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Post by Nephila Corell on Sept 21, 2011 5:33:07 GMT -5
After spending her time inside of the infirmary of Baron Nephila was given a new mission. To head out and scour the world gaining the trust and or information from as many people as she could. So her first stop was the Northern Continent. She had heard this was a land that has teetered upon the brink of war from many she passed in the caverns. In fact she had learned there had been a major war already and now she wanted to check out one of the major players up here first Archades.
Entering the city she had attempted to stay below the radar of the local 'judges' as she heard them called. Though her appearance of all white leather armor, the large traveling cloak with Baron's symbol upon it, and most importantly the large claymore across her back drew the ire of a few of the town guards who approached her and asked her from where she came. With her usual penchance for uncivility she spoke crudely "I am from the Kingdom of Baron a kingdom far to the south of here. Why is it any business of yours? Would it make any difference if I was from cay the place you just ended your war with?"
Her tone and body language was of her usual tough exterior, not the one she had shown to Kain not a week past. So there she was in one of the city square in an argument with a town guard about why it is she was there.
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Post by Sophia Lock on Sept 21, 2011 18:25:01 GMT -5
Ah it was truly a beautiful day, for reading that is. The sun was bright and warm, which provided perfect lighting for the pages of the old and musty tomes that Sophia favored. There wasn't even a cloud in the sky to block the sun, which was perfect as the rain often ruined the very same pages that the sun illuminated. Unfortunately for Sophia she recently ran out of reading material, the Royal Archadian library could only provide so much when you were limited two taking out only twenty books a week.
Which brought Sophia to the busy market streets of Archades, and fortunately for Sophia and the local book stores, she received her paycheck. The bibliophile bounced from store to store, with each store she visited another dozen or so books ended up in her possession. She was glad that she brought the large wooden wagon with her. The thing was a beast, which was roughly the size of a small six door family van, and often forced people to the side as she dragged it along behind her. The sheer size often caused a few people to curse at her in anger.
Typically she didn't care, as after only a few hours the giant beast of a wagon was filled to the brim of books that Sophia was collecting. She skipped about as she tugged the wagon behind her. The pure weight of the books almost too much for the petite bibliophile. As she dragged it along she saw another woman, one adorned in pure white leather. She seemed to be talking to the Judges, the military officers of the Imperial City.
Curiosity, with a mix of willingness to help this woman in the face of the Judges. The woman, who was clearly a warrior, seemed like she was capable of taking care of her self. But the Judges were harsh, and it was not long ago that Sophia was in the same position as her. Ms. Lock immigrated to Archades only a few months ago. Although she gained a deep love of the city, and it's almost endless library, she was still an immigrant. Granted she was unsure of where she came from.
Leaving the wagon over a few feet away from the warrior, Sophia approached the Judge and the Warrior. Sophia began to worry, only a bit, as the local militia seemed to be agitated with the woman. Of course it was in their own right, the nation of Archades was recovering from a war of it's own and this was a stranger that they knew naught of. One that had just insulted them. Practically skipping up to the group, Sophia placed herself between Nephila and the troops. "Oh hey there you are!" Sophia addressed the Warrior in her typically excited voice. "I've been looking for you everywhere!" The bibliophile went out as she grabbed the stranger's arm with her own hands. She began to tug Nephila along, back towards the wagon and away from the guards. "Don't worry, she is with me! A cousin of mine!" Sophia called out to the guards, of course this might be a little awkward if Nephila wanted to resist.
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Post by Nephila Corell on Sept 22, 2011 4:10:46 GMT -5
The argument between herself and the judge was getting quite heated and her face was starting to redden. It was nearing the point where her temper would get the better of her and a battle would ensue with her fighting one of these judge magisters. Fighting the reflex she felt to draw her blade and silence the fool. Raising her hand up she would be rubbing her eyes as she would feel the presence of someone else move in between herself and the judge.
Removing her hand she would open her eyes to look directly at the young woman who had stepped in between herself and the judge. She was greeted with the blue hair and glasses upon the woman. Looking her over she heard her speak up and act as if she knew Nephila. Confusion was crossing her mind but then it would sink in some to Nephila. :: Hey maybe she is trying to help us get away from this judge before he attempts to arrest me... IF she is then I shall play along and just go with it... ::
Nephila would give Sophia a smile and would make an attempt at calming herself down as she spoke. "Oh my there you are. You told me to wait for you inside the square, but it seems that the esteemed sir across from me wanted to give me the third degree as to why I was inside of Archades... He must think I am some Cocoonian spy or something..."
As she talked she would feel Sopia grab her arm and start dragging her along back toward a nearby wagon that was loaded down with books. When she heard her call Nephila cousin she would give her a double take but continue along. Once back to the wagon she would give Sophia a look which would be a mixture of a thank you and a dont ever do that again. "Would you like some help with your wagon there 'cousin'?" Nephila's words where a little sharp yet she was going to keep up the charade so long as the guard was within earshot.
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Post by Sophia Lock on Sept 28, 2011 23:49:37 GMT -5
A little giggle escaped Sophia's lips as Nephila spoke of Cocoonian spies. She thought it was a joke. Sure, Nephila was a warrior but she was certainly no kind of spy. They had fancy clothing, sleek pistols, and a tongue to match their wits. Perhaps even a martini in their hand. To say the least this warrior looked nothing like what Sophia would except of a spy. Of course that didn't mean Niphila didn't have her own talents, juts different ones. Very, very different from a spy.
It seemed to help ease the tension between the judge and the women. A joke, they were harmless enough. "Very well, be on your way." The Judge said as the bibliophile dragged the warrior away from the situation. The armored man then turned around, taking his leave of the two. There was a triumphant step in Sophia's steps as she walked away. She helped this not-spy make their own way into Archades. It was so rough on new comers, so it only made sense for her to help.
A wide smile spread on Sophia's face as the Baron warrior offered help. "Why, that would be lovely." Sophia said, as she pushed her glasses up by the edges with her delicate hands. They were clearly not the ones of a warrior. Slim, thing, yet not very agile. The girl as a whole had a rather clumsy feeling to her as she bobbed and skipped through the crowd, humming to herself all the while.
Sophia grabbed the wagon herself, she had no intent of pushing all the work onto the mysterious warrior. Although the large wooden handle was large enough for both of them to grasp onto it. Once Baron native was ready, Sophia would start to walk through Archades towards the small little flat she was currently calling home. Well it wasn't a real home. It was tiny, really tiny. It served her own basic needs, yet it lacked the proper space for a proper library. As thoughts of her own living space filled her mind she spewed out a random thought. "Perhaps you would like a spot of tea at my house?" It was another act of kindness, one that Sophia couldn't help but making.
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Post by Nephila Corell on Oct 11, 2011 13:03:15 GMT -5
Helping the woman move the wagon was a little bit harder than she imagined as it seemed this woman had an invaritable ton of books inside the wagon itself. It would have easily made the Baronian woman sweat moving it by herself so she was grateful when the other woman came over and assisted in the movement of the cart. Watching the woman closely she would notice how it was that she seemed to be a little clumsy upon her feet and yet still maintained a certain air about her. It was as if Nephila was looking at a scholary type and yet the woman was quite younger than she would take one of those types to be.
After a little bit of time had passed and they where moving through the city she heard the bibliophile speak up. :: Hmm tea would be lovely especially after moving this heavy wagon... Perhaps I can learn what I need from her whilst we enjoy the tea... :: A smile would creep across Nephila's face as she thought to herself. Realizing that the silence was becoming a rather lengthy space of time she would speak up. "Tea would be lovely... But before that I believe that introductions would be in order. My name is Nephila Corell. I am what you would call a soldier of a small country on the southern continent named Baron."
With that spoken she would give a slight nod to Sophia. She would then hope that they where nearing their destination as she was feeling the weight of the wagon start to tire out her arms and back.
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