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All hands brace {PM for invite}; Iolanthe
Topic Started: Thu Aug 19, 2010 4:43 pm (317 Views)
Theron
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"All hands on deck!" Theron's voice booms out over the vessel. "Garreth, get to the cannons! Kylar; drag your sorry hide down with him!" The genasi's head whips around violently, "You better be doing something damn important if you're not on that wheel, Marcus!" Marcus, trudging his way up from below deck, glances at Theron. After recognizing that particular face and tone, his pace hastens dramatically with the understanding of very real threats coming from his captain's bark.

Black clouds blanket the sea in the distance, still a long ways off as they're just breaking the horizon. Only minutes prior had Garreth spotted a vessel on the water ahead of the storm. Theron knows some witchcraft is brewing to cause such a scene; with other vessels in such rare commodity on the waters this far from the shore, meeting one is not often a coincidence. With the mystery boat pointing directly at them, the storm is the raised fist threatening Theron.

Following Marcus to the wheel, Theron's mind is buzzing with tactics. "Maybe we should make our way to the Isles. If the worst is coming, and, by the look of things, I'll be damned if it isn't, we'll have a shore to set our eyes on should we be ejected from our seat on the water." With that last comment, Theron patted his ship worriedly.

Marcus pipes up, "Yeah, and if the lass loses her own seat, we have a better chance at catching her as well as salvaging her ship in shallower waters." The sailor's grin waits for Theron to ask the obvious question. Theron does so, hesitantly, "What makes you think this is a lass?" Marcus chuckles, "Who else would want that sorry skin you wear on their wa- Hey! You hit me again and we'll see who's piloting this boat while I have my arm in a sling!" Theron responds with a glare before dashing down the steps and thrusts his head inside the doorway leading below deck.

"Io! You best get up here! We have company!" The pirate pauses before adding, "And not the good kind!"
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