Tales of Glory and Valour: the Seafarers Main RP Topic

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Nico started momentarily, shifting his attention from the ship out on the water back to the party at hand. He stared blankly at Alexis, and then Dolphus and the sword-handed man (his name …?) After a moment, he seemed to register the predicament.

“Oh. Of course, mademoiselle.” He bowed, slightly, smiled, and began to take a practiced step into the boat, a step so well-balanced that it betrayed every modicum of comfort and experience in such a maneuver.

Comfort was gone. He stumbled, his foot landing hard in the bottom of the boat, hard enough to send the gunwale rocking disturbingly close to the water’s surface. He recomposed himself almost immediately, however, quickly bringing his second foot into the boat in a wide stance, one foot behind the other, arms out, one clutching his cane. He didn’t move until he had completely regained his balance.

“Ah. It seems my … capability is no longer needed.” He was staring at the ghostly sailors, but mostly out of resigned interest rather than shock.

What have you gotten yourself into, Markl?

He glances at the Mariner with as withering a look as possible - which was quite a possible thing, with years of practice. What a flirt.

“Yes, captain,” He faces Alexis again, lowering himself into a seat. He laughs a low laugh, not sarcastic or sardonic, but genuinely happy, a light jab. “Your orders?”

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This scares the absolute daylights out of Dolphus.

Nervously, he retrieved the cane he launched nearly into the middle of the boat and pushed his sword back into his sheath, having drawn it almost halfway at the sudden appearance of these four fellows on instinct. He didn’t bother smoothing his feathers back down just now; something told him this would be happening again. Why in the world did this have to be a thing? Was there any opportunity he could turn back and abandon the entire thing?

No, she was here. He couldn’t give her up; nothing could cause him to give her up - not after searching for so long. But, as Dolphus closed his eyes and forced himself to breathe, he did have some mental comments on the scenario.

I HATE MAGIC I HATE IT SO MUCH I HATE IT ALL I’D LIKE TO PERSONALLY DROWN EVERY SINGLE MAN AND WOMAN WHO USES THE STUFF I’D TIE THEM TO ROCKS AND THROW THEM INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE OCEAN I WOULDN’T STOP TIL EVERY MAGIC USER IS DEAD

He exhaled, and opened his eyes while trying to resume his mask.

A bit of a dangerous glance just then - it was likely Nico missed it.

Be careful, Nico. He resumed his mask, subtly watching for how she would react.

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Mariner makes the odd clicking noise again, “Oh I’m not the Captain, merely an advisor to the Captain, I assumed it was her”

“What’s with them?” Asks the first ghost

“City folk” says the second one with a chuckle, “always surprised by such Mundane things”

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Alexis returns the bow, less as a sign of respect and more to return the joke. “Thank you, kind sir.” Apparently, the name Caelin’s Hand was becoming less a description of the ship and more a description of how it functioned, the thought caused her to let out a slight chuckle.

Alexis turned her attention to Nico. “Not quite sure I’m the captain, I guess I double as the helmsman and Cae-“ Alexis stopped short

“How are you an advisor to the captain and not know- Y’know what Never mind. If it comes down to it we can ask Tharwin when he comes down to bless the ship." She shrugged and stepped into the boat and faced the ghost crew. “If Mariner isn’t joining us we’d like to take a look at our new ship.”

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“Oh no, I’m coming, but you have the Conn, that makes you functionally the Captain” Mariner shrugs, “Besides, I’ll have other important matters to attend to from time to time”

“Speaking of, that priest he was supposed to send is late”

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It turned out Dolphus had enough murderous glares to share with the whole ghost crew. This level of generosity was unprecedented in a Gorov.

And just like that, the bad mood was ruined. She’s the captain now? Is that how that works? Just by being helmsman? And what is Count Coal going to think about all this, having been a captain himself, and now being demoted?

And now she was here, and now the stupid ghost magic pirates seemed somehow tolerable in spite of everything that was occurring. I do hope we get sailing soon; I’m sick of this port and this city. I’ve barely been back on land, but already I miss the openness of the sea and the lack of morons.

…

Although somehow I feel I won’t be losing those.

“Might we inspect the ship first and return for the christening?”

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Mariner waves him onwards, “Be my guest, but what’s a Christening?”

“Oarsman, ready! Make off!” The 4 oarsmen began to row, moving at a speed which would exhaust a Normal crew within Minutes. They kept at it though, the trip was only half as long as it should have been.

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Dolphus watched the figures of Helthia and Mariner- that wasn’t his real name, was it? Tharwin had mentioned the name Caeseus. Well, perhaps it was best to pocket that information, since nobody else seemed to remember it.

“Why wasn’t the ship simply brought to port?” Dolphus asked, knowing full well that nobody on board the boat knew the answer to that. “This whole procedure seems extremely inefficient.”

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“Too big, this port can’t accommodate her” one of the Oarsmen said, chuckling, “And of course the nature of the mission makes this port the only option”

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Dolphus jolted again. Getting used to these four being actual people who were observing the goings-on was a difficult thing to comprehend. I have a vague feeling ‘the nature of the mission’ is going to be repeated quite frequently as an excuse for oversights and things that could otherwise be explained with little effort.

Something grey suddenly shot out past Dolphus. It was small and extremely light, and zipped by so quickly it was likely nobody else there would have the time to notice it - except maybe Rook, seated at the reat of the boat, as the object came right at him and zipped past his head.

It was a feather.

Dolphus pulled his cape tighter. Don’t tell me I’m SHEDDING already.

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Andreas’s expression had shifted from downcast to scornful in a matter of seconds. He glares at Alexis, hoping that she’d turn her head just right and make eye contact with him. She doesn’t. How unfortunate. The absolute ---- THE ABSOLUTE BRAT. Aha. That was it wasn’t it? She wasn’t even taking the job seriously. Plus, he saw the way the boy looked at her; he wanted to mingle with his own kind…

He had figured it all out.

Rook sees it, indeed, but he thinks nothing of it.

He turns his body to face outward, and looks at his reflection in the water. His brooding eyes stare back. No use in confronting them now…but the moment any of these bozos mess up… they’re gonna get it alright.

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“Mariner,where can i acquire supplies to catch all manner of prey in the ocean.?”
Mako asked his eyes observing the ghostly oarsmen in front of him,as well as the chaos in front of him. Sea God help me…

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“Well I don’t know about all but there is a Fishing supply store just 10 minutes from here.” He tells him where it is

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Dolphus observed Rook’s actions, including his glare and looking down at the water, but the meaning could not be deciphered. What did she do to him? Perhaps he is simply as grouchy and irritable as he looks? I should try not to irritate him.

The rowing began to slow, and Dolphus turned around just in time to jump at the sudden appearance of the hull of The Caelin’s Hand not too far from his head. The journey there seemed to have been remarkably short; perhaps being a dead magic ghost had certain advantages for physical endurance?

No go. When I die, I’m not getting conjured up as a magic slave. Not happening.

Because I HATE magic.

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The Oarsmen brought her alongside, one thing that the living members of the crew can notice, are they’re no longer transparent, they are fully solid now that they’re right next to the boat. One reaches out and raps on the Hull, “Prep the cables! Bring her up”

Lines drop over the side, then a ladder, the Oarsmen get into the preparations of hooking up the boat to be brought up.

Inside, Tharos hears the knock, and starts to sneak in the direction of the deck. He pauses on reaching the Deck. The ship is swarmed with naval personel! Where did they come from?

Honoured dead, seeking passage to the afterlife? Asks the hard voice

You know what for once I agree with him says the soft

One of the Sailors leans over the Railing, “Any of you expecting a priest?”

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Oh, absolutely fantastic. Dolphus groaned internally as the sailors became opaque. The boat is haunted. Wonderful. Fantastic. Why didn’t the explosion just kill me and save me from this horrible existence of having to deal with magic and all its complications?

Dolphus shook his head. No, stupid… Then I wouldn’t have found her. I would’ve died in complete emptiness, but somehow now I think I can tolerate this nonsense for the time being. Obviously she’ll understand; she would know how to cope with something like this.

The noise brought Dolphus out of his reverie. Remember, a Gorov must control the room. The first greeting must be his and the last council must be his.

“We’re expecting one eventually.” Dolphus replied. “So far he appears to be running late.” I wonder if he’s on the pier by now, feeling guilty about how he just missed the ride. Deserved; magic is stupid and I hate it.

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“Apparently not, he’s up here” one of the Sailors looks right over at Tharos “Come over and introduce yourself”

Tharos takes a moment to compose himself then walks over to the railing, “How do you do? Tharwin sent me. I hear you’re in need of a priest”

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Alexis watched Nico and Dolphus as they approached Their vessel, there was no reason for this other than to keep her attention from the strange looks she had been getting from Rook. What was his problem anyway? Perhaps he was jealous of her position as Caelin- no that couldn’t be possible, she hadn’t directly stated she was the ship’s Caelin. It had to be something else, it was more likely that he wasn’t jealous, but weary of her background in the military. The only question is what event caused for that mistrust.

“I’m well aware,” Alexis shouted up before turning to address the group. “Alright everyone, feel free to look around the ship and get a feel for your respective stations before we head off. This will be the only chance you’ll have before we’re working in full swing.” She gave one last glance towards Nico and Dolphus before ascending onto the deck.

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“Thanks.” Mako said. He then walked off to get supplies. @Winterstorm345

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I will greatly enjoy picturing throwing you overboard in the middle of the night.

Alexis had addressed the priest first, which completely killed the opportunity to further control the the scene. But that wasn’t bad, was it? If she wanted to speak first, she should definitely have the opportunity to do so.

But before Dolphus had any further opportunity to dwell on the notion, Alexis had addressed the entire party - the first words she had spoken to him in any capacity. He kept his eyes focused on hers, listening to every detail, seeming somewhat disappointed that the entirety of her declaration was ‘go have a look around’.

And then she had stepped off the boat and onto the ship - why the naming designation? Perhaps he had better not ask this crowd for the answer; they may take grave offense to the question or an accidental mislabeling of the ship as a boat. Dolphus didn’t have much experience determining the temperament of magic ghost sailors, and this voyage might not be the best place to begin research.

After stepping off the boat, Dolphus reached in between the segments of his wing and retrieved a very compressed black rectangle, which could only be determined as a coat by the collar visible on one of its two faces. It had been modified by himself to completely remove the left sleeve, with a hole large enough to admit, say, a certain wing… Although folded it was impossible to see the hole or much of anything outside of the collar.

With that in hand, Dolphus made directly for the captain’s quarters. In his mind, it was the likeliest place that cartography would be done, and ensuring it was well-stocked with equipment was essential. Not to mention it would likely be the quietest place in the whole vessel, and Dolphus greatly preferred the quiet.

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