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<blockquote data-quote="Lylandra" data-source="post: 7329522" data-attributes="member: 6816692"><p><strong>Time for a holiday!</strong></p><p></p><p>Next, we take a stop at one of the Yerasol isles to spend a romantic evening in a lush bay. We are positively surprised to see that the island's beach is really a romantic's paradise and decide to enjoy the evening breeze apart from the rest of the other passengers. </p><p>“This 'vacation' thing is really relaxing. Can't believe I'd say that, but I didn't know what I was missing all this time.” muses Mr. Carlyle/Fernandez as he sips from his drink while enjoying the sight of the rising moon. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: #008000">(We had a small discussion about the necessity of “weekends” and “vacations” during the very first session where both Auryn and Mr. Carlyle agreed that no one would need either of these “modern inventions”. Seems like both are about to change their minds. </span></p><p><span style="color: #008000">Also, Carlyle is such a hopeless romantic, even if he tries to deny it on every occasion. Seems like he really enjoys playing Hector Fernandez who Mr. Carlyle's player described as being very much like a salt-and-pepper George Clooney) </span></p><p></p><p>On a second thought we realize that this “romantic evening for the guests” is also an opportunity to restock some supplies, particularly wood, for the ship. Before we return to the ship, we suddenly spot the metal tube again and this time we are sure that something is following and watching us on purpose. We suppose that it would be the Danorans, as the other active party interested in Yerasol are the Risuri and we'd have surely known about the existence or such a device or beast. We also think that they'd be pretty paranoid to shoot with such giant cannonballs at sparrows like passenger ships from Ber. </p><p></p><p>Some days later, we finally get the harbor of Beaumont in sight. We feel a sudden change in clime, as the air turns colder. Both of us also got shivers down our spines as we feel the magic around us dying off. Unfortunately, the pirates we had hoped to outpace days ago suddenly return in our sight and seem to catch up. Luckily, we spot them in time and the captain makes haste to signal Beaumont that we are being pursued. In response, the Danorans send us the Dracon de Mer to fight them off. Seems like the privateers have found themselves a new employer. The Dracon shoots a few cannonballs in the direction of the buccaneer ship and they finally heave to. Taro gets really enthusiastic over the sight of the “good guys” shooting at the “bad pirates” while Pabo mutters that she'd be better off sailing away with the captain of the Dracon.</p><p><span style="color: #008000">(Seems like we successfully managed to avoid all possible naval combat situations so far...)</span></p><p></p><p>At Beaumont harbor we are warmly greeted by a friendly lady who says she's sent to accompany the families Girento and Fernandez to their hotel. What's kind of irritating is the fact that she's wearing a black feather boa which makes all of us believe that this lady is actually a courtesan. Amira is finally brave enough to ask the nice lady about her “beautiful accessory” and she admits that she's happy she got that chance to buy one as they are the latest craze in Beaumont's high society. She's a bit upset that especially Berans seem to avoid her presence ever since and we clarify the “small” cultural difference between our two countries. The lady is a bit shocked first, but thanks us for this insight and we all share a good laugh. “So we'd better get some boa, right, Senorita Griento? Even if this might... excite our dear husbands” says Amira while winking at Ejeka Griento. </p><p></p><p>As our train is scheduled to depart in 10 days, we and the Grientos rent some cozy rooms in said hotel which turns out to be quite fancy and extravagant. We soon realize that life in Beaumont, at least for members of the upper class, is full of excess, especially in terms of alcohol. Life seems like a never ending party for the rich and famous and we try to play along. Carlyle is the first one to suffer a major culture shock when he attends the praised burlesque show while already being tipsy from the welcome champagne. Auryn/Amira is only a bit estranged as she's not used to this kind of dance, but she can at least appreciate the art.</p><p><span style="color: #008000">(Carlyle explained a bit later that he had to drink even more to control himself. He's not really used to such... stimuli and Beaumont was full of them.) </span></p><p></p><p>The next morning, it is Auryn who's being surprised by the sudden temperature drop and the corresponding snowfall. Being a child of Elfaivar, she's never seen snow or frost before and so she gazes with wonder at the white city. She soon realizes however, that where there is snow, there is also really cold weather as well. As she didn't really think of bringing warm clothes with her, she decides to go on a spontaneous shopping tour with her dear husband. </p><p></p><p>As the pair is entering for a fur shop, they suddenly find out that this shop belongs to a certain Mr. Fordren which leads to one long, awkward moment when Hector/Carlyle teases Amira/Auryn with the prospect of feeling a certain someone's warm embrace whenever she's wearing her new fur coat. First, she's a bit dismayed as she thought they'd agreed on “no Fordren jokes”. Then she thinks about stomping on his foot with her hard heels for revenge. Finally, she grins at him gleefully and whispers “Wearing the skin of your enemy... and I always thought you were the civilized one.” before accepting the “generous gift of her dear Hector”. </p><p><span style="color: #008000">(Sorry Delft, this trip is going to really hurt our expenses)</span></p><p></p><p>One evening, we dine in an underwater/reverse aquarium restaurant in Beaumont harbor which was recommended by our receptionist. We are pretty impressed by this architectural masterpiece and Hector immediately begins spinning tales of an underwater railway and the wonders one could see on such a trip. We also spot Rock Rackus who's having lobster and trying to tell his moon tales to the local Danorans. Seems like our star just escaped from his tour manager.</p><p></p><p>We also visit some local clubs, but find the atmosphere rather strange and too eccentric, even for someone who's used to Docker art. “I really hoped we could find ourselves a nice place to dance the night away, but I don't know what to do with this... erratic arrangement of notes and rhythm” Auryn mumbles with a long sigh. </p><p><span style="color: #008000">(From Tiz' descriptions we thought that the hip populace of Beaumont was kind of into dubstep while Carlyle and Auryn both settled for something like Jazz and Soul as the most “modern” kind of music they'd appreciate. So... definitely just erratic noises in these clubs)</span></p><p></p><p>In our room we also find lots of technical gadgets, like an automated razor (Carlyle wouldn't let this device come too close to him though) and a scrubbing brush machine that works just fine. </p><p></p><p>Every now and then we meet the Grientos and Damata opens up a bit more over time. He seems to have a tense relationship with a certain Michael Carlyle who turns out to be no one else but “our” young Mr. Carlyle from Flint. We don't get too much information about the background of their relationship, but guess that it has to be related to business dealings and bad investment.</p><p></p><p>Regarding Carlyle, we find that there are quite a lot of people with the name Carlyle living in Beaumont and guess that they could be loosely related to Mr. Carlyle's brother Stillin who moved to Danor with his family some years after the Malice. One of these Carlyles turns out to be a locally known author of so called “railway novels” - tales of people who travel the Avery Coast railway. He's most famous for his readings that are accompanied by slide shows and we decide to visit one of his events. We are amazed by this artful combination of pictures and story, yet Hector utters the fear that this technique may just usher in the end of the classic – pictureless – novel. Amira tries to comfort her husband's fears and says that no picture, real or not, could ever trump the colorful world of one's own imagination. </p><p></p><p>After leaving the reading, we see that the carriage that should return us to our hotel has not arrived and so we muse that we might have been forgotten. No problem, we think, and quickly begin to search for an alternative cab. We find ourselves soon in a not-so fancy district where a shady man tries to sell nude photographs to Hector Fernandez. “You can't be serious!” he replies as if he had just been insulted “Do you honestly think you could show me anyone more exciting than my lovely wife?”. The man just shrugs in response, glances over at Amira, raises his eyebrows and then mumbles “Mh, maybe you're right...”</p><p></p><p>We continue walking through the streets where some goons try to guide us towards some shady alleyways. As we are not stupid (even if we are obviously tourists!), we rather continue on our own path. After a while, the carriage which should have picked us up after the reading catches up with us and the driver sincerely apologizes for his unexpected delay. As soon as we get into the carriage, the goons who tried to lure us earlier suddenly reappear and try to ambush us. Our driver panics and runs off in fear, leaving Amira and Hector Fernandez alone in the carriage. Fortunately, the vehicle is well armored and we are able to keep the windows shut. Amira and some of the bandits exchange rude gestures while Hector prepares his very own version of beran pepper spray. Our driver finally halts and tries to shoot at the bandits, wounding one in the process. Then Hector opens his window a tiny bit and releases his stunning bomb. This causes enough distraction to let our driver return to the carriage, call for the police and drive us to safety. </p><p></p><p>Back in our hotel, both the receptionist and the driver beg for forgiveness for not being able to prevent the attempted robbery. </p><p>“Are you kidding me? This was just so exciting!” Hector responds and immediately begins making notes for his novel. Beran tourists are surely crazy.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lylandra, post: 7329522, member: 6816692"] [b]Time for a holiday![/b] Next, we take a stop at one of the Yerasol isles to spend a romantic evening in a lush bay. We are positively surprised to see that the island's beach is really a romantic's paradise and decide to enjoy the evening breeze apart from the rest of the other passengers. “This 'vacation' thing is really relaxing. Can't believe I'd say that, but I didn't know what I was missing all this time.” muses Mr. Carlyle/Fernandez as he sips from his drink while enjoying the sight of the rising moon. [COLOR="#008000"](We had a small discussion about the necessity of “weekends” and “vacations” during the very first session where both Auryn and Mr. Carlyle agreed that no one would need either of these “modern inventions”. Seems like both are about to change their minds. Also, Carlyle is such a hopeless romantic, even if he tries to deny it on every occasion. Seems like he really enjoys playing Hector Fernandez who Mr. Carlyle's player described as being very much like a salt-and-pepper George Clooney) [/COLOR] On a second thought we realize that this “romantic evening for the guests” is also an opportunity to restock some supplies, particularly wood, for the ship. Before we return to the ship, we suddenly spot the metal tube again and this time we are sure that something is following and watching us on purpose. We suppose that it would be the Danorans, as the other active party interested in Yerasol are the Risuri and we'd have surely known about the existence or such a device or beast. We also think that they'd be pretty paranoid to shoot with such giant cannonballs at sparrows like passenger ships from Ber. Some days later, we finally get the harbor of Beaumont in sight. We feel a sudden change in clime, as the air turns colder. Both of us also got shivers down our spines as we feel the magic around us dying off. Unfortunately, the pirates we had hoped to outpace days ago suddenly return in our sight and seem to catch up. Luckily, we spot them in time and the captain makes haste to signal Beaumont that we are being pursued. In response, the Danorans send us the Dracon de Mer to fight them off. Seems like the privateers have found themselves a new employer. The Dracon shoots a few cannonballs in the direction of the buccaneer ship and they finally heave to. Taro gets really enthusiastic over the sight of the “good guys” shooting at the “bad pirates” while Pabo mutters that she'd be better off sailing away with the captain of the Dracon. [COLOR="#008000"](Seems like we successfully managed to avoid all possible naval combat situations so far...)[/COLOR] At Beaumont harbor we are warmly greeted by a friendly lady who says she's sent to accompany the families Girento and Fernandez to their hotel. What's kind of irritating is the fact that she's wearing a black feather boa which makes all of us believe that this lady is actually a courtesan. Amira is finally brave enough to ask the nice lady about her “beautiful accessory” and she admits that she's happy she got that chance to buy one as they are the latest craze in Beaumont's high society. She's a bit upset that especially Berans seem to avoid her presence ever since and we clarify the “small” cultural difference between our two countries. The lady is a bit shocked first, but thanks us for this insight and we all share a good laugh. “So we'd better get some boa, right, Senorita Griento? Even if this might... excite our dear husbands” says Amira while winking at Ejeka Griento. As our train is scheduled to depart in 10 days, we and the Grientos rent some cozy rooms in said hotel which turns out to be quite fancy and extravagant. We soon realize that life in Beaumont, at least for members of the upper class, is full of excess, especially in terms of alcohol. Life seems like a never ending party for the rich and famous and we try to play along. Carlyle is the first one to suffer a major culture shock when he attends the praised burlesque show while already being tipsy from the welcome champagne. Auryn/Amira is only a bit estranged as she's not used to this kind of dance, but she can at least appreciate the art. [COLOR="#008000"](Carlyle explained a bit later that he had to drink even more to control himself. He's not really used to such... stimuli and Beaumont was full of them.) [/COLOR] The next morning, it is Auryn who's being surprised by the sudden temperature drop and the corresponding snowfall. Being a child of Elfaivar, she's never seen snow or frost before and so she gazes with wonder at the white city. She soon realizes however, that where there is snow, there is also really cold weather as well. As she didn't really think of bringing warm clothes with her, she decides to go on a spontaneous shopping tour with her dear husband. As the pair is entering for a fur shop, they suddenly find out that this shop belongs to a certain Mr. Fordren which leads to one long, awkward moment when Hector/Carlyle teases Amira/Auryn with the prospect of feeling a certain someone's warm embrace whenever she's wearing her new fur coat. First, she's a bit dismayed as she thought they'd agreed on “no Fordren jokes”. Then she thinks about stomping on his foot with her hard heels for revenge. Finally, she grins at him gleefully and whispers “Wearing the skin of your enemy... and I always thought you were the civilized one.” before accepting the “generous gift of her dear Hector”. [COLOR="#008000"](Sorry Delft, this trip is going to really hurt our expenses)[/COLOR] One evening, we dine in an underwater/reverse aquarium restaurant in Beaumont harbor which was recommended by our receptionist. We are pretty impressed by this architectural masterpiece and Hector immediately begins spinning tales of an underwater railway and the wonders one could see on such a trip. We also spot Rock Rackus who's having lobster and trying to tell his moon tales to the local Danorans. Seems like our star just escaped from his tour manager. We also visit some local clubs, but find the atmosphere rather strange and too eccentric, even for someone who's used to Docker art. “I really hoped we could find ourselves a nice place to dance the night away, but I don't know what to do with this... erratic arrangement of notes and rhythm” Auryn mumbles with a long sigh. [COLOR="#008000"](From Tiz' descriptions we thought that the hip populace of Beaumont was kind of into dubstep while Carlyle and Auryn both settled for something like Jazz and Soul as the most “modern” kind of music they'd appreciate. So... definitely just erratic noises in these clubs)[/COLOR] In our room we also find lots of technical gadgets, like an automated razor (Carlyle wouldn't let this device come too close to him though) and a scrubbing brush machine that works just fine. Every now and then we meet the Grientos and Damata opens up a bit more over time. He seems to have a tense relationship with a certain Michael Carlyle who turns out to be no one else but “our” young Mr. Carlyle from Flint. We don't get too much information about the background of their relationship, but guess that it has to be related to business dealings and bad investment. Regarding Carlyle, we find that there are quite a lot of people with the name Carlyle living in Beaumont and guess that they could be loosely related to Mr. Carlyle's brother Stillin who moved to Danor with his family some years after the Malice. One of these Carlyles turns out to be a locally known author of so called “railway novels” - tales of people who travel the Avery Coast railway. He's most famous for his readings that are accompanied by slide shows and we decide to visit one of his events. We are amazed by this artful combination of pictures and story, yet Hector utters the fear that this technique may just usher in the end of the classic – pictureless – novel. Amira tries to comfort her husband's fears and says that no picture, real or not, could ever trump the colorful world of one's own imagination. After leaving the reading, we see that the carriage that should return us to our hotel has not arrived and so we muse that we might have been forgotten. No problem, we think, and quickly begin to search for an alternative cab. We find ourselves soon in a not-so fancy district where a shady man tries to sell nude photographs to Hector Fernandez. “You can't be serious!” he replies as if he had just been insulted “Do you honestly think you could show me anyone more exciting than my lovely wife?”. The man just shrugs in response, glances over at Amira, raises his eyebrows and then mumbles “Mh, maybe you're right...” We continue walking through the streets where some goons try to guide us towards some shady alleyways. As we are not stupid (even if we are obviously tourists!), we rather continue on our own path. After a while, the carriage which should have picked us up after the reading catches up with us and the driver sincerely apologizes for his unexpected delay. As soon as we get into the carriage, the goons who tried to lure us earlier suddenly reappear and try to ambush us. Our driver panics and runs off in fear, leaving Amira and Hector Fernandez alone in the carriage. Fortunately, the vehicle is well armored and we are able to keep the windows shut. Amira and some of the bandits exchange rude gestures while Hector prepares his very own version of beran pepper spray. Our driver finally halts and tries to shoot at the bandits, wounding one in the process. Then Hector opens his window a tiny bit and releases his stunning bomb. This causes enough distraction to let our driver return to the carriage, call for the police and drive us to safety. Back in our hotel, both the receptionist and the driver beg for forgiveness for not being able to prevent the attempted robbery. “Are you kidding me? This was just so exciting!” Hector responds and immediately begins making notes for his novel. Beran tourists are surely crazy. [/QUOTE]
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