Giant's Hand
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Roleplay posts: 22
Registered: Aug 11, 2018 12:28:30 GMT -8
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Post by Giant's Hand on Jan 12, 2019 18:54:02 GMT -8
The Balcony
Behind the citadel lies a sheer dropoff. Hanging over it is a strongly crafted balcony overlooking the plains and the river far, far below. Chairs and a bonfire sit outside for those heavy winter months if one wishes to sit outside and admire the view.
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Sarita-Sonam
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Saso
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 35
Physical Description: Saso is a lean, athletic woman who has worked all her life, and it shows. Deep lines run beneath her eyes and wrinkles have begun to crease her forehead. Her hands are rough and calloused, with several fingers missing on her right. Her copper eyes always give a hard, calculating stare.
She's average height, around 5'9", with long, dark brown hair. Her skin is the color of caramel, with a light, miscolored splotch reaching from her ribcage to her neck.
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Clothes and Equipment: It is rare that Saso is not wearing an incredibly colorful assortment of practical, warm clothing. Rarely seen in a skirt, the woman prefers trousers and hardy boots. During festive occasions, she wears a significant amount of jewelry.
To go along with her ornate sense of style, her many weapons are also highly decorated, though they are fully functional, as well.
She normally carries a shortsword made of iron, the hilt of which is embossed in gold and silver into the representation of a snarling beast. The sword is called "Fu."
The woman also carries a variety of knives. One is a kukri knife with a long, curved blade. The others are an assortment of throwing and utility knives.
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Allegiances: Toragana
Registered: Jun 16, 2018 17:30:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sarita-Sonam on Jan 12, 2019 19:09:41 GMT -8
Sarita-Sonam lead Brother Nestor out into the balcony, as the warm rooms within, were occupied and being used. The bonfire was raging to life, letting off a respectable wave of heat. Saso took a seat beside it, urging Nestor to do the same. The view from the balcony was... impossibly vast, with more space open before them than Nestor had likely ever had the chance to view in his lifetime. They could see for miles and miles on end onto the snow-freckled landscape, onto other mountains and the plains below, with a great river separating them.
They were offered food and water by a servant, which Saso took advantage of frugally.
"So, Brother Nestor," she began, dismissing the servant. "Is this private enough for your liking? You aren't too cold, I hope."
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Nestor Mathieu
Established
Si Deus obiscum qui contra nos?
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 39
Physical Description: Aging but strong, he has a rugged face with features soft by nature but hardened by time, coupled with some scars across his relatively tall (6'5) frame. His head carries surprisingly well maintained buzzed black hair, along with slight whiskers.
Clothes and Equipment: He possesses an innocent walking staff. His clothes are unimpressive Priest garb, little more than a sack to cover himself from the elements and indecency with.
Registered: Nov 15, 2016 5:01:41 GMT -8
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Post by Nestor Mathieu on Jan 13, 2019 18:10:52 GMT -8
Nestor followed Sarita mostly keeping quiet as they walked, thinking of how to frame what he was going to say. He could of course explain things precisely as he explained them to the Namgyel fellow, but whereas Namgyel was just a compassionate fellow Saso was a woman with ruling to do. The Monk sat with Sarita as she motioned for him to do so with his staff upon his lap. The expanse before him was quite beautiful and it did help him concentrate. He was momentarily quiet before at last beginning. "Well, Saso, it is a difficult thing. This land of Audria from which I hale is... undergoing some political issues. A man has declared himself King and this was popular with neither the people nor the clergy, though the nobility has decided to largely side with the King. A civil war is on the horizon, the plans are already set in motion and since my arrival it may have already began — I have not yet had a chance to correspond with my seminary. But though it is an honourable and noble goal one must set aside contingencies. The territories that will stay loyal to the King possess the majority of the nation's industry from smiths to fletchers to matchmakers, not to speak of the fact he has built himself a considerable army under the noses of all. Now not to bore you with the specifics of our statehood the core of the matter is we may lose. Should that happen, many people will be under threat of extermination be they man woman or child."
The Monk stopped to mutter a small curse at how things were, looking up to now more precisely matter Sarita's reaction to his words. "Toragana has been selected as the best land to flee to should the King persevere. So, thousands upon thousands will leave and cross to here. Whole towns and villages emptied and moved over to a new place. I am here because I want to make sure the movement is as smooth as possible."
Of course, now he had to clarify why the migration might not be smooth. "The people of Audria will not adapt to a nomadic lifestyle. It is as simple as that. When I sailed here I noted a small natural habour to the far East that was devoid of settlement, and I believe it is there that their first settlement will be. It was far enough from other peoples to avoid direct conflict. But that initial settlement will last them maybe a year before already they want more space, before they already reverse their demographic trends with eight child families. They will spread in all directions, they will burn the grasslands that the prey of nomad people eat and build aqueducts before ploughing up the land and farming it. Unfortunately they cannot conceive that anyone would even consider living differently, and slowly but surely they will turn their surroundings into an image of what they lost. But that is not even where the issues will begin, Saso. They will not yield to any authority but themselves, and from what I have already heard of some Khan fellow that is already a reason for bloodshed. Beyond that they will on the harbour build a port which may well attract a kind of people that on the mainland are known as adventurers who many may consider an unwelcome arrival and may easily blame the port that brought them in for their arrival."
Well, it seemed he did a decent job, didn't he? "Now, here is perhaps where I need your help. My cartographic reference of the land is outdated and more or less useless, almost as empty as my knowledge of the land. I need to know what lands near that harbour are unsettled and ungrazed so that they may be the next settlements to at least delay conflict, I need insight of the region's geopolitics to understand how to prevent yet another war that will end only in the annihilation of one or another side."
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Sarita-Sonam
Established
Saso
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 35
Physical Description: Saso is a lean, athletic woman who has worked all her life, and it shows. Deep lines run beneath her eyes and wrinkles have begun to crease her forehead. Her hands are rough and calloused, with several fingers missing on her right. Her copper eyes always give a hard, calculating stare.
She's average height, around 5'9", with long, dark brown hair. Her skin is the color of caramel, with a light, miscolored splotch reaching from her ribcage to her neck.
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Clothes and Equipment: It is rare that Saso is not wearing an incredibly colorful assortment of practical, warm clothing. Rarely seen in a skirt, the woman prefers trousers and hardy boots. During festive occasions, she wears a significant amount of jewelry.
To go along with her ornate sense of style, her many weapons are also highly decorated, though they are fully functional, as well.
She normally carries a shortsword made of iron, the hilt of which is embossed in gold and silver into the representation of a snarling beast. The sword is called "Fu."
The woman also carries a variety of knives. One is a kukri knife with a long, curved blade. The others are an assortment of throwing and utility knives.
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Allegiances: Toragana
Registered: Jun 16, 2018 17:30:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sarita-Sonam on Jan 19, 2019 16:31:48 GMT -8
The woman listened closely and respectfully to every word Brother Nestor had to say. She stewed over his words as he spoke and for some time after he was finished. This did not bode well... not for the people of Toragana, but for those who decided to move here.
"An interesting decision," said Saso, narrowing her eyes. "That you deemed these lands as the best to seek safety from what is behind you. I feel as though you have yet to realize the dangers of these mountains. The Khan of the Tamorjin is one of them, but there are countless, countless others. Beasts larger than houses, winters that bury villages, wars for territory that stain the landscape red. You might be hard-pressed to find allies: every tribe is fighting for themselves."
Thinking back at what the Tsenpo said, what Tenzin proposed, the woman's expression grew dark.
"Some may try to throw you to the dogs to save themselves. Your people will be very vulnerable when they arrive, especially as the shortest days of light are upon us within the next few months."
With a sigh, the woman sat up and turned toward Nestor. "I will supply you with the maps, our knowledge, even some supplies and whatever safe haven I can give, but you need to learn that if the war here becomes bigger than a few raids and skirmishes, that your people are moving out of one bloodbath right into another."
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Nestor Mathieu
Established
Si Deus obiscum qui contra nos?
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 39
Physical Description: Aging but strong, he has a rugged face with features soft by nature but hardened by time, coupled with some scars across his relatively tall (6'5) frame. His head carries surprisingly well maintained buzzed black hair, along with slight whiskers.
Clothes and Equipment: He possesses an innocent walking staff. His clothes are unimpressive Priest garb, little more than a sack to cover himself from the elements and indecency with.
Registered: Nov 15, 2016 5:01:41 GMT -8
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Post by Nestor Mathieu on Jan 31, 2019 9:12:38 GMT -8
Nestor laughed with little humour as Sarita told him that Toragana might not be the most hospitable place to flee to. "Oh, believe me, we weren't born yesterday. Before Toragana we considered Helmfirth, a land filled with the undead and associated filth, the issue is that the land has gone to the mists and we simply cannot get to it. There is of course unclaimed territory in the open lands but it will be far too easy for the King to seek us out Water is the ultimate defence we need and we shan't be hosted in Tawakoshi. Thus, fortunately or not, we look here."
Satisfied that they had come to some common ground Nestor raised a questioning finger. "On the topic of knowledge, I am curious, what is the full extent of your position, your role here? Pardon me if this is improper but you do not quite give the impression of a monarch."
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Sarita-Sonam
Established
Saso
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 35
Physical Description: Saso is a lean, athletic woman who has worked all her life, and it shows. Deep lines run beneath her eyes and wrinkles have begun to crease her forehead. Her hands are rough and calloused, with several fingers missing on her right. Her copper eyes always give a hard, calculating stare.
She's average height, around 5'9", with long, dark brown hair. Her skin is the color of caramel, with a light, miscolored splotch reaching from her ribcage to her neck.
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Clothes and Equipment: It is rare that Saso is not wearing an incredibly colorful assortment of practical, warm clothing. Rarely seen in a skirt, the woman prefers trousers and hardy boots. During festive occasions, she wears a significant amount of jewelry.
To go along with her ornate sense of style, her many weapons are also highly decorated, though they are fully functional, as well.
She normally carries a shortsword made of iron, the hilt of which is embossed in gold and silver into the representation of a snarling beast. The sword is called "Fu."
The woman also carries a variety of knives. One is a kukri knife with a long, curved blade. The others are an assortment of throwing and utility knives.
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Allegiances: Toragana
Registered: Jun 16, 2018 17:30:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sarita-Sonam on Feb 11, 2019 16:19:26 GMT -8
Tawakoshi, Helmfirth... all were new names to her. Briefly, she wondered how fierce the outside world was comparatively. None of the shamans had come back yet, including her sister.
"A trade of knowledge for maps and information on Toragana, for knowledge on the outside world, would help immensely."
Saso raised a hand to communicate that such a question was hardly offensive. "As governor, I have power over the military forces over Giant's Hand. I also manage trade and maintain the peace between the merchants and tribes that come through here. We try to make it a safe haven for those who accept this city for what it is."
She did not mention what other powers she had under her control. After all, it was counterintuitive to let anyone know about the spies she had hidden away in various tribes, feeding her important information. If she was to keep the peace, then she would need information.
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Nestor Mathieu
Established
Si Deus obiscum qui contra nos?
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 39
Physical Description: Aging but strong, he has a rugged face with features soft by nature but hardened by time, coupled with some scars across his relatively tall (6'5) frame. His head carries surprisingly well maintained buzzed black hair, along with slight whiskers.
Clothes and Equipment: He possesses an innocent walking staff. His clothes are unimpressive Priest garb, little more than a sack to cover himself from the elements and indecency with.
Registered: Nov 15, 2016 5:01:41 GMT -8
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Post by Nestor Mathieu on Mar 4, 2019 16:40:45 GMT -8
"Yes, a trade. I shall oblige naturally, just a moment." The Monk said, getting now that more information wouldn't be forthcoming without him first obliging his part of the unspoken contract. He rummaged in the sacking he'd call robes for a while, until eventually he produced two scrolls and two books, placing them gingerly on his lap. "Even with the help of Father above, it is not too easy to carry much knowledge outside of that in my head. This however should come in useful. This is a codex upon my Fatherland of Audria including history and some more current events. The second is similar save for the fact it focuses on the rest of the continental overworld." He said, before indicating the scrolls. "One on Helmfirth - a quite nasty business that is no longer pertinent but an interesting read nevertheless - and another on Tawakoshi. If you or others here speaker older languages then I may be able to return soon with more such texts." Satisfied that he did his part, Nestor turned back to what he was interested in.
"So, how grand is this military force? If the Khan is such a great threat as I am lead to believe why isn't this used? Surely if this Giant's Hand is the amalgam of effort of all people in Toragana then it would be able to put an end to such a menace? Or if it is not sufficient, then I find it hard to believe such a force would have a pretense of honour great enough to resist just plundering this city." Nestor considered that maybe he should first try to think in the way of the locals before asking questions, but internally countered with the possibility that it is by asking questions he could better understand them.
"Beyond that, where would you suggest a humble Monk as myself go to so I may see Toragana for what it really is — the best and the worst."
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Sarita-Sonam
Established
Saso
Roleplay posts: 26
Age: 35
Physical Description: Saso is a lean, athletic woman who has worked all her life, and it shows. Deep lines run beneath her eyes and wrinkles have begun to crease her forehead. Her hands are rough and calloused, with several fingers missing on her right. Her copper eyes always give a hard, calculating stare.
She's average height, around 5'9", with long, dark brown hair. Her skin is the color of caramel, with a light, miscolored splotch reaching from her ribcage to her neck.
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Clothes and Equipment: It is rare that Saso is not wearing an incredibly colorful assortment of practical, warm clothing. Rarely seen in a skirt, the woman prefers trousers and hardy boots. During festive occasions, she wears a significant amount of jewelry.
To go along with her ornate sense of style, her many weapons are also highly decorated, though they are fully functional, as well.
She normally carries a shortsword made of iron, the hilt of which is embossed in gold and silver into the representation of a snarling beast. The sword is called "Fu."
The woman also carries a variety of knives. One is a kukri knife with a long, curved blade. The others are an assortment of throwing and utility knives.
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Allegiances: Toragana
Registered: Jun 16, 2018 17:30:39 GMT -8
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Post by Sarita-Sonam on May 3, 2019 12:58:05 GMT -8
After thanking him for the texts he provided, Sarita tapped her chin in thought to answer his next question.
"Much of our power lies in the location of Giant's Hand. You might notice there are only two passes, one atop a thin pass, the other passing a drawbridge. This mountain is too steep to expect an army to climb, so it would be rather difficult to siege. Wr craft our defenses around that and are able to keep the sacred grounds safe. I do not have a wealth of numbers at my possession, but they are skilled and more than enough to defend this city, though beyond here, our military is limited."
Rising from her seat, the governor took in a breath. "The Hetamanate of the Free Men may be a good place to start, however, their territories are far from here. The nearest would be the Teng, who are not kind to strangers and prefer to keep their doors closed. Otherwise, you would find the Tamorjin, and while they will open their doors for you, they might expect you to stay and swear fealty to Kuchar."
"There are numerous, smaller tribes, though they have no one city or village to call home. Most of Toragana's peoples are nomadic, so you will undoubtedly find them traveling the paths as you travel. It is my hope that you will be safe, Brother Nestor. I look forward to seeing you again."
With that, Sarita gave the man a confident smile, then began to lead him out of the citadel, back into the marketplace.
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Nestor Mathieu
Established
Si Deus obiscum qui contra nos?
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 39
Physical Description: Aging but strong, he has a rugged face with features soft by nature but hardened by time, coupled with some scars across his relatively tall (6'5) frame. His head carries surprisingly well maintained buzzed black hair, along with slight whiskers.
Clothes and Equipment: He possesses an innocent walking staff. His clothes are unimpressive Priest garb, little more than a sack to cover himself from the elements and indecency with.
Registered: Nov 15, 2016 5:01:41 GMT -8
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Post by Nestor Mathieu on May 4, 2019 15:55:25 GMT -8
Realization dawned and Nestor frowned. It seemed the threat of the Khan could not be exaggerated as the only real authority of the land beyond him was powerless to do anything about him. He rubbed his temple, following Sarita out of the Balcony.
The Hetmanate. Well, that was certainly a direction. The major players of the land were those he wanted to meet, but the more of the minor peoples he met the more accurate his picture would be. "Thank you Sarita, I also hope we might one day meet again. With that, farewell!" the Monk cheered as he walked off, going on towards the Hetmanate.
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