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Navigator - Seloc (DUH!)

Second in command - Tiber Septim IV (Changed my name)

Bard -

Watch -

Master-at-Arms -Jonny Bacardi (seems like fun, I'd like to give this a whirl)

"Right skip ready to sail!"

Master-at-Bow -

Unless it is Fizban or Erunion, and if he sinks a whole fleet of warships with his magic I'm sure he'll be important...

Mages heal. The thing you're talking about, Septim, is a wizard. A very powerful wizard.

No, what I mean is that mages in large numbers are powerful, but a single wizard can do as much as 100 of mages, or even more,.. but this is really not important.

Right. I have made preparations for the game and most of the things are ready. But we need more people. We can start like this but, it would be better to have more members.
( the bard could be anyone who already is a member of the crew, but since nobody is interested, I'll be the bard apart from Master and Commander. )

I'm sure Septim has some fliers handy.....

(Blue ray decription)

It was a smooth ship, slightly smaller than the Stromborn herself. Built of dark wooden strips of fine young wood. It had a large mast, with a black sail tinted blue by the sea, and many years of use. A second triangle shaped sail was balanced on the very front of the ship, hanging just above the sea. The "Blue Ray" looked very out of place with the common ships upon the waves, and it was incredibly experimental. It still retained the usual rudder oar and rowing oars, but upon looking closely one could see a BR cut into the lower flat of the wood. (If anyone has any good ideas of what else this ship should have just say.)

Jonny looks on at his new captain. Although surely at least a half head taller then the former, Jonny did not show the muscle his captain had. His wiry build made him seem weaker then he really was though. His main gifts, acts of excessive humor and hilarity, where held in check by the captain as well.

"Sir, there is no life without honor. We'll help yer find your boy. Its a sad sad day when Jonny Bacardi don't keep his word."

[[OOC: I am leaving again for five days...so just say that your Second in Command is sick with Scurvy or something]]

                       
Ragnarr was standing besides the rudder oars, holding them firmly in his rough hands. He had left his reactions and instincts to lead the ship towards its course while he was deep in thoughts and memories about Aeron Silverwind. He was as old as Ragnarr himself, yet was exceptionally skilled in navigation and sailing. It was a common tavern tale that he could survive in the middle of the sea with only a "tartan boat, a sword and a lemon" and still make it back home.
A raven landed near Ragnarr. It had a message.

~----------------------------~

Stormborn, Admiral Ragnarr,
Test note,
Blue Ray.
~----------------------------~

Ragnarr threw the message in the sea and turned towards the Blue Ray, twenty meters behind, sailing in the silnet wind. Ragnarr waved.

(ooc : I'll make a map soon and show it to you people.
+ just for begining, we'll have a battle with sea brigands. We have done this before, but I suggest we do it again so I see how it's going and if I have to modify something.)

-While the two ships were sailing towards the eastern horizon, a small figure, black and gray, appeared in the distance. It was followed by four more. Obviously ships, heading their way..-

*Jonny saw the ships. He looked out, and didn't like the way they looked. Too sinsiter, for five ships to be moving like that together, it bode ill to thme, no matter who they where. He moved to the captain, and asked him what was to do. Five minutes later, Jonny was making his rounds, dealing out arms. There was a small group of skilled archerers on board, most of the men where given cutlasses.*

"Prepare yourselves boys, its gonna be a good one!"

Jonny ran foward, rapier in hand. He was one of the few crew members not of northern decent, but raised dwon by the coastal cities of the legion of Marauders. Now, he would have to put his skills with the sword to the test. Engaging his first enemy, he easily saw his opponents weakness. His enemey charged him, and was easily dispatched with a quick thrust through the stomach, then pulled up through the rib cage.

Jonny took the time to wipe his blade as clean as possible under the circumstances, on his opponents shirt, before moving on to engage further enemies.

"Come on, eh. Leys show these little girls how true men fight. Come on boyz, lets get em!"

Having seen what happened to the Blue Ray, Ragnarr knew that dealing quickly with the Bringer of Doom was obligatory. He quickly slashed twice, cutting three lightly armored and quite surprized by the sudden attack men, who fell in the water with bloody splashes. He jumped from the bow of the Stormborn and landed lightly on the enemy deck. He stabbed the closest man in front of him, leaving him choking blood on the salted deck while he was attacking another. Ironfounderson and Kormac jumped on the deck after him, killing off any resistance from around. It seemed that the sea brigands were not well equiped - they had weak leather armor and old rusty chainmail at best, armed with little more than daggers, spears and short swords. They had no chance against the sea veterans of the Stormborn.
"Sir Bacardi, deal with the commander of the ship while I battle these wretches!" Ragnarr managed to call from behind his shoulder while parrying an attack. He and about ten other northmen were battling over the deck with the sailers while the lord and captain of the Bringer of Doom was with his archers on the commander's deck at the back, sending arrows their way. Chaos had devoured the ships.

The sea brigand fleet had not yet surrounded the ships because of obvious deorganization - pirates were always too pompous, unable to accept even the smiplest commands with out suspicion. The Stormborn and Blue Ray were fighting with the Bringer of Doom and Deathbringer, while the Upper Mantis, Sirens' Call and The Sea Maiden were sailing about them on the lower side, sending arrows, falling both on enemy and own ships.

- Seloc, you'll have to write about your battle I'm afraid, I don't want to mess your plans up. - Places for joining the Stormborn are now open for new players. -

*Septim drew a cutlass

"Lets go get 'em!"

*Septim grabed ahold of a rope and jumped after Jonny, he landed beside him and quickly started to hack away at pirates, he hacked out one's eye and chopped off one's leg, he then stabbed another...

                                       
The Bringer of Doom was quickly defeated. As soon as Sir Bacardi and Duke Septim finished off the commander and his officers, the crew threw its weapons on the deck and left it self in the mercy of the Stormborn's crew. Ragnarr was slashing at a sailer when he realized that they had all stopped fighting. The northman lowered his sword.
"Duke Septim, chain these wretches below deck. We'll see what we can do  for them later. But do it in haste, for we.."
An arrow ended his speach as it found his left arm. Ragnarr caught wounded place, and broke the arrow with a sudden painful move.
"Make sure all are chained so that.....we leave no guards. Be quick!" he said.
Ragnarr then jumped on to his own deck, followed by a constant company of ten northmen. He saw Seloc and his crew running over the Deathbringer, obviously having the upper hand.

As the Stormborn was being blocked the Bringer of Doom, as it prevented the way forward. Behind was the Blue Ray, battleing with the Deathbringer. There were no ships on the southern side, leaving both the Stormborn and Blue Ray with an advantage. The Upper Mantis was on Seloc's ship northern side, readying an attack, while The Sea Maiden was on Ragnarr's longship northern side, board to board, open in battle, obviously grappled on while he was fighting with the other ship's crew.

"Sir Bacardi, rally the rest and follow after my break through. Sweap our deck from all enemy sailers." Ragnarr touched his neck, caught a leather string and pulled out his meddalion. It was not actually that, but Thor's Hammer - made from fine silver, yet looking a bit old, roughned from the years. Ragnarr let it stay visable on his chest and raised his sword after his loud battlecry.

"STORMGUARD!" sounded among the masts and sails of the ships.

He ran followed by his warriors, dodging the coming arrows, killing an enemy in the way, jumped over the small open sea beneath and landed on the captain's deck. He immediatly looked aroudn for the commander of the ship while slashing at the closest warrior. Yet with horror he realized that the crew of The Sea Maiden was consisting mainly of women,.....

*Seloc swung his saber with all his force, it broke entirely though the man's guard and left a dent in his neck, the man crumplled under his own weigh, and Seloc stepped over him.*

"Captian! we've found him, this way!"

*Seloc followed the voice and arrived in a highly decorated cabin, with a very unhappy looking pirate in the middle, being circled by Seloc's crew. Five in the room inclued Seloc the man didn't stand a chance but he was diffiant. He fainted a blow to the man on his left, and neatly pierced the unsuspecting man's shoulder on his right, the man ducked out and Seloc took his place.*

"All together guys, NOW!"

*Seloc and his two crew mates rushed the man, the first went down to a neat ark right though his head, Seloc managed to pin the man against the wall with his saber, right though his shoulder. The enemy captain winced in pain, and dropped his sword not being able to dodge the third blow, he died his head rolled to floor, putting a dark smudge upon the final man's shoe. Since the captain was the last to die most of the crew were nearby, so when Seloc gave the order to retreat it was swiftly carried out.

Back aboard his ship Seloc had lined his crew up against the broken mast each with a firm hold, and a thin rank was spread around them these were bearing sheilds as the 'Upper Mantis' looked like it would attack soon.*

"3.....2.......1.......HEAVE!"

                

A spear going in Ragnarr's left leg brought him back into the real battleground. With out thinking, he hacked at the closest sailer. The Sea Maiden's crew was consisting of better equiped men, with iron half helms and chain mail armor, armed with iron spears, castle forged swords and oak shields. Apart from that, in a moment of a second while Ragnarr was parrying a sword, he noticed that the women on the ship were mainly archers, positioned on the forecastle and commander's deck around the lord of the ship.
Ragnarr kicked the man ahead in the belly before slashing his throat open and breaking through the shield wall ahead. Behind him, Kormac was sending fast arrows at near by enemies and Thoren was wielding his axe like a true berserker. More of his own warriors were coming on the ship, ready for battle. Greyjoy, Ragnarr's battle commrade (his white wolf) was close behind, tearing an enemy's throat out.
Ragnarr hit the man in front of him in the face with his fist, then turned to meet another's hack from behind. He stopped it, stabbed at the man, but his sword found his shield. The northman spun it, taking the shield off the man's hand, and swung his sword so that the oak protection flew and hit the enemy in the face, leaving him unable to take part in the bloody battle any more.
"STORMGUARD!" he yelled, being a fierce site on the deck - few things were more frightening than a tall northman on your ship, slashing among your crew with Thor's Hammer swinging around his neck.

Jonny stood, watching in amazement as the Upper mantis slowly sank, while Selco and those of his crew remaining tried to catch their breath back aboard their own ship.

Jonny then turned his attention to the Iron Maiden, where the real battle was taking place.

Jonny jumped, easily landing on the deck of the ship, with a few of his best sword man behind him, charged into the fray. Hacking and slashing, Jonny finally worked his way up to where his captain stood, fighting great odds with a wound in his side. It would be a long day of fighting, and the northman and his crew would make these raiders pay dearly for their mistakes.

[yea, my bad, i mean to say The Sea Maiden. didn't miscount though. don't see how, lol]

*Septim jumped after Jonny and landed on the enemy ship, he then pulled out a longsword from a sheath at his side.

"STORMGUARD!"

*Septim runs towards a man with his longsword and strikes him down, but is then knocked down with by a kick to the back. Septim turns to see a cutlass coming down towards him and grabs the enemy's hand. Septim punches the raider three times in the face and kicks him in the chest, grabbing the cutlass, Septim then gets up and stabs the cutlass into the raider's heart. Septim then turns to see Jonny limping towards the captain, the captain kicks the heavily wounded Jonny down, the Captain then pulls a longsword from a sheath at his side.

"Oh no you don't!"

*Septim runs towards the Captain and dropkicks him in the face, the Captain stumbles backwards and Septim lands on the ground.

Captain: "You will pay for that!"

*The Captain readies his blade and Septim readies him, the two charge eachother and the two strike eachother with such force that both are knocked backwards by the shock. Septim manages to get up first and picks up the Captain's blade.

"Was it I that was going to pay?"

*Septim drives the blade through the Captain's arm, driving him into the deck, Septim then grabs a cutlass from a fallen raider and drives it through the captain's other arm.

"I think not..."

*Septim drags Jonny (The only other Stormborn crew member) off of the ship, tieing him to a rope and swinging him to the Stormborn, Jonny lands on the Stormborn and unties himself.

"Now for this ship..."

*Septim lights a torch and the Captain looks at him with fear in his eyes.

Captain: "No please! Not the ship!"

*Septim holds the torch to the sail of the ship and it burns almost instantly, Septim then holds it to the deck and it starts to burn. He drops the torch and runs at a rope, swinging back to the Stormborn, he lands and looks back to see the Captain burning to ashes. He then turns to Jonny.

"You alright?"

{OOC, Thanks for allowing me to join Ragnarr}
    Beneath the decks, Erunion wakes up in his cell, with the few other's that were captured with him. That's the last time I don't check on the watch, fool elf, allowing them to sneak up on us. Most of us must have been taken or killed in our sleep. Well, from the looks of it, he's a dead fool. Blood and Ashes, I'll give them hell for what they did to my ship!
    "Johansen, Torealan, wake up!"
    Two of the sleeping forms, awoke from there stupor.
    "Your grace, your alive!" Johansen said, Torealan, however, was far to groggy to say anything, with a cut across his forehead and a bump on his head.
    "Wake the others, we are taking command of this vessel!"

    Fighting on the deck, the captain of the Siren's Call didn't hear the cries for help from below, didn't realize what was happening until the door flew off it's hinges in a burst of flame.
    "Forward Naergothrendarin's! Death to the brigands!"
    With that cry, a group of Naergothrendarin footmen and sailors, most without there armour, but with weapons nonetheless, charged onto the deck.
   

As Jonny half limped after his commander, he wondered what the hell was going on. The fighting had erupted aboard the Sirens Call that he was not sure. The elven warriors looked to be in bad shape, but then agian, so was everyone else, after the hard fight they had just had.

As Jonny got onto the deck, he found himself surrounded suddenly by four very evil looking corsairs, two with cutlasses, one with a hatchet, an one with a sword he had probably picked up from one of his own men.

Just as they prepared to engage in battle, one of the elves jumped in, and took out one of the cutlass bearing fiends, while crying out "My name is Johansen. I'm a friend. Lets take these guys out."

Together, the two warriors easily defeated the three remaining cut throats.

[ Just Ragnarr. If you insist on adding a title, let it be lord. ((: ]

"The hell,..." Ragnarr's confusion lasted a fraction of a second after he saw the elves burst out through the ship, cutting down the crew. Before he could think about what the hell was going on, a mace swung above his head just after he managed to duck in time. He thrust his sword forward at the man with the mace, stabbing him deeply, the sword passing through his whole body and out through his back. Ragnarr freed his sword while kicking a near by attacker in the chest after which he cut him down.
He turned around, noticed the preasance of someone behind him, ready for striking. It was a tall man, with long black hair and thin mustaches, looking at him with calm brown eyes, holding a longsword in his hands. He was wearing a long red cloak which swept the deck behind him. Ragnarr knew who it was, and the lord of the Sirnes' Call knew who Ragnarr was. The battle still continued around them, although a small space was formed around the two sea lords.
"So you're the bloody savage who sank my small fleet." the sea brigand admiral said with an calm, arrogant tone. "No matter. They were all weaklings, unworthy for the honor of being my followers." he continued.
Ragnarr kept silent. He grabbed his small charm, Thor's Hammer, and kissed it.
"You shall regret sailing in my waters, pagan." The brigand admiral raised his thin longsword and made a quick diving slash which Ragnarr barely escaped. He then made a low slash, at which Ragnarr jumped over the blade. After landing, he thrust his great-sword Darklighter forward, but the sea lord was quick to dodge it. Ragnarr then made a powerful slash, but yet again the brigand escaped from the deadly attack.
"I expected a good fight, yet instead I see before me a man, eaten from the inside by bloodlust." said the pirate lord calmly, after which he made three quick slashed towards the northman. Ragnarr dodged them, but the last fourth one found his arm and wounded him. Yet Ragnarr raised his sword high above his head, ready for a diving slash.
Just as he swung the blade down, the sea brigand was about to dodge it, but found out something was stopping him. A moment before the sword cut him down, he realized a white wolf had bitten his right leg, preventing him to move. 
"Bloody hound,.." were his last words.
The lord of the Sirens' Call was dead.

Slowly, the evil pirates realized that fighting was useless. As a few started to lay down their arms, some started to fight harder, knowing this was it, all or nothing.

And so, small fightinf continued, but, not many of the crew of the Stormborn where hurt after that.

As Jonny fought his way over to his captain, he realized just how much the wound was hurting, as every step sent a spert of blood flowing onto the deck. He reached his captain, stumbled, and fell, unable to keep his balance.

"We gave em hell, eh sir?"

Meanwhile, Erunion overheard Septim's question.
"I can scry it for you, if that is what you wish. I am Erunion Telcontar, Duke of Naergothrendar, and this is what is left of my crew. We were ambushed at night by these filth, due to the slovenliness of our, now dead, watchman. Who might you be?"