End of the Age

And 9 times out of 10 i am right

"yes, I believe this will be interesting"

Albrecht: That...Very well. I suppose I'll have to make proper arrangments then. In the meantime, could I trouble you for nautical charts? I'd like to be able to plot a course from here to Nilfgaard and back. That and supplies. We're running dangerously low on foods that help stave off scurvy, among others.
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Drake: Yes, and then you drag me into sometimes literal fiend nests.
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*The knight clenches his fist.*

Knight: And what did you do to earn your rank, woman? What business does a woman not related to Aegon the Conquer have wielding a blade and ordering about menfolk? And no, Maester, I would not. I would simply seek to teach these vagabonds a lesson in humility. *Sighs* Fine, but I shan't forget this, woman. *He stalks off.*

"oh yes um, I dont have any on me I think" *rummages around*

Albrecht: It need not be immediate, but I have superiors who I'm sure would like to know the expedition was a success. The emperor...is not a man who takes disappointment well.

"is that so?"

"hey knight buy a drink on me after all I make more then you will ever see"
she tosses a bag of gold at his feet then grabs the maesters hand and helps him aboard her ship
"thank you for not being a ignorant savage like your knight and listening to reason if any of my men treated me like that because of my sex he would lose his pecker or have it branded

he laughs

she pours him a glass of some of the finest nilfgaardian wine
"so tell me about your land what are the kingdoms and what are they like?

Albrecht: To quote him, "They do not call me the patient. Be sure they do not call you the headless." Among other things. He's wise and able man, but he does not tolerate failure or laxness.
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*The knight picks up the bag. Probably perplexed as to what he's to do with a bag of foreign currency. The Nilfgaardian troops follow her back to the flagship.*

Berk: hey that only happend.....six times

Drake: And that's six times to many.

*Albrecht gives them both a look.*

"pleasant sounding chap"

"well, where to begin..."

So captin think you need us here still?

Albrecht: A man such as him does not survive without such qualities. *to the Witchers* Not at the moment. You're free to wait outside if you so wish.

time fer sleep
gnigh

OOC: Same. Night guys.

Berk: right then im going to check out the bar, see if theres any witchers work...or vodka.

OOC night guys

"maybe who is in charge?"

"that would be king aegon Targaryen, the fifth of his name, king of the andals and the first men and protector of the realm"

"ah is there a war here?"

"not currently"

" ok is there anything you want to learn from me?"

"well, there are a few things"

"Lay it on me"

"i suppose so"

"well, where are you from?"

Albrecht: In the meantime, if it's not to much trouble, I'd like to know where to send my expedition's quartermaster to acquire supplies. My men have been living on stale rations for to long as it is.

"I grew up in nilfgaard but I was born in temaria my father was a nilfgaardian commander and my mother was a temarian blue stripes member so fighting is in my vains but I was also taught to be a gentlewoman but men looked at me differently until I fought In the war and earned their respect as one of the best fighters in this regiment I discipline and train my men strictly I can't help it really"

"oh the quartermaster is on the lower levels, in the blackstone fortress"

"temaria? nilfgard? i have not heard of these"

Albrecht: Thank you. I'll see that my quartermaster meets with yours soon. Just one last question: My quartermaster is a dwarf. I trust the fact he is a non-human will not be a problem?

"....a dwarf? as in a person born unusually short?"

Albrecht: Um...I believe you mean a member of one of the Elder Races, correct? Usually bearded, stronger than most men, short naturally, gifted in all facets of smithing, perhaps a bit to appreciative of alcohol, and loves to occasionally get into fights, sometimes while drunk. That's what you mean, correct?

"....what are elder races?"

*Albrecht blinks twice in rapid succession.*

Albrecht: You jest, surely? The Elder Races are the Elves, Dwarves, and Gnomes. Do...do you mean to say you've never once heard of them?

"i have not heard of any of these. dwarf is what we call people who are born abnormally small"

Albrecht: How can...*He thinks for a moment.* Lord Hightower, if what you have never heard of the Elder Races, would I be correct in assuming none of Westeros has? Even in the most back water places back home, people know what a dwarf or an elf is.

"none of the known world has, that I know of"

Albrecht: I see....This is a...Strange and worrying development, Lord Hightower, and it gives rise to other concerns.

Berks is currently enjoying the local "piss water" as he called it. "so anyone need a monster killed arround here?"

Drake *whispering*: Based on the blank stares, no. And here's a thought: These people may not even know what a Witcher is.

"indeed"

Albrecht: However, I'm not sure you are the local authority figure with whom I should discuss such matters. I'll send my quartermaster to yours, if that is acceptable, and then you and I must talk about arranging to meet your king.

Beek: really? this place i a bigger backwater then a kedweni church.

Drake: Given the looks we're getting seem to be more confused than terrified, I'd say that's an indicator of what these people think of "monsters".

Youd think the eyes hair and general armed to the teeth would freek people out, whatever they have vodka so their better then your average human.

she reaches into her bag and puts on the table a map of temaria and nilfgaard

"I...do not have the pull to grant you a meeting with king Aegon"

OOC: Sorry for the late replies. Had to reset my modem.

IC:

Drake: Good point....
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Albrecht: Aegon? I thought your said your king was Tyrell.

"I should explain, the seven kingdoms of westeros were once independant, but for the last 250 or so years they have been all ruled by one king. house tyrell rules the reach. house Targaryen rules westeros. the current king is Aegon, fifth of his name"

*looks at them*
interesting

Albrecht: Then who would have the pull to arrange a meeting with your King Aegon? Would it be these Tyrells?