lemon_squeezer2 wrote:Robert was now officially the Crusader king though his ceremonial crowning would not come until the traditionally date of May 8th. Now he was traveling to the capitol city.
For the rest of the day, Viktor wandered about the city of Port Crowne. Port Crowne was a big city, and a bustling port, and there was much too see. After Viktor had examined the docks and the less-than-respectable pubs and other seaside establishment, he headed back up the cobbled main street intent on leaving the city and heading inland. However, before coming to the gate, he passed by what appeared to be an open-air theatre, and he stopped, intrigued. Yes, it was a theatre, but they certainly weren’t preparing for a play. The entire complex was decked out in billowing colors of red, blue and yellow, the national colors of the Crusaders. Men and women clothed in smocks scrubbed away at one isle of stone circular seats while more persons carefully placed cushions upon seats already clean. On the stage itself, a platform had been erected, and men were struggling to heave what appeared to be a golden throne into an elevated position.Lord_Of_The_LEGO wrote:Grid: N-10
Location: Port Crowne
"Still looking for adventure?" queried Tim E.
"Yeah...I might continue north...or might head inland...I don't know really."
"Well," Tim E. smiled, "It's been great knowin' ya. I'll been here all summer and perhaps the fall, but after that I'll head home. Perhaps we'll meet again."
"I hope so." grinned Viktor. Then he flipped a coin to Orson the bartender, pounded Tim E. on the back one last time, and left the bar.
“What’s this?” asked Viktor, stopped a man carrying a bundle of cloth.
“Wot?” the man looked at Viktor in annoyance, “Where the bloody mega blocks ‘ave ye been? Dis be the site of the king’s coronation. T’was ‘posed to be May 8th ‘stead of ‘Pril 8th, but some megablocks moved the date uppa month!”
The man pushed past Viktor and continued on his way. Viktor turned his gaze back to the stage.
“A coronation, eh? On the 8th?” Viktor said to himself, “That’s only three days away. I can wait three days before leaving…”
Grid: M-9Lord_Of_The_LEGO wrote:Now Rosa was in the Crusader city of Westwater.
Location: the Crusader port village of Westwater
It was not long before the news of King Robert’s impending crowning reached the residents of Westwater. At once there was an exodus south. Everyone dropped everything they were doing and traveled to Port Crowne, eager to catch a glimpse of the coronation. To her own surprise, Rosa found herself among them. She did not know why she too had headed south when she heard of the news, perhaps she simply wanted to see something new. Talking to water gypsies day in and day out got bring after a while. Though coronations certainly were not Rosa’s thing, either. She hated stuck-up royalty people with their prim ways and proud postures. Also, they would have the most dreadful security measures. Endless soldiers, and guards with sniffing and biting dogs. Megabloks. It would be a nightmare. Besides, they would be overreacting. What could possibly go wrong at the coronation?
Targon was in a panic. Now all his plans were ruined. How dare the Crusader elite mess up his brilliantly planned schemes by moving the coronation to April 8th instead of May 8th! Well, there was nothing for it now…he would have to do the kidnapping during the ceremony…The Green Knight wrote:“No, not this one. I don’t know where he lives but I trust ye to find that out yourself. It shouldn’t be that hard to locate. Now I’ll be in Denderham until the eighth of May. That’s the date of the coronation and I’ll expect ye back before then. Any questions?”