"I've travelled on a ship as well as part of an Ulfen reiver crew, not much choice in the matter kinda like on this ship, but I learned a few things, like drinking water is very important"
He emphasises his point by filling the bucket he swabbing the deck with by using his create water.
"Wow, so are you from the Lands of the Linnorn Kings? Never been there myself." She then added, "You must have some interesting stories."
Sunny's large, expressive blue eyes seem to grow even wider at people's telling of their tales and travel. She almost hangs off ever word, though some times she repeats a new word she hasn't probably heard before.
At noting the comments by Sawib to the other, quiet fellow though what her thoughts are remain unknown as she suddenly bounces over to Stoma,
"Here! I heard that were a place wher tha' water.. tha' water it jus' stops!" She says sounding completely incredulous. She waves a tanned arm out over the rolling waves,
"Whut sort'a power be it can make tha' whole ocean jus' stop?" She asks, her thoughts obviously warring between believing/understanding the tales she's heard and what she currently knows of the world. She looks to Stoma for understanding/explanations.
A little taken aback..
"Yes I have a few stories, but mainly tales of harsh realities and yes Suny the water looks like it stops but it doesn't it flows around the areas of land that are high enough that they stick out of the water"
"HA!" And the tanned Elf does a little victory jump, throwing a fist into the air, "I knew-ed it! Is all'a, what-cha' call it? Tales of taller an' magic an' stuffs!" (^_^)
Suddenly oblivious to those around her, the lass begins to skip and jiggle about with glee.
While happy for her friend, the undine asked her to calm down.
"Now don't get too excited Sunny. Remember we have to be careful. And maybe one day Stoma you can tell us those stories of yours."
"I've been on a few different vessels. The most recent i was doing very well but the crew took affront, got me drunk and here i am. Funny that."Drak says with a cold, sharp laugh. "I've never met an Undine before i didn't know you could drink sea water. Thats a skill that could be most useful." He says to Jerieth, clearly impressed by this ability.
Sighing, Jerieth wasn't pleased. She had thought about tricking Plugg into letting her and Drak be the riggers but she decided against it. The undine had a lot of pride in herself and she wouldn't taint it by begging such a despicable man like Plugg. Still she wasn't above rubbing the fact that he was unfair and overlooked her talents in his face! Oh that thought brought a smile to her face.
She then said to Drak, "Thank you. At least someone knows how to treat a lady fairly, and good luck on being rigger, wish I was up there with you."
She then thanked Maheem saying, "Thank you Maheem for telling us. We appreciate it."
Jerieth smiles at him as she goes back to scrubbing.
Redo falls silent and moves as far away from Jerieth as possible, to the opposite side of the group. He continues to stand there as the undine furiously scrubs and polishes the deck, pointedly ignoring her attempts at communication.
I cannot believe she just openly talked of mutiny! Mere minutes after a man was keel-hauled for thievery! And out in the open air, no less!
Redo eyes the other crew on the deck going about their business, the few in the rigging...one over at the opposite rail, coiling rope...
and this Maheem, a senior sailor or another officer? Turning Jerieth in would be an excellent play for him. Rooting out trouble before it showed up would be an easy way for him to show loyalty to the officers...it would be highly unfortunate for Jerieth though.
Perhaps if everyone ignores her...treats her like she is mad, we can keep her alive? Is she even worth the effort?
Redo ponders this a bit while waiting for Maheen to take them on the "tour" of the Wormwood, and deep down he wonders if everyone will survive the day.
Still grinning and jiggling slightly Sunny bounces to attention and snaps Maheem a salute,
"Aye SIR!" She 'falls' in and awaits his instructions. (^_^)
Jerieth noticed that Redo was quiet. Wondering if she had somehow inadvertently offended him she went over to him and began talking to him.
"What's wrong Redo? Something bothering you? You're not getting seasick are you mate?"
Deciding that he might be concerned about the keelhauling, she put an arm around him and whispered, "Now don't you worry Redo. All we have to do is be extra careful until we reach port and then we're jumping ship, lay low for awhile until the Wormwood leaves us and then we'll find another ship to serve on. So all we have to do is survive and be careful. Especially me, since Plugg is eyeing me butt like I was some sort of brothel b%%!*."
She then smiled at Redo and went back to work.
Stoma snaps to doing his work scrubbing and such.
Jerieth noticed that Redo was quiet. Wondering if she had somehow inadvertently offended him she went over to him and began talking to him.
"What's wrong Redo? Something bothering you? You're not getting seasick are you mate?"
Yep...definitely touched by madness.
Redo quickly plastered a smile on his face and froze, scared to make any moves that might set her off.
She put an arm around him and whispered, "Now don't you worry Redo. All we have to do is be extra careful until we reach port and then we're jumping ship, lay low for awhile until the Wormwood leaves us and then we'll find another ship to serve on. So all we have to do is survive and be careful. Especially me, since Plugg is eyeing me butt like I was some sort of brothel b+*~#."She then smiled at Redo and went back to work.
Redo sighed as he watched her go back to her scrubbing. He turned back to Maheem and waited for him to continue.
Smiling at Maheem, she talks to him a bit, "So Maheem how long have you served on the Wormwood and do you like to hear stories? Hm...has anyone told you that you are a good pirate not to mention if you ask me, you have the makings of a great warrior?"
Jerieth smiled at the man, turning on the charm a bit.
Sawib begins his work but keeps an eye on Maheem, not trusting the myriad of styles displayed by the large man.
As Jerieth scrubs she tries to figure out anything else she can determine that could help out her and her fellow recruits, while she also looked around for the other recruits, especially the redheaded woman. Something about her pendant looked familiar...
"Hey Maheem, if you have any insights for a new group of recruits, please tell us, even if it's just to stop bugging you or you'll throw us overboard."
"Or possibly sparring matches, for those of us inclined for those things."
Jerieth decided to wait and thanked Maheem for the tour but decided against it, especially when he gave her a look.
Unfortunately, Plugg already has his eye on me, and it's not to keep me out of trouble.
While she doesn't know much about her still absent redheaded quarry, she does recognize that the symbol is the holy symbol of Besmara, commonly worshipped by sailors. The undine does notice that their guide is wearing several magical rings granting him protection and concealment. Still Jerieth was going to be extra careful, deciding to stay close to the others.
Sunny skips and bounces along with the group, blond head bobbing as she acknowledges all the different places of interest Master Maheem indicates. (^_^)
Sunny's interest is also piqued at what ever it is that has the other group all interested.
Stoma notices the rapt attention the rest of the crew is showing.
Redo pays rapt attention to the instructions provided, totally missing whatever else was happening with the rest of the crew.
"Maheem, a question. If I had some skill in ship work and repair, is there an officer I should report to after my time in the bilge?" he asks, cautiously. "I have some skill at repair, patching, caulking and so on..."
Sunny stands and waits, absently 'swishing' the hem of her shirt as she does so....
And.. lookin' around at all there is to be seein'...
Unaware of why, Sawib observes the gathered group and waits for the tour to finish.
Jerieth gathers around with the others wondering what is going to happen next.
Stoma gathers around
Redo moves forward with the group, cautiously.
"You forgot one lesson it seems. Always stick together"
Says Stoma as he semi-flinches at his most likely fate.
Sunny blinks as the shirt is ripped from her tanned self, only to go 'splat' as Maheem's other hand delivers a bone crushing blow from behind the subterfuge.
"Owie..."
Sunny lies bonelessly where she's fallen
(@_@)
Stoma kinda tries to pick himself up off the deck, he looks at his fellow "recruits" and nods.
"Wonderful." Redo says in a bit of a squeak, as he attempts to draw in breath. "What is a Challenge?" he finally gasps, still bent over at the waist, hands on knees.
Hopefully they all learn from this. Caution and patience are the best way to survive until a proper opportunity arises.
Drak rubs his nose thanking his lucky stars that it isnt broken. [b]"Are these duels to the death or until someone yields?"[b] Drak asks.
I have never seen someone that big move that fast. I will have to try to get on his good side. Seems like he would be helpful in a fight.
Jerieth groans as she struggles to get up. She manages to stumble forward to Maheem grinning like she had gone mad.
She continues to grin as she says to Maheem, "Good fighting form.
*Cough, ph-tuey*
"Tha' ship done moved......." Sunny lies where she's fallen, blinking slowly.
"I thik.. I thik I broked somat..."
Drak bends over and picks the stunned Sunny. He'll carry her to her bunk and set her down. "You'll be fine after a good rest. Nothing looks broken." He says with a smile.
Sawib remains silent, though the slight grimace on his face suggests that the hits startle and stun the tall man. After the series of hits, he puts a hand on his midsection to steady himself, but he remains standing.
At the comment from Sunny, he shakes his head.
"You'll survive this. We all will." Sawib blinks and for just a moment, his eyes are black like a doll's eyes. Still friendly but the pupils look strange. Definitely not human. But after blinking again, his eyes return to normal.
He returns to swabbing the deck and cleaning the rails, occasionally observing the location of Maheem.
"Ouch...that's a very unique way to explain the rules aboard this ship to new recruits. But you're right Stoma, we need to stick together if we are going to survive working aboard this ship. As for what I'm going to do tonight, I'm going to mingle with the rest of crew. Try and create some friends aboard this death trap. Anyone interested in joining?"
She leans against the railing, breathing hard as she looks at the endless sea.
I'm going to survive this ship, figure out a way off it, get my own ship, and woo that beautiful redheaded siren for several nights of passion!
Well not in particular order. Besmara, Calistria, and Desna, aid me in these endeavors and protect my new friends as we try to survive this ship, Jerieth prays to her three goddesses as she swears to survive serving aboard the Wormwood.
The undine refused to allow this to destroy her spirit and swore she would become an excellent captain and surpass her own father!
In the meantime she follows Sawib's example and continues swabbing the deck.
Sawib looks to the strange woman and shakes his head.
"You are not much familiar with the Shackles are you?"
Jerieth smiles at Sawib before replying.
"Oh I know how ruthless the Shackles can be. Doesn't mean that I let it destroy my morals nor do I let it tear down my friendly personality and turn me into something I'm not mate. I've sailed aboard both privateer and pirate ships so I know how it is. And I've survived because I believed in several things: my goddesses Besmara, Calistria, and Desna; my friends; my love of the sea and freedom; my promise to me mother that I would make her proud, may Calistria bless her departed soul, and my dreams to become as famous as my father. So yeah the Shackles can be harsh but it doesn't mean that you let it transform you into something you're not or into something you don't want to be. There are good people here. You just have to look hard to find them. And my father was from the Shackles and he was both a pirate and a good man, so there you go. So I'm going to do all I can to survive and become a captain one day just like my dad."
She continues to smile as she begins to hum a pirate tune. But she adds, "And one more thing: I'm stubborn and hardheaded so that's a plus for me as well." She then points to her scar on her face.
"Got this scar from a man who sold children into slavery. I'll tell you the story about it later tonight."
She then went back to swabbing and humming.