Still panting a bit from her scamper up into the rigging she blinks, obviousness nonplussed, at Mr Pluggs actions in regarding Drake. Moving to hep her fellow crew mate recover.
With the order to set them selves up in the crew quarters Sunny skips down and sorts out her hammock placement and such.
With but a few minutes she doesn't really have time to get to know any of her new friends before she scampers back up on deck for Mr Plugg's lessons and education.
The big man just watches the actions of Plugg, trying to remain calm as he sees the officer brutally test his fellow...prisoner? Sawib nods to the other captives as he heads to the cabins, stripping his shirt off and revealing a wide series of scars that show definite service in the sea faring arts. Twisting the linen shirt, he wrings the sweat from it, a slow stream of liquid drizzling to the wood. Shaking it out, he slips the bellowy cloth over broad shoulders.
"The rigging here seems poorly maintained.." he remarks to the rest.
Jerieth is shocked. She doesn't understand how she didn't get the rigging job. Surely she was the better climber! She was greatly infuriated, not at Drake, but at Mr. Plugg.
She stayed quiet, still red in the face at the unfairness of the situation.
While still clearly annoyed at how things turned out in the climb, she turned and looked at the redheaded woman, thereby noticing she was wearing a sliver necklace with a holy symbol attached to it in ivory.
Still rubbing his face Stoma uses his knowledge of being on a ship to help find a good place to bunk.
Redo, happy to be saved from plunging to the deck, merely grins at his misfortune, waving to the sailors below as the catcalls begin.
I am not cut out for the rigging anyways. Now to see if they have a library...or an archive somewhere on this boat. he laughs at the thought, and despite a strained leg, is still laughing inwardly at his misfortune as he hauls himself upright (with some assistance) and gingerly climbs down.
Clapping Drake on his back, Mr Plugg suddenly slams a fist right into his midriff, knocking off all the air from him causing Drake to see stars for a brief moment as his vision tethers.
The sudden violence erases the levity however, and Redo heads below, looking for a place to stake out for himself. He looks speculatively at his fellow captives as he heads below. I wonder if any of these people will be good to work together with...or if they are only out to protect their own hides...time will tell.
"Well that was an interesting way to give you your job." he says, clapping Drak on the shoulder. "I wonder if I will have to swallow iron and crap nails to become the ship's carpenter?"
Sunny smiles, friendly like, to those bustling about making themselves comfortable in the crew quarters, but with only a few minutes to do so she's more concerned about getting things set up right before she has to report back to Mr Plugg.
Sawib just chuckles, looking at the crossed arms of the sailors. Bravado, whether false or not, was something he never really approved of or saw a need for. Men like that tried to set their position by a lot of talk and not a lot of experience.
He leans against one of the walls, watching how his fellows deal with this...development.
Oh I'm not liking where this is heading...
Jerieth went to Mr. Plugg's private quarters and knocked. She knew she had some offensive spells ready but a well placed kick would also work as well.
Stoma sighs at the predicament and shows off a little power and forms ice around his hands. He then walks to the area indicated and gives it a bit of a dousing with water and then dries the area off
"Before I come over there...what sort of higher position? Because if it is sleeping with you then here's my answer: thank you for the offer but no. Not to mention I don't think you could handle me, especially since I'm the daughter of the Golden Serpent, a pirate from around here."
With that she quickly left and hightailed it back to be with the others.
Sunny helps folks 'move in' to the space that the 'Regular' crew deem worthy of their talents.
"Um.... so whut be Master Plugg's general lessons like?" She asks the old hands, hoping to strike up some conversation within the short time they have before experiencing Mr Pluggs views personally.
And she skips back, possibly having dropped something some where she shouldn't...
"You sure think highly of that little blade." Sawib remarks, still leaning against the ship's wall.
"Think it makes you special?"
Jerieth ran back to where everyone was, hoping to talk to the redhead woman, when she saw the commotion talking place. Upon hearing Sawib comment on the other man's dagger, she glanced at it trying to seeing if it was magical while also trying to think of some old sailor stories that might prove useful, although she was more concerned about what was going on.
"Now now. There's no reason to fight or start something we all are going to regret. We need to work together if we are going to keep from getting lashes. Or worse. We need to look out for one another as no one else is, and I doubt Mr. Plugg will be doing it. So let's put this behind us and start working together, because the moment we start trying to strangle each other that's the moment things fall apart, including the ship we are all on, mates," the undine said diplomatically to the other sailors hoping to influence them and start being friends.
Mentally breathing a sigh of relief, she is suddenly startled by the tanned Vudrani man appearing next to her.
Damn! I'm going to have a heart attack if this keeps up! I also better let someone know about Plugg and his desires for me.
After recovering, again, she walked next to Sawib, and whispers what had transpired between Plugg and her.
"Apparently he is lusting after me so if possible could you and the others keep an eye out for me please? I can handle myself but it doesn't hurt to have friends to keep you safe."
She was no stranger to the duties aboard a ship but still she had usually been a rigger but at least now she knew why Plugg had overlooked her climb and given the job to someone else, which made the whole matter unfair and just downright plain wrong.
Sawib nods to the Vudrani, observing his stance as they all head back up toward deck.
"What school?" the fellow practitioner asks in casual observation, as he knots the sleeves of his shirt from elbow length up to shoulder height.
Could there be another one of the Masters' pupils on board?
This one didn't look familiar, but Sawib had graduated from the tutelage decades ago.
As the woman speaks, he turns to her and nods.
"Many of us will draw attention, I fear. It is the way of new recruits. We will either endure and survive, or we will break and be devoured."
Stoma heads upstairs
"Many thanks there for the assist, guess I almost got to see how flashy these gifts can be?"
"Hm...I see. Still, it would be best if we stick together, mate. I don't think Plugg and Scourge like us very much...well in my case, Plugg is lusting after me. Anyhow, we need to be careful. Because we are the newbies here, mate, and we don't have many friends here."
The undine rolled her shoulders back some as she made her way towards the deck. It was then that she saw Jake tied to the mast. She shuddered as the fact that this was once again a ship captained by a man who would have been stripped of his position of captain and tossed into jail if he was a member of the Andoren Navy was once again confirmed.
Oh this isn't going to be good. Besmara, Calistria, and Desna watch over this man and his soul. Guide him to his eternal rest, and when the time is right, grant me the strength and power to avenge his death.
She tried to see if she saw any of the others who were press ganged as well, hoping to speak with them and try to get them to join here and the others as it appeared that friends were going to be in short supply aboard the Wormwood.
With her hammock strung and her space 'ship shape' Suny listens to the conversations flowing about her, though she has nothing to add.
With a jaunty wave to the 'Old hands' she skips along, scampering up the ladder to once again stand upon the Wormwood's rolling deck.
(^_^)
"I doubt you'd have to swallow them but you might end up malleting your own hand. If its as outright as the rigging was." Drak responds.
Drak heads topside. Standing close to his fellow recruits.
Jerieth lend over and congratulated Drak telling him, "Congratulations mate on getting the rigging job. Although I should have gotten it, but Plugg wanted to...well he was lusting after me which is why he overlooked my climb. Nothing against you. You did excellently well in the climb as well."
She smiled at him as the undine added, "Since Plugg is chasing my skirt, I might need some help on keeping an eye on him. Just to be safe."
The muscled Garundi turns his back after the spectacle is done, walking over to his new crew mates.
The scarred man clears his throat and speaks slowly.
"This appears to be a...pleasant experience for the officer. That does not bode well."
The actions of the officers doesn't seem to phase Sunny, though her demeanor shows more consternation than anything else. The order of getting to work does seem to cheer the Elf lass up some.
This is why we didn't do keelhauling in the Andoren privateers.
Jerieth sighs as she takes note that she needs to be extra careful on this vessel. One thing for certain though...when she became captain, there would be no keelhauling!
When the Garundi mentioned that the officers enjoyed it, she thought about spitting but decided against. She didn't want to send the...right message, not yet anyways. She nodded and whispered, "Best we be extra cautious friend."
Sunny scratches at her blond mop,
"There be somat about tha' talkin' I dun't get." She looks to her friends obviously puzzled by something.
"So. We's got tha' order that we can't be killin' no one. Else we get punished by bein' kil't." To which Sunny nods, "I mean, makes sense. Ye dun't try an' kill some one less'n they be rilly tryin' hard t' kill ye first, like"
She glances towards Mr Plugg and those he's grouped with.
"Now.. d'ye s'pose that includes tha' officers? They answer ta' Captain, like us, right? So... they can't be killin' no one.. lest they get kil't 'em selfs..." She shakes her blond mop.
"Argh! Makein' people's sense does me nut in some times." (>_<)
Redo walks over and lays a calming hand on Sunny's shoulder.
"Sunny, I do not believe that the world is that ordered. Engineering works that way. Magic works that way. People do not." he says. "You can rest assured that the officers can strike you down where you stand, and will get nothing but a tounge-lashing by the Captain."
"I think that the Captain only really trusts the officers...and them only barely. They have known one another the longest, and thus have long bonds. But the rest of us are mere chaff to be ground beneath their bootheels, or turned into grease for the capstan."
"It's easy .. on this ship you get to bully those below you, you have to get or take power to stop being bullied, me i'm going the take power route when I can"
Stoma eyes begin to glow blue as he speaks of the harsh reality aboard the Wormwood.
Jerieth nodded in agreement.
"Aye mateys. This be no way to run a ship. A captain looks after his crew and they look after her. Of course that's how I would run a ship when I become captain. Captain Jerieth has a nice ring to it. Anyhow, Stoma and Redo you two would make fine officers if I was in charge. The same goes for you too Sunny and Sawbi, and Drak too. Still we have to survive serving aboard this accursed ship. And so let's do that." She made sure to say all of this low enough so only her fellow new recruits could hear her. She continues to scrub the deck.
Redo walks over and lays a calming hand on Sunny's shoulder.
"Sunny, I do not believe that the world is that ordered. Engineering works that way. Magic works that way. People do not." he says.
"You can rest assured that the officers can strike you down where you stand, and will get nothing but a tongue-lashing by the Captain."
"I think that the Captain only really trusts the officers...and them only barely. They have known one another the longest, and thus have long bonds. But the rest of us are mere chaff to be ground beneath their boot-heels, or turned into grease for the capstan."
Sunny listens intently to what Redo explains, looking thoughtful and contemplative. She frowns a little.
"Oh, I weren't talkin' about tha' world. Jus' about tha' way tha' Captain as-plained about things done here." She looks to Plugg and those gathered around him.
"What ye be sayin' I can un'erstand. I jus'.... Tha' whole 'Lets take people... but not care if'n we bust 'em, or break 'em..'. It don't make no real sense ta' me. Ye gon'a run out'a peoples if'n ye keep doin' things like that." She ponders things some more.
Jerieth smiled at Sunny's words, replying, "Aye, Sunny those be true words you speak. Unfortunately, there be people who are like Plugg and Scourge in the world. Just as there are people like us who aren't like them."
Sunny grins back in reply to Jerieth,
"Ah! Is a whole bunch easier when t'is us an' 'em!" Sunny nods,
"Knowin' where things be? That be half way ta' knowin' most every thing!" (^_^)
Cursing in Aquan, Jerieth began to worry. She looked at the man and nodded, smiling. She wonders what his story was. Maybe this evening she could ask him not to mention continue her wooing of the redheaded woman...
The undine then asked, "Did y'all mates know that we undines are able to drink sea water. Everyone else can't. I guess it's because I have triton and marid in my blood. Always loved the sea. My dad was an undine pirate named Brek the Golden Serpent, as that was the name of his ship. He rescued my mom when she was a slave to a genie binder from Qadira who was having her whipped to death for spilling wine onto his new fancy clothes. They fell in love and when he left Absalom, he promised to return to her. But he was captured and tortured to death by Chelish and Qadiran bounty hunters. He made a lot of enemies, but he made lot of friends, here in the Shackles, Riddleport, and especially in Andoran. It was because of him I was able to find work in Andoran."
She continued to scrubbing the deck as she wet further into her story, "I came to Port Peril to see if I could learn more about my dad and to find my destiny here as well. So what were the rest of you doing in Port Peril before you were press ganged?"
The Garundi stares back at the man and nods slowly, trying to get a sense of the man who seems not to speak.
"What was your school?" Sawib asks their new visitor. This was too familiar a set of moves to be coincidence.
She continued to scrubbing the deck as she wet further into her story, "I came to Port Peril to see if I could learn more about my dad and to find my destiny here as well. So what were the rest of you doing in Port Peril before you were press ganged?"
Suny smiles brightly to Jerieth,
"I hitched a ride on'a BOAT! I come ta' see tha' WORLD!" She exclaims proudly/enthusiastically/happily. (^_^)
Nodding at Sunny and smiling a bit, the undine replied, with a chuckle and giggle, "Well you got your wish in a manner of speaking. Stick with me mate and we will go places. I've been to Andoran, Taldor, Varisia, and even to Thuvia. Geniekin like me are well liked in Thuvia. But I've always like traveling. It's like my dad said in his journal, the journey is what counts although the rewards at the end are just as good but they become sweeter when you consider all the rewards you gain along the way."
She then turns and looks at Sawib and asks, "School? I'm going to take a wild guess here but do you mean school of fighting?"
Jerieth was curious about her Garundi friend.