SURVIVE 4 — Land of Savages • [DAY 3 | Early Night | In the Squall]

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Plethora

March 05, 2018, 10:49:16 PM
Aif can feel that the rain is approaching quickly, and some sixth sense forebodes lightning, so he calls a warning out to Yana, but in Celtic, not Germanic (force of habit), and she moves out of earshot without noting his message.  Aif trusts that she knows how to take care of herself (well enough at least), shrugs it off, and drags into the hut some more dry-ish wood until the rain begins.

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Juncoph

March 06, 2018, 09:45:34 AM
Quote from: SWAT One on March 03, 2018, 11:57:53 AM
"Well with the storm about to come in and nothing really to do outside, you may start now."

"Zven, [unknown. . .." Zven nods and leaves the bread where it is. Zaluk takes another piece, and motions to the bread with palms up to welcome Douzheng to partake.

Attn.: Douzheng

Douzheng bows mildly, and accepts another breadslice. He gets to work shortly after, querying Zaluk whenever it's unclear where a certain work or two should be.

SWAT One

March 07, 2018, 11:54:24 AM
Yana arrives down at the river and begins to scoop heaps of clay onto the stone, then carries the stone back to the hut. Aif sees Yana incoming with the stone held over her head with a heap of mud on it.


Zaluk thanks Douzheng for his work and says something to Zven before Douzheng asks his question. Zven goes downstairs again. "Alphabetical by author, please."

Douzheng realizes that most of these scrolls recount military battles, strategic practices and study in tactics, training and form. The library is extensive, something that might be at a barrack's library back in Trusia, however, the texts are old, some of them hardly legible, and all of them using Late Middle Trusian. Other works include old poems and writings with which Douzheng has a passing familiarity. Some are classic works of Epsilosi scholars. Most of these appear to be copies.


Theric begins to feel the first rain fall on the boat, which is making good but uneasy headway over the choppy seas.
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grunterdb1951

March 07, 2018, 05:46:53 PM
Quote from: SWAT One on March 03, 2018, 10:14:22 AM
The men happily receive his help and pull Theric up on board just as the boat begins leaving. The sails remain tied up, and several men on the already mainly depopulated deck head under for the rowing deck. They start to push the oars out of the several port and starboard portholes. Two men are manning the rudder. A soldier commands Theric, "Go and help the men below." before walking toward a man of the cloth which Theric had not noticed before, with his face covered by a large hood. The cloak is grey, but decorated with indigo patterns on the hood, arms and back. The man speaks with Ikhannuk and the helmsman, but then turns to face the soldier which addressed him before.
Quote from: SWAT One on March 07, 2018, 11:54:24 AM
Theric begins to feel the first rain fall on the boat, which is making good but uneasy headway over the choppy seas.

Theric grunts, panting as he feels the rain patter against himself and the upper deck as he takes a moment to catch his breath. Looking over to the soldier, Theric nods- his eyes following him before he stares deeply at the hooded man. His brows furrow and he takes in his appearance with great detail, before he shakes his head to himself and does as the soldier instructed- heading to the lower decks to help out the others as best as he can.

While he does this, he's also gonna try and earn some brownie points with the other soldiers while he has the chance. Reputation is important, when you're foreign.

SWAT One

March 08, 2018, 09:21:08 AM
The boat jolts suddenly as a wave hits it starboard-side, throwing him into the side of the stairway and bumping him into a soldier who is coming up from the lower decks, no doubt annoying him but not seeming to make him exceptionally angry. "Hey, watch it." The soldier continues on up to the upper deck and turns toward the stern.

Theric is hit with a wave of rank, humid and tepid air from the rowing deck. As his eyes adjust, he sees a mix of some soldiers and some other men in poor quality trousers with no shirts on their backs. All of them is rowing. A soldier spots Theric and calls him to take a seat on the bench.

Plethora

March 08, 2018, 09:42:36 AM
Aif is unsure of what Yana plans to do with what from this distance appears to be dirt.  As Yana gets closer, however, it becomes clear that it's clay she carries, and Aif believes that she intends to make some pots or something.  Aif, having little knowledge or inclination toward pottery, tends the fire.

SWAT One

March 08, 2018, 09:53:45 AM
Yana arrives at the hut, setting down the large stone at the entrance behind her, gaining her bearings, blinking and moving hesitantly as her eyes adjust. "Aif, would you give me a hand with removing the griddle-stone? We can take two thick branches on either side and lift it off the support stones."

Plethora

March 10, 2018, 08:19:09 AM
Aif pauses, then gets up to help, keeping half an eye on the sky all the while.

grunterdb1951

March 10, 2018, 09:53:07 PM
Quote from: SWAT One on March 08, 2018, 09:21:08 AM
The boat jolts suddenly as a wave hits it starboard-side, throwing him into the side of the stairway and bumping him into a soldier who is coming up from the lower decks, no doubt annoying him but not seeming to make him exceptionally angry. "Hey, watch it." The soldier continues on up to the upper deck and turns toward the stern.

Theric is hit with a wave of rank, humid and tepid air from the rowing deck. As his eyes adjust, he sees a mix of some soldiers and some other men in poor quality trousers with no shirts on their backs. All of them is rowing. A soldier spots Theric and calls him to take a seat on the bench.
Theric grunts, a glance offered to the man he bumped into and with a rolling of his shoulders. He eyes him for a second before he simply turns back and gets ready to continue down. When the sudden atmosphere of the lower deck hits him, Theric's nose flares and he keeps himself from showing his distaste with a tight pursing of his lips.

Theric glances over to the bench, looking back to the soldier for a moment or two before he heads over to take a seat down- assuming he'll be joining in the rowing. And if he is, he'll be doing his damnedest too. He doesn't want to get caught in another storm of all things.

SWAT One

March 11, 2018, 04:21:58 PM
Yana positions the logs underneath the stone and picks squats down to get under it, then standing to lift it off the fire with Aif. The bottom is blackened with soot and reddened by the heat of the fire.

She tries to move in a pattern that promotes safety. "Outside."

The first raindrops begin to fall at the hut.


Theric gets to rowing and they reach the port in safety, despite some of the waves crashing through the portholes used for the oars. They arrive back, as the storm comes in full force, dumping heavy sheets of rain down on the land, and blowing with gale-force winds. Drenched in sweat and seawater, at least they've made it back to port. The men are released to help secure the boat to the dock. A team of several men are struggling with pulling the main rope to shore and seem to be losing the battle. Some other men are tossing the cargo to the men standing on the dock. Ikhannuk is barking orders to his men.
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Plethora

March 14, 2018, 10:36:29 AM
Aif moves alongside Yana with comparative ease.  Noting the rain, he moves with greater haste, though no less care, but slackens his pace again on realizing that Yana is already working near capacity.  Her years of servitude haven't hardened her physically as much as my years on the sea.

SWAT One

March 14, 2018, 02:00:39 PM
Aif and Yana both set down the stone and head inside. Some dear scamper right through the camp to try and take shelter, and are gone as quickly as they came.

grunterdb1951

March 14, 2018, 07:38:03 PM
Quote from: SWAT One on March 11, 2018, 04:21:58 PM
Theric gets to rowing and they reach the port in safety, despite some of the waves crashing through the portholes used for the oars. They arrive back, as the storm comes in full force, dumping heavy sheets of rain down on the land, and blowing with gale-force winds. Drenched in sweat and seawater, at least they've made it back to port. The men are released to help secure the boat to the dock. A team of several men are struggling with pulling the main rope to shore and seem to be losing the battle. Some other men are tossing the cargo to the men standing on the dock. Ikhannuk is barking orders to his men.

Theric pants, his eyes half-lidded from fatigue as he sits at his bench bent over and propping himself up by his arms. His chest rises and falls as he catches his breath, his hands coming over to wipe away his face before he looks up and around. Grabbing and settling his things, he begins to head back up to the main deck, before he pauses and opts to head over to help the men with securing the boat. Once that's done, Theric heads back over to Ikhannuk, letting him get his orders out before he asks, "What will happen now, that we've seen the crash site was sifted through?"

SWAT One

March 14, 2018, 07:43:57 PM
Theric and the other men pull the boat in and secure it safely to port. All the other men are equally fatigued and a cheer is exchanged when they finally finish. Three of the men offer to go out drinking at the beer hall later that night, and each offer Theric a tankard on them.

Ikhannuk says that he's finished paying for his crimes according to Eetu. He is free to go at this point or stay one more night to get him through the storm.

grunterdb1951

March 14, 2018, 09:11:10 PM
Quote from: SWAT One on March 14, 2018, 07:43:57 PM
Theric and the other men pull the boat in and secure it safely to port. All the other men are equally fatigued and a cheer is exchanged when they finally finish. Three of the men offer to go out drinking at the beer hall later that night, and each offer Theric a tankard on them.

Ikhannuk says that he's finished paying for his crimes according to Eetu. He is free to go at this point or stay one more night to get him through the storm.

Theric looks between all three of the men and nods, "Sure, drinks sound good." Agreeing to meet with them later for the booze, Theric looks up at Ikhannuk as he speaks. "I'll be staying another night- I still need to get some maps that Eetu promised me anyways. How're you and your men going to fare with all this going on? I can stick around and help if you'd like."
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