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Donar Bloodaxe
Jarl of the Isles
Isle of Scagnar
: four serpent ships beach after many weeks at sea
(19:59:45 )
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Donar Bloodaxe
Jarl of the Isles
Isle of Scagnar
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to ALL
: looking around from the prow of the Gjallahorn .... goes over the side..... wading ashore
(20:00:42 )
Kimba the Storyteller_______
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Kimba
PantherClaw Taluna Lair
--near a firepit on the beach, clearly an abandoned Exchange Point--
to ALL
: *Our scouts had seen the ships when they approached, and we had made preparations to meet them. I had hoped Trillian would have conveyed the message about going to the docks, instead of beaching the ships, but perhaps Donar had other ideas. I had been hanging around the Exchange watching how this developed, with a good view of the coast in both directions, from the firepit at the exchange point.*
(20:01:29 )
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Donar Bloodaxe
Jarl of the Isles
Isle of Scagnar
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to ALL
: talking with my first officer, Magnus Magnussen..... we try and figure out where to go from here
This 'bout where they say. We close
(20:02:32 )
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Donar Bloodaxe
Jarl of the Isles
Isle of Scagnar
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to ALL
: looking at the sandy beach.... scowls
How they gonna get wagons loaded with lumber outta here?
(20:07:17 )
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Donar Bloodaxe
Jarl of the Isles
Isle of Scagnar
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to ALL
: motions to crewmen who've disembarked the dragon ships...... scrub brush is cut and a signal fire is quickly lit...... roiling coils of heavy grey smoke move upward from the blaze
(20:08:18 )
Kimba the Storyteller_______
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Kimba
PantherClaw Taluna Lair
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to Donar Bloodaxe Jarl of t
: *Wearing knee-high, lace-up, mocassin-style, tabukskin boots, to protect my feet against the jungle undergrowth, I am 5'9" tall, 145 lbs of lean muscle on a frame that used to weigh 20 lbs less, before I went Panther, eight years ago. I am a little more dressed than usual, wearing a simple dark tunic, very dark green, nearly brown. Long ravendark hair is bound by a thrice-looped leather throng, holding it in ponytail, which falls from the crown of my head to between my shoulder blades. Sheathed on the outside of my right thigh is a dagger, 7" of dual-edged steel on a larl-bone handle, wrapped with thin layers of leather; taken off a dead Assassin, years ago. Hanging from a waist belt, off my left hip is a sheathed Tuchuk 13 blade quiva, a gift from a Tuchuk Ubar. The tip of the sheath is held close and quiet by a thin leather thong tied just above my knee and threaded through a loop in the tip of the sheath. In my left hand I carry a 4 foot long tem staff, carved from a stout tur-branch with a slight crook, a few bumps in its length from where smaller branches were removed. The staff is 1 in diameter at the slim-end, Ό wider at the widest end. I had originally cut the length so that the crook is right at the center of balance, 3 closer to the butt-end than the slim-end. This is where I grip the staff, at the balance/crook, slim-end to the ground as I make my way north along the beach. Billi, Gia and Fang are in the Jungle, keeping the others appraised of what occurs here, should anything go awry.*
(20:08:30 )
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Donar Bloodaxe
Jarl of the Isles
Isle of Scagnar
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to ALL
: almost all of the 500 crewmen leave the serpents with only secondary officers and a skeleton crew on board the ships
(20:09:42 )
Kimba the Storyteller_______
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Kimba
PantherClaw Taluna Lair
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to Donar Bloodaxe Jarl of t
: *I stop about halfway to your position, waiting to see if you will come down, or send a batallion.*
(20:11:15 ) ________Fire Water_______
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Medicine Deer
Huntress
PantherClaw Taluna Lair
: ...I look around, and emerge from the bushes.I bring myself to full awareness, my 5'8" frame carefully balanced on bare feet. My figure is rounded, 145 lbs, but the muscle tissue hidden beneath my bronzed skin accounts for the deceptive weight. A short, leather dress barely covers my figure, it is dark green and dyed with brown and black stripes to help blend in with the forest shadows. A sharp quiva, taken from a captive, rests in a leather sheath at my left hip. It's mate, equally sharp, sleeps in a sheath strapped to my right calf. My dark brown eyes peer out from under thick, glossy black hair, taking what is going on, but giving no clues as to what my active mind is thinking. A horn bow, customized to my height, arm length, and strength, sits on my left shoulder. A quiver of 25 arrows, carefully examined, balanced, and married to the bow, rest, nose down, their fletchings rising over my right shoulder in a quiver, each eager to be selected first and sent on to bury their heads in a vital part of an enemy. I shrug my thick, waist length braid back over my left shoulder, it is almost 2 hort in diameter, and secured at the end with a leather tie. A spear is held in a thrusting position, my right hand about 1/2 a foot from the end, overhand, and the left hand is placed about 2' above the right hand, in an underhand grip. The five foot length of thick wooden shaft is topped by a foot of the finest steel from Ar, the blades sharpened to a razors edge on both sides, slender enough to be easily thrust through an opponent. At the base of the blade is a hook, also made of steel, that turns up towards the tip of the blade. It is designed to trap a blade, and, also, to cause serious injury to who it is aimed at. However, despite the hardware, the most dangerous aspect of this Red Savage is the cunning, training, and determination of her character.
(20:13:01 )
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Donar Bloodaxe
Jarl of the Isles
Isle of Scagnar
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to Kimba the Storyteller___
: looks and sees a woman in the distance..... the build was Aggripina but the clothing was VERY different
deciding this must be local protocal...... arming myself as I ready to head down the beach
(20:16:01 )
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Donar Bloodaxe
Jarl of the Isles
Isle of Scagnar
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to Kimba the Storyteller___
: walking down the beach alone toward you..... stopping about 25 feet from you
6'8" tall, 270 lbs, woolen tunic and breeches, thick leather boots, leather gloves ..... Helmet - typical conical Torvaldslander/Viking spanghelmet, eye and nose protection plate covers my face including my forehead to just below my nose, a leather chin strap and leather padding holds the helmet snuggly on my head, chain mail is attached to the bottom of the back of the helmet protecting 180 degrees of the back of my neck down to my shoulders ..... Great axe - double bladed war axe with a total axe blade length of 18 inches, each single blade 9 inches long, 1 inch diameter and 36 inch long temwood handle, total length 48 inches - handle held in both hands, right hand near the axe blade near my right shoulder, left hand near the butt near my left hip ..... Long sword - in hardened leather sheath on my back, 6 inch cross guard on the handle over my left shoulder, 12 inch long handle, 30 inch long blade - long sword sheath is belted diagonally on my back from my right lower back to upper left shoulder, the handle over my left shoulder ..... Knife - 8 inch blade, 6 inch handle, small cross guard - inside the right side of my right boot ..... Knife - 8 inch blade, 6 inch handle, small cross guard - inside the left side of my left boot .....
Tal.... you Aggripina.... 'n Kimba the outlaw woman. Eh?
(20:21:37 )
Kimba the Storyteller_______
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Kimba
PantherClaw Taluna Lair
--on a deserted stretch of whitesand beach between jungle and sea, North of the Exchange--
to Donar Bloodaxe Jarl of t
: *I call out loudly as I see your familiar form and beard.* Donar! Glad you could make it. Smooth seas, I hope? I have a staff, and two knives. The Exchange is out of bowshot of the jungle. I have a roast hatchling wild tarn there, if you are hungry. South of here, are docks and bay. I had hoped to have you dock the timber ships there, and offload some onto shore and some int the water to smaller boats. Your men might enjoy leave more in the cove than the beach. There is a tavern, though not big enough for so many.
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