Post by gwnnaurora on Jul 12, 2005 1:48:43 GMT -5
Returning from the docks she turned and started down the street. The pale pink sari dusted over the tops of new beaded white sandals. The breeze picked up, blowing strands of that wild long golden hair around her face. A man selling Jit Monkeys called out to her when she walked passed. turning she looked back over her shoulder and laughed, shaking her head no. Last thing she needed was a jit monkey. She opened her right hand again and read the directions she paused and looked up at the building. This was it. Or it should be. She took a deep breath and walked pushing the door open. Squinting to allow her eyes to adjust to the light change she looked around and cleared her throat:: Tal ..anyone here? :: Just then the man came from the back a roguish looking man at that. He grinned and spoke ::Tal. Can I help you ? ::that charming smile offered as he looked her over. Was this the woman he was waiting on?:: I am Sera. I was told you would be expecting me. ::He nodded:: Yes, I have been waiting for you. You have the coin I assume? ::she frowned, did he think she would pay up front? not likely:: I want to see him first.. then I will pay you. ::Talos laughed and turned motioning the shop slave to go to the back. The man dealt in hard to come by things. In this case it was her request that he find tyler that brought the blonde woman to his shop:: And dont try to fool me I know him well ::she called after him as she walked over and leaned against the counter::
::He was found by some free man, he really cared not who he was. He sits there in the back room and his back to the wall, his head down and his hair hangs across his face, shrouding his expression as well there really was none to see. He not really having any meanings to his life to feel anything. Everything was gone from him, he looks haggard, again having lost that weight that he gained back, but it only enhances the tone of his mucles, his shoulders still holding that broadness and his skin held a lighter tan than usual. She walks to the back to fetch the brooding boy and she sniffs, calling to him and hearing him grunt as he usually did, or has since he was brought here. She stamps her foot and he lifts his head, gaze narrowing at her and she jumps back, but turns with a whip of her hair. He slowly rises up, having the biggest urge to just kick her in the ass, but he refrains and he sighs heavily, what did they want now and he shuffles out of the room, he wore very worn britches, which had a hole in the knee and he was bare otherwise, his feet making no sound as he moves along and out to the front. His gaze is distracted, looking to the side, uncaring what the shop slave is doing or where she went and he shifts his shoulders as he stands there, jaw tense and the line of his body rigid::
The smell of spices, particularly cinnamon and cloves, is quite strong. One smell that is not to a great degree was that of fish about the harbor as in these tropical waters most fish is poisonous to eat, a function of certain form of seaweed on which they feed. The seaweed is harmless to the fish but it contains substances toxic to humans. The scent isn't however totally absent as the river fish is very wholesome for humans to eat. The most dominant smell though about Schendi is of the jungles behind Schendi. The hot and humid air is typical weather about these lands. A sheen of sweat covers the workers on and near the harbor. A caravan of men carrying largo amounts of cargo begin to move past a certain shop and most of the ebony skinned men did glance and stare into the shops window at Sera, might seen strangely to her, in truth these were dangerous looking men and lots of them as they are sailors and solder's of the League of Black Slavers, they all head toward several river galleys on the harbor to load supplies on board. At the end of
the caravan is Gwnn who is as always being pested with documents to review making sure all is well in preparation for the journey, Tiberus, her friend, Captain, and guardsman strode along side of her, they spoke in the inland tongue about the cargo
It had been a very long time since she had seen Tyler. The last thing she remembered was hoping that he got out of the cabin before Cal went back. As it turned out Cal never went back. She had spent the last six months sailing Schendi to Port Kar and back. The last time she had been to Port Kar she met up with an old friend. Things were strained between them since Sera was in a collar when he saw her but he agreed to help her. The poison was given and she returned to the ship. Granted it wasn't the most original idea, nor the smartest thing to do. But she did poison the crew's food. The man in Port Kar, Sirus, had given her the antidote as well. Things went as planned. As soon as she heard the crew talking about seeing land, about pulling into Schendi at day break she went to the galley and poured the three vials in to the stew. Later that night, the men one by one eating dinner, Cal included, giving her bits of suls from his hand, the deed was done. She went back to his cabin and took the anitidote. Having no more than swallowed it when he walked through the door and glared at her:: What did you ::and he fell over. She kicked him a few times then headed to the deck. They were all gone. Each and every last man dead. The part she didn't think about? She didn't know how to sail. Nor could one woman manage a ship. The boat drifted for what seemed like hands only a day or two in reality. It hit on one of the barrier reefs. She managed to get into the smaller life boat and make it a shore. Not quiet the city of Schendi but she was close enough. A sigh escaped her as she thought back over those months but when she heard the shifting of feet and a sigh she titled her head to the side and grinned:: Tyler :: her voice barely more than a whisper, but those big blue eyes twinkled. . It was him. After all this time she had found him Fingertips of her left hand tightened on the coin pouch and she took out 4 silver, placing them on the counter:: You live up to your reputation Talo's :: she glanced only once out the window and lets face it the arrogant blonde woman was more vain that any slave might ever inspire to be. She paid little attention to the dark skinned men. She had lived in Schendi in the jungles to be exact for years. If it wasn't for getting trapped in Mar's web all those years ago she might never had made Schendi her home But she had learned to live with the people there. Making trades with the mamba's when needed, selling off or trading what she could at the exchange points. Lucky for her the people of the jungles were a superstitious lot she had learned early to play on that:: Lets go tyler ::she would talk to him, to explain things more once she was somewhere that she felt a bit more comfortable
He lifts his head, his gaze shifting from the side to her and it was like some dream. His face shrouded by stubble, so unlike him, he usually a clean shaven young man and he lifts his hands and rubs his tired eyes. It has been tough since she left, leaving that note and coin behind and he had lingered there behind, then mustering up his strength and he had gone out in search of her, thinking if he remained behind she may return, to no avail. After he left the cabin, he had seen many things upon his travels and he had gone through some hardships, but who does not? With what coin he was left, that letter still held in his hand, he had gone out and gotten himself into some mishaps along the way, I may add. He had foiled the capture of a panther woman by a man, been chased by a larl that luckily found more tastier and easier prey of a lame verr. Damn the life and then he was trapped, enslaved by a galley, damn those slave drivers! Literally! He had done his duty though, after being smacked upside the head a few times by the ones who sat behind him and even though he was kept captive, he had never given up hope, whenever they were landed he stole away and was gone, searching again for her and he had lost it all since it was taken away. He had cried when that letter was taken from him, the last bit of her and he still had the armband, but it was not the same as to seeing something written by her hand. They had to subdue him by beating until he finally relinquished it. And now... after all his running, all his traveling, he was found by some man and captured again, only to find out.. it was for her. He was almost wary as he just could not believe it, she ahd found him? And a small smile plays over his lips as he finally found the peace he needed, but it would be finalized when he finally knows it is truly her and knows what has happened, as she seems well. So, he fell into step behind her:: It is good to see you, my Mistress
As they step out of the shop a drunk man bumps right into Sera, fully contact, he ends up stumbling back a step or two. The Paga can be smelled on his breath a mile away. As he blinks and looks at Sera he smiled a toothless smile, all geasy and dirty, obviously this man is a drunkard and down on his luck. "Sorry lass didn't see you there." he says as he reachs out to pat her on the shoulder but misses and pats a boob instead. As Sera and surely tyler go into motion to react there is the sound of cargo trunks that hit the cobble stone street as the men of the caravan that see that drop them, it is a case of mistaken identity as though her detour is unusual Sera looks just like the Head of their House, House Abla, that side of the street becomes filled with ebony warriors with spears pointed at the drunkard man. Several would speak to Sera.
"Stand back M'Lady," one warrior said.
"Shall we kill him?" another asked.
"Lady Aurora, are you all right?" one would ask of Sera that takes her arm. Meanwhile down the streat as Gwnn is busy reading the ledger, Tiberus looks ahead wondering what the commotion is all about
It has been a very long time Tyler. I hope that you are doing well ::she paused then and looked back at him. A mischievous grin formed:: that stubble goes as soon as we get to the Inn. You need to be cleaned up :: She was certain he had many questions. He had to wonder what happen. But then again he knew some of it. He knew that the man was out to get her. She just didn't plan on being stupid enough to end up captured. A mistake she would not make again It was time to head home . Time to see the ruins once more. Now that they were outside she turned around to take a better look at him. Those dark skinned men still walking up along the street. Some of them looking at her as if saying 'what are you doing?'. She just gave them a slight scowl and tried to concentrate on Tyler. The bleached out pack was adjusted and slipped from her right shoulder to her left. The weather in Schendi she loved. Heat was better than snow anytime. She had started to say something else when she was bumped into . Slowly she looked back over her shoulder and scowled , blonde brows furrowed together, full berry stained lips pursed. She was ready to chew the man a new tush but stopped herself. That was until he copped a feel then she hissed, her jaw clenching as her right hand doubled up. She was a hort away from losing that infamous temper of hers. Those that knew her, werent that surprised to find her missing one day. They were however surprised she got away with as much as she did at times. She looked at Tyler then to the dark skinned men holding the spears and finally to the drunken man. The words skin him on the tip of her tongue she shook her head then blinked.. Who did they think she was? :: I .. I am fine..but You have me confused with someone else.. just let the man go ::reaching for Tylers arm she pulled him back and started to walk away from the odd gathering. Lady Aurora? Who was that? She would have ask a few more questions but it was growing late and while Schendi was open she didnt like being caught off guard about anything nor did she like incidents. They tended to draw attention:: If you will excuse us ::said as she tugged a bit harder on tylers arm and started down the street. Keeping one eye on the armed dark skinned men
He was just going to ask a question, his mouth opening and then closing as she spoke first and he lifted a hand to touch his stubbled chin. It did not suit him, he is better looking without facial hair and he could not help another smile, this one broader than last one. It felt as if nothing had changed, it hasn't, really and his mind is whirling with so many questions, needing answers and knowing she would answer them. He just did not want another incident like last, he wanted to go with her no matter where she went. The man bumped into her, it was a mistake, he let it go, but the tension that suddenly is seen causing his body to grow rigid as he reflexively went into fight mode and whenever someone touched her that he did not like, well that was every man. Then he saw the touch and he was about to lunge at the man and knock his block off! But, suddenly there was a surge of motion and he blinks in just as much surprise as his owner as he looks over the men who address her as if they knew her. His upperlip pulling back into a sneer and he was about to speak out, when she seemed to be handling it and he felt the pull on his arm and he went with her, she knew best, but he could not help looking back to see if the men follow, gaze narrowed and jaw tense, protective, hell yes! possessive.. well, to a fault..:: What was that, Mistress?
In their eyes is fury, outrage, these men were pissed extremely, they all spoke in their inland tongue about what had happened and it is clear they want to kill or beat the living crap out of the drunk man, who is smacked around and threatened with the ends of spears, the drunkard cries out in terrior not knowing what the hell is happening but the main word chanted that spread throughout the ebony warriors is " bulala " which in Gorean means "kill"... these men are very superstitious and unforgiving about things, though the ones around Sera did respond to what she said and they let the drunkard go. Boy, does he run! Especially when he is chased by some of them. Word travels down the caravan to Tiberus and Gwnn that someone assualted well her, Gwnn blinks and looks up at Tiberus puzzled. Tiberus urges forward and calls out a command in his inland tongue to seize them all. At first they were letting Sera with the slave walk away - confused expressions on them about it, that is until they heard Tiberus' order bellowed. Like a stormy wave of bodies they ran to encircle Sera and tyler while others ran after the drunkard as well. "Halt!" is generally told to them
She looked at Tyler and gritted her teeth hearing the command. Letting go of his arm she pushed him:: Run ..just run :: There was a slight paniced tone in her voice. Were these men friends of Cal's? She didnt think so as Cal never did speak their language. Looking from tyler to the dark skinned men with spears that were now giving chase she cursed under her breath and looked around for some sort of building to go in :: Hamba! Hamba! :She shouted at them, meaning go.. she didnt know who they were nor what they wanted but she was certain she wanted no part of it. Those big blue eyes narrowed and she reached around grasping the strap of the pack. The small ring on her middle finger of her right hand turned. She would get one of them before they got to much closer. All this way.. All this time and now to have drunk man ruin it? She was not about to give up without a fight::Siyahamba! ::she shouted to them. Meaning we are leaving, then she looked at Tyler. Her heart was starting to beat faster. This was not the reunion she had in mind:: Ngingu Sera .. Ngingu Sera .. ::meaning I am Sera she said this repeatedly while trying to drag Tyler down the street and away from the crazy dark skinned men
His head cants to the side as he was prepared to fight his way out, even if he did end up on a spear, clearly outnumbered, but who thought of that when it came to times of need? His body was tense and he growls low in his throat, like a rumble deep in his chest and his hands had curled into fists. He is then told to run and he was about to, but seeing she not to follow he stays right where he is. His first and foremost loyalty was to her, not to any others and she already knows he would die for her. He heard her and he has picked up somethings along his travels over the years, before he knew her and after and he narrows his eyes at the men, not caring of their size. He was about to grab her by the arm and pull her away, when he saw that they did not pursue them, no pushing or shoving and well, when one observes they can learn alot and he glances to his Mistress, then to them and his mind works doubletime. Knowing even though she said that they mistake her for someone else, that he wonders who they could mistake her for, she certainly was not of the cities, though she could pose well and he breathes deeply, then being dragged by her to leave those hulking men behind and he blinks, almost protesting that he wanted to fight, but... even he is not stupid.::
Herded like cattle, when it is realized it is to late, as men come around the corner of the street ahead, the ones that herded them that way closed in, truth be told though, once these feirce warriors had Sera and tyler surrounded they didn't know what to do next, they all obeyed Tiberus' order, but they wouldn't harm Lady Aurora, so they kept them there and waited in silence. Sera would get such odd looks and people would murmur in inland tongue, "Wenzani?" which would roughly translate in Gorean to "What are you doing?" Tiberus who towers above most of the men made her way through them up front. He has on ensignia as part of a fleet and bears the emblem of House of Abla which is well known as part of the League of Black Slaver's, his dark eyes stare at Sera in shock
when ask what she was doing her hands instinctively went to her hips and she tilted her head to the side::Siyahamba! :meaning we are leaving she looked back and forth between the man who just arrived and the other dark skinned men who stood around them with spears. Taking a step back she didnt like people in her space and all these men were a bit to close for comfort. Moving her right arm she reached over and grabbed tyler's arm , pulling him behind her as she stood there. Her chin lifted defiantly and she faintly sniffed the air:: Sala kahle ::saying be well as she tried to push Tyler back and hoped they could turn and find some way out of this mess. She had dozen questioins but not a one of them was she going to ask. Taking small steps back she found herself pressed up against tylers chest. the wall was behind them there was no where else to go. Toying with the ring on her finger she turned it some and exhaled, those big blue eyes lifted to meet the mans gaze. Clearly the woman was less than happy:: You are in my way.. Please, Sir ::she wanted to choke:: move so we can be on our way ::perhaps he was not a native::
He being taller than her, looks over the top of her head and his gaze is narrowed as he watches them all. Words that he knows, just some in their language dying upon his lips, not wanting to cause more problems than already there is. He reaches to touch her waist with his one hand, his other at his side and curled into a fist, they dare to hurt her and he will
make them pay even if it costs his life. Better to go down fighting than just go down. He wanted to be her support and he growls deep in his throat, warningly to the men as he did not like the captured way they seemed to keep them both. His body tense and she felt it against her back as he was prepared for anything, he may not look as intimidating as most do, but he could hold his own. His shoulders shift forward and he tightens his body's muscles.:: It will be all right, Mistress..::He had tried for some reassurance, not sure it would as he spoke low to her ear and he wishes he had his spear, bow and arrow, a dagger, anything to help out as he caught sight of her subtlest movement, hmm curiouser and curiouser::
Suddenly as if when tyler spoke Tiberus snaps out of his shock, he is obvious a native from the jungles, in fact more so than the Askiri warriors before them, it is obvious in his attire and how thick his accent is, he called out in Gorean and inland, "Take them to the House and hold them. They are not to be harmed." Tiberus looks into the eyes of tyler briefly then into Sera's for a long moment, perhaps depending on how much wits Sera has about her at this moment, she might have caught something none threatening in the man's eyes, he steps back through the men that move in to take them as ordered. They will speak and hope Sera comes willingly along with them instead of taken by force. Normally tyler would be beaten and taken yet they noticed how he seemed to want to protect the woman they believed is their charge so they wouldn't if he behaved. Either way there is no escape at the moment at hand and they are escorted to House Abla and put into a holding room together to wait
::He was found by some free man, he really cared not who he was. He sits there in the back room and his back to the wall, his head down and his hair hangs across his face, shrouding his expression as well there really was none to see. He not really having any meanings to his life to feel anything. Everything was gone from him, he looks haggard, again having lost that weight that he gained back, but it only enhances the tone of his mucles, his shoulders still holding that broadness and his skin held a lighter tan than usual. She walks to the back to fetch the brooding boy and she sniffs, calling to him and hearing him grunt as he usually did, or has since he was brought here. She stamps her foot and he lifts his head, gaze narrowing at her and she jumps back, but turns with a whip of her hair. He slowly rises up, having the biggest urge to just kick her in the ass, but he refrains and he sighs heavily, what did they want now and he shuffles out of the room, he wore very worn britches, which had a hole in the knee and he was bare otherwise, his feet making no sound as he moves along and out to the front. His gaze is distracted, looking to the side, uncaring what the shop slave is doing or where she went and he shifts his shoulders as he stands there, jaw tense and the line of his body rigid::
The smell of spices, particularly cinnamon and cloves, is quite strong. One smell that is not to a great degree was that of fish about the harbor as in these tropical waters most fish is poisonous to eat, a function of certain form of seaweed on which they feed. The seaweed is harmless to the fish but it contains substances toxic to humans. The scent isn't however totally absent as the river fish is very wholesome for humans to eat. The most dominant smell though about Schendi is of the jungles behind Schendi. The hot and humid air is typical weather about these lands. A sheen of sweat covers the workers on and near the harbor. A caravan of men carrying largo amounts of cargo begin to move past a certain shop and most of the ebony skinned men did glance and stare into the shops window at Sera, might seen strangely to her, in truth these were dangerous looking men and lots of them as they are sailors and solder's of the League of Black Slavers, they all head toward several river galleys on the harbor to load supplies on board. At the end of
the caravan is Gwnn who is as always being pested with documents to review making sure all is well in preparation for the journey, Tiberus, her friend, Captain, and guardsman strode along side of her, they spoke in the inland tongue about the cargo
It had been a very long time since she had seen Tyler. The last thing she remembered was hoping that he got out of the cabin before Cal went back. As it turned out Cal never went back. She had spent the last six months sailing Schendi to Port Kar and back. The last time she had been to Port Kar she met up with an old friend. Things were strained between them since Sera was in a collar when he saw her but he agreed to help her. The poison was given and she returned to the ship. Granted it wasn't the most original idea, nor the smartest thing to do. But she did poison the crew's food. The man in Port Kar, Sirus, had given her the antidote as well. Things went as planned. As soon as she heard the crew talking about seeing land, about pulling into Schendi at day break she went to the galley and poured the three vials in to the stew. Later that night, the men one by one eating dinner, Cal included, giving her bits of suls from his hand, the deed was done. She went back to his cabin and took the anitidote. Having no more than swallowed it when he walked through the door and glared at her:: What did you ::and he fell over. She kicked him a few times then headed to the deck. They were all gone. Each and every last man dead. The part she didn't think about? She didn't know how to sail. Nor could one woman manage a ship. The boat drifted for what seemed like hands only a day or two in reality. It hit on one of the barrier reefs. She managed to get into the smaller life boat and make it a shore. Not quiet the city of Schendi but she was close enough. A sigh escaped her as she thought back over those months but when she heard the shifting of feet and a sigh she titled her head to the side and grinned:: Tyler :: her voice barely more than a whisper, but those big blue eyes twinkled. . It was him. After all this time she had found him Fingertips of her left hand tightened on the coin pouch and she took out 4 silver, placing them on the counter:: You live up to your reputation Talo's :: she glanced only once out the window and lets face it the arrogant blonde woman was more vain that any slave might ever inspire to be. She paid little attention to the dark skinned men. She had lived in Schendi in the jungles to be exact for years. If it wasn't for getting trapped in Mar's web all those years ago she might never had made Schendi her home But she had learned to live with the people there. Making trades with the mamba's when needed, selling off or trading what she could at the exchange points. Lucky for her the people of the jungles were a superstitious lot she had learned early to play on that:: Lets go tyler ::she would talk to him, to explain things more once she was somewhere that she felt a bit more comfortable
He lifts his head, his gaze shifting from the side to her and it was like some dream. His face shrouded by stubble, so unlike him, he usually a clean shaven young man and he lifts his hands and rubs his tired eyes. It has been tough since she left, leaving that note and coin behind and he had lingered there behind, then mustering up his strength and he had gone out in search of her, thinking if he remained behind she may return, to no avail. After he left the cabin, he had seen many things upon his travels and he had gone through some hardships, but who does not? With what coin he was left, that letter still held in his hand, he had gone out and gotten himself into some mishaps along the way, I may add. He had foiled the capture of a panther woman by a man, been chased by a larl that luckily found more tastier and easier prey of a lame verr. Damn the life and then he was trapped, enslaved by a galley, damn those slave drivers! Literally! He had done his duty though, after being smacked upside the head a few times by the ones who sat behind him and even though he was kept captive, he had never given up hope, whenever they were landed he stole away and was gone, searching again for her and he had lost it all since it was taken away. He had cried when that letter was taken from him, the last bit of her and he still had the armband, but it was not the same as to seeing something written by her hand. They had to subdue him by beating until he finally relinquished it. And now... after all his running, all his traveling, he was found by some man and captured again, only to find out.. it was for her. He was almost wary as he just could not believe it, she ahd found him? And a small smile plays over his lips as he finally found the peace he needed, but it would be finalized when he finally knows it is truly her and knows what has happened, as she seems well. So, he fell into step behind her:: It is good to see you, my Mistress
As they step out of the shop a drunk man bumps right into Sera, fully contact, he ends up stumbling back a step or two. The Paga can be smelled on his breath a mile away. As he blinks and looks at Sera he smiled a toothless smile, all geasy and dirty, obviously this man is a drunkard and down on his luck. "Sorry lass didn't see you there." he says as he reachs out to pat her on the shoulder but misses and pats a boob instead. As Sera and surely tyler go into motion to react there is the sound of cargo trunks that hit the cobble stone street as the men of the caravan that see that drop them, it is a case of mistaken identity as though her detour is unusual Sera looks just like the Head of their House, House Abla, that side of the street becomes filled with ebony warriors with spears pointed at the drunkard man. Several would speak to Sera.
"Stand back M'Lady," one warrior said.
"Shall we kill him?" another asked.
"Lady Aurora, are you all right?" one would ask of Sera that takes her arm. Meanwhile down the streat as Gwnn is busy reading the ledger, Tiberus looks ahead wondering what the commotion is all about
It has been a very long time Tyler. I hope that you are doing well ::she paused then and looked back at him. A mischievous grin formed:: that stubble goes as soon as we get to the Inn. You need to be cleaned up :: She was certain he had many questions. He had to wonder what happen. But then again he knew some of it. He knew that the man was out to get her. She just didn't plan on being stupid enough to end up captured. A mistake she would not make again It was time to head home . Time to see the ruins once more. Now that they were outside she turned around to take a better look at him. Those dark skinned men still walking up along the street. Some of them looking at her as if saying 'what are you doing?'. She just gave them a slight scowl and tried to concentrate on Tyler. The bleached out pack was adjusted and slipped from her right shoulder to her left. The weather in Schendi she loved. Heat was better than snow anytime. She had started to say something else when she was bumped into . Slowly she looked back over her shoulder and scowled , blonde brows furrowed together, full berry stained lips pursed. She was ready to chew the man a new tush but stopped herself. That was until he copped a feel then she hissed, her jaw clenching as her right hand doubled up. She was a hort away from losing that infamous temper of hers. Those that knew her, werent that surprised to find her missing one day. They were however surprised she got away with as much as she did at times. She looked at Tyler then to the dark skinned men holding the spears and finally to the drunken man. The words skin him on the tip of her tongue she shook her head then blinked.. Who did they think she was? :: I .. I am fine..but You have me confused with someone else.. just let the man go ::reaching for Tylers arm she pulled him back and started to walk away from the odd gathering. Lady Aurora? Who was that? She would have ask a few more questions but it was growing late and while Schendi was open she didnt like being caught off guard about anything nor did she like incidents. They tended to draw attention:: If you will excuse us ::said as she tugged a bit harder on tylers arm and started down the street. Keeping one eye on the armed dark skinned men
He was just going to ask a question, his mouth opening and then closing as she spoke first and he lifted a hand to touch his stubbled chin. It did not suit him, he is better looking without facial hair and he could not help another smile, this one broader than last one. It felt as if nothing had changed, it hasn't, really and his mind is whirling with so many questions, needing answers and knowing she would answer them. He just did not want another incident like last, he wanted to go with her no matter where she went. The man bumped into her, it was a mistake, he let it go, but the tension that suddenly is seen causing his body to grow rigid as he reflexively went into fight mode and whenever someone touched her that he did not like, well that was every man. Then he saw the touch and he was about to lunge at the man and knock his block off! But, suddenly there was a surge of motion and he blinks in just as much surprise as his owner as he looks over the men who address her as if they knew her. His upperlip pulling back into a sneer and he was about to speak out, when she seemed to be handling it and he felt the pull on his arm and he went with her, she knew best, but he could not help looking back to see if the men follow, gaze narrowed and jaw tense, protective, hell yes! possessive.. well, to a fault..:: What was that, Mistress?
In their eyes is fury, outrage, these men were pissed extremely, they all spoke in their inland tongue about what had happened and it is clear they want to kill or beat the living crap out of the drunk man, who is smacked around and threatened with the ends of spears, the drunkard cries out in terrior not knowing what the hell is happening but the main word chanted that spread throughout the ebony warriors is " bulala " which in Gorean means "kill"... these men are very superstitious and unforgiving about things, though the ones around Sera did respond to what she said and they let the drunkard go. Boy, does he run! Especially when he is chased by some of them. Word travels down the caravan to Tiberus and Gwnn that someone assualted well her, Gwnn blinks and looks up at Tiberus puzzled. Tiberus urges forward and calls out a command in his inland tongue to seize them all. At first they were letting Sera with the slave walk away - confused expressions on them about it, that is until they heard Tiberus' order bellowed. Like a stormy wave of bodies they ran to encircle Sera and tyler while others ran after the drunkard as well. "Halt!" is generally told to them
She looked at Tyler and gritted her teeth hearing the command. Letting go of his arm she pushed him:: Run ..just run :: There was a slight paniced tone in her voice. Were these men friends of Cal's? She didnt think so as Cal never did speak their language. Looking from tyler to the dark skinned men with spears that were now giving chase she cursed under her breath and looked around for some sort of building to go in :: Hamba! Hamba! :She shouted at them, meaning go.. she didnt know who they were nor what they wanted but she was certain she wanted no part of it. Those big blue eyes narrowed and she reached around grasping the strap of the pack. The small ring on her middle finger of her right hand turned. She would get one of them before they got to much closer. All this way.. All this time and now to have drunk man ruin it? She was not about to give up without a fight::Siyahamba! ::she shouted to them. Meaning we are leaving, then she looked at Tyler. Her heart was starting to beat faster. This was not the reunion she had in mind:: Ngingu Sera .. Ngingu Sera .. ::meaning I am Sera she said this repeatedly while trying to drag Tyler down the street and away from the crazy dark skinned men
His head cants to the side as he was prepared to fight his way out, even if he did end up on a spear, clearly outnumbered, but who thought of that when it came to times of need? His body was tense and he growls low in his throat, like a rumble deep in his chest and his hands had curled into fists. He is then told to run and he was about to, but seeing she not to follow he stays right where he is. His first and foremost loyalty was to her, not to any others and she already knows he would die for her. He heard her and he has picked up somethings along his travels over the years, before he knew her and after and he narrows his eyes at the men, not caring of their size. He was about to grab her by the arm and pull her away, when he saw that they did not pursue them, no pushing or shoving and well, when one observes they can learn alot and he glances to his Mistress, then to them and his mind works doubletime. Knowing even though she said that they mistake her for someone else, that he wonders who they could mistake her for, she certainly was not of the cities, though she could pose well and he breathes deeply, then being dragged by her to leave those hulking men behind and he blinks, almost protesting that he wanted to fight, but... even he is not stupid.::
Herded like cattle, when it is realized it is to late, as men come around the corner of the street ahead, the ones that herded them that way closed in, truth be told though, once these feirce warriors had Sera and tyler surrounded they didn't know what to do next, they all obeyed Tiberus' order, but they wouldn't harm Lady Aurora, so they kept them there and waited in silence. Sera would get such odd looks and people would murmur in inland tongue, "Wenzani?" which would roughly translate in Gorean to "What are you doing?" Tiberus who towers above most of the men made her way through them up front. He has on ensignia as part of a fleet and bears the emblem of House of Abla which is well known as part of the League of Black Slaver's, his dark eyes stare at Sera in shock
when ask what she was doing her hands instinctively went to her hips and she tilted her head to the side::Siyahamba! :meaning we are leaving she looked back and forth between the man who just arrived and the other dark skinned men who stood around them with spears. Taking a step back she didnt like people in her space and all these men were a bit to close for comfort. Moving her right arm she reached over and grabbed tyler's arm , pulling him behind her as she stood there. Her chin lifted defiantly and she faintly sniffed the air:: Sala kahle ::saying be well as she tried to push Tyler back and hoped they could turn and find some way out of this mess. She had dozen questioins but not a one of them was she going to ask. Taking small steps back she found herself pressed up against tylers chest. the wall was behind them there was no where else to go. Toying with the ring on her finger she turned it some and exhaled, those big blue eyes lifted to meet the mans gaze. Clearly the woman was less than happy:: You are in my way.. Please, Sir ::she wanted to choke:: move so we can be on our way ::perhaps he was not a native::
He being taller than her, looks over the top of her head and his gaze is narrowed as he watches them all. Words that he knows, just some in their language dying upon his lips, not wanting to cause more problems than already there is. He reaches to touch her waist with his one hand, his other at his side and curled into a fist, they dare to hurt her and he will
make them pay even if it costs his life. Better to go down fighting than just go down. He wanted to be her support and he growls deep in his throat, warningly to the men as he did not like the captured way they seemed to keep them both. His body tense and she felt it against her back as he was prepared for anything, he may not look as intimidating as most do, but he could hold his own. His shoulders shift forward and he tightens his body's muscles.:: It will be all right, Mistress..::He had tried for some reassurance, not sure it would as he spoke low to her ear and he wishes he had his spear, bow and arrow, a dagger, anything to help out as he caught sight of her subtlest movement, hmm curiouser and curiouser::
Suddenly as if when tyler spoke Tiberus snaps out of his shock, he is obvious a native from the jungles, in fact more so than the Askiri warriors before them, it is obvious in his attire and how thick his accent is, he called out in Gorean and inland, "Take them to the House and hold them. They are not to be harmed." Tiberus looks into the eyes of tyler briefly then into Sera's for a long moment, perhaps depending on how much wits Sera has about her at this moment, she might have caught something none threatening in the man's eyes, he steps back through the men that move in to take them as ordered. They will speak and hope Sera comes willingly along with them instead of taken by force. Normally tyler would be beaten and taken yet they noticed how he seemed to want to protect the woman they believed is their charge so they wouldn't if he behaved. Either way there is no escape at the moment at hand and they are escorted to House Abla and put into a holding room together to wait