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@Dark Cloud
The captain gave Valen a wistful smile, glancing towards the distant clouds for a moment. "Those were some good times back then, weren't they?" He sighed, chuckling, throwing up his fists playfully, reminiscent of the bar rumbles they'd had in days long past. "Sounds like we've got a lot to catch up on, old friend. Once I get this lassie on the road, we should have a nice cup of ale or two together." He gave Valen a firm, encouraging pat on the shoulder, before busily continuing with departure preparations.
@Grade
The noble lady blinked at the wheelchaired man's request, studying the card one more time before handing it to him with wordless curiosity.
She listened to his comments, a look of concern developing. At his request, she exchanged a look with her guard, before hesitantly turning back to the man. "...Thank you much sir but I am not in need of any help..." There was a discomfort to her voice, perhaps caused by suspicion, unwillingess to divulge her personal matters, or having to uphold a certain level of a facade. Ultimately she gave a polite smile, glancing at her guard once again.
@BSwizzle
At the bulky woman's approach, Lady DeVespe was visibly startled as she took a small step backwards. At Barbara's comments, the noble lady's cheeks turned flush, a look of conflicted recognition flashing in her eyes. "Err..." she stammered, clasping her hands together and kneading with anxiety. "I... we... err..." Finally she let out a surrendered sigh, smiling politely at Barbara, cheeks no less flushed. "T-thank you... Barbara, for your... errm--invitation. I will--I will consider it..." Lady DeVespe awkwardly cleared her throat, giving the woman an embarrassed smile.
@Grade
Lady DeVespe's guard suddenly stumbled toward Barbara, his arm flailing weakly at the sturdy woman, knocking her lightly on the shoulder. The man looked at his arm, confused, then at Barbara, and then his lady. "Uh... sorry," he muttered to the woman, before stepping back towards the taffrail and examining it for suspicious signs of how his arm just took a swing on its own.
Lady DeVespe was confused at this as well, stroking her eyebrow with a finger and glancing at her guard, before looking back to Barbara cluelessly.
@Remuri
The ronin's search for a merchant soon brought him back to the quartermaster who handled his room exchange request. The man looked up at him, slight irritation returning to his expression. "You again? What is it now? Don't tell me you want your room back."
When he realized Nanashi was looking to buy arrows, his impatience turned to slight intrigue. "Well, yes, I can provide you with arrows, given you have the funds to pay for them." A smugness flashed through his eyes before his business-like demeanor returned. "How many arrows are you looking for? I can provide..." He looked to his supplies, taking a handful of standard wooden arrows from a tray. "...ten for four gold pieces." He handed Nanashi a single arrow for inspection. "Or if you would like to purchase in bulk, fourty for fourteen gold pieces." A hand idly stroked his short curly mustache as he waited for Nanashi's reply.
When the quartermaster realized that Nanashi was looking for a special type of arrow that would only fit his bow, his interested expression faded, replaced with his typical scowl. "We don't have that type of thing."
The captain gave Valen a wistful smile, glancing towards the distant clouds for a moment. "Those were some good times back then, weren't they?" He sighed, chuckling, throwing up his fists playfully, reminiscent of the bar rumbles they'd had in days long past. "Sounds like we've got a lot to catch up on, old friend. Once I get this lassie on the road, we should have a nice cup of ale or two together." He gave Valen a firm, encouraging pat on the shoulder, before busily continuing with departure preparations.
@Grade
The noble lady blinked at the wheelchaired man's request, studying the card one more time before handing it to him with wordless curiosity.
She listened to his comments, a look of concern developing. At his request, she exchanged a look with her guard, before hesitantly turning back to the man. "...Thank you much sir but I am not in need of any help..." There was a discomfort to her voice, perhaps caused by suspicion, unwillingess to divulge her personal matters, or having to uphold a certain level of a facade. Ultimately she gave a polite smile, glancing at her guard once again.
@BSwizzle
At the bulky woman's approach, Lady DeVespe was visibly startled as she took a small step backwards. At Barbara's comments, the noble lady's cheeks turned flush, a look of conflicted recognition flashing in her eyes. "Err..." she stammered, clasping her hands together and kneading with anxiety. "I... we... err..." Finally she let out a surrendered sigh, smiling politely at Barbara, cheeks no less flushed. "T-thank you... Barbara, for your... errm--invitation. I will--I will consider it..." Lady DeVespe awkwardly cleared her throat, giving the woman an embarrassed smile.
@Grade
Lady DeVespe's guard suddenly stumbled toward Barbara, his arm flailing weakly at the sturdy woman, knocking her lightly on the shoulder. The man looked at his arm, confused, then at Barbara, and then his lady. "Uh... sorry," he muttered to the woman, before stepping back towards the taffrail and examining it for suspicious signs of how his arm just took a swing on its own.
Lady DeVespe was confused at this as well, stroking her eyebrow with a finger and glancing at her guard, before looking back to Barbara cluelessly.
@Remuri
The ronin's search for a merchant soon brought him back to the quartermaster who handled his room exchange request. The man looked up at him, slight irritation returning to his expression. "You again? What is it now? Don't tell me you want your room back."
When he realized Nanashi was looking to buy arrows, his impatience turned to slight intrigue. "Well, yes, I can provide you with arrows, given you have the funds to pay for them." A smugness flashed through his eyes before his business-like demeanor returned. "How many arrows are you looking for? I can provide..." He looked to his supplies, taking a handful of standard wooden arrows from a tray. "...ten for four gold pieces." He handed Nanashi a single arrow for inspection. "Or if you would like to purchase in bulk, fourty for fourteen gold pieces." A hand idly stroked his short curly mustache as he waited for Nanashi's reply.
When the quartermaster realized that Nanashi was looking for a special type of arrow that would only fit his bow, his interested expression faded, replaced with his typical scowl. "We don't have that type of thing."
update! @Dark Cloud Oke. Ya we are getting close to setting off, prob on my next update I will get things rolling
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Lady DeVespe glanced down at the card, blinking blankly in slight confusion. As she read the message contained on the inside, she blinked again, furrowing her brows. It was hard to tell whether she was more confused, suspicious, or impressed, as she held the card in her hand, unsure of what to do about it, or its owner's apparent offer to make her a dress. In any case, she soon hesitantly put the card away, glancing to her guards who seemed no less baffled than she herself.
She turned to Gulbahg, lips slightly parting to speak, but taking another moment to consider. "...I don't believe that..." - she pauses to think of the right word - "...passenger poses a particular threat to me. Though perhaps it would be best to keep our distance."
She took out the card again, running her fingers over the letters scorched into the paper. A whimsy seemed to cross her mind momentarily, before she shook it away, refocusing her attention on some other more dire business.
"Erm, yes, you may go. I will call for you as needed." She nodded to Gulbahg, before returning her gaze to the sea, her other guard standing watch dutifully nearby.
@Grade
She was a little startled when the man in the wheelchair approached her, asking about the business with the other passenger - Ember, as it seemed he was called according to his 'card'.
She gave a polite nod in greeting - the trained habit of a noblewoman - before addressing his question.
"I was offered a... fashion opportunity, I believe..." Her words carried an amused tone as she took out the card again, glancing at it. "...A dress, I think?..." She glanced down at her own attire, pouting slightly, before shrugging at the man. "Unfortunately I'm a little pre-occupied at the moment to concern myself with fashion," she gave a wry smile, her eyes glancing over the man's sitting mechanism with a hint of curiosity as well as unease.
Lady DeVespe glanced down at the card, blinking blankly in slight confusion. As she read the message contained on the inside, she blinked again, furrowing her brows. It was hard to tell whether she was more confused, suspicious, or impressed, as she held the card in her hand, unsure of what to do about it, or its owner's apparent offer to make her a dress. In any case, she soon hesitantly put the card away, glancing to her guards who seemed no less baffled than she herself.
She turned to Gulbahg, lips slightly parting to speak, but taking another moment to consider. "...I don't believe that..." - she pauses to think of the right word - "...passenger poses a particular threat to me. Though perhaps it would be best to keep our distance."
She took out the card again, running her fingers over the letters scorched into the paper. A whimsy seemed to cross her mind momentarily, before she shook it away, refocusing her attention on some other more dire business.
"Erm, yes, you may go. I will call for you as needed." She nodded to Gulbahg, before returning her gaze to the sea, her other guard standing watch dutifully nearby.
@Grade
She was a little startled when the man in the wheelchair approached her, asking about the business with the other passenger - Ember, as it seemed he was called according to his 'card'.
She gave a polite nod in greeting - the trained habit of a noblewoman - before addressing his question.
"I was offered a... fashion opportunity, I believe..." Her words carried an amused tone as she took out the card again, glancing at it. "...A dress, I think?..." She glanced down at her own attire, pouting slightly, before shrugging at the man. "Unfortunately I'm a little pre-occupied at the moment to concern myself with fashion," she gave a wry smile, her eyes glancing over the man's sitting mechanism with a hint of curiosity as well as unease.
@Dark Cloud Oke, g'night!~
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Ah, that must be why I'm out of the loop. I don't use Discord
Ah alright, that's okay, it's optional to join. We do discuss the game a decent amount there which is why this OOC thread is so empty haha
Btw feel free to join us in our random little Discord server where we discuss the game: discord.gg/5kSKmg2u
@Dark Cloud roleplayerguild.com/topics/188315-los…
A confounded expression appeared on the captain's face, as he turned around, his eyes widening. "...Valen!? Is that really you, you salty dog!?" His half-open mouth widened into a beaming smile as he approached the sellsword and embraced him in a warm hug. "'Course it is! I'd recognize that drunken mug o' yours from a mile away!" he laughed, giving Valen a few unruly pats on the shoulder.
"There've been rough times for me alright..." he pulled up his sleeve, revealing a large scar across his shoulder. "Got that sucker fightin' pirates off the north coast. You should see the other guy though - but ya won't!" He gave a smiling wink, before turning to inspect the ship's nearby mast in preparation for departure.
"How 'bout you, my friend?" he soon turned back to Valen, now giving inspection to the sellsword. "Gotta say, ya look like you seen better days!..."
@Zim0cron roleplayerguild.com/topics/188315-los…
"Their name... their name..." the quartermaster furrowed his eyebrows, pulling out a sheet of parchment from his pockets and hastily scanning it for the name, lips busy with indistinct mutters. "...Ah here we are... looks like he just goes by... Na...na...shi. Nanashi. Right... he's the uh, foreign-looking fellow with the uh, hat..." his hands made a gesture above his head in the shape of a hat.
Putting the parchment away he looked to the girl's footlocker, blinking in surprise as it was lifted off the floor via the girl's magic. "Well then, looks like you won't be needing any help with that," he said with a hint of satisfaction and approval, before showing her to her cabin. "Enjoy your new accommodations, miss," he gave her a formal nod before marching off back to attending to his business.
A confounded expression appeared on the captain's face, as he turned around, his eyes widening. "...Valen!? Is that really you, you salty dog!?" His half-open mouth widened into a beaming smile as he approached the sellsword and embraced him in a warm hug. "'Course it is! I'd recognize that drunken mug o' yours from a mile away!" he laughed, giving Valen a few unruly pats on the shoulder.
"There've been rough times for me alright..." he pulled up his sleeve, revealing a large scar across his shoulder. "Got that sucker fightin' pirates off the north coast. You should see the other guy though - but ya won't!" He gave a smiling wink, before turning to inspect the ship's nearby mast in preparation for departure.
"How 'bout you, my friend?" he soon turned back to Valen, now giving inspection to the sellsword. "Gotta say, ya look like you seen better days!..."
@Zim0cron roleplayerguild.com/topics/188315-los…
"Their name... their name..." the quartermaster furrowed his eyebrows, pulling out a sheet of parchment from his pockets and hastily scanning it for the name, lips busy with indistinct mutters. "...Ah here we are... looks like he just goes by... Na...na...shi. Nanashi. Right... he's the uh, foreign-looking fellow with the uh, hat..." his hands made a gesture above his head in the shape of a hat.
Putting the parchment away he looked to the girl's footlocker, blinking in surprise as it was lifted off the floor via the girl's magic. "Well then, looks like you won't be needing any help with that," he said with a hint of satisfaction and approval, before showing her to her cabin. "Enjoy your new accommodations, miss," he gave her a formal nod before marching off back to attending to his business.
Sowwies being a bit slow with updates, should be replying to IC posts tonight!
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