I have to say that I enjoy traveling. Nothing thrills me more than going hither and yon all over this curious landscape. Though I must say I do have my favorite mode of Transport. Other that of course using the Transport Function that seems to be a part of the powers I and other Citzen of this usual country have the use of. I of course came to these lands with no monies in which to trade with so acquiring proper transport to move about the lands I do visit whilst using said Transport Function was at once difficult.
For a while I would walk everywhere but that became quite tiresome as for some reason the areas that I would visit would have some odd occurrence happening. There would be times as if time itself would be slowed and getting from point A to point B took quite sometime. The people here call it a lag. What ever the odd occurrence is named it because quite irksome. Luckily for me there were trade fairs that would offer; for the purpose of hope for returning customers, free items! At such a fair that was celebrating the Eight year Anniversary of all the lands being established. Such generosity that day was only topped by the generosity of my friends and acquaintances who gave me even more gifts!
Well what I acquired at the Anniversary Fair made up for all the 'lags' that attended that affair. I acquired a Jolly Skip! A small boat that enable me to cross some seas in that land and truly explore island after island. Though the aforementioned lag and the other trouble can be quite bothersome. What other trouble can possible mire a pleasant boating trip around an isle? I little thing the people of this land like to call a 'Land Ban' or 'Ban Lines' if you please. These little mechanisms block people from crossing private lands that they wish to keep private as some trespassers, (I believe they call them 'Greifers'.), do very criminal acts. Some Greifres go as far as to hold the owner captive and unable to access there property or so I've heard. ( I have contacts with some of the more honest unsavory people that inhabit these lands. When one hears of a dealer that can get you something you need earnestly like a weapon one does not expect the nicest people to sell you said goods. Nes pas?)
At anyrate, these Ban Lines seem to go out toward the sea leading away from from the land. Does that mean anything to the owners of said lands? Ah, no! Those pesky Ban Lines block and most times trap the unwary sailor quicker than you can say knife! Mind you with the use of my device that every good traveler should have, a Ban Line detector! Still if you forget to use it or you assume that you don't need one because you don't think the lands your sailing have no such 'Ban Line' devices then you will find one when you least suspect one and bam! You are trapped inside those lines and can not move your sailing vehicle for nothing!
So my solution to my and others forgetfulness is to find lands that encourage free sailing. You must use your computation and internet connective device to search for a land that does encourage sailing. Mostly lands that wish to sell you land or another sailing ship. It does not bod well for the owner of such lands to put up a 'Land Ban' device as it will discourage people from buying property of any kind. Hmm, hmm. Well I traveled to such a land. A land called Fruit Islands Estate.
Sailing my Joly Boat arond the Fruit Island. The place just screams Romantic Intrigue and relaxation. I was mostly focused on the relaxation bit. Tropical Animals abound!. Tortoises, Birds, and I'm sorry to say another Spider Monkey. (Although I must admit somewhat more well behaved that a certain other Spider Monkey from Costa Rica. Also strangely enough squirrels. Most interesting and somewhat alarming was a pair of Crocodiles. One of whom I tried not to hit with the stern of my boot as I lowered the sail to moor. Another on land sleeping by a lagoon in which I wanted to swim in. Which I did! The big old thing did not even raise a mere eyelid at me as I quietly slipped into my bathing suit and went into the water. Something about this island made the animals soothed and relaxed. I must admit it had a languid affect upon me as well. As the lagoon had a mixture of salt in it I felt as if I must rinse myself off. The rocks near the waterfall that I had tried to climb up on was slippery and the crevasse a bit hard to get around. At one time I thought myself trapped but slipped thru splashing myself right back into the lagoon.
As a sat there cursing a bit I espied a couple of huts and curious I got up out of the lagoon to walk toward them. I cried out a hallelujah when I espied an outdoor bathtub. I in my bathing suit went into the filling tub after I pulled the string that let loose the water from the cistern. An hour later I got out refreshed and ready to set sail again. I got into my boat raised the sail and set out. Funnily enough as I creeped slowly away from the Croc I almost ran into when I came onto the island a crab was trying to menace him.
By far though is my most favorite mode of transportation. Though I must say they do eat a lot! Horses! Oh when I ride my latest favorite, bought though earning L's in a most immodest fashion as a hostess in a club, a black and white Palomino. I get on the saddle and explore with the most congenial of companions. Blackwind is a strong horse that has the most wonderful gait and the nicest disposition. The there is Lucky the wonder horse; sometimes called Slappy The Wonder Horse. He is a bit clumsy, loud, and a bit of a lout but I like him just the same as what makes him wonderful is the fact that he can climb hills and if pushed stairs like a bugger! Oh my what a horse. What he lacks in quietude he makes up for in pulling off miracles! I also like to rent a demo horse. (When I say rent I really mean that they lend me the use of a horse for a short period of time and rides. Again with the eye to interest the consumer in buying such a horse to keep. As I may have mentioned earlier the fact is horse do eat alot and need lots of care.)
At one time I rented a most wonderful horse, not as wondrous as dear slappy but most indearing. She had no name I gather to induce one to give her one to endear her to you so you might buy her or some horse like her. As I didn't want to get to attached to her I called her 'Girl'. Girl was a Red Horse with a black mane. Front legs glossed with black stockings, fore legs glistening white stockings that dance though small rivers. An Indian Palomino with impeccable linage I am sure. Oh the lucky Ancient Native American-Indian of ages past that rode the mid-western plains on such an animal. I could not praise Girl enough as we rode together on the trails located at AKK Horse Ranch. But I felt no matter how invigorating the ride that something was missing. I needed to give the old girl her head; I needed to get her out into a field. I found such a field with acres of fields and plenty of room for Girl to run about in!
Oh how I loved her running down the fields and leaping over fences! I had a mind to go to another land that I heard of called Equus. Equus promised fence jumping glore! The promise was not keep. I found myself on a small estate with jumping fences to close to the cliffs. I surely did not wish to injure my rented horse in the slightest! Off I went back home to take care of Girl and place her in a place of honor in my stables next too Blackwind and Lucky. Lucky me.
For a while I would walk everywhere but that became quite tiresome as for some reason the areas that I would visit would have some odd occurrence happening. There would be times as if time itself would be slowed and getting from point A to point B took quite sometime. The people here call it a lag. What ever the odd occurrence is named it because quite irksome. Luckily for me there were trade fairs that would offer; for the purpose of hope for returning customers, free items! At such a fair that was celebrating the Eight year Anniversary of all the lands being established. Such generosity that day was only topped by the generosity of my friends and acquaintances who gave me even more gifts!
Well what I acquired at the Anniversary Fair made up for all the 'lags' that attended that affair. I acquired a Jolly Skip! A small boat that enable me to cross some seas in that land and truly explore island after island. Though the aforementioned lag and the other trouble can be quite bothersome. What other trouble can possible mire a pleasant boating trip around an isle? I little thing the people of this land like to call a 'Land Ban' or 'Ban Lines' if you please. These little mechanisms block people from crossing private lands that they wish to keep private as some trespassers, (I believe they call them 'Greifers'.), do very criminal acts. Some Greifres go as far as to hold the owner captive and unable to access there property or so I've heard. ( I have contacts with some of the more honest unsavory people that inhabit these lands. When one hears of a dealer that can get you something you need earnestly like a weapon one does not expect the nicest people to sell you said goods. Nes pas?)
At anyrate, these Ban Lines seem to go out toward the sea leading away from from the land. Does that mean anything to the owners of said lands? Ah, no! Those pesky Ban Lines block and most times trap the unwary sailor quicker than you can say knife! Mind you with the use of my device that every good traveler should have, a Ban Line detector! Still if you forget to use it or you assume that you don't need one because you don't think the lands your sailing have no such 'Ban Line' devices then you will find one when you least suspect one and bam! You are trapped inside those lines and can not move your sailing vehicle for nothing!
So my solution to my and others forgetfulness is to find lands that encourage free sailing. You must use your computation and internet connective device to search for a land that does encourage sailing. Mostly lands that wish to sell you land or another sailing ship. It does not bod well for the owner of such lands to put up a 'Land Ban' device as it will discourage people from buying property of any kind. Hmm, hmm. Well I traveled to such a land. A land called Fruit Islands Estate.
Sailing my Joly Boat arond the Fruit Island. The place just screams Romantic Intrigue and relaxation. I was mostly focused on the relaxation bit. Tropical Animals abound!. Tortoises, Birds, and I'm sorry to say another Spider Monkey. (Although I must admit somewhat more well behaved that a certain other Spider Monkey from Costa Rica. Also strangely enough squirrels. Most interesting and somewhat alarming was a pair of Crocodiles. One of whom I tried not to hit with the stern of my boot as I lowered the sail to moor. Another on land sleeping by a lagoon in which I wanted to swim in. Which I did! The big old thing did not even raise a mere eyelid at me as I quietly slipped into my bathing suit and went into the water. Something about this island made the animals soothed and relaxed. I must admit it had a languid affect upon me as well. As the lagoon had a mixture of salt in it I felt as if I must rinse myself off. The rocks near the waterfall that I had tried to climb up on was slippery and the crevasse a bit hard to get around. At one time I thought myself trapped but slipped thru splashing myself right back into the lagoon.
As a sat there cursing a bit I espied a couple of huts and curious I got up out of the lagoon to walk toward them. I cried out a hallelujah when I espied an outdoor bathtub. I in my bathing suit went into the filling tub after I pulled the string that let loose the water from the cistern. An hour later I got out refreshed and ready to set sail again. I got into my boat raised the sail and set out. Funnily enough as I creeped slowly away from the Croc I almost ran into when I came onto the island a crab was trying to menace him.
By far though is my most favorite mode of transportation. Though I must say they do eat a lot! Horses! Oh when I ride my latest favorite, bought though earning L's in a most immodest fashion as a hostess in a club, a black and white Palomino. I get on the saddle and explore with the most congenial of companions. Blackwind is a strong horse that has the most wonderful gait and the nicest disposition. The there is Lucky the wonder horse; sometimes called Slappy The Wonder Horse. He is a bit clumsy, loud, and a bit of a lout but I like him just the same as what makes him wonderful is the fact that he can climb hills and if pushed stairs like a bugger! Oh my what a horse. What he lacks in quietude he makes up for in pulling off miracles! I also like to rent a demo horse. (When I say rent I really mean that they lend me the use of a horse for a short period of time and rides. Again with the eye to interest the consumer in buying such a horse to keep. As I may have mentioned earlier the fact is horse do eat alot and need lots of care.)
At one time I rented a most wonderful horse, not as wondrous as dear slappy but most indearing. She had no name I gather to induce one to give her one to endear her to you so you might buy her or some horse like her. As I didn't want to get to attached to her I called her 'Girl'. Girl was a Red Horse with a black mane. Front legs glossed with black stockings, fore legs glistening white stockings that dance though small rivers. An Indian Palomino with impeccable linage I am sure. Oh the lucky Ancient Native American-Indian of ages past that rode the mid-western plains on such an animal. I could not praise Girl enough as we rode together on the trails located at AKK Horse Ranch. But I felt no matter how invigorating the ride that something was missing. I needed to give the old girl her head; I needed to get her out into a field. I found such a field with acres of fields and plenty of room for Girl to run about in!
Oh how I loved her running down the fields and leaping over fences! I had a mind to go to another land that I heard of called Equus. Equus promised fence jumping glore! The promise was not keep. I found myself on a small estate with jumping fences to close to the cliffs. I surely did not wish to injure my rented horse in the slightest! Off I went back home to take care of Girl and place her in a place of honor in my stables next too Blackwind and Lucky. Lucky me.
Lady Mar
Adveturess
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