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| − | * [[Rokarion]]
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| − | * [[Selena]]
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| − | 27/2/478
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| − | <div></div><br> <br>The airship departs from Firmament and begins its long journey towards Cliffside, however the airship won't be anchoring down in the city of Cliffside, thought its long marvelous spires could be spotted as the airship passes near it. Eventually, the airship would reach the western regions of Cliffside, cold and dreary weather coupled with mountains upon mountains and scarcely any settlement that could be spotted.
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| − | The airship would eventually reach its destination a relatively large settlement, situated on a slightly raised valley leading down towards ocean, and named Braevales, for Cliffsiders and students of geography they would most likely recognize this major settlement of Cliffside the biggest one situated on the western side of the country and dealing mainly with fishing around the western coast as well as mining operations in the surrounding mountains. While the city can't be compared to the jewel of the Sweetwater, Firmament, or the proud city of Cliffside it is by no means a small town and there is a degree of Cliffside elegance to it.
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| − | The airship would release its occupants and cargo on a situated landing pad on the outskirts of the city, and luckily for our adventurers there appears to be a large number of beings and carts near to the gate, with a slightly pudgy jasmine being ordering people around, looks like that caravan is the one who will be going on this expedition.<br> <br>Zuri spent most of the trip leaning precariously off the airship's side railing, enjoying the sights, open air, and dizzying heights. The small salamander being almost seems sad the trip is over, groaning as he grabs his supplies, tugs on his cloak and heads towards the ramp and out to the landing pad. Still a bit lost and awestruck by the sights, he seems content to look around like a lost tourist while the majority of the passengers are still disembarking.<br> <br> Cirra had spent the trip reviewing the dance-like forms of her martial art, creating, quick, though elegant motions with her nimcha. At the landing pad she shrugs, though smiles a bit to herself, gladd she's not heading to the main city. That would raise some awkward questions. She hugs her robes closer about herself, curious what this adventure will bring.<br> <br>Something nearly resembling a smile manages to crack the muzzle of Mindaugas as he catches sight of the mountains they'll be journeying to. Admittedly, he had wanted to see if the heathens in Cliffside were any better than the ones Sweetwater, but there would be time for that later. And even though the mountains weren't as high and imperious as the ones that sheltered Thera'Dor, it still felt like a more familiar territory. Pulling his fur-lined vestments tightly around him, he slips into the stream of departing passengers, attempting to disembark with a minimum of budging and shoving, despite his size.<br> <br>Fenris spent most of the trip here in quiet meditation, that and trying to convince his chaperone that this was not a phenominally bad idea. The liger turned curvaceous kangaroo had become quite comfortable in his new body. He had even almost come to grips with being a she! Elise, as she has chosen to call herself, sways gracefully down the gangplank to where the group is gathered. "Adventure calls?" she asks in a melodic alto, "I assume that we are here to talk with the flower?" She stretches her arms and shrugs her shoulders in her new clothes. She felt like they quite suited her. More than the dresses that Cassidy had been dressing her up in anyway.<br> <br>While she was almost reluctant to leave again not so long after arriving home in the first place, Cassidy wanted a bit of adventure! And she was going to have it. Dressed up in a pair of black slacks, a grey vest, and a red silk tie all under a black greatcoat, she was certainly sure to be warm, no matter the weather. And stylish. The fennec adjusts her mask as she steps off the airship with Elise, intent on making sure the kangaroo's story would hold, if she ended up in a bind. She wasn't concerned, though. They had already proven to be good at disguises anyway. "I wonder what today will have in store!" Rapier secured, and spell tome at her hip, she gives a wave to the only other one she recognizes right away. Cirra!<br> <br>Despite an absence from the airship itself, Selena makes an appearance nevertheless, approaching the caravan from Braevales proper, her bag fairly full from the looks of it - some books or other objects making visible creases in the material.
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| − | Noticing Cassidy and the rest of the gathered freeswords in the area, she offers a wave and smile to the group. "Cassidy, what brings you all the way out here? It's a bit far from home." She observes, settling back against the wagon. "Though I suppose you could ask me the same question."<br> <br>As the group got out of the airship and started getting their bearings, the cargo of the ship itself began being unloaded. One of the first things the beings gathered here would notice is the rather interesting attire the people around here seem to be sporting, noticeably unlike that of the rest of Cliffside. Looks like the men here have forsaken there trousers for heavy and warm looking. . .'skirts'.
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| − | Meanwhile back at the convoy, the heavyset jasmine continued organizing his caravan, stopping for a moment to speak with another jasmine being clad in a priest's garb, a machine priest from the looks of it, exchanging a few words before hastily departing again. Finally noticing the new arrivals, the pudgy jasmine turns around and waves towards the beings approaching him.<br> <br>Zuri gets the quick bit of exploration out of his system, having poked around the small area to his heart's content by the time he realises most of the passengers are clearing out, apart from a rather interesting looking Jasmine and a few stragglers. The short-statured Salamander straightens his jacket and heads in the being's direction, waving back at him. "Greetings!" He shouts as he approaches, putting on a bright smile. "I assume you're the being I'm supposed to meet then?" He stops a few steps away from the Jasmine, having to tilt his head up to maintain eye contact.<br> <br>The nurse shark waves to Cassidy, intrigued by Cassidy's new partner. <Who is the lady with the hips?> She signs to the fennec as she approaches the caravan. She herself draws her robes closer, glad that her oilskin Jacket and creator wetsuit would protect her from the worst of the cold. She waves to the Jasmine, tilting her head. She signs to him, though might be reliant on Cassidy or someone else for interpreting her own words, as she still can listen.<br> <br>Elise winks at Cirra, moving a lock of hair away from her face with a toss of her head. "Call me Elise," she says, "I am Lady Solacious's attendant for this trip." The kangaroo stays near Cassidy, swaying over toward the Jasmine who seems to be in charge. "That will be Mister Aeneanas," she says, watching Rokarion hurry off with interest. She had not realized that the Jasmine had left Firmament!<br> <br>"Hello, Selean," Cassidy offers with a tip of her hat. "I'm a little surprised to see you here, myself. I was just looking for a bit of adventure! And I saw a notice for this job, so... Here I am," she says before looking towards Cirra. "This is Elise, she's a friend. And one of my new staff in training." She tips her head towards the kangaroo. "As she said, yes."<br> <br>Spotting their contact, Mindaugas splits away from stream of passengers and makes his way to the fat Flower being, that near-smile drooping once more into his moosely moue. "Misterr Aeneanas?" he asks coolly, awaiting an affirmative response. At the nod in response, he reaches large, meaty hand out towards the man--slowly, not threateningly, but firmly enough to impart assurance--textbook First Text handshake material, if he said so himself. "Mindaugas Alderrmann."<br> <br>Selena smiles back to Cassidy and her 'attendant'. "Eloping with another woman? How does Natska feel about that?" She quips, offering out a hand to the Kangaroo. "A pleasure to meet you, Elise."
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| − | After her handshake is accepted or declined, she pulls out a small book from her bag, thumbing through some of the pages and sighing quietly. "I've been hosting a course at one of the colleges here on invitation." she replies after a few moments of consideration. "Though I'm here because I could do with a bit of excitement as opposed to staying indoors for another half of a year - at least, it feels that long."
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| − | Mindaugas's arrival is met with a half-wave, though she soon turns back to the familiar face and familiar face in unfamiliar 'clothing'. "I've had to bar a few students from my class already for pressing me on... Political opinions. It's a shame, too, they were bright beings."<br> <br>The thickset jasmine smiles on the gathered beings, clad in grey robes with minimal ornaments; however, the badge of the growing clan as well as a little heraldry badge could be seen on his right breast. After finishing shaking hands with Mindaugas, Ridgewell coughs to gather the attention of the beings around him, "Ah, welcome welcome, Freeswords. " he says in a sweet, confident voice. "I see you have received one of my advertisements? To be honest with you, I was not expecting beings from Sweetwater or Thera'Dor! Especially here in the western regions of Cliffside." He said with an amused smile.
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| − | With a gesture of his hand, Ridgewell begins walking towards the caravan, hoping that the gathered beings would follow, "Anyway, you are here for the job, not sightseeing I assume. Things are simple; I require some able hands to protect this expedition of mine into the mountains that you see in front of you. I will pay you handsomely and you don't need to worry as I have hired more sell-swords and I even have the support of a the soldiery of Cliffside too." The middle-aged jasmine says as he points towards a group of Cliffside soldiers, clad in the skirts as well as their armaments looks like those are native soldiers.
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| − | Ridgewell then stops near the caravan and grins once more, "You will be moving in the front and act as the vanguard, you know clear out threats or warn us about it to make the journey easier for the caravan. Any questions?" he asks, a hospitable grin still on his face.<br> <br>Zuri looks around at the group. The Salamander keeps his bright smile as each of the other beings introduces themselves in turn. "Good to meet you!" He says to the group in general, quite used to not being noticed right away given his stature. "I'm Zuri, and uh.." he pauses, letting the other beings talk, as obviously they are mostly familiar with each other. ".. it's nice to meet you all!" He speaks up, but clears his throat as Ridgewell starts talking. He nods along with the Jasmine's words, and follows along when bidden. He smiles brightly at Ridgewell once the explanation finishes. "Scout for the caravan, clear a path. Easy enough mister Ridgewell, nothing we haven't done before. Am I right?" The short Salamander turns back to the other Freeswords, that bright smile still on his snout.<br> <br> The nurse shark raises her hand, waits until she has his attention before firing off rapid signing. <What sorts of threats are expected on this journey? Bandits? Shadows? Monsters of another kind?" She tugs at her gloves peeling away the fabric covering her spells.<br> <br>Mindaugas begins to raise his hand, two fingers pointing to the heavens--before Cirra jumps on his question first. He nods as she signs everything he had intended. Maybe he wasn't surrounded by Sweetwater heathens after all! <br> <br>"Pleasure," Elise says, taking Selena's offered hand, then resting her hands on her hips, head cocked to one side as she listens to the flower speak. "Sounds like as much a plan as anyone could hope for," she says, then smiles at Cirra, "Sure there is nothing we can't handle." The kangaroo checks over her gear, then sets to stretching out her limbs from the long airship ride. It is probably a little more provocative than she realizes.<br> <br>Cassidy rolls her eyes and laughs softly. "You know Natska is the only one for me, Selena," she says with a nod. "But it's nice to see you! And you too, Cirra." Her attention towards, then, towards the jasmine. "Protection? I can do that just fine. I've done it before!"<br> <br>Selena chuckles quietly, gesturing to Cirra. "She has a point here. For an expedition, the amount of beings you're bringing is huge. What exactly are you expecting to find out here? To take beings from the army as well as everyone else would usually be considered a bit excessive."
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| − | Zuri on the other hand is given a slightly bemused look. "You know, I don't think I've ever seen a Freesword that excited for a job before." She comments, tone implying it's as much a question as a statement. The wolfess sets herself down, turning a page of her book as she waits; Cassidy's response prompts a chuckle, turning to the fennec and 'roo to reply. "I'm glad you can take the joke. It's good to see you too. Elise seems a little familiar too, though it could easily be from lectures, if they attend the Academy." She notes, rubbing her cheek before shrugging slightly. "Either way, I probably shouldn't talk over our client, should I?"<br> <br>Ridgewell eyes Selena and smirks, "You are not being paid to ask questions about my personal affairs." He answers as jovially as always, "You will find why soon enough." He says, and interestingly enough one does notice that the caravan seems to have a lot of the scholarly types as well as more beings who seem to have different jobs. This expedition is not a small one for sure.
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| − | Blair himself walks closer to the group, allowing the group to get a good look at him, all muscles with a nasty scar on his face, and obviously looking in his late thirties, a truly old being! "So, ye get me a bunch of Sweetwater bairns?" the large red deer booms in a harsh voice, stopping at Mindaugaus and scowling, "Back straight, laddie, and dinnae gie me tat look." He says as he walks back towards Ridgewell, "Now enough wi ta gibble-gabble." He says before eyeing the group, "Dinnae stan aroun like a bunch of stookies." He finally says still eyeing the group.
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| − | With a chuckle Ridgewell gestures to the front of the caravan, "You heard the Officer, go to the front of the caravan, there will be a couple of others there. They will tell you more about the possible dangers you might face as well as guide you along." With that Ridgewell smiles and goes back to ordering people around, letting the group decide what will be their next move.<br> <br>Zuri grins at Selena, offering her a curt bow. "Plenty to be excited about, dear lady. New sights to see, new people to meet, and new deeds to be done. That I get to do it in the company of my fellow Freeswords is a welcome bonus. Not to mention that...." He was about to continue his tirade when Blair approaches and addresses the group, which causes the army-trained being to stand straight and nod curtly at the deer's words. Keeping his straight military posture he turns to the group, looking up at the other beings to try and make eye contact with them. "Right friends, looks like we have our er.. orders, as it were. I hope one of you spoke his dialect because for the life of me I could barely make out a word." He grins toothily. <br> <br>Cirra eyes Blair. It'd take, one, maybe two spells to bring him down, but she's not going to fight someone hired by her current patron. She shrugs, frowning that her question went unanswered, as well as being called from Sweetwater. She's not, and doesn't really hold any of their traditions. She heads to the front, putting a hand on the hilt of her nimcha, preparing.<br> <br>Mindaugas is triply caught between the embarassment of being called out by this mountain of a being (even tall than his antlers), bristling at being lumped in with Sweetwater, and a deep-seated obedience to anyone designated the leader of a scouting expedition. Murmuring something about being Thera'Doran and well-acquainted with mountaineering, he shifts and shuffles about, attempting to stand taller than he had before. Was that even possible? He already stood with proper posture, didn't he? Like the First Text says, 'A straight spine leads to a healthy mind.' In short order, he marches stiffly to the front, checking over his medical supplies.<br> <br>Elise's ears perk straight up when she hears the leader's name. "Blair, "The Red Wall" Buchanan?" she asks, then looks around at the rest of the group, recognizing the colors of an elite, and famous squad of Cliffside soldiers, "He's a legend!" The kangaroo, turns to Cassidy. "If you can excuse me, my lady," she says, then waits for the go ahead to hurry after Blair. The deer had been a young man the last time Fenris had passed through Cliffside, but word of his deeds had reached even the far flung lands that the road rider had been travelling through. 'Mister Buchanan," the kangaroo calls in a melodic alto, "I just want to say that it really is an honor to be traveling with you!"<br> <br>Cassidy raises her brow at Elise's reaction, chuckling softly as she takes up a spot next to Selena, brushing off her coat. "How's the teaching been going, then? I really do admire the kind of dedication that must take. I don't think I'd have what it takes to do it, really! I'm good at -knowing- but not so much conveying what I know."<br> <br>Selena raises an eyebrow at the somewhat flippant response from Ridgewell. "And we aren't paid to walk into something blind when you have information that could save or lose lives." The wolfess replies sternly. "You'd do well to remember that."
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| − | Down in the empty area near the cliff, the sparrow and his two soldier companions stare at the group as they work, before the sparrow signals to one of the soldiers to warn the caravan. "So you two are support or some such?" he asks Mindaugas and Cirra with a smirk, "But yes keep them alive. I would rather not be the one to mention to Mister Ridgewell that his sellswords have killed a group of outlaws without an authorization."<br> <br>Zuri frowns at the sudden sound, but rather than stop his plan or blame his companion he improvises. The small salamander quickly steps forward and takes cover behind a rocky outcropping, ready to ambush the bandit as soon as he crosses his hiding place, or spots Elise.<br> <br>Cirra signs to the Sparrow. <In a sense. More like siege engine support or cavalry. I come once the fighting has broken out to turn a tide of battle.> She smiles. If the sparrow had any knowledge of magic, as well as a little mathematical aptitude (yes, Cirra writes her kevinoscopes in polar coordinates) he'd be able to tell the power contained in her gloves.<br> <br>Disregarding the jibe, Mindaugas nods slowly. "Aye. My practice is more in mending wounds and surviving the wilds, rather than...," Mindaugas pauses for a moment, "...military tactics," he finishes as diplomatically as he can.[[Category:RPLogs]]
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