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*A wave crashed over the center of the ship, sweeping the crew of their feet. The scene was chaos, swords were scattered acorss the deck, barrels up ended, injured men struggling to get out of the wind. Everywhere Seloc turned to look was being battered mercilessly by the storm.
 Most of the crew were hiding, some were trying to tie barrels down or collect misplaced essentials, Some were holding onto the nearest thing to them for dear life. Seloc himself had taggled one arm around the rudder oar, and with the other he held on to a crate filled to the brim with old boots and worn clothing. He wasn't trying to save the crate but mearly to stop it falling on him.*

Verll was still down in his cabin.

[OOC: It not based on anything I believe we're making it up as we go along. Might you would be welcome to join, just find a place you can appear naturally, I.e prisoners like Erunion, or next time we land and need more crew. Septim how many side stories you gonna have? the amulet, the egg.......]

[ It's fine, Septim adds additional stories which is fine.]
[ What's Rune? ((: Anyway, this is not based on anything except for the story in my mind, since I am something like gamemaster here. You can join, yet you have to find a suitable moment for it, e.g. shipwreck or prisoner,...as Seloc said. ]

As Jonny started shouting and tieing up crates and barrels, a gianst wave came up, splashing salty water all over his face, and his newly healed leg. It still pained a bit, but not like before.

"You there, get down below decks! Are you crazy. And you, get away from the railing, you'll get washed over board! You crazy bunch of lunatics, do you all want to die!!"

When Jonny had secured what he could, and the deck lay emprty, except the water and the few men needed there to help sail, he slowly made his way, agianst the wind and rain, towards the captaisn deck.

{OOC: You could have been shipwrecked during the storm...}

*In the middle of the ocean on a piece of wood from a ship a unconcious man is floating on a pice of wood.*

[OOC: Well Im the man and sense Might doesn't sound like a good name for this type of story unless its a nickname ill need a new name.]

{OOC: How about Mitelan? Or Mightoral, or something like that...}

[OOC] Me too^^ and Might is good for a nick name :) just say that your name is something like Erunion's suggestions, but that you comrades call you Might^^

[Seloc, better you pick him up, since everybody is on my longship and you are also a captain after all. It would not be fair or realistic,...so my thought was you finding him,...I mean if you don't want to I guess I will...]

[OOC:Excuse me I do not do God modding even though I don't know what it is. Whats the rules?]

*Might opens his yeyes and after a few minutes of coughing out waterhe looks up and says, "Excuse me? I didn't get the second part but im assuming you were asking my name but, which one?*

"Captain. It looks as though Seloc and the Blue Ray have picked up a floater agian. They're not really paying attention to where they're going."

Jonny said as he got up to the commanders deck. As jonny and Ragnarr looked back at the other ship, they noticed it start to veer off course a bit.

"Haha, well, they'd better fix it. Thats gonna take a bit to make better."

[ Seloc, you find a freezing man at sea and you start interogating him instead of giving him warm mead and furs to recover at least a bit?... rough captain ((: ]
"I see that, Bacardi." Ragnarr did not really worry what was going on the Blue Ray, as Lord Seloc was a very skillful sea captain.
The sun rose high above them and sent its warm spears at them. The wind grew weak and the waves dissapeared. The two ships had entered the waters after a storm. Sometimes no wind appeared for days after that, sometimes it recoveres by night time. Yet the hot sun and the lack of cool wind would surely bother them for some time.
"Sir Verll and Lord Septim, see to it that the mess after the storm is arranged. Erunion, see if the Lady Arnora is feeling fine. Lord Bacardi, report the damage caused."
The longships glided slowly on the almost still silent surface of the sea...

{OOC: How can Seloc become else but harsh, when he so irrationally despises us Elves? :P}

"Johansen, we can't allow the ship to get into the doldrums, these damn things could cause illness amongst the men. See if you and Alteran can get a wind going!" Johansen, obeying orders, started testing the sky, trying to call upon a wind.
Walking under the decks, Erunion knocked on the Lady's door. Being allowed in, Erunion asked; "How fares ye? I have been asked by our good captain to see how you are doing."

[[OOC: I know Seloc's harshness. I did three RPs on it! :)]]

Septim lost track of Erunion and instead went to Ragnarr. Ragnarr gave Septim his orders and Septim followed them. Septim started grabbing splintered woot and broken pieces of the mast and threw them into a pile.

Verll walked over to Ragnarr, asking what he should do. The answer was that he should go around checking if the sails were securely tied to the mast after the storm. He went over the ship and and all was good until he reached the last one.He looked up,and noticed the sail was badly tied to the mast after the storm, seeing no sailors close he decided to do it himself. He took of his jacket and started climbing up. After some seconds he reached the place where it was about to get lose. He quickly tied it together and started to climb down. But when he was about to start climbing something was reflected in his eyes, he looked up and saw something sticking out of the mast. He climbed up and took a look, and of all things it were a dagger! Somehow it had to be put there during the storm. The shaft was nice with a green emerald at the center and blue streaks going from the emerald and over the whole shaft. Unbelieving that no one had noticed it before him he reached up and started pulling it lose. Just at the moment he had it lose, something knocked him out, it felt like something had hit his head. With the dagger in one hand he started falling down...

As jonny is just about to walk back to report, to the captain, he happenes to take a last look at the torn up said, and sees a shape falling from the top of the mast.

IT'S VERLL!!

As Jonny sprints back towards the mast, he calls to Darius, Nolan and Hargarr to come help him out, and bring the extra canvas.

There wasn't much time. The quickly took sides of the canvas, Verll was only twenty feet away from shattering though the deck. Finally the had the canvas ready, with only ten feet to spare. The four men braced themselves, as Verll's body hit the canvas, and bounced back up a bit. It did this once more, having slowed considerably. However, then the dagger he was holding cut through the canvas, and he hit the floor with a large thud.

Jonny and Darius quickly ran to the fallen man, while Jonny told Nolan to go get tell the captain what happened. As Darius and Hargarr pick Verll up and carry him below decks, Jonny picks up the dagger.

A most unusual weapon, he had never seen it before. He would study it later, but first, Verll. Jonny followed the men down under the ship.

*Septim sat down and looked at the egg.

"Hmmmmm...now what is this? Erunion knows not...yet for some reason, I feel I've seen this before...I will have to ponder this later..."

*Septim places the egg gently into a small sack and places it into the chest in his room. He then locks it with several locks and walks out to the deck to see Verll flying off of the mast. Septim ran over to Jonny and looked upon the dagger.

"Strange...the Gods are acting...strange...oh well. Good find!"

*Septim walks over to the edge of the ship and looks out.

{OOC: Septim, ever heard of "Chain of Command?" High rank gives orders to lower ranking officer, who orders around the lowest tier...}

The ship was finally back in order. The men did not have much to do in the windless heat. Most of them took off their chain mail armor and took out cold beer from below. Others started dicing. There was no work to be done, not at all. The sail hung heavily from the mast.
"Sigurd, Ricmorn, Olaf, bring the light sail from beneath deck. Ironfounderson, Eyjolf and Thirkir - take down the sail and then put on the light one with the others,..." Ragnarr knew that the light sail would do little difference in these conditions, yet it was worth the effort.
He turned and looked at the Blue Ray, wondering what had happened with the man Lord Seloc found at sea...

*Might looks around after the man leaves and wonders where his dagger with a very expensive green emerald in its hilt is. After a few seconds of wondering he hears footsteps come down the stairs.*

[Might I've already entered the room...if you'ld be so kind as to answer my questions.]

*Septim looked out at sea, then walked down into his cabin where he pulled out a number of small rocks. Septim placed them all in a single line and started moving them around, every once in a while he curses and places them all back into a single line.

"I am from the village of Thorbarbadin, I sailed on the ship "Pink Lady" I was out at sea to chase a group of thieves but, thier dead now I guess." *Might then remembers that he had it in a pouch connected to his belt.*

"Who are you?"

[OOC] originally I and Jonny was making a story about the dagger, but it seems Jonny invited Might along and as far as I know it seems that they decided to have Might have another dagger that was quite like the one that I found....