[Taocow PBEM] Book 3 - Chapter III
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Mon May 24 17:59:46 BST 2010
The long trip across the sea was the longest time Koba Had been
without seeing the sun or sky. Upon ariving on the shore, Koba was
astounded to see what looks like a verdent countryside. Near constant
invasions and raids of his home town by violent and evil groups of
bandits and creatures from the rifts left the people of his hometown
huddled together for safety in squallor and poverty like a school of
fish surrounded by sharks. The rare picture of the world before the
rifts he has seen bears a remarkable similarity to this farmland.
With the submarine's clostrophobic coridors now behind him Koba enjoys
the fresh air onthe ride to the hotel. Once he has dropped off his
belongings in the room, he changes into his set of civilian clothes
and heads down to he resturant to have a warm meal in relative peace
(with his pistol in his waistband of course). Picking an empty table,
he will try to find something not too unfamilier to his palate.
On May 20, 2010, at 4:29 PM, Aaron Clausen <mightymartianca at gmail.com>
> OOC: ...And on to the next chapter. I'm going to cover a bit of
> ground here, but if anyone wants to add anything, just post it.
> A mixture of relief and sadness are felt by the travelers as
> they gaze at where the portal to the underwater base was.
> Carlos, Ted, Koba, Lyle, Alex, Raven and Owen are alive,
> once again narrowly avoiding death... or worse, but one of
> their company is gone. They are cold, wet and exhausted
> in mind and body.
> Within moments three members of the crew fly through
> the elevator door, along with Louissa, Talas's lover. At first
> she is happy, but when she's the absence of her beloved,
> she breaks down.
> "No!" Louissa says quietly, then louder, "NO! You have to go
> back for him. You can't abandon him!" She breaks down into
> sobs and one of the crew comforts her.
> The other two crew members approach and salute.
> "Looks like you had a bad time of it." one of them, a tall man
> in damaged armor says. "We had a bad time. Apparently, our
> good doctor turned out to be a traitor, and it nearly cost us. We've
> got ourselves some prisoners, Kittanni by the looks of 'em. Nasty
> Splugorth minions. The Captain wants you to know we're under
> way now, and she's expecting a full report from Sir Lyle, but she
> says to get washed up and get some rest."
> The company are lead into the submarine via the elevator. There
> are signs of even more damage, with a number of very harried
> looking technicians busily effecting repairs. They have now been
> assigned quarters, the two women getting their own, but Koba,
> Carlos, Ted and Owen forced to share some very crowded
> quarters. Lyle, of course, has his own.
> For once the company gets several days of relaxation. Other
> than a debriefing with the Captain, there is little to do but to
> get armor mended, clean weapons, and enjoy what little
> hospitality a crowded submarine can offer.
> For the most part the sub stays below the surface, hoping to
> avoid the pirates and other undesirables that plague these
> dangerous waters between Atlantis and the Old World. There
> are a few close calls, and one rather nasty sea battle with
> a Kittani submarine bent on sinking the ship.
> It is a full eleven days before it is announced over the intercom
> that land has been sighted. The submarine surfaces in short order
> to reveal a green and verdant coast, clearly tropical, but the forest
> removed leaving mile after mile of farmland. As the submarine
> approaches the coast, it can clearly be seen that this is a land
> divided into manors, with small villages centered on a large manor
> The Captain joins the company on deck. Her strange lizard
> features, somewhat like Ted's, but in other ways very different,
> has, for once, a happy, almost carefree look about it.
> "This is New Argyll." she says. "Or more properly, the Southern
> Counties. When I first... arrived... it was that village" she points
> to a small collection of neatly built white-washed houses with
> some sort of thatched roofs, "that I spent my first days
> "I know," she continues, "that at least Sir Lyle is looking to
> return to England, and I have gathered that you seek for
> Scotland. But this vessel needs repairs, and its crew has,
> to put it bluntly, been put through a lot. We will be going
> to Port Mackenzie, and from there we can find you passage
> to at least New Camelot."
> It is another hour before the submarine finds its way to
> its destination. The fields give way to what can best be
> described as a vast naval yard. There are three large
> naval vessels, destroyers of some kind, along with another
> sub. There are at least three drydocks, the only one looks
> to be completed, as well as fortress atop an escarpment.
> The harbor itself is surrounded by a concrete wall still
> in the middle of construction.
> Just on the other side of the escarpment is a small
> town. It's docks are smaller, and crowded with fish boats,
> merchant vessels of every kind from steel-hulled nuclear
> vessels to wooden-hulled sailing ships.
> When the sub docks, the captain find a military transport
> waiting. "I'm sure you would rather not stay in the barracks."
> the Captain says. "This will take you to King William's Hotel.
> A decent establishment. Tomorrow, I suspect, the Admiral
> and other dignitaries will call upon you. Until then, I thank
> you for all you've done."
> And with that the company sets foot on Africa, admittedly
> a very tame little corner of it. The transport drops them off
> at a small but well-kept hotel. Inside, it's a surprise to see
> that it isn't an inn, there is no commons per se, but rather
> a lounge and restaurant. At the front desk a very smartly
> dressed concierge looking like he stepped out of one of the
> ancient pre-Rifts movies says in a crisp, English accent.
> "Ah yes, company of seven. Your rooms await." He snaps
> his fingers and three busboys appear to help the company
> with their belongings. In short order they find themselves
> in a suite of rooms on the third floor, brightly lit with very
> comfortable looking beds. The concierge appears behind
> them. "The restaurant usually serves dinner at six. That
> is about an hour from now. If you would care to freshen up,
> or if you like, I can bring dinner to you."
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