Ah, sorry for absence. Live just hitting pretty hard now plus breakup after a long relationship (seven years) so that takes a bit time
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~Upon a Rough Landing~ Looking a bit around as Aleyn walked slowly forward, he soon sped up and approached one of the carriages and stepped inside as he spoke to carriage-driver "I would like to reach Verdyntrent district, preferably front of the Council Basilica buidling. If we do it fast, I might give some extra coins" as he stepped inside and closed the door behind him and looked outside from the small open window
~Upon A Rough Landing~ Watching around the plaza and then at the huge building, Aleyn right hand raises and touches his beard as he contemplates his next actions. Sighing and muttering to himself "arr, enough time wasted with these damn byrocraties. Better to get this information up and hope they be being something. Otherwise I need to start to look for something and fast... or should I try to gather men later and rob some fellows at night. Decisions, decisions~~ as he slowly starts moving again and soon enters the building
~Upon A Rough Landing~ Sighing and then speaking again with anger in his voice "Would have been so, but because of bloody pirates in the vicinity of your city attacking honest merchants like, my ship is in dire needs of repairing and I do not happen that kind of money with me... so yes, I will be selling my cargo here, damn pirates and thieves all together. I was hoping to keep sailing but no so at least I hope your city will be somehow compensating for this kind of lack of security." anger in his voice but Aleyn still keeping his speaking steady. "Now, its losses I earn plus of courses all the taxes additionally I need to pay. How much would that be now?"
"Please state your name, age, race, nationality and occupation." ~Upon A Rough Landing~ "Aleyn Soath, 44 years, born in Eledosian, occupation Merchant and Captain of Airship Vynchalassar. Something else I need to tell?" changing his tone a bit for more official and speaking more cleanly but still having his gruffy attitude "I do have some business with the Council and would like to get rid of it as soon as possible. Time is moneye"
~Upon A Rough Landing~ Sighing at the amount of trets needed for the repairs and sighing more as he payed for the docking space, Aleyn moves back to his own crew and pays their wager so far as well inform about the one week docking "Now you sorry lot got some free-time. Do not get drunk, get in trouble or cause headache for me or you wont be havin' a headache next time. Nao off you go, but remember, always two of ya lot here to watch out for the ship or I wont be so all-smily face" buffing out his orders as he watches his own crew soon disappearing Turning around and beginning his own way towards city, as Aleyn stops at midway to ask one of the local guards "Ay, mister guard, could ya spare a bit of yar time and tell me, wher' I could find this so called Council Basilica. Got some reports to make and would be much easier and time saving for me to get there faster" Aleyn motions as he watches around, not really feeling at home on ground
"Aye, I tell what it was. A damn bloody pirates that be it. Damn buggers tried to rob ma ship, ma cargo, kill me and ma men! And I do not take non of that bloody begging, but rather kicked the men out of my ship, down all the way to land, thats what I did!" Aleyn seethes with rage but tries to keep his calm "Nao what those buggers next did was shoot ma ship, but as ya can all see, still here, all livin' and well but those scounders for sure wer' not so lucky. Nao ma beauty there be all dirty, damaged and down right sullied." rumbling on and on as his fingers tap on his falcata "I bet that you thiefs also will be charging a small fortune to get it repaired but that be the game which I need to play. So, most likely the hull be damaged somewhat, some quarters need to be repaired and most likely there will be need for some special repairs too, just to make things mor' fun for me and you. How much ya charging then" gruffing the last words out of his mouth as Aleyn eyes the speaker, assuming him to be the leader of the lot
Walking forward with fast and determined steps, as Aleyn cursed to himself as well wishing all the damnation upon the last scoundrel scum of pirates, whom happened to attack his ship and resulting in the aftermath. Noticing the young woman walking nearby but deciding to ignore her for now, as the costs of repairs were taking most part of his thinking and desire to just let it out. One arm closing on his blue beard and smoothing it over as Aleyn eyes scanned over the place to see possible repair crews.
Ya landrubbers be sailing across the sky be like good jolly time, arr. These be ma ship and it be takin' ya all to one hell of a trip. |