Lancer (Cu Chulainn) (
red_branch) wrote in
eachdraidh2014-12-16 10:02 am
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[Popping up on the locket, Lancer glanced over a map off-screen, jotting things onto it with charcoal. He realized he might have turned on the locket too soon, pausing in what he was writing so he could look up. Seated in the middle of a lush, green plain, he conducted himself with an immense air of boredom that bordered on slowly falling asleep to one's complete and mortal end. He was impatient, though fortunately, it hadn't quite shown, yet. He simply looked tired.]
Alright, so... It's been pretty slow out in the fields. Courtesy to you, Princess Grainne, your hunch wasn't entirely incorrect. It's an issue of what defines an army, I think--which is where I should drop some information:
[He pulled up his map a little to look it over, but it was largely still out of sight of the camera. The only indication he was reading something had been the rustling of the fabric he carried.]
I've found a few camps in a location I'm not going to name or describe quite yet, if only because it wouldn't be fair those of us who don't do odd things like reporting to both sides.
[There was a dismissive wave of the hand. Lancer didn't really care on a moral basis--this was just a competition to him. Still, he didn't like to waste chances when it came to allies. He was bent out of shape about something and wanted to fix a few problems to alleviate that.]
The long and short of it is, I had a fun time watching ambitious hunters get turned into woodland creatures during the hunt and I think you all may be due for some education.
If anyone's willing, I'd like to use this chance to teach you folks how to sneak around and do a little spying and if we fish up anything that sounds dangerous, maybe turn this into a skirmish to take or secure territory for ourselves.
(OOC: The area in question is the southern border of Dorchadas(Caer Scima's main territory. Think Cathraon's northern side!))
Alright, so... It's been pretty slow out in the fields. Courtesy to you, Princess Grainne, your hunch wasn't entirely incorrect. It's an issue of what defines an army, I think--which is where I should drop some information:
[He pulled up his map a little to look it over, but it was largely still out of sight of the camera. The only indication he was reading something had been the rustling of the fabric he carried.]
I've found a few camps in a location I'm not going to name or describe quite yet, if only because it wouldn't be fair those of us who don't do odd things like reporting to both sides.
[There was a dismissive wave of the hand. Lancer didn't really care on a moral basis--this was just a competition to him. Still, he didn't like to waste chances when it came to allies. He was bent out of shape about something and wanted to fix a few problems to alleviate that.]
The long and short of it is, I had a fun time watching ambitious hunters get turned into woodland creatures during the hunt and I think you all may be due for some education.
If anyone's willing, I'd like to use this chance to teach you folks how to sneak around and do a little spying and if we fish up anything that sounds dangerous, maybe turn this into a skirmish to take or secure territory for ourselves.
(OOC: The area in question is the southern border of Dorchadas(Caer Scima's main territory. Think Cathraon's northern side!))

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