"Well, welcome aboard me ship, I am your captain, and anyone who doesn't want to be here can jump off at the next port. till then, let's start a fight with some Crimson Empire."
" Aye Captain- thanks for yer welcome! Where we off to?" says Cassandra
"But where's the fun in that, We could take treasures, Be real pirates! Ever hear those rumours about ancient beasts lurking the ocean, Those are obviously bull, But their are rumours of hidden treasures, We could live like kings!" He was now very eccentric, And blinded by his own desires.
"But where's the fun in that, We could take treasures, Be real pirates! Ever hear those rumours about ancient beasts lurking the ocean, Those are obviously bull, But their are rumours of hidden treasures, We could live like kings!" He was now very eccentric, And blinded by his own desires.
"Aye, we could, but first don't you want to overthrow a corrupt empire and steal from them? That piratey enough for you?"
Olinaryn: "Im just pleased to have some people to role with. Il go wherever this ship takes me, but know that I don't trust any of yout"
Description: - Olinaryn is a slender wood elf with long white hair, a scarred face with a black cowl and hood that sheilds most of his face. rapier and bow stashed in in secret behind his back and under his cowl. damaged leather black theives guild armor makes him easily vanishable among any darkness. he loves to hide and loves to steal and even will kill if he has too.
Trusts absolutely noone but himself.
Olinaryn retreats below deck to find somewhere quiet
A elf of indeterminate gender and age. They have tawny hair and eyes the dark green of a shadowy forest with catlike slit pupils. They carry a longbow and two short swords. They’re wearing a backpack with a bedroll attached. Most of their clothes are designed for movement through the dense forest.
“Well then I suppose I’m Sylhorn, feel free to call me Syl. I have never been on a boat before. I’m not really one for people so this is all new. I apologize in advance if anything turns up missing I tend too... attract small items.”
Hearing all of the conversation aboard the ship confuses Uther, should he come along? Or no? He walked the path of hero, but this group is rather ...
BARBARIC! He thinks to himself, making all the ruckus back in there, but the curiousity of the outside world makes him jump into the ship
"Hello there" that first hello from his mouth is barely audible, chasing a moving ship in the middle of the night when the current is strong is not an easy task (even with a +2 modifier lol), too tired to stand up, he decided to take a rest.
Olynaryn, sensing Sylhorn's presence a fellow elf thief, comes back up from the bottom of the ship. theyve met before, but only briefly on a theives guild job a time ago
“Olynaryn? I almost didn’t recognize you! How have you been” Sylhorn smiles walking over to him “It’s nice to see someone I know, if only in passing.”
Olynaryn lifts his head up from his wayward gaze and lowers his hood ever so slightly smiling back to Sylhorn; "oh, you know, just chasing the next con, lets try make some actual money this time ok?"
“That’s not fair! How was I supposed to know the gold was spelled!” Sylhorn replied “The mage that we hired was incompetent, and as I recall that was your fault.” They finish with a huff sitting down to pull out their trinket bag.
Arkan is a half elf, He doesn't look to be the happiest guy around, By the fact he's always giving looks, And making jokes at everyone else's expense, He has tattered clothes, He's been in some dirt, His hair is messy, He doesn't seem to be having high expectations of where he's going
"I'm called Arkan, Some call me a traitorous snake, But those people have never been in a true crew before!"
ooc; sorry I’m late, I’m going to have her just coming in soaking wet, and the same for me about school
Kinda ash intro: Ash gets into the tavern drenched from the rain. She shook off her wings ne’er the door way so she won’t get any one wet. She went to get some butter beer.
Tavern's done. Y'all on a ship.
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Life is very busy unfortunately, gone from most Pbp's indefinitely. If you'd like to contact me, I am on Discord at GreatAxeblade#7595, always happy to chat :)
Cassandra, from behind the wheel, says -“ well it be nice meeting you all. looks like we’re stuck together until the next port o call anyway. The Mistress of the Seas works in mysterious ways.” She pauses for a silent prayer you assume..
“Now let me go over some basics- so we can all speak the languagE of ships. When facing forward- Port is left. (That way). Starboard is right, the bow is the front and stern is the back“.- she continues, to anyone who is listening with a basic sailing lesson and nautical terms. To anyone who expresses boredom she snaps- “you don know it but you need it. ... If we yell out kraken to starboard you want to know which way to run don’t ye?”
Ash nods her head taken mental notes about every detail and shows great curiosity. She just noticed that she was soaking and went to find something else to where from her bag. She apologies for intruding or anything she just wanted to join in on the adventure, she never has been out of her town much, she also introduces her self, and asked for a lay out of the ship.
Ash nods her head taken mental notes about every detail and shows great curiosity. She just noticed that she was soaking and went to find something else to where from her bag. She apologies for intruding or anything she just wanted to join in on the adventure, she never has been out of her town much, she also introduces her self, and asked for a lay out of the ship.
Cassandra says “I can help dry you off-“ waving her hand the water pulls off of ash and pools on the deck for a moment, before running out the scupper. “Sure I’ll point you around, and you can all help trim the sails. Pull on that line there- that’s a Halyard..”. Etc.
" Aye Captain- thanks for yer welcome! Where we off to?" says Cassandra
good time, talk later.
"But where's the fun in that, We could take treasures, Be real pirates! Ever hear those rumours about ancient beasts lurking the ocean, Those are obviously bull, But their are rumours of hidden treasures, We could live like kings!" He was now very eccentric, And blinded by his own desires.
"Aye, we could, but first don't you want to overthrow a corrupt empire and steal from them? That piratey enough for you?"
Farewell.
Olinaryn: "Im just pleased to have some people to role with. Il go wherever this ship takes me, but know that I don't trust any of yout"
Description: - Olinaryn is a slender wood elf with long white hair, a scarred face with a black cowl and hood that sheilds most of his face. rapier and bow stashed in in secret behind his back and under his cowl. damaged leather black theives guild armor makes him easily vanishable among any darkness. he loves to hide and loves to steal and even will kill if he has too.
Trusts absolutely noone but himself.
Olinaryn retreats below deck to find somewhere quiet
Sylhorn’s introduction
A elf of indeterminate gender and age. They have tawny hair and eyes the dark green of a shadowy forest with catlike slit pupils. They carry a longbow and two short swords. They’re wearing a backpack with a bedroll attached. Most of their clothes are designed for movement through the dense forest.
“Well then I suppose I’m Sylhorn, feel free to call me Syl. I have never been on a boat before. I’m not really one for people so this is all new. I apologize in advance if anything turns up missing I tend too... attract small items.”
Hearing all of the conversation aboard the ship confuses Uther, should he come along? Or no? He walked the path of hero, but this group is rather ...
BARBARIC! He thinks to himself, making all the ruckus back in there, but the curiousity of the outside world makes him jump into the ship
"Hello there" that first hello from his mouth is barely audible, chasing a moving ship in the middle of the night when the current is strong is not an easy task (even with a +2 modifier lol), too tired to stand up, he decided to take a rest.
Olynaryn, sensing Sylhorn's presence a fellow elf thief, comes back up from the bottom of the ship. theyve met before, but only briefly on a theives guild job a time ago
“Olynaryn? I almost didn’t recognize you! How have you been” Sylhorn smiles walking over to him “It’s nice to see someone I know, if only in passing.”
Olynaryn lifts his head up from his wayward gaze and lowers his hood ever so slightly smiling back to Sylhorn; "oh, you know, just chasing the next con, lets try make some actual money this time ok?"
(sorry I had math class) Røwan tries to steady himself from the commotion
“That’s not fair! How was I supposed to know the gold was spelled!” Sylhorn replied “The mage that we hired was incompetent, and as I recall that was your fault.” They finish with a huff sitting down to pull out their trinket bag.
Akran introduction:
Arkan is a half elf, He doesn't look to be the happiest guy around, By the fact he's always giving looks, And making jokes at everyone else's expense, He has tattered clothes, He's been in some dirt, His hair is messy, He doesn't seem to be having high expectations of where he's going
"I'm called Arkan, Some call me a traitorous snake, But those people have never been in a true crew before!"
Røwan introduction
Røwan is a water Genasi with blue hair flowing as if underwater and green skin. He always tries to good and loves adventuring
Røwan smiles "pleasure to meet you, my name's Røwan"
(Also schools over for me today so I'll be more active)
ooc; sorry I’m late, I’m going to have her just coming in soaking wet, and the same for me about school
Kinda ash intro:
Ash had gotten on the ship drenched from the waves. She shook off her wings ne’er the door way so she won’t get any one wet.
Tavern's done. Y'all on a ship.
Life is very busy unfortunately, gone from most Pbp's indefinitely.
If you'd like to contact me, I am on Discord at GreatAxeblade#7595, always happy to chat :)
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Røwan Looks toward ash and puts his hand out "hey, names Røwan "
Cassandra, from behind the wheel, says -“ well it be nice meeting you all. looks like we’re stuck together until the next port o call anyway. The Mistress of the Seas works in mysterious ways.” She pauses for a silent prayer you assume..
“Now let me go over some basics- so we can all speak the languagE of ships. When facing forward- Port is left. (That way). Starboard is right, the bow is the front and stern is the back“.- she continues, to anyone who is listening with a basic sailing lesson and nautical terms. To anyone who expresses boredom she snaps- “you don know it but you need it. ... If we yell out kraken to starboard you want to know which way to run don’t ye?”
(Sorry can’t bold on my phone)
"Aye aye, is there anything I could do to help out?"
Ash nods her head taken mental notes about every detail and shows great curiosity. She just noticed that she was soaking and went to find something else to where from her bag. She apologies for intruding or anything she just wanted to join in on the adventure, she never has been out of her town much, she also introduces her self, and asked for a lay out of the ship.
Cassandra says “I can help dry you off-“ waving her hand the water pulls off of ash and pools on the deck for a moment, before running out the scupper. “Sure I’ll point you around, and you can all help trim the sails. Pull on that line there- that’s a Halyard..”. Etc.
(shape water cantrip)