[Battle For The Four Islands] Chapter One- Artic Misadventures

[GWolf]

[Rak'al ]

Rak'al you walk through the frozen coast, your feet hurting and maybe blistering. You awoke alone along the ridge of the easter mountain on the shore, your face head down in snow. The deadly weaponry and armor you found, along with the customized dog tags, seems to be yours. You've walked along the beach for nearly an hour, when you finally spot a small tent and four guys sitting around it.

 

[Jemal]

As he sees the fire, Rak'al will start running towards it, waving. "Hello!! Hello there!! Do you understand me?" He'll stop just outside of range of battle, waiting to see how they react.

 

[buzzard]

As he sees the fire, Rak'al will start running towards it, waving. "Hello!! Hello there!! Do you understand me?" He'll stop just outside of range of battle, waiting to see how they react.

Marcus speaks all the major languages of the isles, so odds are he'll understand.

"Why, certainly we understand you. Why are you getting all worked up my good man? Stop running, you know , that's not healthy in this damned cold weather. Just let the dogs sniff you, and put away that wood chopper." Marcus motions the newcommer towards a space by the fire.

"What are you doing up here? It's a damned miserable place to be. I didn't think I'd find a soul up here. Oh, yes, I'm Marcus Perblentious, by the way, Alchemist extroidinaire. "

buzzard

 

[Zhure]

Jofre

To Bokaru: "I'm sorry about your man's death. These wolves certainly seem desperate to attack a pack of armed men."

Jofre helps as much as possible carrying the gear from one campsite to the other.

"I agree we should check the tide line for more equipment. There's no telling how long we will be here."

Jofre will introduce himself to everyone. "I am Jofre." He bows briefly, wrapping the end of his turban around his neck. "This land is very cold."

 

[Jemal]

Rak'al looks at his axe sheepishly, tucking it away. "My apologies, good sir. I forgot.. I seem to be doing a lot of that lately." He surveys the scene and moves his frozen body closer to the fire, looking from face to face trying to see if he recognizes any of them.

"This may seem strange to ask, but... Do any of you know me? Do you know who I am?"

 

[Zhure]

Jofre

After taking a long look, Jofre will reply, "I've never seen you before, but I am new to these shores."

 

[buzzard]

"Well I've certainly never seen you before. Then again that would appear to be a commone sentiment in this company. " Marcus comments as he tightens hi blanket around himself. "Damn cold on this island isn't it?"

buzzard

 

[Jarval]

Bokaru studies Rak'al for a moment, then shakes his head. "I do not recognise you, I'm afraid. Perhaps your gear gives you some clue as to your life. Your weapons and armor would suggest a warrior, and they seem well made. Such things would take a great deal of gold to buy, so we can perhaps assume you are wealthy as well."

The Samurai warms his hands in front of the fire for a few moments before standing.

"I'm heading down to the shore. If any of my gear is still intact, it would be best to retrieve it." He walks a few paces, then turns back to his new companions. "Would any of you lend me a hand?"

 

[buzzard]

"I'm sorry, but I'm quite certain I'll catch my death of a cold if I move too far from this fire and my blankets." Says Marcus as he shivers. "Though my dogs and I can watch this camp if the rest of you wish to help him."

buzzard

 

[GoldenEagle]

"I would, but I am not yet finished cooking. Take my mule, Elma, and the sled. You should be able to get everything with one load." With that Elma is hitched up and readied to go for a short trip.

Phillip will keep a close eye out to watch the group going to the shoreline and for any newcomers...it seems much more crowded here than legends let on.

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