The Seas of Blood - The Price of Fame (Chapter One)

[Phoenix]

"A pleasure Bartholomew" says Trav'nul shaking the old salt's hand with one of his meat-hook like hands. "Well, that is a mighty fine looking ship at anchor there. Your Captain Swoops must be quiet successful to have such a fine ship"

OOC:[sblock] Would Trav'nul have heard of Captain Swoops or the Moon Goddess?[/sblock]

OOC:
[sblock]Yes. If you lived your life land-locked you'd probably have heard stories...[/sblock]

 

[Bront]

Cassandra smiles, creating a wave of ivory that would melt the hearts of an armada of vessels. "Well Mr Johnathon, the Order of Matrice serves to bring love into the world. We serve the nations in creating joyous festivals so that everyone can enjoy themselves. We also seek things of beauty so that we can share them with others, such a thing as beauty cannot be kept to oneself after all..."

"Of course not, for beauty is a power unto itself. Beauty has launched vessels, caused and ended wars, inspired artists, architechs, and wizards alike to create great works. You, Lady Cassandra, could halt the mightiest of armada's with but a single smile. I feel blessed right now to be even speaking to a woman such as yourself. But I see more than just a pretty face behind those two saphires you call eyes m'lady."

 

[Phoenix]

"Of course not, for beauty is a power unto itself. Beauty has launched vessels, caused and ended wars, inspired artists, architechs, and wizards alike to create great works. You, Lady Cassandra, could halt the mightiest of armada's with but a single smile. I feel blessed right now to be even speaking to a woman such as yourself. But I see more than just a pretty face behind those two saphires you call eyes m'lady."

There is a thumping noise behind Swoops as a door slams shut. Cassandra looks over his shoulder and smiles. "Good morning Gentlemen, can I help you with anything?"

Four large men dressed in half-plate armour stomp into the chamber, staring at Swoops with a careful eye. "Ma'am, this man is forbidden in these chambers, we are hear to take him away."

Cassandra glides across to the guards, pouring on the charm. "But boys, he is only breaking the law if he enters this place unbidden, he is a messenger from a ship that has recently docked, giving me news on the Celebration of Teardy. Thank you for a good job, but you are not needed here."

The guards stare at Swoops a little longer before marching out again, leaving the Captain and the Priestess alone again.

"Well, that was exciting." Cassandra smiles. "What's next?"

 

[Bront]

There is a thumping noise behind Swoops as a door slams shut. Cassandra looks over his shoulder and smiles. "Good morning Gentlemen, can I help you with anything?"

Four large men dressed in half-plate armour stomp into the chamber, staring at Swoops with a careful eye. "Ma'am, this man is forbidden in these chambers, we are hear to take him away."

Cassandra glides across to the guards, pouring on the charm. "But boys, he is only breaking the law if he enters this place unbidden, he is a messenger from a ship that has recently docked, giving me news on the Celebration of Teardy. Thank you for a good job, but you are not needed here."

The guards stare at Swoops a little longer before marching out again, leaving the Captain and the Priestess alone again.

"Well, that was exciting." Cassandra smiles. "What's next?"

"Well, it appears I am now in your debt m'lady. What would you wish of me to do to show my gratitude?" Swoops asks/offers with a simple, sincere smile.

 

[Fenris]

"So that's the famous Moon Goddess eh? Well it would be quiet a pleasure to serve under a captain the likes of Swoops." As Bart and Trav'nul approach the end of the dock and the long boats, Trav'nul stops. "I will wait here for you to let Captain Swoops know I wish to speak with him. It isn't proper to board a ship without the Captain's permission"

 

[Bront]

OOC: Pheonix, you need me to do something with Fenris? Or we need to wait till I'm done with my thing?

 

[Fenris]

OOC: Bront, you go make your goo-goo eyes all you want, I'll be here when (and if) you get back

 

[Phoenix]

"Well, it appears I am now in your debt m'lady. What would you wish of me to do to show my gratitude?" Swoops asks/offers with a simple, sincere smile.

"Well then, perhaps you could take time out of your busy message-delivering schedule to take me into the city then."

OOC:
[sblock]Feel free to simply post your afternoon with Cassandra freestyle...style...

I'm sure Fenris can take care of himself [/sblock]

 

[Bront]

"Well then, perhaps you could take time out of your busy message-delivering schedule to take me into the city then."

OOC:
[sblock]Feel free to simply post your afternoon with Cassandra freestyle...style...

I'm sure Fenris can take care of himself [/sblock]

"Well, fair lady, that I can do." He offers her his arm, and escorts her out onto the street. At the first oppertunity, Jonathon finds a nice corsage that matches her eyes and hair, and purchases, pinning it on her if she lets him. He takes the time to find a nice walk overlooking the sea, where he talks about the wonders of sailing the world, the exploration, the adventure, the lonelyness.

He smiles as he leans against the rail, holding her hand, and watching the sun begin to set over the sea. "M'lady, I'm sure I've bored you enough talking about the sea. Perhaps you could tell me a little of yourself? What brings one such as yourself to dedicate her life to a god?"

 

[IcyCool]

"I will wait here for you to let Captain Swoops know I wish to speak with him. It isn't proper to board a ship without the Captain's permission"

"Why shore'n it ain't. Oi think these ol' bones need a bit o' a rest, so oi'll jus' wait 'ere with ye." Bart says as he takes a seat on a barrel. He takes out a pipe and some tobacco and lights up. He gives Captain Smith a cracker, and takes a long draw on his pipe, blowing it out slowly. "Mind if I smoke?", he chuckles, then gets a thoughtful look on his face. "Now, laddie, tell ol' Bart jus' wot brings ye to th' port o' this fair city. Why are ye not a military man anymore?"