns the smile to Onya, "My lady, the story was as enlightening as it was amusing, I thank you." At that, he gives a slight bow with his right hand raised to his chest. "I shall look forward to smiling in our travels, then. With luck and a bit of inspiration we may yet live to share many a smile under less stressful times."

Lucien's voice and comments are made nearly as much for all of the newfound companions as they are for Onya. He looks then to Master VanZatten and says, "If ever I can be of service to you or return a favor, I hope that I am easily at hand."

With that, he looks to Jeffs and Sova to estimate the readiness of everyone to leave after readying his own gear and additional provisions.

[Onya]

Onya smile is incredible as she looks at the Happy Ghost but her hypnotic eyes reveal how concerned she is. She says ever so sweetly, “I am looking forward to that, Lucien.” She gives a reassuring pat on Lucien’s right arm more for her sake than his. She then goes over to the table of food and takes a small piece of rare meat and pops it in her mouth. She chews it slowly enjoying the flavor knowing it may be a long time before she tastes such delicacy as she gathers her belongings. She swallows and then nods to her host and hostess smiling bravely as she bids them adieu. She saunters over to Sova. Heaving her chest out and in with a deep inhale and slow exhale she looks into her Capt’n’s eyes her own showing a little fear and says in a nervous quivering voice, “I’m ready Capt’n.”

[colonialbob]

Jeffs watches the proceedings with a look of wry amusement on his face, then nods when Lucien glances at him. He shoulders his bag, somewhat lighter than the others', and indicates he is ready to head out.

[Knight of Roses]

VanZatten nods. "Good luck, remember, fortune favours the bold."


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