10-20-2015, 05:27 PM
Jaixe watched and scoffed at Ash’s small attempt at seduction but deferred commenting on the matter as he stepped down from his own mount. He fished for the mobile dataverse device and the attached communicator and offered it to one of the more timid guards, glaring them down as they took the duo of items off of him. Seeing as he had no weapons on him at the time, there was nothing else to offer.
The guards did a quick scan through the items they were given to examine, as well as the horses to ensure there was no additional baggage that needed to be searched through. Jaixe was particularly amused at their attempts to discern the red liquid within the Quill that Ash wielded, though kept a stony face. When the blood suddenly splattered due to one tipping the weapon over to inspect it further, the guards seemed shocked to find out what it was. Though the captain seemed unamused and unsurprised.
The man with the decorative armor walked forward again, “It seems you two are packing rather light. You stated that you were here for the tournament, correct?” The captain inquired once more, with Jaixe merely nodding in response, utilizing his usual dull and bored expression as a signal that this delay was quite unwelcome.
“Indeed. Perhaps you can offer us direction, seeing as you have held us up.” Jaixe suggested, impatiently, though slowly tapping with his foot now.
“I was going to offer such. It is a few leagues south of the capital, past the forest. I trust you can weave your way.”
“Indeed.”
It was a few moments longer that the guards inspected the equipment that they were given, getting hung up on the rather oddly-styled weaponry that Ash carried on her person. Soon enough, however, the duo was given their equipment and sent on their way with the standard farewell.
“How dull… Though at least it was less intrusive than the Imperial scanning machines…” Jaixe commented, as the two went along the trodden dirt path towards the marble city of Minas Tirith, the wind blowing softly to their side and the pattering of their mounts occupying the space around them. “I trust you kept your links to those streams in your head?” He asked of Ash, though deigned not to look in her direction, but rather kept his gaze forward.
The guards did a quick scan through the items they were given to examine, as well as the horses to ensure there was no additional baggage that needed to be searched through. Jaixe was particularly amused at their attempts to discern the red liquid within the Quill that Ash wielded, though kept a stony face. When the blood suddenly splattered due to one tipping the weapon over to inspect it further, the guards seemed shocked to find out what it was. Though the captain seemed unamused and unsurprised.
The man with the decorative armor walked forward again, “It seems you two are packing rather light. You stated that you were here for the tournament, correct?” The captain inquired once more, with Jaixe merely nodding in response, utilizing his usual dull and bored expression as a signal that this delay was quite unwelcome.
“Indeed. Perhaps you can offer us direction, seeing as you have held us up.” Jaixe suggested, impatiently, though slowly tapping with his foot now.
“I was going to offer such. It is a few leagues south of the capital, past the forest. I trust you can weave your way.”
“Indeed.”
It was a few moments longer that the guards inspected the equipment that they were given, getting hung up on the rather oddly-styled weaponry that Ash carried on her person. Soon enough, however, the duo was given their equipment and sent on their way with the standard farewell.
“How dull… Though at least it was less intrusive than the Imperial scanning machines…” Jaixe commented, as the two went along the trodden dirt path towards the marble city of Minas Tirith, the wind blowing softly to their side and the pattering of their mounts occupying the space around them. “I trust you kept your links to those streams in your head?” He asked of Ash, though deigned not to look in her direction, but rather kept his gaze forward.