Post by maplepolarhockey on Mar 11, 2013 22:35:33 GMT -5
1541: Quebec - At Jacque Cartier and Sieur de Roberval's home.
Mattie was roaming his lands when he had stumbled across Jacque Catier and Sieur de Roberval, two men from outside his world who claimed his land for their King and Land. He was not overly pleased with this, but hoped that this new Land would be kind enough to take him in and give him a home and family. He had been taken in by Cartier when the man stumbled across the little spirit of the land during his journey's across his home. He had taken with the frenchman, and followed him around, the man soon realizing that the child didn't seem to age at all, though he seemed to know so much. The small blonde liked the two frenchmen, though he also knew of another who was 'claiming' his land as well. He yawned tiredly as the people milling in the new "french" village went about their lives. He was bored and was starting to fall asleep, being held by Cartier.
He wasn't sure of what to expect with the new Land or person coming to his soil, shuddering as he felt steps onto his land, from another like him. He whined and clung to Cartier's shirt, though his friend was bringing him to the water's edge, where the new ship had sailed to. He saw the brilliantly white sails and pouted, snuggled into Cartier and tucking his face away. He could feel the pure power from the other, not as noticeable as the one who looked after his twin, but still something he wasn't comfortable with. He felt sick and dizzy, though he made sure to stay curled into Cartier, who had caught up with Roberval, both men excited to tell their arriving noble about this land and little Matthieu.[/color]
Mattie was roaming his lands when he had stumbled across Jacque Catier and Sieur de Roberval, two men from outside his world who claimed his land for their King and Land. He was not overly pleased with this, but hoped that this new Land would be kind enough to take him in and give him a home and family. He had been taken in by Cartier when the man stumbled across the little spirit of the land during his journey's across his home. He had taken with the frenchman, and followed him around, the man soon realizing that the child didn't seem to age at all, though he seemed to know so much. The small blonde liked the two frenchmen, though he also knew of another who was 'claiming' his land as well. He yawned tiredly as the people milling in the new "french" village went about their lives. He was bored and was starting to fall asleep, being held by Cartier.
He wasn't sure of what to expect with the new Land or person coming to his soil, shuddering as he felt steps onto his land, from another like him. He whined and clung to Cartier's shirt, though his friend was bringing him to the water's edge, where the new ship had sailed to. He saw the brilliantly white sails and pouted, snuggled into Cartier and tucking his face away. He could feel the pure power from the other, not as noticeable as the one who looked after his twin, but still something he wasn't comfortable with. He felt sick and dizzy, though he made sure to stay curled into Cartier, who had caught up with Roberval, both men excited to tell their arriving noble about this land and little Matthieu.[/color]