Nothaniel Morgan (
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sabra_la_antiqua2013-04-24 11:04 pm
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[RP]
Who: Note and Muirin
Where: An Island
When: King's Year 192ish?? (before Note met his own crew)
What: An Encounter
[The night is still fairly young, the sea calm and the breeze balmy. It's a gentle night, and the sailors are in good spirits despite their situation, as they had the luck to come across this small, secluded island just when their ship was badly in need of emergency repairs. The jagged rise of land is softened by the thick foliage that has made it's determined way over much of the island, leaving only the sandy cove bare, where the ship now rests, hidden by the island itself and its many broad-leafed trees.
Nothaniel, having taken his meal and his turn at the watch, decides to stretch his legs on the island a bit with some of the others while the tide is low and the captain will allow it (to the hoots and friendly jeering of their peers, warning them of sea spirits and the like).
The firefly dance of Messenger's Flames over a ridge of stones lures him away from the rest of the sailors and now he stands at the top of a rocky outcropping by the shore, watching the bugs flit through the water...]
Where: An Island
When: King's Year 192ish?? (before Note met his own crew)
What: An Encounter
[The night is still fairly young, the sea calm and the breeze balmy. It's a gentle night, and the sailors are in good spirits despite their situation, as they had the luck to come across this small, secluded island just when their ship was badly in need of emergency repairs. The jagged rise of land is softened by the thick foliage that has made it's determined way over much of the island, leaving only the sandy cove bare, where the ship now rests, hidden by the island itself and its many broad-leafed trees.
Nothaniel, having taken his meal and his turn at the watch, decides to stretch his legs on the island a bit with some of the others while the tide is low and the captain will allow it (to the hoots and friendly jeering of their peers, warning them of sea spirits and the like).
The firefly dance of Messenger's Flames over a ridge of stones lures him away from the rest of the sailors and now he stands at the top of a rocky outcropping by the shore, watching the bugs flit through the water...]
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To be quite honest, it feels as if this could still be a trick. [
WITCHCRAFT!] But if it is, it is becoming rather elaborate...no subject
--You have stories of my kind, do you not? Especially in Delphinus. We are not fable.
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Kunan?
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I see.
. . . Is it customary to spend so much time traveling without company?
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No choice. Do humans not have outcasts as well?
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A criminal?
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... A traitor.
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Only that I did not meet my Queen's standards. You are bold to be asking a lady such questions upon first meeting.
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Yes, well. I would be more polite under normal circumstances... Still, it seems my worry was for nothing, and I've worried you as well. My apologies...
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Your name?
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What need is there to hide if you merely came here by coincidence...?
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You're quite new to the sea, aren't you, Nothaniel? Most humans would kill us at the drop of a hat, had they any sense to their names.
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For what reason...?
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Begins shuffling back, inching towards the water where the kelpie waits. ]
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A merpire...!
I was told they are.. more colorful.
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Mm... well. The males are the more ostentatious of us.
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Ah--[takes a step toward her unconsciously before stopping in confusion, since what exactly would be the point of following?]
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