The Sea Kur sets sail for Turia

(04:56:42 ) Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom. [PIC] Dhal al GhurCaptain of the Sea Kur [PIC] [ Dhal's Villa - Beach & Bluffs ]--Sitting staunch on the cliffs is the Captain of the Port's home, the pillared strength resting with the town and harbor spread proudly before its watchful eye, it's a solid structure of ancient tiled halls and clean simple spaces. . A nice view of the Thassa can be had from the front patio and balcony. -- says to His Delicious Torment.||: I was in the bedroom folding a change of clothing and placing it on the bed, as well as a few other personal items I knew that I would need on this trip. My mind mulling over the incidents and interrogation over the past few days, and the necessity for the trip that has become an necessity to take. I knew that it had been so long since I had traveled so far south and the problems we would encounter in adapting to the different environment and the harshness of the terrain of the Tahari and its different cultures. Turning to you I smiled and pointed to the bosk back on the bed of furs "pack those things into the bag please pretty beast, whatever small things you will need do so as well there is space enough for both of our things in there" We would travel lightly and purchase clothing that would fit the area when we were there like slave chalwars, slippers, burnoose and whatever else we would need when there.

(05:06:09 ) His Delicious Torment. [PIC] || soraya || - Dhal's Property -  --Restricted-- -"The essence of Obedience.!"- -First Girl-[PIC] [ Dhal's Villa - Beach & Bluffs ]--Sitting staunch on the cliffs is the Captain of the Port's home, the pillared strength resting with the town and harbor spread proudly before its watchful eye, it's a solid structure of ancient tiled halls and clean simple spaces. . A nice view of the Thassa can be had from the front patio and balcony. -- says to Personal combat is the u: Moving quickly, gathering up the bosk pack and placing all Your items in it, heads into the small room that is shared with jamee i gather up a change of silks and my hair bruush and soap and other small items, the belly chain is already, glancing around she hopes she has whats needed looking to her claok she has no idea whether she will need it or not, she grabs her basket ,hoping she cant take it with her she will have to wait and see what her Master says.Her red boots where upon her feet so she was ready to go , the cook would have preapred some food to take and there were resh botas of water cooling on the salted ice,looking around once more she pulls the door behind her and wonders when she will be back and what lays ahead of them, this being the first trip she hasnt gone on with Master other than the Road and that in itself was an adventure that changed her life forever.

(05:14:05 ) Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom. [PIC] Dhal al GhurCaptain of the Sea Kur [PIC] [ Dhal's Villa - Beach & Bluffs ]--Sitting staunch on the cliffs is the Captain of the Port's home, the pillared strength resting with the town and harbor spread proudly before its watchful eye, it's a solid structure of ancient tiled halls and clean simple spaces. . A nice view of the Thassa can be had from the front patio and balcony. -- says to His Delicious Torment.||: as we worked I took looked over at you and smiled "we will sail on the Sea Kur south towards Anango. "grins "there we will put into a cove that we have used in the past and travel overland to Turia where we will stay for a few days to get provisions and hear news about the area that we will be travelling in. We will then leave and head East towards Tor either through the plains depending on how the nomads will be or through the sands of the Tahari on to Tor where we will plan and prepare for the final leg of the journey" My dark eyes flashed at you a smile on my lips you did not see the concern that I felt nor the apprehension at being back in the desert sands of the Tahari and what it could bring. It was a brutal life in those sandy wastes

(05:24:25 ) His Delicious Torment. [PIC] || soraya || - Dhal's Property -  --Restricted-- -"The essence of Obedience.!"- -First Girl-[PIC] [ Dhal's Villa - Beach & Bluffs ]--Sitting staunch on the cliffs is the Captain of the Port's home, the pillared strength resting with the town and harbor spread proudly before its watchful eye, it's a solid structure of ancient tiled halls and clean simple spaces. . A nice view of the Thassa can be had from the front patio and balcony. -- says to Personal combat is the u: Her tummy rolled hearing that we will be sailing , ironic she belonged to a Captain and she got sea ill, breathing deeply she shows no dread upon her serene features as she finishes off the packing, hearing they would be stopping in Turia wasa nice surprise and she looked forward to , having no knowledge at all of the other places Master was speaking of she had no idea to be excited or scared , the Plains she had heard of where the slaves ran around barely clad in leather vests and strips of material wound around the waists and between there legs , uncomfortable she would think but she was a silk slave of Ar and had only known silk upon her flesh ,You seemed relaxed but there was something different and she had no idea what it was , she onnly knew she was Your and folow You anywhere that You bid her to.

A cry goes up from the stands in the Ludus as the crowds cheer on their favorite fighter....

(05:30:20 ) Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom. [PIC] Dhal al GhurCaptain of the Sea Kur [PIC] [ Dhal's Villa - Beach & Bluffs ]--Sitting staunch on the cliffs is the Captain of the Port's home, the pillared strength resting with the town and harbor spread proudly before its watchful eye, it's a solid structure of ancient tiled halls and clean simple spaces. . A nice view of the Thassa can be had from the front patio and balcony. -- says to His Delicious Torment.||: taking the gold talisman from its hiding place and slipping it around my neck and under my tunic where it was not seen, the chain heavy and string was hidden from sight. It was something that I had to have to ensure that some doors were to be opened in places where I needed it most.  taking a look around once more ensuring that everything was tidy I left my room heading downstairs and waited by the door for you to come and join me. I called Helga the house keeper "I will be away on another of my voyages please see to it that everything is kept orderly just the way I like it. Please ensure that the staff stay busy and the the grounds are kept in good shape, neat and manicured"  I saw you come and join me by the door as I finished speaking to the house keep and nodded my dark gaze slipping from her to you "its time to go" was all I said as I took the bosk bag with clothing from your fingers and slung it over my shoulder, picked up my personal weapons and headed through the door with you to heel carry your basket of goodies and whatever godsend you kept in there.

(05:40:30 ) His Delicious Torment. [PIC] || soraya || - Dhal's Property -  --Restricted-- -"The essence of Obedience.!"- -First Girl-[PIC] [ Dhal's Villa - Beach & Bluffs ]--Sitting staunch on the cliffs is the Captain of the Port's home, the pillared strength resting with the town and harbor spread proudly before its watchful eye, it's a solid structure of ancient tiled halls and clean simple spaces. . A nice view of the Thassa can be had from the front patio and balcony. -- says to Personal combat is the u: Seeing my Master already at the bottom of the stairs, grabbing my cloa kand throwing it around my shouders, the clasp closed , basket clutched in my right hand i quickly come down and wait near You as speak to Helga ,the pack easily slung over Your shouulder , gems watch as Yu gather Your personal weapons , Helga leans in and gives me a quick squeeze , a lil taken back at such a display an awkward smile is given. maybe she was going to miss my constant chatter to her about things or maybe she was worried, having no idea i simply clutch my basket hearing Master say its alright to bring it, that alone gives me a form of security because in the small basket was so many odds and ends that one never knows when one will need something such as a boned needle n thread , a lucky vulo foot and many other girl things

(05:49:35 ) Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom. [PIC] Dhal al GhurCaptain of the Sea Kur [PIC] [ Docks - Dock Area ]-- Somewhere on the docks of the Port. You can be on a ship or simply walking the docks. -- says to His Delicious Torment.||: The men had been ready for a hand now, The Sea Kur was always ready to set sail at a moments notice and tonight was no exception. The night was calm with a light breeze blowing off the land onto the water a perfect wind to set away from the port without much attention being drawn to us. The men on board were ready to cast off they were waiting for me and my party of one to come aboard. Gant had seen to the provisions, Sven had studied the charts although he knew the way South having sailed there on a number of occasions, my men were experienced and seasoned men seafarers and fighters to the last man.  I watched as they had the lines slipped from the bollards that held the vessel fast and jumped across the widening gap with haste as they came on board the vessel. The yardarm was hoisted filling the sails and men with oars got the hull free and headed out into the channel docks slipping quietly away as the Tri-moons began to rise over the far mountains while still shrouding the Sea Kur as it slipped away without much notice from the Port.  I stood at the bow my foot up against the railing my hand on the Serpent figure head as it began to move faster out into the bay the water lapping against the hull, lightly drumming the beat of the small waves against the hull. The sky awash with the stars like a million lamps being lit in the heavens, a cover had been set up in the stern where we would sleep when it found us the excitement of the trip already behind us as now the reality of what was happening and what had to be done set in....we were now committed

He spills the beans

(04:01:14 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Dhal's Villa - Beach & Bluffs ]
--Sitting staunch on the cliffs is the Captain of the Port's home, the pillared strength resting with the town and harbor spread proudly before its watchful eye, it's a solid structure of ancient tiled halls and clean simple spaces. .
A nice view of the Thassa can be had from the front patio and balcony. --

says to ALL: I sat on the patio contemplating the incident in the barrack cells I had to admit that I had been thrown by the revelation and the utterances of the tortured man, the main reasoning behind my request for him to be cleaned and a healer sent to assist him. I needed to discuss these utterances from him without the fear of pain but rather the reward for the truth. It had been a very long time since I last heard the name being uttered. It was a long time since I had even given it much thought, my life had turned and well it may have not been for the better but it certainly had changed.

I sipped the mug of black wine and thought about what I would do if in fact it was true that this man in fact was Tamuzhe or had believed that it was. The Tahari was a long way away and a completely different world with a completely new set of customs and traditions and a landscape that was much harsher than here. It was a battle against the terrain and not just the marauding tribesmen of the Tahari. Water was more precious than Gold or coin so knowing where the hidden wells were was a feat not to mention that maps were forbidden.

(04:08:19 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Dhal's Villa - Beach & Bluffs ]
--Sitting staunch on the cliffs is the Captain of the Port's home, the pillared strength resting with the town and harbor spread proudly before its watchful eye, it's a solid structure of ancient tiled halls and clean simple spaces. .
A nice view of the Thassa can be had from the front patio and balcony. --

says to ALL: It had been a few days already now since I had spoken to the tortured and broken scout. He had been treated by the healer his wounds had been attended to and was bound to be on the mend. I had left the mans recovery solely in the officer on duty that nights responsibility. He would answer for the mans condition when I spoke to him next. I knew they were feeding him well and attending to his dressings twice daily. It was time now for me to check up on the progress I would head out and see him. I pulled on my black sleen skin cloak pulling the hood up over my head set out to visit the barracks where he was held

(04:26:21 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to ALL: The night was cold and as usual at this time of the year there was no wind nor were the Tri-Moons visible instead a soft light mist had come in over the water covering the ground and swirled about our feet as we walked. The pools of intermittent light tried in vain to keep the darkness at bay making me pull my cloak closer in trying to feel warm and keep out the cold, that was actually not more than a chill but conditions just made things eerie and seem colder than it really was.

I entered the brightness of the duty room, the Captain of the Guards hurrying me through to the cell unlocking the door he spoke in a low tone so that it carried only to me ears "he is recovering well Captain, yet he does not speak. The healer and the guards say that he doesn't say a word but allows them to attend to him without protest." glancing at the weather hardened face of the Captain of the Guards I merely nodded and pushed into the room



... pretty girls stand about on the streets approaching the docks calling out to the sailors with promises of heavenly pleasures ...




(04:49:38 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Port Barracks - Dock Area ]
neat compact rows of stone buildings house the troops of the port, beside that a parade ground where they train improving their skills in the defense of the Port..

says to ALL: I entered the cell it had a bed an small table and a couple of chairs inside. A lamp flickered on the holder on the wall. "your accommodation has improved" the man was sitting on the edge of his bed his eyes flicked to me from the captains and just stared at me in silence. Pulling out a chair I took a seat facing him, The captain of the guard remained standing a sword at his hip, I was armed with one on my left hip and a dagger in a kidney pouch. I watched the man for a moment before speaking "I see that your wounds have been attended to, they have been feeding you and that your conditions have improved, you know why I'm here, and what I need to know?" I did not say anything more but left it up to the man seated on the bed to volunteer in his own words without any pressure


(05:07:29 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Port Barracks - Dock Area ]
neat compact rows of stone buildings house the troops of the port, beside that a parade ground where they train improving their skills in the defense of the Port..

says to His Delicious Torment.||: "I did not know the man that we met at Sadar, he was dressed in robes from the desert people. His face was covered by a scarf yet his voice was deep and his eyes were dark and cruel. It was obvious this man had a problem with the Port and the one he said was in the 'inner circle' he did not elaborate what he mean because he paid in gold and promised us the rest once we had given him the information." I sat in silence allowing the man to speak freely, I had to listen hard as the tone of his voice was low and the words were not pronounced well due to the wounds on his lips and no doubt his tongue. "He did have other men with him as he was not alone. He had the air of an leader because those others that were with him answered to him. They respected him greatly. I witnessed how he punished one of his men by stripping him and having him beaten by six others each whipping him til the flesh flayed from his back arms and legs. He did not show remorse nor showed any mercy. He was as cold as the glaziers of Torvaldsland" My dark eyes took in the fear that showed in the mans blues he was afraid of what was transpiring. That he was captured, he knew that he was going to be punished by the Taharian and was afraid for his life. "I know that he will find me and kill me, it doesn't matter but what does is that I will die without honor"

(05:54:52 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]



[ Port Barracks - Dock Area ]
neat compact rows of stone buildings house the troops of the port, beside that a parade ground where they train improving their skills in the defense of the Port..

says to Personal combat is the u: Having remained quiet leaning upon the wall , shrouded in the black cloak , listening to the words between my Master and the man, thoughts are running thru my mind, now that my Master has the information He was seeking what will He do, small teeth nipped at a lush bottom lip, indeed something truly was unfolding and what it all meant she did not know, her heart was beating faster in her tiny chest , as she waited

(05:56:32 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Port Barracks - Dock Area ]
neat compact rows of stone buildings house the troops of the port, beside that a parade ground where they train improving their skills in the defense of the Port..

says to His Delicious Torment.||: I allowed the man to speak, letting it flow as he tried to purge himself. He hung his head feeling dejected and forlorn and rightly so. He muttered softly "what has happened to the men that were with me, those that I traveled with, what has become of them?" I sat in silence not saying a word and allowed the Captain of the guards to speak "they are being held in shackles awaiting execution" was all he said allowing the severity of the situation to sink in. The man did not move his head sill held low. "I bed for a swift death at the hands of your men rather than a slow painful death that we would suffer at the hands of that sleen Taharian. He will surely come for us for failing him and put us to a slow death." I did not say anything but remained silent the fact that what he said was evident that someone was masquerading as the Aretai leader. Then spoke in a low tone "do you know where this Tamuzh'e is from, where his base of operations are situated?" I asked my eyes still holding in the man. He looked up at me and said the expression was filled with hate although his eyes were resigned to the death that awaited him "He said it was some place in the Tahari, an oasis" he struggled to recall then he said "thats it.....Oasis of Nine Wells" I knew then that I had to go and see for myself.

A man is Tortured

(03:31:44 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]




[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to His Delicious Torment.||: again the darkness shrouded us as we moved through the streets of the Port like shadows in the night, moving swiftly and silently. The cloaks about our shoulders were black and hooded shrouding even our form rendering us indistinguishable in the shows and darkness of the streets. The pools of light that danced revealed glimpses of us as we hurried along heading back towards the Port and dock area

(03:38:22 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]



[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to Personal combat is the u: keeping close to You, her boots silent as they barely touched the ground, the black hooded cloak covering her red silks and sweeping the ground as she moved , her pale skin shimmered on occasion that they passed under lamplight eerily her face seemed to float as darkness melded with their cloaks, her small hand clutched the back of His cloak seemingly they moved as one entity thru the Port streets heading to the docks

(03:44:10 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]




[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to His Delicious Torment.||: The docks were beyond the lights shinning from the oil lamps along the road leading towards them past the warehouses and at points along the docks. A light mist had drifted in over the water as there was no wind and the night was still even some sounds were muted leaving a strangeness upon us as we moved into the guardhouse of the Port Barracks. The officer on duty was expecting me and hurried to the corridors but this time took us to another room where one of the men was waiting he was tied to a bench on his back. The room was dark and as we entered the stench of faeces and urine assaulted our senses. On closer inspection I could see that the man was wet and bloody, skin had been peeled from his arms and fingers were bloody pulps were the nails had been pulled. He groaned and turned to us and I saw that his face was bloody, his lips pulped from beating his eyes stark and wild as he stared at us stopping me where I stood but three feet from him

(03:54:48 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]



[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to Personal combat is the u: the night was shrouded in a mist , eerie ,soon we were back at the Port Barracks and silently following my Master in a chill ran over me ,entering a room my hand swiftly covered my mouth and nose , the smell instantly hitting us, deep midnight gems tried to adjust to the darkness of the room and then they fell upon the men tied to the bench, eyes sweeping over the bloody mess , it was evident what the smell was, exposed flesh and muscles on his arms , where his nails were once was now just a mangled mess of flesh , steading herself on her feet she found support against the wall , better that she stays out of the way as her Owner had things to attend to, the bosk milk she had drunken earlier threatening to make an appearance to add to the mess that already was all over the floor.

(04:02:27 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]




[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to His Delicious Torment.||: the officer in charge spoke curtly to the bloodied man "Tell the Captain what you told me" he said looming over the man. I stood there where I was and listened. the mumbled and the officer barked "speak louder" the man coughed and spoke "the m m men of the sands they wish to control the salt trade. all trade in and out of the Tahari and Tor. They wish to control the northern silk route. They heard that there was one from the Salt Ubars inner circle that did business here in the Port. It was them that sent us here." the officer spoke loudly "tell the Captain who it was that sent you?" the man moaned and said nothing until the officer slapped the man blood splattering with the sound of wet flesh being slapped "speak you dog" the mans head was jerked over at the slap his eyes pleading as he turned and looked over at me "it was the Aretai, the man said to be Tamuzh'e" I took a step back at his words it was if I was being slapped it could not be. I looked at the man, my eyes burning as the stench and confusion at these words.

(04:09:44 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]



[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to Personal combat is the u: The tension in the room was palpable , she feels the guards eyes upon her briefly no doubt wondering why I was there , hearing her Master speak to the wretch who was bound to the table , midnight gems found a spot upon the ground , the sound of a slap making her jump slightly, then she hers a name and looks to her Master as He stepped back in shock

(04:19:44 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]




[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to His Delicious Torment.||: "who is this man this Tamuzh'e that you speak of, did you see him?" the man closed his eyes and swallowed hard then whispered his words barely audible "I did once I was in his presence but I could not see his face he wore a sand scarf about his face and was dressed in the robes of those from the deserts" the man coughed with fresh blood splattering from his shattered lips. I turned to the officer "clean this man up I wish to speak to him when he is feeling better, see to his wounds I want him available in a few days get a healer in here to attend to him." with that I turned and left the room, a glance at the little beast over at the side leaning against the wall a look in her eyes told me that the little beauty was repulsed by the scene and stench. I need not have commanded her to heel he hurried from the room without prompting both of us sweeping out the guardroom and into the fresh air and the Port streets once more.

Port Weather - Click for Forecast

(04:29:05 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]



[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to Personal combat is the u: hearing her Master speak to the officer , relieved that the man would be helped and his wounds attended to , she pity's him not for coming to the Port as a spy or scout was a grave thing indeed but even an animal needs to be fixed if its hurt .Her Master signalled and she soon was heeling Him out and once they hit the fresh air she gasp a few deep breaths to clear her lungs and nostrils , small beads of sweat had settled across the bridge of her nose and she wiped them away , pushing back her hood for a moment her flaxen mane seemed to glitter under he lamplight , her pale skin seemingly translucent as she gathered her composure as she hurried to keep pace with her Master
(04:36:42 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]




[ Bluffs - Beach & Bluffs ]
-- A road leads up to the bluffs offering a magnificent view of the port and bay, grassy patches, rocky outcrops and wooded areas cover the bluffs as they lead up to the large villa with the port town and bay below. --

says to His Delicious Torment.||: I walked swiftly through the dark, the shadows shrouding my mood my mind tormented at the sound of my step brothers name. It could not be possible it could never be. I did not know the tortured man and he could not know of my youth or my past it was not possible and yet there was the name uttered and spilled from his lips. I shook my head as I walked in the darkness my feet carrying me somewhere, anywhere just walking while my mind ground through this new information like gears in a machine. Mechanical while my emotions were raw as I recalled what happened many many years ago, well it seemed like yesterday or was it not that far back. My mind was in turmoil and before I knew it I was back on the bluffs heading to the villa my refuge for now.

(04:41:44 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]



[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to Personal combat is the u: His silence was a sign to he that something was happening and she simply hurried her pace behind Him ,noting the path they are on is leading them to the bluffs and villa , the night air heavy now with the mist makes herr shiver under the cloak ,having been with Him thru many things , seeing things many have never witnessed , she would not want it any other way than to be with Him always regardless of where or when , He owned her totally and she was his constant lil shadow

Scouts are seen in the Port

(03:33:58 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ - Phenix Grand Hall -Public Area ]
-- where the community gather under the watchful eye of the Port Captain and his lieutenants to socialize, share stories or just chill at night by the great hearth enjoying the warmth of the fire.
The doors open to give you a view of the Harbor from the steps. Benches, low tables and chairs to sit and visit.


says to His Delicious Torment.||: my hand softly stroking the golden mane my hand rough and hard as gentle as can be. A soft content smile upon my lips as I sit and contemplate the men and their motives. I would interrogate them myself personally.

(03:37:14 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]


[ - Phenix Grand Hall -Public Area ]
-- where the community gather under the watchful eye of the Port Captain and his lieutenants to socialize, share stories or just chill at night by the great hearth enjoying the warmth of the fire.
The doors open to give you a view of the Harbor from the steps. Benches, low tables and chairs to sit and visit.


says to Personal combat is the u: nestles under your hand, enjoying the closeness, knowing you have something on your mind simply by the way you sit, the sounds of the Port wafting in thru the open windows , the lights flickering low

(03:40:11 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ - Phenix Grand Hall -Public Area ]
-- where the community gather under the watchful eye of the Port Captain and his lieutenants to socialize, share stories or just chill at night by the great hearth enjoying the warmth of the fire.
The doors open to give you a view of the Harbor from the steps. Benches, low tables and chairs to sit and visit.


says to His Delicious Torment.||: standing up now suddenly on impulse I decided that I would go down and take a look for myself at who and what these guys were up to. If it was not too difficult I could settle this now. "come my precious we have some men to see" was all I said as I set off down the road towards the barracks where the men were being kept



... A whip cracks as a slaver leads a chain of slaves from the docks to the kennels ...

(03:44:36 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]


[ - Phenix Grand Hall -Public Area ]
-- where the community gather under the watchful eye of the Port Captain and his lieutenants to socialize, share stories or just chill at night by the great hearth enjoying the warmth of the fire.
The doors open to give you a view of the Harbor from the steps. Benches, low tables and chairs to sit and visit.


says to Personal combat is the u: Your movement startled her some but she soon was upon her feet, and hurrying behind you as you head out and down to the road in the direction of the barracks, her boots barely touching the road as she virtually needs to trot to keep up with your stride, her basket held in her hand carrying an array of things encase you needed something ,
(03:45:41 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Streets - Around the Port ]
-- On one of the streets that weave around the Port --

says to His Delicious Torment.||: the walk was brisk and the night cool, light flickered from the lamps wherever they were placed, darkness and pools of light dancing back and forth eerily. The crunch of my boots carried over the stillness of the night as I trudged down towards the Port the little beast following close at hand. Glancing over my shoulder a smile upon my lips when I saw you skipping along behind me keeping pace, those little red boots flashing darkly upon the streets the sounds of our passing along marking our way through the night.

(03:50:58 )
His Delicious Torment.
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|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
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[ - Phenix Grand Hall -Public Area ]
-- where the community gather under the watchful eye of the Port Captain and his lieutenants to socialize, share stories or just chill at night by the great hearth enjoying the warmth of the fire.
The doors open to give you a view of the Harbor from the steps. Benches, low tables and chairs to sit and visit.


says to Personal combat is the u: normally she was frightened of the dark but never when she was with her beloved Master ,nothing could hurt her when He was around , the night was still and just the sound of our boots could be heard, the lamps giving off an eerie glow soon a mist would roll in off the water and envelope the Port , that's when she had heard the creatures of the Port come out from their hiding places and try and snatch rats and anything else that looks easy prey , she's not sure if its true but that's what the guards were telling the kitchen girls

(03:55:50 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Port Barracks - Dock Area ]
neat compact rows of stone buildings house the troops of the port, beside that a parade ground where they train improving their skills in the defense of the Port..

says to His Delicious Torment.||: The barracks housed the port guard and was the center of the Port defenses. The guard room stood apart from the rest of the sleeping quarters and the duty officer stood to attention as I entered the doorway suddenly. "Tal, are you the officer of the guard?" I did not wait for an answer but the man nodded as I continued "where are the men that were detained, where are they held, I trust that you have not interrogated them yet?" I fired off the questions one after the other without giving the man a chance to respond decently. "yes Captain, in the cells down the corridor Captain, no Captain!" the man stammered as he tried to keep up with the verbal onslaught. I headed quickly down the corridor to the cells the officer of the guard running ahead before me to open the cell doors

(04:00:57 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]


[ - Phenix Grand Hall -Public Area ]
-- where the community gather under the watchful eye of the Port Captain and his lieutenants to socialize, share stories or just chill at night by the great hearth enjoying the warmth of the fire.
The doors open to give you a view of the Harbor from the steps. Benches, low tables and chairs to sit and visit.


says to Personal combat is the u: entering the barracks following her Master she felt eyes upon her from all directions , never had she been here before but she held her poise and silently listened to her Master firing off questions then they were off again down a corridor, she dared not look into the cells they passed but she caught a few words calling out to her and she shuddered and tried to stay as close as she could to her Master

(04:08:27 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Port Barracks - Dock Area ]
neat compact rows of stone buildings house the troops of the port, beside that a parade ground where they train improving their skills in the defense of the Port..

says to His Delicious Torment.||: the men sat on the floor their straw beds were all they had to sleep on and there was no blankets. I stood at the door to the cell my right hand carrying the axe loosely cocked over my right shoulder now making a menacing sight for the men that laid or sat upon the floor.

"I'm the Captain of the Port what is it that you want here in Port Phenix. It's clear that you are not merchants and have a military background? I had watched you on the central plaza." My dark eyes shone in the flickering light of the lamps "we can do it one of two ways, either you are open and tell me the truth." pausing for some dramatic effect "or we can do it the hard way where I extract the whole truth from you by means of pain and torture, either way I will have the truth?"

The men glanced over at each other and by the reaction it was obvious that they had discussed this among themselves. "we are part of a scouting party, we were sent here to evaluate the defenses and identify the weak points in your defenses." replying quickly "who sent you?" the pause in the reply was deliberate as I waited "we are not sure who it was, the man that escaped he came to us and recruited us for the task" with I nod I asked again "where has he gone too and where did you meet this man?" I asked and the reply "in the market in the Sadar we have no idea where he came from" nodding I turned and retreated from the cell. I would leave them with this although I did not believe them I would return and get to the bottom of this yet


(04:14:48 )
His Delicious Torment.
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|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]


[ - Phenix Grand Hall -Public Area ]
-- where the community gather under the watchful eye of the Port Captain and his lieutenants to socialize, share stories or just chill at night by the great hearth enjoying the warmth of the fire.
The doors open to give you a view of the Harbor from the steps. Benches, low tables and chairs to sit and visit.


says to Personal combat is the u: keeping out of the way she could not help but twitch her nose at the smell in the small cell, the straw was soiled in parts as she listened quietly to her Master speak to the men, she wasn't really sure what they meant but by the look on her Owners face this was not good, her small hands fidgeting behind her back , bits of words drift to her ears , her lips dry she runs the tip of her pink tongue over them and remembers her time on the Road with her Master could this be connected....

(04:21:56 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
[PIC]
Captain of Port Phenix IC



[ Port Barracks - Dock Area ]
neat compact rows of stone buildings house the troops of the port, beside that a parade ground where they train improving their skills in the defense of the Port..

says to His Delicious Torment.||: moving quickly down the corridor and out into the guard room bidding my farewell to the officer in charge and headed back into the Port streets my mind going over the new information that I had just received. Glancing over my shoulder to see if you were still with me or if any grabbing hands from those cells had not detained or pawed over your lush body. A smile teasing upon my lips as I walked heading back towards the bluffs and the villa not wanting to spend any more time in the hall it was time for my furs and the warm flesh of my lovely beast...oh those carnal pleasures



(04:25:05 )
His Delicious Torment.
[PIC]


|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
[PIC]


[ - Phenix Grand Hall -Public Area ]
-- where the community gather under the watchful eye of the Port Captain and his lieutenants to socialize, share stories or just chill at night by the great hearth enjoying the warmth of the fire.
The doors open to give you a view of the Harbor from the steps. Benches, low tables and chairs to sit and visit.


says to Personal combat is the u: glad to be out in the fresh night air she hurries to keep up with her beloved Master and sees they are heading Home , a soft smile plays across her lush lips , soon she hoped they would be in the warmth of furs

The attack on the raiders

(01:49:25 )
Steel is the coinage of the warrior, with it he purchases what pleases him..

Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur





[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: the beasts had ridden the ten pasangs hard at a full run, they were not exhausted but needed a break, in a cloud of dust, grunting and snorting from the beasts we can me a halt with the rest of the caravan that was waiting in a defensive position. Slipping from my saddle before the beast had come to a complete stop I ran to the commander Kahil "we have found the main force waiting on the opposite bank, they must be about 150 - 200 strong, they lay in wait about a pasang in just below the horizon. There did not appear to be any cavalry but they are almost sure to have mounted me available for the assault. How did it go clearing that low range of hills over to the North?"

we spoke rapidly exchanging reports Kahil reporting that the hills had been cleared with at least 50 men killed or captured that had been hiding in the low hills. "What is our tally of men Kahil, what have been our losses?" I looked over at the bearded man our dark eyes locked me a Torvie and him from the Plains his mother from the tribes of the Tahari "we have 123 men Captain, it will be a hard battle against unfavorable odds. My men are all hardened warriors, I have complete faith that they will give their all." He was grave as he looked at me a devoted and loyal commander and warrior "I reached out and gripped his shoulder and spoke "that's all we can ever hope for my Brother" then taking him across to some soft sand taking up a stick drawing in the sand as we spoke and drew up plans for the attack.



(02:15:26 )
His Delicious Torment.



|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-



[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Steel is the coinage of : the pace was fast as they headed back to where the others waited and Her Owner was off His mount before it ground to a stop, the dust was thick and her eyes stung as she pulled her beast up and slipped down from the saddle , booted feet hitting the ground with a soft thud, grabbing the reigns of her Masters beast she led them to where a thrall was standing and asked him to see that were watered and cooled down , grabbing her bow she slung it over her back and the arrow pouch was attacked to her leather pants , moving to the caravans she filled their empty botas with fresh water from the barrels strapped to the side of the supply wagon and then grabbed some cheese n black bread from the sacks and then heads over to where her Master is speaking to the Commander

Standing quietly back a little her deep gems scan around constantly watching for anything that seems not right, her senses on high alert she has the feeling in the pit of her stomach that danger was everywhere and after seeing Her Master return from the bushs on the other side of the river she knew her feelings were right , His weapon and hands still bore blood so indeed danger was ever present , small beads of sweat trickly down her spin , the heat was so oppressive under the black tunic, her head itchy from wearing the scarf , made worse from getting wet coming back across the river then the dust sticking to their wet clothes , there will be no reprieve from this anytime soon, she waits quietly as her Master and the Commander draw maps in the dirt


(02:24:10 )
Steel is the coinage of the warrior, with it he purchases what pleases him..

Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur





[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: We split the group Kahil sending a runner to gather every fighting man available, the caravan will have to rely on traders , merchants and animal handlers to protect the caravans while the fighting men would be used for the assault. We had to make it appear as if we knew nothing about the waiting group of men on the opposite bank and so slowly we managed to draw away about fifty men to slip back down stream and across the river while the rest made themselves look as visible as possible on this side of the bank. Kahil had women dressing up in dark robes to appear like the armed and fighting men and a reduced force, we had to maintain the look that there were still a full compliment of men with the caravan. Four wagons pulled up to the landing and rolled slowly onto the pontoon where they would be drawn across, the wagons were closed and covered in canvas so the goods inside were protected and hidden from sight. There were rather a few men extra that saw to the crossing and stayed with the wagons as they were drawn out across the river.

I rode to join with the band of fifty well armed men that had slipped away from the caravan only to meet them about 5 pasangs from the crossing and out of sight. We rode hard to find the place where we had scouted across the river earlier, finding the place easily. I glanced over my shoulder to see the messenger and my first girl with the sandscarf wrapped about her features riding hard behind me, shadowing me a determined look in her eyes. I nodded to her in approval as I turned the beast entering the water and our group began to swim across the river to quickly gather around on the opposite bank where I spoke to them so that the attack would be co-ordinated and devastatingly effective. There me were all extremely ready for battle, it shone in their eyes, it showed up in the lines on their faces, set in determination. They carried that aura about them that they were to succeed without reprieve nor quarter given I knew that some faces would not be before me this even and admired them all, they were my brothers and they were brave and loyal men each one without exception. It was time now for battle and now we moved forward with stealth once more


(04:34:57 )
Steel is the coinage of the warrior, with it he purchases what pleases him..
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Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur

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[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: We moved quickly yet silently I had estimated that there was at least 2 trips with the Pont so about eight or twelve wagons had crossed the river by now making at least half of the caravan across the river.The prize would look more enticing now because the caravan would appear to be more vulnerable with a divided force perhaps enough to draw the out the attack. Weapons drawn we moved into an extended line formation and once the attack began move into an arrow formation.

I crouched down in the shrubbery the axe in my right hand and shield in left, a sword at my left hip I was prepared for the assault on the rear of the enemy. My left hand releasing the shield as I held up my hand in a fist signaling down the line so that men knew that they were to wait for my command, I would wait for them to start the attack first before me made our move from our point of concealment. I glanced down to my left, the little beast was crouched beside me the sand scarf wrapped about her features just her eyes showing like each and everyone of us nothing to reveal who or what gender we were. I smiled at her the love and pride showing in my eyes because she could see nothing more than that, yet she knew me well enough to be able to read it in the darkness of my eyes, a soft inclination of my head showed her that we were ready and I wished her luck in silence. The odds were against us but we had the element of surprise.

(04:45:31 )
His Delicious Torment.
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|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
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[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Steel is the coinage of :
crouching low beside her Master , her heart raced and the sound was deafening in her ears, she tried not to show her fear in her eyes as He looked to her but He knew , nothing could she conceal from Him , nothing.The bow He had given her was cluctched in her hand the arrow pouch at the ready , she had practised every chance she got so her aim was sharp, she could smell the fear drom the sweating men around her , but she also knew they would give thier very lives for her Master and the Port , out here they didnt treat her as His silk slave , they treated her as one of them ,as she would give her life for her Master and her Home.

Her eyes watched the caravans on the pontoon and she felt her senses heighten, for a moment she closed her eyes and spoke to herself , perhaps to ask for courage , perhaps to ask for the saftey of us all this day and then nodded softly to Him and waited like an animal ready to spring to her feet at His signal.

(05:12:33 )
Steel is the coinage of the warrior, with it he purchases what pleases him..

Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur





[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: I could see the enemy just ahead hidden in the shrubbery, the heat of the day did not disturb us too much at this stage despite the sweat that tricked against our flesh under the robes, it was the last thing that we focused upon. Then it came the attack on the caravan, at least twenty wagons were strung out in a semi defensive position down on the dirt road, there appeared to be a few men guarding the caravan, and animal minders and wagon drivers that were tending to the wagons and beasts when the call to attack came from the enemy before us. I held up my hand once more a fist showing for my men to hold their positions, it was not yet time. I could see the enemy now stand and surge forward, whoever was in command had committed all his men in the initial charge on the exposed unprotected caravan, thinking that he had the advantage he had grown arrogant and assured.

The caravan was vulnerable yet the wagons and beasts were set out in a large U the open end facing the river allowing the pont to discharge more wagons as they drew them across the river. I could see the attackers surge down the incline towards the wagons firing arrows on the run as they charged down closing the gap, it was then that the wagons had the covers thrown off and our men revealed themselves.

The fighting men had been hidden in all the wagons that crossed and the civilians were dressed as the fighting men remained on the opposite bank giving the impression that the caravan was unprotected with just a few men there. The cloud of arrows ripped into the attackers taking them by surprise, I saw men tumbling as they ran shot through with the arrows dying as they ran towards the wagons, faltering in their charge. A cheer going up from the me in the wagons as they fired a second and third volley "HAI PORT PHENIX!" the cry went up rallying the men and signalling us to attack.


(05:22:07 )
His Delicious Torment.
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|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
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[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Steel is the coinage of : seeing her Owners signal to hold , she watches as the enemy charges down at the caravan ,thinking they would have the upper hand nd slaughter the innocent their yells were full of arrogance , my tiny fists cenched around my bow wanting to fire as amny arrows as i coud get off into there shifty eyes but holding back as ordered, the canvas is suddenly thrown back from the hoops over the wagons and our fighters let out a piercing war cry as they began to attack the attackers, soon the heat and dry throat was forgotton as every sense was on alert ready to lunge on His signal, my trusty lucky copper in my boot gave me comfort as i waited .....


(05:37:44 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
[PIC]
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
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[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: I grabbed the shield and stood now looking down to the left and then right lifting my axe yelled "Hai Port Phenix!" the began to run forward, the formation was supposed to be arrow but there were a few enthusiastic individuals that were caught up in the moment as we charged down on the rear of the attackers in what resembled an arrow formation. The defenders of the caravan immediately stopped using the bow and the volley of arrows stopped they then drew their weapons and began to fight with blade, axe or whatever they could get their hands upon. They were caught unawares and surprised and as the slammed into the body of men weapons fell upon the enemy and the melee ensued.

Everything seemed to slow down as the adrenaline pumped through our veins, the fight was all in slow motion because of our heightened senses, the blood and battle lust fueling us as we attacked. The axe biting deep into the neck and shoulder of the man before in a gush and shower of blood as I ripped the weapon back releasing the steel from flesh whipping it out and up towards my left whipping it down now hacking into the next man the showed himself before me. My peripheral vision kept the little first girl on my left and slightly behind me always so that I could cover her right and left side while she saw to my left and behind me. The fighting was fierce, blood splattered and raging we fought hacking and cutting into the center of the raiders, breaking them up into small pockets where small individual fights continued the tide of the battle turning in our favor



(06:06:45 )
His Delicious Torment.
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|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-
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[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Personal combat is the u: On my Owners signal we surge forward my bow at the ready staying slightly behind Him on His left ready to shoot anything that comes sideways , the spray of blood is everywhere , as His axe is kissing flesh , the blood raining down on me as arteries spurt, out of the corner of my eye i see someone charging sideways and twist and send an arrow towards him , as he moves forawrd my arrow finds its mark and his eyeball explodes and then He falls to His knees and i signal for one of ours to finish him as my booted feet surge forward behind my Owner , the sounds of angusih is everywhere as men fall , and the battle cry of "Hai Port Phenix" resounds around us , heart racing as she never looses sight of Him




(06:09:47 )

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Nicanor
Builder
probationary Member
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[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Personal combat is the u:
It was morning and the day was sunny. It was indeed a good day… he had gotten up early today. He had a lot of things to do so the man named Nicanor had sent bob to finalize the sale of his stake in boswell camp although he would keep his house there as a retreat if he wanted to go on a hunting trip. So with Bob gone Nic had to arrange somewhere to stay here and somewhere to do his caste work. He had already for his caste work he could do something basic until he had a builders yard and workshop. Testing coins for merchants would be a good start. At the moment he decided to go on a ride on his kallia around the area to see what building materials there are. What type of stone was about and wood and other materials so a scout about was the place to start for him so he left the port on his beast. Of course he had alot of his tools oh his beasts saddle. He had saddle packs full of tools and all kinds of things. After all he was a builder and he was damn good at it. Yah he was a little mhmm well crazy is the best word for it. Odd and eccentric was another. He also wanted to think about what he was asked to do.. he was not of the secret clan of torturers anymore he left that behind in the plans but he was asked to help out the new home. He would have to think about it before he did anything like that again. He was a happy joker of a man these days not the rage filled youth that hated turians to the core of his being. He moved on. But it did not mean he would not do it. He just needed to think about it.

He was not far from the road as he road to a high point to have a look around.. down the road some way was what looked like a group of men that looked up to no good. Anyway he was a curious fellow so he decided to follow them for awhile at a distance.. Anyway after awhile it came clear they was going to ambush a caravan. So Nic he had weapons but would be single handedly attack a group of men that out numbered him and was armed to the teeth. No well maybe depends on his mood. Even though he had weapons on him at all times he had a even more dangerous weapon. His brain and he had built all kinds of siege engines in the past he was fascinated by them. He was looking about for stuff to use and on top of a hill out of sight he found everything he needed . A few broken wagons from ether another attack or just left there cause the merchant was in a hurry He found some ether spear shafts or handles for tools. He was not sure what they was going to be for but a idea formed in his head and he smiled like a kid with a magnified glass and a insect nest. So he got to work. He broke apart the wagon with his crowbar. Well if this seems unrelistic do remember this is just how armys did it. They built a lot of siege weapons on improve and to order because most sieges just happen. They are not always plain because no one likes sieges they suck big time cause they can last a long time and the sooner they are over the better. So Nic got to work fast. The sensible thing to do would have been to get help but lets face it Nic was not a sensible man hell every day as a builder was courting blue flames.


So he took it apart then rebuilt it. A rectangle frame at the front with round poles coming off and wheels reattached at the rear with a hook so he could pull it with his kaiila… it was not as big as it could have been with more time and stuff. was just a fast basic one that was eight foot wide and seven long . It took him a few ahn to make with the cables and a a few fastly made cranks and a few sharpened sicks. By the time the attack stated the ballista was ready… hell he made all kinds of things for fun. He made a catapult to throw people into the water for giggles once. Yah that was fun. So a giant crossbow out of a broken wagon was cake. Hell he made a siege tower to repair a roof once. Why ? cause he could. So he went to the highest point over looking and he saw the attack start so he went down the hill or high point and onto the rood about a thousand yards from the attackers.

What the attacks might see is a lone kaiila coming onto the road pulling something. One man was not a threat but as they seemed to be distracted by the fact that inside the wagon was lots of armed men in a trap they would not more than likely notice Nic stopping getting off his beast. Unhooking the ballista then using his muscles he moved it into place.. he then opened up the arms on the side and connected the cab;le to the lunching bucket. He loaded the bucket with about thirty sharpened sticks.. He then put down the feet and set the crabnk so he could lift the front of it.. He cranked and looked through the end aiming for the mass of the attackers that was away from the caravan. He did not want to hurt innocence people. When he was clear he fired and a rain of sharped sicks would fire into some of the attackers. Some would of course miss and Nic would crank and re aim and reload. Yah this would be a surprise for the attackers and the defenders with a roar of a voice. “ Run tarskies run!!! Daddies got a big toy!!!”

(06:17:53 )
Personal combat is the ultimate test of my freedom.
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Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur
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says to His Delicious Torment.||: Kicking at the knee of the man to my left making him go down on that knee while my shield whipped out edge first the steel rimming catching him in his left temple knocking him down either concussed or dead. While the axe again swung out to the right wrist twisting the cutting edge leading as it caught another raider on the bicep hacking into the limp leaving it dangling on a strip of skin as arterial blood showered over my right forearm. We were covered in blood it was a bloody business with death being our purpose, we will send our enemies across the river Hades because Odin was at our backs. "HAI PORT PHENIX" the cry went up again as we fought like dijn's possessed.

The raiders were breaking up now and running there was little resistance left and small pockets of men still held out. The archers again shooting at the backs of the running men as they tried to escape it was easy to identify between the men of the caravan and the men dressed as Aretai tribesmen, we had them on the run now. Calling out to the defenders now as we surged forward mopping up, the ballista had taken out a few running men making it easier for the men to follow on foot or on kaiila back to dispense of the remaining attackers. We had broken the attack on the caravan and now the road was clear all the way to Corcyrus and Turia. Of course there was still the captured leaders that had to be interrogated, this much men with a co-ordinated army was no small armed band but an organised force with someone big behind the scenes


(06:26:07 )

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Nicanor
Builder
probationary Member
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[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Personal combat is the u: He only had a limited amount of ammo. He only had a few ahn to make this thing but they did not know that at all as he could see the fight unfold maybe he was not even needed but like the attackers he had ashamed when the carvan came into view it was undefended and well he was no coward he had a red mark on his face to prove it. He was abit of a psycho if truth be told. He expected the few guards to be over whelmed and to cull most of them before they realized he was alone and take on what was left. But that had not happened it seemed the caravan was in fact a trap so maybe they would just assume he was apart of the trap. He had ten more make shift arrows and three large ones he could fire the ten in one go and the three in single file. So he had to pic wisely. But he didn’t need to do anything more. They was broken. So he hooked his kaiila to his toy and road back towards the port. He might have someone to play with later if he decided to do that. He would whistle while he road. Yah might be a big man behind this pain but Nic was the wildcard and wild cards could be a good thing or a bad one. So off he road like he just had a morning stroll.

Scouting the opposite bank of the river

(00:47:15 )
Let all who oppose my Home Stone fall to ruin by my hand
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Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to | |--| - j a m e e - |--: The caravan had started to arrive at the pont the landing already had a few of the lead wagons waiting, while the pont was on its way back from the opposite bank. I had tethered the kaiila over near the trading store allowing an animal minder to feed and water the beasts. I stood on the bank looking out at the opposite side, my eyes scanning the bank for anything that looked out of place or odd. I was feeling uneasy about this crossing. It was a perfect pinch point that could be taken advantage of. The girls were with me they had come one ahead of the rest with me to take a look at things and try and facittate the crossing before the wagons and pack beasts arrived.

(00:53:41 ) | |
*The hardest part of slavery...is waiting*

--| - j a m e e - |--
..Property of Nyah..
-Nyahs' Ink-
--treasures aren't all Gold and Silver
some are worth far more--




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Let all who oppose my Ho: as we stood on the bank near You, I was cautious as I looked around, emerald gems set in a deep gaze as I saw Mistress near by as well..i knew the caravan and such would be along shortly it was a good idea for us to have gone on ahead..i looked over at soraya and having heard Mistress telling me to be careful and not slip in the mud along the bank for I knew she didn't want to have to retrieve me from the water...



(00:58:44 )
His Delicious Torment.



|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Let all who oppose my Ho: standing slightly behind you my gaze drifted to jamee before looking at the pontoon returning, water made her nervous , funny as that may sound being Owned by a Captain and previously having lived aboard the Lady Nyah but water was only her friend in the bath tub,pulling the head scarf off for a moment , the heat so stiffling , her black tunic covered in dust from the ride thus far , she wonders if we will break her for a meal or keep going forwards , she simply waits knowing He will give the directions when He is ready

(01:01:35 )
Let all who oppose my Home Stone fall to ruin by my hand
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Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: The other wagons were beginning to pull in and begin to congregate over in an open field beside the river bank. I watched as men ushered the wagons into orderly positions so that they would be able to move out when needed. I was not feeling comfortable about the whole set up and wondered where Kahil the Commander was we needed to talk. I wanted to know what feedback there was from the scouts on the opposite side of the bank.

turning to soraya "go and find the Commander kahil and ask him to join me here on the banks I need to speak to him its rather urgent" my dark eyes looked over her enjoying her as always despite her dressed in a hooded robe and carrying a bow and quiver of arrows. I had used her always as a messenger even in the thickest of battles of late and she had proved her worth on more than one occasion.

(01:09:49 )
Let all who oppose my Home Stone fall to ruin by my hand
warrior.jpg
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to | |--| - j a m e e - |--: my attention now at you my gaze sweeping over you, we were all dressed the same in nondescript dark hooded robes without banners nor insignia. We had been all armed the same so that the outlaws and raiders would have no idea who or where we had come from. "jamee go back to the trading post" my arm pointing at the stone block building "check on the beasts tell the minder that they must be ready to ride within an ihn should they be needed. He was not to unsaddle them. I also want you to get some sa tarna bread, dried meat and fresh water we may be travelling for a few days away from the caravan. We may need to move within the ahn." with that I turned again to survey the opposite bank and the low ranger of hills on our side of the bank but further north

(01:12:13 )
His Delicious Torment.



|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Let all who oppose my Ho: Seeing the carvans beginning to converge she looks about knowing we were out in the open,watching her Master she knows He is watching every movement and then hearing Him she answers quietly "aii my Master" wrapping her head scarf back around her flaxen mane she pulls it up so only her eyes can be seen and slips back thru the milling people in search of commander Kahil , her bow and arrows slung over her back.

The men look at her as she moves amongst them saying nought to her but parting so she can get through , seeing the Commander deep in conversation she moves abit closer and then he turns to her and she passes the message on and soon she was following Him back to where her Master waits

(01:13:51 ) | |
*The hardest part of slavery...is waiting*

--| - j a m e e - |--
..Property of Nyah..
-Nyahs' Ink-
--treasures aren't all Gold and Silver
some are worth far more--




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Let all who oppose my Ho: I stood along side Soraya as You surveyed the area, I could see she was looking nervous near the water..me not so much but I eased back letting Master focus upon things...hearing Him speaking to Soraya I moved off to the side..i was wearing my leathers and dark tunic, over that was the black robe that my Mistress had purchased for me, the hood dropped back only to reveal midnight strands of spun silk that crunched back into the hood...Mistress had allowed me to carry my bow and upon my back the quiver of arrows, I had already taken out one or two outlaws so I was prepared yet again..emerald hues focused upon the river where I watched intently for any signs of danger..Your voice speaking to me caught my attention...

'yes Master' repeating to myself your full instructions on what You needed me to do...as You turned away I eased from the bank and moving in the direction You pointed


(01:27:46 ) | |
*The hardest part of slavery...is waiting*

--| - j a m e e - |--
..Property of Nyah..
-Nyahs' Ink-
--treasures aren't all Gold and Silver
some are worth far more--




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Let all who oppose my Ho: -grabbing my hood and letting it cover my head once more...her green eyes shining like a larl in the forest..she moved upon booted feet towards the trading post...spotting the stone block building, as she approached she saw the beasts off to the side, the Minder was tending them...'excuse me..We need You to make sure the beasts are ready should we need to leave..it could be as little as an ahn..and do not, I repeat do not unsaddle them' the Man nodded at the urgency in my soft voice...'thank You Sir' I then left him to do as needed and remembering Master wanted some things for when we would be traveling, I entered in thru the front of the building...
I began to tell the Man what I needed...'sa tarna bread for several and some dried meat and we also need water...several botas please' the Man nodded and went to gather what I needed...the dried meats were packaged along with the bread...he bagged it all except for the water and handed me all of iit...the botas were slung to my shoulder, the rest I carried in my arms..it was then I made my way back to where Master was...knowing Soraya was off delivering a message but was pleased to see she had returned just before I did..

(01:34:15 )
Let all who oppose my Home Stone fall to ruin by my hand
warrior.jpg
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: The commander came up and stood beside me and we both surveyed the opposite bank "I have heard that the scouting party you sent across the river has still not returned, its been what 3 days now, I fear them lost. This situation that we are in is untenable we have to avoid this, despite us foreseeing this we have allowed us to get into this situation that could lead to disastrous consequences." I glanced over at the Commander, both of us had the sand scarves hanging loosely about our necks so that we could see each others faces. "we need to know whats happening across the river before we cross. I will take five with me and move downstream about 6 or 8 pasangs before we cross, we will swim the river then scout the opposite bank. I will send back a messenger with word."

I spoke to him my gaze still sweeping the opposite bank without using my hands to indicate any directions, turning to him once more "you will see to it that the caravan gets into a defensive position immediately, we may have to spend the night here without crossing, I want those hills over to the North on our side of the bank secure, I need the high ground overlooking the pont crossing. See to it kahil" The Commander already knew what was needed but nodded his affirmation I could see the concern in his eyes as he spoke "we are in a weak position here Captain, we will secure it as best we can. I will see it I assure you." with that he turned to attend to my commands while I headed back to the trading post and where the beasts were at the ready jamee and soraya shadowing me as we went


(01:52:40 )
His Delicious Torment.



|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Let all who oppose my Ho: Falls in behind You with jamee ,
seeing the bread and fresh botas she had collected she could not help but feel this was going to be a very long day till we found a place to rest, the sound of the river rushing is loud and she just feels uneasy and quickens her pace to be near Him, she fears nothing when she is next to Him , her biggest fear is separation , her small booted feet kicking at the dirt as they near the hut , glancing to jamee trying to read her eyes to see what she would be feeling , the Commander having departed off to do as Master had instructed she looked at the growing number of caravans

(01:52:47 )
Let all who oppose my Home Stone fall to ruin by my hand
warrior.jpg
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Caleb Sagev Torvie Raide: turning to the Lieutenant "come Caleb we need to scout the opposite banks we will ride south along the road then swim across the river and stealthily scout the opposite bank...you can swim Caleb cant you?"

(02:19:11 )
Let all who oppose my Home Stone fall to ruin by my hand
warrior.jpg
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: mounting the beasts swiftly knowing that they had been watered but not fed properly we rode off, they would feed while we were on the way. Heading back to the road and riding south for ten pasangs before cutting off the road and east towards the river which was about another ten pasangs away, we did not want to let the enemy see what we were up to but we had to check what was happening on the opposite bank before we committed any men on either side of the bank. I had hoped that Kahil and the men would sweep the hilly range to the north on our side of the bank without event because I knew that if it were me I would have a force on the high ground and on the opposite bank so that I could attack the caravan while they crossed the river, their attention and guard being down to perform such a manoeuvre.

approaching the bank we had to ride along further south to find a narrower section for crossing only to find one just further south. We slipped from the beasts stripped naked our clothes in a bundle to keep dry and began to walk the beast into the water, the river was not too wide at this part and then began swimming across one at a time me going first then a men and girls one by one with Caleb bringing up the rear swiming across. We waited on the bank stripping down and wringing out the dampness from the clothes dressing quickly in silence before spreading out single file and moving off along the bank in silence about a pasang in'


(02:36:57 )
His Delicious Torment.



|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Let all who oppose my Ho: Following closely behind you a rider sees me and instead of waiting for me to try and lift up he siply lifts me to the saddle and i nod with thanks and soon have the beast caught up with my Master, the only sound was the hooves hitting the ground and the dust was everywhere and she stayed focused on her Owner nd soon they turned and they were at the river bank and sliding from the mount she saw that they were going to swim across ....

Seeing her Master motion to strip and bundle the clothes to keep them dry she feels the fear rise in her tummy at the thought of the water but soon followed Him in the beast moving aong side her and she just aimed to keep her head above the water and her legs kicked as fast as she could , a few times she had a mouth full of the dirty water but soon she saw the bank and clammered out relieved to be back on solid ground, quickly dressing she fell in behind Him silence is everywhere


(05:23:35 )
Let all who oppose my Home Stone fall to ruin by my hand
warrior.jpg
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: The kaiila were silent as the walked, they had been well trained and sensed the necessity for stealth, they were in hunt mode, we were all in hunt mode and as we moved we all stayed silent only hand signals to communicate. No bare steel to glint or make a sound so our progress was silent and cautious. The brush was high with small trees that were rather thick down at the river banks but thinned out the further away from the river we moved. We traveled in single file our bows close at hand our senses heightened and in tune with everything about us. We listened for any out of the ordinary sound that was not natural the sounds of the fleer overhead was heartening because they took no notice of us as we moved silently North towards the river crossing and the Pont, the closer we got, the slower and more cautiously we moved eyes and ears straining for anything and sign of an ambush


(05:34:29 )
His Delicious Torment.



|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-



[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Let all who oppose my Ho: The tension in the air was thick as we moved silently , her heart was pounding and she was sure it could be heard , her eyes flickering from side to side at every movement, the rustle of the breeze was enough for her small hand to reach for her bow, eyes darted upwards then back to scan around , the crossing was up ahead and her breathing was shallow as she let her senses over take her fear so she could pick up on anything that was not right, her Master was in front of her and she watched Him for signals , each no matter how trivial it may of been was teated as a threat they kept moving forwards.....

(05:53:20 )
Let all who oppose my Home Stone fall to ruin by my hand
warrior.jpg
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: the ground was relatively flat with a slight and gradual incline that sloped away from the river bank, we had been travelling parallel to the river bank about a pasang away moving slowly when I suddenly realized that there were no sounds to be heard, it had gotten quiet. I held up my hand to stop leaning foward laying low on the back of the beast as I listened. I heard nothing but something did not feel right, the river was down the gradient to my left and while we were still under cover of the brush I hoped that we had not been seen. Slipping from the beast the others following suit while I drew the saber from its scabbard I moved forward through the bush up ahead leaving the others behind. Crouching as I moved forward I had no idea what it was that I would encounter, but whatever it was it did not feel like it would be a welcoming party.

moving slowly and low I almost bumped into the outlaw as he slept under a tree, there was one other nearby he sat there looking down out across a small trail and down towards the river bank. Pausing I drew the knife from my kidney scabbard and readied myself. Trying to see if there were any others in the immediate vacinity, but couldnt see any. It was three quick steps that brought me to the lookout and with one quick movement with the blade cut his throat before he could make a sound. The saber now arcing found the sleeping man killing him in his sleep, slashing his throat before he even awake. Quickly I moved forward to see what else I could find but had scarcley moved 30' when I saw the main body of men waiting for the signal to attack. I watched estimating the force to be all of 150 to 200 men all armed for hand combat no archers were in sight, yet that did not mean that there were any..they were all dressed in robes of the Aretai Taharian tribesmen and enemy of my ally the Kavar. Keeping low I slipped back to the rest of my group in silence


(06:07:21 )
His Delicious Torment.



|| soraya ||
- Dhal's Property -
--Restricted--
-"The essence of Obedience.!"-

-First Girl-



[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to Let all who oppose my Ho: Seeing my Masters hand signal i pulled on the beasts reigns and it stopped silently, watching as He lowered down listening,until them she had not realised actually how quiet it really had become knowing the river was done there it
was still not easy to see because of the dense brush seeing my Owner slide silenty from the beast soon my booted feet met the earth soundlessly and i reached for my bow and withdrew and arrow and had it loaded pointing to the ground but within an instant it could be sent in any direction that was needed

Disappearing within the bush my Master crouched low like a predator hunting and she felt a bead of sweat trickle down her back she did nt move she held postion ready for whatever may happen next

It felt like time had stopped as she waited her eyes riverted to the place he had slipped into the bushes , her heart beating wildly she waited and then she saw You come back out and she finally drew in a deep breath .


(06:16:44 )
Let all who oppose my Home Stone fall to ruin by my hand
warrior.jpg
Dhal al Ghur
Captain of the Sea Kur




[ Genesian Road - Approaching ]
-- On Genesian Road approaching or leaving the Port. North to Brundisium or South to Bazi.
Wagons, caravans and foot traffic keep the road busy. Watch out for raiders! --
says to His Delicious Torment.||: There was little doubt what the look in my eyes portrayed, it was concern, no speaking just a silent nod and I waved my arm back showing that we were to retreat again in the direction we had come from, Caleb taking up the lead now as we silently retraced our steps as quietly and cautiously as we did while approaching still in single file me taking up the rear still with the blood stained saber in my hand. It was about an ahn later that we mounted the beasts and rode in silence back down towards the river to cross, there was no stripping down this time we rode our beasts into the water swimming with them and emerging sopping wet from the water the beats taking off back the way we came. We had to get back to the caravan to strategize and make a plan to spoil or avoid the impending attack. I wondered how Kahil was doing in the low hills on the river banks?