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Post by Ceutinde on Jun 30, 2020 18:28:54 GMT
A yacht owned by the House of Peace and Respite for Our Heroes. It is a very well-appointed caravel, with several comfortable, if small, passengers' cabins. Normally used for transporting medical staff around the peninsula, and short jaunts carrying patients for whom the sea air is thought to do some good.
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Post by Geoffrey Ravenhurst on Jun 30, 2020 21:40:12 GMT
The barbarian/sorcerer/ranger/cleric/noble/whatever was sitting on the deck of the Tranquility knitting a new pair of socks.
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Post by Konrad of Wolfhaven on Jun 30, 2020 21:45:53 GMT
The young lord of Wolfhaven arrived, accompanied by four men in armor with swords, arquebuses and pikes. "Hello there!" he cried out to the curious fellow entertaining himself on the deck, "Err..Permission to come aboard?"
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Post by Geoffrey Ravenhurst on Jun 30, 2020 21:55:46 GMT
He looked up at the other human and frowned. "Lady Ceutinde owns the vessel. But I remember you from the meeting."
However, the frown was apparently not intended for the young man himself. "Those..." he gestured to the firearms with his threading needle. "...weapons will only get someone killed in the Mist. Your eyes will fail you and anything close enough for you to aim at will already be too close for you to reload a second shot. Also... it is too loud, like a crying lamb signaling the wolf pack."
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Post by Konrad of Wolfhaven on Jun 30, 2020 22:26:42 GMT
“That may be so sir, but these gentlemen are prepared for a more traditional kind of threat. As I understand the common Corsair still does not much enjoy a face full of shot. When it comes to matters on to the island itself, they’ll primarily be spectators and help maintain camp.” It seemed everyone has advice to share on the mist. But he had grown up on the knee of the great Maximillian Of Wolfhaven, and he knew the tales as well as any.”
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jun 30, 2020 22:28:54 GMT
Silvia arrived with her belongings. She had paid a young lad from the tavern she had been staying at to help her carry her main baggage while she carried her lute and her weapons.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jun 30, 2020 22:36:14 GMT
A young man arrives, wearing sailor clothes and with a small pack of belongings and a strange bronze device. “I’m Zavier,” he said to the attendant, “Captain Demeter sent me to join your crew in case we get separated.” He stares at Silvia stars truck but seems nervous around the giant elves trained hunter and the debonair lord.
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Post by Konrad of Wolfhaven on Jun 30, 2020 22:47:24 GMT
“Good to see you again Silvia,” Konrad said with a wave, “And with your lute. As least we shan’t be forced to suffer in silence. And a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” he told the young sailor, “I’m glad we’ll have someone aboard to keep us in formation with the Odyssey.”
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jun 30, 2020 22:52:39 GMT
The young man nodded a bit awkwardly then darted onto the deck to seek out Ceutinde to tell her his mission. He would undoubtedly be just as shy near her.
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Post by Ceutinde on Jun 30, 2020 22:58:23 GMT
He was pointed toward Ceutinde's cabin, slightly more spacious than the others, where she was arranging her belongings. She glanced up when he arrived, then went back to stuffing clothes into a chest. "Yes? You're not from our crew, what brings you on board?"
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jun 30, 2020 22:59:24 GMT
Silvia grinned at Konrad and then at the young sailor as well. "I never go anywhere without the old girl. She has been my companion since I was no more than a girl myself. I've thought about getting a new instrument but faithful friends are hard to come by, even if they are just wood and string, and . I will certainly be happy to sing for the company this evening. Every bard loves an audience almost as much as she loves the sound of her own voice."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jun 30, 2020 23:01:52 GMT
He was pointed toward Ceutinde's cabin, slightly more spacious than the others, where she was arranging her belongings. She glanced up when he arrived, then went back to stuffing clothes into a chest. "Yes? You're not from our crew, what brings you on board?" “Well,uh, Miss-ma’am, I mean,” he said. “Captain Demeter sent new from the Odyssey with this denav-navigation device. In case we get separated, right?” He swallowed at seeing the tall elven woman. “That way we can meet up if a mermaid blows up or a storm sings.” |
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Post by Ceutinde on Jun 30, 2020 23:15:16 GMT
She swallowed a laugh. "Adorable. I'm sure it will be very useful in case of explosive mermaids. Thank you for the delivery." She tossed a coin to the boy for his trouble. "Head on back to the Odyssey now, I'm sure they have need of you."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jun 30, 2020 23:18:56 GMT
The lad swallowed. “Well uh ma’am, I’m the only one otherwise the captain Demeter who knows how to use it. It’s like reliant on the stars and all and when the Most comes it makes navigating strange. Uh if it’s ok with you ma’am. I’ll stay out of the way. You won’t even here I’m know.”
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Post by Geoffrey Ravenhurst on Jul 1, 2020 0:12:33 GMT
The hunter returned to his knitting and would undoubtedly leave the piracy, gravedigging, and exploitation of indigenous species to more cultivated minds.
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