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Due to circumstances beyond my control relating to various aspects of my life (family, work, and health) I am afraid that, for the time being, I must leave the games for now. I apologize for not posting sooner, but, as stated, things have gotten beyond hectic in my life. I am sorry for any troubles this may pose in the games. I wish you all the best in both life and games, and who knows? Maybe in the near future I will be able to play with you all once again in a different game.
Maraia slowly approaches Svetlana as she looks out over the horses being led about by Laliytsa. Making her presence known, she then places a hand on her shoulder. She looks out of the keep but is unable to see the horses, though the sound is comforting. "You are blessed, Svetlana. You have a good man as a husband, the bandit issue will soon be no issue, you have your full sight and are beginning to quicken a child within you." She smiles at the far younger woman than she. "Describe to me what the horses are doing, I'm afraid my vision clouds the further out things are. Indeed, I have not had the pleasure of a sunrise or sunset in many years."
Having been of little help, Maraia sheathes her small dagger. "All is well, Oleg. Go to your wife." Stepping carefully around the bodies and her allies, she follows Ankova over. "Good, one still yet lives. Now, sir, you're going to tell us everything we ask or my friend here might want to see what your throat looks like from the inside."
"Any minute? Drat!" Rising quickly, she dons her equipment and takes a position near the far end of the building they slept in that night. Gods above, grant us strength.
I apologize for the absence. Between the festive weekend, horrible weather Monday, and spending a large amount of time at the doctors Tuesday (I'm fine, but now on several meds), I found my energy for games those days, well, sapped. Catching up now, will post ASAP.
Will not be able to post until the morning, just got engaged!
Maraia stands up, patting Svetlana on the shoulder. "I'm going to tend to my horse. Please, if you feel the need to talk, come by and talk." Heading to the stables, Maraia approaches her horse Shatria (Sun Dancer) and begins to pat her down, bringing forth the dandy brush. "Dyna ni, merch. Neis ac yn hawdd."
Maraia smiles warmly and gives her shoulder a soft squeeze. She must have been Calistrian. Hopefully it is Oleg's child. "And we will beat them, Svetlana, I promise."
As Svetlana's hand goes to her stomach, Maraia takes a moment to catch up on what she must be implying. Going a tad wide-eyed, her turquoise-colored eyes looks down at her tummy then up at her. Looking over at Oleg, she smiles and then pats Svetlana's shoulder. "Once the bandits are dealt with, perhaps that would be a good time to inform him. How far along are you?"
Maraia sits and places a hand gently on Svetlana's shoulder. "Shh... It's fine now. No one is going to hurt you." She rubs the poor woman's shoulders and looks to the others. "I'll stay here, you all find out anything you can from Oleg, please."
Maraia looks to Svetlana and shakes her head. "The best thing you can do for us, Lady Svetlana, is lay low when these bandits do show up. We will attack the bandits and deal with them as needed. Now, they should arrive tomorrow, yes? And in what direction do they come? About how long do they remain here?"
Looking at Gratia's haul, Maraia nods. "You may simply call me Maraia. As one who is prone to surviving on my own, perhaps we could discuss the wilds in more depths later. And I am interested in the Narlmarches as well. I know them by tale and the odd walk to them, but nothing else..."
Maraia eyes the situation between the Levetons and this hunter woman.
Stepping closer once the huntress is within her sight, she smiles and gives a short bow. "Maraia Kaliur Revalizi Ponara Asa Li'ina at your service."
Thank you for your understanding. But I'm here now, so let's get to business. Also, good luck Ankova on that!
Maraia rides in with the others, thanking Svetlana for assisting with the stabling and her hospitality. The 'young' Elf maiden slips from ehr horse serenely and joins the others as they introduce themselves and concur that they had no statements the Trade Post was in any issue of danger. At Oleg's outburst and the general description of the issue, Maraia approaches Svetlana and places a hand gently on her shoulder. "Rest easy. We were hired primarily for our job of exploration, but I assure you we were also given leave to deal with bandits and such that are plaguing the area." Producing the charter, she shows it to the woman. "As you can see, we are empowered as such. Though we were not informed specifically to deal with the bandits proper, we will, of course, carry out the orders." Looking at the bowls she smiles warmly. "Rest your head easy, we will assist. Tell me, when do they come? Maybe we can prepare an ambush, or run them off at the very least."
HERE! Sorry, my life sort of became a whirling vortex of crazy over the weekend. Thankfully, things have settled and I'll be getting back into a regular posting schedule again. I personally blame the weather for the crazy. Seriously, we had a nearly 75 degree weather over the weekend, marking the hottest February day since the 20's for my town.
Hey, balance is nice, and those three races are fairly well balanced. As for character's knowing one another, it's a possibility. Maraia has been in Restov for years, a minor reputation for her healing arts.
We do have a nice spread of characters, that's for certain!
Maraia the Oracle, at your service. Healer, primarily, but highly charismatic as well. |
