Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Yadine

Thursday morning, May 6, 1651
With clear skies and pleasant temperatures, and a gentle prevailing breeze

Moon: waning crescent, 3 days before the new moon

It is a spectacular, beautiful day.  You tarry your way along between the trees, over little brooks with trickling water that sparkles in the sun, without the slightest hint of even the spring in the air.  It is, in fact, the first truly, undeniable day of the summer that you have yet spent.  There is the scent of flowers on the slopes, of pine, and everywhere small flies, bright in the daylight, flit back and forth.  You shake off the terrors of yesterday, climbing and descending along the path, until at last you break through the trees and onto the slope above the village, about half a mile away.

There's no sign of the vardo.  There's no sign at all of people in the town, for that matter, though things look perfectly well and untouched.  There are goats and sheep cropping grass both in and out yards, there's laundry put out to dry, there's thin smoke emerging from some of the houses on the far side of the village, particularly from the big longhouse that can be seen, the chief house that stands diametrically opposite to where the vardo should be.

I don't think we've given a name to the village.  Let's call it Yadine, pronounced as three syllables.

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Andrej said...

Andrej loosens his belt's grip on his mace and tightens a strap or two on his armor. If Ahmet was carrying the studded leather he traded to Andrej, then he's wearing that. If not, he must still have his plate mail on.

Looking to Ahmet, "Would a festival or religious holiday take the villagers from Yadine?"

Alexis Smolensk said...

Ahmet would know of no festival today.

Andrej said...

How many feet are we from the vardo and the longhouse respectively?

Lukas said...

There is no vardo.

I don't know how far we are from the longhouse.

Lukas prepares his own darts.

Ahmet said...

(FYI, Andrej, in addition to that studded leather armor being +1, it also provides a +1 bonus on all saving throws.)

Ahmet hurries toward the longhouse.

Andrej said...

Correction, how many feet are we from where we expected the vardo to be? Same question for longhouse.

Also, did Bert accompanied us to the village to say goodbye to Hichem and if so, is Bert currently visible?

Alexis Smolensk said...

Bert is with you, and looking as puzzled as you. The vardo was on the edge of the village, so half a mile at the outset of the post.

As you hurry down, you come into view of the main road through the village, and there you see - a hundred yards away - two women and a boy. Upon seeing you, one of the women pats the boy on the back and the boy flees. The two women stare at the party, somewhat fearfully.

Lukas said...

Lukas will hurry down with them, and skipping to the obvious asks, "What happened? Where is everyone?"

Andrej said...

Let us approach less hurredly, keeping an eye out all around. Once within 50' let us stop and talk to the women from that distance.

Andrej said...

I should have gotten that one out there sooner, I was researching spell ranges. I suppose whichever way Alexis calls it it's not the end of the world.

I'll be in meetings much of the rest of the afternoon, but if I can will peek in.

Alexis Smolensk said...

I'll read it as Andrej seizing Lukas by the shoulder before the mage hurries forward, stopping him at 50 feet, so if the mage wants to press on he can throw Andrej off.

The women don't answer, but they do look harmless.

Just about then a young man appears on the road, from behind one of the huts - the party can see the longhouse about 150 yards, across the village, still with smoke gently wafting out of the chimney.

The young man advances, looking somewhat sure of himself. He's clearly not a villager; he's wearing a very fine set of clothes, brushed gray suede, with an official looking Fez and tassel, a mustache, a small backpack slung over one shoulder (wouldn't carry more than three or four pounds), expensive looking sandles and a very nice leather belt. He has a dagger thrust in the belt, but no other weapons. He seems bent on speaking with the party.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet, keeping his weapons sheathed, approaches the young man. "What has happened here?"

Maximillian Boii said...

If it's at all possible to do this before we encounter the man, I'd like to cast my daily cure light round on lukas for 8

Maximillian Boii said...

Wounds...

Now it's back to meetings for me.

Alexis Smolensk said...

The man draws out a small black scrawlbook, identifies Ahmet immediately by his full name, along with Andrej, Lukas and Maximillian. He peers oddly at Bert, then makes a tick in his book.

"I am the Publican for the Tokat vilayet, and am responsible for all the legal events that happen here. Am I right to understand that your ..." he pauses, looking up a page in his book. "Concubine suffered an injury with a knife some days ago?"

Alexis Smolensk said...

Consider it done hours ago, Maximillian.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet bristles at the word but nods carefully. "She was injured, yes."

He quirks a brow. He himself has been gored by a bull, slashed with a sword, and cleaved by an axe within the last 24 hours.

"Not seriously. She is fine now. What of it?"

Alexis Smolensk said...

The Publican reaches into his pack; and while Ahmet might draw his weapon or not, the Publican produces from the pack a small belt pouch, closed. He holds it out towards Ahmet.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet doesn't draw his weapon. He steps forward and takes the pouch, testing its weight before he opens it. "What is this?"

Lukas said...

I'm guessing legal compensation for damages...

Alexis Smolensk said...

"30 silver pieces," says the Publican. "We are most sorry."

At that point, Hichem will appear with the small boy who fled before, apparently to fetch the servant.

"MASTERS!" Hichem cries, rushing towards you.

Alexis Smolensk said...

"To think that a thing like that could happen on the road to innocent travellers," the Publican says with a straight face, apparently unable to see the blood covering the party at the moment. Still, he blushes a bit as he adds, "And to a woman of the stature of, well, your woman."

Ahmet said...

"Stature?" Ahmet asks, not sure if Sevim is being insulted or not.

Alexis Smolensk said...

"Masters," Hichem repeats, catching up and catching his breath. He speaks mostly at Lukas. "Sevim has the whole village working to ready themselves for your return! She has had them take the vardo down to the river, where it's been scrubbed inside and out, oiled and all the little parts fixed. She's had a dozen women painting it since yesterday. And there is a feast waiting in the long house, with boar, roast mutton, whole chickens, squash pie and much, much more. Come, masters!"

Lukas said...

Lukas leaves this one alone. He heads directly to Hichem instead, "Hichem, I think we need to know what happened while we were away. Needless to say I think we are all glad to be back. And Bert has no little hand in ensuring that happened."

He gestures to Bert and grimaces even as he interprets how Bert will understand it. "What I mean to say is, that without Bert we may not have returned with as many people as we left with."

As of now Lukas has little interest in the most likely legal/cultural exchange currently occurring and more interested in resting in his Vardo.

Lukas said...

(OOC: I posted slowly, however it is not so different with the exchange. More emphasis on his interest on the vardo.)

Alexis Smolensk said...

Hichem will take Lukas to his vardo.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet tucks the pouch away, still mystified about the implication of the word stature, but he lets it drop for now.

"Thank you, Publican. Do you require anything else from us?"

Andrej said...

Andrej rests easier, shouldering his shield and patting his friend upon the back. Quoting scripture with only a hint of humor,

"An excellent wife is far more precious than jewels. The heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain. She does him good, and not harm, all the days of her life."

Lukas said...

Lukas will tell Hichem all about their travels as they go towards the Vardo. Once he gets there he will be meticulous in his investigation with special checks of his iron locked box. To which he adds the wand until they can take the time to divine it's purpose.

Alexis Smolensk said...

"Well," says the Publican to Ahmet, "You might tell us if there are any bandits left we should worry about."

Lukas will find that the vardo has indeed been painted, from stem to stern, and by artists of surprising ability and talent. They have, apparently, plundered the books Lukas owns for images, and there are fully twenty-two on the vardo altogether - of trees, landscapes, geometric symbols, plant-life and one rather startling face that Lukas remembers came from a book he purchased in Hanya - it is, he remembers, the author of the book.

Lukas said...

Being someone who can appreciate the value and effort of said paintings, Lukas does his best to not show his dismay regarding the loss of the original desired emerald green and acquisition of a scholar's face.

"They have done quite a fine job painting the vardoo. I am genuinely impressed. I very much would like to know what inspired them to do so."

He will then proceed to put an additional set of effort to ensure all his books are where they 'should' be. Given he likely had an organizational method for the books that illiterate people might not recognize.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet looks to Andrej for guidance on this last question.

Lukas said...

(OOC: Yep, that's a good one. Either lie to a little town, reap the benefits and proceed onwards or... Stomp this out at the root?)

James C. said...

"We have encountered none recently, your honor." Andrej offers truthfully

Alexis Smolensk said...

"That is good to hear," says the Publican. "You should get bathed, dressed in clean clothing, before presenting yourselves." He claps his hands at the two women standing nearby, who no longer look fearful, but rather awed. "Take them to the olive press, wash them down, find them clothes to wear, then clean the clothes they have!"

The two women rush to take hold of the remaining party, sans Lukas, to lead them away as asked. Resistance?

Ahmet said...

"Presenting ourselves to who?" Ahmet asks, raising a palm to the woman coming to get him. "And where were these bandits last spotted?"

Andrej said...

Andrej whispers, "Nevermind the bandits, Ahmet. Let's clean up and talk some in private, shall we?"

"I have clothes, ladies, in my saddle bags near to the vardo."

Andrej goes with the women willingly and will describe for them his silk, embroidered shalpan, silk shirt and aiyr kalpak (hat).

"My boots will need to be scrubbed or substituted, however..."

Maximillian Boii said...

I go with them gladly, sorely needing a bath.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet presses. "Who are we being presented to, uh, your honor?"

Alexis Smolensk said...

(OOC: I'm going to be spotty most of the day, but I'll be here)

The Publican laughs. "Your Concubine, of course!" he says. "Did you not hear your servant? She has organized the entire town in a spontaneous festival for your benefit. She's had people working night and day, ordering them about, remaking the village ... do you really want to show up for your party dressed as you are?"

Alexis Smolensk said...

Lukas, temporarily separated from the party, is urged into the nearby stream (which will be no colder than the bathing water the party will be put in at the olive presses, where there are great large basins for sinking into deep water), and he is beset upon by about seven women who will scrub him clean as well.

They don't give him an option (unless he wants to start causing them damage).

Ahmet said...

"Don't call her that," Ahmet says, annoyed. "Her name is Sevim, and she is not my --"

Ahmet allows the woman to lead him away now. "-- and where are those bandits, exactly?" he calls over his shoulder.

Maximillian Boii said...

Also, were we able to bring back some of the beef, our was that too much?

If I have that, I hand it off to hichem, asking him to find someone to prepare it.

Lukas said...

With a little protesting about the order of his books and how he hasn't had a chance to do whatever it is someone with a high int/wis probably does for sorting out their things, he eventually submits to the mandatory cleansing procedure.

It's not like he LIKES being dirty... He just has lots of 'important' things to do... He may complain about them being rough on his sore spots though.

Should the clothing be the next step, he will ensure they know about his good clothing that remains unsoiled.

Ahmet said...

The usually grumpy Ahmet does not complain about being stripped down and bathed by women.

Alexis Smolensk said...

We can presume that the beef was handed off to someone, Maximillian.

At some point, cleaned, wounds redressed, fresh clothes offered (and Andrej finding his particular fancy dress having been readied for him to dress himself in it), the party finds themselves more or less individually brought to the long house.

The Publican stands just out of sight during the bathing, chattering on about the village, about how it's been lacking in any real spirit for more than a year since the Imam that once dwelt here passed from old age, that he's pleased to see this all happening, that he assumed it must have been bandits but that in reality he does not want to know where the blood is from, etc. He begins referring to whatever the party has done as "hunting." He apologizes for the use of the term to Ahmet, but Sevim has been using it as a title since the day before yesterday, and it will probably be impossible to stop every villager from using it now, since it has grown to be synonymous with the word 'Queen.'

Alexis Smolensk said...

The party is brought into the longhouse, and there is a feast to behold - some two hundred persons, as relatives have come in from the hills, and Sevim, dressed in a dark blue silk-and-satin bedlah, complete with sandles and yashmak.

She also has a bright green stone clenched in her visible navel.

Before Ahmet can stop her - and as the people have pressed away from the center, Sevim will kneel in front of the party and press her forehead to the floor.

"Welcome, Masters," she says.

Alexis Smolensk said...

(Something goofy happened with the yashmak link. Damn you, internet!)

Lukas said...

(OOC: Yeah, I wasn't looking forwards to airsoft guns in DnD as I have enough trouble in SF. ANYHOW...)

Lukas will nervously glance around as he starts to gain scope of what happened here. Once hopefully caught up with the bandit assumption, he does however relax a bit at the sudden... and unusual welcome.

If Ahhmet doesn't act quickly, Lukas nudges him forwards. His primary goal right now is to locate the artist and enjoy himself for the rest of the night.

Is Bert still around? It was asked earlier and I don't think it was addressed.

Alexis Smolensk said...

Bert was seen last by the Publican. But he has disappeared since that time.

Andrej said...

I've got to imagine that Bert wouldn't turn away such a fine meal.

Andrej is acclimating to the attention and enjoying the prospect of the taciturn turk presiding over so noble a feast. :)

Andrej bows low to Sevim and awaits Ahmet's lead, hoping to soon find himself a chair or pillow and a stiff drink.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet reaches into his pocket to finger the small perfume bottle he bargained so hard for. He was so proud to bring this back for Sevim, to present it to her, thinking she would be overwhelmed by his generosity.

Now he eyes the two hundred people, the enormous feast, the beautiful Sevim in her bedlah and yashmak, and the stone in her navel...

He doesn't think now is the right time to give her the bottle.

"Sevim," he says, crouching and taking her hands to pull her back up to her feet. "What has happened here?"

Alexis Smolensk said...

She won't get up higher than her knees, she simply refuses, but she whispers, too soft for anyone but Ahmet to hear, "I have forgiven you. Have you forgiven me?"

Ahmet said...

Ahmet remains crouched in front of her. "I forgave you before I left," he whispers back, sincerely.

Alexis Smolensk said...

"Then sit, eat, rest, stop fighting and accept," she whispers. Then she adds, "And tell everyone to eat."

Ahmet said...

Ahmet reaches for her hands and rises only if she does.

Alexis Smolensk said...

She won't. And she giggles softly. "Accept, you dumb brute," she says. Then adds, "... Master."

Alexis Smolensk said...

(OOC: Have you not noted the stubbornness of women?)

Ahmet said...

"Accept what?" Ahmet asks, laughing. "Have they made you their queen, and me their king?"

Alexis Smolensk said...

She shrugs, as if to suggest that Ahmet's got it right.

She won't get off her knees, though.

The room expectantly waits for something to happen.

Ahmet said...

"Sevim," Ahmet whispers, a little alarmed at her reaction. "What have you done?"

Andrej said...

Andrej clears his throat, "Perhaps some victuals, Master Ahmet?"

Ahmet said...

Ahmet gets to his feet and pulls Sevim up alongside him.

"Thank you all," he says. "Your hospitality is most... refreshing. Let us eat!"

Then he looks over at Sevim wonderingly.

Andrej said...

Andrej sits and prepares for the feast, striking up a conversation with whomever is closest at hand and putting aside thoughts on what the feast may ultimately cost us in some future effort... or just who or what these hospitable folk may think the party to be.

Alexis Smolensk said...

Her legs are absolutely limp ... so you can drag her, or throw her over one shoulder, or let her feet dangle above the ground, but she won't stand on them.

Ahmet can hear her smirking under the yashmak, and see her eyes sparkling.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet debates throwing her over one shoulder.

Instead he crouches down next to her again.

"Are you going to eat or stay here?"

Alexis Smolensk said...

"When you rise, and turn your back on me, I will rise, and follow. And not before, Master."

Alexis Smolensk said...

Andrej,

The folk seem to be very eager to be interesting, if a little provincial. They smile, show you the pillow you yearn for, and so on.

When Andrej breaks his position, the whole room seems to let out a breath of relief, and they begin to break up as well, presuming that the scene that is going on between Sevim and Ahmet is something private and not for them. Quietly, they begin to take seats on pillows and low chairs, built only a few inches above the ground.

Lukas said...

Lukas will take this opportunity to find the artist responsible for his vardo.

He will then ask them about their art, how often they are commissioned to do work and so on.

He will be carefully considering a piece with the whole party together.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet rises and turns his back on Sevim. He settles on one of the low pillows, ensuring he picks a spot with an empty pillow next to him so he can try to question Sevim further.

Maximillian Boii said...

I haven't said anything through all this, so I'll just note that I am completely trusting, and enthusiastic about the opportunity to have a good time, having finally forgotten the cloud that has been hanging over me.

Alexis Smolensk said...

(OOC: I'm a bit late. Today is going to be even sillier for me. I probably am not going to have any real time until about 2 EST)

Lukas,

You find several artists, young men between the ages of 14 and 17, who were trained as painters by the late Imam. They plan to remain in Yedine, continuing to practice their arts until having recognition. Later, the Publican will warn Lukas against getting too involved with these youths, as their tendency to paint human persons is not in keeping with strict Islamic law - the Imam, and the boys, have been tainted by Greek communities within Ottoman cities along the Black Sea.

Alexis Smolensk said...

Ahmet, Sevim will set about getting food for you, finding a musician to play gently nearby, having the Publican sit next to you and so on before settling down to wash your feet. If you will not let your feet be washed, she will wash Andrej's feet, Maximillian's feet, and if still put off, Hichem's feet.

Alexis Smolensk said...

Maximillian, the food is sensational. You find yourself being fed by a rather attractive girl who is only 17, while her mother watches approvingly.

Andrej said...

(OOC: I can play some between 2-3:30 ET, but then will be tied up the rest of the afternoon)

Andrej wiggles his toes in anticipation. It appears that Ahmet won't really have the chance to question Sevim on the hows and whys of all of this at this time, so we might as well enjoy this until the other shoe drops. :)

If near to the Publican Andrej strikes up a conversation re: local law and customs (18 points) for the purposes of furthering his knowledge. Specifically, he is interested in the hows of Islamic law dictating local law and instances where local Anatolian customs may pre-date and survive newer Islamic laws.

Noting Lukas's enthusiasm for the vardo's new paint job, and perhaps having noted it himself on the way to the feast, Andrej will discuss this with his friend as well (art & music 19).

Lukas said...

Yes, once the Publican is talking to him Lukas will nod knowingly (perhaps he would have picked this up in one of his laws and customs books somewhere. It is one of the three types of books I've been hunting.)

He will then ask the Publican about local education and some of the four topics he is fond of as appropriate, Engineering, Laws and Customs, Politics and magic.

(OOC: Interesting thought, I don't think we've met any low level wizards since I started wandering? It's been either all-powerful know-what's-good-for-yous or bad guys? I wonder if they're all hiding and looking like normal folk...)

Maximillian Boii said...

Ah, the life!

At some point during the evening, I will be compelled to speak a poem, which I think will address Ahmet's valour, and in some obscure way will pay complements to Sevim.

Afterwards, I may be overheard praising the comely lass in rhyme as well, although it was meant for her ears only.

Alexis, for clarification, I've been taking the title "publican" from context to mean a minor regional official, probably from the next market town, not the local barkeep. Is that approximately correct?

Ahmet said...

Ahmet allows Sevim to perform the wudu upon his feet in the hope it will more quickly get her back to his side so he can question her.

In the meantime, he makes an effort to speak to others nearby -- not his companions and not the Publican, who appear to be otherwise engaged anyway -- and politely inquiries about their children, their livestock, their prayers for the remainder of the year. He listens not so much to the answers as much as the reaction shown when he speaks to them, the honorifics they use to address him, the tone used in speaking, and so on.

Andrej said...

(OOC: It's like watching Conan in Aquilonia)

Alexis Smolensk said...

(OOC: I'm around. However, given that Andrej won't be, and that I still have things to wrap up so I can take Friday off, we shouldn't get started into anything. That said ...)

Minor regional official would be more or less correct; there is no English word for the title, and 'tax collector' lacked a local feel.

The situation is precisely that which will justify the sage abilities ideal I had been working on before putting my creative energies elsewhere. Please be patient with regards to that being codified; I am fairly tense about the book being done on time, and I don't want to be distracted. Let's just say, the party learns things.

Ahmet, eventually the party will wind down. Lukas, still a little banged up, will fall asleep, Maximillian will find a need to walk off his meal, Andrej the cleric will get into a long discussion with a medicant from west of the village, and Sevim will end up laying in Ahmet's arms, having somehow eaten without ever being observed. So you can ask her whatever you want to know.

Andrej said...

(OOC: I do have about an hour and a half for some play.)

Alexis Smolensk said...

If at all possible, I'd like the players to discuss the journey to Amisos, determining whether or not they've missed Madam's ship (I'm deliberately not looking for the previously stated date, as I see that's not my problem ... lol ... until I absolutely have to look), along with anything you need to collect before the last part of your journey.

Lukas said...

I could use some more horse supplement I think. And replenishing my non-magical food supply.

Maximillian Boii said...

A walk in the warm spring evening sounds delightful. Before going, however, I give to Hichem 18 gold 25 silver, and ask him to see that those who washed and clothed me, and anyone else who should deserve it, are paid generously, and that he should but ask if there are any debts that remain unpaid.

Maximillian Boii said...

I also need to purchase some horse feed.

I also noticed (researching the area when we passed through originally) that there were remarkable dogs here. I would like to purchase two fine specimens, if that would be possible.

as far as getting back, I thought we left in march with plans to meet in a month and a half; I'm unsure how it has become may already, but I blame spending time with Bert.

Lukas said...

Those are neat dogs.

Andrej said...

We left Amisos on March 26th and arrived in Metinene April 16th (21 days) through poorer weather and, it must be assumed, increasing elevation.

On April 19th we left the Hostel outside of Meltinene and n May 2nd we met the Unterns (13 days). I presume were we to leave tomorrow, May 7th, we could expect to be in Asimos by May 15th if our rate of travel is identical to the trip here.

From the Asimos post:

"...26th day of April, and to remain here until the 14th of May ... whereupon she will leave word at a well-known coffee & bathhouse called The Ataturk, that Frelg knows."

So we may miss the cpatain by a day or, if we cna hurry, arrive in Asimos prior to her leaving. Worse case we make a call at the aforementioned bathhouse.

Maximillian Boii said...

The captain said she would stay in Amisos until the fourteenth of may, I was wrong about when we started the journey.

Andrej said...

Andrej makes a gift of 20 silver pieces to the mendicant and gives him 20 more, telling him that the first 20 he should use for himself and the second 20 he should use for someone else.

To the Publican he gives 50 gold pieces on behalf of the entire party and asks only that the villagers should benefit from it in some way.

Once we secure some feed for the horses, Andrej is ready to depart.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet asks Sevim (quietly) to explain to him what has happened -- and she should probably use small words, because he's quite confused by all this attention.

Alexis Smolensk said...

I can't promise dogs. My trade system is not based on history or wikipedia, so the facts in reality may not match the facts of my world.

Maximillian Boii said...

Yeah, I understand that. This isn't even a market town.

Alexis Smolensk said...

Sevim explains that she has chosen not to die. Furthermore, she has chosen not to let Ahmet decide what sort of relationship she will have with him. She is not his wife; she is not his companion; she will not be his friend. He will not have her as a slave. And since he has already shown that he is ready to leave her for days at a time without explanation (Hichem tells her this is normal), she has decided that she will keep his house for him and his friends when he is gone - wherever that house happens to be.

As the village was where they were when Ahmet and party left, Sevim has set about making the village home. And this she plans to do wherever Ahmet goes, particularly when he leaves. She swears to him that he will always have a 'home' to come back to, and that it will be a welcoming one.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet ponders what this will mean aboard Madame Salvador's ship. Probably not good things.

He is quiet a long time and then he finally says... "Thank you."

Alexis Smolensk said...

"You're welcome, Master," Sevim answers, with a conceited tone.

Andrej said...

Oh Boy, you're really in for it, Ahmet. It's days like this Andrej must really appreciate his chastity

(OOC: I'm back.)

Lukas said...

You could probably seek to give her a better title. I'm sure there's a good name for that. Steward isn't quite it. Herald doesn't quite do it either. Maybe someone else has a good one?

Andrej said...

By her own exclamation, she is defining the relationship on her terms, not Ahmet's.

Alexis Smolensk said...

(OOC: Guys, have a good weekend. It's been fun as always!)

Lukas said...

Doesn't mean I can't define MY relationship. I have no interest in establishing the value grade of someone who will be turning whole towns into festivals as 'concubine'.

Although I guess until we experience any first hand interaction she could be redefining that name for the locals.

Concierge was getting to be about the best I could find through the Thesaurus.

Andrej said...

Perhaps the problem isn't with the word itself but a certain interpretation/ connotation being applied to it. Concubinage isn't prostitution and while you could argue it is a sort of bondage, I think historically it wasn't necessarily a bad deal in terms of treatment and even prestige in many cultures. Sevim was purchased by Ahmet, but he subsequently set her free. She has chosen, however, to dedicate herself to furthering his causes. She is not a wife (yet?), she is not a relative, she is not a friend. I get the sense she accepts "concubine" and will wear the title as another proud woman might wear a crown. I also think she's had enough of others defining who and what she is (her father, the official in Meltinene) and should Lukas seek to do so he might as well kick a hornet's nest.

:)


Happy writing Alexis. Be well everybody.

Ahmet said...

Yeah, exactly. If you want to argue with her, go ahead :)

Lukas said...

I dont intend to kick the hornets nest by telling her I refuse. I do intend to not call her by that title. Even if it comes down to merely calling her madam Sevim in reference to her.

Perhaps this will develop on it's own. But, my discomfort with the title can now be assumed.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet clearly doesn't like it either, if only because it implies a sexual relationship they aren't having. At first blush I thought, "why would she want to call herself that?", but Andrej is right -- in the context of the time and place, Concubine isn't a dirty word.

Lukas said...

Speaking of which... I need to talk to her about the potential hazards of my books and why not just anyone should go about touching them.

I hope this doesn't become a devil in the closet issue.

Alexis Smolensk said...

There are no devils in closets, not this day.

(OOC: 9 AM here. I am unsure right now how much room I have. I want to move the game along, get the party to Amisos and across the Black Sea; but I am feeling restrained by duties and jobs to be done.

Give me until the afternoon, please. Let's say 2:00 PM EST. I'll get as far as I can and then touch base with you)

Andrej said...

No worries Alexis, I'll check back in then.

Lukas said...

Ok, my todos before we leave/while we travel.

1. buy feed/food?

2. Talk to Sevim about letting people touch my books, and how I would prefer they don't. Oh and I have a book or two that MIGHT be able to hurt someone. And a few are worth hundreds of GP.

3. While travelling or before leaving, I want to investigate the illegible minotaur book.

Ahmet said...

Lukas, presumably #2 is about to become a moot point as we're leaving, but just in case, seeing as she is a free woman...

Ahmet asks Sevim if she would like to accompany them to Amisos and onward to the mission in Cumana. He makes it clear she is welcome to come, but understands if she would rather stay here, considering how fond the villagers are of her.

"You are a free woman now Sevim, and can go where you wish. You would be most welcome in Cumana but I can promise you nothing but hardship there. Even the modest comforts of this simple village are beyond anything we will find there."

Alexis Smolensk said...

Sevim stares hard at Ahmet.

Then she says, "You're such a fool." Whereupon she rises, makes her way to the vardo and begins to make her bed there.

Lukas said...

There goes me sleeping in my vardo for once. Wounded by giant axe card probably doesn't beat wounded heart card.

Any villagers willing to host my magical bed for the night? Just need a quiet, probably warm corner somewhere.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet follows her. "Sevim! Do not walk away from me. In just a few days you have turned this village into a wondrous place. Are you sure you want to leave it?"

Alexis Smolensk said...

Lots of pillows around, Lukas.

Sevim laughs at Ahmet. "Ten seconds ago you were telling me I was a free woman, who could go where I pleased, and now you're ordering me not to walk away from you. You're being ridiculous. If this village were made of adoring brownies that did nothing but pour coins at my feet day and night, if they gave me their children on pyres at my demand, I would follow you to Cumana."

At the word "brownie," Bert appears where he's been sleeping invisible on top of one of the vardo's wheels, and mutters, "What?"

Sevim continues. "If my feet were bloody stumps, I would follow you to Cumana. If you beat me and chained me to a tree and left me here alone, and ordered the whole village to watch me, and they were to do so, I would STILL follow you to Cumana! You stupid, stupid man. Now go away. I have had a long day, and I am ready to sleep.

Alexis Smolensk said...

(OOC: I see nothing but to begin a new post that starts in the morning. I would like to simply presume you're leaving, and begin rolling dice to see if you are held up on your way to Amisos. Are people good with that?)

Maximillian Boii said...

I'm good with that, but can you also check if I'm able to purchase a pair of dogs along the way? It's OK if I have to imagine that they're Kangal dogs.

Ahmet said...

Ahmet can't help but grin at that.

"Very well," he says. "But do not sleep late, Sevim. For we," and he makes a gesture to make it clear he is including her in this "we," "have a long journey ahead of us."

At last he fishes the perfume bottle out of his pocket.

"I found this in the minotaur's lair and I imagined it once held a scent like the one you wore when we were children." He hands it to her. "Please take it to remind you of all you accomplished here in Yadine."

Then he bids her good night.

If Ahmet finds Mistassa about he tells her to join her mistress in the Vardo.

Ahmet said...

(I'm good with that.)

Lukas said...

ONWARDS!

Andrej said...

Onwards.

Andrej's mirror is set up in the vardo, done at some opportune time over the course of the day if that is OK.

Alexis Smolensk said...

Her eyes glisten with tears as she accepts the perfume bottle.

No, no problems with that, Andrej.

Maximillian, will two puppies do? Will you take on the responsibility of raising them?

(OOC: I've been able to get this small bit in. I've rolled dice and you take seven days to reach Amisos. I would like to take that up tomorrow, when I have more time. I shall try to remember to put up a price table today/tonight, so the party can access it ... but no promises. I and Bilbo, we have similar attitudes towards the subject of butter's spreading abilities)

Andrej said...

(OOC: Thanks Alexis, though if I may urge you to sparing some of that spreading butter for the price table I'm very interested in making liquid some of Andrej's assets so he has more coins for Cumana. If the table is not ready, would you allow Andrej to retroactively sell once it is? I don't want to slow us down, but similarly I'm not sure if we'll see any real markets between here and there.)

Lukas said...

I'm not entirely savvy on the process of filling a perfume bottle, but I offer one of my perfumes I have gathered to Sevim should I notice she has acquired the much finer perfume bottle.

Maximillian Boii said...

Puppies is fine; much more realistic.

Alexis Smolensk said...

The next post is up. Maximillian, I didn't look to see if there were dogs. They'd be in the menagerie if they exist. At any rate, you have two puppies given to you by the people of Yadine.