A Strelts Announcement

[Proddy 2415]

In the bustling Abresi city-square, a Strelt takes a step forward.

 

"Good greet, people of fine Abresi!" he yells out, gaining some questionable looks from men, woman and children alike who were just passing by.

 

"Am Slav in mother Raev tongue, and has made travel to mighty capital in search of work" he continues on, a few beginning to gather around to hear him out.

 

"I make wait here for offers, Godanistan bless all!" he finishes, walking over and slumping up against the wall. He merely stands around, eying the crowds that pass him. Every so often, he'd take another step forward, repeating his speech.

 

(( Basically, yeah. For anyone who didn't quite get that, my character Slav is looking for work. I know I post a lot of these for my characters and 9 times out of 10 said character comes to abrupt end usually because I get bored playing him, this character is here to stay as I enjoy playing him and I've already spent out 200 minas on residence for him so forget inactivity.

 

TL;DR - Need work, make offers below or PM me. ))

 

 

 

 

[Anawkin 247]

"Come to new dumb-dumb people dwarfski town!" Bernon shouts to the man, handing him a map. http://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/107134-audience-with-king-and-lords/

[Komodo 140]

As he makes his way down the streets of Bresi' on his mule, Vassily takes in the sights and smells of the city. Plague and human ****. Essentially all one must know about the filthy collection of tight spaced buildings that make up the capital. Far different from the smell of sweat and goat **** in Ruska. Of course, none of this is unknown to Vassily he had a brief stint in the capital a few years back, when he joined the horde of strelts that followed Emperor Siegmund to his new seat of governance. Many of these strelts took up the old name "sovet" as did the old streltsy in the towns of Old Raev.  

 

Vassily's mule clips and clops through the streets. Suddenly, some noble rascal blows past him on a great courser, throw his mule to the side of the street, Vassily falls off and into the gutters. Grumbling all the while he stands up, he seizes the reins of his mule, and prepares to mount it once more when he hears a cough in the alley by him. Turning, Vassily sees the filthy strelt in old work clothes. Vassily crinkles his brow and approaches the homeless man. 

 

"Ey! You! What is name?" he asks. 

 

The strelt offers his name and his story, speaking of how he is seaking work. Vassily raises an eyebrow, with some sort of look of contempt. He then lets into the strelt.

 

"Borsa, you cannot find work in Heartlander city? Why are you here! You are lazy! Heartlander folk do ne'wish for streltsy in this city, they will not give you job! I tell you, go back to Kralta, to Crowsfield or Augustine and find work on the land. Rent is manageable and there is food enough to go around. Get back where you once belonged strelt! You have home in Raev! Come, I will meet you and lead you once my task in Bresi' is done."

 

Vassily promises the strelt he will return very soon, meeting him in Bresi' (IC) should he choose to do so. This man is one in need of guidance the old strelt feels.

[Proddy 2415]

"Come to new dumb-dumb people dwarfski town!" Bernon shouts to the man, handing him a map. http://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/107134-audience-with-king-and-lords/

Slav simply shakes his head at him. "Niet" he replies bluntly.

As he makes his way down the streets of Bresi' on his mule, Vassily takes in the sights and smells of the city. Plague and human ****. Essentially all one must know about the filthy collection of tight spaced buildings that make up the capital. Far different from the smell of sweat and goat **** in Ruska. Of course, none of this is unknown to Vassily he had a brief stint in the capital a few years back, when he joined the horde of strelts that followed Emperor Siegmund to his new seat of governance. Many of these strelts took up the old name "sovet" as did the old streltsy in the towns of Old Raev.  

 

Vassily's mule clips and clops through the streets. Suddenly, some noble rascal blows past him on a great courser, throw his mule to the side of the street, Vassily falls off and into the gutters. Grumbling all the while he stands up, he seizes the reins of his mule, and prepares to mount it once more when he hears a cough in the alley by him. Turning, Vassily sees the filthy strelt in old work clothes. Vassily crinkles his brow and approaches the homeless man. 

 

"Ey! You! What is name?" he asks. 

 

The strelt offers his name and his story, speaking of how he is seaking work. Vassily raises an eyebrow, with some sort of look of contempt. He then lets into the strelt.

 

"Borsa, you cannot find work in Heartlander city? Why are you here! You are lazy! Heartlander folk do ne'wish for streltsy in this city, they will not give you job! I tell you, go back to Kralta, to Crowsfield or Augustine and find work on the land. Rent is manageable and there is food enough to go around. Get back where you once belonged strelt! You have home in Raev! Come, I will meet you and lead you once my task in Bresi' is done."

 

Vassily promises the strelt he will return very soon, meeting him in Bresi' (IC) should he choose to do so. This man is one in need of guidance the old strelt feels.

After rejecting Bernons offer, Slav wanders down into the sewers for whatever reason and meets with Vassily, greeting him in a friendly manner and explaining his situation. After listening to the fellow-Raevmans reply, he gives him a slight nod.

"Da. Am making live in good Kralta town, I only made journey as to make see of what was to offer" he says, pausing to clear his throat. "But niet-less, I make follow to see what you have to offer. Come find me when you are ready to make leave" he says before heading out of the sewers, and back onto the streets, cradling a baby rat in his arms

(( Excuse the poor font and few spelling mistake, typing this up via iPad. Message me whenever Komodo and I'll meet you IG ))

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.