Post by zenzetra on Nov 29, 2003 20:36:41 GMT -5
magic hung thick and heavy in the air along with the salty mist from the ocean. many people gathered to great the newly arriving ships in the bay area.
boxes of produce and artifacts from afar began flooding into the streets and with them a stow away.
"perfect. i've reached land once more. maybe i can sneak out quietly without being seen if i play the game right." thought zenzetra as his box had hit solid planking.
'But how?" then he decided to look around and found a mantle (much like his own) which he had been laying on since his trip on the merchant ship began.
"a little cleched but effective enough" zen whispered. then he put the mantle on over his own and slowly opened the lid to his crate.
"hey wheres that box of capes we got from the last port?" shouted a man who was quickly answered by another, "thats it right there. just store it in back."
zen let himself be carried away to the "back" and when everything was quiet again he leaped out still wearing the mantle.
"strange how i always end up getting out of these situations he thought. when he opened the door to the warehouse he was emediatly aproached by a raged man in gray.
"oh good sir! i never thought i'd see YOU of all people here."
zenzetra was startled at first and then dissapointed. "damn. it's not an invisibility mantle" then he looked down at the gray man. "do i know you?"
the man bowed low and answered, "my leige."
soon after many many people were appraoching in much the same matter. it wasn't long before he had a brothel of people from all classes of life following his every step.
"listen," zenzetra started after his "followers", "i don't know who you've got me confused with but im not the person you think i am. im sure none of you even know my name!"
then as if it had been planned the entire crowd called, "Why, of course. you are zenzetra of the golden mantle."
which is when zen finnaly realized and once again became dissapointed. "damn magic..." with that he threw the mantle aside and the crowd stared in disbilief of him.
a low murmur started which was in turn followed by a roar and the crowd started to charge zen.
he had only to look once and started running for the boats. his heart racing as he cursed himself over and over. "maybe i should've hide when i took it off."
then he noticed the docks edge rushing tword him. the ships had already set sail and there was no boat to stow away in. the ocean seemed ungratefull to accept zenzetras body. "damnit! i need to thin of something fast!"
*ooc: ooooo!*
boxes of produce and artifacts from afar began flooding into the streets and with them a stow away.
"perfect. i've reached land once more. maybe i can sneak out quietly without being seen if i play the game right." thought zenzetra as his box had hit solid planking.
'But how?" then he decided to look around and found a mantle (much like his own) which he had been laying on since his trip on the merchant ship began.
"a little cleched but effective enough" zen whispered. then he put the mantle on over his own and slowly opened the lid to his crate.
"hey wheres that box of capes we got from the last port?" shouted a man who was quickly answered by another, "thats it right there. just store it in back."
zen let himself be carried away to the "back" and when everything was quiet again he leaped out still wearing the mantle.
"strange how i always end up getting out of these situations he thought. when he opened the door to the warehouse he was emediatly aproached by a raged man in gray.
"oh good sir! i never thought i'd see YOU of all people here."
zenzetra was startled at first and then dissapointed. "damn. it's not an invisibility mantle" then he looked down at the gray man. "do i know you?"
the man bowed low and answered, "my leige."
soon after many many people were appraoching in much the same matter. it wasn't long before he had a brothel of people from all classes of life following his every step.
"listen," zenzetra started after his "followers", "i don't know who you've got me confused with but im not the person you think i am. im sure none of you even know my name!"
then as if it had been planned the entire crowd called, "Why, of course. you are zenzetra of the golden mantle."
which is when zen finnaly realized and once again became dissapointed. "damn magic..." with that he threw the mantle aside and the crowd stared in disbilief of him.
a low murmur started which was in turn followed by a roar and the crowd started to charge zen.
he had only to look once and started running for the boats. his heart racing as he cursed himself over and over. "maybe i should've hide when i took it off."
then he noticed the docks edge rushing tword him. the ships had already set sail and there was no boat to stow away in. the ocean seemed ungratefull to accept zenzetras body. "damnit! i need to thin of something fast!"
*ooc: ooooo!*