the pirate game! (priest, hell)

[Ðanisty]

*Lex is trying to cram all of her belongings into the chest. It looks like she has a lot of clothes.*

[BFD_Zayl]

Originally Posted by Mike182

noticing the figure coming up out of the doors on deck, Captain Mike whistles for another crew man to take the wheel. "we're out of the port now, keep a nice distance from land and keep heading north." and with that, Mike jumps off the top deck and glides nicely across the ship and lands on the figure head at the font of the boat.

"intriguing, someone with your skills showing up at a time like this... yes, very intriguing indeed..."

*Zayl looks at the captain, then looks at the very front of the boat, towards where the figurehead sits, then back to the captain*

"intriguing, yes, but so is the rest of the crew, are they not? your recruiter went through much trouble to find me, and he only found me because I let him, I sensed something...unique... about this ship, and you in particular. So I ask you now, how may I serve?"

[Mike182]

Originally Posted by BFD_Zayl

*Zayl looks at the captain, then looks at the very front of the boat, towards where the figurehead sits, then back to the captain*

"intriguing, yes, but so is the rest of the crew, are they not? your recruiter went through much trouble to find me, and he only found me because I let him, I sensed something...unique... about this ship, and you in particular. So I ask you now, how may I serve?"

i have an... interesting... history. do you like my figurehead? you will have noticed that the figure's head is a skull... perhaps i should introduce you to... my father.

you are correct, i had my men go to great lengths to collect a skilled crew, our current mission is to spring a trap 7 years in the making. 7 years ago, my first mate stole some things from me, the jewel of my father, and my sword. both of those items are very precious, and not in a, how shall we say, sentimental or monetary way. his treachery runs deep and so shall his repayment, but we shall talk some more on that later. come to my quarters tonight, just before midnight, and we shall talk some more then.

[BFD_Zayl]

Originally Posted by Mike182

i have an... interesting... history. do you like my figurehead? you will have noticed that the figure's head is a skull... perhaps i should introduce you to... my father.

you are correct, i had my men go to great lengths to collect a skilled crew, our current mission is to spring a trap 7 years in the making. 7 years ago, my first mate stole some things from me, the jewel of my father, and my sword. both of those items are very precious, and not in a, how shall we say, sentimental or monetary way. his treachery runs deep and so shall his repayment, but we shall talk some more on that later. come to my quarters tonight, just before midnight, and we shall talk some more then.

*Zayl executes a slight bow*

"as you wish, captain"

[Mike182]

intriguing indeed. then if you will excuse me, i must go converse with our new Priest."

Mike once again jumps and glides smoothly across the ship, lands next to the door to the main cabin, and enters to talk privately with the Priest.

[BFD_Zayl]

Originally Posted by Mike182

intriguing indeed. then if you will excuse me, i must go converse with our new Priest."

Mike once again jumps and glides smoothly across the ship, lands next to the door to the main cabin, and enters to talk privately with the Priest.

*Zayl does another bow, then turns to the figurehead, he walks up to it and peers at it over the railing. he then proceeds to jump over the rail, landing on the figurehead with agility no one knew he possessed. he reaches for the skull, laying one hand on it, he closes his eyes and mutters a few words in an ancient language, his eyes fly open, with astonishment and admiration shining in his eyes, as well as concern, he climbs back aboard and makes his way to the quarters*

[Mestemia]

Originally Posted by MaddLlama

"And I thought I traveled light," she chuckled, looking down at her two full rucksacks, and various weapons leaning against the wall.

*from under his cloak Mesty pulls the head piece of his Lochobar axe.*

"I seem to have broken the handle of my Lochbar and am in search of a new one," he says in a voice wrought with a mixture of shame and sorrow.

*Mesty stares at headpiece for a few more moments with glazed over eyes, then puts it back underneath his cloak.*

[BFD_Zayl]

*Zayl sits again in the corner of the room, scribbling hastily at a pieve of parchment, he opens his chest and takes out a small vial, a dagger, and a pouch. he then closes it, locks it, and walks out of the room, only glancing at mesty before heading out.*

[Zephyr]

Hans takes a big look over the ship and grunts with a little smile. "At least it looks well-kept enough. Here's to this crew keeping it this way." He then pulls out a flask from one of his pockets and takes a swig of a dark yellow liquid before heading down to his room. Here he places the totality of his possessions into his chest: a small hatchet, his flask, and a pocket full of curiosities collected from the sea and his previous ships. While testing if the hammock is sturdy enough to support his massive frame, Grote Hans begins muttering to himself.

"Well, looks like I'm with a bunch of freaks here. Oh well, I've been through worse."