The Drunk Elf Pirates and the Quest for the Holy Wine

[Earniel]

Eärniel: *making an invertory of the loot with Willow* Okay, that is four crates of uncannoned melons...

Willow: *writing down* Four...crates of... uncannoned... melons...

Eärniel: *counts *Twenty boxes of praliné chocolate sea fruit... *quickly stuffs two boxes in her pocket* Or no, make that eighteen.

Willow: eighteen.... boxes of ....praliné... chocolate.. sea fruit... I saw that by the way.

Eärniel: *smiles innocently* Saw what? *continues*Three kegs of apples...

Willow: Oh nothing but I'll be wanting my share of that chocolate later. *writing down* three kegs ..of.. apples...

Eärniel: Fne. Anyway,one chest of... rubber duckies?! Well I suppose we'll find a use for that.

Willow: One chest of ...rubber...duckies... Merchants get weirder by the day....

*They finish their inventory and give the rapport to the captain. Who of course only has eyes for how many bottles of alcohol are on the list.*

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

*EG goes over the list*
EG: Well, good, good. Rubber duckies? Really? Well then! Each crewmember gets a bonus of one praline chocolate sea fruit, one melon, and one rubber duck. And a half-pint of brandy. Sound good?
Earniel: Could I have a little more chocolate than that, please? Because I'm 2nd mate and all?
EG: *sighs* You and Willow can each have an extra praline. But not a word of this to anyone! Do you swear by the Red Jack?
Earniel and Willow: By the great Red Jack, we swear, not a word to anyone!

[Willow Oran]

(Later, Willow and Earniel are hiding in a random corner feasting on the pralines and talking randomly.)

Willow: Do you think it was a good idea to keep those apples?

Earniel: Sure, why?

Willow: Nothing, it's just, aren't apples the downfall of the human race?

Earniel: How do'ya figure that?

Willow: Well, ya know with the creation story and the tree. I always heard it was was an apple tree, so if humans keep eating apples won't they stay sort of evilish?

Earniel: *thinks about this for a moment* Sounds reasonable, you sure it was apples?

Willow: Pretty sure, might have been pears though.

Earniel: Either way way its a fruit.

Willow: Right, so wouldn't keeping those apples be a little foolhardy?

Earniel: Might be... *she selects another praline* If, we were human.

Willow: Ah... Right.

[The last sane person]

*Roya stumbles in on the two eating chocolate, still armed with her pointy weapons*

Roya: Oy! got any.....Hey, whats that ya eating?

Earniel: *hides choclate behind her back* Uh, nothing.

Roya: Yeah right and i'm an elf! *looks at the tell tale chocolate stains around their mouths* oh, so thats it? Here, take mine to i dun want it. *throws chocolate ration to the two*

Earniel&willow: What?! you dont want chocolate?!

Roya: Na, cant stand the stuff unless its with alcohol.

Willow: then what do ya want?

Roya: Eh, got any apples?

Earniel: Why do you still have yer weapons?

Roya: *shrugs and goes to look for some apples*

[Finrod Felagund]

*Finrod runs in*

Finrod: RUBBER DUCKSES! I mean ducks...ahem

Everyone else: *stares*

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *is organizing the cannon stores after the battle* Rubber duckies?
Finrod: Ducks. Ducks. Yes, ducks.
Tano: What can we do with rubber duckies? Hmm....
Sici: I think she's thinking.
Finrod: Hide!

ooc: I actually have no idea what evil plan tano has with the rubber duckies....if anyone else wants to plot, PM me or somming. :)

[Finrod Felagund]

Finrod: I AM GOD! Oh, sorry. ummm...what can we do evil with the duckses...ducks.

Tano: *thinks*
Finrod:*thinks*
Tano: *thinks*
Finrod:*thinks*
Tano: *thinks*
Finrod:*thinks*
Tano: *thinks*
Finrod:*thinks*
Tano: *Scratches head*
Finrod: Hey! stop scratching my head!
Tano: Sorry. *scratches own head*
Tano: *thinks*
Finrod:*thinks*
Tano: Must...do...evil...things...
Finrod: Ni!












(A tip of the hat to FotMB with that head scratching remark.)

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien rowed for her life. She had been a prisoner on The Laughing Porcupine, but since the pirate raid, she had freed herself amidst the confusion. Now she was sailing in the deep seas, not having much to survive by. Soon, she saw the pirate ship in the distance.

"Must...get....to...ship," she said to herself.

She wasn't sure if they would be friendly, but she needed food and supplies badly or she might as well be stuck as a prisoner on The Laughing Porcupine. She too was an elf, and a bit of a criminal, so why wouldn't they let her come aboard. To her joy, she reached the pirate vessel. It wasn't moving very fast.
"Ahoy there!" she called, trying to sound as pirate-y as she could. No one answered. Luthien noticed a rope dangling from the boat and decided to come aboard, since no one had really noticed her.

"Oh, well," she said. "What's the point of living if you can't take a few risks."

She climbed up the rope with ease and made her way onto the starboard. To her surprise, she saw a great lot of the crew standing over several crates of rubber ducks from The Laughing Porcupine. She quietly approached and tapped one of them on the shoulder.

[Willow Oran]

Willow: *jumps about a foot in the air when she feels someone sneak up behind her* Argh! *spins around to see an unfamiliar face towering over her and immediately flies around to hover behind Tano*

Luthien: *rather confused by this reaction* Wha-? What'd I do?

EG: I believe your presence surprised her. She doesn't recognize you.

Luthien: *still confused*

Tano: I think the Cap'n wants to know who you are. We don't recognize you either.

Luthien: Oh! Well, it's a long story...

Exk: Just tell us who you are and why you're on our ship and that'll do for now.

Luthien: Okay.

[The last sane person]

OOC: Yah! where are all these new people comin from?

*Roya was flouncing around the ship happily munching on apples when she saw something wriggle up the side of the ship*

Roya:*squint* What the---? *throws apple at whatever it is*

Person: owch!

Roya: oy! whats a shadow sayin "owch" for? *she draws her sharp pointy bits and bobs and investigates*

Roya:*runs slap-bang into thing* Aha! Die swab!

Person: Eeek! Kill me not!

Roya: Er, okay.

*She puts away sharp pointy things and brains the new person over the head with a conveiniently placed wine bottle (empty of course) and the girl passes out and is tied to the mast*

Roya: Ahoy cap'n!

EG: Aye? what is it boatswain? *crew assembles behind her*

Roya: Intruder onboard! I knocked her out though and tied her to the mast. What ho cap'n?

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien slowly came to, to find herslef tied to the mast.

Luthien: What the-? Hey! Untie me!

Her captors seemed too busy to notice her, so she carefully used her skills to wriggle free.

Pirate: Who is she?

Luthien: *pops up in front of them and speaks rapidly* I'm Luthien, Sneaky Theif Extraordinar! Can get out of anything but a ship's barracs. Oops, probably shouldn't have said that, but oh, well. Oh, by the way, here's your wallet back. *hands wallet to pirate that appears to be the captain*

EG: *looks confused, and takes wallet*

Luthien: *keeps talking rapidly* I love alcohol, wine and martinis especially. Am single, 1004 if you must know, and am looking for a tall, rugged elf to settle down and have a family. I love moonlit walks on the beach and have a good time staying up late in the Tavern telling tales and singing drinking songs. I can also do impressions, *does a Bugs Bunny impersonation*"What's up doc?" and I can juggle. *picks up several aples and juggles them for a while before putting them down* But enough about me, what about you?"

Crew: *All look confused*

EG: Eh-hmmmmm; Riiiiight...Huddle!

All crew men huddle up, trying to decide what to do with Luthien.

Willow: She does talk awfully fast.

Tano: But her skills are too. Did you see how she swiped the cap'n's wallet without 'er noticin'?

Roya: *giggles*

EG: *gives them a glare and they all stop laughing*

EXK: So, Cap'n what do we do with 'er?

They all await the cap'n's desicion.

[Indril Anarion]

OOC:

Here's a little Bio on my character...I couldn't fing the out of character discussion thread, so i'm sorry if it;s out of place

Charater: Luthien
Gender: female
Race: Elf
Age: 1004
Height: 5'5"
Hair: Black with red streaks; long, picked up in a pony-tail or bandana
Eyes: green
Occupation: Sneaky Theif Extraordinaire
Talents: can sneak out of anything but ship's barricades; is an excellent pic-pocket and theif
Personality: Is a fast talker, loves alcohol, wine and martinis especially. Is single, loves moonlit walks on the beach and has a good time staying up late in the Tavern telling tales and singing drinking songs. Loves doing impressions, and juggling.

This should give you an idea of what you're looking at...

[The last sane person]

EG: I dont like the little wallet snatching incident, and since she shot off her mouth.....Roya! Tano! Throw her in the brig!

Tano&Roya: Aye aye cap'n!!

*they sneak up on Luthien who was rummaging about random barrels*

Roya:*sneaky**sneaky*

Tano:*sneaky**sneaky*

Roya:*whisper* Oy! Look at this! I can peg anything with any weapon ya choose! My eyes are that good! Present me a weapon of yer choosen and that there Luthien is going back to sleep! And i aint even an elf!

*tano rummages around and finally picks up a....Rubber Ducky*

Tano: ere ya go! *giggle*

Roya:.....? where in hell did we get these? *shrugs and takes aim at the shadow-y Luthien and then lets fly* Have at thee Knave!

*Luthien goes down in a crumpled heap*

Roya: Huzzah! I am victorious!

Tano: Well get yer victorious arse over here and help me carry her to the brig!

*they carry Luthien to the brig and secure her in the cell, both have throwing rubber duckies at the ready and are guarding the cell*

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

Luthien comes to again, this time to find herself in the brig, at the steel-toe-booted feet of the Captain, who looks quite annoyed.

EG: All right, so, you've explained yourself. Now what do you want from us?

Luthien: Food? Shelter? Asylum? A tall, rugged elf--

EG: Enough. Our lack of a tall rugged elf aside, why, in the name of the Styx, should we give this to you?

Luthien: Weelll...I'm a good pick-pocket, so I could be awfully useful--
EG: Or awfully pesky--
Luthien: --and I'm perfectly comfortable at sea, and I'm such a good thief, I'd be quite helpful in pirate raids, and...
EG: *sighs* Look, kid.* My crew is full, and the last thing I need is some starry-eyed damsel looking for her one true love.
Luthien: Hey! I'm not a starry-eyed damsel! I can take care of myself, and I'm a--
EG: --starry-eyed damsel. It has nothing to do with whether or not you can take care of yourself. The bottom line is, the crew's full. Now, what we DO need aboard this ship is a figurehead.
Luthien: A figurehead?
Roya: A FIGUREHEAD? What?!
Tano: Eh? Cap'n, you feeling alright?
EG: No, no, you see, I read this book once, they had ships with talking figureheads. It was cool.
Roya and Tano: *groan*
Tano: Please, Cap'n, we can't make an elf into a figurehead. But what's a ship without a prisoner, eh?
Roya: Yeah! We need ourselves a good prisoner!
EG: Fair enough. We have a prisoner. I want you to make sure of the maximum security of the brig, okay? Get to it!
Luthien: But...but...
EG: Oh please. We treat our prisoners nicely enough. If you're really good we'll give you all the nasty brands of rum.
Luthien: But...
EG: Could ya think of sumthin' better ta say?
Luthien: Grr.
EG: Different, but lacking in eloquence.
Luthien: Have your ring back, Cap'n. *Insolent glare*
EG: HEY! *takes ring that had been in her pocket*
Luthien: *shrugs, now looking smug*
EG: I'm going. . .*returns grumpily to cabin*


*she can call her kid. She has special rights. she's old. Damned old. Not that she acts it ;)

[Earniel]

OOC: For Luthien: the discussion thread (http://entmoot.tolkientrail.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=5561)

Late at night, in her own cabin, leaning back in her chair, Eärniel is pondering on all the new assets to the crew.

Eär: Four new crewmen in a few days..... Scary.....*suddenly sits upright* That's four more mouths to feed with chocolate! No! My precious!

She starts rocking her chair in a very panicky mood.

Eär: Easy Eärniel, calm yourself you silly sea elf. Roya said she didn't really liked chocolate and Sarin did let me keep it too. That's two down.

She sighs happily. The rocking becomes more controlled. Until suddenly she sits bolt upright again.

Eär: But the last newcomer is a thief! She'll steal my chocolate!

The rocking becomes more panicky as Eärniel imagines all the chocolate that might be stolen. To calm herself she goes to order her maps again. Suddenly she comes across the parchment with the very old dialect of sea elvish.

Eär: Wow, that must have been lying here since page 7 or something.

She takes the parchment to her desk and gets out her old language dictionary. Soon she's completely focused on the translation. After an hour or so, she has finally translated the first sentences. She reads them aloud to see if they're correct.

Eär: ... from the diary of Leonidas Winebrewer and a recount of my travels. I've hit this parchment in a book of poisons that I had in my possession in the hope to hide it from the terrible religious clan of Abstinius that wishes to ban all alcohol. If somebody of a more drunken persuasion finds and reads this document, I shall have long ago slipped from the mortal and immortal memory of this world, possibly by intoxication or perhaps worse: a dry liver if the Abstiniusclan finds me. But it may be that the legend of the Holy Wine still lingers on. If ye seeks the Holy Wine.... *stops reading and blinks* Oh dear.... I think the captain will be very interested in this. *continues to translate*

[Sicirus]

ooc: Sorry I* have had finals to study for.

ic: Earniel reads out loud the sad tale as Sicirus sts outside staring at the stars and wonders. The candle light flikers withen the cabin and the small ship glides smoothly upon the darkened sea. The sea looked innocent and dark at the same time.
Sicirus takes a walk down through the lower cabins searching for some canadian coffee or wine. Checks through her collection of wine bottles for a full one or at least half full but finds nothing.
The lower cabings contained the prison cells and some storage area.
sici: Maybe I'll find some wine there. *walks down the creepy creaky stairs that for some reason(since its dark) seem louder than usual and creak out what sounds like *help me * each step. Finds the a door with a small lock on it. figuring that this was storage opens the door slowly and peers in.*
Hello?
Luthien: hello???? Who is it? let me out please.
Sici: Whoa re you?
Luthien :*takes deep breath* I am Luthien former prisoner of the Laughing Porcupine and a sneak extro....
sicil Hey you were the o0ne who Earniel is worrying about stealing her chocolate.
Luthien: er....
sici: Well I am searching for wine soooo have a nice stay.... leaves before elf in cell cvould protest.
When sicirus gives up trying to find the wine she walks back to the upper deck only to find that the prison cell is empty and the prisoner missing.
sici: I think I am in trouble.*suns up to the crows nest and searches for the elf.
Sees a bit of red black hair heading for the cabin were Ear is.
Sici: Now were are those blow up elf men when you need them?

[Willow Oran]

*pops up behind Sici and hands her a deflated blow up elf man*

Willow: Here, I found it when we were doing invantory.

Sici: That's useful. *proceeds to blow up the elf man* Hey prisenor, we found something for you!

Luthien: *looks around and sees balloon* Oh! *runs to it and starts talking excitedly, Willow sneaks up behind her and whaps her with a purple notebook*

Wiilow: *looking down at Luthien's unconcious form* Pathetic.

Sici: Let's get her back in her cell before anybody notices.

[Earniel]

Eärniel peeks out her cabin when she hears the noice outside. She sees Willow and Sicirus carrying away the unconcious form of Luthien.

Eär: Iep... this is the last time I leave my cabin door unlocked. I don't want anybody to know about this before I tell the captain. And I knew that thieving elf was going to steal my chocolate! What's the world coming to if your chocolate isn't safe anymore even in the middle of the ocean?

Eärniel quickly locks her door and places her maps in cabinet. On a second thought she hides the document and the started translation someplace else. She doublechecks her secret private stash of chocolate before going to bed.

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien came to. She couldn't believe that she had become a prisoner...again!
Luthien: I really have to start watching my back, as well as my mouth. Is this my lot in life? To be a prisoner? Maybe I should change my name to Prisoner-Extraordiar, instead of Sneaky-Extraordinaire. *sniff*

Noticed that the two elves who had knocked her out were leaving.

Luthien: Hey! Hey, you! You two leving there! I'm hungry! You can't keep a prisoner if she's dead! You gotta feed 'er you know!

Willow: We'll hafta ask cap'n about your rations.

Luthien: Do you always have to ask the cap'n? Why don't you just make up your decision by yourself! Why don't you decide my rations?

Willow: *looks confused* No, must ask the cap'n.

Luthien: *rolls eyes* Hey, you other pirate.

Sici: Me?

Luthien: Yeah, you. Come here.

Sici: *approaches cell cautiosly* What d'ya want?

Luthien: Tell your elf friend that I am not interested in stealing her chocolate. I really can't stand the stuff.

Sici: *lifts brow* Okay, I'll be sure to tell her that.

Sici and Willow leave the cell, exchanging glances.

Luthien: *smiles as they leave* *Once they're out of sight, Luthien takes out a wine bottle that she had swiped from Sici and twirled a key that she had swiped from Willow.* That was too easy. *hides key and drinks the wine* *gets drunk*

Soon, the captain comes into the cell bringing her rations of food for the evening.

Luthien: *half drunk, half sober* 'Ello, Cap'n. Lovely evening we're having. Livin' in this cell is better than on the Laughing Porcupine hic. Where did that come from? hic Oh, there goes another....

EG: Hmmmm, 'ave you been drinking, prisoner? *slides food into cell*

Luthien: Come 'ere and I'll tell you. *Cap'n comes close to cell* *yells* Yes! Ha, ha...hic

EG: *rubs ears* You better watch it or I'll have you walk the plank!

Luthien: Awe, now, Cap'n, don't be sore. Here, have a drink! *hands EG the wine bottle*

Not being able to resist, the captain takes the bottle and drinks until she is drunk.

EG: Ha, you really are funny, hic prisoner! But I really must get going...my crew awaits hic....a party for all crewmembers is being hic held!

Luthien: But I'm part of your crew hic and I'm stuck here.

EG: Oops, hic let me get that hic for ya. *opens door and lets out Luthien

Luthien: hic Thanks, Cap'n! To the deck! There's a party awaitin'! hic

EG: Aye! hic*walks out of the cell and onto the deck, where the drunken crew are singing and dancing*

Luthien: Look, Cap'n! hic Music! *begins to sing along*

The captain soon joins and all the drunken pirates and crew members party. What they did not know was that it took more than a few cups of wine to get Luthien drunk. She was pretending to get out of her cell. Now that she was free, and the rest of the crew was drunk, she made her way to Willow's quarters. She looked around, but found nothing of value to her.

Luthien: Oh, well...back to the party!

She went back to the party. Soon, the drunk pirates had all fallen asleep, including the cap'n. Luthien, who was fighting back sleep herself, decided to take this opportunity and took the key to the cell from the Cap'n's pocket and stashed it away in the deepest of her pockets. Once her deed was done, she passed out like the rest of the crew.

[Willow Oran]

OOC: Just a note, Willow is in no way an elf of any sort. I thought I had made that extremely clear throughout the story so far. Furthur rant about characterization on discusion thread.

*Willow rolls eyes as the prisenor passes out from drunkeness. As soon as Luthien is asleep Willow goes through her pockets and retrieves all that was stolen before dragging Luthien back to the cell tying her up using her infamous shoelace techniques and locking the door with every lock she can possibly contrieve on short notice.*

Willow: *stalks away to her corner of the Nal* Silly prisenor, thought she could pull one over on me! Hmph!

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

A very annoyed Cap'n now makes her way down to the brig to check on the prisoner, bucket of ice-cold water in hand. The whole way she mutters to herself about how on earth she could have been as stupid as to go down to talk to the prisoner while very, very drunk.

EG: never been so stupid in my life going to kill that stupid elf, no bad idea i'll keel haul her instead... Good morning, Luthien! *splashes water on Luthien's face*
Luthien: grrugle...eh?
EG: Wake-up time!
Luthien: Isn't it 3am?
EG: Yes, that it is. And time for a bit of a lecture.
Luthien: But...I'm tired...
EG: Oh please.
Luthien: Arrrrghlrfrasterrrrrr....
EG: *splashes more water on Luthien* Luthien, look, if ya ever steal from me again, I'll keel haul ya. Ye ken?
Luthien: Umm...*checks pockets and realises the keys are gone* NOOooo!! How could this happen? What?
EG: Thankfully, I've an excellent Faerie on this crew. Not that I wouldn't have done the same if she hadn't gotten to ya first! No one gets away with anythin' I don' like, aboard this ship.
Luthien: Alright, alright...here, ya want some wine?
EG: *thwacks Luthien* Don't try the same trick twice, wench!
Luthien: *pouts*
EG: *Secures locks, gets Willow to guard, gives Willow extra chocolate*

And thus the Captain makes her way back to her cabin, as Earniel said she had something to show her. . .

Earniel: So, well, I was translating this, and it has all this about the wine, and, well, it looks quite important!
EG: So it is! I was hoping someone would translate this soon...we seem a bit lost with this whole quest and we need this! Excellent job, mate!
Earniel: Thank you, Cap'n!
EG: Now, keep translating and get back to me soon, will ya? I've got to lay me down a bit now, ye ken, is the ale, methinks. We're running low on wine, I'm afraid, though not a whisper of that to the rest of the crew!
Earniel: Aye, Captain! Of course not!

ooc: Okay, I said I'd post some plot stuff but I'm reeeally tired and I have to sleep, so I'll do it tomorrow. Sowwy!

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *grumbles and rubs head* Wench, hmmm? I'll show her what a wench I can be....
Willow: Is that you I hear in there?
Luthien: Yeah, so what?
Willow: You shut up in there or I'll get the Cap'n.
Luthien: *mockingly* Ooh, look at me, I'm soooo afraid...not the Cap'n...
Willow: *annoyed* *rolls eyes* You should be...there's a reason that I'm out here and you're in there...
Luthien: *grumbles* Stupid Faerie...

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: *pours over translation by Earniel* Well, Earniel, I think we have a clue now, as to where the wine might be found...or at least where someone is who might know.
E XK: Really? Where?
EG: See, here it says "And thus the wine was hidden far where any living eye could see, and guarded closely, far at sea." So no living eye can see, right?
Earniel: Um, so, we can't see it then.
E XK: Yeah, um, what do we do then?
EG: Well, we talk to someone who isn't living!
E XK and Earniel: Um...how does that work?
EG: What about the Undead?
E XK: And you expect we can just waltz up to a coffin, wait for the sun to go down, and ask them where the wine is?
EG: I had a more practical idea in mind. . .

[Earniel]

Eärniel: *unsure* It won't have anything to do with brain-eating zombies, right? I can't stand people who are falling to bits.

[The last sane person]

*Roya stumbles in drinking vodka8

Roya: What's the matter Willow?

Willow:*Glares at roya* Nothing I cant handle!

Roya: Uh, okay. whatever! if the prisinor gives you any trouble...crown'er!

Luthien: huh, i'd like to see you try!

Willow: No actually yo dont.

Luthien: Psh...she cant harm me!

Roya: You asked for it...Wench!

*Roya cracks bottle over her head and she is out for the count*

Willow: Was that nescessary? Well, i guess she did ask for it!

Roya: I have a feeling she's gonna be knocked out for most of the trip!

[Willow Oran]

Willow: Yes, I suppose she is.

*Roya leaves, Willow yawns and starts to look bored until she looks down and notices that the prisoner is wearing lace up boots. Checking to make sure that Luthien is still un-concious Willow enters the cell and sets to work at the laces. half an hour later she is back outside the cell admiring her handiwork as the prisoner comes to.*

Luthien: *groan* Ngh.... *she notices her boots* Agh! What happened to my bootlaces?!?

Wiilow: *extremely pleased with herself* I tied them to together. Do you like them? I afraid they aren't as tight as I would have liked, I've been rather out of practice. No one else on the ship wears lace up shoes. Not anymore.

Luthien: You... you... argh!!!

*she scrunches up and starts to attempt to untie the laces, an hour later she has still failed to make any progress.*

Luthien: *giving up* What did you do to them?

Willow: I tied a really big knot. Of course, it hasn't really been tested until Tano tries to untie them. She's usually the only one who can.

Luthien: *sniff* My laces...

[Sicirus]

The crew of the ship Nal sail on through the morning mists trying not to take in a deadly amount of alchole. The map of the ancient sea pirates had been studied throughoutly but still held mysteries beyond translation point.

sicirus: My canada wine is missing again.
willow: I think the prisoner took it from you.
sici: Can I shave the prisoners head?
Eg: No
sici: phoodles!
crew members: Huh?
sici: nothing.

E XK: How about we ask the Bop to summon the dead from the graves of the deep?

EG: no she has been out of business ever since one of the ghost decided to eat her chocolate pie then shave her flying sheep.

E XK:*winces* poor Bop!

Sici: how about the creature behind the door?

Willow: are you nuts?
sici: er... was that a trick question?
Roya: oh whats the answer again?

Willow: *sighs* never mind.

sici: *slumps off to find more wine*
Roya: *follows*

Willow: so what is behind that locked door?
..........

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *sniffs* My laces...my beautiful laces...*sniff*...these were given to me by me dad...*sniff*...get out the knot...please...I promise to be good...I promise I won't take no more things....just get out the knot....look...here's some Canadian Wine I took from that Sici character...*sniff*...just get out the knot...please...*sniff*

[Tanoliel]

Willow: By the way, Tano...
Tano: Yez?
Willow: I tied the prisoner's bootlaces together. I wondered if you were going to try and untie them.
Tano: Well, I would...but I don't think I want to.
Willow: Ahhh...
Tano: *grins evilly*

[The last sane person]

*roya follows Sici for wine and they wind up down by the prisinor*

Luthien:*sniff* my laces......Whaaaaaa!.....*sniff*

Roya: Quit yer whinin whimp! *raises hand threataningly*

Luthien: eeep....!*sniff*

Sici: Pathetic! Lets go find some wine!

Luthien: Wait! I have wine! Just get my shoelaces untied!!!! PLEASE!!!

Roya: Can i shut her up now?

Sici: Wait, what wine?

[Tanoliel]

Sici: I thought no one could untie them but Tano.

ooc: Heh. Sorry. I'm just having fun here...:D

[The last sane person]

OOC: Me too...!

*Tano comes stomping down muttering about undead and wine*

Roya: Oy Tano! Come ere for a tick!

Tano: *shrugs and comes over*

[Tanoliel]

Tano: What is? Oh, I found some wine. *hands all round, except Luthien*

ooc: Sorry, Luthien...but you are a prisoner. :)

[The last sane person]

Roya: *slurp* Uh what was it i wanted to talk to ya bout??? *swigs wine contemplatively* eh... I dunno.

[Finrod Felagund]

Finrod: Yess, nice Finrollum likes wineses...*hits self in head*
Finrod: Yah, I love wine (whew)


*Suddenly a gust of wind sweeps Finrod out onto the seas and he is lost beneath the waves...no one noticed except Willow who promptly forgot.*

























*moments latter his head bobs up and he hops back onto the deck*

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Can someone please fix my Laces?!?!?!?!?!?!

[The last sane person]

Roya: Eh....? Oh! thats what i wanted tano for! Wait, why would we want to help you?

Luthien:....cause your all very nice people....I mean pirates....*hopeful glance*

Roya: Eh....I dunno...*looks at unbelievable strong knots* Here!

*she takes out on of many of her knifes and slits the top knot and the rest come off easily*

Roya: They might be a bit short....But they'll work. However i recomend that ya not wear these lace up shoes any more and that ya stow em up some where.

Luthien:*sniff* THANK YOU!!!

Finrod: Whats with her?

Roya: Dunno mate..... Where's the sake hidden at?

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *hugs laces* Here, have some wine, Roya...*takes wine out of pocket*

[The last sane person]

*roya takes the wine but looks at it and then back at Luthien*

Roya: Now, ya wouldn't be plannin ta get me drunk an take my keys ta get out would ya?

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: No, I promise...theif's honor...

[The last sane person]

Roya: Since when do theives have honor?

Luthien: uh.....

Roya: Never mind. *swigs wine*

*She sits down beside Luthien on the other side of the bars, but before she does she takes out all valuable objects as well as the keys and put them a very safe distance away*

Roya: Now tell me....What are ya good at beside gettin knocked out every other post? What can ya do for the ship?

Luthien: What does it matter?

Roya: Well, ifin ya tell me....I could go ta the cap'n and hold conference with 'er and try to get ye out!

Luthien: Really? Yay!

Roya: O'course, ya will be under my constant supervision. And if sos much as put one toe outta line....I'll conck yas over the head and drag ya bck here and make sure ya never get out!

[Elfmaster XK]

Meanwhile, as the conference in the dungeon (*laughs to self) continues, E XK ponders the Cap'n's words.

E XK: You know Cap'n...I don't think necromancy is healthy. I agree with the second mate.

Eärniel: *smiles* Phew. Am not the only one.

EG: It's okay. Don't worry, I'll have a think. If my plan looks likely to succeed, I'll inform you. Eärniel, go back to the translation. XK, find me Sarin will you?

Eärniel: Yes ma'am.

XK: Yes Cap'n.

XK and Eärniel both leave and walk down the corridor together.

Eärniel: I really hope this doesn't turn nasty you know. Zombies and all that...*shudder* I think I'd need some serious chocolate after that.

XK: Aye. Ya kn...Hey...YOU!

Eärniel: Huh?

Sarin: Hello Mates.

Eärniel: Oh hello Sarin.

XK: *raises eyebrow* Why are you outside Eärniel's cabin crewman?

Sarin: Just passing by.

Eärniel:Calm down mate...no need to pounce on people for passing by!

Sarin: See, was just walking.

XK: Hmm...well, cap'n wants to see you Sarin. Come with me please. Eärniel, we'll leave you here then, okay?

Eärniel: Sure. I have some chocolate that needs attending...er...no, maps.

XK: See you later. Come on Sarin. *turns to him when Eärniel is out of earshot* And don't try anything.

Sarin: *innocent look* Why the hostilities, mate.

XK: *frowns and growls* Just come with me.

[Earniel]

*Eärniel enters her cabin. The first thing she sees is that the maps she's left on the table have been misplaced.* With a sigh she begins to order them again. Luckily they are all still here. *

Eärniel: What's it with people and messing up my maps these days? Can't they just ask wether they can look into my maps? I used to keelhaul people for even trying to touch them... *stops* Hang on, why ain't I angry now then? I must be going soft. Maybe I should go more easy on the chocolate... *reconsiders* or maybe not.

*She then checks her cabinet with the rare maps. It's still locked and untouched. Afterall Eärniel is the only one with the key of the cabinet. But somebody has been trying to force it open, leaving telltale knife cuts in the wood. Luckily the magical lock, looted long ago from a merchant laden with dwarven goods, did not yield. *

Eärniel: This is going to far! Who did this!? Wait, Sarin was just outside my cabinet. Maybe he saw something or maybe he did this himself!

*Eärniel angrily prepares to storm out of her cabin but stops at the door and starts laughing.**

Eärniel: Boy, EXK's paranoia is starting to rub off on me. I was suspecting Sarin of all people!

[The last sane person]

Roya: What the bloody hell? whose laughin up there?

Luthien: Uh neh?

Roya:*shrugs* Well, what is it that you can do?

[Indril Anarion]

OOC: Hey! If I have chocolate, it's because it's mine...I didn't take from anyone...yet, anyways...;)

IC:

Luthien: Well, let's see...other than being a theif, I can...I can....I know! I can sew. Yep, was quite a seamstress before turning to my sneaky ways.

Roya: Why did you quit sewing?

Luthien: Because being sneaky is a lot easier, and your fingers don't get pricked and bleed. But if you doubt my talents, bring me cloth, needle, and thread, and I'll show ya.

Roya: Be right back. *soon returns with sewing kit* Now make me a shirt.

Luthien: *takes supplies* What 'er your measurements?

Roya: *looks around before giving Luthien the measurements.

Luthien: Give me an hour.

Roya: Okay.

*An hour later*

Luthien: Finished! Whatdaya think? *holds up poofy pirate shirt*

Roya: Looks good, prisoner. Let me try it on. *takes shirt from prisoner and puts in on, surprised that it fits* Feels good too. Alright, I'll have a word with the cap'n, but I'm not promising anything.

Luthien: *looks grateful* Thanks.

[The last sane person]

*Up roya went, taking all the value able stuff, keys included, back into her pockets and went to look for the captian. She ran slap bang into her*

Roya&EG: Oof!

EG: ere now! whats all this sbout?

Roya: Er, sorry cap'n! *salutes* I think i found a new job fer the prisoner! She can sew and I need an assistant, as such the boatswain of the ship is the one who takes inventory and stocks the ship with whatever is needed! (or at least they do on a normal ship)

[Earniel]

OOC: Fine, fine! I'll edit. :rolleyes:

[Indril Anarion]

OOC: Thank you...:)

[The last sane person]

OOC: Thank you Earniel! I'll fix mine.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: That looked messy...oh well...

ic: EG: Well, Roya, a seamstress might be useful...but I still don't trust her. How 'bout we say she's the seamstress, and we treat her a bit better, give her some wine even, but keep her in the brig under lock and good watch. How does that sound? We've others for your assistant if you need.

Roya: Weeellllll....fair 'nough for now, Cap'n, I s'pose!

EG: Good, good.

*informs prisoner of her new status*

Later, EG is in her cabin with Earniel and E XK.

EG: I think we dont' have to get into necromancy. I've been doing some research, and there are dead things what don't need ta be raised by us. We find ourselves a vampire, and--
Earniel: A VAMPIRE? It'll DRINK OUR BLOOD! With all due respect Captain, I must say I think you must be mad!
EG: That's quite a likely possibility. Nonetheless, we must try.
Earniel: Okay...
E XK: You're mad as pants. But tha's alright...we'll follow you...

[The last sane person]

OOC: Oy, what will I do ifin there isnt any thing to document? As Boatswain I would useually handle the papers and log....!?


*Roya stumbles in on group*

Roya: Vampire?! Whoa! thats a head trip!

EG: Hey its not like anyone has a better idea!

Roya: I never said anythin against it!

E xk: Well, what do ya say?

Roya: Hells bells!! I'll go where the captain leads!

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: Glad to hear it, Roya! Now, here, I've got all these papers for ya to deal with...*hands Roya a stack of papers*

E XK: Um...Cap'n?
EG: Yes?
E XK: I wasn't aware that we had any papers. I mean, we haven't been keeping track of anything...
EG: Weelll...I figured just in case the Coast Guard shows up again, we can show them we're...a nice...merchant ship?
Roya: Like they'd ever beleive that...
EG: Good point. Um. Well, just sort through those and um...put them in order?
Roya: Okay, Cap'n...

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien was happy to learn she was a seamstress.

Luthien: Finally, something useful to do down 'ere in the brig.

The cap'n had brought her some supplies and the measurements of the entire crew, so Luthien began making shirts, pants, and waistcoats for the entire crew. She even began making a long cap'n's coat for the cap'n.

Luuthien: Better be nice to 'er if I want out o' this brig.

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *pokes head around door* Hey, did I hear the word vampire?
EG: Well--
Tano: 'Cause I know some great bats, I could try and contact 'em if you like. I mean, if you wanna talk to 'em I should probably tell 'em now, 'cause they have a tendency to get twanged rather often and we want 'em sober when we talk, or at least mostly sober--but they aren't prongs, and I can make 'em promise not to eat or conk any of the crew.
EG: Riiiight...
Tano: Well?



ooc: Okay. Sorry about all the slang. These are translations:

Bat: Slang for vampire, referring to the shifting shape.

Twanged: Slang for a bat when drunk; they get into this state by either drinking a drunk person's blood or by drinking too much blood (FYI: Bats do NOT drain entire human beings!)

Prong: What Anne Rice and Amelia Atwater-Rhodes write. The stuck up, arrogant vampires who are very much "we are children of the night" and "we are superior to mortals" and so on and so forth and are REALLY annoying that way.

Conk: Slang referring to the process of turning someone into a vampire. I conked, you conked, she will be conked.

Yes. I'm sorry I had to do all this--I don't want this to turn into a Vampire RPG. I just felt that I should represent my friends properly. Any questions, PM me.

Sorry, Cap'n. :D

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: Tano, I do hope you could trust me to represent the bats properly...many of them are my friends too, ya know ;) But yes, note, is not a Vampire RPG...we're pirates, we're mostly elves, and the vampire thing is...well...you see. :D

ic:

EG: Good, Tano, if we're in any ports where ya might have connections, I'll ask for yer help. Mind, I've some connections meself, though mine too have a tendency to get really twanged or just be simply difficult to talk to...rather obtuse sometimes, them. Don't worry, though.
Tano: Oh, believe me, I'm worried.
EG: I s'pose you've every right to be. But trust m--um, don't do that. Unless you want to get yourself into heaps of trouble, that is.
Tano: Riiight. Just lets avoid the prongs, 'kay? Please?
EG: You think I'd let us see prongs. Hells no. We'll see some of my friends if I can get a hold of them, or some of yours if we can't.

[The last sane person]

*Roya was forging ahead with the logs in her cabin keeping a steady amount of Vodka at the ready*

Roya: Jezus! How in the name of the gods did these get so bad!! *throws shot glass down and swigs from bottle* Hells bells! I needa get ta a port in order to straighten these things out!

*sees tano walking past her open door*

Roya: Oy! Tano.

Tano: *pokes head around door* aye?

Roya: Do ya know when we will come cross a port?

Tano: Na. why?

Roya: Cause i been passin through the ole logs and i think i can forge the papers of owner ship to prove its ours should the coast guard show up.

Tano: Oh. tell the cap'n.

*Roya wanders about and runs straight into EG*

Roya: *salutes* Cap'n! I think i can fend off the coast guard!

Eg: How?

Roya: Forge the papers.

*Ear comes behind EG*

Ear: well, that wont do much.

Roya: well, mayhaps not but it'll fool em long enough fer us ta stick a couple cannon balls inna their side an' run like the devil!

EG: Good girl! so whatcha needen ta do this with?

Roya: I gotta go to a port and clear it with a couple "friends" o mine ta make it seem legit.

Ear: how do you know their goning to be in that port?

Roya: Hell, just jingle a bag a gold and they'll be right next ts yas!

EG: whatever you think'll work!

Roya: Aye aye cap'n! oh do we got any more apples left?

Eg:*shrug*

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien kept sewing. She had aready finished three shirts and the capn's coat was half finished.

Luthien: I hope everyone likes these.

She had been careful to sew the intitials of the wearer on the inside of the shirts so that they could be told apart. She hummed an old drinking song as she worked.

[The last sane person]

Roya: Hoy there prisoner! Ya be needen any more suppies er whatnot?

*roya makes her way over to the cell but keeps about two arms lenghts away*

Luthien: No, but it would be nice if you would deliver these finished clothes to their owners, the innitials are in the insides of the clothes.

Roya: put em down away from ya an i'll get em, put yer hands up over yer head sos i can see um!

*luthien does that and just to make certain, Roya takes out all valuable items, keys included, out and puts them a safe distance away. She goes gets the clothes, retrives her items and makes her way up to distribute the clothes*

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien watched as Roya empties out her pockets.

Luthien: i told ya I wasn't gonna take anything else.

Roya didn't look convinced. She took the shirts and headed up the stairs. Once again, Luthien was alone.

Luthien: This sucks...*begins to sing* I'm all alone, there's no one here beside me...*trails off*

[The last sane person]

*roya came back down and heard Luthien humming her drinking song*

Roya: Hoy! where'd ya learn drinkin songs? Tha's not quite what i thought elves would be learnin!

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *looks up* Oh, well I'm not your ordinary elf. I learned drinking songs at the tavern. Ale is good when pirates are around. I've always been fond of alcohol, even when i was young. I learned even more drinkin' songs on The Laughing Porcupine and other such ships where I've been caught. *smiles* But I don't hear much singing around 'ere. You pirates broken or something? Singing drinkin' songs are partly what a pirate's all about.

[The last sane person]

Roya: Na, we're na broken. Jus' a might preoccupied!

Luthien; Oh? Still, you guys do have some leasure time....

Roya: true 'nuff, we do. We also have a bard onboard and he still does sing. yous jus' can't hear 'im down ere!

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Guess not. So what are ya pirates doing out in the open see? You can't just be sailin' to nowhere.

[The last sane person]

*Roya grew wary about Luthien's questions*

Roya: ere now, why do you want to know?

Luthien: *shrugs*

Roya: well, we ent in the open sea no more. We are indeed going somewhere but i cant tell you.

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Why not?

OOC: Stupid 90 second rule! Who ever thought of that?!

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Why not?

OOC: Stupid 90 second rule! Who ever thought of that?!

[The last sane person]

OOC: You posted twice?

Roya: Cause i dunno wha kinda mischeif yer gonna get inna! I dont trust theives! Las' time i did, ya got out!

[Indril Anarion]

OOC: oops! Now I can't delete it....oh, well...

Luthien: Oh, yeah...*looks back to capn's cloak and smiles* There! I finished it! *holds it up to reveal a dark red coat embroidered with gold, a pattern of wine glasses and wine being poured in and out* Whatdaya think?

[Earniel]

*After some sailing they reach finally port. The captain and Tano will look for their nocturnal batshaped friends while Roya and the first mate will go and get the board's papers forged. The rest stays on board and looks after the prisoner.*

Eär: Captain, wait. Take this. *hands the captain a package*

EG: What is it? *begins to unfold the package*

Eär: Garlic, from Garina's kitchen.

Tano: Garlic?!

Eär: Well, you know... just in case your ... contacts want a wee bit too much contact.

EG: Eärniel, you don't have to be so cryptic.

Eär: Fine, just don't get conked, 'kay? I'll rather take my chances in the room (the room is locked, thank Eru) than serve under a captain who's thirsting more for my blood than a good glass of Elven wine.

EG: Don't worry mate, me and Tano got enough hidden sharp instruments to make them think twice about it.

[Tanoliel]

Tano: Allium sativum (ooc: yes, I AM a nerd, why do you ask?). Hmm...could come in useful, though. Thanks, Earniel. *stuffs garlic in pocket*

[Sicirus]

ooc: have been absent for awhile. Can someone fill me in in short what has happened please?
not by pm though.

[Tanoliel]

ooc:
(Next time ask on the discussion thread--why it's there)

Um...Earniel found an old cap'n's log and some maps and things (I think?) and we're going to dock for a while...the cap'n and me and a couple other people are going to look for vampires, because the undead are going to help us find the wine.
Yes. I think that is all. :)

tano

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien took up her cup and began dragging it along the steel bars making a large racket.

Luthien: *singing* Yo ho, yo ho! A Pirates life for me!

Roya: What's all the racket about? You ain't had no wine, matey.

Luthien: I know....but if I can't be drunk for real, I might as well act like it...I haven't had a good drink in days...why don'tcha be a good Samaritan and get some for me????

[Sicirus]

ooc: thanks. next time I will use the discussion board. Sorry bout that. By the way I always have something wolfie about my characters on rpg. So I am a werewolf.:D

ic: sici: wait for me! wait for me! I want to help find the vampires.*trips off of the boat and lands head first into the sand and disturbs an aklready disturbed crab.* Yelp crabs!

eg: Sh sicirus.*checks maps* well we should find them in the caves of many bats.

sici: bats?

Ear: no sicirus, old ladies with canes.:rolleyes:

sici: noooooooo!!!! not old ladies wiuth canes. *shivers*

sici: can I come pleaseeeeeee??????

[The last sane person]

Roya: Stow yer gab Luthien! I have got errands to run so keep it down! *with that Roya left with E XK to go forge the papers*

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Aye! I'm bored! What can ya expect! I feel like singing! *resumes singing* Yo Ho! Yo Ho! A Pirates life for me!

[The last sane person]

*meanwhile, Roya and E XK had made it to the port town and were slinking around looking for the boatswain's "friends"*

E XK: well, where the bloody hell are they?

Roya: quite yer whinin! ere, we'll have better luck goin inna the pub.

*they made there way into the pub in question, a rather ill favored place and preceeded to buy themselves a drink and sit in the drk corner of the room, a shadow-y figure made its way to them*

Figure: what ya be needen done lass?

Roya: oh, just a forgery, nothin big like before.

Figure: well, i owe ya this then. for previous...er...actions.

Roya: good. then its settled over a pint! *calls for one extra pint to be brought* have it delivered to port, ta the NAL! *As the figure finishes his pint and leaves, a drunk comes up and punches E XK who retaliates. the Drunk then comes back with a few o' his fellows and a rucus insues*

OOC: BAR FIGHT!!! kinda like the one i had when i went ta a 5th of july party after i said goodbye ta emy.......

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

*Another drunk unfortunatly had a song stuck in her head and with the rhythmic punching of the of the bar fight she just had to start singing. The drunk clambered up onto the bar and hopped on one foot. The wild swings made with her other foot in an attempt to keep her balance sent glasses flying all over.*

Drunk: *singing*

Beauing, belleing, dancing, drinking,
Breaking windows, cursing, singing
Ever raking, never thinking,
Live the Rakes of Mallow;
Uh da da da da da dun,
Beating waiter's and someone else,
Something's true begotten sons,
Live the Rakes of Mallow.

*The next glass she kicked landed sqarely on Roya's head.*

Drunk: *This part really loudly*

Then to end this raking life,
They get sober, take a wife,
Ever after live in strife,
And wish again for Mallow.
HEY!

[The last sane person]

Roya:*storming at the unfortunate drunk* WHY YOU---------! i'll have yer guts fe garters! yer intrails will be yer extrails! i-arr-yerch!!!!!!

*she decends upon the Drunk and begins to beat the crap outta her*

Drunk: SHIITTEE! ave mercy!

Roya: *slaps drunk*

Drunk: okay i didnt deserve that one! *punches Roya*

Roya: *punches Drunk again*

Drunk: *Reeling from the blow* okay, i deserved that one!

*Roya proceeds to drag the unfortunate drunk back to ship and ties her to the mast*

OOC: Look at the Katt Roya draged in!

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Drunk: *Tied to mast* Finally a stable surface. *Starts humming and then singing quietly* Hitler, he only had one ball; The other was in the Albert Hall; His mother, the dirty Bugger; Chopped off the other when he was still small.

OOC: Roya, for the quote in your sig it's CAPTIAN Jack Sparrow. :)

[The last sane person]

OOC: YEAH!!

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

*After about 10 minutes, the drunk tied to the mast decided on a different song.*

Drunk: So bring us more ale here, and without fail here, we shall keep singing till each song is sung!

Roya: *very agitated* Oh no you won't! *Hit's drunk upside the head with her own mug* There.

Drunk: *snores*

Roya: BLOODY HELL!

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *pokes head over the railing on the ship* Yo! Who's this?

Roya: A drunk. From a bar. It won't stop singing. Why are you here?

Tano: Had to get somming for the cap'n. *climbs over railing* A drunk. Looks like a drunk Katt. What are you going to do with it?



ooc: Cap'n Jack Sparrow is the coolest mad cap'n, and the Interceptor was played by the Lady Washington and I'm in LURVE with her! I found my true love and she broke my heart. Roya? Roya, you work near her...can I work with you on this ship? I'l swab decks. Anything. Please, Roya? (Er....sorry...it's just that people who are in love tend to do weird things....:))

[The last sane person]

Originally posted by Tanoliel

The Interceptor was played by the Lady Washington and I'm in LURVE with her! I found my true love and she broke my heart. Roya? Roya, you work near her...can I work with you on this ship? I'l swab decks. Anything. Please, Roya? (Er....sorry...it's just that people who are in love tend to do weird things....:))

OOC: Near her? Bloody hell! I work on her! And by the by, the crew is full so i dont think i can do much for ye!

[Tanoliel]

I know. I thought so. :(
I'm just so bloody flippin jealous...

Ah well. Cest la vie and va bene...I'll find my own schooner. :)

Could I visit her sometime with you, though? *hopeful look*


tano

[The last sane person]

Sure, as soon as she comes back to port. Right now she is doin a tour after they stopped filming so, i think she is in Japan....AND TO THINK I HAD THE CHANCE TO GO! ARG! I HATE SCHOOL!!!!!!!!

Roya: a drunk Katt? well i'll be sworn! *slaps katt*

Katt: *murmurs* i think i deserved that one....*snore*

Roya: *laugh* So it is!

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

Meanwhile, the Cap'n and Tano were off looking for vampires in the city. Or rather, they were waiting 'til dark, because they both knew just the place to look for bats. And they were both singing, rather loudly,
"We wrapped 'em all in a main'sl tight
With twice ten turns of a hawser's bite
And we heaved 'em over and out of sight,
With a Yo-Heave-Ho! and a fare-you-well
And a sudden plunge in the sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell

Soon, however, the two were apprehended by the police.

Police 1: You two look drunk.
Police 2: You are aware that public intoxication is illegal in this town, were you not?
EG: I'm drunk? I don't think I'm drunk. I'm just enjoying the late afternoon. And singing. THat's all, I promise ye!
Police 1: I don't like the looks of you. You must be pirates.
EG: Pirates?
Tano: Us?
EG: Oh, no, sir, ye got us all wrong.
Tano: We're good, law abiding
EG: merchant ship...cardboard.
EG and Tano *leaning in*: Until ye get too close!
Police: Um..*confused looks all around*
EG: *straightens up, steps back* So ye see, we aren't doin' no harm to ye, or yer town. Besides, ain't this here be a port town? Port towns ought ta be used ta drunken sailors such as the likes of us!
Police: Right then...*backing away* You're a strange one. Cardboard?
EG: Ye are what ye eat.
*the two pirates tango off down the street, as darkness sets in.*

The two kept on singing.
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten;
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like break o'day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Tano: Ye reckon is dark 'nuff for bats now?
EG: Aye, that I do. Let's head to the bar.
Tano: Aye, Cap'n.

*And so they went off to the bar, singing as they went.*


ooc: --->Could I please claim the next post? I have to go now, but I've got more to say. Also, I'm so sorry you're cap'n's been gone of late. Must be all that viewing of Pirates of the Caribbian ;) (okay, actually I've only seen it once. was going to go again today but it was sold out. alas, i won't get to see my love again until tomorrow. No, not Johnny Depp! Not Olrando Bloom! I'm talking about the Lady Washington!/Interceptor. Roya...um...help? Must get to boat...:(Buddy pal! :D)

[Tanoliel]

ooc: I know you're claiming it--I won't say anything of importance. I just feel like posting.

Tano: Ooh, ooh....Merchant Ship Cardboard! I've got a verse about cardboard.
"We ate the hardtack in the mornin' light
Tasted like our main'sl tight
So we heaved 'em over and out of sight,
With a ho-heave-ho and a fare-you-well
The cardboard came up on the swell
In a glass of milk on the road to hell...."

EG: Er...where're you gettin' milk on a ship?

Tano: The Ship's Cow.

EG: The ship's cow?

Tano: Yeah. Old sailor legend...ooh, look. Here's the bar.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: s'alright :D

ic:

And in they go to the bar...

This bar is a dark place, full of people in cloaks with hoods and the like. Everyone seems to be trying to be The Dark Mysterious Stranger in the Corner.
Cap'n and Tano go up to the bar.
Cap'n: A pint o' Guinness for myself, and. . .
Tano: A sparkling water for me.
Bartender: *looks very very surprised* Um...okay...I dunno that we have sparkling water...I might have some Guinness in the back for you, but otherwise there's not much I can do for ye.
Cap'n: Very well then, water for the boths of us, unless you can dig up some ale or rum or wine or something.
Bartender: I think we got some rum back 'ere.
Cap'n: Oh goody.
Bartender: Nope, the rum's gone. Sorry.
Cap'n: WHy's the rum gone?
Bartender: Because it's a vile drink that no one here ever orders.
Cap'n: But why's the rum gone? *forlorn expression*
Bartender: Um?
Cap'n: Nevermind.
Bartender: Okay, here's your waters.
*They take their water and go to a table*
Cap'n: Okay, the bat I know should be 'ere soon.
Tano: Um, how'd you know?
Cap'n: Remember when I got off the ship, I slipped a piece of paper to that wench what was wanderin' amid the docks?
Tano: No.
Cap'n: Good, you didn't see. Well, do ye remember that same wench handin' me another slip o' paper later after the police?
Tano: Yes. I saw that.
Cap'n: Well...*takes out paper and hands it to Tano*
Tano: *reading* Dragon's Blood. 9pm. Beware of Rothbert.
Cap'n: Is 8:59 right now.
Tano: Okay...

And just seconds later, a tall dark stranger walks into the bar. That is, another one. And he sits down at their table.

(ooc: Again I'm going to have to leave off. Need a short conference with someone. People are welcome to post other stuff, but I request this meeting be left to me, as I have a PLAN. Thank you kindly! :D)

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien heard all the "music" coming from the drunk above.

Luthien: Goody! A new crew member! Hey! Down heer, drunken sailor! I wanna hear mor of your songs.

[Willow Oran]

Meanwhile Willow being the neurotic little faerie that she is and having wings decides to follow Cap'n and the others to the meeting with the bat.

Willow: (talking to herself as she picks her way along the docks) It's not that I think they can't avoid being bitten on their own, really it isn't it's just that well, accidents happen and it never hurts to have an extra person around to make sure of things going the way they're supposed to. Really, I'm just going to stand in the background and not interefere at all, unless the bat tries to bite them. But that won't happen, I'm just going to watch, really, that's all.

Having decided this she looked up and saw the ship, quickly revising her plans she ducked out of sight and ran for the bar she had seen the Cap'n and Tano go into. That ship should not have been there, this was bad.

OOC: Eruviel, I'm setting up for the sub-plot we discussed, tell me whether you want to go through with it or not. It shouldn't really do anything except speed us up a bit though.

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

*The drunk Katt reeled her head around to look at Luthien*

Drunk: Oh goodie! *hic* an audience!
Bring us more ale here and without fail here.
We’ll go on singing till each song is sung,
Pass round the jugs now; fill up your mugs now,
We shall not stop now that we have begun.
And if you have a song sir as we go along sir,
You’re next to sing but you’re never to think,
We’d let you sing dry sir that’s a foul lie sir,
A drink for each song and a song for each drink.

Luthien: That's a good one. How does it go again.

Drunk: Bring us more ale here.

Luthien: Bring us more ale here.

Drunk: and without fail here.

Luthien: and without fail here.

Drunk&Luthien: Welllego onesingincg till earch sonegis sung!

*The drunk was slurring cuz she was, well, drunk, and Luthien was slurring because the he hadn't memprized the words yet*

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *to drunk* Ya got any alcohol-y on ya?

[The last sane person]

Roya: Nope and if she did i would have it! *she come on board and thwaks the drunk as she passed*

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Pish! Oh, well....back to singin'! Ya know any songs, Roya?

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: Ooh! just learned this cool new song! It has three more verses and I'll see if I can learn the tune Monday night.

Drunk: I gotta 'nother one!

Why liquor of life do I love you so,
When in all our encounters you lay me low?
More stupid and senseless I everyday grow;
What a hint, if I'd mend by the warning!
Tattered and torn you've left my coat,
I've not a crevat to save my throat,
Yet all pardon you all, my sparkiling doat,
If you'll cheer me again in the morning!

An' the other verses are about drinkin after church, marrying your cousin, and some other buggered thing. I don't like singin those verses cuz, I don't like church, I have no cousins, and I can't even remember the other bit.

OOC: I was maybe struggleing with the possibility of the Drunk actually being an ostricized Bat. Named Katt. How about that? Is it a bad idea? Should I just be really annoying?

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: Annoying. Yes. Good. I am finally here. Go me. Um. Why is the rum gone?

ic:
And so the Yet Another Tall Dark Stranger came up to them and sat down. And from somewhere in the pub, a very strange girl with a long brown braid popped her head up from behind a table and said, Conk the elf!. But of course no one heard this.

THE TALL DARK STRANGER: Greetings, my fair...ladies...personages...pirates...
EG: I liked the bit about the pirates.
TTDS: Good, good. I am Ignatious Bob Flannery, and I am responding to your message. Milady. *does flourishy bow*
EG: You shall call me sir, or Captain. Or skip. Whatever. BUT ONLY THoSE!
IBF: Good, good, Skip-Captain-Sir.
EG: Excellent. SO, we need your help. Want to come back to the ship?
IBF: Might I have a drink first?
EG: Certainly, Ignatious Bob.
IBF: Very well then. *orders a wieeeeerd drink.*

ooc: More pending. Um. :)

[Willow Oran]

OOC: Cap'n, Bat's name is spelled Ignatius. Continuing weird sub-plot, one evil identity revealation coming right up.

Willow poked her head in the bar in time to hear the bat say "Might I have a drink first." Thus she decided that she hadn't worried for nothing after all and that now would be good time to interrupt and tell Cap'n about that ship, before the bat decided to go for the cheap alternative of not bothering to order.

Willow: *slips into the bar and up to the table where the others are sitting.* Cap'n! I've got something I really need to tell you-

Eruviel: Not now Willow, we're conducting buisness with our friend here.

IBF: One of your crew I presume?

Eruviel: Yes, this is our resident Faerie, Willow, this is Ignatius Bob Flannery, the bat we were meeting with.

Willow: Flannery? That sounds awfully familier... I think I might of met one of your cousins before...

IBF: It's possible. We are a large family, I'm the only bat of the entire lot though, What did you say your name was again?

Willow: Willow Oran, of Faerin. About that, Cap'n there's a Faerie ship at port here we might want to leave soon, last I heard Fa- I mean the King wasn't too happy with you.

IBF: It would be wise to take Her Highness' advice in this matter Captain, we can conduct our negotiations on your ship, preferably out of sight of the harbor.

OOC: Heh. Evil sub-plot revealed, along with motivation to move fast.

[Tanoliel]

Tano: Oh, and Cap'n--
EG: What else?
Tano: Oh, not much. Just that there's a drunk on board. So we've got another one to deal with. There is, however, a fresh supply of cannon shot, plus forks, spoons, rum bottles--empty, of course--and other things that can be shoved into said cannons. The wind's good. I think we could outsail this fairie ship if we had too. What kind of ship have they got, Willow?

ooc: Sorry, I'm babbling...just I couldn't post for so LONG, you see, because my CAPTAIN had to post...:D

[Indril Anarion]

Meanwhile, aboard the ship...

Luthien: *dancing in her cell to drunk's song* *singing* Yet all la la... my sparkiling la...If you'll la la la in the morning! *not singing* I've got to learn me the lyrics of this song...*to drunk* So, what's your name, or shall I call you Musical Drunk?

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: Faerie ship. Oh. Oh. Holy. Um. Excrement. Willow? Highness? Okay, I'm not even going to ask, we're just GETTING OUT OF HERE! Ignatius, you're coming with us, right?
IBF: Of course, sir captain skip.
EG: *grabs Willow's wrist in one hand, Ignatius's in the other, and trusts Tano to come, and RUNS out of the bar, down the street to the docks, and on to the ship. Once aboard, she calls to the mate.*
EG: *shouting* Xenoia! Are we all met?
E XK: Aye, Cap'n! All here and accounted for.
EG: THEN LET'S SAIL! All hands! Hoist up the sails! *runs to the tiller* Are well all ready? SAIL!
*Tano runs about making sure there are no lines still tied up to the dock, and then scrambles to the crow's nest*
EG: *out of breath* Flannery...*gasping*...so sorry...have to get out of here...we'll talk soon, just need...to get out...of...port....*nearly falls on the wheel*

...and so they sail out of the harbour and out to sea. unluckily for them, the Faeries soon notices and leave port themselves. EG is taking the ship out as fast as she can...

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *from crow's nest* They're following, Cap'n! But they aren't gaining--we can outrun them!

[The last sane person]

*Roya comes out from below deck as she heard the Cap'ns cry for all hands on deck. She goes up to her and notices the dude she has by the wrist*

Roya: Hoy there cap'n! whats all this? and who is this? *points to Flannery*

Cap'n: I'll tell you later! Go help Tano with the weapons! Just in case they do catch up to us! oh, and did you get the papers?

Roya:*salutes and calls over her shoulder* Ay ay cap'n! I did get those papers, but i doubt theey'll do us any good!

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: Well why's that? Honestly, I don't think I can...well, why won't they work, eh?
Roya: Well...
EG: Oh nevermind now...I have things to do. Important things. XENOIA!!!
EXK: Yes, Cap'n.
EG: I have to go talk to Flannery. I'll be back. Make sure they don't bloody well catch us up. If they're gaining...well, just come get me.
*drags Flannery into her cabin*
IBF: Er...
EG: You can sit down. I'm so sorry about all this, it's just...well, a few things. You know why I asked you for help, right?
IBF: Yes, of course.
EG: Good, thank you so much for agreeing to come. I don't like having to call in favors, but...
IBF: Well, after Singapore, I certainly do owe you. It's been so long, I was half-expecting you'd forgotten. But I'm glad to do what I can for you.
EG: So glad to hear it. *sighs* Okay, I don't have long before I have to get back out there, but there's a few questions first.
IBF: If I may say so, Cap'n, you've changed much since I saw you last.
EG: *snaps* Well I didn't have a ship or a crew last time you saw me. My situation seems to have improved vastly.
IBF: What, with people chasing you and all?
EG: *sighs again* See, Flannery, this is what I live for. This kind of excitement. If I'm not constantly stressed and ready to have a heart attack over various things I'm not having fun. I chase is what I've been needing. When you've lived this long, some people, like myself, start to live solely on adrenaline.
IBF: As a fellow immortal, I can understand.
EG: *rolling her eyes* You're not immortal, you're dead. There's a difference.
IBF: Er. Yes, Cap'n. I s'pose you're right. Anyway. Questions.

And suddenly, Willow bursts in, having realized her Captain was alone in a room with a bat, and hoping she hadn't been conked or naught. . .

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *Hearing the racket* What's goin' on up there? Hopefully nothing too horrible.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

In the cabin, still. . .

EG: Willow, what can I do for you?
Willow: Um...well...*looks between the Cap'n and Flannery nervously*
EG: Willow, I'll call you back in in a moment, but I really need to talk to Flannery alone right now.
Willow: *looks horrified* But Cap'n...wouldn't it be...I mean...er...*now just looks confused*
EG: I'll call for you, Willow.
Willow: *sighs* Yes, Cap'n. *exits, chased by a bear*

I mean, she wasn't chased by a bear. Nevermind. Forget the bear. Anyone who gets the reference gets a virtual cookie. Not you, Tano, I know you know it! ;)

Anyway, back to the story...

Now Tano bursts in.
Tano: Sorry to interrupt Cap'n, but you might want to know, well, we've put on some good speed, and the other ship doesn't look like it'll catch us up in a while yet. Out of sight by now. But we're keeping a sharp lookout, just in case. Cap'n.
EG: GOod, good. Thanks, tell me if anything else happens. Oh, and just in case, ready the cannons--we never know what'll happen.
Tano: Uh, Cap'n, we tossed over all the 'munition when you said lose everything heavy. Back when we were running to the ship.
EG: Do we still have silverware and whatnot? Load it with anything.
Tano: Yes, Cap'n! *grins* I've been wanting to do that for along time, Cap'n!
*leaves*

[Tanoliel]

Tano: Hey, Roya! You want to help load the cannons?
Roya: With what munition?
Tano: Silverware. The nice stuff we picked up a while ago. None of us use it, anyway.

[The last sane person]

Roya: *gives Tano a strange look* Sure! *shrugs and goes to help her*

Tano: Thank you! Now help keep watch for the Faeries!

Roya: you sure you didnt drink anything odd back there?

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *realizes Roya hasn't been explained to* Oh. No, not that I can remember. See, apparently Willow is connected real high up in the faerie realm, and they've got a ship that's chasing us--and we tossed most of the munition overboard to lighten up way back. So now we've got silverware to defend ourselves with.
Roya: Ah-ha...

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

Meanwhile, the Faerie ship was still a ways behind. It looked pretty good for the Nal. For now.

Back in the cabin, the strange girl from the inn popped up from behind the...from the floor, shouted "conk the elf! and give me my cookie!" and disappeared in a flash of patchcoat.

The Cap'n looks back to Flannery, raises her eyebrow, and begins the questions.
EG: So, what was that about "your highness" in reference to Willow?

[The last sane person]

Roya: Well then, those papers will not help at all. If its willow they want they wont stop to look at our papers! So, willow is a higher up faerie eh? *does some thinking and smiles but shakes the thought out of her head and goes back to watching the faerie ship*

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: Uh, Roya, how did you hear that? It was said in the cabin. You're outside. You wouldn't've heard. Er.

[The last sane person]

OOC: Tano told me. Read above post by her.

[Willow Oran]

OOC: Watch out for flying bits of backstory, Cap'n please don't kill me.

IBF: It was in reference to her rank, what else?

EG: I was rather hoping that it was sarcasm. Could you be a bit more specific?

IBF: About what?

EG: About why you addressed one of my crew by a royal title just after we were told that there was a faerie warship in the harbor.

IBF: Oh! That! To put it simply, the reason the faerie ship is chasing you is because you have their crown princess on board. I thought you knew.

*the information takes a few seconds to sink in but when it does...*

EG: Holy ****! You mean I kidnapped faerie ROYALTY!?!

IBF: Well, yes, you did. Can this ship go any faster?

OOC: Heh, poor Cap'n, I sprung this backstory on her at about one in the morning after a couple hours of filming, her reaction was the same then.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: Oops, sorry Roya! Oh, and Vampire Number One, don't worry 'bout it. Is cool :D

ic:

EG: Oh. Holy excrement! That's...
IBF: Squicky? I believe that might be the word you're looking for.
EG: Yeah. Squicky. That's it. Um. *ducks head outside of cabin.* WILLOW!!!

Willow comes running.
Willow: Yes, Cap'n!
EG: Why, in the name of She Who Sails the Sea in a Yellow Umbrella, did you not tell me you're a princess?
Willow: Er...
EG: Nevermind, I know why you didn't. Now answer me this: What do you suggest we do? And do you want to go back to them or not? And...*calls for the Mate*
XEN! Uh, make this bloody ship go faster! Please!
E XK: Yes, Cap'n...er....okay...

*Cap'n turns back to Willow...*

[Arathorn]

Arathorn: <yawns> The sleeping bard has awakened! Er, Cap'n, what's that cute ship doing there following us? Who are these new folksies here? I must've slept an Age...:o

[Willow Oran]

Willow: Erm, well, no, I don't really want to go back yet, not at this stage, if I did I would have flown off without telling anyone... I suppose we could try to explain things to them... It all depends on who's captaining their ship, and if they're friendly or not.

EG: Meaning?

Willow: Well, they might not be, there is one distant line of cousins who have been known to be distinctly unfriendly, sort of a flock of black sheep if you know what I mean. But if it's one of my first or second cousins on board then they'll probably be willing to let us be once they know what's going on.

OOC: Eruviel, I really hope you're coming to the performance on saturday, I need to talk with you about this... As for the faerie captain... Friendly or unfriendly? Which do you prefer? Unfriendly will take more backstory work, their characters are rather less developed.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: I'll come, Wil...hel...mina...I mean Willow! Different play! ;) I'll be at the 2pm one, I want to see you as Penny!

ic:

EG: Well, do you think we could somehow try to find out what's going on with them, then? Send someone over perhaps?

Willow: Weeelll...

EG: Oh, and Arathorn...gah, blimey! Didn't see ye there! Well...um...go write a song? Oh, and I suppose I ought to introduce you...Flannery, this is the ship's bard, Arathorn. Arathorn, this is Ignatius Bob Flannery, he's helping us find the wine.

Arathorn: Nice to meet you, Mr. Flannery...er...*looks at him funny* Excuse me, sir, but, uh, are you dead?

IBF: Er. Technically...yes. I am.

Arathorn: Right then. I'm...I'll be off to write a song then...*backs out of office slowly, keeping a hand near his jugular*

[Indril Anarion]

*in the brig*

Luthien: *singing* yo ho yo ho, a pirate's life for me *not singing* I'm gettin tired of singing. *sits down and leans head against the rail* *yawns*
Luthein: There's gotta be something to do around here...

[Willow Oran]

Willow: We could send someone over and see what happens to them. I wouldn't reccomend sending anyone you care about though.

EG: Hmmmm....

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Hello? Is anybody out there? I'm kinda thirsty. Can I get somethin to wet my whistle.

[The last sane person]

Eruviel: Sure thing....*shouts* ROYA! Come here a tick!

Roya: *jogs over* Aye?

Eruviel: I gotta little favor ta ask ya....

OOC: you said "send some one over ya dont care about" so here i am volunteering for duty!

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Katt: You know, I may be just a drunk tied to the mast, but do I have to be a drunk tied to the mast? I mean, is that the best spot for a drunk. Specially if everyone is running around preparing to fight?

OOC: Ooh! I have no purpouse! I voulenteer!

[Willow Oran]

Willow: Well, at least we have volunteers even if we do care about them, in a strange sort of way. I leave the decision up to you Cap'n, it's your ship and your crew.

OOC: I will be unable to post for the next two and a half weeks as my family and I are taking a trip to Ireland. If this thread has not progressed by the time I return I shall be most dissapointed in all of you. ;) Bye for now.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: ALL! Listen. Thank you so much for volunteering, but I'm afraid I have to send theMate as representative. This is not to say I don't care a whit about her, becaue this is farthest from the truth, however, first, I know she represents the best interests of ship and crew, and second, because I know she's good at these situations.
E XK: I am?
EG: *glares, and kicks her lightly * Of COURSE you are! Now, fly the flag of truce, and put in the anchor--we'll wait for them.
Tano: SHouldn't we turn around and head toward them, Cap'n?
EG: DId you just question the Cap'n's orders?
Tano: Um...?
EG: S'alright. BUt no, we wait for 'em. LOWER THE ANCHOR! *turns to the mate and says very quietly* you think you can do this?
E XK: sure, cap'n.
EG: just...come back alive? or at least try your best? i don't think i can stand to lose you...
E XK: I'll be fine. I'll come back alive, I promise. On my honor as a pirate, and as your sister.
EG: Good. THank you. Good luck to ya!


. . .and so E XK went off to the Faerie ship to negotiate.


IBF: Cap'n, sir?
EG: Yes?
IBF: Are you sure this is the best idea, Cap'n?
EG: No. But I trust Xen, and I don't think the Faeries are hostile. I spoke to Willow, she thinks they'll be willing to talk. It's Faerie tradition, or something.
IBF: Hey, your funeral...
EG: *punches him in the shoulder*
IBF: Sorry, sorry, Cap'n! *laughs*
EG: *laughs* It's okay. But it's my sister's funeral, and not mine I'm worried about. *sighs*

[Elfmaster XK]

[Forgive me if I do this wrong somehow, I don’t know what your plan for the faeries was so I’ll edit if necessary. I am taking the route of the faeries are angry but this is not the unfriendly cousin.]

EXK hops down into the rowboat and waits as she sees the faerie ship approaching. It stops a short distance away, silent and silhouetted against the moonlit sky. She sets off, rowing quickly and quietly and soon reaches the ship. Stepping onto the rope ladder she glances wistfully back at the Nance-a-lot, a warm glow emanating from its cabins, and she can see the others gathered on the deck. The flag flying is indeed of truce. The faerie ship seems not to be flying any flag she can see, so she makes a mental note to be cautious.

XK – Ah well. I’ll miss you guys if I die here.

She turns back and climbs the ladder, peeking over the railing onto the deck, pausing to admire the beautiful woodwork. She pulls out her dagger and slips onto the deck behind some crates. Thinking about it, she realises this was perhaps not the best way to approach the faeries. She takes a deep breath and steps out onto the deck.

XK – Um… hello?

[no answer]

H…Hello? Faeries? Is there anyone here? I’ve come to talk to you?

[She walks around on deck, looking confused at the distinct lack of crew.]

Well this is good. Cap’n’s gonna be so angry if…

[She spins around, hearing a rustling behind her, but there is no one there. She glances behind some more crates, but sees no one. Stopping, she hears a sound behind her and jumps round, grabbing the person and flattening them against the boxes. The faerie blinks and stares back at her, his face passive.]
XK – That. Isn’t. Funny. Don’t. Do. It.
Ninja Faerie – You’re not making a very good impression, you know.
XK - *drops him* Well you shouldn’t sneak up on me then or jump out like some kind of weird ninja freak! Argh! [She is smacked round the head with something metal, that cuts across her cheek and loses her balance, falling into the crates and they spill their contents across the deck. The Ninja faerie flits past her and she turns around, surrounded by angry looking faeries, all pointing gold tipped arrows and silver spears at her head.] Oh. Er…hi?
Faerie 1 – *steps forward* Well, well. An intruder.
XK – I’m not an intruder. I’m an ambassador. Of sorts. *raises hand to face and wipes away the blood* And was that really necessary? I’ll have a scar now!
Faerie 2 – Can we kill her?
Faerie 1 – No, be quiet. *Raises eyebrow* You look like a pirate to me. *takes XK’s dagger* Perhaps you’re here to loot our ship? And yes it was, you attacked our crewman *begins to pace around her*
XK – No…and he attacked me first!
Faerie 1 – Here to kill us? Or maybe to take another of us hostage!
XK – Ah. Well you see that is why I’m here. I mean; not to kill you or take a hostage. But to talk about…things. Are you the captain?
Faerie 2 – Can we kill her now?
XK – There’s no need for that! I’m not here in hostility.
F1 – Which is why you are carrying a sword? Several in fact?
XK – Protection. I always carry them.
F2 – See! Offensive weapons! Can we kill her now?
Faerie 1 – You will come with me. *turns to F2* Unfortunately we can’t kill her, the captain wants to talk to her. Now shut up about it. Come on.
XK – *glares at Faerie ‘escorting’ her* You don’t have to poke me! I’m not going to go anywhere.

[She is taken through the door and down into the depths of the ship. The corridors seem oddly narrow, and intricately woven throughout the hull, and she wonders how in the hell she will get out if she has to run for it. They reach a cabin at the keel end of the ship and the Faerie guard knocks on the door, before opening it and pushing XK through. She trips over the threshold and turns to glare as the door is slammed shut behind the two guard faeries.]
Faerie 1 – Captain! *bows*
Faerie 2 - *bows and salutes*
XK - * Turns to face the Cap’n, and gasps when she sees all the diamonds and emeralds and other riches he is wearing. It appears the Faerie royalty are very rich, and like to show it. * Ow! *Glares at F2 as he pokes her in the back. Bows to Captain.*
Captain – You have taken my cousin prisoner. This offence is punishable by death.
Faerie 2 - *an excited squeeing noise*

[All glance at F2]
XK – You have problems, you know.

....continued

[Elfmaster XK]

...continued

Captain - *clears throat* Anyway, you have committed a punishable crime. Are you here to pay penance for it? And return our kin?
XK – Well, the thing is, Willow was never kidnapped. We rescued her in fact, and took her into our crew. She isn’t a prisoner aboard our ship. She is free.
Captain – I do not believe it. If she were she would’ve flown home.
XK – But she doesn’t want to.
Captain – Don’t be ridiculous! Of course she does.
XK – Maybe you should think about it. She wants some excitement and adventure. I don’t know the situation in your land, but Willow is in no way confined so she obviously doesn’t want to go back yet. If she wants to leave she can do.
Captain – Hmm. *eyes XK* How do I know you’re not lying? You’re an elf pirate. I fail to see how the Princess could enjoy being on a ship with outlaws like you. I mean, what do you do but loot and pillage? This is not suitable for royalty!
XK – Maybe I am a pirate, but I have my honour, and Willow is my friend. She is a part of our crew, well valued and respected for what she does. Besides, we do more than loot and pillage, sir. We have a purpose.
Captain – Well…I don’t know. The King will not be pleased to hear this news. I strongly suggest you let us take Princess Willow. He won’t give up on sending ships after you, and may order for your deaths.
XK – Well, that’s a chance we’ll have to take. If Willow wants to stay with us, we won’t let you take her.
Captain – And if she wants to leave?
XK – She is free to.
Captain – *stands up* I want to speak to her.
Faerie 1 – Sir! You cannot board the pirate ship!
Captain – They fly the flag of truce, and if they indeed have any honour they will not harm me. Up the anchor and draw us up alongside their ship.
Faerie 1 – Yes sir.

Both faerie guards leave the room and the ship is carefully manoeuvred into position. The Captain and XK follow them onto the deck.
XK – You won’t try and take Willow? You swear?
Captain – Not at all. After all, I am only a messenger for the King. But I’m warning you now. *Looks XK in the eye* If he doesn’t like what he hears the battleships will be after you, and they will hunt you down.
XK – *holds gaze for a moment before looking away at her ship.* Okay. I understand.

Meanwhile, back on the Nance-a-lot, the crew gaze on, pondering what has happened.

Tano – Nothing seems to be happening Cap’n.
EG – Is the silverware loaded?
Tano – Yes ma’am.
Ear – Captain, Captain! Look! The ship, it’s coming towards us!
EG – *Leans on the rails, watching as the faerie ship moves in closer.* All hand be ready to fire, but only on my mark. Only if they fire first.
Willow – I don’t think they’re attacking us. I think they’re moving closer. They’re coming to take me away!!! *panics* I have to hide!
Ear – Willow calm down, it’s okay. We won’t let them.

The crew watch and the faerie ship draws level, only meters from their own ship. EG draws her short sword, quietly at her side as she waits, but is relieved to see her sister climb onto the rail and hop ship, shortly followed by five others.

EG – *half questioning, half relieved* Xenoia!? Er, what happened to your face?
XK – *wipes cheek again* Is that still bleeding…it’s nothing. Cap’n. I introduce you to Captain Maple.
EG – Cap’n Eruviel Greenleaf. *holds out a hand, which Maple shakes.*
Captain Maple – I think you know why I am here Captain.

[OOC: I’m leaving this open ended. I didn’t know whether or not they should honour our agreement, or try to take Willow by force. Someone more important than I can decide :D]

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *Hearing a commotion* Hey! What's going on? *Hears unfamiliar voices* Who's there? Has someone new boarded the ship? What's going on?

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: *grin* this is good. exactly good. :D

EG: *sighs* I suppose you are here to take Willow?
Maple: We are here to determine what is going on with Willow. Your mate said she was here by her free will, but we had to see for ourselves.
EG: Very well. Willow! Come forth!
*Willow comes up very slowly, as if trying not to be seen*
Willow: Oh! Captain Maple!
Maple: Willow! Are you all right? What's been going on?
Willow: *sighs* I've been on the crew of the Nal for over three months now, and I love it here. They rescued me, and I don't want to leave.
Maple: Really? And are they treating you well?
Willow: As well as they can aboard a pirate ship. I'm actually enjoying myself for once here! I'm having fun. I'm having a life. Please don't make me go back. I'm not ready to return yet.
Maple: Well, if that is the case. . .I don't know. . .the King won't like this. . .
Willow: Tell him I'll come back some day. Just not now. I want to stay here, with my friends.
Maple: Friends? WIllow, you do know these are dangerous pirates?
WIllow: And I'm one of them. Of course they're my friends. And th Cap'n is great. I love it here.
Maple: Very well then. *turns back to EG* I will not make Willow leave with us now. I cannot guaruntee the reaction of the King, but I will try to make him see that it is all right here.
EG: My crew and I thank you for that, Captain Maple.
Maple: Thank you for taking care of our Princess, Captain Greenleaf. And I apologize for the harming of your First Mate.
EG: Apologize to her.
*he does. she glares.*
Maple: Well then. We shall be off. I thank you.

And so the Faeries leave, and allow the Elf-pirates to continue on their way toward the wine. Now they are not being chased; they have all their crew, plus a drunk and a prisoner, and one of the Dead sails with them. But first it looks like they may run into another ship or two to board and pillage before the wine is found. . .

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Katt: Um, Miss? You with the ever ready hand of pennance?

Roya: What?

Katt: I would just like to assure you of my sobriety and I was wondering if I may be allowed to be untied. Just for a moment perhaps. It's not like I require the luxury of food or anything, but sometimes I require air.

Roya: Come again?

Katt: May I be untied? Please?

OOC: What am I to do now that I'm aboard?

[Elfmaster XK]

OOC:I am glad you liked it :D

The crew look momentarily unsure about untying the -until-now-drunken prisoner. Then Roya slits the ropes and Katt falls from the mast.

Katt - *takes big breath* Ahh... *coughs* That's better.
EG - Well now you're here I suppose you should make use of yourself. Can you cook?
Katt - Sort of.
EG - Then go make me sushi. I am hungry.
Katt - Yessir! *disappears below deck wondering where the kitchen is.* Meh...It's got to be here somewhere.
EG - Right. I have to go and deal with what direction we should be taking or we won't get anywhere. Everyone, man your posts. Earniel, with me.
Ear - Yes Ma'am.

Everyone scrambles, and the captain and navigator walk past a very digruntled Mate, muttering under her breath about faeries and not being ablt to find a plaster.

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *sings* Drink up me hearties yo ho! *not singing* How many time have I sung this song today? I lost count after 100. Now I'm talking to myself...that's bad....oh, well.....Hey, look at the pretty coat I made for the captain. *picks up coat* but she never comes down here so I can't give it to her. And look at all the shirts for the crew....well, better make one for that drunken sailor....*proceeds to make the drunk a shirt*

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: I COOK? Whoever said I could cook? This aughta be... interesting?

In the galley of the ship, Katt was amused by banging her head on different pots

Katt: Now let's see, sushi is raw fish. And rice. and seeweed. All rolled up into a cute little....... roll.

Katt looked around the place. Up until now her expierience with cooking had been all sharp knives and being told to chop thinner.

Katt: Raw fish, rice, and seeweed. I guess there are worse things to be your first ever meal.

A knife appeared out of nowhere in Katt's hand. In almost no time, there was a plate of shusi.

Katt: Yay. The muddy pit that was my life has climbed up a ledge. I can be helpfull.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

Katt walks up to the Cap'n cabin and knocks, one hand balancing the sushi.

EG: Come in!
Katt: Here's your sushi.
EG: *looks at it in surprise* Oh! I didnt' really mean...I mean...er...thanks?
Katt: sure thing, Cap'n. . .thanks for letting me untied. . .
EG: You're welcome. Now. . .go make dinner for the crew, please? Thank you?
Katt: ER...okay...*stumbles back to the galley. (ooc: anyone calling it a kitchen gets keel-hauled! ;))

The Captain turns back to 2nd mate, while taking a piece of Sushi.
EG: *humming* . . .and really bad eggs. . .anyway, Earniel, so we're heading this way. . .let's. . .that's a shipping lane for the Urple Ball Line, we can raid their ships there on the way to the islands where the wine is. . .

And so off they go to raid ships and find the wine!

[The last sane person]

OOC: Fizzle sticks! I wanted ta go on board the ship!

Roya: Really, i am not that dense!

Random crew member: Yes you are!

*Roya then chucks the said pirate overboard*

Roya: Weere did the drunk go? I want some sushi.... *sees Willow* Glad to see you stayed with us!

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

The Captain hears a commotion outside, and runs out to see one of the crew has been thrown over.
EG: [dead serious, really scary voice] Who did this?[/dead serious, really scary voice]
Willow: Er, Cap'n, er, well, it was the bosun, Cap'n.
EG: *rounds on Roya* Roya?
Roya: *looks back defiantly* Yes?
EG: Did you just throw a member of my crew overboard?
Roya: Yes.
EG: *turns to Tano and Willow* Get him back aboard!
Tano: Yes, Cap'n!
EG: Roya. You may not throw members of my crew overboard.
Roya: But captain--
EG: This is my ship. My crew. I try to run this crew with strict discipline, but I do not think I am needlessly cruel. However, if the boatswain is needlessly cruel to my crew, it reflects on me. And that makes me look like a tyrant to the crew. I do not want the crew to think of me as a tyrant. THat's not the way my ship is run.
Roya: *glares* This isn't--
EG: I dont' care what you think on the matter. What matters is that you don't do something like that ever again. Not only is your behaviour reflecting on me, it is not the kind of interactions I like to see among my crew. So, to show you that this is not acceptable aboard my ship, you are temporarily demoted. You will spend the next week scrubbing the decks. Is that clear?
Roya: No! You--
EG: Too bad. You threw a member of my crew overboard, you suffer the consequences. If you are doing well by the end of the week, you will return to your place as bosun. Until that time, your duties will be taken over by Willow. Is this clear?
Roya: *murderous glare* Yes, Cap'n.
EG: Good. That's all settled then. Do something like that again and I'll really punish you. BUt I'd prefer for their to be no flogging aboard the Nal, and I hope you help me keep it this way.

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

The crew tried to go back to their normal duties, but a small person kept poking around asking them what they wanted for dinner.

Katt: No, really. What would you like for dinner?

Roya: Look, bugger off drunk.

Tano: You mean anything?

Katt: Yep. You do like food don't you?

Roya: Well yeah,

Katt: Then what do you desire to eat after a hard days work doing, um, ship things?

Tano: Well, first I think I'll have--

Roya: Bugger off!

Katt: *sighs and ambles off to the cells* What would you like for dinner?

Luthien: Food?

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Actually, I would like some pork with perhaps some rum would be nice. *looks hopeful*

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Katt: Pork, uh, that's pig right?

Luthien: Yes...

Katt: Oh. Ok. No worries!

Katt dissipeared into the Galley. A full ten minutes later she came back with a sizzling platter with a rose a bottle in her other hand.

Katt: There you are. Sorry it isn't nicer, but at least I didn't give you the head. I hope you like spicy.

A faint smell of curry was comming from the platter.

Katt: Oh, and here's your rum. Uh, you will tell the other sailors how enjoyable your meal was and that absolutly everyone should try it?

Luthien: Sure. Can you open the door to bring it in?

Katt: Ah--*stopps and looks puzzled* Um, no. I hadn't thought of that. You're just gonna have to eat it through the bars.

Katt pulled up a small table and set the platter and bottle down on it.

Luthien: Thanks. Oh um you forgot silverware!

On the table there was a fork and knife wrapped in a napkin.

Luthien: *looks puzzled* Oh. Sorry. It musta been there all along.

Katt: Bon apitite.

OOC: Hint hint. Does anyone want to come down and ask where Luthien got silverware after yall threw it overboard?

[Elfmaster XK]

[OOC: The silverware is loaded in the cannons actually ;) I don’t really know why I did this, but I thought maybe we should come across a ship we couldn’t plunder. Also, if i missed you off of the crewlist I am sorry, just post OOC and i'll edit.]

XK wandered to her cabin, frowning and moody, in search of parchment and ink. As she rounded the corner she walked straight into Flannery. She froze.
IBF – ‘Allo there.
XK – Do you, er…count as a member of the crew now then?
IBF – I do yes.
XK – So, you won’t be…wanting any blood from us?
IBF - *sighs* No.
XK – Sorry. You must get this all the time.
IBF – Aye, matey. *continues down the corridor*

XK unlocks her cabin at the end of the corridor and takes out some parchment and a quill. Lighting a candle she sits down and begins to scribble things out and re-write over them. A short time later she sighs and gets up, wandering down a level to the brig, where Luthien and Katt are talking over a table.

XK – ‘Ere mates.
Katt – Oh, Mate, what would you like for dinner?
Luthien – Try some of this pork, it’s fantastic!
XK - *eyes it* No thanks, I’m don’t eat pork.
Katt – Oh.
XK – *raises eyebrow* And were you foraging in the cannons for that silverware? I thought we loaded it all? Anyway, I haven’t got time for this. Luthien. I have come to release you.
Luthien – Finally.
XK – Don’t get complacent now, or ye’ll be headin’ right back for the brig, savvy?
Luthien – Got it.
XK – Do you swear to be faithful to the Cap’n? Follow her orders to the letter?
Luthien – I swear it.
XK – Then welcome to the crew. You’ll be under the supervision of Katt. I was going to say Roya, but she’s swabbing the decks for a week. So Katt, take Luthien to the crew quarters. *drops key into Katt’s hand* Bring me the key later. And Luthien?
Luthien – Yes?
XK – If you steal a single thing from us, or put one toe outta line, ye’ll be tastin steel quicker than ya can say treasure.
Luthien - *small voice* Okay.

XK scribbles something down on the paper and leaves the brig, Katt and Luthien muttering about the Mate’s hostility. XK walks up the steps to the Cap’n’s cabin, knocks and finds no answer. She opens the door to peek in but Eruviel isn’t there. A thud on deck distracts her and she hurries to the deck.

EG – Mate! There ye are!
XK – Cap’n. I have altered the crew list. Here.
EG - *reads* Amended Crew call (LAS = Lost At Sea)

Cap’n - Eruviel Greenleaf.
First Mate – Elfmaster XK (Xenoia)
Second Mate/Navigator – Eärniel
Munitions chief – Tanoliel
Galley slave (aka cook ;) ) – Garina [LAS] Katt
Bard -Arathorn

Crewmen (women)
Roya [Boatswain]
Luthien [Seamstress]
BoP [LAS]
Thing
Sicirus
Sarin
Willow Oran
Ignatius Bob Flannery
Finrod
Zavron [Dropped overboard]
Max [Given a compass that pointed the wrong way]
Excellent mate. That has needed doing for a long while, also we be needen someone ta repair the topsail…
Ear - Look, a ship off of the port side. *all turn and look at the ship. It is bigger than the Nal, and armed to the teeth.*
EG – Bring her to. That’s no merchant vessel.
Ear – But Cap’n! We haven’t been back to port. We have no ammunition.
Willow – We can’t fire cutlery at them!
EG –Aye, I know. But we’ve a lot to barter with in the hold.
XK - *is staring at the ship, clawing at EG’s coat* Cap’n…Cap’n…
EG – Mate?
XK – That ship. That ship is the Emerald Star.
Tano – Ooh, pretty name.
EG – You know them? Then we’ll be okay then…
XK – I used to be crew aboard that ship. They be pirates Cap’n. *the ship comes about only a few feet from the Nal and a man steps towards the railing.*
EG - And that be the Cap’n. Cap’n Obsidian.
XK - *glances at Cap’n* You know him too?
EG – Aye. Well what do they want?
XK – I don’t know...

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: Oh good. You dropped Zavron overboard. (Annoying little bugger, wern't he?)

Katt: Why do I have to be in charge of you? *is getting up a good whine*

Luthien: Um, I dunno. *In an attempt to stop Katt from whining* But I could help you in the kitchen.

Katt: *freezes* No. None. Are. Allowed. Into. The. Galley. When. I. Am. Cooking. Is that clear?

Luthien: Um, yes?

Katt: Good. *brightens up* But you can help serve. And take orders. This'll soon be a regular resturaunt.

Luthien: Yeah. "Comida de la Gata".

Katt: Hey, that's pretty good. Off you go.

OOC: Wait, I'm in charge of Luthien if he get's in any trouble. Oops. :D

[Indril Anarion]

OOC: Luthien is a "she"....dunno if that was a typo or a mis-conception, Katt.....just to point it out


IC:

Happy to be free to wander the ship for the first time, Luthien scrambles on deck, a small paper and quill in her hand to take down orders. She sees a very large and heavily armored ship approaching the Nal.

Luthien: Ooo....interesting. Wonder who that is....*looks at man stepping towards the railing* *walks up to Tano* Aye, who is that? Will he be joinin' us for dinner. If so, I gotta get his order.

[Tanoliel]

Tano: That is, quite possibly, a deadly enemy...I don't know. The cap'n hasn't said. But he probably isn't a dinner guest...*glances at Ingatius Bob* At least, for most of us.

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Oh, it's a real shame, because Comida de la Gata" will be serving up a lovely dinner. Since we're on the subject, what will you be 'avin'?

Tano: *gives deathly glare*

Luthien: *shrinks back* okay...sorry...just askin'...it's my job ya know... *watches to see what will happen next*

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: Oops! Sorry! I wasn't sure if Luthien was a guy or girl.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: Wow. That's a really small crew. I'm guessing the Nal is probably a bit smaller than the Lady, then, eh? Hope she's faster! :D

ic:

EG: *walks up to the side, across from Captain Obsidian* *whispers to Xen* I hope he's forgotten a few previous incedents...*speaks to Obsidian*
Captain Obsidian! Good to see you again. How can I help you?

ooc: more later! i have to go, my mum needs the computer. curses. foiled again. no one do anything major with Obsidian and me, please! i get to write that!

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Originally posted by Eruviel Greenleaf
no one do anything major with Obsidian and me, please! i get to write that!

OOC: What major thing are you going to write that you "do" with Obsidian? *winkwinknudgenudgesaynomore* (you walked right into that)

[Elfmaster XK]

Originally posted by Eruviel Greenleaf
ooc: more later! i have to go, my mum needs the computer. curses. foiled again. no one do anything major with Obsidian and me, please! i get to write that!

OOC: I know you want to post, so am not writing anything of importance. Just some idle conversation. ;) And if it gets in the way of what you wanted to do just tell me and I'll edit.

IC:

Obsidian - Well hello Eruviel Greenleaf.
EG - Captain, it's Captain Eruviel Greenleaf, mate.
Obsidian - Why of course. Me 'pologies...Captain. *hops across the gap and onto the railing of the Nal*
EG - Captain Obsidian, if we can help you please just tell us what you want. We've gotta be gettin' underway.
Obsidian - Well, well. Xenoia too. I thought I'd ne'er see you again that's for sure.
XK - *quietly and bitterly* And I hoped not as well.
Tano - *whispers to cap'n* What's going on? Should I ready weapons?
EG - *looks back at Obsidian, who smiles toothily*

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I'll leave it there so EG can take it away and put in whatever history she has with nasty Obsidian.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: Yeah, nice to see to you again too, Obsidian. *aside to Tano: not yet* *is very nervous*

. . .And here is where you all learn what happened with EG, Xen, and Obsidian. . .


Once, about twenty years ago, when Xenoia and Eruviel were landbound and without ship or crew, and in Singapore no less, (this was about a hundred years after EG had met Flannery there) (they'd been kicked off another ship there and had no place to go and no way to get there) they met Obsidian.

They were in a tavern getting very smashed, when a tall dark stranger (being Obsidian) came up to them and, in short, offered them a place on his ship, to replace two sailors that had been lost at sea. Having no better options (the other options being sticking around and...*ahem* darning socks, which neither of them were too keen on doing) they readily signed on.

Everything went really well, and they got on with the crew splendidly (NO! NOT LIKE THAT!!!) and they were bringing in much money, when Obsidian was beginning to get rather annoying. Xen and EG were getting so annoyed that they decided to play a rather nasty trick on him. So, next time they were in port, they told the local authorities that he was a different notorious pirate, which they knew would get him into a mess but could be disproven quickly.

However, something went wrong, it looked like they'd be arrested too, and so they ran, having enough money by now to get away quickly.

So now it looks like Obsidian is after them. Oh dear, don't we have a mess to deal with?

Unbeknownst to our heroes, Obsidian is unaware of the fact that it was they who turned him in. . .

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

Obsidian: Well, I heard when I was last in port that your ship was in these parts, and--
EG: Wait, sir, you heard about us being here? Which port?
Obsidian: (ooc: did we have a name for that port town? i dont' remember, so i'll make one now) In Vermouth*. On the quay, there was this man, what said he saw a man with red hair, a faerie, an elf, and a hobbit running toward a ship called the Nance-a-Lot. Upon further questioning, he described the elf, and it sounded a bit like you. Not to mention I heard back in Port Green that ye'd commandeered a small vessel called the Nal. So I figured it were you and then I saw the ship. . .
EG: Oh. I see. Okay. Well, that's nice. Nice to see you. What can I do for you?
Obsidian: Well, you see, we were just attacked by a Faerie ship, and we're clean out of supplies...
EG: So sail back to Vermouth! It's but three days off!
Obsidian: Well, you see we would, but the port authorities know me too well, especially after last week. So I can't, and it's another twelve days to the nearest safe port. And our swoop is a month's sail from here.
EG: Ah. Well. We can probably spare some supplies, enough to get you by for twelve days. Or ten. Or five. But we'll give you something, okay?
Obsidian: Thank you, so much!
EG: Wait, wait, FAERIES attacked you?
Obsidian: *looks sheepish* Well, that was our fault. We provoked them.
EG: Ah. Okay...
Obsidian: Er. Yes. THank you.

*Yes. Alcoholic. Very.

And so EG discussed things with the quartermaster...speaking of which, who IS the quartermaster? and gave the stuff to Obsidian. But as he was about to leave, he turned around to say something else to her. . .

[Elfmaster XK]

EG glanced up and before she knew it he was pointing his pistol a her head. She froze, and the crew behind her made to move.

Obsidian - If even one o' ye thinks o' tryin' anything' ye'll be seein' yer Cap'n spread across the deck.

They all freeze too.

EG - What is it you want, Obsidian? You've taken what we have.
Obsidian - I've taken me supplies, yes. But...*he looks up, fixing cold, dark eyes on the Mate* ...I'll be takin' what else is mine too.
XK - Me? You want me, to come with you?
Obsidian - That's pretty much it, yes. Ne'er was good with the sublty, were ye?
EG - No...you...
Obsidian - You's in no position to bargain...Captain Greenleaf.
XK - It's alright, Cap'n.

XK steps forwards and over to where Obsidian stands, and he grabs her and jumps ship, his crewmembers following him. Once aboard the Emerald they quickly turn sail and start heading away. Obsidian appears at the rail.

Obsidian - *shouts* And don't be doin' anythin' rash Cap'n! We've got our guns pointin' at ye! Ahahahahahaaaa!!!

He sails out of sight and EG continues to stare out to sea. The crew, momentarily frozen to the spot start to make a move.

Ear - Captain....Captain....what do you, er, what shall we do?

EG turns to face the crew.
EG - We get my sister back.
Ear - But Captain...
EG - Get to work! NOW! Up the anchor, we move now. Earniel, with me. Tano, you too....

Meanwhile, aboard the Emerald Star Xenoia watched as the Nal drifted out of sight. She continued to stare out to sea until someone grabbed her roughly by the arm and yanked her round.
XK - Ow! *faces Obsidian* What do you want with me, Obsidian? Our paths parted many years ago.
Obsidian - Aye, they did. Get the irons, Sticks. And I'd be interested to know why? Curious how it were after a...certain unpleasant incident.
XK - *looks furtive* Er. Well...it was nothing to do with me, mate. *The Mate claps her in irons, holding her by the arm, ready to take her away.*
Obsidian - We'll be seein' that. *pauses*
XK - So why am I here? Not a friendly reuinion?
Obsidian - Oh no...there'll be no sense in tellin' ya yet. *leans closer* Spoil the surprise an' all. Take 'er to the brig!

A pirate crewmember takes Xen down into the depths of the ship and locks her in a cell. She shakes the bars and tries to force them but the won't budge. Throwing herself down on the floor and leaning against the bars she hears a 'mmph' sound from behind. Seeing she had leant against the person in the next cell, who was also leaning against the bars. He looked up and she let out a shocked gasp.

XK - Oh my...what the hell are you doing here, Ale-nail?


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Bwahaha! So...who is this new person? Why has she been kidnapped? What will the crew do now? *evil author laugh*

[Earniel]

*Rather upset by everything, Eärniel and Tano follow the captain to her cabin*

Eär: Captain, who was that guy? And why did he take Xen?

*The captain however doesn't answer but just looks darkly. The second mate who never reacted well to threats( especially not by pirates who not only kidnap one of your fellow officers but also have a bad breath) starts to squeak slightly.*

Eär: But captain, we've got no ammunition! And the bad thing is that he does! What are we going to do?

Tano: *who knows how dangerous the captain can be in this stage* Earniel... I don't think you're helping much....

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

*Luthien came back into the galley*

Luthien: Well, the pirate ship just shoved off and took the First Mate with um.

Katt: *sighs* And they didn't even stay for dinner. Ah well. Round up all of the crew you can and tell them it's time for dinner. No use hunting pirates on an empty stomach.

Luthien: *scrambles up on deck and rings a bell* Alright you lot! Chow time! Grab a plate as you walk in and take what you want. You can eat at your posts!

*Very quickly a line built up outside the galley. Katt left Luthien to make sure they wern't pushing too much.*

Katt: Excuse me captian, but I reserved the choice foods for you. Here is some King Salmon, filletted with lemon butter and garlic, a ceaser salad with extra pepper, and a glass of white wine for you.

OOC: Does anyone want to make use of my magic? Oh, I do hope you like salmon EG.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: *very distracted and dead serious, emotionless expression* thanks Katt...All right. Tano. Earniel. My cabin. Now. You too, Flannery. *throws back white wine without really tasting it*

Back in the cabin. . .

Tano: Um, Cap'n, so do you have a plan in mind?
EG: Yes. I do. We'll track them, but stay out of sight. I know where they're going, so that'll be--
Earniel: How do you know?
EG: *takes a piece of paper out of her coat pocket* I stole this from his pocket, when he had his gun to me head. Dunno why he had it in his pocket, but this plots the course that I already figured they'd be taking. It could be wrong, but I'm planning on getting help from anywhere we can. . .Flannery, how well do you twark?
IBF: *Looks around slightly uncomfortably* Fairly well, Cap'n. If you want me to follow them, then yes, I can do that.
EG: Okay, good, you leave now, then. Catch up, take some mental notes, come back and report to me. Earniel, you plot the course we'll take...I don't want them to see us, but I want to track them until we get to the right place...*points to stolen chart* Here, at Tortuga. They'll put in for supplies, we'll anchor on the other side of the cove and take a boat out. I don't want it to take this long, but I see no other way. THere's no telling what they'll do to her...

And so, Flannery leaves in the form of a bat to go stalk the boat; Earniel goes off to plot the course, and Tano stays, biting her lip and wondering what task the captain will assign her. . .

[Tanoliel]

ooc: And continues biting her lip and wondering...PM me if you have any special thing, or go ahead and write it yourself.

Tano: Cap'n? We've got silverware. But somehow I don't think that'll stand up to Obsidian's cannons.
EG: No...no, it probably won't...
Tano: Unless....if we get to Tortuga, Cap'n...well, I have some contacts. As long as we can get there without getting in a battle, our munitions will be better than fine.

[Indril Anarion]

As the last of the crew took their plates of food, Luthien slumped on a barrel and picked up her own plate of food. She ate hungrily.

Luthien: *to Katt* So, what do ya think they want with the Mate?

She took a gulp of rum.

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Katt: Bugger if I know. An' I dunno if they'll ever bring her back, you were wondering. They can suit themselves. Just as long as the Cap'n tells me that they are comming for dinner in advance.

Luthien: Aren't you eating anything Miss?

Katt: Never you mind. Eat that or it's going to the gulls.

OOC: I'm trying to develop the plump old cook charactor that knows everything about everything and let's the hero in through the back door of the castle. That is, until someone throws me overboard, which is bound to happen sometime. It always does.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: Well, I do have something. In. Um. Promise not to tell the rest of the crew about this?
Tano: Yes. What is it?
EG: I've got some stuff stored away. Not cannon balls or naught, but even better...well, not better necessarily but certainly flashier. We might have to use flashiness tactics on them. But I'm hoping it doesn't come to that. A battle, that is. If everything works according to plan we won't need to have one.
Tano: I hope so. . .
EG: You're dismissed for now, but I'll likely be calling you back soon for more discussion.
Tano: Yes, Cap'n.

Meanwhile, on the Emerald. .

Oh, someone else can have something happen for once. Honestly. So. Guys. What's happening to our dear first mate?

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: What is happening to the first mate. If I wrote something there would be a cue to slap me; starting with XK and ending with Roya. Not because she would be the last one in line, but after her I'd be passed out. Then there'd be a cue to kick me. ;)

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: Fair enough. . .anyone else then? I'm busy writing about Hamlet, else I would. Also have to update the pretty ship log again tonight.

[Elfmaster XK]

OOC: Originally posted by Katt_knome_hobbit
OOC: What is happening to the first mate. If I wrote something there would be a cue to slap me; starting with XK and ending with Roya. Not because she would be the last one in line, but after her I'd be passed out. Then there'd be a cue to kick me. ;)

Katt, if I slapped you you'd be concussed (sp?) for I would not slap but punch you in the face as am inclined to do :D ;) Plus, whatever thought you had for XK on board the Emerald is welcome. As long as you don't kill my character then I really wouldn't mind you writing something for her. :)

IC:

XK stared at the bars, running a stick along them making a clank clank clank kind of sound. Apparently it was very irritating, as a member of Obsidian's crew came down and took it from her, making sure to try and smack her with it first. She moved quickly out of the way and grinned. He glared and walked away.

XK - *to Alex (Ale-nail) in next cell* So, how did you get here then? Been long time since I saw ya.
Ale - Obsidian found me when I was at Port. Bin 'ere since then, mate. And I believe last time we were met, you stabbed me.
XK - Ah. I see. And yes, that'd be last time. Sorry about that by the way.
Ale - *deadpan* Not at all. Happens all the time.
XK - Well you deserved it, mate.
Ale - I didn't think so.
XK - *changes subject quickly* Not tried to escape then?
Ale - Nah. What's point? Is just gonna kill me anyway?
XK - What? Why?
Ale - I killed his monkey.
XK - *raises eyebrow* For any particular reason?
Ale - Was an accident actually.
XK - Oh. Okay then. Well. Maybe we can make a plan. I'm not stayin' 'ere waitin' to die by his hand.

(go ahead Katt? ;) )

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: No thanks. I don't really want to be concussed, and I don't think you want to get out of this the Raiders of the Lost Arc way. And I don't think I could properly change the setting to a ship.

[The last sane person]

OOC: Neh? Katt, i wouldn't hit you, i'd kill you. So what happened to me?

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: ok. XK would give me a cuncussion and you would kill me. Fair enough

[The last sane person]

Roya: Pitty there aint no corpral punishment on this ship...

Luthien: You mean you like that stuff?

Roya: Neh...flogging isnt that bad... I have had worse at the hands of worse people than her.

Luthien: *looks at Roya strangley* Riiight....

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

*Katt comes up behind Roya.*

Katt: Will you try this for me? *Holds up a platter of neon colored sweets*

Roya: What for?

Katt: I want you to tell me which one tastes best. Go on.

*Roya eyed the tray suspiciously, avoiding the seawater blue and the pumpkin orange. Finally she settled on a nice minty looking one.*

*And promptly spit it back out again*

Roya: Yuerch! What the hell was that?

Katt: Garlic. *sighs* I had high hopes for that one. Luthien, make a note. Garlic sweets not appreaciated. *walks of grumbling* I know people have tried it before and still hated it, but I thought if I got the pure essence and toned it down a bit, it would be like eating a clove of garlic without the indigestion. Maybe roasted garlic....

OOC: I didn't get your last post Roya

[The last sane person]

OOOC: ah, the cap'n said there warnt any corpral punishment aboard her ship. I was only saying that as a sadist and masicist, i dont mind it if there was.

Roya: bleh, gross garlic. what she think i am? a bat? *goes to find alcohal to wash out the garlic taste*

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: Oh. *whines* But corpral punishment is so fun! 'Specially the part with whips and knives!

[The last sane person]

OOC: Well go whine to EG about it.

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: Look, you're the captian on the Middle Earth Party House ship so make corpral punishment the law there. With all shiney sharp objects and things. :D

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

Originally posted by The last sane person
OOOC: ah, the cap'n said there warnt any corpral punishment aboard her ship. I was only saying that as a sadist and masicist, i dont mind it if there was.


ooc: First off, I didn't say that, I just said I don't want you randomly throwing people overboard. Corporal punishment is only to be used when the Cap'n says so, or by the Bos'n with the Cap'n's permission first. It needs good reason, see? :)

Second, please, enough with the out of character stuff, can we continue the quest?

ic:

[i]As Katt went about testing her new garlic sweets on the crew, the Captain was up in the crow's nest. Not a place she normally went, because that's for the crew, but she was there for two reasons. One being she really liked it up there and two, more importantly, because she was looking at for Flannery, and didn't want to trust anyone else with the job, being as worried as she was about her twin.

However, she was waiting for a long time, and it she had been up for the last 48 hours straight and was getting very tired and fell asleep.*

She woke up an hour later with the odd feeling that someone was looking at her.

EG: *grabs knife, jumps into defensive position* Who's there?
IBF: It's me, Cap'n! Flannery!
EG: *sigh of relief* Sorry, I've been real jumpy. Don't sneak up on me while I'm sleeping, 'kay?
IBF: Sorry, sir.
EG: It's okay. Now. Report.
IBF: Here? Or shall we return to your cabin?
EG: *glares* Boy did that sound wrong. *is cranky and has a torrid mind*
IBF: *looks very embarrassed* Didn't mean it like that, Cap'n, sir...
EG: So. Report.
IBF: Well, they're following the course you guessed, Cap'n. I saw the Mate, she's in the brig. We can catch them up easily within about three hours if we go our fastest, if the winds are good.
EG: All right. Have they been treating her decently?
IBF: As far as I could tell, Cap'n.
EG: Very well. Get ye below, the sun's a'risin' soon. I'll send you out again tonight.
IBF: Aye, Cap'n.
EG: Dismissed.



*Elves don't sleep. EG is an elf. Therefore, how can she sleep? Well, here's my answer: she's spent a bloody long time among humans, and that's all I can say on the matter...

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien laughed at Roya's face when she spit out the garlic-flavored sweets.

Luthien: Make a note....right....*takes out quill pen and paper* *Jots down No Garlic Sweets* Got it! *watches Roya look for alcohol* *takes out rum bottle and takes three gulps* Lookin' for this, Roya?

Roya: Hey, were'd you get...oh never mind, just give it to me.

Luthien: What's the magic word?

Roya: Give it to me now or I'll make sure the Cap'n locks you up tight and gives me the sole right to deal out your corporal punishment! *gives Luthien menacing look*

Luthien: Hehe...those words were magi8cal enough for me...here ya go *hands Roya rum bottle*

Roya: *snatches bottle and gulps down rum*

Luthien: A simple please and thank you would be appreciated.

Roya: *looks at Luthien* *stops drinking* Uh...pirate...duh...

Luthien: Oh, yeah....well, I'm gonna go see if Katt needs anythin' *goes over to Katt* Ya need anythin'?

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Katt: Try this. *holds out a sunset pink colored sweet*

Luthien: Uh, my taste buds are numb and my vocabulary is not diverse enough to describe the broad range of feelings and emotions that come to mind when sampling one of your delicasies.

Katt: *Glares* Then let us go find someone who can.

*A minute later from the stern of the ship came a startled cry.*

BLOODY HELL KATT! WHAT THE **** DID YOU PUT IN THIS? IT TASTES LIKE PEPTO BISMOL THAT THE CAT ****, WAS EATEN BY A DOG, AND THEN VOMITED UP AGAIN!

Katt: Now that is an exceptionally large vocabulary.

Luthien: Mm-hm. I suggest we run.

Katt: Good idea.

*There was a slam as the galley door was closed and firmly wedged shut.*

OOC: If we ever have BAD vampires, I got some Garlic Sweeties left over! ;)

[Elfmaster XK]

On the Emerald Star Xenoia lies flat on the cell floor, staring at the wooden ceiling and pondering escape. She gave up on her fellow prisoner when he decided she was too dull to listen to anymore and fell asleep. She picks at the splintered wood, muttering We pillage, we plunder we rifle and loot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho... under her breath until she noticed someone was actually watching her through the bars. She sat up straight and stared, blinking as a beam of daylight hit her face.

Mate - You. Elf girl.
XK - Xenoia. Aye?
Mate - Captain wants you in his cabin.
XK - Why?
Mate - *opens door and drags XK to her feet. She sways; lying flat for so long never so good.* No questions.

And so she is taken up to the captains cabin, walking irritatingly slowly and banging her irons on anything she passes. The Mate turns and glares at her before opening the cabin door.
Obsidian - Ah, Karris.
XK - That'd be me.
Obsidian - *gets up and walks around the desk* Welcome aboard the Emerald Star. Please, sit.
XK - *sits*
Obsidian - *nasty grin*I trust yer accomodation is...satisfactory?
XK - *eyes him sardonically* Luxury, mate. *waves arms in front of him* And I assume all your guests get such...hospitality.
Obsidian - *walking back to sit on chair*I think ye know what most of our guests get.
XK - Aye. So what do you want me for? I am of no use to anyone.
Obsidian - I want to know what ye captain is up to.
XK - Sailing.
Obsidian - I thought ye'd say somethin' like that.
XK - Ever so predictable all this. So why don't ye just settle for the quicker 'Tell me' 'no' 'i'll kill ye' 'so?' 'get out o' me sight' 'okay' route?
Obsidian - *leans across table and smacks XK* Don't be givin' me any o' that, Karris. I want to know what Greenleaf is up to. Where you be goin'? I *know* ye ain't sailin' to nowhere.
XK - Well, ye won't be needen' me to tell ye ab...*smack* ow...
Obsidian - There's no point takin' this route, ye won't be getting away. And when I'm done with ye, maybe I'll let ye go, if ye just tell me what I want to know. And...*walks back to face her* Give me back what ye stole.
XK - Stole? I never stole anything. *ducks just in case*
Obsidian - Oh I think ye did. *paces* A book. You know the one. Black, small. Written in all differnt scripts. Now where is it?
XK - How am I supposed to know. *smack* ****ING STOP DOING THAT!
Obsidian - Sticks!? *The Mate runs in* Take 'er back to the brig! You will tell me, Karris. It be cold and dark down there, and there's no one to save ye this time.
XK - That's what you think.

She leaves with Sticks, and is thrown back in the brig. She sighs and lies down again. After a while she starts banging the irons on things in an attempt to loosen or break them, but it doesn't work. Frustrated she lies back and stares out of the tiny window outside her cell.

XK - We're rascals, scoundrels villains, and knaves
Drink up me hearties yo ho
We're devils and black sheep - really bad eggs...

OOC - Have the whole song. :D Love the song. Had to use it.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

Meanwhile, aboard the Nal, the Captain paces tersely in her cabin, awaiting dark when she can send her spy out again. But there she is, stuck, and there's not much she can do in the meantime.

There is a knock at the door.

EG: What is it?!
Katt: *enters room* Um, Cap'n, well, see, your breakfast is ready...
EG: I'm not hungry.
Katt: But Captain, I made it--
EG: I'M NOT HUNGRY!
Katt: *meir* sorry cap'n sir skip i'll be on my way then...

EG continues to mutter to herself, then, with a sigh, begins to sing
EG: drink up me hearties yo ho. . .

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *mutter, mutter* Extra explosives, honestly...Willow!
Willow: Hey what?
Tano: Help me catalogue these weapons...and the stuff in the cannons.
Willow: The silverware, you mean?
Tano: Yeah, that....


ooc: Figgered I ought to be keeping Willow in the story...:)
And First Made Lady Person?


OOC - Have the whole song. :D Love the song. Had to use it. [/B]

Please send it to meeeee! :D

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: I'm just gonna mess things up a little more.

*On the Emerald Star*

XK: Goddamn prision food. We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack, Drink up, me hearties, yo ho Ah, what I wouldn't give for a sandwitch. Maraud and embezzle, and even high-jack, drink up, me hearties, yo ho. Ah, what I would give for a sandwitch. And really bad eggs... Arg. *Bangs things and notices a plate of sanwiches in the corner. She picks it up slowly.* What I would give to be out of this cell. *Looks around* Bugger. Oh well. *Sits down to eat sandwiches, which happen to be eggsalad.*

*Back on the Nal, Katt is writing the lunch menu on a chalk board. "Egg Salad Sand" it says because Katt was having trouble remembering how to spell.*

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *looks over Katt's shoulder at chalk board* Tsk tks tsk tsk *grabs chalk from Katt* Ye got to finish the word...no one wants to eat sand anything *writes S-A-N-D-W-I-C-H* There ye go....

Katt: Where'd ye learn to spell?

Luthien: err...well...aboard the Porcupine...the ship I was last imprisoned on...they torchured me by having some old guy mercilessly drill me with spellin' exercises...*shudders at the memory* Some of it just stuck with me I guess

Katt: Hmmmmm...interesting......

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: Yes, worked very well, I see...I mean, you spelled "tortured" wrong and everything...

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Katt: Good point captian. And I do hope you like egg salad. I haven't been able to talk to you much. But you must eat.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: No. I mustn't.
Katt: But you have to!
EG: *glares* Who's Captain here, eh?
Katt: Well, I s'pose I'm just the galley slave...but I'm 'ere to take care of ye, eh?!
EG: *sighs* I don't like egg salad *nose in air*
Katt: :(
EG: I'll eat something else though. Some hardtack and grog would be wonderful. *looks morose*

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Katt: Hardtack? Grog? How bout a nice salad? Or I could saute a salmon filet. Something healthy. Chicken? Garlic mashed potatoes? Pasta? I make this great pasta.

OOC: Goddamnit. Where are accents when you need them?

OOC: EG, Katt, EG, Katt, it's pretty funny us doing back and forth like this aint it? In two threads too.

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: Oops, so I did spell torture wrong....so sue me.....Cap'n Ma'am....may I suggest some pasta...pizza maybe if yer in the mood for some junk food.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: *sniff* I just want some good ol' pirate cardboard is all. And grog. Pleeease? And what's this pizza of which you speak? Never heard of it. Sounds rather nachro if you ask me.

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

Katt: Ooh, pizza Captian. It' a wonder of the world.

Luthien: Listen to miss here captian.

Katt: It's a special type of bread dough made into a circle. On top it has tomato sauce and a blend of many different types of cheese. Then all the vegitables you can ask for. Onions, mushrooms, garlic, fresh tomatoes, peppers (green and red), olives, or pinapples.

EG: Pinapples are fruit.

Katt: We'll I'm a fruit and I don't get eaten. Anyway, then comes the meat. The preffered choices are either chicken or bacon, but there are these little salted fish that take getting used to, but are really good. Then to top it off, another helping of cheese. Then it gets baked till it's good and done. You like cheese don't ya?

EG: Yes.

Katt: Well I got a great selection for you to choose from. That's how it goes. You choose from all the things I listed what you want most on it, then I make it for ya. I'd make pizza's for the whole crew, but it's hard enough to get anything out of them but "Bugger off". Trying to make pizza's for all of um would be a fiasco. But fer you, I'd make one up special, cuz you're the captian an' all.

EG: Well, can I have Grog with it?

Katt: Grog? If you wish captian. But I got a blend of fruit juice that's just itching to be tried. And there's nothing to keep you warm than a nice mug of hot chocolate. Hey, captian? Chocolate?

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

OOC: I was thinking we didn't have pizzas at this point. I mean, we didn't specify a time but I think it's definitely before pizza got the way it is. But that's okay... :)

ic:

EG: I just want my hardtack. Really. There's got to be some in the galley. And I want grog. NOW.
Katt: Er, okay, Cap'n, just trying to help. . .
EG: *stares angrily at the west* Not dark enough yet, and too bloody far from Tortuga. . .

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

*Katt sighed and got the captian her meal. Still, she put a sprig of parsely on the plate.*

Katt: Oh well. Not everyone can enjoy food as much as me.

OOC: Yeah they don't have pizza's. It's a magical galley cuz I made it so. You can get food from any time. You can have an aldebran whiskey if you want it.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: SOunds reasonable :)

ic:

EG: *sighs* Thank you. Did you need to bring a plate though?
Katt: Yes.
EG: Okay. Thanks. *tries to eat the hardtack* Ow. Okay, give everyone their share of hardtack please!
Tano: YAY! Pirate cardboard!
EG: No, no, it's law abiding merchant ship cardboard!
Tano: Until you get too close! :D
EG: *laughs*
Crew: *cheers*
EG: *glares* The sooner we get to Tortuga the better!

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *mutters* Honestly, cap'n being all grouchy....*munches hardtack* She'll drive me crazy, if the weapons don't first...

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

Night fell. The Captain, who was making a good effort (but failing) to be less grouchy, sent Flannery off again. Then she went about looking over charts and muttering to herself and taking swigs of grog, though at some point she switched to straight-up rum. Tano continued to skirt by her, muttering to herself about the Captain and the explosives driving her insane.

[Elfmaster XK]

XK lay on the floor of her cell, wondering what the Nal crew were doing. It was night again and she wondered at the words of Captain Obsidian. Maybe no one would rescue her. She sighed and stared out of the window. She thought she saw a shadow of something and sat upright, but as soon as she saw it, it was gone. She lay flat. Probably a bird or a bat or something. She hears a clunk and looks left to see her friend has managed to pick the lock on his irons. He waves.

Ale - Need a hand?
XK - Aye, if you're willin' to give one.
Ale - Come here.

And so she goes to the edge of her cell and puts her wrists against the bars. Ale starts work on the irons, but about ten minutes later some people come clunking down the stairs and sees them.

Sticks - 'Ere, you wouldn't be tryin' to escape would ya?
XK - No, I was plannin' on staying in 'ere for the rest of me life.
Sticks - Well. That's good cause you ain't going anywhere. And you. *looks to Ale* Since we 'ave 'er now, we won't be needin' ya.
Ale - Ah. Okay...
Sticks - So the Cap'n says you're to walk the plank. *back to XK* Ye can watch if ye like. *laugh*

Sticks opens the cells and he and his pirate crew drag the two prisoners up on deck, where the ship has halted and the plank been run out. The pirates gather around it and Obsidian steps forward.

Obsidian - You've fulfilled yer usefullness, lad. Off ya go.
Crew - *jeer*
Ale - Why don't ya just shoot me?
Obsidian - A good idea. *draws pistol. Ale looks momentarily shocks and then dives off the plank. The crew laugh.*
XK - Me next then?
Obsidian - Oh no, not at all. You be accompnyin' us to Tortuga. We're nearly there.
XK - Really? *mutters* I hate Tortuga.
Obsidian - Aye, and I know why, mate.
XK - *looks panicked* You do? I mean, no you don't, you liar.
Obsidian - *grins* Aye. You just think that then.

And so the Emerald Star makes its approach to Tortuga, XK watching the lights of the town growing stronger, and wondering if Ale-nail will be anle to swim to shore.

[OCC: I thought maybe you could find me friend and find out something, or at port find him and he can help you find were we've gone. Or alternatively, just chucked him off the ship for fun :D]

[Earniel]

*Meanwhile Eärniel, having nothing better to do at the moment, is looking at the sea. Since she's on a boat, naturally she sees a lot of it. At last she notices a big gull on the railing a few meters away that has been looking intently at her for some time now. Its eyes are milky white but it seems to be looking straight at her all the same. It also appears to be wearing a small blue crystal on its forehead.*

Eärniel: What are you looking at, then?

Gull: You.

Eärniel: What for? Oh hang on, you're Faenn, right?

Gull: Brilliant analysis.

Eärniel: In that case you've got the wrong sea elf.

Gull: You are Eärniel, aren't you?

Eärniel: Ye-es but you've got the wrong Eärniel.

Gull: *sighs* I'm in the wrong story again? Very well, in that case I'll go back where I belong. Incidentally that boat ahead, are you tailing it?

Eärniel: Sort of. Why?

Gull: Somebody just jumped off.

Eärniel: What? Really? Did Xen escape?

Gull: How should I know? I'm not even in the right story, remember? *flies off again*

Eärniel: *yells after it* Next time I write about you, I'll make sure you can't talk back!

IBF: Why can't I talk back?

Eärniel: AAAH! Don't sneak up on me like that! Anyway I wasn't talking to you, I was to talking to a big arrogant gull. Did you go to the Emerald Star? Did somebody really jump off?

IBF: Yes, how did you know?

Eärniel: The gull told me. Is it our first mate?

IBF: No, it was somebody else.

Eärniel: Can't win them all I suppose. Go inform the captain of it. I'll make the rowboat ready to pick the drowning guy up.

*IBF hurries to the captain's cabin where she's already waiting for his rapport.*

[Elfmaster XK]

Ale-nail surfaced, hearing the laughter of the pirates, and seeing the ship weigh anchor and head off. He glanced around, spitting water and just floating for a while when he started to feel slightly cold. He could see land but wasn't so sure he'd be able to swim that far. He was just thinking about trying anyway when he saw another ship, and more importantly, a row boat was coming towards him. He started to swim towards it, after all, whoever it was, they were going to be better than where he had just been.

[Earniel]

*The row boat finally reaches Ale-nail.*

Eärniel: Ahoy there swimmer! Are you by any chance the guy who jumped off the Emerald star?

Ale-nail: *slightly freezing by now* Do you see anyone else around here?

Eärniel: One can never be too careful about strangers in the middle of the sea. Come aboard.

*Together with Tano, Eärniel pulls Ale-nail in the rowboat without capsizing.*

Tano: 'ere. *gives a flask of rum to Ale* Will do you good. The captain's very anxious to have a word with you. Can't you arriving half-dead.

Ale: *gratefully takes a swallow of rum* Thanks. But why does your captain want to talk to me so badly? Do I owe him money?

Eärniel: *grins*Her. And no for the second question as far as I know. But we've got some unsettled business with the Emerald Star. And the captain takes unfinished business veeeery serious.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

And Ale is led to the Captain's cabin. . .

There is a knock on the cabin door.

EG: Come in!
Earniel: Here, we've got this man, he jumped off the Emerald. . .
EG: Really? Bring him in!
Earniel: Yes, Cap'n...*gives Ale a light shove through the door.*

EG: So. Have a seat...*waves hand about* um, on...the...floor, I guess.
Ale: Uh, thanks...
EG: What's your name? Purpose? Why were you on the Emerald? Have you seen Xenoia Karris recently?
Ale: Whoa, whoa, one question at a time, Cap'n!

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *sees stranger brought on board* Oooo, who's that I wonder. *is intrigued* *stealthily follows Tano and Earniel towards Cap'n's cabin, but stops and watches them go in* I know better than to be goin' into the Cap'n's cabin without bein' invited. *sits on a nearby barrel and taked out needle and thread* *pulls out a tattered shirt* It looks like he could use a new shirt. *begins repairing tattered shirt*

[Elfmaster XK]

EG pauses and takes a breath. She glances at the door, thinking she heard a noise, but looks back at her guest.

EG - Me 'pologies, mate. But I am rather anxious to get some information about you, and my sister.
Ale - Sister?
EG - Yes, I'll get to that. First, who are you?
Ale - My name is Alex. But everyone just calls me Ale-nail, or Ale?
EG - *raises eyebrow* Any reason for that?
Ale - No idea.
EG - Okay. What do you do? Are you a merchant? Mercenary, what?
Ale - I am...er, sort of...given money in exchange for, er, removing someone from someone elses way.
Tano - *wary* An assassin?
Ale - You could say that. I suppose.
Ear - Of all the people I pick up...
EG - *calmly* Are you planning on killing any of us?
Ale - Not at all. I don't work for free.
EG - Right. Well, I'll be keeping an eye on you. But as I am in a bit of a rush, what were you doing on the Emerald?
Ale - I don't know what Obsidian wanted, but he kidnapped me. He said now he has Xen he doesn't need me. He's taking her to Tortuga, and she doesn't have a lot of friends there anymore.
EG - *nods solemly* Aye.

*a moment of silence passes*

Tano - Why not?
Ear - What happened?
Ale - *glances at EG*
EG - Maybe I'll tell you later. Ale-nail, so you've seen her, is she okay?
Ale - She is alive. But I don't know what Obsidian wants from her. I don't think he wants to kill her.
EG - Did you speak to her?
Ale - A little. She was trying to escape. But she and I, well we're old friends, but last time we met was not an occasion on which we were on good terms. So if she knew what Obsidian wanted she might not have told me.
EG - I'm sure she'll have forgiven whatever you did.
Ale - Actually, it was more what she did.
EG - Oh. Okay. Well, I am going to have to ask you to stay in the brig. You understand?
Ale - *sigh* Aye...but if you need a hand then I'm willing. *stands*

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OOC: I left it there in case EG or anyone wanted to have a private word or something with the guest.

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: Oy Luthien, are you graduating from galley mate to seamstress? I think it's a good idea.

*Alex was led to the brig and left there alone. It wasn't bad as brigs go, but it was still a brig.*

Alex: *Sighs* Still behind bars.

Luthien: Bars aren't all that bad. Sometimes they can be reassuring.

Alex: And who might you be?

Luthien: I'm Luthien. I was a prisioner once too, but they let me out because I have usefull skills.

Alex: I don't think my skills would be very usefull.

Luthien: *Is puzzled because she doesn't know he's an assasin, but shakes it off.* Here, I made you a new shirt.

Alex: *Takes it* Thanks. Hey, this is nice.

Luthien: *beams* Thank you.

Katt: *strides it* All right now prisioner, I've gotta make dinner for this whole crew, so what'll it be and make it fast.

Alex: *A bit surprized because he expected bread and water, but continues smoothly* A ham sandwich would be great, steak if you've got it.

Katt: That's it?

Alex: *sarcasticly* No, how bout some potatoes and a glass of white wine?

Katt: Red wine would go better, but it's your meal. How would you like you're steak cooked?

*Alex stares with his mouth open.*

Katt: Bloody as hell? Burnt to a crisp?

Alex: Burnt?

Katt: Fine then. Finally a strait answer out of somebody. Luthien, you can come help me if you're not busy entertaining the prisioner. *Strides out then yells back* And I hope you know that's all your getting for the rest of your stay! Don't have time to make you a new meal every day!

*Alex sat down on the floor, thought about it. then stretched out with his arms behind his head.*

Alex: This is the life. New clothes and good food in jail.

Luthien: She means it though. Once you've ordered, that's what you get. No complaining.

[Elfmaster XK]

XK sat on a crate bashing her manacles against it as the Pirate crew docked the ship at Tortuga. She was making a lot of noise, and it was annoying a lot of the crew, so they glared at her as they passed. She grinned nastily at them and made even more noise until one of them came and threatened her with a sword. She stared defiantly back and banged them harder. Captain Obsidian approached.

Obsidian - *to crewman* Ye'll not be doin' that, mate.
Crewman - But she was making noise!
Obsidian - This is a ship! There is always noise y'idiot! *smacks him round the face and then turns to XK* But ye'll shut up, or I'll make it uncomfortable for ye.
XK - Yes, because I like being in irons...
Obsidian - *glares and pulls her to her feet* We're goin' ashore!

Obsidian's men push XK down the ramp and the pirates are lead to a Tortuga bar. Meanwhile, on the horizon, the Nal's topsail is just visible amongst the hazy ocean.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

Meanwhile, the Captain is instructing the crew of the Nal to hurry up getting into the cove and dropping anchor. She seems awfully impatient.

EG: Och, aye, ye'll never get this done, and the Mate'll be lost to use forever if ye don't hurry it up! TANO!
Tano: *muttering to herself* Yes, Cap'n?
EG: Are the weapons prepared?
Tano: Told you twenty times, miss, they're all ready...
EG: Good.

Tano leaves, still muttering

EG: FLANNERY!
IBF: Cap'n?
EG: Are you ready?
IBF: I told you, it's day, I can't do much. . .
EG: Sorry, forgot. Well. . .*notices he's wearing lots of heavy black clothing*
IBF: I can stand lookout if you wish. . .
EG: THat'd be pointless. You're coming with me. It's evening, it'll be okay. Someone go get Alex and bring him to me. . .

[Tanoliel]

Tano hears, and mutters off down to the brig.
Tano: Yo, Alex.
Alex: *gets up from where he'd been lying* Yes?
Tano: Cap'n wants you. Don't know why. *unlocks door* Now don't you try running off or anything. I've got hidden weapons.
Alex: I don't doubt you do...
*Tano takes Alex up to the Cap'n*

[Indril Anarion]

*sees that they are near anchoring in Tortuga* *is excited*

Luthien: *thinking* I remeber the last time I was here. Got a really cool pocketwatch from that bar guy. Wonder if he's still around. *sees Alex brought aboard* Wonder what the Cap'n'll do to him. *walks up behind Tano and Alex, as in a gesture that she too would be disembarking the ship for a bit*

[Willow Oran]

OOC: I'm back to rejoin the quest that has apparently become Elf-Pirates of the Carribian, Quest for the Holy Wine.

*Comes to stand quietly behind Cap'n*

Willow: Cap'n?

EG: *jumps slightly* Don't sneak up like that. what?

Willow: What exactly are we planning to do once we get on land?

[Tanoliel]

ooc: Willow! Welcome back! Yeah--Elf Pirates of the Carribean, no less...:D

Tano: Cap'n, did you want weapons to bring?
EG: I have weapons.
Tano: Yeah...I mean other ones.

[Elfmaster XK]

XK shivered involuntarily. It was a warm night. She was indoors. There was a lot of rum around. She had no reason to be shivering. Except for the fact she knew she was being watched. The Purple Lobster was not a friendly bar at best. XK was pushed into a chair, and several pirates sat around her, pistols pointing at her under the table. Obsidian stood in front of her, staring for a moment before speaking.

Obsidian - Feeling alright, Karris?
XK - Aye.
Obsidian - Not much to say fer ye'self, eh?
XK - Mm. *is glancing around the bar*
Obsidian - Keep a close eye on 'er. *walks away*

The Pirates are indeed keeping close eyes on her, and that they won't look away begins to unnerve her.

XK - *quietly* Stop staring at me.
Crewman 1 - Why?
XK - I don't like it.
Crewman 2 - Aww...how sad, she don't like it.
XK - Stop it.
Crew - *stare*
XK - Stop it stop it stop it STOP IT!!! *Jumps up and into Sticks, the Mate.*
Sticks - Sit down and stop causing a scene. *pushes her back down where she pouts and looks fixedly at the table.*

A few moments later, Obsidian returns with a short, dark haired man. He looks at XK and grins nastily.

Man - Excellent. The bounty is yours, mate. And ye'll be getting extra. But what of the other?
Sticks - We threw 'im overboard sir!
Obsidian - *smacks the Mate* Arr. Y'idiot. Don' lie! We've not found the lad yet.
Man - Hmm. Well. We'll see how that goes then, eh? Welcome back to Tortuga, Xenoia. I know someone who wants to see you...to talk to you about, a certain...accident that happened last time you were here.
XK - eep.
Man - Sorry?
XK - I said...*a loud bang distracts everyone as a pistol is fired near the bar. Xenoia takes a chance and runs for it. The pirates blinks.*
Man - Obsidian!!
Obsidian - Get after her! Bring her back alive!
Crew - *chase*
XK - *running and muttering* I hate Tortuga!

[Willow Oran]

EG: *getting exasperated* Bring all the weapons you like! Just both of you stop pestering and get ready to carry out the plan!

Willow&Tano: Which plan?

EG: The Plan! Now... go below and get the weapons ready! All of them! Get creative!

*She stalks off to another part of the ship*

Willow: *looks at Tano* Soo... what weapons did you have in mind?

Tano: The standard ones for a rescue.

Willow: Think they'll be enough?

Tano: No, but we haven't got any others.

Willow: Huh. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Tano: Maybe, what are you thinking?

Willow: I'm thinking that Cap'n just told us to get creative, with weapons.

Tano: *realization dawns and they grin, evilly* Heh, Creative... To the armory it is then...

[Earniel]

*Eärniel was looking through the collection of sharp and slightly lethal items of the armoury when Tano and Willow came in, grinning somewhat disturbingly.*

Eärniel: Why are you two grinning like that? It's scary.

Tano: Nothing, nothing... captain said get the weapons, so we will, the captain said be creative so we will.

Eärniel: The captain told you to be creative?

Willow: Aye.

Eärniel: The captain told you and Tano who happens to be the ship's weaponmaster who's becoming eerily close to being stark mad to be creative? WITH weapons?

Tano: Aye, Aye. You've got a problem with that, mate?

Eärniel: *looks from Willow to Tano who's muttering to herself again* No, no problem! None what so ever! *quickly* Got to go!

*Eärniel grabs a couple of slim, pointy daggers that can be hid in various places and quickly exits the armoury. If Willow and Tano are grinning like that because they can be creative someone's going to be in trouble and Eärniel didn't really WANT to know just how creative they could get.*

Eärniel: *muttering to herself as she goes on deck where her impatient captain is waiting* Why, why do I have this bad feeling that this little trip to Tortuga is going to stick in my mind for the rest of my life? Better be prepared then. *munches on a piece of chocolate*

OOC: We're all going on land, are we not?

[The last sane person]

OOC: I think that we all are. cause that leaves me to do my bussiness.

*roya walks up to the Cap'n adn observes her for a while before speaking*

Roya: Hoy there cap'n. Whats the new manner o bussiness?

EG: *tursly* we are going to save the first mate. get your arse in gear! I dont want anyone holdin us back!

Roya: *smooth and nonchalant* aye, i suppose. I am always ready for a fight. Now dont you think that Obsidian would notice if a great hulkin ship appears with a whole buncha armed pirates stormin about? Do you honestly think he wouldnt be prepared?

EG: eh no. What ae you getting at?

Roya: well, why dont you send me ashore ta quitely search things out. I will be back by nightfall at the latest.

EG: i could always just send Bob. why you?

Roya: *smoothly* Cause, i would suggset you attack by night. and if you want to send Bob, ya gotta wait until night falls ta send him out, and by the time he comes back the time you will have left to process the intellegence and then corralate an attack will be very minimal.

*EG, for lack of long term reasoning, let Roya slip off in one of the skiffs. In no time did she land on the side of the island and was off to "scout out Obsidian"*

OOC: I want to have time fto "find" the guy so i can get the plot kicked off.

[Elfmaster XK]

OOC: I believe everyone is to go ashore, Eärniel. I'm just going to call Obsidian's crewmen Ob man 1 etc, okay? Except Sticks the first mate.

Meanwhile, away from the oddly tense crew, Xenoia is still running. There is no point in running because the pirates are close on her heels. Not only do they have weapons, they also have free use of their hands. But, being stubborn as she is, XK continues with her escape attempt. Gun shots fly over her head and she speeds past a load of drunken people bent over their tankards singing drinking songs. She doubles back and grabs a tankard, downing whatever was in it before carrying on. She reaches a small outcrop with trees and rocks and pauses. There is silence. She leans against one of the rocks and listens. Two pirates jumps from the tree just as she springs from the rock, running up the dirt road. One of the crewmen, already on the path draws his sword and attacks her. She punches him, grabs the sword and carries on running when the path rounds the corner, dropping away on one side where the town lies below. Glancing left and right she sees Obsidian's men both in front and behind her. She takes a running jump off the edge of the path and onto a balcony of one of the buildings, landing on one of its patrons.

XK - Sorry! *she hastily gets up*
Drunk patron - Whoshat wansm yanot- hic- driqye.
XK - *frowns* Meh

She looks back at the path and sees one of the pirates running towards her. She yanks the door open and shoves her way past all the people on the stairs and balcony. She jumps over the bar and ducks down, pointing her sword at the bartender.

XK - Tell them I went out...
Bartender - Oi, don't...
XK - *jabs* Tell them or else!

She hears Sticks yelling orders at his men and the clunking of boots coming towards the bar.

Sticks - Bartender! Did you see a girl just run through here?
Bartender - Sh...*is jabbed* Aye, she went straight out the door, mate.
Sticks - *leans over a little* Which way?
Bartender - T'wards t'town.
Sticks - *narrows eyes* Oh really? *draws gun and points it at him*
Bartender - Aye.
Sticks - *whispers* I know you be lying, mate. *BANG*

Screams emit from people around the bar and the music pauses briefly. The bartender collapses and XK ducks out from under the bar, facing Sticks' pistol. She knocks it from his grasp with the sword, and runs to the window, leaping through it and shattering the nearby people with glass.

Sticks - Aha ha! Ya cannay keep on runnin, Karris!
XK - *through the window* Just watch me!

Back on the ship, Alex is wondering what the Captain wants with him. Eärniel appears back on deck, and everyone is accounted for. Except Tano and Willow, still below decks, and Roya, whom the Cap'n is watching wander off to the town.

Alex - So, er, Captain. What was it you wanted with me?
EG - *stops shining sword* I just though you might be useful. Maybe able to help us find Obsidian's men. You are, afterall the last person who saw our Mate.
Eärniel - *munches on chocolate* Do you think there'll be time to get some more supplies? Am running a little low.
EG - I doubt it mate, but we can always try.
IBF - *from inside the doorway* Is it night yet?
EG - It's getting there. *looks up at the hazy sky, purple with the last, dyig rays of light.* So very nearly there. *continues shining her sword with a cloth*

[Earniel]

OOC: Okay, good. :)

IC:
EG: Where are Tano and Willow?

Eärniel: In the armoury, getting creative with weapons. Captain? Did you really tell them that?

EG: *impatient* I did, go and tell them to hurry. It's starting to get darker.

Eärniel: But captain...

EG: Why can't night fall faster? Is Roya back yet?*continues to shine her sword that is starting to glimmer in the last daylight in a very disturbing way*

Eärniel: Er, no. She hardly just left....*sees the captain is in no mood to talk* Er... I'll go and tell Tano and Willow to hurry... *rushes off*

*But when she reaches the armoury, she finds the door locked. All sorts of noices is coming from behind the door and occasionally she can hear Willow and Tano snigger and chuckle.*

Eärniel: *knocks* Tano? Willow? What are you doing there?

Tano: Nothing. I mean, preparing.

Eärniel: The captain's getting mightily impatient. She said to hurry.

Tano: Tell her not to worry. We'll be done in time. Won't we, Willow?

*More chuckles*

Eärniel: Um.. right... *returns on deck*

[The last sane person]

*roya reached shore shortly after she set out. She carefully made her way to the town and was keeping a sharp look out for any of obsidians crew, finally she spots two passed out drunk infront of a bar. a few seconds later, from that same bar, out sprinted the first mate*

Roya: *odd half smile* i found her.

*she waits until xen rushes off then slips around the back of the bar adn spies obsidian. She sits and watches him with that same odd smile on her face*

Roya: *low, almost whisper voice* so, what other side trips you be planned on?

Obsidian: *same odd smile that roya has* oh, thats none of your bussiness. what you doin here? it aint time fer us yet.

Roya: *whisper* aye but tis drawin nigh. *Obsidians men burst in on the cap'n to tell of the prisonors escape, see Roya and raise a shout. Roya slips off silenlty back to the Nal and later informs the cap'n about all she saw*

[Willow Oran]

*Meanwhile inside the armory Tano and Willow stand back and admire their masterpiece of weaponry*

Tano: Well, I think we did it.

Willow: Yes, there's no doubt about it we've done it.

Tano: We've created the Ultimate Weapon.

*there is a long pause*

Willow: Now if only we knew what it did...

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *pokes cautiously at Ultimate Weapon* Maybe it...turns everything into a pinetree shaped air freshener?
Willow: Hm...no, that doesn't seem quite right. Shoots fire at them?
Tano: Nah, too standard. Well...I guess we'll have to use it and find out.
Willow: If we see any of that other crew...the ones that have our first mate--
Tano: *grins evilly* Yeah. C'mon...let's go.
*They hoist the weapon up, unlock the door and find the captain*
Willow: Cap'n--
Tano: Cap'n, we're ready.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

EG: So, how's the weapon going?
Tano: *grinning hugely* It's done.
Willow: It's the Ultimate Weapon. *grins just as hugely*
EG: *sighs* Good. What does it do.
Willow and Tano: *turn to each other, shrug, and turn back to the Cap'n.* We don't know.
EG: Right. Okay then. Well, it's night. Prepare the weapons.
Tano: Yes, Cap'n. *mutters to herself again*
Willow: Aye, Cap'n. . .

The Captain returns to her cabin, where Flannery is waiting.
EG: Night has fallen. You may go. You scout ahead...Roya hasn't come back yet and I dunno what's up with her. But wait 'til I've gathered the whole crew.
Flannery: Aye, Cap'n.
EG: And Flannery?
Flannery: Yes?
EG: Well. . .thanks. For coming with us and everything.
Flannery: *errr* Er, well...no problem, Cap'n. I mean...I owe you and all...
EG: *nods*

The Captain ventures out on deck, Flannery following behind, to meet the crew.

EG: ALL HANDS ON DECK!!!
The crew assembles, all but Roya and the Mate, who are in fact on land.
EG: Crew. This is our moment. We have to rescue the Mate. Our time has come. I'm sending Flannery out to scout ahead, then I'm going out in a skiff with Tano and Willow. The rest of you must stay with the ship. Earniel, you're in charge. Is this clear to all? Any questions?
Ear: I'm in charge?
EG: Yes. Okay, are we good?

Right now, Flannery is standing next to and about a step behind the Captain. Just as she's finishing her sentence, she senses something nearby. Flannery is watching the crew and does not see, but the Captain is in one of those states of extreme panic where she in fact senses more than usual instead of not noticing anything. So, what she senses is a presence, and then something moving, hears something from nearby. . .and suddenly there's an ashwood arrow flying by her. . .

Before she knows what's happening or what she's doing, she's reaching out with the tankard she had in her hand (yeah, she was drinking pretty heavily amid all the planning...) and knocks aside something that would have done some serious damage to Flannery.

They all realize what had just happened at once.

EG: *staring wide-eyed at the arrow* They know we're here.

Just at that moment, Earniel dashes over to where the arrow came from, takes one of her throwing knives, and throws. . .then she turns back to the Captain. There's a splash.
Earniel: There was only one. He's from Obsidian though. Was on the dock, there. *she gestures over to a post where an archer had been perched.*
EG: *still wide-eyed* Um. Thanks. *She turns to Flannery* Um. . .?
Flannery: Captain. . .wow. . .that. . .that was amazing, I don't know. . .how you did that. . .thank you, now I really owe you, this is, well, I--thank you so much. . .*continues babbling*

OOC: Okay, here you go Tano! ;)
Next post belongs to Tano, we've been planning this for a while, see. But Tano, just your line, 'kay? I write the next bit :D

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *watches as Flannery continues to babble*
Flannery: You've saved my life, that is to say, my life, per se...existence, anyway, and I can't tell you how grateful I am--

Tano: *runs out of patience* Speak, Cap'n! Or if you cannot, stop his mouth with a kiss and let him not speak neither!

Willow: Hey--Shakespeare!

Tano: Right on. *they high five*

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

The Captain gave Tanoliel a baffled look. Then she turned back to Flannery and gave him the same look. He looked just as confused. Then he grinned slightly, raising an eyebrow. The Captain started to laugh, then stepped over to him, grabbed him by the shoulders, and kissed him. The crew applauded. Then she turned the crew with a glare, stepped back away from Flannery, going very red indeed, and started giving orders. She found a moment to say a few words to Tano:

EG: Um. Tano. Nice Much Ado ref. Now, um, just what was that all about?
Tano: Hey, I dunno...you kissed him!
EG: *blushes again* So I did. But...why'd you say that?
Tano: *shrugs and gives her a sly glance*

Then the Captain gave orders to Earniel:
EG: They know we're here. I want you to keep a good watch on the ship. That was amazing with the archer. Too bad he's dead though...but don't worry, you were great. Anyone comes, well, send the bushbaby after me. He'll get there. Here he is *hands Earniel the bushbaby that was for a while forgotten but well-fed in the cabin.*

The preperations complete, Tano, Willow, and the Captain all went ashore, being very sneaky indeed. A slightly embarrassed but rather smug Flannery had gone ahead, flying. As they went up the beach towards the town, EG saw a sailor sitting alone on the shore drinking a bottle. When he saw them, he called softly after:

Sailor: Avast, ye!
EG: *trying not to laugh, and preparing a throwing knife, just in case, though he does at least appear to be unarmed* Yeah?
Sailor: Arr! I am a poor sailor all alone. Wilt thou assist me? For I am in great danger.
EG: You're wierd. Okay. I'm busy right now, but maybe I'll help you later? What's your name?
Sailor: Zavron, good Sir. The name's Zavron.
EG: Okay, Zavron. I don't trust you, and I've no idea who or what you are, and I'm busy right now, but. . .uh. . .stay there, maybe I'll see you on the way back?
Zavron: Uh...er...okay...?

And they continue onward. . .

[Willow Oran]

OOC: Whoo! She actually did it! Guess now I have to follow through on my part of the deal... But that's an entirely different story.

IC

*They continued onward towards the town, but before they could reach it a panicky blur shot past them followed by several of Obsidian's crew.*

Tano: *blinks* Was that-?

EG: I think so, AFTER THEM!

Willow: Wait, here come some more let's test the Weapon.

*She and Tano aim the Ultimate weapon at the unsuspecting pirates and pull the trigger just as they come down the path. Instantly there are two small blue piglets standing bewildered in front of them.*

Tano: *in a pleased tone* So that's what it does.

EG: Blue piglets? How in the name of all that is holy did the two of you come up with a weapon that turns people into PIGLETS? And why blue?

Willow: How should we know? We just put a whole lot of stuff together and slapped some inexpicable faerie magic on it. It sort of created itself after that.

EG: Oh dear, we had better get a move on. Obsidian's going to have a lot a bacon by the time we get through here.

OOC: A note about the weapon, we would have used the pinetree shaped air fresheners but Cap'n refused to have those on her ship. The only other thing we could think of was the piglets.

[Earniel]

*Eärniel watches her captain and the two crewmembers get ashore. "Good luck, may the Valar protect you." she says soflty and rather pointlessly. Then she turns to the rest of the crew. Captain Eruviel said she was in charge now, she would prove her captain's trust in her right. She wouldn't abuse her newly given command. She looks at the crew and says: *

Eärniel: Somebody get me a bar of chocolate, please.

Katt: Here you go, mate. *gives bar of chocolate*

Eärniel: Ah my favorite. Thank you, Katt. *devours bar* Alright people, you heard the captain's orders. I want this ship to be ready for a very, very fast escape if need be. Luthien, you have sharp eyes, you stay on the lookout until I get back, I've got to get the bushbaby up to shape. If you see anything out of the ordinary, I want you to tell me right away.

*The crew nods and get to work. Eärniel looks at the bushbaby in her arms that looks back very bushbaby-ish but also alert.*

Eärniel: You know what your job is, isn't it, little one? If the captains need to be warned I want you to be able to do it quickly. And I think I just saw what I needed in the armoury among Tano's junk...

*Eärniel goes to the armoury and returns a few minutes later with the bushbaby. But now it sits on a little wooden planck with four wheels on it. The bushbaby is wearing a little safety belt and small goggles.*

Luthien: You've put wheels on the bushbaby?

Eärniel: *shrugs* If it has to go and warn the captain, I want it be able to do so fast. This is the best I could think of short of a drivers licence.

*As the night grows darker still, The crew continues to watch out over the ship, awaiting the return of their captain and crewmates.*

OOC: Don't tell me THAT was all your plotting? You gave the vampire a overdue kiss? :D

[Elfmaster XK]

OOC: XK missed it! Missed all the ship drama with the Cap'n and the vampire, and really! 'Ere I am runnin' around like a lunatic and me Cap'n's kissin' a vampire. :rolleyes: *le sigh*

IC

Alex was leaning from the rigging, gazing out at the town just ashore. The officer in charge was sitting on a barrel, her hand on her sword, as many of the other crew went about their business. He jumped down and went to speak with her.

Alex - So, er...
Eärniel - Second Mate, Navigator, Eärniel.
Alex - Thanks. I was just wondering, what am I here for?
Eärniel - We all wonder that from time to time, mate.
Alex - No, I mean here. On deck.
Eärniel - You want to go back in the brig?
Alex - No.
Eärniel - *raises eyebrow* So what are you saying?
Alex - *sigh* I am sure I wasn't just brought up on deck to watch your Captain randomly kiss some guy.
Eärniel - He's a vampire actually.
Alex - Ah. *Moments silence in which Alex looks a bit nauseous before he shakes his head and presses on* It's not important. Basically what I'm saying is; do I need to be here?
Eärniel - I'm not letting you go anywhere. Captain ordered you here, so you stay here.
Alex - But I don't follow her orders, do I?
Eärniel - *points sword at him* Sit down and shut up. We need as many hands as we can get to sail this ship out of here quicker than the other pirates can catch up with us. Their ship is a lot bigger than ours; The Nal is just a brigantine. The Emerald could sink our ship. The only advantage we have is speed. You follow the Captain's orders whilst you're aboard her ship.
Alex - Alright, calm down. I only wanted to go ashore.
Luthien - *comes up on deck* Didn't we all. *looks glumly at the lights in the distance*
Eärniel - Ah well, maybe next Port we reach. *takes another bite of chocolate*

Meanwhile, at the Port of Tortuga, XK is still trying desperately to evade Obsidian's crew. She's managed a pretty good job so far, and has also managed to steal a fair few tankards of ale and rum. And so the world seems a little less stable than it had before. She pauses to lean against a wall, feeling tired and out of breath. Glancing back she can see Ob men still giving chase and so she sighs and turns round, running smack into Obsidian's first mate. A momentary look of shock crosses her face before she turns to run away again, seeing his crew pointing their swords at her. Slowly she turns back to Sticks.

Sticks - *pointing pistol at her* Come on Karris, the game's up.
XK - I won't come with ye.
Sticks - *clicks back the trigger* Aye, ye will.
XK - I'd rather die. *crosses her arms*
Sticks - *puts pistol down* Would ye now. Well maybe we can help ye with that.

An Ob man approaches and as he gets near her she grabs his sword arm and smacks him in the face with it, kicking his companion and running towards a bar door. Sticks sighs, mutters "Enough of this," and takes out a throwing knife, aiming quickly and sharply throwing it. Hearing him, XK turns but not quickly enough to evade the knife and it embeds itself in her leg. She stumbles and grabs a barrel to steady herself. Glaring she swears at Sticks and pulls the knife from the wound with a grimace.

XK - How very kind, you've given me a weapon. *holds up sword* Now I have two. Very cowardly to stab me when I wasn't lookin, I say.
Sticks - Aww, now don't be bitter mate...
XK - Fight me then! Come on!
Sticks - I'd kill ye where ye...
XK - Ha! I know you won't, because *he* wants me alive! *leans smugly on the doorframe* You can't hurt me.
Sticks - *Grins and takes a step forward* Maybe...

...but XK never found out what was maybe, as someone had crept up behind her and smashed a bottle over her head. She collapsed, dropping both knives, at Sticks' feet.

Sticks - Ah ha ha haa!!!
Crew - *laugh*
Sticks - Take 'er back to the Cap'n. *snatches drink off nearby peasant* And keep a closer watch this time! *follows the crew back to the bar where Obsidian awaits.*

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: Earniel....OVERDUE?!!!! :eek:

ic:

The Captain and her two most adorable (hey, that's what they call themselves!) crewmembers ran quietly toward the town.
Just outside the town's borders, they met up with Flannery.

Flannery: *whispering* Captain. I found your twin. She's unconcious, and surrounded by a bunch of Obsidian's men.
EG: *curses reeeaally badly. Flannery looks almost offended. The two crewmembers snerk.* Okay. Well, girls, your time of glory hath come. Time to use the weapon!
Flannery: *looks at it.* Er...what does it do?
Tano: Turns things into pigs. Little blue piglets, actually.
Flannery: Er...okay...
EG: Okay, here's our plan. Flannery and I will use our stealth and distance weapons to pick people off, while you go in with the weapon and start turning people into piglets. Is that clear?
*goes on with the battle plans* Okay, are we good?
Tano: Yeah, sure, Cap'n!
Willow: Aye, Cap'n!
Flannery: Yes...Captain. *smirks*
EG: Then let's go!!!

[Tanoliel]

Tano: *whispers* See? There they are--they've got her.
Willow: I don't see--oh, them with that bundle.
Tano: Right. We'd better aim careful, though...don't want to turn the Mate into a piglet.
Willow: Well...
Tano: Think of the Cap'n.
Willow: Right. Let's go.
*Slowly, they sneak in toward Sticks and the others, and aim very carefully*
Tano: On three--ready? One, two, three--
*And suddenly a small blue piglet stood where a crewmember had been before*
Sticks: What the--?

ooc: Willow, you may continue if you wish....I have to run. Gotta performance, ya know. :)

[The last sane person]

*meanwhile, calmly sipping ale and watching this whole spectacle witrh the first mate escape and recapture, from her spot on a bar stool, Roya laughs and walks out of the bar and sleathily sneaks up behind the cap'n as she was talking battle tactics*

Roya: *nods* those sound like rather firm plans, cap'n.

EG: Ahhh!!! *sees its Roya* damn you! dont do that!! *catches her breath* jeez! where were you?! I was wanting your report!


Roya: Sorry. i got, eh, side tracked if you will.

EG: well, i wont! now do you know where the bulk of the crew are and more importantly, where my sister is?

Roya: aye. She was just now bashed over the head and taken back to obsidian. I'll show you the way if you want.

[Willow Oran]

Sadly, Sticks didn't get a chance to say anything more than "Oink" as he was the next to fall prey to the Ultimate Weapon as wielded by the two most adorable crewmembers. His companions wisely ran when they saw this. But they didn't run fast enough, soon our first mate was free once more and the population of blue piglets had increased by several.

Willow: Sooo... what do we do now?

Tano: Erm, I think we wait for Cap'n, or we wake Exk up and go look for Cap'n either one should do.

OOC: Your turn Tano, or Exk, whichever one of you wants to continue...

[Elfmaster XK]

Just as Tano and Willow turn, intending to find the cap'n, she, Flannery and Roya run up behind them.

Tano - Cap'n! The Mate...
EG - Yes I can see that, good work guys.
Tano & Willow - *grin*
EG - *bends down* Xenoia? *shakes her* WAKE UP! We have to go. *continues to gently try and wake her sister*
Willow - *glancing around and pointing out enemies approcahing to Tano, who is continuing to turn people into Piglets, she spots a bottle. Sniffing it she deduces it is rum* Cap'n, try this.
EG - Thanks *waves bottle of rum around in front of XK*
Willow - *takes bottle back* No, I meant like this *turns it upside down over XK's head. For a moment she doesn't move, but then she jumps up with a shout.*
XK - Arrgh! *sways* Oooh. Ow.
EG - Xen? You okay?
XK - *blurry eyed* Captain? Who're all these peolpe? Where am I?
EG - This is the crew, mate. And you're in Tortuga.
XK - *look of dawning* Tortuga? *attempts getting up* Ow, me leg. No it's fine I don't need a hand. We have to get out of here.
Willow - No complaints there.
Flannery - Wait, where's Roya gone?

They all turn around to see Roya walk around the corner. She turns, sees them and then starts running towards them.

Roya - Obsidian's men! They're coming! *she points frantically around the corner.* Lot's of them! Run.

Roya speeds past the crew, who all begin to move hurriedly towards the dock, firing their weapons blindly behind them.

XK - Wait! I need the key to these things!
Tano - Sorry mate, no time.
XK - I don't want to be stuck in manacles for ever!
Flannery - We'll get them off later now come on!

They all run down the hill, XK complaining all the time about the irons and the bleeding wound, and Tano and Willow occasionally giggling as an enemy turned into a particularly large or weird shaped blue piglet.

EG - *mutters as she throws her last throwing star* I sure hope Eärniel and the crew are ready...

[Earniel]

Alex: Er, Eärniel? Navigator, ma'm?
Eärniel: Now what? I thought I had made myself clear. I said, nobody's to go ashore now. Captain's orders. They'll be back any minute now.
Alex:Yes, you've said that. But somebody is already ashore. That is, I think somebody's coming.
Eärniel *suddenly alert* Is it any of our crew returning? Roya or the captain's team?
Alex: No one of them, I'm certain of it.

*Eärniel goes to the railing and looks over. And sure enough, on shore she vaguely distinguishes dark moving shapes in the night. All men, judging by their figures, so definately none of the Nal's crew. And there seems to be are coming more and more of them.*

Eärniel: *curses* That's bad. They're not just passing by, they're actually checking us out. Not a good sign. It was obvious they were going to miss that archer sooner or later; I should have thought about that before.

Alex: Too late now, I fear.

Eärniel: Aye. Tell the other crewmembers that we've got company. Do it inconspicuously. I don't want them to know that we know that they know that we know where they are and that we're here as well.

Alex:*confused* Eh?

Eärniel: They haven't done anything yet but it's bound to happen. Tell the crew to be prepared for possible immediate departure, tell them to be armed and tell them to be aware of arrows. I'm sending the bushbaby for the captain. I think she'll be on her way back already by now but she and the others won't be able to see those men before it's too late unles I warn them.

*Alex goes off and informs the crew in hushed tones about the men on the shore. Eärniel stays at the railing, readying the bushbaby for take-off. The figures ashore continue to move around in the dark. Suddenly a few sparks light up but are shielded immediatly as if those on shore don't want the crew on the ship to spot the fires. But as soon as Eärniel catches sight of somebody carrying arrows, she becomes really worried.*

Eärniel: *mutters to herself* Arrows? And fire? Not a good combination. And we're sitting ducks here. Oh bugger, the captain's going to keelhaul me if anything happens to the Nal. That's it, the busbaby goes; I just have to find a way to get it past the men ashore... Hang on, I've got it!

*Eärniel ties a message around the bushbaby and gives it a parachute. She then takes it to Tano's on deck catapult. She puts the bushbaby in the catapult and aims it at the town.*

Eärniel: Lift-off! *pulls the lever*

*The bushbaby sails through the air and a few seconds later, a little white parachute is decending above the town of Tortuga.*

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

They were now surrounded by meebling, squeaking piglets. The Mate was having trouble with bloodloss and getting dizzy, and the Captian handed Tano her arrows and bow and was now carrying Xenoia on her back. They skirted around Obsidian's crew, trying not to be seen.

EG: keep close...use the weapon on them when they aren't looking...squash the piglets just in case they turn back...yes, i said squash the piglets! that's an order! or hit them over the head. incapacitate them. let's get to the ship...


Just then, they heard cannon fire.

EG: bloody hells... *looks horrified*

And a small bushbaby with a white parachute landed on her head.

[The last sane person]

*Roya too heard the cannon fire and thought it wise to leave the scene. Doing so she slipped around to the cove in which she landed earlier and set off toward the ship*

Ear: *hears Roya's boat* Who goes there! *points weapon at shadow-y Roya*

Roya: Calm down mate! its me!

Ear: where is the cap'n and crew?

Roya: Not far off. They got the bushbaby ya sent out no problem. *Throws line to Ear* Help me up!


*once she was onboard she took out her spyglass and started scouting the coast for signs of the other crew*

[zavron]

Zavron watched as the crew of the ship walked off with a quizical look on his face. He pondered what they had meant when they had said 'They would come back for him later'? They were overtrusting, why would they let a strange sailor become a part of their crew just like that! He looked up and gave a shrill bird call. A falcon flew down and landed on his shoulder.

zav: Follow them and see what they're up to.

The bird call a small whistle and seemed to nod it's head, then with a flutter it flew off (Also it left a small pressie on his shoulder).

Zav: Bleeding bird s**t! [Gets up grumbling.]

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien was in the kitchen when she heard of the news. She grabbed plenty of knives and sharp sparkly utencils and placed them in the various pockets she had sewed into her clothing for harboring more stolen goods.

She ran up on deck and saw the crowd of men gathering around their ship.

Luthien: Uh, Earniel, I can sneak down there and grab some arrows. It's my specialty ya know.

[Willow Oran]

The Cap'n and company burst out of the trees just in time to see one of the men aim a flaming arrow at the Nal

Willow: Hey! That's our ship they're shooting at! They can't do that.

So saying she lifts the Ultimate Weapon and the archer is suddenly a piglet he is not the last to meet that fate and soon the crew members on the ground are wading in piglets once more.

EG: *wading through piglets to get to the Nal* What I want to know is, why piglets? I admit that contraption has been extremely helpful but it makes no sense, why on earth would it turn things into piglets why not rocks?

Tano: Rocks are boring. Hey! Careful with that thing Willow, you don't want to turn the ship into a piglet!

Exk: *very dizzy* Huh? The ships a pig now? How did that happen?

EG: No the ship is not a pig. And it had better stay not a pig.

Willow&Tano: Yes Cap'n.

OOC: For a second or two I thought about accidentally turning the ship into a piglet... And then I remembered that Liz would probably kill me if I did...

[Earniel]

Eärniel: Thanks for the offer, Luthien. But I don't think that'll be eno... *piglet-squeals interrupt her* Did you hear that?

Luthien: Yes... it sounded like...

Eärniel: ...a piglet...

Luthien: Yeah...

*Confused, they look at each other and then look over the railing. The see their crewmates on shore, surrounded by piglets.*

Eärniel: Piglets? What the blazes is going on there?

Luthien: Seeing the little happy-dance Willow and Tano do every time a piglet appears, I'd say it's their ultimate weapon.

Eärniel: An ultimate weapon that turns people into piglets? Whatever next?

Luthien: Best not to ask.

Eärniel: Yer right. Let's help them aboard. Piglets or no, it seems to me a very good idea to get a lot of distance between us and this island very soon.

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: A few things: Luthien. What is a "kitchen" called on a boat? ;) Morover, I take it back. THere was no cannon fire. Just the sound of a catapult. (secondarily, they are slanderers; sixth and lastly, they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and to conclude, they are lying knaves.) :D

ic:
EG: A hand with the mate, please!

The Captain, the Mate, and her Adorable Crew, and Flannery, are helped aboard, amid cheers of a crew very glad indeed that they are alive, and the sound of squealing piglets. Or at least, that all but Flannery is alive, and that Flannery is still as he was before.

EG: Good job, Earniel. CREW! Prepare to sail! We leave Tortuga now!

Meanwhile, back on shore. . .

The falcon returned to Zavron, making cute chirping noises.

Zavron: What? Piglets? What? Gah!

Zavron runs to the shore, just to see the Nal departing.

Zavron: Wait! WAIT! I wanted to talk to the Captain!

He begins to swim after them, the falcon flying above him

[zavron]

*catches up to boat and starts climbing slipping back into the sea several times.*

Zav: Help!! *Climbing over rail.*

Eär: Who are you?*Draws sword*

Zav: I'm the lonely sailor you were talking to on the shore. Now, are you going to stand there all day or are you gonna help me?

*Helps zavron aboard.*


Meanwhile, the falcon swooped down and with a small 'plop!' sound, a large dollop of birdpoo landed on the captains head.

Eg: Arghhh! Get that blasted bird away from me!

Zav: *Inspecting bird poo from distance.* Looks like Diarhea(Sp?). Must be having troubles with his bowls.

[Elfmaster XK]

OOC: EG has a hat on Zav ;)

IC

The Captain glances at the bird, perched on the rigging and snatches her hat off of her head, throwing it at Zavron. She steps right up to him and points.

EG - I don't know who you are, or why you're here, but you clean that hat, and that bird will be shot if it cannot be better controlled.
Zav - *nods* But Captain! I wanted to...
EG - Not now! Roya! Take him to the brig!
Zav - But this is a ship! I need transport!
Roya - Yes, ma'am. And this be a pirate ship, mate. *grins and grabs Zavron, dragging him out of sight, the falcon following him down into the ship.*
EG - *Standing at the helm, looking back at Tortuga* Come on Nal, faster....Eärniel, are all the sails hoisted?
Eärniel - Yes Captain. But the wind isn't very good.
EG - Tano? Look out.
Tano - What? *spins* What?
EG - No, *points* I want you to be our lookout.
Tano - Ah...I see. *begins to climb up to the crows nest.
EG - Eärniel, you're in charge, Willow, I want you to make sure all the cannons are still loaded and then stay on deck with Eärniel. Anything happens come and get me immediately. Katt, Luthien, Arathorn...keep the ship up to speed.
Katt - I'm a cook...*mutters to self*
EG - Oh, and one more thing, will one of you secure that bloody starboard anchor. I can see it's gonna drop by itself.
Willow - Yes Captain. I'll do it.
EG - Good. Alex, Flannery, help me with the Mate.
Alex - Yes ma'am.
Flannery - Aye.

They pick XK up and transfer her from the deck to Eruviel's cabin. EG gets out a glass and pours herself some rum, slamming it back immediately. Then she offers the others a drink. XK is looking blurry-eyed, but intently alert, and muttering randomly.

XK - Urrrrrrrm...
EG - *raises eyebrow* What?
XK - Ruuuuuurm.
EG - Ah. *pours some* Here.
XK - Mmm. *downs* Thank ye cap'n.
Alex - We should get a bandage on that.
XK - You! Failed again, eh? *grins* Idiot.
EG - What are you talking about?
Alex - This time, I am not trying to kill you.
XK - *scoffs* So why are you here?
EG - The crew rescued him. *blinks* You tried to kill my sister?
Alex - *backs away a little* No. I mean. Not really. Sort of but that was ages ago and I didn't. Someone was going to pay me to!
Flannery - *shakes head* Wrong thing. Wrong thing to say.
EG - Y...I...res...*seems to be having trouble forming sentences*
Alex - I'm not trying now!
EG - *yeslls* How do we know that?
Flannery - *soberly* Being dead ain't so bad ye know. *both glance at him* What?
Alex - *getting angry too*Look, I didn't kill her the first time, since then we've met twice, she stabbed me the first time, and the last was in the brig on the other ship. I don't want to go into the whole story because it is long and complicated and if we waste time yelling about it then how is that going to help your sister!
Flannery - I think she passed out.

EG and Alex glance at each other and then at XK. EG is about to speak when there is a deep rumble and she feels the timbers in the ship begin to creak and quiver.

EG - *curses and reaches for desk* What the...

Meanwhile in the brig, Roya has shoved Zavron in a cell and is humming as she walks away, swinging her keys on her finger.

Zav - IT'S NOT FAIR!!! I ONLY WANTED TO TALK TO THE CAPTAIN, LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!
Roya - *turns* Life's not fair, mate. *bounces up the stairs*
Zav - *slams himself down in the cell* Bloody pirates.

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *to Katt* Should I go nourish the new prisoner? I'm sure he's hungry by now. I could fix sonething up for 'im in the gulley.

Katt: *ponders a moment* *to Luthien* Very well, go ahead. I'm to busy here anyhow.

Luthien: Rushes to the gulley and prepares a sandwich for the prisoner. Serves some ale in a pint and puts it on a tray beside the sandwich. Takes the tray to the brig 'Ello there, mate! Just thought ye might want some food. Slips tray through the railing

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

ooc: Careful, Zavron. Careful. Think before you type, man. You're not exactly on the best terms with me now, are ye, mate? So. Careful. Because now you're stuck in the brig, and you might not have been otherwise.


ic:

The Cap'n notices what Luthien's doing and runs down to the brig. . .

EG: Luthien! Take back the food!
Luthien: But--
EG: Did you just say "but" to your captain?
Luthien: Er...
EG: I thought so. Take back the food.
Zavron: But--
EG: Silence! I don't have the time to deal with you right now, but you don't get to eat nicely while you're here. I might give you scraps if you're good, but right now I don't have the resources to feed a prisoner as well.
Zavron: *looks very sad indeed*
EG: Look, I don't know you, I don't trust you, I have no idea what you were doing swimming after my ship, and now I have to go lecture the crew on whether or not it is a good idea to pull someone out of the water...which it certainly isn't.
Zavron: I just--
EG: *storms off* I don't have time for this.

Meanwhile, Tano and Willow were watching from the background.
Tano: Well isn't she in a bad mood. ..

[Earniel]

OOC: Zavron, how could I have helped you on board? I don't KNOW you! I wasn't in the group that went ashore so saying "you're the lonely sailor on the shore I talked to" isn't going to get me help you aboard. In fact I would have pushed you back, because I'd be thinking you were an enemy. :rolleyes:

OOC2: Boy, it seems to become tradition to throw any newcomer into the brig. Ye be warned. :D

IC:

Eärniel: *comes running* Ma'm? Sir? Captain?

EG: Not now, Eärniel.

Eärniel: Sorry Captain, but I wanted to know whether you er.. pigletted Obsidian.

EG: Why do you ask?

Eärniel: Because I think the Emerald Star has just left Tortuga and gave chase. And I don't know whether piglets make such good sailors.

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *shrugs* *takes back food* Sorry, mate. I know how ya feel. I was also a prisoner on this ship and look at me now. Just behave...the Cap'n and ccrew don;t like it when ya take their things...I speak from experience....it's tough at first, but be nice and they'll let you out...I think

[Eruviel Greenleaf]

OOC: I second what Earniel said...that's what I was talking about earlier, just to clarify. Zavron, I told you before you joined that you have to be a little more sensible to join the quest. Now, you're not being sensible if you a. Catch up with our boat while swimming, and b. have someone help you aboard when we don't know you. So, as I said, careful.

ic:

EG: Oh. Joy. Being followed. Well, we don't know how long the affect of the weapon lasts. . .anyway, we're faster, we can lose them. That ship is too bloody big to be able to catch us up. I hope.
Earniel: I hope so too, Cap'n. .. *looks worried*
Flannery: Anything I can do to help, Cap'n?
EG: Well, if you think you can puncture holes in their ship undetected, than yes. Otherwise, no.
Flannery: I'll work on that. . .

OOC2: Saw someone last night who looks like Flannery, just less fluffy and paler hair. That was wierd.

[Katt_knome_hobbit]

OOC: Refusing nourishing food to our prisioner? :eek: I'm gonna have to sneek some by you. I refuse to see anyone underfed. If you catch me you can through me overboard. I'm game.

*Luthien tries to sneak back into the galley with the food.*

Katt: I thought you were gonna give that to the prizioner.

Luthien: The captian says no.

Katt: What? Are we barbaric here?

Luthien: She says we don't have enough supplies.

Katt: Well, I'm just going to have to give him some from my own stores. *Waves hand vaugely* Now put that down and lets help sail this thing.

*As the were leaving, Zavron got a nourishing bowl of chicken soup.*

OOC: Ok, I'll delete it if you REALLY don't want him to have food.

[Willow Oran]

And so they sailed, and sailed, and sailed, and sailed, and then they sailed some more. Ever trying to outdistance the pursuit and never quite manageing to do so. Fortunately the pursuit never seemed to catch up and they continued like this for what seemed an eternity. Sailing forever in an endless stream of non-inspired story line limbo, awaiting the day when someone among the crew would come up with something to do and do it, waiting for their Cap'n's plan.

[Earniel]

*And then suddenly one morning, the Nal finds herself alone at sea. No sign of the Emerald star can be seen anywhere on the horizon.*

Eärniel: *looking over railing* That's odd.... Where did they go?
Tano: I don't know. They were there behind us yesterday. I wonder why they stopped following us today. Now that I think of it, where are we anyway? We've sailed so much I kind of lost track.
Eärniel: *takes map out of her pocket* Last time I looked, yesterday morning that was, we were entering this area here *points* where it says "Here be monsters".

*Silence.*

Tano: You reckon that's why they stopped following?
Eärniel: Nah, it's tradition to put the warning "Here be monsters" on maps when no ship has sailed these waters yet so no ship returned to write down any details about currents and sorts for the map makers.
Tano: Is that "no ship returned" as in: "No ship returned because they didn't sail these waters yet" or in "No ship returned because there are monsters here"?

*More silence.*

Eärniel:*scratches head* You know, that's a question nobody ever asked me before...

*Even more silence.*

Eärniel: Can your secret weapon turn monsters into piglets?
Tano: Only one way to find out.
Eärniel: Oh.

*Silence, yet again.*

Tano: Let's ask the captain where she wants to go now, shall we?
Eärniel: Good idea.

*They go below deck, looking for the captain*

[Elfmaster XK]

Below deck Cap'n Eruviel had been pacing in front of her desk, occasionally picking up the map that lay there, knowing they were no longer in that region, and so placing it back and picking up the spyglass. Flannery was lounging in her hammock, gazing out of the window. Alex had gone above deck to help Willow and Tano keep the ship sailing at full capacity, and XK was now conscious, drinking from a bottle of rum.

XK - Captain, what do you think we should do?
EG - I don't know. *moments silence and she goes to the window* Alls quiet. Worries me, mate.
XK - Aye, Obsidian's not one to give up. He'll be waiting...bidin' his time until we're not ready for 'im.
EG - I don't like this.

*silence again*

Flannery - You know, captain...we are heading in the right direction. For...for the island, you know. That none living can find.
EG - That's good, but if we're being followed then that's not going to help us much, eh?
Flannery - We could hide. One the island. None are dead on their ship to show them the way.

*knocks on the door and Eärniel and Tano enter*

EG - What's wrong? Is the Emerald Star back on our tail?
Eärniel - No captain. It's just that we've sailed so far out, we be off the edge of our maps into uncharted waters.
Tano - Aye, look it says "here there be monsters."
EG - I thought they did that out of tradition?
Eärniel - Yeah, so did I.
EG - *exchanges a concerned look with the navigator* Hmm.
Tano - *whispers to Eärniel* I know that hmm.
Eärniel - You do?
Tano - It means we're going where the monsters are.
Eärniel - Eep....you mean, potentially are, I mean they might not be there at all...tradition and all.
Flannery - Captain...
EG - Yes. Alright, Flannery and I go with Eärniel and discuss course. You know which direction we should take. Eärniel you can chart the course we take. Tano, keep a sharp eye for any thing you see in the surrounding seas. Nothing's going to take us by surprise this time. As soon as I am done with the maps I'll be back on deck.
XK - Er...Cap'n? I can go up on deck...
EG - You stay here.
XK - No! I'm not sick or anything. *stands up*
EG - XK...stop being difficult.
XK - I'm not. I'm going up on deck. I'll be at the helm. *walks off*
EG - B...bah! Damn it. Tano, the mate is in charge on deck, but I want you to help, make sure all runs smoothly there, yes? She's not healed properly yet.
Tano - Aye cap'n!

[Indril Anarion]

Sitting on a crate on the deck, Luthien was humming an old drinking song and she mended a tattered shirt. She had finished all her duties in the gulley and was getting quite tired.

Luthien: *sighs* Not much to do....*hums old drinking song* *sees the Mate storm onto the deck* Oh, well, glad to see you're okay. *sees Tano go after her with a worried look on her face* What's wrong?

[Willow Oran]

*having overheard the previous exchange about monsters between Tano and Earniel*

Willow: *falls in step beside Tano* You know, even if the map is labled that way out of tradition, there are monsters here.

Tano: Monsters as in, sea monsters?

Willow: Monsters as in members of the crew, I believe vampires are considered monsters in places, as are faeries and elves and pirates too for that matter.

Tano: Your point?

Willow: My point is... er... actually, I didn't have a point, I was just saying.

Tano: Oh.

Willow: *cheerfully* But if you want to be really precise 'Here be Monsters' isn't the traditional off the chart label, technically the traditional one is 'Here be Dragons'.

Tano: You know... That really doesn't make me feel better.

Willow: Of course, the chances of us actually running into a sea dragon are about a million to one, so we probably don't have anything to worry about-

OOC: And that would be the cue for said sea dragon to run into the ship should one of the officers wish for that plot device.

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien: *hears commotion about monsters* What's this about monsters? *looks in direction that Willow is looking towards* *gasps*

[Tanoliel]

*Out of the water rises a dripping dragon head on a long, twisting, spiney neck. It is draped in seaweed and has long, spiraling horns and large, clear eyes. It swings about for a moment and then begins to glide in the water toward the boat*

Willow: --On the other hand, this is something to worry about very much.

Tano: Grap the Ultimate Weapon, Willow--just in case.

EG: What is going on--*spots dragon, who is being very still* Oh. I see. Um.

Tano: *sidles up toward the Cap'n* Cap'n? Cap'n, I think I might know this dragon...

EG: *raises eyebrow* Know? Exactly how?

Tano: Er...well, not know per se...well, a while ago I was on a boat and we helped a sea dragon out of a...problem. If this dragon knows that dragon, we might have an edge...

EG: I see. Well...do what you can. Xenoia? Let's ready the crew, just in case.

Tano *walks to the rail* Dragon? Mr. Dragon?

*the dragon's head swings around to stare at her*

Tano: I am under the protection of Leslie Diane.

Luthien: Leslie what?

Willow: I haven't a clue. The other dragon?

Dragon: Leslie? Leslie Diane? Interesting...

Tano: We would like to know what you would with us.

Dragon: You needn't sound so Shakespearian. I am curious about your boat. I smell....strange things aboard it.

Willow: No kidding...

Tano: Then you aren't going to harm us?

Dragon: *smiles wide, revealing large, pointy teeth* If you are friends of Leslie's, I will not harm you. Unless you harm me first.

*There is a flurry of movement on the deck as everyone hastily conceals their weapons*

Tano: Mr. Dragon--our Captain, Eruviel Greenleaf.

Dragon: *bows politely* I am pleased to make your aquaintence, Captain Greenleaf.

EG: And I am pleased to meet you, Mr...?

Dragon: Mr. Dragon will do for now.

ooc: I honestly don't know where all that came from, really I don't....EG, ExK, whatever, take it and run. I can let you know about the backstory with Leslie if you need but really all that matters is that once, Tano helped her, and this dragon will therefore be nice to Tano's friends, ie the crew of the Nal.
Sorry if I disrupted anything there...I was having fun. :D

T

[Elfmaster XK]

OOC: Not at all, Tano. :D Surprises we likes...

IC

XK - Erm. *blinks* Right. I was so sure this was a hallucination.
Eärniel - If it is then we're all having it.
XK - Ah huh. Mr. Dragon. Excuse me...
Dragon - Yes? Ever so polite, you creatures.
XK - Well, the captain and I were wondering if there was anything we could do for you. I mean, we're on our way somewhere see...
EG - Aye, perhaps we can help you.
Dragon - Oh no. Well, there was a really pretty green rock I saw on the island that I wanted. But the wolf men guard it and their other treasures with their lives.
EG - Then maybe we could help you, if you help us?
Dragon - Oh?
XK - There's this ship following us.
Dragon - No there isn't. I saw it the other day, possibly today I am uncertain now. Anyways. They should be looking for a new mate, and to fix their blasted vessel.
Eärniel - Ahh...makes sense.
Tano - So how is Leslie by the way?
Dragon - Not so bad. Ate three sailors the other week though and was quite, quite sick. Yellow fever they must've had.
Tano - Oh dear...

And thus Tano and the Dragon conversed for much time, in which the crew sat down, dropped anchor and were offered dinner by Katt and Luthien. And still Tano and the Dragon talked...


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OOC: I don't know what you want to do with the Dragon Tano. And also I couldn't think of anything Leslie might want. So pretty green rock it was. :D

[The last sane person]

Roya: A new mate, aye? I hope he got rid of that blasted little snitch Sticks....

*Roya was slightly startled at the popping up of the sea dragon but soon didnt even bother with it and sat down to eat lunch. Pondering on the fate of the Emerald Star adn her captian*

Roya: Oh bugger it!

[Tanoliel]

ooc: I have been talking to our captain and she's very busy with college at the moment, and also doesn't have easy access to the internet. So if she doesn't show up often, that's why. We might have to slow this RPG down for a bit or sommat...just to let you all know.

T