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

[Fenris]

With many slip, slides and falls, Trav'nul hauls Bart bodily out of the demon fog enshrouded slimey patch of deck, depositing him roughly in a heap in the safe light of day and sitting down heavily next to him. "I'm calling you Bad Luck Bart from now on" says Trav'nul as he tries to calm his orkish, savage blood that desires to boil over in a blind rage. "Now what in the name of Warty Gnome's Locker was all that? You go from telling a tale, to it coming alive to attack us. And where the hell is that damn monkey!" roars Trav'nul. Looking down at his torn uniform stained with Bart's and his own blood and the grease of the deck, the large half-orc sighs, leans his head back against a piling and with a chuckle that shows he has calmed down, says "And you owe me a new uniform"

OOC:[sblock] I knew, I KNEW you would pull something like this. I couldn't say any of my warnings to Bart though because I was afraid you'd actually use them! [/sblock]

 

[Phoenix]

With many slip, slides and falls, Trav'nul hauls Bart bodily out of the demon fog enshrouded slimey patch of deck, depositing him roughly in a heap in the safe light of day and sitting down heavily next to him. "I'm calling you Bad Luck Bart from now on" says Trav'nul as he tries to calm his orkish, savage blood that desires to boil over in a blind rage. "Now what in the name of Warty Gnome's Locker was all that? You go from telling a tale, to it coming alive to attack us. And where the hell is that damn monkey!" roars Trav'nul. Looking down at his torn uniform stained with Bart's and his own blood and the grease of the deck, the large half-orc sighs, leans his head back against a piling and with a chuckle that shows he has calmed down, says "And you owe me a new uniform"

OOC:[sblock] I knew, I KNEW you would pull something like this. I couldn't say any of my warnings to Bart though because I was afraid you'd actually use them! [/sblock]

OOC (Trav'nul):
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OOC (Swoops):
[sblock]Feel free to arrive anytime you wish now. [/sblock]

 

[IcyCool]

With many slip, slides and falls, Trav'nul hauls Bart bodily out of the demon fog enshrouded slimey patch of deck, depositing him roughly in a heap in the safe light of day and sitting down heavily next to him. "I'm calling you Bad Luck Bart from now on" says Trav'nul as he tries to calm his orkish, savage blood that desires to boil over in a blind rage. "Now what in the name of Warty Gnome's Locker was all that? You go from telling a tale, to it coming alive to attack us. And where the hell is that damn monkey!" roars Trav'nul. Looking down at his torn uniform stained with Bart's and his own blood and the grease of the deck, the large half-orc sighs, leans his head back against a piling and with a chuckle that shows he has calmed down, says "And you owe me a new uniform"

Confused, Bart slumps against a piling and catches his breath, waiting for his heart to quit pounding. "Ye should only call me bad luck if'n oi end up bein' th' cause o' your death." Bart croaks out, keeping a nervous eye on the cloud of inky blackness. "Oi sent Smith off to find Cap'n Swoops. An' don't worry 'bout yer fancy rags, oi'll fix 'em an' clean 'em fer ye soon enough."

Feeling a bit better, Bart stands, but doesn't sheath his blade and doesn't turn his back to the cloud of darkness. "If'n ye an' oi were tusslin' in there, where be 'em other two fellers?" He keeps his voice low and says, "Oi'd like to know what in th' name o' Poseidon's spitoon jus' happened here."

[sblock=OOC (Phoenix): ]If that was a darkness spell, are we using 3.0 darkness?[/sblock]

 

[Fenris]

Trav'nul stands up disconcerted by Bart's continued wariness. "Well, Bart either we both had some bad grog, or you're being huanted by sea-ghosts. I've seen a lot of strnge things on top of the water. But below lies many more, and stranger at that. I think that should they have been after you they'd have sent the whole crew. But I do believ they said only the blood of Captain Smith would break the curse. So I'd look out for that monkey o' yours. And tell your Captian Swoops to steer clear of any strange fog banks."

Phoenix [sblock] I hated writing this because I KNOW these word will come back to haunt me, pun intended [/sblock]

 

[Bront]

Swoops arives following the agitated Captain Smith. "Bart, what's your no good monkey up to now? He's acting like he's got a hot lead on a banana boat."

 

[IcyCool]

Swoops arives following the agitated Captain Smith. "Bart, what's your no good monkey up to now? He's acting like he's got a hot lead on a banana boat."

Bart gestures to the inky cloud of darkness still sitting on the docks. "Oi ne'er seen th' like o' it Cap'n, oi were attacked by figments o' me own mind." Bart gives a little shudder before noticing that Trav'nul is still standing beside him.

"This lad here helped me out. He fights well, and is lookin' fer a ship to sail with. He goes by the name o' Trav'nul." Bart turns to Trav'nul and says, "Trav'nul, this here be Cap'n Swoops." Bart steps out of the way to allow the men to greet each other, and he stares at the cloud of darkness as Captain Smith climbs up to his shoulder, also staring at the cloud.

Bart realizes that he's been holding his sword with a white knuckled grip. He relaxes his hold, but still keeps the blade ready.

 

[Phoenix]

[sblock=OOC (Phoenix): ]If that was a darkness spell, are we using 3.0 darkness?[/sblock]

OOC
[sblock]IF it was a darkness spell, it would have been 3.5 [/sblock]

 

[IcyCool]

OOC
[sblock]IF it was a darkness spell, it would have been 3.5 [/sblock]

[sblock=OOC (Phoenix): ]So it would then follow that it WASN'T a darkness spell.

Also, I'm still operating under the assumption that the cloud of darkness is still there (as you never said it went away). Is that correct, or has it disappeared?[/sblock]

 

[Phoenix]

[sblock=OOC (Phoenix): ]So it would then follow that it WASN'T a darkness spell.

Also, I'm still operating under the assumption that the cloud of darkness is still there (as you never said it went away). Is that correct, or has it disappeared?[/sblock]

OOC:
[sblock]It's still there.[/sblock]

 

[Fenris]

Bart gestures to the inky cloud of darkness still sitting on the docks. "Oi ne'er seen th' like o' it Cap'n, oi were attacked by figments o' me own mind." Bart gives a little shudder before noticing that Trav'nul is still standing beside him.

"This lad here helped me out. He fights well, and is lookin' fer a ship to sail with. He goes by the name o' Trav'nul." Bart turns to Trav'nul and says, "Trav'nul, this here be Cap'n Swoops." Bart steps out of the way to allow the men to greet each other, and he stares at the cloud of darkness as Captain Smith climbs up to his shoulder, also staring at the cloud.

Bart realizes that he's been holding his sword with a white knuckled grip. He relaxes his hold, but still keeps the blade ready.

Trav'nul jumps up and gives Captain Swoops a salute. And Trav'nul speaks in his distinct clipped Felengarian accent: "Pardon my appearance Captain Swoops. I was more presentable beofre your crewman here and I dealt with a strange circumstance. But as Bart here has said, I have been looking for a ship to sail with. I have certainly heard of you and your reputation as being honarable, at least for a merchant of opportunity. I noticed the antics of Captain Smith here in acquiring ship's manifests and upon discovering Bart, decided that such an enterprising crew might have room for another. I have served as a marine in the Felegarian navy for many years, and am experianced in a ship's daily routine as well as discipline. I was also considered to be the best boarding specialist in the navy at the time sir. I have a letter of introduction here that you may find helpful as well." And Trav'nul pulls a sealed letter from inside his jacket and presents it to Captain Swoops.