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Post by Grylvak on Dec 12, 2010 21:57:57 GMT -5
"How 'bout I dun' kill yer captain fer doin' wut 'e did!?" Ceasar quickly snapped at the poor sailor. "Choose a bettah crew if yer Captain is a coward n'll kill ya. We're da Company, we got rules ya kno'. If yer wantin' ta become a membah n' join a new crew ya can go ta da office lad. Simple. Now get a move on n' get on with yer life 'owever ya choose it ta be."
Ceasar holstered his pistol, clenching his teeth slightly as he thought of the expenses of buying a boat for this thing that had come to his harbor. "Lass, r' ya wantin' ta go on bi land o' bi waters?" He asked her, knowing well enough they were a port, but wares had to go into the land at some point and caravans left the town often enough. She might be able to leave right away.
He sent the remaining soldiers to check out this Captain who had burst into the tavern and caused a ruckus. Last thing he needed was a riot started by those wretches.
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Post by Sellepa on Dec 12, 2010 22:39:23 GMT -5
"Land" She said. For now, Land was better. There was no food on the ocean save algae and plankton. She needed to build up the wood inside her. It would take time, but she could then go back to the sea. Back to her captain. If she became a tree, she would have enough wood to become a ship again. Then she could go out again to find her captain. She did want to stay near the ocean though.
"Can I travel across the coast. I can do anything you want to pay for the provisions. I don't mean to leech" She curtsied again. As if she were just a little girl and did not just swallow a knife whole. "I would appreciate a few men to come with me too...so I'm not alone." She tired her best to look humble.
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Post by Random RPG Events on Dec 12, 2010 23:29:57 GMT -5
"Fine" The sailor said. "I'm done with it. You can do what you want with her. I'm out of here."
The sailor just walked. He was done. It was waay to crazy to stay there anymore. He was done. Maybe he'll be a farmer. Yeah, he liked the land. Yeah land.
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Post by Grylvak on Dec 12, 2010 23:55:28 GMT -5
OOC: Lmao you are a great moderation. That post made me chuckle. Awesome stuff.
Ceasar blinked at the request of Lyre. Provisions he would give. But men... He didn't feel safe for the men. That girl...thing was honestly chilling the backbone of the harbor master.
"Well, honestly lass I was plannin' on givin' ya da provisions n' all. Ya bring trouble ta mi harbor n' it's bad fer da trade. Fightin' is a loss of profit fer this town..." He totally did not mean the trade of arms and warships. Canons and cannonballs could make a man very wealthy. "So ya dun' owe us anythin'. But I am reluctant ta give ya a few men ta follo' ya ta yer voyage. Ya see, I dun' kno' wut will stop ya frem eatin' 'em like ya ate da boar n' soup in da tavern."
He thought...maybe he could follow her, to make sure she wouldn't eat a few of his men? But then that would mean leaving the harbor without his official command. He would need time to think about it. Or would he? He did have several men who had even more experience then him in leading men and managing the harbor. Ceasar had gain his title via his father's heritage... That did not mean he was the best manager there was.
"Come with mi lass. We're ta prepare ya fer yer trip. I'll come alon' with some volunteers, eh?" He quickly stated, marching fast along the cobblestone towards the main keep. A stone fortress that overlooked the port and a strong point to keep pirates away....
Who would want to charge a large fort with the capabilities of firing hundred of canons at you at a longer range then you, when you can only take that many hits before sinking into the sea?
With a fast pace he led First Mate Lyre to his quarters where he began to assemble the things he would bring on his trip. On the way, he also gave orders to a messenger to get the provisions and volunteers with a short description of the mission.
This shouldn't be terrible.
"Do ya need to bring anythin' special besid's da food n' tents n' all tha'?"
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Post by Sellepa on Dec 13, 2010 0:17:52 GMT -5
She walked past the fort with her friend and began saw all of the cannons on top of the fort. They looked shiny and new, not like the old ones in her hull. Oh she wanted those.
She followed him to his quarters and when he asked if here anything special that she wanted, her eyes lit up. She had no ship so she could not use her favorite technique..unless the Captain would be so kind...
"A CANNON!" She yelled almost squealing. "Can I have one of those shiny cannons please please please PLEASE!!!" She was so excited. If she had a cannon she wouldn't feel scared anymore. "We are going to encounter trouble so wouldn't it be fun to bring one along. PLEASE PLEASE!!" She sounded like a little girl who wanted a piece of chocolate out of a candy store window. She knew what she wanted though.
"PLEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZEEEEEE!!!!!!!"
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Post by Grylvak on Dec 13, 2010 14:15:22 GMT -5
Ceasar was willing to give out the provisions and even a small boat. But a canon...Would she swallow that too?
"Uhm... a canon?" He wondered... He stopped preparing his gear and leaned against a wall, thoughtful. Then one of the serious questions finally struck him. "What will you do with the canon? Piracy?" He asked her, quite serious. The last thing he needed was to supply the criminals he most hated with weaponry.
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Post by Sellepa on Dec 13, 2010 14:41:00 GMT -5
"No of course not!" She said defensively. "It's for self-defense. I don't have any cannons since I am no longer near my ship. I feel so defenseless without one. " The whole time her head churned with this idea of piracy. Was she a pirate? No she was a ship. Ships can't be pirates right? The what about a pirate ship? Is a pirate ship still a pirate? Or is it because of the people on it? If a pirate ship had no pirates, would it be a pirate ship? ANYWAYS She REALLY wanted a cannon. and REALLY wanted to fire it at least once before they left on their journey. "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!! JUST ONE CANNON! PLEEEEEEAAASSSSEEEEEE I'll Be REALLY careful with it. PLEEEEAAASSSSEEEEEEEEE???!!!!!!"
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Post by Sellepa on Jan 11, 2011 10:37:22 GMT -5
"PREEEETTTTTYYYY PPPLLLEEEAASSSEEE" She said again. "It's just one cannon. Do I need to pay for it or something?!" Lyre was impossibly anxious. A cannon meant she could use one of her most powerful attacks. She would then feel safer as they travelled along the seashore in search of a way back to her ship. "PLEEEEEAAASSSEEE"
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