*the captain will either love or hate this character and either way he's right*
A chain wraps around the wrist of whoever is handling boarding. A sleepy looking otterfolk in a witch hat and a fancy robe is holding the other end and tosses a pearl necklace worth at least three platinum is tossed around the man who handles boardings neck as the chain lets go
"That should cover it" the ottterfolk says
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If you're character is going to say/do something suicidal when roleplaying with me PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE put a trigger warning first. I have history with this and it can easily trigger me.
If YOUR suicidal PLEASE get help. I know from experience these things don't just go away without outside help. Not for long anyway.
"hmmm it worked fine for my ship. and its had some very good moments getting away from those who wanted to catch me. but if you reject it that's fine. I can pay the toll too."
*the captain will either love or hate this character and either way he's right*
A chain wraps around the wrist of whoever is handling boarding. A sleepy looking otterfolk in a witch hat and a fancy robe is holding the other end and tosses a pearl necklace worth at least three platinum is tossed around the man who handles boardings neck as the chain lets go
"That should cover it" the ottterfolk says
The man in question is a sever-foot tall creature composed entirely of jagged coral. It murmurs its thanks quietly, and pockets the coins.
"hmmm it worked fine for my ship. and its had some very good moments getting away from those who wanted to catch me. but if you reject it that's fine. I can pay the toll too."
Alistair shrugs. “Don’t think it’d work on the Barnacle, in all honesty. We’re ‘sposta be accessible, y’know? Tell you what — I’ll speak to the Captain on this, and perhaps you could make the modification on his personal ship, Silver Ghost. In the meantime, we’ll let you onboard, no bribe needed. Sound good?”
The otterfolk nodds and goes inside, a suitcase floating behind him
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If you're character is going to say/do something suicidal when roleplaying with me PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE put a trigger warning first. I have history with this and it can easily trigger me.
If YOUR suicidal PLEASE get help. I know from experience these things don't just go away without outside help. Not for long anyway.
The otterfolk nodds and goes inside, a suitcase floating behind him
*interior desc*
The interior of the Barnacle is a splendid affair. The entire room is made of solid oak timber, and dozens of lanterns sequentially placed on the walls fill the ship with warm light. People — pirates, but also many perfectly ordinary people — fill the room’s tables, eating and drinking heartily. A woman with the lower body of a scorpion scuttles back and forth behind the bar, using her many appendages to make and serve drinks with uncanny speed.
Two ornate rugs dominate the center of the room. Both are curiously free of spills — a feat the rest of the ship has hopelessly failed to accomplish. Situated between the rugs is an ornate chest flowing with gold. As you watch, one drunken dwarf reaches for a coin and leaps back as the chest bites at him. The dwarf scurries away, and the satisfied mimic watches him go.
Towards the prow of the ship is a brass door bearing a sign that reads “Captain’s Quarters, Do Not Enter.” Next to it, a smaller wooden door reads “Belowdecks.” The second door is ajar, and it reveals a descending wooden staircase.
A sour looking man wanders onto the decks, wearing an outfit with a resemblance to a captain. His hair is pure white, and he might be bald but you can't tell because of his hat. A harpoon is strung along his back, which shakes in its bag as he walks to whoever he needs to bribe. "Ay, this cash do you good?" He hands the person some gold pieces.
*Probably gonna need to change what Normiah hunts too, in the Zephyr he hunted a dragon which made sense in the sky but this is the sea, do dragons exist at sea levels? Idk*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D I chill on both Adohand's Kitchen and PbP.
The otterfolk nodds and goes inside, a suitcase floating behind him
*interior desc*
The interior of the Barnacle is a splendid affair. The entire room is made of solid oak timber, and dozens of lanterns sequentially placed on the walls fill the ship with warm light. People — pirates, but also many perfectly ordinary people — fill the room’s tables, eating and drinking heartily. A woman with the lower body of a scorpion scuttles back and forth behind the bar, using her many appendages to make and serve drinks with uncanny speed.
Two ornate rugs dominate the center of the room. Both are curiously free of spills — a feat the rest of the ship has hopelessly failed to accomplish. Situated between the rugs is an ornate chest flowing with gold. As you watch, one drunken dwarf reaches for a coin and leaps back as the chest bites at him. The dwarf scurries away, and the satisfied mimic watches him go.
Towards the prow of the ship is a brass door bearing a sign that reads “Captain’s Quarters, Do Not Enter.” Next to it, a smaller wooden door reads “Belowdecks.” The second door is ajar, and it reveals a descending wooden staircase.
He walks down the stairs carefully
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If you're character is going to say/do something suicidal when roleplaying with me PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE put a trigger warning first. I have history with this and it can easily trigger me.
If YOUR suicidal PLEASE get help. I know from experience these things don't just go away without outside help. Not for long anyway.
"alright." She steps aboard and she says "My name is Raven."
“Alistair Tao. Pleasure meeting you.”
*interior desc*
The interior of the Barnacle is a splendid affair. The entire room is made of solid oak timber, and dozens of lanterns sequentially placed on the walls fill the ship with warm light. People — pirates, but also many perfectly ordinary people — fill the room’s tables, eating and drinking heartily. A woman with the lower body of a scorpion scuttles back and forth behind the bar, using her many appendages to make and serve drinks with uncanny speed.
Two ornate rugs dominate the center of the room. Both are curiously free of spills — a feat the rest of the ship has hopelessly failed to accomplish. Situated between the rugs is an ornate chest flowing with gold. As you watch, one drunken dwarf reaches for a coin and leaps back as the chest bites at him. The dwarf scurries away, and the satisfied mimic watches him go.
Towards the prow of the ship is a brass door bearing a sign that reads “Captain’s Quarters, Do Not Enter.” Next to it, a smaller wooden door reads “Belowdecks.” The second door is ajar, and it reveals a descending wooden staircase.
"alright." She steps aboard and she says "My name is Raven."
“Alistair Tao. Pleasure meeting you.”
*interior desc*
The interior of the Barnacle is a splendid affair. The entire room is made of solid oak timber, and dozens of lanterns sequentially placed on the walls fill the ship with warm light. People — pirates, but also many perfectly ordinary people — fill the room’s tables, eating and drinking heartily. A woman with the lower body of a scorpion scuttles back and forth behind the bar, using her many appendages to make and serve drinks with uncanny speed.
Two ornate rugs dominate the center of the room. Both are curiously free of spills — a feat the rest of the ship has hopelessly failed to accomplish. Situated between the rugs is an ornate chest flowing with gold. As you watch, one drunken dwarf reaches for a coin and leaps back as the chest bites at him. The dwarf scurries away, and the satisfied mimic watches him go.
Towards the prow of the ship is a brass door bearing a sign that reads “Captain’s Quarters, Do Not Enter.” Next to it, a smaller wooden door reads “Belowdecks.” The second door is ajar, and it reveals a descending wooden staircase.
A sour looking man wanders onto the decks, wearing an outfit with a resemblance to a captain. His hair is pure white, and he might be bald but you can't tell because of his hat. A harpoon is strung along his back, which shakes in its bag as he walks to whoever he needs to bribe. "Ay, this cash do you good?" He hands the person some gold pieces.
*Probably gonna need to change what Normiah hunts too, in the Zephyr he hunted a dragon which made sense in the sky but this is the sea, do dragons exist at sea levels? Idk*
*No. you could go for dragon turtles, aboleths, or maybe even krackens though*
The Koralline glances up and takes the bag, mumbling a “thank you,” before turning back to work.
*interior desc*
The interior of the Barnacle is a splendid affair. The entire room is made of solid oak timber, and dozens of lanterns sequentially placed on the walls fill the ship with warm light. People — pirates, but also many perfectly ordinary people — fill the room’s tables, eating and drinking heartily. A woman with the lower body of a scorpion scuttles back and forth behind the bar, using her many appendages to make and serve drinks with uncanny speed.
Two ornate rugs dominate the center of the room. Both are curiously free of spills — a feat the rest of the ship has hopelessly failed to accomplish. Situated between the rugs is an ornate chest flowing with gold. As you watch, one drunken dwarf reaches for a coin and leaps back as the chest bites at him. The dwarf scurries away, and the satisfied mimic watches him go.
Towards the prow of the ship is a brass door bearing a sign that reads “Captain’s Quarters, Do Not Enter.” Next to it, a smaller wooden door reads “Belowdecks.” The second door is ajar, and it reveals a descending wooden staircase.
A sour looking man wanders onto the decks, wearing an outfit with a resemblance to a captain. His hair is pure white, and he might be bald but you can't tell because of his hat. A harpoon is strung along his back, which shakes in its bag as he walks to whoever he needs to bribe. "Ay, this cash do you good?" He hands the person some gold pieces.
*Probably gonna need to change what Normiah hunts too, in the Zephyr he hunted a dragon which made sense in the sky but this is the sea, do dragons exist at sea levels? Idk*
*GASP* KRAKEN HUNTER
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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
A sour looking man wanders onto the decks, wearing an outfit with a resemblance to a captain. His hair is pure white, and he might be bald but you can't tell because of his hat. A harpoon is strung along his back, which shakes in its bag as he walks to whoever he needs to bribe. "Ay, this cash do you good?" He hands the person some gold pieces.
*Probably gonna need to change what Normiah hunts too, in the Zephyr he hunted a dragon which made sense in the sky but this is the sea, do dragons exist at sea levels? Idk*
She sighs, "this contraption can make a ship fly. it's amazing! you can get places faster!" she seems really excited about this.
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*the captain will either love or hate this character and either way he's right*
A chain wraps around the wrist of whoever is handling boarding. A sleepy looking otterfolk in a witch hat and a fancy robe is holding the other end and tosses a pearl necklace worth at least three platinum is tossed around the man who handles boardings neck as the chain lets go
"That should cover it" the ottterfolk says
If you're character is going to say/do something suicidal when roleplaying with me PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE put a trigger warning first. I have history with this and it can easily trigger me.
If YOUR suicidal PLEASE get help. I know from experience these things don't just go away without outside help. Not for long anyway.
*the captain is a very cool guy!
I could bring Normiah from the Zephyr here, since his og thread died out. Probably gonna change him a bit so he can actually tolerate conversation*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D I chill on both Adohand's Kitchen and PbP.
Come to the Messy Mammoth Tavern and Inn! A mysterious link of chain...
Don't join Bahamut's disco party! Praise potassium instead! And PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA!
Titles: The Eternal Muttering from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
The first mate is less enthusiastic. “That sounds like a recipe for disaster, if you don’t mind me saying”.
This is what happens when you let a nothic onto the forums. Longtime mapmaker and forever GM.
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The Bloody Barnacle | The Spider Guild | The Wonderful Roleplay Guild | Anything BUT the OGL 2.0 | The Tower of Lore | The Universe Smorgasbord | The Afterglow
"hmmm it worked fine for my ship. and its had some very good moments getting away from those who wanted to catch me. but if you reject it that's fine. I can pay the toll too."
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*Fine by me!*
The man in question is a sever-foot tall creature composed entirely of jagged coral. It murmurs its thanks quietly, and pockets the coins.
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The Bloody Barnacle | The Spider Guild | The Wonderful Roleplay Guild | Anything BUT the OGL 2.0 | The Tower of Lore | The Universe Smorgasbord | The Afterglow
Alistair shrugs. “Don’t think it’d work on the Barnacle, in all honesty. We’re ‘sposta be accessible, y’know? Tell you what — I’ll speak to the Captain on this, and perhaps you could make the modification on his personal ship, Silver Ghost. In the meantime, we’ll let you onboard, no bribe needed. Sound good?”
This is what happens when you let a nothic onto the forums. Longtime mapmaker and forever GM.
Resident map-fiend. Writer, storyteller, worldbuilder. Lover of music & food; hater of elves & numbers. Threads I enjoy:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Spider Guild | The Wonderful Roleplay Guild | Anything BUT the OGL 2.0 | The Tower of Lore | The Universe Smorgasbord | The Afterglow
The otterfolk nodds and goes inside, a suitcase floating behind him
If you're character is going to say/do something suicidal when roleplaying with me PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE put a trigger warning first. I have history with this and it can easily trigger me.
If YOUR suicidal PLEASE get help. I know from experience these things don't just go away without outside help. Not for long anyway.
*interior desc*
The interior of the Barnacle is a splendid affair. The entire room is made of solid oak timber, and dozens of lanterns sequentially placed on the walls fill the ship with warm light. People — pirates, but also many perfectly ordinary people — fill the room’s tables, eating and drinking heartily. A woman with the lower body of a scorpion scuttles back and forth behind the bar, using her many appendages to make and serve drinks with uncanny speed.
Two ornate rugs dominate the center of the room. Both are curiously free of spills — a feat the rest of the ship has hopelessly failed to accomplish. Situated between the rugs is an ornate chest flowing with gold. As you watch, one drunken dwarf reaches for a coin and leaps back as the chest bites at him. The dwarf scurries away, and the satisfied mimic watches him go.
Towards the prow of the ship is a brass door bearing a sign that reads “Captain’s Quarters, Do Not Enter.” Next to it, a smaller wooden door reads “Belowdecks.” The second door is ajar, and it reveals a descending wooden staircase.
This is what happens when you let a nothic onto the forums. Longtime mapmaker and forever GM.
Resident map-fiend. Writer, storyteller, worldbuilder. Lover of music & food; hater of elves & numbers. Threads I enjoy:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Spider Guild | The Wonderful Roleplay Guild | Anything BUT the OGL 2.0 | The Tower of Lore | The Universe Smorgasbord | The Afterglow
"alright." She steps aboard and she says "My name is Raven."
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
A sour looking man wanders onto the decks, wearing an outfit with a resemblance to a captain. His hair is pure white, and he might be bald but you can't tell because of his hat. A harpoon is strung along his back, which shakes in its bag as he walks to whoever he needs to bribe. "Ay, this cash do you good?" He hands the person some gold pieces.
*Probably gonna need to change what Normiah hunts too, in the Zephyr he hunted a dragon which made sense in the sky but this is the sea, do dragons exist at sea levels? Idk*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D I chill on both Adohand's Kitchen and PbP.
Come to the Messy Mammoth Tavern and Inn! A mysterious link of chain...
Don't join Bahamut's disco party! Praise potassium instead! And PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA!
Titles: The Eternal Muttering from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
He walks down the stairs carefully
If you're character is going to say/do something suicidal when roleplaying with me PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE put a trigger warning first. I have history with this and it can easily trigger me.
If YOUR suicidal PLEASE get help. I know from experience these things don't just go away without outside help. Not for long anyway.
“Alistair Tao. Pleasure meeting you.”
*interior desc*
The interior of the Barnacle is a splendid affair. The entire room is made of solid oak timber, and dozens of lanterns sequentially placed on the walls fill the ship with warm light. People — pirates, but also many perfectly ordinary people — fill the room’s tables, eating and drinking heartily. A woman with the lower body of a scorpion scuttles back and forth behind the bar, using her many appendages to make and serve drinks with uncanny speed.
Two ornate rugs dominate the center of the room. Both are curiously free of spills — a feat the rest of the ship has hopelessly failed to accomplish. Situated between the rugs is an ornate chest flowing with gold. As you watch, one drunken dwarf reaches for a coin and leaps back as the chest bites at him. The dwarf scurries away, and the satisfied mimic watches him go.
Towards the prow of the ship is a brass door bearing a sign that reads “Captain’s Quarters, Do Not Enter.” Next to it, a smaller wooden door reads “Belowdecks.” The second door is ajar, and it reveals a descending wooden staircase.
This is what happens when you let a nothic onto the forums. Longtime mapmaker and forever GM.
Resident map-fiend. Writer, storyteller, worldbuilder. Lover of music & food; hater of elves & numbers. Threads I enjoy:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Spider Guild | The Wonderful Roleplay Guild | Anything BUT the OGL 2.0 | The Tower of Lore | The Universe Smorgasbord | The Afterglow
*oops also the captain is the most manliest man in the great sea*
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
"It's beautiful"
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*No. you could go for dragon turtles, aboleths, or maybe even krackens though*
The Koralline glances up and takes the bag, mumbling a “thank you,” before turning back to work.
*interior desc*
The interior of the Barnacle is a splendid affair. The entire room is made of solid oak timber, and dozens of lanterns sequentially placed on the walls fill the ship with warm light. People — pirates, but also many perfectly ordinary people — fill the room’s tables, eating and drinking heartily. A woman with the lower body of a scorpion scuttles back and forth behind the bar, using her many appendages to make and serve drinks with uncanny speed.
Two ornate rugs dominate the center of the room. Both are curiously free of spills — a feat the rest of the ship has hopelessly failed to accomplish. Situated between the rugs is an ornate chest flowing with gold. As you watch, one drunken dwarf reaches for a coin and leaps back as the chest bites at him. The dwarf scurries away, and the satisfied mimic watches him go.
Towards the prow of the ship is a brass door bearing a sign that reads “Captain’s Quarters, Do Not Enter.” Next to it, a smaller wooden door reads “Belowdecks.” The second door is ajar, and it reveals a descending wooden staircase.
This is what happens when you let a nothic onto the forums. Longtime mapmaker and forever GM.
Resident map-fiend. Writer, storyteller, worldbuilder. Lover of music & food; hater of elves & numbers. Threads I enjoy:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Spider Guild | The Wonderful Roleplay Guild | Anything BUT the OGL 2.0 | The Tower of Lore | The Universe Smorgasbord | The Afterglow
*GASP* KRAKEN HUNTER
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
*somewhat true! Thanks!*
This is what happens when you let a nothic onto the forums. Longtime mapmaker and forever GM.
Resident map-fiend. Writer, storyteller, worldbuilder. Lover of music & food; hater of elves & numbers. Threads I enjoy:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Spider Guild | The Wonderful Roleplay Guild | Anything BUT the OGL 2.0 | The Tower of Lore | The Universe Smorgasbord | The Afterglow
*kinda perfect for the lore ngl*
This is what happens when you let a nothic onto the forums. Longtime mapmaker and forever GM.
Resident map-fiend. Writer, storyteller, worldbuilder. Lover of music & food; hater of elves & numbers. Threads I enjoy:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Spider Guild | The Wonderful Roleplay Guild | Anything BUT the OGL 2.0 | The Tower of Lore | The Universe Smorgasbord | The Afterglow
*the captain is most welcome*
She/they
loves food
that sums me up