Swashbucklers at the Sword Coast

[Other Guy]

"You're becoming bored, aren't you?" Velerel asks in his favorite foreign tongue, looking up from his journal for a moment towards Nezeron, the raven. "Well, I certainly can't blame you. Why don't you go up onto the deck for a while and watch the others -- find out a little about them. I'll be finished with this in a minute, then I will come and join you."

The raven gives and awkward squawk before leaving the room through the door, which had already been left ajar. Velerel again takes up a pen again and continues his writing. Nezeron flies up the few levels of the ship, eventually reaching the top deck, where, noticing the gathering crowd, he rests on a nearby edge.

 

[GWolf]

Carl walks up and down the bow in a slow and easy pace. He goes to a shipmate and askes if he would be kind enough to lend him a simple dagger so he can shave the fine hair from his cheeks.

((Diplomacy Check I think, you know the score Dal))

 

[Dalamar]

The shipmate hands Carl his dagger. He then joins everybody that has gathered around Talindra.
"Give it back then, will ya."

When almost everybody is around, Talindra ask them to get comfortable as this might take some time. She waits that everybody has had enough time and then starts talking.
"Many of you were propably worried for me when I stayed longer at port. I might have scared some of you by dashing in and ordering a quick leave."
Her cheeks blush and she seems a bit ashamed of herself.
"I might have overreacted a bit... You see, the girl I, literally, pulled here with me... is my daughter."

There are many sharp inhaltions of air as many of the older sailors are caught completely off-guard by this commitment. Stumpy's jaw almost seems to hit the deck and his eyes seem to jump out of their sockets.
"Yo...ya...You...'re... What?"

 

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Egan Shadowsilver

" Uh, Congraulations, i guess. That still doesn't explain why you were draggin her aboard or why we got out of port so quick."


Egan looks on expectantly.

 

[Dalamar]

Talindra grins at Egan's comment.
"Congratulations... she's an accident of mine, quite pleaseruple accident but still an accident. Raising a child didn't really suit me at the time and I had no real desire to do so. I gave her away for caretaking and said that I would be picking her up when she had grown up."
She shakes her head.
"It seems that it took me too long to get her... she has adapted the mannerism and cocky behavior of an aristocrat. When I went to get her to come with me, I expected a it to be a moment of joy, but no, she had thought that she was the bastard daughter of a queen or somesuch."
Talindra turns her head towards her cabin, a sad look on her face. She them turns back and continues her story.
"She wanted to deny me, to send me away. I couldn't allow that and packed her stuff up and almost carried her here. She told she would jump off and swim to the shore so I thought a quick depart from the city would chill down her want to jump."
She keeps a small break and catches her breath after the long speech.
"She answers to the name Saphire and I believe she hasn't ever experienced real life, just the flowery life that the bards always talk of."

 

[Acmite]

Re: Egan Shadowsilver

" Uh, Congraulations, i guess. That still doesn't explain why you were draggin her aboard or why we got out of port so quick."


Egan looks on expectantly.

Aye, Captain. Egan is right......there is obviously more to this story.

 

[Acmite]

OOC: Ooops! My post was a little late....

 

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Egan Shadowsilver

"Alright that clears that up. Whats the plan from here, were we headed, other than away from Balder's Gate that is?"

 

[Sollir Furryfoot]

Grim stands back and simply watches, upon hearing Talindra's information, his head gives a slight nod, turning back towards the ocean,

Perhaps this girl is not who she seems to be, much like the rest of the people on this boat...time can only tell...

 

[Valkys]

Kiirivae nods to herself, a smug smile spreading over her face. At least women's intuition isn't overrated. Otherwise, she returns to her lookout, listening below for the rest of the conversation. It's the captain's business how she came to have a daughter and why she wanted to bring her away.

She smiles to see Skye returning on a light breeze. The eagle lands on the crow's nest again and she strokes his crest feathers while she watches the sea.