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Post by Drakky on Dec 19, 2005 14:22:07 GMT -5
Foreigners.. well, that was what this transport could be packed with, yet.. as the ship came into view. it was obvious that it had been above the water for quite some time. The huge baloon that pocketed hot air wasn't as hot anymore, due to the ship preparing landfare for a passenger.
"I thank ye, and ma' th' tr'vls bee greatt for yis!" Said a hissing voice with problems speaking the human language as the boarding blank was laid to land.
"Arcada armacaserr! If it helps any," Drake replied as he left the boat, and the plank was taken aback, this was a favor done, besides, it was along the route, so why complain, was the captain's own words when they had set off.
But, they feared the possibility of settlements near the shore, so they let Drake down upon one of the shallow places at sea, and he'd planned taking a forestated route.
He turned around and waved farewell to his old friends on the Draconian airship.. there was something peculiar about it, should you see it.. it wasn't a boat at all, but rather a ship build for the fare of air-travel.. and had a rather flat underside. In general, this was an earlier version of the old air-outposts that belonged to the legendary draconians, which had high manouvrability for quick moving of ground-walkers to remote locations, like a peak or a cave in the hills.
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Post by Drakky on Dec 19, 2005 14:54:14 GMT -5
Drake made his way across the currents, soon emerging at the shore of the forest. Shaking himself of some of the water, and concentrating some heat inwards, he quickly dryed water off of himself. He was already attaching his cloak, which he'd held in his gloved hands as he was swimming.
The cloak covered him well, just like the scarf covered his face.. this way he could easily blend in as either elf or man, being as tall as he was. both scarf and cloak were black, although the cloak had a white 'rift' of dye running down it's sides.. which, when covering him like this, were on the front of him.
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Post by Damaria on Dec 19, 2005 16:50:55 GMT -5
Morianida didn't know what to expect when she saw the 'boat' arrive. She didn't know what had gotten off of it. All she knew know was that this creature was in her land, and now had to abide by her laws. She stood up from the shadows and walked over to it.
"Morianida, Heir to the Elven Throne," she curtsied, "Heir to rule Vyomini," she curtsied again, "And Heir to all it's inhyabitants," her last curtsy. It was how she was taught to greet new people to their land.
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Post by Drakky on Dec 19, 2005 16:54:38 GMT -5
Drake bowed, letting his hand slide along the rim of his cloak, holding it at the left side along his back. "Drake Dragonfire, the twilight 'prince'." He replied, still not rising from his strangely formal bow. However, the twilight prince was nothing of a serious title, it was just like a position in the army. Except it had a meaning.
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Post by Damaria on Dec 19, 2005 16:59:15 GMT -5
"Might I askwhy you have arrived in my land?" she inquired. It was forward and somewhat rude, but this was a newcomer and she wanted to know if there would be more.
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Post by Drakky on Dec 19, 2005 17:02:42 GMT -5
Drake rose from the bow, knowing that his eyes were clear enough to give his expression, even between his hair and the scarf. "I should probably not tell you?" He inquired.. currently, all the info he would give freely was about what he had for title.. which probably would-be relevant.
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Post by Damaria on Dec 19, 2005 17:06:24 GMT -5
"As Heir to the Throne," she said, "I think you must."
She hated using her title against other people, but it was nesaccary in this incident.
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Post by Drakky on Dec 19, 2005 17:08:57 GMT -5
"Hmph.. alright... I like exploration and adventure.. Besides, I think I have some wares of interest.. Like so many others.. But then again.. I took this route because I'd like not to be bothered about it." He replied, not telling the whole truth, but the truth nonetheless, thugging at his small bag.
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Post by Damaria on Dec 19, 2005 17:15:24 GMT -5
"Why did you choose to come to Vyomini?" she asked. "How did you find out about us anyway?" she asked. Vyomini was mostly a secret.
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Post by Drakky on Dec 19, 2005 17:19:36 GMT -5
"Oh.. Still getting in on details are we?" Drake asked, closing his eyes breifly, before opening his left eye a bit and eyeing the elf whilst standing sideways. He rather disliked this inquiry.. especially when there were guards to be expected around.
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Post by Damaria on Dec 19, 2005 17:22:37 GMT -5
"I have a right to know," she said quite stubbornly. Anger flashed in her eyes but she covered it up smoothly by becoming her normal cool, calm, collected self.
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Post by Drakky on Dec 19, 2005 17:26:30 GMT -5
"Oh, you think you do, eh? Well, I suppose it is the truth. But I know it isn't wise of me.." Drake replied this, especially since the fact that he had to maintain a reasonable cover.. He was a draconian, he had seen the country from above, whilst working on the deck of his rather small airship (not like the mobile outpost, this was a boat), besides one of his old patches of clouds.. whereof these weren't the magical 'fake' clouds that the draconians mostly used.
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Post by Damaria on Dec 19, 2005 17:45:50 GMT -5
"I know I do," she replied. "Is it that hard to disclose that information to the future Queen?" she said.
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Post by Drakky on Dec 19, 2005 17:48:27 GMT -5
Drake sighed.. "Fine, but you ain't gonna believe me.." He said, rolling his eyes.. Draconians, to many, were but a myth.. a story. "I saw this place from the clouds, and I'm here for someone.. good enough?" Said Drake thereafter, wiping something off his shoulder, keeping most details hidden.
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Post by Damaria on Dec 19, 2005 17:58:05 GMT -5
"You need to meet my mother," Morianida said. "This is fairly important," she muttered and called to her gaurd. He rushed forward and she led him out of earshot of the stranger. They talked and he retreated back into shadows. "I have an escort. You must confide with the Queen."
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