Chapter one-desert

[Dave Syrinx]

"Hop up, friend. Let us see what kind they are." He offers a hand to Milosh.

[kabukiman]

You go nearer the walls. You finally see the men: they have slant eyes like Oz. But the similaries stop there. They have delicate features, with palid skin; the bodies are are also thin and tall. And their expression are of a mist of ancient knowledge and boredom, like if there was nothing new to learn. One of them says in a soft voice in stygian with a curious accent:

-Do you want to enter in our beautiful city?


OOC: You all understand stygian, even if you speak a broken version oif it; you have all 40% of it, so there is no need to put in the stats.

[Mr. Handy]

"Greetings, friend!" Milosh calls up, smiling. "Yes, we wish to enter your lovely city! We have more companions coming behind us, but we rode ahead."

[kabukiman]

-Very well. Then all you have to do, is put your weapons in a bucket that we will send you, it is only a precaution. As soon as you leave the city, we will give them back.

[Mr. Handy]

Milosh waves to Nub and the rest of the troops behind them, beckoning them to come forward. "Where will our weapons be kept?" he asks. "I want to be sure they are secure."

[Priest]

Ælianus:
Watches as Milosh waves and shouts at Nub. Eyes twinkling he looks to see how many other have followed his example and concealed weapons within their clothing.
Those high walls must conceal some treasure worth taking and as his father used to say, "A man without a sword, is a man without a purse".
He spits and looks towards the commander Nub, "Well?"

[kabukiman]

AelianusNub says to the group:
-Let's see what they are talking about, but it seems safe.


Milosh and Oz

-The weapons will be secure in a warehouse, do no worry, you will recover them. You will have nothing to fear inside our walls so you don't need them.

[Dave Syrinx]

Öz agrees to what is required. "Let us watch the streets of this city." Waiting for the basket to get down, he pulls his weapons forth. "Ai! We surrender our arms!"

To Milosh he grunts, "We´d have to tear them asunder with our teeth, ya?"

He waves for the troops to come closer.

[Mr. Handy]

Milosh also puts his sword in the bucket. "There are more of us than there of the enemy," he whispers to Öz, "and they will be equally unarmed...if not moreso. Once we find out where in the city they've gone, we have them."

[kabukiman]

All the weapons are put in the bucket. After a while the gates are open and you can enter.
Nub as the leader is the first entering but stops amazed: there isn't a street. The entrance is immediatly to a palace and several locals (men and women) are waiting for you (some with spears, must not). The women seem to take an extra interest for you...
The men that has talked with you come smiling with a much polite adress:
-Welcome to our city: I'm Kyet and this are my companions here in duty. Who are you?
-I am Nub, leader of the stygian army and I'm looking for some rebels- he says lying- and I demand that they will be seize.
-I'm sorry, but the outside politics are of no concerns to us. But we may have a solution. But first, let's comemorate your arrival.

[Mr. Handy]

"We saw a group of people enter the city shortly before we did," says Milosh. "Will they be at the commemoration too?"

[Priest]

Aelianus
Looks around taking in the welcoming committee, he notices the greter interest being shown by the women, and smiles and winks in a suggestive manner at the nearest. In a whisper he smirks to the Nubian, "The women look fine, but I guess some will be more interested in boys?"
Now he apraises the spear armed men, judging their usefulness in any conflict.

[Dave Syrinx]

Öz smile widens as he sees the appreciative women. He bows his head and eagerly walks up the stairs.

[kabukiman]

-Yes, they will be there. And we will give a solution that I'm sure you will agree- he says with an enigmatic smile-. But first, we need to arrive there.

You walk for a long time in a maze of corridors, rooms, halls, but always inside door; it seems that that the city is just a giant palace. Most of them are empty, but they are still people in some of them (adults, teens, children), and they follow you excited. The rooms are all decorated with beautiful paintings, carvings and silk; they seem a prosperous and decadent people who lives for the pleasures of the flesh.
After a while you arrive at a giant hall. You see a huge crowd in there (many hundreds of people). They are all in the ground (but some have cushions), with no tables or chairs. Your host says after watching a free spot:
-I see there a good place, let's go.


Aelianus:
The soldiers don't seem professional soldiers like the mercenary army, more like a militia with basic training

[Mr. Handy]

"Thank you," says Milosh. "Your city is every bit as beautiful as you said, if not moreso." He takes a seat on a free cushion in the indicated area.

[Priest]

Aelianus
Steps carefully through the assemblage and lowers himself to a cushion beside Milosh. The cushion is comfortable but he cannot relax he fees naked in a nest of cobras without his weapons, He glances around noting the positions of any militia and the availability of any quick escape routes should they be needed.

[kabukiman]

Please go to chapter Two: the city