The People of Dolburimm
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Roleplay posts: 21 
Physical Description: This account represents the NPC civilian and military population of the lands and territories belonging to Dolburimm.
Registered: Apr 19, 2016 7:41:47 GMT -8
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Post by The People of Dolburimm on Apr 25, 2016 3:08:36 GMT -8
 Einwyn's Bounty hall is a large, spacious building with an open plan and the potential to seat hundreds of guests. It is adorned with various statues to the maiden Einwyn in which she is depicted with a cornucopia overflowing with life from the blue waves beyond the shore. The Dolburese show off their craftsmanship throughout the hall with fine rugs made from walrus hide and various carved goods made from whale bone. A hearty background score can be heard bouncing off the stone walls from the chorus of pipe players whenever a great event is held. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2016 4:00:42 GMT -8
A wall of sound was the first thing to hit Thelnir and his company as they entered the bounty hall. The high pitched notes of the whale bone pipe chorus weave around the tempered roar of the feasting masses. Bodies line the the walls and the floors. Jokes and stories are traded like coin and fish on the markets. A feast is a glorious occasion to celebrate both an event that has passed or is to come and to give thanks to Einwyn for filling the seas and providing bounty enough for the Dolburese to thrive.
Thelnir let out a hearty chuckle as his arms spread forth to gesture at the sight in front of him. "Come Cousin, let us feast together and celebrate your departure in the morrow." He playfully patted Nalric on the back, perhaps a little too hard as was his way before turning to his guest. "I hope you like fish Izumi. I have people to go and talk to but for now, why don't you stay with Nalric. I'm sure he'll show you to all of our greatest dishes" Without even waiting for a reply, and with his head trailing off to one side before he had even finished his sentence to his quest, he strode off and into the arms of another rugged looking dwarf. Their conversation was too far away to really hear much of it apart from Thelnir great his friend. "Gurnum it is good that you are still alive! Tell me how was your hunt?"
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Izumi Kita
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Roleplay posts: 37 
Age: 19
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 2:25:52 GMT -8
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Post by Izumi Kita on Apr 25, 2016 7:33:39 GMT -8
Izumi immidiatly was taken a back by the display in front of her. People were shouting and laughing, she had never been a part of anything like this before. Parties in Katashima had been very strict and civilized. People would converse but in a quiet way and only small giggle would be heard at most.
In the loud enviroment the accent of the dwarf leader became impossible for her to understand. She had had trouble before but had been able to cope with it, but now she had no clue what she had been told. She just had to go with the clues that were laid in front of her and the way Nalric looked at her seemed to indicate she was needed to go with him and so she did.
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Nalric TempestDawn
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Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 115
Physical Description: Tall for a Dwarf but still stocky in nature, Nalric rarely bothers weighing himself down in armor. His hair ranges from blonde to orange and is always kept decoratively braided. He has piercing brown eyes and a braided beard.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever suits him for the day's needs. Either seafaring equipment or the ceremonial outfit he needs for day to day duties as Thane of Exploration and Trade.
Registered: Apr 18, 2016 15:42:19 GMT -8
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Post by Nalric TempestDawn on Apr 27, 2016 11:46:52 GMT -8
Nalric was delighted by the sounds of the feast, by the smell of different dishes being prepared and served. The weight of the expedition on his shoulders was not in the front of his mind but still distracted him a few times as they approached the feast. Nalric walked toward the house TempestDawn's long table fashioned from many planks of driftwood and old ship wrecked salvage, though they looked a bit homely they were sanded smooth and well taken care of. The rustic feel of the hall might be a shock to Izumi but Nalric attempted his best to show the visitor a good time.
"Welcome Izumi to the organized chaos of the feast!" Nalric raised his arms as he walked in front of the woman, made his way to the center of the House's table and pulled out a large wooden chair, "please, have a seat and let us enjoy the blessings of Einwyn!" Nalric waited for her to take a seat and then sat down in a high backed and well decorated chair reserved for the head of the house, it made Nalric look much more noble as he surveyed the hall.
"I would assume you might feel lost in the wake of all of this noise, food and drink. Please take me on my word when I say that you are free here to do as you please. This hall for the feast is meant to celebrate, praise and prepare. Tomorrow, we embark into the embrace of Einwyn and there we may stay, or we may yet return with more good for our people." Nalric reached over to a large metal tankard, took a deep draw from the full glass. He looked toward the large decorated ceiling and gave a nod when mentioning Einwyn.
"Now, all of our food comes from the bounty of the sea. Before we eat, please let me offer you a drink. What is in your taste Lady Izumi?"
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Izumi Kita
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Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 19
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 2:25:52 GMT -8
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Post by Izumi Kita on Apr 27, 2016 23:05:09 GMT -8
She would follow Nalric around and tried to not be distracted by everything that was happening around her. The noise was something Izumi had never heard before, except when the rebellion had chased her from her house, and it was anything but pleasant to her. The chair that Nalric had sat her down on, was very wide and fit her delicate frame with ease, but it was so low to the ground that she found herself folding her legs awkwardly underneath her. After all the dwarves were a lot shorter then she was.
Nalrics accent seemed to be a little easier to understand to Izumi then Thelnir had been, but it was still hard to understand full sentences in the loudless of the halls and she found herself quessing what he was saying which made the conversation a little bit weird to her.
The last sentence she had heard clear, but even now she hesitated to answer. She was unfamiliar with their drinks and was almost sure they would not be able to serve her Sake. She looked around her seeing if she would spot a familiar drink among the croud, but they were in big wooden jugs and it was almost impossible to see what was inside them. "Do you serve wine Nalric-san?"
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Nalric TempestDawn
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Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 115
Physical Description: Tall for a Dwarf but still stocky in nature, Nalric rarely bothers weighing himself down in armor. His hair ranges from blonde to orange and is always kept decoratively braided. He has piercing brown eyes and a braided beard.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever suits him for the day's needs. Either seafaring equipment or the ceremonial outfit he needs for day to day duties as Thane of Exploration and Trade.
Registered: Apr 18, 2016 15:42:19 GMT -8
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Post by Nalric TempestDawn on Apr 29, 2016 21:10:39 GMT -8
Nalric gave out a hearty laugh as Izumi looked round the crowd of boisterous coast Dwarves feasting, " this must be an overwhelming experience. But yes, there was a fine import stock of mead around here some place." Nalric stands and walks to a deep oaken colored barrell and fills a large tankard for Izumi. He makes his way back to the seat, snags two large plates with an eel and steamed seaweed mix and serves Izumi the meal. " The bounty of the sea is great and I assure you this wine will be very delicious. I bartered for it myself from a few sailors to the south!"
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Nalric TempestDawn
New
Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 115
Physical Description: Tall for a Dwarf but still stocky in nature, Nalric rarely bothers weighing himself down in armor. His hair ranges from blonde to orange and is always kept decoratively braided. He has piercing brown eyes and a braided beard.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever suits him for the day's needs. Either seafaring equipment or the ceremonial outfit he needs for day to day duties as Thane of Exploration and Trade.
Registered: Apr 18, 2016 15:42:19 GMT -8
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Post by Nalric TempestDawn on Apr 30, 2016 7:15:20 GMT -8
Nalric took a moment away from his conversation with Izumi and bowed his head, he stood up and gave a loud, strong shout that resonated throughout the hall. All of the members of the feast looked at the table and their eyes fell upon the noble Dwarf. Nalric reached down to his sash and unsecured it from his waist, the special leather like material sparkled with flakes of green and purple light as he raised it over his head with a clenched fist.
Quickly the hall became quiet and orderly while the Dwarves paid attention to Nalric. " My friends, family and honored guests, let us take this time to honor the Gods who have provided us with this food, this company and the honor to serve them in everything we do. For glory of our people, the honor of our ancestors and the future of our people we honor all. " Nalric runs his fingers over each symbol and trinket on his sash as he speaks, honoring and thanking each of the Gods as he addresses the hall.
All of the Dwarves and guests in the hall share their honor in their own way, soon the praises turn to cheers, then to shouts and soon the hall is back into the merry chaos of the feast.
Nalric finds his seat once more and fastens the sash across his waist securely, he smiles to Izumi and taps his tankard against hers. " To the honor of your gods and people as well. Though the circumstances of your arrival are negative in nature, we are honored to have you. And I am honored to share this meal with you."
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Izumi Kita
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Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 19
Registered: Sept 4, 2015 2:25:52 GMT -8
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Post by Izumi Kita on May 2, 2016 1:16:25 GMT -8
"It is indeed.. quite different then what I am used to Nalric-san." Izumi tried to choose her words carefully. The last thing she wanted was to insult her generous hosts by making poor comments. She took small sips of the mead that Nalric had brought her. To her surprise it was quite sweet to the taste. It was hard to decide if she liked it or not. At least she was no stranger to fish and seaweeds. They were used in some of Katashima's most populair dishes and she was happy to see something familiar.
When Nalric burst from his seat to say his prayer to the gods, Izumi remained quiet and listened carefully to what they said. The sea seemed to be their everything, while for the people of Katashima, the land had been the most important. She imagined it was part of why their cultures seemed so different.
"I am very happy about your kind words. You have made me feel at home in a place that is so strange to me. And for that I thank you Nalric-san. I hope my people can mean something for your people at some point."
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