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| A Pirate's Life For Me; .:P:. For Vensint's Crew .:P:. | |
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| Topic Started: Sep 22 2008, 08:16 AM (1,048 Views) | |
| Vensint | Sep 22 2008, 08:16 AM Post #1 |
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Captain Vensint DeLucas was on a hunt. A hunt for the loyal and bravest men and women. He was hunting for members of his crew. He had been paid with a ship from his last mission and he had every intention of using his new asset. He strolled into the tavern. He wore was his bone-armor breastplate his shirt, pants, boots, and his cape. Well, at first glance that is. He was also carrying a crossbow and a nasty looking sword. He wanted to keep this simple. I'm looking for anyone who can set sail on my ship. Your pay will be your lives and all the whiskey, rum, or ale you can drink. Vensint eyed the small crowd. They all seemed slightly preterbed to have been disturbed. But one man stood up, glared at him, and started to lumber over to Vensint. Yah bloody pirate! I'll kill yah! The man thundered whilst pulling out a great sword. Vensint smirked. Not what he was hoping for but Vensint never turned down a kill. Vensint would make short work of this man. Would, that is, if the man hadn't been tripped and fell face first on to the floor. Vensint looked up at the man's savior. And who might you be? |
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| haruko | Sep 22 2008, 08:23 AM Post #2 |
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Natsumi had tripped Vensints offender over then stood to her feet, Sit down, shut up and drink your beer Benny...this one doesnt need touble... with that said, Natsumi turned to Vensint and flipped some hair from her eyes. Sorry about that... so whats a pirate doing this far inland? she asked settling her ams behind her back and her crimson hues staring into his armor. Certainly you wouldnt be this far in to restock, Unless your one of those penny pinchers...? she chuckled. Listening to Vensint speak, she bend her arms in a way that sqweezed her breasts together a bit. This couldnt really be helped at this point, it was more like a natural habit for her to use her breasts to get almost evrything she wanted. her lips stayed still and closed with glossy lipstick shining in the small light that seeped or dared to come into the tavern. Edited by haruko, Sep 22 2008, 08:49 AM.
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| Bason | Sep 22 2008, 08:50 AM Post #3 |
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Bason had been sitting at the bar of the same tavern for an hour, trying to get a new target. Someone entered and started yelling, it got the Lycan's attention. Expecialy when the man who yelled was tripped by a woman he thought looked somewhat familar. Standing up and walking away from the mn who was about to give Bason the name of a target, he walked over to the two people who were talking. The woman that met his eyes was the last person Bason expected to see. "YOU!" Bason's eyes went wide as he realized that the woman he was looking at was Natsumi. There was no one he would want to be with LESS on a voyage at sea. "If you are going on this voyage as well try not to scare me so I fall off the side of the ship." Bason turned to Vensint, another person he recognized, and nodded. "yes I'm comming with you." |
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| Deleted User | Sep 22 2008, 11:51 AM Post #4 |
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Drunk off his ass, Saix had fallen asleep next to a tavern in some place he had never even heard of. He awoken to his hand feeling extreme pain. Gah! Saix jumped to his feet to see a man in full bone armor, walking like he knew everything, into the tavern. I'll teach this bastard some damn manners. Before Saix could hold open the door, it slammed in his face. His ears picked up something that surprised him. His partner in crime, Vensint, had been rallying up some people for an island vacation. Well I'll be damned. Saix slammed into the Tavern door and looked into the crowd. Two people had wanted to join Vensint's crew. A male that looked oddly familar then there was a woman who looked a little to attractive to be a pirate. What an odd crew. Saix slipped his mask on then stood next to Vensint. With his left elbow on Vensint's right shoulder, Saix laughed. Who ever's coming best make sure they are ready for one crazy ride! |
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| Tomonari | Sep 23 2008, 08:31 AM Post #5 |
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Sitting at a table next to the largest lycan anyone has probably seen, who was Tomonari's foster father, the teen had heard of Vensint needing a crew for his ship. He and his father had decided to go on a little trip away from home, and this crew seemed like an opportunity to expand it! Not that Tomonari would have minded much if it was short. Still, the teen was oddly eager to join up with Captain Vensint, as did others it seemed. Bason was there as well, so at least Tomonari and Gunwulf would know somebody at least. Without a word to his father, accidentally of course, Tomonari got out of his seat and walked right on over to Vensint. Standing about two feet away, Tomonari said to Vensint, "Hey, I'd be interested in joining your crew as a book keeper of sorts for any records. Of course, I'd have to be the cabin boy too most likely." His calm demeanor was probably what was needed for this crew, and Gunwulf would most likely be there as well. |
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| Gunwulf Lupindor | Sep 23 2008, 08:39 AM Post #6 |
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Gunwulf seemed to be losing his touch when it came to controlling that human pup of his. He turned his head to look as he heard Vensint calling out for a crew to join him. Tomonari had already gotten out of his seat and over to the sea captain. It wasn't like he could control the boy all the time it would seem. After standing up, Gunwulf's massive body would most likely frighten most, but the lycan would ignore it. He turned around and began walking towards Vensint. Gunwulf felt that a job would help out for taking care of his adopted son. The lycan man was behind Tomonari, and he picked the boy up by the back of his blue shirt, "Tomo, don't just run off without thinking about what you're getting into!" A scowl appeared on Gunwulf's face as he looked at his son. The teen would listen though, and the lycan father put Tomonari down. Looking over at Vensint, Gunwulf said, "I will join your crew as well. Especially since I'm not going to leave my son here out on his own like that." The lycan folded his arms over his large chest, and waited for a response. He did in fact notice Bason, but would talk with the other lycan later. |
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| Deleted User | Sep 23 2008, 09:53 AM Post #7 |
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Violet watched as the potential crew slowly came together. This was a sight she'd seen many times before, except for one thing...this time she felt different. Whilst her hands served customers beer, her vivid eyes were scanning about the place. Since her mother died, she no longer had any particular reason to stay here. Adventure, the sea and blood lust were a part of her, just like the magic she'd inherited. Know more than ever Violet wished her mother had named her father, perhaps she could have found him if she knew his name. After all pirates didnt seem that hard to find if you knew where to look. After a moments hesitation, her mind was made up. putting down the glasses, she eased herself out from behind the bar into the rowdy crowd, sidlig over to Vensint. Standing beside him, in a velvety voice she told him him, "If there are still places, then I'll join you," She calmly waited for his response, keeping her violet eyes fixed upon him. |
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| Bason | Sep 24 2008, 06:12 AM Post #8 |
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A crowd had formed around Vensint, with Bason near its center. People around him, most of them he knew still the Lycan felt uneasy. Bason's left hand slid the hidden dagger down to his palm, ready to slash at any moment. Stepping back against the wall the smaller Lycan leaned against the dark wood wall. "Gunwulf and Tomo, Saix and Natsumi. An interesting crew to be sure. Are there any among us that would require special attention?" Bason stood with his eyes closed and listened to the world around him, the crew he would spend many days, months even. Untill he knew the intentions of the people in the group the Lycan would not sleep, he could not let himself slip into a vulnerable state. Bason opened his eyes and said as loud as he ever talked in his human form; "When do we set sail?" Bason kept his hands hidden by his jacket, he didn't want anyone to see them shaking. There was one thing he was afraid of, and that was water. The Lycan, because of years of living in the forest with shallow ponds and streams, never learned how to swim. |
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-[Description]-[Inventory]-[Lycanthropy- The Gift, Bason's Journal]-[Bason's Theme Song- "Right Where It Belongs" by NIN]- Bason's topics: Spoiler: click to toggle "Truth is like fire. It can heal and destroy, but it never leaves anything it touches unchanged." "Those who hear the Lycan's Call suffer the worst fate of all. The fears of the night come alive, to taunt those who's souls survive." "The good things that come to those who wait are the leftovers from those who got there first." | |
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| Aoni | Sep 24 2008, 07:10 AM Post #9 |
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Aoni stood against the far wall, mostly hidden by the crowd. She'd been watching the small crew slowly growing in size. Her breathe caught in her throat and her heart stopped when she saw Bason. It had been a long time since she'd last seen him, but she couldnt forget the man that had saved her life. She'd changed since then. Aoni was no longer the damsel in distress, in constant need of rescue. Dangerous encounters had taught her how to defend herself, and she'd made new allies like Violet. She smiled when she thought about Violet, from the time that she'd spent in the tavern, theyd become like sisters. She'd learnt alot from her. Aoni groaned when she watched her companion cross the room with purpose, she knew what the red head had planned. So it was no suprise when the words "If there are still places, then I'll join you," filtered across the room and to her ears. 'Well, Im not going to join, just because she has doesnt mean that I have to...' she closed her eyes and sighed, 'I'm not..I cant....I wont' her mind resolved. A familiar voice cut through her thoughts, "Aoni, what are you doing? Come on..this is our chance to get away" Violets velvety voice startled her. Aoni hadnt heard her approach. Before she had the chance to argue, she felt a soft hand grasp her wrist. She didnt resist when she was led to over to the captain. For a moment she stood speechless unsure of what to say. A nudge in the ribs made her mind up. Addressing Vensint Aoni asked, "I humbly request to join your crew" This didnt seem such a bad idea afterall. |
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| Vensint | Sep 25 2008, 06:42 AM Post #10 |
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Vensint smiled and looked around the crowd. So many people... Good. In a fight this would be useful. Saix, get of my shoulder. Tomo was it? You and your father can join me. Bason, at sundown. Violet, fine. Aoni, nice to see you again. I'll be happy for you to join me. Vensint looked each one in the eye as he spoke to them. None looked away. A good sign to be sure. Vensint nodded to himself and made his way to the door. One more thing... The ship is Mori Rauko. Be there in two hours or be left. |
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| haruko | Sep 25 2008, 07:45 AM Post #11 |
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Staring back at the crowd and smiling, Natsumi kept her silence. She normally wasnt one to be found in a group of people nor even let them live this long but she wasnt in the killing mood at the moment. So with nothing better to do, She grasped onto Basons muscular arm with hers and followed carefully. So Bason...how have you been? she asked with a blush starting to spread on her face. Before even keeping her head still to listen she gazed at Vensints weapon, she couldnt help but to think that his weapon would be a nice addition to her future treasures howevere this feeling was quickly belayed as Vensint left through the doors. Edited by haruko, Sep 25 2008, 07:48 AM.
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| Bason | Sep 26 2008, 06:35 AM Post #12 |
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Bason nodded to Vensint after the man answered his question, the time and name of the ship was all he needed to know. The name of the ship made Bason's mind race, "So, the ship is called the Mori Rauko An Elvish ship? If she is of Elvish make she will be verry fast the Elves are master crafts-people." The spellbook Baosn kept in the folds of his Jacket was written in Elvish, and he had learned the language fast. Natsumi had wrapped her slender arms around Bason's one large one, the Lycan's thoughts were still on the Elvish ship when he spoke. "Mára aurë, Natsumi. Im maer, Manen nalyë?" Bason looked at Natsumi, expecting her to answer his question. After a moment the Lycan realized he had sliped and spoken in Elvish! Bason blinked and smiled at the woman next to him. "I am sorry, I was reading a book written in Elvish earlier. Let me translate : Hello, Natsumi. I'm well, How are you?" Edited by Bason, Sep 26 2008, 06:37 AM.
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| Tristanis Valentine | Sep 26 2008, 07:05 AM Post #13 |
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Trist recocnized a few people from a while back as she was sitting in the darkest corner of the Tavern then she decided to Vanish from where she was sitting then Unvanish in front of the door and waited for Ven to exit then when he did she said Ven, if you wouldnt mind i would love to come along as well in a semi seductive tone and she knew that Ven wouldnt say no to her and of course Phobos Deimos and Dale were behind her as well then she noticed that Dale jumped from where he was and landed on her shoulder while waiting for a responce she wondered if anyone knew besides Ven that she was there but she just waited for a responce and she wondered what Bason's reaction would be when he found out that she would probably be comming along as well but she just shoved the thought away and waited for her friend to answer her |
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| Aoni | Sep 26 2008, 07:38 AM Post #14 |
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Aoni watched Bason and Natsumi converse, her hand on his arm. 'Well at least he seems happy' it was too be expected that he'd have moved on. 'Oh well no point crying over spilt milk, still plenty more fish in the sea' her mind reminded her. With a sigh she turned to Violet, "Shall we go pack?" then without waiting for an answer she slipped past Bason hoping to go unseen and made her way to the stairs. On a brighter note, the elvish part of her rejoiced that they would be travelling in an elfish vessel, and she was also relieved to see that her old friend had done well for himself, a captain no less. This voyage would certainly be interesting. Absent mindedly she waited for Violet by the base of the stairs, her thoughts far away in memories from long ago. |
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| Clarissa | Sep 26 2008, 08:33 PM Post #15 |
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Clarissa recognized Trist's voice and when she heard what she said she became very interested so she snuck up behind Trist and said So you want to go on an adventure huh sis? as she said that she smiled and waited for her reacrion then she noticed that Ven was there and she became interested with the adventure so she said Ven if Trist is going along you can count me in as well as she said that she smiled and waited for the responces and noticed that Artemis was next to her so she leaned over and picked him up and whispered to him What do you say buddy wanna go on an adventure Clarissa noticed that Artemis' ears perked up and she smiled and refused to tell him that they were probably going to go out to sea but it would make a nice surprise and then Clarissa noticed that Dale was sitting on her shoulder then she looked around for Phobos and Deimos but she figured that they were still inside the tavern waiting for Trist to go inside or something |
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