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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 1870860" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Temptations of the Flesh - Part 1a: Meeting the Guests</strong></p><p></p><p>The trip through the region of Ulfila was both long and arduous. The region's harsh and unforgiving terrain, filled with treacherous paths and rockslides, kept everyone on their toes. The caravan had just finished the one-day journey northeastwards, stopping at Nevanne. </p><p></p><p>"We'll branch off from the caravan southwards to Val'Tensen estates," said Quintus, staring south at the majestic mountains that slowly trickled into hills all around them. </p><p></p><p>"Great. Anything to get out of these mountains," said Kham. He looked at Beldin. "I don't know how you people manage to survive. That place," he gestured with a thumb over his shoulder in the direction of Solanos Mor, "is a deathtrap."</p><p></p><p>Beldin was also peering out at the hills, his bushy brows furrowed. "I prefer four walls around me to open space. You know where your enemies and allies are in the womb of the Corlathians. Out there…" he nodded in the southeasterly direction, "there is nowhere to hide."</p><p></p><p>After dismounting and gathering enough belongings for a night's stay, they began a search for a suitable inn. Quintus led the way, with Vlad and Ilmarė behind. Beldin and Sebastian stuck together by followed them at a discrete distance. Kham sighed and strolled behind them. </p><p></p><p>Quintus stood with hands on hips, staring up at the weathered exterior of an unnamed building. "This place looks as good as any," he said, not entirely convinced.</p><p></p><p>"It doesn't look any worse than the others," said Ilmarė. </p><p></p><p>Kham shoved past them through the entryway. "You know," he said out of the corner of his mouth, "just because we all travel together doesn't mean we have to stay at the same inn."</p><p></p><p>As he entered, Kham nodded towards a patron who imperceptible nodded back. </p><p></p><p>"Been here before?" said Ilmarė, the only one who noticed the gesture.</p><p></p><p>Kham froze. He looked sideways at Ilmarė but said nothing. Then he shoved his hands in the pockets of his greatcoat, shrugging his shoulders as he walked in the opposite direction of the nodding patron.</p><p></p><p>A longspear blocked his way. "Kham," said Quintus. "Stay out of trouble."</p><p></p><p>"I can take care of myself," Kham replied. "But you should probably watch out for the rest of your little entourage."</p><p></p><p>Quintus arched an eyebrow. Kham nodded over the signifer's shoulder. </p><p></p><p>He turned around, only to discover several Milandisian men talking excitedly to Vlad. When Quintus turned back to respond to Kham, he was gone.</p><p></p><p>After Vlad finished speaking with the men, they filed out of the inn. He sat down in a huff and ordered a drink from the barmaid.</p><p></p><p>Quintus sat across from Vlad and waited.</p><p></p><p>"My Canton has been called up to investigate a disturbance in Ashvan."</p><p></p><p>"Ashvan?" said Sebastian, joining them. "That's on the border between Milandir and Canceri.</p><p></p><p>Vlad's expression was grim. "The Duke has hand picked a crew from my Canton to go, me included."</p><p></p><p>"Why not send the entire Canton?" asked Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>"A large scale military action would provoke Canceri," said Sebastian. "With the invasion of the Nierites, too many troops could be misinterpreted as a precursor to an invasion."</p><p></p><p>"Word of your deeds has spread," said Quintus. "It is a heavy burden to bear. You should go help your people."</p><p></p><p>Vlad sighed, taking a long swig of his drink. "The Hunt sounds more exciting. But you're right, I have to go." He flashed a wan smile. "Kill…what are you going to hunt, anyway?"</p><p></p><p>The blank stares confirmed his suspicion. "Well, whatever it is, kill it for me. I must leave immediately. Take care of yourselves." Vlad clasped Quintus' forearm in farewell and waved to the others before he left the inn.</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė looked after his departure wistfully. </p><p></p><p>Quintus nudged her with his elbow. "I get the feeling you'd rather go with him."</p><p></p><p>The Elorii looked sideways at her human companion. "I would take a plague over Coryani politics any day."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 1870860, member: 3285"] [b]Temptations of the Flesh - Part 1a: Meeting the Guests[/b] The trip through the region of Ulfila was both long and arduous. The region's harsh and unforgiving terrain, filled with treacherous paths and rockslides, kept everyone on their toes. The caravan had just finished the one-day journey northeastwards, stopping at Nevanne. "We'll branch off from the caravan southwards to Val'Tensen estates," said Quintus, staring south at the majestic mountains that slowly trickled into hills all around them. "Great. Anything to get out of these mountains," said Kham. He looked at Beldin. "I don't know how you people manage to survive. That place," he gestured with a thumb over his shoulder in the direction of Solanos Mor, "is a deathtrap." Beldin was also peering out at the hills, his bushy brows furrowed. "I prefer four walls around me to open space. You know where your enemies and allies are in the womb of the Corlathians. Out there…" he nodded in the southeasterly direction, "there is nowhere to hide." After dismounting and gathering enough belongings for a night's stay, they began a search for a suitable inn. Quintus led the way, with Vlad and Ilmarė behind. Beldin and Sebastian stuck together by followed them at a discrete distance. Kham sighed and strolled behind them. Quintus stood with hands on hips, staring up at the weathered exterior of an unnamed building. "This place looks as good as any," he said, not entirely convinced. "It doesn't look any worse than the others," said Ilmarė. Kham shoved past them through the entryway. "You know," he said out of the corner of his mouth, "just because we all travel together doesn't mean we have to stay at the same inn." As he entered, Kham nodded towards a patron who imperceptible nodded back. "Been here before?" said Ilmarė, the only one who noticed the gesture. Kham froze. He looked sideways at Ilmarė but said nothing. Then he shoved his hands in the pockets of his greatcoat, shrugging his shoulders as he walked in the opposite direction of the nodding patron. A longspear blocked his way. "Kham," said Quintus. "Stay out of trouble." "I can take care of myself," Kham replied. "But you should probably watch out for the rest of your little entourage." Quintus arched an eyebrow. Kham nodded over the signifer's shoulder. He turned around, only to discover several Milandisian men talking excitedly to Vlad. When Quintus turned back to respond to Kham, he was gone. After Vlad finished speaking with the men, they filed out of the inn. He sat down in a huff and ordered a drink from the barmaid. Quintus sat across from Vlad and waited. "My Canton has been called up to investigate a disturbance in Ashvan." "Ashvan?" said Sebastian, joining them. "That's on the border between Milandir and Canceri. Vlad's expression was grim. "The Duke has hand picked a crew from my Canton to go, me included." "Why not send the entire Canton?" asked Ilmarė. "A large scale military action would provoke Canceri," said Sebastian. "With the invasion of the Nierites, too many troops could be misinterpreted as a precursor to an invasion." "Word of your deeds has spread," said Quintus. "It is a heavy burden to bear. You should go help your people." Vlad sighed, taking a long swig of his drink. "The Hunt sounds more exciting. But you're right, I have to go." He flashed a wan smile. "Kill…what are you going to hunt, anyway?" The blank stares confirmed his suspicion. "Well, whatever it is, kill it for me. I must leave immediately. Take care of yourselves." Vlad clasped Quintus' forearm in farewell and waved to the others before he left the inn. Ilmarė looked after his departure wistfully. Quintus nudged her with his elbow. "I get the feeling you'd rather go with him." The Elorii looked sideways at her human companion. "I would take a plague over Coryani politics any day." [/QUOTE]
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