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*Ragnarr enters after Septim and says loudly.*
"We should not fight here, we need to get men for..."
*At that moment some bearded man crashes a bottle on Ragnarr's shoulder. Ragnarr turns and immediatly punches the person in the face with some force. Another person grabs him, but Ragnarr doesn't care who he is and aslo hits him with a fist. Soon the whole fight was around him and tables, chairs and everything around was being smashed.*

*Seloc leaves the ship following orders, With a spring in his step he set of in search of a ship to sail. The spring was short lived, as he rounded a corner he experienced the most vile sight ever; the slave market. Alno Seloc was a pirate he could not abide slavers, he was about to do a quick turn and retreat find some other way to the dockmasters house. When a guy waved him over, Seloc reluctenly approched the man.*

"I understand your looking for slaves, called me Asan."
"Actually no......"*A thought occured to Seloc*"yes....three score to be precise."

*Asan let off a loud bark. Immediatly three very large men ran over towards them. Out of instinct Seloc hand went for his sword hilt, Asan eyed Seloc as the men came to a uniformed stop behind his-self.*

"I hope you got the money before making such claims, I don't like being played."
"Of course."
"Right this way then Sir."

*Seloc spent the next 2 hours picking 60 of the first slaves his saw all the time Asan eyeing him strangly.*

"Drop them by the Stormborn later, you will also recieve you payment there."
"Aye sir."

*After having bought the majority of slaves at the market, Seloc Strode down the street without looking back. When a terrible thought occured to him, how many more slave were there out there....*

*Fizban (having strangely escaped from the Sirens) walks in on the barfight and looks around..*

My, my, such a lively crowd in here. You know, I've seen many a great adventure start out like this.

*Fizban watches a chair fly by towards Septim and he sits down at the bar*

Eh, give me some tea or somethin' to drink barkeep?

*Fizban, a guy that looks kinda old, thinks about it a moment and leans on his staff*

Well, I've got to say that there is more to life than riches, so no I haven't really thought about ir.

*After the barfight Septim walks up to a back allyway full of thugs

"Would you be interested in joining our crew? Our journey is full of plunder and riches"

 Thug : "What you be saying dogg, you talking all up in the smart side!"

"Yo, join our gang, we be blowing stuff up and looting rich guys, we also got a pimped out boat!"

Thug: "Now you be speaking my tongue, I meet yo asses at the docks!"

*The thug walked away and Septim went to go tell Ragnarr of his recruiting

"Well, they can help us steal another ship...I have a feeling they might be good at that for some reason..."

*Septim was exited when he saw the tavern, expecting another bar fight...he was disapointed when he saw it was peacefull

[[OOC: I may not be able to log on for the next four days...so just say that I act like I always do! Drunk and stupid!]]

*Fizban perks up*

"Able bodied eh? Well.. that's what the lasses keep telling me but that's beyond the point, though I do know mystical secrets of the arcane in fact..!"

*Fizban jumps up and two things happen. First, he realizes that he was talking to nobody in particular as Ragnarr already left, next his staff knocks into an oil lamp and sends it into the alchohol covered floor. As the flames begin to spread quickly, Fizban makes a hasty exit. As he starts to look for this longship and its crew, Fizban sounds rather sane for a moment as he talks to himself.*

"A group of adventurers, eh? Well... I guess I'll be having to keep an eye on 'em and make sure that they'll be able to make it."

*Chuckling, he begins to shuffle down the street towards the harbor.*

*Seloc had been stroling the streets for hours till he realise he didn't know where the dockmasters was, he sort help from the locals but well they didn't really want to waste time on such a figure. After a while Seloc got rather annoyed at being talked down too, so he stopped talking to people altogether. Unforunatly a tri-o of thugs decided that Seloc was a dumb talking gold piece. They cornered him in an alley, two blocking of one end and the largest blocking of the other. There was no talk just a strong sence of loathing. Seloc drew steel first and went for the end of the alley blocked only by one, he charged and attacked the thug unmethodically. It was no use he could never beat him, The great navigator against the lowly theif. Seloc disengaged the duel as a neatly aimed sword slash took half his ear off, He dashed strait for the remaining two, but before he could reach them he slipped on a larger than average pile of *beep* going down face first he crashed into the smaller. Before anyone could recover Seloc ran. With no sence of direction the navigator was lost and running for his life.*

*Septim then sees Seloc being chased by two beefy looking thugs, Septim walks by them seemingly drunk until he trips one of them with his foot and stabs him while he's down, Septim then throws a throwing dagger at the other one, hitting him in the eye...

"Come on Seloc, we don't want to lose our navigator to a bunch of fat slimy thugs, now do we?"

*Septim continues walking with Ragnarr

(Ragnarr I afraid I need to die on Sunday, im going on holiday for 12 days. Can I get you or Septim to write my death for me on the Sunday, nothing to fancy a ship accident or something.)

*After being saved rather boringly. Seloc decides to skip the dockmaster and a find a ship at the docks they could steal. Once there he found the perfect ship the 'Blue Ray' the same make as the stormborn but without the improvements, a simple ship to build his captaincy upon. A thought struck him it wouldn't be captain Ragnarr anymore it would be Admiral Ragnarr....*

(Well I don't mind dying i'll undoubtably revive myself when I get back, just thought it would be an interesting thing to write about, it would certainly be interesting to read about it.)

*Seloc returns to the Stormborn having accoplised what he set out to do, Find a ship and crew. He reported his findings to the admiral, so he may make a plan.*

*Ragnarr stands on the boarding plank, awaiting any men, willing to join his crew. After some time about fifteen sea dogs from the Thunder Isles up in the north came to join. Then ten men from the southern lands of Neresia came, keen on sailing off. After that another twenty men came, from Mullendore, Baskell Bay and the Kurth Fjords. What was really strange was that four women later on joined. At first Ragnarr laughed when they came to the dock where the Stormborn was. But then, we he took a closer look at them, he changed his mind. They were tall pretty women with long curly black hair and some-what swarthy skin. They had double axes made from twilight iron and probably dark steel, hanging from their backs. Ragnarr thought about having four warriors from the Lonely Isles on his longship, and decided they would be valuable. By midday, the Stormborn had all the crew it needed. Ragnarr decided to inspect Seloc's longship. He left his own and went off to search the "Blue Ray." After some time he found it and boarded it.*
"It's not bad at all, Seloc, but,....where did you get all the crew from? Mine came from all over the place,.."

*Ragnarr sighes..*
"Well, it's your ship, it's yer crew...We'll be setting sail as soon as yer ready, since the Stormborn is ready to go.. Just have no idea where Defensive and Samus  are, ... Samus was supposed to fix the weapons in the local blacksiths, Defensive was supposed to buy arrows,...but, I'm sure they will come,..."

(probly the last post i can make for long time so....)

*The 'Blue Ray' left the dock following the 'Stormborn', it's oars all over the place. It manages to pull up some what near 'Stormborn's' starboard side. Most of the crew wave happily, dropping what ever jobs they were doing. As a result three rather heavy ropes snapped, and the sail folded, knocking five men into the water and snapping the main mast. Seloc sighs heavily and starts shouting over to the 'Stormborn'.*

"Looks like we have a problem Skip...er...Admiral, we're going to have to dock and get this repaired, you go on. I know where your going even if you don't, we'll meet you there!"  (I.e where-ever you are when I get back.)

*This remark was treated with great humor aboard the 'Stormborn' and shame aboard the 'Blue Ray'*

"That they shall,..."

-The longship sailed away from the small rocky island of Ironkeep, passing cautiously by the reefs and rocks surrounding it. The new crew was doing well for now. The only slight problem was having more women on board besides Samus, since most of the crew thought it was bad luck for the whole ship, but the warriors from the Lonely Isles did just fine. Ragnarr was quite disapointed sailing alone with out the "Blue Ray". Where the hell did he get that crew? , thought Ragnarr to himself.-
"Septim, since Seloc is not here, I'll be navigator as well. And Septim, check were Samus, Defensive and Watch are, they seem to be very quite of late,..."

[[OOC: Seloc, you, and I were the only active people, I'll PM them all though...I won't start the battle until somebody else is here]]

*Septim draws his sword and Slasher gets into a combat stance

"FIRE!"

*Arrows go across the ship, slaughtering sailors, the few thugs from the ally that snuck on the ship pulled out 9mm pistols

"I blast thine ass to kingdom come!"

*Ignore the highlighted part, just a bit of comic relief!

(ooc - I'm here only for a bit since I have problems with internet - guys, yer facing a sea serpent, a sea monster, not a pirate ship, damn it. Any way, new adventures will follow when I return, and that I hope will be after two days. I'd be happy to see Samus, Defensive, and GAW back. I'll be back soon.)

(I'm putting an end to this forum. T'was fun, though we never reached the good part,...but with absolute lack of any activity here, I can't do a thing. The Stormborn's forum ends here, though I could continue it later on...maybe....)

*Seloc's ships pulls up just in time to hear the forum was ending : (*

[ I really want to continue this game. Who wants me to start from the part we set sail from Ironkeep? ]::[ New players are more than welcome to join the crew, please see what happened before to understand how the game is played ]

                                                 :::Posts:::

Navigator -

Second in command -

Bard -

Watch -

Master-at-Arms -

Master-at-Bow -

In addition :: we can have a mage on the ship if possible.

                                :::Positions:::

All can wander about the boat, but your battlestations are these:
Navigator - at the back near the rudder oars, where I am, near the navigator's chest and working tools.
Second in command - at the back near the rudder oars where I am, and patrolling the whole ship and inspecting the crew.
Watch - at the front of the ship. Yer sharp eye should spot all that is ahead. You can also go on the top of the mast if you can.
Master-at-Arms - preferably near the mast, around the lads and near the weapon store.
Master-of-Bow - you patrol the whole ship with yer bow, but mostly you should be at front with the watch.

                                   :::Rules:::

I am the cap'n, the master and commander on The Stormborn. You all follow my orders, except on raids, when I tell you you're free to do whatever you like. However, I will be expecting you back on the longship with the plunder. Except from me, you follow The second in command's orders, however he listens to me.

                                     :::The Journey:::

This journey will be long, hard, but promising. We shall plunder many wealthy cities, though a long way awaits us first. All the obstacles ( and situations , such as pirates ahead, or land ahead, or storms ) I will inform of them ( the watch is still there, but I'm something like the gamemaster, let's say.)

Navigator - Seloc (DUH!)

Second in command - Gaius Septim II (I am ready to set sail, I wonder if Samus, Game and Watch, and Defensive will join again...although I think Defensive has quit!)

Bard -

Watch -

Master-at-Arms -

"Right skip ready to sail!"

Master-at-Bow -

lol read that list carefully.

that mage it meant to be Fizban right?