Welcome to the Sorrynese Royal Navy
You sorry lot are about to experience adventure, derring-do, hard work, and all the hardtack you care to eat...whether you like it or not! This here ship is called the Abigail and from now on this is your home, so get used to it.
Let's start with a role-call to make sure that all those assembled have indeed regained consciousness after their recruitment activities.
Nimm Qa'dim reporting for duty with one heck of a headache. I swear, I had no idea whose daughter she was!
*quiet growl*
"Here."
sorry for the threadjack; what's an azhari corsair?
Kaull looks good. Replace the word tribe with legion in your background and you're golden. Seriously, when I said that the hobgoblins have a military society I wasn't kidding. They are famous for their mercenary legions. They are organized, brutally lawful, and will work for anyone who can afford them.
Kaull looks good. Replace the word tribe with legion in your background and you're golden. Seriously, when I said that the hobgoblins have a military society I wasn't kidding. They are famous for their mercenary legions. They are organized, brutally lawful, and will work for anyone who can afford them.
Adrick Balasar, priest of Sarenrae reporting in
Quick Silverhome ready and eager for duty. Looking forward to righting wrongs and plenty of adventure!
I wager I'll be captain in no time... um, Captain.
"...guard wouldn't know quality merchandise if it punched him in the face. Oh, hello everyone. Honest Finial, Purveyor of Fine Goods at your service. Of course, we are sadly out of stock at the moment."
"...guard wouldn't know quality merchandise if it punched him in the face. Oh, hello everyone. Honest Finial, Purveyor of Fine Goods at your service. Of course, we are sadly out of stock at the moment."
Colored water is totally free.
Just checking, does colored water cost anything?
Sanura Agashti and Fish reporting in Captain. Though Fish here is not quite so happy to be getting sea legs, though he will get used to it.
EDIT: While I'm here, any idea of what would actually want his soul and how he'd get approached about it so I could write a better-flowing background.
You know what, ignore the edit in my previous post. I managed to come up with a decent idea for my background.
*looks around at his shipmates*
How you?
*looks around at his shipmates*
How you?
"Well, I used to feel horrible at times like these, but that's before I started taking Honest Finial's Rejuvenating Elixirs! They heal what ails ya, they heal the side effects of what used to ail ya, they heal what ails you before you you even get sick! You have my personal gaurentee that there are absolutely no side effects unlike those other elixirs you may buy. How much do you expect to pay for this fine product? 50 gold? 60 gold? No, if buy within our limited-time offer, you can get Honest Finial's Rejuvinating Elixir for just 10 GOLD! Place your orders now!"
She raises an eyebrow at Fin, and her wolf lifts his snout to smell the air in his direction. "I wasn't aware we were here to sell goods, I thought we were here to do other tasks."
"Well, I used to feel horrible at times like these, but that's before I started taking Honest Finial's Rejuvenating Elixirs! They heal what ails ya, they heal the side effects of what used to ail ya, they heal what ails you before you you even get sick! You have my personal gaurentee that there are absolutely no side effects unlike those other elixirs you may buy. How much do you expect to pay for this fine product? 50 gold? 60 gold? No, if buy within our limited-time offer, you can get Honest Finial's Rejuvinating Elixir for just 10 GOLD! Place your orders now!"*looks around at his shipmates*
How you?
*looks at Fineal*
[sign language]
*looks around at his shipmates*
How you?
Well, friend, well. It is a fine day to be headed to sea!
He tilts his head towards Fin and scratches his goatee lightly while absently rattling his too-light coin purse.
I'm afraid I must pass today my friend. With the sun over head and wind in our sails, I cannot imagine either illness or melancholy to befall me and I must hold what coin I have if I am to ever have a beautiful vessel such as this of my own.
However, it is well to know that our crew is home to such a skilled alchemist as yourself. I am sure we all will benefit for it.
Upon hearing the word sun Adrick steps up and says " Aye the Sun Goddess has truely shined on this day." Turning to face the shipmates He introduces himself to the crew " Adrick Balasar brother of the order of Sarenrae." This said with a bow
*looks around at his shipmates*
How you?
"The name's Nimm and aside from the peacock with the pretty sword, I'd say I'm the only person here who looks like they know a sheepshank from a topknot! Stick close, lads and we might make sailors out of you lot yet!"
Quentin gives a polite nod towards Adrick and smiles.
A pleasure to meet you, friend priest. With luck the goddess' blessings will follow our ship wherever they go.
His gaze falls over to Nimm and he raises a brow a bit, as if considering whether to take offense at the comments or not. Finally he allows a grin to slip past his lips.
Aye, but she is a very pretty sword, isn't she?
He touches a hand to the pommel of the blade lovingly and looks around to the others gathered.
Perhaps not the finest lot of sailors I have seen gathered, but if the fine work of the alchemist and the blessings of our brother priest is any indication, there may be other talents that will serve the navy well, beyond simply keeping the rudder steady.
With a small flourish he bows.
Quentin 'Quick' Silverhome at your service. A pleasure to be in service with such a fine lot.
PAH! Yew an yer fancy BLEEP!ing swordplay can go BLEEP! yerselves!
I'm tha best BLEEP!ing swordsman on this here bloody BLEEP!ing coast!
PAH! Yew an yer fancy BLEEP!ing swordplay can go BLEEP! yerselves!
I'm tha best BLEEP!ing swordsman on this here bloody BLEEP!ing coast!
"Well, at least this one can TALK like a sailor!"
Quentin grins a bit at Nimm while nodding towards the dwarf. "Indeed. With any luck his sword is as sharp as his tongue."
He steps back just enough to be out of immediate swinging range while jesting jokingly "Don't worry, friend. We'll let you pick of the lower bunks."
waves "greetings" to everyone, and signs to Kauul "Hello"
Perhaps not the finest lot of sailors I have seen gathered, but if the fine work of the alchemist and the blessings of our brother priest is any indication, there may be other talents that will serve the navy well, beyond simply keeping the rudder steady.
"I'm sure my, uh, special abilities will come in handy on this cruise." Fin continues to smile cheekily. "This guy's dumber than he looks."
*nods to the group*
[dwarven]
"We sail soon?"
She looks around at her fellow shipmates, placing a hand on the head of her companion. The wolf sits down, wagging his tail like a common dog, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he starts to pant heavily. The poor beast was not used to the ocean air.
She takes a look towards the dwarf, blinking in confusion at his language. She wrinkles her nose slightly, then looks around to the rest of the crew once more. She thinks to herself, well... THIS should be interesting.
"I'm sure my, uh, special abilities will come in handy on this cruise." Fin continues to smile cheekily.
"No doubt, friend, you will be most welcome aboard."
Quentin looks between the Hobgoblin and the Dwarf, not following the conversation but seeing the dwarf motion to his axe. It seems best to salve any hard feelings before boarding the ship, as it certainly will make the trip easier.
"I apologize for the quip, friend dwarf. I mean no insult to you or your kin. I suspect your sword arm is powerful indeed. Perhaps we will have chances to spar in the few quiet moments we may manage while at sea. You may call me Quick, by the way."
{signs) Sure, I do, you just missed it. (/signs) *grins lopsided*
(signs)Have you been out to sea before, Kauul?(/signs)
{signs) Sure, I do, you just missed it. (/signs) *grins lopsided*
(signs)Have you been out to sea before, Kauul?(/signs)
(signs) Why yes my friend, I have been to sea before. I was a guard for a supply ship going to...(/sign) *thinks a moment* (signs)Actually, I probably shouldn't say the destination. How have you been since out last meeting Arioch?(/sign)
Quentin looks around at the various languages being spoken or signed and scratches his head a bit.
"I always considered myself rather well spoken, even if occasionally speaking around a foot. Seems around this lot I will have to pay special attention to brushing up a bit on a few dialects."
He grins a bit and then mumbles to himself in Aquan
Adrick stands quietly off to the side. He does make it a point of introducing himself to any of the new comers and gives the blessing of Sarenrae to all. After all introductions are made, the cleric begins to explore the ship more importantly the galley. Having high hopes for rare and exoctic ingrediants, Adrick takes a look at what the ship is stocked with for food.
"What, am I the only one here who can speak Elven? Halfling, maybe? Bueler? Bueler?"
"What, am I the only one here who can speak Elven? Halfling, maybe? Bueler? Bueler?"
No, friend alchemist, you are not alone in speaking Elven, though I'm afraid that I am not able to help much with the tongue of the smaller folk.
(draconic)I(/draconic)
(dwarven)can(/dwarven)
(elven)speak(/elven)
(giant)several(/giant)
(goblin)different(/goblin)
(undercommon)languages.(/undercommon)
(signs) Unfortunately, I don't speak much due to an old injury which causes me considerable frustration, as I am often considered a simpleton.(/signs)
"I check supplies."
*heads below deck to check and double check the ships inventory*
*Looks around for the rest of the crew and the Cap'n* before jumping up on the rail, grabbing a rope, and swinging down into the water for a quick submersion before swinging back up to the rail again.
*Looks around for the rest of the crew and the Cap'n* before jumping up on the rail, grabbing a rope, and swinging down into the water for a quick submersion before swinging back up to the rail again.
"A literate Hobgoblin, a fishman and a sea druid on one ship? Either we're terribly lucky or terribly cursed!" Nimm mutters, before heading off to find the officers on this ship of fools.