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Post by East Isran Trading Company on May 6, 2019 21:13:02 GMT -8
Ships of war.  The arrival of the Grand Fleet of the East Isran Trading Company is a marvel to behold, truly. Led by the flagship, Forward Unto Victory, the Company warships dropped anchor off the south-eastern coast of this new continent. A legion of rowboats, hustling Company Marines and Sailors, drifted across the waves to land on the shores. Lord Arthur Perceval was the first to set foot on the sands. As the marines and sailors of the company made about establishing a working dockyard of sorts to bring about more supplies, Arthur found a staging point for further expedition inland. A little over an hour passed, and a perimeter was established, and tents were pitched upon the beach. No smoke rose over the camp, as the day was still young. Horses were brought from the frigates, given to those picked to ride with Perceval, and the troops rode north west, travelling inward and keeping the landing point to their backs. The trailblazers were in search of anything upon this new land.
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Jungsai
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 17
Physical Description: Lean and small, Jungsai seems younger than he is. Here and there, his bones will show, hinting at a life that doesn't allow one to rest or to dine in ample amounts.
His hair is a light shade of brown and silky, sticking up here and there where new growth sets in. Often it is found in a high updo, keeping it out of his eyes.
He has a very boyish appearance with a round face, large eyes, and quite a bit of trouble trying to grow any facial hair at all.
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Clothes and Equipment: Unlike most nomads in Toragana, very little of Jungsai's clothing is made of leathers and furs, though they do sport a good amount of wool that is harvested from their flocks in the brief summers they experience. Other pieces are made from linen, and in much rarer cases when trade and some luxury can be had, silk.
He sports a skinning knife, a small saber, and a bow.
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Allegiances: Toragana
Registered: May 9, 2019 15:08:37 GMT -8
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Post by Jungsai on May 10, 2019 11:32:17 GMT -8
They had spotted them from a ways off, the ships. They were like white clouds on the water at first, perplexing a few of the Tarandi tribe as they rode toward the bay.
This far into spring, there was little snow near the beaches, so the herd of silvery snow camels stuck out against the grasslands like a running iceberg. They were quite different than a desert camel, with no humps on their backs to store water and long horns on their heads that more closely resembled an antelope's. Their splayed hooves did help traverse them swiftly through the soggy grasslands, wet from all the snow that had melted days prior.
When the horses were deployed from the ships, one of the camel riders peeled off from his herd to intercept them. He came in from the side, the camel much faster than the average horse, which might have come as a surprise from those who did not spend much time around these animals.
Greeting them was a young boy, spry and grinning. He had done away with his woolen coat and wore a brightly colored linen deel beneath, celebrating the warm season. His mount had no saddle or even a bridle: he was leading it by the mane.
For a moment it seemed as though he was trying to race them, urging the snow camel forward to the front of their company with a laugh.
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Lord Arthur Perceval
Established
Governor and Commander of the East Isran Trading Company
Roleplay posts: 13 
Age: 40
Physical Description: Arthur is a good enough looking man, being born of noble blood in the Isran Empire. He is six foot flat and weighs in around one hundred and fifty pounds. His hair is black and curly, cut neat and kept tidy. He has no facial hair. The colors of his eyes are a deep blue, much like the sea.
From his time in the Navy, his body is cut lean and mean.
Clothes and Equipment:
The clothes upon his back are cut from the finest cloths in the Isran tailoring district, thanks to the bullion garnered from the expansive East Isran Trading Company has garnered him. An enchanted saber hangs from his left hip.
Allegiances: Isran Empire, East Isran Company
Player's online availability : Fridays, Weekends
Registered: Oct 12, 2018 19:19:12 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Arthur Perceval on May 14, 2019 11:36:44 GMT -8
Arthur led the column of men. He watched this newcomer with a wary eye, pulling upon the reigns, he brought his mount to a light trot. The boy's path was to intercept them, he didn't want the chargers to trample him beneath their hooves. Holding his hand up, he balled it into a fist, signaling the Marines that were with him to halt.
Arthur slowed to a walk, drawing himself nearer to the inhabitant. His hand rested upon the hilt of his saber, nonchalantly, if it could be called that.
"I am Lord Arthur Perceval, I have sailed far. From the South, my ships have taken me, across the great waters. My men and I look to expand the dominion of the Empress, and perhaps to establish trade with the denizens of this new continent." Perceval glanced back at his men, signaling for them to give him a minute.
"Tell me, of yourself, and of this land."
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Jungsai
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 17
Physical Description: Lean and small, Jungsai seems younger than he is. Here and there, his bones will show, hinting at a life that doesn't allow one to rest or to dine in ample amounts.
His hair is a light shade of brown and silky, sticking up here and there where new growth sets in. Often it is found in a high updo, keeping it out of his eyes.
He has a very boyish appearance with a round face, large eyes, and quite a bit of trouble trying to grow any facial hair at all.
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Clothes and Equipment: Unlike most nomads in Toragana, very little of Jungsai's clothing is made of leathers and furs, though they do sport a good amount of wool that is harvested from their flocks in the brief summers they experience. Other pieces are made from linen, and in much rarer cases when trade and some luxury can be had, silk.
He sports a skinning knife, a small saber, and a bow.
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Allegiances: Toragana
Registered: May 9, 2019 15:08:37 GMT -8
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Post by Jungsai on May 20, 2019 11:31:22 GMT -8
The young boy's camel skidded to a halt in front of the band, eagerly looking over at them. They were certainly not of these lands. Their clothing was tailored well, but the style was so incredibly different from anything he had ever seen. They were bright, sure, but so uniform. Decorative, neat, but simple by comparison to the mix-and-match that was popular among the nomads.
"I am Jungsai of the Tarandi," he replied, smiling brightly at them. "I have not seen such things in the distance. We thought they were clouds! Where from the South do you hail? If you tell me something then I shall tell you. I think that is fair."
His utter disregard for formalities and the possibility that he was one boy against a whole group of strange men- ones looking to "expand their dominion" under the name of a ruler, at that- spoke volumes of his childish ignorance. Perhaps of some kind of bravery was there, but not one grounded in wariness.
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Lord Arthur Perceval
Established
Governor and Commander of the East Isran Trading Company
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 40
Physical Description: Arthur is a good enough looking man, being born of noble blood in the Isran Empire. He is six foot flat and weighs in around one hundred and fifty pounds. His hair is black and curly, cut neat and kept tidy. He has no facial hair. The colors of his eyes are a deep blue, much like the sea.
From his time in the Navy, his body is cut lean and mean.
Clothes and Equipment:
The clothes upon his back are cut from the finest cloths in the Isran tailoring district, thanks to the bullion garnered from the expansive East Isran Trading Company has garnered him. An enchanted saber hangs from his left hip.
Allegiances: Isran Empire, East Isran Company
Player's online availability : Fridays, Weekends
Registered: Oct 12, 2018 19:19:12 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Arthur Perceval on May 20, 2019 14:08:41 GMT -8
Arthur chuckled at the clouds comment, looking back to the Company ships that rocked with the waves. At a certain angle, and squinting of the eyes, he could see it. If only a little bit.
"South is a large land, part of which my Empress occupies. The Isran Empire is my nation, where I hail from and who I serve." Perceval rested his hands upon the pommel of his saddle, no longer occupying his saber hilt.
"Now, may you tell me, Jungsai?"
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Jungsai
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 17
Physical Description: Lean and small, Jungsai seems younger than he is. Here and there, his bones will show, hinting at a life that doesn't allow one to rest or to dine in ample amounts.
His hair is a light shade of brown and silky, sticking up here and there where new growth sets in. Often it is found in a high updo, keeping it out of his eyes.
He has a very boyish appearance with a round face, large eyes, and quite a bit of trouble trying to grow any facial hair at all.
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Clothes and Equipment: Unlike most nomads in Toragana, very little of Jungsai's clothing is made of leathers and furs, though they do sport a good amount of wool that is harvested from their flocks in the brief summers they experience. Other pieces are made from linen, and in much rarer cases when trade and some luxury can be had, silk.
He sports a skinning knife, a small saber, and a bow.
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Allegiances: Toragana
Registered: May 9, 2019 15:08:37 GMT -8
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Post by Jungsai on May 21, 2019 16:20:30 GMT -8
The boy's grin kept, even became a little sly, seeing as this stranger would willfully play his game. "This land is Toragana, as all the nomads know it. It is too vast for any one man to own it, though many do try. Even the giants cannot conquer the mountains. My people are Tarandi. We live with the land, and it is good to us. We do not bridle our steeds. If there is somewhere they do not want to go, they will take us somewhere better," he replied, allowing the snow camel to meander around the troupe.
"If you would like to know more, we are on a journey to Giant's Hand. It is a city built for all of the people of Toragana. Much trade is to be had there, and all manner of people and knowledge. There are scrolls and books, but it may take much time to learn their languages. Most speak common but interpret the written word differently."
He paused, tapping his chin in thought.
"Who is this Empress?" he asked. "I have not heard of Isra, though the seas beyond have long been taken by the mist until now."
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