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I believe Mahlugul is still unconscious from the rat fight. I've lost track.
Mahlugul manages to complete the bilge work without getting fatigued.
Mahlugul drinks his rum ration.
Mahlugul rages and stomps the nearest rat.
Mahlugul is not one to hold back. He jumps in and takes the AoOs.
Mahlugul squeezes down the ladder and attacks the nearest rat.
Mahlugul growls as the others jump in front of him, "Lead on, by all means. These bilge vermin should be worthy opponents for you." He follows after Vanyel.
Mahl smiles at the ifrit, showing an impressive array of jagged teeth. "Yes, I'll take your sorcery."
Mahlugul yawns, "Killing rats is better than swabbing decks. And besides, I prefer killing with my hands." Mahlugul cracks his knuckles and leads the way downstairs.
Mahl will work diligently and will generally spend the day sulking.
Mahlugul steps forward to Tan's side, wincing at the combined pain from the recent lashing and the evening beat down. " ... like rabid dogs. Now move fools while you still can." He smiles an evil grin and cracks his knuckles.
Mahlugul drops to the deck with a grunt.
Mahlugul rages and lunges at Japes with a round house punch.
Mahlugul will walk up to Jape and this cronies, "Boys, is there a problem?" He cracks his knuckles and flexes his considerable muscles.
Feeling sociable after the shot of grog, Mahlugul will strike up a conversation with the pirates playing dice. Mahlugul attempts to gather information on which of the crew are the informal leaders and which are respected the most for their fighting ability.
Yes, Mahlugul will drink with gusto.
Mahl shrugs at Tan, "I do what I want, when I want." He then smiles, "Let's drink some grog. The first round is on me."
Mahlugal curses when he sees Zevo black out, but he quickly suppresses his anger. "Let's see what you got, Master Scourge." Mahlugal pulls off his shirt and steps up to the mast.
Mahlugul laughs nervously, "My mama used to whip me everyday. She said I would never be anything in life. But hey, look at me now?" Mahlugul winks at the rest of the crew and then walks nonchalantly to the whipping post.
Mahlugul nods appreciatively at the keelhauling, "Aye, that's proper pirate tradition. Nothing teaches respect like a good keelhauling!" He then turns to his fellow crew members, "Where can I find some grog around here?"
Mahl glowers at Scourge and then grabs the mop from Arretta's hand. "Aye, I'll swab the bloody deck." Mahl will furiously mop the floor until Scourge leaves the room.
Mahl nods at both Zevo and Sandara, "Aye, I'll try to not kill any one. No promises."
Mahlugul smiles and quickly slips the dagger into his boot, "I'm Mahlugul and this is my brother Zevo. These fool crew members have to be convinced to join our side. Who among them can we trust?"
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Mahlugul will half-hardheartedly work. When no one is looking he will strike up a conversation with Jaundiced Jape. "Brother, these humans have enslaved us. We must stick together. Soon the time will come for us to rise - wait for my lead."
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Mahlugul nods, "Aye, we stick together. These fool crew members will join us or we kill 'em with the officers. Now, you scabs listen to Zevo and me and we'll be running this floating trash heap in no time."
Mahlugul sighs and head over to Scourge, "Plugg mentioned something about swab duty. Surely an experienced pirate like yourself can see that Zevo and I we're born to wield a sword, not a mop."
Mahlugul curses and takes off after Tan up the rigging.
At the top, Mahlugul leans in to talk to Tan. "I'm no man's slave. Plugg and the rest of these officers need to die. I say we play along for now and strike when these fools lower their guard. We need to recruit others to the cause."
Mahlugul sighs, "We'll try it your way then. I wager we know more about pirating than any of these fools. It won't take long before we're running this ship."
Mahlugul lines up next to Zevo. "We got to stick together, bro."
Mahlugul shrugs and smiles an evil grin at Scourge, "Don't say I didn't warn you." He winks at the guards and then walks to the upper deck.
Mahlugul turns his fury on the man with the whip. "You press ganged the wrong pirate! Don't you know who I am? That's right, I'm the son and prodigy of none other than Zorusk Black Tusk - the most blood thirsty Orc captain that ever sailed these seas! Release me now and I'll spare your miserable life!"
Mahlugul nods at Clades, "We've likely been drugged and press ganged. Without our weapons we're at a disadvantage to our captors, whoever they are. We'll need to work together if we're going to escape. And by working together, I mean you skags work for Zevo and me. Understand?"
Once his eyes adjust to the light Mahlugul recognizes his brother amongst the prisoners. "Zevo, they got you too, eh bro? This is some sort of conspiracy. Do you remember anything?"
Mahlugul growls at the the red haired man, "We're on a ship of course. The better question is how we got here. I don't remember anything after my first bottle of whiskey. Which one of you got me into this?" Mahlugul looks around for his gear and curses upon finding it missing. "Nobody steals from Mahlugul the Marauder. Somebody is going to die for this!" After taking a moment to scan the room with his dark vision, Mahlugul stands up to test the door.
Mahlugul took the Bucaneer's Blood and Reactionary traits. Yes, I think Mahl and Zevo are already aware that they're half brothers.
Hey Zevo, you want to be half-brothers? I picked the buckaneer's blood trait, so I envision Mahlugul's father as an infamous orcen pirate captain whom spent a lot of time raping and pillaging - leaving many bastards in his wake. I imagine that we would have grown up under different circumstances but would have at some point met and realized that we had the same father in common. What do you think?
Initial concept. |