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Post by The Madness on Feb 18, 2014 13:00:05 GMT -6
Oleg nodded, not really going into it further. "You and Oichi would make great friends, I'm sure of it." Oleg chuckled a bit, stroking his chin. "I do not care of your past. Never redeem one on what he has done, but on what he will do." Oleg then returned to his contracts, seemingly finishing his writing.
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Post by Ingrid on Feb 18, 2014 13:09:00 GMT -6
She stared blankly at Oleg for a moment, she was really surprised of his reaction, even when she agreed with his philosophy, she wondered why didn't he asked more questions about it.- Oh, well good! And how old is Oichi?
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Post by The Madness on Feb 18, 2014 13:14:26 GMT -6
"Around sixteen, seventeen?" Oleg slowly nodded, standing up as he stretched. "I'll go and prepare the horse for us, then. You stay and enjoy the warmth for a while." Oleg then waddled outside to the stables, preparing his horse, cursing his own kind heartedness.
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Post by Ingrid on Feb 18, 2014 13:27:30 GMT -6
Ingrid stayed obediently wondering about what kind of work she would do with the mercenary. Most likely Fighting bandits from the mountains or something of the sort.
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Post by The Madness on Feb 18, 2014 13:37:53 GMT -6
Oleg finished saddling the horse, going to the tavern as he then yelled to Ingrid. "The horse is saddled, we are ready to leave." Oleg nodded, heading back to the stables as he mounted on his horse, patiently waiting for the Sacean.
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Post by Ingrid on Feb 18, 2014 13:53:41 GMT -6
Without even thinking about it the girl stood from her seat and ran off to the morning cold. She liked the cold morning wind from the plains and it felt like she was running from her childhood to turn into a woman. She didn't stopped her race once she made it outside, she jumped into the back of the horse with the ease typical of the people from the plains of Sacae.- I'm ready to go Master Oleg!.
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Post by The Madness on Feb 18, 2014 13:57:42 GMT -6
Oleg nodded once, slightly tapping the horse as it begun a steady gallop, eventually beginning to run as they went outside the gate and into the plains of Sacea, slowly but surely the town dissapearing in the background.
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Post by Ingrid on Feb 18, 2014 14:06:55 GMT -6
She kept looking back at the city until it wasn't more than a dot in the distance.- So where are we going to?.- She asked carelessly while already riding backwards to watch the landscape, she was a bit of a dreamer after all.
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Post by The Madness on Feb 18, 2014 14:18:20 GMT -6
"Home." Oleg nodded, continuing the riding as he slowly whistled.
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Post by Ingrid on Feb 18, 2014 14:29:15 GMT -6
Ingrid Sighed.-home is not this way...- she thought to herself. It was weird being away from the tribe and a big part of her wanted to go back, but another part just wanted to go on like this, see how the rest of the world look's like and really show her father what she could do with her sword. She liked the whistling, she didn't knew the song but it was easy to follow with a hum.
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