A Tale of Two Dragons
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Rae ArdGaoth
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Roger that.
Gaining altitude as he flies towards the opposing ship, Hareka mutters a string of twisting draconic words and a series of frosty explosions rock the deck of the opposing ship.
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Rae ArdGaoth
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The night sky lights up as an explosive display of blue fireworks appears only two hundred feet away. Bursts of ice explode all over the pirate ship, one utterly destroying the main mast and the crow's nest. The final burst in this rapid show of power detonates at the helm, and the captain's wheel flies off into the sea as the main mast tilts and cracks, eventually breaking in half and splintering into the side of the boat.
After the explosions stop, only one terrified voice can be heard, screaming bloody murder as it runs about the ship. After only a short while, one final blood curdling scream emits from the lone pirate as he jumps ship and lands in ice cold water. Vain splashing attempts can be heard over his loud gargling.
Captain Falcon says to his first mate, "Well, I'd have liked t'keep the ship, but damn."
After the explosions stop, only one terrified voice can be heard, screaming bloody murder as it runs about the ship. After only a short while, one final blood curdling scream emits from the lone pirate as he jumps ship and lands in ice cold water. Vain splashing attempts can be heard over his loud gargling.
Captain Falcon says to his first mate, "Well, I'd have liked t'keep the ship, but damn."
WampusCat43
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Slack-jawed, Nick watched in amazement from the near side of the ship as the pirate vessel slipped under the waves. His Fly spell halted in mid-cast, he wondered if it would be prudent to rescue the sole survivor.
"Damned impressive spell," he thought to himself. "I must try to pick that one up. Sure hope they really were pirates."
"Damned impressive spell," he thought to himself. "I must try to pick that one up. Sure hope they really were pirates."
Pleased with himself, Hareka wings back to the ship, landing with an invisible whoosh and thud amongst his companions. Like shaking crystals of ice from his skin, the veil of obscurity which conceals him falls away and the dragonkin flecks off a few glimmering motes from his shoulder. Turning to the captain, the smile on his face gives the more pure-hearted of you a moment of pause, "pity for their cargo assuredly, but no lives threatened."
Casting his oddly-warm violet eyes to the others, "does anyone happen to have some mulled wine? I could go for a drink and a leg of lamb."
Casting his oddly-warm violet eyes to the others, "does anyone happen to have some mulled wine? I could go for a drink and a leg of lamb."
Rae ArdGaoth
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There's a stunned silence on the deck of the Majesty, all heads turned toward and eyes locked on Hareka, the great icy beast that single-handedly destroyed a dread pirate ship and its entire crew. After a long moment, Captain Falcon snaps to and shouts loudly, "Did you hear that? The man wants wine and mutton! GET 'IM WHAT 'E WANTS!!" Immediately the ship springs into action, at least five men rushing down to the hold to get the food and drink. The whole group of adventurers is given a wide berth.
Falcon paces back and forth, teetering on his peg leg every other step. He turns to stare at Hareka once again. "I must say, quite impressive, damn good job there." He walks up to the dragonkin and reaches up to put a hand on his shoulder. He almost makes it, but is in fact much too short for the action to look at all normal. Stepping backward, Falcon coughs and says gruffly, "Righ' then, onward. To Uthmere. Righ'..." He totters back to his cabin, muttering things under his breath. The group returns to their own cabin to sleep.
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The rest of the trip is uneventful, not a single mast is spotted on the horizon until the eighth day (apparently the Majesty couldn't match it's seven day record this time) when they reached the great portcity of Uthmere.
It is a time of splendor for Uthmere, Lord Uthlain, who is currently reigning over the city, has finally succeeded in overtaking Telflamm as the major port in the Easting Reach. Though it isn't so much Uthlain's initiative that sparked the change, it's more that Telflamm has increased tariffs and taxes of late, not to mention strict new shipping laws that are actually enforced. Nonetheless, the Majesty docks in a new Uthmere, a shining city of wealth. Tibbons has discussed plans of travel to Narfell with the group: they could take the highway east to Kront and then the Cold Road north into Narfell or just travel northeast through the woods, which may be a little faster but also far more dangerous. It's up to them, of course. But for now, it's time to disembark from the ship. Captain Falcon seems excited.
"Well then, I hate t'see ye go. That show out there... aye, 'twas a good one. Me seadogs won't be soon forgettin' that. An' I'm sure that half o' Uthmere knows o' yer doin's nah, mate. So! Here's what I was hopin' ye could do... If ye could do that little... invisible thinger again? And then leave? See, then I could tell me sailors that yer still aboard, an' boy if that don' keep the pirates away, eh? What d'ye say?"
[sblock]OOC: So it's up to you guys which route to take. And it's up to Ferrix about Falcon's suggestion.
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Falcon paces back and forth, teetering on his peg leg every other step. He turns to stare at Hareka once again. "I must say, quite impressive, damn good job there." He walks up to the dragonkin and reaches up to put a hand on his shoulder. He almost makes it, but is in fact much too short for the action to look at all normal. Stepping backward, Falcon coughs and says gruffly, "Righ' then, onward. To Uthmere. Righ'..." He totters back to his cabin, muttering things under his breath. The group returns to their own cabin to sleep.
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The rest of the trip is uneventful, not a single mast is spotted on the horizon until the eighth day (apparently the Majesty couldn't match it's seven day record this time) when they reached the great portcity of Uthmere.
It is a time of splendor for Uthmere, Lord Uthlain, who is currently reigning over the city, has finally succeeded in overtaking Telflamm as the major port in the Easting Reach. Though it isn't so much Uthlain's initiative that sparked the change, it's more that Telflamm has increased tariffs and taxes of late, not to mention strict new shipping laws that are actually enforced. Nonetheless, the Majesty docks in a new Uthmere, a shining city of wealth. Tibbons has discussed plans of travel to Narfell with the group: they could take the highway east to Kront and then the Cold Road north into Narfell or just travel northeast through the woods, which may be a little faster but also far more dangerous. It's up to them, of course. But for now, it's time to disembark from the ship. Captain Falcon seems excited.
"Well then, I hate t'see ye go. That show out there... aye, 'twas a good one. Me seadogs won't be soon forgettin' that. An' I'm sure that half o' Uthmere knows o' yer doin's nah, mate. So! Here's what I was hopin' ye could do... If ye could do that little... invisible thinger again? And then leave? See, then I could tell me sailors that yer still aboard, an' boy if that don' keep the pirates away, eh? What d'ye say?"
[sblock]OOC: So it's up to you guys which route to take. And it's up to Ferrix about Falcon's suggestion.
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