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Aug 16, 2020 12:44 am
"I like you. I can make shoo bigger. Make bunk bigger. Wood warp under Yahca magic. Whole ship change at my word. I master of ship. "
Aug 16, 2020 12:47 am
"You meld Tumqua!!! Yes send message I watch. "he looks at the seashell and hand it back immediately. "That glyph in Nahuatl. Mean God glyph. Azul, god of rain. "
Aug 16, 2020 12:47 am
"Thank you, friend. How kind! Sorry about my druidic slang. I come from the region of Lopango. See my signet ring? My magic comes from Qotal."
Aug 16, 2020 12:48 am
"Many thanks for the information, Teopocatli! Are you familiar with Azul. I believe you mentioned him earlier."
Aug 16, 2020 12:50 am
"I have drained my strength in battle today. I believe I will benefit from a good rest. Thank you for your help. I will be safe if I lay down for a rest, yes?"
Aug 16, 2020 12:52 am
Now he really stares at you. "Azul god of rain. Brother to Plutoq of Stone, and Zaltec, god of war and eater of hearts. There Qotal of peace and Kiltzi love and Eha Air, Watil and Nulu of animal and plant and Coatlicue of Death. "
Aug 16, 2020 12:53 am
""you close hatch. You rest. We dock at Baya still night. Go shore at high tide. Leave next morning.
Aug 16, 2020 5:07 pm
It was a bit hard to sleep having never been on a sailing ship before. It seemed there was a noise for everything. The bells constantly sounded and rung in the time and rhythm of watches. The dinner was a rousing affair of drunken pirates singing and joking, followed by the obvious sounds of sex and laughter. It all but rattled your royal sensibilities, yet they seemed like happy folk celebrating some victory.
Rested enough, you awake to hear the signals and calls from off ship. You gather your things and go on deck to see the First Mate Dukalu and Ship Master Poca with oil lamps making signals to a lighthouse which answer in similar semaphores in the dark early hours. The lights of a town lie beyond.
Rested enough, you awake to hear the signals and calls from off ship. You gather your things and go on deck to see the First Mate Dukalu and Ship Master Poca with oil lamps making signals to a lighthouse which answer in similar semaphores in the dark early hours. The lights of a town lie beyond.
Aug 16, 2020 6:14 pm
Despite my meager attempts to rest, I am eager to go into Baya and explore the city in search of the map for the resting place of Camazotz. I gather my weapons, the 6 jewels I lifted from the pirates, and Ili, and ready myself to go into town.
Aug 16, 2020 7:13 pm
As ship approach the city, the First Mate sees you on deck and brings you an oil lamp. "The harbormaster has never seen the likes of this ship and knows us not. But we managed to persuade him to harbor us. Apparently, someone is shopping for just our cargo of Ipe wood to build a new town in the desert, the House of Tesca. A caravan is in town from the desert and the person in charge wants to meet with us directly at the fountain. Funny enough, we have traveling to get to that fountain for days now.
I hope you got some rest last night. We were all a bit loud. The ship is celebrating a mutiny." He laughs but looks sideways at you trying to gauge your reaction. It is all too apparent that he is with no navy and didn't appear to be a stodgy merchant either. He is dressed again in chain, sword and shield. It's not the usual attire for business negotiations.
I hope you got some rest last night. We were all a bit loud. The ship is celebrating a mutiny." He laughs but looks sideways at you trying to gauge your reaction. It is all too apparent that he is with no navy and didn't appear to be a stodgy merchant either. He is dressed again in chain, sword and shield. It's not the usual attire for business negotiations.
Aug 16, 2020 7:56 pm
"You are clearly very persuasive. . . what did you say your name was? The House of Tesca in the desert? It seems risky to build a temple for the fire god in an area with so little water. What do you know of this leader?"
Aug 16, 2020 9:01 pm
He laughs heartedly at your joke, though maybe you did not realize you made one? "My name is Dukalu, from the house of Qotal and of Kiltzi, and I am a Fox Knight, a Paladin you would say, to Kiltzi, and husband to the Captain. That is how you say your lineage in Lopango, is it not? I have studied in the temples enough to have heard of your ways. I tell you this, because, for a foreigner, you seem to know quite a bit about our gods. Yes, Tesca is the god of fire, but I doubt that refugees from Nexal who worship Zaltec would be building a temple to Tesca. I do not know this leader at all. We were going to the fountain on other business. What exactly is yours?"
Aug 16, 2020 9:40 pm
"Nice to meet you, Dukalu, from the house of Qotal and of Kiltzi. I know a bit, though I am still learning. My uncle has told me some of the old stories of the ancient gods. Your dress indicates you will be ready for battle, if that becomes necessary. I, myself, always like to be prepared as well. Are you familiar with the druidic ways, Dukalu? I get a good feeling about you, though I do not know much of the Fox Knights. I am seeking the location of an ancient relic here in Baya. You did not say what your business was exactly. But someone who has fought a vampire and helped in a mutiny is either one who finds trouble or one who is destined to battle forces of darkness. Which are you, Dukalu?"
Aug 16, 2020 10:01 pm
"Maybe a little of both. Maybe a little of both." he muses. "Let us speak of relics and quests another time. We have not time enough. The sun strikes the horizon soon. I see you are prepared to go. After you?" He gestures to the ladder and two canoes below. The Captain is in one.
Aug 16, 2020 10:02 pm
"Take the lady to shore, love. I will take the other canoe." He nods, helps you get into the empty canie and before pushing off, he leans over to give the Captain a kiss. You depart toward shore.
Aug 16, 2020 10:25 pm
The town of Baya makes a pretty skyline in the distance. I think to myself that I should check out some of the merchants during my visit, if I have time.
Aug 16, 2020 10:43 pm
"It does look lovely. I’ve never been to the western side of Maztica. We have found a route and wind mage who can manage to the trip straight through without going to the capes. I look forward to seeing Baya myself. "
Aug 16, 2020 11:09 pm
Dukalu stretches his powerful muscles out and oars quickly to the dock. Politely, he helps you out onto the dock. "I'll stay and wait for my wife. Do you know where to go in this town?"
Aug 17, 2020 2:25 am
"I am not overly familiar with the town, but I am certain I can find my way around. I think I will go with your group to the fountain to see the people you are meeting. They might cause trouble, and I do enjoy the occasional bout with trouble."
Aug 17, 2020 2:33 am
You go with Dukalu and Captain Kitsune into the city. It is still easy enough to find the central square in the dark before dawn, even if it by hearing the play of water where an aqueduct drops ice melt mountain water into various cascading basins.
As you reach the end of the street that empties into the square, you hear the sounds of hoops and howlers, as well as the clank of metal, and the sound of a very young girl crying in fear. Getting to the edge of the dim lit square, torches on the perimeter and the growing dawn approaching, your eyes confirm what you have heard. Five soldiers in plate mail and drawn long swords are pushing around a girl of perhaps 10 years old, who is carrying on her head a large pottery that she has filled at the fountain, the water spilling as she moves back and forth to avoid the men's swords set out to trip her in jest. You hear one of the men yell out in broken Maztica common, "Dance for us squaw!" You can see no one else is in the square and all the shop doors are closed. They are 80 feet from you and are at the center of the square.
As you reach the end of the street that empties into the square, you hear the sounds of hoops and howlers, as well as the clank of metal, and the sound of a very young girl crying in fear. Getting to the edge of the dim lit square, torches on the perimeter and the growing dawn approaching, your eyes confirm what you have heard. Five soldiers in plate mail and drawn long swords are pushing around a girl of perhaps 10 years old, who is carrying on her head a large pottery that she has filled at the fountain, the water spilling as she moves back and forth to avoid the men's swords set out to trip her in jest. You hear one of the men yell out in broken Maztica common, "Dance for us squaw!" You can see no one else is in the square and all the shop doors are closed. They are 80 feet from you and are at the center of the square.
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