Post by Iona on Nov 22, 2011 14:07:27 GMT -6
Disoriented, Alemine stumbled away from Icylius and Torak, mumbling to herself as she nearly fell to the ground. Her hair was blown into standing up on end in all directions, and was rather fluffy. Thankfully, she was wearing shorts and stockings under her skirt, of which was blown upwards and pressed against her blouse from the wind. The dizzy Mycenlaean girl fell to her knees and shook her head, to clear the dizziness and realizing she fell at Azrael's feet, gave him a comical, almost drunk smile in greeting as she struggled to focus on his face.
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Similarily, the fat merchant's taken ship had long since breached land; Corsair's men appeared in the distance from Eldrin's camp as a gathering of darkly clad people, appearing more like ants because of the distance. At their head was no other than the weathered mercenary leader, who took in the sight of the camp with a steely, nearly contemptous gaze.
"Come. We negotiate, find out what the thief wants, then go to carry out our parts. Then, we may proceed with our original purpose. Ragnar, to Lon Lon Ranch. We are in need of steeds. Take half my men." Corsair said to his men, who nodded in response. Tucked firmly under the hulking helmsman arm was Iona, tied at the wrists and ankles, a thick piece of leather tied tightly around her mouth. It would've been silent if the Gerudo wasn't still vainly yelling at her captor and Corsair.
As if on a forethought, Corsair spun back around and gazed disapprovingly at the Gerudo, who vainly wiggled and yelled what would be obscenities of which was muffled by the leather. "And you, Solas, are coming with us. Whether or not we leave with you is upon my decision. But you will return to Klaus. You willl bring the Legion to us. I only wished I had thought of silencing your mouth earlier." He then turned around and the group soundlessly came upon the vast plain of Hyrule Field, spreading out like some sort of shadow upon the land.
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Similarily, the fat merchant's taken ship had long since breached land; Corsair's men appeared in the distance from Eldrin's camp as a gathering of darkly clad people, appearing more like ants because of the distance. At their head was no other than the weathered mercenary leader, who took in the sight of the camp with a steely, nearly contemptous gaze.
"Come. We negotiate, find out what the thief wants, then go to carry out our parts. Then, we may proceed with our original purpose. Ragnar, to Lon Lon Ranch. We are in need of steeds. Take half my men." Corsair said to his men, who nodded in response. Tucked firmly under the hulking helmsman arm was Iona, tied at the wrists and ankles, a thick piece of leather tied tightly around her mouth. It would've been silent if the Gerudo wasn't still vainly yelling at her captor and Corsair.
As if on a forethought, Corsair spun back around and gazed disapprovingly at the Gerudo, who vainly wiggled and yelled what would be obscenities of which was muffled by the leather. "And you, Solas, are coming with us. Whether or not we leave with you is upon my decision. But you will return to Klaus. You willl bring the Legion to us. I only wished I had thought of silencing your mouth earlier." He then turned around and the group soundlessly came upon the vast plain of Hyrule Field, spreading out like some sort of shadow upon the land.