A beaver NPC runs into the HQ. "Hey guys! This Gorilla is just a figment of your imagination! Gorbav is at the Eagles!" The beaver scout knocks his hand through our hallucinated Gorbav, making him dissipate into the air... vanishing. "SEE?!"
Foltrox gasps. "Whoa! How did that happen?"
OOC: Switching character in middle of post to conserve post count.
IC: Raven Raiders land. Four ravens exit and approach. "Hellaw, there..." One caws out. "We have some business to discuss with you."
IC: *Traxx mutters to himself "well that was a waste of time" * "Hello what is this business"
A beaver NPC runs into the HQ. "Hey guys! This Gorilla is just a figment of your imagination! Gorbav is at the Eagles!" The beaver scout knocks his hand through our hallucinated Gorbav, making him dissipate into the air... vanishing. "SEE?!"
Foltrox gasps. "Whoa! How did that happen?"
OOC: Switching character in middle of post to conserve post count.
IC: Raven Raiders land. Four ravens exit and approach. "Hellaw, there..." One caws out. "We have some business to discuss with you."
IC: *Traxx mutters to himself "well that was a waste of time" * "Hello what is this business"
The raven, who appears to be the leader, clears his throat. "Well first, allow me to introduce myself and my colleagues." He gestures to his fellow ravens and himself. "I am Rawlin, the Head Mercenary of the Raven Tribe and these are two of my Elite... eh, Bodyguards." His presence is calm, like an eagle, and it somewhat makes you feel at ease around him. Rawlin slightly lowers his voice:
{JAMMERS! -RAVENS & MINOR TRIBES- ONLY!} "I come to you with a proposition that will stimulate your Tribe's... economy. We ravens need builders. You have Beavers. The best building tribe in all of Chima. I would like to hire your Beavers to come and help build various structures throughout our HQ. It would take some work, but it would pay off. Our Tribe, in return, would offer you a partnership. You supply us with builders, and we supply you with protection and money. We would never take any services for free and would pay in full as best we can. There would be no need for an 'official' alliance seeing as how we wouldn't want to take you out, or watch someone else wipe you off either. I have the blueprints with me, if you, your council, and your Beavers would like to have a look."
Rawlin reaches into his satchel and hands Traxx sheets of paper. Foltrox looks over his shoulder to see.
Rawlin continues. "Two of them are quite large and would require a lot of effort which would be compensated for." He smiles pleasantly. "What do you say?"
{JAMMERS! -MINOR TRIBES & RAVENS- ONLY!} Here's what the blueprints are for: One is a large skyscraper-like office building. Another is for a massive Mobile Strike Command. It is designed to hover over in the sky and fire missiles. Others are for Development Labs. Some are for armories, defenses, and weapon factories. A missile production center is among these blueprints as well.
"We would also expect this agreement to be a lasting one for some time."
"Um... you were saying?" Foltrox prods. "It's been quite an awkward silence, gorilla, that we don't appreciate. We've got things to do, you know." He frowns reprovingly.
IC: *Traxx drums his fingers on his axe handle impatiently*
IC: *Traxx mutters to himself "well that was a waste of time" * "Hello what is this business"
The raven, who appears to be the leader, clears his throat. "Well first, allow me to introduce myself and my colleagues." He gestures to his fellow ravens and himself. "I am Rawlin, the Head Mercenary of the Raven Tribe and these are two of my Elite... eh, Bodyguards." His presence is calm, like an eagle, and it somewhat makes you feel at ease around him. Rawlin slightly lowers his voice:
{JAMMERS! -RAVENS & MINOR TRIBES- ONLY!} "I come to you with a proposition that will stimulate your Tribe's... economy. We ravens need builders. You have Beavers. The best building tribe in all of Chima. I would like to hire your Beavers to come and help build various structures throughout our HQ. It would take some work, but it would pay off. Our Tribe, in return, would offer you a partnership. You supply us with builders, and we supply you with protection and money. We would never take any services for free and would pay in full as best we can. There would be no need for an 'official' alliance seeing as how we wouldn't want to take you out, or watch someone else wipe you off either. I have the blueprints with me, if you, your council, and your Beavers would like to have a look."
Rawlin reaches into his satchel and hands Traxx sheets of paper. Foltrox looks over his shoulder to see.
Rawlin continues. "Two of them are quite large and would require a lot of effort which would be compensated for." He smiles pleasantly. "What do you say?"
{JAMMERS! -MINOR TRIBES & RAVENS- ONLY!} Here's what the blueprints are for: One is a large skyscraper-like office building. Another is for a massive Mobile Strike Command. It is designed to hover over in the sky and fire missiles. Others are for Development Labs. Some are for armories, defenses, and weapon factories. A missile production center is among these blueprints as well.
"We would also expect this agreement to be a lasting one for some time."
IC: "Hmm those sound like good terms..." *Traxx walks into the tent again while motioning for Foltrox and Growina to follow him. He also directs 2 other foxes to watch the ravens*
A beaver NPC runs into the HQ. "Hey guys! This Gorilla is just a figment of your imagination! Gorbav is at the Eagles!" The beaver scout knocks his hand through our hallucinated Gorbav, making him dissipate into the air... vanishing. "SEE?!"
Foltrox gasps. "Whoa! How did that happen?"
OOC: Switching character in middle of post to conserve post count.
IC: Raven Raiders land. Four ravens exit and approach. "Hellaw, there..." One caws out. "We have some business to discuss with you."
IC: *Traxx mutters to himself "well that was a waste of time" * "Hello what is this business"
IC: *Traxx mutters to himself "well that was a waste of time" * "Hello what is this business"
The raven, who appears to be the leader, clears his throat. "Well first, allow me to introduce myself and my colleagues." He gestures to his fellow ravens and himself. "I am Rawlin, the Head Mercenary of the Raven Tribe and these are two of my Elite... eh, Bodyguards." His presence is calm, like an eagle, and it somewhat makes you feel at ease around him. Rawlin slightly lowers his voice:
{JAMMERS! -RAVENS & MINOR TRIBES- ONLY!} "I come to you with a proposition that will stimulate your Tribe's... economy. We ravens need builders. You have Beavers. The best building tribe in all of Chima. I would like to hire your Beavers to come and help build various structures throughout our HQ. It would take some work, but it would pay off. Our Tribe, in return, would offer you a partnership. You supply us with builders, and we supply you with protection and money. We would never take any services for free and would pay in full as best we can. There would be no need for an 'official' alliance seeing as how we wouldn't want to take you out, or watch someone else wipe you off either. I have the blueprints with me, if you, your council, and your Beavers would like to have a look."
Rawlin reaches into his satchel and hands Traxx sheets of paper. Foltrox looks over his shoulder to see.
Rawlin continues. "Two of them are quite large and would require a lot of effort which would be compensated for." He smiles pleasantly. "What do you say?"
{JAMMERS! -MINOR TRIBES & RAVENS- ONLY!} Here's what the blueprints are for: One is a large skyscraper-like office building. Another is for a massive Mobile Strike Command. It is designed to hover over in the sky and fire missiles. Others are for Development Labs. Some are for armories, defenses, and weapon factories. A missile production center is among these blueprints as well.
"We would also expect this agreement to be a lasting one for some time."
A beaver NPC runs into the HQ. "Hey guys! This Gorilla is just a figment of your imagination! Gorbav is at the Eagles!" The beaver scout knocks his hand through our hallucinated Gorbav, making him dissipate into the air... vanishing. "SEE?!"
Foltrox gasps. "Whoa! How did that happen?"
OOC: Switching character in middle of post to conserve post count.
IC: Raven Raiders land. Four ravens exit and approach. "Hellaw, there..." One caws out. "We have some business to discuss with you."
IC: *Traxx mutters to himself "well that was a waste of time" * "Hello what is this business"
{JAMMERS! -BATONMASTER- ONLY!} OOC: Due to the Gorilla character confusion, Traxx can deal with the Raven and Foltrox, as your 2ic, will deal with the Gorilla NPC. That way my two characters are not interacting too much with each other.
IC: *Traxx drums his fingers on his axe handle impatiently*
IC: May, I enter, your tent?
Foltrox steps away from Traxx and Rawlin turning to the Gorilla NPC. He greets him (from here on, I'll say "you" in place of "him") with a friendly flash of teeth. "Yes, welcome Gorilla Ambassador." Foltrox accompanies the NPC into the tent. "What would you like to discuss?"
Foltrox steps away from Traxx and Rawlin turning to the Gorilla NPC. He greets him (from here on, I'll say "you" in place of "him") with a friendly flash of teeth. "Yes, welcome Gorilla Ambassador." Foltrox accompanies the NPC into the tent. "What would you like to discuss?"
Great Foltrox, I was sent here by my master Gorbav to discuss a treaty to defend our two tribes incase of danger, and to not attack one another. What do you propose?
Foltrox steps away from Traxx and Rawlin turning to the Gorilla NPC. He greets him (from here on, I'll say "you" in place of "him") with a friendly flash of teeth. "Yes, welcome Gorilla Ambassador." Foltrox accompanies the NPC into the tent. "What would you like to discuss?"
Great Foltrox, I was sent here by my master Gorbav to discuss a treaty to defend our two tribes incase of danger, and to not attack one another. What do you propose?
Foltrox softly chuckles. "Ha, ha, ha. I appreciate your directness. Allow me to remind you that our tribe is not that militarily capable... yet. We could maybe offer to repair any damages to your HQ with our beavers, if your tribe was attacked. It's just too risky to enter an agreement forcing our tribe to lend military support. War would currently harm our tribe's population considerably. However, if given enough reason, Traxx might consider signing something that bound him from attacking your tribe, and vice versa, as long as we are kept out of your tribe's personal battles. And, I need to know what this agreement will do for us? I don't honestly believe that Gorbav would attack such a defenseless tribe... so there really isn't any need to fear you." He smiles jokingly.
{JAMMERS! -BATONMASTER- ONLY!} OOC: Due to the Gorilla character confusion, Traxx can deal with the Raven and Foltrox, as your 2ic, will deal with the Gorilla NPC. That way my two characters are not interacting too much with each other.