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Post by Lord Aeradar Caltarys on Dec 8, 2018 20:58:50 GMT
"Do I go on your ship and tell you to sail? Then perhaps don't tell me how to best traverse my city your first day in it," he said with a sigh, well knowing his sister's rebellious independent streak. Aelyx would do what Aelyx wanted, as it had always been. "Someone has to uphold our family's good name, even on these distant shores. As usual, the burden will rest on me."
He stepped into the palanquin, still shaking his head, though ordered two of his personal guard to remain with his sister and escort her around the city. One of them had a map, Aeradar clearly having prepared for this eventuality.
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Post by The Terror on Dec 8, 2018 21:25:45 GMT
A young, handsome Andal man with a distinct Westerosi accent approaches Aelyx. "Captain, the ship is properly moored. I expected there to be some sort of fee, but you were right, Captain. I just mentioned your house name and the dock master acted like I was the Prince of Winterfell."
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 8, 2018 21:36:13 GMT
Aelyx waved her brother off, she’d been to many cities, far more than Aeradar and not one of them was best experienced being carried around it. Not that this was a city. She wasn’t in the mood to argue however. “Thank you, Caleb, my brother will take care of the fees, no doubt he’ll try and utilise the boat to some end, so he can pay to keep it here,” she said, looking off to the distance and towards the jungle. She came to and smiled at the westerner, “whatever a winter gel is” she knew he knew she knew what Winterfel was, but it was a running joke between them, as when they’d first become acquainted on her uncle’s ship when she’d first joined it, she had very little knowledge of Westeros.
She tossed her bag onto the palanquin after Aeradar keeping her coin purse on her and looked at the city, “let’s go get lost.”
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 17:51:57 GMT
Jonarth headsTo the docks, looking at the new ships, and seeking to find one that he could potentially afford. His chat with the Ivory Band had given him plenty of inspiration for ways of expanding his business, but he stopped for a moment to admire the newest arrival, a ship built for exploration and adventure rather than fishing or mundane labor.
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 11, 2018 18:07:59 GMT
On the ship, Aelyx seemed to be organising things into boxes, to either keep on the ship or remove it, Caleb was ocerto the far side, looking to be taking stock of their food stores and checking for hold damage.
Aelyx looked up and wiped her brow, then saw Jonarth and raised a head in greeting.
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 18:18:35 GMT
“I wondered if this one was yours,” Jonarth said from the long skinny dock. “Not too often something so beautiful comes to Linyanti.” He deliberately made it unclear if the ship was what he referred to specifically. “She looks fast.”
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 11, 2018 18:35:18 GMT
“That she is,” Aelyx said, tapping the taffrail fondly, the wood sounding strong and sturdy, “a gift in every sense of the word,” she moved her legs over, if she considered he might be talking about her she didn’t show it, “I do envy you people, you get the privilege of seeing her from a distance.”
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 18:42:32 GMT
He laughed. “The awe of watching her approach,“ he agreed. “You’ll want extra netting here; the humidity eats ropes and everything else thrice as fast as anywhere from what I heard. Dozens died in the early days by stranding themselves.”
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 11, 2018 18:59:13 GMT
“And I suppose you know where I can get some?” She said, looking at him like he was some kind of snake oil salesman, she expected him to say from him.
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 19:27:33 GMT
He shrugged. He had yet to successfully oil a snake that wasn’t his own. “Probably the artisans in the markets. I haven’t been on a boat of any sort in two years. A situation I am hoping to rectify,” he added.
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 11, 2018 19:33:26 GMT
“Are you asking to board this one?” She asked, looking round and then back down at him, “and why is that? I have very little wine on it for you to buy.”
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 19:35:49 GMT
He arched an eyebrow. “I was going to ask for your help,” he said. “I want to buy a small vessel but in truth I don’t know the first thing about them. I could use some help finding a suitable one. Meeting you is a happy accident; my original plan was to talk to one of my old fishing patrons. He’s...not always reliable however.” He looked to the rest of the crew. “In exchange I can alleviate your wine shortage.”
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 11, 2018 19:55:31 GMT
Aelyx laughed, “Any of them that are no currently residing at the bottom of the ocean are seaworthy, but it depends on many things, what you want it for, where you want to travel, how often, the cargo, it all depends, you are better off asking me how many stars there are in the sky with that reasoning.”
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 20:13:10 GMT
Jonarth smiles at that. “You sound like a horse salesman,” he laughed. “I need it to carry more cargo then people for relatively short distances, not much open water, and it has to be able to handle a shallow draft because it isn’t going to a port, it has to dock on the beach for now.
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 11, 2018 20:15:19 GMT
“Which beach?” She asked, her interest piqued, “do you have a geographical map, that could help.”
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