Memorial – Amethyst Tuqiri (Ame)

It is not often I discuss anything related to real-life on my blog, in fact I don’t think I ever have. However recently I received some news of one of those cases where RL thrusts itself into SL in the worst of ways. News of an SL friends RL Death.

Her name was Ame, she roleplayed a Kajira (slave-girl) in SL Gor. Her Master was Courgan Barzane. I RPed with her a few times, but there were others that knew her a lot better than me, so I am leaving the better words up to them.

Amethyst Tuqiri 4th September 2007 – 16th August 2020 (SL Rezday to RL passing)

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Here I include the comments of those that attended the Memorial gathering on 23rd August 2020. Although I made my own notes of what was said, I am reproducing the comments and pictures provided by Courgan as he distributed copy inworld.

There is a lot to read if you choose,but it just goes to show how much people can care about those they will never meet in the physical wold.

(This next paragraph was going to go at the end of the post, but that would assume you read it all and I doubt people that didn’t know her will do that.)

As you can(will) see, ame was loved by many. I know those that don’t use SL will find it hard to comprehend that people build relationships like this with people they will never meet. However the words speak for themselves I feel. Anyone can look however they want to look in SL, so when you’re interacting with them, their visual appearance is mostly a small factor. You are communicating with a real person, the inner person,not their visual appearance. The lack of physical cues or facial expressions (although we can now do those with Bento to some degree) makes the words more meaningful.

Courgan Barzane

“Hello all and thank you for coming to ame’s memorial. I know for sure, it would have meant a lot for her. Otherwise her friend would have not felt obliged to come and inform us, if not her sl family, which were the exact words, meant that much to her.

Even in a family, people tend to bicker and fight now and then, so some of you had your share in clashing with her when she was in the mood for such. But one thing I know for sure as well, she was impulsive but had no dark spot in her heart at all. And trying hard to restrain herself in the last year, which is all you can ask for.

She made even me gnaw my teeth often enough in the first months of our way together, but now, with every passing day since the moment I heard the sad truth, I am more and more realizing what I, what we all have lost with her.

Another friend of her, Ricka, asked me when I informed him “how is it a person we never knew in rl can affect us so much?”. I did not answer that then, but thought about it and know now why:
It’s when they have a great heart. Many here come and go without us caring, so someone must be special if we are affected that much by their going.

My own history with her began over 12 years ago in Cardonicus, where she had been one of the girls there while I did my best to keep the foe outside the walls. Those, who have been there, know the special bond which connects still today all oldtimers from that city.

Over the years, our paths crossed often in places I held or/and built, from the woods of Cardonicus and village of Piedmont, over the resurrected Piedmont of 2014 to the various instances of the Forest of Gor. Until on the 30th of June 2018 she came to me, as she just lost her Master and was feeling alone and lost.
That day I took her under my wings until she found a “more suitable master in her own timezone”. Little did I know on that day that she would wear my collar gladly until her dying day.
Being in different time zones does not make it easy and I still think she would have deserved someone here for her with more time than I could manage, she had to spend so much time in waiting for me to log in, but in the end she claimed she was very happy and that must be the most important thing.

I knew she was sick,
I knew she was sicker than she wanted to make us believe. This was the third time in the last 2 years she was in hospital after all, but all we heard made us hope, she would come back again.
But it did not happen and so we got the sad news that she lost her fight finally.

Even now I still have a hard time to grasp that we won’t see her again doing her mischief, having her sit on my lap and telling me excited the latest news or showing her newest acquisitions of hair or clothes.

The group shows last log on on the 18th of August, but we all know it was not her anymore, it was just her toon. But as with all our toons, not the pixels count, but the one at the keyboard. And that had her last direct words to me on 4th of June, just before she had to leave her house for hospital.

If I only knew then that it were to be our last words, I would have said so much more than “get better” and give her a kiss. But I was convinced to see her just a few days later from her bed on her laptop.

Small things do indeed matter as we saw. She took the notebook with her to stay in contact, but wrecked it first day by spilling coffee over it.

Who can say for sure, that it would not have made a difference for her fight, if she had our support mentally during the long weeks in hospital?

In any case she would have had the chance to stay longer in contact to her sl family, which would have been so important to her, the one thing we can know for sure.

So we only can hope that her third life treats her better than her first and that she sits now in heaven in a flower patch between the beloved butterflies, just like the spots you will see nearly everywhere in this sim if you care to look closer, waiting for her return that will not happen anymore.

So I placed her picture up here into a flower field and gave her butterflies to watch and know she would have loved that as you can see by some of the portraits she took of herself in between flowers around this place.

Others of her friends knew her as long as me and at least as good, perhaps even better and so I will step now back to give them a chance to add a word or two with a virtual toast
To Ame, may she be in heaven now.”

இگổηΐãஇ (emmanuella Checchinato)

smiles to Courgan .. thanks you Courgan …can i add a word ?

“I writed a short text for our best friend Ame, we are all sad of her departure but she will keep in the eternity in our thoughts and heart, Maurice Maeterlinck, a Belgian writer of the last century said:
“Let us get used to seeing death as a form of life that we do not yet understand. Let’s learn to see it through the same eye as birth. “.

The death of a loved one is, of course, a great sadness for his family and friends.
Yet death remains a mystery. Everyone is looking for a meaning. Some believe in God and in the existence of a paradise. Others think that the soul of the deceased has another life …
To each his own ..

Our beloved, you left this world to rest in a peaceful country.
This country where you now reside, my friend Ame.
A country with blue skies from which you watch over all the loved ones you left behind in this world: your friends gathered here to pay you a last homage.
Ame has left us
She will now rest in peace in this land, her native land where her family she loved so much still lives.
It is difficult for me to pronounce this elegy, so much sadness and sorrow grips me.
Your death is our great sorrow.
Our emotion is great when it comes to saying goodbye to you. It’s hard to accept the disappearance of a loved one with whom they shared so much. Shared the moments of joy as the most difficult trials.

You were a wonderful person, always concerned with the interest and well-being of each member of his large Gorean family.
Your great human qualities and your altruism made your company sought after and appreciated. Today, your whole family miss you. They are all orphans of you and your love for them.
Your loyal and unconditional friendship will be sorely missed by your friends. You were a friend who was always available and listened to others.
You knew how to cultivate friendship wonderfully. To be your friend was to be part of your family: to be your dear brother or sister.
By leaving us on the quay of life, you left us in order to go on a journey to certainly paradisiacal countries.
Your departure has plunged us into the emotion and sadness of not seeing you in this world.
Yet each of us knows that your good deeds and great wisdom can only lead you to an afterlife of beauty, relief, and serene rest.
Dying is everyone’s fate.
No one knows at what age those days will come to an end.

Your death is a last lesson that you give to your loved ones. It gives us even more to think about the importance of living every moment to the fullest.
You have fully lived your life. You knew how to love and enjoy every moment: your family, your friends, …
“Live it, believe me, don’t wait until tomorrow; pick the roses of life today “wrote Pierre de Ronsard.

By your way of being, your relationship with others and your conception of existence made up of wisdom and respect, you have really succeeded in your life ..
Today we have to accept your death and let go.

Its possible and slow acceptance will depend on each of us, on our past, on our history, on what we are able to understand from your unexpected departure.
We have to find consolation in telling ourselves that this last trip you are taking is a trip to a deserved paradise, which no one really can talk about …
We must mourn and let you go in peace. We have to accept that death is part of the path of life. It continues and we must conceive of it as a stage in our personal destiny.

However, the death of a person cannot erase all our beautiful memories and our beautiful thoughts for them.
We will think of you, every day, with gentleness and full of love. Our loving thoughts will be with you on your new path.
The country where you live today is certainly a pain free country where love and permanent serenity reign.
Rest in country in this delicious world where, I know, you observe us and listen to us with affection.
Our tears and tears are words of love sent to heaven to cover your heart with happiness in your final abode.

I extend my deepest condolences to all your family and friends whether here on SL or real.
thanks you”

Mazulat Grigorovich

“We connected off and on through the years, though my leaving Gor and then SL put us out of touch for awhile. She wanted so much to be the perfect Kajira, except when she didn’t.. Finding mischief and trouble to keep it interesting was her routine. The last version of our story together was an odd one, an even then, she made even simple mundane rp pleasant and worthwhile.
I made excuses to come visit the twig of a slave girl every time i had reason to trade with or hunt the local tree urts. And she was always there, waiting for her candy or piece of pretty cloth to stash away for times her owner might not catch her. She aided me often and even had a hand in seeing me sold as war loot once.

I have thought of her often since stepping away from Rp, she was just one of those folks that made you smile. Made you want to be here and enjoying this second life. I hope her next one brings her as many smiles as she brought me.

Always sending me birds, asking when i was coming back to Gor. I’ll miss that”

Magaska Haystack

“I don’t have much to contribute, but I first met Ame in Cardonicus, one of the girls who came to my bakery to get cookies every day. She was so determined to be the best Kajira she could be, and tried harder than any other girl I have met here, in SL.
She convinced me to come out of retirement to man the bakery in the Forest Outpost, and it was wonderful to have her again sneaking cookies from the jar.

To be sure she was always seeking the perfect Master, and I believe she finally found one in Courgan. I shall miss her enormously. Rest in peace, my Ame.”

Tudu Beleza

Whenever we say goodbye to someone we think it is for them, and no, I think it is for us and the emptiness it leaves in us, for that reason, and I am sure she knows it, since she is on her way from somewhere else, that the blessings remain for us, and the paths unknown to her . So I consider these words for all of you, and that she will agree:

May the rains that wet you be soft and warm.
May the wind come filled with the perfume of flowers.
May the rivers be conducive to you and run to the side you want to navigate.
May the clouds cover the sun when you are alone in the desert.
Let the deserts be filled with trees when you want to cross them. Or that you find those magical plants that keep the water you need at their roots.
May the cold and snow come when you are in a warm cave.
May you never lack fire.
May you never lack water.
May you never lack love.
Maybe the fire can be started.
Maybe water can fall from the sky.
But, if you lack love, there is no water or fire enough to continue living.

this is all. Good travel Ame!”

MoisesBenitez Resident

Glances about the area, looking at everyone in doing so and says…”I do not know many of you, and most likely none of you know of me. But, I can say this much, two people in SL Gor have made a serious and genuine impact on me in terms of friendship. One is the man to my left , Zane Kanze and the other, is Ame. The last Gorean homestone I had on SL is where Ame resided. Every night when I did my guard duty, Ame would get in my IM box and asked me how I am doing. She took her role very seriously and truly cared about people.

Mоїsєs Bєиїтєz looks to Courgan and says….”I know you are suffering, but I can only imagine the depth of that suffering. I know for a fact that Ame via SL had made a positive profound impact on me during my times on SL Gor and now, unfortunately in RL. I, coming from Old Gor (aka mIRC), Ame represented that environment where I had learned of Gor. My regards and sympathy goes to you Courgan and the rest of you. Rest in Peace, Ame.”

Ricka Deerhunter

Amethyst Tuqiri. or Ame as we all knew her.
I had the pleasure of spending a lot of time with her over the course of maybe a month. Maybe 2. Maybe less. I dont know. I was in the man village with her down below. Lydius Outpost, and in the fort nearby.
We worked together to keep Dani and her panthers out of the city. . It was often just the 2 of us, while Courgan was offline, I was blessed with permission from Courgan and Ame to be the man about the place. Ame was the slave while I was here with her. We had so much fun, and Courgan, you were her guy through all of the fun times I had with her,

She always had an idea when you would be coming online. Her little feet pitter pattered the fort and village all day long while you were away Courgan..When you came online Courgan, it was time for me to stop playing the part and her real guy to be here for her.
Ame was loyal to Courgan. She was loyal to all her home here and her friends. She was dutiful and diligent to this place and these friends of hers here.There were times she was completely alone on sim. No men. No panthers.

I really respected her loyalty to the things and people that she made her home amongst. I really enjoyed my time with her here.

May Ame rest in peace. I will miss her being there online, in this sim, and even seeing her online on my friends list meant a lot to me. I’m going to miss her, and all of that.”

Zane Kanze

The last song she requested for me to play https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NRbD3ggyc7U

The little one, who came over now and then, or always offered friendly invite to come enjoy drink or see her beautiful dance, even through our minor spats, She always came back with that twinkle in her eye, bold, shining bright, just to make me smile and forget about dark days, determined, creating many laughs, she always was one of the reasons to return here, as part of Gor, Ame was dedicated, more so than even some warriors, sticking to her home, her land, an example some of us goreans forget sometimes, the meaning of loyalty…the next time you raise a drink, do it for ame, and remember ame’s way, is something Gor lacks a bit right now, drink, to the wild little daisey, shine on little diamond..,

I met her when my mom passed away in rl, she invited me to a dance contest, and loved those slave runs…All of your words triggered even more memories of her, the good one’s indeed, thank you for coming here for her and Courgan,

[2017/11/29 14:46] Amethyst Tuqiri: Happy time!

whenever working on things, she always made me smile and laugh, even when I was deep into work mode, inspiring, and just made things easier, and funner..
Her last words to me were, are you coming back to Gor master?

Here we are”

QuinnLexi Resident

“I’m very sorry to hear what happened, Ame will be missed” “My sympathy for those who have lost today””

Dahlia Vanbeeck

“To ame .. xx”

GusSilverclaw Resident

“Our time was short but she did definitely brighten my day, she will be missed all I can do is Wish her Safe Paths on the next part of her journey
Thank You Ame”

Take Coverdale

“Thank you Courgan for so many thoughtful, heart felt words. And how it would have meant so much to her to see so many of her sl friends here today. She will be so dearly missed
She was indeed mischievous, but that was Ame. She was the first person I met on SL and we dated for many years, even in GOR. I only wish I’d stayed in contact more recently to hug her and say goodbye properly.

Dear sweet Ame, be finally at peace

I too remember those days that Magaska talks about (as my Gorean Alt Freddy in Cardonicus), And she would be happy to please me with those stolen cookies. She was a mischievous character who pushed the role as slave to the limits.
But that was Ame, she was the first person I met on SL, and over many years we went through many up and downs, both in RL and SL. But the was always something that connected and kept us coming back.

I was davasted by the news and wished I’d been able to say good bye properly.
Another time Ame, another time when we will meet again.
Rest peacefully my girl, REST XXOXOX”

Blair Talaj (N’Kara)

இگổηΐãஇ :I also have a note from N’Kara who cannot attend now, she is there yes but not really she had family needs and therefore had to leave her avatar alone with us, so I speak on her behalf:

I just want to say in the world of Gor where women were taken captive either by a raid of an enemy city or earth, Ame was true to her slave heart. Loyal to FoG and to her masters, especially Courgan. She knelt in the presence of men eager to serve as one should.
She is funny, she is warm hearted, she is the perfect Kajira. There will be a deep void, a missing heart. Her presence will be dearly missed and I will miss camming her with a chuckle.

Rest in peace, Kajira Ame.”

My own contribution:

“I did not know her as well as many of you, I know, but she was always so warm and cheerful when you spoke to her, like a ray of sunshine talking to her.
Well I believe my first encounter with ame was back in 2018, I was running my tavern, but also roaming around different places, including Dani’s camp by way of the outpost, where I met Ame
we didn’t have as many conversations as the rest of you, the were mostly just passing greetings.

But every conversation always seemed to brighten my mood.
she always seemed cheerful, which can be a challenge in some places in Gor, She was gem.

RIP Ame”

AJ Jouvenet

“The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life. Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof.”
― Richard Bach, Illusions

I met Ame once when my partner Lucius Skinstad and I were making a visit back to Gor. I was struck by how warm and endearing a person Ame was to a new person. Luc spoke so highly of her. He very much wanted to be here with you all today. On his behalf I offer the Roman support for this loss. I grieve with you

Rest in peace Ame”

NiaLuna Resident

“I believe you are now in better world…maybe it is Gor too….hugs dear Ame
hugs Ame ……take care all
Rest in peace Ame”

Dani

“Hmmm … you know what? Like all of you, I sat frozen as I read the message about Ame. Then I had a few difficult days, the emotions overwhelmed me every day. Then I spoke to Sonia and Courgan who told me they would be helding a speech.

So now I sat here and figured out what to say, staring at her pictures and the butterflies that Ame loved so much. One thing I knew for sure: I don’t want to say that I miss her infinitely, that she was the greatest person, that she is a great loss … pffff … No!

I looked – although various friends told me not to do it – at the old logs and you know what? Ame was never sad at all! She was funny, cheeky, creative, loyal and always cheered us up in the darkest moments. Many of the old logs made me laugh: Ame was soooo funny !! So why should we stand around here and be sad? I know how Ame would react if we did that!

Dᴀɴɪ™: >:( grr!
Maz: 😀
Magaska Haystack smiles
sharrissae: nods
Dᴀɴɪ™: Exactly … be happy, cheeky, enjoy every free minute here with your friends. And if you are not happy, do it like Ame! If you don’t know how to grrrr … ask me. I can show you!
Dᴀɴɪ™: >:( grr!

I have known Ame, like many of you, for over 12 years. And Cardonicus, like Ame, is always present in our memories and heart. So: don’t be sad for too long, but do what Ame expects from us all: grab your friends, be cheeky, creative and play together as one big family. In this sense, Ame will always be between us in the future and push us to have joy and make new friends every single day! And now I close my little speech, knowing it is in Ames’ sense with an animation that she gifted me once:

I hope no one will spank me now… but THIS was Ame!!!

**Well he asked for it**
♫♩The wonderful thing about tiggers ♫♩
♫♩is that Tiggers are a wonderful things ♫♩
♫♩Their tops are made out of rubber ♫♩
♫♩Their bottoms are made out of strings ♫♩
♫♩Bouncy, clowncy, clowncy, clowncy, fun, fun, fun ♫♩
♫♩But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers ♫♩
♫♩That I’m the only one ♫♩
♫♩ I’m the only one ♫♩

RIP my supa dupa Amekins!!! Looove you!!!! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
((end of my speech and crying lol))”

Responses to Dani’s speech:

Maz: OMG lol yep, that be the girl
Magaska Haystack smiles
Zane Kanze: Skall! the little weed that blossomed to a fine flower <3 XoxoX
Yale Corvale: Lovely Dani, and so appropriate
Maz: thank you for that dani, really
———–

Lydius City Inn and Tavern

In a previous post I visited the Tavern outside the walls and another time I had explored inside the city with potential plans to move there.

The decision has now been made for me however, the forest homestead is closing due to funding issues. So everyone based there is moving to the Lydius region, which is Full region rather than Homestead.

So I paid another visit to the City to explore housing and character role opportunities.

So I approached the gates of Lydius to find them surprisingly open and a guard sleeping in the doorway.

Sleeping guard at the open gates

I stated my business and intent to find new lodgings and perhaps run the Inn or Tavern. When I mentioned I already had girls that could work in there in various roles,(which is true I’m still in contact with a couple of them from my old Tavern) he seemed very interested in showing me the places.

The potential issue here however is the differences between an Inn and a Tavern in Gorean lore. Lydius is a BTB (By The Book) region, meaning it’s supposed to stick strictly to the lore.

In Gorean lore the only females you’d find in a Tavern would be those on their knees serving drinks, dancing mostly naked, or on their backs in curtained-off alcoves. Taverns are basically male-only drinking dens. So having a female proprietor would be most irregular.

The Tavern is nearest, with the Inn at far end.

On the other hand an Inn is a much more respectable establishment. More suited to providing accommodation to visiting merchants or similar.

Inside the Tavern. The Inn is pretty much identical.

Neither place is currently used often, mainly due to lack of proprietor and serving girls.

I have to decide if I want to take on the role of innkeeper or not. It may be dependant on the availability of my former serving girls, (or recruiting new ones) since no place can be run properly without them.

Return to the Jungle: Korat Village & Trading Post

As I mentioned I would in a previous post I returned to the Taluna continent which is styled to represent the Southern Jungles of the planet Gor.

It is made up of 7 regions and they are described as follows:

Here, dwell the tribes of the:
• Toki Aka’am Taluna,
• Veck En Taluna,
• Wa Ngao Taluna,
• Wildings

Here you will find refuges:
• Korat Trading Post,
• Village of Korat.

Seven lands comprise the Taluna Continent. Three are Safe Lands, places for healing, rest, and learning. There is no forced collaring and absolutely no threats of violence will be tolerated in Safe Lands. These are:
• Jungles of Gor
• Korat Cove
• Jungles of Mist

The remaining four lands allow full Gorean role play. Prior to combat and capture, some Role Play (RP) must be conducted. These are:
• Jungles of Schendi (Southern Jungles)
• Jungles of Ushindi
• Jungle of Sheba
• TMP

The Korat Trading Post is a non-combat Safe Zone (as all trade points are, by Gorean custom). All taverns are non-combat.

I arrived at the Kort Village landing point since that was the landmark I had from years past.

I wandered up into the village where I saw various gorean food props for sale

Gorean foodstuffs for sale

among a number of straw huts

Outside the food stall and in these huts are areas for playing “The Game”, the only Gorean board game.

There is also a 2 storey building that seemed a bit out of place. I wandered around but that was pretty much all there was to see here. I headed back down to the dock where I had arrived. Where I found a small boat that I’d missed when I arrived.

Sitting in this ferries you along the coastline to Korat Trading Post

The landing dock, watch your step!

A better view of the waterside of the trading station

(Remember to stand up as soon as you arrive or the boat will vanish and drop you in the water!)

You have to cross a bridge to get into the trading post

I entered the main trade area where there were a number of trade carts as you cross through the main area before you come to a number of buildings including a tavern and a healers premises. You can see here there are a number of signed entryways heading into the jungle.

Numerous trading stalls

One of the entryways into the jungle

A Tavern to the left and a large Healers premises to the right.

Another seaward entryway

The fact there is a second seaward entrance, makes me wonder which way the region owners actually intend for you to arrive. But either way these places provide plenty of opportunity for RP for those that don’t want to play “pew, pew” with bows and arrows in the jungle.

Exploring the outskirts of Lydius

I headed to Lydius again to try and give it a better explore and see if I could meet anyone new. This time I opted to enter via the safer seaward side (docks are always safezones in SL Gor).

Arriving at the Lydius dock
A glance back out seaward
The dock gate

This way I might explore in relative safety.

Beyond the dock gate I found quite a sizeable area of land

The city gates in the distance
A glance to the Left..
A glance to the Right..

I headed for the gates of the city, but they were unsurprisingly locked.

Knock, knock..no-one home.
The building I saw in the distance was a Tavern

Since there was evidently no-one home I decided to explore the other buildings in the area, one of which turned out to be a tavern.

Inside a girl was dancing for her Master

I went and introduced myself and joined him in a vacant chair

Introducing myself



His girl by the name of Roxanne, made me a drink while I chatted with the man,Dirk.

Served a drink by Roxanne

I talked with him of where I was based across the river and of my recent encounter at the other city gate. He told me of who I might contact to get a key to the city gates and that there were homes available inside, so I may consider that.

He then escorted me safely to the city gates since he was returning to his home inside.

Dirk wishes me safe paths at the gates of Lydius

A risky reminder and a timely encounter

As I mentioned in my last post one of the risks of being female in SL Gor RP is the risk of being captured. I experienced a prime example of this very recently.

To the rear of the tavern building I’ve adopted is a bridge leading into the woods.

Crossing the bridge takes you into the next region over and through the woods is a path leading to a city, by the name of Lydius.

Crossing the bridge takes me into the forest
As I go over a stream I catch my first glimpse of the city

Previously I’d had a look around but not RPed with anyone there, however my friend Sigmond the Healer is based there.

I could see on the map there was someone there at the back of the city, so I thought I’d go knock on the door and say hello.

The gates of Lydius

However while I was stood knocking on the gate, someone came up behind me. I turned to greet them and it transpired they did not have my best interests at heart. Below is a transcript of the RP.

[04:40:51] Maddock Bracken (maddock) found himself in the company of fortune this day . . a lone woman inside the gates could be a challenge . . but here, he found one outside the gates, alone and unknown . . he closed upon her, thick dark hands reaching to grasp her
 
[04:43:26] Ava Delaney (avadelaney) takes a step back ” looking at his outstretched hand “What are you doing? I’m not some wench you can lay your hands on, I live in the fort just to the north”
 
[04:44:47] Maddock Bracken (maddock) paces her as she steps back . . the firm gate and stone wall soon making itself a barrier to her escape, leaving her words unanswered, he locked a firm grip upon her arm
[04:45:39] zCS # [Mod] Estinie Resident [RP] logged into the region.
[04:45:40] Long Range: Estinie Resident [94m]
[04:46:43] Ava Delaney (avadelaney) thinking since she’s agains the gate she may as wel try getting someones attention again and hammers the wood “Anyone home!”
 
[04:47:02] East Gate Door L shouts: AvaDelaney Resident knocks loudly at the door ♫
 
[04:47:33] Maddock Bracken (maddock) grabs the other arm, pulling them behind her, he wrenches them into the small of her back ..  drawing out rope
 
[04:47:46] Ava Delaney (avadelaney) shouts: Anone Home in there?!
 
[04:47:50] Rurik (Estinie) shouts: Coming!

 

My assailant (picture taken after the fact)



As soon as Rurik announced himself, my would-be captor departed with great haste. No exit RP, like maybe “hears the voice of the guard and backs away” or something, he just ran. Given the contents of his profile he only had capture and more on his mind. This is the kind of behaviour that gives Gor RP a bad reputation.
To say I was fortunate in IC terms that Rurik came along is quite an understatement. Because despite his dubious intentions, my would-be captors actions would have been legitimate in the RP setting.

Rurik let me inside and I breathed relief when the door shut.

I was once captured when I was new to Gor, it wasn’t much fun, but was a bit of a mix up due to my newness and was resolved rather promptly. It was shortly after that time I switched from playing a fair-game panther girl character to Free Woman Inn keeper.

While my assailants RP was mostly legitimate it would have been debatable. Free Women in Gor have a high status and given the location, he was being very reckless.

For a comparison to the real world, it would be something like abducting a minor celebrity from outside a police station at gun point when there’s a SWAT team inside. That’s the level of nerve (or stupidity).

That’s not my ego regarding the value of my person, it’s based on the way Free Women are depicted in the Gor book series. Here are a few quotes to illustrate my point:

“A free woman is inordinately precious. She is a thousand times, and more, above a mere slave.” (Players of Gor, p.92)

“For example, there is no higher person, nor one more respected, than the Gorean free woman.” (Hunters of Gor, p.311) 
 
“A free woman may often make a man angry with impunity, she being lofty and free, this latitude is seldom extended to the slave.” (Blood Brothers of Gor, p.221) 
 
Additionally a comment from a Gor Reference site:
“Free women are rarely raped unless it is leading to their direct enslavement. Even a Slaver who enslaves a free woman will treat her with courtesy until she has been branded.”
(Taken from this page on Gor-now.net)
 
So as you can see, my assailants actions were questionable at best.

The search for friends: Into the Jungle

The next stop after the Ikeri became surprisingly convoluted. I intended to visit the camp of a tribe I had known as the “Veck ‘En”, however as with other places, the landscape had changed quite a bit. I followed the path from the arrival point, but I ended up at waterfront.

Following the path lead to a dead end

It’s common for a trade area with a bell being what you arrive at first when approaching such a camp. I could see where it was but there was no immediately visible way of reaching it without getting wet. However the camp was clearly empty.

I found the trade area, after some wading

So at this point what I had intended to be an IC (In-Character) meet with whoever may now inhabit the camp, became an OOC (Out of Character) tour of the nearby regions.

An old friend by the name of Angel was in the nearby camp of the Wa Ngao, she TPed me across to her.

Angel introduces me to Petra

She then took me on a tour of the nearby places, given my character history as a Tavern Keeper, first stop was the Drunken Oak Tavern. Accompanied by a not-so-suble “which is currently without a keeper” remark which I found rather amusing.

When I posted my Tavern Fire RP (which can be found towards the end of Part 1 of my Gor story) via Notecard among the SL Gor community I had a number of offers of Taverns that were in need of keepers. So it shall be interesting how many I get as I attempt to re-connect with people.

The Drunken Oak

Which was surprisingly spacious inside and with multiple levels.

Then we passed through her tribes territory

Underground..

Overground..

Wandering Free..until the borer at least

Until we came to a border crossing in to the neighbouring tribes territory, the Sa Jesuil.

 

By this time I admit I was rather lost, the camps and a trading station cover 4 regions in a 2×2 square layout. The paths in between the various camps zigged and zagged in an irritatingly pointless fashion, except perhaps if they were like that for defensive purposes I thought. When I queried this, I found out that a lot of the areas were non-combat, RP only.

Once we were out of the maze and back to one of the docks, there was a sign, showing which areas were combat or RP areas.

A much needed map

I think to do this place with it’s numerous and varied inhabitants justice and make sense of it, I shall have to return. Next time however starting from each of the 4 regions landing points. The fact it has large RP-only areas quite appeals to me, since one off-putting thing about Gor RP for me is the constant risk of capture. For many players in SL Gor combat,raiding and capture RP is their main draw to it,but not for me.

The search for friends: The Ikeri

Following on from my last post I’m continuing the search for my friends and allies. First stop was the Ikeri tribe and their En (leader, Gorean term for First) by the name of Sky.

On my second attempt to visit there was one of the tribe bonds met me outside.

I am met at the gate by a bond

She invited me inside and we talked for a little while as she served me a drink.

Chatting to the bond girl

She was the only one there at the time, though it was quite early in SL time, so I went and returned a little later. When I returned the place was lot busier.

Inside the Ikeri camp

Third-time-lucky, Sky was around this time

Sky, En of the Ikeri tribe

I chatted to her and the other huntresses as the place began to fill up fairly quickly.


I had quite a surprise however, there were two bond girls and the second turned out to be one of the friends on my list of people to track down! It turned out that shortly after my tavern burned the nearest tribe, of which she was a member, disbanded. She was captured by one of the Ikeri and liking the place, she stayed.

The bond girl (in blue) with the brown hair turned out to be my old friend, Tara!

I stayed around and chatted for a little while, surprised at how many were appearing, but there was mention of an incoming raiding party, so I made a hasty exit so as not to be caught up in the fighting. Although given the number of panther girls in the camp, I’d probably have been quite safe sat in one of the huts while they fended off the intruders.

A wanderer Returns

This last week I decided to revisit some of my old friends in SL Gor.

It has been almost two years since the Tavern Fire storyline that preceded my departure from the Gor RP community, but I hadn’t cut ties completely. I’d kept a few good friends on my list and remained in a small number of inworld groups on mute.

The events described happened over the space of roughly a week but have been re-arranged and summarised for easier reading.

As a brief recap, I had left one community where I had run a large tavern, which accidentally burnt down one night.

My old Tavern

I moved to different forest location where I took up residence in an outpost hill fort,from where I became a roaming trader. This got extremely hard work and just not fun anymore, so just stopped going there or any other SL Gor places.

My story resumes with my return not immediately to the fort, but to the nearby camp of my old friend, Dani.

Camp of Dani’s band

I was, as expected, welcomed with open arms by Dani who was glad to see me after such a long time.

We sat and talked of old times and what I might do now. I would have been welcome there, but I prefer a proper bed and walls when I sleep these days, plus my complete ineptitude with weapons would make me a liability if the camp was attacked.

So I met with Sir Courgan who offered me a choice of two homes in the fort, being aware of my character history suggested maybe I could mind their local drinking establishment.

Meeting Courgan and Ame
Meeting Sir Courgan and his girl, Ame.

I chose one of  the offered huts and promptly made it my own

My new home in SL Gor

Once I was settled into my new home I decided I needed to begin tracking down my old friends and acquaintances ICly.

(Meaning while I could look them up in SL and see from profiles which bands or affiliations they were now part of, in RP terms my Character didn’t know these things, so I needed to find out.)

I thought a starting point would be to ask Dani what she could tell me, so another trip into the woods was required.

When I was leaving the fort I found an unusual scene at the bottom of the hill, a group of Dani’s huntresses gathered around a man on the floor. I recognised the man as a former acquaintance by the name of Castor. (I really wish I’d remembered to get a snapshot of this amusing scene, but alas no.)

I thought he might appreciate my aid and be of use to have around if running the tavern so I bartered for him, a cheap bottle of ka-la-na wine and he was mine. I left him at my hut in the fort an continued on my way.

On my arrival I was met by rather agitated Dani.
She informed me that one of the women was “going a little nuts and hearing voices”.  I admitted this was well beyond my rudimentary first aid skills, but I had seen a well-known healer by the name of Sigmond in the area and said I would mention it if I saw him.

Meeting with Dani to find out about my old friends

I then had a pleasant chat with Dani while another huntress listened drinking her morning cup of black wine (gorean coffee). However Dani didn’t have much information for me and the visit was cut short by an intruder in the forest and I was safely escorted back to the village none the wiser about the location of any of my old friends.

I met up with the physician, Sigmond, a couple of times over the following days

Absently biding my time in the tavern

Sigmond comes to visit

A drink with Sigmond while we talked of times old and new

I told him of the sick panther girl as I told Dani I would, one of the huntresses even dared to enter the village to give him some more detailed information, although she claimed to have been hunting and following her prey.

Towards the end of the week the girl that was with Sir Courgan when I met him,by the name of Ame visited the Tavern. Keeping it clean and tidy is among her regular tasks apparently. While she was there a local warrior by the name of Sorin paid a brief visit long enough to make introductions.

Ame fetches me a drink

The warrior Sorin only stayed briefly

In my further attempts to reconnect storylines with old friends I paid a visit to the Ikeri tribe that were my neighbors when I had my old tavern.

Their leader,Sky, my friend was not there at the time, but I met a pair of twins who assured me they would inform her of my visit.

The Ikeri camp..umm..Fortress?

Well those were the events of the week, which were fun to rp, I think there will be a bit more to come!

I heard from some of my older friends that I have yet to reunite with IC that things have changed a bit in my absence. Apparently the concept of IC info (like my character knowing where her friends are now) are concepts not often followed and not many are interested in long-running storylines. I hope this is a misconception or an exception, because I love a good story that runs for a while.

I’m going to stay around a little while longer and see how things play out. I hope roleplay here isn’t as dead as some are suggesting, but from what I’ve seen this week I’d say it’s still got a pulse!

If you want to read about my previous Gor history click HERE to read from the beginning.

Ava’s Gor Story – Part 7 – Au Revoir

Continued from Part 6 read from beginning here.

Will this placate Hazine enough to allow me to trade with the Veck En? We shall see..

In short..no.

So I wandered around the sims of sl gor for a time, trying to find some sustainable and fun rp. I didn’t have much luck. Either time differences or different interests(I.e. they just wanted to have pew-pew combat). That isn’t to say it’s not out there. In the process of writing this story I’ve encountered people that are working to increase rp in their community. An example of this was when I contacted the En of the (now-former) Veck ‘En, which became the Veck Jerag under the new leadership of Lico(Janine Braham).    She is creating things for them to do, to generate rp,which sounded very promising.

However at the time of my story, everything just seemed to have died. It began to feel like a chore visiting the sims searching for people or trying to resurrect old storylines. So I decided to adopt the philosophy of online casino advert warnings that had started appearing on tv: When the Fun stops. STOP.

I definitely wasn’t hooked on Gor. So I did.

Approximately the last week of June 2018 I decided enough was enough. I deleted all the Gor people on my friends list,apart from a select few and left all but a few of my Gor-related groups. Although I did file away all the “Calling cards” of those removed into a folder in my inventory,just in case, which did prove useful for writing this.

I did go back in a little while after, in July, to do a short rp with the girl,Lips. It had upset her that I had decided to leave, but it would have been worse (and unfair of me) to leave her ownerless. So I entrusted her care to a huntress of the Forest Moon tribe, by the name of Angel. It might surprise some that I chose someone in Forest Moon,but Angel had formerly been of Shekinah Arani before the merger.

RP Log Start

[13:28:27]  Ava: Tal all

[13:28:29]  ձռցεl : Tal Ava..very nice to see you…* smiles softly

[13:29:28]  Ava: greetings sav

[13:29:54]  Shameena(aka Lips) “Greetings my Mistress” I said as I saw Lady Ava entering the Tavern

[13:29:57]  Sav: tal ava

[13:30:01]  Ava: I’m glad you are here with the girl, Angel

 

[13:30:29]  ձռցεl : Thanks you yes…..nice you here now…

[13:31:25]  Ava: it is just a brief visit, I wanted to discuss the girl

[13:31:50]  Shameena sits there quietly listening to them

[13:32:21]  Ava: she has been mine for quite some time, however my trade and business are taking me further and further away

to the extent that I’m almost at risk of abandonment

[13:33:00]  ձռցεl : yes please..I gave her  a name …as she know now as Shameena …and yes ..therefore like to ask you to official  to open her collar for me

[13:33:01]  Ava: so I need someone to take her

[13:33:51]  Ragnar : taloha Ava

[13:33:52]  Ava nods and rummages in her pouch for a key

[13:34:02]  Ava: tal ragnar

[13:34:39]  ձռցεl : Thank you Ava ..and I am honored to accept her collar ..and her key of the collar

[13:34:45]  Sav: tal rags

[13:35:10]  Ragnar: seems, that half of ikarei have a bubble party

[13:35:22]  Ava bends over and unlocks the collar, straightens and holds out the key to angel

[13:35:24]  OpenCollar: Shameena’s collar has been unlocked.

[13:35:51]  Shameena gasps as my Collar been removed

[13:36:04]  ձռցεl : smiles as I take the key from Ava* thank you really my pleasure to take care of her ..*

[13:36:59]  Ava: I know I can trust you with her

[13:37:50]  ձռցεl : Nods for sure will not disappoint you…* takes off her collar and  slowly slide my collar around her neck

[13:41:22]  Ava brushes the girls hair away from her face and looked down at her “you’re now angel’s, I’m sure you’ll serve her as well as you have me”

[13:42:26]  ձռցεl : smiles..as I see her collar removed and place my own collar round Shameena her neck..locks with a small key * Thank you Ava

[13:42:37]  Shameena “Yes huntress, I will” I managed to say as it was an emotional moment for me”

[13:43:02]  Shameena “I am now Lady Angel property”

[13:43:16]  Ava: good girl

[13:43:26]  ձռցεl : Nods you are Shameen ..and again Thank you Ava..was a pleasure

[13:44:37]  Shameena said to Lady Ava “It was a pleasure serving you Huntress”

[13:45:24]  Ava: You know well that I am no huntress, just Lady

[13:45:54]  Ava looks around the tavern “interesting new replacment building, seems a little darker”

[13:46:47]  ձռցεl : mods..well we not finished yet but we slowly progress

(I have edited out shouting and combat meter msgs here to make the rp readable)

[13:46:49]  Ava hearing the shouting and noises of combat she speaks to angel “Now, that, I have not missed”

[13:48:20]  ձռցεl : well makes more customers as seems they need a drink after the fight and finally all ends good

[13:49:20]  Ava: I see you’ve not changed the prices, I never did get around to writing them up on the wall

[13:49:42]  Ava: I found it was convenient to let them overpay and only comment if they underpaid

[13:49:59]  ձռցεl : we working on a new price list..but this one will do for now

[13:53:13]  Ava: I should be going I have shipment to check on. Take care all

[13:53:15] Sav: be safe ava

[13:53:26]  Shameena “Well wishes”

RP Log End

And that was my last in-character conversation in SL Gor.

Lots of things have happened since my departure from sl gor, sadly not for the better. I heard of several others deciding they’d had enough of gor, as if I’d started some kind of Exodus, but that is heresy and I have nothing to back it up.

Things that definitely did happen and related to people and places I have mentioned,included:

  • The departure of Mariko from Forest Moon, that she writes about in her Gazzette Editorial in October 2018. This caused a mix of emotions for me. Part of me thought “told you so” after the events nearly a year previous when she invited Forest Moon in, I saw and felt the lack of sisterhood she mentions right away. However a more rational part of me was sad for her, it was obviously a very hard choice to make. But is no surprise that such a strong leader and Gor player, that I have the greatest respect for, was able to move on to another tribe fairly quickly.
  • The disbanding of Forest Moon (1st February 2019) Was sad but inevitable I thought.
  • The closure of Elation and Three Moon Valley regions. (1st March 2019) Elation was where my tavern was located and where a lot of my story rp took place. This was a very sad day and a great loss to sl gor. As it says in the linked post: “a very big thank-you is owed to Anjel Goodnight” for keeping the sims going for so long. 

Stood with Bliss where you could once have viewed my tavern from above. (Image taken by Sweet Bliss)

And in the words of Forest Gump, “that’s all I have to say about that”. I hope you enjoyed reading my story despite it’s length. I may post other snippets of rp if I come across them.

Please feel free to leave a comment on this or any of the other parts.

Ava

Shekinah Arani huntress,Elation Tavern Keeper,Forest Moon Friend,Last of the Shekinah, Ikeri Tribe Friend, Dani’s Band Friend and Free Merchant.

Ava’s Gor Story – Part 6

Continued from Part 5  (Read from the beginning Here)

So Ava is now short on prospective customers she wracks her brain trying to recall others she could visit.

In the meantime she returns to the Veck’En tribe to pursue that avenue…

I had dealings with Mina one of the girls there, she had been loaned to me occasionally to help in my tavern so I knew her quite well. I left some samples with her for her superiors to try, there was mention of a tavern opening nearby and I could possibly supply it. However not everything was so smooth. She told me that while I was probably safe on the trade dock area there,anywhere else might be dangerous. 

Arrival dock

Arrival dock

Trade area

View of camp

Apparently at some point I had supposedly shot at Mina’s Mistress by the name of Hazine. This had led to her capture because she was injured (low hit points on her GM meter)  when a slaver attacked her. Now those of you that have read my story from the beginning will know I don’t  like combat in SL and that is why I play a non-combatant role. So this accusation was quite a surprise to me to say the least!

However the facts of the matter did seem to stack up against me. Being a non-combatant doesn’t mean I had no weapons though, it would have been stupid not to have something to protect myself in Gor. As mentioned in part 1,I kept hold of my sheath of throwing knives for when travelling far from my tavern. The description of the alleged shooter and the location of the incident did point at me.

 “A woman in Red near the Last of the Sa Sheku camp.”

My red dress had been extremely distinctive in green forest country, the Sheku camp was a 2 minute walk South-West of my tavern and I had to pass it frequently.

I vaguely recalled an incident there when I had been caught in crossfire between a raiding party and the Sheku,but didn’t realise any of my return throws as I left in haste had done any damage. So it appeared Hazine was justified in being out to get me if I was caught in the wrong place, since she had escaped the slavers after some time.

If I wanted to trade freely with the tribe, I needed to fix this. The apparent fix? Get Hazine’s name off the top of this slavers hit list! Not an easy challenge, given any woman of Gor having dealings with a slaver could quite easily end up as merchandise.

With the name of this slaver, Ricka, and roughly where he may be found, I went in search of him. Rather unwisely, on my own. On my first visit to the area I encountered local man and I asked him about the slaver. At first he appeared to be showing me the way,then it became evident his intentions weren’t so good for my health and I ran. I made it to a dock and jumped into a boat just ahead of him,making a very lucky escape!

I should clarify here about Docks in SL Gor. They are safe areas where people are safe from attack,allowing time for the surroundings to load or change any outfit or settings on arrival. This doesn’t apply in both directions though. If someone is leaving via a dock and there is already rp or combat in progress, like a raiding party being chased off or in my case being pursued, they are not safe. If my pursuer had shot at me, I’d have been fair game until my avatar was actually inside the boat and I rped pushing off from the dock. I frequently had to settle disputes over things like this, since my tavern was at the Elation dock and I was a sim moderator.

So I headed back to the Outpost to find myself an escort for my next visit, I didn’t want to risk a repeat of those events.

While I was able to find a willing volunteer to accompany me there next time,the Head Merchant of the Outpost, his busy trading schedule (real-life timezone issues)  put those plans on hold. So I’d have to think of something else. This is where spending time with panthers and customers loose tongues in taverns pay off.

In the Gor book series there are only a couple of panther girl tribes. They rarely had anything to do with each other, if they did it was usually hostile. In SL Gor there are approximately 29 panther tribes at the time of writing (March 2019). There are shared SL groups and other community links such as the Gazette of Gor blog. So it was fairly short work to find out which bands operated in that area, so I could go talk to them. In rp terms I could have got this information from asking around at tribes I was friends with, so isn’t too unrealistic.

However in this case not all the information came from panther gossip. I needed an alternative male bodyguard for my next trip so I inquired with my friend the Blacksmith, Olavi. He was based in Mirkwood (a few SL sims south of my tavern) but had often come and done work at my place. So Olavi escorted me to slavers trade area that I hadn’t been able to find safely on my own before. Here’s what transpired:

Start RP log
Olavi: “there is the current list..”

Ava gasps as she sees who the person she’s come to bargain for is meant to be delivered to “I know her!”
Ava: This might be easier than I thought
Olavi: “well, the girl wont be taking any delivery.. her and my children have been missing for weeks. No, i think this is a handy mess”
Ava: So who do I need to speak to?
Ava: who’s in charge?
Olavi: “i believe her name is josie..  lets see what we can find out”
Ava: Josie?
Ava: this is getting eaiser by the minute
Olavi: “used to be a bell here someplace…”
Ava shouts: “Josie!”
Ava: no damn bell
Olavi: i dont see one either
Ava shouts: Josie! Are you here?
Josie Seubert shouts: YES be right there
Ava: Tal again Josie, wel met
Josie Seubert smiled  to her ” Tal Lady Ava, a pleasure as always”
Ava: I came to make a bargain with a slaver by the name of Rikki. But I understand you are now in charge?
Ava: I am glad it is you that I have to deal with now
Josie Seubert   nodded” That I am while the High Jarl is away. what kind of bargin?” she looked over at the man and then back
Ava sees here glance “he’s here just for my safety”
Ava: I came about a name on the list outside
Olavi watches the pair talk, smiling but stay a bit back
Ava: How tricky would it be to get a name removed?
Josie Seubert  nodded to him” Tal Jarl feel free to look about” she loooked back to Ava” which?”
Ava: What would it cost..a friend?
Josie Seubert  rocked on her heels a bit and then she rolled her lips as she thought”  I can answer that, it would be the price of the reward”
Ava: The name is Hazine
Olavi: “Greetings lady josie.”  he nods, turning to look about some, enjoying the changes since his visit when the port was new
Josie Seubert smiled to her” or she could if she wished take it out on Rickkas hide”
Ava: you mean as well as being removed from the list? Hazine could punish Rikki? Or her representives in her absence perhaps?
Ava: what would the cost of this be?
Josie Seubert  looked in deep thought” The cost to get her name removed is whatever the rewartd is.. however, if she wanted  she could save you  coin and simply come and take her pound of flesh”
Ava: Then this is good new indeed!
Ava: how about adding a name?
Ava: Replace one name with another
Josie Seubert  kind of smiled ” I fear I would be pressing my favor with Odin ”  she shook her head ” Ity is the  most distrubing thing. but it would take  a hand to go over everything., but that is the  price”
Ava: Let me get this straigh..to get her name off the list, Hazine has to come here and tan Rik’s hide? And to ge another name on the list, al I have to do is wait a week?
Ava: *hand
Josie Seubert drew in a breath” let me explain Lady Ava,, right now  the man you know as Rickka , sits collared in a cell at Fort Hope, so named because that rally is our hope to heal his mind, but  he only time he seems top think straight is when he is  being threatned, so  by ordfer fo those that know the mind, he is to be  .. well.. you know.. “
Ava: Beaten?
Ava: Makes sense
Josie Seubert: ” I am exhausted, I cannot  operate a Port and try to  heal him as well, and thus I conceded to those that are the experts, ” Lady Ava even a mere sight of a Panther sends him into fits”
Josie Seubert: ” so she would actually be  helping .. I guess, In a  way. I will removes her name , if she will come at some point  and ..” she moved her hand forward
Ava: Then since it was such that sent me on this task, I’m sure I can arrange someone to have him weeping
Josie Seubert nodded” he is clean in all blood tests,  his mind needs unlocked and any help you can afford to send our way it is appreciated
Ava: Then I shall send word of this
Josie Seubert: ” I am just not  to be able to do this”
Josie Seubert: ” Thank you Lady, greatly”
Ava: or perhaps..I could deliver him to them?
Ava: or did you want to keep him?
Josie Seubert pointed up to the Fort. He  is shackeled, chained to the bars and a hood placed over his head, his eyes look crazy, they will have privacy I will  make sure no one bothers  them..But yes he needs to stay here, he is  what they called Lunitical?”
Olavi smiles, glad to see things work smoothly between the two. “seems the boy got himself into far too much mess with the local wildlife. I myself welded a cuff on him some time ago… He is lucky to have survived them”
Josie Seubert nodded to him”  I can tell you I am not able to count all the brands he has on”
Ava turns to the smith “thankyou for your escort, if you need to be anywhere else, I am safe with this particular group of..wildlife
Ava: or can walk me back to the dock since business seems to be concluded
Josie Seubert: may I ask one thing of you please
Ava: If hazine can’t come herself, I’ll make sure someone comes from her band, is that satisfactory?
Ava: what is it?
Olavi: “I am happy to escortyou, I see you so rarely now.”  he nods before turning to josie  “Though I would like to return and discuss some possible trade and perhaps work, I am a smith nearby, and not opposed to doing a bit of extra work if you do not have a smith of your own yet”
Josie Seubert nodded”  it is, tell her to retain the word ” talender” and I will know for sure it is  from  hazine, so in case someone else hears of this .. but I ask you , be  careful in whom you speak to about this” she  looked to the Jarl” of course gates are always open , you are welcome here”
Ava: well I met with them for a trade before I came here, said I would be coming here
Ava: it would appear they were concerned for my welfare
Ava she adds as she sees Mina approach”
Josie Seubert: ” Ok Lady Ava, and thank you. ” wait” she   looked at her”  because of RIckka?”
Ava: Mina here is who asked me to come bargain
Mina smiles a bit cautiously and confused, “Tal.”
Josie Seubert nodded to her ” Tal”
Ava: When I set out to make this meeting, I didn’t know rikka wasn’t in charge
Mina: He isn’t in charge?
Josie Seubert nodded some and  her shoulders were relaxed” that is true”
Ava: Mina here is from Hazines group
Ava: it is her that sent me to make a bargain
Olavi: “I only informed her as i met her at the docks.. I may not visit here, but there isnt a rumor in the woods i dont hear or a tree-urt with a bow I dont know”
Mina shifts nervously now.
Josie Seubert looked to wards  him” that is well to know  Jarl, we  will have to establish a accord of somekind to be sure”
Ava: so I shall leave the two of you to discuss the situation of rikka and hte price of hazine, or rather the lack of preice
Mina: Is Rikka for sale?
Josie Seubert smiled” very well, she will be safe, on my honor”
Ava nods “I am sure of it”
Josie Seubert looks to Mina
Ava: come on olavi, lets leave them to their discussions
Olavi: Safe paths to you both, and I look forward to speaking with you again soon Lady Josie”
End RP log
Will this placate Hazine enough to allow me to trade with the Veck En? We shall see..