FPRP III IC: New Beginnings
The warm breeze pulled gently at the palm tree’s leaves and carried the fragrant scent of flowering hibiscus as saltwater splashed against the hull of the Pine Marten. It was mid-day and the sun was high in the sky: warm, yet not overpowering, the perfect day for a stroll that many of the locals took advantage of. The anchor’s loose and the sails are put away, and the existing crew is onboard the recently docked ship.
We are currently at the port of Cyrill, a warm, tropical environment that has luscious beaches with pink sands and pale blue waters. The local’s favorite dish is Aght flounder, a green fish that has a fresh crisp and clean flavor with little to no fat, and as a result, the residents tend to be in good shape and of good health. The existing crew has orders to spread the word that there is a pirate crew recruiting. The Navy isn’t a problem in this area because the natives never sent out any complaints, so they were never notified of any buccaneer activity in the area, so the budding crew will be safe as they recruit members so long as they leave the natives alone…for the most part.
Akaine Omorrow was swinging her feet gently in the string breeze as she reclined on the main mast’s first sail bough. She was chewing on a celery stick leisurely as she looked out at the port, taking in the surroundings. It had been a while since she had been to Cyrill, and she had missed the place…mostly their food. That wasn’t to say that she had stopped by only to eat the local special, what she was really here for was to fill up the open positions in her crew. It hadn’t been easy getting the ship here and there without at least three quarters of the crew, but alas, she was just starting out. Her ears perked up as she listened to a fisherman scrape off some barnacles from his small boat with a chisel. She then turned her face back to the deck of her own ship. With a small smile on her lips, she looked down at the slightly worn wood and the fresh sails that were only just recently bleached. The Pine Marten was a new ship, and a beauty at that, she had made sure of it herself; overseeing it’s construction so that there was no skimping on materials and skillful labor because she sure as hell didn’t skimp on payment. Her ship was a three-master and was styled after the navy’s own ‘man-o-war’ with a few little tweaks here and there that Akaine added for her own pirating enjoyment. The navy didn’t really have comfort in mind, and somehow, she managed to make sure that her crew didn’t need to sleep in cocoons. There was a medium-large industrial-sized kitchen, rooms instead of the typical ‘man-cave’ that most ships sported that wasn’t for luxurious trips on the coast, and a lot of areas for blacksmithing, carpenting, swordsfighting and the like. There was even a library. Akaine had insisted on this, resulting in a smaller captain’s quarters and a slightly smaller kitchen. A library was something that she required, no matter where she went, as continuing one’s education constantly meant that you would have an advantage over your opponent. Half of the Navy’s force was practically brain-dead, but there were a few bright bulbs in that group, and a few even brighter than those in the higher-ups. And in the pirating business, you could never be sure who you’d be seeing on any given day, especially if you gained a notoriety and some government leader gave them permission to hunt you down exclusively.
Now if there was something that Akaine loved, it was having the navy stalk her ship’s movements. As much as Akaine liked to keep hercrew and her own hide safe, there was something of an ego inside her that loved the notoriety. She almost viewed it as a game of fox and mouse. She was the fox, obviously. She took the mug off of the sail’s mast that she was resting on and took a long sip, her tail twitching happily as she enjoyed the chai flavor. “Now that’s a good tea.” She said softly, and called out to her first Mate, Thomas Morgan Edwards II…she preferred to call him Morgan, it was so much simpler. “Ay Morgan! How about we get some fliers out there?”
[Wave 1: enter: Akaine, Tuor, Sam, BG, Sentios, and Fummo. You are the existing crew members.
Wave 2: Prepare to post: Arch, Zako, Innocence, and Karo.]
Doctress Who-CURSE YOU AKAINE AND FENIX. *Shakes fist*
Innuendo Squad Leader
Dare to join?