I Katrina l

::The wait, word still not heard of her Master and Mistress had her more tense and worried then ever before. So much to do helping about the Camp where needed yet always to be found in the shadow of Master Kiel or at the edges of the protected domain watchful of any sign of Naz and Hera. Those who packed and left given a farewell but her feet remained firmly planted not about to leave when her Master was out there somewhere. Perhaps hurt, or or worse. restless slumber when she got a chance to sleep never long though keeping loyal and attentive. Always smiling but deep within her gaze was sadness, worry and desperation for hope they would be found soon and returned back to camp::

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¥Young men shouted to those in camp.¥Two Houses are ready!!!!Pack your things women and children.

¥Women and children would be the first out of the tents. Ezekiel had ordered this. There were 400 men in their employ total. The defences had been reinforced, that was priority. The markets were finished up, because they needed food, weapons, water, to feel normal. The four more houses would be completed tommorow and the same ammount every day after. The women and men would soon be back together, hopefully making new lives to fill a place they all now called home. Kanda was brought to him, he did not have time to scold the innocent. ¥Bring it to the clinic.¤

from Parisete Vaux

:: Things had seemed to have been happening so fast for the Coin Merchant woman. And before she could really start getting settled in and with much deliberation she finally decided to attend the Joining of a former dear friend's son and his merchant companion. Arriving back home the day before, she had risen before dawn as she always did to begin her day. Even without a Bank building she was busy with ledgers and coin. But today she too had gone to her ships. The merchant rounds would be gone through hort by hort throughout the day and the coming days. The children playing close to her, she would also help the women with continuing to arrange the tents and see to the daily running of the camp. She hadn't known what was happening when they had left. Sometimes not getting involved in politics wasn't such a good thing. Years ago when meeting her mate, she had seen that passion he had for the City that had been his Home and that was what had brought her to him at Port Kar.

She had received the chest of the expensive and rare wine along with the chest of gems both from Cyanni and finds a place to keep them both well guarded until the Bank would be finished.
Scrolls and scrolls and ledgers and locked boxes and crates were set in their own place. At the end of the day, the campfire and being together was the best part of all. ::

Now along the ships that Emma had left with were her own. She having part of her family shipping business in Kar spoke to the men that worked for her and Eliza. She explained the plan of it all. She was indeed leaving with Naz and the others. Half the ships would go with her, others would head to Rarir till further notice. With this Eliza would be told of all that happened before leaving Port Kar that night.

Soon the smell of the sea graced the air, the sound of waves hitting the moaning wood of the ship began. They were on their way. Emma spent time making sure to keep a diary of all she seen, felt and would in fact need to remember. Where were the group going? Not a clue in the scribe's mind. She did not ask..Why? She truth Naz with her life really. Ez now that man was another matter. The fear of the spirits of him was held deep.

With each rising of the sun Emma checked the crates holding the scrolls, maps, art works and other things. Other of the ships held supplies of furniture , shop items, food, medical supplies, and more. She was unsure what not to bring, so the warehouses of her businesses looked a bit thin for now.

(Sorry I been sick, I am slow LOL)

Never time to rest by Trinity Mayfield

Never one to shirk work.. she dug in with both hands.. Having some of the guards help her unload her ship.. Thankfully the KM had the wisdom to always have that ship ready to leave at a moments notice.. and as far as food stocks were concern they would have plenty to last until they got the city up and running.. What she needed was just a permanent spot to have her kitchen..

She would not be creative with food just yet.. but make a nice hearty bosk stew.. in a large copper pot.. and found a way to make some bread to go with it.. It was readily available for the men and women that had left with the house.. She also made a batch of cookies.. Yes.. she could cook even in the least prepared spots.. Until they got their city up and running.. she was gonna tell Par to keep her 5 silver a week.. for the new city.. She could do without a few things until then... Maybe when the time was right she would speak to Naz about opening up a cafe.. make some extra coin for the house.. and put some away for Emily.. yes.. she was liking this place.. and really was not missing Kar at all.. While it was her homestone... she had not liked the way of things lately.. and was gonna leave.. but this gave her the opportunity to leave and stay with those she loved..

She gave Emily a quick bath.. a story of the nice pirates and nasty warriors of Cos.. and then tucked her in.. sitting out side her tent.. she took the time to get a thought or two in edgewise.. in the every moving mind of hers

Getting things ready by Cyanni Darkblade

Cyanni had finished inventorying everything and divided what was, in her mind, needed by the fledging settlement ..to the hunters went the crossbows and arrows, she counted 120 furs of varied color and size and gave them over for the comfort of the men and women, the oils she had no use for..in her mind that was a slave thing and promptly given over to Katrina, poor slave..The soaps well she made sure a tub was placed in a private location for at least the women and children to have some extra comfort. Cyanni herself was ocd when it came to keeping clean. The quarter ton of wood was donated for whatever they had a need for. She knew it took a lot for all of them to leave the squalid splendor that was their Home, but sometimes change was necessary.

There was the next generation to consider, it was imperative to keep them safe, and well educated in the ways of old so when the torch was passed to them, they did not make the same mistakes that those they left behind in Kar had made. Cloth on the bolt would be divided between the women. As far as she knew..there wasn't a seamstress in the bunch..they would have to make do with what skill they had when it came to sewing and mending. It took Cyanni awhile before she went from her heavy robes to lighter ones and then finally to a sari..it was only this morning that she had shed the last veil because of the heat. It was then she broke down and cried, muttering as she opened crates, words that would make even the staunch and greedy pirate blush. When she came to the crate marked paga bowls..she had to laugh..it must have been heading for a den somewhere.

She motioned for Judas to help her open it while she motioned for Loki to take the chest of gems to Paris..perhaps they could be used in trade for things they needed. When she turned back around, Judas had the top of the crate pried open...but that wasn't a bowl in his hand..it was kanda..Cyanni had no idea but the men werent hearing any of it..KINGS..was her mother something more then just a simple merchant?What would Cyanni do? Order had to be upheld, The other crates marked paga bowls were opened and the same thing found, kanda..kanda ..

Judas gave her that "Your in deep shit" look..Cyanni just glared, her words falling on deaf ears. "ITS NOT MINE!!!"

List and Things, By Cranni Darkblade

::Cyanni had been busy going through the contents of the hold of her ship..under the watchful eye of course of a couple men that had been employed by her family for vars, ones she could not shake. Coming across the crates of dried fruits, of the salt and spices she directed the thralls she owned to deliver them to Lady Trinity..it would be Cy's contribution and a damn good thing she only gave that, had she been made to cook..they would have burnt offerings.

One of her guards had spotted a lone crate and opened it up, they were educated men and knew what they had. It was a case of the fabled Falarian, Cyanni had it all this time and didn't know what it as. The men would nod between themselves, their plan was to pass it off as something less and give it over to Nazarus and Ezekiel, damn suckups. Cyanni was clueless to many things. As the contents of her hold came from her mothers warehouse, all she had time for was to grab and load. At any rate Loki and Judas covered the crate of fabled wine with a tarp, later to find a way to sneek it out. The rest of the contents of the ship were taken to camp where she could go through and inventory in the light of day rather then lamp light.Delivered to Trinity's corner of the camp were the following::


dried fruit of varied kind
3 crates paga and 3 crates kalana,
small crates of cinnamon, nutmeg and black pepper
small crates of salt
3 kalana tables
34 barrels of meade, Lynette's recipe
3 crates of Bazi tea
5 bags of blackwine beans