A Kingdom's Fate (Rp): Ended.
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As the hours passed and dusk was around the corner, Wesburg came into view.
All of its splendid endevours and wonderful ships all beautifuly moored in the harbor.
The chatter wasn't enough to be heard echoing out of the city, but some merchants were still about and people were returning to their farmsteads located around the town.
The road was basically littered with grain and wheat, ragged cloth and splintered wood; years of general goods transportation such as food and silk had journeyd this very road and it definetly showed.
Everywhere around you, you could see farmsteads windmills and granaries. They even blocked out the treeline of Flemwood, but the sea was still very much visible.
As Wesburg drew closer and closer the city's walls were revealed to be quite small, with no main gate, but there were watchtowers scattered on the walls and footmen carrying shields and bows protected it.
People walked in and out of the town with ease, with some small dilemma.
At the border of the town where the road took the journeyers inside, a group of guards were checking people's faces and hands, looking for signs of un-wanted guests.
After the endevours in Riverbank and Swaere, guard patrols and city defenses were on high alert.
All of its splendid endevours and wonderful ships all beautifuly moored in the harbor.
The chatter wasn't enough to be heard echoing out of the city, but some merchants were still about and people were returning to their farmsteads located around the town.
The road was basically littered with grain and wheat, ragged cloth and splintered wood; years of general goods transportation such as food and silk had journeyd this very road and it definetly showed.
Everywhere around you, you could see farmsteads windmills and granaries. They even blocked out the treeline of Flemwood, but the sea was still very much visible.
As Wesburg drew closer and closer the city's walls were revealed to be quite small, with no main gate, but there were watchtowers scattered on the walls and footmen carrying shields and bows protected it.
People walked in and out of the town with ease, with some small dilemma.
At the border of the town where the road took the journeyers inside, a group of guards were checking people's faces and hands, looking for signs of un-wanted guests.
After the endevours in Riverbank and Swaere, guard patrols and city defenses were on high alert.
"Should we head straight for the ship? If they can depart right away, we can rest on deck. When are the high tides in Wesburg?" Vik'nar turned to ask Ellondra. He knew enough about sailing to know that ships generally had to sail out when tide was high, but damned if he knew the tidal patterns.
"It will be well into night when the tides reach their next peak," she answered Vik's question, actually looking at him this time, "Let us find this Enalia and see if we are needed to aid in preparations before we sail. If not, perhaps my superiors at the station house have information on the matters at hand."
Ellondra glanced at the others, waiting to hear their opinions.
Ellondra glanced at the others, waiting to hear their opinions.
"Well I've never been here, Im sticking as close as I can to all of you" Evela said as he struggled on his horse. He looked around to see if anyone else was having problems with their horses, they were not. He felt like an outcast in the group, being th eonly one not skilled in weaponry, and he still didnt know how the new guy would accept his magic, no-one else seemed to like it very much.
The doors to the tavern snapped to a close as Evy walked in.
He had been working most of the day, preparing the ship he was working on and helping some of the merchants with some thief problem.
It had turned out to be a minor scoundrel; some child who wished for bread but could not provide efficient coin.
"Hey Ami, pour me some ale... is my son here?"
The barkeep, a Drow female poured a jug of ale and handed Evy.
"Yes, he is in the hallway preparing the rooms for the night. We had quite a lot of travelers today"
Evy put down his jug and smiled.
"Well, I'd like to hear all about it...."
He had been working most of the day, preparing the ship he was working on and helping some of the merchants with some thief problem.
It had turned out to be a minor scoundrel; some child who wished for bread but could not provide efficient coin.
"Hey Ami, pour me some ale... is my son here?"
The barkeep, a Drow female poured a jug of ale and handed Evy.
"Yes, he is in the hallway preparing the rooms for the night. We had quite a lot of travelers today"
Evy put down his jug and smiled.
"Well, I'd like to hear all about it...."
"The King had said to simply ask for her by name at the docks." Vik'nar responded to Landon's concerns on finding the woman. If no arguments were made, he trotted his horse up the road stopping behind the short row of people waiting to be cleared by the guards.
"I shall rejoin you after I have taken care of some business" interjected Ra'ive suddenly.
He hadn't spoken for the entire trip and had finally snapped out of his drug induced delirium.
The said business he had to attend to was not just the duty of procuring narcotics however, he also needed to replenish his stocks of throwing knives and he wanted to see if he could get some light armour specially made with his reward..
Without waiting for a reply he galloped his horse ahead of the others and into town.
He hadn't spoken for the entire trip and had finally snapped out of his drug induced delirium.
The said business he had to attend to was not just the duty of procuring narcotics however, he also needed to replenish his stocks of throwing knives and he wanted to see if he could get some light armour specially made with his reward..
Without waiting for a reply he galloped his horse ahead of the others and into town.
@Jav3lin: Could Ra'ive get some special light aromour? I'll send you a description via PM sometime today if so. Also on a related question, are there any really light metals that could be used in its construction?
Also, sorry I've been stingy on the posting guys, starting an RP is hard and time consuming. I'll not neglect this one however, you have my word!
Also, sorry I've been stingy on the posting guys, starting an RP is hard and time consuming. I'll not neglect this one however, you have my word!
"I dont need to go shopping, but can someone buy me some mathces?" Evela asked the group. He wanted to practise some of his magic, which he needed some source of fire to be able to.
"I'm sure one of you could spare the money for just a small set of them."
"I'm sure one of you could spare the money for just a small set of them."
As the group neared the guardsmen, the lieutenant put his hand up and his eyes went wide as he saw the well geared adventurers.
"We want no trouble in this town! What is your business here?!"
The lieutenant was a little worried by the looks of the group; weapons and armor, let alone the fact that they were strangers to him.
"We want no trouble in this town! What is your business here?!"
The lieutenant was a little worried by the looks of the group; weapons and armor, let alone the fact that they were strangers to him.
Vik'nar had waited quietly for Ellondra to respond. He might have tried to conceal their dealing with the King, but if she trusted these men, then he trusted her judgement in that. There was also the bit of paper he carried. The cleric had given it to him documenting him as knighted, but there was no reason to resort to that so quickly. He gave the pouch a subtle pat as one might pinch themselves to ensure they are not dreaming.
The two guards stepped up to examine Acento, but the lieutenant gestured his hand at them.
"No need, these are envoyers of the King. Nice to have you back Captain!"
The lieutenant saluted with a hearty smile and called out to the other guards that these journeyers were to pass through.
"No need, these are envoyers of the King. Nice to have you back Captain!"
The lieutenant saluted with a hearty smile and called out to the other guards that these journeyers were to pass through.
"Thank you." Vik'nar nodded his thanks to the lieutenant as they passed. The man gave him a puzzled look at first, look back towards Ellondra, shrugged and then nodded back to Vik'nar.
Rubbing his chin where some stubble had sprung up. "Now if I remember right the city is roughly laid out in bands extending from the water. Docks and warehouses are closest naturally, followed by the business and merchant district and furthest out are the residential areas." He addressed the group for those who hadn't been in Wesburg before and pointed out the directions. He started to guide his horse roughly towards the residential bands leaving behind those headed in other directions, but he kept it slow enough should someone want to accompany him.
Rubbing his chin where some stubble had sprung up. "Now if I remember right the city is roughly laid out in bands extending from the water. Docks and warehouses are closest naturally, followed by the business and merchant district and furthest out are the residential areas." He addressed the group for those who hadn't been in Wesburg before and pointed out the directions. He started to guide his horse roughly towards the residential bands leaving behind those headed in other directions, but he kept it slow enough should someone want to accompany him.
Vik'nar picked his way through the houses and estates. I wonder which one of these belongs to Ellondra?
He soon found the quaint estate building he was looking for near the southern outskirts of town. It's owner was his uncle that had raised him for all those years he had to stay away from Herelden. He'd retired to Wesburg once he was simply too old to travel the caravan routes, and even then only at the behest of Vik'nar and his father and mother. The old man would have driven the caravan to his grave if he had his way. He kept himself busy by having an ear to the ground on nearly every coming and going, especially the shady ones, in Wesburg.
He hadn't even gotten to the front door when a sever-elf with skin as wrinkled as it was tanned, a trimmed black beard and starting to show signs of a pot-belly came bursting through the door.
"Vik! So nice of you to come visit your dearest uncle. Please come in, I just put some tea on." Vik'nar looked at his uncle and smiled. He noticed that he was starting to look more like the man. His skin had darkened a few shades from all the recent sunlight and he'd been rubbing the stubble growing on his face earlier. He was contemplating letting it grow out a bit. Although the mentioning of tea made him grimace a bit, the old man loved to use tea to mix with his honey instead of the other way around.
Pouring a cup of the honey infused tea. "So Vik, what brings you to Wesburg? You've come to finally tell me to expect grandchildren soon? I won't be around much longer." In sever-elf culture it was common for relatives to come to accept each other as closer lineages - nieces and nephews as children, cousins as brothers and sisters and so on.
"Nonsense uncle, I'm sure you'll out live us all yet. Remember you're the practical one in the family." He dodged the question. "No, of all things I'm actually here on business for the King."
He briefly regaled him with their dealings thus far, and his uncle in turn informing Vik'nar on what was happening in the city. Despite having an extensive Black Market, The Guild had little presence in Wesburg. The Royal Guard here were far more bold than their brethren in Herelden.
Several minutes and unfortunately a few more cups of tea later, Vik'nar had learned all his uncle could tell him on what was happening in the city. He embraced the elder man in a hug and informed him. "I should be going, I need to meet up with my friends and companions. If we can't immediately depart I'll come back to visit before we leave town."
Vik'nar made his way back across town, looking to spot any of the rest of the group, but otherwise heading in the direction of the docks.
He soon found the quaint estate building he was looking for near the southern outskirts of town. It's owner was his uncle that had raised him for all those years he had to stay away from Herelden. He'd retired to Wesburg once he was simply too old to travel the caravan routes, and even then only at the behest of Vik'nar and his father and mother. The old man would have driven the caravan to his grave if he had his way. He kept himself busy by having an ear to the ground on nearly every coming and going, especially the shady ones, in Wesburg.
He hadn't even gotten to the front door when a sever-elf with skin as wrinkled as it was tanned, a trimmed black beard and starting to show signs of a pot-belly came bursting through the door.
"Vik! So nice of you to come visit your dearest uncle. Please come in, I just put some tea on." Vik'nar looked at his uncle and smiled. He noticed that he was starting to look more like the man. His skin had darkened a few shades from all the recent sunlight and he'd been rubbing the stubble growing on his face earlier. He was contemplating letting it grow out a bit. Although the mentioning of tea made him grimace a bit, the old man loved to use tea to mix with his honey instead of the other way around.
Pouring a cup of the honey infused tea. "So Vik, what brings you to Wesburg? You've come to finally tell me to expect grandchildren soon? I won't be around much longer." In sever-elf culture it was common for relatives to come to accept each other as closer lineages - nieces and nephews as children, cousins as brothers and sisters and so on.
"Nonsense uncle, I'm sure you'll out live us all yet. Remember you're the practical one in the family." He dodged the question. "No, of all things I'm actually here on business for the King."
He briefly regaled him with their dealings thus far, and his uncle in turn informing Vik'nar on what was happening in the city. Despite having an extensive Black Market, The Guild had little presence in Wesburg. The Royal Guard here were far more bold than their brethren in Herelden.
Several minutes and unfortunately a few more cups of tea later, Vik'nar had learned all his uncle could tell him on what was happening in the city. He embraced the elder man in a hug and informed him. "I should be going, I need to meet up with my friends and companions. If we can't immediately depart I'll come back to visit before we leave town."
Vik'nar made his way back across town, looking to spot any of the rest of the group, but otherwise heading in the direction of the docks.