Post by Sir Caedric Moore on Aug 9, 2014 13:19:14 GMT -8
My entry to the Vignette category of the GCVIII and Part 1 of my GCVIII story. More pics on my flickr.
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"Well, if it isn't Cedric Archer! It isn't, is it? I know, you're Caedric Moore up here," laughed the green-clad sailor as he walked down the gangplank of the longship.
"It's great to see you, Baelion," Caedric said with a grin as he grasped the Lenfel's hand. "Up here? I'm Caedric Moore everywhere but Lenfald."
"Eh, fake name or not, you'll always be Cedric Archer to me. The man who saved my life and scared the Queen's men from my town - I can't thank you enough."
"Oh, you know, I was just passing through," Caedric said with a wink.
"Whatever it was, I owe you a debt - and I mean to repay it. My fellow rangers and I are at your disposal, Captain."
"Excellent. I think I can find a use for you."
The two men continued their discussion as they helped Balion's deckhands unload their cargo onto the icy pier. Jahrton Bay wasn't as abandoned as Galanir's troops thought, and Caedric was glad that the rumor they'd spread had stuck. The salt spray of the cold sea lapped against the pylons while gulls cried overhead accompanied by the creaking of the great wooden longship as it rocked on the waves.
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C+C Welcome!
Ronin
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"Well, if it isn't Cedric Archer! It isn't, is it? I know, you're Caedric Moore up here," laughed the green-clad sailor as he walked down the gangplank of the longship.
"It's great to see you, Baelion," Caedric said with a grin as he grasped the Lenfel's hand. "Up here? I'm Caedric Moore everywhere but Lenfald."
"Eh, fake name or not, you'll always be Cedric Archer to me. The man who saved my life and scared the Queen's men from my town - I can't thank you enough."
"Oh, you know, I was just passing through," Caedric said with a wink.
"Whatever it was, I owe you a debt - and I mean to repay it. My fellow rangers and I are at your disposal, Captain."
"Excellent. I think I can find a use for you."
The two men continued their discussion as they helped Balion's deckhands unload their cargo onto the icy pier. Jahrton Bay wasn't as abandoned as Galanir's troops thought, and Caedric was glad that the rumor they'd spread had stuck. The salt spray of the cold sea lapped against the pylons while gulls cried overhead accompanied by the creaking of the great wooden longship as it rocked on the waves.
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C+C Welcome!
Ronin
