River Tales ... life on my knees

The Tiger Clan move home. (Day9)

2012-02-29T17:29:00.000Z

Well, those three posts turned into five, I really should learn to pace myself lol. Oh well here is day 9 of our building.

The Tiger Clan move home. (Day8)

2012-02-29T17:07:00.000Z

Here are some more sim pictures, its really beginning to look really nice. We are almost finished now.

our new hot tub

its really taking shape now


lovely picnic on a break from building

Making Tattoo layers

2012-02-29T16:30:00.000Z

I have been busy making tattoos for marketplace. There seem to be lots of tattoos for girls declaring them property but none for boys so i made my own. I like them. they can be found Here at The RiverAiry Touch

I am in the process of making FuckToy and Chew Toy. I also want to work on a Property of Tattoo.

Happy Collaring day, my brother

2012-02-29T15:16:00.000Z

On Friday 24th February, it was Endy's first year anniversary of being collared to our chain. (How many master's can boast owning the same slave for over a year, never lone two of them?)
Our master took us out dancing in celebration and we went to The Cat's Meow Lounge Bar We had a lovely time and our master looked handsome in his tux, endy looked elegant in his suit and so did I, just dont look down at our feet. (these slaves don't own shoes)
We were joined later by Lillia who looked fabulous in her red slit to the waist dress.

Here are the pictures.

Care to dance, my lil moonbeam

add a twirl

taking to the stage

master entertaining us


My turn now

twirl around the dancefloor

dipping low


dancing slow

its been a few days

2012-02-29T14:13:00.002Z

Sorry, it’s been a few days since I posted. So this is the first of maybe three posts. We are still on earth. Gor is just not as much fun as it has been in the past. I am so sick of meeting people that think they know all about Gor but have Never read one book. Yes, I know that the books are badly written and contradictory in many places but we are playing a game based on them. So read them before claiming to be Gorean!

On my one venture into Gor in the past three weeks I was met by a slave girl that didn’t see the harm in me telling her my Master’s name! A slave would never speak his or her Master’s name. There are so many ways to let someone know who owns you. You can write the name on a piece of parchment, draw the letters in the dirt or sand, wet your finger and draw the letters on a wall. Or the easiest of all, point to your collar that is engraved with your Master’s name and emote it.

(River points to the steel band locked around his throat which bares the inscription, River, property of Franziskus Ninetails. “This is my Master,” he says as he lifts his chin so that the master can see more clearly.)

We debated the why nots for a while and then I lost patience, told her to read a damn book and tp’d out. I haven’t been back since, other than to check our house.

On the subject of our house, it seems the role-players of Gor seem to be incapable of reading the words, PRIVATE HOME AND SAFE ZONE. For those of you that don’t understand these words they mean. Keep the fuck out. We don’t come into your house, don’t come into ours. What makes the intrusions more annoying is that they are obviously occ. Our house is protected by two sleen, Fluffy 1 and Fluffy 2. As they both attack at the same time, how can anyone stand still long enough to pick a lock. Also its only internal doors that are being picked so they are tp’ing in. I now send them note cards demanding the role play and if I don’t get one, I am banning them from our parcel. Fuck them, if they can’t follow simple sim rules then I don’t have time for them.

NLS has turned out to be pointless. As my master has pointed out in the past, everyone is so busy harvesting that they forget the idea is that you role play trading. You still get slave girls in their finest silks digging for gold or mining salt. We were the only people on our cluster that stuck to our allocated crops. For everything else we bought and traded goods for. As no one ever bought from us anyway, the market was burned down read it Here.

On other news, it seems that Corcyrus has finally sank into the Thassa. I have to say, I am so pleased that it has. My master built an amazing sim for nothing and had it slapped back in his face. So, goodbye and good riddance. May you never rise again and I hope your owner lost a fortune. (slaps his own hand, “Bitch.”)

That is it for this post. See you again later.

dancing builders

2012-02-20T18:30:00.001Z

Went to Tabor OOC dance last night. We have not spent much time IC lately, we have spent lots of time at home at Singer building. And we have spent time Role playing on earth, living our lives with people that want us around.
Anyway, here are the photos from the dance.

playing with gimp

2012-02-20T10:17:00.000Z

I am slowly figuring out how to use gimp. Changing pictures seems to be a lot easier than photoshop so far.


playing with canvas textures


I'm a cartoon!

The Tiger Clan move home. (Day 4,5,6)

2012-02-19T13:59:00.000Z

Due to My Master having to work long hours the past couple of days, and Endy working long hours too, not much has been done on the sim. So I just took some photos of places that were finished or close to being finished.
enjoy.

Day 4

a place for river


dancing area from afar

A place for river from afar

cuddle off sim island

more overall view

Endy's stonehenge


from way out


From the side

so pretty

saying goodnight


contemplating life

Day 5

living room

comfy

living room

bedroom

washing away the dirt

repaying the favour

kissing goodnight


nini day 5

Day 6

roses round the door

add a path

pretty garden

add a cuddle spot


build a beach

walking on the beaches

looking at the peaches

up on a hill

add a camp fire

The Tiger Clan move home.(day 3)

2012-02-17T19:08:00.000Z

Day three of our move and things are beginning to look good. Still a lot to do though. I think we should sink some more of the land but really that is up to our master to decide. The way i see it is the less land we have, the less prims we need to decorate it. Anyway, here we go with day three's pictures.

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adding a cuddle island

from the side

further out

add a deck

add some trees

a place for river

bit further out

add some decking

and a nice towel


add a bridge

stonehenge

putting it in the right place

textured to look nice

bring in the druids

add some trees

and a cuddle spot

cue the sunset

resting now

watching the sun go down

The Tiger Clan move home. (day two)

2012-02-17T08:22:00.000Z

So, after some more building, its beginning to take shape and look more like home.
all I can say is thank god for sculpty makers. lol.

making a mountain path

building the waterfall

overall view to see what he waterfall looked like


top of the waterfall


decided it needed something else


add some rock texture


not quite there yet

looking much better

relocating our dance grotto

making sure its in the right place

looking good there

add a gateway

match the texture

just right for sunset

checking the poses

Dancing builders winding down after a hard days work.

The Tiger Clan move home. (day one)

2012-02-15T23:42:00.002Z

We decided that the Tiger Clan needed more room and more privacy. (Don't you just hate it when people that are sharing a sim with you build ugly buildings that tower over your property.)
Well, we have taken the plunge and rented a sim, 6999L$ a week.

We found a lovely island sim called Singer and have created Tiger's Song of Light and Shadow. Our Master build a lovely new house, soon to be found on his Marketplace and placing that first, the rest of the sim is being built around it. Here are day one's photos.

us in our building gear

making the frame work to the house

all the framework is a sculpt, makes a lot less prims needed


finished house. placed on top of a hill

start of the hidden grotto

grotto again


making the rock sculpt for the waterfall and entrance to the grotto

inside the grotto

inside grotto

lotus and lights


view into the grotto before waterfall goes in

view from afar

the lagoon

sim from way out, really to show the map

another angle of the terraforming

the lagoon at sunset

a little more landscaping


add some colour to the ocean and some waves

terrace by the lagoon

another view of the terrace house and grotto

view from the terrace

view from the top deck

tired building boys

FIRE! FIRE!

2012-02-15T17:34:00.000Z

Ole Grumpy, sits back on the dock, bota of paga in his hand. It’s been very quiet since Franzi and his two boys went on their travels. He sits back and picks his toes a bit, then lifts his arse and farts. He doesn’t know why he stays at the dock, watching over the merchant’s stall. Probably cus he has been doing it for so long, he can’t think of anywhere else he should be. He takes another long swig of his paga and leans back enjoying the sunshine.
He heaves a sigh, at least when Franzi’s sluts are around he has something nice to look at, even if they do tease him mercilessly. He smacks his lips a bit and gets up, wandering over to the snack bar. The fire is out so he bends down and lights it, then drops a pan on the stove intending to make himself something to eat. Instead his eyes rest on a bottle of Kalana wine and he reaches for that instead.
He carries it back over to the market stalls and sits under the shade. He pulls the stopper out with his teeth and sniffs it. It smells a little sour, as if it has turned. He checks the label and grunts; it’s from the local wine maker. He sniffs it again and shrugs, taking a big mouthful.
He leans back in the sun and contemplates his life. It’s been a long time since he had a companion; she left him when his love of paga became more for his love for her. For a moment he feels regret. Regret for letting the one woman he had loved to walk away. Regret that she had taken his three sons and daughter with her.
For a moment he wonders what became of them then he shakes it away.
He finishes off the wine and belches loudly, tossing the bottle aside before reaching again for his paga. He finishes the bota then gets drunkenly to his feet, staggering over to the snack bar and going behind the counter. He grabs a large jug and then fills it from the keg. Sipping it he doesn’t notice that he knocks a cloth onto the stove. He staggers back over to the market stalls and sits down again, taking mouthful after mouthful of the fiery paga. “Might do some fishing,” he says drunkenly to himself but he doesn’t move. He can’t be bothered. He fumbles around in his clothes, looking for his pipe. Finally he finds it and lifts it up triumphantly. It’s already packed so he sticks it in his mouth then starts to fumble around again, looking for a sulphur stick. Finally he finds one and he scrapes it on the wooden boards of the marketplace until it finally fizzles and produces a flame. He holds it to the bowl of his pipe, sucking over and over till the weed inside it catches light, then he haphazardly tosses the still lit stick over his shoulder.
Ole Grumpy hadn’t always been Ole Grumpy. He was a handsome man once, even owned a girl of his own before he met his beloved companion. He had sold her to pay for a home for them both. He wondered what had happened to the voluptuous redhead. He had got a good price for her from a passing red caste that wanted a slut to pass away the nights on the road. He hoped she was happy, she was a good girl. What was her name? He shook the memory of his pretty slut away, tucking it in the same place as he kept the memories of his companion and children.
He sucked on his pipe, leaning back against the stall, just puffing and puffing, watching the day pass by.
The sun began to lull him gently into a peaceful state, conspiring with all the paga and Kalana wine he had consumed to lead him into a false sense of security. His eyes grew heavier and heavier and his head nodded forward. His pipe dropped from his mouth and a loud snore slipped out from his withered lips.
In the snack bar the rep cloth smouldered slowly on the stove, catching light in the dry heat. The flames began to spread, catching easily to the dry wooden construction. They ate at the frame, and the parchment menus growing fiercer and fiercer until they were roaring out of control.
A light breeze spread the flames, sending embers through the air till they caught the market stalls and trading hall. They started to consume all they touched while Ole Grumpy lay in his drunken stupor. Before long Franzi’s trading post and market were blazing, Ole Grumpy, lost in the flames, too drunk to realise he was even in danger.

The Trip pt 3

2012-02-15T17:18:00.000Z

River’s arse throbbed from the caning as he curled on his side staring into the darkness. The kennel Master had said he wouldn’t be there long but it already felt like an eternity. He rested his head on the crook of his arm and closed his eyes. There was nothing he could do but try to sleep. His belly rumbled and he realised he hadn’t eaten anything in over twenty four hours. Again, there was nothing he could do to change that. All he could hope for was that someone remembered to feed him in the morning. He shifted on the rough woollen blanket, trying to get comfortable in the stuffiness of the kennel. He looked around now that his eyes were getting used to the darkness. It was a plain room. Other cages were lined up and piled on top of each other and he could hear movements but no one spoke, probably warned to silence, he thought to himself. His eyes travelled up the walls to the narrow windows that ran the length of every wall, noticing that there was no glass in them. He smothered an ironic laugh. Now that is what he called air conditioning. He wriggled on the blanket again and hissed as the welts on his arse brushed the fabric. He closed his eyes, tired, as the jet lag began to hit him. Soft snoring came from one of the cages somewhere above him and he found it strangely comforting.

A bright beam of sunlight streaming through the window, right onto his face woke him up and he tried to stretch, sighing as his feet hit the end of the cage. He was hungry, he needed to pee and his mouth was dry, but he knew enough not to call out for attention. He just had to wait like the other boys in the kennels. He looked up as he heard someone shift above him. The upper cage had been empty when he had been locked in the lower one. Some more boys must have arrived during the night. He laid for what seemed hours before the door finally opened and a short dark haired boy came in dressed only in a loin cloth, pushing a trolley with a pot on it and some plain wooden bowls. He never spoke, just started to ladle a thick greyish substance into the bowls. He then started to push the bowls through slots in the cages and River gulped as one was pushed in to him. He looked into the bowl and swallowed the bile that rose in his throat. He looked up at the boy, a question in his eyes. The boy just nodded towards the bowl and mimed eating with his fingers. River looked into the bowl again then back up at the slave. He shook his head no, and pushed the bowl back at him. The slave boy smiled, and then pushed the bowl back again, miming again to eat. As he did, he reached over and picked up a cane, showing it to River. He smiled again and again mimed eating with his fingers.

River swallowed again and took a deep breath. He dipped his fingers into the thick gruel and brought it to his mouth, touching it with his tongue. The boy nodded to him again and tapped the cane to his leg impatiently and River thrust his fingers into his mouth and almost gagged at the bland flavour and thick gooey texture. The boy crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes fixed on River. So River took a deep breath and began to scoop the gruel into his mouth, swallowing as fast as he could, just wanting feeding time to be over. Satisfied that River was now eating, the boy moved on, handing a bowl up to the occupant of the cage above him, and again having use the cane as a threat.

River wiped his fingers around the bowl, cleaning it out. It might not taste good, but it was filling and after 24 hours of having nothing at all, it was welcomed. River watched the breakfast boy as he went from cage to cage, most of the time the occupants accepted the food. It was only now and then that the cane was raised in warning.

He finished licking out his bowl, knowing that it would be expected of him and then placed it in the slot so that it might be taken back and laid back down. He heaved a sigh, already a whole day of his holiday had gone. He lay on his back staring at the roof of his cage wondering how long he would spend waiting for his Master or Endy to arrive. A sharp poke in his ribs brought him back and his face dropped.

“You got to be kidding me!” he exclaimed as the breakfast boy pushed an empty bottle to him through the bars.

The boy frowned and got a tag from his trolley and tied it to the bars of River’s cage. He nodded to the bottle and then stood with his arms crossed, waiting.

River got up onto his knees, best he could and held the bottle to his penis. His face burned bright red as he released his bladder, watched intently by breakfast boy. He passed the bottle back and the boy tagged it and placed it on the bottom of the trolley, alongside some others. The boy then turned back to him and lifted the tag on his cage so that he could read it. River groaned.

Punishment for speaking without permission in kennel

River nodded acknowledgement of the words and the boy smiled nastily. River got the distinct impression that he enjoyed his chore immensely. He rolled onto his back hissing as he brushed against his already sore arse. Great, he thought to himself. Now his Master would be pissed at him, two punishments in less than 24 hours! He sighed, make that three, he thought. There was no way he wasn’t going to get a beating from his Master for this. One he might have overlooked but two! “I wonder how Endy is doing,” he muttered to himself under his breath. “Silence,” he hissed to himself and slapped his own hand. He stifled a giggle and lay back down to wait.

It was amazing how slow time went when you were locked in a cage and River had plenty of time to consider what his Master might look like. He closed his eyes and started to daydream, the same one he always had. Where he turned up at his Master’s house in Germany and knelt before him, begging to be his house boy. A throat clearing caught his attention and he opened his eyes and was captured by two stunning hazel eyes staring at him. River scrambled to his knees and lowered his head. He was just as he imagined he would be. His shaggy hair reached his collar and a smile played on his lips. His eyes sparkled as he drank in the body of what was going to be his. He reached for the label and read it. He tutted and shook his head a little then he smiled again.

“Hello my lil Sunshine,” he said in his smooth German accent, sending shivers down River’s spine. “It’s good to see you at last in the flesh.”

River stammered and whispered. “Greetings my Master; I hope your journey was pleasant.”

Franzi smiled. “It was my lil sunshine, now where is my lil moonbeam?” he looked up to the cage above River. “Ah there you are my lil moonbeam. Do you have a tag too?” he smiled. “Well at least I have one good boy.” He took a key from his pocket and unlocked Endy’s cage, holding his hand out to help him out. It was the first look River got of his Chain brother and he smiled seeing that Endy too sported a few welts on his backside. Franzi gathered his second boy into his arms and hugged him tightly, squeezing his ass cheeks as he did. He indicated for Endy to kneel by his feet and turned his attention back to River. “Now, my lil sunshine, what am I going to do with you? Seems that you have been a naughty boy, Hmm?”

“Sorry, my Master,” River said softly. “I didn’t mean to be.”

Franzi smiled. “I know, my lil sunshine, so we get someone to come and punish you then we take you home and I will teach you to be a good boy in future, do you agree?”

River nodded, knowing he really didn’t have a choice. “Please may your boy greet you?” he asked softly. He bit his lip and kept his head low. It was strange; he suddenly had the urge to cry. He had put disappointment in his Master’s eyes and it ... it hurt.

Franzi smiled and put the key in the lock and with a loud click the door opened. River looked up to him. “Thank you, my Master,” he said and crawled out of the cage, kneeling before his Master for the first time.

Franzi put his hand on the back of his head and gripped his hair, pulling him forward so that his face was buried in his denim clad crotch. River groaned loudly and rubbed his nose deeply, inhaling his Master for the first time in real life. “I am so happy you are here, my Master,” he said, his words muffled by his Master’s groin. He kissed over his Master’s hardening penis, moving his mouth over the tight denim of his jeans. Franziskus groaned and pulled the eager slave from him.

“You need to stop, my lil sunshine. You will have me cumming in my pants if you keep that up.” Franziskus ruffled River’s hair with affection. “Now my lil sunshine we need to see what punishment the kennel Master has in store for you.

River looked up at his Master, his eyes moist. “I am sorry, my Master,” he said truthfully.

Franzi nodded and smiled, showing his boy that he wasn’t really angry with him. “Come my boys,” he said with authority. He led the two boys into the Kennel Master’s office, where the Kennel Master sat; his booted feet up on his desk. The breakfast boy knelt by the side of his chair, writing on a note pad as his Master dictated to him.

The Master grinned when he saw Franzi enter with his boys in tow. “I see you found what is yours,” he said swinging his feet off onto the floor.

“Aye,” Franzi said returning his grin. “My lil sunshine and lil moonbeam seem happy enough to see me.” He held the tag out. “I believe my lil sunshine has to be punished.”

The kennel Master took the label from his hand and nodded. He looked over his shoulder at the boy, who was still kneeling by the side of the chair. “Explain,” he growled.

The boy gulped and replied in a low voice. “He spoke without permission, my Master. So I tagged him.”

The kennel Master glared at River and growled. “Did you speak?”

River nodded, biting his lip. “Please may I speak Master?” he said softly.

The kennel Master raised an eyebrow and looked to Franzi. “He is your boy,” he said.

Franzi considered for a moment. “Aye my lil sunshine, you may speak.”

River swallowed and his eyes darted to his chain brother who was kneeling silently by his side, watching with wide blue, slightly panicked eyes. He looked up to the Kennel Master and then to his Master. “This boy begs forgiveness, my Master. I didn’t mean to speak. I was taken by surprise when I was handed the bottle to ... to relieve myself in. This boy is very sorry and will strive to be more obedient in future.” He hung his head and waited.

“My boy can be a bit over zealous,” the Kennel Master said smiling. “I think I will have to retrain him, but as your boy has been tagged, he must be punished.” The Kennel Master went to his desk and opened a drawer then returned to stand in front of River. “Open!” he growled and River opened his mouth as wide as he could. The Master pushed a ball gag into his mouth and secured it behind his head, locking it with a small padlock. He handed the key to Franzi. “Four hours,” he said, looking to Franzi for his approval.

“Four hours,” Franzi repeated. “What do you say to the Kennel Master, my lil sunshine?”

River groaned through the gag, “mmank oou, mafter,” he tried to say. The gag had only been in place a few minutes and already his jaw was beginning to ache and drool was already dripping down over his chin.

The Kennel Master folded his arms across his chest. “Welcome to Cabot Island. If you need anything, just ask. Did they give you a map and list of facilities?”

“Yes, thank you,” Franzi replied, tapping his chest pocket. “Well we will take our leave, Sir,” he said. “Come my boys, heel me.”

Endy whispered, “Yes, my Master.”

River mumbled through his gag, and fell into his place at his Master’s left heel and they stepped out into the bright sunshine. River blinked, seeing the village for the first time in daylight. It was very like the villages that were in Secondlife, probably built purposely to emulate them. He looked over at Endy, who was looking very pale and nervous. Their eyes met, and River nodded to him as the hurried after their Master who was striding down the main street.

“May beast take you somewhere, Master?”

Franzi paused at the sound of the voice and looked around. A well muscled young man knelt in the dusty road, his wrists chained to the bars of a rickshaw. He was nude except for a steel collar around his neck and bells locked around his ankles. His mousy brown hair had been cut short and his head protected from the harsh sun by a wide brimmed straw hat hat. Franzi climbed into the back of the rickshaw. “Bungalow 1875,” he said and leaned back to enjoy the ride. As the boy stood, River gulped and nudged Endy, pointing to the beast’s rump. There on his right arse cheek was a deep brand. Both boys gave a small whimper, unable to tear their eyes from it. Franzi noticed the boys staring and followed their line of sight. He hid a smile. “Keep up, Mine,” he ordered as the boy took off jogging down the road, pulling the rickshaw behind him.

Endy and River started to jog after their Master, trying to keep up with the boy. It wasn’t long before both of them were panting. River gripped to his side as a stitch started to build up. Gagged as he was it was hard to breath. He sucked air desperately through his nose. Endy seemed to be fairing no better, he seemed to be as out of condition as River was. Just as he thought he could not take another step the boy stopped.

“Bungalow 1875, Master,” the boy said, stopping jogging as suddenly as he had started. River bent over, as he tried to catch his breath, his hand pressed into his side. Endy stood to the side, his chest heaving. His face was flushed as red as River was sure his was.

Franzi climbed out and looked at his two exhausted boys in dismay. The rickshaw beast had hardly broken a sweat and was not panting at all. He frowned at them both. “I think we need to do some training while we are here, don’t you, Mine?” he growled. He walked up to the door of what was their accommodation for the duration of their stay and opened it. He indicated with his head for his boys to enter and then followed them inside waving the boy and his rickshaw away first.

The bungalow was divided into two rooms. The first, biggest room was a joint living and sleeping area. A big bed dominated one side, adorned with iron rings for attaching chains, and underneath it was a narrow cage. There was a soft couch down the other end, next to a huge picture window that gave a spectacular view of the surrounding tropical landscape. “Nice,” Franzi said as he took in the view then looked around the bungalow, making note of the rings set into the wall and the frameworks that stood against the walls for easy use. “To my crotch, Mine,” he said, standing with his legs shoulder width apart. Both of his boys dived forward and fell to their knees both pressing their noses into his groin and rubbing their faces to his hardness. He gripped both of their hair in his fists, forcing their faces further into him, groaning as Endy’s eager mouth moved over his shape, trying to suck him through the fabric.

The scent of his Master made River whimper, all he was able to do was watch as his chain brother did what he wished he could, but with the gag all he could do was nose his Master.

“To the bed, Mine,” Franzi growled arousal obvious in his tone. “Bend over side by side, arses in the air.” The two boys hurried to obey him, laying side by side their lovely rumps on display for their Master’s pleasure. He walked up behind them, unbuckling his belt as he did. He undid his jeans and pulled out his manhood, which was already solid. He moaned softly as he stroked himself. He had been looking forward to this moment for so long. He stroked his hand over the rump of his blond slut, a shiver of excitement rippling through him as he felt the boy shudder from the pain of the welts on his ass. He turned his attention to his brunette, repeating his actions. His cock jumped as the brunette also shuddered when he touched his welts. “So, my boys,” he said pulling his belt free from his jean loops. “What am I seeing on your asses?”

River whimpered audibly unable to answer because of the gag. “Welts, my Master,” Endy said quietly, a small tremble in his voice.

“My lil sunshine?” Franzi said. “What do I see on your ass?”

River made a pained noise in the back of his throat. “Umnphn ny mnafa.” He shivered and gripped the sheets of the bed.

Franzi sighed, and shook his head. “My boys, my boys, what should I do with you? Endy, why was you punished?”

The brunette groaned loudly. “I spoke your name, my Master. When I arrived, they asked, Master’s name and I replied without thinking. Forgive me, my Master.”

Franzi nodded. “And you, my lil sunshine?” He sighed again as he remembered that his boy was gagged. “Ah well, “he said. “I know why, I was given a full report when I arrived.” He rubbed his chin, thinking. “Three strokes of my belt each, I think for being punished.” He paused briefly then said. “Plus three more for my lil sunshine for being punished a second time.” He bent his belt double. “Endy,” he said, “count nice and loudly for your brother.”

The Trip pt 2

2012-02-08T17:53:00.002Z

River had lost all track of time.

The wagon was uncomfortably hot and seemed to find every bump and pothole in the road. He thanked god that he hadn’t drank much all day and had very good bladder control. He had seen more than one of the chained boys, whimper and give in to nature. Maybe that was why they were being shipped naked; the fact that the Masters knew that there would be accidents on the journey. The wagon suddenly jerked and River was thrown forward, or would have been if he hadn’t been secured, another precaution maybe? He rearranged himself on the hard wooden bench. As he looked up he saw Jonathan looking at him in concern. He gave him a small smile and that seemed to be enough as the bigger man leaned back against the wagon side again and closed his eyes.

Suddenly the tarpaulin of the wagon was ripped open and a man sporting a tough leather kilt and chest straps climbed on board. His brown hair was shoulder length and tied back in a neat ponytail and his goatee beard was immaculately shaped.

“Listen to me sluts,” he bellowed, slapping a quirt against his hand. “You are now going to be transported over to the island. Once there you will be catalogued and assigned to your areas. Those of you that are island sluts will be taken into the village and auctioned off to the local businessmen. Those of you that are privately owned will be kennelled until your Masters collect you. Simon,” he barked and the slave that had secured them fell to his knees before him. “Unchain them and mark them as they disembark. Red for village sluts, blue for private owned, you have the list?”

Simon lifted a rolled up parchment for his Master to see. “I have it here, My Master,” he said.

The Master nodded approvingly. “Then get to it, Mine. I want to be left here in the next 30 minutes. The Master stepped down from the wagon and Simon suddenly changed again into the authoritarian he had been before he had arrived.

“Jonathan,” he said. “Release the sluts.” He stood up very tall and in a commanding voice said. “You will get off in an orderly fashion, single file. You will confirm to me your slave name and I will mark you and the list with your position.” He paused, “Remember, this list tells me if you are private or village slut, so don’t think you can lie to me and not be discovered.”

River was the third slave called forward. He followed the lead of the boys that had gone before him and knelt at the Head boy’s feet.

“Ownership,” Simon growled.

“Private,” River replied softly. “My Master is due to arrive ....”

“Did I ask about when your Master was due?” Simon snapped. River couldn’t help but cringe back at the boy’s tone. “No one cares what you know or think you know,” Simon continued. “You will have to learn to obey boy.” Simon put a swipe of blue across River’s chest. He then picked up a green stick and drew a green line parallel to it and then under that he put a black line. River looked down curious, not having seen anyone else marked in such a way.

He chewed his bottom lip and then said, “Might this one speak, Head Boy?” He kept his tone low and respectful hoping that he would not anger the boy again.

Simon looked down at him for a few moments then nodded. “Speak boy,” he said in a softer tone, appeased by the respect that River was giving him.

“May this one know what the colours mean Head Boy?” he asked softly.

Simon pointed to the blue line. “This means you are a private slave,” he said. “This one,” he said pointing to the green line, “tells the Master’s that you need to see a green because of your asthma. And this one,” he said pointing to the black line, “means that you are in need of punishment.”

“Punishment!” River repeated in shock. “What did I do, Head Boy? I am sorry, I am a good boy. I will be good. ”

Simon lifted his hand cutting River off. “Too late boy,” he said his tone not entirely unkind. “It is a lesson you must learn. A Master only wants to know what he has asked. Three stripes on your arse will serve to remind you in future. “

River hung his head, his mind in a whirl. Three stripes, three stripes with what, a belt, a cane, a ... whip? “Yes, Head boy,” River whispered. Suddenly he felt his heart start to race. What would his Master say if he arrived to find that he had been punished?

“River.”

River looked up at the boy that had decided that he needed punishing and swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat.

Simon squatted down in front of him. “It’s not personal,” he said in a tone only River could hear. “You will thank me. Three stripes now are better than a full beating further down the road.” He gave River a small smile. “Now get out before I add three more.” He grinned to show that he was joking but River wasn’t taking the risk and jumped to his feet and out of the truck. He was shocked to see how dark it was. It had been about 11am when he had stepped out of the airport. Now it must be ... he had no idea what time it was. The hair on the back of his neck stood up and he dropped to his knees, his eyes locked to the ground and a pair of sandaled feet appeared in front of him.

“Display,” a gruff voice said and River snapped into position, jumping to his feet with his legs spread and his hands on his head. “Pretty,” said the Master that called Simon his. A thick finger traced the three lines on his chest. “Above deck,” the voice growled and the finger that was once dallying on his chest was now joined by four others and fastened roughly in his hair. His head was pushed down and then was marched, unable to lift his head to see where he was going, across the rough ground and up a gangplank. River stifled a cry as he was shoved head first into a crate and the door slammed shut. Unable to turn around he was forced to stay facing with his back to the door and his head almost touching the floor. He licked his parched lips. Every moment that passed made him think that this was a bad idea. Why couldn’t he and Endy just meet Franzi in Germany or in France, meet in a neutral place and decide if they wanted to do this. The boat gave a jerk and in the pitch blackness of his crate River shivered with fear and trepidation. “Please be there, My Master,” he whispered in the darkness. “I’m scared.”

Alone in the dark with only the rise and fall of the ocean as his company River had no choice but to wait, his shaking had subsided and he had resigned himself to his situation. He tried to understand the reasoning behind the rough treatment, it was meant to be a holiday but so far there was nothing that was remotely enjoyable about the whole trip. He had begun to feel a bit sick, even closing his eyes never helped. The box was humid and airless and his muscles were beginning to cramp. He tried to picture in his head his Master. He had seen old pictures of him but nothing recent. The ones he had seen were very reminiscent of his second life avatar tall, thin and handsome. Outside of his packing case he could hear people moving about, laughing and joking but he couldn’t see anything or hear anything clearly. He shuddered, if this was above deck what was it like below? He hoped he would never find out.

It seemed an eternity till the motion of the boat stopped. Again he heard people moving around, shouting, and laughing. He heard cracks of leather hitting soft flesh then yelps of pain and he whimpered to himself remembering the black mark on his chest. The door of his prison opened as abruptly as it had closed and a hand gripped his ankle and pulled him out. It was still dark and flickering torches lit the night sky. He lay still between the feet of the Master not knowing what to do, only knowing from gut instinct to keep his mouth shut.

“Welcome to Talbot Island precious,” the Master growled. It was not Simon’s Master, this Master was short and stocky with short cropped blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. A smile played on his lips as he traced the black line on River’s chest. “Are you a trouble maker slut?” he asked.

River wet his lips nervously. “N... No Master,” he stammered. “I am a good slut.”

The Master frowned. “You say you are a good slut yet you have a punishment mark. Do you tell lies also slut?”

River began to shake. “No Master,” he said pleadingly, “this slut doesn’t lie, this slut misunderstood an instruction, he is being taught to listen better.” River looked up with liquid eyes from between the Master’s legs hoping that the Master would believe him and not be too hard on him.

The Master laughed and reached down and ruffled his hair. “I am playing with you boy, I know why you are marked.” He held up the inventory that Simon had worked from. “Good for you that you tell the truth boy, if you had lied to me your punishment would have been much more. “The Master stepped back. “On your feet, boy.” He waited patiently knowing that the boy had been cramped for the past few hours. River got to his feet and stood with his head lowered and hand clasped behind his back, one knee flexed and his body straight. The Master walked around him appraising his appearance. “Your Master will be pleased I think,” he said with a smile. “Now heel, boy. You do know how to heel?” he raised an eyebrow waiting for an answer.

“This boy knows how to heel Master,” River answered in a low subservient tone.

“Good,” the Master said and walked off not checking to see if River was following, just knowing that he would be. River followed close to the man’s heel, his hands held firmly behind his back. His eyes darted from side to side taking in the sights, the whole village was lit with flickering torches, giving it a mystical, even romantic atmosphere. He almost tripped as his bare foot hit a step and he had to catch himself. He followed the Master up the steps and through the doors into a green room. “Nadu,” the Master barked and River dropped to his knees recognising the gorean word for kneel. He looked around him, though it looked very medieval he knew that there would be modern day medicines and equipment hidden from view. A Master dressed in a green tunic and brown leggings stepped from behind a curtain and greeted the blond Master with genuine friendship, then he looked down at River.

“Nice,” he said appraisingly. He raised an eyebrow at the thick black line drawn on River’s chest but said nothing. “What is your name”? He asked thumbing through some papers.

“River, Master,” River replied.

The Green looked at him then back at his papers. “Asthma?” He said. It was more of a statement than a question, so River kept his mouth shut. “Do you have your inhalers?” He asked.

River bit his bottom lip. “They are in my luggage, Master.” He then added. “My hand luggage that is, Master.”

“We will get them to you,” the Healer said. He picked up his stethoscope. “Display!” he growled and River snapped into position. He nodded his approval then pressed his instrument to River’s chest. “Deep breath,” he said, dis-compassionately. River inhaled. “Again,” the healer snapped again and again River inhaled and held it before exhaling again. The healer pulled his stethoscope out of his ears and scribbled something on his notes. He stood back and looked at River. “How do you feel?” he asked.

River, nodded. “I feel okay now, Master, I ... I panicked a bit,” he said lowering his head in shame.

The healer nodded. “Understandable,” he said. “Your first time?”

River nodded.

“The slaves always come back,” the healer said as if that was an important point. He looked River in the eyes. “You are fine, if you have any problems, have your Master bring you back.” He took a green pen and drew a symbol on his shoulder, just above the three lines that were already there.

“Please Master,” River said, “what does that mean?”

The healer grinned. “It means that you can be punished.”

River gulped and lowered his head, nodding in acknowledgement of his words.

“Now go outside and find the nearest Master,” the healer said. “Show him your black mark.”

River broke his position and nodded. “Yes Master,” he whimpered and hurried to comply.

He stepped outside of the infirmary and looked around him. He felt vulnerable and lost and he wrapped his arms around his body, looked to the ground, closing his eyes as he tried to settle his nerves. He felt the Master’s presence before he even opened his eyes and he dropped to his knees, keeping his head down.

“Why are you uncaged boy?” the gruff voice asked.

River stammered as he answered, “I ... I ... was in the infirmary, Master.” He said in a low voice. “He told me to get out and find a Master to ... “ he paused not wanting to say but knowing that the marks on his chest already told the story to the Master standing over him. “Punish me,” he finished, his voice dropping even lower.

“Look at me,” the Master demanded and River looked up, his eyes scared. “The man standing in front of him was not as big as some of the other Master’s he had seen but he had an air of authority that was instantly recognisable. His shoulder length mousy coloured hair was dragged back in a ponytail and secured with a leather thong. He crossed his arms across his bare chest and devoured River with his eyes. “Get up,” he demanded. “And heel.” He strode off and River jumped to his feet and hurried after him, almost running to keep up with his long strides. The Master strode up to a building and opened the door. He indicated with his head for River to enter and then followed him inside.

The room was very basic. A wooden desk and a heavy red padded chair stood on one side of the room and a large book case on the other next to a heavy looking carved wooden door. Thick chains with cuffs hung from the wall and a spanking horse stood to the side. River swallowed and automatically knelt. The Master went behind his desk and sat down, leaning back and putting his boots onto the desk. He shuffled some papers till he found what he seemed to be looking for and then he looked at River, not disguising his lust. “Slave name?” he said in a low growl.

River shuddered at the tone and kept his head down. “River, Master,” he said softly.

“Master’s name?” the man demanded and River began to shiver slightly. His mind went into overtime. He had been taught not to say his Master’s name under any circumstances. In SL Gor, he had simply pointed to his collar and emoted it being carved with his Master’s name. But here ... here he didn’t have that luxury. His mind whirled and he bit his lip before whispering. “I am forbidden to speak my Master’s name.” He closed his eyes then opened them again as the blow he had been expecting never landed. “I can draw the pattern of his name,” he continued adding Master as an afterthought.

He shivered as the heavy boots hit the floor and the Master came up to him, standing in front of him so that they were under River’s nose. River’s hair was suddenly tussled and the Master growled, “Good boy.” River dared to look up at the man towering over him. “You would not believe how many of your brother’s fall for that. You have been trained well.”

“Thank you, Master,” River muttered.

The Master nodded. “Now kiss my feet and beg to be punished.”

Trembling, River bent forward and pushed his lips to the dusty black boots, kissing each in turn. “Please punish this boy,” he whispered.

“LOUDER BOY,” the Master bellowed.

“Please punish this boy,” River repeated, louder this time. He began to shake even more now the words had been spoken.

“Get up,” the Master said. “Bend over the horse, hold on to the straps.”

Feeling sick, River jumped to his feet and did as he had been told, taking hold of the straps that hung loosely at one end of the horse. The Master came up behind him and caressed his naked arse, feeling the shape with his hand and squeezing the cheeks slightly as if he was evaluating a purchase in a shop. River turned his head to the side and saw him pick up a cane and he made a small whimper and closed his eyes tightly, gripping hard to the straps, hoping that he didn’t embarrass his Master by twisting away from the pain.

“Five I think,” the Master said. “Do you agree boy?”

River nodded, feeling sick. “Yes, Master, “he said. “Thank you, Master.”

The Master swiped the cane through the air a couple of times, testing it, then stepped behind River. “Count nice and loudly boy,” he said uncaringly. He pulled back his arm and brought the cane down hard on River’s rump.

River cried out in pain and twisted his hips. “One,” he cried.

“Straighten up,” the Master demanded. “Or I start again.”

River held his body ridged, his breath ragged in his throat. He screamed again as the cane cut into his unprotected ass. “Two,” he gasped. “Please no more,” he begged. He cried out in pain again as the Master ignored his pleas and he whimpered. “Three.”

“Nearly done,” the Master said, reassuring him. He brought the cane down again.

“Four,” River wept. The next blow landed before he finished the word and River cried out again, his whole body trembling as he suffered the pain of his beating. “Five,” he cried.

The Master walked up to his head and stroked his hair. “Good boy,” he said softly. “Very good, boy. I will tell your Master that you were found pleasing. “

River nodded. “Yes, Master, thank you, Master,” he wept.

“Follow me.”

River stood up painfully and limped after the Master, through the carved wooden door. “This is the Kennel,” the Master said. “You will be caged here until your Master claims you.”

River nodded. “Yes, Master, thank you, Master.”

The kennel Master opened a small cage. “In you go slut.” He said not unkindly. River looked at the tiny cage and got painfully to his hands and knees and crawled inside it, he curled onto his side on the thin blanket that covered the floor. The Master gave him a smile. “Good boy” he said. “You shouldn’t be here too long. Sleep well slut.”

“Thank you, Master,” River said softly as the man walked away leaving him in darkness.

Trying outfits for the sunday dance

2012-02-05T17:38:00.000Z

I forgot that I took this. Franzi and I looking at options for the Sunday dance.

joshie's makeover

2012-01-28T19:52:00.000Z

Joshua had a make over, He looks a little young i think, but cute.

IN and OUT of CHARACTER!

2012-01-24T17:24:00.000Z

When will people ever learn the difference between IC (in character) and OOC (out of character).
Last night we were checking our market stall at Tabor East and Chance was there with his Master Will. My Master passed some pleasantries with him and we moved on, checking other stalls and having a wander before getting ready to go home. As we approached the ship we saw a lady standing there so we greeted her IC. She never answered. We greeted her again, and again we got no answer. Presuming that she had gone afk, My Master, said. “Oh maybe she is a deaf mute my boys.” And proceeded to emote, using a rough sign language to speak to her. The next thing we know, Will is up in our face, swearing at us OOC, accusing us of being Rude and Ignorant to visitors.
My Master was furious.

1, because we are some of the only people in Tabor that actually DO Roleplay

2, because we are the only people that actually speak to everyone that we see on the sim and Never, walk past someone without greeting them. Unlike some who tp 50 meters to avoid talking to you, or some that stay in ooc mode all the time and never roleplay anyone.

3, because even if we are in our own home, we leave what we are doing and go and greet anyone that lands on our dock.

I walked around Oasis for thirty minutes last week and two people were there, did anyone of them come and speak to me...? I leave that for you to figure out.

Going back to the point of this post

YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS BEING SAID IN IM. DON’T ASSUME THAT WHAT IS SAID IN CHARACTER HAS NOT BEEN SPOKEN ABOUT IN IMS.

The fact that I was speaking to the lady as soon as she returned in IM, was completely overlooked.

The one thing I will not be accused of or allow My Master, or Brother to be accused of is being rude.

We always speak ooc in im with our fellow Players and make sure they are okay with what we are saying or doing, unlike the majority of people we know.

So just to clarify

IN CHARACTER = MAKE BELIEVE ACTING (IE, LIKE AN ACTOR IN A MOVIE)

OUT OF CHARACTER = NORMAL BEHAVIOUR. (IE, NOT SWEARING AT OTHER PEOPLE FOR NO FRIGGING REASON. ) ...DOING SO.... NOW THAT IS RUDE.

Time for an update

2012-01-20T18:49:00.000Z

Time for an update I think.

We have a few things that I need to show and tell. Firstly Gor.

We/My Master decided to give Open Collar a go. Since coming to Gor I have always worn a Tokon Collar, My Master's boys all have the same one. After wearing a simple collar for a few days we decided to try changing our usual collar scripts for the Open Collar ones. Yay, It worked. So now we keep a copy of Tokon collar for low scripted area's and our Open Collar ones for everything else. So far so good. I think our Master likes the control it gives him over us. The truth is I love the control it gives him over us. So here's hoping that he wants to keep it for now.

Our Master bought himself some new clothes this week from Tigereye Designs He looks so very handsome in them. And as a special treat he bought us some new matching furs to compliment his.

nice new furs

Ta-Da

Thank you My Master

There has been some complaints/moaning in Tabor about Av's not looking old enough and it made me look at myself. Though I thought I looked adult enough. (meant to be 20 when given the serums) I didn't want My Master to be put in a position where he got questioned. (also he complained that i was a skinny bitch when he wanted to photograph me wearing a candy pouch he made and it was WAY too big for me) So I have 'Beefed' up a bit. I am not sure. Somehow I think that I am not as pretty now as I was. But both my Master and my brother like the change so I will see how I feel about it. (I used Endy's settings for the body size and when I put it on I gasped .. "I look so fat," now he keeps saying that I think he is fat. I don't. You look so much thinner in the shape than I do." After being so skinny for so long I guess I just have to get used to it.


Old v New

Other news,

I finally sold something on Marketplace. Some textures that I made. 7 fruit textures it was only 25$L but Yay my first sale

Finally we have been making packets for our market stall in Tabor Tropics here are My Master's two latest items.

leg not included made me laugh so hard

And for good measure I have taken some pictures of the market. Come and visit us sometime.

i am so proud of my carpet display that i made.

Yay I made a Marketplace Item all on my ownsome.

2012-01-10T18:45:00.001Z

My latest build. I really like this and you can find it Here
Here are some more pictures of it.

Random meetings and cowardly outlaws

2012-01-10T18:39:00.000Z

Jimmy Bloch sniffs "And I am NOT a boy! Me ish twenty and one yearsh old... at leasht!"

Master's lil Sunshine: “Greetings Masters.”

Kenny Draesia: “Greeting River.”

Master's lil Sunshine skirts around the tarn nervously. still not liking the great beasts.

Kenny Draesia blushes and stutters...

Jimmy Bloch points behind the man "Yesh... I meeted shat boy before. He was shelling me shome black wine." He nods to the slave "Greetingsh, boy"

Kenny Draesia: “I didn't chase this one off. I actually was here first, just patrolling when this man arrived.”

Master's lil Sunshine looks at the trader. "It’s nice to see you again Master." He turns to Master Kenny. "Greetings Master. I know this Master," he adds.

Jimmy Bloch: "Shee?!?"

Master's lil Sunshine: “He is a valued customer of my master.”

Jimmy Bloch nods

Kenny Draesia looks at the man again, more closely this time..Ï'll remember that then lil one.

Jimmy Bloch: I am in Tabor Easht wish my shishtersh. Shey are shtill shnoring. She ship ish capshured in ishe"

Master's lil Sunshine struggles to follow the young master's accent and smiles picking up the few words he understood. "My master will be very happy to hear that you came back Master."

Kenny Draesia relaxes; secure that river is at the moment safe

Jimmy Bloch misunderstanding the man pouts "You not call me lil one! I know, I am not ash tall ash my shishtersh, but shey shay I will grow shooner or latersh. Sho don't me little not!"

Kenny Draesia grins at the man, "Don't worry, I'm leaving, and I was talking to the slave"

Jimmy Bloch: "Oh..."

Kenny Draesia: “Safe paths Jimmy...”

Jimmy Bloch turns to the slave boy "I shink I got losht"

Master's lil Sunshine smiles again because the master is probably the only one he met that is smaller than he is.

Kenny Draesia: “River? Serve with FIRE.”

Master's lil Sunshine: “I shall master, may your arrows fly true.”

Kenny Draesia turns and runs, leaping on the Tarn and pulling the one strap to soar skyward.

Jimmy Bloch, not knowing what he should tell someone who rides on a tarn in the air, just guesses "Uhm... shafe... ridesh, Shir!"

Master's lil Sunshine turns to the trader, "Might I invite you to my master's home Master and then I can help you return to Tabor East was it?"

Lina: “Tal Jarls.” Lina smiles at the boy

Master's lil Sunshine waves to his master's friend as he takes to the sky . he turns seeing a girl that is unknown to him and gives her a smile

Jimmy Bloch turns in surprise as he hears another female voice and notices the slave girl "Tal, shlavegirl"

Lina smiles warmly at him and looks around the place

Jimmy Bloch turns to the slave boy "Ish bishy plashe here, it sheemsh!"

Master's lil Sunshine: "Aye master we are a busy trading post."

Master's lil Sunshine: My Master is away on travels right now but I expect him to return sometime today.

Master's lil Sunshine: "but I am charged with conducting business for him while he is away." Master's lil Sunshine gives the girl a wink when the master isn't looking.

Lina turns around looking for the Jarl that her Jarl told her to look for

Master's lil Sunshine: “Master might I help this girl she looks lost?”

Jimmy Bloch points to his full stuffed backbag "Oh, I hash been bishy buying shingsh. My shishtersh will be very proud" Jimmy Bloch nods to the slaveboy "Aye.. do sho"

Master's lil Sunshine: “Thank you master," River turns to the girl. "What did you want on the tropics Sister?"

Lina smiles looking at the boy which seems rather friendly , Jarl told me to visit you and search for Geo here

Master's lil Sunshine thinks hard not knowing a slave called Geo. “I am sorry I don't know the slave you look for." River thinks for a moment. "It is a slave you search isn't it? If you give me a map I will pass it on to the person you seek if I ever meet him."

Lina nods looking around worried " I will go look in some other place then"

Jimmy Bloch listens only half ear to the conversation of the slaves. His bag getting a bit heavy on his shoulders with all the goods he bought, especially the iron pigs

Lina smiles warmly listening at the Jarl's words "I wish you well jarl " says with soft voice then waves at the boy and walks away quietly

Master's lil Sunshine notices the master getting impatient and turns his attention back to him. "Might I carry those for you master?" he asks. “serve with fire sister” he shouts as the girl walks away.

Aragorn Nicolai: “Tal you both”!

Jimmy Bloch frowns as another man approaches. He whispers to the slave "It ISH really a bishy plashe!", then reaches his hand "Tal, Shir!" Jimmy Bloch's eyes rest on the drawn bow and he raises his eyebrows "You are going hunting?"

Master's lil Sunshine turns hearing footsteps behind him. "Tal master," he says looking nervous. "How might this boy help you ?"

Aragorn Nicolai: “more or less, yes.”

Aragorn Nicolai: “hm, possible.” Aragorn Nicolai looks from one to the another and things a bit.

Jimmy Bloch looks from the man to the woods on the other side, considering if there's some meat he could hunt for dinner. He turns his gaze back to the man "Ish shere good to hunt in she woodsh?"

Aragorn Nicolai: “I thing, you know, who I am . Or not? But i thing not. Argh i forgot a shedule. need to go. Be well”

((okay here Aragorn felt the need to suddenly leave when it was plain he was planning on attacking Jimmy and me. Could it have been that Master Kenny of the Tabor Guard happened to fly back over head and land his tarn on the hill opposite us.”))

Master's lil Sunshine: i am just a boy doing my master's bidding Master and dealing with this visitor to our fair isle.

Jimmy Bloch frowns at the man's words, wondering why every free man is so aggressive here

Master's lil Sunshine lets out the breath he was holding. “I think we should go somewhere more secure master in case he returns.”

Jimmy Bloch notices the slave boy relaxing and exhaling loudly "Ish not a nishe man?"

Master's lil Sunshine: “no is not nishe ... I mean nice man master. I must tell my master he was here.”

Jimmy Bloch nods to the slave boy

Master's lil Sunshine: master please come into the office where you will be safe

Jimmy Bloch shifts the weight of the bag "Shish ish getting heavy. I shink it wash a fault to buy iron"

Kenny Draesia: “Tal again little one.”

Master's lil Sunshine pauses on the dock seeing the warrior is back

Kenny Draesia giggles

Master's lil Sunshine: "master there was a stranger here”

Kenny Draesia: I was just passing back through, river.

Master's lil Sunshine: I recognised him from his description as a warrior that has a cos on his head

Kenny Draesia looks around.

Jimmy Bloch smiles as the other man arrives again. His eye’s searching around for the intriguing big bird. He's just about to complain again as the man calls him 'little', when he recognises, that he is talking to the slave

Master's lil Sunshine: “I think he fled when he saw your tarn overhead.”

Kenny Draesia: “Greetings Sir..”

Kenny Draesia: , “I am just a patrolling warrior.”

Jimmy Bloch: "Greetingsh again, Shir Kenny Sharshent!"

Kenny Draesia grins at river... Aye, boy, from the air he looked like Aaragon, though I can't be sure."

Master's lil Sunshine turns to the trader, "Master you should be on your guard, the tropics are no longer safe.”

Kenny Draesia nods in agreement, “Äye Jimmy, there are outlaws everywhere."

Master's lil Sunshine: “Aye master, he had the look of a savage about him. Like the ones I have seen on Tidra, his bow was drawn.”

Jimmy Bloch looks to the slave boy "You shink he wash not on hunt for dinner, shlave?"

Kenny Draesia looks one more time around, making sure all is well with Franzie's property.

Master's lil Sunshine: “No master I think he was on the hunt for slave boys. I have heard he only has the courage to attack unarmed boys.” Master's lil Sunshine lowers his head knowing that he was speaking out of turn about a free.

Kenny Draesia grins and turns to go back to my Tarn. “HAHAHA!”

Franziskus Ninetails smiles as he notices his old friend visiting "Kenny!!!"

Master's lil Sunshine looks up with a bright smile on his face. "You are here my master."

Kenny Draesia looks around, Pleased to see his good friend. “Tal, Franzie!”

Franziskus Ninetails then raises his eyebrows to the visitor "Greetings.... boy"

Master's lil Sunshine moves to his master's feet, kneeling in the sand before him

Kenny Draesia waits patiently knowing Franzie must survey all for himself.

Jimmy Bloch stomps his foot again on the ground as once more he is addresses as boy "I am NOT a boy!!!", he answers pouting. But then friendlier, still sulking a bit "But Tal, Shir!"

Master's lil Sunshine: “My master, this Master is here on trade."

Kenny Draesia interjects.. “And I'm patrolling Franz."

Master's lil Sunshine nuzzles his master's groin deeply. Inhaling his Master

Kenny Draesia sheaths all his weapons

Franziskus Ninetails pulls his boy tight to his legs, smiling as his boy buries his nose in his crotch. Over his boy's shoulder he looks to the visitor "Oh... forgive me... I'm Franziskus of Tidra, merchant here in the Tropics" Franziskus Ninetails then looks over to Kenny "All well and quiet, Kenny?"

Kenny Draesia chuckles at his friend.. Seems so, Franz" Kenny Draesia points towards the dock...”Ï arrived just in time to see a boat sail.”

Master's lil Sunshine: “There was a warrior here my master, but he ran when the master's tarn flew overhead.”

Jimmy Bloch grimaces as he sees the male slave nuzzling in his master's crotch. But he shrugs it off, not too familiar with the customs in the civilized world. He finally raises a hand "I am Shimmy of she Clan of Bloch"

Franziskus Ninetails: "A warrior? Or an outlaw?" Franziskus Ninetails looks puzzled and only half minded nods to the dirty visitor "Well met, Shimmy"

Kenny Draesia: “He appeared outlaw from the air, Franz.”

Jimmy Bloch: "It's not 'Shimmy' - it's SHIMMY!"

Master's lil Sunshine: “I do not think he was here to protect us my master , i think maybe an outlaw,”

Franziskus Ninetails looks even more puzzled now "Errrr.... yes.... Shimmy...." looks down to his boy and whispers "Wasn't that what I said?"

Kenny Draesia chuckles and turns a bit, ever wary.

Master's lil Sunshine shudders and feels better that he had his bow on his back as his master commanded he always wore outside of the house.

Jimmy Bloch takes a deep breath and speaks very slowly as he supposes the man is a bit stupid "It's SHI-MMY!"

TheTabor Corporal watches the exchange between Franz and the boy, not interrupting.

Master's lil Sunshine: “I think its" .. River hesitates not wanting to say the name of a free. He thinks for a moment then picks up a stick and draws what he thinks the name is in the sand ... JIMMY.

Kenny Draesia: “It looked like Aaragon, Franz the person I saw sail away hastily..”

Franziskus Ninetails looks with eyes yelling for help at his boy and Kenny, then down to the scribbling of his boy "Oh, Jimmy?"

Master's lil Sunshine: he looks at his master expectantly.

Jimmy Bloch beams "Ah, now you hash it! Yesh, it'sh Shimmy!"

Franziskus Ninetails then narrows his eyes and looks to Kenny "Aragon?"

Kenny Draesia: “Aye, Franz.. Seems he has an aversion to my Tarn...Can’t imagine why.”

Franziskus Ninetails smiles and looks up to his tarn "I wished he had an aversion to Greywing too!"

Kenny Draesia: “The shadow of my Tarn overhead seems to terrify him.”

Master's lil Sunshine: “It is a shame we can't have fluffy on the dock my master.” Master's lil Sunshine grins, the old sleen attacks everyone that moves even his master

Kenny Draesia grins, lifting a hand to his mouth.."Skyy, Is a Bit Scary."

Jimmy Bloch follows the other man's gaze to the tarn, noticing just now the other big bird at the docks "Ohhhhhhh, anosher tarn!". He beams at that lucky day, when he saw two of the mighty birds

Franziskus Ninetails ruffles his boy's hair "Well, I think you have some chores to do, my lil sunshine. Now as the healer said, you are fully recovered, it is time to pick up your tasks again. I think Endy is already reaching for the position as First boy...."

Kenny Draesia looks concerned at Franz and urgently meets his friend's eyes..."Beware, Franz, Abir is about again, with Winston Phang, Who we capped the other night."

Master's lil Sunshine: “Yes my master ... I do not intend to let him take it.”

Franziskus Ninetails growls at the mentioning of that name

Master's lil Sunshine: “If I might be excused my master.”

Kenny Draesia: “They made the mistake of coming close to me with swords.”

Jimmy Bloch as the warrior mentions the sword looks to the man's hip with awe and jealousy, always wanted to have a sword too though he never learned how to handle it

Kenny Draesia approaches his friend and clasps Franz's shoulder... "Nére worry, Franz..."

Master's lil Sunshine stands up and looks to his master for permission to leave. “I shall do my chores now my master.”

Rivers new golden hair xcite: Franziskus Ninetails reaches a hand out and ruffles his hair.

Franziskus Ninetails ruffles his boy's hair "Go and do your chores, mine"

Kenny Draesia looks at river hearing the slave's words..."Serve with fire, lil one."

Master's lil Sunshine: “Safe paths Master," River says to Kenny. He turns to the trader, "Safe paths Master. " He smiles finally at his own master and whispers .. "I shall be at my chores my master, shout me if I am needed.”

Kenny Draesia then turns to Jimmy... "Safe paths, Jimmy, May your journeys be profitable"

Jimmy Bloch: Shafe pash, shlave!", he answers intrigued and puzzled the same time, experiencing so many exciting things today... male slaves, tarns, woman’s trading gag-balls.....

Master's lil Sunshine hurries across the bridge back to his home. A soft smile on his lips at seeing his Master.

so pretty

2012-01-03T07:28:00.001Z

I had to post this.

This is Jarrod Fitzpatrick. Probably the hottest Neko in SL (other than my master when he neko's up of course.)
I just love what Jarrod has done with this photo. It's just so life like.

He is just so pretty. And I have the pleasure of calling him a very close friend.

Ironhall

2011-12-29T21:58:00.002Z

Later in Ironhall. (23 people were on the sim and not one tried to interact with us. If it hadn’t been for a visiting blacksmith we would have had no roleplay. )

Franziskus Ninetails after a long travel per ship is happy as the captain finally anchors at the harbor of Ironhall. He jumps from the ship on the docks, happy to have firm ground under his boots

Master's lil Sunshine follows his master ashore calling his brother to supervise the unloading of the ship

Franziskus Ninetails: See, that the seamen unload the ship well and not break the flasks and crates! And bring... Snouty off board... or whatever it's name is!

Master's lil Sunshine drags his cloak tighter around himself, convinced it is colder here than tabor. “sooty my master

Endy looks around curiously pointing the ship hands when to place the goods to be stored whilst they trade using the samples

Franziskus Ninetails nods distracted as he talks with the harbourmaster "Aye, scotty... that's what I said, no?"

Master's lil Sunshine goes down in to the hold of the ship and takes the snowsleen by the harness, avoidng his jaws leads him from the ship. "sooty my master," river says again.

Franziskus Ninetails points to the steps "We have to go up there, says the harbormaster, my boys!"

Endy: Yes oour MAster

Master's lil Sunshine tethers the sleen to the sleigh and he and his brother load it up

Franziskus Ninetails takes a sip from a little flask on his belt "Good that we have medical juices with us! You better let your bows in the sled, my boys. I'm not sure, how the Torvies react to thralls with bows"

Master's lil Sunshine reluctantly takes off his bow

Endy looks with concern at the captive at the tree

Master's lil Sunshine looks in horror at the half naked man tied to a tree in the snow

Franziskus Ninetails looks around "Now where is the marketplace?" His eyes resting on the captive tied to a tree. he mumbles "Hmmm, looks like he can't help us much anymore"

Endy frowns "If I remember correctly it is in the fort my Master"

Franziskus Ninetails talks to the guard and nods several times. Finally he reaches his bow to him

Endy smile spotting the horn, looking at their Master with a grin wondering if their Master will let him blow it

Franziskus Ninetails watches the guard going to the horn and blow it. He grimaces as the loud noise cuts the cold air

Gate Horn shouts: Attention! Someone is at the gate !

Franziskus Ninetails carefully opens the gate "Hello? Anyone there?" ] Franziskus Ninetails shrugs and signs his thralls to pull the cart with the goods in right the moment a man comes around the corner ... and vanishes again. Franziskus Ninetails looks around the stalls, His skilled eye immediately noticing what the torvies need and what not. “Hello? Anybody here? Is this the marketplace?”

Master's lil Sunshine: it seems so my master

Endy nods "the tavern was bustling last time I was here my Master"

Franziskus Ninetails points to a spot next to the well "Put the market cart there and open the boxes, mine!"

Master's lil Sunshine nods and goes over to help his brother set up the stall

Franziskus Ninetails looks around a bit worried as the village seems so empty, then he notices a shadow hurrying between the houses and.... vanishing again. Franziskus Ninetails looks sceptical at all the dark houses which seem to be empty and wasted. He shivers and pulls the cloak closer around his shoulders. "Wait with the market cart, my boys. I have a strange feeling with this place"

Master's lil Sunshine: maybe they have been raided and all taken

Endy gulps softly, wishing they had not left their bows behind

Franziskus Ninetails: We better return to the ship, boys

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master

Franziskus Ninetails takes his bow back from the guard and nods to him in a farewell

Endy yelps as the cart judders down each step

Franziskus Ninetails shows some pity with the unconscious captive and takes a candy cane out of the crates he was about to offer for sales, sticks it between the unconscious man's lips

Endy smiles touched at his Master's kindness

Evan: Tal

Endy yelps as his Master and brother stop suddenly and he has to strain to keep the cart from taking them down the slope

Master's lil Sunshine jumps as a voice sounds behind him

Franziskus Ninetails turns around as he hears steps behind him "Tal, Sir!"

Evan stops as he cross three mans on their way down to the docks "I didn't want to scare you sir... I’m only looking for some information. Are you from the region?"

Franziskus Ninetails raises his eyebrows, wondering that the man is not freezing without a cloak, but takes that he might be used to the cold here in the north more than he is as a southern man. Franziskus Ninetails shakes his head. "No, we came by ship a long way from south..." *points over his shoulder to the harbour. "We wanted to trade, but it seems the village is dead. So we are searching for other marketplaces"

Evan nods to him and scratch the back of his head "not my chance, seems all those I meet are strangers to those lands. well... since you are traders, do you know who to ask for iron around here?"

Franziskus Ninetails smiles and bends his head a bit "I'm Franziskus of Tidra, merchant to Tabor. Maybe I can help you." - He scratches his head "Iron? Hmmmm..... I have iron at home, but I didn't bring it with us. Too heavy" Franziskus Ninetails's eyes wonder about the man's muscular upper body "Are you a blacksmith?"

Endy nods softly, thankful that he did not have to pull iron as well as al their over goods

Master's lil Sunshine: we left it on the ship my master

Evan nods to his last question "I'm the blacksmith in Port Cos yes. I rarely travel that far from the vosk but I needed some new supply. so you are from Tabor you said? never thought about looking for Iron in the Exchange Islands actually,,,, much closer than this place here"

Master's lil Sunshine: it’s still in the hold as the snow sleen could not pull it over this terrain

Franziskus Ninetails turns to his first boy "Ah... right... we have iron at the ship. Will you come with us to the docks, Sir? And yes... we have a lot of things in Tabor... after all it is an exchange place"

Evan smiles lightly "yes yes, of course. I'm Evan of Port Cos by the way. Metal worker for the city there" he points to the docks "after you"

Franziskus Ninetails: "You will find me in the Tropics there... What I don't have, I will be more then pleased to try to get it for you. Well met, Evan of Port Cos!"

Endy whimpers at the juddering of each step, glad when at last they reach the level dock

Franziskus Ninetails: Get the iron from the ship, Endy! River, you open the crates with the other goods

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master

Evan follow the man to the dock "Are those beasts yours? For a while I have been looking for a strong kajirus for some of the heavy lifting at the smitty."

Franziskus Ninetails looks at the blacksmith "What quantity did you think off, Evan of Cos?"

Endy smiles "yes my Master" and parks the cart

Master's lil Sunshine begins to set up the wagon for the master to view their wares.

Franziskus Ninetails nods "Aye, this is my first boy - River. And my second boy - Endy" *points to the blond first, then to the black haired

Master's lil Sunshine: careful to follow the instructions of the healer and not over stretch and split his stitches

Franziskus Ninetails: One needs some strong slaves for the work of a merchant... carrying the heavy crates. Though my first one is a bit injured after a surgery... : So, tell me, Evan - How is the weather in Port Cos? Is it cold there too?

Evan nods to him "Ah good. I trained my girl for some of the work at my shop but there is a limit to what she can do. " he shrug "I might find one day". to his last question, he nods "cold, yes but nothing like it is here. "

Master's lil Sunshine finishes unpacking the boxes and then sees if he can help his brother with the heavy iron.

Franziskus Ninetails frowns at River "Don't carry too heavy, my lil sunshine! You know what the healer said!"

Endy hauls the heavy crate of iron from the ship, grateful to the help from his brother, but tutting as he brother is yet again disobeying the greens orders

Master's lil Sunshine immediately stops what he is doing and whispers "yes my master"

Evan chuckles and walks closer to the crates and supply, taking a good look at what the man has "you trade in many things sir"

Franziskus Ninetails smiles as he hears 'cold'. "Ah! Are you in need of some warm, woollen, knitted underwear? Our seamstress knitted a lot and I was about to sell some here on commission

Endy drops the heavy crate on the market stall, then walks back and forth placing iron bars, directing some of the ship hands to aid him

Franziskus Ninetails nods "Well.. we are an exchange island. My main goods are black wine and cacao though. But I also trade what I can get hands on"

Franziskus Ninetails points to the other crates that still are closed "I was going to sell here black wine and cacao as well as candy canes and gingerbread..."

Franziskus Ninetails: "... medical herbs and juices from Tabor Mountains and... " gestures with the open hand to the stall with blacksmith goods "... of course some blacksmith goods"

Evan consider his offer a moment before to shake his head "if I don't buy wool locally, our farmer the verr man will become a real pain. I see you have ore and iron.... humm... I'm not a rich man you know, how much do you want for your ore? I guess that’s cheaper than iron right?"

Franziskus Ninetails: Those I bought a bit more west

Endy pants softly, then stands behind his Master as his Master does not like them kneeling in the cold climates

Franziskus Ninetails smiles and nods then shakes his head "Oh, I didn't ask you to buy the wool. I offered the underwear" Franziskus Ninetails looks to his first boy, as his second boy is panting heavy from carrying the heavy crates "Show the good man the long-johns, mine!"

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master

Endy blushes softly and begins to remove his cloak, and whispers to his Master "all of it?"

Evan chuckles lightly "ah yes... yes of course. After a time in the longhall here, I can tell you, selling those underwear won't be a problem. most need some" he smiles wide and points at the ore "I'm on a small budget here so I have to focus on what I came for. Do you keep ore in stock all the time or is this just a onetime thing?"

Master's lil Sunshine starts to strip off his upper clothes, until he stands in just his winter underwear

Endy removes his hat, twisting it in his hands anxiously

Evan smiles wide "it’s really not needed but I admit, those looks warm"

Franziskus Ninetails shakes his head to Endy "Not you, Endy. You're sweating... I don't want you to catch a cold! One ill slave is enough!"

Master's lil Sunshine stands in front of the free, nice and straight so he might inspect the underwear properly

Franziskus Ninetails takes his first boy by the shoulders and turns him around "It's made of the wool of best verrs of torvaldslands"

Franziskus Ninetails: And it has these useful buttons here on the back....

Evan takes a good look at the two kajirus and smiles "The best wool euh? useful buttons? you know your business sir I can see that"

Franziskus Ninetails unbuttons the back-flap and shows the man. Only 5 KT.. available in three colours... green, red and gray!

Evan nods slowly, unsure what to answer to that sale pitch. "yes.. I... I will think about it. perhaps another time. what about we take a look at that ore you have... or iron " he takes another look at the boy and smiles "They look charming in those things but I was sent here for some supply for the forge"

Franziskus Ninetails pats his thralls exposed butt then nods "Get dressed again, my lil sunshine" Franziskus Ninetails pats River gently on the ass.

Master's lil Sunshine begins to shiver in the cold now that his flap is open. “Thank you my master,” he replies anxious to be dressed again in this bitter climate

Endy picks up his cloak and re wraps it around himself, and picking up the first boys items passes them to his brother

Master's lil Sunshine: thank you my brother

Franziskus Ninetails while his slave dresses "Sooooo.... to your question, Evan.. Well, I offer the goods as long as I have them. When they are gone and I can't get new one in the meantime, well then... it's gone. What quantity did you think of?"

Master's lil Sunshine pulls on his tunic and torn pants.

Evan listen to him and scratch the back of his head, thinking for a moment "humm... as much as I can reasonably afford an carry . you sell it at the stone? the weight? "

Franziskus Ninetails: the stone.. they are about the same size.. However the iron bars, I suppose are easier for you to handle. How many coins have you planned to spend?"

Evan reach to the pocket that attached to his belt and takes a silver coin out of it. has he hand it to him..."with the mark of Fina. what can you provide me for that amount?

Franziskus Ninetails smiles as the blacksmith draws his sword to show his ironworker skills. He nods appreciativ "That looks like a very well crafted blade"

Franziskus Ninetails: If I ever need a new sword, I know where to go to!

Evan smiles to him "welll.. I do what I can. I'm not a weapon smith but I can manage. I mostly make tools, chains and collar. oh... and a lot of business in brandings where I'm from"

Master's lil Sunshine winces at the word branding, remembering well how much it hurt

Franziskus Ninetails looks at the silver coins, inspects it and turns it in his hands "Hmmmm... that is worth a lot of iron pigs. I don't know, if we have that much with us" Franziskus Ninetails looks up "You are sure, you don't want to buy a set of nice underwear?"

Endy smiles at his Master and whisper "Candy canes?"

Franziskus Ninetails counts the bars "Hmmm... we only have 11 with us... That would be.. hmmm... 5 KT and 5 TS... lets say 5 KT for you"

Evan rub his chin and thinks a moment "you mean five tarsks for for those 11 units there?"

Franziskus Ninetails nods to his second boy, but his eyes still on the blacksmith. Nodding again "Aye! 5 copper tarks ((KT)) for the 11 bars hereAnd how about some candy canes for your lovely kajira?"

Evan smiles lightly, thinking he is making a great deal after all "Thats not cheap but.... hummm... alright, I'll take all the 11 and a bag of those candy"

Franziskus Ninetails: The candy canes are 1 copper tarsk each... how many do you want? Hmmm... lets say I give you 6 for 5 KT?

Evan blinks "you mean thsoe candy cost as much as the iron you sold me? What’s in those things?"

Master's lil Sunshine goes to the stall and puts 6 canes into a pouch, so that if the sale is made they are ready

Franziskus Ninetails grins "A lot of sugar and honey and I don't know what else! I have to ask the baker.. I think spices and things"

Franziskus Ninetails: Endy, put the iron into a crate for the good man!

Evan frown some as he reach for a handful of coppers "alright alright, that’s a lot of paga I could have used but I guess I'll find something to do with the candy as well"

Master's lil Sunshine holds the pouch behind his back. Master's lil Sunshine smiles knowing that most kajira and kajrus he knows will do anything for a taste of candy

The signal fires have been lit on Hodmimirs Holt,

and a call for aid is made throughout the region!

Call to Arms! Marauders to the Hills!

Horn shouts:

The signal fires have been lit on Hodmimirs Holt,

and a call for aid is made throughout the region!

Call to Arms! Marauders to the Hills!

Franziskus Ninetails watches his boy filling the bag with candy canes "Put a gingerbread and chocolate gingerbread inot the bag too, my lil sunshine. and add a sample of our black wine and the cacao powder "

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master.” Master's lil Sunshine turns back to the cart and adds the additional items to the bag and then passes it to his master

Evan keep his eyes on the supply and smile some "is Port Cos on your regular trade route?"

Endy begins to transfer their iron to the Master's cart, his eyes watching the bag of candy canes hungrily

Franziskus Ninetails watches his boys filling the crates and bags as ordered with a smile on his lips, then looks up again to answer the blacksmith' question: "Not yet, but I suppose it will be! What does your nice land have to offer for a merchant? And what are your needs? I am on travels a lot! "

Evan crouch and takes a good look at the supply, counting each of the items "Good.... pretty good... and yes, I need someone to supply my shop. mostly with iron. I recycle lots of scraps to keep my cost down but if you add the vosk to your route, make sure you steop"

Evan: We have oil, lots of that ctually

Loki: RAID

Franziskus Ninetails looks around a bit distracted from the sound of a sword swishing through the air. He raises his eyebrows in surprise, his hand sliding to the hilt of his sword

Master's lil Sunshine jumps’ hearing a man shout and spins around to look. Master's lil Sunshine leans to his brother and whispers... "they are a strange people these norsemen."

Evan keeps his eyes on the man swigning his sword like an idiot and shrug "Torvies.... "

Franziskus Ninetails nods and nods and nods, but keeps a cautious eye to the gate anyways

Endy whispers back to his brother "see, this is why our Master keeps you away from the paga"

Evan takea another look at the supply "well... perhaps I can always look for you in Tabor but I rarely travel away from my homestone to be true. we'll see"

Master's lil Sunshine nods, "and i thought Taborians were strange my brother."

Franziskus Ninetails: Soooo, oils you said? bathing oils? perfume oils? That sounds fine. We don't have such things in Tabor yet. So I sure will travel to Port Cos soon!

Endy smiles "aye"

Master's lil Sunshine leans to his brother once more. "maybe he is sick with fever and needs a healer," river watches the man that is running around like a madman.

Evan: Tharlarion oil yes, you'll find some fish products there and with two or three slave house, we are a good place to get rid of your overstock or buy. otherwise, I could introduce you to one of our local trader, I'm sure there would be business for you

Endy smiles back to his brother "more like he will be in need of hair of the sleen in the morning"

Franziskus Ninetails: Oh, that reminds me!" - He pulls a little gold nugget out of his pouch and shows it to the blacksmith "I suppose you are the expert for those... Can you tell me, what the value of a gold nugget this size will be?"

Franziskus Ninetails's face brightens at the words of the blacksmith "Ahhh, then I for sure will come and visit for trades soon!"

Evan reach to it and takes a good look at the nugget "thats hard to tell.... humm... I fear I'm not the righ tman to ask about this"

Franziskus Ninetails raises his eyebrows in surprise "Oh, I thought ironworkers melt them and extract the gold out of them. My son brought this as a payment for some salt, but I suppose it's only worth about 10 or 15 KT... far less then the salt was worth." Franziskus Ninetails shrugs and takes the nugget back, putting it into his pouch "But he's a warrior. He was only at Ha.. uhm... that place to spy disguised as trader"

Evan hand him the nugget "I wish I could help. To know, as you said it has to be melted. Then, its possible to know how much gold we are dealing with but jsut like that.." he shrug "I couldn't tell. and the value will vary depending on where you are" Evan looks back "humm... I think my girl got lost somewhere on her way here. if you don,t mind, I would go have a look. Girls from Turia don't last long in the snow"

Franziskus Ninetails nods, then looks over his shoulder as the captain shouts something impatiently. He grunts to the captain, but signs his slaves to pack up the crates again and carry it back to the ship

Master's lil Sunshine nods to his master and gestures to endy to help him pack away their master's goods.

Evan offer him a smile "well, hopefully we meet again. looks like your ship is about to leave so I will not hold you any longer. I wish you well"

Franziskus Ninetails nods and with a grin points over his shoulder to the ship "Well, you hear the captain swearing, so we should get ready for sails too. the captain is always afraid his ship will freeze in "

Endy pushes at his brothers shoulder gently pushing him towards the light items and away from the heavy items he keeps trying to pick up

Franziskus Ninetails: It was nice to make business with you, Evan of Cos

Evan laugh and turn around to walk back to the gates "I wish you well and thanks again"

Master's lil Sunshine packs up the cases and tells his brother to carry them on board. “safe paths master

Franziskus Ninetails: I wish you well and may the fire in your forge always burn bright

Endy carries the crates from the stall back to the ship

Franziskus Ninetails nods to his boys, then gives the captain a sign, that they are ready to lift anchor

Master's lil Sunshine watches the sun start to rise over the thassa

Franziskus Ninetails after they finally reached Tabor East and then loaded the goods from the ship to the sled, reaching Tabor tropics, commands his boys to put the goods back on the market stalls, where Ol' Grumpy can have an eye on them

Endy carries the goods back and forth, wishing the third and forth boy were not at their studies so he could boss them around to carry the items. Endy leans against his brother, rubbing his not sweaty body against his brother mischievously

Master's lil Sunshine: smiles

Franziskus Ninetails as he puts the candy canes back on the counter takes two and hands each of his boys one as a treat "Here, my boys. You worked hard and well!"

Master's lil Sunshine tries to help his brother with the crates again as they land. Master's lil Sunshine smiles "oh thank you my master"

Endy growls softly at his brother each time he tries to take a crate, each time shoving him out the way gently with his shoulder. "Thank you my Master"

Master's lil Sunshine sucks on his candy happily

Endy gobbles the cane hungrily, his teeth crunching the hard sugar loudly

Franziskus Ninetails takes a last look over the market stalls and nods content "Well, time to go home, boys!"

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master

Franziskus Ninetails: Ah, finally home again! I will never get used to that cold!

Endy nods, “ May I take your cloak my Master?

Master's lil Sunshine: aye, its nice to be home my master

Franziskus Ninetails puts his cloak and bow near the fireplace, puts his sword above it. “You are hungry, mine?

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master

Endy: a little my Master

Franziskus Ninetails: Then go and eat some soup and bread

Master's lil Sunshine: thank you , my master

Endy: Thank you our Master

Franziskus Ninetails grabs the last piece of bosk roast and sniffs at it. he grimaces and tosses it to the pets

Master's lil Sunshine puts some soup and bread for his brother and eats his quickly

Endy takes off the cloak and his clothing, and puts on the house silks, then goes over to the food his brother has put out whispering "Thank you my brother"

Master's lil Sunshine finishes his soup and then starts to strip off his clothes happy to be home again

Endy huccups slightly having eaten the bread to quickly.

Endy nuzzles sleeply against his Master waiting for his brother to return from the kitchen, trhen smiles as he does so

Franziskus Ninetails: Hmmm, seems, Hafnir wants more meat

Master's lil Sunshine: he is a naughty lart

We're going on travels my lil Sunshine

2011-12-29T11:53:00.000Z

A nice little roleplay that we had during the day and continued later. again i forgot to take pictures.

Master's lil Sunshine takes a large scoop of beans from the caoca sack and takes them over to the grinder. putting them into it a little at a time he begins to grind them into a powder so that he can restock the market stall before his master wakes up. its a long tedious job and River hums to himself as he works. He hears a mewing at his feet and looks down to see his little larl looking up at him. He picks a sliver of meat from the tabletop and drops it down to him and then carries on with his work.

Master's lil Sunshine puts some suls into roast and some carrots to simmer. He then fries some vulo and tabuk. He curses as the fat spits at him, hitting his naked belly, making a tiny blister. He sighs and continues to cook, maybe his master wont notice yet another mark on his skin. He looks down again, examining the burn, its not bad, a little salve and it will be gone in no time. He considers just treating it but then decides that he should ask permission first. Its not painful so he puts it to the back of his mind and serves the meat on to the plates he has ready. One plate for his master and one for his master's son.

Master's lil Sunshine: with his master's meal now cooked, river turns his attention to the blackwine beans, He takes two large scoops and starts to grind them too. he looks over at the samava suddenly remembering he hadnt put it on yet.

Master's lil Sunshine: he leaves his beans for a moment and puts a fresh pot on and lights the flame, leaving it to brew while he continues grinding

Franziskus Ninetails wakes up from a long sleep at the fireplace. He hears his boys roumaging in the house... at least one of them. He gets up and closes the laces of his pants. A grin on his face as he notices the spots on the leather. He walks to the kitchen to get a black wine before he takes a quick bath and change his clothes

Franziskus Ninetails kisses his working boy's shoulder from behind before his slave falls to his knees “So, you're busy working, my lil sunshine?”

Master's lil Sunshine starts at the sudden kiss and smiling jumps down off of his box and kneels before his master, waiting for permisson to greet his master properly

Master's lil Sunshine: good morning my master

Franziskus Ninetails pulls his boy to his crotch, the scent from last night.. the scent of his seed mixed with the scent of leather - teasing his boy's nostrils

Master's lil Sunshine inhales deeply and then looks up to his master, a smile on his lips. "did you sleep well my beloved master?" he asks before nuzzling his master's crotch once more. “may this boy continue with his work my master?”

Franziskus Ninetails nods and pats his boy's head

Master's lil Sunshine: thank you my master. i have made a bath ready for you my master

Franziskus Ninetails: I will just have a quick black wine, then wash and change clothes

Master's lil Sunshine: smiles as his master says he wants to bathe just as he tells him that his bath is ready. i also laid some clothes on your bed my master for you.

Franziskus Ninetails takes the bowl with black wine his boy already prepared for him and the warm, steaming bread in his other hand

Franziskus Ninetails gets some butter from the chiller and smears it on the fresh bread. He eats and drinks standing, watching the muscles on his slaves body moving under the tanned naked skin, as his boy works hard grinding the beans

Master's lil Sunshine feels his master's eyes on him and blushes slightly and smiles to himself, keeping his head lowered so his master will not see the pleasure in his face at being watched so closely

Franziskus Ninetails as he finished his quick breakfast puts the bowl and the plate to the washing sink. He slaps his slave's butt playfully before he turns to the door "Well, taking a bath now, mine" Xcite! X3 Ass is spanked by Franziskus Ninetails.

Master's lil Sunshine yelps and then grins. “yes my master.”

Closet right door: Franziskus Ninetails opens his closet and thinks 'Oh my God, I have nothing to wear!'.

Master's lil Sunshine: do you require any help my master

Franziskus Ninetails: Hmm, no, I'm fine, my lil sunshine

Franziskus Ninetails: We should prepare for some travels to sell some good

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master

Franziskus Ninetails: We just need to find a busy place

Master's lil Sunshine stands straigh as he watches his master dress himself. he keeps his hands behind his back so not to impair his master's veiw of his property

Franziskus Ninetails rubs his chin "Hmmm, let me think... " - His thoughts get distracted by the view of his naked slave. Franziskus Ninetails points to a new bruise on his boy's belly close to the scar "What do you have there, mine?"

Master's lil Sunshine looks down at where his master is pointing and bites his lip. "its a small burn my master, when i was frying your tabuk it spat at me and hit me on my belly.

Franziskus Ninetails nods understanding "You should put some salve on it"

Master's lil Sunshine: thank you my master, this boy thanks you for your kindness: if i may i will go to the kitchen and do it now before i forget my master"

Franziskus Ninetails nods "Yes, go, my lil sunshine"

Master's lil Sunshine: thank you my master.” Master's lil Sunshine goes to the medical and takes out a small jar of salve and uncorks it. Master's lil Sunshine: he smears a little on his belly. he then puts the cork back in and puts it back then goes back to find his master.

Franziskus Ninetails: Hmmm, I thought I got more cherry candies.. hmmmmm

Master's lil Sunshine: i haven’t taken any my master: maybe the young master's runaway took them with him

Franziskus Ninetails nods and fills the box with Ramberry Candies from a drawer in his desk "Well, got enough ramberry candies" Franziskus Ninetails tosses one of the remaining cherry candies to his boy

Master's lil Sunshine catches it with a bright smile and pops it into his mouth. "thank you my master" he says happily

Franziskus Ninetails: Get dressed warmly, my lil sunshine. We're first going to Tabor East. I want to see, if I can buy some more of that warm underwear to sell it in the North!"

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master. Master's lil Sunshine goes over to the chest where his master keeps his silks and he pulls out the winter underwear that his master bought for him. Master's lil Sunshine pulls on an old sweater that his master had discarded and some old pants. He ties some furs around his feet and then puts on his cloak. Hoping that it pleases his master he hurries off to find him. Master's lil Sunshine pauses at the weapons locker and takes out his bow, boomerang and rock pouch. Strapping each in turn in place

Master's lil Sunshine: i am ready my master

Franziskus Ninetails smiles as his boy returns, clothed warmly:” Very well, my lil sunshine. I already put some stuff in the sled. I think we will take the snow sleen with us”

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master

Franziskus Ninetails looks for a moment at his boy and considers loudly "Hmmm, as long as you are injured, it's better I drive the sled"

Master's lil Sunshine nods, and climbs on board

Franziskus Ninetails smiles as they reach Tabor East really fast, getting better and better with driving the sleen

Master's lil Sunshine: as his master pulls up the sleen, river jumps out and grabs the harness quickly tying it securely Mast “now be good sooty, we won’t be long. No eating any stray boys."

Franziskus Ninetails commands the sailors to load the sled with all the goods and market-carts plus the snow-sleen on board of the ship

Master's lil Sunshine: i wonder what happened to the baker my master. i haven’t seen her in many days.

Franziskus Ninetails inspects the goods of the bakers woman, finding most empty and the pies wasting. He mumbles "Hmmm, yes... I wonder, where she's gone. I hope she's fine"

Master's lil Sunshine: you don't think that she has been taken by hammergaard do you

Franziskus Ninetails shakes his head "I hope not"

Master's lil Sunshine: i don't think i have ever met the seamstress my master

Franziskus Ninetails buys some sets of the warm underwear from the seamstress and places some coins for it on her desk

Franziskus Ninetails: Ah, you haven't met Lady Moonsie?

Master's lil Sunshine: no my master

Master's lil Sunshine tuts at how deep the snow is and wonders that the city boys do with their time.

Franziskus Ninetails turns as he hears steps and a voice behind him "Tal", he answers the greeting

Master's lil Sunshine looks to his master as a free comes up behind them.

Skeeve Portal: I don't think we have met. : I'm Skeeve, Green, and new to Tabor

Master's lil Sunshine: greetings master, " he says softly and takes a step back

Franziskus Ninetails tilts his head to the side and studies the man's face "No, I think we haven't yet. Well met, Skeeve. It's good to have another physician in the city. I'm Franziskus of Tidra, merchant in Tabor "

Skeeve Portal: Well met!

Franziskus Ninetails: This..." - He pats his slave's head on the hood "... is my first boy and lil sunshine River"

Skeeve Portal: Pleased to meet you as well, River!

Master's lil Sunshine: tal master healer, on behalf of my brothers i bid you welcome."

Skeeve Portal: Thank you! : Merchant, you say... perhaps you may have certain herbs available?

Franziskus Ninetails smiles, all merchant: "If you need medical supplies, Sir, I am your man! We have the finest herbs, powders and medicinal juices in whole Tabor! Collected and selected in the Tabor Mountains " Franziskus Ninetails turns to his boy "Go to the ship and search the crates with the herbs, my lil sunshine. I already packed them up for our travels, but the captain can wait!"

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master.” Master's lil Sunshine hurries over to the ship to do his master's bidding. "master captain, my master has told me to collect a box from his goods, please would you direct me to them"

Skeeve Portal: I shall definitely want to purchase herbs occasionally. I tried bringing some live plants with me, but they did not handle the travel well.

Master's lil Sunshine goes down into the hold of the ship and searches through his master's packages and crates pulling out the relevant ones and carrying them one by one up to the market cart for easier viewing for the master

Franziskus Ninetails nods "We have herbs. They grow in Tabor Mountains and the slave of the Lord of the Mountains grinds them. And we have another healer to distill it to juices. But if you prefer to distill it yourself, that's fine"

Franziskus Ninetails scratches his head "Hmm, I think you need spirit then too?"

Skeeve Portal: Yes! It's nice to meet a merchant so well stocked! : In the small village I came from, the arrival of any merchant was cause for celebration

Master's lil Sunshine trudges through the snow, and places the goods on the cart before going back for more

Franziskus Ninetails shrugs "Well, I travel around the city and the rural places around it. And I buy here from the peasants and wintners and brewers"

Skeeve Portal: These giant bird statues.. I've seen several around the city. This is a local custom?

Master's lil Sunshine pulls out the market wagon as soon as he can get to it , placing it where his master is talking to the healer. Master's lil Sunshine: he then collects the crates that he already dug out of the ships hold

Franziskus Ninetails watches his boy for a moment quietly as he pulls the heavy cart off the ship again. Then at the healer's words he looks over to the bird "Ah, the vulos... Hmmm...."

Master's lil Sunshine: and places them on it for his master's inspection

Franziskus Ninetails: "I heard some slaves have built them. I'm not sure for what purpose"

Master's lil Sunshine: i think this is the last box my master.” Master's lil Sunshine places the final crate on the stall.

Skeeve Portal: Most intriguing.. but they do add an interesting look to the city. I'll admit surprise at finding one INSIDE the infirmary!

Franziskus Ninetails commands his boy "Put the flasks and bags on the cart, so the Healer can inspect them, my lil sunshine!", then nods to the physician "Aye, I have seen that too. It was... intriguing, as you said"

Master's lil Sunshine sighs a sigh of relief, he had been having nightmares since he had been ill that a giant vulo was chasing him to eat him. hearing that he hadn't hallucinated it made him feel strangly better.

Franziskus Ninetails points at the sign "Don't mind the prices on the sign. As a Healer in Tabor, I will make you a special offer"

Skeeve Portal looks over the items and makes his selections

Franziskus Ninetails: Brut vine and slave wine you can have really cheap. For some reason they don't sell too well in Tabor!" *scratches his head wondering, why that is so*"As you are new to Tabor and to show my good will, lets say, you get two for the price of one!"

Skeeve Portal: Every region seems to have it's favourite beverages. Ah, that is most kind!

Master's lil Sunshine lowers his head and giggles ... surely his master had noticed the lack of slavegirls in tabor by now.

Franziskus Ninetails: Do you need spirit too?

Skeeve Portal: Yes, please!

Franziskus Ninetails looks to his boy "Did I pack some bottles of spirit, my lil sunshine? Or did I forget it in the stockhouse?"

Master's lil Sunshine: i think you packed some my master. i can go and look and see if you packed it in a different box my master” Master's lil Sunshine runs back to the ship and down into the hold once more, he searches through the packages and boxes until he finds the bota's of spirits. he pulls them out one by one, tucking them under his arms and carries them back to his master

Skeeve Portal: You do indeed carry good quality. The powders are very fresh!

Master's lil Sunshine places the bota's on the wagon for the healer's inspection. "i could only find six my master."

Skeeve Portal: I'll take all six! <smiles>

Franziskus Ninetails rubs his nose "Hmmm... normally it would be about 1 KT each, but I'll give the six to you for... hmmm... 3 KT? Is that fine with you?"

Skeeve Portal: wonderful! you are most kind

Master's lil Sunshine: master healer do you need a boy to carry your purchases to the infirmary for you?" river asks offering his assistance to the new tabor healer.

Franziskus Ninetails smiles and takes the coins from the Healer, then nods to his slave to pack the six bottles into a crate together with the other medical supplies

Skeeve Portal: At your convenience, thank you!

Master's lil Sunshine packs everything into one crate for the healer and lifts it up quite easily. He might be a small boy but his strength seemed to be as good as any other boy he had met

Skeeve Portal: I will not insult you by asking if you would sell River, but should you hear of a boy similar for sale, I would be willing to pay a reasonable finder's fee.

Master's lil Sunshine looks at his master slightly panicked as the master speaks of buying and tries to shrink into the background so not to bring more attention to himself.

Skeeve Portal notes River's panicked look "Don't worry, River. I can see in you master's eyes he would never sell you!!! "

Master's lil Sunshine looks to his master again, hoping that the healer is right. He feels confident that his master would not part with him but he was after all a merchant and if the right money was offered who could say for sure.

Skeeve Portal: Franziskus, I do apologize for discomforting River.

Franziskus Ninetails smiles while he inspects once again that all the goods are put into the crate as promised "Ha, I won't sell my lil sunshine. He's such a good boy; it will be hard to find another one pleasing like him. But I can keep my eyes and ears open”

Master's lil Sunshine takes a breath of relief and whispers. "shall i tote these wears to the infirmary my master?"

Skeeve Portal: Then I am already in your debt. Should you or yours need my services, I will give such as I can for free. But I should warn you... now that I know how low you "can" go on prices, I expect to have a good time negotiating in the future! <winks>

Franziskus Ninetails puts some extra herbs and juices into the crate as a surprise and welcome gift to the healer, knowing that at the cold season the health of the Taborians will be challenged. Franziskus Ninetails points to his slaves belly "My boy had a surgery a few days ago. Maybe one day in close future you could take a look at it. I'm not so sure, if your.. colleagues did a good work"

Skeeve Portal: I will be happy to! Just let me know when. What type of surgery?

Master's lil Sunshine stands holding the crate patiently waiting to be given permission to either put it down or take it to the healer's office

Skeeve Portal: <to River> And you! Put that down on the cart.

Franziskus Ninetails again scratches his head. "Appendix, they said. But it's a big scar they left." - As his boy has his hands full he reaches for his slave's top-part of the underwear and lifts it a bit to show his boy's belly

Master's lil Sunshine looks to his master for confirmation of the command by the healer

Skeeve Portal takes the load from the boy: I'd like to see him no later than tomorrow, and he's on "light duty" until then,.

Franziskus Ninetails takes the crate from the hands off the healer who took it from the hands of his boy and places it on the cart, so the healer can take a look at the scar

Franziskus Ninetails nods "I restricted him already from his duties in the furs for a while..." and he adds with a grin "... though he's not pleased about that!"

Skeeve Portal: Actually, careful furring would be ok, but he should not be doing any heavy lifting or orher heavy work just het

Franziskus Ninetails: And told him to have his chain-brothers done the heavy work, but he just can't hold still.

Master's lil Sunshine blushes as his master reveals his strong slave heat but says nothing and looks down to the ground so not to show his master up.

Skeeve Portal: In fact, properly done (as in gently) furring can provide excellent relief from pain.

Master's lil Sunshine gives his master a "i told you so " look then looks away again.

Franziskus Ninetails chuckles and pats his boy's butt... a bit harder then just 'playful' "Ah, you heard it, my lil sunshine"

Skeeve Portal: and by gently, River, YOU must be very very still.

Master's lil Sunshine blinks and looks at his master thinking the torture that would be. he gulps at the thought and whispers ."yes master healer" in reply

Franziskus Ninetails rubs the back of his nose "Hmmm..... some ropes could guarantee that...."

Skeeve Portal pointedly stares at the sky

Master's lil Sunshine raises an eyebrow and thinks .. maybe not so bad then, then shakes the thought from his head.

Skeeve Portal takes a closer look at the healing incision

Franziskus Ninetails smiles "Thank you for your advice, Sir. I think I know what to do now"

Skeeve Portal: The cut was larger that the technique taught me, but it looks like the work was competently done. I'll want to remove the stitches in about another three days, IF he does not stress the wound further.

Franziskus Ninetails looks at his boy "Hmmm, well... maybe we should wait with the travels to the north then until your brothers are back, my lil sunshine? I'm sure the captain can wait a few hours"

Master's lil Sunshine hangs his head as he is indirectly scolded

Skeeve Portal: River. I know you are eager to prove your value, but if you do not properly take care of yourself while healing, you may cause damage that could kill you. Death would take you away from your master even more certainly than being sold. Do. You. Understand. Me????

Master's lil Sunshine whispers ."yes master healer"

Skeeve Portal: I'm not sure I heard you

Franziskus Ninetails frowns at his boy "Do you have a cold or sore throat, mine?"

Master's lil Sunshine: "yes master healer," river says louder looking at his master “and no my master, i do not have a sore throat,"

Skeeve Portal: Good! I've yet to have a patient die on me, and if you are my first to do that, I'll hunt you down and kill you myself! <grins>

Master's lil Sunshine: thank you for asking about this boy's health my master"

Franziskus Ninetails smirks as his boy speaks louder "Ah, I thought because we could barely hear you"

Master's lil Sunshine looks up in total horror and gasps " i won’t master healer i promise."

Skeeve Portal: Good! You are too good a boy to be lost! <smiles>

Master's lil Sunshine: not actually getting the joke of what the healer had said. “i try very hard master healer to make my master proud.”

Franziskus Ninetails as the physician is ready with the inspection pulls the top of the underwear over his slave's belly again

Master's lil Sunshine tucks the woollen underwear back into his pants

Skeeve Portal: Keep the incision clean and dry as it heals. Make sure any cloths used have been cleaned in boiling water, then allowed to cool in a clean place. Wounds heal better if kept properly clean

Franziskus Ninetails: Hmmm, how about sul-paga?

Skeeve Portal: As a beverage or as a cleaning agent?

Franziskus Ninetails: It's a nasty drink, but I normally use it to clean wounds

Master's lil Sunshine eyes widen knowing how much that stings.

Skeeve Portal: Fresh, clean water would be better.

Master's lil Sunshine lets out the breath he was holding

Skeeve Portal: The strongest spirits you have *could* be used, but they tend to sting. A lot!

Franziskus Ninetails: Hmmmmm... maybe safer too? Last time when my lil sunshine had splinters in his cock and I cleaned it with sul-paga, his chain-brother was drunk some ahn later for... strange reasons

Skeeve Portal: <laughs loudly> I have a feeling his chain-brother was helping with the washing.. a lot!

Franziskus Ninetails scratches his head "Or was that the day with the numbing salve and your brother couldn't talk for 2 days, my lil sunshine?"

Master's lil Sunshine: it was the salve my master,

Skeeve Portal: (( it's so nice to be with good rpers!!! )) ok couldn’t resist leaving this bit in.

Master's lil Sunshine: the paga i got whipped because Endy suggested that i drank the rest for pain.

Franziskus Ninetails nods "Ah, I remember now! It was YOU who was drunk, because your chain-brother convinced you to DRINK the sul-paga instead of using it to clean the wounds. Yes!"

Master's lil Sunshine hangs his head at the memory of the beating he got due to his brother.

Skeeve Portal: It has truly been a pleasure meeting you, but I must return to the city. I hope we meet again soon! Safe paths, both!

Franziskus Ninetails smirks "Well, the one paga-barrel in the kitchen is there for some reason!"

Master's lil Sunshine: groans

Franziskus Ninetails: Always a threat, if I find you ever drunk without permission, my lil sunshine. Franziskus Ninetails nods to the healer "Safe paths and thank you, Skeeve"

Master's lil Sunshine: you won’t my master, my word on it

Franziskus Ninetails: I will send the boy to you in the next days

Master's lil Sunshine: safe paths master,” ] Master's lil Sunshine begins to pack up the boxes off the wagon, collecting all of his master's goods.

Franziskus Ninetails: Well, put all on the ship and tell the captain that we will pull anchor in the late hours. We will take your chain brothers with us"

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master.” Master's lil Sunshine pulls the loaded wagon to the ship and speaks softly to the captain who nods and orders his men to take the wagon back on board he then returns to his master. “ the captain says he can wait a few hours but if we miss the tide it will be tomorrow morning that we sail.”

Franziskus Ninetails nods, then suddenly remembers that they can't return with the sleen, as the beast is already loaded to the ship. “Hmmmm... go and buy two or three fish for the sleen, my lil sunshine. We need a name for him, I think

Master's lil Sunshine: sooty my master

Franziskus Ninetails: sooty?

Master's lil Sunshine: i called him sooty: nods: because he is white.

Franziskus Ninetails nods though he doesn't understand it. I hope I can remember that name. now go and get some fish for... Sooty .

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master

Calum shouts: Waves Tal!!

Master's lil Sunshine hurries over to the stores to see if they have some fish there

Franziskus Ninetails looks around as he thought he heard steps in the snow. He notices the boy Calum and waves back to him "Tal, Calum!"

Master's lil Sunshine smiles and waves. Master's lil Sunshine pays for three big fish and takes them back to the sleen and feeds him careful not to loose any fingers in the process

Franziskus Ninetails sniffs at the portions offered by Will Galuptra and grimaces

Franziskus Ninetails: Pah! some adulterated nasty stuff.no wonder he can offer it so cheap!

Master's lil Sunshine listens to his master muttering under his breath used to his growls

Franziskus Ninetails: Well, I guess we need to take the ferry home, my lil sunshine

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master, if it is running in this weather

Franziskus Ninetails: I heard they changed it to a sleigh but we can also walk on the ice or skate?

Master's lil Sunshine: aye

Franziskus Ninetails: oh... that reminds me to check the crates up there and tell one of your brothers, that the crates here have to be refilled

Master's lil Sunshine: yes my master i shall put a note on the board. Master's lil Sunshine runs to catch up with his master slipping and sliding as he crosses the ice

Franziskus Ninetails: Hmmm, the gingerbread is not selling as good as I thought only one of each sort... no candy canes at all. I was sure, the boys would ask their masters a lot to buy them candy canes

Master's lil Sunshine: aye but not all masters are as kind as you my master

Franziskus Ninetails: Ah, I have an idea, my lil sunshine

Master's lil Sunshine: what is that my master?

Franziskus Ninetails takes some ice-skates from the rack and puts them on his boots

Master's lil Sunshine grins getting the idea

Franziskus Ninetails: we can skate to the tropics at least to the fields

Master's lil Sunshine: aye my master

Franziskus Ninetails: have to check the markets there too

Here we were skating home.

Master's lil Sunshine takes off his skates as they get off the ice

Franziskus Ninetails as they reaches the corner of Tabor Tropics sits down to take the skates off

Franziskus Ninetails: Hmmm, the house looks good from here with the addition to the stable

Master's lil Sunshine: it does my master. Master's lil Sunshine shrugs off his cloak thankful to get rid of it now he is warm again. he also takes off his bow and boots. Master's lil Sunshine collects a plate of food for his master and brings in a hot black wine to warm him from their travels

Franziskus Ninetails takes his cloak off and puts it beside his pillow, then places the bow above it. He looks at the full plate "Is it already dinner time, my lil sunshine?"

Master's lil Sunshine: i thought that you might be hungry my master after skating so far. Master's lil Sunshine lifts the blackwine and offers it to his master, "to warm your insides my master. Just the way you like it with cream and two sugars "

Franziskus Ninetails smiles and takes the bowl from his boy "Thank you, my lil sunshine. Well, I could eat a bit meat and a sul and..." - he pokes with his fork into the brown thing "... whatever this is"

Franziskus Ninetails: Oh, it seems to be vulo, hm? Quite big

Master's lil Sunshine: it was a big bird my master

Franziskus Ninetails: Maybe I should consider a new position for myself.... Hmmm, I'm not a warrior... what else could I be but a merchant? Apply to the builder caste? Franziskus Ninetails grins at the imagination that he would rebuild whole Tabor.

Master’s lil Sunshine smiles, “they could do worse my Master.”

i am soooooooooooooooooooo Bored!

2011-12-27T17:54:00.000Z

I never thought i would ever say this but i am bored shitless. With the aftermath of my surgery i am banned from doing most household things for a few weeks. Sounds great dont it? but when you have little else to do even washing up sounds fun. I have already gone through my christmas dvd's.

my post was meant to be of a happy occasion but

2011-12-26T16:57:00.000Z

I am sure you have all seen the post my master made of the collaring of his son's first slave. I was going to post the whole ceremony and pictures. I worked on it, and got it edited and ready to go and then Jasper blew a fuse and attacked me IC and has been trying to attack my master and i since and bad mouthing us to our friends.
For that reason i am going to delete the whole thing and not post it.

As you all know, i do take roleplay seriously. I am my master's property and first boy and as first boy it is my duty to ensure that the other slaves know our rules and expectations.

on christmas eve, my master, and jasper and myself went out to roleplay. As usual jasper was playing the fool and giggling, making stupid jokes. So in IM i said "babe you need to be more serious." He went quiet and i thought no more of it. Ten minutes later he attacked me with a bow, took me down and said "now tell me to be more serious."

My Master was angry and upset because it ruined our roleplay. I tried to talk to jasper and he ignored me completely. He was how ever talking to my master (apparently i was always criticizing him, I dont think, 'please stop playing with my cock and spanker while we are in roleplay cus it ruins it, its there for my master not you," and "can you please stop using gestures while we are in roleplay" and "babe you need to be more serious," is always criticizing. i see it as being first boy and correcting mistakes before my master blows a fuse and tells him in not so nice a way.

Since christmas eve, he has attacked us again. this time trying to use a magic hud to disrupt our roleplay. My master however was faster than him and banned him from our parcel, ejecting him.

I now personally see him as a griefer and truly believe that he should be banned from the cluster for his misbehavior.

I will name and shame him because i think others should be warned of his psychotic personality.

SPARKS ZARCO aka JASPER

I apologized to him right away when i found out that he felt overly criticized

IM, as follows.

[2011/12/24 07:21] River Airy: sweetie you need to be a bit more serious

here he attacked me IC.

[2011/12/24 07:40] Sparks Zarco: now you can tell me to be more serious
[2011/12/24 07:40] River Airy: sorry that was uncalled for babe, i was only giving you a pointer
[2011/12/24 07:41] River Airy: i didn't want my master getting anoyed with you for being too light hearted
[2011/12/24 07:47] River Airy: why are you being like this. i thought you wanted to learn about being a slave.
[2011/12/24 07:57] River Airy: i am sorry if i upset you jasper but i was trying to help, please don't throw away our family for nothing.
[2011/12/24 08:08] River Airy: i can only say sorry jasper. i wasn't criticising honest. i wanted to help you be the best roleplayer you can be. if i overstepped the mark i am sorry. I wont say anything again i promise. i thought you liked us and trusted us. we trusted you and liked you. please come back
[2011/12/24 08:12] River Airy: i guess you either muted me or are ignoring me completely. i am sorry jasper . never meant to hurt or upset you .
[2011/12/24 08:27] River Airy: sighs sadly

after that he still attacks me when i am in roleplay. As i say a griefer.

update

2011-12-20T01:08:00.002Z

I am out of hospital now and starting my recovery at home.

last post for a little bit

2011-12-12T05:41:00.000Z

this will be my last post for a week, maybe two.

As my Master and Brother already know, i am going into hospital today for an operation. I will be away for a couple of weeks while i recover. I will miss you all and I hope that i will be well enough to come back sooner rather than later.
Take care all.
River.