Offerings From The Mist

MV has come to trade!

POSTED: Sat Jul 06, 2019 10:40 pm

OOC: Please let Nat/Baelish post first. ^^ Foredated to July 10th. WC: 266

IC: The news of a newly formed pack had reached the Vale in good time. Although very little was known about the new neighbors to the north, it was a chance to forge relations and extend the hand of trade and good will on behalf of all the Mistwalkers. Today, Sedona travelled with Baelish, Zuri's mate, upon horseback towards the borders of the newly formed pack. If the rumors were right, the group was called something along the lines of Dell Center. "A strange name..." The cowgirl mused as she lead her horse at an easy walk through the trees glancing over at her company every now and then but mostly keeping an eye on her surroundings. This close to the borders they'd surely come across someone soon.

It became apparent after a while that they'd come up on the territory markers when an elk skull wrapped in tattered cloth and covered in ash markings greeted their approach like some grisly butler. The Whitesage woman brought her horse to a stop and looked to the male beside her. "Well this looks like it I reckon." She said and removed her cowboy hat, rubbing at the top of her head a moment. "Seem to be pretty uh...welcomin' fellows eh?" She chuckled and flicked her tail. "Hopefully some goods 'n things will appeal." They had come with the intentions of doing some trading with the newcomers. Sedona hoped their mission would be a success. "Would you like to do the honors?" She gave a gesture farther into the territory. They'd need an escort before they could go any father.
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Hawkesond
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POSTED: Tue Jul 09, 2019 10:16 am

What more is there
for the man who has everything?

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A new pack meant new opportunities for trade, something that the D’Angelo male had always been happy to discover. Since he had returned to the Vale, he had had some troubles, but seemed to be coming back into the swing of things now. Still, the darkness in his soul, the brokenness, lingered; like smoke on the horizon, an ever present threat of the flames of destruction.

But the sun had risen that morning bright and warm, the world was alive in the summer time, and he and Sedona had set out on horseback to make contact with the Gang that had settled to the North. It would not be long a trip, as the rumors had stated the new clan had claimed the head of Moosehead lake, which was only a day’s trip away.

The Whitesage female was pleasant enough company; he did not know her well but she was a spirited woman and Baelish enjoyed listening to her talk, which she did often and with confidence. However, that confidence faltered when they finally came on the first real marker of the border; it was a skull hung on a dead tree, tattered cloth moving gently in the summer breeze.

Baelish looked at it curiously, and grinned at Sedona’s discomfort, I think it’s charming. He said. It was very reminiscent of what Inferni used to do, he wondered if there was any association there.

The D’Angelo nodded at her suggestion, and he raised his maw to the sky and howled. His voice was friendly enough, but he knew that sometimes calling from the borders like this could be a very bold statement; he hoped the owners of this land would not be insulted by their sudden appearance. Maybe seeing their horse’s laden with goods would cool their heads, if they were to arrive guns blazing.

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Nat
Luperci Mate to Zuri Negotiator I They stole my dirty socks... :(

POSTED: Thu Jul 11, 2019 10:10 pm

Outside the dawn is breaking, But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free

OOC: 250+ wc

A howl pierced the crisp morning air. Lyssa's ears turned quickly towards the border where the sound had come from. Whoever it was, they were announcing their arrival at the edge of the territory. It certainly was an efficient way of getting attention quickly; They must be in need of something. Lyssa turned her mare towards the canine and urged her onward.

They made their way quickly across the now familiar land. The daily excursions had been very helpful in familiarizing herself with the area. Three months had passed since she joined the Cartel, now the Ashen, and she finally felt like she was beginning to truly be a part of the pack. Being involved with the clean-up of Charmingtown had been a large part of it, as well as her frequent interactions with visitors. She felt like her contribution to the pack was steadily increasing, and that made her happy.

Two canines mounted on strong steeds stood nearby the territory marker. The female was a golden colour, with flowing copper hair, wearing a cowboy hat similar to her own. The other was a smokey coloured male, dressed in a clean, simple outfit. Along with it, he wore an all-too-sweet grin. Her eyes lingered on him for a second longer than she meant to.

Ba-bump.

The firey coyote took a breath to steady herself before taking another glance at the strangers. She needed to keep her head in the game. She quickly realized that their horses were loaded with goods. Traders. Relief flooded through her and she offered a broad smile. "Salute friends! What can I help you with today?"

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POSTED: Sun Jul 14, 2019 9:02 pm

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This was Sedona's first real ambassadorial mission outside of Mistfell Vale. As a young woman she'd gone with her father and grandfather on trading routes back in the deserts of Arizona, but they never really traded with large packs like this one. The normally confident coyote woman was admittedly feeling her nerves as Baelish's howl lapsed away through the trees. She glanced again at the handsome male seeking some form of reassurance form his own relaxed posture, riding high and studly upon his horse. Zuri and he were such a perfect, beautiful match of two people. They both were attractive and intelligent and...regal; absolutely made for one another. Sedona gave him a small wag of her tail and a smile, her normally chatty self lost for words as they awaited an escort.

It didn't take all that long before the breeze brought with it the scent of a foreign equine and its rider. Sedona's eyebrows raised and she sat a little more proper in the saddle, yellow-green eyes searching for the greeter. Hopi, the mare beneath her flicked her ears forward, nose flaring to smell the approaching equine. "Easy girl..." Sedona soothed her mount whom was laden with saddle bags and rolls of trade goods ranging from pelts, to herbal medicines, some raw materials and more. The Vale wanted to make a good first impression to their new neighbors and wanted to show no ill will. Anything to help the Gang establish better in their new home and not take any threat by Mistfell was positive. A coyote woman of warm tones, adorned in a cowboy hat similar to her own came upon the two Mistwalkers at the border her eyes taking them in with a lingering set of yellow eyes that Sedona didn't miss. The other woman seemed to shake herself from a thought before addressing both Baelish and the Whitesage woman in an accent Sedona had never quite come across before. "Salute friends! What can I help you with today?"

Sedona returned the grin and bowed her head, sweeping her hat from her head in a friendly gesture to the other cowpolk. For some reason, seeing someone else so like herself brought her confidence rushing back. "Howdy miss." She began holding her horse steady from trying to stretch her head forward to sniff at the other unfamiliar mare. "My name is Sedona, and this is my companion Baelish. We're here representin' your southerly neighbors Mistfell Vale..." She paused, gesturing to Baelish, allowing him the chance to speak. She knew he had a knack for a silver tongue and after all this was Sedona's first mission of this kind. If he had nothing to say, she'd continue on...
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POSTED: Mon Jul 15, 2019 2:19 pm

What more is there
for the man who has everything?

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Baelish would have never believed how Sedona felt about him, not now at least. His pride had been, in the past, the shining jewel set upon his crown. But now that jewel had been plucked out, robbed of him; he felt the lesser man.

Looking regal and confident was like a cloak he donned, just like any other piece of clothing; a covering and nothing more. Luckily, it kept others from seeing the truth, the marred and unclean fur hidden below.

It did not take long for his call to be answered, and the sound of an approaching rider came to their eager ears. Geist stood tall and unflinching beneath him; the stallion could smell it was a mare approaching, and so remained calm. Had it been another stallion, the desert horse might have stomped and complained, but so long as Baelish remained steadfast atop him, he wouldn’t fight.

The rider appeared; it was a female coyote atop a paint mare. She was a cute little thing, her fur a medley of reds and golds; Baelish gave her a handsome smirk as she came up to them, her honey eyes lingering in his own for a moment longer than was proper.

Sedona swept her had off her head in a greeting to the woman, and Baelish added to it with a gentle nod of his head, We have come to learn more of you, and also if you would care to trade? His voice was smooth and his words well-rehearsed; there was a reason he had been mostly silent on their journey here. The Elkenfrey did not want to stumble over his own tongue on the first impression. Maybe, just maybe, he could get away with this again.

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Nat
Luperci Mate to Zuri Negotiator I They stole my dirty socks... :(

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