This is a bit of a personal RP story taking place in the world of Fanatika... Not sure exactly where I'm going with it, but I thought it'd be fun to actually do some role playing in this RPG. Who knows, maybe it'll meet up with the RoF thread some time?
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Veera watched impassively as her small home in Bavaria was ransacked by moving men. One man struggled under the weight of a deceptively heavy chair, while another was busy wrestling a clothing trunk into mule-drawn wagon. The head mover was at Veera’s side trying to get her attention. “Miss? We’re almost done here. Sure there’s nothin’ else you need before we pack the rest?”
“Nope. Everything I need I have in my packs here or I’ll be buying at the stores. You remember my instructions?” The current Chief Justice raised an inquiring eyebrow at the unkempt mover.
“Yes’m. Keep it all in storage until we get a message from your realtor. Then move it to wherever your new home is.”
“That’s it. Now, how much is all this costing me?” Veera wasn’t really worried about money right now. She wouldn’t be needing that much on her travels.
“You owe us four gold for the loading and shipping, a gold piece per month of storage, and ten gold pieces for each hundred miles we have to carry these things to your new home. You just owe us five gold right now.” She tossed the man a ten gold piece, minted with the face of Bismarck, the All-God of Fanatika.
“You can keep the change. I won’t need it where I’m heading. Not for a long time anyway...” The man’s curiosity was aroused, but he shrugged it off and pocketed the coin.
“Good luck ma’am! We’ll take good care of your belongings for ya.”

Not for the first time, Veera doubted the wisdom of her actions. Selling your home and all your possessions wasn’t a typically wise act, but she felt she needed to make a statement. The materialism of city life was chafing her, and besides, that tiny apartment in Bavaria was hardly a home suitable for the Chief Justice. Her cross-country travel across Fanatika would give her something to do and accomplish while her new house in the mountains was being built. ‘And I’ve always wanted to visit Octavinium and see the Great Library. And the temples of Eklektochtitlan. And the Forbidden Palace in Kyoto. And maybe the gem mountains of Dapperdan...’

She still had a lot of work to do before she left the town. The state-of-the-art pistols that she had commissioned from the Army Surplus were still being assembled, and she hadn’t yet picked up her equine and her supplies. The auctioneer was still busy selling her lands in distant Nara, and the bidding war appeared like it would be continuing for a while. The deal on building the new home wouldn’t be ironed out for a while. And that poorly thought out loan she had requested still needed to be paid off. Not to mention the Indian hordes decimating the Northern Province could be a pain in the proverbial butt if she was unlucky.

Way too much to do for me to be wasting time on idle thoughts. Veera said to herself. Need to pick up my weapons first, and then off to the tailor... But this'll all be behind me soon! She honestly couldn't wait.

Good luck, Veera. Don't forget to write. Maybe, at some point in our respective travels, we'll cross paths. Who knows where the road takes one?

Yeah, just unless your in india we won't cross pass anytime soon. The the bridge to my palace is broken to, but once I get back and get it repaired... Visit Me! :)

Just remember Veera, it's a dangerous thing steping into the road, you never know where it will take you. Oh, and a word to the wise, don't go deep into Persia, you might just not get out. ;)

Ehecatl Atzin

Good luck Veera. You might find me at my castle in Shimonseki, my house in Tlaxcala, or my Mansion in Kukhaff. Nowadays I am becoming more of a traveler. I am still going to keep my lands and possesions, but will be wandering, hunting for food and sport, traveling to foreign lands, meeting new people and if they are Indian or Persian, killing them and if they are not, having a friendly chat and maybe going out for a drink a playing a game of of chess. Maybe our paths will cross, maybe we can travel together for a time. But now however, I must complete my mission in India.

Enjoy your travels and may the Spirits watch over you and keep you safe.

Any travel logs to post? Inquiring readers want to know! ;)

:lol: I suppose I need to get started on this now that the accursed land auction is over. Donsig may not like me skipping town during the trial though ;)
I'll see if I can't finish the first part tonight or tomorrow.

For what seemed like the twentieth time, Veera went over her checklist of items. This was the day she would finally leave Bavaria, and she wanted to be sure that something essential wasn't left behind. She was currently in the stables, and the smell of hay and steaming fresh fertilizer helped counteract the stench of the city streets. Orion, her 'noble steed' during this odyssey, seemed restless to begin as he stamped his grey fetlocked feet. He'd been locked up in the stables as all the legal affairs had been settled. Veera wiped a brow, flicked a piece of hay off her new trenchcoat, then continued to run down her list. There was plenty of food in the saddlebags, as well as waterskins if she needed them. A spare set of clothing and a sleeping bag were also tied on, but a tent would add to much weight, so she'd have to do without. Some gold was tucked into her bags, and so were a couple personal mementos, as well as her old Judiciary department badge. Her two pistols, Look and Leer, lovingly created by Eyrei, were tucked safely into their holsters, while her rifle from Grandmaster's shop, 'Longshot,' was slung on her back.

After the events of the past couple weeks, the former Chief Justice couldn't wait to escape the turmoil of Bavaria. The land auction had lasted nearly two weeks longer than expected, and by the time it had finished, a new rush of paperwork and appointments flooded the Judiciary department. Donsig, the great headache of all members of the court, finished off the miserable sevendays by beginning a series of investigations that took another whole week to sort out. Having already sold her home and not really having expected to stay in town so long, Veera was forced to spend nights at the homes of friends.
"Well," she said to no one in particular, "Looks like there's nothing holding me here anymore." Orion tossed his head and snorted. The greyish-white gelding must've been as tired standing in the stables as Veera was sitting around in the capital.
"I agree Orion, let's get out of here." Briskly, she tied the saddle bags tightly onto the horse, checked to make sure she hadn't dropped anything, slung her white hat onto her head and began riding out of town.

And awaaaaay we go!

What's your first destination, Veera?

Yay, the first chapter is finally up! Can't wait to see what adventures you and my rifle have, Veer. :)

I cant wait to hear about your adventures Veera. Hopefully I can post my own adventures thread, if that is possible.

I hope Veera is okay. We should have received a peligram by now. :eek:

Maybe she got lost?? Veera.... Do you need a map? Veera!!!? Veera!!

Ok..... Maybe she just writes slow.