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Post by Borcas Redwyne on Jun 4, 2009 15:50:32 GMT -5
The place where the team to hunt Kyma will gather and set off.
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Post by Borcas Redwyne on Jun 4, 2009 15:51:23 GMT -5
Borcas and his three Bloodriders are on saddle, along with a few guards, waiting for anybody who would come along.
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Post by Flex on Jun 4, 2009 15:51:31 GMT -5
Mossy eyed Corwyn Storm arrives atop a horse. He is dressed in browns and greens and is looking expectantly at the party that will set off to find princess Kyma.
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Post by Borcas Redwyne on Jun 4, 2009 15:52:24 GMT -5
Borcas turns his horse towards the newcomer.
"And who are you, Ser..."
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Post by Flex on Jun 4, 2009 15:54:03 GMT -5
"No ser, just Corwyn Storm." He replies, adjusting his belt of knives across his chest and the longbow on his shoulder. "I'm a fair tracker and so I came to lend my help."
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Post by Borcas Redwyne on Jun 4, 2009 15:57:51 GMT -5
"Good man. Well, we must count on you then to find any traces. What do you think about our chances? You must know something about al these things."
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 4, 2009 15:59:58 GMT -5
Bored with nothing to do, Dyther rides in alone, his sword his only company. Plains dwelling savages and a....stormlander? Maybe? to track a woman down in the North. Wonderful.
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Post by Flex on Jun 4, 2009 16:00:13 GMT -5
Corwyn scanned the ground and the distance. "The ground isn't too bad and if she went off in a gallop we'll sure find some traces... if she's ridden the way we've come however there is no chance." His mysterious smile appeared then as he turned his eyes on Borcas. "And if it snows we can forget it."
He turned and nodded a curt greeting to the newcomer.
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Post by Borcas Redwyne on Jun 4, 2009 16:04:10 GMT -5
Borcas saw another man coming.
"And who are you, Master..."
Turning to Corwyn he shruged.
"Well, the Queen ordered me to find her, so I can't but give it a try, at least. Hopefully, we may find something."
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Post by Flex on Jun 4, 2009 16:04:56 GMT -5
Corwyn simple nodded in reply.
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 4, 2009 16:05:35 GMT -5
Dyther looks at his Morrigen tabard and just shrugs. "She can't have gone north, at least. West or due east is a lost cause, so there's only, what, three places to go?"
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Post by Borcas Redwyne on Jun 4, 2009 16:07:43 GMT -5
"There's the whole south," Borcas shruged. "She might have gone straight south, south east or south west. Aye, these are only three places, but they are vast, you know..."
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Post by Flex on Jun 4, 2009 16:07:45 GMT -5
"We'll ride a wide circle around the southern part of the camp, checking for traces first." Corwyn announced. "If we find anything we set off in that direction."
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Post by Marie on Jun 4, 2009 16:14:02 GMT -5
Jeyne Ladybright rode up.
"Sorry I'm late. Business, you know. I'm ready, Borcas!"
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Post by Borcas Redwyne on Jun 4, 2009 16:19:25 GMT -5
"We've not started yet, Lady Jayne. Our good Master Corwyn here is going to search for tracks. Hopefully, we'll find something to put us in the right direction."
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