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#31
05-12-2010, 03:28 PM
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Fortification is no use, Pause. Cousin. The tone changed to friendliness. You do not have enough time to do so, and from the scout reports that we've received, you are in no position to defend against Balcon's army. You are outnumbered by at least 4 to 1, and the level of preparation is not equal at all. He sighs. I do not wish to see you on the other side of the battlefield, we share the same blood and in all honesty, you are as close to family as I have up here. Menya is not known to be out of the desert... 
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#32
05-12-2010, 05:37 PM
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"Drusilia Menya is one of the Matriarchs of Tantori, though I haven't used the name Menya in some time. I had... a bit of a falling out with my mother several years ago, which is why I'm this far north."
__________________Taking a more casual position, she rubs her forehead with a hand. "What are Balcon's purposes, then? I'm not going to abandon my town just when they need me."
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#33
05-12-2010, 05:42 PM
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Consolidation. Venton replied very quickly. Seeing that his guest had relaxed just a bit, he sits up and reaches to the side of the bed cot, from within a sack of some sort, takes out a flask.
__________________He sees an opportunity to consolidate the north, Tantora, for his purpose. The Mi'Tantorans are beasts, they are not suited to rule. Balcon, born of Tantora of Orakian descent, is looking to use the north as his power base, to stand tall against others in Te'Saya. What if... He takes a quick swig from the flask: Tantori aids Balcon?
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#34
05-12-2010, 05:52 PM
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Tania shakes her head. "I'm not sure. We're not particularly warlike as you've clearly noticed; we're not really suited to stand against anyone. If Balcon chose to leave us be, I'm sure there could be some arrangement worked out. The Matriarchs don't answer to anyone but themselves at the moment, and I'm not sure they'd care to."
__________________The hand rubbing the head appears to be her tired thinking pose. "A tithe of some kind would probably work, in return for leaving us alone. Our leaders, our choices, unless there's something specific needed of us. No one will accept being drafted," she indicates the camp around her with a wave, "But supplying food, water, services? I don't see why not."
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#35
05-14-2010, 12:10 PM
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Venton saw the agony in Tania's demeanor. Clearly, she didn't like this surrounding. Not particularly... warlike? He grins. The Menya's are known to BE warlike. Together with Neri, our households roamed the plains and the deserts with great ease. Ranlian dispatched us as the frontliners of his war during the great war. To be warlike is in our blood... He paused. Perhaps the Ethulian blood has tainted your soul...
__________________Venton's eyes tell all of the story, he is clearly testing Tania's reaction to the last statement. It served as not only to remind her of her heritage, but also as a gauge of what kind of person she is...
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#36
05-14-2010, 02:44 PM
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Tania plants hands on her hips. "Just because I've been riding all day doesn't make me soft, cousin," she replies, and the last word isn't exactly said as amicably this time. "I was born in the desert, so don't talk to me of the history of our house. I was instructed in it with such a vengeance, I think some of the clan thought they could whip the Ethulian blood out of me." So it appears she can be just as nasty, though she speaks in a jaunty tone while bickering with him. "When I said 'us' I meant the town of Tantori in general. It's a free community, not a kingdom."
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#37
05-15-2010, 07:31 PM
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Venton grinned as the true Menya blood comes out of Tania. He hadn't doubted her blood, he just wanted to see how much he can do to rile her up. He stood, with the flask in hand: Of course it is a free community, and not a kingdom. And that is precisely the reason why it's a threat. You should know this, cousin, that if Tantori does not devote herself into Balconian cause by supporting us with man... forgive me, He raises his hands in order to stop any kind of correction of his phrasing: WOMAN power, then their support is not genuine. If, however, they devote their sweat, and blood, to our cause, then we can see ourselves as allies in Tantora. Promises of food and supplies, they are tributes. Promises of sweat, and blood, THAT is a true promise. I'm certain, He turns towards the entrance of the tent: That if Lord Balcon hears that Tantori is willing to do that, Lord Balcon would be most... gracious towards Tantori, and towards you and your Matriarchs.
__________________Then abruptly, he turns and says in whisper, his eyes and face close to Tania's own: Further, I know the Menya blood is inside of you, that you thirst for glory on the battlefield. You thirst for the day that you can see the sword next to you, put to good use. Think about it, cousin. I have great plans for Menya's household. And Saya willing, perhaps, with you next to me, we .... can do great things....
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