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Roleplaying / Re: Poryatown´s Herald
« on: October 01, 2014, 08:30:45 PM »
The Alley of Swords
Dawn slowly creeps over the mountain peeks surrounding the Alley of Swords. Rae follows the main road through rolling hills and rocky steppes, bustling with the activity of summer. Animals and peansants alike give a wide berth, avoiding her grim figure. Cave Horror`s blood is tenacious and it would not simply wash out in the cold water of a river. Her uniform needed the attention of a professional, if it was salvagable at all. Her current shape was definitely not ideal for a diplomatic mission, but the emblem of Poryatown on her chest was still plainly visible throught the beast`s gore and if she believed her cousin`s words, the item, clad in silken bands and stowed in her pack would be most welcomed by the local Lady.
The men guarding the town`s gate become edgy as she approaches. Their eyes taking in her weapons and the obvious traces of recent bloodshed on her clothing. The senior member of the guard frowningly comes up to her:"I say, quite a state you are in there. Ain`t a man`s blood I hope?" Rae rummages through her saddle bags and finally presents a massive and wickedly shaped claw to the wide-eyed man:"Had to fight for a palce to sleep on my way here." A small grin plays on her face she continnues"My name is Rae Aedan and I come in my capacity as a herald of Poryatown.“. She uses the claw to point at the emblem of white towers on a blue field. „Magrave Duer Aedan sends his salutations and neighbourly benevolence to your Lady. I bare gifts and written words for her.“
Dawn slowly creeps over the mountain peeks surrounding the Alley of Swords. Rae follows the main road through rolling hills and rocky steppes, bustling with the activity of summer. Animals and peansants alike give a wide berth, avoiding her grim figure. Cave Horror`s blood is tenacious and it would not simply wash out in the cold water of a river. Her uniform needed the attention of a professional, if it was salvagable at all. Her current shape was definitely not ideal for a diplomatic mission, but the emblem of Poryatown on her chest was still plainly visible throught the beast`s gore and if she believed her cousin`s words, the item, clad in silken bands and stowed in her pack would be most welcomed by the local Lady.
The men guarding the town`s gate become edgy as she approaches. Their eyes taking in her weapons and the obvious traces of recent bloodshed on her clothing. The senior member of the guard frowningly comes up to her:"I say, quite a state you are in there. Ain`t a man`s blood I hope?" Rae rummages through her saddle bags and finally presents a massive and wickedly shaped claw to the wide-eyed man:"Had to fight for a palce to sleep on my way here." A small grin plays on her face she continnues"My name is Rae Aedan and I come in my capacity as a herald of Poryatown.“. She uses the claw to point at the emblem of white towers on a blue field. „Magrave Duer Aedan sends his salutations and neighbourly benevolence to your Lady. I bare gifts and written words for her.“