[WiSPer] A Good View of the Port

by **Valkyrie** on October 11th, 2012, 5:42 pm

WiSPer Event: Fall 33, 512
Plot Group: 1
Closing Date: October 16

A sickeningly adorable photo will be placed here later when I have access to my personal computer and pictures.

by **Sliver** on October 11th, 2012, 6:26 pm

Sliver was exhausted and bore a few minor wounds from her trip to the Talderan wilderness, but she refused to shirk her patrol for that day, regardless of the splitting ache that started as a dull throb in her head and had reached the point of constant torture throughout as Syna beat down upon her.

As she walked along the port she noticed the flurry of activity that Coolwater was undergoing trying to make up for the lack of food that had occurred with the lack of hunting parties bringing in fresh game. Their boats wove back and forth with the expertise she had seen Warren command out on the sea, and Sliver gave a few sympathetic glances to Coolwaters that she recognized as she continued her patrol.

It was at about that time she heard a tell tale cry of alarm and saw a small form running past her, shouldering her on its way by.

'He took my Mizas!"

Sliver took in a deep breath trying to make it past the fact that the scream cut through her headache like a knife. She focused on the small dusty form of the thief and began jogging, her pace increasing exponentially until she was full out sprinting after the child. Most of her comrades would yell out their title when in pursuit, but Sliver just found it usually made her quarry run harder rather than give up, and that was something she didn't need today.

She was gaining on the little cretin, almost in range to grab his shirt collar and stop him up short when her foot caught on a rock and she face planted into the icy ground, getting a mouthful of rocks and ice for her trouble.

It took her several moments to collect herself, the pain in her head so utterly taking control of her senses. She slowly lifted herself up, wiping blood from her nose. It was a miracle the thing wasn't broken, but perhaps that was because it already had been several times. A few people offered her a hand up, and sympathies that barely concealed their looks of amusement in most cases. Sliver spat out saliva and rocks and glanced around her to see that the little vermin was nowhere in sight. She glanced around, finding herself near the Lighthouse. The Kelvic rubbed her head, hearing finally returning to normal as she heard some woman belt out that the Frostfawn man was much too proud...or something. She glanced over to see two people, one she recognized as a Hold leader thought she couldn't be sure of which Hold. The Kelvic shook her head. As if everything else wasn't enough, the Holds had to keep at it like cats in heat.

Sliver turned and headed back to town. She was sure she'd have to report the theft to one of her superiors, she just hoped the vendor was an honest Vantha.

by **Briar Holden** on October 16th, 2012, 4:12 pm

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He wasn't entirely sure how he came to be here, to be honest. Guiding himself around the city while it was in a temporary 'lockdown' had proven to be more difficult than he could've imagined with all the people huddling anxiously throughout the streets. It distorted his orientation and he somehow wound up by the ports and the nearby lighthouse.

Flicking his gaze back down into the map he was holding, he clamped on it to keep it steady despite his frenetic trembling. It didn't seem like the cold was going to grow on him just yet, so he just had to make due for now. Turning the map over a couple of times before swearing under his breath, he stopped in the middle of a thought at the loud ranting not far from where he'd been standing. Something about the Coolwater and Frostfawn, he'd gathered, though his limited knowledge in Vani had still held him back from picking up on much more. He seemed to realize it had something to do with the Holds of Avanthal, though he couldn't really place his information anywhere since his knowledge about the city and its Holds was, just like his expertise in Vani, very limited. He grunted in dismay, folding up his map and pulling his cloak tighter around his body as if that would help him keep himself warm.

... While he didn't know much about the city, yet, he'd at least heard about the Holds. And he knew he wasn't particularly welcome in any of them; a downtrodden good-for-nothing had no place in the glorious halls of the Vantha, wasn't that right? He shrugged, mostly to himself. It seemed to him that the Holds were pretty isolationist, despite the regular interactions between the different "factions" of the Vantha. A Vantha in a specific hold kept him or herself mostly to that Hold and it seemed their members usually had something common. Perhaps the Holds encouraged their own distinguished activities and professions to their members? He thought for a moment that he'd heard something about that, curling his lips slightly in deeper thought as he glanced over towards the pair and the woman he'd heard speak earlier. Food. Something about food.

Eventually, he gave up. He couldn't really make more sense of the observation now. Gathering up his wits, his trembling and lumbering form returned into the streets of the city to try to find his way back home to the Warrens.

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by **Valkyrie** on October 17th, 2012, 3:25 pm

Sliver :

Briar Holden :

You Will Be Collected if Worthy

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