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@theglitteringmoray
{ = go forth, my unlucky companion. be it gold, glory,
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@fortheonetrueking
To say The Moray was lost. . . would be an understatement. A sudden storm had taken the crew far off course from their original goal - and nearly totally stranded. The familiar creaking of wood almost scraping against the shoreline echoes across the island, accompanied by the staggering hiss of.... something entirely not of this plane. There's a snarl as it stops, barely making it to the island without completely beaching themselves. Maggie stumbles off the ship, the metallic clink-clink of her bones barely audible against the sound of wood being used to hastily repair a hole from the inside. An argument between two other voices could be heard from the inside -- a navigational dispute, if anyone bothered to listen. " Damn thing guns for danger, I swear of it... " Shaking the rainwater out of her boots, Maggie pats herself down. Coins? check. Pistol? check. Journal of the Pirate Lord himself? A resounding check, thank the spirits. Taking the book into her skeletal hands, she finally looks up at the island ahead of her. . . only to be greeted by a much eerier sight than she expected. The Reaper's base of operations. Her free hand moves to hover over her pistol, looking for any sign that there was anybody about - living or undead.
Comparatively with the rest of the week, today's a slow day. There's only one crew that's claimed an emissary flag, and Flameheart is attending some business down at the lair, leaving Junior on their own at the hideout- and by god, they're bored. They've already gone through the immediate plans and possible ramifications, the little reaper parrot perched on their shoulder has fled up on the rafters after noticing that Junior might just start taking it apart just to keep busy.
That's when they hear something crashing against the island. At first they just think it's some of the less... apt, Reapers, coming in to deliver tribute. But the hiss that resonates through their bones leaves a sour feeling, and they grab their weapons, call for a couple of skeletal Reapers to come with them and slowly walk out. Is Greymarrow getting cocky enough to beach the Undying just to get a rise out of them?
It's not Greymarrow, at least. It's some ship they haven't seen before, and a skeleton patting herself down at the beach. Not one of Duchess'. Maybe one of Wanda's.
They send one of the skellies to the cannons, to keep a steady aim on the ship, while they approach this other, unknown skeleton.
"What's your business." It's not a question, it's an order to identify herself- Junior's ready for a fight, ready to jump in if they don't like the answer.
Maggie's quick to react, focusing her pistol on Junior without a second 'this may be a bad idea' thought. The mask affixed to her face remains stagnant, but the aggression in her stance says enough. She's never been the talker among the ship's comparatively small crew, and for *good reason*.
" Not Exactly inclined to be open with cannons pointed at me. " She hisses back, weapon held steady. It glimmers with the same gold-and-blue mixture her bones carry, the mark of an Ancient Coin decorating the side.
" If you don't want a bullet through that mask, I'd reccomend- "
A series of fast, heavy footfalls breaks her voice, followed by the almost bark-like shouting of another crewmate. Maggie groans, letting her face fall to look at the ground as.... A strange, golden *dog* with a pair of well-adjusted spectacles on its muzzle RUNS forward to get in the way. She seems incredibly annoyed by its presence, and even more annoyed when it begins speaking.
" I am so sorry for my compatriot, here- we're simply lost, is all! Storm spun us very, very off course! " The dog jumps, physically pushing Maggie backwards before they turn to face Junior.
@shoresofgold
Krowe squawks as they're thrown to the floor and off the wheel, blinking the sleep out of their eyes as they scramble to stand up. The Moray had decided to jerk into a much slower pace- something much out of the ordinary for a ship like her.
" Gah- I'm up! I'm up! What's the problem?! "
Scrambling to their feet, Krowe just barely manages to put their hat back on before they hear the bell. Frantic ringing- something in the water. They pat the mast as they adjust their peg-leg, walking over to the side of the ship to peer out and see just what had gotten her attention-
Ah. Her beak is left hesitantly open as she stares at the... very strange sight coming onto their port bow. A rowboat that was practically *sinking* into the sea, and a hunched.. figure sitting within. ( By the Old Mother, they REALLY have to get something for their sight.. ) Leaning over as the ship comes to a pause, talons grip the back of whatever coat the other was wearing- tugging them up onto the deck of the sloop.
" Now wha' are ye doin' all the way out.... "
Their words trail off, upon seeing that the lost pirate they pulled up was, a skeleton. A rusting, kind of sunken looking skeleton. Their head tilts, looking them over before they continue speaking.
" Ye alive in there? " They quietly muttered, tapping a talon on their skull. It's not every day you come across a lone skeleton on the seas.
:: someone ask me about my creatures. I have a new one that's wormed in there and won't leave
TROVE is the talker of the three, much to many crew's confusion. He breaks up fights, communicates navigation, and collects voyages among some of his duties. Unfortunately, he really... can't do much else than that. He does lack opposable thumbs, after all.
:: do we fw monsters. do we fw curses that make you less man and more creature
@fortheonetrueking
To say The Moray was lost. . . would be an understatement. A sudden storm had taken the crew far off course from their original goal - and nearly totally stranded. The familiar creaking of wood almost scraping against the shoreline echoes across the island, accompanied by the staggering hiss of.... something entirely not of this plane. There's a snarl as it stops, barely making it to the island without completely beaching themselves. Maggie stumbles off the ship, the metallic clink-clink of her bones barely audible against the sound of wood being used to hastily repair a hole from the inside. An argument between two other voices could be heard from the inside -- a navigational dispute, if anyone bothered to listen. " Damn thing guns for danger, I swear of it... " Shaking the rainwater out of her boots, Maggie pats herself down. Coins? check. Pistol? check. Journal of the Pirate Lord himself? A resounding check, thank the spirits. Taking the book into her skeletal hands, she finally looks up at the island ahead of her. . . only to be greeted by a much eerier sight than she expected. The Reaper's base of operations. Her free hand moves to hover over her pistol, looking for any sign that there was anybody about - living or undead.
:: maggie and her very special Ancient's Mask... a little bit of a symmettry doodle to get her stuff together. woman that would gladly throw you across a room for like, two gold
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🐝 * ― 𝑬𝑷𝑰𝑪: 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
Troy Saga ❛ do what i say and you'll see them again. ❜ ❛ what do you live for? what do you try for? ❜ ❛ say no more, i know tat i'm ready. ❜ ❛ the blood on your hands is something you won't lose. ❜ ❛ is the price i pay endless pain? ❜ ❛ something feels off here, i see fire but there's no smoke. ❜ ❛ we should try to find a way no one ends up dead. ❜ ❛ why should we take when we could give? ❜ ❛ i see in your face, there's so much guilt inside your heart. ❜ ❛ have you forgotten the lessons i taught you? ❜
The Cyclops Saga ❛ it's almost too perfect, too god to be true. ❜ ❛ what gives you the right to deal a pain so deep? ❜ ❛ your life now is in my hand. ❜ ❛ remember them, we're the ones who carry on. ❜ ❛ what good would killing do when mercy is a skill more of this world could learn to use? ❜ ❛ i am your darkest moment. ❜ ❛ i don't know where i went wrong but i warned ya', and you failed the test. ❜ ❛ that's just like you, why should i be surprised? ❜ ❛ unlike you, every time someone dies i'm left to deal with the strain. ❜ ❛ i'll remind you i saw you as a friend but now we're done. ❜
The Ocean Saga ❛ at this rate, we won't make it out alive. ❜ ❛ please don't tell me you're about to do what i think you'll do. ❜ ❛ yes, but how much longer til your luck runs out? ❜ ❛ you rely on wit, and people die on it. ❜ ❛ you're like the brother i could never do without. ❜ ❛ and suddenly you doubt that i could figure this out? ❜ ❛ keep your friends close and your enemies closer, never really know who you can trust. ❜ ❛ 'cause the end always justifies the means. ❜ ❛ do you know who i am? ❜ ❛ you are the worst kind of good 'cause you're not even great. ❜
The Circe Saga ❛ whatever you need to say can wait some more. ❜ ❛ there's no length i wouldn't go if it was you i had to save. ❜ ❛ wouldn't you like a taste of the power? ❜ ❛ don't thank me friend, you very well may die. ❜ ❛ did you do something to them? ❜ ❛ if you make one wrong move, then you're done for. ❜ ❛ you and i are now evenly matched. ❜ ❛ you've given me no reason to bestow you with my trust. ❜ ❛ who's to say, with the mistakes i've made that they will be the last mistakes i ever make? ❜ ❛ this is the price we pay to love. ❜
The Underworld Saga ❛ all i hear are screams, every time i dare to close my eyes. ❜ ❛ i no longer dream, only nigtmares of those who've died. ❜ ❛ when does a man become a monster? ❜ ❛ now you tell us our effort's are for nothing? ❜ ❛ how has everything been turned against us? ❜ ❛ do i need to change? ❜ ❛ i'm the only one whose line i haven't crossed. ❜ ❛ what if i'm the problem that's been hiding all along? ❜ ❛ what if i've been far too kind to foes but a monster to ourselves? ❜ ❛ if i became the monster and threw that guilt away would that make us stronger? ❜
The Thunder Saga ❛ you wouldn't have spared me. i made a mistake like this, it almost cost my life. ❜ ❛ i've got a secret i can no longer keep. ❜ ❛ you know that we are the same. ❜ ❛ we must do what it takes to survive. ❜ ❛ tell me you did not know that would happen. ❜ ❛ if you want all the power, you must carry all the blame. ❜ ❛ how are we supposed to trust you now? ❜ ❛ how much longer must i suffer now? ❜ ❛ someone's gotta die today and you have got the final say. ❜ ❛ please don't make me do this. ❜
The Wisdom Saga ❛ you've made your worst mistake here. ❜ ❛ this cruel world doesn't give out presents just for being good. ❜ ❛ you're my friend, i couldn't ask for more. ❜ ❛ did you know you talk in your sleep? ❜ ❛ i'm what you want here, i'm what you need here. ❜ ❛ you don't know what i've gone through. ❜ ❛ i know your life's been hard, i'll stay inside your heart. ❜ ❛ life would be so much worse if you had died. ❜ ❛ you dare to defy me, to make me feel shame? ❜ ❛ no one beats me, no one wins my game. ❜
:: ok, now i can write
📣 MAGGIE - Thoughts on Gold Hoarder? Competition or a man of good taste?
📣 TROVE - Thoughts on the temples being dug up by Flameheart's crew? Is there anything special about the star charting happening down there?
" THE Gold Hoarder? He's something, that's for sure. A twisted, saddening embodiment of greed is something any self-respecting pirate would see as competition! . . . Can't help but /wonder/ just how he managed to get so cursed, however. Was there ever a man behind that? ( Better keep my hoard hidden , and hidden well. . . ) "
------------------------------------------------------------------ " Unfortunately... I cannot say! I've been desperate to investigate one to see what's inside and hiding, but with those... cursed skeletons, and that ship--! Ouhh, it drives me up a tree! I could reveal so many faded secrets, complete my chart even /more/... ( Maybe I can convince the Captain and Maggie to sneak in one while the flagship's distracted. . .) "
" I hopped away from the helm for a minute... "
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