Deep Water and Shoals - A Swashbuckling Campaign
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Uriel
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Nico steps aside, allowing Malachai in, gesturing at the tea and biscuts/cookies (which Arti is busy stuffing into his vest, the rogue).
Turning to Mr. Lang Nicodemus says'We can finish our conversation this afternoon, if business presses too hard, Mr. Lang. As I said, I will be aboard ship for the remainder of the stay in Standishtown, lest an emergency occurs to draw me forth.'
Turning to Mr. Lang Nicodemus says'We can finish our conversation this afternoon, if business presses too hard, Mr. Lang. As I said, I will be aboard ship for the remainder of the stay in Standishtown, lest an emergency occurs to draw me forth.'
Bob Aberton
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Malachi,
Mr. Lang stands up, brushing invisible crumbs off of his spotless greatcoat.
"I am here, Mr. Legba. You wished to speak to me?"
Nicodemus,
"Of course," Mr. Lang says, bowing courteously. "Should business of the vessel not press me too strongly, I shall be glad to continue our discourse at a more convenient time."
Mr. Lang stands up, brushing invisible crumbs off of his spotless greatcoat.
"I am here, Mr. Legba. You wished to speak to me?"
Nicodemus,
"Of course," Mr. Lang says, bowing courteously. "Should business of the vessel not press me too strongly, I shall be glad to continue our discourse at a more convenient time."
Tonguez
A suffusion of yellow
"Yas Mr Lang" Malachi repllies now suddenly aware that his issue may not be so urgent and that interupting the breakfast may have been rash
"forgiv ma intrueshin laik dhis Mr Lang" he continues "bot Ahm concerned fer dhe capitan, wot wit dhe two ships uppin' anchor an' takin' off sout' dhis mornin' an' dhe capitan bein' late Ah got a feelin' dhat t'ings aint good out dhere."
"forgiv ma intrueshin laik dhis Mr Lang" he continues "bot Ahm concerned fer dhe capitan, wot wit dhe two ships uppin' anchor an' takin' off sout' dhis mornin' an' dhe capitan bein' late Ah got a feelin' dhat t'ings aint good out dhere."
dead_radish
Explorer
OOC: Sorry- I wasn't getting updates for some reason.
Malthas sighs, stretches, and ambles his way back towards the ship after checking his clothing in the mirror to be sure he doesn't look rumpled or dishelved. He grins amicably at people he passes on the way back and whistles softly.
Malthas sighs, stretches, and ambles his way back towards the ship after checking his clothing in the mirror to be sure he doesn't look rumpled or dishelved. He grins amicably at people he passes on the way back and whistles softly.
Bob Aberton
First Post
Malachi,
Mr. Lang slumps slightly.
"It is never an intrusion when it concerns the ship or her crew," Mr. Lang says. "I am aware that the captain and supercargo are overdue. And no, I, too, fear that "things are not good" around here. We seem to have arrived in Standishtown at, shall we say, an inauspicious hour. Relations between the townsfolk and the denizens of the forest are uneasy. What is more worrying, river traffic is supposed to be becoming more dangerous; a keg raft from one of the upriver plantations came into town today empty-handed and short a crewman, with news of an uprovoked attack by the grugach.
However, I had not heard of anything untoward concerning the two ships that left today. You have suspicions concerning them?"
Mr. Lang slumps slightly.
"It is never an intrusion when it concerns the ship or her crew," Mr. Lang says. "I am aware that the captain and supercargo are overdue. And no, I, too, fear that "things are not good" around here. We seem to have arrived in Standishtown at, shall we say, an inauspicious hour. Relations between the townsfolk and the denizens of the forest are uneasy. What is more worrying, river traffic is supposed to be becoming more dangerous; a keg raft from one of the upriver plantations came into town today empty-handed and short a crewman, with news of an uprovoked attack by the grugach.
However, I had not heard of anything untoward concerning the two ships that left today. You have suspicions concerning them?"
Bob Aberton
First Post
Malachi,
Mr. Lang slumps slightly.
"It is never an intrusion when it concerns the ship or her crew," Mr. Lang says. "I am aware that the captain and supercargo are overdue. And no, I, too, fear that "things are not good" around here. We seem to have arrived in Standishtown at, shall we say, an inauspicious hour. Relations between the townsfolk and the denizens of the forest are uneasy. What is more worrying, river traffic is supposed to be becoming more dangerous; a keg raft from one of the upriver plantations came into town today empty-handed and short a crewman, with news of an uprovoked attack by the grugach.
However, I had not heard of anything untoward concerning the two ships that left today. You have suspicions concerning them?"
Jonah and Reiter,
The trek continues on and on, splashing through mud, pushing through brambles, and all the usual accompaniments of landbound travel.
Your water supplies are getting rather low, but you ignore your dry throats; speaking is a waste of breath when you need all of your energy for walking.
(OOC: Constitution checks, please.)
Malthas,
As you are walking down the street, you see a pair of someones walking down the street in the opposite direction, on the other side of the street.
They are a decidedly scruffy lot, dressed like the numerous boatmen who ply the burgeoning river from the port to the upriver tobacco plantations, and vice versa.
The light breeze wafts some of their conversation towards you, and you unconsciously strain your ears to catch what they are saying.
(OOC: Listen check, please.)
Mr. Lang slumps slightly.
"It is never an intrusion when it concerns the ship or her crew," Mr. Lang says. "I am aware that the captain and supercargo are overdue. And no, I, too, fear that "things are not good" around here. We seem to have arrived in Standishtown at, shall we say, an inauspicious hour. Relations between the townsfolk and the denizens of the forest are uneasy. What is more worrying, river traffic is supposed to be becoming more dangerous; a keg raft from one of the upriver plantations came into town today empty-handed and short a crewman, with news of an uprovoked attack by the grugach.
However, I had not heard of anything untoward concerning the two ships that left today. You have suspicions concerning them?"
Jonah and Reiter,
The trek continues on and on, splashing through mud, pushing through brambles, and all the usual accompaniments of landbound travel.
Your water supplies are getting rather low, but you ignore your dry throats; speaking is a waste of breath when you need all of your energy for walking.
(OOC: Constitution checks, please.)
Malthas,
As you are walking down the street, you see a pair of someones walking down the street in the opposite direction, on the other side of the street.
They are a decidedly scruffy lot, dressed like the numerous boatmen who ply the burgeoning river from the port to the upriver tobacco plantations, and vice versa.
The light breeze wafts some of their conversation towards you, and you unconsciously strain your ears to catch what they are saying.
(OOC: Listen check, please.)
Tonguez
A suffusion of yellow
Bob Aberton said:
"Nay not'ing sure bout dhe ships, but 'cordin' t'Mr Stern dhey upt anchor wit'out a full cargo an' wit'out tellin' dhe 'arbour Mastar. Now wit' dhe word 'bout dhe grugach Ah am concerned - dhats all.
Mayhaps a partay shoul go'out seekin' dhe capitan?
Ah'd be willin' t'go Mr Lang- it would get me away fram town an' any of dhe restless clamdiggers"
dead_radish
Explorer
OOC: 13+2=15.
Malthas stops his jaunty whistle, and considers the approaching pair.
Malthas stops his jaunty whistle, and considers the approaching pair.
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