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Post by Eadfearth on Jan 10, 2008 20:58:09 GMT -5
"Sir... I do believe this is unsafe."
Eadfearth turned to look at his body guard. There was only him and a handful of others. The young Chieftain had left his land on a journey on the shortest of notice. The reasons behind it was unexplainable. Frankly, he didn't have a reason. It was very non ruler like, something that showed his immaturity.
The Germanian let out a sigh, as he pulled the reins of his horse. Night had settled on the Etruscan Empire about four hours ago. They small group traveled mostly at night, not wanting to attract to much attention. " How is it not safe? Have we committed a crime, I think not. Would anybody here recognize me as a chieftain. Once again I doubt it." He retorted to his subject. "Besides I do not have many enemies." Through out this time they spoke a local dialect, one spoke in only Bearns. Nearly nobody knew of it outside of the town let alone Germania.
As the horses trotted along a guard smiled. "Of course not, they're all dead." Eadfearth was pleased with the response. It was not far from the truth. Not the least. Clunk, Clunk, the horses continued to move through the paved street. The town supposedly lead to Polpulonia, or so they had been told by a local. The moonlight seemed to engulf the five Germanian's and their horses. Eadfearth was the only one of the crew, who did not wear armor. He did not need it, or so he told himself.
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Post by Eadfearth on Jan 14, 2008 22:35:42 GMT -5
The five horses continued to trod along the stone road. From a distance the figures were outlined by the moon light, making a rather magnificent view. Eadfearth ahead of the other Germanians, held up his hand giving them the gesture to stop. In the distance Populonia can be seen. Quickly he stuck out his hand demanding something from one of his men. It was a crude map, but it was readable. On the map a man had jotted down the defenses of nearby cities, the words though were written in a language few men outside of Germania knew. As the man handed over the map and a feather pen he let out a sigh. Eadfearth only responded in a grin. If they were caught, they would most like be caught arrested. Then questioned, or at least something among those lines. It did not worry the Germanian ruler at the least. Quickly he jotted down notes and drew the outer walls of the city, which became clear due to its position on a hill and the moon light.
The Germanian Chief, did no plan to go to war with these people. But, it did not hurt to be prepared. He had always lived by the phrase in times of you war your prepare for peace. Which is what he was doing at the moment.
Quickly jotting down a handful of notes on the map, Eadfearth pulled the pen back looked at the map and smiled in satisfaction. "Done, let it dry." He said handing over the pen and ink to his subject, while handing the map to another of his men. "Its getting late, we should find an inn before nightfall." Eadfearth nodded in agreement. It was for the most part a good idea, the following day they planned to set sail. Their next destination had actually not been decided, of course the young lord did not tell his men.
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