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Post by The Muses on Apr 24, 2017 18:06:36 GMT
A bustling port in a small market town. The buildings are simple Greek houses, nothing fancy. The docks hold a huge number of boats of varying sizes, all looking out towards the blue waters of the Ionian sea. You can find taverns here, stalls which sell food, and of course sea travel. Poseidon is worshiped strongly here.
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Post by Hellenic Fireman on Apr 24, 2017 18:14:43 GMT
(OOC you can delete this after if you want but this is what I assumed our route was and where the camp was located)
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Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 24, 2017 18:23:26 GMT
Dude, that is awesome I'll post that in the port actually so people have an idea where we've been
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Post by Hellenic Fireman on Apr 24, 2017 18:27:41 GMT
hahaha cool
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Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 25, 2017 14:05:11 GMT
A week a half more of travel on foot, Prochorus cane walking into the port town, his armour and spear stored in his pack and his chiton and sandals dusty. He took a deep breath of the sea air, looking around at the mass of faces, the cries of people and the buildings baked in the sun. Another hot day in Greece.
He turned to the others, "we should head down into the harbour, try to chart a ship."
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Post by huntress on Apr 25, 2017 14:26:45 GMT
"Sounds good", Sophia nodded.
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Post by Iason, the Uniter on Apr 25, 2017 14:30:21 GMT
Iason followed behind them, wiping the sweat from his face.
'Okay, I'll admit I've never been a ship man. Do you think it'll be easy to get passage?' He stared at the bustling dock, with its shouty people. 'It looks busy, and we're probably just scare people off.'
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Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 25, 2017 14:40:48 GMT
Prochorus shook his head. "Yeah, the sea has never been my friend either," he agreed. "I'm thinking we need to try and head down to the ships though, see if someone will lend us a ship. It's Sophia's quest, so she decides. Maybe get Stelios to do the talking though; they'll respect him more than children."
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Post by Hellenic Fireman on Apr 25, 2017 15:26:06 GMT
Stelios came walking in behind them, Aithon by his side. He looked round at the bustling people, some of them giving the group worried looks. Their weapons and armour were definitely intimidating. Missolonghi wasn't involved in the war and the sight of four heavily armed people seemed to be putting the people on edge.
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Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 25, 2017 15:31:57 GMT
Prochorus had ha stuff stashed so he wasn't too bad off. He looked at Sophia, waiting for her call.
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Post by huntress on Apr 25, 2017 16:01:29 GMT
Sophia looked at them and said, "We will hire a ship but Stelios can you do the negotiations? I suggest we keep up that 'we are a family' cover; makes us more believable and trusty otherwise it will be too suspicious to have two children with no parents, one of whom female, and two grown ups going off somewhere on a ship. The less attraction we get, the better. Sounds good?"
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Post by Hellenic Fireman on Apr 25, 2017 16:09:35 GMT
"Alright fine, I'll down to the docks and see if I can't find us a ship, you kids go to the market and get some more supplies," Stelios said as he reached into his coin purse and handed Sophia two drachma, "that's for my share," he nodded as he walked off with Aithon.
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Post by huntress on Apr 25, 2017 16:34:04 GMT
Sophia nodded at led the others to the market to buy some stuff.
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Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 25, 2017 16:44:14 GMT
Prochorus walked off to the market with Sophia. Once they got there they were surrounded by people of all types buying a variety of wears. Prochorus made sure to get some more bread for them, and some fresh fish caught just that morning. He also packed up on olives. He looked around, scanning for monsters. He was shocked they hadn't faced more attacks, but he kept an eye out anyway.
"Do we need anymore stuff?"
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Post by Hellenic Fireman on Apr 25, 2017 18:48:58 GMT
Stelios walked down the dusty streets, heading for the harbour. The sight of the people bustling about down in the docks and the ships out on the sea, trawling their nets, brought back so many memories for Stelios. The years he had spent as a child running down to the harbour of Amphipolis, watching the great big ships and rowing out there himself to go fishing. Aithon's nose brushed against his elbow and Stelios was suddenly shaken out of his daydream. He continued on wards to see if he could find a suitable vessel for them.
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