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Topic Started: Wed Apr 10, 2013 9:47 am (518 Views)
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The Gribbles finally looked like a respectable vessel. There were no more holes in its hull, there were no more tears in its mast, and there was no more rot in the wood. Truly, Buddy could finally feel proud to call it his ship, as well as the crew could. The captain looked out and over his ship with glee, watching the pirates work to keep the ship nice and proper should they come across some poor vessel on the open Moonsea.

This was it, they had finally made it. Through all of the madness they had to endure along the way, the Gribbles had survived, and its crew's spirits remained unbroken! Word was beginning to spread about the now known crew that flew the flag of the Sacred Heart, of the trials that the Gribbles had faced and of the infamous captain called Buddy Holly. The thought almost brought a tear to his eye, for it was such a grand thing.

"Captain!" Came the call from the crow's nest above, bringing the blonde man from his daze and his attention upward, "Ship in the distance, dead ahead and dead to rights!"

The captain smiled, nodded to his watchman and looked out once more to the crew, acting as pirate-y as one might expect from stories they were told as kids. As fun as it may have been to watch two grown men beat each other over a gold coin, there was no time to waste on such frivolous things with a score in sight.

"Listen up, crew!" He would shout, his voice carrying over the sounds of their chatter and their work. Luckily most of the crew was on deck at the time, so there could be very little lost in relay, "We've got a ship unfortunate enough to have set sail in our sights! It's time to do what we do best, and that's be sure to lie from! Lift the Tarasian flag, act respectable, no fights on deck, and be sure to ready the ballistae below! If they don't know our name, we'll make sure that they remember until the days they die, and let's make sure that they don't die today, got it?"

"Aye-aye, captain!" Came the chorus, none bothering to question any more that their captain seemed to so value life. They got away with as many riches as they could carry and barely a scratch, so why bother second-guessing their captain now?

"Captain!" Came a curious sounding call from one of the crew, an orc by birth with utter confusion on his dark face, "You might wanna come look at this!"

The orc's curiousness only afflicted the captain, practically calling him to go and see what was the matter. As he approached the edge of his ship and looked over to what his crew-mate pointed at, he could barely believe that what he was seeing was real.

"What's your name?" Buddy asked almost cautiously.

"Crodo, captain." The orc responded, not breaking his sight at the sight below.

"Scoop that shiny paper up, would you, Crodo? I'm curious to see how it's floating out here."
Edited by Buddy, Fri Apr 12, 2013 8:11 am.
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"You know, Ser Wobbleton, I'm starting to wish I had just hired a boat."

The living goo did not respond, of course. It didn't have a mouth, after all, or any internal organs to speak of now that she thought about it. Rin still wasn't sure exactly how the creature managed to sustain its life. She suspected that any edible item that became stuck in its mass was slowly dissolved and consumed, but she had never caught it in the act. The two of them were floating atop the ocean in a small, rubbery-looking raft. It was made out of an unusual brand of taffy that the girl had received over a year ago from a vendor at the Taras boardwalk. The confection was literally impossible to devour, but it was extremely stretchy and could be molded into the shape of a small raft. She had set off from Taras two days ago on the candy boat with just a stolen oar, her satchel of random knick-knacks and supplies, and a living piece of mysterious slime as company.

The girl was wearing a wide-brimmed hat to help block the rays of the sun, but the light reflecting off of the ocean had still given her cheeks a rosy sunburn. Truth be told, the construct knew very little about sea travel and sailing. The only reason she had traveled out here was because she had sensed that a page of the Grand Grimoire was located somewhere in this watery expanse. However, very few boat captains in Taras had been willing to simply sail into the Moonsea in a direction seemingly chosen at random by a slender girl wearing a white sundress. Their had quoted exorbitant prices to Rin, requesting so much gold for their services that she would have had to rob a bank to pay it. She had simply decided to set off on her own, but had quickly discovered that the ocean was quite large and difficult to navigate if your boat was made out of salty taffy.

Ser Wobbleton was perched on the prow of the ship like a figurehead and wriggled to get her attention. "What is it?" The slime simply started to bounce up and down. Rin glanced up and saw that there was a black dot on the horizon, the first sign of another living creature she had seen in over a day. The construct stood up carefully to make sure that her makeshift vessel would not capsize, squinting in the hopes of making out more details about the speck. "I believe... that is a ship! Yes! Well done, Ser Wobbleton. I would knight you again if it was allowed."

Rin giggled and set the oar down in the bottom of her boat, holding both hands in front of her. "Poseidon's Trident." The legendary polearm formed within her grasp, its entire length wrought of gold and carved with depictions of various marine creatures. There was a flawless pearl set into the weapon where its three tines met which began to glow when she waved the trident at the surrounding water. A wave rose out of the sea directly behind her vessel, picking up the floating taffy and carrying it forward. Rin watched as the ship grew larger, watching it with her bright blue eyes. She knew that the page she sought was close and was hoping that it was located upon this ship. The lost fragments of the Grand Grimoire tended to congregate around people, but it wasn't unheard of for them to lie dormant in nature. If it wasn't on the ship she would have to start scouring the ocean floor for the artifact, which sounded horribly dull and slightly difficult.
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Buddy wasn't about to let the shining page leave his sight, which is exactly why he had the orc-- Crodo-- go and get something, anything, to fish it out while he watched it. Had it not been for how the golden paper folded to the will of the waves beneath it, the captain would have sworn it may have been a box with something in it, yet as it was it wasn't. It was strange in every regards which Buddy, with his rather respectable knowledge, could come up with. It took a long moment, or it least it felt as such as Holly stood there, for his crew-mate returned with a bucket, one which should have been more than enough to fish the paper out, and it was!

"Yes, good job!" The captain complimented, shaking Crodo from excitement as he watched the paper get pulled up by a rope, "Of course, as captain, I get first peek at it. Afterwards I'll let you get a good look. Well, assuming it isn't some mind-burning paper or message to me, of course."

"Message to you?" The orc asked, stopping his reeling for just a moment as he turned his attention to his captain, "Who would send you a message through a shiny piece of paper on the water, captain?"

"Trust me, Crodo! Stranger things have happened." Buddy said with a wide grin, "Now get back to pulling the bucket up! We'll never get to know what might be scrawled on it if we never get to see it!"

It didn't take long for the orc to finish pulling the page up and on deck, and it took far less time for Buddy to snatch it from the bucket and begin examining it. That's when it began with a new level of strange, one which the pirate captain had not thought to list.

What he saw was amazing, beyond comparison. The words, or at least they seemed to be words, shifted and warped from one style to the next, different signs and characters, different numbers and mathematical figures. It felt like it was gnawing away at Buddy's mind, but he couldn't allow himself to look away, he refused to do so for he did not wish to miss a thing on the page. Finally it came to a language that he could understand, and then another. Images began flashing in his mind, piercing it like so many arrows. He saw the sea, but a different one, he saw the deck of a ship unfamiliar to him, the cacophonous roar of something he could not describe, and all of these images and sounds within the blink of an eye. He raised a hand to his head, as if gripping it tightly could alleviate the pain that was overtaking him, but he still tried to watch it, not knowing if anything would change drastically as he looked away. There was only so long he could last, and not even a full moment later he began to stumble, caught by Crodo as he lowered the page.

Of all things, and to make things just a bit stranger, Buddy began to chuckle a bit.

"Crodo, my friend." He said, "I'm afraid I cannot let you suffer this thing."

Holly checked his nose for any bleeding, but was relieved to find none as he righted himself. His mind still ached, felt as if it were bleeding on the inside, but that was nothing he could deal with at the moment. For now, he just wanted to take this golden paper into quarters, perhaps examine it after the coming raid.

"Captain!" Came another shout from Crodo, urging Holly to look back in annoyance, only to find the orc pointing out and away from the ship. Buddy's eyes followed the pirate's arm down to his fingers, then out to the ocean, then let them settle on. . .

"Is that a taffy raft riding a wave that shouldn't exist?" Being so akin to the sea as he was, Buddy could tell when something was out of place on it. That wave wasn't natural, and quite possibly neither was the weapon that the blonde girl was holding, "Men! This is going to be an interesting day!"
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Rin squinted as they approached the vessel to help see through the salty spray, trying to discern any further details about the ship. So far as she could tell it was a typical boat, with several large masts and expansive sails that billowed in the wind. She could see tiny figures moving around on the deck, busy as bees and accomplishing some manner of task. The construct had no idea exactly what they were doing, but it was probably important to keeping the ship afloat and functional. It looked quite interesting and Rin was looking forward to learning more about what went into keeping such a vehicle operational.

The wave carried her until she was close enough to call out in greetings to the vessel. The construct shifted her stance on the trident, getting it ready to throw if necessary. There was every chance that these sailors would not be friendly. She had spent a few hours on the docks eavesdropping on sailors and from their mutterings knew that there were a large number of pirates that operated on the Moonsea. "Hello there! Permission to come aboard?" The girl wasn't up-to-date on her nautical lingo, but she had heard that phrase thrown around in some of the seaside taverns and hoped that it was the correct one to use. She planned on boarding the vessel in either case, but it would be nice to be given authorization to do so.
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As he had thought, the raft was of pink taffy. No normal taffy, either. This taffy was the same kind that the Gribbles had a barrel of to use in case of emergency. One might normally ask how taffy could be used in an emergency, other than to tastily calm the nerves one might face when their demise was immanent. However, Chaon being the abnormal world it was, few sailors dared need to ask how, and those who did were typically new to the open waves. The taffy, as most things in the world, was a magical substance which could be chewed and stretched out to the size of a small raft, and an effective one at that given that it could float. Sure, most didn't readily want to sit upon a boat made of sticky and spit, but in an emergency the options became extremely limited. Besides, even if the Gribbles sank with the barrel of taffy on board, the candy would just float to the surface to continue proving to be an effective means of survival.

Luckily the ship was flying the colors of the Tarasian merchants, so whoever this blonde-haired girl was, perhaps she would see the ship as mere sailors, rather than as any actual threat. Buddy was smart, he knew that there was no such thing as a normal person set adrift and as healthy as the girl wanting to board his ship was. For a moment he would simply stare at her, his right hand resting upon the hilt of one of his blade of air. It took him a moment before he lowered his guard or shut his mouth, which up until that point had been slightly ajar at the strange sight upon the waves. Surely if she meant any harm to the ship, she would have just flat out attacked it by now, right? Of course, that didn't mean she wasn't showing herself simply to indulge in subterfuge, but until evidence to that was given, then there was no logical point in prolonging the time before her invitation.

"Permission granted, madame." Buddy would say, rather chipper as he pocketed the golden piece of glowing paper. The girl appeared to be rather young, but the sad part was that she was far more polite than many who were older than her, or at least appeared to be older than her. Given that magic ran rampant, as did exceptionally human looking beings of nigh-immortality, Holly wasn't about to take her at face value in any regard.

"Welcome aboard the Gribbles, I am Captain Holly," Buddy was hoping that this girl wasn't some aquatic bounty hunter after his head, but whether or not she was it was perhaps better to get any sort of pointless niceties out of the way before she tried to blatantly kill him, "and might I say, though I mean no offense, what an odd sight you are to see on the sea. It isn't every day we get to find beautiful young women manipulating the sea to their heart's content, miss. . ." He would pause, hoping that she would finish his sentence and introduce herself before they continued on.

It was a bit of mental balancing act for Buddy, between keeping himself from falling over from the effects of the paper, appearing that he wasn't about to do so, keeping wary of the girl, being polite to the stranger, and keeping the thoughts brought about by the sheet inside of his mind, he felt almost as if he were about to lose it before he got to see if what it claimed was true. Strangely, he couldn't find a reason why he didn't believe it to be so.

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I'm back! I got the post done! Sorry for the long wait on this.
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Rin grinned when she received an invitation to board. She made a gesture with the trident, swelling the waves for an instant and lifting the taffy vessel closer to the deck of the ship. she nimbly jumped straight up, her free hand wrapping around the railing as she vaulted over it with ease. Once she was on the boat she allowed the trident to dissipate, returned to the extra-dimensional pocket where she stored all of her weapons until she needed to use them. "Ah, a pleasure to meet you Captain Holly!" She offered her hand to shake, although she wouldn't be surprised if the man didn't reciprocate. As he had already stated, she did not look like someone that you would encounter alone on the open Moonsea. "My name is Rinrae Dromigg, but you should call me Rin; everyone does."

She glanced around the vessel in silence for a second, eyes flickering from sailor to sailor. They all looked quite busy, but she honestly had absolutely no idea what they were up to. She could list hundreds of famous ships from dozens of alternate realities off the top of her head, but the construct had yet to find a page of the Grimorie that detailed the minute details of sailing the seas. Rin would just assume that everything was alright until she saw the boat start to sink with her own eyes. "I'm actually on a quest of sorts. There's an artifact that I'm looking for that I believe to be in this area. I don't wish to bother you or your crew, but would you mind if I continue the search from aboard your vessel? My own is slightly cramped." She indicated the taffy lifeboat with a sweep of her hand, which had pressed up against the hull and was now stuck there.

While they spoke Rin extended her senses, searching for the wayward page. There was no doubting that it was close; in fact, she was almost certain that it was somewhere on this particular boat. However, she could not pinpoint its exact location. The lost pages of the Grimoire had grown more adept at hiding their telltale aura recently, making it more diffuse so that she would have to physically search for them. It was quite annoying and suggested that the pages somehow shared information between themselves, although she had thought them to be largely autonomous in the past. It was something to think about... after she reclaimed this current page and got back to dry land.
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Buddy just watched with sheer amazement and wonder, watched as the taffy raft was picked up by swelling water commanded by a blonde girl. It was something he hadn't even considered in his dreams to be in the realm of possibility, but there it was. Then, as if that all wasn't interesting enough to keep his attention, the trident vanished from her hands. She was most assuredly one of those individuals who could probably break the Gribbles in half, so Captain Holly couldn't tell if he was more frightened or interested by her presence, and it showed on his face.

After the girl, apparently named Rinrae Dromigg, introduced herself and offered a hand to shake, the captain would simply stare at her and her hand for a moment, almost as if he were afraid that the simple act of touching her would send him into some strange pocket dimension filled with boats made of rotten old fish. After deciding that this was highly improbable, and that assuming that it could be probably would make him both ignorant and rude, he would take her hand and shake it with a light grip.

"Well, I hope you won't mind if I refer to you as Ms. Dromigg for the time being. I'm a bit old fashioned in terms of respect, you see." Buddy would say, giving a slight bow to accompany his words before shooting a piercing glance to the members of his crew who were simply standing around, staring at the newcomer and very poorly disguising it behind their work, or at least as poorly as Holly could tell. He knew his crew, he knew when they were trying to eavesdrop. When Ms. Dromigg stated her intentions upon the sea, Holly nodded his head, understanding such a thing as he was about to plan a similar such journey.

"I see, Ms. Dromigg. Well, while we aboard the Gribbles would be more than happy to assist you with your search for this artifact you seek, I'm afraid that we are about to set sail on an adventure of our own. By all means, if you're willing to then we would love to have you aboard our ship, especially with that very interesting trident in your possession. If you could help us find our goal, then we would be more than happy to repay the favor and help you find whatever it is that you seek. After all, we are firm believers in an eye for an eye, quid pro quo and other such terms for "You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours."" He would finish his words with a slight flourish, something he wasn't even fully aware of until he finished, which then caused him to stare at his gloved hand for a moment in confusion before shrugging it away.

"Well, whatever you decide, we'll be more than pleased to have such a beauty aboard our vessel for however long you choose to stay." Something was tickling the back of Buddy's mind, and he wasn't entirely sure what it was, but he knew for sure that it was something unusual. The thought occurred to him that it was a byproduct of looking at that strange piece of paper, but he wouldn't be able to deal with that until he was in the privacy of his own cabin. He didn't want to subject any of his crew to its effects, its images, or what he could have sworn was the nautical coordinates of the Flying Dutchman. After all, surely such a claim was crazier than a blonde girl riding in on a wave she made in the middle of the Moonsea, right?
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The look on the captain's face was one that she was quite familiar with: it was the expression of a mortal who realized there was more to the construct than was immediately obvious. She usually took more pains to hide her true nature and her abilities, but it was the only way she had of navigating a large expanse of water quickly. She mentally shrugged, accepting the futility of worrying over what was already past. Plus, sometimes it was nice to be treated with a slight does of fear. Her outward appearance was useful for avoiding suspicion most of the time, but it also meant that she was taken for granted and treated like a naive child the vast majority of the time. From the wary glances the rest of the grew were pointing in her direction, she suspected that wouldn't be an issue on this trip.

"That sounds like a deal to me, Captain Holly." She linked her fingers, cracking all of them in a series of staccato pops. She turned and gestured at the taffy boat, her brow knitting in concentration. It peeled off of the hull with an unpleasant sucking noise, lifting into the air over the side of the deck. She slowly curled her fingers into a tight fist, compressing the candy back into a more manageable size. Rin gestured at the small wad of taffy and it floated over to her. The girl pulled out a piece of wax paper and wrapped it around the morsel, tucking it away in her satchel. "I have some tricks up my sleeve that might be useful, no matter what you're looking for."

She paused as the wind blew the hair in front of her face, blond strands tickling at her nose. She snorted indelicately and lifted a hand, brushing them aside with an annoyed expression. "That being said, what exactly are you after? There's not much out here that I'm aware of." If there had been, that's where she would have started her search instead of just wandering around the open sea.
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Buddy couldn't help but cringe at the sound of the cracking knuckles. Even with how often he had heard such sounds, thanks to the apparent necessity for pirates to be about as disturbing as they could get away with, he could never seem to get used to it. He knew that the finger cracking was nothing more than an innocent sound, but all he got were painful flashbacks. The flashbacks weren't of anything such as broken bones, for those sounds he usually found to be muffled by the flesh when they broke. What the sounds made him think about was the destruction of Arda, of watching the world dissolve away into nothingness, the rumbling and the crackling of the earth as it peeled away from itself. It was horrible, but Buddy shook the thoughts away as best as he could.

By the time that the captain had snapped from his haze, ms. Rinrae Dromigg had just finished putting her taffy boat away, apparently choosing to ball it back up into a small wax wrapping. Perhaps it was the only one she had. A shame for her, but Buddy was fairly certain that the blonde girl did not spend too much time on the open sea to require bothering with more than she needed.

"What are freelance sailors ever as, Ms. Dromigg?" Buddy asked, though the question was purely rhetorical, "Treasure, of course! We came across a map to this treasure not too long ago, and we're not more than a few days away from it."

He was certain of it. The stars from last night still clear in his mind, the flashes that he been shown by the mysterious page. It couldn't have been much more than a few days away at most, which meant that this must have been fate.

Crodo looked to his captain with confusion, failing to see how the shimmering page was anything resembling a map, as he was assuming it was what the captain was referring to.

"Of course, I fear we've run a bit off course. Fortunate for you though, isn't it? Our lost time has given you a chance at help with finding whatever artifact it is that you are searching for." He said this with a smile and a light chuckle before shrugging and continuing on, "So for now I fear that I will have to go and stow myself away in my cabin to reevaluate our position. Until then I will leave you in the hands of my shipmate, Crodo, to give you a tour of our humble ship."

With that, Buddy would give a a low, sweeping bow to the ship's new guest before hurrying away. He couldn't keep the act going much longer, his psyche wasn't allowing it. He needed to learn to lie, but avoiding the whole truth seemed to be working for him to some degree. Of course, he didn't exactly help his relationship with the orc siege operator any as the green-skin simply stared at the shutting of the captain's cabin door with a blank expression rife with disbelief before looking to Rinrae.

"Uh. . ." He didn't know what to do, he wasn't entirely good with people unless he was drunk, and right now he didn't have a drop of rum in his system. With a moment of awkward silence he would turn to the first mate on deck and call out, "Gregor!"

"I heard the captain!" The ginger would call back without so much as looking over his shoulder, seeming invested in making sure one of the newer crew members tied a certain knot just right, "Show the girl around!"
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Rin nodded gravely when the captain mentioned that they sailed the open seas in search of treasure. She had very little experience with sailors, but given the conversations she had overheard at port that was what they sought the vast majority of the time. Before too long he had retired to his cabin, clearly trying to avoid revealing the location of the riches. The construct didn't mind. She had no need for material wealth; she had managed to accrue quite a few valuable trinkets during her travels and pawned them off whenever she needed gold. Still, there was no use in trying to convince Holly of her apathy towards money. It would be easier to just follow his lead for now.

Crodo was a massive orc, his skin a sickly shade of green. Although he towered over the slight girl, the brute was clearly uncomfortable with his given task. He promptly tried to hand off the duty, only to get snapped at by a red-haired man and instructed to follow orders. Rin smiled at the orc in a reassuring manner. "hey, I've never been on a boat like this before! Show me everything!" Her eyes were already flickering across the deck, absorbing the sight of the sailors at work keeping the vessel afloat. Although it might be mistaken as idle curiosity, there was a concrete motive behind the girl's inquisitive nature. Rin had a perfect memory and could learn even complex tasks from observing them once. Every time she saw a sailor tie a knot or complete some chore around the ship she was broadening her own knowledge in case she would ever need those skills.
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That was close, far too close for Holly's taste. He was by no means a man who could lie easily, and not through lack of trying, either. It wasn't exactly like anybody had cared enough about his skills in deception to teach him everything he did wrong. That was fine, though. He was a pirate. When it came down to it, he might not have been able to lie with any discernible skill, but in the worst of situations he could always through so many facts into somebody's face that their head was left spinning on their shoulders in a physically impossible fashion.

Oh well, fantastical daydreaming about people's heads doing funny things could wait. For now, Buddy had some sort of magical artifact page, which glowed nonstop, in his pocket. Soon it would give him terrible, skull-splitting headaches. After that, it would give him information that he felt he required. Once he felt that he had followed that information through as well as any mortal could just short of obsession, Rin could have it. He had decided upon this course of action. He may have been a pirate, but he sought fit to set a code of sorts for operation, at the very least in what would one day become his own fleet. And given that Lady Dromigg was hunting the page, and given that it was telling him the location of something which he could assume was little more than seaside drunken tales, he was somehow certain that attempting to adhere to his code would be the only course of action which could benefit him.

This thing was magical! Magic things which appeared at random followed by other magical things could never be implicitly good. On that note, Buddy felt that the only way to ensure that he wasn't about to go insane was to pray the piece of shining paper was little more than it seemed to be.

Of course, that was highly doubtful, but to follow one's dreams, one must take risks!

Buddy sighed, removed the piece of paper from the inner coat of his pocket, and set it down upon his desk within his quarters. He then proceeded to remove his coat and his, tossing both upon his bed, yet chose to leave his gloves on as he didn't believe it to be wise to handle the unknown without gloves. He then sat down, prepared himself as well as he could, and looked upon the sheet once more.

Yes, as predicted, there was the migraine, returning with a burning passion. Was this simply the price of knowledge? His mind was absorbing information through supernatural means, being forced to process data at an alarming rate which left him questioning just how much the mind he prized above all else may have been mitigating the effects, if mitigating at all.

Thirty seconds, at least that's how long he believed he was staring at the page. For all he knew it could have been one, or one million. His mind was being assaulted by information. Numbers, math beyond comprehension, almost beyond comprehension.

Time and space. Direction, prediction of wind which he confirmed with his own innate abilities, as well as velocity. The way that he would need to turn the ship just so slightly that it may catch what it needed to shorten the trip as much as possible. The numbers and symbols, they left a lingering, painful imprint on his mind, but he couldn't help but smile as he rested his head in his hands.

This was nothing short of amazing, and he wanted to learn all he could. Knowledge was power, and so was his goal.

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Crodo was extremely uncomfortable with the situation. He didn't interact well with females. It wasn't through a lack of trying, just through not knowing what to do. Not to mention his girl wasn't normal, which only made it worse. She was cute, yes, and mystery always made somebody appear even more attractive, but he was sitll Crodo. He was an orc! He shot things with bigger things! He was not prepared for this.

"Well, over there are people working on rigging." He said, sort of blandly gesturing to the people who the girl, Rin, was already looking towards, "What they're doing is making sure that things on this ship don't fall apart because the ropes don't hold up. Watching over them, the ginger bastard--"

"I heard that!" Gregor shouted back, not even bothering to turn his head to face the orc. Crodo could just hear the laughter in the first mate's voice.

"You were meant to!" Crodo responded before continuing, "Is Gregor. Just Gregor, like I'm just Crodo. He's always introduced himself as Gregor, but I'm pretty sure that humans are supposed to have last names, right? Us green orcs, well at least the ones I come from, we have to earn our last names. I'm thinking something powerful, like. . . Well, I can't think of anything yet. Dragonshooter? Something like that.

"Anyway, Gregor is the First Mate. Captain Holly's right hand, but more like the captain of the ship when nothing interesting is happening. When we encounter another ship or something worse, Buddy comes out from hiding and deals with things." As Crodo said this, he gestured to the door of the captain's quarters. It was a plain and unimpressive door, with a simple handle bolted into it. If it weren't for the swelling of the wood thanks to the sea, the door would probably just flop open and closed with each wave.

"This is the deck of the ship, where it sucks. Where there's risk of some idiot going overboard, especially when it rains, and where it's the hottest during the day with the sun beating down on your head. Today isn't so bad, and I don't exactly burn, but I still prefer things below deck.

"Over there is the wheel to the ship, where the ship is controlled. Right now we're not really planning on going anywhere, so we just sort of keep it tied down until the Captain changes his mind. Over there is the upper deck, and up there is the crow's nest, where Billy Badson watches the ocean all day and all night. Cuffin' zombie." Crodo pointed to each part of the ship accordingly as he spoke, finishing up with a middle finger up to the crow's nest, which was returned in kind on the end of a gray hand.

"He only has one eye, which is usually at the end of a spyglass. Below and around him you'll notice furled sails. When we want to go somewhere, we unfurl them to catch wind. We usually raise our flag below the crow's nest, but we're not feeling particularly prideful right now."

This stuff was all so rudimentary that Crodo wasn't certain the girl probably knew it all. She said she had never been on a ship like this, which probably meant that she had been on ships before. She probably got the tours there, assuming they were passenger liners, and the orc was quickly getting bored with his own tour. Yet she said to show her everything, and the captain had ordered him to give her a tour, so Crodo was stuck.

"Pretty much this ship is like any other ship, but worse. It's falling apart. Wood rot and battle damage. The captain "won" this hunk of driftwood in a bet. A bet I'm pretty sure that the other guy lost on purpose. Weird thing is that it doesn't die. It shouldn't even float."
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