The Reconquista: Part I (Shadows over Istivin)

George addresses his comrades someone what in a jovial/sarcastic/pompus style.

"Ladies and gentlemen, friends and bootblacks do we act like baggage and ride into the big city on wagons or do we bypass the cargo and travel faster by immediately hoofing it there?" Looks & winks at Anastasia. "So by foot or wagon train?"
 

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Morley Human Ranger

"I for one prefer to avoid the baggage train, but if the rest of you have gotten soft and prefer to be carted so be it."

OOC: Were we able to bring our horses on the boat?
 

Latalya

“Considering Anastasia's apprehensions, I would rather prefer a quick method of travel. Horseback for me. Besides, it might make a better impression that way. However, I have no horse of my own, as you know, and it takes a short while to prepare the spell to conjure one. Hopefully, we will be able to borrow us some fine horses here.”
 


Morley Human Ranger

"Latalya, I have my old nag aboard, but perhaps we can find one for you as well. If need be we can ride double no further than we are going."
 

Scotley said:
"Latalya, I have my old nag aboard, but perhaps we can find one for you as well. If need be we can ride double no further than we are going."

"No need for that," Mavic says from the shadows, snapping his fingers for attention, "Younger, if you would please allow M'lady Latalya your mount and help this goodman tend to his cargo? We shall meet soonest afterwards, certain."

OOC: 1st level rangers, what do they need besides their horses, shortbows, studded leather, and lances to be light cavalry? I think by sometime next week I should have all of the Reddogs named, even if I don't particularly care to stat them out.

Anyways, Mavic will persuade his followers to lend mounts to anyone who wants one for the trip up. I'm sure they've lent mounts aplenty during the wars to people more needy and less pleasant, and they're all used to "doing chores while the brass rides".


Mavic turns to the group assembled upon the docks once everything is settled, "What brings ye to Istivin? Meet ye at the court for some business of import? I'm not well familiar with the Marchioness, but perhaps I might still know a face or two that remembers the name of Larigne in their prayers?"

Eshanna breaks in unbidden, "And surely goodmen and ladies, there is safety to be found in numbers even so. For warriors true must wager carefully m'thinks in Istivin still, m'lord and I fear that clouds still gather though the shadows from the Crystalmists seem to pale." She makes the accusation as a pronouncement, her ruined face twisting into something between a challenge and a sneer.
 

Ranger Rick said:
"Ladies and gentlemen, friends and bootblacks do we act like baggage and ride into the big city on wagons or do we bypass the cargo and travel faster by immediately hoofing it there?" Looks & winks at Anastasia. "So by foot or wagon train?"

Anastasia snorts at George, "If only you had a little 'Faith' like I do", She states, as her Warhorse arrives out of nowhere, "You'd be much happier." She smirks at him, totally without offering him a ride, and turns to see how her companions are making out. "Last one to Istivin is a rotten egg!" She turns back to George, who is still without horse, "Or, named George."

"Hyah!"
 

Seeten said:
Anastasia snorts at George, "If only you had a little 'Faith' like I do", She states, as her Warhorse arrives out of nowhere, "You'd be much happier." She smirks at him, totally without offering him a ride, and turns to see how her companions are making out. "Last one to Istivin is a rotten egg!" She turns back to George, who is still without horse, "Or, named George."

"Hyah!"


"HA HA HA, Anastasia I will take that bet if I am the one to decide where the finish line actually is. Mavric, if you please, I need a mount.....and a quick lesson on which way I face when I ride this beast. ha ha ha...."
George says with a grin, "if you point to his ass I will smite you like a red headed step child."
 

Morley Human Ranger

Morley grabs the reins of his own horse and swings smoothly into the saddle. Laughing with delight he shouts, "See you rotten eggs in Istavin" with that he takes off at a gallop. "C'mon Beau, run boy."
 

Latalya

“Thank you, Mavic. And you too, Younger. Now we should hurry, we have some friends to catch.”

After Younger gave her the reins, Latalya mounted up, her cloak billowing in the wind.

She then follows the others, the light horse easily catching up with Anastasia's heavy barded warhorse.

“Faithful to the last, but not exactly fast. That's what Reivik would have said. You really should have left the barding where... well, whereever Faith comes from,” the elf says to her, smiling broadly, while riding at her side.
 

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