In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)
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				Title: <strong>In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 16:36:42</strong>
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				The year was 2017 when an event that would shatter Man's fragile understanding of the intricacies of the workings of the universe would occur. The invasion first began on an average afternoon like any other. Enormous gates to another world suddenly appeared, and opened up in several cities such as Paris, San Francisco, Mexico City and just outside of Wales. The people were taken by surprise, many not knowing what just happened. As the massive gates swung open, <em>They</em> appeared. A horde of orcs flooded outward from the gate. Fat, pig nosed monstrosities that were accompanied by large spider like creatures. These hordes led by the Dark Elves. Dark skinned, and red eyed commanders who showed no mercy, or remorse. The chaos was horrible and many thousands were killed in the opening hours of the invasion. The Police, and military was slow to respond, believing this to be nothing more than a hoax. However, the truth would be revealed by New Helicopter footage showing the slaying, and brutal raping that was transpiring below. <br><br>(http://images.stopgame.ru/wallpapers/8952/legendary_the_box-10.jpg)<br><br>However, the Impunity of this invasion could only go unanswered for so long. By Sun down of the second day, The military mobilized its counter offensive. In that moment, the Orcs, and their Dark Elven masters quickly discovered how outmatched they were against the vastly superior advanced Technology of the militarys of Earth. We learned the enemy had absolutely no means of fighting in the dark. So a plan was made, Multiple assaults on every beach head into our world at night. Power was shut down to every single city under enemy control and then the fighting began, heavy block by block clearing int he dark killing the blind orcs and armored vehicles slaughtering their spiders. While Special Forces, snipers and teams ordered specifically to, either killed or captured the Elves commanding the orcs since it was determined to be their command structure. The fighting was brutal and bloody but our advanced technology and tactics cut right through the invaders with ease. <br>&nbsp;<br>The Survivors fled back through the gates, but they were pursued as the Forces of Man flooded into this new World. Yet, while the Invaders may have tried to expand outwardly, The UN Forces ceased immediately upon the other side. Their they started to build. Build forward bases in which to launch recon, and intelligence gathering forces. The Building was hampered by contiuous attacks until a major Offensive by the strange denizens of this world was thoroughly massacred by the Military forces of the United Nations. After that, it was all quiet, and peaceful. <br><br>(One Month Later)<br><br>A group of Vehicles are approximately 100 miles south west of UN Base: Charlie. It was one of the many Recon groups that were sent out to explore, gather intelligence, and establish peaceful relationships with locals. The objective was not to invade, but bring those that ordered the invasion of earth, and responsible for all the killing, and raping to be brought to justice. The group was made up of Two Humvees, and a STRYKER Light Armor Vehicle. <br><br>In the lead Humvee, a man was dozing off as the Humvee bounced down the dirt road. In his lap was the most recent map taken from Remote controlled Drone Aircraft. After a particularly bad bump, the man's head was thrown back as his rich hazel eyes popped open. "(Groan) Gah, I would give my left nut for some pavement" He groaned as he stretched, and checked his chronometer (Watch). He had been sleeping for only about Thirty minutes. Lt. Sebastian R. Black was an American chosen to lead the 13th Recon team. Some say that was a very unlucky number, but he liked the number 13. He ran a hand through his rather unruly mop of reddish-brown hair, and pulled it down to rub over his stubble covered chin. His eyes looked over the endless grassy fields that the three vehicle group was completely surrounded by, save from one strip of dirt that served as their road. "We should be coming up on the town any moment now. Look alive, and stay frosty." He called over the tac-net to the other three Vehicles. <br><br>Lt. Sebastian Black<br>(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2010/database/100531/ryan-gosling-300.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 17:26:12</strong>
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				In the back of the Humvee sat Private. Jessie (Jess) Mitchells, another American on the recon team. The short woman sat in the back sat cross legged, looking impatient after the long drive out of the base. The modified fuel tanks for the Recon vehicles allowed them to go much farther away from the base and the extra fuel tanks with the STRYKER also extended their range.<br><br>Another bump shook her and she had to take off her helmet to fix her dark red hair which almost looked black compared to other redheads. While she fixed her hair she looked outside at the vast stretches of undamaged beauty. The rolling green hills with healthy trees. Wide blue skies without a single airplane and air fresher than anything she had ever smelled in her life.<br><br>It was nothing at all like she had expected. Jess had enlisted in the coalition, not even bothering to finish college, right when they had allowed for civies to join up and help fight the monstrous invaders. She had expected to see some hell universe with evil rape trees and blood raining form the skies, not an untouched landscape of beauty with random Orc attacks here and there.<br><br><em>'But we still have a lot left to find.' </em> She thought and felt sad that such a beautiful world should contain creatures so evil.<br><br>"Hey! Lt.!" Jess shouted towards Lieutenant Black while she slipped her helmet back on and secured it. "Did they tell us what the locals looked like? Humanoid or some weird mix?" She asked. Since they had entered into this new world there had been all types of strange fantasy and mythological creatures but so far they had yet to actually encounter anything remotely close to their own species.<br><br>The closest to them had been the Elves of one village and that was it so far leading to odd speculation and many theories by scientists back home.<br><br>(http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2014/147/5/a/ellie_rose__helmet_off__by_i_am_thomas-d7gs348.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 19:13:12</strong>
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				Sebastian turned, and looked over his shoulder when he heard Pvt. Mitchells calling out for him. Mitchells was a good egg. One of the ones that came after the assault, and enlisted. She was as good a soldier as he could ask for. "No intel on the locals, the scout drone's camera's couldn't pierce the Forest canopy. Though they got pictures of a bunch of huts, and dwellings so someone has to live there. Though from what I seen, They're not like the Elf towns. They look more...Aboriginal. Not like the established towns we've come across before that all look like they would be right at home at "Fantasy Land" at Disney land." Sebastian called back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 23:52:10</strong>
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				Jess nodded and almost wished they would run into something out of a Disney movie as her inner child went crazy bouncing all round her stomach at the idea of meeting fairies and mermaids, right before her mind told her the consequences of some who did meet them. Such as sailors who were drowned by mermaids in the old stories and children who went missing in the forests when they followed fairies.<br><br><em>'Be smart. The most dangerous creatures are the ones that want you to trust them.' </em> She thought before pulling out a letter from her family. She had reread it hundreds of times already but it helped to remind her what she was fighting for. <br><br>As the vehicles continued to move up they could see a large amount of spider webbing on the trees of the forest where the village had been sighted. The drone had either missed them due to the angle of its flight or the webbing was a recent addition.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 19:37:01</strong>
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				The Convoy slowed as they approached the forested area that was in the Drone's photos. Sebastian leaned out the window, and peered at the forest, and the webbing that was hanging from the trees. He had to hold back a shiver of disgust. Sebastian didn't like spiders, not at all, and the thought of giant spiders made his head woozy. He shook his head, and chased the image of the giant spiders from his mind. "Mitchell, radio back to base, and tell them we found more of that webbing for them to collect. Driver, move forward." Black stated as he brought his M4A4 Carbine Up just in case there are spiders hanging around. The Eggheads back in research are always begging to get their hands on strange stuff, and the Giant spider's webbing was one of the items near the top of the list.<br><br>The village they saw was towards the center of the forest, but it didn't look like it was used in some time. Black had the convoy stopped in the center of the village. "Alright, Spread out, and take a gander. Don't wander too far off, and a check in at regular intervals." He ordered as he stepped from the lead Humvee. From the back of the Stryker the ramp lowered as the rest of the squad funneled out. Black approached a hut, and looked at the markings on the outside. They certainly weren't elvish. It was too blunt, and sharp. "I wonder what lived here." He mused to himself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>10-07-2014, 20:11:46</strong>
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				Jess joined the others walking out of the vehicles and around the village. She kept her M16 at the ready, finger close by the trigger as she looked up into the trees, half expecting spiders to drop out and carry everyone off but it was all quiet. <br><br>All around them it was the opposite of quiet, birds chirped and other small animals ran around, it gave some of the soldiers a sense of safety since it at least meant there was nothing there that frightened the animals. <br><br>Jess continued to walk through the village, making sure she was within sight of the others and could see them. She walked around a large fire pit that had some smashed and broken pottery around it as well as old food, the maggots were not complaining though. <br><br>She halted when she spotted what looked like some kind of ornament made of wood and animal bone, it was covered in the arrows the orcs liked to use, large, black with a curved arrowhead that made it painful and difficult to remove once I was inside of a person's body.<br><br><em>'I wonder if its a race we haven't encountered yet.</em>' She mused and continued looking, moving towards the huts nearby.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 05:03:12</strong>
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				The Group investigated the remains of the community thoroughly. The Linguist taking his time to snap pictures , and make copies of the writing while at the same time comparing his notes. On the outer edge of the group several of the soldiers were standing guard, and making sure there was no nasty surprises waiting in the shadows. <br><br>Sebastian wandered the Camp with no real destination. he was looking at the remains, and examining them. "Hmmm." He thought to himself as there was definite signs of an attack, but the question remained whether or not the Attack was the cause of the abandoning of the Village, or simply the vandalism by a wandering band of Orcs. <br><br>As he stood there, Sebastian saw Jess wandering around too. He was curious of her opinion. A good leader always valued the input of his, or Her Subordinates. He approached, and slung his Carbine. "Yo, Mitchell. What are you making of all this?" he asked as he motioned around the Campsite. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 05:07:26</strong>
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				Jess looked up at her Lieutenant before shaking her head and shrugging.<br><br>"Lots of Orc arrows here but I haven't seen any bodies, just a lot of damage to the area..taking slaves perhaps?" She said, taking a look burnt and chopped up huts, smashed furniture and pottery.<br><br>"Maybe they just didn't like the locals and wanted to scare them?" She said, pointing to the totem that was covered in more arrows than was necessary. "Send a message to anyone else?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 17:57:41</strong>
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				Sebastian was quite as Jess gave him her opinion, and nodded. She brought up some good point. "Yeah, There is a lot of evidence of an Orc attack. Corporal Buntner found an Orc Sword embedded in the wall of a hut over yonder. However, I'm not sure of a Slave Raid. If it was a slave Raid, where are the bodies? Orcs would have killed the Elderly, and Lame as they can't make for good slaves." Sebastian observed as he looked at the Totem that they were standing close by. "I'm more inclined to put money on your second hypothesis, and that they were trying to scare them off. Though the Desecrated Totem could be nothing more than the work of Iconoclasts, um...people, in this case Orcs, that attck/destroy Religious Artifacts, or beliefs." He stated. There were many questions left unanswered, but that was not their mission. <br><br>"Lt. Our investigation is done." The Sargent stated as he came up. "Very good. Mount up, we'll continue on, and see what is out there." Sebastian ordered. While making his way to the humvee, He made every effort to stay very clear of the Webs. "Ick, I hate spiders." he hissed to himself before climbing into the Lead humvee. Once everyone was loaded up. He gave the order to move out as the column slipped from the forest to leave the abandoned village behind.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 19:37:23</strong>
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				Jess moved with the others back to the vehicles, but stopped quickly when she felt a faint crunch under her boot. She lifted her foot to see a small rag doll underneath. without thinking much she reached down and picked up the doll, she set it into one of her many pockets and continued back with the others, hopping into the lead Humvee with the linguist as he pulled his books and samples in with him.<br><br><br>The vehicles all pulled out and the destroyed village slowly shrank in the distance, continuing this time along side a dirt road that lead to a valley with two rivers joining together. They still had a ways to go but the path was clear of any obstructions. <br><br>"So where are we headed next, Lt." Jess asked and spent a moment rubbing her hand on the doll she had found.
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				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 21:12:02</strong>
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				Corporal Russell Davis (http://oyster.ignimgs.com/wordpress/stg.ign.com/2013/07/Charlie-St.-Cloud-Zac-Efron2-610x405.jpg) slipped his digital camera back into his pocket and headed back towards the Humvee. He wasn't used to taking pictures of a battleground or make post-combat evaluations - his MOS within the United States Marine Corps was Designated Automatic Rifleman, a stock-standard machine-gunner, rather than an intel spook. But the Recon Groups heading out into Indian country in Otherworld, Gateland, Mundus Magicus or whatever unofficial nickname was used by whoever you were speaking to were small enough that every member needed to be able to fight like a rabid wolverine if the team ran into trouble. There was no room for civilian scientists or military personnel whose only experience in ground combat was the occasional bar brawl. And so Russell Davis had ended up as the 13th Recon Group's semi-official linguist and interpreter. Growing up as a Marine brat following his parents from deployment to deployment across the world had broadened his linguistic horizons considerably, picking up new languages with amazing speed. By the time he'd walked into Parris Island as a new recruit three days after his eighteenth birthday he'd spoken English, Spanish and German like a native of each of those countries, and his Japanese had only a moderate accent. And when his unit had fought the initial incursion into San Francisco and managed to secure some prisoners his CO had made sure that Russell was one of the Marines posted to guard them. The orders for him to keep his ears open and a smartphone set to 'Record' close at hand had officially been a quiet request, but when a full-bird Colonel makes an 'informal request' of a lowly Corporal the Corporal takes said request very seriously if he values the chance to continue serving the country he believes in. Those records and Russell's notes about the snatches of conversations between the outworld prisoners he had overhead had formed the foundation of the US military's efforts to translate and understand Gatespeak, as the common language spoken by the offworlders had been dubbed. There were rumours that the Defence Language Institute had been lining up some heavy political pull to get the wiry Marine transferred to their precinct, but Russell made it very clear that he wanted to serve in the effort to secure the offworld firebases the best way he knew how - on the front lines.<br><br>But if the DLI couldn't get him to teach they could use him in other ways, and the blue-eyed machine-gunner had been given the secondary mission of collecting linguistic and cultural samples in his travels with the 13th Recon Group. It annoyed the hell out of him that he most of the time he was a glorified photographer, and one that tended to be one of the more protected members of the team. Two years of combat duty in Iraq had burned any notion of glory in battle out of his mind, but he knew that the firepower of the M-249 squad automatic weapon (http://fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/land/m249-3-s.jpg) made one hell of a force multiplier which could turn the tide of any battle the team found themselves in, and possibly save the lives of some of his fellow soldiers. But he had fulfilled the role of an interpreter for his squad and platoon in Iraq, and his official role in the 13th was no different, as he could speak, read and write Gatespeak with about the level of proficiency a middle-schooler in the US could speak English. While that didn't sound impressive it made Russell one of the most fluent speakers of the offworld language who also had combat experience that the entire United Nations could get their hands on. It still didn't slake his thirst for battle against the orcs and dark elves that had been kindled in San Francisco when he'd seen what the offworlders had done to some of the prisoners they had taken.<br><br>The ones who had died had been the lucky ones.<br><br>Settling into the Humvee's rear seat next to Jessie Mitchells the handsome young Marine rested his M-249 between his knees, muzzle pointing up towards the vehicle's ceiling. Pulling the camera out of his pocket he popped the chip out and plugged it into a tablet computer within the Humvee, uploading copies of the pictures he'd taken at the village to the tablet's hard drive. There was no guarantee he'd make it back from this mission, just like with any combat mission, but the language data was important enough that backup copies needed top be made. With his copying work done Russell slipped the tablet computer back into its compartment and pocketed his camera before looking out the windows as the Humvee trundled along its path.<br><br>"I don't think the raid was religious in nature, El-tee," he suddenly spoke up in answer to Lt Black's theory. "If the orcs wanted to destroy the totem they could have burned it - fire might take a while to start when you've only got flint and steel, but it wasn't like there was anyone around to stop them. And if you want to demoralise a relatively passive group by destroying their religious icons, you do it totally. It's kind of hard to consider something holy when it's been burnt to ash." A sardonic grin crossed his face for a moment as Lt Black let his distaste for spiders be known. "Hey Mitchells," he asked, turning to face the female soldier sitting next to him, "with all the spiders around do you think any of the local tribes have tried taming them as a source of silk? I mean, silk's pretty strong for cloth and spider-silk has a pretty high tensile strength even compared to normal silk, so it would make really strong ropes and nets. Heck, the ancient Chinese even used normal silk as armour because of how well it stood up to slashing and piercing blows."<br><br><em>Teasing the officers and keeping them in their place is a duty of any good NCO, they say. I'm just doing a little self-development for when I'm going for my sergeant's bars,</em> he thought to himself impishly.<br><br>OOC: Mac, Bride, which service are your characters in? <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 21:27:50</strong>
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				(OOC: Leaving it ambiguous so as not to kind of constraint my character)<br><br><br>"I wonder if we could get some spider armor if the lab boys get enough samples?" Jess asked, thinking how useful such armor would be when going up against an orc or their bowmen. <br><br>"Last I heard they were still searching the freed cities for spider eggs to do long term studies." She said and looked out of her window, watching the hills roll by and almost felt sleepy watching them, like counting sheep inside of dream. She then felt her foot brush against one of the small cases which contained their <em>'Gifts and offerings' </em> to any royals or lords they might encounter on their mission. She pushed it once more with her foot and heard the faint clacking of glass, not fine china or wine glasses but the sounds of wine bottles. <br><br>"Say, whats actually in all of the gift boxes we brought with us. It can't just all be wine, can it?" She said, half wondering if the locals even <em>knew </em> what wine was or if they had discovered some other local brew.
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				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 22:12:13</strong>
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				"Don't see any reason why it wouldn't be possible to get silk armour made up," Russell shrugged. "I mean, it was done about three throusand years ago. There's no technical reason why it can't be done. The main delay would be political. The companies that manufacture the Interceptor vests we wear -" he tapped his fingers against the flak jacket he wore over his torso - "would insist their stuff is good enough, even though knives and arrows are some fo the best weapons against it. The lobbyists would try and make the idea of silk armour sound sissy, and the companies that have access to the gate bases would be scrambling to get their hands on as many spiders as they could. Politics always gets in the way," the Marine snorted.<br><br>When the sound of clinking glass reached his ears Russell immediately perked up. "Well, it wouldn't be just wine," he stated dryly. "You've got to remember that grapes don't grow well in all environments, so they might not be familiar with wine. On the other hand we've included a variety of boozes as well as foods - can you imagine the reaction of someone who's never tried bourbon when they take their first shot? Also we've got samples of food and clothing that they should find interesting. I hope," Russell muttered under his breath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 23:22:26</strong>
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				(I originally had my Character Army, but I can switch it to Marines just as easily.)<br><br>"We'll continue along this road, and see where it will take us." Sebastian stated. They were approaching the outer edge of where the Drones have been mapping, and soon will be in uncharted territory. <br><br>Sebastian looked up as Corp. Davis gave some points to how the scene couldn't be Iconoclast actions. Reasons that were, in Sebastian's head, quite convincing, but there could be thousands of variable. One of the most distinct could be symbolism. "That may be true, but we don't know the culture of those that were attacked. It could just as well be that burning that particular Totem is actually a blessing in their religion, while leaving it a pincushion was a grave insult. We would have to ask one if we get the chance." Sebastian replied as he looked out over the rolling hills. In the mirror he could see the other Humvee, and the STRYKER following behind. They were both kicking up a lot of dust, and he figured it would be good to check the engine air filters next time they got the chance. Keeping those clean will help keep mechanical breakdowns to a minimum. <br><br>Sebastion could only roll his eyes at the conversation about using the Giant Spider's Webbing for making armor. He knew part of it was a very serious conversation, but the other half was a subtle jab of his fear of spiders. He knew where it stemmed from as well. The fact that he had a golden Bar on his collar. The 2nd Lieutenant's Bar, also known as the "Butter" Bar was the insigna for the lowest ranking officer. Generally wore by those that attended the service academies, and ROTCs programs in College. Those that come into the service with it are often times naive, and arrogant. Believing that their God's gift to The Service. Sebastian tried not to let the rank go to his head, and often asked the advice of his Sargent. He wanted to properly lead his team, and this recon unit. "I believe Corporal Davis is right. The Defense companies will fight it tooth, and nail until they can start producing it themselves, and then their attitudes will switch a 180. However, just remember this: When all the dust settles, Take comfort, and warmth in the knowledge that "Rifle" in your hand was made by the Lowest Bidder." he chuckled as the humvee skipped over a bump, reminding him why be brought the extra seat cushion. <br><br>"That would be correct, private. Alcohol, and some different types of "Sweet" Food like Candy, and jerky are in those "Care" Packages. Yes, Corporal, I can imagine the reaction to their first reaction to "Fire Water". That is why&nbsp; I don't think Bourbon is a good "opener". I remember when my Father introduced me to old Jim Bean, and his best friend John Walker in his pretty red coat. It wasn't a friendly first meeting. My Father had to tell me: "I say boy. You sip that whiskey, you don't swill it!" Sebastian stated with an over exaggerated "Foghorn leghorn" voice, and accent. "Wine, and Champagne is better as it doesn't "Bite" the tongue if your not used to it. Depending on how relations go. We can introduce them to the "Fire Water" Later. I just happen to have a bottle or two of Glenfiddich 18 year old Single Malt scotch stashed away." Sebastian stated with a smile. <br><br>By Midafternoon, they could see smoke on the horizon. "Stop the Car, Sarge." Sebastian stated as the group came to a slow stop. Sebastian stepped out of the humvee, and climbed onto the roof. Pulling out his binoculars, he peered in the direction of the smoke. "Can't tell from this far. Get the "Toy" out." Sebastian called back. From the Stryker, a rather mousy individual appeared carrying a briefcase, while another coming behind him was holding what looked like a Toy R/C Airplane. "You see that smoke Specialist?" Sebastian asked. The young man nodded. "I want to know what is over there." He continued. The man quickly scrambled to get the gear ready as the other prepped the mini-drone. Soon, the Drone was up, and out flying over to where the smoke was coming from. Sebastian was watching over the operator's shoulder, looking at the small television monitor. What they saw was that the smoke was coming from Chimneys where the dinner cook fires were burning. It was a town, and by the looks of it, Inhabited. "Okay, boys, and Girls. We got ourselves a settlement. Let's go make nice." Sebastian stated as they recovered the drone, and got back into the cars. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>11-07-2014, 23:30:58</strong>
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				"At the very least it should be exotic to them." Jess said and remained quiet for the rest of the trip. She watched closely as the figures began to grow closer in the distance. Jess almost felt like she was being driven to a&nbsp; renaissance festival of some sort with a fantasy spin on it. <br><br><em>'I bet my little brother would sell his left foot to be right here.' </em> She thought and almost couldn't hide the smile that grew on her face.<br><br>The town did not seem to have walls or barriers as one would expect. At most there appeared to be a wooden guard tower at each road entrance into it. A few caravans could be seen heading into and out of town.<br><br>"Hey. Should I stay with the vehicles? This <strong>is </strong> a mideval like era. They might not take kindly to armed women." Jess said, grabbing a scarf and pair of sunglasses to hide herself incase there was a chance it offended the locals for a woman to be a soldier. She wrapped her mouth and nose in the scarf and made sure her hair was hidden inside of her helmet but she kept the sunglasses in her hands. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 02:33:23</strong>
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				Russell chuckled at the Lieutenant's impromptu Foghorn Leghorn impersonation when he described his first encounter with bourbon. <em>Well, at least this butterbar can laugh at himself,</em> he thought with some relief. It was one of Murphy's Laws of Combat that there was nothing as dangerous to your own unit as a second lieutenant with a map and a radio, but this one seemed to have a good head on his shoulders along with a healthy dose of cynicism. "Lieutenant, may I suggest you detail an armed guard for that Glenfiddich just as a precaution," he joked. The machine-gunner wouldn't be unprofessional enough to start knocking back the booze while the team was still in potentially hostile territory, but he had a good idea of exactly what a bottle of prime whisky would be worth in the black market that sprung up in any military base like a kudzu vine. <br><br>The rest of the trip to the next village was relatively mundane, but Russell kept a careful watch for possible hostiles out of the Humvee's windows. It was a habit he'd picked up in Iraq, and had caught himself doing it even back in the States on R&amp;R. Still, it wasn't like there was anything else to do and it beat being complacent. As the Humvee pulled to a stop Russell eased the digital camera into his jacket pocket for easy access along with a smartphone. There was no network coverage in this world (big surprise there!) but the smartphone was a great way to record audio, and he had been tasked with gathering more information about languages in this world. Clambering out of the Humvee he slung his M-249 muzzle-down over his right shoulder, making the firearm less obvious and threatening to any observers than a weapon held in the hands. However all it would take would be a twitch of his hand holding the M-249's forestock and a shift back to the pistol grip, and two hundred rounds of 5.56mm would be ready to rock-and-roll. "Ready to roll, Lieutenant," he murmured to Black, taking up position next to the team's commander. "Looks like this is some sort of trading post, so hopefully they should be open to negotiations. If we're lucky we might be able to get information about some of their neighbours."<br><br>OOC: Mac, if you want to leave him as Army that's fine. Considering the war effort involves the UN rather than just a couple of nations I think recon teams with members of the various services mixed together is exactly the type of political statement some dumbass senator would come up with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 15:00:42</strong>
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				(OOC: Okay, I'll keep him army then. ;D Oh, and This is suppose to be a full town. A "Special" Town too. ;D )<br><br>The three vehicle started their approach. The Soldiers now looking more alert than they had been earlier. Some, Black included, was suspecting that this was another Elf Village. Either way, it is their job to recon, and establish diplomatic relations with the populace. Sebastian turned to look at Jess when she mentioned that since it was a medieval town, it might behoove her to remain with the vehicles just in case this world, town had a backwards view of WOman being more property than their own people. "Good thinking private." Sebastian said with a smile. The concept of "Another Elf Town" Went right out the window the moment they entered, and 6, and a half foot Lizard-Man strode across the street Right in front of them. The Sarge brought the humvee to a soft stop as the Lizard man looked at them, and The Sarge, and the lizard man looked back. A moment would pass between the two before the Lizard-Man got out of the way. Allowing the three Vehicles to pass. Sebastian looked to the others to see if they saw that too, or he just had an hallucination. "Proceed slow, Sargent. We don't want to hit any of the locals." Black cautioned. "Yes Sir." The Sarge replied as they continued deep into the town. Sebastian looked at the Buildings, making him think of the Ren Fair that always came in the fall from his neck of the woods.<br><br>Town:<br>(http://images.fineartamerica.com/images-medium-large-5/medieval-town-square-fairy-fantasies.jpg)<br><br>It was quickly becoming apparent that this was not an "Elf" Town. As they traveled down the cobblestone street, they hardly saw an elf. What they saw was monster-Kyn. Sebastian started to mentally catalog what he sees. He saw a Woman with Cat ears, and a tail. The woman glanced at the strange Vehicles, and Sebastian saw her eyes were cat like as well. Another with a Snake's tail instead of legs. Sebastian's eyes grew wide as he saw a gorgon woman with writhing Snakes for her hair. Though it appeared she didn't have the power to turn people to stone. If she didn't she wasn't using it. There was a wolfman running what looked like a butcher shop, and Sebastian could only hope that none of that Meat was "Human". It was exciting, and a bit unnerving at the same time. Hopefully communications with these "People" won't be hard. Though, deep down, There was a giddiness within him. Sebastian was a bit of an Otaku, and found the concepts of Monster Girls very attractive. "Well, We're certainly not in Kansas anymore, y'all." He called to the others in the humvee.&nbsp; <br><br>Approaching the center of the town, the Square was dominated a large well. "Swing wide of the Water supply, parking too close could be seen as hostile." Black stated as the trio of vehicles slowed to a stop at one end of the square. THeir noses pointing down a road that would lead them straight out of town in case things go bad. Sebastian took a breath as he looked back at Davis. "Well, it looks like we're one. Mitchell, can you hand me the "Care package?" Sebastian asked before getting out of the Humvee with Davis, and waited for someone to hopefully approach so they can find the Town Elder/leader/Grand Pooba. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 16:57:51</strong>
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				While the team waited for someone in a position of power Jess made sure she was covered and remained with the Humvee along with some of the other soldiers. <br><br>Around the group they could hear an unnatural silence, compared to the hustle and bustle they had been hearing earlier, much of the town had lowered its volume and slowed down the work. Many of the citizens had stopped to look at the newcomers, especially the elves, and were whispering amongst themselves like children would about a new kid at school they were unsure about. Constantly whispering and pointing to the Humans and their strange garments and horseless carriages. <br><br>&nbsp;However it was rather easy to notice that the groups were dividing themselves. The Naga look a likes only spoke to other Nagas while the elves stayed close to their own kind and so on and so on. There was even a small amount of space between the groups. <br><br>Their talking continued for several moments and a few females of the nagas looked the male humans up and down and hissed amongst themselves in a way that Jess could tell was the equivelant of a cheerleader talking about a jock. Everyone quieted down however when a new arrival came. <br><br>A male elf dressed in some fine clothes with jewelry hanging around his neck and even gold earrings&nbsp; in his knife like ears approached. The man who was obviously in charge had a fair Complexion with hair of Silver and a surprisingly angular face. He was walking along with the classic politician's strut and flanked by a female elf with a blade in its sheath on her side and two armored Dark Elves. <br><br>Jess grabbed the briefcase that contained the Wine and handed it to the lieutenant, nodding at him as the Elf leader arrived and the crowd was silent. <br><br><em>'Who would you be, strangers? To come into our town unannounced? Where do you hail from?&nbsp; Laputa, Norheil?'&nbsp; </em> <br>The High Elf asked in a tone that said he was accustomed to commanding others and having his questions answered.<br><br>(Made edits on what Mitchels did since I just now saw the order. *Derp*&nbsp; :P )
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 21:21:35</strong>
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				(Laputa? Someone's a Ghibli fan. That is okay. I love Ghibli) <br><br>"Thanks, Private." Sebastian stated as he took the breifcase, and looked to his corporal. "It's show time." He joked as he stepped out, and took a couple of steps from the Vehicle. his M4 slung, but with in easy reach. Sebastian looked around the Square as he listened. Hoping to try, and catch snippets of the conversation that he could hear. He wondered they were talking about. The Snake-like women hissing almost sounded like laughter. <br><br>Though the talking instantly stopped the moment another approached. Sebastian looked him over, and could tell he was the one in charge. He had an air of command, that was without a doubt. Yet, the most surprising thing is that his looks were completely unlike anything that was encountered before. Perhaps this is another race of Elf. Course, it could simply be a singular example, but that'll have to wait to later. Sebastian's eyes looked to those that were flanking him. The Dark elves was undoubtedly for his protection, but what of that other Elf? Was she a bodyguard as well? She cared a blade, and the way her body moved was not the normal Feminine way.<br><br>When they arrived, and stopped a safe distance, in their minds, from Sebastian, and Davis. The Leader opened his mouth, and Sebastian's Lip twitched. he instantly recognized when someone was talking down to him. However he had to swallow his pride to keep the mission on track. Turning to Davis, he looked for the translation. Upon reciept, he turned back to The Leader. "I'm Lt. Sebastian Rose Black of the United States Army, representing the Combine United Nations Forces Recon Force 13. We do not mean to invade the sovereignty of your Town. We merely request Information." Sebastian stated before he held up the case, and offered it to the Pale Elf. "Please accept this Gift as a Token of Peace, and Friendship." Sebastian stated.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 01:30:13</strong>
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				Russell shifted his position to stand at Lt Black's left-hand side - while he might be the member of 13th Recon that was most familiar with Gatespeak he wasn't the team leader. As a result he stood slightly behind the lieutenant, letting the team leader take centre stage. Hopefully this would leave Black as the first person any local authorities would want to speak to, giving Russell the chance to hang back and observe.<br><br>And there was plenty for the young Marine to observe. The settlement looked like something out of the Middle Ages and was the size of a full-scale town, not just a trading post as Russell had first assumed. But what made it really different was the lack of elves. Oh, there were a few in the town square that the recon team's vehicles had stopped in, but the vast majority of people looked to be various sorts of beast-folk. A wolf-man running a butcher's stall by one of the larger buildings in the square grinned toothily at his customers (not like he could grin any other way) as they haggled over prices. A pair of women made their way through the town square, chattering in Gatespeak as they slithered along on their snake-like tails. Another woman carrying a basket of groceries trotted past the recon group's vehicles, her long rabbit-like ears flopping as she ran.<br><br><em>No, El-tee, we're <strong>definitely</strong> not in Kansas anymore.</em><br><br>The hubbub of chatter which had filled the square was dying down as more and more of the natives took notice of the vehicles in which the 13th Recon had arrived. Distrustful looks were sent the humans' way and the beast-folk gave them plenty of room as they muttered among themselves. Russell ciuldn't help but think of his own childhood - he had grown up in several different countries following his father on his deployments as a Marine, and every time Russell had started in a new school there had been the same wary looks and distrust directed at the newcomer. <em>The more things change, the more they stay the same.</em><br><br>Suddenly the level of conversation decreased and the townsfolk started looking in one direction. Russell directed his gaze in the same direction, and his eyes widened as he caught sight of the approaching elves. The leading pair had silver hair and sharp features, and while the man wore ornate jewellery the only adornment for the female was the slim sword at her side. Behind the pair strode a pair of armoured dark elves, and Russell's grip tightened on his M-249's forestock in anger as he recalled the actions of the dark elves in San Francisco.<br><br><em>You're not here for revenge,</em> he told himself silently. <em>You're here to do a job.</em> Focusing on those thoughts he translated the words of the elven leader for Lt, Black and waited for his leader's reply. His face was calm and expressionless, but there was no hiding the anger in his eyes every time he looked at the dark elven guards.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 01:55:35</strong>
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				The High Elf leader nodded as Russell soon translated the words that lt. Black had said. When the case was held out the female elf stopped him from grabbing it and instead she grabbed it. Once the elf was closer Russell could see she had qualities similar to that of the leader but also different, possibly suggesting mixed heritage. <br><br>The female elf opened the case, acting in a way as if she expected something to leap out and bite her, but blinked in surprise, her eyes making her look younger than she actually was, (which is saying something considering elves already look young.)&nbsp; as she pulled out the wine bottle and examined it further. The elder cleared his throat.<br><br><em>"Niko. Don't do that, you will offend the newcomers." </em>&nbsp; two spoke to each other for a moment in a hushed tone but were still audible. <br><br><em>"Uncle," </em> Began the female elf "Niko"&nbsp; <em>"We know nothing of these elves or what nation or nations they work for. They could be from outside our continent." </em> <br><br><em>"That is why we must make a good impression, I haven't seen wine that red in years. If that is how they open up then King Oberon will welcome them with arms outstretched. We can't let our town fall behind in trade deals." </em> The leader said before walking closer to the group. <br><br><em>"Welcome, newcomers!" </em> He said with arms outstretched, though Niko and the two Dark Elves looked ready to pounce at a moment's notice as he too the lieutenants hand and shook it, following it up by shakings Russell's hand as well. <br><br><em>"Please be welcomed in my town!" </em> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 20:55:18</strong>
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				Sebastian watched the new elf carefully as he started to reach for the Box only for the Female to suddenly take it from him. Sebastian took a step back, and held his hand up just enough for Russel to see, and to know not to make any sudden movements. It was quickly apparent that she was merely ensuring the package wasn't booby trapped. Something that Sebastian couldn't argue against. Though looking her over, and seeing that she was, in fact, armed. It hinted that their society were a bit more open than Medieval Europe. The female held up the bottle, and even Sebastian was impressed. They didn't spare expense on the "Gift". Course, it wasn't like it was their money paying for it. It was taken from the American Tax payer. <br><br>There was a brief conversation between the two, but it would appear that the gift was gratefully accepted, and suddenly approached Sebastian, clasping his hands, and shaking them vigorously. Sebastian smiled back, and returned the shaking before turning to Russel. "See Corporal? Everyone loves the idea of getting plastered." Sebastian said with a big grin before the Elder released his hand, and took the Corporal's. This would give Sebastian a moment to call out to Mitchell in the humvee. "It is okay Mitchell. You can come out!." Sebastian called out.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 21:17:19</strong>
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				"Fine!" Mitchell called out, removing the scarf and sunglasses before hopping out of the vehicle and moving over to the others. She could already feel the eyes of various males in the crowd on her as she walked over to the lieutenant and said to him. "But I better not end up in a damsel in distress situation." She said and moved back to cover their rear.<br><br>Before them the Elf leader waved a hand for them to follow and said something to his guards, who began waving the crowd to make way as they headed to what looked like some fancy villa, slightly larger than many of the other buildings.<br><br><em>'Come, follow we shall discuss things in my home.&nbsp; You are more than welcome.' </em> The leader said and slowly made his way to the villa, expecting the Humans to follow. Niko remained behind, waiting for the crew to move as well. She seemed rather calm but constantly eyed the group with suspicion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 04:19:46</strong>
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				Russell's attention was focused on the pair of dark elf guards, but he still tracked the pair of elven nobles in his peripheral vision as they approached the lieutenant. The female elf took the gift case from Lt Black and opened it carefully, like she expected it to be rigged to explode, and the blue-eyed Marine made an effort to keep from snickering at the look of surprise on her face. The wide-eyed expression coupled with the girl's tan complexion and blond hair made her look little more than an innocent teenager, and Russell couldn't help but notice that she was a very attractive one.<br><br><em>Whoa there, cowboy. You're not on R&amp;R and she's not some beach babe you're looking to pick up.</em> Although it was fairly easy for Russell to imagine the elf girl in a bikini sipping pina coladas in a Malibu bar, the young man forced his attention back to his job. Schooling his face into an impassive mask he listened carefully as the two elves spoke among themselves, then nodded and gave a polite smile as the older elf welcomed them to the town. Leaning over to Lt Black he translated the elder's words but couldn't resist adding a few comments of his own. <br><br>"Lieutenant, if our intel's right the older guy's what they call a High Elf - don't know much about how they work with elven society but the name implies nobility. Our host referred to this place as his town, so my guess is he's the local lord or at least the mayor of this town. The girl referred to him as 'Uncle', but there's a number of cultures back home where a family title doesn't always mean a family relationship - Japan for example." He was speaking in English in a quiet voice, but Jessie was close enough to hear his words to the Army lieutenant. "And did you see how hit eyes lit up when he saw your gift? He's not looking to get boozed up on it at his next meal - he's looking at one hell of a trade opportunity. With that opening he told the girl, quote, 'King Oberon would welcome them with arms outstretched.'" Russell turned to look intently at Lt Black. "Sir, I think we've got a big chance to open diplomatic relations at a high level with these people. If we play it right we've struck gold straight off the bat."&nbsp; <br><br>With his opinion given Russell followed the pair of elves, watching the pair of armoured dark elves warily as they cleared a path through the crowd. He passed on the elder elf's invitation to Sebastian, then looked at the girl with him - Niko was her name if he had guessed right. She gave the three humans a suspicious look, and Russell would bet that she saw herself as the elf lord's bodyguard even with the dark elf soldiers present. He gave her a polite smile and inclined his head towards her, not quite a full bow but still a gesture of respect.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 04:39:27</strong>
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				"Hell yeah, were going down int he history books." Jessie Mitchells said with a wide smile on her face upon hearing what Russell had to say. Her smile and cheery attitude seemed to spread to the locals, at least the male ones, as they eyed the foreigner with red hair. It was not often one saw such coloration in what they assumed was an elf. Usually it took some strong, and rather expensive, hair dye to make the illusion. Or one would see it in a Naga. So most were assuming her to be some sort of half breed Elf, it was the only way they could explain her hair looking so natural. <br><br>Niko took a few steps towards Jessie and walked alongside her and seemed almost protective of her. Raising her eyebrow at any male local, no matter their race, if they looked at Jessie lecherously. She then turned and smiled at Jessie.<br><br><em>'Us half-breeds should stick together, even if she <strong>is </strong> from another place outside Aldrion.'</em> Niko thought in her mind, misunderstanding the reason behind Jessie's red hair, and continued walking with the group as they arrived at a fenced in home with workers out in the gardens tending to blue flowers and one rabbit woman was waiting at the gate, surprisingly dressed in garb similar to that of a French maid. She bowed and spoke in the local tongue.<br><br><em>"Mayor Namos. It is so good to see you, and..you brought guests." </em> The bunny maid said awhile trying to keep up a friendly smile, though she obviously was annoyed she did not get advanced warning.<br><br><em>"They are from outside the kingdom Rana, we must make a good impression, prepare some fruits and bring me the trade documents." </em> He said, and Rana bowed quickly, almost hopping off to do as ordered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 08:03:58</strong>
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				Russell grinned in response to Jessie's smile and exuberance. Despite her military fatigues and the M-4 slung over her shoulder she seemed as happy as a schoolgirl on a day trip. "Hey, Mitchells, you remember to bring along your bus pass and permission slip from your folks?" he teased, raising an eyebrow as he saw Niko walking alongside her. The blond elf was looking into the crowd and glared at anyone looking at her with anything other than respect in their eyes. A thoughtful expression crossed Russell's face as he watched the elf and the female soldier more closely. <em>It's not guys looking at her that gets her dander up,</em> the Marine finally realised.&nbsp; <em>It's the guys looking at Jess. Does she want Jess for herself - okay, better not go there.</em> Russell hastily told himself as the group proceeded on their way.<br><br>They approached a lavish villa with a fenced front yard and well-maintained garden. Servants in the front gardens trimmed the lawns and saw to the care of precisely laid-out beds of blue flowers, while a maid waited at the front gate. Russell blinked in surprise as he saw that, not only did the woman have bunny ears like the girl he'd seen with the basket of groceries in the town square, but she was wearing a French maid outfit. <em>I'm beginning to really like it here,</em> the young man thought dryly. Listening in on the conversation between herself and the elder elf Russell bit his lip to keep from laughing. She was doing her best to be respectful to her master but was clearly put out by the new arrivals - not at the fact they had arrived but that she hadn't been told in advance. As Namos walked past her and the bunny-girl turned away Russell stepped forward and bowed to her. <em>"I apologise for our lack of notice, Miss Rana, but we only just got here. We will try not to be a problem,"</em> he reassured her. Maybe it was a breach of etiquette to talk to a noble's servants, but getting on side with the domestic staff could be useful.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 15:25:20</strong>
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				"What? They're not going to drink it? Sounds like a waste to me." Sebastian replied, but it was more a farce than anything. He figured this person, a High Elf from what Russell was told him, was a shrewd business man. They would have to tread carefully. Particularly if this person could give them an in road to speak with the King himself. Sebastian turned his head just enough to make eye contact with the Corporal when he implicated that they must've hit the jackpot. "Yes, that means we have to play our cards particularly close to our chest. He'll be used to Negotiations." Sebastian stated. The Lt. was a bit concerned on the talking part. He was never a politican, nor did he have the talent of slinging bull like a lot of the upper officers. He wanted to be known for his deeds, and not his words. <br><br>As the High beckoned for them to follow along, Sebastian motioned for the Sarge to come up. "allow the men to get out of vehicles. they can look around the square, but that is it. I want everyone in sight of everyone else. Also, the locals will be curious, allow them too approach, but not to close. You know, as well as I, that the STYRKER is going to get attention, particularly from the Children. Be Kind, and respectful, and make sure the others know to behave. The Higher-ups didn't give me bail money." Sebastian joked. "Yes Sir." The Sarge stated before Sebastian, Jesse, and Davis started to follow the Lord. <br><br>They were led up one of the main roads, the people continuing to gawk, and stare at the three individuals. Sebastian started to notice that most of the attention was directed towards Private Mitchells, and began to wonder if he had been mistaken earlier about the status of women in this world. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the Girl, Niko, walking rather close to Jesse. His thoughts mirrored Russell's, but it was more curiosity than anything else. Course, there could be other reasons, but none were coming to his mind at the moment. As they walked, Namos carried himself with a dignity, and air of true nobility. Adding validity to Russell's hypothesis. <br><br>Soon, they would reach a very large Manor towards the outskirts of town. It's architecture was very similar to the rest of the town, but it was also more richly taken care off. The gardens were beautiful, and lovingly trimmed. There were also rich beautiful blue flowers growing that made Sebastian think of Texas Blue Bonnets. Sometimes it paid to be the son of a Florist, hence his middle name of "Rose". <br><br>Manor: <br>(http://si.wsj.net/public/resources/images/OB-YK788_x1hodn_H_20130805102210.jpg)<br><br>The Blue Flower in the Gardens:<br>(http://www.oakheightsdental.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/texasbluebonnet.jpg)<br><br>Though for Sebastian, one of the biggest surprises was what was waiting for them at the gate. A beautiful Bunny Girl in a French Maid outfit! Be still his fluttering heart, the sight actually caused Sebastian to nearly trip over his own feet. He quickly tried to regain his composure, but couldn't help his wandering eye. She was certainly a tall drink of water with Legs that simply wouldn't stop. He had to bit the inside of his mouth to prevent a whimper of approval from slipping out. Though it was quickly evident that the Woman was annoyed about something, but a soft word from the High Elf, and she was placated. <br><br>The Mayor ushered them passed the gate, and into the garden, Sebastian saw Russell speaking with the Rabbitwoman, and smirked. It would seem that the Corporal was thinking ahead. Once inside the grand foyer, a elderly common elf quickly approached. "<em>Welcome Home, Mayor Namos. I trust your visit into the town was enjoyable.</em> The Elf said as he took the Mayor's outerwear. Though when the Butler saw the three soldiers, he had no idea what he would be needing to take from them. It looked like whatever it was that they were wearing was very heavy. The two Dark elves excused themselves to continue their other duties around the House. <br><br>The moment that Sebastian entered the home, He unclasped his chin strap on his kevlar helmet, and pulled his off, and tucked it underneath his left arm. Revealing a mop of brown hair that needed to see a barber. He ran a gloved hand through his hair to wipe away the sweat. Though the biggest shocker was his Ears. Unlike any elf race, all of which had long knife like Ears, The ears of humans looked stumpy, almost deformed.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 17:09:24</strong>
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				The inside of the foyer was well lit by candlelight and even natural light thanks to a large window behind the group. There was an obviously expensive carpet going up a set of stairs next to the door and fancy oil paintings on both sides of the hallway. An Elderly Elf (By numerical standards) entered the room and bowed to Namos. Like any good butler he attended to hi master while examining the newcomers in his peripherial vision. <br><br>The Butler looked comparable to a man in his late 40s, whereas all the other elves the group had seen where about early twenties or early thirties. Namos and even his butler looked visibly stunned for a moment and actually rubbed his eyes upon seeing the human's ears, hair was one thing he knew the life of a warrior was dirty and difficult, but their ears!<br><br><em>'Where..did you say you were all from again? I do not mean to offend but I have never seen an Elf with ears like yours. Not even amongst the poorest and dirtiest Common Elf.'</em> He said and Niko rubbed her nose and tried not to look conspicuous, despite being only half of a Common Elf, such words still stung.<br><br><br>When Jessie took off her helmet the Mayor added.<em> "Or with hair so....odd."</em> He said and continued to look at the group in curiosity. <br><br><em>'Were they all half breeds? Or a new race of elves?'</em> Niko thought, rubbing her neck in confusion and also speechlessness. Half breeds were vary rare but the thought that they might all be like her was almost like being told gold would fall from the sky. <br><br>Behind the group, the bunny maid, Rana, and one cat maid shuffled into the meeting room with trays of food and drink. They set things up with almost immense speed and precision that came from years and years of doing the same work precisely. Rana then placed several scrolls and Documents on the end of the table for her employer to look at when he needed them. <br><br>Once done the two maids stood off to the sides of the room, heads bowed and eyes almost closed in subservience, waiting for when they would be called again. The Trays were full of fresh fruits, likely from a garden on the premises, some looked familiar and some not while the drinks consisted of either water or wine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>19-07-2014, 20:25:10</strong>
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				As the soldiers followed the mayor into his villa Russell's eyes widened in surprise. The elf waiting for them looked old, almost in his fifties, unlike Namos who barely looked thirty years old. <em>I guess elves actually do grow old,</em> he thought with bemusement. As Lt Black and Private Mitchells unbuckled and removed their combat helmets Russell did the same, running his fingers through his tousled hair. A moment later he blinked in surprise at the startled reactions of Namos and his butler. <em>What are they so spooked about?</em> the young Marine wondered. At the butler's words Russell tensed and gave him a vicious glare before taking a deep breath and reigning in his temper. "Poor and dirty, are we?" he muttered under his breath, taking care that he was speaking in English rather than in Gatespeak - being talked down to was something he didn't appreciate, but scuttling the mission with ill-chosen words wasn't something he would choose to do either. <br><br>Shifting his gaze to his commander Russell spoke quietly. "Lieutenant, they're curious about where we came from. Apparently we don't look like their kind. We don't have pointy ears and that kind of freaks them out." The intense young Marine cocked his head and listened to Namos' comment about Jessica's hair. "Looks like redheads are pretty rare around here, too." His icy blue eyes met Black's own gaze. "Sir, do we tell them about the Gates and the attack on our world? Or do we try to pass ourselves off as from another country on this planet?"<br><br>As the maids entered the room Russell let his eyes drift over to them and his eyes widened. The first maid was either the bunnygirl who had met them at the villa's front gate or her twin sister, but the second was a catgirl in a matching maid uniform. His first thought was one of appreciation of the view as the two maids moved with the speed of long practice to set down the trays and set the food and drink to their assigned places. Once that work had finished they moved off to the sides of the room, waiting to be called upon. Russell watched them move, trying to gauge from their body language and faces whether they were merely felt respect for the mayor of the town, or whether they were afraid of him.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-07-2014, 20:57:42</strong>
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				The Startled reaction wasn't lost on Sebastian either. He tilted his head just enough to met the gaze of his Corporal. Letting him tell him what the fright was about. "I see. Well Corporal, nothing in our orders about keeping our origins a secret, and we're trying to establish Peaceful relations. So I figure, honesty will be the best right here. Please translate my words as close as you can." Sebastian stated before he took a breath. <br><br><em>My apologies if our Appearance has startled you. We are not Elves, we call our race; "Human". The Males of our race are called "Man", and the females "Woman". We come from beyond the Gate, another world. Our world has recently come under attack by a force from this world. We repulsed the attack, and are now currently investigating who, or whom would launch such an attack against our People with not provocation what's so ever. My Soldiers, and I have no ill will against you, or your town. We merely seek answers about those that attacked us.</em><br><br>Once he was finished, Sebastian let out a breath, and hoped that it would be taken as he had hoped. Without much to go on as far s societal cues, He could have just as easily told these people to go "Fuck Themselves". the arrival, and presence of the Two maids caught Sebastian's eye as well, but since this was a matter of grave importance, and he was the leader, He had to present an air of command, and control of the situation. Otherwise this Namos may not give them the respect, and credence to allow the talks to go forward. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>19-07-2014, 21:34:27</strong>
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				The mayor listened to all that was said and gave his maids and butler the order to leave, which they did, before he ushered everyone into the meeting room. Namos took a seat on an expensive looking chair and it was easy to see where the town's taxes were going as he took some wine and sipped it from a glass. <br><br><em>'You're story is..rather odd. But...it is not my place to judge such things." </em> The mayor said and took one long sip of wine. Niko remained silent as well, her face unsure of what she had heard but more than alittle curious. She wanted to call them out on their lies, another world and an invasion. But then again she had not seen anything to the contrary or to disprove their story.<br><br><em>'Maybe...they should see the king? He <strong>is </strong> the authority of the land."</em> Niko said, speaking out of term as her uncle tried not to look at her in anger. <br><br><em>'Yes but I'm sure our friends will want to set up trade. We would be more than welcoming no matter where they come from.'</em> He said with a smile but in a tone that said <em>'Shut your mouth.'</em><br><br>"But Uncle, I'm sure that the King would be very greatful if we brought this to him....A king's gratitude <strong>is </strong> eternal." Niko said and Namos stopped speaking in the middle of his thought. A smile soon crept up on the Elf's face that would give The Grinch a run for his money. <br><br><em>"Do you fine people know where the capitol is?" </em> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>19-07-2014, 23:07:56</strong>
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				'Rather odd' was a strong understatement for people who claimed to arrive from another dimension, as far as Russell Davis was concerned, but if Namos wanted to play things cool that was his business. When the female elf - Niko, her name was, if Russell had heard right - suggested that they should help the 13th Recon make contact with the king he had to struggle to keep from grinning. Finally they were getting somewhere! However the mayor's reply seemed to shut down that line of inquiry, and from the tone of his voice Russell wondered if speaking out of turn in elven society was a felony. <em>If she's his niece then it seems like there's no love lost between them,</em> the Marine mused. But the blond elf continued to plead her case, and as soon as she mentioned the possibility of royal gratitude he could almost see the local equivalent of dollar signs flash up in Namos' eyes. <em>Jackpot,</em> he thought exultantly as the mayor turned to address the humans.<br><br><em>'No sir, we do not,'</em> Russell answered politely. There was no point in beating around the bush, and if Namos wanted to use his knowledge and his access to the nobility to make a side profit for himself then they would have to play ball. <em>'As my commander said, we are here to find who attacked our people and make sure they don't do it again. If you could direct us to your&nbsp; capital, or maybe spare us a guide, we would be very grateful. While our group is armed our people are not conquerors. In fact our nation was founded and grew strong because of trade, and I'm sure that our rulers would be very happy to open trade with your people.'</em> Russell hoped that hint of potential profit would be enough to secure Namos' aid as he waited for the elf's answer.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>20-07-2014, 17:52:35</strong>
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				The Mayor's smile faded slightly into a thoughtful expression as she rubbed his nose and then turned with a smile to Niko. <br><br><em>'Niko, dear. You would be perfect for the role!" </em> He said, standing up and embracing her, while she looked confused and uncomfortable with the act.<br><br><em>'My dear dear Niko, you would be perfect for taking our new friends to the capitol city and presenting them to King Oberon!' </em> <br><br>He then embraced the halfbred elf and whispered into her ear. <em>'But if you ruin this and our town does not end up with a valuable trade agreement, then you can <strong>forget </strong> about coming back because you will <strong>not </strong> be welcome.'</em> He hissed into her ear before stepping back and presenting her to the 13th Recon.<br><br><em>'Niko will take you to the capitol city, she will request your audience with the king and be your guide newcomers.'</em> He said with a smile and pushed her forward.<em> 'Allow me to get you the maps.'</em><br><br>He then stepped out of the room for a moment and some angry orders could be heard to the maids, one of which, a wolfgirl, came rushing in and placed the maps on the table before bowing and leaving. <br><br><br>Niko kept her eyes down and her body straight as she listened to her uncle talk to the newcomers about where they needed to go, a five day journey west to a large forest city with a castle built into the side of a mountain.<br><br><em>"There you will find the capitol city of Nilfguard.'</em> He said while pressing down on its location with the map.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-07-2014, 23:48:53</strong>
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				Sebastian was calm, and cool as he watched the effect of his words upon these people. The rather lack of expression was surprising. He was actually expecting them to call them liars, and demand proof which he could give them in spades if required. He noticed that the Mayor dismissed the Maids, which had left Sebastian feeling rather sad. Though, watching them leave was rather pleasant. He quickly turned his attention back to Mayor, and the female when she spoke, and he replied. Sebastian watched his facial features, and listened to the tone of mayor's voice as he spoke to his Niece. he could see that her speaking displeased him, even though he tried to hide that fact. Sebastian then turned to His Corporal as he started to speak again. Russell had a really good head on his shoulders, but Sebastian couldn't really help wishing to know what he was telling the Mayor. <br><br>Sebastian suddenly leaned back as Namos stood up, and embraced the Young Elf woman. It took a moment for him to realize that the Mayor wasn't jumping at them, and "discreetly" removed his hand from his sidearm, and let out a held breath. Though Sebastian noticed that the elf male was holding the girl a little long, and for a moment, thought he saw the male's lips moving. What was he saying? Sebastian's eyes narrowed. Sebastian's eyes grew wide as it appeared that Namos literally threw Niko at them, and it was told to him that she was to guide them. Sebastian stood up, and removed the glove from his right hand, and held it out. "Thank you for your assistance, and I do apologize for any inconvenience that our presence may have had to you, and your town." he said. Hoping his words reach her via Russell's translations. Just outside the edge of his hearing, Sebastian could hear the Mayor shouting, and could tell he wasn't happy. <br><br>Suddenly a beautiful Wolfgirl Maid dashed in. Sebastian blinked before he looked at Russell with a big smile. "This just gets better, and better!". Sadly the Girl would depart before Either man could enjoy her beauty very long. What she brought in was a large map. Sebastian opened one of the many pockets on the front of his MOLLE plate Carrier. He produced a folded piece of paper. it was a map as well. A highly detailed topography map that was made from continuous high altitude Drone flights. Namos, and Niko seemed quite curious about the details about the Human's map as he showed them the capitol. "A five day Journey, eh? Probably by foot, or carriage. I figure we can make it in three with our vehicles, but I'll have to make sure of the fuel reserves. May have to make a pit stop call." Sebastian mused allowed as he looked at the maps. He then suddenly nodded, and stood up. "Very well. We thank you for your assistance, and hospitality. I'll be sure to mention of your kindness to our superiors." Sebastian stated as he extended his hand in friendship to the Mayor. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 18:54:44</strong>
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				There is an old saying that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and in many cases a person's eyes give a good indicator to their true feelings. This was the case right now with Russell Davis - his facial expression was politely calm, but as he saw the way Namos shoved Niko towards the members of the 13th Recon anger burned in his blue eyes. <em>Hopefully her use of the term 'uncle' towards him was ceremonial,</em> the young gunner thought angrily. <em>If that's the way he treats his own flesh and blood then it's gonna be a real bitch staying civil towards him.</em> <br><br>To his credit Lieutenant Black held out his hand to the elven girl for her to shake as a gesture of courtesy as the mayor left the room. He spoke to Niko and Russell moved to translate the words. <em>"My commander wants to thank you for your help in guiding us. We just hope that we haven't been trouble for your or your town,"</em> he told Niko with a smile he hoped was polite.<em>"Holding out an empty hand is an offer of friendship among our people - it means we're not holding a weapon."</em> He cocked his head and listened to the sound of someone yelling deeper in the villa, only to shake his head as he looked at his commander. "Lieutenant, our host sounds pissed about something but I can't make out what," he reported, speaking English rather than Gatespeak. The sound of the door opening caught his attention and Russell looked up sharply, to see a wolfgirl in a maid uniform bustle into the room and set down a handful of documents on the table. She bowed and hastened out of the room as Namos strode back in, and the blue-eyed Marine barely kept his lip from curling in contempt. The elf unfurled the document to reveal a map of the local area, only for Lt Black to pull out his own map which had been printed up courtesy of numerous drone overflights and photo recon runs. Soon the mayor and Lt Black were busy comparing the maps and noting down landmarks, with Russell being kept busy translating.<br><br>Once Lieutenant Black had finished discussing directions with Namos and Russell had completed translating the intense young Marine turned to face the Army officer. "Sir, what's our next move? Do we take off now or wait around and try to pick up some intel in this town while indulging your taste for the local eye candy?" Russell asked dryly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 02:26:47</strong>
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				Niko held her hand out and then slowly shook Russel's examining his ears again before clearing her throat. <em>'Yes. It will be an honor to take you to meet the king, I just hope that you remember our town and grace it with your patronage.' </em> She said, remembering to make her town look good or else she might not be able to come back. She blushed at Russel's attentions towards her, she had never been accustomed to such good treatment from an Elf. <br><br><em>'Hes not an elf, remember.'</em> Niko reminded herself and simply stood of to the side as the two groups compared maps, she was astonished as to the detail on it. She couldn't believe a map, in color no less, could be so well made and have so much detail. 'But what do the symbols and lines on it mean?' She wondered and saved it for a later time as her Uncle told the humans they could leave whenever they liked and return at any time.<br><br>When he left, leaving the maps as a gift, Niko looked over to the redhaired female and watched her rub a strange looking doll on her hip with one hand.<br><br><em>'Is that a Talisman doll?" </em> She asked, getting Jess's attention.<br><br>"Hey Russ did the elf say something to me?" Jess asked, looking confused and wondering if her posture or something else had just insulted her.<br><br><br>(OOC: sorry it took so long I just now remembered to write the message and it kept getting deleted when the screen would crap out on my laptop.&nbsp; :P )
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 03:06:27</strong>
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				It took a bit to line up the maps, and with Russell's invaluable assistance, Lt.&nbsp; Black was able to get a fairly good idea for their route. Though as they finished up their business, and Corporal Davis asked what their next course of action, Sebastian couldn't help but pick up on the rather obvious tone, as well as the word choice. He looked at the corporal, and wondered where that came from. However, he shook it off as it seems the corporal has been on edge for the last couple of minutes. "We'll be staying near the town tonight. No point in starting out this late in the day. Besides, Miss Niko will need time to pack, and prepare. Plus, everyone could do with a good night's rest." Sebastian said as he stood up, and started to roll up the maps to tuck away. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 15:46:29</strong>
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				Russell did his best to hold back an expression of surprise at Niko's blush, but he didn't quite succeed. <em>There's a lot more I could do to make her blush, but this is neither the place nor the time,</em> the young Marine thought impishly. Beside, he was still 'on the clock' so he had to act with some degree of decorum. When the blond elf addressed him he cocked his head in interest before turning to look at Private Mitchells, who had her own question for him in answer to Niko's words. "She's curious about that little dolly you were patting, Jessie," he informed Mitchells. "Niko was just asking whether it was a talisman or good-luck piece of some sort."<br><br>As he waited for the private's answer Russell watched Lt Black pack away the map he had been conferring with Namos over, as well as the maps the mayor had left behind as a gift. Listening to the lieutenant's decision and his explanation he nodded in agreement. "Sounds good, sir," he stated, looking out the window to observe the sky starting to darken. "We've got a couple of hours until sundown so we've got time to find a place to laager down with the Humvees and the Stryker. A couple hundred metres outside the town walls and a fair distance from the main gate should be good - keeps us far enough out of the town that we won't be tripping over locals gawking at the vehicles, plus we won't be obstructing any traffic into the town. On the other hand there's bound to be an inn or something we can stay at overnight, if you want to make sure everyone's well-rested in real beds rather than on the ground." His free hand came up to rub his chin thoughtfully. "Either way you might have some of the troops asking if we can drop into an inn or tavern for breakfast in the morning - most times fresh local food beats MREs hands-down," Russell commented. "But if you want to cure them of that idea we can feed them some cooking by some of the guys I served with in Iraq. Just don't expect 'em to be off sick call for a couple of days," he noted with a smirk and an overdone cringe of horror. <br><br>The veteran Marine's voice and expression became serious as he continued to speak. "Lieutenant, once we settle down for the night I'd like to check the fuel state of the vehicles with the drivers," Russell asked. "The Stryker's mostly loaded with spare fuel for the Hummers, but if we're running low we might want to call back to base and see if they can shake loose a Blackhawk to shuttle us enough fuel to top up the gas tanks." He turned to face Lt Black directly. "It's your call, sir, but those are just some suggestions that occurred to me," he offered.<br><br>Once h had heard Lt Black's reply he turned to address Niko. His voice became quieter and more gentle as he spoke to the attractive elfmaid. <em>"Lady Niko,"</em> he began, using the&nbsp; same respectful form of Gatespeak as he had used when addressing Namos, <em>"my commander has said that our group will remain here overnight, and will leave for Niflguard in the morning. Will you be able to be packed and ready to leave by an hour after sunrise?"</em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 18:28:06</strong>
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				Mitchells shook her head. "No..erm maybe. I just found it and just thought maybe I should hold onto it." she said, pausing for a second and looking confused and looking down at the doll.<br><br><em>'I think it chose you. They are very rare to find. I hope it likes its new owner, they can have quite an attitude.'</em> she said with a faint laugh before watching Russell translate. <br><br>"Great, looks like I have a voodoo doll, I wonder if i can make it hurt people I don't like." She said with a mischievous smile while listening to Russell talk. "I will stay with the Humvees. I don't know about you guys but I feel safer there." Mitchells added with a shrug.<br><br><br>When Russell spoke to Niko she blushed at his formality and brushed her hair back with one hand.<em> 'Well yes. I do not have much to pack or carry with me, mostly supplies.'</em> She said and smiled to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 20:44:11</strong>
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				It would appear that some chemistry was starting to brew between Niko, and Corporal Davis, though Black was a bit distracted at the moment to really notice. Though he would eagerly agree with Russell that Namos's treatment of his "niece", and he hoped she wasn't actually his niece, was abhorrent. Sebastian was thinking all the things he'll have to do with this new information. So as Russel, Mitchells, and Niko talked about the Doll that Jess found, and how it was a special type. Sebastian believed he figured out their course of action. It would be about this time that Russell approached him, and suggested moving the group outside the city, but also making the suggestion on how real beds, and meals would make the men so much happier. "Agreed, I would love to have a bed to sleep on tonight, but I think staying outside the city will be for the best as it would reduce possible complications with the local populace, as well as prevent anyone from snooping around the vehicles. So we will all get to camp out underneath the stars again, Jess." Sebastian stated as he tugged on his plate carrier. Sitting always caused it to ride up high. The reason he didn't want the locals snooping around the vehicles was purely for their own safety. Like a child touching a hot exhaust pipe, or pinching their fingers in a tight space. "We also do not have any of this World's currency to exchange for Rooms, or Food." He explained. "Do you think Miss Niko may be able to help us procure Proper Food Tonight? I will be wiling to compensate her for any, and all expenses." Sebastian asked, and offered.&nbsp; <br><br>The moment Davis's expression grew serious so did Sebastian's. Russell brought up his concern for the Group's fuel supply, and offered to check on it with the drivers. Possibly call in a Fuel drop. "Those are my thoughts exactly, Corporal. Permission granted, Also Get in touch with the Sargent, and see if their is anything else y'all might think we'll need. I'm going to have to radio this all in tonight anyways. The fact that there is a real chance we are going to be meeting with a King. The Higher ups may decide to send a Diplomat to handle that meeting. Though, I'm going to make sure they send us our Mail Call. They forgot it the last two times, and That bugs me." Sebastian said as he looked around to make sure he wasn't forgetting anything. <br><br>Though, as he looked up, he saw Russell, and Niko talking again. He noticed the tone of Russell's voice was much more gentle, not like the rather flat tone he used with him earlier in mentioning "Eye Candy". Though when Niko blushed, and brushed some hair behind her ears, Sebastian raised an eye brow. "Interesting." He thought to himself. Though he didn't make any outward signs of noticing the gestures. Perhaps this trip would be good for everyone in ways that they couldn't see yet. <br><br>Sebastian put on his Kevlar helmet, and fastened the chin strap, a sign that they were going be leaving very soon. "Corporal, please Give Lady Niko any pertinent information that you think she may need. The Private, and I'll be outside waiting." Sebastian stated as he nodded to Jess to follow him before walking out of the study, and the front doors.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>24-07-2014, 16:40:58</strong>
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				Mitchell walked with the lieutenant outside and put her helmet back on. "This feels like something out of a comic book sometimes." The redhaired soldier said and adjusted her rifle strap for a moment before walking alongside Black for a few moments until the two stopped to wait for Russell and Niko to join them.<br><br>"It really messes me up to think on all this stuff...sometimes...you know we got orcs, elves, anime monster girls. What next? We gonna accidentally run over Slender Man in our Humvees?" she half joked but looked around with her eyes just to be sure and a hand instinctively railed again to the doll and rubbed it.<br><br>"For the record sir, if we do I say we frag him and then torch the remains. Its starting to seem like everything will be odd these days." She said and for a moment could have sworn she saw a metallic glint off in the hay fields far off in the distance, but when it disappeared she ignored it and thought it was probably a worker taking a nap with some metal or something similar.<br><br>"Also I saw a few girls before that looked like gorgons...medusas sir. Might be good to tell some of the boys not to look them in the eyes or else they will turn to stone." She said and felt internally like such a nerd for knowing all of this information.<br><br><br><br>Inside of the home Niko brushed herself off and smiled towards Russell. <em>'How much equipment or supplies will I be allowed to carry? Your horseless carriages look very powerful but I do not want to burden you anymore than I already am.'</em> She said, almost constantly apologetic.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-07-2014, 17:11:31</strong>
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				The Main reason that Sebastian wanted out of the house was that it was very richy, and felt stuffy to him. So as they exited, he took a breath of fresh air, and let it out slowly before they stopped a few meters outside the main entrance. He turned to look at Jess as she spoke, and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I can see where you're coming from. If you would told me a couple of months ago that I would be leading a recon team through a fantasy land with all these mythological creatures, I would have said you're nuts." He replied before he noticed that Jess was stroking that strange doll again. He shrugged it off. Everyone needed something, and if stroking that doll kept her in the right frame of mind. Who was he to tell her off? "Though, I think a lot of Gamers would appreciate us doing a hit, and run on old Slender. I never played that game, have you? I heard it was descent." Sebastian stated as he looked around. Most of the workers, and farmers were collecting their tools, and starting to make they're way to the homes.<br><br>Sebastian turned back to Jess, and wondered who got her so angry that she would recommend torching. Was it the Mayor, and how he treated his "Niece"? With his attention on the Private, Sebastian didn't see the GLint that caught her eye. He did a half turn when he noticed that she was looking at something, but turned back at her recommendation of the Gorgons. "True, very True. That is good thinking Mitchells." he said with a nod of appreciation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>24-07-2014, 17:19:00</strong>
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				She nodded and almost laughed at the mental image of the fearsome slender man running around while on fire screaming like a girl. <br><br>"So....air is nice." she said, attempting to make conversation as she waited for Russell and Niko to finish up. She watched a few of the locals farther away from the mayor's place. She watched some bunny girls walk on by carrying carrots in baskets and other vegetables. <br><br>'I wonder if they can't eat meat.' She pondered and adjusted her stance while watching a cart with elves move by, a few of them were dressed in ornate robes and she wondered if they were village elders or priests or doctors. <br><br>"No I never played the game, my little brother did though and I had to let him sleep in my bed after that." she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-07-2014, 17:42:27</strong>
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				"The air is nice. Reminds me of when I go to the Mountains, or the beach. It is just "Fresh"." Sebastian replied as he looked out over the fields, and saw the same group of Bunny girls carrying their Vegetables back home for Dinner. "I don't rightly know. It would make sense that they were vegetarian, but since their humanoid as well. They could indulge in some meats here, and there. We can ask Lady Niko later. The Wagon full of richly dressed Elves was also interesting, and made Sebastian wonder if there was a Caste system in play. Like the "Monsterkyn" were of a lower caste than Elves, and so forth. <br><br>By this time the sinking sun's rays were starting to bother Sebastian's eyes, so he pulled out a pair of sunglasses, and slipped them on. That helped to cut the glare quite a bit. "Wow, I bet that made sleeping at night interesting. Normally Horror games aren't my thing. Never could get into resident Evil, though I did like Dead Space. I was mostly into RPGs like Skyrim, and Final Fantasy. Though Star Ocean, and Fallout3 are a couple of great ones. I just loved the engrossing story, and the fact that it takes a LONG time to play the game. Made that 60 bucks a lot easier to swallow when I know that I can play that game for months, and not have done everything." He said with a soft chuckle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 20:33:16</strong>
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				Russell gave Niko an answering grin as she smiled back at him, struck by how cute she looked. Giving himself a mental shake he managed to bring his mind back into focusing on business. <em>"I'm glad to hear we're not making trouble for you,"</em> he told the elven girl. <em>"And I hope our new request isn't a problem either. My commander was wondering if we could purchase some fresh food now we're in a town, as we've been living on preserved trail food for a couple of weeks."</em> Russell grimaced in embarrassment, hoping that he'd managed to convey the idea of MRE's given his limited command of Gatespeak. <em>"The problem is that we don't have any money from this world - we have some from our world, but I don't think the local merchants would accept it. We have some trade goods that we could sell, but finding a merchant who will give us a decent price would be hard. If someone local could help us find the right merchant we'd be very grateful,"</em> he hinted.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>25-07-2014, 20:55:38</strong>
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				<em>'Neeeerrrrdddd.'</em> Jess found herself thinking and did nothing to hide the smile on her face as she listened to Black talk and talk, forgetting she herself was a nerd at times.<br><br>Inside Niko nodded and started to turn. 'Just one moment, I will get my things and then I will find a merchant. Meet me back at your vehicle.' She said and quickly went upstairs. When she was out of sight or Russell she moved into her room, She changed her outfit to that more suited to outdoors work.<br><br>Picking up one of her blades, a hard sword meant for monster hunting, and strapped it to her back. She instantly felt the weigh of it but straightened her back and carried it as if it were a bag of hay. She then grabbed her travel bag and placed in some maps and a few books with local information incase she needed some. One did not join the monster hunting guild and become ignorant.<br><br>When she was done She moved downstairs to see the humans were gone and made her way quickly to go find a merchant she trusted. An old rabbit woman with gray ears and who was usually seen with a cane, which she used to beat thieves if she caught them<br><br><br>Blade: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130309120124/elderscrolls/images/0/04/NordicSword.png)</div></div><br>Outfit: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.spooniart.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/trissl-175x300.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>26-07-2014, 01:17:59</strong>
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				Russell nodded. <em>"I'll see you soon,"</em> he told her as he turned to leave her uncle's house. Buckling on his helmet he took a long moment to savour the view of the swing of Niko's hips as she walked away. Abruptly he shook his head - he needed to focus on his mission rather than the delightful view.<em>Get your head back in the game, dammit!</em> Turning away he marched out of the mayor's house and caught sight of Sebastian and Jessica standing nearby, discussing various computer games as they waited for him. <em>Well, at least he's not full-blown otaku,</em> Russell thought wryly as he approached his commanding officer. "Sir, I spoke to Niko and she's willing to trade stuff on our behalf," he told Lt Black. "She knows some merchants who will give us good prices, and she said she'd meet us back at the vehicles in the town square. I sure hope we've got some extra goods they're willing to buy, or we're going to look like a bunch of morons."
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>26-07-2014, 01:41:57</strong>
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				Jess followed along with the others as they moved back to the vehicles were a small crowd had gathered, inspecting the newcomers and some children even poking the soldiers or touching the vehicles tires.<br><br>"I'm pretty sure we can just sell them random things and they will buy it at a high price." She said and for a moment turned to look at some children running by when she bumped into an orc of all things. <br><br><em>'Hello there pretty elf.'</em> The large beer bellied orc said with a smile and a foul scent about him.<br><br>Jess ignored him and moved past. Her instincts screamed to shoot the orc but her training made her obey the RoE, he had done nothing hostile so she couldn't hurt him.<br><br><em>'Am I not good enough for you!? Half breed bitch!" </em> The orc shouted and a few parents covered the ears of their children, mumbling about something or other.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-07-2014, 02:09:36</strong>
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				When Russell stepped out of the manor, Black looked over, and nodded. "Are we ready?" He asked. Listening to Russell update on the fact that Niko was willing to help mediate bartering with some local merchants, Black smiled. "Very good. lets go and see what we can spare." he said as he led them down the path back to the village square. As they were walking Sebastian turned to Jess as she mentioned just giving away random things. "yeah, but we have to be careful as well. These first impressions can go a long way." He explained. Though he noticed that Jess was distracted, and before he could do anything walked right into large orc. Sebastian had to check himself from reaching for his own weapon as well. Though as Jess moved past him, and he called out to her in a tone that was unmistakably an insult. Sebastian stopped, and turned to the orc. He put his hands together, and bowed submissively. "I'm so sorry for my Subornate's rudeness. I promise she'll be severely punished." he said before he turned to Jess. However the way he turned drove the buttstock of his Carbine into the Orc's oversized Gut. The Orc doubled over as it looked like Sebastian was going to verbally chastise Jess. Though the moment the Orc doubled over, Sebastian acted shocked, and ashamed. "My Goodness! How clumsy of me. Here, let me help you!" He insisted, though as he turned once more. the Butt stock struck the orc in the side of his head. Knocking him to the ground unconscious. To everyone around, it looked like Sebastian was extremely clumsy. Some of the Children were laughing as well as a couple of the Adults. Sebastian looked ashamed, "Did I do that?" he asked, though the smug tug at the corner of his mouth spoke a different tune. Revealing that it was all intentional. He wouldn't stand for anyone of his men, and women being insulted.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>26-07-2014, 02:42:38</strong>
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				The crowd actually began laughing of all things and the Orc limped away in shame, grumbling insults and curses in nothing but pure hate and in the tone of injured pride and shame. <br><br>The crowd laughed and a few even applauded as if it were a show. he crowd began to part ways though as Niko showed up with an old rabbit woman whose ears were tied back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>27-07-2014, 19:37:25</strong>
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				The walk back from the mayor's house to the Humvees and Stryker was short and uneventful, and Russell relaxed as he chatted with Jessie. As they approached the vehicles he grinned as he saw a number of beast-kyn gathered around, looking curiously at the camouflage-clad soldiers and the horseless carriages. The Marine's blue eyes widened and he grinned in appreciation as he watched a cat-girl who looked in her early twenties, her dress tightening across her backside as she bent over to pull back a toddler of the same species from touching one of the Humvees' rear fenders. <em>The only thing kids are more likely to do than touch something unfamiliar is put it in their mouth,</em> he noted whimsically. As the cat-girl straightened up his gaze drifted away to check on his teammates.<br><br>Any trace of mirth vanished from Russell's face to be replaced by an angry scowl and his blue eyes burned with barely-checked fury as the orc leered at Jessie who had accidentally bumped into his. The Marine's grip tightened around the forestock of the M-249 and he took a step towards the orc even as he fought to keep his temper in check - he'd fought during the gate invasion of San Francisco and had killed many orcs in the house-to-house fighting, and had seen what they had done to many of their captives. The young Marine glanced around the nearby crowd to look for any possible allies the orc might have nearby, but a single look around didn't reveal any orcs in the crowd near the one yelling abuse at Jess. As Russell strode towards the orc with mayhem on his mind Lt Black moved in and almost negligently slammed the butt of his rifle into the pig-faced lout's gut. What surprised the Marine was that the Army lieutenant had executed his attacks in such a way as to make it seem as though he had merely tripped over his own feet. To someone unfamiliar with hand-to-hand combat it would have looked like an accident but Russell had seen the deliberate way in which Black had moved and struck. <em>Looks like the butter-bar's got some good moves,</em> he thought as he took a deep breath, reining in the adrenaline rush as he watched for any potential trouble.<br><br>What Russell did catch sight of was Niko and an elderly rabbit-woman approaching the 13th Recon Group's vehicles. Waving his arm to attract her attention he called out to her. <em>"Lady Niko!"</em> he exclaimed, beckoning her over. Once the elfmaid had moved to meet him Russell gave her a charming smile <em>"It's good to see you again,"</em> he said truthfully. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>27-07-2014, 22:29:03</strong>
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				Niko smiled and waved back towards Russell as she led the old rabbit by her hand towards the humans. The old one rubbed her eyes and examined them all with careful looks. <br><br><em><em>'What goods would they have to trade with me?</em>' </em> She asked before leaning towards Niko and whispering. 'You were right Niko, he is quite handsome.' She said and Niko shook her head with a blush.<br><br><br><br><em>(OOC:would it be alright if we skip ahead slightly so that another player has the chance to join?)</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-07-2014, 03:34:07</strong>
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				Sebastian authorized the trade of some green Chem-lights as well as a box of MREs (Including explaining how they worked), and some rain ponchos to the rabbit to which she was actually quite excited. the Chem-lights being the most popular as Sebastian demonstrated one. As he snapped hte plastic tube, and shook it. The crowd leaned in, and watched as it glowed a soft green. They were amazed, even more so since Sebastian was holding it without it burning him. He bent down, and handed it to a child, the same cat-child that Russel saw earlier. The child laughed, and danced with her newest treasure, and showed it to everyone. Once more, Sebastian explained there only temporary. Even as the trade was done, the beast-kyn were gathering around the Rabbit to purchase the strange wares. Sebastian could see the gleam in the rabbit's eyes. "Capitalism at work." He chuckled. Though the food that was received for the trade would certainly be much more welcomed than the MREs they've been eating so far.&nbsp; <br><br>The group would ride out to a hill about 300m just outside the town. Sebastian had Niko ride with Russell, and Jess riding Turret on the lead humvee. Once there, A quick camp was made up. "I'm going to contact HQ, and notify them of our situation. Jess, Russ, please be so kind as to pass out the food we got. I'm sure the others are quite hungry." Sebastian stated before he stepped into the back of the Stryker to use its Radio equipment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>28-07-2014, 18:06:11</strong>
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				The whole situation was humorous to Jess as she watched something so simple be treated like magic to them. The Rabbit woman was making a bundle and told Niko to tell her new friends they were welcome to marry any of her 12 daughters if they so pleased. Which Niko blushingly relayed to the Humans. <br><br>By the end of the rush the old rabbit had made enough money to hand over one bag of gold and one bag of silver coins to the 13th Recon. While she kept seven other bags of the same contents along with some copper coins. With such they managed to buy some local fruits and some elf bread, which tasted amazingly sweet while being hard like French bread.<br><br>Jess sat with the others after passing out the food while Niko was seated next to Russell, playing with a chem-light in her hands and trying to guess what it was.<br><br><em>'Its dragons blood. It must be.'</em> She said outloud and looked to Russell to see if her guess was right.<br><br>While Sebastian was checking the radio frequencies to reach command he caught faint bits and pieces of other units out there, some in combat while others scanning and making contact. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-07-2014, 19:08:49</strong>
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				"Whew! Busy, busy, Busy. Everyone is so busy" Sebastian mused as he scanned the frequencies to get the right one for HQ. Though it was taking more than he would have liked. "Damn it. Why do they have to insist on changing it every day? Shit, it gets frustrating." He grumbled as he flipped through the frequency book. "Fuck, if my cell phone was working I would have phoned that cutie in the Admin Building directly for the report." he mused before he found it. "ah, ha. There you are." He declared. Calling in the fuel supply request, and updating the Higher ups went as well as a root canal, but at least Sebastian was able to get them their fuel. Though he was told another was going to be joining their team, a Russian by the sounds of it. "Understood, Over, and out." Sebastian said as he reset the radio. <br><br>Before Stepping out of the STRYKER, he did something he liked to for his troops. He rigged up his iPod to the STRYKER's PA system, and pressed play. Soon soft music could be heard over the small makeshift camp. Sebastian hoped that this will lift the others spirits, and improve Moral. Stepping out of the STRKER, he approached the others. "Got the word, and yes. we're getting fuel drop in the morning. Also, HQ is assigning another to us, a Russian from what I understand. Can't wait the meet him." Sebastian stated as he sat down, and took some of the bread, and fruit. Taking a bite out of the bread, his eyes grew wide. "This taste like that King's Hawaiian Sweet bread my Ma likes to serve at Thanksgiving." he observed before taking a bite of the fruit. "Oh, Corporal, We're going to have people on watch tonight. I'll take a Double shift so that everyone else can get a bit more sleep." Sebastian stated. "Though, Can you believe that Merchant offered any one of her twelve daughters to us? That surprised the hell outta me." Sebastian laughed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>29-07-2014, 22:23:15</strong>
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				"I'm just surprised she can still walk after twelve daughters....I guess its true what they say about bunny rabbits" Jess said and bit hard into some of the bread they bought. It wasn't really to her liking but she liked the sensation of the bread crunching in her teeth as she ate. <br><br>A few laughed at Jess's joke while others simply sighed, wishing they had a chance to take her up on such an offer. "Careful boys, there are no condoms in this age, you might catch something." someone else said and at least one soldier crossed his legs after receiving a horrible mental image.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 17:15:26</strong>
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				Russell smiled as Niko approached the Humvees, leading an elderly rabbit-woman who she seemed to know quite well. As Lt Black began offering various goods to the rabbit-woman Russell was kept busy for a while translating between his commander and the beast-kyn trader, and then they started demonstrating their wares to the gathered crowd. Gasps and exclamations of surprise filled the village square as Sebastian broke a chemlight, the green glow shining in the evening gloom, and the young Marine had to struggle to keep pace with the rapid-fire questions directed at the lieutenant. Lt Black passed the chemlight to a little cat-child, and Russell couldn't keep from grinning as the toddler ran around brandishing her new treasure. Explaining about the MREs the team carried strained his Gatespeak vocabulary to the limit, but they had no trouble selling some of their spare rations. But what really caught Russell by surprise was the demand for the team's rainproof ponchos. He certainly wasn't complaining and, if the gleam in her eye was any hint, neither was the elderly rabbit-woman who was making money hand over fist.<br><br>It was full dark by the time the impromptu trade fair had finished and the elderly woman handed over a pair of coin bags over to the team. After purchasing some fruit and bread that Niko insisted was elven the Americans loaded up into their vehicles, waving goodbye to the elderly trader and several townsfolk who had stayed in the square. The rabbit-woman made a comment to Niko that had the elf blushing and Russell doubting his ears. <em>Did she just...</em> he began, letting his voice trail off as he looked at the elf. When Niko nodded and repeated her friend's offer of marriage Russell blinked in surprise. Then he grinned enthusiastically. <em>"Niko, is one of her daughters Rana, the rabbit-girl maid that met us at your uncle's house? Because if that's the case your friend might find someone willing to take her up on her offer,"</em> he commented, glancing at Lt Black as the Humvees peeled out of the town.<br><br>The 13th Recon set up camp a few hundred metres outside the town, far enough away to keep from getting in the townsfolk's way but close enough that they weren't stuck out in the boonies. The soldiers of the 13th quickly checked out the clearing in which the vehicles were parked, making sure there were no branches which could drop on them in the middle of the night or animal tracks to indicate that they might be joined by unwanted visitors. Russell nodded in silent approval as a couple of Marines dug out shallow foxholes a little outside the camp, where the sentries could belly down and take cover for their duty shift, while a couple of other soldiers set up the small stoves included in their MRE packs and began brewing up coffee. Once everyone had settled down Russell and Jessica moved through the group, passing out the fruit and elven bread that they had purchased in the town, but the blue eyed Marine had another duty in mind. As he distributed the fresh food he spoke quietly with each of his fellow Americans, warning them to keep alert and careful while on guard duty.<br><br>Russell snared a cup of coffee from one of the Army troopers then pulled a bottle of water from the trunk of the Humvee in which he rode, before heading back to join Niko. The elven woman toyed curiously with a chemlight, the green light illuminating her face with a radiance that made her look positively ethereal. The machinegunner watched her for a long moment, admiring her pale hair and high cheekbones, and once again was struck by how beautiful he was. While he might have been snarky towards Lt Black about his open admiration of the beast-kyn maids at Namos' villa Russell Davis had to admit that he was an ardent admirer of the female form - or to put it bluntly, while he was a poon hound he wasn't a sleazebag. Niko was in no way unattractive and he spent several long moments watching her as she played with the light in her hands. When she looked up at him and asked if the chemlights' secret was that they contained dragon's blood Russell barely kept himself from spitting out a mouthful of coffee in shock. But the expression on Niko's face was perfectly honest and she clearly regarded it as a serious question. The handsome young Marine set down his coffee, opened the bottle of water and passed it to her as he shepherded his thoughts into order.<br><br><em>"Niko,"</em> he began, <em>"in my world there aren't any dragons. They only exist in stories for children. But then again, so did orcs and elves."</em> Russell grimaced suddenly. <em>"And then the gates opened, and armies of orcs and dark elves marched into our world looking to kill and conquer. Now we know of the existence of this world my people have to take a long hard look at what's real and what isn't. That's why scout teams like us were sent out. Part of it was to make friends, but part of it was to see who or what else might come through the gates."</em> His mouth narrowed to a determined line. "<em>And to be ready for them the next time they come through."</em> Russell's eyes flickered down to the cup of coffee in his hands, but the look in his eyes made it clear that he wasn't seeing the beverage he held. "Semper fidelis," he murmured, not bothering to translate the Marine Corps creed for Niko's benefit. <br><br>The sound of music flowing from the Stryker's sound system made the Marine's head snap up like a hound which had caught a scent. Russell gritted his teeth in irritation but kept silent as Sebastian stepped out of the armoured vehicle and advised him that the higher-ups had organised a fuel delivery by helicopter in the morning. However the news that another member would be joining the team, and a Russian at that, caught him by surprise. The effort to secure the gates had been coordinated by the United Nations, but the individual teams had each been a single nationality to encourage internal cohesion. Now, however, it looked like politics was rearing it's ugly head "So what's the Ruskie joining us for, Lieutenant?" Russell enquired. "Is he some diplomat that's been added now the mission is going up a level and we're dealing with local royalty?" <br><br>When Sebastian advised that he would be pulling a double shift on guard duty, however, the Marine corporal decided enough was enough. Setting down his empty coffee mug he walked over to Lt Black, standing quite close as he addressed him in a quiet voice. "Sir," he began, "you pulling a double shift standing sentry is not the best idea. Your job is to command, not to just be another grunt with an M-4 in hand. Plus with this Ruskie showing up tomorrow that means you'll be the one who has to keep him reined in, and that means you're gonna need to be well-rested. Now, I've had words with the guys who are going to be on the perimeter tonight, and told them to be easy on the trigger. We made a good impression with the locals earlier, and the last thing we want to do is deep-six that good work by giving some local snooping around the perimeter a couple of five-five-six souvenirs in the chest." The Marine straightened up and regarded the Army lieutenant carefully. "Sir, our job is to do the grunt work around here Your job is to make sure you're well-rested for tomorrow."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 19:56:45</strong>
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				Jess was quite right in her jest to the other males of the group about the potential of catching something. Human history was littered with instances of cross contamination. One of the most notable was the Small Pox Plague that decimated Indian populations around the time of Christopher Columbus"s Discovery of the Islands of the Caribbean. There was extensive battery of blood tests done upon the invading Orcs, Dark elves, and spiders to see what possible communicable diseases they may have introduced into the world. Also, before the Recon groups were allowed to leave the base, they were subjected to a lot of injections for possible contact of any viral, or bacterial pathogens that they may encounter in this new world. Sebastian could only imagine the blood work everyone in his group will have to endure when they returned to the base once the mission was completed. " Private Mitchell is Correct. Exercise sound judgement in choosing your partner. While you may not contract something from him, or her. You may, unwittingly, give them something." Sebastian stated as he sipped some water. He never did pick up the taste for coffee, and usually just drank a lot of water. He let the tepid water swished in his mouth before swallowing it. <br><br>Lt. Black turned, and looked at Russell when he asked about the newcomer, and whether or not they were going to be the diplomat to speak with the King. "No. We're suppose to call in once we reached the capitol. HQ doesn't want to endanger an "Important Asset" in the field overly long." Sebastian stated before he took another bite of his food. "From what I'm gathering this person is a Sniper, with EOD training." He explained, though he still didn't have the full story, and most likely won't until the Person arrived. Though it quickly became apparent that something was bothering The Corporal most of the night, and it appeared that something, or rather someone, was Sebastian. <br><br>Sebastian looked up from where he was sitting when he saw Russell shoot to his feet, and quickly make his way over. As he spoke to Black, He wasn't liking what the corporal was insinuating with that "Five Five Six Souvenir" comment. However, Black did take in consideration that Russel was keeping his tone low, and civil, so Black will do the same. "Your point is taken, Corporal. I'll reconsider Watch detail, and leave it to the Sargent." Sebastian replied.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>31-07-2014, 19:53:21</strong>
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				They laughted at him. They <em>LAUGHED</em> at him. Anger, and humiliation seethed, and swirled with in his soul as he clutched his rib cage from where that strange half-elf struck him in his distended gut. He growled as he made his way from the Town where he was suppose to talk with the Guild leaders and see what fees were to be paid to do business within the town. So far, the meetingS were going good, and he was happy to be able to report his success to the Caravan boss. However, he was bumped into by that rude Half-Elf bitch. Damn Bitch didn't have the manners to apologizes. He snarled and growled as the precieved offenses stacked themselves, but he couldn't acknowledge the slights that he perpetrated that led to his Humiliation. <br><br>Thor'Cha was the Caravan's Messenger to the Guilds of the town. To talk, and find out what was needed to be able to bring the caravan into the town, and sell the wears. He was part of a race of Orcs that try to lead peaceful lives, but they still had the more volatile temperaments of their more warlike cousins. They were quickly to anger, or offense at the slightest provocation. <br><br>He would reach the caravan camp just after dark. The others were eager to find out if the meetings were successful. Dor'lan was waiting for him. He was tall, 8+ feet, and muscular. He had sharp eyes. "Thor'Cha, what took you so long?" He demanded to know. "I was assaulted by these strangely clad Half-elves!" Thor'Cha stated. "Assaulted!? Why!? HOW!?" The Large Orc demanded to know. "I was living the Guild Hall when one of those Half-elves bumped into me, A female. I asked politely for an apology, but she ignored me. When I demanded one, another, a male came in, and beat me with his strange looking club. the village laughed at my pain." He said. Conveniently leaving out that he was being rude, and crass to the Female.<br><br>Dor'lan let out a snarl. "How dare they!" He bellowed. "You two, search the town, and see if they're still around. If so waht Inn they're in. If they're as truly garbed in strange clothes, Then they should be easy to find." Dor'Lan stated. Two of the smaller orcs nodded before disappearing into the night. However, something about "Strange Garb" was sticking in Dor'lan's mind. His rubbed his strong chin. Recently, there has been rumors circulating the caravans of elf looking people with strange garb, and horseless carriages. The Rumors state that any force that goes against them is doomed to die horribly. He dismissed that quickly. There was not a race like that in all of this world. <br><br>It would be an hour before the two would return. "They're not in the town, but it would appear they're camped out on a hill on the far side of the town. There isn't many of them about ten, or so." The Scouts reported. "Good, we'll stain the grass red with their blood for the offense they done us!" Dor'Lan decreed. From all along the caraven 50 orcs drew long crude swords. "We'll attack them at Dawn. We don't want to be Dishonorable." Dor'Lan stated as he started to move the group around the town to where the others were camped.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>31-07-2014, 20:52:40</strong>
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				Jess suddenly sneezed loudly and rubbed her nose. "ugh, someone must be talking about me." She said, mentioning the old wives tale as she prepared to go to sleep before her turn to watch. She smiled up at the sky and the endless sea of stars. She could see patterns but couldn't really make them out and made a mental note to see if Niko knew of any constellations before sleep took her and the sandman led her to her dreams.<br><br>Niko sat next to Russell, slowly getting tired. She used her bag to held her remain sitting upright as she kept her sword between her legs in its sheath. She started to mumble in her sleep as she felt comfortable alongside Russell and thought to herself she would rest her eyes for just a moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>01-08-2014, 21:50:07</strong>
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				Russell nodded at Lt Black's reply. "Sir, I appreciate that you want to stick by the grunts in your unit," he said quietly. "The last thing a unit needs is a CO who's a buddy-fucker willing to screw over his own troops. But your job is to command, and our job is to do the grunt work. We trust you to do your job, Lieutenant. Just trust us to do ours, okay?" he requested. <br><br>Once he had finished talking with his commander Russell made his way back to the Humvee where he had been talking with Niko. A slight smile crossed his face when he saw the blonde elf was dozing, wrapped in a sleeping bag of different manufacture than the ones used by the Americans. The elf-maid mumbled something the blue-eyed Marine couldn't discern as she snuggled down, and his grin broadened. <em>She's so cute,</em> he mused as he watched her for a long moment. <em>The night's getting chilly, and she could use some help staying warm - no, no, bad Russ!</em> he admonished himself sharply. <em>Mind out of the gutter, and back in the zone!</em> Shaking his head sharply Russell turned and made his way to his own sleeping bag, doing his best to remain focused on the team's current situation. <em>Someone could have heard our engines as we made our way out of the village, and tracked us here. We've gotta remain on guard in case they're not friendly.</em> As he set aside his M-249 and unzipped his sleeping bag the young soldier glanced back at Niko. His sleeping bag was the closest to hers, just in case she woke up during the night and needed to speak to someone, but it was still far enough away that she wouldn't feel crowded or threatened. And while Russell Davis had bunked down countless times in field exercises in military sleeping bags just like the one he had been issued for this mission, and he knew how warm it could be on chilly nights he couldn't help glancing back at Niko and contemplating just how much warmer it could be...<br><br>* * * * * * <br><br>It was about half an hour before dawn when the first signs of trouble appeared.<br><br>Russell was hunkered down in a foxhole that had been dug out for sentry duty when the 13th Recon had first set up camp, keeping watch over the western approaches to the camp. His M-249 was set out before him, bipod already set and a two-hundred round ammo drum fastened to the weapon, and the young Marine was vigilant. The AN/PVS-7 night vision goggles he wore made the predawn darkness seem as well lit as broad daylight despite playing hell on the depth perception. Still they had proven a great advantage in many of humanity's wars on Earth - <br><br><em>Movement!</em><br><br>The Marine's ice-blue eyes narrowed as he focused his attention on one particular region of forest, sure that he had seen something moving among the trees. Right now was a perfect time for infiltrators to attempt to sneak up close to the recon team's perimeter, and it was pretty unlikely that they would have friendly intentions towards the Americans. <em>Although maybe I'm just being -</em><br><br>Russell bit back a curse as he caught sight of movement again, and this time he managed to spot the figure in question It was tall, bipedal and broad-shouldered, and while he couldn't make out details through the NVGs the way it moved told him it was trying to remain stealthy. Panning his view along the treeline he caught sight of several more figures, and even more came into sight as he watched. <br><br><em>Well, shit.</em><br><br>The machinegunner looked to his right to the sentry guarding his flank, an Army private named Tanner. Giving a low hiss to attract Tanner's attention&nbsp; he pointed towards the new arrivals, watching as Tanner peered in their direction then turn back to him. The Army soldier held his index finger and thumb in a circle around his eye, then held out his open hand palm-up. <em>Enemies - question?</em> In reply Russell pointed his index finger at himself, then made a walking motion with his index and middle fingers before finally curling his thumb and pinky together before pressing his remaining three fingers against his shoulder. <em>Me - go to - commander.</em> As soon as Tanner gave him a thumbs-up and turned back to watch the treeline, his M-16/M-203 assault rifle/grenade launcher pulled tight into his shoulder the Marine slithered back out of the foxhole. He left his M-249 behind as he remained low, putting some distance between him and the sentry line before he stood up. As he walked quickly back to the main camp Russell stripped off his NVGs, as false dawn was beginning to lighten the sky. Now that it was becoming light enough to see unaided he didn't want the fragile optics anywhere near his eyes, especially when combat might be around the corner.<br><br>Moving quickly but quietly he made his way to Lt Black's sleeping bag, before reaching out and tapping the sleeping officer's shoulder. "Lieutenant," he murmured in a soft voice, "we need you on your feet. We got a dozen contacts on the western perimeter, " he reported grimly. "Possible hostiles, and they're trying to be sneaky. Orders, sir?"<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-08-2014, 22:39:51</strong>
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				The Orcs continued to move through the trees, trying to remain unseen, or heard. They didn't want to alert the strange Elves before the attack. However, they were completely unaware of the fact that they were indeed alerted. Dor'lan growled low, urging his brethern forward, and prepare. He eagerly awaited the dawn. He'll show these Strange Elves that his Clan was not to be mocked.<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Sebastian was sleeping soundly in his sleeping bag. The sling of his carbine was wrapped around his right arm so the rifle couldn't be taken from him. His breathing was soft, he didn't make any noise. As Russell knelt beside him, and tapped him. Sebastian's eyes popped open, and he looked at the Corporal. Listening to him, Sebastian nodded, indicating that he indeed understand. "Get everyone else up quietly, build up the defense along their path of attack. ROE prevents us from attacking first. Make sure everyone understands that firing is prohibited until clear Hostile intent is displayed." Sebastian stated as he easily sat up in his bag. his Arm slithering out of his Sling, and gripped his rifle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>01-08-2014, 23:40:25</strong>
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				Niko's ears twitched as her large ears picked up the faintest sounds of boots crunching on grass. She grabbed her blade and slowly started to pull it out of the sheath. Her eyes trailed all around as she scanned for the creature or creatures getting closer to the group. she could see Russell was already awake and trying to wake the others. <br><br>She slowly crouched down and pulled the blade out, her horse like ears twitching as the picked up noise and focused some of it coming from where Jess was sleeping. She crawled towards Jess and started shaking her, trying to wake her up as the noise got closer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>02-08-2014, 13:54:16</strong>
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				Russell moved through the camp, quietly awakening the other soldiers of the 13th Recon Group and directing them to the western perimeter. He hoped that he would have enough time to awaken the rest of the team before the infiltrators arrived, but that depended on - <br><br>And as he rounded the corner of the Humvee he saw a crouching figure with a blade in its hand stalking towards Jessie Mitchells.<br><br><em>Shit!</em> Russell's hand flashed to the combat knife sheathed upside down on his combat webbing, yanking it free in a swift motion and lunging forward, only to force himself to a halt a moment later when he recognised the person holding the blade. <em>"Dammit, don't scare me like that!"</em> he hissed at Niko in Gatespeak, glaring at the elven girl before pointedly glaring at the sword in her hand. Reaching out he roughly shook Jessie by the shoulder. "On your feet, Mitchells," he growled in her ear. "Stop your grinnin' and grab your linen." Once the redhead had rolled out of her sleeping bag Russell waited until she had picked up her rifle before giving her orders. "We've got potential hostiles coming in on the western perimeter, but you're staying here to protect Lady Niko," Russell growled. "We need a backup option in case they flank us, and you're it. She goes somewhere, you follow her. You get me, Mitchells?" Once the Army private had responded the Marine turned to look at the elf. <em>"Lady Niko, people are trying to sneak up on us from the west,"</em> he told her in a quiet but urgent voice. <em>"We don't know if they're friends or enemies, so stay here. Jessie will be here to protect you, so you'll be safe,"</em> he promised. <br><br>By the time he headed back to his foxhole on the western perimeter Russell had quietly alerted the entire 13th Recon to the potential threat. As he slid into position behind his M-249 and snugged the weapon's stock against his shoulder the young man noticed that other soldiers had moved into position alongside him. <em>We're ready and waiting,</em> he thought as he gazed through the M-249's iron sights, his eyes picking out where the intruders had hunkered down. <em>You want to come up here and get us? The hall's set up, the orchestra's ready and the music is ready to play...<br><br>Let's dance, motherfuckers.</em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>02-08-2014, 17:38:49</strong>
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				Jessie, still working off the adrenaline rush from being woken was clenching her hands around her rifle as she looked around for wherever the trouble was coming from. In this light the dark leathery skin of the orcs made it difficult to really see where they were coming from. <br><br>Niko tapped Jessie on the shoulder and pointed the tip of her blade where she noticed some orcs.<br><br><em>'Orkeshi.'</em> Niko said and watched Jess flick her rifle to a three round burst mode and aim it slowly as a foul smell hit her nose, seems the orcs did not believe in bathing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-08-2014, 19:00:06</strong>
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				It was approximately 0400hrs at Gate Base Sigma, the North American Gate base. The construction has been continuing for a while to make this an established base, but there is still so much to do. At the moment, the only kind of air assets that can be launched were Rotatory wing craft, or those that were VTOL capable. On the tarmac, two MH-6 "Little Bird" Choppers were idling as they waked for the V-22 Osprey to take off. The Last of the supplies were being loaded onto the Ospery. Food, and fuel for the 13th Recon group. The Osprey was also waiting on its passengers that were also in route to the 13th. The Pilots were nervous about one of the passengers, but didn't say anything so they could look as professional as humanly possible. <br><br>Once everything was secured, The Ramps were raised as the three ships rose up into the pre-dawn sky. The Ospery's propellers swiveling into flight mood.<br><br>Osprey:<br>(http://www.military-today.com/helicopters/bellboeing_v_22_osprey.jpg)<br><br>MH-6 "Little Bird"<br>(http://previewcf.turbosquid.com/Preview/2014/07/10__12_04_48/Little_Bird_MH_6_Door_Gunship_V6_Primary.jpgc0b2fe97-bb20-4031-8b92-ab4eb5af623eLarge.jpg)<br>==========================================<br><br>Back at the Hill, the 13th was ready for anything the orcs could throw at them. However, they didn't come. It was perplexing as Sebastian peered at the wood line. Though, that would all change the moment the first rays of the sun crested over the horizon. It was then that a roaring howl came from the woodline as the Orcs started to charge up the Hill. Their swords, axes, and hammers waving as they charged up at the 13th Recon unit. Sebastian's eyes hardened as he watched the Orcs charge up the hill. A couple of the soldiers waited for him to give the order. Raising his hand, he could almost feel everyone tensing up as they shouldered their rifles. "FIRE!" He ordered. All at once the entire line began to erupt in Rifle Fire. From the Humvee turrets, the Gunners opened fired with their machine guns. The Bullets quickly ripping into the Orc Charge. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>02-08-2014, 19:53:50</strong>
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				One of the two passengers on the Osprey was a rather large fellow clearly of Russian descent He had a case sitting at his feet that contained his rifle. He was looking out the window not paying much attention to the other passengers in the transport. This man was Corporal Lev Udarnik and he was a sniper and demolitions expert. He had been surprised when he had received the transfer order to go to the 13th recon squadron on the other side of the gate but at the same time he had been somewhat excited as it meant he would have new prey to hunt.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://cryptomundo.com/wp-content/uploads/588646-willem-dafoe-brisbane.jpg)<br><br>(http://www.eastbayexpress.com/imager/b/magnum/3184757/b86e/mg_movies1_3429.jpg)</div></div><br>The other occupant of the craft was a slender yet fairly tall and well endowed woman wearing a German officers uniform. This woman was General Estelle Von Ludendorff granddaughter of German General Erich Von Ludendorff. She had an amused smile etched on her lips as she waited for this trip to get underway. Her interest was more in the world she was now in more than anything. She had taken great interest in the world beyond the gate and had volunteered to play inspector to the forces that were in the new world. What she liked about the job of inspector was that it would allow her to be the first to see the data collected by the recon units. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i39.servimg.com/u/f39/12/03/45/77/esdeat11.png) (http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=179&amp;u=12034577)</div></div>(OOC: The character as I'm using her has dark brown hair)
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>02-08-2014, 22:31:54</strong>
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				Niko yelped and screamed when she heard the gunfire, having not expected the gunshots and held her ears. The noise only got worse as she saw Jess fire her boom stick and create such horrible noise as one Orc with an axe charged forth, his mouth wide open as he roared out swinging his blade through the air and lifting it high with the intention of chopping the little half breeds apart. <br><br>Right before Jess opened up with two bursts into the Orc's stomach, its dark red blood spurted out of its round belly and its war cry changed to the pain shrieks of a pig being gutted. The orc fell over, shouting in pain as he held his stomach.<br><br><em>"What sorcery is this!?" </em> It screamed while his body and stomach was in so much pain with the remnants of four bullets inside of him. The other two having passed through and through. Jessie fired a third burst into the Orc's head and mercifully put an end to his pain, before another one came out of nowhere and slammed her to the ground with his boot. But the Orc soon fell back when Niko shoved her blade through the orc's heart and pulled it back out, turning her whole body in a deadly dance and slicing the orc's arms off before taking off its head.<br><br>"Thanks." Jessie said, firing one more burst at an Orc running to another soldier before dropping the nearly empty magazine and slapping in a new one. <br><br>"Tap, Rack, Bang!" She shouted, repeating the rhyme she had learned as she fired two more bursts but missed both as the orcs where panicking now. Niko held up her sword and in a shocking move, swung it twice and knocked two arrows out that had been fired at her, Jess caught the move and ducked onto one knee, firing a burst into the area where the arrows had come from.<br><br>"I think were surrounded!" She yelledout.<br><br>"We're going out like general custer!" Someone else yelled out as the orcs seemed to almost be moving around them in constant circles.<br><br>The orcs were getting closer though, it was hard to tell where they where since now the Humans were fighting the orcs on their own home turf and they blended in much better than expected. But they were loud when they moved and they made big targets when one did catch sight of them.<br><br>(OOC: Welcome to the club Pen.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>03-08-2014, 04:44:29</strong>
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				As soon as the Lieutenant gave the order to fire Russell gently squeezed the M-249's trigger, holding it back and raking the SAW's barrel back and forth. The M-249 had a cyclic rate of fire of 725 rounds per minute and could empty a two hundred round belt downrange in just over sixteen seconds. And that is exactly what Russell Davis did, sweeping the stream of 5.56mm rounds across the fire zone. Bark and wood splinters flew from trees, leaves were shredded and orcs screamed in agony as bullets tore through the orcish line of advance. As his weapon fell silent Russell unhooked the empty ammo drum and hooked another to the M-249. Popping the feed cover open he slapped the belt of ammo into position, then slapped the feed cover shut and yanked back the charging handle to chamber a new round.<br><br>With the M-249 reloaded Russell began searching for new targets. Spotting an orc charging up the hill with a broadsword in its hand the young Marine focused and put half a dozen rounds through his target's chest. "Target down," he murmured as the orc collapsed, dark red blood oozing from its chest. Russell's eyes narrowed as he caught sight of a pair of orcs with battleaxes in hand running through the trees, trying to outflank the defensive line instead of simply charging into the American guns. <em>Should have known they couldn't stay stupid forever,</em> he thought grimly as he slewed the M-249 around. Twenty rounds of 5.56mm brought both the orcs down, with one thrashing and screaming while the other sprawled in a lifeless heap. "Tanner, Delaney, watch the flank!" Russell yelled as he pumped a three-round burst through the wounded orc's head.<br><br>"Roger that!" Tanner acknowledged as the M-203 grenade launcher attached to his assault rifle coughed, sending a grenade into the treeline. "You'd think they'd get tired of charging straight at us and getting killed!"<br><br>"I hope not!" Russell replied harshly as he cut down another orc with another burst of gunfire. "Because I'm not getting tired of killing them...."<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>03-08-2014, 05:47:29</strong>
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				Niko swung her blade in the air and constantly blocked arrow after arrow that came towards JEss as she used her weapon to kill them from a distance. 'Such powerful tools, im glad they are friendly.' Niko thought, panting and sweating from blocking so many arrows.<br><br>"Watch the Flan-" Franco, the radioman, yelled before being bashed in the face by an Orc The orc then grabbed the soldier and held him up like a human shield.<br><br>"Fuck!" Jess yelled and aimed at the two, not sure what to do. Niko was right next to her with her sword up and her eyes focused.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-08-2014, 06:17:32</strong>
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				Yes they had superior Technology, but <em>They</em> had superior Numbers, and Physicality on their side. Sebastian was kneeling, and trying to take clean shots. He hated wasting ammo. He was managing to help keep most of them at bay. The Distinct chatter of their weapons echoing in the surrounding area, and even waking up those in the town that weren't already up, and making their way to the fields. "Keep it up!" Sebastian called to his Soldiers. He couldn't think of anything else to say to encourage his men. That was until he heard the distinct thumping of Helicopter Rotors. His spirits soared. "Sargent! Get Franco to contact those birds. We need Air cover, Stat!" Sebastian called out. "No Go, El-Tee! Franco's got done in by one of them slimy bastards!" Sargent Green called back. "Shit!" Sebastian hissed as he quickly moved back to the radio gear in the STRYKER. The Large Ma-Deuce on top adding to the Killing by ripping through the Orcs. Any armor they had on was nothing to the Half-inch Diameter rounds. "Incoming Birds, this is Lt. Black of 13th Recon. The LZ is Hot! Repeat. The LZ is Hot! we're currently engaged by Orc Raiders! Can you assist?" Sebastian called out. "This is BlackFly 223, We read you loud, and Clear. We have two Littlebirds itching for a little action." Came the reply. "Roger that! Tell them to sweep in from the West, and strafe the Woodline. I want those Woods cleared! Friendies Danger close!" Sebastian stated. "Roger. Commencing attack!" <br><br>For the Defenders, it had grown Light enough that they can see clearly now, and the Orcs were just as Ugly in the Daylight as they were at night. Black came running up to the line to notify his Sargent. "We got Friendlies inbound to take some of the pressure off of us!" He called out as the three specks could be seen just over the horizon. <br><br>The Two MH-6 flew head of the Osprey to assist those on the ground. The Pilot of the Osprey turned to the two in the passenger seats. "We just got reports of the LZ being Hot! Apparently Orc Raiders decided they wanted to see how many of them we can kill before they figure out attacking us is a stupid idea!" The pilot said.<br><br>The Little Birds Flew Low, and came up over the Hill quickly as the lead bird started to launch its rockets into the wood line. Rocket screamed from the tubes, and lanced themselves into the ground. Causing tremendous amounts of explosions as Trees splintered out, and added their own shrapnel to the dance of Death. The Second Little Bird made a pass along the Orc's path of assault, and started to strafe them with its twin miniguns mounted on wing struts. The noise of their firing was nearly deafening as the tracers looked like one continous laser beam as they cut the Orcs down. <br><br>Dor'Lan was shocked beyond words, and comprehension. his Proud Caravan of Orcs was was being cut down before his very eyes. he had no understanding of the Magics, or rather Technology involved that could do this. "By the Gods!" He mouthed as he realized that he chose his Enemy Poorly. "Retreat!" Be bellowed. He now had to get his peoples to safety. He lost way to many in this foolish attack over something as transient as "Pride". "Retreat!" He bellowed again! The Orcs immediately stopped the attack, and began to turn tail. However, The strange beasts that flew circled around, and cut off their Retreat. Seeing that they wouldn't be able to Flee. Dor'lan had to accept his only Option, Surrender. <br><br>Seeing the Orcs stopping, and dropping his their weapons, Black stood up. "CEASE FIRE! CEASE FIRE! THEY'RE SURRENDERING!" He shouted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>04-08-2014, 13:14:42</strong>
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				Neither of the two passengers aboard the little bird crafts were particularly surprised to be told that the landing zone was hot so they would have to wait patiently for them to clear everything out. The air craft&nbsp; zipped through the air unleashing their heavy fire power decimating the orc caravan forcing the nasty beasts to begin retreating. The carnage was very clear from the windows and both passengers couldn't help but watch in wonder as the creatures below fled. The Lieutenant in charge Sebastian Black would call for a cease fire as the orcs retreated however Estelle spoke to the pilots "Ignore him and continue firing until you can see no more than one living orc" She had a twisted smile on her face as she gave this order. The pilots had no choice but to comply and so the aircraft continued to chase the orcs until the life of only one of them could be confirmed. The sole survivor of this incident was none other Dor'Lan himself.<br><br>After there was only one orc left the birds swept back around to where the 13th recon awaited their arrival and slowly touched down. The birds ramps would lower and the two passengers would disembark. The large Russian man was at least one head taller than the German woman at his side. Lev Udarnik stood at six foot three inches tall and had fairly broad shoulders and well toned muscles along his back, arms, legs, chest, and stomach. The&nbsp; German woman Estelle Von Ludendorff stood at a grand total height of five foot seven inches tall with fairly large breasts, slender arms and legs, and the curves of her body were fairly well pronounced despite the uniform she wore.&nbsp; The two would walk through the carnage towards the STRYKER and the Humvee's to see where the Lieutenant was. "Who is in command here?" The woman shouted out more in curiosity than anything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>04-08-2014, 18:40:49</strong>
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				Jess watched as Niko soon began panicking. She fell to the ground in prayer spouting something about <em>'Raga Ronock' </em>.<br><br>"H hey its okay!" Jess shouted and put a hand on Niko's back as the Little Birds rained metal hell down upon the Orcs, until only the one holding Franco by the neck as a Human Shield remained. Dor'Lan kept his grip tight on the Human but was in utter shock as what happened, his Orcs were all dead, torn to ribbons, burnt and blown up as if lighting of the gods had struck them.<br><br><em>'My orcs...my boys all gone...' </em> He thought and soon let the human go before falling to his knees. The large orc's body made a thud as he let his weight collapse onto his knees and simply stayed there staring at the dirt before him.<br><br>Niko couldn't hear the words that Jess was saying or her attempts to calm her down as she continued praying, her mind filled with utter terror that the gods had been killed by demons from below and the world was ending. She prayed to the gods and hoped her prayers gave them strength as she hoped greater than hope it wasn't the end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-08-2014, 22:50:29</strong>
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				Sebastian was pleased. Yes they took some injuries, but so far no casualties. he was about to order his men to round up, and detain the surrendering Orc for questioning, whom were now completely weaponless as they tossed their weapons away from themselves. However, that came to a crashing end as the Little birds suddenly started opening up again on the huddled group of Orcs. "WHAT!?" Sebastian roared as he witnessed this horror. They were no longer a threat, They surrendered. This was no longer fighting to defend one selves, but murder. Simple, cold-blooded Murder. "CALL THEM OFF IMMEDIATELY!" Sebastian was shouting at his Sargent who was trying to get the Chopper pilots on the radio. Inside, Sebastian's blood was boiling. He was bound, and determined to get to the bottom of this. This was a smack against any honor, and definition of "Soldier". <br><br>Sebastian could only have sympathy the single remaining Orc as he stood in the blood of his Comrades, many of them would still be live if not for the fact that someone overridden his Cease Fire orders. Sebastian came to Russell's side. "Restrain him for questioning. I have to find out Who is behind this Clusterfuck." Sebastian growled as he was trying to keep his temper under control. <br><br>Sebastian walked up to the Pilot of one of the little birds, the look on his face could have melted titanium. The Ospery was just touching down as its giant propellers swiveled up. The rear ramp lowered, and several of the crew were already dragging hoses out of the back to start fueling up the Humvees, and strikers. "WHO THE FUCK ORDERED YOU TO CONTINUE FIRING!?" He shouted at the Pilot, who's face was white as a sheet, and had his hands up in a placating manner. However, before he could speak, and undoubtedly get his ass chewed by this Butter-bar, another voice called out, demanding to know who was in command. Sebastian's Head snapped in the direction of the Female voice. He saw a woman dressed up in High ranking attire standing next to another man. he recognized the Uniforms as both German, and Russian. Sebastian had a suspicion that the Woman was extremely high up in teh German ranks. So the only question he could ask was: "What is She doing here?" Sebastian growled as he started to make his way over to the new arrivals. "Ma'am. 2nd Lt. Sebastian Black. United States Army, Commander of the 13 Gate Recon Team." He announced as he came to attention, and saluted, but there was no warmth in his eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 08:34:16</strong>
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				Estelle smiled as she saw the Lieutenant approach and salute while introducing himself. "Ah you have good eyes 2nd Lieutenant" she remarked before saluting in return "I am General Estelle Von Ludendorff of the <em>Deutsches Heer</em>....or as you would call it in English German Army" she couldn't keep the soft giggle out of her voice as she spoke. Estelle could see that the lieutenant was clearly unhappy about what had just happened "Vell in any case I am certain that you are vondering vhy it is that I am here ja?" she paused for a moment before continuing "I vas the first to volunteer to come to this vorld as an inspector of the recon forces of course meine selection for the role vas unopposed as there vas no one else who desired the job."<br><br>The general reached up and moved her hair back behind her ear as she continued "I see you are not satisfied vith meine orders 2nd lieutenant but I can assure you that I take no pleasure in such things either. This is to serve as a varning to the orcs ve vill let that one go after his interrogation und he can let his kin know vhat opposing us vill do to them. Hopefully it vill incite nothing but peaceful encounters from now on......of course the negative consequence is the risk that this vill incite their wrath upon the recon squads und ve may have to start a campaign of carnage on this end to get them to leave the recon squads alone....but if I had to be honest........" She paused that slightly twisted smile returned "I'm ok vith that as it vould give us a better understanding of their tactics in their home territory&nbsp; und maybe even show us that they have a greater intelligence than that vhich vas displayed in our vorld." She then made a gesture for the Russian to speak.<br><br>The man saluted the 2nd lieutenant "Corperal Lev Udarnik of the Armed Forces of The Russian Federation reporting in" his voice though deep seemed to have a sort of friendly cheer to it. He then went on to speak some more "I am being told that I am to report to the 13th recon squadron for the sake of attempting to be friendly with the Americans for some political nonsense or other" he seemed to be laughing as he stated this he then lowered his salute and he idly swung the case at his side about obviously quite gently. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 17:16:07</strong>
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				"Take... the... damned... hint!" Russell gritted as he sent several short bursts from the M-249 downrange, cutting down a pair of sword-wielding orcs barely thirty feet away. The Americans were putting out intense fire cutting down orcs by the dozen but the survivors just kept coming. The Marine felt a surge of fear wash through him as he recalled the damage he had seen orc warriors do when they got into close combat in the battle of San Francisco, but wrested it under control. He recalled the lesson he had learned in basic training at Parris Island and had been demonstrated in Iraq and San Francisco - the best way to prevent the enemy from killing you in close combat was to kill them before they got in close. With that thought in mind the young machinegunner went back to his grim work, tracking yet another orc warrior through his weapon's iron sights and emptying the belt's last dozen rounds into the hulking humanoid's upper torso. "Oh, you have <strong>got</strong> to be kidding!" Russell exclaimed as the huge orc staggered but refused to fall, and began lurching towards the Marine's foxhole like something out of a zombie movie. <br><br>Popping the SAW's feed cover open Russell reached for another drum of 5.56mm ammunition. <em>Last one,</em> he reflected as he picked it up. There was plenty more ammunition for the M-249 back in the Humvees, but if leaving his position to run back to the vehicles and collect it would open a gap in the defensive line which the orcs could break through. <em>Not like they need the help,</em> the Marine thought harshly as he slipped the belted rounds into the M-249's firing chamber, heat from the metal barrel searing his fingers. The wounded orc was twenty feet away, torso covered in blood, but his eyes were focused on the man who had shot him. <br><br>And then he vanished in a column of light. An instant later the column of light moved on, plowing towards the woods before swinging to the left and paralleling the treeline. A ripping rattling sound like the tearing of cloth but a hundred times louder reached Russell's ears as a pair of explosions suddenly erupted, tossing the bodies of orcs into the air. The roar of engines and clatter of rotors sounded overhead, and a quick glance upwards confirmed the source of the fire.<br><br>The M-134 Minigun is a six-barrelled 7.62mm electric-powered Gatling gun with a rate of fire of 6000 rounds per minute. With every twelfth round a tracer and the weapon firing a hundred rounds per second, the weapon looked like it was firing a glowing death ray from a sci-fi novel rather than a barrage of bullets, and each of the MH-6 Little Birds mounted a pair of them. A seven-shot rocket pod on each stub wing completed each helicopter's armament, and they were making liberal use of them. 70mm rockets tore into the forest, sending shrapnel scything through orcish flesh as the miniguns ripped and roared again. <br><br>The barrage of death from the air support did what the guns of the Marines and soldiers of the 13th Recon had failed to accomplish. With no way of fighting back against the Little Birds the orcs turned and ran, some throwing away their weapons in their haste to flee. The orcs were fast and enduring by the standards of humans, but against a pair of aircraft that could fly at nearly two hundred miles per hour and could hover in mid-air any attempt to run was useless. With the MH-6s hovering between the treeline and the remaining orcs the bestial humanoids dropped what weapons they had and huddled together. Lt Black called on the troops of the 13th Recon to cease fire and begin taking prisoners, and Russell let out a sigh of relief, slumping forward and closing his eyes. The battle was over.<br><br>But the attack helo drivers didn't seem to think so.<br><br>Russell's head snapped up as the tearing sound of miniguns firing filled the air. His blue eyes darted around, looking for signs of combat and wondering why none of his teammates were opening fire if the orcs had decided to make a last stand. But a single look made it clear that they hadn't tried to fight back or even flee. The Little Birds' miniguns poured hundreds of rounds into the huddled group of orcs, sending blood into the air like pink mist. A few of those who survived broke and ran, not heading in any particular direction but just trying to flee the merciless death machines that had so brutally cut down their friends. None of them made it more than half a dozen paces.<br><br><em>This wasn't combat,</em> Russell thought numbly. <em>This was a massacre.</em> He had seen far too many innocent civilians killed, wounded or worse in the battle of San Francisco to feel sympathy for orcs, but what had happened had shaken him. And it looked like Russell wasn't the only one - Lt Black looked ready to chew through a steel bulkhead to get hold of the pilots who had gunned down the surrendering orcs, but kept his head enough to order Russell to take custody of the sole surviving orc. "Aye sir," the Marine acknowledged obediently, looking around for the survivor. <br><br>He caught sight of the orc near the 13th Recon's vehicles, looking dazed and stunned as he gazed at the field where his allies had been killed. "Delaney, Tanner, with me," Russell called as he strode over to the orc. Once he stood beside the prisoner he addressed him in Gatespeak. <em>"Stay on your knees and put your hands behind your head,"</em> he ordered brusquely. <em>"Do this and you live. I promise you that."</em> Raising his voice he spoke to the two Army soldiers in English. "Delaney, keep an eye on the prisoner. He moves or talks, call me. He makes a move towards you or tries to run, don't take any chances. Tanner, check out Franco and see how he's doing." Before Russell had finished speaking he was walking away from them - he had something more important to see to.<br><br>Near one of the Humvees he had caught sight of Jessie and Niko, and Russell's first thought was relief that neither of the women appeared to be injured. Jessie appeared to be patting the elven woman reassuringly on the back, while Niko appeared to be praying desperately, oblivious to the world around her <em>Guess she's panicked by the carnage the CAS pulled,</em> the Marine reflected as he walked over to the two women. <em>I guess we should be glad they didn't send a Spooky gunship.</em> "Mitchells, you okay?" he asked Jessie as he unslung his M-249 and set it to the side. Once the female soldier had indicated she was unhurt Russell turned his attention to Niko. He was the only true speaker of Gatespeak in the recon team, which meant that if anybody had a chance of breaking Niko out of her panic it was him.<br><br>Kneeling in front of the elven woman Russell took her clasped hands in his own. <em>"Niko,"</em> he said softly. <em>"Niko, you're safe. It's all right. It's all over,"</em> he told her in a gentle reassuring voice. <em>"There's no need to be afraid. We stopped the orcs. Everything's okay."</em> Reaching out with one hand Russell stroked Niko's hair soothingly. <em>"You're safe. It's all over. There's nothing to be scared of anymore."</em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 18:04:17</strong>
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				It took Niko several moments to finally hear Russel's words but she finally did calm down when she looked around and saw everything was relatively peaceful.<br><br><em>"I....you....what happened? It was raining fire from above and it was so loud."</em> She said, suddenly wrapping herself around Russell, she was slightly shaking and flet safe with him, as if he were some mighty Knight to protect her. <br><br><em>"Ive never seen anything like that before...it was terrifying!"</em> She said, her ears still ringing from the battle.<br><br><br>Jess cleared her throat and stepped away. "I'm gonna give you two some privacy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 19:34:24</strong>
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				Russell gave Jessie an irritated look as she gathered up her hear and headed out to rejoin the team. Giving himself and Niko some privacy sounded like the two of them were getting ready to get hot and heavy. With the elfmaid still trembling as she clung to him romance was far from the first thing on Russell's mind even as he continued to stroke her hair gently. Instead he just held Niko close and murmured soothing words to her.<br><br>&nbsp;<em>"It's all right,"</em> he reassured her. <em>That noise was some of our vehicles. To us they're as common as wagons are among your people. What you heard were some weapons our vehicles have."</em> Gently Russell patted Niko on the back. <em>"Remember when I said that we stopped the orcs? My commander called for some help when it looked like the orcs were going to break our lines. That's all the noise was - some of our allies helping us out."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 20:23:32</strong>
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				Niko wipes her eyes and moved away from Russell, she noded and gulped. <em>"Um, yes yes. Im sorry."</em> She tried gher best not to blush at her reaction, panicking like a child during a thunderstorm.<br><br>She stood up and brushed herself clean. "So um...we should do...something clean up I assume." Niko said, hoping the fear had washed away and she looked more presentable as she tried to nurse her ego.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 20:37:02</strong>
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				Dor'Lan was still in so much shock at what happened that he wasn't in the mind set to resist. So as the Corporal came over, and demanded he put his hands behind his head. He unconsciously complied. Tanner quickly checked on Franco, and found he had severe bruising around his throat, and possibly a crushed Larynx. Tanner quickly pulled him back so the Team medic could check him over.&nbsp; <br><br>Under normal circumstances, Sebastian would have been very impressed with the beauty of the General, but his anger was still storming behind his eyes. Once she returned his salute, he dropped his arm, and Remained at attention as she continued to speak. Explaining how she volunteered to come to this world, and was given strange looks for it. Sebastian continued to stand at attention as she flipped her hair behind her ear, a move that would have several men eyeing her appreciatively as the move caused her large breasts to bounce. Sebastian found it hard to believe that she didn't take pleasure in the wholesale slaughter she ordered. Which was reinforced by her admittance that she would be fine with the Orcs getting pissed off at them. While yes, it could have served as a warning, and may deter any future conflicts. It could easily send the wrong message depending on whos ears the stories reach, and have the team looked on in fear by those they may encounter in the future. However, it wasn't Sebastian's place to say anything to the General cause she outranked him several times over. The most he can do is lodge a complaint with his Higher ups, but that wouldn't accomplish anything as they would most likely side with Ludendorf for both Political reasons, and the fact she was, in truth, smoking hot. Not that Sebastian could see it now. <br><br>when she motioned for the other man to step forward, Sebastian's eyes quickly moved to size him up. The man saluted, and introduced himself. Sebastian was quick to return his salute. Though hearing the honest in his voice was a bit refreshing. "Welcome to the 13th, Corporal Udarnik" Sebastian stated with noticeable amount more warmth than when he addressed the General. It was about this time that a man in a flight suit came up with a small Satchel. "Mail call, Sir." He stated. "I'll take that then." Sebastian stated as he sighed for the satchel, and slung it over his shoulders. <br><br>Once the Introductions were out of the way, Sebastian was making his way towards where the Orc Prisoner was being held. Though enroute, he saw Russell trying to comfort Niko. He turned, and approached, but kept a respectful distance away. "Will she be alright?" he asked with concern. Though it would seem, at that time, that the elf was able to calm down, and stand up. That made Sebastian happy. He looked at Russell after a few moments. "I gonna need you, Corporal. To talk with the prisoner." Sebastian explained with a soft voice before he left. He would give them a few more minutes. <br><br>Approaching the Orc, Sebastian hardened his expression. Right now, getting information from him was going to be useless as he is still shell shocked by his experiences to be that aware. So at this point, the only option that Sebastian could see was to go along with the General's plan. Once everything was set up, Sebastian turned to Russell. "Please translate what I say." He stated, before returning his attention to the orc. "This field of death, and carnage, you brought it upon yourself. You attacked us without provocation, and we defended ourselves. Now hear this, and remember Orc. We will <em>Not</em> tolerate any attacks against us, or those allied with us. You will be given some Food, and water before you are released. Do not let our paths cross again in Hostility." Sebastian stated in a hard flat tone. He then turned to a private that brought a surplus canteen, and a small bag of Food that was bought from the market the previous night. "Go!" Sebastian ordered the Orc.<br><br>Slowly Dor'lan stood upon his thick muscular legs. He looked down at the man that spoke so hard to him, their eyes meeting, and could see that Sebastian was more than willing to back up his implied threat. However, the fact that he was being released without torture, pain, and being given supplies was surprising. One could almost called it hypocrisy. Yet, it was a confusing situation for the Orc. Anyone else would have slain him after torturing him. "I'll Go." Dor'lan replied before accepting the generous offer. Though he wouldn't leave directly. Instead, he went around to his slain brothers, and started to collect strangely carved necklaces. They had hard runes carved into what looked like bone. They were Clan talismans. Stating which Orc Clan they came from. Most of the time, Orcs tend to stay within their clans. The Exemption came from Caravans. Orcs from various clans work together to help out the collective group. "Watch him to make sure he doesn't try anything, but don't interfere." Sebastian told a couple of the soldiers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-08-2014, 21:15:29</strong>
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				Estelle continued to smile as she watched Sebastian. She couldn't help but chuckle noting that he was still rather furious with her. She did not particularly care however as she watched them attend to their own wounded and allowed the orc to leave. Though she had ordered the cold slaughter of the orcs she did not interfere with Dor'lan's collection of the clan talismans. This was her first time seeing an orc show any signs of being civilized. "Hmm...perhaps they were simply rallied by the dark elves..." she mused to herself as she stood by allowing the recon squad to attend to it's own affairs for now.<br><hr><br>Lev smiled broadly as Sebastian welcomed him to his new unit with quite a bit of enthusiasm. The tall Russian stretched lazily "I wonder how the new comrades will be" he mused to himself. Honestly he didn't know what he should do for now so he simply stood by and allowed things to happen while observing his new comrades. He did notice one of the others being hugged by what looked like an elf "hoh? even the locals are friendly with the comrades this is good" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 10:26:02</strong>
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				Russell gave Niko a smile as she struggled to make herself more presentable. <em>"Don't worry about cleaning up,"</em> he told her. <em>"We still have to wait for Lieutenant Black to decide what he wants us to do. In the meantime, just gather your gear and be ready to move out."</em> Giving Niko a quick wink Russell turned away, heading over to join his commander.<br><br>"Reporting for duty, sir," he stated as he approached Sebastian. "Lady Niko was upset by the gunfire, and by the CAS. She's getting herself back together, but I'd recommend we give her some space to sort herself out," he advised the lieutenant in a quieter voice. Russell looked over at the orc prisoner, where Delaney still covered him with his rifle. However the empty look in his eyes made it clear he wouldn't be going anywhere even if he wasn't being watched. When Sebastian told him to translate his words to the prisoner the young Marine nodded in agreement.<br><br><em>"Take a long hard look at what happened to your friends,"</em> Russell ordered Dor'Lan harshly. <em>"You attacked us from ambush, without provocation. You tried to kill us. You are responsible for this. We did not come here looking for a fight. We only defended ourselves. Try to attack us again, or attack those under our protection, and our response will be even harsher."</em> The young Marine's voice softened a little. <em>"We will give you food and water, and then send you on your way. Remember what you have seen here, and think about it should you decide to attack us again."</em> Russell stepped back as another member of the 13th Recon left a canteen and a small bag of food beside the orc. <em>"Now leave!"</em> he ordered the orc harshly.<br><br>Russell watched warily as the orc pushed himself to his feet and then lumbered towards the treeline. Instead of heading directly into the forest, however, he went around to each of the orcish corpses and took a necklace or amulet from each one. The blue-eyed Marine was reminded of a time in Iraq where he'd seen a Graves Registration team taking the dogtags from dead GIs and Marines, and he blinked at the thought. He turned away from the field of slaughter to regard Sebastian thoughtfully. "Lieutenant, I've got no love for orcs, not since I fought 'em in Frisco," he began. "When they were charging at us I'd have gunned them all down and felt nothing but satisfaction and recoil. But what those Little Birds did..." Russell shook his head helplessly. "That was cold, but more to the point it was unprofessional and stupid. They'd surrendered! We could have interrogated them for intel about the area we're operating in, questioned them about orcs overall - hell, there was <em>so much</em> we could have learned from them! And it's all pissed away." His icy blue eyes met Sebastian's brown ones. "Sir, what the hell was going on with that decision?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 14:44:54</strong>
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				Sebastian watched as the Orc collected those necklaces from around the necks of his dead brothers. It was a poignant scene that showed a side of the Orc race that very few actually ever saw. However, Sebastian remained tight lipped until Russell spoke up again. Saying how he almost joyfully slaughtered Orcs in the Frisco invasion. Sebastian nodded. He was at a different part of that battle, and Shared Russell's anger over it. Though, as Russell went on about how the Little Birds attacked after the Cease Fire, he could only nod as he turned to meet Russell's blue eyes. "The order came from higher up, much higher up. The General stated that it was a warning to be spread to any other orcs, or those that should desire hostilities against us. To discourage further attacks. I can only hope she is right, and that this incident won't completely undo everything we're striving for here." Sebastian replied quietly. Turning, he looked over the field of carnage once more, and had to swallow his Anger. It was something he had to learn very quickly joining the Army. You can't control everything, and so it was best not to dwell on it. Simply pick up your rifle, march on, and hope for the best. <br><br>Sebastian turned, and met Russell's eyes again. "What's done, is done, Davis. No matter how much we wish it, it won't change. So we simply March on, and try to prevent another incident happening again in the future." He said with a bit more calm voice. "Please inform Lady Niko that we leave soon as refueling, and resupply is complete. I agree that we should give her time to process what she experienced, but I feel we shouldn't hang around any more that absolutely necessary." He stated as he turned, and started to walk off towards the others. <br><br>Once he came to the side the stryker, and climbed up top. Bringing his fingers to his lips, he let out an ear splitting whistle. The collective heads of the unit all turned to him. They looked up at him, expecting him to make a statement about what just happened, However, he pulled the satchel around front. "Mail Call!" He hollered out over the group. That changed everyone's mood. Letters, and packages from home were always welcomed. "Okay, Okay. Y'all know the drill." Sebastian called out as he dug through the satchel, and produced a stack of letters. "Kowalski!....Jamison!....Rico!...Matthews!...Yamamoto!...Skipper!...." Sebastian read off the names on the letters, and as each person hollered out, he would flick his wrist, sending the letter sailing towards the intended person like a Las Vega Poker Dealer. "Mitchell!...Edwards!...Davis!...." Sebastian continued to call out as everyone eagerly awaited to hear their names. The last thing he pulled out was a bundled stack of letters. The moment he pulled them out, he had to pull them away from his face. "Private! Damn, son. Tell your girlfriends not to use so much perfume! My eyes are watering." Sebastian said as he tossed the bundle to Private Richard Private. Sebastian was hoping that Private would be promoted soon to stop all the jokes. Richard caught his bundle and shuffled his way over to his friends, Kowalski, Rico, and skipper.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 16:25:17</strong>
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				Niko watched the proceedings going on as&nbsp; she stood beside Russell, watching Sebastian call out names and hand out letters. She tried not to be rude as she looked over Russell's shoulder and watched him hold two letters while looking over at Jess and watching her with a letter and a small coin on a string.<br><br>Jessie Mitchells read the letter and felt her heart warm as she looked at a small Saint Adrian coin with a string going through it. Saint Adrian was supposedly the Patron Saint of soldiers and Jess's mother was a devout Catholic. Jess was agnostic and had learned to keep an open mind about all things, especially under current circumstances. She leaned against one of the vehicles and read the letter while rubbing the coin with one thumb.<br><br><em>'I pray that you get this Jessie. I am praying for you every single day and every night. You don't know how afraid I am of getting the knock on my door telling me you were hurt or killed or went missing. Your father is still angry and says that if you come home he wont pay for your college or let you stay here, but don't listen to him, he's just upset. You're little brother asks about you every day and we would really appreciate it if you sent us a letter or two. Maybe even a picture so we can see what this new world is like.<br><br>Your brother sends you his best wishes and says 'Go be a dragonborn.'&nbsp; Children, cant understand them. With love and best wishes -your family." </em> <br><br>Jess Smiled as she read her letter and pulled the doll out from earlier. She tied the coin around it for safe keeping and put it back where it belonged, for a second she could have sworn she felt a harsh vibration from the doll but decided to ignore it. She continued to read the letter and found a post script which made her raise her eyebrow.<br><br><br><em>'PS: Sweetie, whats this S.I.C.O.N. they keep talking about on the news?"</em> Jess was left confused by the last statement and scratched at her head, not understanding what her mother was asking about.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>11-08-2014, 17:50:35</strong>
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				Russell nodded to Sebastian when the lieutenant told him to basically put the massacre of the orcs behind him and remain focused on his duty. Or in the words of the Drill Instructor who had put him through Basic Training at Parris Island, "Shut up and soldier." With the Army officer's instructions to see to Niko and get ready to move out, the young Marine turned towards the vehicles to see to the elven girl's welfare before glancing back over his shoulder. "Hey Lieutenant, are we going to be conducting burial detail or just leaving the orcs where they are?" he asked "Maybe we should let the locals in the town know what happened. God knows they couldn't have missed the noise," Russell noted wryly.<br><br>He was halfway back to the Humvees when he heard the piercing whistle as Lt Black announced mail call. Russell shook his head in bemusement as most of the members of the 13th Recon bolted to gather around their leader with the eagerness of kids running for the sound of the ice-cream truck's bell. <em>What the hell - it's not like we can't wait until we make camp for the night before we read them. We're supposed to be professionals in the field,</em> he thought with a touch of irritation. A moment later Russell heard his own name called by Sebastian, and he trotted forward to pick up his own mail. The young Marine blinked in surprise when he saw he had received not one but two letters. <em>One from Mom and Dad is fine, but one each? Something's hinky,</em> he thought before turning to head back to Niko and the vehicles. Word from home could wait - right now he had to make sure the team's elven guide was doing well. <br><br>Sure enough, as he arrived back at the Humvees Russell caught sight of Niko, who looked at him then regarded the letters in his hand inquisitively. <em>"Letters from home,"</em> he explained. <em>"Probably from my parents back on the other side of the Gate. I'll wait until we've started on our journey again before I read them. And talking of our journey, are you packed and ready to go?"</em> the wiry Marine asked. <em>"Because my commander wants us to leave as soon as we've finished loading our supplies."</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-08-2014, 18:33:34</strong>
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				The 13th missed their last two Mail calls cause of "Logistical Errors", so Sebastian knew the others were quite anxious to hear news from home. Once all the letters were passed out, he climbed down, and rejoined the Corporal, and Niko. "As for your question, Intelligence, and observatons of Orcs show they Burn their dead in great funeral Pyres. Just like our "Friend" is trying to accomplish." Sebastian stated as he pointed over to Dor'Lan whom was trying to set his brothers up for large massive pyre. "Though, your reasoning is sound." Sebastian stated as he called over for his Sargent. "I need about a gallon of Gas, and a box of matches." Sebastian instructed before the sargent trotted off to fetch what the Officer needed. When he returned, Sebastian took the can, and the small box of matches. "Corporal, I'm going to need your assistance once more." Sebastian stated before he started walking back to Dor'Lan.<br><br>Dor'Lan had managed to gather enough large stones to build a hearth for his brethern. he was sticking dried twitchs, and grass into the cravices when he noticed that those two approaching again. The one walking in front was carrying something. When Sebastian stood before the Orc, he set the can of gas on the ground. Turning to Russell, Sebastian asked him to translate. "We understand that you burn your deceased. This fluid will help start a fire, as well as these Matches. I ask that you please becareful, and take precautions to keep the fire under control." Sebastian stated before he pulled a match from the box, and struck it on the abrasive side to demonstrate how it worked. The Match instantly ignited, and started to burn. Dor'Lan eyes grew wide as he looked at it in awe. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>11-08-2014, 18:44:14</strong>
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				Niko looked at Russell and Sebastian as they both went to the Orc to help him set the funeral Pyre. It was almost stunning to her. Enemies in this land rarely showed the slightest bit of kindness to one another, to do so was considered weakness or the act of a paladin or some other knightly hero that one reads about in books.&nbsp; <br><br>She worked up some courage and walked over as well and cleared her throat to the orc. <em>'We just want to help you sir, as a hand of peace and...forgiveness."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-08-2014, 20:41:10</strong>
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				Estelle watched as the Orc was piling up his dead for a funeral pyre with vague interest through one eye. The other eye however remained focused on the recon group. She found their childlike eagerness to get their mail to actually be rather refreshing. She decided to leave them to their own affairs for the time being and just observe after all that's what her job here was. She couldn't help but think of her grandfather though as she watched Sebastian go to help their enemy with tending to his dead. She had to admit that she did feel bad for the orc but in her eye her actions had been correct.<br><hr><br>Lev practically snuck up behind Sebastian, Russel, and Nico as they were trying to help the orc. "What is to be going on over here eh comrades?" He asked in a curious tone as he watched. He didn't have the intel about how the orcs handled their dead so this was all new and fascinating to the large Russian man. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>11-08-2014, 21:11:31</strong>
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				Niko nearly jumped in surprise when the large <em>'Human' </em> snuck up behind her and the others. 'hes more like a Giant's son than something resembling an Elf.' Niko thought to herself and looked to the man with the red hair and thick voice and began wondering if they had Dwarves where he came from.<br><br><em>'Though dwarves rarely leave their mines.</em>' She thought and continued looking at the orc as he went about his ceremony.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-08-2014, 15:50:42</strong>
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				Dor'Lan eyed the two with suspicion, and he had every right to be considering what they did after his brothers surrendered. Only to be cut down mercilessly. Yet, they also gave him food, and water, and did not interfere with his collecting the talismans. Could he truly believe they wish to help further? "Why are you doing this?" He asked in a gruff voice as he leaned down to look at both Black, and Davis. He was tall, and powerfully built, and that made him a bit intimidating upclose, but Sebastian did his best to hide it. It would be Niko's soft voice that become the sound of reason. Explaining that they were doing this to promote peace, nad "Forgiveness". Dor'Lan blinked as he never heard of such kindness shown to orcs after such an event. Normally they're completely wiped out, or the survivors enslaved. <br><br>Dor'Lan reached out, and took the Matches, and gasoline. "Thank you, for your kindness." he spoke humbly before turning to start the funeral Pyre. Once he was away, and it was this time that Lev arrived. Sebastian turned, and looked up at the Russian. "Trying to regain footing that was lost earlier." Sebastian explained. "It is a good thing you're here, Corporal. Corporal Davis will see to helping you fit in." Sebastian stated before turning to Davis. "Also, I think Niko would be a better person to ask on whether or not the town be notified. I'm sure they heard the Gun fire, and seen the Aircraft. So, with no doubt, they're curious. Perhaps take one of the Humvees and escort her back to notify the Elder/Mayor. Though, I'll leave that call to her." He stated. unfastening his helmet, Sebastian ran his hand through his hair before he let out a deep laugh. "This is a hell'va way to start the day. And I didn't need any coffee." He joked before Returning the helmet to his head. "I'm going to talk with the General and see what her intentions are." he stated before moving away. <br><br>Approaching the General from behind, Sebastian's eyes wandered a bit. Following her shapely legs, and finding her tight bottom. They were quite amazing in his opinion, just like the Bunny Maid at the Mayor's manor. Normally, he would have taken a moment to appreciate the view, but considering what she done, it made it rather difficult. "Pardon me General, would you be accompanying us for a time?" He asked, his tone a lot more civil, and professional now than earlier. Remembering she was, in fact, a very high ranking officer
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>13-08-2014, 11:54:50</strong>
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				Estelle chuckled when Sebastian spoke to her again. "Ah well as much fun as that would be Lieutenant I must return to our forward base. I have just arrived on this side of the gate you see and I have much data to look over." She then added almost as though to spite him "Though I'm quite certain that you wouldn't like me to hang around too long given our different viewpoints" she then reached up to tap her chin in thought before adding "I do hope that everyone will be alright though." She stretched lazily before speaking again "Of course I'll drop by to say hello every now and then or I'll be at the base for you guys to report to or whatever but honestly I don't think I can get away with traveling around with the recon groups even with my position." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>13-08-2014, 15:21:05</strong>
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				Sebastian listened respectfully as the General was superior officer, though when she mentioned that they probably wouldn't get along, his eye twitched, but he otherwise said nothing. The Comment did make him feel a bit guilty for being so hard on her. Though how did she know? Sure, what she did he vehemently disagreed with, but that didn't mean They wouldn't have a professional working relationship. Sebastian then came to attention, and saluted the General. "I wish you a safe trip back then, General." He stated.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>14-08-2014, 07:32:29</strong>
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				Estelle smiled at Sebastian "Perhaps I was too quick to judge you Lieutenant" she mused before saluting him in return "I wish you luck as well and may your travels be peaceful and safe as well as fruitful" She then turned and began to make her way back to the Osprey that had brought her and Corporal Udarnik. She was soon seated and waiting for the machine to take off. She was watching the group through the window wondering what fortunes they would have in their travels to come.<br><hr><br>Lev turned to Davis "Well then I am being in your care for now da?" He asked with a friendly and cheery smile. For someone who was among elite marksman the tall Russian was cheerful and friendly this could either mean that he enjoyed his work too much or he was just a happy go lucky person one would honestly have troubles telling.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>16-08-2014, 14:54:15</strong>
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				Russell looked across at Niko and shrugged. "Sure thing, sir. I'll ask her which way she thinks we should go. And if we go visit her uncle maybe he won't treat her like something he stepped in," the brown-haired Marine said dryly. <em>Not that I'd hold my breath for that one.</em> Turning away from Lt Black the brown-haired Marine turned to Lev and extended his hand for the sniper to shake. "Corporal Russell Davis, United States Marine Corps," he introduced himself. "Welcome to the 13th Recon Group. I guess I'm the unofficial diplo-dink of this team because I speak the local language. Unfortunately I don't speak Russian, but I'll do what I can to make things easier for you," the Marine commented with a wry smile. "Grab your gear and we'll get you squared away. I've got to talk to our local guide to discuss our options with the locals after the ruckus from our unexpected guests this morning." With those words he turned and began heading for the Humvees.<br><br>With Lev by his side Russell approached the vehicles, taking a long moment to covertly admire Niko's slender form and long hair as he approached. "Corporal Lev Udianak, I'd like you to meet Lady Niko, our local guide," he told the Russian before turning back to the beautiful elf, <em>"Niko, this is Lev Udianak, a new member of our team,"</em> the wiry young man told her in Gatespeak. After stepping back to let the two acknowledge each other Russell addressed Niko again.<br><br><em>"Do you think we should head back to the town and tell them what happened here?"</em> he enquired. <em>"They would have had to have heard teh gunfire out here. Maybe we should tell them the truth of what happened."</em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>16-08-2014, 15:28:30</strong>
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				Seeing the General smile, and admit that she was possibly mistaken in her judgement of the Lt, was fairly surprising. To be honest, Sebastian wasn't expecting it, but it was a please change. When she lowered her salute, he did as well. "Thank you, Ma'am." He replied as she wished him, and his team good luck before departing. As she sat down in her chair, the load master was securing the last of the fuel lines before closing the rear hatch. "Are you ready, Ma'am?" He asked.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>16-08-2014, 15:49:34</strong>
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				Niko nodded and looked to Russell with a calm expression and one of her hands scratching her neck. <em>'It might be best if you're people stay here while I go explain things to the town..they might be frightened and not want to listen to you. Let me go down and tell them what happened, they know me and will believe me.' She said and began walking down the path to the town which already had lights on in several homes and a commotion of people was visible.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 02:32:02</strong>
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				Estelle looked at the man as he asked if she was ready to depart "Yes ve shall take our leave now that they are resupplied. Ve have a schedule to keep after all und ve musn't be late" she still had that idle smile on her lips. Yes she thought that man had quite a fire in his eyes when he had first greeted her the fire of potential. "He vill do great things in the future" she mused to herself.<br><hr><br>Lev smiled at Niko as he could tell that he was being introduced to the elf girl. he also couldn't help but laugh at the way that Russel had introduced himself&nbsp; "It is ok comrade you don't need to be knowing Russian to talk to me...though my english is rather broken" he laughed again before adding "And also thank you for the warm greeting" He picked up his case again and fallowed after Russel.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 17:56:51</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=208434.msg10394594#msg10394594">Quote from: pendarious on 19-08-2014, 02:32:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Estelle looked at the man as he asked if she was ready to depart "Yes ve shall take our leave now that they are resupplied. Ve have a schedule to keep after all und ve musn't be late" she still had that idle smile on her lips. Yes she thought that man had quite a fire in his eyes when he had first greeted her the fire of potential. "He vill do great things in the future" she mused to herself.<br><hr></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Yes General!" The Pilot replied as he started to add power to the Osprey's large engines. The enormous Proppllers spun faster, and faster. Soon, the Ospey was lifting off the ground, Bobbing gently as they gained altitude. Pulling the lever, the Large engines started to tilt, carrying the Ospery forward as the little birds lifted off, and followed suit. Soon, the three were nothing more than specks in the distance. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 18:44:58</strong>
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				As the V-tol craft took off and left, Niko was already back in town trying to explain to everyone what they had done. She wasn't sure how to really explain that the Human had used some of their strange vehicles to fight the orcs, not even her uncle would believe such a thing and it appeared like an angry and confused mob might arise. <br><br>So instead of the truth she told them a small white lie. That the Humans had a mage among them who called down a massaive lightning storm and struck the orcs down. It seemed to be enough to make everyone believe. Afterwards (and after making sure that she had everything she needed) Niko began running as fast as she could back to the campsite. <br><br>Upon arriving, the elf was sweating profusely and fighting to get air into her lungs as she grabbed onto Russel.<br><br>"RUseel....I told a lie...to the people...said you had a mage....and ...used magic..would probably..be good to leave now..before things get...not good.d.." She said and managed to force out between breaths.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 15:46:47</strong>
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				When Niko told Russell that it would be better if she went into the town on her own the Marine nodded, brown hair ruffled in the morning breeze. <em>"All right, then. I trust your judgement,"</em> he told the elf girl gently. Forcing a smile on his face he patted her reassuringly on the shoulder before watching her depart. He'd learned the hard way in Iraq that when a native guide gave advice it was best to listen rather than just bulldoze through. And her uncle was the mayor of the town they had just left, so it wasn't like there was a risk of her coming to harm. Still, the idea of leaving Niko unescorted made Russell uneasy, and he watched her all the way to the gates of the town.<br><br>* * * * * * * * * <br><br>Russell had been getting Lev's equipment stowed in the Humvee in which he and Niko were travelling when Delaney came running up to him. "The elf girl's coming back, Corporal Davis," he reported. "And she's running like her ass is on fire." <br><br>"Decorum, Delaney - give it a try," Russell told the Army soldier reprovingly, but his attention had turned towards the town and the petite figure running from it. His lips tightened in frustration. <em>Dammit, I should have gone with her!</em> Turning back to the soldiers near him he began snapping commands. "Udianak, grab your rifle," he told Lev harshly. "Keep your scope on the town. If there's anyone chasing after Niko then I want to know right now. Do <em>not</em> shoot, but let me know. Delaney, get the lieutenant here right now." With those words Russell turned back to the rapidly-approaching elf and moved towards her, M-249 hanging from his shoulder with his hand near the pistol grip. <em>"What happened, Niko? Are you all right?"</em> the lean young Marine asked urgently. <br><br>When Niko told her story Russell blinked in shock. <em>Saying we used vehicles and weapons to kill the orcs was harder for the locals to believe than that we had a wizard? What the hell? And even now she still looks scared.</em> Reaching out, Russell gripped Niko's slender shoulders in his hands and gave her a reassuring shake. The way that the elfmaid clung to his muscular body was arousing, but right now he had to focus on other matters.&nbsp; <em>"It's all right,"</em> he told her reassuringly. <em>"We were just about to leave anyway. You're safe with us."</em> Looking back into the small campsite the recon group had set up he suddenly called out, "Lieutenant! Niko says we need to move out pronto if we're gonna avoid trouble with the locals!" <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 16:04:10</strong>
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				Sebastian was sipping some water from his camelpak when Private Delaney came running up to him, and informed him that The elf girl, Niko, was running like Hell was chasing her. He let the tube fall from his mouth before he followed the private towards where Davis, and Niko were. As he approached, and the Corporal told him they need to leave with a quickness. Sebastian nodded as be brought his fingers to his lips, and let out an earsplitting whistle that cut over all the other noise. Everyone looked up, and towards him. "Alright Boys, and Girls! Mount up, I want us out of here in no more than three Mikes!" Sebastian ordered before he turned, and trotted towards the lead humvee. The Sargent was already in the driver's seat starting the engine. Everyone else was scrambling to clean up, and mount up. As Sebastian got into the Shotgun seat, he looked at his Sargent. "I swear I'm going to beat you to that Driver's seat one day." He stated. "Not on my life, Lt. I've seen the way you drive. This isn't Dukes of Hazzard." The Sargent teased. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 22:06:32</strong>
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				"You heard the lieutenant!" Russell yelled. "Move, move, move! Udianak, you're in my Hummer! Mount up!" He looked around, seeing the rest of the soldiers of the 13th madly scrambling to pick up whatever remnants of gear were lying around before bolting for their vehicles, and then turned back to Niko, still trembling and gasping from the effort of her run. If she was right they needed to get out of here fast. "I'm going to get a kick in the chops for this," the Marine sighed to himself as he moved towards the elven girl. Scooping her up in his arms he carried her bridal-style towards the Humvee they had travelled in the previous day. <em>"You said we needed to hurry,"</em> he told her apologetically as he dumped her into the Hummer's backseat after Lev and Jessie were settled. Scrambling in after her he hauled the door shut behind him. "Go go go!" he yelled to the driver.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 22:52:03</strong>
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				Niko blushed as she hopped in and in the back and joined them. She sat close to Russell as the cars took off not too angry about being grabbed by him. She just smiled and kept&nbsp; sitting beside him, red faced and nont saying much as Jessica jumped in behind them.<br><br>"Ow! gogo"
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 01:36:09</strong>
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				Lev laughed lightly as Russel told him to get his rifle ready and watch the village. He drew the sniper rifle from the case and took aim. He didn't really see anyone chasing the elf girl in fact all he saw was the girl moving swiftly. The next thing he knew they were being told to load up into the Humvee's so that they could go. He was then told that he would be in the Humvee with Russel. He shrugged and put up his rifle before jumping in. He did have to chuckle seeing the way that the marine had carried the elf girl. He also noticed he was sitting next to the red headed american "Comrade Davis has a thing for the elf girl no?" he asked cheerfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 02:05:25</strong>
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				Jessie took a breath for a moment before laughing at Lev's joke.<br><br>"He must have have a thing for older women. They say elves stay young forever.' she said and gently elbowed him. <br>"So hows the homefront while we have all been gone? We haven't gotten much news since arriving." Jess asked as she leaned over against the door, alternating between looking at Lev and outside at the landscape.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 03:25:52</strong>
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				The Convoy leaped into action as they made their way down the Hill. "Sargent, I want you to take this road that bypasses the town." Sebastian stated. "Sir, that takes us through the Farm fields." The Sargent stated. "I know, so be careful for Farmers, and children. From what I gather, It is impartive that we do not enter the town again." Sebastian stated. "Okay Ell, Tee" The Sargent replied as he turned the steering wheel, and headed for a small dirt road that cut through the Farm fields around the Town. The Sarge slowed down some as the Wheat was tall. Tall enough for a child to easily hide before darting out. As they passed through several Farmers looked up from their fields, and watched them pass. Sebastian even saw a couple of Children, Bunny-Girl, and a small Elf boy sitting on a wagon, waving. Around their necks was the Chem-light sticks. One Green, another Orange. The Children waved at them, and Sebastian waved back with a smile. A couple of the others waved back too. One of the Privates snapping a picture of the two children for a photo album he was making.<br><br>As they came out onto the Main road once more, Sebastian couldn't help but have a bit of fun:<br><br><div align="center"><em>On the Road again. <br>Just can't wait to get on the road again.<br>The Wife I love is making "music" with my Friend<br>And I can't wait to get on the Road again.</em></div> <br><br>Sebastian was even adding a bit of Willie Nelson twang to it. The Sargent looked at him, and started laughing as he joined in for the Second Verse. Pretty much singing a tone deaf Duet. Though the song strangely fit the 13th recon Force. <br><br><div align="center"><em>On the Road again!<br>Going places that We never been.<br>Seeing things that we may never see again.<br>We can't wait to get on the road again</em></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 08:19:11</strong>
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				Lev considered the joke that Jess had made at Russel's expense as well as her question about the other side. He then gave a grin and a laugh at her. "Da Comrade Davis may have a thing for the older woman but admittedly he has good taste" he couldn't resist teasing the marine a bit. "In regards to the question well things are going quite well I am thinking." He then leaned back in his seat a bit more "There have been no reportings of attacks from the gates and Politics are the same annoying bundle of nothing getting done that they have always been no?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>26-08-2014, 10:50:12</strong>
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				Russell gave an irritated look at Jessie and Lev. "Let me introduce you to the concept of 'subtle'. First step, don't gossip about people right in front of them speaking the same language they do - it kinda defeats the purpose," the brown-haired Marine muttered before turning his attention to Niko. <em>"Just ignore those two,"</em> he told Niko, tilting his head towards the other two occupants of the Humvee's backseat. <em>"They're playing dumb, and it looks like they're winning,"</em> Russell noted dryly. His expression became serious as he looked into the elfmaid's eyes. <em>"Niko, what happened in the town? You were running like there was a lynch mob chasing you, and you said things would get bad if we stayed there. Was that because you said there was a mage with us?"</em> His voice became softer and more gentle. <em>"Or did your uncle try to do something to you?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 23:08:26</strong>
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				Niko Tugged at her shirt collar with some embaressment. <em>'Well.. I said we had a mage with us. And yet there were a few townsfolk who looked rather angry or frightened. And I did not want to risk that one scary woman who showed up from doing <strong>that </strong> thing again."</em> She coughed and scratched the back of her head.<br><br><em>"You understand how there are always idiots who just go looking for trouble, yes?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 23:35:24</strong>
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				Lev grinned at Russel "Who said we are trying to be subtle comrade? we are just poking fun that is all" his warm friendly tone carried easily in the cramped space between himself, the Marine, Elf girl, and The red headed army officer. He was trying to break the ice by having some fun with his new comrades in arms and the only way he knew how was to laugh and joke even if it was at some one else's expense.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-08-2014, 16:45:38</strong>
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				After the Sargent, and Lt. Black's rendition of Tone Deaf Highway karaoke, Sebastian leaned back in his seat to endure the bouncing along on the dirt road. He listened to the goings on in the back, and smirked. It sounded like Lev was trying to warm up to the others. That was good. It showed he wanted to make friends. Sebastian was taking that as a good sign. He didn't turn around as he didn't want to disturb the others by having the "Butter Bar" But in. Though he has noticed that Davis has severe personality swings when it came to Niko. He was quite more subdued, and seemed to be actively looking out for her. It could possibly be that he is the only one that Niko can talk to, but even that excuse could only stretch so far. So there had to be some attraction there. Sebastian couldn't fault Davis, even he saw Niko was quite beautiful, but Black's tastes were more...Unique. <br><br>Sebastian looked at the Map that was provided. They had such a long drive ahead of them. it was a good thing they got extra fuel, and provisions before heading out. He just wished they couldn't have been spared the bloodbath. However, that was in the past. They would have many more adventures ahead of them before reaching the Capitol. <br><br>after about 3 hours, The convoy came upon a large stone bridge. It looked ancient, and in great disrepair. Sebastian grimaced as he wasn't sure the bridge was wide enough for the Humvees, let alone the STRYKER. "Stay here, I'm going to scout out the bridge." He said to the sargent. "Lev. I want you on the roof encase some unfriendlies are laying in wait." Sebastian stated before slipping out of the lead humvee. <br><br>Best Picture I can come up with for the Bridge:<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRHL9oLBUYPAcVxIXUCTdgC1d6lwdwgqD0GKU2AkAZg0GaLexM1)</div></div><br>Cautiously, Sebastian approached the bridge. His eyes looking over its ivy, and kudzu overgrown exterior. Several of the large stones looked loose as well as a couple places where the border of the bridge broke off, and took some of the bridge with it. Looking far down below a wide river surged. "Yeesh" Sebastain sounded as he moved back to the center of the Bridge to inspect it. So far, it looked like it could just barely hold the vehicles. Pulling out the map again, he looked to see if there were any other crossings around, but the nearest one was looking close to 200 miles south. <br><br>rubbing his chin, Sebastian let out his breath. it was their only option. Trotting back to the Lead humvee, he spoke with the Sargent. "Okay. We're going to cross one at a time, slowly. Watch me for corrections. The bridge is going to be very narrow." He explained before going down the line, and telling the others. <br><br>Once he was ready, Sebastian signaled for the Sargent to come forward. Slowly the Humvee started to roll forward. The Sargent watching Sebastian intently as the first humvee crept across the stone bridge. If the others looked out their windows. They wouldn't see the bridge, just what was underneath it.&nbsp; <br><br>"Come on, Come on." Sebastian prayed as he got the second Humvee across. To help lighten the STRYKER, he had all the troops dismount, and and carry as much equipment as they could across the bridge. If anything happens, Sebastian wanted to minimize the impact on the group as a whole. Then it came to the big challenge. Getting the STRYKER across. The only people left on the bridge were Sebastian, and The STRYKER's Driver. Slowly they made their way across. The sound of the thick rubber tires rubbing on the edges of the bridge was nervewretching. The STRYKER was literally squeezing through. Every so often the chassis would buck as the tires grabbed purchase, right before it would slip back down. <br><br>The STRYKER was about 3/4 across when their came crumbling sound, and Sebastian could see the stones starting to fall behind the Striker. "Oh SHit! MOVE, MOVE!!!" He shouted to the Driver. whom instantly gunned the Throttle. Sebastian simple laid on his back, and prayed as the Striker drove cleanly over him. the moment the vehicle passed overhead, he rolled, and pushed himself up as he started to run. The bridge crumbling fast behind him. "oh shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit!" He said as he pumped his legs, running as fast as he could. The bridge however, would crumble faster, falling away out from underneath Sebastian's Feet. He took a leap of faith, and jumped the remaining distance. <br><br>He would slam hard into the remaining Stable Part of the bridge. His gloved hands clawing for purchase. His legs swinging, trying to find a foothold on the stone surface. "Okay. This is not according to plan. A little Help, Please." he growled as he tried to pull himself up. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>31-08-2014, 08:19:25</strong>
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				Lev had hopped out on top of the Humvee as Sebastian had ordered and was watching the surrounding area through the scope. Everything was clear but he certainly thought the scenery to be quite beautiful. The two humvees made it across the bridge with little hassle however it was when the STRYKER went across that problems arose. Though it didn't hurt the Humvees that most of their weight had been taken off by the others carrying the supplies across the bridge instead. The STRYKER however had a close call as the bridge collapsed. Sebastian who was hanging called for help to which the large Russian man jumped down and grabbed his hand.<br><br>"Hah it is fun first day with new group" He called out cheerfully as he easily yanked the American up onto the ledge next to him. He was grinning broadly and his eyes twinkled with a sort of cheery mischief. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 19:39:18</strong>
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				Sebastian was really starting to regret his life Choices right about now as he could feel his Grip slipping on the stones. His feet kicked to find purchase, but it was doing more harm than good. He grunted as he continued to try, and pull himself up. Blessedly, he would have to do on his own as Lev came over, and helped him up. The Russian seemed extra happy for all the action. "Thanks Corporal." Sebastian stated as he was trying to calm down his racing heart. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>11-09-2014, 01:43:33</strong>
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				Jessie covered her eyes the entire time that the Humvee traveled over the bridge. Not that it gave her much sense of security, every bump of the truck against the stone of the bridge made her yip and almost jump. Niko on the other hand was relatively calm throughout the trip and even looked out the side to see down the edge of the bridge. <br><br><em>'Its been a long time since I came this way. I used to love throwing pebbles down and trying to hear them hit the water.'</em> Niko said as she puled herself back inside the window.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaeronea</strong> on <strong>23-09-2014, 17:10:57</strong>
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				<em>"Oh yes, I understand that there's always someone looking for trouble,"</em> Russell agreed when Niko told him about the reaction of the townspeople to her visit. <em>"Well, if someone's looking hard enough for trouble they'll be sure to find it. So long as we're not around to get caught in the middle of it I really don't care."</em> With those words the wiry Marine settled back into the Humvee's back seat, his ice-blue eyes gazing out the window as the terrain rolled by. His jaw twitched momentarily as Lt Black burst into song - Russell's own singing wasn't anything to write home about, and he'd heard far worse voices than the lieutenant's, but the Army officer still had a long way to go before he'd be winning prizes in karaoke. Still, the young soldier admitted to himself, his tension was probably due to Lev and Jessie's comments about his attraction to Niko. He hastily tried to put the notion out of his mind and focus on the view outside the Humvee as it trundled down the road.<br><br>By the time the convoy of the 13th's vehicles reached the stone bridge that was their destination Russell was almost eager to get out and start walking again. A quick look at the narrow bridge convinced him that maybe it would be better if he got out to check it himself, but before he could make such a suggestion Lt Black had already opened hid own door and had gotten out.<br><br><br>OOC: 2 weeks of crap IRL, a week of working on this post, then losing it in a drive crash - screw it. I'm posting what I've written here, and will work on completing it as I go.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 17:30:33</strong>
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				Once Lt. Black's heart managed to calm down some, he took a deep swig of his canteen. The tepid water not very appetizing, but it did wet his arid mouth enough for him to really start to breath once more. Sebastian's legs were still a bit shaky, but he wanted to at least look composed so he pulled out the map, and started to look it over while leaning against the lead humvee. Looking over the map, it would appear that they&nbsp; were going to go through a narrow pass before coming out on the other side. There another large forest waited for them. Sebastian grimaced, both places were prime locations to launch and ambush against his convoy, and yet it was the only route. Hopefully there wasn't any thing dangerous laying in wait. His finger tapped the map before he let out his breath. Turning, he looked to over to where Niko, and Davis were standing. "Davis! I need you, and Niko over here." Sebastian called out the Marine Corporal. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 21:45:41</strong>
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				Jessie remained in her spot, doing her absolute best not to look over the edge and just think of happy thoughts over and over again. She hated heights, she truly did. <em>'If I wanted to see the world like a bird I would have joined the damn air force.</em>' She thought to herself while staring intently at the roof of the Humvee like she wanted to burn through it with laser vision. When she was finally at the other end she let out a long drawn out sigh as if she had just finished giving birth. In honesty she would probably consider birth easier than crossing a rickety stone bridge in an armored vehicle.<br><br><br><br>Niko for a moment reached a hand around and scratched behind her ear, it seemed to be somewhat flexible, almost like a horse's ear, given how the twitsted and pulled on it to get rid of the itching feeling. It felt good for her to finally get away from the town, it felt even better to spend time with those who did not pity or hate her for being a half bred elf. <br><br>When Lt. Black called her name she looked towards him and began walking over alongside Davis and smiled to the Lt. when she got to his position. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>31-10-2014, 05:14:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/c8/3a/49/c83a497a08787b1ec184bf4e995dc170.jpg)</div>For the duration of the journey of the 13th Recon, there was a presence that moved around with them in a way similar to a ghost.&nbsp; A civilian placed with them for the investigative purpose of learning everything possible, documenting every notable detail they came across or experienced.&nbsp; At the first settlement, it mingled with the local indigenous people to get cultural notes, observe physical differences and document other notable intelligence.&nbsp; There was also the difficulty in keeping it from indulging on the mead, which was now stored inside a backpack alongside other things for future study.&nbsp; This presence was known as Antoinette Danescu, a thirty one year old so-called 'occult investigator' who recently lost the man she loved after fourteen years worth of a relationship.&nbsp; If she had not already have had connections to the military through him, she wouldn't be here and she wouldn't be willing to do this.&nbsp; As far as she was concerned, this was her 'going out with a bang' act.<br><br>She had been seated with the STRYKER during the larger duration of the journey, glued to her books and studies if not killing her liver with alcoholic consumption.&nbsp; Antoinette was rarely sober but she didn't change from its effects.&nbsp; Instead, it just made her stay mellow and numb, neither happy nor sad.&nbsp; It didn't detract from the need to be social when it was required but she felt out of place among the soldiers of the 13th Recon.&nbsp; She wasn't a soldier and during combat she was a liability.&nbsp; Luckily, she knew how to fire a gun and this is the very reason she carried a .38 caliber underneath the black leather trench coat adorned over her rather risque style of attire.&nbsp; Underneath the jacket was a fishnet shirt over a black tube bra that went horizontal across her small breasts, giving view to the majority of her pale, slightly toned flesh.&nbsp; The rest of her attire followed the combat boots and cargo pants for the purpose of carrying multiple items in various pockets.<br><br><em>"C'mon, Miss Danescu.&nbsp; We gotta get out,"</em> said one of the soldiers, earning a delayed reaction when she pried her nose out of her book.<br><br>She didn't seem to register his words at first.&nbsp; Instead she stared past him to the horizon beyond the opened door of the STRYKER vehicle.&nbsp; A decent five seconds later, she took hold of her sidebag, slipped it around her shoulder, and climbed out to join the other military personnel.&nbsp; Her eyes fell back to her book, clearly having found something of immense interest.&nbsp; She had a few questions for their new companion, Niko, at some point but the need to cross the bridge took precedence.&nbsp; Urged to keep her eyes ahead of her, Antoinette sighed out in mild exasperation and closed the book only to tuck it into her bag.&nbsp; <br><br><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I thought you military types were supposed to be fearless,"</strong></span> Antoinette said with a neutral tone, derisive and goading in nature towards Jessie's distress of heights.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>01-11-2014, 02:10:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2014/147/5/a/ellie_rose__helmet_off__by_i_am_thomas-d7gs348.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jessie Mitchels<br><strong>Tagging</strong>:Antoinette Danescu<br><strong>Doing: </strong> Getting pissed.<br><hr><br>Jessie Panted as she sat down on her rear and fanned herself. She looked positively pale after her encounter with the high bridge, being reminded of the time when she was younger and had nearly fallen from a balcony but her parents caught her. Since then she had a deathly horrid fear of heights, especially when seeing how high up she was. If she didn't look, then at the least she could pretend she was on a floating island and decrease her fear.<br><br>She heard their resident voodoo knowing lady and resisted the urge of holding up a middle finger. "Almost fell to my death when I was little...stuff a sock in it." She said and drank a quick gulp of water before getting back up on her feet. She took off her helmet and held it in her hands, turning to look at the woman before her. She had spent absolutely no time with Antoinette and yet after this tiny thing she wasn't sure she wanted to. She knew she was supposed to play nice with the woman since she must have had like +10 on the arcane and mythological knowledge skill, but still just her presence was somewhat unnerving to her and she knew it was wrong but couldn't help it.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>01-11-2014, 03:29:35</strong>
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				Name: Lt. Sebastian Black<br>Tagging: Niko, Corp. Davis, Antonette Danescu<br>Doing: Looking over maps<br><br>=================================================<br><br>Sebastian looked up when he felt that Niko, and Davis approach. Seeing the soft smile upon her lips, He gave one back. It was a warm friendly smile, but that was it. Though attractive, Sebastian could see that there seems to be a connection between the elfmaid, and the Marine Corporal. However, before he could ask his question, he looked past the two at the team's resident "Scientist". He could see the tension between the two, and frowned. They're basically on their own, and he didn't want animosity in his team. "Let it go, Private. it isn't worth your time." he told Mitchels in a warm, but stern tone. He then turned his attention to Antonette. "No one is completely fearless, Ma'am. If you find someone that claims that, He,or she, is. Then they're either lying, or an idiot." he stated respectfully. "Also, don't mistake fearlessness for Courage. John Wayne said it best: Courage is being scared, but saddling up anyways." Sebastian added before dropping the subject.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Turning his attention back to Niko, and Davis, he pointed to the Map. He first pointed at the Pass, and then the Forest area just ahead of it. "I would like for you to ask Lady Niko if she has heard anything about this area we're about to enter. Bandits, Monsters, Hazards, Little Green Men, The fucking Easter bunny. I would like to have an idea of what we may be driving into." he explained in a quiet tone to the two that were standing next to him. <br><br>Since they were resting, many of the soldiers were taking a moment to change their socks, and put fresh foot power on to protect their feet. Others were double checking the supplies, and equipment to ensure nothing got dislodged, or missing on the STRYKER before the bridge collapsed. Some were worried that the crumbling bridge was a bad omen, and took to either praying, or chanting something from their various religions.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>01-11-2014, 05:19:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/c8/3a/49/c83a497a08787b1ec184bf4e995dc170.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Antoinette Danescu<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mitchels | Black<br><strong>Doing:</strong> Rolling her eyes | Lighting up a smoke<br><hr><br>Jessie took offense to her attempt of breaking ice.&nbsp; Granted, it wasn't the most polite approach but she at least tried.&nbsp; She never did get along with other woman, even back in high school nearly two and a half decades ago.&nbsp; She was one of the most popular girls in her class but that didn't mean she was everyone's friend.&nbsp; Forever a tomboy in one way of viewing things.&nbsp; By the time she had leaned against the second Humvee and removed the bag from her shoulder to set beside the tire, she noted not just Jessie looking at her but Black giving her some lecture she damn well already knew.&nbsp; Going so far as to quote John Wayne to try and emphasize the point.&nbsp; Her initial action was the chewing of her tongue in the corner of her mouth and an incredulous rolling of the eyes.<br><br><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Remind me not to crack jokes with you people in the future, would you?&nbsp; Fuckin' swear..."</strong></span><br><br>With that said she patted her legs down until pulling out a pack of Djarum Black cigarette cloves and an antique zippo, going through the process to light one up and take a much needed inhale of toxic fumes into her lungs.&nbsp; She couldn't smoke inside the vehicles and while the other men were coddling to their gods, she would enjoy the solace it brought her.&nbsp; Overhearing Black speak of potential hazards he wanted Niko to point out, it reminded her to pull out a small composition book from another pocket.&nbsp; This notebook had a long series of crudely scribbled notes of things that happened during the day.&nbsp; Later in the day, she put them into journal form.&nbsp; Antoinette was not just studying the things she needed to, but documenting the journey in her own words.<br><br><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"For what it's worth, uh -- Jasmine was it?"</strong></span> she states in Jessie's direction. <span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I'm terrified of things too."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>06-11-2014, 05:55:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://t.facdn.net/12686871@400-1391747721.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Niko Makuta.<br><strong>Current gear</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.spooniart.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/trissl-175x300.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong>:open<br><strong>Doing: </strong> Writing on the map.<br><hr><br>Niko leaned down slightly as she looked at the map, fascinated by the lines and words from another tongue of another world. But the Lieutenant had asked for her to look at the map and write down anything she knew of the area. The road they were following would take them to the capitol of Aldion within a day or two depending on how fast their vehicles could go. Of that she was still unsure. <br><br>She also noted down two ambush locations where thieves liked to hide out and rush caravans. If they needed to rest for the night there were likely a few farmsteads that would be willing to let them rest in heri barns for a night in exchange for something in trade.<br><br>When Niko had written down everything she could remember of value, even a small tavern which catered to..certain <em>desires</em>, she made sure to tell the Lieutenant, for a moment she wondered what was wrong with Jessie.<br><br><em>'She must have been frightened by the bridge collapse.'</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>06-11-2014, 17:17:36</strong>
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				Name: Sebastian Black<br>Tagging: Niko, Davis, Mitchel, Antoinette, Charlies<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Sebastian listened intently as Davis translated what Niko was telling, and writing down on his maps. It would appear they made great headway in their journey to the capitol, and were closer than they were that morning. Though the two spots that were marked as known ambush sites for thieves had him worried. Well, if anything did happen, this world would be a couple of Thieves fewer after the encounter. The mention of the Tavern that had "entertainment" piqued Sebastian's curiosity. He had a very good idea of what the "Entertainment" was, but was debating if it might to his men good for a little R, and R. The cautionary words he told the others at the campsite last night echoing in his mind. He was sure several were packing condoms for various reasons, but would that be enough? Sebastian decided to shelve that notion until they reached the tavern. "Thank you very much Lady Niko. You're services are proving invaluable." Sebastian stated, and gave Niko a thankful smile. <br><br>Rolling up the Maps, Sebastian set them on his seat in the Humvee before he started over to where Jessie was sitting. She seemed quite shaken up by the collapse of the bridge. "Has anyone seen Dr. Luck?" Sebastian called out. He figured that perhaps the Doctor could help Private Mitchell. A couple of the soldiers went off, and looked for the British Doctor. In the interim, Sebastian approached Antoinette. "What do you think about this place?" he asked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>06-11-2014, 23:05:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/c8/3a/49/c83a497a08787b1ec184bf4e995dc170.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Antoinette Danescu<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Niko | Davis | Black<br><hr><br>Antoinette listened in on the translation between their new passenger and Davis, taking extra care to listen to the manner in which Niko spoke.&nbsp; She was no translator but she was doing her best to pick up certain things such as tone, syllable emphasis and the like.&nbsp; It required the passive awareness she had developed in her years of paranormal investigation.&nbsp; Her career made off applying sound, scientific logic and paranormal qualities all into one explainable deduction to her client.&nbsp; It's the very reason she was able to listen to such meticulous detail and take the crudely written notes in her composition pocketbook. <br><br>The news of potential hazards in the form of bandits didn't particularly worry her.&nbsp; She was surrounded by well-trained soldiers and she could fire a gun if necessary to defend herself.&nbsp; The chances of harm coming to her by a small group of ragtag bandits was slim to none.&nbsp; It was the details of this tavern's entertainment that concerned her.&nbsp; Was she ready to move on from Brent's death so soon as to party?&nbsp; Well, the alcohol certainly had its appeal and she would be getting intoxicated as a result.&nbsp; That fact alone let her cast aside the trivial concerns and focus in on Sebastian's approach to reply to his question.<br><br><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"That's a loaded question, lieutenant.&nbsp; I'm sitting here on the edge of a cliff listening to a woman we thought to be nothing but folklore legend and fiction while pondering the repercussions my notes are going to have on my field of expertise.&nbsp; I made a living debunking the paranormal and now I'm <em>standing</em> neck deep in it."</strong></span>&nbsp; <br><br>Her dark, shuttered gaze lifted from her notebook to set upon Sebastian.&nbsp; Shuttered in a way that they were slightly closed to mask her real emotions despite her husky voices taut tone of voice eluding to the contrary.&nbsp; It was up for debate how much the 13th Recon knew of Antoinette's history and how the portals ruined her career but the fact was set in stone.&nbsp; The gaze was fleeting before she closed the notebook and tucked it away into her jacket before pulling it off.&nbsp; This put her pasty, pale flesh on full display underneath the fishnet shirt worn under the jacket.&nbsp; A woman with a lithe, smooth complexion that was riddled with scars,&nbsp; small patches of ink, and small traces of physical training.<br><br><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Why don't you ask me again when I'm not sober?"</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>09-11-2014, 02:17:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://t.facdn.net/12686871@400-1391747721.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Niko Makuta.<br><strong>Current gear</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.spooniart.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/trissl-175x300.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong>:Antoinette<br><strong>Doing: </strong> Saying hello.<br><hr><br>Niko whistled as she walked away from the lieutenant, happy that she had been able to help. The young half elf noticed that the woman in black clothing who seemed rather grump was also looking upset. She didn't like seeing her new friends upset and remembered one of the small travel leather bladders she had contained some of the Nordenhein whine. <em>'That might cheer her up.</em>' Niko thought and walked over to Antoinette.<br><br>"Hi friend...you seem upset. I don't like seeing my friends like that." She said and held out the leather liquid container. "Here, to cheer you up." SHe said with a smile in her native tongue. For a moment she wondered if she should warn the woman that Nordenhein whine was known for being very sour. A good way to wake someone up on the march.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-11-2014, 17:43:31</strong>
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				Name: Sebastian Black<br>Tagging: Niko, Antoinette, Mitchell<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Sebastian listen as Antoinette explained how his question was a "Loaded" Question, and then proceed to tell him how this experience was actually destroying a career that was focused on debunking all this paranormal, and supernatural stuff. Sebastian could sympathize with her. As she tucked her notebook away, and slipped off her jacket, which was understandable considering how warm it was getting, Sebastian couldn't help but take a moment to glance. It was more involuntary than anything else. Aside from teh scarring, she was not a bad looking girl. He looked at her once more when she told him to ask her again when she was not sober. That thought caused him to grimace. He made a mental note to keep an eye on this woman, particularly around alcohol. <br><br>He was about to say something when he noticed Niko approaching the two of them. She was holding a leather bladder, and he could hear someking of liquid sloshing around inside. He took a step back, and let her offer the Bladder to the woman. It would appear that Niko was trying to make friends. That was good. The more they can establish report, the better. <br><br>Sebastian decided to leave The two Girls to try, and communicate while he approached Jesse. The doctor was no where to be found so the Lt. Decided to see if he could help. "think you'll make it Private?" he asked as he knelt down by Jesse. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>16-11-2014, 02:25:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2014/147/5/a/ellie_rose__helmet_off__by_i_am_thomas-d7gs348.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jessie Mitchels<br><strong>Tagging</strong>:Lieutenant Black.<br><strong>Doing: </strong> Getting tired of all the attention.<br><hr><br>Jessie had finally started getting herself back under control. The color had returned to her face and she didn’t feel like panicking and was just stting around since she had nothing else to do. She spotted Niko talking to the woman with the French sounding name and the others moving about and doing their own thing. She even spotted the Russian checking out the scenery through his scope. When Jessie spotted Lieutenant Black approaching she quickly stood up and put on a neutral expression which almost cracked when he asked her if she would be okay. She was honestly getting sick and tired of everyone checking up on her.<br><br><em>'I would be feeling a lot better without everyone of you constantly pestering me.' </em> She thougth but instead went for a more diplomatic approach.<br><br>"I am just fine sir. I will be ready to move out when everyone else is." She said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>16-11-2014, 17:05:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://33.media.tumblr.com/314ca8969ba919f05ef05eb73f8dd939/tumblr_mik2xzYK6L1r18ei8o2_250.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Antoinette Danescu<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Niko | Black<br><hr><br>Antoinette was aware that Sebastian was looking her over and felt no offense by it.&nbsp; In fact, she didn't care at all.&nbsp; It would be very unbecoming to take offense at being looked over by a man when she was wearing such provocative clothing.&nbsp; Though, she did meet his gaze with her own just to ensure he was aware she knew what he was doing.&nbsp; A fleeting glance that would leave no impression other than indifference before she crouched to pick her bag back up and toss around her shoulder.&nbsp; After it was across her shoulder and knowing of the potential danger to be soon, she extracted the .38 sidearm from her shoulder holster and checked the ammunition inside.<br><br>No sooner had she checked the ammunition, she caught the approaching figure of Niko in her peripheral vision.&nbsp; At first, she believe the elven woman to be passing her but it was a false thought.&nbsp; Instead, she stopped at her side and held out a leather bladder.&nbsp; Her chin and gaze lifted to regard it and the woman's eyes skeptically.&nbsp; It didn't help that Antoinette didn't understand Niko's native tongue yet, but that's no issue for her.&nbsp; Body language wasn't something difficult to discern unless one is a sociopath, after all.&nbsp; She lowered the sidearm to her side, held in hand with trigger finger resting horizontal across the barrel and not around the trigger and took a deep inhale of smoke and chemical fumes from the clove hanging from the corner of her lips. <br><br>She accepted the bladder, and opened the top with her teeth before taking a whiff on what was inside, provoking her to cough softly three times.&nbsp; It was stronger than she was expecting.&nbsp; She gave Niko one more glance before tilting her head back to pour the liquid into her mouth without touching the bladder with her lips.&nbsp; Once a decent amount had been collected and her lips closed to swallow, her face twisted and tightened from the sour effect.&nbsp; Antoinette temporarily lurched and lightly tapped her foot to the ground with a shaking of the head and a couch.<br><br><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Jesus fuckin' Christ, this shit's sour,"</strong></span> she commented before offering it back to Niko.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Appreciate it but I'll be sober until we pass the bandits you spoke about."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (A Lustful Bride Production) (Players encouraged to join)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>27-11-2014, 20:07:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://t.facdn.net/12686871@400-1391747721.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Niko Makuta.<br><strong>Current gear</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.spooniart.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/trissl-175x300.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong>:Antoinette<br><strong>Doing: </strong> Saying hello.<br><hr><br>Niko smiled as she took the jug back from Antoinette and attatched it to her belt. Her face pretty much said 'Your welcome' even though she had no real way of really knowing what Antoinette had said to her. <br><br>She spent the rest of the resting time patrolling around the vehicles and looking at them curiously. The devices were fascinating and so much smoother than in a carriage. If everything these 'hyuumans' had with them was this amazing then she might end up in the tales told by bards and historians for bringing them to king Oberon.<br><br><em>'A half breed like me being remembered...what a thing.'</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-11-2014, 15:52:09</strong>
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				Name: Sebastian Black<br>Tagging: Open<br>Doing: Getting the show back out on the road. <br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Once the group managed to calm down, and get their breath from the rather harrowing bridge crossing, Sebastian figured it was time to get the show back out on the road. Walking up to the Sargent, Sebastian tapped him on the shoulder. "Get the vehicles started. We're going to be moving out." He stated. "Yes, El Tee." the Sarge stated before climbing into the Humvee. Sebastian then put his fingers to his lips, and gave a very loud shrill whistle. Everyone's heads snapped up to look at him. "MOUNT UP! We're moving out!" Sebastian called out to everyone. This was reinforced by the sound of the Humvee's engine starting. Quickly the men, and women started to gather their gear, and climb back aboard the vehicles. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>20-12-2014, 01:55:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2014/147/5/a/ellie_rose__helmet_off__by_i_am_thomas-d7gs348.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jessie Mitchels<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open.<br><strong>Doing: </strong> Getting back into gear.<br><hr><br>Jessie heard the call from the Lieutenant and hopped to her feet, she adjusted her clothes and cheked all her equipment before heading to the nearest Humvee. She sat down in one of the back passenger seats, her boots bumping against the suitcases with gifts inside. To her surprise Niko jumped in as well and waved to her as she soon joined her, the elf woman even buckling her seat up. (Or at least attempting to with her limited knowledge.)<br><br>In response to the sudden new arrival, Jessie just smiled and cleared her throat to get the Elf’s attention. When she had it she leaned over and properly put on Niko’s seatbelt. With an audible click Niko was now secured in her seat and smiled in return to Jessie. quickly uttering a thanks to with Jessie smiled and went back to her seat. <br><br><em>‘If this is how elves are I cant wait to see the capitol, almost wish the big wigs had let us take Cameras with us on this mission.’</em> Jessie thought, remembering how Cameras and other such things were not allowed by anyone, save those with special authorization, out of the bases since they might spook the locals and at the moment a good first impression was deemed to be a high priority.<br><br><br>----------------------------------------<br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://t.facdn.net/12686871@400-1391747721.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Niko Makuta.<br><strong>Current gear</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.spooniart.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/trissl-175x300.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><strong>Doing: </strong> Hopping into the vehicles.<br><hr><br>Niko thanked Jessie after she helped her get the strange metal and leather strapping on properly, she wasn't sure what they were really for but assumed they made it easier to sit down in the moving carriage, especially with how fast it could consistently go and the turns and swerves that sometimes happened. It all made Niko thankful that she wasn't one of those who easily grew sick of things that moved too quickly, still the ride was smoother than any horse or carriage that Niko had taken previously. <br><br>When the Humvee began moving, Niko looked out the window and watched the others in the scout group move out after them. She smiled through the window at some of them while admiring what marvelous machines they had, it made her all the more excited to reach the capitol of her homeland and take the Humans before King Oberon and his court. <br><br><em>'And I will be damned if I will let some filthy <strong>thieves </strong> stand in the way of me and giving half breeds a good name.' </em> She thought with a poud smile, her hands instinctively tightening upon the handle of the blade she carried with her. <br><br>Off in the distance though a new pair of eyes was watching the convoy along its path, several miles away from the lens of a spyglass, a dark elf with skin almost purple and eyes redder than blood watched from the safety of the leaves of a tree. Through the branches he watched the nwwcomers whose realm The Moruul Legion had failed to conquer.<br><br><strong>"Lord Moruul preserve me, they really are here. I must report this to The Master." </strong> The spy said to himself as he watched the convoy move away and waited until they were out of sight before running off to go and find others of his Legion to tell the news to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>20-12-2014, 16:04:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/c8/3a/49/c83a497a08787b1ec184bf4e995dc170.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Antoinette Danescu<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None | Open<br><hr><br>With the taste of the alcohol Niko had given her lingering in the depths of her mouth, Antoinette had decided it was best time to get out of everyone's way and mount into the STRYKER with the others again.&nbsp; Almost flawlessly timed with the barked out orders and the engines humming to life, she set her bag in the vehicle and flicked her clove over the cliff out of respect.&nbsp; She may seem abrasive and reproachable but she had the common decency to not filter out the fresh air in the vehicle with toxic chemicals.&nbsp; The jacket came next, gently folded at the waist line and sat atop her bag before crawling in. <br><br>Once inside, secured and relatively comfortable, she began to fiddle with her .38 sidearm with a trained grace.&nbsp; It was apparent that her lover had shown her a way around guns though she was nowhere near as skilled and accurate as the soldiers in the 13th Recon.&nbsp; At best, she would simply cover her own tail in a pinch against the assortment of threats in this place.&nbsp; Things to be studied.&nbsp; Her gaze lifted to the outside window and began to zone out in thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>21-12-2014, 03:34:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Sebastian Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lead Humvee<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Niko, open. <br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <br><br>The intrepid band started away from the remains of the stone bridge, and continued on their Journey. Lt. Black hoped there would be a way back across the chasm, but if all else failed, they could air lift the Vehicles back to the base. the Road was bumpy, but the vehicles shocks easily soaked them up with little to no protest out of them. The Sun continued to raise in the sky above them. Considering how much time they lost cause of the bridge, and Orc attack, Sebastian ordered the convoy to keep moving, and that eating would be done on the road. Though he did have a couple of stops for Bathroom breaks, He wasn't heartless by any means. <br><br>As the Sun was began to descend in the horizon, Sebastian was looking for a place for the group to bed down at night. According to the maps that Niko Provided, There was an Inn along their route right before they reach a large forest. Hopefully, depending on how things go, Sebastian could let his men sleep in actual beds tonight, and have real food instead of MREs. <br><br>After about an hour, Sebastian could could see smoke rising in the distance. It was soft, and lazy, a cook fire smoke. "We're going to see about staying at the inn tonight Sargent." Sebastian explained. "Really!? The others will like that!" the large Sargent said with a grin. "Yes, A warm bed is much better than a hole in the ground." Sebastian agreed, though the notification of "Distractions" at this inn did have Sebastian a little worried, and hoped no problems would occur with this. <br><br>Reaching the Inn, the three vehicles pulled off the road, and parked behind the building so other travelers did not see their vehicles.&nbsp; The soldiers disembarked, and stretched. Looking at up at inn, it looked like a nice place. "Niko! Hey Niko!" Sebastian called to the group's resident Elf. He hoped he could communicate that they need room, and food for the night, and hoped that she'll be able to barter for them a fair price.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rikka</strong> on <strong>21-12-2014, 15:55:00</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Lauriel<br><strong>Location:</strong> Some distance from the Inn <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Lauriel was depressed.&nbsp; What seemed a great idea at the time - leaving her forest home on short notice to pursue any signs or leads on the whereabouts of those fascinating ‘green men’ - has come biting back at her in strides.&nbsp; First, getting hopeless lost.&nbsp; She followed one direction she thought she saw the green men headed.&nbsp; When doubt was starting to settle on the choice she made she backtracked, only to soon realize that she has completely lost her way, even back to her home!&nbsp; Second, the lands beyond her forest are a complete unknown.&nbsp; Lauriel’s first night in the open was a terrifying experience to say the least.&nbsp; Unlike the forest which provided a reassuring ambiance, the open plains felt hollow and unsettling, open to imagined and real threats conjured by the elfmaid’s naive mind. Trying to sleep on the unfamiliar ground gave no end of discomfort for Lauriel, wishing she were back in the comfort and security of her home back at the village.&nbsp; Finally, she did not much prepare in the way for provisions for a long journey.&nbsp; &nbsp;In her haste, she only managed to pack some fruits and sweet breads. <br><br>Lauriel did not know how long and how far she has travelled, but all the food she carried was no longer with her.&nbsp; Still very much wandering aimlessly she had yet to meet someone in her journey, and still no sign of those green men.&nbsp; She did, however, encountered a small pack of wolves ways back, with slavering intentions of making her their dinner.&nbsp; It took half of her arrows to make the surviving pack to reconsider a lone elfmaid as easy prey.&nbsp; <br><br>Just when it seemed that she was ready to resign herself to her hopeless situation, Lauriel stumbles upon a house!&nbsp; After wandering for so long and going through a lot of hardships, Lauriel found renewed hope upon finding this large structure before her, a place where people dwell and find shelter.&nbsp; And if that was not enough, her weary eyes were rewarded – identifying the distinct shapes and color of the green men’s beasts nearby.&nbsp; “It’s the green men!&nbsp; I’ve finally found them!”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>22-12-2014, 02:35:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://t.facdn.net/12686871@400-1391747721.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Niko Makuta.<br><strong>Current gear</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.spooniart.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/trissl-175x300.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Lt. Black, Lauriel<br><strong>Doing: </strong> Hopping into the vehicles.<br><hr><br>Niko looked to the lieutenant when he spoke to her, quickly nodding and smiling. “Yes, I will peak with the Inn keepers, hopefully they will have enough room for all of us.” She said, though doubting it since no tavern/inn was ever that empty. The Elf woman hopped out of the Humvee, her brown leather boots splashing in the mud and sinking into it slightly. But this didn't concern her in the slightest as she moved away from the vehicles and soon into the actual Inn. <br><br>As she made her way into the inn, Niko for a moment thought she saw another elf, but then just rubbed her eyes and thought it was a trick of the light caused by the setting sun. As she stepped in she could see that the locals of this region were staring out the window at the newcomers and sharing tales. <br><br>Niko’s curiosity took the better of her and she began walking slower to the counter where the innskeeper, an older and portly low elf. His skin was tanned, his ears were almost rounded like that of the humans but were pointy enough to still identify him as an elf, and he seemed to have a receding hairline.<br><br>The others in the bar spoke tales of the ‘<em>Huu mans.</em>’ Of ‘<em>Green men’ </em> and various other names. They told tales of how they had seen the newcomers defeat hordes of orcs from a distant, render Dark Elves to nothing but sobs and tears with strange devices that blared sound like the screams of a banshee or fired smoke at groups of spiders that somehow burnt the spiders to cinders. Another of the patrons told a story of how the newcomers had once brought up a mage who was a hunchback by the way he walked and yet he poured flames from his hands and destroyed an entire spider nest by his own power alone. <br><br>Listening to all of this left Niko with a large smile upon her face as she could only hope that news of the Human’s exploits reached King Oberon’s ears and increased the prestige she would get for bringing them to him. <br><br>Within thirty minutes, Niko returned with a smile upon her face and a spring in her step as she returned to the group. <br><br>“The innskeeper has graciously granted all of us free food and seven free beds for the night. I managed to haggle him down to nothing.” She said, while putting her hands upon her hips, her smile only getting wider. In truth Niko had really just talked about the Humans she traveled with, how they obliterated some Orc raiders and how they were on their way to see King Oberon.&nbsp; Niko then led her friends inside where two busty bar wench elves were already prepared to take orders, their dresses recently torn to show off their legs, an obvious trick by the inskeeper to make them look more desirable to the Green Men and get them to pay whatever coin they used to lay with the two elf women. <br><br>But whenever one approached the men with the intent to offer sexual services, Niko would always speak up and the elves would leave with a frown upon their face and their fists clenched.<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2014/147/5/a/ellie_rose__helmet_off__by_i_am_thomas-d7gs348.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jessie Mitchels<br><strong>Tagging</strong>:Lauriel<br><strong>Doing: </strong> Drinking.<br><hr><br>Jessie had been relieved to have some new food for once. A constant diet of MREs tasted like a three course meal of cardboard and rubber. So the option to have something new was great. She was currently sampling some local type of fish, it tasted almost like candy bust at the same time rather bland, it made Jessie wonder what kinds of spices the locals used for their meals. <br><br>As she ate, Jessie continued to notice a female elf who constantly tried stealing glances at her and the others.<br><br><em>'This is going to become a thing isn't it?'</em> She thought and decided she might as well get used to the looks while she was in this world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>24-12-2014, 15:53:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27500000/Rooney-Mara-as-Lisbeth-Salander-rooney-mara-as-lisbeth-salander-27595650-500-617.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Antoinette Danescu<br><strong>Role:</strong> <del>Scientist</del> Paranormal Investigator<br><strong>Speaking To:</strong> The 13th | Open<br><strong>Mentioning Of:</strong> Niko, Barkeep, Lauriel<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black trench coat, fishnet shirt, black tube top, camo cargo pants and combat boots<br><hr><br>By the time the 13th Recon had reached the tavern, night was approaching and the sun's radiant warmth was being extinguished for the evening.&nbsp; Antoinette stepped out from the STRYKER and stretched to conquer the lethargic tension built up from the journey, gradually developing an eagerness to the thought of alcohol consumption.&nbsp; Their elven guide spoke in her natural dialect, reminding her to attempt learning how to communicate later, before making her way inside.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"I need a book that covers their language,"</strong></span> she murmured to herself, subconsciously tossing an eye towards their translator.&nbsp; She pondered if he'd have such a thing and would allow her to read and study it.<br><br>Once she felt that the necessity of stretching was no longer in place, she secured her sidearm into the holster harnessed to her shoulder.&nbsp; The fact they did not encounter a group of bandits on their journey was fortunate but Antoinette couldn't help but feel uneasy.&nbsp; Feel like they were being watched from a distance but she chalked it up to her paranoia.&nbsp; Or did she?&nbsp; After all, the legends of the 'green men' would warrant investigative eyes from across the land should their curiosity get the better of them.&nbsp; It's while her thoughts drifted away that she was able to spot the female watching them, appearing awestruck.&nbsp; She could only roll her eyes and turn to retrieve her bag from the STRYKER and slip her arms back into her black, leather trench coat.<br><br>In only half an hour, everyone had migrated into the tavern once Niko confirmed they all had vacancies for the team and at no cost.&nbsp; When they walked in, Antoinette was quick to catch the torn ends of the busty barmaid's dresses, knowing by the combination of that detail plus their not-so-subtle sizing up of the men what was coming.&nbsp; Be it their intention to try and rob whatever man fell victim to their advances, seek to have a child with a pseudo-celebrity, or simply look to earn more cash in the pocket, it mattered very little to Antoinette.&nbsp; She had not yet developed the emotional attachment to anyone within the 13th to warrant a need for immediate concern.&nbsp; Besides, they deserved it.&nbsp; She wouldn't deny them the praise and respects where merit was due.&nbsp; Still, that uneasy feeling couldn't be shaken off.&nbsp; Perhaps the answer to her worries rest in the very thing she had already made her way to obtain.<br><br>Posting herself at the tavern's bar via her elbows and putting her hands into one another, she trailed the barkeep with her eyes until attention was provided.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Does the free food include some of your best mead?&nbsp; If so, go ahead and set me up a pint or two.&nbsp; I plan to be shit-faced by midnight."</strong></span>&nbsp; The barkeep answered and she pushed herself from the counter. <span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Go ahead and set me up.&nbsp; I'm gonna put my bag in my room,"</strong></span> she added, sauntering through the den to do just that once the barkeep gave her instructions how to get there.&nbsp; Within another five minutes, Antoinette returned and took her up pints of mead before sitting at a table near the others.&nbsp; It was here she spotted Niko preventing the busty barmaids from seducing the men of the 13th, making her smirk derisively at them.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Looks like our guide doubles as a cockblock, boys,"</strong></span> she stated, loud enough to try and catch their interest before kicking back a large pull of her first pint of mead.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"She might want first dibs by the look of it.&nbsp; Who's gonna hop on it, I wonder."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-12-2014, 06:06:31</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2010/database/100531/ryan-gosling-300.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Lt. Sebastian Black<br><strong>Location:</strong> Just outside Inn.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Niko, Antoinette, Lauriel open<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>With the help of Corporal Davis, Sebastian was able to communicate with Niko that they were hoping that the Inn would give them Lodgings, and food. He smiled as Niko seemed quite eager to help, and watched her bound into the Inn. Though he noticed that Davis was looking a bit more intensely than one would think casual interest would go. Sebastian smirked, but didn't say anything. "Okay, We're going to see if we can stop here, and have access to their beds!" He called out. There was a chorus of cheers from the Assembled men, and women. "However, that doesn't mean you can go hog-nuts."&nbsp; He cautioned. He didn't want to start an interdimensional incident via a bar room brawl. Though as the men stood around, and waited to see if they would be allowed to stay, Sebastian thought he saw a figure on the road up a ways. However, before he could confirm, he was called away by a young private with a question. <br><br>Niko would quickly return, and inform them all that the Rooms, and Food were free. "Wow, that was nice of them." Sebastian stated, though he suspected that there was ulterior motives at play than just Niko's Haggling skills. Most likely so the Innkeeper could tell others that he played host to him, and his men. However, Sebastian didn't scruple at taking the very lucrative Offer. "Alright. Private Payne, and Stapanick. You're to watch the vehicles, and make sure they're not messed with. You'lle be relieved in 3 hours." Sebastian told two of the soldiers before following Niko into the Inn. <br><br>As they entered, Sebastian, and many of the men quickly stiffened up as they felt the entire place look, and stare at them. There was the usual mixture of curiosity, and fear. though Sebastian could see a couple of the patrons sizing them up should a fight break out. That was a scenario that he wanted to avoid at all cost. Sebastian directed all the soldiers to a large table in the back. He removed his helmet, and set it down, but within ease reach. His Carbine he leaned against his leg. Sebastian then leans against the table, and lets out a soft sight as he sees Antoinette make her way to the bar. <br><br>the Group was quickly beset by a couple of elf Maidens with more on their minds than simply serving food, and drink. Sebastian had noticed that their outfits were made to enhance their appeal, and that their mannerisms were more to show off their busts, their legs, or their posteriors. None were bad to look at either. Though Sebastian was quick to notice that Niko was keeping Maids at an arms length. He had mixed feelings about it, but figured it was best not to take the dip. <br><br>Antoinette's announcement had everyone's head snapping her way. Though Sebastian elbowed The Marine Corporal, and gave him a subtle nod to be a bit more open with Niko. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rikka</strong> on <strong>26-12-2014, 14:06:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w172/minarou/7eabfbc7-e545-48bc-890b-b0123737f8c9.jpg)</div>Name: Lauriel <br>Location: Inn's Common Room<br>Tagging: Niko, Antoinette, Black, Open<br><br><hr><br>Lauriel observed a little while longer the green men from her vantage point.&nbsp; They did not appear to notice her as most of them entered the lone, out of way establishment - seeking food and lodging for the night, the elfmaid concluded - things she needed as well.&nbsp; But her extreme curiosity and excitement over discovering the object of her quest pushed such needs and comforts aside as she pattered toward the green men’s rumbling beasts, situated nearby, and started her investigation.<br><br>Upon reaching behind the largest of the three ‘beasts’ she reached out to touch it. Her fingers retracted but touched again the creature’s skin when there was no reaction from it. She could tell it was made out some kind of metal, like armor.&nbsp; Could this be its platting? And it did not emit any thundering sound like she remembered hearing from once before.&nbsp; It sat still, silent.&nbsp; It must be asleep.<br><br>Her scrutiny came to an end when two of the green men suddenly appeared and accosted her.&nbsp; But they did not appear threatening, and wore funny looks on their faces.&nbsp; They were smiling but acted rather awkward; trying to convey something to the elf girl, but Lauriel could not understand a word they were saying.<br><br>&nbsp;“Green Men, I wish to have a word with you?” she said, as if her words and speech were any better in being understood.<br>Lauriel then remembered seeing a fellow elfmaid among the company of the green men who seemed overly familiar with them.&nbsp; She must have been with them for quite some time, and may have learned a lot of their customs, and language.&nbsp; Lauriel decided to see this elf, if only to get her thoughts and intentions across to these people. <br>&nbsp;<br>Abruptly leaving the two men where they stood Lauriel headed for the entrance of the establishment.&nbsp; Upon entering her senses received sights, sounds, and smells which the elfmaid felt unaccustomed with unlike that back in her village.&nbsp; Myriad eyes from races she only heard of, or have seen for the first time, greeted her with mixed reactions.&nbsp; Each of the occupants spoke in their native tongue sounding nothing more than chittering gibberish to the elfmaid’s sensitive ears.&nbsp; She grimaced and wrinkled her pert nose to the strong smells and aromas that wafted the establishment’s interior.<br><br>Sure enough Lauriel easily finds the rest of the green men, who mostly occupy the largest table in the place. A commotion of sorts was developing between them and two elven women who were acting too shameless in Lauriel’s eyes, while the elf girl in question, whom Lauriel was looking for, acted as sort of a go-between.&nbsp; The whole scene resulted in a queer-looking girl, seated at a long table farther away, to voice out something audible that the elfmaid obviously could not understand but caused disapproving stares from the men in green.&nbsp; Lauriel also recalled seeing her in the company of the group, but after seeing her up close something about her bother the elfmaid, and she could not put her finger in what it is at the moment.&nbsp; She had to be wary of this one.<br><br>Mentally shrugging it off, she returns her focus on why she was here.&nbsp; Confidently she strides to the elfmaid mediator.&nbsp; “Sister,” she says in elvish, the only language she knows of, “please pardon me, but I am in need of your assistance.” So far so good, she thought and continues. “I wish you to convey my words to the Men in Green.&nbsp; I wish to speak with them, if you don't mind?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Biles</strong> on <strong>30-12-2014, 18:43:43</strong>
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				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">Character Sheet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=216617.msg10829924#msg10829924)</div>(http://s1.hubimg.com/u/5059516_f520.jpg)(http://www.safaribwana.com/IMAGES/companyimage/spacer.gif)</td><td><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cpl. Zia Yung<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering the inn.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The 13th Recon.<br><hr>Throughout most of the trip, Zia kept quiet to herself blending in with the other troops. Aside from encountering a deadly skirmish, her existence remained kind of oblivious to others. As the recon team had little or no major equipment malfunctions, she spent most of her time honing her martial arts skills where ever she could. Of course, she wasn't the only one to remain quiet during the whole mission. Antoinette too was keeping to herself just as well, but then even she was a bit more active than Zia. Whenever the unit took small breaks, Zia would go out into a clear area and practice her moves. Of course this often upset the commander when she strayed out too far.<br><br>The corporal had yet to prove her potential in this new unexplored world, and other than performing her combat duties during the incident, she had yet to show her true talents to others. Now at the village where the 13th was planning to stay and rest up, Zia remained behind as part of the patrol shift guarding the vehicles from suspicious people. As an engineer, Zia was weary of locals snooping too much around the humvees, especially the STRYKER which she currently took residence in. However, it was far too long for Zia to stay cooped up in the tank. As she was about to exit the back end of the vehicle, she noticed a particular blonde elf snooping around. Curious and suspicious of her motives, she ducked down making sure she wasn't spotted. For quite awile, Zia had tried to study up on learning Gatespeak through the use of one of her diagnostic touch pads. However, it was kind of difficult given she had to keep up in speaking in two and a half other languages, English, Spanish, and ironically Chinese being the hardest.<br><br>As far as her Gatespeaking skills, Zia would have sounded like a child speaking in their broken language, far more than she would with English with the locals. Whatever the elven maiden said, it was too quick for her to pick up and comprehend. Now and then, she would carry a touch pad to aid her in Gatespeak. After the elf left abruptly, Zia then exited the vehicle and asked the soldiers about what was going on. However, they shrugged as they didn't speak Gatespeak. She then told them to continue guarding the vehicles as she made her way to the inn.<br><br>Inside the commons, it was heavily filled with patrons and like the elf, she too didn't have trouble finding her comrades who were sitting at the large table as they stood out amongst the crowd like a sore thumb. Approaching the table, Zia stood close behind the elf. Being part-Asian didn't help her to appear intimidating as she was the shortest of the group.<br><br><em>"Men in green? That we are called?"</em> she spoke attempting to address in Gatespeak, albeit obscured.</td></tr></tbody></table>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-01-2015, 22:36:09</strong>
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				A short distance from the Inn sat the start of the Great Balken Forest. A massive thick expanse of Trees that was home to many monsters, tribes, and bands of Bandits. It took a courageous heart, and a Iron Will to brave the forest alone, and not with a caravan. Many travelers would often stop at the Inn, and wait till enough people showed to create a caravan through the forest. Though today, the forest looks upon the Inn with Hungry, greedy eyes. For the past week, they have been watching the Inn. Seeing what kind of people would show up, and what possible treasures they could have. The owner of the Inn has been entreated several times to be an agent. To pass along information on what kind of Travelers he was housing. He was promised great rewards for his services, but he always refused. The only reason the inn still stands, or the Owner still lives is cause the Inn was the only one for miles, and The owner was very well known. He was smart in that respect. For him to suddenly disappear it would definitely draw suspicion for anyone taking his place. <br><br>"We should raid the place!" One voice stated. "Yeah, think of all the coin purses that we could snatch." Another seconded. "I'm more interested in the women." A third interjected. "No. We have to be careful. I've been hearing Rumors of "Green Men" and how a small band has the power of an army." the first stated as he rubbed a slender chin. Beady eyes narrowed upon the vehicles, and the two people that were watching it. He wasn't sure if these were the "Green Men" as he heard about, but the fact that their clothes were green, and they held things he never seen before was worrisome. <br><br>However, this didn't seemed to deter the others. "Barzon, if you don't do anything, the others will think you a coward, and remove you from Leadership." The third voice stated in a thinly veiled threat. Barzon spun on the third person, a fellow Dark elf, and his hand smacked him hard. Sending him into the mud. "Do you ever threaten me again!" Barzon hissed as he glared his red eyes at the Dark elf in the mud. "unlike you worthly fucks, It was my intelligence that allowed us to get this far. Don't you forget that!" He snapped before he turned, and watched the Inn some more. "We'll attack tonight. Once everyone has gone to sleep." He stated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rikka</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 05:52:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w172/minarou/7eabfbc7-e545-48bc-890b-b0123737f8c9.jpg)</div>Name: Lauriel <br>Location: Inn's Common Room<br>Tagging: Niko, Black, Open<br><br><hr><br>As Lauriel asked the elf girl for some assistance a sudden wave of exhaustion began to overshadow her.&nbsp; Her vision sudden became blurry as the pang of days of living off in the wilderness, which she is not used to, has taken its toll on the young elf causing her head to swim in dizziness.&nbsp; She turned from the dark-skinned elf, whose concerned look for her turns and stretches in a blobby pulsating shape, to the men in green seated, some who stood up and look at her with worried expressions, saying somethings to the elf which she could only hear as garbled as her sensitive ears begin emitting a buzzing sound that became so deafening.<br><br>Her vision finally starts to tunnel, her eyelids flickering and becoming heavier, she could not fight it any longer.&nbsp; How undignified it is for her, to finally find the green men that she found to be so intriguing, and to have them see she like this, succumbing to something so ridiculous and embarrassing like hunger and fatigue.&nbsp; Her eyes eventually blackened out; she felt like falling into an abyss.&nbsp; She resigned herself in her mind, let the bliss of oblivion take her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In far Distant Lands (Players encouraged to join. LGBT Friendly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Biles</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 07:56:34</strong>
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				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">Character Sheet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=216617.msg10829924#msg10829924)</div>(http://s1.hubimg.com/u/5059516_f520.jpg)(http://www.safaribwana.com/IMAGES/companyimage/spacer.gif)</td><td><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cpl. Zia Yung<br><strong>Location:</strong> Inn's Common Room.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lauriel, open.<br><hr>There was a sudden pause of silence. Zia stepped back a bit expecting the elf to turn around and respond to her rough Gatespeak question. Instead however, the elf in front of her stood there and then began to wobble about to the point that the other members of her squad began to look serious and concern.<br><br>"Uhh.. Hey lady, you okay?" she asked but accidentally speaking out in English. As the elf continued to remain unresponsive Zia started worrying even more. Then she peered her head around Lauriel towards the rest of Recon 13. "S-sir, this lady she looks like she's gonna go outta commission." she spoke out not knowing what to do while panning towards the other members in her squad. Quickly however, she pressed both hands against Lauriel's back as if preventing her from being able to fall backwards.<br><br>"Hey guys" she whispered out loud to one of the privates "find a chair or something. I don't think I'll be able to hold her up and we need to sit her down." then Zia turned back to Lauriel.<br><br><em>"You okay?"</em> she asked whispering in Gatespeak behind Lauriel's pointed ear.</td></tr></tbody></table>
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