Supply Warehouse and Quartermaster's Office

Daniel · January 9, 2004, 07:55 PM

This large and long stone building looked as if it was taken from a mountain side in one large piece with the swinging oak doors (Height: 10ft Width: 15ft) the only noticeable difference from the other buildings.

At two stories high, this was the nerve center of the whole base (or so the Quartermaster himself often boasted): all supplies big and small came in and out of here.

Inside the warehouse, rows upon rows of wooden boxes, tools, salted meats, barrels and other assorted storage devices lined the cavernous floors and walls.

To the immediate right of the entrance was the brain of the entire building...the quartermasters office. This small shack inside the building had files and papers ready to sign or ship out.

Inside, Jorge, a tall Lutran with rolled up sleves sat at a desk shuffling through papers. "What kin I do ya for ya? I'm a busy guy ya know. . . ," he says with a smile to each visitor.

Yarrow · January 10, 2004, 12:03 PM

Yarrow saw how busy he was, but she had to come here sooner or latter and if he was busy now he would be busy later. She gave a quick glance around before quickly explaining to him how her uniform (which she had been given to her when she arrived) had gotten ruined with blood and then torn up beyound repair and then used to dust her new room as a corporal. What I am trying to say is that I am in need of a new uniform. This one will only last so long so I need a back up... She gestured to her blue and silver uniform that had been her back up until recently.

Daniel · January 15, 2004, 11:01 PM

"Well, those are out of date anyway." He let out a deep sigh. "The high brass are thinking of changing our colors to blue and orange! Blue and orange! Do those sound like the colors of Abestat to anyone?"

The Quartermaster shook his head, then asked to look at Yarrow's ID card. "Hmm.... let me check this against my list." He wandered off a minute, then came back with a muster report. "I can't find a Corporal Yarrow on this list anywhere. . . have you been recently demoted perhaps?"

He peered at her sleeve carefully. "You'll need a new I.D. card as well, if that's the case."

Yarrow · January 16, 2004, 07:47 PM

Yarrow hit the palm of her hand upon her forehead, but not violently...just to prove she had not been thinking. Her ID came out as she told him that she was now Sergeant Yarrow Woodruff. I'd prefer Blue and Silver myself...Blue and Orange just don't sound right, but that's probably because I've been here for a while. She said to answer the first question.

Her eyes wandered around the warehouse once more. This was her first time here. It was very large...if large could describe such a place. She glanced over the inside the warehouse...rows upon rows of wooden boxes, tools, salted meats, barrels and other goods lined the walls and the floors...she had never seen anything like it.

I have another question if you have time to answer it. I don't know if you would know of any stables in the military that might be selling good horses and a cheap place to keep it...would you? She came back to the man after her eyes swept the warehouse clean. It seemed like this was the place to come if you needed anything...she'd have to keep that in mind next time she was searching something that seemed to small to run all the way to market to get.

Daniel · January 22, 2004, 11:00 PM

The Quatermaster pondered on the last question first. "Hmm... Abestat has never really had a cavalry, per se, so we've always relied on infantry and artillery and mages. Certainly some of the officers have horses so there must be a stable, but it's not something I personally deal with. I will ask the yeoman who deals with the officers about it next time he's in, and I'll send a message to your barracks room once I've found out the answer."

He then took her ID card and edited it so that it read Sergeant on it instead of Corporal. "Ah, I should have thought of this, a nice young lade named Polly was here earlier and needed to have her card changed as well."

OOC: I know we've a Stables thread somewhere around here, I'll go look for it; it's probably just dropped over to page 3 or 4 or something, the way threads do that aren't utilized in the last 30 days tend to go slip-sliding away.

Colin Ardayle · January 24, 2004, 06:35 AM

Winter of Era X
Age of the Darkening

Entering, Colin spotted the lutran to the right and walked up to him. "Serale sir. I just joined the ranks and so I'll need a uniform of course. Here's my ID." Colin handed over the temporary card wondering when he would recieve the real thing.

Thelonious Brass · January 24, 2004, 07:23 AM

timestamp: Winter of Era X, Age of the Darkening

As directed by the recruiter, Thelonious wandered into the Quartermaster's office, not long after Colin. As he walked, his tail swung in rhythm to his swagger, ears pricked forward as he took in his new surroundings. He paused in the doorway, tail twitching curiously as he eyed the lutran. The second one he'd seen since arriving, or ever. Despite his...somewhat civilised human upbringing, instinct was instinct. This fellow looked like prey and the katta tensed, his regard growing more intense.

Blinking to ward off the response, he grinned...a somewhat feral looking expression at best, but realized he'd have to get this natural impulse in check if he was to get along.

When his turn came, he approached the desk and handed over his ID, trying to appear as if he didn't view the quartermaster as a likely meal. His empty belly made it a tough go. "I jus' signed up, an' was told t' report here....sir."

Yarrow · January 24, 2004, 03:52 PM

Yarrow nodded her head in thanks. Why thank you...I really appreciate it. She told him with a smile. He didn't seem so bad now...maybe just the busy time was getting to him as well. Aye...Polly got a promotion along with Keeva....and some others... She smiled...she was proud to be where she was and wouldn't trade it for anything.

Agaenos Phidion · January 25, 2004, 08:41 AM

It really was about time he had moved himself to obtain a crotch guard - after all, after the Vysstichi rebellion, he had a very unpleasent experience about getting hit where it should not have got hit. The throbbing, excruciating pain was still fresh in his mind...

He had obtained his equipments from the Military Stockade, though as he looked about, he thought the warehouse, just in front of him, might be a more suitable place to look for pieces of armour. After all, this was where all the supplies came in, a centre of the army's maintanence. As he swung open the tall oak door, he peered inside.

He instantly noticed the quartermaster's office, to his immediate right. Approaching him with a smile, he informed him about the request, after he greeted him first.

"Must be hard work in here," he grinned about his busy comment. "Well, I came here in search for a crotch guard. Do you know whether you have got any in here?" He asked, then lowered his tone slightly, "preferably forged from Dwarven Steel?"

Daniel · January 26, 2004, 12:14 AM

Colin
Jorge nodded, a happy expression on his otter-like face. "But of course, but of course, clothing makes the man and I'm the man that makes the clothes! Oh yes, just one moment!"

The little Lutran danced all around Colin with a tape measure and a piece of chalk, taking various measurements across his waist, shoulders, inseams, and so forth. He spent a good candlemark like this, putting down various numbers on a form.

Once he was done, he handed Colin a standard issue medium uniform, then waited until Colin was dressed, upon which time he tailored it properly. "Here, sign here here here and here."

After that was all done, he gave Colin his new I.D. card. "Good luck, and make Abestat proud!"

Thelonious
Right after the human came Thelonious, and Jorge greeted him affably. "And Serale to you, good recruit! Please stand here on this platform by these three mirrors, and we'll get started. Ah, I see we need to get you a tailling, a blue-and-silver tail sleeve that matches your uniform. Standard equipment for all the more properly endowed races." He pointed at his own tail, which looked like it was wearing a thin leg-warmer.

The process was similar to what Colin had gone through, the end result being that Thelonious was now picture-perfect in his brand new uniform.

A few minutes later, he also had his new I.D. card. "All right, you lads are done here unless you've got any questions. Next up is to go to the private's barracks and get a room assignment, and of course if you need weapons stop by the armory or stockade. The mess hall is just on your left if you get hungry, and right after lunch they are having a military parade and promotion ceremony. Be sure to cheer your comrades on, what?"

Daniel · January 26, 2004, 12:23 AM

Yarrow
Jorge consulted a book on his desk. He read it for a few minutes, then double-checked, shaking his head sadly when he looked up at the new sergeant. "I'm sorry, Yarrow, but we don't have anything like that right here. You'll have to go to Leaps and Bounds stable in town. However, they do have an arrangement with the base, so if you show your military I.D. card and explain the situation they will certainly help you out. Here's a reference card if they have any questions."

Jorge hastily scribbled a note for Yarrow to give to the stablemaster, which he signed and dated. "Any questions, and have them contact me, otherwise, I'm basically authorizing them to fulfill your request."

Agaenos
It took the little Lutran a few minutes to understand what Agaenos was asking him. "Your race keeps its sexual organs where exactly? How on earth do you run? And women actually find that sort of thing attractive? Seriously?" He could not totally hide his combined amazement and revulsion.

In fact, he nearly caused Agaenos to double up in a fetal position, but that's not a story worth relating and the telling would only embarass both of them. Jorge did pull away afterward. "Good thing I pulled my punch. . . Anyway, yeah you definitely need this, dwarven steel. I won't even charge you for it, because well-- your race is clearly already handicapped. No tail, and now this. Poor buggers."

Colin Ardayle · January 26, 2004, 02:02 AM

Colin thanked the lutran and left to first get a barracks assignment. He realized that he probably should sell his current house but that would have to wait until after all the military preparation tasks. After getting a room assignment Colin would acquire weapons as he had none. He would have to also enquire later about getting training he told himself. But now to the matter at hand. Colin thought as he made his way to the private barracks.

Thelonious Brass · January 26, 2004, 09:19 AM

The tigron's eyes narrowed as he turned his head to regard the tailing, now in place with the rest of the uniform. He'd no objections to the rest and found it far less itchy than the rags he'd been wearing. Distinguished even. But his tail twitched and thumped, swept to the side so he could have a better look while his ears tilted off to the side in indecision. Wouldn't say he cared for it much. How could a katta express himself properly with his tail stuffed into a bag? He didn't say so though.

He took the new ID, glad to hear of lunch being offered soon. It had been brightenings since he'd seen anything but a crust of bread and a few crumbs of cheese. Not exactly appealing tigron fare.

"Private's barracks, arm'ry, mess 'all, cheer 'em on. Right," he agreed, committing all this to memory and hoping he remembered it in the right order. As he left the quartermaster's office, he reached behind him and yanked the offending tailing off his tail and stuffed it into his rucksack, but only after he was well out of sight.

Agaenos Phidion · January 26, 2004, 10:17 AM

Perhaps that is what the citizens of the Allerian Empire call "racial misunderstanding".

It seemed to take the Lutran, Jorge, a while to become clear to the idea that Humans have a different set of sexual organs and differnet natural reactions towards them for each gender. In fact, it was as if Jorge was learning a whole new subject, displaying his amazement - and also, revulsion. He might as well give time to lecture about Human sexual organs and the concept of "the procedure of reproduction" - but this is not the time, Agaenos deemed, though he was somewhat shocked and surprised when Jorge asked him to assume a fetal position. He raised his eyebrow tentatively, staring in utter disbelief.

At least, he got this Dwarven Steel crotch guard. Sighing amusedly to himself as Jorge remarked him as "poor bugger", he thanked the Lutran, and walked off.

Nearing the barracks door, he burst out in an uncontrollable fit of giggles and occasional laughter, to the strange sight of the other soldiers.

Ryuujin · January 26, 2004, 11:56 AM

Ryuujin walked into the Warehouse as Agaenos walked out. Ryuujin nodded to him as he walked past and Agaenos nodded back. Then Ryuujin walked up to the lutran and made a rather unusual request.

"Excuse me Sir but I was wondering if you could help me. You see I have these two bucklers," He held up the two bucklers, "I was wondering if I could get some spikes fitted to the leading edge, preferably the strongest metal you have. I will pay if needed. Can I get that done here of must I go into town?"