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

"Pleasure to meet you Trav'nul." Swoops says, as he opens the letter and skims over it. "Well, we could use someone who's handy with a weapon, and you seem like a reasonable sort...."

"Tell ya what, I take you on, but it might be a bit till ya get most of yer share. I'm sure Bart here can explain to ya why. Bart, you think you can get this man setup on the Moon Goddess?"

"Oh, Bart, you know anything about the The Order of Matrice?"
 

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"Thank you very much Captain. You won't regret my coming aboard. I want you to know that though I can indeed fell a mast with a stroke, I am also trained to subdue and can capture alive anyone you need. I will need to fetch my sea chest. Bart may I meet you here in an hour?" Seeing Bart still eyeing the black cloud Trav'nul adds "Maybe you ought to come with me Bart, eh?" And Trav'nul holds out an enourmous paw to Captain Swoops "Thanks again Captain"
 

Bart gapes at the two men. Do they not realize that the black cloud o'er there contains a couple o' faceless monsters from th' deep? Bart shakes his head in simple disbelief, not understanding how the two men can just stand there calmly as if nothing were wrong.

Bart lets out a strangled snort and says sarcastically, his voice rising almost into hysterics at the last, "Yes, yes. Pleased to meet ye, Cap'n Swoops. Woy, pleased to meet ye as well Trav'nul. Noice weather we been havin' ain't it? Woy sure it is Cap'n Swoops. By the by, did oi mention the flesh eatin' monsters in that cloud o'er there? No? Woy oi'm sure it must've slipped me mind!"
 


IcyCool said:
Bart gapes at the two men. Do they not realize that the black cloud o'er there contains a couple o' faceless monsters from th' deep? Bart shakes his head in simple disbelief, not understanding how the two men can just stand there calmly as if nothing were wrong.

Bart lets out a strangled snort and says sarcastically, his voice rising almost into hysterics at the last, "Yes, yes. Pleased to meet ye, Cap'n Swoops. Woy, pleased to meet ye as well Trav'nul. Noice weather we been havin' ain't it? Woy sure it is Cap'n Swoops. By the by, did oi mention the flesh eatin' monsters in that cloud o'er there? No? Woy oi'm sure it must've slipped me mind!"


"Bart, all we found in there was each other. I believe the dead sailors have returned to the deep to haunt us again later. Not much we can do about it now, but I am quite certain that the cloud is empty. If it will make you feel better I will go back in there to make sure." says Trav'nul and with that he executes a precise about face and carefully heads back into the inky gloom.
 

"Dead Sailors? As in Captain's Smith's old crew? Next you'll tell me that song you sing about the cloistered virgins looking for.... Did you say if you knew anything about the Order of Matrice?"

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Bront said:
"I thought you said they were figments of your imagination Bart?" Swoops asks curiously.

"They .... Oi .... that is ..." Bart's voice trails off and he looks back at the cloud for a moment before Trav'nul speaks up.

Fenris said:
"If it will make you feel better I will go back in there to make sure." says Trav'nul and with that he executes a precise about face and carefully heads back into the inky gloom.

"Nay lad, Oi think it best if'n we avoid that spot fer awhile. Oi could use a drink afore oi help ye with yer belongings." Bart glances over at Captain Swoops with a slightly ashamed look on his face as he says, "Sorry 'bout the wise-talkin' Cap'n. It won't happen again."

Bront said:
"Dead Sailors? As in Captain's Smith's old crew? Next you'll tell me that song you sing about the cloistered virgins looking for.... Did you say if you knew anything about the Order of Matrice?"

"Th' very same, sir. Oi'm not sure how they're real, as oi made that particular yarn up. Least, I think I did..." At Swoops mention of the Order of Matrice, Bart scrunches up his face in thought, "Matrice? Hmmm... got a good one about a feller named Matisse. Matrice, lessee now..."

[sblock=OOC (Phoenix): ]Bardic Knowledge +11
Knowledge[History] +6
Knowledge[Religion] +6[/sblock]
 

IcyCool said:
"Nay lad, Oi think it best if'n we avoid that spot fer awhile. Oi could use a drink afore oi help ye with yer belongings." Bart glances over at Captain Swoops with a slightly ashamed look on his face as he says, "Sorry 'bout the wise-talkin' Cap'n. It won't happen again."


Trav'nul stops one step into the inky cloud as Bart's words hold him and he turns around and rejoins Bart and Swoops "A drink sounds good, if we have leave from our Captain?" sats Trav'nul with a slight bow to Swoops. "Perhaps even time for a game or two of chance? The inn I was staying at isn't far. When are we needed on board Captain, and can we be of any service to you ashore?"
 

IcyCool said:
"Th' very same, sir. Oi'm not sure how they're real, as oi made that particular yarn up. Least, I think I did..." At Swoops mention of the Order of Matrice, Bart scrunches up his face in thought, "Matrice? Hmmm... got a good one about a feller named Matisse. Matrice, lessee now..."

[sblock=OOC (Phoenix): ]Bardic Knowledge +11
Knowledge[History] +6
Knowledge[Religion] +6[/sblock]

[sblock]Bardic Knowledge check (DC varies) +18 - Common Success
Knowledge (History - DC 25) +19 - Failure
Knowledge (Religion - DC 10) +12 - Success

Just for everybody's sake I'm going to put in a bit of creative GM nudging to try and get everyone together and see who still wishes to play (and keep up the posting). Ususally I'm against the pushing, but I just wanna judge interest.[/sblock]

The three men, Trav'nul, Swoops and Bart, wandered back along the docks to get back to the Moon Goddess before dark (and before the drinks ran dry). On the way to the ship Bart related the knowledge of the Order of Matrice, something he admittadely knew little about.

The Order of Matrice is a group of women that forgo personal pleasure in their lives in order to bring happiness to the world. This comes in many forms, such as the hosting of festivals, gatherings, and holidays. It seems that the Order itself contains few actual martial types, preferring to hire out mercenaries to see that their gatherings are not disturbed by undesirables. They also search the world in pilgrimidges in order to find things of beauty to protect and share with the world. Their holy symbol is often seen as a bunch of flowers, though their type is often selected by the individual priestess as they see all flowers as a holy thing.

It is nearly dark as the group make it to the Moon Goddess, where they are able to catch up with the crew once more.
 


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