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| Maximillian | Jul 19 2008, 07:06 PM |
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Grand Duke of Nautilla
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"To meat and ale then." smiled the Nautillian. He took off a flask from his coat poured a decent amount into a small cup which by some unnatural accident was also in his pocket and took a mug from the Apprahead's backpack and poured all the contents inside and gave it to his companion. "Nothing beats being under the stars again you know. One of my grandfathers loved to gaze upon them. His dream was to reach them and explore what lay beyond them. He used to tell me, that the stars - innumerable and bright, are living worlds like ours, full of people and places and cultures unknown all waiting to be touched, explored and understood. But right now, a cheers to meat and ale eh young Master Giggles?" The name Giggles did not bother Maximillian one bit. He had heard enough strange names in all his travails, stranger and more odd than the one carried by the Apprahead he now was seating beside with. He sniffed the air and inhaled deeply as to savour the freshness the air possessed this very night. "Technology, schechmology... its all the same to us Nautillians one way or another. Far North our place is much more riddled with machines and steam and a dastardly everyday snow. In fact we only have one season, winter. Jagged mountains and harsh terrains that freezes a man's heart and soul if not for his will to create and survive. All in all I just try to amuse myself with technology, as my other grandfather always said, man was never meant to stay put in one place and gather Fanglemoss ferns." Maximillian continued, motivated by the strong concoction he now imbibed. It was a mixture of Poppleweed berries and a rare eastern Monkhag fruit which by Maximillian's own brew contained at least a 150% pure alcohol. "But sometimes, I wonder whether tis nice to not know most things than be all knowing. Life is much simpler for someone who knows little rather than too many." "Don't worry about transportation Master Giggles," the Duke's cheeks turning redder and redder, illuminated by the sharp hues of the small fire. He took out a small time piece from his vest, which was full of odd symbols and intricate hands and wheels and started tweaking a few knobs here and there. Then out of his oily coat he managed to produce a small metallic tube with a wooden handle with what resembled to be a trigger. He aimed it at the sky and fired and out a bright red will 'o wisp went hurtling to the night sky. Higher and higher it went till finally it exploded like a blue firecracker. "I don't know magic, but sometimes a little innovation compensates once in a while. My ship will be here soon and not just any ship mind you Master Giggles. The best ship the world's greatest minds can think and built. If you like I can drop you off anywhere you like if I will happen to pass near your point of destination. I myself am going on a journey to Ethreas, to oversee a little business." Then a most unexpected happened as Maximillian was talking to the Apprahead. A number of gadgets inside his pocket whirled and whizzed and turned their gears and cogs in frenzy. Maximillian took out one such gadget which resembled a timepiece as he had previously taken out. "Odd." said Maximillian in a hushed tone as he sat down and sipped from his cup. "Bewitched, bothered and bewildered..." "A WOMAN!!!" cried old Maximillian as he stood up and in his haste lost his balance and hit his head upon a small terrapin rockturtle who was walking behind him. Then he lost his consciousness again. |
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