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Post by Zet on Aug 6, 2014 0:51:36 GMT -5
Common Difficulty: Normal
The Swordsman Plateau is where most train to hone themselves into better fighters. Lush and green save for the few brown mountains here and there and the beaten path in the open to be followed off somewhere. Unlike most of the other kingdoms, they don't have nearly as many supernatural beings that plague their land. Either stray wild animals or rather mutated animals lurk as predators here. Few and rare, a few brigands travel here and about looking for others. Most avoid this area as it serves as training grounds for the Ronin. The actual area itself is rather large, extending for as far as the eye can see until they reach an area nearby. They'll either end up at the town or city, or at another area based on which direction they head in.
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Post by shast on Oct 16, 2022 17:53:31 GMT -5
Far beyond the horizon on the edge of the Swordsman Plateau stands massive, thick jungle that did not exist decades prior. Once a barren wasteland butting up against a lifeless mountain, now a luscious resevoir of life capped by new geothermal energy. The handiwork of the druids of the Everflowing Terram. Just before that horizon, on a lone pathway, a leviathan of a man trudges across the flatlands of the plateau. With a picture in pocket, a bardiche slung over shoulder, and a singular purpose on mind Jax trudges to what he hopes is civilization.
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Post by Wraith on Oct 16, 2022 18:11:56 GMT -5
Traveling would take some time, as the workplace of the sect was far from the rest. But the journey across the vast domain would eventually begin to yield results. On the lonesome path did there eventually come a point where the path would grow wider, a clear sign that civilization had worked on the path to allow for transportation to move about it such as merchant caravans. The other would show a path that led further into the wilderness, where the animals made their way about the land. It was also open to the same improvements, but less work had been done there in order to preserve the environment of the animals that stalked about so nature could do its work.
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Post by shast on Oct 17, 2022 17:48:48 GMT -5
Having no specific tracks to follow and no clues to act on Jax could only follow the path that seemed most logical. He veered off to the path that merchants oft used and left the natural beauty of the alternative for another day. Perhaps he could catch a ride with a wagon to make travel faster or encounter someone with which to gesture for clues.
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Post by Wraith on Oct 17, 2022 18:11:05 GMT -5
Taking this path would let him make his way toward the civilized world to try and speak with or gesture at them to see if they had seen anything resembling the ones he had been searching for now. In these lands their attire would have no doubt made them stand out among the rest unless they changed on the way and just carted the equipment out with them. Worrying about those kinds of things would have to take place after he made it to Vestau, the town that he would have made it too after traveling the path for a time longer.
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Post by shast on Dec 19, 2022 11:34:34 GMT -5
Jax had gestured any ronin that asked him questions to the city of Vildread, then made a small upwards spiraling motion with his fingers as to imply a summoning, and then smack both fists together. Allowing Sorin to fill in any blanks to his very well described story. The plateau had a somber air to it much like the previous time he had made his way through. While before he was driven to his own end game. This time he was filled with thoughts of how to even begin to approach it. Seeking own his own circle for guidance, finding Glenn, throwing himself into battles for physical strength, or into other cultures for wisdom. The options were as sprawled as the horizon yet just as the sun cast over the plateau; the general and that white robed man cast a looming shadow over his options.
As his mind wandered through the possible avenues he stopped and pointed at Sorin then gave a inquisitive shrug. He had been so caught up in his own affairs that he hadn't stopped to consider why the little mage was traveling with him to begin with. Did he require help? given the aid Sorin had given him Jax was definitely inclined to help. Yet the mage had never brought it up.
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Post by Phen on Dec 20, 2022 0:35:10 GMT -5
He'd fill in the blanks for those that didn't quite understand Jax's description of what was happening. The refugees that were gathering in the town they passed through would likely need their help, and given the Kingdom's name, they'd likely be gearing up for a counterattack to take their city back. They had stopped in the town for a short time, naturally the residents there were already mostly privy to the situation at Vildread given those that got there before them. Unlike most who were looking to return though they were simply stopping to upgrade some equipment, Sorin was keen to upgrade his defenses after being defeated so handily.
Sorin referenced his travel log, another brown bound book he kept hidden in his robes, to retrace the path he had taken when arriving here originally. The plateau was fairly expansive after all and they'd want to walk with purpose and direction to avoid any wandering, aspiring bandits. He'd prefer not to have to encounter anyone standing in their way especially after what they had gone through. Though Sorin continued not to speak about his particulars, in part because his companion didn't ask, nor speak much in the first place. Perhaps he felt it wasn't important enough to speak of unprompted, or was it a secret he was trying to conceal like he attempted to do while fighting?
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