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<blockquote data-quote="Yellow Mage" data-source="post: 4640281" data-attributes="member: 82181"><p>We had been at sea on that thing three days, and the first ship we came across was another lifeboat. No sight nor smell of land, though the big elf claimed that we were heading in the right direction. We came closer, and in my heart I hoped that we would not discover another crew of starving sailors. The others would insist that we share our rations, and I might <em>starve</em>! Dear reader, can you imagine?</p><p></p><p>Fearfully, we edged our craft closer to the lifeboat, and the smell hit us. Worse than the smell of unwashed talking monkey, the smell of decayed flesh. Her crewmen lay in a heap on her deck, crowded around a wooden box.</p><p></p><p>No sooner had one of us stepped aboard their craft, they sprang to life. Our tiny boat shook as creatures in the water grabbed at the sides and pulled themselves aboard. The hobbit raised his necklace, shouted something unintelligible, and vaporised them. Unfortunately for all of us, the water around us was teeming with the things, and they had soon swarmed over the boat again. </p><p></p><p>The girl gave a little scream and hurried towards me as my companions levelled their longspears at the encroaching undead menace.</p><p>"Why, Arianne," I said. "Fancy seeing you here."</p><p>The expression that flickered across her face was undeniably one of repressed desire. But there was no time for that. Instead, I watched, aghast, as the decayed creatures tore through my friends like a very aerodynamic thing through a non viscous liquid. The hobbit was praying very loudly now, whilst the elf and the monkey were laying in a bloody pile on the raft, having felled their share of undead. With one horrible ghoul remaining, the fop gave a final heroic lunge at it with his rapier, felling it before he himself fell upon the pile, unconscious from his injuries. Bravely containing my nausea, I helped the hobbit and the girl lay out the bodies of my companions for healing. Truly, they would all be lost without me! </p><p></p><p>We loaded the monster's goods upon our humble craft and set sail once more. The talking monkey said something about this being because we didn't have a captain, and suggested the we elect the elf. I was against this, firstly because elves in general are pompous, pointy-eared gits, and secondly because I had a bad feeling about this one. But the monkey was not to be discouraged, and soon he was chattering about captain Finder this and captain Finder that. With no escape from his inane drivel, I took respite in my thoughts. <em>"Oh, Hantaro, you're so handsome, clever and intelligent,"</em> the girl would coo, if only she were brave enough to admit her feelings for me. As it was, she was stoic, occasionally joining the elf and the hobbit in prayer. Unfortunately, our tiny craft provided little privacy for such personal things. </p><p></p><p>And so, dear reader, we continued on our sorry voyage, with little hope of rescue, and less of reaching shore under our own power. But unusually as of late, luck was on handsome Hantaro's side. We spied a caravel in the distance, and its crew took us aboard. You cannot imagine my relief! Handsome Hantaro, sleeping in something other than a huddle on a tiny raft once more. My joy was almost palpable. No longer did I have to put up with the hobbit's singing, or the monkey's incessant talking, at least not at close quarters.</p><p></p><p>They were a colourful bunch, the crew, one of them more cat than man, but I cannot fault their charity. They offered to take us as far as Sasserine, but they're stopping off for supplies at a little place called Cabbage Cove first. Something about stealing this boat off of a terrible monster. </p><p></p><p>We came ashore at the little town of Cabbage Cove. It was dingy, and it smelt of fish, which I suppose was logical seeing as it was a fishing village and it was poor, but you would think that someone would do something about it. (None of the townsfolk had six fingers, and so none could be the man that killed my father. Damn.) Seeing as we were all technically marines, the village headman asked us to do a little job for him. They suspected smugglers in a local cave, and we set out to investigate, leaving the girl behind in the village.</p><p></p><p>The cave was dark, and I could hear the nearby roar of the sea as we walked. The elf, being both the biggest and the stupidest, took point, and while I usually appreciate the freedom to run away, I felt slightly safer having the fop at my back. He said that his birthday was soon, and I should really try to remember the chap's name. I wondered for the umpteenth time why I was following these fools into possible mortal danger. Dearest reader, I could not for the life of me tell you why.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Yellow Mage, post: 4640281, member: 82181"] We had been at sea on that thing three days, and the first ship we came across was another lifeboat. No sight nor smell of land, though the big elf claimed that we were heading in the right direction. We came closer, and in my heart I hoped that we would not discover another crew of starving sailors. The others would insist that we share our rations, and I might [I]starve[/I]! Dear reader, can you imagine? Fearfully, we edged our craft closer to the lifeboat, and the smell hit us. Worse than the smell of unwashed talking monkey, the smell of decayed flesh. Her crewmen lay in a heap on her deck, crowded around a wooden box. No sooner had one of us stepped aboard their craft, they sprang to life. Our tiny boat shook as creatures in the water grabbed at the sides and pulled themselves aboard. The hobbit raised his necklace, shouted something unintelligible, and vaporised them. Unfortunately for all of us, the water around us was teeming with the things, and they had soon swarmed over the boat again. The girl gave a little scream and hurried towards me as my companions levelled their longspears at the encroaching undead menace. "Why, Arianne," I said. "Fancy seeing you here." The expression that flickered across her face was undeniably one of repressed desire. But there was no time for that. Instead, I watched, aghast, as the decayed creatures tore through my friends like a very aerodynamic thing through a non viscous liquid. The hobbit was praying very loudly now, whilst the elf and the monkey were laying in a bloody pile on the raft, having felled their share of undead. With one horrible ghoul remaining, the fop gave a final heroic lunge at it with his rapier, felling it before he himself fell upon the pile, unconscious from his injuries. Bravely containing my nausea, I helped the hobbit and the girl lay out the bodies of my companions for healing. Truly, they would all be lost without me! We loaded the monster's goods upon our humble craft and set sail once more. The talking monkey said something about this being because we didn't have a captain, and suggested the we elect the elf. I was against this, firstly because elves in general are pompous, pointy-eared gits, and secondly because I had a bad feeling about this one. But the monkey was not to be discouraged, and soon he was chattering about captain Finder this and captain Finder that. With no escape from his inane drivel, I took respite in my thoughts. [I]"Oh, Hantaro, you're so handsome, clever and intelligent,"[/I] the girl would coo, if only she were brave enough to admit her feelings for me. As it was, she was stoic, occasionally joining the elf and the hobbit in prayer. Unfortunately, our tiny craft provided little privacy for such personal things. And so, dear reader, we continued on our sorry voyage, with little hope of rescue, and less of reaching shore under our own power. But unusually as of late, luck was on handsome Hantaro's side. We spied a caravel in the distance, and its crew took us aboard. You cannot imagine my relief! Handsome Hantaro, sleeping in something other than a huddle on a tiny raft once more. My joy was almost palpable. No longer did I have to put up with the hobbit's singing, or the monkey's incessant talking, at least not at close quarters. They were a colourful bunch, the crew, one of them more cat than man, but I cannot fault their charity. They offered to take us as far as Sasserine, but they're stopping off for supplies at a little place called Cabbage Cove first. Something about stealing this boat off of a terrible monster. We came ashore at the little town of Cabbage Cove. It was dingy, and it smelt of fish, which I suppose was logical seeing as it was a fishing village and it was poor, but you would think that someone would do something about it. (None of the townsfolk had six fingers, and so none could be the man that killed my father. Damn.) Seeing as we were all technically marines, the village headman asked us to do a little job for him. They suspected smugglers in a local cave, and we set out to investigate, leaving the girl behind in the village. The cave was dark, and I could hear the nearby roar of the sea as we walked. The elf, being both the biggest and the stupidest, took point, and while I usually appreciate the freedom to run away, I felt slightly safer having the fop at my back. He said that his birthday was soon, and I should really try to remember the chap's name. I wondered for the umpteenth time why I was following these fools into possible mortal danger. Dearest reader, I could not for the life of me tell you why. [/QUOTE]
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