For an entire day
they waited for these pirates and mercenaries to return. Maurice and
the Vestrisians hoped the other would have any ideas on what was
going on outside the boundaries of the Unknown Lands. To neither' of
their avail none of them knew what was going on. The locals did not
know much except for the goings on in the villages and the city they
were tied to. It was very close to midnight when Maphai, here
mercenaries, Odeliah and her pirate crews arrived at the docks of
Kunmar. While the Vestrisians slept in an empty shelter transformed
into a storage for meat Maurice, Brittany, and Amonif spoke with the
two leaders.
All three
compromised about where they could take these Vestrisians and who
would transport them. Maphai suggested they take them to a city in
the far south west, but that city took them towards Caligari and her
Syndicate. Maurice insisted they take them as close to Borvadosian
borders. To Maurice's dismay that was too far away. They spent time
trying to come up with where they could take the found Vestrisian
Soldiers. Odeliah's face lit up and suggested they could take the
Vestrisians over to some smuggler they knew southeast of here. This
smuggler was an elf from one of the island nations in the
southeastern seas. He was known among the underworld, underground
trade, black markets, pirates, smugglers, and privateers as Laura
Adah the sneak.
The mention of a
smuggler helping them out sounding like the best way to get the
missing Vestrisian soldiers out of the Unknown Lands. Within moments
the trio of leaders agreed for Odeliah and her small crew of pirates
to take the Vestrisians over to this smuggler. On the next day the
pirates set off with their Vestrisian passengers who joyfully agreed
to come along as long as they could get out of these jungle-swamps.
Once the missing
vestrisians and pirates set out the others returned to their
temporary headquarters. There the mercenaries and sarcagosee looked
over some maps of the roads. As they scanned the maps of the
southern parts of the unknown lands the inn received more patrons
who glanced over at who they were and what they were doing. Maphai
and Maurice decided to head straight for the city of Tsubib Pajibe.
Both groups agreed on this destination and immediately packed up for
the journey towards the south. When Maphai paid for their stay the
two groups exited the inn. The mercenaries went to their yacht and
the sarcagosee warriors went to their jumbo cat steeds. At the
stables they came across a small group of merchants and their Uxane
bodyguards and guides who had just arrived at the docks.
The leading
merchant-tradesman asked if they could buy four of these steeds for
themselves and their Uxane guardians. Maurice, Eyanosa, and Taregan
conversed over this for a few minutes until Brittany disrupted it
forcing them to make the trade. After she interrupted the
conversation Maurice was given no choice than to hand over the steeds
to the merchants who were happy to receive extra steeds for their
journey. In moments the sarcagosee aroused the cat steeds, mounted
and were off. Their steeds slowly trotted through Kunmar until they
reached the end of the settlement. At the beginning of the continued
road the sarcagosee found their steeds taking off at full gallop down
the wooden planked road.
In the lead Maurice
saw the world around him blow by due to the speed of the jumbo cat.
All he heard was the galloping of the large cat and his breathing.
Even at the full gallop Maurice could still direct the steed on the
road. From time to time he allowed it to leap over branches and hop
from trees to the other section of the road avoiding a longer route.
Just going at this speed made it feel like they were soaring above
through the swampy jungles. The commando noted the amount of distance
their steeds were able to cover in such great strides and galloping.
To him they would be at Tsubib Pajibe if they kept at this pace. He
felt overconfident that they would reach Tsubib Pajibe. For hours
they rode along the roads through the swamps not stopping unless they
actually had to rest. Despite the speed they were going the vastness
of the unknown land's swamps and jungles still had an edge on them
in terms of distance. As they kept going down the road with no signs
of any outposts or settlements Maurice's confidence shrank. He had
his steed slow down to a trot forcing the rest of his companions to
do the same.
Dusk was not too
faraway showing they had ridden the entire day. Even though they rode
all day and covered a great amount of distance it still seemed
pointless. The road , the trees, and the foliage looked the same all
around. Not much was said since they rode all day but still did not
reach any outposts or settlements between Kunmar and where they were
on the road. He turned to see Amonif, Hilastes, Brittany, Taregan,
Eyanosa, and their Ranger following him close behind. Each one of
them were a slow trot giving their steeds some time to breath. Some
of them couldn't help but wonder if the road they took did not have
any settlements connected to it. That they could have taken another
route so they could find another place to stop. As Maurice looked
around he noticed the trees and foliage backed away from the road
showing it was built in a more open area. What his eyes saw was
unbelievable at the moment. Two villages lay ten to thirteen miles
away and they had to take this route.
Maurice and his
companions brushed that off their shoulders realizing they should
just keep going until it grew dark. There was no point in gloating
over this since they did cover as much road as their steeds could in
a single day' of travelling. At a slow trot they continued on the
road a little further. Maurice's gaze was fixed on the villages
wishing they had gone that route instead. In moments someone whistled
a few times drawing their attention towards their right. The commando
and his companions turned to face the source. Coming up to them was
the mercenary's' yacht with Maphai at the bow whistling for their
attention. Attached to the yacht's stern was a floating platform used
for barges or floating docks. This platform was tugged along through
a connection of ropes and chains. It had a cover over it for those
riding along.
Maphai encouraged
them to get on board to save themselves an extra few hours of
travelling by road. One by one the sarcagosee leaped on board with
their steeds. As they dismounted the mercenaries greeted them
cheerily enough in their own way. The sarcagosee warriors left their
steeds out on the deck with Eyanosa, and the Ranger to keep an eye
out for any trouble while settling the steeds down. With the platform
in tow the yacht sped up a little allowing the new passengers to move
without falling over or forced to grab on to something. On board the
commando's companions were shown some empty quarters for them to
sleep and rest while the yacht took them on the rest of the journey.
Maurice climbed in
a bunk with Brittany while Amonif took the top bunk. The rest of
their companions slept in a bunk room across from their own. For the
rest of the night they slept until they woke up to knocking on their
doors. Each woke up to see the Drow Nanim and the Fornith Oroz
summoning them to the mess hall of the yacht. It was at the request of
the Captain who had invited them on board. Drowsily the commando and
his companions made their way to where they would dine with the
mercenaries. This Yacht seemed much bigger on the inside than it did
on the outside even though it was large for a yacht. The mess hall was
the typical set up with booths along the sides of the walls, the bar
and kitchen in the back of the room. As they sat down the mercenaries
and sarcagosee dined together.
For the whole day
they traveled by yacht along a winding route through the swamps.
Although they did not follow along the road itself they still saw it
intertwined in the trees and roots of the swamps. While they rode
along the more natural and partially hand made path the two parties
played games, conversed, and slept or just relaxed. At the helm of
the yacht was Cagan the Orc and Nanim as the copilot or co-driver.
Everyone else was at the top sundeck watching for any signs of the
road, outposts or other villages of the Tsubib Pajibe territory.
Three hours of the day went by as the afternoon dragged a little.
Many of them had their eyes focused on the areas of road, and land
closest to them. Maurice kept his eyes focused on the parts of the
road they passed by keeping an eye out for travelers or travelling
caravans. When they slowly passed a large patch of gnarled swamp
trees whose branches hovered over the road like a tunnel a group of
figures caught his attention.
He called for the
yacht to slow down which Maphai ordered for the helmsmen to slow down
and stop along the wooden road. Slowing down they all caught sight of
a large caravan of thirty mounted figures dressed in colorful robe
like kimonos with tribal designs and beads sewn in decoratively. Some
wore a sash with beads or bones sewn in, several wore shawls or
animal pelts. Others had modern garb to go along with their clothing
showing extensions of trade with other regions. By the time they were
speaking distance of this caravan Maurice noticed they were all Uxane
in appearance and several donned basket like hats to shield them from
rain. Maphai informed him this caravan were all part of the Ojinawa
nation-tribes people, one of the eleven known Uxane tribes and nations
of the Unknown Lands. She caught their attention and asked if they
were close to the edges of Tsubib Pajibe.
An older looking Ojinawa turned his mount which was a spotted jumbo cat. He pointed
behind him directing them to followed the rest of the road to an
outpost. Taking the Ojinawa merchant's directions they steered the
yacht towards the south west before steering it towards the east. As
they followed the rest of the route they came to an out post bearing
a tall totem with the shape of a demon's face on top, a coiled snake
and a humanoid figure on the bottom. At the outpost were seven
warrior-soldiers in traditional skirt-sarongs and shawl looking
shirts. Each one of them donned a conical helmet wrapped in a purple
dyed cloth. All of them wielded a bolt action rifle, mak axe
pole-arms, and different looking knives. It appeared they have come to
the very borders of Tsubib Pajibe.
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