Surgent McArther second mission
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Post by magdalena on Nov 7, 2018 23:13:42 GMT -8
Maggie was young. An adult but young. Just barely past the age of adulthood. She longed for adventure she didn't mind those long days at sea. she didn't mind the rocking of the boat. Or the hot sun and the smell of sea water. She loved it. She loved to let her hair down and let the wind and splash of seawater whip through it. In fact, she loved it. She almost knew she was born for it.
As the ship left the dock. She fell in line and sang the rhythmic songs. that the sailors sing as they get ready to hit the ocean. Lifting the sails.
And they were off. She preferred the crows nest, especially at night. When she did the night watch. Her fairy eyes and a heightened sense of hearing made her perfect the job. She loves the stars on the open sea and the endless black the sound of the sea as the boat split it waves and it crashes against the sides
The moon was full tonight and so it illuminated everything. It was days like these she wishes she could paint or draw, But she could write. And she could play. And before she went to sleep. She would paint it with her words and work the imaginations of those around her. She expressed herself musically.
The times she wasn't working she studied. This was a new and a foreign land one that would be colonized under Queen General Laelia Kaliba. They had spent a few years getting to know the culture the language. Only this time the visit would involve submission. Which would mean more trade, Boosts in agriculture, and removal of power from others who wished to rival Tyran. Maggie couldn't wait. She loved war. But she also loved culture.
Colonization could happen one of two ways..you could let it take over slowly..or you could just simply move in. They were going both .the had set up trade routes. Even had a small military base. Learned which groups feuded with who. And planned to use that to their advantage.
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gender: Female
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Race: Fairy changeling
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Clan/Family: McArther
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Post by magdalena on Dec 5, 2018 23:49:27 GMT -8
The trip was easy. The sea was calm they had parked the ship away from the docks quite a way. And rowed in. It was easier this way then the other boat would guide the ship into its place. The place was foreign, hot. People spoke a strange language and despite her training. It still overwhelmed her.
The dock also worked as a market and it smelled like fish spices foods fruits she had never seen. People.yelling it looked like chaos there so many people. She licked her lips. Unlike tyran where everyone had creamy skin and various colors of blue and green light eyes creamy skin..everyone here had dark eyes honey-colored skin. She caught eyes with a seller and soon she was lost in his gaze she had never seen eyes so deep. Then she heard her name “ Mcarthur! Move out!”
It wasn't until she got to their military base that she could decompress. After some food, they were split into groups. Maggie was Sergeant she had two under her command. She preferred lookout working with small groups. Infiltration, they were here for one purpose to make this country part of tyran. To secure all this land had for the expansion and the trade of tyran.
Many thought militaries would mean order but it could cause chaos. Each group was debriefed on their mission. Then they were sent to rest. The next months would be spent learning the culture first hand. For now, Maggie was in the main city and along the docks. She and her small group and others would move themselves and traders merchants into the small villages and eventually the rural areas.
They would pick out the small military groups learn about them and then use them against each other. Cause a nice rival war. And then turn the attention of it to overthrow the government and then queens army could sweep in.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 6, 2018 2:06:48 GMT -8
Maggie had her platoon of two.
Paul was her same age sandy blonde hair light brown eyes, number 6 of 12 brothers and sisters a farmer's son didn't really want to be a farmer. He was about as interested farming as He was women the army gave him an excuse not to have to marry.
Dandy, his real name George.everyone called him dandy because he always dressed up when it time to go off base and impress the ladies. Always dressed and looked sharp.
Today they Walking along the beach in one of the approved areas
Paul “Hey sergeant it's about lunch I could really go for a ‘sand’…...which “
Dandy “ Yeah that would be as happy as a calm”
Maggie stopped and looked at the two looked around “ Suns out, puns out? “
Dandy “ shell yeah!”
Maggie shook her head and walked away “ well ‘beaches ‘lunch is on me today “ she hid her smile and stopped at a local food vendor
As she was tasting the local food the man for local market her first day walked by Maggie caught eyes with them. She wasn't allowed to talk to local but they caught eyes again. She got lost in depths of them. They for a moment she saw a glimmer..he was Faye. A human changeling likes her. She looked around and let her glimmer shine back just as secret as did a secret language to anybody else it would look like a sun sparkle against any on of the metallic things she was wearing on her uniform.
She was sure she would see him again.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 6, 2018 3:00:45 GMT -8
A Faye changeling is Faye child born in the Unseelie court. They are then exchanged with human babies and the Unseelie Faye take the human babies in their place and raise them for whatever purpose. There are lots of different stories involving Faye changing and all of them and none of them were true. Each had been tweaked..some time genetically deformed were accused as Faye changelings, mostly the stories were tweaked to give human parents a reason not to love their children.
Maggie, because she is chaos, was easily found and her parents quickly got rid of her. She was 3 maybe 4 She had never met another one until now. Maggie then was dropped from orphanage to orphanage until night haven and then adopted by her birth parents. But Maggie had seen too much violence to ever be a child. Her childhood left her the moment her birth parents said goodbye.
Now she had finally recognized another one or he had recognized her, but how..and why? Does he know more of her kind or is just alone as she. She had to admitted she didn't recognize him. Maybe his eyes were so deep and dark because he is Unseelie? No Maggie could read his energy. He wasn't dark. It would seem these questions would have to wait till he could communicate with her freely.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 6, 2018 3:31:27 GMT -8
A few weeks had past and Maggie and her other ship were finally able to associate with people and be in more crowded and public places. They still had to stay in uniform but it was nice to be able to talk to people of this land to communicate with them. Since boats often traveled back and forth between this place and tyran she could send letters and gifts back home. Today she was looking through various literature they had to offer. She needed to become as educated as possible with their thoughts philosophies.
She didn't even know how to read until she was almost 14 thanks to her now husband and here she was learning a foreign language reading in it and writing. She bought two books both fiction it would be a good start. She knew the language she could read it she could write in it but the process slow. This would help. Being in the markets helped too. She wasn't just being taught, she was living it. She could catch on more quickly to customs words. How they used the language. Not to say the classroom work was irrelevant. It definitely gave her a foundation. Nothing could compare to being in the heart of it. The smell or the sounds. The music even. She would definitely have to take a lesson or two from a local bard on a local instrument.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 6, 2018 14:05:43 GMT -8
Maggie while she was being immersed in the culture in this land called Ashousau the capital city and heart of the kingdom Isparia. The first goal To make strangers specifically the army and merchants of tyran as the common site as the native people by the time Maggie came home she would be around 25.
One thing she noticed is the land was as diverse as tyrans. It hailed from deserts to grasslands, To the mountains, But no forests. Trees were rare. And the land reflected this. Houses in cities made from mud more permanent structures made from stone. The nomads using hide.
One thing was common was the amount of water. River and streams that we're deep provided efficient fast travel and ease between even the most rural of places
There was the main river the ran throughout fed by the sea the main river they had named people of this river ran through the lands providing fish water for crops and of course drinking water. Then it forked off at several points to the smaller river, streams sometimes into lakes and ponds and waterfalls and other times into creeks and streams. This also meant the landscape despite the ever burning sun was green. And animals and people alike flourished. The rural areas were ripe with wild game and fertile farmlands.
The mountains full of precious metals and resources. This land was a valuable asset.
And the sun. The sun constantly beat down.
Maggie's skin had become almost as golden as the people who.grew up here.
As she was in one her places studying the map she noticed one thing after a certain point I'm all sides. They had stopped she would ask the map maker
Maggie “ why have we never gone past this point “
Mapmaker “ because beyond that is nothing but a desert wasteland..it goes on and on it eventually leads into other countries, beyond it similar to this one. We only have just flown over them and they send boats here. To trade. “
Maggie “ are we eventually going to conquer them as well?
Mapmaker “ Do I look like someone who makes or decides those things?”
Maggie smiles “ stupid questions I guess “
This area was perfect in the mountains and deserts made it almost impossible for someone to take them by surprise. And they could easily defend from the sea from any who tried to attack. The only way any could gain control would be to infiltrate from the inside.
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Clan/Family: McArther
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Post by magdalena on Dec 6, 2018 22:49:11 GMT -8
The marketplace of Isparia was its heart. It started at the docks and ran down its main street and then into various shops. the marketplace itself was hive activity and upon your first time here as Maggie did, all you would
See was a madhouse. People yelling selling their goods all trying to get buyers the attention
But after a few months, one could see the order in the madness. It was still chaotic there was no doubt. But one could see the ebb and flow, hear the beats of people their limericks, rhymes and catchy lines. People bartering with each other accosting the other of being too greedy or being too cheap. And everything made a rhythm.
The market was beautiful too, colorful tents protecting precious merchandise. Bright vivid colors reflecting the sun like everyday was a carnival.
They technically weren't here as a military presence just a sign of good will that they planned to set up trade commerce. And the two culture would work together integrate for the higher good.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 7, 2018 2:32:49 GMT -8
After a couple months Maggie was due some personal time. She needed it too she had been briefed and reported, briefed and reported. She tracked movements of different tribes that came to the city. Where they stayed. And so forth Gwen trick came in handy she could create a clone of herself. While she stayed invisible. The cloned version of Maggie could sit on the bench, watch the sea talk to people the invisible maggie could listen to conversations, track movements listen to how they talked about other tribes or even their own government. She had learned that some use secret codes. Hand singles or sometimes even more secret ones a push up on a sleeve a scarf tossed around the neck.
Like for instance one of the leaders of the tribe like a particular pretty whore even Maggie had to admit she was gorgeous, now this chief had brought his wife and child to visit. Exactly two casual swings in front of his face as if he was swatting a fly and then moving forward and a few moments later two of his men were talking to this lady that evening they met up. It happened more than one the same signal every time. Not all the leaders, of course, were so bold as to cheat on their wives every night.
A lift of a sleeve, I'm done talking to this person
Argue with a seller. Then shake a coin purse 1 time..they want the seller investigated
It was interesting but she needed a break.
She needed to blow off some steam and somewhere her comrades, her brothers, and sister in arms wouldn't follow.
They didn't need to know her personal life.
She didn't dress as local, she dressed as Maggie, but she definitely dressed as a civilian. A fitted shirt tucked into tight breeches, boots. Her dagger She visited a place that the military didn't frequent it was more for merry merchants..pleasant pirates..not too seedy, but not too strict. It reminded her of home, in a way. Everyone there to have a good time. Wenches and normal gals and boys alike they served drinks that she remembered from home. It made her feel at home. It relaxed her. Maggie usually drank mead but today she needed a change.
She ordered a sweet wine. She needed to relax get a little warm. She scanned the crowd for a handsome man with an empty lap.
Maggie was not what you call a voluptuous woman. She was Faye after all even if her changeling status said she was genetically predisposed to look human. Maggie had gentle curves, soft curves, toned by intensive labor and military drills. She didn't look military tonight though. She looked feminine.
she had let her hair down. It was golden brown and arranged in such a way it lifted her cheekbones. Her skin lightly bronzed by the sun. Her eyes a hazel green and always looked wide innocent and doe-like. A natural pout upon her lips and lightly stained red by the wine she was drinking. Her shirt unbuttoned so it showed off the little bit of cleavage she had. Tucked into her rather tight britches accentuating her hips and well-defined bottom.
The only thing Maggie couldn't make feminine was her hands. An archer, a bard and a seawoman who was adequately trained in sword work her hands had no chance. They looked like a woman who did all those things.
As Maggie scanned the tavern she positioned herself to look open, inviting and friendly. She wanted the attention tonight. And once she found her man or woman or they found her she wouldn't be subtle about what she wanted.
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Post by Aiden Delacroix on Dec 13, 2018 18:19:36 GMT -8
Aiden was fresh off his most recent adventure, dressed for the temperate winter, here where you never needed more than a light jacket on the sea, where the snow never fell. It was a nice place to be in the winter, especially considering the alternatives. He'd came here on the recommendation of some local contacts, dressed in a pair of breeches that framed him as athletic, if a bit slight of build compared to the main land bruisers who swung axes the size of a ten year old girl.
He wore a sword in the Aldori style, a thinner blade- razor sharp edges and a nice size and form for puncturing, his blade could pierce through a thick iron hauberk and boiled leather, through chain mail, even through plate if he found the right spot. But he didn't use it often. His own hands told that story, well cared for- sure, but with swollen knuckles that never quite went back down to normal. He was a prize fighter, and despite his 'pretty' boy good looks, he was the kind of fella who knew how to scrap- something that seemed apparent in the almost care free gaze he gave to anyone who gave him a sideways glance.
His lap, was quite empty, and he was seated in a broad plush chair as if he were holding court. Idly discussing the trade winds, the new city inland, and the few who sailed even this time of year out of Tyran's ports, more affected by winter than they.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 13, 2018 18:24:35 GMT -8
Maggie was on the prowl and it didn't take her long to find a man she was looking for. She watched for a while waited till his drink was almost empty. Then getting the tenders attention she bought a second glass of wine and found out what he was drinking and had one sent over. “ don't tell him who it's from..just point me out when he gets it "
Maggie was no experienced woman and what she lacked in experience, she had passion and she knew what she wanted. Tonight she wanted him. She waited for the waitress to point her out. She turned to the side, her silhouette showing off her gentle curves and toned body. She Her eyes watching him intently. She had a small smile on her face.
She began to walk over to him the Mona Lisa smile and intense gaze still watching. Hips swaying. “ I'm Magdalena,” she said as she arrived at his person.
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Post by Aiden Delacroix on Dec 13, 2018 18:58:41 GMT -8
He had been enjoying a drink combining a spot of honey and whiskey, and when he was provided another, he lifted his drink in her direction. His smile was not so small, instead a grin that showed a general intrigue at this woman, who approached with such a switch of the hips, he couldn't help but look down to follow.
" I'm Aiden." he said, gesturing to the chair across from him....though he wasn't so sure that's where she was looking to sit. He shifted in the chair, one knee forward, one swaying outward to give him a rather cocksure posture. She was a looker...nice face, though he noticed her hands- a warrior's hands. Strings...bow? Instrument? The same calluses from constant swordplay. Nice. Another out of towner.
" Join me. Next round will be on me."
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Post by magdalena on Dec 13, 2018 18:59:57 GMT -8
“ Lovely Aiden, a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, I'm hoping we will know each other better by the end of the night”
she noted his wide smile it almost made her giggle but that would be rather awkward to explain why she was laughing. She took the opportunity and sat across his lap back propped up against one arm of the chair her legs draped over the other arm, leaving his hands free and the ability to have quiet conversation. One arm slipped behind his neck and across his shoulders “ your chair looked more comfortable, “ now she smiled wide.
As she took a drink the wine sparkled against her natural pout and in the close space she smelled slightly of oranges and spice which mixed with the smell of the wine nicely, a sweet sangria.
“ So where is home Aiden?”
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Post by Aiden Delacroix on Dec 13, 2018 19:04:36 GMT -8
" I'm afraid I don't know what you mean." He said with a slight smirk. " Home is where you hang your hat- and I'd have to say I scarcely stay anywhere long enough to do that. " He said as he chuckled a bit at her open flirtation, and rested his hand at her knee where her legs draped ovv the side of the chair.
" What about you, Magdalena?" He asked, curious to what the woman may say, she was also out of town, but despite the intoxicating aroma of her perfume, he was quite sure she wasn't the pleasure trip kind- at least not this far out from anything worthwhile.
" You come from the mainland? Which city?"
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Post by magdalena on Dec 13, 2018 19:06:05 GMT -8
She was easily readable most time. When she wanted to be, especially when she had been drinking, She knew this about herself. She listened to him her eyes watched his lips moving glaring along his face until they met his eyes. There was familiar sparkle when he talked about travel, but he right she did have a home, she did have ties.
Her finger from her hand around his shoulder would absent-mindedly massage lightly along his neck down his shoulder again
"The capital city if tyran?"
" Have you heard of it? "Of course, he had.
The hand to her knee she didn't mind. In fact in it only made her cuddle into him a little closer "you're observant, something tells me your, not the average merchant hoping to get in on the trade boom "
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Post by Aiden Delacroix on Dec 13, 2018 19:11:09 GMT -8
" Out here... it's important to be observant." He said, his thumb running along the inside of her knee as he kept his hand at her. The squirm she mad had that taut derriere perfectly moving against him which caused him to squirm a little bit at her affection. The way she loosened up his shoulder... that was a touch that showed some skill. Reminded him of some of Dom's girls, the ones who came out for the fighters.
Magdalena would definitely get to know him. That was certain.
" Yeah, anyway- I've heard of Tyran. You merchant or soldier? Must of the ships who would make the trip this time of year are hoping to get these trade routes going right? Some of them even sailling out of Raven's Perch... I've intention to head there when the season permits."
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Post by magdalena on Dec 13, 2018 19:15:27 GMT -8
Her thighs twitched slightly at the feel of his thumb on the inside if her knee. Maggie did have a certain amount of skill, she certainly had a high drive. And it didn't takes her long to know how to keep the interest of a man
She sat down her wine down causing her to lean back her body stretched out before him for a moment. She sat back up which rearranged her shirt now giving ample view of her tiny bit of cleavage. It was enough for her body.
She wondered if she should tell him the truth. She told him her name and truth be told if he stayed more than week in town he would see her doing her patrol around the market anyway " I'm in the army " she swung her legs and hips down moving into a more comfortable position.. Of straddling his lap
" so are you part of handling the trade routes, also?"
Her hands felt along shoulder then down his chest. Her eyes still watching his as they spoke.
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Post by Aiden Delacroix on Dec 13, 2018 19:20:22 GMT -8
" Sounds too much like work." He said considering the trade routes. The closest he had gotten to trade routes had been sailing with lads from the Wretched Mile. He wasn't so sure that's what she meant when she asked about that. His hands shifted as she shifted, polishing off his whiskey with one, before putting both hands at the sides of her hips, framing them. She was coming on rather strong...Couldn't say he didn't enjoy it.
His chest was tightly muscled, pectorals and abdomen firm- the man whomever he was, did some kind of work to keep all that muscle, but it was rather sure he wasn't a common laborer to have such a frame. " Tyran army though... interesting job. Get to travel, steady pay... must be good for the family at home. " He said the words, just to check... overbearing father, overbearing husband.... whomever was back home- he didn't care much about- as long as they stayed away from tonight.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 13, 2018 19:22:45 GMT -8
She just wanted to make sure he wasn't gonna the type to spread her personal life all over the trade routes. So far it didn't sound like it. Maggie didn't know how to be subtle. Especially if she really wanted something. And especially after a couple glasses of wine. And she really wanted Aiden. She laughed at his question she places her hands on his shoulders
"I'm married, he isn't in the army, he stays on the mainland. I hope that doesn't bother you, because it doesn't bother me." She shifts her hips against him " and I really don't care if you have anyone it might bother. "
Leaving in a close whisper her lips brushing his ear " but I do ask, that should you see me anywhere else..you keep the encounter to yourself."
A kiss to the neck and then she leaned back.
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Post by Aiden Delacroix on Dec 13, 2018 19:28:57 GMT -8
“Discreet encounter eh?” He asked, a brow raising as he shifted up against her shifting hips as one hand slid round to meet her well formed ass. His hand gave her a squeeze, as he tilted his head forward.
“Young thing like you... married. It’s downright sinful.” He said in a tone that relayed just how not bothered he could be.
He canted his head for he side, leaning into the kiss at his ear, his neck. He gave her a long look and nodded as much to himself as anyone.
“I’ve got a room at the nearby inn... I hope you know I’m taking you there. “ he gaze her rear another squeeze before leaning forward to put his lips against her jawline l, delivering a trail of kisses smooth down from jawline to her throat.
“Now...”
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Post by magdalena on Dec 13, 2018 19:29:43 GMT -8
She let out a giggle the first time her hands found her rounded ass..she did marry young but she needed a home base, stability, by marrying she assured that because her husband was more faithful then she was.
She smiled again when he received her affection with willingness. Her hand traced along his shoulder blades when he kissed along her jawline her breath deepening. As a Faye, her skin tasted naturally sweet like freshly made honey warm from the hive. Her sharp intake of breath a soft sigh out to show she was enjoying his advances
A soft flirtatious squeal when he grabbed her ass again she bit her lip she he said..... now
" good, I don't like to be kept waiting"
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Post by Aiden Delacroix on Dec 13, 2018 19:34:30 GMT -8
He gave her a nudge, as he slid towards the edge of the chair, wanting to get up. Her taste intoxicating, along with her scent. She couldn't be human- that was obvious. For a moment, he considered the possibility of this being entirely too good to be true- that is to say, Magdalena wasn't the kind of woman to pop out of thin air. Still- he had a way of being lucky, and as he guided her off his lap and up to his feet, his hand rested just so at the small of her back, draping fingertips in light caress just above her derrière.
Walking her out, he took her out onto the street. His mind idly thought of that bit lip, that little flirtatious giggle. He felt bad for a moment, for that husband of hers. He sincerely doubted the fellow had half of what she needed. Well... he'd be sure to give it to her tonight. As they walked to where his room was, it wasn't in an inn, but in a storefront that seemed in good condition, but not crowded- the two of them going up a stair up the side of the building and entering an apartment above a storefront and residence. He produced a key for the lock, and opened the door- the room illuminated only by the moonlight that came through scant openings in the curtains.
He lit a lamp near the door for the two of them to see, "I'll see to a fire..." He said to her, before closing the door behind them both, and moving to the hearth, not far from the broad bed that rested near the west wall- the studio like apartment showing a small desk, and a large table- that table having a dissembled crossbow and a variety of bolts.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 13, 2018 19:36:15 GMT -8
She wasn't human. But there wasn't a catch, Maggie just had an insatiable appetite. She almost pushed him back on the chair and tempted to put a cloaking spell around them. She had very little self-control sometimes, still, something about him intrigued her .
As they walked along the streets Maggie seemed to stay alongside the shadows especially when the night watch was about.
Not so much that she cared who saw, it wasn't the first time, male or female, a soldier would have a little midnight delight. It certainly wouldn't be the last. She just liked to keep her professional and personal life separate from her private life.
Considering the mood she was in she had a little sparkle to her aura. Shown briefly in the darkened room before the lamp was switched on She didn't bother to hide it either. As he walked away she gave his own little tight bottom a light love tap. She looked around the place. Her eyes drifted from the bed to the bolts along the table " I've thought about a crossbow, but the load is too slow, the power is an advantage in itself, however " she didn't touch but she looks at the variety of bolts he had laid out. While he tended to the fire. " the military eventually intends to make housing here for itself. The government feels we are good for progress and makes the traders feel safe, I do not disagree " any information maggie shared was common knowledge.
She wandered over to the bed and sat at the foot of it kicking off her shoes. And taking her dagger belt off. There was nothing magical about her weapon. It looked old though and passed down. Still as sharp as ever.
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Post by Aiden Delacroix on Dec 13, 2018 19:54:42 GMT -8
Aiden slung his sword belt over the bedpost, listening to her words- the scattering of attempts at conservation. " Crossbow is worthless after initiatial engagement... but if you want to be sure it goes through banded mail, scale- plate.... you use the right weighted bolt.... even a knight goes down in a precise shot. But... yeah. Versatility? Bow every time.... and I carry a pistol." he said referring to the single shot pistols common on the sea, as likely to not fire as to explode.
He was pretty good at that fire thing, it was soon crackling, light spreading through the room in a warm orange glow. " Interesting the first things that come to a person's mind. "
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Post by magdalena on Dec 13, 2018 19:57:06 GMT -8
She smiles she leaned back against the bed slightly. And bounced up and down on it a few times. This is where maggies inexperience and slight awkwardness would. come into play. She never slept with another man. It didn't bother her, she didn't feel guilty, she just never had done it. She wasn't sure what to expect. Would it be the same, woukd be different? So far it was pretty exciting. He was a very attractive man, his lips soft, his hands gentle, but her husband was an anthro owl. This would be vastly different, shoukd she tell him? No she woukd let things progress naturally, no need to make this awkward.
So she leaned back against the mattress again supporting herself with her elbows she looked up at him. Her eyes tracing along his body "oh? Tell me your thoughts. " as her hazel green eyes found his face again.
The fire was nice, it made it cozy relaxing and warm.
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Post by Aiden Delacroix on Dec 13, 2018 20:16:58 GMT -8
The mattress was plush with down, but firm enough to give resilience. It made the room- which had a relaxed appearance seem less a random rented room, but something employed by specific visitors.
“At the moment?” He said as he rose from his position in front of the hearth, the young warrior casting his jacket on a nearby chair before removing his shirt at the two hidden laces near the collar before pulling it over his head.
His skin was tanned, sun kissed and with surprisingly few blemishes, a bruise here or there, and a small pearl used scar just below his rib cage. His musculature was well formed, no doubt functional, but something about him told a tale of his vanity, a desire to be aesthetically pleasing.
Boots were removed in front of the hearth to let the heat counteract the bit of wet from season’s rain and sea spray. Even his socks, linen and cotton at the soles of his feet and toes, were designed with function in mind- a wrapping of straps reinforcing his ankle and moving up his shin. Removing them was less than sexy, as he plopped down beside her at the edge of the bed to do so.
The foot wraps were the clinching clue. This man was a fighter. Not in the popular Tyran sense... where everyone fought and everyone was the best swordsman in the land. No- this was a human who eked out an existence fighting for the crowd. He was a professional.
Made his possession of a heavy crossbow- pretty suspicious.
“I’m thinking about how complicated occupations- er- colonization- can be. No wonder you are looking for fun, Magdalena. “ the way he said her name was almost as sweet to hear as her skin was to taste.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 13, 2018 20:21:18 GMT -8
The bed was comfortable. That was nice. She watched him remove his shirt. That chest was a work of art. And she stared, she stared hard. Already in her mind, her lips had memorized its shape. She without thought licked her lips, her mouth wet, thirsty to taste him. She had already imagined it pressed up against her. Her eyes followed him till he sat down on the bed. Full of lust and maybe wanting to conquer a little bit of him for herself.
No one.....no one, looked sexy taking off socks. No matter what kind they were but she did note the kind they were. And the clues around the room of who she was dealing with. Her hand reached out and felt up the strength of his arm, her hand firm but surprisingly gently. His skin was tight against muscle she leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his shoulder. Tasting his sunkissed skin. A small hmm from her mouth as she processed what she felt. What she tasted.
Maggie took off her own shirt now while her shirt was made to soften her shoulders. To make her look feminine. It was now obvious she had a lot of upper body strength. Her shoulders were quite broad, the muscles etched out under the skin of her arms. She was definitely a bow woman and could probably draw quite a bit of weight behind her arrow. And that concurred by the scaring along her wrists from bowstrings snapping Her stomach smooth and taught she had bruises too but the clearly looked like ones you would get from sparing, training.
Along her side following towards her back, she had scaring. She had been burned at one time and not from a magical weapon. It almost looked like someone had tried to light her on fire from behind.
Her hand ran across the back of his shoulder again, positioning her self behind her hands feeling along the muscle of his back. She liked the way he said her name it made her sound like candy delicious and sweet to be enjoyed in small doses or to be gorged upon.
" Colonization? No...... just two parties working together for the highest, pleasure...excuse me " she cleared her throat "profit, "
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Post by magdalena on Dec 14, 2018 22:59:08 GMT -8
As soon as she thought Aiden was asleep. Maggie would slip her clothes on carrying her boots and other things in her arms so she could leave quietly. After she got out of the room she would finish dressing just outside the door before making her way down the stairs. She wouldn't go back to the bunks not tonight. She wanted to relish in the feeling of good sex.
It was late she still avoided the night watch. As she said before her private life didn't need to be known. She found a secluded place along the beach somewhere in the rocks where she could hear the waves. And watch the moon and feel the wind. There was no way she could sleep tonight. She just slept with a man that wasn't her husband. She had to sort through that. What did she feel? She went through her basic emotions first. She felt tired and excited, she wanted to do it again, but she wondered why she didn't feel guilty. She felt no guilt, no shame, all those feelings one was supposed to feel after an act like that. She felt none she felt no remorse for cheating on her husband. And she did so with intention. She smiled a little bit. It was over for Maggie spent the rest of the night playing it over in her head. Oh, she was gonna do it again. She enjoyed it, maybe a little too much. She would definitely gonna write a song about it.
She just wished she had someone to talk to about it. She already knew what everyone's reactions would be. Not many would look favorably upon a woman who cheated on their spouse with no remorse. It was long before Maggie found the need to sleep.leaning against a smooth rock she closed her eyes. Enjoying the cool air the smell of the sea and the relaxation that comes after one has had passionate and more than pleasurable night.
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Post by magdalena on Dec 15, 2018 23:21:55 GMT -8
Since Maggie had one weeks leave, the first night she spent it having affair. The rest of the time She certainly didn't spend it on base. And she certainly didn't spend it gather intelligence. But old habits couldn't be denied. And so sometimes if saw something curious she noted it in her mind and wrote it down later. Not this week she spent her time emerged in the culture. She ate the food drank the water. Lived in their inns for the week. Dressed like them. Visited the local entertainment. She even picked up an instrument a type of flute it was very long. And went halfway down her body, in fact, she picked up two because of she every intention of sending one to Berri. The man thought it was odd how many flutes does one need
. For her sister Ginger, she picked out several different types of cloth. Linen and silks. In rich dyes of blue, brilliant whites, one even looked like it was made of golden threads weaved together. She also bought her thread and sewing needle the clothes here custom made pieces the tools more advanced. And a pattern of the type of clothes.
Berry, of course, would receive something called a long flute. And a copy of the type music that was played on it handwritten from Maggie by ear when she listened to it played.
Gwen and Hotaru would receive smoked fish spiced from the native land coriander, ginger, cumin, and other such exotic spices. Along with various fruits and vegetables that would make the travel
For Sampson, he would receive books. Books on alchemy. Books of science books on mathematics. The countries place was full of philosophers, alchemist, they even had vast understandings of the planets. Metallurgy. Like no one had ever seen. It was all new and unknown
For her mother Maya she would receive jewelry. Gold. The sign of a snake with ruby eyes finely crafted. She explained in the letter that snakes were a sign if the feminine and fertility and honored.
Gold was a common metal so was iron and copper. So were certain types of oil. All things that held great esteem in the world of tyran. All things that would make them a powerhouse in trade and technology.
As she wrote the letters out each one was different. The letter to her mother just spoke about family how she was doing. How's he missed her caring and loving ways?
Ginger was all about the amazing colors and smells and designs she saw .and a painted picture of Maggie in the garb of the country she was in
Berry letter was all about the music and the culture around the music
Gwen and Hotaru letter was about the culture the food and the spices and the general attitude of the people.
Finally, Sampsons letter which she spent the most time one.
My dearest love,
Time moves so fast, and yet so slow. When it is dark and quiet I think of nothing but you. How your soft your feathers are .how strong your arms, how safe I feel when they hold me. I dream of the smell of you. They say that distance makes the heart grow fonder. For me it has. You are my salvation, my rock. My grounding force. I count down the months until we see each other again. I will dream of your sweet kisses until we meet again my love. My husband my soul mate. My eternal. Do not let your heart grow distant from my love. I miss you.
Your wife eternally,
Maggie
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Post by X_Tempest_D on Dec 15, 2018 23:54:04 GMT -8
A small package would come to the dragon kingdom. It was from his granddaughter Maggie. It was a picture of her. In her full military uniform looking very regal. Under the shade of a sparse tree, it looked hot with huge statues behind her of a king ( think ancient Egypt ) and letter telling him of the things she had seen thus far in this strange land she was sent too.
XTempestDToday at 2:52 AM
Blinks at the small package and looks to see what was in it and sceen it was from his great great grand duaghter maggie and smiled(Guessing pharo)He then got a scrool and began to write and he was send her a care packege of his own to her.After wards he placed the picture the in a small memmery book .*
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Post by magdalena on Dec 15, 2018 23:56:15 GMT -8
The other gifts would be as follows
Played out in room )/
A small package would come to the dragon kingdom. It was from his granddaughter Maggie. It was a painted picture of her. In her full military uniform looking very regal. Under the shade of a sparse tree, it looked hot with huge statues behind her of a king ( think ancient Egypt ) and letter telling him of the things she had seen thus far in this strange land she was sent too.
Tempest
Blinks at the small package and looks to see what was in it and sceen it was from his great great grand duaghter maggie and smiled(Guessing pharo)He then got a scrool and began to write and he was send her a care packege of his own to her.After wards he placed the picture the in a small memmery book .*
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Tyrannights is a free-form play by post RPG with a medieval fantasy setting. It was formed in 1997 by Shawn and Doreen with many different owners and versions over the years. Its current version is Tyran: Tales of Legends owned by Sinead and Laelia.
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