Diary of a Mad Captain
So, there I was, sitting at the bar in the Perplexed Otter. I was enjoying a pint of ale when the scent of sea air filled the room. I peer over my shoulder and I had seen a tall, gaunt man with a crazed gleam in his eyes. He caught me spying and said to me "Yarrr! I see you faerie! Would you care to hear a tale of the sea?", "I'd love to, surely it'd be a reprieve from this dreary existence in soaking my liver in the creature!". The old salt pulled up a stool beside me and began to tell me of his travels. He had been all around, from the seas around Atlantis, to the great Oceanus Decarus, and to the waters northwest of Sepharia. He had seen the world, and the more he told me, the more I yearned to really live.
As I spent time exploring on land, I had saved my gold, I saved and saved for quite some time. I finally saved up my gold and finally contracted the construction of a ship, I finally owned my very own Drakkar! I had sweated and slaved to afford the contract, a massive two million gold or so it cost me. Unfortunately, I would learn, the vessel alone would not be enough for my journey. I would have to hire a crew to help me operate the ship, I would need armaments to protect the ship from...dare I say, "Pirates!?". "What do you mean there are pirates?", "Yar! Lass, here be pirates in those waters! Ye best learn how to defend yourself real fast, 'ere ye be in a watery grave!" the man had spoken to me at the bar.
Well, what do I do now? I sweated and slaved and horded more treasure, for a while I was a bit of a merchant, peddling wares to anyone with a bit of shine until I could afford the appropriate amount of protection. In time I had invested near another two million gold for a crew, fuel and weapons. "But surely that is all I need right?" I had asked the man. "T'would seem so right? Nay, that'd not be enough, for ye shall need a means to keep your bearings at sea! Ye'll need to get a sextant for navigation as an addition to y'er ship, lest ye get lost at sea!" said the man.
After trying my luck with cards in the town of New Rigel, not entirely out of the way of rune, my luck had finally been found! I had won a nice bit of precious coin and immediately ventured forth to Rune. There I found myself talking to the dock workers and hired them to install a fine sextant onboard. It'd be a fine addition indeed, I felt greatly assured now that I would be able to navigate.
Finally, I was ready to begin my journey...or so I thought. "Captain! We need more ammo for the cannons! We need to head back before we're out-gunned!" said my first mate. "Drat! We're be the nearest port we can make anchorage?" I asked. "We're off the coast of Beltane, if we bear hard to the southwest, we should be able to make it. We just need to escape the pull of the whirlpool first!" screamed the first mate. Taking my first mate's advice, we turned hard to the southwest and gave the engines all they were worth and traveled on, escaping the fury of an enemy ship. After sailing and weighing anchor, it was time to assess the damage and cost to refill the holds with supplies.
"So I says to him, for a pirate to pierce his ears, it costs a BUC-AN-EER! Yarr HArHarhar!", rumbled an older man at the docks. At first I thought nothing of it until I noticed he was speaking with the man in charge of the docks, and I decided to introduce myself. The older man introduced himself as Captain Pierrot of the Merdraco. "How do you handle the pirates around here?" I asked the captain. "Well, you see, by having enough munitions and a well organized crew, you can sink anyone in these waters!" said Captain Pierrot. "I seem to be dealing with a bit of trouble with that, could you give me some advice?" I said. "Well first off, a watercraft such as yours, you can hold what, just under five hundred stone right?" said the captain.
Diary of a Mad Captain
I'm really regretting not getting my hair cut while I was still in Lasler. I've tromped all over Sigil and have yet to find anyone who's heard of scissors. There's nothing more embarrassing than sneaking up to feed on a bit of tasty unsuspecting prey and getting a mouthful of your own dandruff in the process.
I am slowly getting towards my first class goal of completing every single skill and spell available to me. As it stands skills are completely and level 60 has been reached. Started working on my spells and it is a slow process but they are coming along as well. For those wondering I am an Ogre Ranger.
What don't kill ya make ya more strong. If axe breaks then use sword or spear. If weapon breaks use yer claws. If claws break lash tail and if tail breaks then thrash torso and hiss loudly; no limbs no tail... maybe no head if ya lucky.
This is my personal take on the recent events happening in materia magica.
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Bonehead in Perplexed Otter bar. Drink many ale. Learn how be BEST warrior very hard. Bonehead need break. Bonehead drink with skinny elf friend Yahoo, Dark elf friend Rezah, and tiny halfling Uwe. We very bored. Yahoo say we should go explore place call Winterborn Mansion. Yahoo say it very scary place, but maybe have good shinies for us find. Bonehead say want know more about place first. Yahoo say Human Wizard name Alpheus Winterborn live there before, do bad magic, now many bad magic things live there. Bonehead bored, so, say ok. Rezah and Uwe come too. Bonehead think best idea from from when bored and think in bar.