Part Three
(04:01:03 )
RAGNAR
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: *Continuing onward, time passes as does the distance. I see the fires of home come into view. I am in no hurry. The nights and the days now seem long for me even though once past they have gone by all to quickly. I know I must find that fire that once burned within me. My love for family and friends has never faultered within me. I know this for certain. But is there nothing more than that? Why did I not feel the thrill of the venture as I once did? Why did I not spill their blood upon the Plains?*
(04:09:10 )
RAGNAR
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[ Main Locations ]
in the main camp area
says to ALL
: *I move within the bounderies of camp, crossing the footlights and taking a oute that will lead me to the inner wagons. Most of Tuchuk sleeps with the exception of Guards performing their duties and the occassional slave following their Master or Mistress's biddings. A nod of acknowledgement is given, and returned in like manner from my True Raziel as I note him watching and moving through the shadows.*
(04:19:16 )
RAGNAR
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[ Main Locations ]
mounted in the area of the main fire
says to ALL
: *Halting my mount and taking pause to look about, I see the cookfires being tended as Women command the slaves making ready for the responsibilities of the days meals. I am not hungry nor do I feel I will be anytime soon. I see no slave around to add more dung to the main fire. It will not be the first time I have handled dung nor is it likely the last. Again... something that simply needs to be done.*
(04:30:40 )
RAGNAR
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[ Main Locations ]
standing at the main fire
says to ALL
: *Dismounting, I drop the lead to the pack animals and lead my mount to my wagin where he is chained. Removing my saddle still fully armed, it is carried up my steps to be placed upon my railing. Retracing my steps back to the ground, the saddle blanket is taken in hand and used for a quick seemingly unneccessary rubdown of my mount before being lifted and tossed to also adorn my railing. Looking to Dawg... walking to his cage and pausing...* Cage... *He enters and the door closed and locked secure where he curls up to rest. I unwrap the leather of my lance and placing it in its place upon my weapons rack in passing as I return to the main fire to look deep into the ember glow.*
(04:35:02 )
RAGNAR
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[ Main Locations ]
standing at the main fire
says to ALL
: *Taking a few steps to bend, gripping the bag of dung I return and squat down and begin adding to the glow. The fire slowly begins to spring back to life and the bottom corners of the dungsack are held, shaking the remainder of its contents into the flames before tosing the sack back to it's place to be seen to with the daily camp chores.*
(04:54:58 )
RAGNAR
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[ Main Locations ]
standing at the main fire
says to ALL
: *Removing the two pouches from my jerkin, I toss them to the Passing Watch Commader to be taken to the treasury for accounting. Stripping my jerkin my hand brushes the pouch worn around my neck to hang over my heart. It's contents hold no value to anyone else, bt to me it holds reminders of my past fortunes and is priceless. My jerkin is tossed upon my furs before spreading large hide out by the pack animals. Drwing the quiva from my right boot with my right hand, it moves to pass through the leather braided ropes securing the goods... gripping the oiled hide tarp and pulling, the loads land on the spread hide first one, and then the next before a bleary eyed thrall appears to lead the tharlarian to an empty pen should any free have need of them. If not claimed, they will likely be run off into the plains or used as food for our beasts.*
(05:30:18 )
RAGNAR
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[ Main Locations ]
standing at the main fire
says to ALL
: *Looking though the goods, using my quiva to pry open wooden boxes and free slats from crates... slicing open cord-bound sacks to spill their contents upon the hide. There is no item of great quantity, but rather a quite goodly variety of many goods from many various origins. Some bazi tea, blackwine from Thentis, bean chocolate from Cosian merchants, raisins from the Cosian Terraces, assorted knives and daggers, various settings of Turian cutlery, a few pairs of spurs, a couple whips and kurts, brushes, hand mirrors, funny looking medical instruments, suture sets, iron skillets, couple small cookpots, some unmarked Turian collars, sharpening stones, spices, several padlocks with keys, a hub bore, assorted fabric threads, a cask of nails, a few axe heads, silver bracelets from Turia, two gladius swords with scabbards, assorted buttons and toggles, some soap, a case of assorted perfume that is opened and looked over. Recognising two bottles of perfume Nexhias preferred... I remove them to keep myself. They will eventually be buried at her pyre location. Perhaps a foolish notion, but none around me will wear them. *
(05:41:53 )
RAGNAR
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[ Main Locations ]
standing at the main fire
says to ALL
: *Continuing to rummage, inspecting a smaller iron box before prying open the lock to look inside. More coinage. Seems this was their working capital. This too will go to the general treasury for accounting. s from money lenders and letters of payment owed on accounts... nothing of any value to us and are placed in the fire. A pouch which is opened and found to be holding a fine sareem diamond worth a small fortune which will also go to the treasury... assorted gems of some worth, which I will keep to add to prism's collection. Not that she ever spends them though, she just collects them calling them sparklies, and amusing herself with them when she finds the time.*
(05:50:56 )
RAGNAR
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[ Main Locations ]
standing at the main fire
says to ALL
: *there is more here than I have even inspected. I leave it all for others to claim and use as needed. My share of the spoils is small and less than the usual percentage awarded when such a raid is undertaken and is successful. I am in no need of anything. Nexhias will have her perfume and prism her sparklies. The camp treasury grows, and my family gets goods they may have use of. I have provided in a small way and done my duty for Tuchuk.*
(06:01:49 )
RAGNAR
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[ Main Locations ]
sitting at the main fire
says to ALL
: *Walking to my fur an adding the items to the box beside them, replacing my quiva in my boot before crossing my legs and sitting Tuchuk style. I reach back drawing the rear corners up over my shoulders to shield me from the morning dew. Looking into Endless Sky to gaze upon the brightest star, a single tears runs down my weathered scarred cheek before lowering my chin to chest to see if sleep will come or if I will just bide my time silently and still until needed again lost in the memories of the past.*