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Two years after Septim's ceremony, Septim is allowed peace. He rules his Duchy fairly, and it prospers. Septim's gladius is repaired, and the surviving men of the Stormborn are payed ten thousand coins each, but only twenty survived. After two years Rufus's, Scipio, enters the room, he is roughly thirty five and has a longsword on his belt. Septim knew him since he was a boy.

"Scipio, has Rufus too much to do to come here personally", Septim says jokingly.

"My father is ill with the Hosoda Virus, he will be will be dead within three months", says Scipio.

Septim feels horrible at having joked, "I am sorry Scipio, truely."

"It is alright, I have done research, there is a cure...", says Scipio, "But that is just part of what I have come to ask. You've heard of the Evomort Isles?"

"I have, it's a myth", says Septim.

"No, it isn't. I have discovered their location, on the island grows the cure to the Virus, but there is a reason I was researching the isles in the first place, the Emperor has been kidnapped and taken there by a shadowy group known only as the Shadows. I will pay greatly for my father's cure, and the Empire will pay you greatly upon the Emperor's return."

"I will do this for Rufus", says Septim.

***

Septim sends out letters to all of his former crew members as well as other experienced seamen and warriors telling them to meet at his castle in the city of Cidel two weeks from then.

Captain - Bertilius Septim

Second in Command - Erunion Telcontar

Navigator -

Medic -

Melee Master -

Archery Master -

Magic Master -

Quartermaster -

Cook -

Ballista crew -

Crew members -

Sailmaker -

Carpenters -

Catapult crew -

i'll navigate the seven sea, or are there nine

Arvious finds himself on a great adventure through the unknown waters, encountering many legends, fighting impossible battles victoriously.  After a year, Arvious heads back to his home, when a parcel comes to him. In it says:

Arvious,

The Stormborn is out for another quest, this time, for a cure for my friend Scipio.  We will be traveling to the Evomort Isles, also looking for the Emperor.  You are welcome to return again.

Duke Bertilius Septim

Arvious heads back immediantly.

Magic Master - Arvious V

Captain - Bertilius Septim

Second in Command - Erunion Telcontar

Navigator - Ant

Medic -

Melee Master - Deathuelf

Archery Master -

Magic Master - Arvious V

Quartermaster -

Cook -

Ballista crew -

Crew members -

Sailmaker -

Carpenters -

Catapult crew -

"Of course there's something for you to do friend, you will be my second in command!"

Ernie approached the castle at Cidel and gazed at its beauty before walking up to its large doors and knocking upon it.  It was opened and he was let in.

[ Do not want to *beep* this thread up, but since the Stormborn adventures were started by me, I'll just make a different thread with a single story I wrote of how the hell the longship got Septim as commander and what the hell happened with Ragnarr after the first Stormborn thread, fine? ]

*sigh*

*walks over to the starboard side, and sits there*

[[OOC: Ant, please use quotation marks, and we aren't even on the Stormborn yet Arvious, so how are you even on the starboard side? And go ahead Ragnarr, it would be nice to know what happened to your character, though I became Commander because you disappeared and I was second in command in the first thread.]]

[[OOC: Maybe not better, but I do have more free time, so it makes it seem like I'm doing better. :-P]]

[[Oh, sorry...]]

*walks over to a nearby tavern and sits next to a wall*

[[OOC: I have been the only original crewman since Seloc and Ragnarr stopped doing these! 0_o. Erunion joined in the second part of the first thread, the reboot.]]

Captain - Bertilius Septim

Second in Command - Erunion Telcontar

Navigator - Ant

Medic -

Melee Master - Deathuelf

Archery Master - Ernie The Orange

Magic Master - Arvious V

Quartermaster -

Cook -

Ballista crew -

Crew members - Carnegie

Sailmaker -

Carpenters -

Catapult crew -

The sailors proceed to the great room where many armchairs and couches await them, servants bring them food and water, and one goes up in front of the guests.

"My master will be with you in a moment good sirs", he says before walking off.

[[OOC: I will start this in around four to five hours...]]

*Carnegie looks around the great room. He sits down in the biggest armchair he could find takes out his bone pipe and has a smoke*

*Killer, joyous at being accepted aboard the ship, goes and checks the supplies, of which there is hardly any. He quickly gets off the ship and gets his fishing-rod, figuring they'll need it.*

*Killer forgets his premonition, and goes inside the castle to be told about the mission...*

[[OOC: Of course not, just sleeping...don't poke him...]]

Septim walks out amongst his guests, and after a while goes and stands before them.

"I am Duke Septim of Cidel, and I am here to invite you on a mission of fame and fortune. We will be travelling, by boat, to the Evomort Isles, where many strange stories are born...we leave in a month, do not be late, that is all..."

Septim walks off to his quarters, and after the last guest leaves, Grubbs goes to sleep as well.

A month later...

Septim walks up towards the Stormborn, his grey fur coat covered in bits of snow. Behind him, his crew walks. As they walked, a familiar to some, unfamiliar to others shape appeared, the Stormborn. Septim looks at the beached boat and smiles before walking up the boarding ramp. He walks into his quarters and throws his bag down.

Erunion walks on board, the familiar decks beneath his feet.
"It's good to be back."

walks about finds a map and his instruments then he checks if the course is right but finds that it was stupidly wrong and re-did it.

Ernie stood at the top of a hill overlooking where the Stormborn lay.  The wind blew through his hair and his black cloak and cape moved with the wind.  The orange sky overhead had patches of clouds quickly moving by and birds were flying in the air.  

Ernie was wearing his studded leather archer armor that was covered by strong steel chainmail armor.  He also had a large pack on his back filled with all of his supplies and arrow-making materials.  He carried his yew longbow over his shoulder and had his sword at his hip, sheathed. 

He gazed out into the distance as he thought about the adventure that was about to begin.  Then he slowly walked up to the ship and up onto the deck.  He walked to his room from the previous journey and placed his items onto his bed.

Ernie wakes up after a few days of sleeping and wonders wtf is going on.....and decides to make arrows XD

[[Those lazy SOBs...I say they walk the plank]]

Ernie sat on his traditional spot up near the top of the ship keeping a lookout and carving another bow out of a large hunk of yew wood.

Erunion sat in his den, planning...

{Incidently, I'll be 'planning' for another three days or so... I'll be inactive over the weekend again.}

[[Ernie puts explosives under Erunion's bed for being an inactive SOB]]

Ernie decides to pass on the fish for just once to see if Killer knows what he is doing.  Ernie instead pulls out some cheese and bread from his pack and snacks on them until he decides to go on his guard duty.

The Stormborn approaches Stoga. As it pulls into the harbor, no motion can be seen in the port town. The Stormborn reaches the dock and no dockmaster comes to reach them. Septim steps down the ramp to see the dockmaster's head on a pike.

"Draw your swords and bows", whispers Septim to his men.

Septim knows of natives, knows of their savage attacks, he also knows that they rarely stay in one place long, and the head looks to be a week old.

"Everybody, check the town for food, water, survivors though I doubt there'll be any, but don't take any gold or valuables. The natives use strange magic on their victims, if you take any, the dead owners will come to life. They will not be their former selves, so please don't expect to have a chat with them...", says Septim before walking off into the town.

Arvious walked around, enchanted sword in his hand, looking for survivors.  He found a small sack of grains and salt, and an empty water pouch, but all he heard move were crows flying in the air.  He felt like he was being watched, and saw a huge hoard of priceless gems scattered all over one road.  Arvious knew that the natives that were here must have scattered them so that some foolish man would pick them all up, and woule follow the trail to them, or get killed by the people.  Arvious walked on...