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Post by The Horror on Dec 7, 2018 22:17:00 GMT
"Answering your question, Micaela." Aelon said as he returned from the kitchen with a jar of water and two glasses. "It's from the Island of Maun, near the edge of the Summer Islands Archipelago."
"According to Lopopo it dates from more than ten thousand years ago." He filled a glass for here, and offered it with a smile. "That would make it older than Valyrian civilization as whole, which means is likely either false or simply misguided by their rustic tools for time keeping. Summer Islanders are a young people, they are still very primitive in the ways. So Bae... My old master had dated it to around two to three hundred years of age."
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Post by Micaela Vaenys on Dec 7, 2018 22:35:18 GMT
She murmured her thanks as she took the glass.
"I doubt any game could survive a thousand years without being changed significantly throughout the years. Even if it's two or three hundred years old, it's surely a little different to how the creators played it. Perhaps we could start a craze for it here. Pepple might pay to play, if they like it well enough. Is it an addictive game?"
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Post by The Terror on Dec 8, 2018 3:06:43 GMT
"Not as addictive as winning." Santygar studies the board. "Aelon... again, I must insist you not play this game where anyone cannot walk in and see a Volantene scholar losing to a Summer Islander. You know I see Lopopo as a brother, but the rest of Linyanti will not be as forgiving."
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Post by Micaela Vaenys on Dec 8, 2018 9:11:03 GMT
That made Micaela giggle. "All the more reason to find Aelon some Volantene opponents, my lord. "If we tell people that the game is the biggest craze in Volantis, they might well be queuing up to play. When I still lived in the city, my sisters and their friends were forever trying to outdo one another with the new trends."
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Post by The Horror on Dec 10, 2018 9:28:48 GMT
"I'm not sure this game is for the masses, it requires patience and strategy." Aelon paused and thought for a bit. "But people are always trying to act way above their intellectual means... I doubt this would happen, but if it were to become a status symbol, to play Egwu, maybe, only maybe... I mean, I could see Lord Aenys playing it, or at least trying to."
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Post by Micaela Vaenys on Dec 10, 2018 19:40:32 GMT
She smiled. "Perhaps, yes. It was just an idea. Anyway, like I said, I was thinking of heading out to the celebrations soon. I couldn't quite scrub all the ink out from underneath my nails but only silly people like my sisters care about things like that. And there's no ink on my dress, thankfully."
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Post by The Terror on Dec 11, 2018 5:02:05 GMT
"As shall I." Santygar was wearing an outfit sewn by Maekar the Magnificent himself, though he had clearly put on a little weight since he had been measured for it. "Will you be joining us Aelon, or will you be sticking around here for another round of Egwu?"
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Post by The Horror on Dec 11, 2018 9:38:43 GMT
"Am I relieved of reception duty, Sir? But what if some potentiometer patron comes knocking?" Aelon hated reception duty, but after a year with Santygar, he had started to internalize come of the old man's mannerisms and paranoias.
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Post by The Terror on Dec 11, 2018 17:17:59 GMT
"Quite right. But try to sneak out for a toast to yourself. You're not so young I have forgotten the role you played in discovering this piece of paradise."
Lopopo coughs, earning him an annoyed look from Santygar. "Yes, yes, we know your kin and countrymen arrived here first."
He turned to Micaela, "Come, come! The spirit of adventure needs to be found and adequately stoked!" Then he strode out into the city.
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Post by Micaela Vaenys on Dec 11, 2018 18:16:40 GMT
Micaela murmured a farewell to Aelon and Lopopo and followed Santygar into the city.
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 11, 2018 18:42:32 GMT
//////// Either after or before Micaela visited, Aelyx came to look into the society, it was right after she’d left the tavern, so was still in her sailing attire, her worn boots and jacket.
She almost thought she’d been given the wrong directions when she saw the crumbling husk that was the geographical society, but the insignia and sign gave it away.
What a piece of junk!
Despite her disappointment she entered, hoping inside would be greater than the out.
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Post by The Horror on Dec 11, 2018 19:37:35 GMT
Aelyx found the young Aelon sitting on the reception desk. Lopopo had left just a couple minutes ago and he was already bored out of his mind, picking his nails with a letter opener. As he heard the ring on the door announced a visitor he raised his head, unamused, it was likely just another fool who got the wrong door while trying to find the whorehouse or whatever.
"Shady Clam is on the next stre..." He started saying, before realizing that his new visitor was a gorgeous valyrian lady. He dressing fashion was a little... rustic, but those fine silver threads were unmistakably pure bred.
"Well... Hello, my lady." He rose from his seat, a welcoming smile on his lips. "I'm Aelon one of the founders of the Geographical Society of Linyanti, how may I help you?"
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 11, 2018 19:43:30 GMT
“Hello” Aelyx replied, looking around the reception room, “is this the geographical society?” She asked, even though she definitely knew it was, “I’ve just arrived here, and was hoping to see any exhibitions you might have on?” She asked, hopeful that in some way this squalid shack might in spirit match the exhibition house of her Uncle.
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Post by The Horror on Dec 11, 2018 20:03:02 GMT
"It is indeed!" Aelon said joyfully. Only to have his joy substituted by awkwardness when she asked about the exhibition. "Well... Yes... Of course, If you could follow me, I'll show you our collection."
"So... I'm not sure I've caught your name, my lady." He asked as he made his way to the side corridor. "I know you said you had just arrived here, but I'm pretty sure I've seen your face before."
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 11, 2018 20:13:55 GMT
“You haven’t” Aelyx said, in hopes of cutting off any flirting, “my name is Aelyx Caltarys, you may notice a similarity between myself and my siblings.” After all, their own parents were siblings, so it wasn’t a wide pool. “So what is it you do here? Dust? I hear you don’t explore much in this society anymore.”
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