The undead that Mandus brought with him are cleaning the ship and doing any minor repairs that normally would go undone. Squeaky floorboards, wobbly stairs, all that sort of stuff. Unfortunately, their work tends to get undone very quickly by the crew.
Mandus himself is cooking while the actual cook (or at least the only one there, which is close enough really) takes a breather. Mandus' meals are homey, but quickly made. His hand pies are among the more popular dishes.
Mound drifts over. “Hey there, Mr. Mandus? I just wanted to say thanks. Your little pals have really helped lessen my workload, and now I have more time to talk to strangers.”
"You're welcome. As a former innkeeper, I know how important it is to, well, earn your keep. My employees needed something to do anyway. I raised them to love their work, but there isn't much digging or construction you can do on a boat. I'm glad this ship is... well, you know what the ship is like. Not bad, but not exactly in mint condition either."
“Aye. Our maintenance always slips a bit when the Captain isn’t around. Weird coincidence, if you ask me. I wish all our guests were as hardworking as you. Between the meals and repairs, you’d be the perfect candidate to join our little faction.”
"You're welcome. As a former innkeeper, I know how important it is to, well, earn your keep. My employees needed something to do anyway. I raised them to love their work, but there isn't much digging or construction you can do on a boat. I'm glad this ship is... well, you know what the ship is like. Not bad, but not exactly in mint condition either."
“Aye. Our maintenance always slips a bit when the Captain isn’t around. Weird coincidence, if you ask me. I wish all our guests were as hardworking as you. Between the meals and repairs, you’d be the perfect candidate to join our little faction.”
He chuckles a bit. "We'll have to go eventually, but for now I think we'd all be delighted to join. I'm sure the captain is as accepting as you folk are. I mean, he'd have to be, given the diversity of the crew."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
As if it’s on cue, you begin to hear footsteps. A voice, greeting the crew warmly. A smell, like spices and brine.
Captain Nathaniel Cairn is hardly what one might expect from the commander of such a renowned faction. He’s not the tallest — almost 6ft, but not quite — and he has both eyes and most of his limbs. At first glance, he’s not especially muscular either. His beard is neat, and trimmed close to his face. His hair is long and black wild, but noticeably clean. The irises of his eyes are black, but his pupils are a shining while. His smile reveals nearly perfect teeth. He holds a flamboyant black hat with a red plume in one hand. The Captain’s most distinguishing feature is his right hand, which isn’t a hand at all — it’s a massive ridged claw covered in barnacles and seaweed.
Flanking the Captain are his right-hand (perhaps left?) man Alistair Tao and the tlincalli Em. Alistair is clearly overjoyed, but Em’s face is tense and worried.
After a few moments, Cairn speaks. His voice is clear, and his accent is distinctly different from that of most of the pirates.
”Friends, I’ve come bearing bad news. The Queen and her court have found us, and we’ll have to leave far sooner than expected. I see many new faces here — I will enjoy meeting each and every one of you later today. As for now, I’ll be retiring to my quarters. I urge you all to keep your wits about you can keep drinking to a minimum.”
He smiles then, and says “It’s good to be back,” and the crew cheers.
my character "Azure" the Variant Human Pirate Witchcaster:
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~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
(a woman floats into the room with Normiah in it and waves her hand, suddenly 5 training dummies sprout out of the ground, heavily armored)
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~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
Please ignore I’m the god of Kobolds my challenge rating definitely isn’t CR13 why would you think that……..
Ay! No gods here!
As you wish for this insult i curse this ship this will sink at the hands of a kobold! *Swiftly summons his/her Kobolds from every inch of the ships leaving a few as spies before vanishing in dragon fire and ice*
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I also have the ability to manifest my thoughts in ways that cut people. I call this power words. -Tasha
“Aye. Our maintenance always slips a bit when the Captain isn’t around. Weird coincidence, if you ask me. I wish all our guests were as hardworking as you. Between the meals and repairs, you’d be the perfect candidate to join our little faction.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
He chuckles a bit. "We'll have to go eventually, but for now I think we'd all be delighted to join. I'm sure the captain is as accepting as you folk are. I mean, he'd have to be, given the diversity of the crew."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Zero. I don't focus on killing any krakens I encounter, just one particularly strong one."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
As if it’s on cue, you begin to hear footsteps. A voice, greeting the crew warmly. A smell, like spices and brine.
Captain Nathaniel Cairn is hardly what one might expect from the commander of such a renowned faction. He’s not the tallest — almost 6ft, but not quite — and he has both eyes and most of his limbs. At first glance, he’s not especially muscular either. His beard is neat, and trimmed close to his face. His hair is long and black wild, but noticeably clean. The irises of his eyes are black, but his pupils are a shining while. His smile reveals nearly perfect teeth. He holds a flamboyant black hat with a red plume in one hand. The Captain’s most distinguishing feature is his right hand, which isn’t a hand at all — it’s a massive ridged claw covered in barnacles and seaweed.
Flanking the Captain are his right-hand (perhaps left?) man Alistair Tao and the tlincalli Em. Alistair is clearly overjoyed, but Em’s face is tense and worried.
After a few moments, Cairn speaks. His voice is clear, and his accent is distinctly different from that of most of the pirates.
”Friends, I’ve come bearing bad news. The Queen and her court have found us, and we’ll have to leave far sooner than expected. I see many new faces here — I will enjoy meeting each and every one of you later today. As for now, I’ll be retiring to my quarters. I urge you all to keep your wits about you can keep drinking to a minimum.”
He smiles then, and says “It’s good to be back,” and the crew cheers.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Normiah sees the captain. "Ah, Captain. I've heard much about you during my stay."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
Cairn grins. “And I should hope it’s all good. You’re a hunter, eh? We could use someone like you. I do hope you’ll join us.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"Perhaps. I mainly took this boat as it's route should allow me to find the beast I'm hunting and slay it once and for all."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“Ah. A vendetta.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"I suppose it is."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*Might I just say, Nothic, this is very impressive! Only 2 days and you already have 14 pages on your thread! Nice job :D*
Jack Oliver is approaching the captain to introduce himself
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
*Thanks man! I’m really happy people are enjoying it!*
The Captain reaches out to greet him. His grip is firm, but not aggressive. “Oliver. Heard all about you and your antics last night.”
He smiles. “It’s understandable. But do try not to wreck my ship. And if you do, clean up after yourself.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Mandus is sitting in his bone rocking chair, his staff crossed over his lap.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Much more then my threads lol*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*We don’t stop here! Let’s hit 1k by 2024!*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
my character "Azure" the Variant Human Pirate Witchcaster:
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
Normiah has set up a training dummy in a room and is beating it to death with a harpoon.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*That's the spirit*
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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(a woman floats into the room with Normiah in it and waves her hand, suddenly 5 training dummies sprout out of the ground, heavily armored)
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
"Huh? Where did these come from?" He stabs the first one with deadly accuracy and it breaks.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
As you wish for this insult i curse this ship this will sink at the hands of a kobold! *Swiftly summons his/her Kobolds from every inch of the ships leaving a few as spies before vanishing in dragon fire and ice*
I also have the ability to manifest my thoughts in ways that cut people. I call this power words. -Tasha
I play 3.5E…sometimes.
Come swim over to the Bloody Barnacle! The Bloody Barnacle against the world!
They/them
My avatar is stuck in Archeon help would be ideal.
Silhouette of determination! Thanks drum!