675-09-05 - Cage Talk

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Cage Talk
Summary: Slider is held in a cage by the northern Barbarians, as he tries to learn what he can about the enemy.
Who: Slider
References: re:Agostino re:Esther
When: 675-09-05
Related Logs: 675-09-02 - Like a... Captured
Date of RP: 2014-09-12
Where: Northern Barbarian Camp - Dark Forest
Room Desc: A 'clearing' by the standards of the Dark Forest, which is more just an area with fewer trees. Giant flora is everywhere from the moss to the trees themselves. This must be some of the most fertile ground in the world. The clearing is filled with everything from lean-tos made of sticks and leaves to large tents which looks to be made from a single pelt too massive to belong to anything that lives. A war camp by all accounts, the Northern Barbarians moving about seeing to the matters of their day. From time-to-time small groups will leave and come back. Sometimes it will be hours, others days before they return, a few still haven't. The shelters grow smaller the further out one goes from the center of the camp, in the western part of the camp surrounded on all sides by moderately-sized tents with pelts for walls is a collection of cages made from the branches of the local trees. The catch is the branches are so large they are nearly the size of logs in Felaguria.


<FS3> Slider rolls Body -1: Failure. <FS3> Notus rolls 1: Success.

<FS3> Slider rolls Linguist+1: Good Success.

Slider has been held in one of the wooden cages near the outer sections of the camp since he was brought to the camp. The smilodon fatalis as the locals called the large cat creature hasn't been seen since Slider was brought in. Slider had his tunic and armor removed when his injuries were cleaned and wrapped up, and a large heavy pelt is provided to be used as a cloak or blanket. They seem to have overall been quite reasonable. Though held at spearpoint at times, this is only when someone comes in to change his bandages and poultices. His wounds have been healing well enough, the bleeding stopped and the wounds kept cleaned, some of the cuts even stitched closed where needed. Having been given some kind of bad smelling liquid has helped Slider get over his illness entirely in the past few days. Everyone present at the camp appears to be either a warrior or hunter from the general look of everyone Slider has seen so far. More concerning is that around the edge of the camp, including several meters from his own cage is one of those large wolves chained up to a tree which looks like its acting as a guard dog. Listening in and paying attention to gestures and the like Slider has picked up some of the words of the local language. Another female seems to be the one keeping an eye on Slider the most, though her accent is also strong, she seems to know at least a few more words of the common tongue then anyone else as most know none of it.

Days it may have been and he has been a perfect captured enemy, though a enemy to these people could mean anything. As thsi is a war camp, he comes to take in numbers, how many carry waht, who may be their leaders if any. Seeing if he can see them practice, how good are theri archers and their blade work. All this he starts to look into, he starts to look into how they deal with the wounds of others, what kind of medicine, what it may consists of. All this is definitely what he is looking to know. As he picks up a bit of the language and what it may mean, he keeps that to himself, thinking perhaps a ignorant enemy is a safe enemy. As he is dressed and given soemthing to cover up with he nods to the woman, saying thank you in his language. Though if at all possible, he would teach her his words for objects that may be close, perhaps teach her better than she knows. As night and day pass, he waits patiently, he knows the others may be looking but he hopes they have given up, they can't withstand this. Now, to find a way out of this, except them large wolfs may be a big problem.

The woman does try to learn more of the language, pointing to things and looking expectantly, clearly trying to get the word for what she gestures to in common. After a few days it would seem whatever training or medical care they get here is in a place Slider cannot see, though they also took the samples of plants he had collected as well so its anyone's guess what was done with those. The woman seems agreeable enough and answers some questions if asked. Now that a few days has passed and she has learned a bit more she asks Slider, "More of you. Here?" gesturing to the surrounding forest.

Slider is friendly, well as friendly as can be but he does help her as much as possible, she does bring food and at least looks after him and his injuries. As she finaly comes along and asks him if there are more than himself in the forest he looks at her and blinks. " May I speak to your leaders?" he would liek to answer but it's obvious she has been tasked to ask him. Though she may have helped him, she is working for a enemy that he has little knowledge of. "I will speak to leaders." as he motions to the much, much bigger tent.

The woman looks back to the large tent in the middle of the camp and says, "Patrician not here. Left for lasting peace. Any found held. Safe." She then looks back and says, "That." pointing to the tent, "Not Patrician."

Slider looks at her, trying his darnest to understand her wording. At least he gets that Patrician is the leader but he or she is not around. Lasting peace is another thing that gets his interest. " What peace you looking for, peace between Two Rivers and all of you?" so many words, he knows that the translation or what she gets will become garbbled. Then thinking a bit more. " I would like to practice with my weapons. I am getting stiff, need to move, practice, not locked up."

She looks at him curiously and says, "Peace." pointing to herself then to Slider and repeats, "peace." once more. The bit about practicing she doesn't seem to understand. She clearly knows some words already, though where she learned them is anyone's guess.

Slider nods slowly and then seems to understand her as she points to him and then back to her. So peace between the both of them is good , but how and why?"Weapons , me, practice." as he waves his hand around like he is fighting. Then he points to himself. He knows there is room but he needs to move, he needs to practice. All he knows he ust and he will, even if under spear point.

She shakes her head and says, "All find. Held. Safe."

Slider looks at her and then motions for her to take him around. " Show me." as he motions for them to go walking now, he needs to see more. He stands upif allowed and stretches but he can feel his stifness and he looks at her. " Wlak, you me and them." as he points ot the spear wielders."

She looks to be trying to understand, and finally repeats, "Find. Bring. Held. Safe. Peace." taking her time with each word in case he's not understanding her properly.

Slider tilts his head a little and then hmms. " Peace..' as he points to himself. " Walk." as he motions with his fingers he wants to walk. " Safe...." as he points to himself. " Walk...." as he points to him walking again. Then he motions to her. " Walk...safe." all indications is for her to take him for a walk.

She shakes her head and says, "Find." pointing to him. "Bring." the gestures to their surroundings. "Held." and pats the 'bars' of the wooden cage. "Safe." then gestures to his bandages and also acting as though she is eating. "Peace." then gestures to herself and him once more.

Slider shakes his head. " Safe, me walk, safe, me not here." as he points at the cell. " Me Peace and me need to walk. You come and wlak, I go and walk, me safe." his tone is nice, he is not forcing, he is been patient and really he just wants to walk and see more.

She shakes her head and says, "Walk." as she seems to have learned the word from the gestures, and points to the cage. She then seems to think for a bit and says the word, "Walk." then says something in her own language very slowly, enunciating the word carefully as one might to an infant being taught how to speak.

Well, it is a slow process, at least he is starting to get on her nerves or at least she is trying to change the subject alittle with teaching him her words in her language. So Slider does start to listen and repeat with her way of saying things. He even tries to put in her accent as some would call it. Though he does nod, he once again motions for him to go wlaking but in her language.

She seems to ignore the request and teaches him more and more basic words. Finally she asks in her own language after an hour or so, "More of you, here? Bring here. Safe. Patrician peace."

She is insisting that he bring his companions here, that they be safe. She is asking if there are more but he cant tell her yes or now, in either case he frowns alittle. " You like been in cage?" as he says this in her language and in his, so she can hear the words as they translate. " Me not animal, need no cage, me stay out of cage. Friends gone, not coming back, gone." at least he hopes.

She thinks a bit and replies, "Held safe. Patrician say. Peace, let go." in his language.

As the woman continues to speak he nods and seems to understand. "I do not know where they are, gone, peace, safe, gone they are." they meaning two or more, he hopes they think it's more. Then thinking further he smiles. " Smilodon Fatalis, where?"

She nods, then to the question says, "Ate some day one. Get when, let go."

So they ate it, he wonders if he had any, perhaps he did. Slider looks at her curious as it sounded like he get the cat when he is set free. Two things pop into his mind, getting set free, when will that be and does that mean death? Second, he gets when released, the meat, maybe the fur or maybe it's what they use to cover up the dead. " Walk." as he motions again, he needs to see.

She shakes her head and says, "Walk there." gesturing to the cage. Adding, "Let go when peace." in his language. At least he has a place to use the bathroom, the soil is soft enough not to be too much of a pain when sleeping... In fact they might have even turned the soil after building the cage to make it softer to lay on as there doesn't seem to be any rocks or roots to poke the body either. The cage is roughly three meters wide and six meters long, also just over two meters high.

Slider takes a seat and then looks at her, motioning for her to take a seat on the other side of the cage. " teach more." motioning a sign on learning her words. May as well learn something as he stays in this cage. " Are there any more prisoners kept safe here?"

She looks at him curiously a bit at his question before finally saying, "Woman, with Patrician." She actually gestures cupping her breasts without actually touching them as she says woman. As though she were repeating a gesture she learned elsewhere. She then starts to say other words in his language and her’s.

Slider actualy chuckles at her guesture and then ndos, understanding fully and he will listen. There are a few things he would tell her and how to pronounciate properly. All this he spills and he will take in anythign she teaches him, let the time pass and he will saty in the cage.

After a bit longer Slider seems to learn the translation of every word she knows in common, at which point she seems to focus on learning what words he can teach her.

<FS3> Slider rolls Linguistics+1: Good Success.