Snippet #2501414

7,002 BRT
"Oi! What's that over tha', mate?"
"Probably just another deer, or something."
"Nop' that ain't it, friend. Unless deers naw have weapons and armor."
"Raider?"
"Ma'be, but it doesn't seem lik' it."
"Give me that"
"Tha' ya go, right ovah there, see?"
"Ah. Must be those colonists folks."
"Co'onists?"
"You really need to start reading the billboard."
"I'a do that when I lea'n how to read."

Soon, the forest scouts, or "Rabbits" as they were called by most of the guards, would send a mail bird, delivering a message to the captain of the wall guard. And from there every guard on the wall were quickly informed of the slowly arriving force that would be at there gates. Rumors had spread of these colonists, which had quickly spread over in the northern lands. And in a town of many taverns, information is something that doesn't lack.

The guards quickly oiled up any levers and pieces which were part of the gate wall elevators. Making sure the pieces were all in check and well fitted before sending a few men down. Only two of these wooden platforms, closed from every side, and now with ten in each, were currently used. The soldiers laughed and joked around, and poked fun of one of the newbies in their ranks, obviously not concerned with what could happen next. And as the platforms touched the ground, they opened the front door of the elevator, and stepped out. One men from each of the elevators pulled on the rope, notifying them that it was ready to go up.

While they waited, the guards continued with their usual jokes and their laughs, resting against the gate. Not many women were in this band, only two. But even so, most wouldn't identify them as women from their first glance. They were as muscled and large as the men, and their speech was just as unrefined as it was for most of the mercs. While the wall guard prepared for the arrival of these folks, the King's council made their own preparations. The five families have heard the rumors, and although most rumors were just ridiculous tales coming from the mind of a drunken traveller, this one seemed too coherent to be so. And from the messages of some scouts, it seemed to possibly be correct. But, from what the current message - relayed to the council members by the captain of the wall guard - had stated, the Kohla familiy seemed to be familiar with these people. A few of the same species lived in the city, and the mother of the current heads of the Kohla guild beared resemblence to them.

Te'Zhar sighed, carefully placing the message on a table next to him, and getting up from his seat. Calmly, he placed a black leather bind book back on one of the many shelves of this private library of his. He was about to make his way to the wall, to investigate this situation. But of course, Isidora was not one to let her brother go anywhere without her knowing.

"Te'Zharrrrr, where are you going?"
"Wall."
"Whyyyy?"
"Council duties."
"Which one is thisssss?"
"Unknown party."
"Great! Let's go!"

He shruged and moved along, knowing well enough that it was impossible to convince his sibling of doing otherwise. And so, taking her sword off of its mount, she happily followed her older sibling.

Not long after, they were on the wall. This unknown party had already arrived, from the looks of it. Although anyone on top of the wall wouldn't be able to understand what was going on. Down on the ground, the soldiers were chuckling a bit - they found the way these people were armored hilarious. And then one of them spoke.

"Gara'aytaeenaga. Wa'ay ackra da'ay Vladaminsky Kinagada'oma. Wa'ay ca'oma'ay eena pa'ayca'ay. Ta'ayk osa da oo'ayock Keenaga."

Once again, they laughed. One of them - which was too big to be human - even wiping a tear of their eye. They found their language ridiculous, and of course this lead them to laugh. The only one not laughing was the newbie, which was visibly nervous. One of the soldiers gave him a pat on the back, trying to calm him down. "Ay! Calm down, hatchling." Now, the soldiers had no idea what these people were saying, and even though they were sure that their language would be alien to them, they responded. "We have no clue whatcha' sayin', stranger."

But, to their luck, someone had come down the elevator, a random messenger, who promptly delivered a message to one of their soldiers. After reading half of the message, he walked up to the man who had just spoken, delivering the message to him. The second half of the letter was written in Shadonian, it had a few errors, but was readable.

"What is your business with Akernum?"

Of course, the messenger also walked up to this man, holding up an ink bottle and a feather, awaiting a response.