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Subject: **The massive wolf strides into the clearing.** Author: Kinnan Ulfe [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 10:30:32 03/07/02 Thu **He is wearing a tight leather jerkin and a belt with a pair of daggers thrust in it. His broadsword is at his back, and his light boots are slightly muddy from a long tramp. He brushes his headfur out of his dark brown eyes and looks around him. His eyes rests for a moment on Rio, but does not say anything to the vole. Then his eyes round on a group of strangebeasts standing at the edge of the glade. He smiles, and finally speaks in his low, rumbling bass voice** Well, here we are. The main camp of the Quanshaire Mercenary Patrol. Please make yourselves known now to all of the other mercs so your throats will not be slit in the night for strangers. **His eyes sparkle with a smile that slowly creeps to his lips** Don't be afraid. Not unless you betray us, that is. **Looks around for Astri or Favre** Oi! New recruits! Make 'em welcome! [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Hello Captain Starflight 15:36:25 03/08/02 Fri Re: Hello Captain -- Starflight, 15:47:32 03/08/02 Fri **A dry, humorless chuckle echoes from the tree branches above** Think carefully Kinnan m'friend, when have I ever been nice t'a reccie? **A shadow lands before the group, and the dim glow of firelight reveals the hardened, weathered, black face of a squirrel. He squints at them critically** Any spies f' me among them? Favre 20:30:59 03/08/02 Fri **The huge wolf's bass rumble breaks Rio out of his mad attack of the fire. He stares at Kinnan for a few seconds before turning his back on him. Shaking his head he sits down in the dirt with a thump. His sword comes out from where it was hanging in his belt and he immediately starts too polish it. He looks off into the forest again but this time he doesn't vent his rage on something he just shakes his head again folornly. Placing his sword beside him he returns his rag to the pocket in his pants and folds his arms across his chest. His gaze is fixed on the trees before him unwavering** (NT) Rio 20:48:19 03/09/02 Sat **Rasies an eyebrow at Starflight and shakes his head** Supper is th'least of your worries now. But no matter. **Peers closely at the recruit** Just don't let it happen again. **Grins at Favre** I only meant you shouldn't slit their throats. Nothin' more. **Smells the fire burning** I say, what is for supper? **Grins. He looks again at Rio, narrows his eyes, and mutters something about hot tempers. Then he catches sight of the squirrel on the ground... (Continued above!) (NT) Kinnan Ulfe 14:55:42 03/10/02 Sun **The petite vixen eyes the recruits quietly and goes to sit by Rio** What's troublin' you, matey? **Pulls a scone from her pack** Wanna bite? **Takes a bite herself before offering it to the vole** Where've ya been? I got lonely. (NT) Aislynn 15:06:57 03/10/02 Sun A midsized mouse stands in the middle of the line of recruits, taking note of the personalities and reactions of the squad leaders for future reference. When the large wolf, who he now identified as Kinnan, suggested that he make himself at home he went off in a different direction than the other recruits. At this moment, he needed to collect his thoughts, "That squirrel must have been Favre, I guess there are worse things that could happen than ending up with him as my squad leader," he mutters to himself under his breath, "Not the most sociable beast, but I'd rather have him leading me in a fight than someone with a conscience." He sits down and quietly eats his dinner, made up of some hard bread and dubiously tasting cheese. (NT) Jack Styles 15:45:34 03/10/02 Sun **A tall, lithe wildcat with yellow-green eyes paces into the clearing. She smiles and sits down by one of the fires near Jack, whiskers twitching** H'llo there. What's your name? **Her eyes twinkle, almost dangerously** Don't believe I'm in your squad, but I thought I'd introduce myself anyway. **Offers a paw** I am Tarriana Jersolia Montaba Gherabago, but you may call me Tarri. **She is graceful in her movements as she takes her own flask of wine and take a long draught** (NT) Tarriana Jersoila Montaba Gherabago 16:16:44 03/10/02 Sun The nearly jet black mouse looks up at his unexpected dinnerguest, "Tarriana Jersoila Montaba Gherabago," he repeats, "I'm Jack Styles, it's an honor to meet you," he shakes her paw and holds out half of his bread, "Would you like some? I know it's not much, but it's all I have at the moment." (NT) Jack Styles 17:58:47 03/10/02 Sun **Takes the bread and reaches into her own pack. She produces a large wedge of cheese** How about some of this then? Makes th'meal a bit better, no? **Her eyes twinkle** We tend to fair better after a good job, but it's been a bit... **She looks lazily up at Kinnan talking to Astriana** See that? She took of some while ago. **Takes a bite of bread and washes it down with a mouthful of her wine** Wonder what that's all about... I suppose we'll know soon enough. **Grins at Jack** (NT) -- Tarriana, 20:57:58 03/10/02 Sun "Right," He replied in answer to all of her questions. Noticing her relatively large and sharp teeth he quicky thinks to himself that her grin would probably be enough to make just about anybeast uncomfortable and wouldn't make her a popular guest at any noblebeast party. Then again, the simple fact that she worked for a mercenary group with dubious morals and standards would be enough to have the same effect on them. However, he had spent his life with beasts much more threatening than the one who was even now handing him a piece of cheese. Gratefully, he took it and savored the fresh taste, "Cheese tastes so much better when it's less than a week old." He comments then grins back, he intended to make at least some 'friends'. Or as close as he ever got to having something like a friend, anyway. And she seemed like a good a start as any. (NT) Jack Styles 07:42:40 03/11/02 Mon **She notices the mouse eyeing her teeth andwidens her smile** Like them? I take very good care of them... **Brushes back her tawny hearfur and closes her eyes for a moment** I was raised to always take exceptional care of myself. The story of how I became a mercenary is a bit odd, though. **Her voice trails off and she is silent for a moment, gazing at Kinnan** What about yourself? How did you come to be here? (NT) -- Tarriana, 14:50:49 03/11/02 Mon "Nothing odd about how I came to be here," he comments dryly, "I heard of the QMP and decided to see what it was about, a few coins will get you a lot of answers. Anyway, It seemed like the kind of life that would suit someone like me, so I hitched a ride on the next caravan travelling here. The only problem we ran into a couple of overconfident thugs that thought they could rob the caravan." Finally finishing the the cheese he was offered, he begins to unpack his small travel tent. When that's done, he puts his bag of belongings, half full and small to begin with seeing as he sold most of the things he relieved from their previous owners. He then took out a money pouch and handed it to Tarri, "That's yours by the way," he smiled and continued, "I'm guessing you're not exactly new around here, would you mind showing me around?" If he was gonna saty here he wanted to know as much about the place and the people as possible. (NT) Jack Styles 16:21:19 03/11/02 Mon Inside, it was too long!! -- Tarriana, 12:18:09 03/12/02 Tue Jack grins widely as he gives the bag to her once more, "That's your, unless you don't want it anymore that it," He says this as he points to a spot on Tarri's belt where not minutes before the same moneybag had hung. Going back to what she had told him about the leaders, "Tanks for volunteering to show me around," standing up, he continues, "And yes, I am a spy. Though, I spy for you, not on you. I applied to train under Favre and join the espionage squad, so I'd appreciate any advise youcan give me on how to keep my skin intact while working under him." (NT) Jack Styles 13:30:45 03/12/02 Tue **Raises an eyebrow** That was not my moneybag. OOC: I don't keep one on my belt, sorry. It's not "ladylike" y'know. ^_^ BIC: But I'll keep it just the same. **Gazes at Jack for a minute, sizing him up. She shakes her tawny head and sighs** That's easy enough. Follow your orders to th'letter. And don't be cocky. Ever. He doesn't like cockiness, and he'll just as soon gut you as take any lip off of you. Got it? **She winks** He'll fight to th'death for you, though, if you're loyal to him. All of them will... All of them. **She sighs** I'm under Tatanshan, but as he's not here right now, we're reporting to Kinnan and Astriana. **Shrugs** Anything else you need to know? (NT) -- Tarriana, 15:14:51 03/12/02 Tue OOC: Sorry about that, I just figured a wildcat in a mercenary encampment wouldn't be very "ladylike" in the first place. My mistake =). Go inside for the In Character response. Jack Styles 17:26:08 03/12/02 Tue OOC: *Grins* Not a problem. If you want an explanation, check my bio page under "Member's Extra Info"... you've got one there, too. It'll give you at least a description of all of the characters. *winks* So don't worry about it!! BIC: Well, when we don't have an assignment, we do different things. We'll often go scouting for a new campsite, as they like to keep moving all the time. Sometimes we'll hold competitions to amuse ourselves, and once we've been attacked. **Motions to Astriana lying on the ground** Looks to me like we might get attacked again, which is th'best training there is. Welcome to the Patrol! (NT) -- Tarriana, 18:33:54 03/12/02 Tue OOC: Grr... forgot to do my lovely font color!! (NT) -- Tarri, 18:36:42 03/12/02 Tue "Speaking of which, maybe we should go offer our services to the leaders. Although with what I've heard of them, they might not have much use for us," Looking over at Astriana, he grimaces, "Damn, she looks like she was mauled by a pack of wildcats," he hesitates and looks up at his considerably larger companion and smiles, "No offense." (NT) Jack Styles 18:58:13 03/12/02 Tue **Smiles back** None taken, mate. **Her brow creases in thought for a moment** Well, I think we should offer to do something anyway. I have a feeling they'd appreciate it. We could do some scouting or something, I'm sure. There's always something that needs doing, no? **Moves towards the captains** (NT) -- Tarriana, 19:10:12 03/12/02 Tue Smiling, Jack follows the large wildcat. (NT) Jack Styles 13:39:46 03/13/02 Wed