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The 狼獾 Láng Huān is sailing all over the ancient world filling your days with tales of adventure!
*”Láng Huān” means “Wolverine”.
*This adventure is set in around 1300bce.(Travelling RP)
6 small accurate cannons & 6 long range cannons arranged Port & Starboard along the sleek lacquered hull, plus 1 long range fore & 1
aft, a total of 14 guns. This unusual “Xebec” has 3 Lateen sails on 3 masts and a bit thicker a hull than most of this particular type of more traditional Xebec/Chebec/Zebec. When not under sail we have 20 oars with 2 men per. Crew count varies between 45 to 50 or so.
*Image from Weapons and Warfare
CURRENT LOCATION: INEB HEDJ (White Wall)
COMING FROM”: TJENU, GEBTU, LEUCUS LIMEN, BANDAR SIRAF, PERSIS, INDIA, KALIKATA (CALCUTTA) , MUEANG (THAILAND), CHINA, HENAN, KAIFENG
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In one good day heading towards the Delta, we started to see the firsts signs of Maru-Aten on way to Akhetaten’s North City. Only a short way to go until we could stop, rest & resupply. Only once have I ever been to the rapidly growing city of Akhetaten proper, never again as it was not my kind of place. Too polished & “grand” for the Pharoah for my tastes. The North City & closer to The Delta there were dark & shady places known only by those lucky folk that love fine company, amazing food & markets with all known things.
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As I watched the Láng huān slip silently away just before first light I wondered if this was the last time I would see Nebibit, as Ziyi was called here in KMT, ever again. The distinct type of lateen sail of her ship was faintly silhouetted against a sky that barely just began to glow before slipping from view.
@nebibit
@ipskakt
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Our journey started before the Sun chariot started it’s path across the sky. The sleek Láng Huān slipped into the river with only the sounds of water lapping against the hull. As if to be in harmony with the peaceful quiet of the pre-dawn on the Nile, there was no chatter among the crew. Everyone knew what to do, there was no need to communicate at this point. And I savored the quiet. In less than one cycle of the moon I would finally be home. Just before the sun rose into the sky the usual bustle of the day slowly built up as if to meet the sun on time.
@nebibit
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MeryetNit came to the docks where I was finalizing the preparations for taking the Láng Huān on a long journey to take Ippy home after years having him by my side. “Nebibit, I will miss you! Travel safely and swiftly. Know that you will always be welcome here.” She gave me a big warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you Mer, I am so grateful for all of your generosity and my time in this magical place you call home”. She gave me a warm smile and put her hand on my shoulder before turning to go.
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The talk with Nebibit went well. It’s not that I thought the conversation would go poorly, I just knew that losing her right hand man on journeys that spanned the known world would be a challenge. She took my request to leave for home with all Grace and offered to take me there on the Láng Huān. Nebibit appeared to already be making preparations as the crew began to stock the ship with provisions and do minor maintenance and repairs needed for the journey. Knowing that I would be home soon lifted my spirits greatly. By the looks of things, we would be leaving soon. With a smile on my face I began packing my belongings for the journey ahead.
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We had been back from our journey tarrying at MeryetNit’s palatial walled estate for 3 or 4 days when Ippy came to sit next to me for dinner. He looked well rested and relaxed. We shared a roast duck, flatbread, fruits and vegetables. As always we chatted and laughed for a long time, sipping on a potent foreign wine the whole time. After a while he looked at me in the eyes, patted me on the shoulder and asked if we could speak of more serious matters. “Nebibit, you and I have traveled all over the world together, been in so many wonderous adventures.” I already knew where he was going with this. “I’ll have to admit that I am very tired of sleeping on ships, constantly traveling. Nebibit, I need to go home.” I could totally understand, he hadn’t been home in years. His amazing restaurant & inn was something that anyone would miss, especially he who made it. “Ippy, I totally understand. Will you take one last trip with me to take you there?” He smiled warmly while chewing on roast duck and nodded.
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It took two days to feel rested and properly fed after our journey, as it always does. I honestly did not feel like ever leaving Meryetnit’s estate, I could die here and be happy with that. This is like a small self-sustaining walled city, all one would ever need was to be found here. I found myself spending the days wandering the gardens & orchards for hours each day. My life as a trader & merchant, travelling constantly had begun to wear upon me. Despite my love of this land, this place in particular, I began to long for my own home.
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The next morning started with a delightfully cool breeze after a hot night. My balcony looked over a variety of orchards and gardens opening out towards perfectly tilled fields, green with promise. A faint mist yeilded to the warmth of the rising Sun. It took most of the morning for me to feel mentally rested and ready for the day ahead, the journey had been hard on us all.
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Her travels wore heavily upon her sculpted face, her dark eyes told of things to be discussed. “Nebibit! Welcome back. You look like you’re ready for a warm bath and… let me guess, spit-roast lamb sliced thin, some flatbread with some vegetables, followed by some fresh fruits and my seasoned curd?” Her eyes widened, she summoned a smirk. “Mer, it is good to be back. I look forward to all that you offer.” With that she was escorted by my attending staff to her quarters. “Nebibit? Before you go, is Ipskakt taking care of your gear and crew? I will make sure they have all that they need, of course.” She stopped, briefly turned and nodded as she left. What she retrieved for me could wait for now, her and her crew deserved a good nights rest.
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Tjenu was, like always, a bustle of energy. The gusty winds, on this oddly cloudy day, was blocked by the imposing walls of MeryetNit’s massive walled estate looming over the Nile. The 狼獾 LÁNG HUĀN wove through the clutter of merchant ships in outer docks and tied-off near the wide approach to the main gate. Ippy (Ipskakt) was orchestrating the off-loading of all of the cargo, gear and such so I went to find Mer. MeryetNit never ever let me arrive without a proper greeting. As we walked towards the gates MeryetNit’s guardsmen gave us a fancy (annoying) salute and escorted us through the gates to meet Mer.
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As I awaited news of Nebibit, a young man was escorted in. He was winded, had watery red eyes, and was being walked-in by my guardsmen with something urgent to say. “Lady MeryetNit, please forgive my intrusion.” He bowed in courtly manner, carried himself well. “A small military force escorting a royal entourage from what appears to be the land of Punt approaches from the East… in exactly our direction.”
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The walls of MeryetNit’s massive estate loomed high above the enclosed docks on the West side of the Nile as The Láng Huān tied off. It only took us 3 days to return from Per-Amun and I -for one- am quite glad of it! Finally going to eat fine fare, sleep on feather matresses and be served by Mer’s amazing staff. Civilization!!!!
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Per-Amun sprawled in every direction. The smells of food that I have never known filled the air, so many tongues that even I could not understand were shouted this-way-and-that as merchants & traders sold their wares from all over the known world. This is exactly the kind of city where a man like me could make a years earnings in a month.
@nebibit
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MeryetNit sent us to Per-Amun. We arrived in the gateway to the Levant, a busy port, and waited to find a berth. We marveled at the activity all around us. A woman who obviously knew what to look for approached us. “My name is Yamuna, you must be Nebibit.” She looked over the 狼獾 LÁNG HUĀN and returned her gaze. “Have you the ability to take a small cargo to MeryetNit?” I snapped my fingers & the entire crew rose with weapons. “I am quite certain of our ability to do so”. She then handed me a small wooden box that fit in one hand. “This will be in her hands in 4 days”.
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Another dry dawn, a light breeze, the darkness of the night reluctant to let go. MeryetNit sent us down to the Delta to retrieve some cargo. The crew set to task before the sun marched fully into view.
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The first that they heard or saw of me was my hand following MeryetNit’s to steal dates from Nebibit’s plate of royal food. I enjoyed their moment of surprise and the laughter that followed. “Look ladies, I just want to make sure that fine food is not ignored.” Mer turned back towards me giving a gaze that felt like a tall tree with deep roots. “Ippy, what are your thoughts?” I nodded to her to show my acknowledgement as I pondered her inquiry. “Ippy, stop thinking.” She was right. “Ok Mer, Neb, I’m in. I am certain that the rest of the crew will be as well.”
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“Nebibit, I am -most certainly- not offering such for that reason. I am grateful for you being here.” I snatched a date from her plate. “You and your crew could profit greatly by running the Nile with me. You have fine accommodations that cost you nothing, a place to dock your ship, free food and resources… nothing to do but profit.”” Nebibit looked up from her plate and smiled. “Mer, you drive a hard bargain but I will take it!” We both laughed and shared her massive plate of food together.
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MeryetNit turned towards the last of the sunset, a sacred space for her. It was obvious that she was pleased by my response. She glanced towards the Lang Huan and shot a smile at me “Nebibit, if I may still call you that, there is a lot of work that only you and your crew can do.” Mer pointed to a star to our left “The realm of the night belongs to the goddess Neit who brings a newly full moon and thousands of stars tonight.”
MeryetNit had put me in a corner conversationally. I knew that the conversation had to shift. “Meryetnit, I have to admit that I initially felt like you were doing this as some kind of favor to me, your troubled friend.” She started to tap her feet. -
The Sun was low in the sky, emerging beneath brightly painted clouds as The Chariot of Ra touched the horizon. It was then that Nebibit -as we called her here- came to me. She seemed heavy in thought. “Hello my friend. You bear a burden?” She managed to summon a small smirk, “I do”. I gestured to my house-staff to bring her refreshments. We both sat for a moment gazing at the painted skies fading into dusk while they set food & drink before her. “MeryetNit, I know that my crew is tired from this last journey, I know that they don’t have the same obsession with staying on the move, like I do.” She went back to her plates of dates, sliced lamb & vegetables. “Nebibit, why don’t you tarry for now? You & your crew can run The Nile, I could use the help with business trade & acquisitions.” She smiled & nodded while finishing chewing. “I am quite certain that you could keep us busy and rich”. She was correct in that. “Nebibit, yes.” She looked-up from her plate, “We will accept your hospitality then”.
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The crew was enjoying finally not having to constantly travel, often under brutal conditions like fording the ship across a desert. My restless soul did not allow me to tarry for too long, ever. Seeing their faces relaxed, laughing, so happy, it was hard to get myself to bring the eventuality of my winged spirit back to them. I had to stop and think as I looked at them wandering in MeryetNit’s garden, the food markets, fishing the Nile… These people had given me everything they could give me. MeryetNit would not mind us staying, in fact she would be quite happy if we stayed for a while. The talent and experience of my crew was extensive, master ship crew, skilled hunters and fisher-folk, battle-worthy soldiers, skilled traders/merchants. It seemed to me that it might be time to have a talk with Mer.
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Nebibit & her crew were bathed and given fresh garb by my staff. I could hear them from my window, they were happy to be here, able to rest, to not be travelling by ship for a moment. I wanted so badly to keep her and her crew here, even if only for just a little while. I let them be for a couple of days, making sure that they had all that they could eat and drink. The locals came amongst them to play music, dance and share in the joy of new faces and friends.
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In Tjenu
After leaving Gebtu we reached Tjenu fairly quickly going with the current we did not have to row much except to avoid obstacles. The Láng Huān docked at what seemed to be a palatial compound. The main structure appeared to be a temple of Neit. We were greeted by a stunning woman in high-priestess garb. She was draped in gold jewelry set with Mefkat (turquoise), I could not look away. We were given princely quarters, the finest fares. If asked, I would never leave this place but alas Ziyi would never stay in one place for long.
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Arriving in Tjenu
Dock workers always stare as the 狼獾 LÁNG HUĀN sails by and gather when we tie-off at the dock. MeryetNit was waiting for us. She apparently had her crew keeping an eye out for us.
“Nebibit! Your compound is ready for you and your crew. My staff has taken care of everything”.
Always an extraordinary host, she knew how to make one feel welcome… if they were. MeryetNit had even converted a small compound to house my crew & I when here a few years back. I knew that we would always have royal treatment when in KeMeT. Tjenu -the most ancient city along The Nile- was stunning.
“Nebibit, when you and your crew are settled and bathed come and feast with us!”
Honestly, I am not sure why I don’t just live here when I am not travelling!
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The most distant fields had long since turned to faded, almost sandy tones. The Akhet (Flooding of The Nile) was tremendous this year. The crops filled our stores and the massive surplus sold at great profits.
I kept my eye up-river, told my staff to do the same. I knew that she would be here very soon. Being a Shinobi assassin, an international merchant & a florist, I knew that she would arrive exactly when she said that she would.
“Heri-tep a’a MeryetNit!! She has arrived!” I nodded and smiled in response.
The sleek and exotic dark hull of the the 狼獾 LÁNG HUĀN was striking to all who beheld her.
Audacious as she was, she docked next to my own ship. “Nebibit! Your compound is ready for you and your crew. My staff has taken care of everything”.
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Down the Nile to Tjenu
The hull of the 狼獾 LÁNG HUĀN seemed to ply the water differently with her elegant curves lacquered in black, more smoothly than the other craft on the Nile as we drifted -by rudder & oar- down the Nile. Tjenu by mid-afternoon. In any other situation we would have just drifted down, breathing, listening to, feeding upon the sensations found only here. Not today. The crew did not know why I pushed them so hard but they trusted my decisions completely. The Akhet (Flooding of the Nile) was done about when we reached Λευκός Λιμήν (Leucus Limen) two moons ago. Currently the Nile was littered with the boats and ships carrying the fruits of the Akhet this year up and down the Nile. I knew that -at this time of year- MeryetNit would be in Tjenu dealing with the distribution of all of this seasons wares.
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GEBTU, at The Docks
Dez lead us on a night of debauchery & excess. It seemed that her pet (friend) Leopard walking in front of us made walking through the port city much easier. Fatigue hit me late in the evening, fording the LÁNG HUĀN from the coast had taken it all out of me. A friend of many years, Dez knew when I nodded a certain way that I was done for the evening. I headed back to the ship.
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GEBTU, at The Docks
The portly merchant did not let his crew rest much as we neared the Delta. After the gold, silver & weapons I offered in trade for his haste, he rode that crew very hard. Once we past the giant rock that sat at the entrance to Middle Sea and turned Northward, I knew that I would be home soon. The only problem that I feared was passing the Western Isles. They have been very active of late.
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GEBTU, at The Docks
As I walked along the docks along the river Nile filled with great food and clean water, with visions of that fine fine dark-skinned woman from the Levant filling my imagination, I found my ears wandering to conversations nearby. The night air was filled with the scents of food from around the world, people were content here, this was a good place, a prosperous city. One conversation stood out, piqued my interest above all else. I heard a rotund merchant littered with gold and draped in fine silk from the East speaking of trading with the traders in Middle Sea in the city of Çatalhöyük. In the East of Middle Sea, this was a great deal closer to home than here in Gebtu. My heart longed for my Yngling Hall, for my desire to sail on the Skíðblaðnir again. I realized that my time on the Luang Huan crew was done. I approached the merchant and waved the man he was speaking to away.
“I intend to be aboard your ship when you set for Çatalhöyük… if it leaves when the sun rises tomorrow.”
He looked offended, glanced at my travel garb and -in turn- waved me away… until he heard me tap my fingers on my pouch of gold repeatedly as I walked away. He waddled towards me quickly and grabbed my shoulder. In Kemetian I informed him that if he ever touched me again that he would die in a way that his family would not be proud of, turned and told him that his ship was to set sail at Dawn.
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GEBTU, at The Docks
Ah KMT, It is good to be back! The smells, the sights, the sounds of every language. Everyone started to wander off once the ship was back in the water, on the magical Nile docked. I watched Ziyi walk off with a woman who had a pet Leopard.
The first thing to find is food. The rations during the trip fording the Lang Huan were the last thing on my mind! Since I was near the docks I found plenty of options nearby. I came upon a stand with a shade over the small seating area in front. A breathtaking dark-skinned woman was calling out the fare to passers by and inviting them to sit and eat. I -of course- chose there to eat. She was obviously from somewhere in The Levant, I did not understand what she said except when she spoke Kemetian, I got most of that. I ended up with a large leaf filled with an amazing combination of lamb, spices, cooked fruits and vegetables, served with a flat-bread of some sort. The air, my mouth were suddenly filled with scents and flavors that took my mind all over The Mediterranean Sea in an instant! As I ate, I would occasionally try to converse with her but she was more interested in bringing people in to eat, to serve those already here. All I got was amazing food, clean cool water, people watching & some welcome shade. The sun was set low in the sky as I left, taking one last glance at that gorgeous woman as I set out to enjoy a night in this crazy city on The Nile.
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Dez, part of me is shocked to see you again… The rest is not. Dez laughs and returns the hug I offer. “You want to go to a watering-hole huh?” My dear friend eyes warm, seemingly in remembrance of our many times having done so together. “Dez, we’ve had a brutal trip here from the coast. I think we are going to stay a couple days before we sail down The Nile together once again.”Let’s go and have a drink or four. Gebtu has changed so much since I’ve been gone. Do you know of anywhere to go that’s good? Or should we just wander, until we find the right place?”
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GEBTU, at The Docks
“Nebibit! my dear friend you have surprised me again. How long before we cast off shall we visit the local watering hole and share a bit before the heat of the day comes upon us and my cheetah still does not like to get to warm.”
The cat wrapped her tail around Dezs legs while sniffing Nebibits hand.
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GEBTU, at The Docks
Fording the Lang Huan from the sea was arduous and hard on us all. Days upon days of winding through dunes, valleys, hills and mountains in the sun without rain. Gebtu unfolded before us in all her splendor. Every color of skin, every smell to be found, every food to eat… every indulgence to be had. While I watched the Lang Huan be rolled into the magical Nile I was solicited-by and passed-by every manner of folk, it was something I needed, I am a traveler. This is always one of my favorite places on the Nile. It was then that I saw her. It could not be her, my old friend. The very person who vowed to never return to KMT after what we went through.
“Dez?? Is that you?!” Her tanned faced paled and then turned red briefly.
“Nebibit!! How can it be you?!” She ran towards me with arms open.
“Dez, most people on my crew call me Ziyi these days but around here they still call me Nebibit.” -
LEUCUS LIMEN, heading West along The Wadi Hammamat
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Slowly the bountiful fields with rich dark soil began to give way to more and more buildings. We finally made it to Gebtu! I’ve been here a number of times, this city is an adventure. Ziyi took us & the ship on a wide dirt track that led us through the city towards the mother of all rivers, my beloved Nile. Ah! The smells, the sights, my anticipation built to nearly a frenzy. I hoped that we were to tarry here for a bit before heading north to The Delta. It took us until mid-morning the following day to make our way through the city to the riverfront. This time of year there was a massive amount of activity at the waterfront. It took us until mid-afternoon -after reaching the waterfront- to be able to get in the water. The men with the “sled” & donkeys headed back through Gebtu. Ziyi told us to enjoy the city for a couple of days making sure to warn us that the the third day at sunrise to be on the ship or we’d be left behind. I was convinced that she was serious about that. Hello ancient Gebtu, how I missed you!
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LEUCUS LIMEN, heading West along The Wadi Hammamat road.
Being a man of the sea for most of my life, riding horses -for extended periods- takes a bit of re-acclimation every time. By the tenth day I found myself marveling at the endurance & strength of these twenty plus mules hauling this medium-sized ship for ten-twelve hours a day while the rest dragged logs from back to front for the sled thing that carried it, for days on end.
The ship-sized “sled” was interesting for me. The cleverly designed structure was made out of an unfamiliar wood of thin trunks, the bark was still on it except where climbed-up or strapped-to of course. The twin rails (?) that it rested on curved-up identically fore and aft. Near the ends of these -just as they curved upwards, there was a small but stout-looking metal thing that connected the inner and outer bottom rails with a thick cross-piece. That little cross-piece allowed for (replaceable(!)) logs to rest under it when being pulled. This allowed those rails to last indefinitely as any damage or fiction was taken by the replaceable logs. I was impressed. It also allowed them to descend steeper sections since the sideways logs that the sled was rolling on couldn’t be used on a steep descent, those replaceable logs under the twin-rails took the damage. Where I come from fording a ship was a lot less sophisticated. My guess was that there were more than one of these heading back-and-forth along The Wadi Hammamat, charging a(n understandably) steep price for their services.
I was told that we were most of the way to a city called Gebtu, on The Nile north of Thebes. The thought of sailing down The Nile excited me greatly. I could not wait to see the legendary wonders of Egypt. Soon the relentless sands would give way to irrigated fields & villages and then… The Nile! After fourteen long hot days, those mules got that ship over a hill that gave us sight of the rich fields along The Nile opening before us below. Those amazing mules had it easier from here on out as we descended towards the river and the City of Gebtu. Any city at the end of a major trade route connecting two different worlds is going to be amazing. There will be women from every corner of the world, spices, foods drinks that I haven’t even heard of. Then you factor-in that it is on The Nile? I was almost giddy at this point. Especially after fifteen long, hot, lonely days in the middle of nowhere on a (fascinatingly) foreign trade-route. Soon, I told myself, very very soon!
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Nearing LEUCUS LIMEN
The name given to this port by sailers and traders from The Hellas lingers and -in some intangible way- belies the age this city by being named in a newer language now. I found myself curious what the older names for this truly ancient port city were. What is now called Leucus Limen has been here for thousands of years. The Wadi Hammamat route leads to Gebtu, just north of Thebes, was going to be a slow passage. Sending the fake cargo ahead of us would give us warning of bandits ahead. Having sent the valuables a bit north on the water in a small boat before hitting the shore I felt confident in my precautions.
The 狼獾 LÁNG HUĀN
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Nearing LEUCUS LIMEN
It was perfection.
The 狼獾 LÁNG HUĀN having a shallow draft slid between two docks onto the beach. What I saw was far beyond what I expected or even imagined. It looked like around 200 armed horsemen plus 3 large carriages in their midst. There were large logs being carried towards us dragged by mules along a narrow track that wound along the front wall of the city from the south a bit. Soon after, 30 or so men on foot approached and Ziyi directed them to remove 6 large rectangular objects wrapped in variously colored fabrics and bound tightly in rope. It took 6 men each to carry them to the 3 big carriages. The rest of the men were in heavier armor and carried themselves like mercenaries. My guess was that those were chests with valuables (gold?). The carriages started west ahead of us -on what I was just informed was the Wadi Hammamat trade route- with the cargo. Just then, around the corner of the front wall a wooden structure that looked like a movable dry-dock for a ship appeared. This thing looked like the skeleton of a ship with a wide flat-bottom hull with an oddly shaped log-frame structure sprouting from it. Was Ziyi actually going to drag this thing up through this meandering road through hill country dragged by 20-25 mules for what would probably be several days along a what appeared to be a very crowded trade route? The question on my mind was where to and why away from the water?
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Nearing LEUCUS LIMEN
The very same South wind that made our trip around Persis brutal carried us north towards Leucus Limen rapidly. From there Cap’n Ziyi planned to ford the desert w/ this 3-mast ship inland w/ 20-something cannons and ammo… plus everything else including us across what would take an unburdened horse 2 or 3 days to reach Gebtu and The Nile. As for how this would be accomplished? My curiosity was piqued.
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In BANDAR SIRAF
When I came out of my cabin I noticed some new faces. Ipskakt hastened towards me & explained their presence. “Cap’n Ziyi, Arash, who we picked-up in Bandar Siraf. Arash said that you are expecting him. The other man… well he is from another continent actually, he came aboard in Bandar Siraf as well seeking to crew with us in exchange for passage west. An intriguing fellow really, his name is Mangas Cochise. Neither has shied assumption of tasks to help the crew. My instict tells me they are… good sorts Cap’n.
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In BANDAR SIRAF
Captain Ziyi seemed to be a good and welcoming sort, and while I was something of a landlubber, I’d gotten settled well enough into watery environs when a passenger from the Meso region of my world up to the river some of my folk had named The Big Muddy. This ship, however, was extremely more strange, and a lot larger, than any I’d ever seen in the past.
Sails. Now, that was a concept!
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Rank: Honorary ScribeIn BANDAR SIRAF
I recognized the ship that came to my dock. Ziyi often had crew that were… not what I would invite into my home, but they weren’t treacherous. This time she brought what she would refer to as a “Gaijin” (“Long-nosed Barbarian”) leering over the prow with a distasteful eagerness. I did not have to communicate to my senior staff, they read my face and sent particular men to keep an eye on the pale-skinned warrior while appearing to just escort Ziyi from the ship.
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In BANDAR SIRAF
The slippery hull of the LÁNG HUĀN brought us to the port of Bandar Siraf as fast as my own ship could ever do. This ancient city, the hundreds or thousands of years the people of Persis (Persia) have been here is very clear upon approach. There is no question -at all- that there are thousands of years of stories found here. My memories of this beautiful city are uncountable. Finding passage to Noregr wouldn’t be easy for me but… to die with the intoxicating women, the smells in the marketplace… I would die happily in Bandar Siraf.
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The coastal cities were unkind & not profitable. We headed north-west towards KMT & Al-Mashriq at a rapid pace. Ziyi pushed her crew for there had been little loot to be earned in rounding India. Finally Persis emerged from the distance. The women of Persis are devastatingly beautiful but impossible to touch. Then the rising sun revealed the gleaming port of Bandar Siraf
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KALIKATA (CALCUTTA)
Eyvisl, we are already moving to the West. I’ll see what I can do. I’m taking us to Al-Mashriq, from there you can find a way by land. I’m going back to the east once there.
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KALIKATA (CALCUTTA)
I was on the fore deck watching the bay wrap around us when a crew-man approached me, “Eyvisl is asking if you know this area.” I laughed and pointed to
CURRENT LOCATION: KALIKATA (CALCUTTA)COMING FROM”: MUEANG (THAILAND), CHINA, HENAN, KAIFENG
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IN MUEANG (THAILAND)
Whoa there Cap’n Ziyi, all I’m doing is hugging the coast loosely to the West to get us to India. I’ve got us on course, tell the big guy to get on the oars when we get closer to shore.
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IN MUEANG (THAILAND)
The stranger seemed to be a good fellow. His name was something I’ve never heard before. “Mangas Cochise, my crew will make sure that you have a hammock & a spot for your stuff.” He smiled & let my crewman show him to his hammock. “Now, both of you get off of my deck!” -
IN MUEANG (THAILAND)
“Ahoy!” I yell to the little rowboat. “You two! Hoist that dingy and get that man some food & drink!” Two of the crew set to task. Welcome aboard the 狼獾 (Láng huān). “Why are you out here… in that little thing? What is your name?, Cap’n Ziyi has been informed and shall arrive shortly… at her pleasure, of course.” -
IN MUEANG (THAILAND)
Hmmm. I’m out here rowing in this little dingy, and here comes a ship bearing down on me.It’s rather wet in the dingy, being as I’m in the middle of the ocean, so I clamber up a loose rope, catch some rigging or whatever this stuff is called, and hoist myself aboard.
“Ahoy, anyone aboard?”
I try to remember which direction is starboard and which is port (I could do with some of the latter), difficult as I’m an inland-born Apache.
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