[RPG] [BT] A sudden departure to a new land

[Stefano De Monte]

A boat Reached the Shores of Beluaterra.

Yellow and Brown Flags of the Monarchy of Perdan where clearly visible from
the harbors of a new city.

A city never been seen before by Grego, a small dark skinned men, with half
long brown curly hair.

Cloaked, and armed with a servant, also small and dark tanned, carrying a
big pile of books.

The boat reached the harbour of this big City and Grego Shivered just before
they landed at shore.
The temperature was much Colder than where he came from, but the long
journey across the sea made him start to get used to these kind of
temperatures.

*"This should be it"*
Grego gazed across the harbour as he watched across the city.
The roof tops seem to be made of of stone rather than wood and cloth..
Clearly these men didn't faced war for some time.
It was almost perfect, there where no clouds and the sky filled was filled
with a deep blue colour.

"Alrity lads! Land Ahoy! get of a my goddamn Ship!"
The big fat captain of the ship..
Grego looked at him one last time out of disgust before he left the frigate.

*"Victor, Write me a letter to the People of this Kingdom, give them a
little introduction."*

"Yes Sir"

*"Ow and Victor?"*

"Yes sir?"

*"Don't tell'em about my studies, its not irrelevant..."
"I'll see you in That Tavern, just over there."
*

"Understood M'Lord"

And So Victor, Sir Grego's Scribe left to buy some new pencils and writing
paper to start a new life with his master, in Service of the Duchy of
Fronepu in the Republic of Fronen....




 "Sir, You got a message"

*"Ow thank you Victor, please put it on that pile of paper work there on
your right"*

Grego had finally settled down in Fronenpu, a great city offering many
possibilities.

The local tavern, which was the first building he entered, offered him a
place to rent.
It was only a room with a bed, A candle, a desk and a chair, A coffer to put
all of his books in, and a vault for valuable findings from his research
about the History and Geology of the East continent.
There was nothing else in Gregos room apart from the curtains and most
obviously, the Door...
But Grego didn't need more, he was used to constant moving from city to
city, and even from village to village.
But this was better than he ever had.


His plan was to be followed, but deep in his heart he started to feel
something for this country.
Something that could resist him from going back in the Future, to finish his
research, and to fur fill his duty...

"Sir?"

*"What?"*
Grego lifted his head, clearly irritated by Victors interruption.
*I thought he left already.*

"Well.. Its a Message Signed by the Prime Minister, Where asked to move out
M'Lord."

*"Ok, Search for some good soldiers at the local recruitment-center and
bring me back your report, I first need to finish this, I need to understand
this map completely before me move ANYWHERE."*

"Yes Sir!"
And as Victor Though Quickly closed the door behind him, he could still hear
Gregos final, although mumbling words.

*"Godamn maps.."*


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-Stefano de Monte
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