Swashbucklers at the Sword Coast

[Dalamar]

Talindra looks after Claro as he enters her cabin. She then shakes her head and mutters something under her breath. She then goes and takes the helm back from Gastrono.

 

[GWolf]

Claro walks out of the cabin. He tucks his hair in his robe and goes looking for a certain Half-Orc Monk.

When he find him He approchs him and says "Hello"

 

[Dalamar]

Little after Claro has come out, Saphire comes to the deck. The sun seems to hurt her eyes and she tries to shield them with her hand.
After getting a little used to the sun, she starts slowly walking towards the bow of the ship. She looks around herself as if looking for something -or somebody.
She spots Lorec gazing at the sea and goes to talk to him. When she is next to him, she stops and curtseys.
"Excuse me. I'm sorry to be so rude but, are you the person who works on leather at times. Claro told me to look you up so I could get some..."
She blushes some and then, in a slightly lower voice says:
"...leather clothing. "
She steps back a little, seeming ashamed of even saying something like that.


Krubto looks around to make sure that Claro is actually talking to him. When he's sure, he replies.
"Hey, ya 'ere to learn from da best? Or just to get yerself whupp'd?"
He laughs in a way only a half-orc can.

 

[GWolf]

Actually

"Actually friend seeing as you are such a powerful monk I was wondering if you could supply me with some basic tips and concepts so I too can improve my skill" Claro Says arms folded.

 

[Other Guy]

Meanwhile...

"That aught to do it," Velerel says to himself, after reading over his latest entry -- written in a mixture of common and another language. He closes his journal, stands up from the bed, where he had sat, leaning against a corner wall, and puts it away with his other books, on the far right side of the bookshelf. He looks around the room one last time, then exits.

Closing the door behind him, Velerel walks towards the stairs, smiling at an old memory that came into his mind a moment ago. He continues to the top floor of the ship, where he spots his raven, Nezeron, and walks up next to him. He takes the bird onto his forearm and begins to slowly and gently stroke his black feathers. "Say, did you ever figure out who that girl was -- she was kind of cute, don't you think?" He asks in a quiet tone, laughing a little, "Maybe she has a little bird-friend we could introduce you to."

 

[Acmite]

Little after Claro has come out, Saphire comes to the deck. The sun seems to hurt her eyes and she tries to shield them with her hand.
After getting a little used to the sun, she starts slowly walking towards the bow of the ship. She looks around herself as if looking for something -or somebody.
She spots Lorec gazing at the sea and goes to talk to him. When she is next to him, she stops and curtseys.
"Excuse me. I'm sorry to be so rude but, are you the person who works on leather at times. Claro told me to look you up so I could get some..."
She blushes some and then, in a slightly lower voice says:
"...leather clothing. "
She steps back a little, seeming ashamed of even saying something like that.

"Milady. I am no seamstress!
<Sigh>. Alright.....but it will take time. I have other duties to perform. Have the Captain, or a ship-wench, take your measurements, and I will begin once the sun has fallen. For what do you need leathers?"

 

[Dalamar]

Saphire lowers her gaze and curtseys again upon hearing Lorec's comment.
"I'm sorry if I offended you in any way. But Claro has taken upon himself to teach me how to fight and my current clothing..."
She spread the hem of her dress.
"...Doesn't really suit fighting. And it seems you are the only person able to work on anything of that kind."


Krubto seems quite delighted at the proposal.
"I knew a weeny lad like ye couldn' take the tem'tation to learn from better of ye!"
He gets up from his sitting position and claps Claro on the back. Taken by surprise, Claro almost stumbles to the deck but manages to keep his footing.
"What do ye wanna learn?"

 

[GWolf]

"Well, It'd be great if you could help me touch up my basics to make sure I am doing the easy stuff right, you know?"

 

[Xael]

Xael arrives to the deck, with a large (about 2 feet long) scroll in his hands. He sits on a barrel on the shadow of the stairs, opens the scroll and starts looking at it, mumbling something while he's at it.

 

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Egan Shadowsilver

Egan has decided to go back to his meditations for now, he heads over to his favorite spot, near the rail, up behind were the helm is.

Tempus be praised, I hope we see some action in Luskan. Baby sitting is all well and good, but does little to honor Tempus. Bah, Luskan is a pit, I'm sure there will be fun to be had there!