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A fearsome longship was at port in the northern sea town of Storm Keep. It was a magnificent ship, 'The Stormborn'. Thirty meters long of carved wood and might. A large sail, white as the snow with a grey wolf depicted on it. Some of the crew were taking provisions on the boat, while others were still in some brothel enjoying what might be their last time on land. 'The Stormborn' was going to set sail soon. Ragnarr walked on the docks, deep in thoughts. 'We have too few men, we need at least twenty more brave lads...' He had a total of forty four good sea men, veterans in his crew. The rest had died somewhere in the sea on their last journey to the Island of Sirens. It was worth the travelling, though - the treasures they had found where vast and rewarding. "Thoren!" Ragnarr called at one of his men. "Cap'n?" Thoren came running. "I want you to go around every tavern in this realm and anounce our travelling. Explain where we are going and why, mention a lot of treasure and risk. All brave men can join." "Aye, sir." Thoren took a horse and galloped away.
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*walks up the dock carrying a pint of beer, he stop to study the ship as it swayed in the sea. Running his fingers through his hair he climbed aboard and took his position at the wheel, beer glass still in hand.* | ||||
Ragnarr puts a wooden sign on the entrance of Storm Keep. Signing in to the crew of 'The Stormborn' is until Sunday! | ||||
*Ragnarr sees Seloc and goes to him* "Aye, we need good men like you. But no so fast lad. First you have to explain what experience you have.Then I tell ye what position ye have on 'The Stormborn'. And get off the cap'ns place, there is no wheel anyway. This is a longship, not some galleas!"
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*looks strangly at the wheel in front of him, but then shruggs it off* "Very well good sir, I shall join this crew under two condition, I am the navigator and this ere beer stays with me at all times. I have navigated ship and longboats alike around the world for 30 years and found the right place every time." | ||||
*Ragnarr thinks and nods. Then he places his hand on Seloc's shoulder.* "Good. My last navigator, Olaf, was struck by an enemy axe on the head. Let's hope you have more luck. You are the navigator of this ship, but you follow my orders. You can keep the beer, although I preffer mead. Your position on "The Stormborn' is right here near the cap'ns place. You'll find maps and tools in that there chest bellow."
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"Good.........so where we going?" *Sits on the chest looking towards the docks. | ||||
"I'd preffer to say when more people gather. I do not like repeating myself." *Takes a map and points east.* "That's just to give you a clue." | ||||
*sighs* "So, no tropical islands with girls then." | ||||
*Ragnarr grins* "You'll find out soon enough. And I promise you, it will be worth every single second." | ||||
*Seloc sighs again and dozes off in the sun.* | ||||
*Cephorus walks over "We Septims don't get our feet wet very much, so sign me up!" | ||||
*Ragnarr smiles.* "Septim, old friend, glad you came. Come aboard lad. We need all the good warriors we can get. So what experience do you have with sailing and plunder and all? I need to know where to position you. We have need of oarsmen, a second in command, a watch at the front,..." | ||||
"Well, I'm a good leader as my father was, I'm good in a fight, and I have some good eyes" | ||||
*Ragnarr thinks for a while, then turns towards Septim* "Hmm, then you should be second in command. Your position is next to me, but you must also walk around the ship, make sure all is alright, aye? If anything happens and I am uncapable of the command, it's you who gives commands. But you follow my orders, aye?" | ||||
"Yes sir" *Cephorus starts walking around the ship, inspecting the men, he comes to Seloc "Good to see ya here friend, talk to Captain Ragnarr so you can be on the point or an oarsman."
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"To late mate I'm already the navigator, the only one to give orders of a sort to the captain, that would be if skipper here is going the same place as he says." *nods at ragnarr.* "Don't take it the wrong way skip, your still captain. I just know where to go to get to where you say." | ||||
'We set sail on Sunday, I'll wait 'till then for any other lads.' | ||||
"Well, next wednesday I leave to my dad's house so your 1st mate may not be here for 5 days" | ||||
"argh skipper that we will, that we will, I look forward to my temperary promotion." | ||||
*Suddenly a mongoose runs up to Septim and jumps on his shoulder "Can't believe I almost forgot you, Slasher" | ||||
*Suddenly a parrat flys up and landed on Seloc shoulder.* "Can't believe I almost forgot you, Clarence." | ||||
*Ragnarr comes up to Septim and Seloc with a map.* "Since you two have the highest ranks on the boat after me, I will say where we are heading." *Ragnarr points west.* "We'll pass through this small town, Lorencia, on the way - pillage, burn, rape, and all. Then we continue past the Island of Sirens, a real obstacle that only the most experienced could hope to pass. THen we head to the Bay of Neresia, full of rich merchant cities, protected well from land, but not by sea - they don't espect anyone could pass the blocade of small islands surrounding the bay. Once we are there, we are as good as rich. Oh, yes, and there will be a lot of what Seloc wants - women." *Ragnarr grins* | ||||
Hmmmm........ "Sounds like this adventure could be fun after all." *Seloc grins at both of them.* "I'll get plotting." *Seloc gets out a map a ruler and a pencil and starts doing a series of calculations.* | ||||
*A mean looking mongoose walks through the door and puts up a flier, it says: Septim's exotic eats Exotic food for free Squirells Chipmunks Platypus Rattlesnakes Alligator Human and much much more | ||||
"So just keep this list updated till setting off." Navigator - Selco Second in command - Septim Singer- Watch- Master-at-Arms- Master-at-Bow- and a few oarsmen- | ||||
"Yep this place is riviting, i tell you what i'll play singer to." | ||||
*Septim walks away and comes back with a large footlocker "essential for any trip" *He hears banging "Be quiet down there Game and Watch!" | ||||
*Kicks the footlocker.* "You sure have a weird idea of essentials......." | ||||
*When Seloc kicks it, it opens up, revealing a large supply of chipmunks, squirells, flamingos, pelicans, and platypus. Septim runs over and shuts it. | ||||
I like boats, could I come...
as far as experience goes... I once rode on a boat and my last name is WATCH. | ||||
"Game A. Watch, hmmmmmm, ok, talk to Captain Ragnarr..." | ||||
"Game, I don't think you like boats, just sea men." | ||||
lol | ||||
/me saws samus's face off with his pelican saw | ||||
*Grabs GAW's saw and sharpens it with a whetstone "Was gettin' a little dull" | ||||
ARRRGHH I DEAD IN ANOTHER THREAD NOW! | ||||
/me goes back to sawing Samus's face off "Thank you Septim" | ||||
"No problem" | ||||
Navigator - Selco Second in command - Septim Singer- Watch- Game and Watch Master-at-Arms- Master-at-Bow- and a few oarsmen- *Ragnarr thinks a bit and is worried.* "Duchess, usually I would not let women on board, since it's a bad omen, but we need all the good men, uh,...people we can get. Besides, it will be worth it - there is a lot of plunder and treasure inclueded. Will you join?"
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"But..."
"That'll be awkward" | ||||
*Ragnarr looks at Septim* | ||||
"I didn't mean it like that, I just said it will be awkward with Samus on board when we go by the Sirens.....she'll probobly save us....and how would the raping part work for her?" | ||||
"......well, no one said it is obligatory." *Ragnarr grins* | ||||
"Who says girls can't rape?" | ||||
... yeah samus has ummm.... there was this one time when I was.... I don't really want to talk about it... | ||||
"I would like to be the master of arms. Why you ask, well because I have two." | ||||
Navigator - Selco Second in command - Septim Singer- Watch- Game and Watch Master-at-Arms- Samus Master-at-Bow- and a few oarsmen- "Well,... alright. Your position is near the mast, where all the weapons are stored. Plus that you will fix damaged weapons, and you have to train some of the lads in combat. Is that understood? And of course, I am counting on you to do good on raids, since you are the master at arms." | ||||
"Alls well, that ends well I surpose." *Seloc sits ontop of his chest of maps and fall asleep untill they set sail.....oras* | ||||
"Hmmm... well Game and Watch is already good with his pelican saw, and Seloc is good with the violin (I know from experience for both mates). Of course I'll do good on raids, but will I still get to rape?" | ||||
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