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Post by Finnerator Rudderbow on Aug 16, 2007 14:31:10 GMT -5
*Sunlight streamed in through Finnerator's window, wakening the ottermaid from her sleep. As she opened her eyes, one thought occupied her mind: Sailing! Today was the day that the leader of Otter's Fort had organized to take the Stormy Otter out on a high seas adventure. Two days ago Finnerator had posted a notice on the bulletin board in the market. It said the following:*
"For all members of Otter's Fort, two days from now, the Stormy Otter will set sail for a patrol up and down the coast. there have been a few reports of piracy from the surrounding villages and as the only military base in the area, it is up to us to track down said corsairs. all willing hands should report to the Stormy Otter by high tide when we will set sail. The ship is well provisioned with food and water so all you need worry about are your weapons and yourselves.
-Finnerator Rudderbow Commander of Otter's Fort"
*Eager to start this adventure, Finnerator got up immediately and began to ready herself for the trip. She wanted to be the first one on the ship in order to greet each of the sailors*
*The sea otter first went to the trunk at the foot of her bed which held most of her belongings. From this she took out a faded green shirt and a pair of dark green breeches. Over these, she put on a leather vest that acted as a light armor. After donning these, she pulled on a pair of leather boots, which she wore on most of her sea faring voyages. Once dressed, Finnerator turned her attention to her weapons*
*The ottermaid didn't have many weapons, preferring to hone her skill on only a few. Her main weapon was the longbow, which may be useful if an enemy ship came within range. In her paws it was a formidable advantage. She first picked up a quiver of arrows and strapped it across her chest diagonally so that the ends of the arrows could be seen over her right shoulder. Next, the otter looked to her dirk*
*If it came to fighting on a ship, a cutlass would probably be the best weapon of choice, but the dirk would work just as well. The key was not to have a long bladed weapon. It would be impossible to wield on the tight quarters of a ship so a short blade like a dirk, short sword, or cutlass was a much better choice. With these thoughts running through her head, she belted on the dirk with its sheath*
*Now she was ready. The sea otter picked up her longbow with her left paw and left the room. From the silence of the hall it sounded like she was, indeed, the first one up, which was just as well. She listened to the sound of her footstep echoing off the walls as she waked down the hall to the exit*
*The trip to the ship was a short one. It was a beautiful day and Finnerator was enjoying every moment of it. Soon she arrived at the dock. With agility, she climbed up a rope over the side, then put out the gangplank once she was on board. Now she had only to wait for the rest of the crew to arrive*
(OOC: Here we go! Also, in you posts, please be sure that you mention you name, species, gender and weapons somewhere. Thank you.)
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Post by Linx Exotic on Aug 16, 2007 15:52:03 GMT -5
*Linx wakes up first. He immediately bolts out of bed.* Archon! Archon, get up!
*Archon, roused by Linx's voice, sat up.* Hey... Big day, Linx. You got everything packed?
Yeah... *The mouse stretches his arms out.* Everything you asked for, I assembled it. Feel free to look through it, it's at the foot of your bed, I have to get dressed.
*Since he owns a weapons shop, Linx has given a number of free items to him. Neatly arranged in folded cloth is as sized-down rake sword--- in essence an augmented cutlass--- next to a pair of pulverizer gloves, punching spikes and a bolt repeater.* You got the ammo too, right?
*Linx had already gotten his shorts and vest on by the time Archon spoke and he's already fitting on his brigandine armor.* 150 for each of us. Lucky each isn't that big, otherwise you'd be hauling them around in a sack. *Linx has packed himself the exact same inventory, with a stepped sword instead of a rake sword and a CAR instead of a standard bolt repeater.*
All right, let me get something on. *Archon slips on a pair of shorts slightly shorter on his thighs than Linx's and a short-sleeved open-fur shirt rather than a vest. He then looks up and sees Linx standing in front of him, clad in a fearsome-looking glossed jet black suit of brigandine armor with chrome-plated steel studs.* Are the shoulder plates supposed to make you look that scary?
Yes. *Linx sits down and watches as Archon puts his own armor on, which happens to be completely identical in structure and color.* I don't know, when you put it on it looks...
Any synonyms to "attractive" you want to throw at me? *Oddly enough, neither of them has a helmet.*
*Just as Archon has finished putting his pulverizer gloves on in place of gauntlets, Linx grabs him in his arms and before he can even react, their lips are locked together. The sudden shock of the sensation to Linx makes it difficult for him to even notice Archon's intense grip around his armor-laden body as he fiercely forces himself onto his fellow mouse. After only a couple moments, Linx releases his hold.* Actions speak louder than words.
*Archon smiles warmly.* Yeah... We should be getting to the ship. They're leaving soon. *He puts on his helmet.*
*Linx follows suit.* All right. Let's go have a voyage. *The pair picks up their respective weaponry, puts it on their belts (or over their backs in the repeaters' case) and leaves the room.*
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Post by Azrah on Aug 16, 2007 16:59:39 GMT -5
**Azrah wakes and streachs and stairs around her, she gets dresses slowly, shoving on a blue tunic and grey belt, and quickly puts all her weapons, her twin swords accross her back, her short curved sabre at her side, her many knives buckled onto the front of her tunic, her quiver over her sholder, and finaly she picks up a lovely Elm bow. Remembering that today they were going on a sea patrol, the young ottermaid shoves on her sea bottes and dashes to the ship.**
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Post by Linx Exotic on Aug 16, 2007 18:19:03 GMT -5
*The only way someone can tell that Linx and Archon are approaching the Stormy Otter would be by seeing them. Their insulated, watertight armored boots thud inaudibly against the ground as they take the path to the dock. * Look, there she is. *Linx points to the formidable-looking ship waiting in dock.*
Well, we should be boarding, right? *They approach the gangplank.* Oh, Finnerator.
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Aug 16, 2007 20:02:26 GMT -5
Aral wakes up and silently rolls out of his cot, looks at his two pairs of clothing and grabs the black robe, slips into it and puts on his belt. He decides to take two poisons, a consumable poison and weapon poison. He then grabs his two long daggers and heads out.**
Before he goes to the port he stops at Stealth's Armory and picks up the short cutless he had bought for the trip. He then walks out and heads towards the port. He waves at Linx and Archon and says**
I heard you two have a relationship, people won't like that.
**He then waves at Finn and asks her** Your leading, correct?
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Post by Linx Exotic on Aug 16, 2007 20:12:41 GMT -5
*Linx and Archon stare as Stealth approaches. Linx speaks.* What the... Did someone put up a poster advertising us?
*Archon shakes his head.* No, but this'll spread like wildfire.
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Aug 16, 2007 20:15:59 GMT -5
OOC:Aral BIC:It has, it has **Aral smiles** and I am new
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Post by Linx Exotic on Aug 16, 2007 20:23:29 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry, posted in wrong thread, can you edit your post? I messed up, my bad, just... Dang it.
BIC: Hi, nice to meet you. I think if you know our status you know our names. (Linx)
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Aug 17, 2007 6:24:00 GMT -5
Yes **He points at Linx and says** Your Linx **He does the same thing to Archon. He asks** When do we leave??
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Post by Linx Exotic on Aug 17, 2007 7:22:37 GMT -5
*Linx gestures to the ship.* It's high tide right now, I'm guessing we have to leave sometime this morning, because otherwise this thing won't go anywhere. Well, I don't know if we should be boarding the ship as of now, or what...
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Post by Finnerator Rudderbow on Aug 17, 2007 10:59:25 GMT -5
*While Finnerator waited for the rest of the crew to show, she went below decks into the captain's quarters and placed her longbow and quiver down on the bed. If there was an attack on the ship there would be plenty of time to run down and grab her weapon. For now, it would merely be a hindrance. When the otter climbed the stair back up onto the deck she saw that there were three beasts already on board. The first she knew as Azrah and remembered him from when he signed up only just a few days ago* *The two mice she also recognized immediately. Linx was a long-time member of the fort, and the other, Archon, was a new recruit. The first thing that the ottermaid noticed about them was that they were both wearing heavy armor. Not at all convenient for a voyage at sea. The dark color would absorb all the light from the sun. Both of them would probably be sweaty and overheated before long. She decided to talk to them later on if they didn't figure that out for themselves* Oh, Finnerator.*The sea otter laughed* Are you surprised to see me? I am the commander around here after all. Since the captain of the Sea Sailors left at least. *Soon after she replied to Linx, Fishrudder came bounding up the gangplank* I heard you two have a relationship, people won't like that.*Finnerator was surprised by this comment. Fishrudder certainly didn't waste time in getting to the point. Huh, he didn't even bother to greet anybody. She looked at Linx and Archon whom the outspoken captain had addressed and shrugged. It wasn't her business and quite frankly she didn't really care what the heck the two did in their free time. As long as it didn't interrupt their work* Your leading, correct?*The ottermaid looked back to Fishrudder and nodded* That I am, so you'd better behave. *She told him with a grin. In a way she said this jokingly, but at the same time she meant it. As far as she knew, Fishrudder had little to no knowledge of sailing and she didn't want him giving orders, captain or not, if he didn't know what he was doing. The four on deck then started a conversation with eachother and Finnerator let them alone. Once they got started of course, she'd give them less slack, but for now that was fine* *The otter leaned against the rail and looked past the docks to see if anyone else would join them* (OOC: Okay guys, I was serious when I posted the "Important" thread. If you have not read it yet, then read it right now. It's important, just like the title says. Linx Exotic and Fishrudder: Guys, I specifically said that nobody was allowed to post a second time until everybody else or most everybody else posted once. Both of you have posted about five times when Azrah and I have only posted once. Don't do that. Next time I'll simply delete your posts. Azrah: Please try to make your posts longer. Especially opening posts. What you need to do is explain actions and elaborate on the details. Once again, avoid the OOC comments. They interrupt the plot.)
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Post by Azrah on Aug 17, 2007 11:26:58 GMT -5
OOC:okay. **While they are disscusing this Azrah arrives, panting very hard. Her bootes are coverd in sand from a what apears to be a very long run alongside the shore. Still panting, she arrives and says,** Hope i'm not to late? I'm very sorry, I sleaped in.**Azrah says rubbing her eyes. When she opens her eyes again, she spots Linx, Archon and Stealth,** Is this all there is? **She asks, siting down on a roundish rock on the ground.** Are more comming, or is it just us? **She asks Finnerator, as she brushes sand off her bootes.**
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Post by soulbapawsir on Aug 17, 2007 20:23:41 GMT -5
**Soulba Pawsir woke and forgot all about the trip. He quickly got his brown habit on and went to go get his staff. The monk/priest couldn't wait for this trip! The male otter hated all fighting but is always at the battle fields during battles to heal the wounded. Anyway, he hurried along to get to the boat.**
*Hum....Hum* Sorry I'm late i tried to get here as soon as possible! Am I still aloud to join in?
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Post by Tadoe, Torin, an' Roseflower on Aug 17, 2007 20:49:37 GMT -5
**Once again, Tadoe Rasrer wakes up late. He will have to hurry to catch the boat ( if it didnt all ready leave) The young male otter slips on his chainmail and little knitted cap ( witch he got from his wife) and grabs his yew long bow and quiver filled with arrows and runs outside.**
**As clumbsy as he is, he trips on a shell and falls face first into the sand. But carries on.**
Sorry I'm late mates did I miss anything? **as he says that he's panting**
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Aug 17, 2007 21:24:15 GMT -5
**A normal sized otter, with quite a bit of muscles on his replies**Hello I am Aral, who are you and we are still waiting for everyone so we can leave. I haven't touched a deck in quite some time, though when I was on a deck, it was the best time of my life
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