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<blockquote data-quote="James Heard" data-source="post: 2281300" data-attributes="member: 7280">&quot;No need for that,&quot; Mavic says from the shadows, snapping his fingers for attention, &quot;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.&quot;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 &quot;doing chores while the brass rides&quot;.Mavic turns to the group assembled upon the docks once everything is settled, &quot;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?&quot;Eshanna breaks in unbidden, &quot;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.&quot; She makes the accusation as a pronouncement, her ruined face twisting into something between a challenge and a sneer.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="James Heard, post: 2281300, member: 7280"] "[COLOR=SandyBrown]No need for that[/COLOR]," Mavic says from the shadows, snapping his fingers for attention, "[COLOR=SandyBrown]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.[/COLOR]" [COLOR=SlateGray]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".[/COLOR] Mavic turns to the group assembled upon the docks once everything is settled, "[COLOR=SandyBrown]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?[/COLOR]" Eshanna breaks in unbidden, "[COLOR=Sienna]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.[/COLOR]" She makes the accusation as a pronouncement, her ruined face twisting into something between a challenge and a sneer. [/QUOTE]

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