Kraken of the Dusk (IC)

[Arietraekos]

Alright Mates this be the Ic to the next Possibly Pirates. Let's all have a good deal of fun. The OOC can be located at this link if you wish to join in-game, Just remember that The longer you take to make a character, the longer it will be before you Join the Crew, which if you haven't read the OOC, is completely new, along with the storyline, Characters, Captain, Ship, and Dangers. ENJOY!

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(I'll Start)


It was the beginning of a new day for Drake. He was finally going to get off the giant Molten island of which he called Home, and get out onto the Briney Blue with some of His mates. Although Before he could get started sailing, he and the his Crew had some Provisions to "Aquire" They Needed food, Medicine, Canon Balls, Plenty of Black Powder, some flintlocks, And A cutlass or two. the weapons, Powder, and medicine, would unfortunately need to actually be bought simply because they could grab the wrong Medicine, and The weapon owners could have them dead in a moments notice. Drakes Job was to buy the Cutlasses, Canonballs, and Black powder.Faolagen's was to procure the medicine, which plenty would be needed, and it was Mia's job to Buy the Guns, and steal the food.
"Mhm, this'll be some voyage, even if we don got no good provisions" Drake was walking down From the Volcanic Mountain of Padres del Fuego, The Canon shop shop was on top of the mountain where the Iron ore was. " Aak, this load is heavy!" Drake said as he awkwardly lumbered down the sooty mountain. Drakes Shoes Being turned Black with the amount of Soot on them. The Black Powder was Further down in town; a Far ways from the volcano, to prevent any Unwanted explosions. Although Before he could Get the barrels of Black Powder, he'd have to put the canon balls on the ship which would hopefully prevent from Theivery. Although He had kept Mia on the boat So she could Get the Sails how they needed to be, when "Legs" and Drake were back from there errands, drake would give her the necessary gold to buy the guns.

Drake Had Finally made it into the main town, where the Overwhelming smell of Fish had entered his Nostrils. "Oooh why must i be tortured so....?"

[Eastep]

New day, new troubles. Medicines, 'member that, an' Ah'll need alot of 'em too.
The local apothecary would probably have the best prices, so Faolagan headed down the sloping sides of the volcanic mountain and over to the squat building with a slightly broken 'apothecary' sign swinging.
Everything was dusty in here, dusty and smelling of sour things. Barrels lay around the room, some half open, and all of them covered in a thick layer of dust and dirt. Through the dim light, a older man could be seen grinding some leaves behind a worn counter.
"Ello mate." Faolagan said, smiling at the man grinding powders behind a counter. "Ah need some 'erbs an' such." He said, still not attracting the attention of the man. Anger flared up in him, seeing that the man couldn't even look at him. Faolagan leaned against the counter, trying to get the man to look at him.
"Oi, look over 'ere!" He said, snapping his fingers in front of the man's face.
The man sighed and looked up at him with a 'what do you want?' look.
"'ey, give meh ah little respect please, Ah'm not takin' kindly tae ya anyways." Faolagan said, slamming a fist into the counter.
The guy frowned and brushed some dirt off the counter. "Can I help you?" He said flatly.
"Aye, ya can. Ah need some 'erbs an' medicines fer mah ship!" Faolagan growled, leaning closer to look into the man's eyes.
"Oh, well I can get them for you, but I'll have to check to see if we've got what you need." The man stood up and walked around the counter, peering into barrels.
"Ah'll a few yard ah bandages, get me a little bit of that over there." Faolagan started pointing out herbs and checking powders. Whoever ran this place didn't have the highest quality goods, and some of it was garbage, but a little doctoring would make these suitable for use. Not entirely ship-shape, but good enough for the budget they were on.
"That'll be..." the man tallied up the gold blankly, seeming totally bored with everything that was happening.
Faolagan gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into fists.
"Four hundred and fifteen." He sat down and looked at Faolagan in his bored fashion.
"Are ya sure, ah get the bare basics!" Legs shouted at him.
"Sir, the scales don't lie." The man leaned forward and checked again.

Faolagan Dashed out of the building with the bags, skittering around the corner and rushing for the boat like a madman. He laughed manically as he ran past the people in the street. "Cap'n'll love this!" He managed. The man skidded out of the apothecary's shop holding a hand to his bleeding skull. A flintlock fired off at Faolagan, but the pistol-whipped jerk missed. "I'll get you!" He shouted after the angry pirate. Legs hobbled along from the middle of the road, blending in with the scared population of people on the road. The docks weren't far from here, and he could row out to the boat, Mia was supposed to be there.
"Medicines, check."

[PoisonLacedLips]

Mia entered the busy market wearing a man's trench coat and a hat that covered her eyes. She carried an empty sack behind her back, and walked calmly into the noisy market, she peered through her eye lashes at the stalls where there were pistols laid out neatly on three tables, with price tags attached to the ring with a piece of string. A smile split her face as she walked over to the stall and took a look at the lovely pistols. Some of them looked amazing, but she knew that they would not be appropriate on their voyage, she wanted some good pistols which can be used to blow her enemies' head off, not just lay there and adore the color and design of the damned thing. She shrugged and moved over to the third table, they looked simple, but they were the best out of them all. She stared at the G lock 21, 22 and 23. She grabbed two of each, they would have to do, the others were just not worth paying for, these were the best. She smiled at the young man selling the pistols and paid for them, while he turned around, struggling to open the cash box, she opened her sack and stuffed it with all the good guns she could find, but she was sneaky, she made sure that she didn't make it obvious that she had taken more than what she had paid for.

The young man smiled and returned the change. Mia nodded her head, flinging her bag behind her shoulder and walked further ahead into the noisy market. She had more than enough money to buy food, she knew that canned food would be a good choice and eyed the large stack of canned goods. She nodded at the friendly shop-keeper and looked down at the large tables, pork...pork on a boucan or rack, over a fire...canned fish...tin fruit...more fish. She pointed at a load of pork, some fish, in tins, of course, and then stared at the bottles of rum. She grabbed about 5 or 6 bottles of rum and smiled, placing it all in front of the shop-keeper. He nodded and summed up everything together. He turned around and began packing the pork neatly, while he did so Mia took the great opportunity to steal some more cans of fish. She opened her sack and dumped as many as she could, from the bottom in front, so that the shopkeeper could not see that she had taken a good deal of the cans. Now all she needed, was a good deal of limes. She smiled at the shop keeper who turned around with a stack of packed meat in bags. He handed her the other two bags as well, Mia nodded in thanks, paying the money for only the things she pointed out to him and turned around and walked passed the stalls, and finally made her way out of the busy market and walked toward the docks.

[saranm]

((to keep this flowing... a random jaunty sea tune is in order))

Ross was out on his little raft at sea, waiting for the people he envisioned to come. He had been sent out to see for predicting a mans death, they thought he was the one who did it so intead of hanging him his family quickly sent him out to see with a weeks worth of fresh water and food.

"this could be a long week" he thought to himself

"Oh the beutiful sea,
Has come to claim me,
But i have said nay,
For I,
Shall live one more day.
I live my life with joy,
For I,
Am not coy.
Yo ho,
A pirates life for me,
It may not be for Ye,
But for I,
The life of a pirate is fine,
For that makes the sea mine,
So there aint no room to whine."

[Arietraekos]

Drake could swear he was going to be a hunchback by the time he made it back to his boat. But when he finally did He needed a stick to hold himself up. Drakes body wasn't as built as Faolagan but, he defianantly was one of the brighter torches in the land. The ship he had "Aquired" wasn't the biggest thing in the whole carribean, in fact it was basically worth as much as a fine cutlass, but it stayed afloat which was all drake needed to know.

Down below deck is where he put the black Powder stores and He put his several Barrels of Canon shots into the corner, there wasn't much room and it was quite congested, but they'd get used to it eventually, although Drake Mourned over the thought of Sea sickness.

Back above deck drake sat on the wooden rails surrounding the ship. Waiting for the rest of his crew. He saw them both starting to make there way to the ship, he grabbed his small pistol from his rear pocket and fired a shot into the air, signaling that they needed to hurry up. The wind was finally blowing opposite from where the sails were, making it perfect to go.

There voyage was just starting

[polaracebear]

Blaine sat down on a barrel outside one of the shops she oftened visited. It was a dusty shop. Disgusting, worn, but good enough for the poor girl. She wasn't the best pirate in the land, nor in the town. There where lots more pirates here and they all seemed of interest to her. Of course, she needed to talk to on at least. As one passed she thought about talking to him, but he scared her quiet a lot.

"nothing to be scared of" She said pulling at her knotted hair and looked left and right, waiting for another to show. Maybe having the courage to talk to them. Pirates where in her family line and thus she had taken up the buiesness

She was dirty, long hair strung down her back. It was untamed and very ragged. Anyone seeing the young girl would probably think she was just a begger. Nothing more, defiently not a pirate in any sort. Of course that was sort of good for herself, since she wouldn't have any people on her tail.
"now i must find someone to join. Being a pirate by yourself is very lonely" a stern look on her face as she walked down to the dock.

[Arietraekos]

A few minutes opassed by and none of the crewmates cameb back to the ship, even after the signal was given. A slight tinge of impatience flitted through the captains mind but it turned out to be nothing but a mere trifle. "They'll be on there way soon.." he said tilting down his head as he layed in the crows nest. Yes he was captain, ands yes he should have been the vigilant one but everyone needed a nap every so often. One thing Drake beleived to every extent. He shut his eyes and soon snoring erupted, a signal almost as good than a gunshot.

[Eastep]

Legs strolled down to the docks, carefully looking out for the authorities.
"Ah got meh medicines, now all Ah need is tae get tae the cap'n... An' who will ah 'ave tae sleep with tae get ah boat 'round 'ere.." Faologan scanned the docks, spotting a man pulling onto the docks now. The man, finely clothed and looking like a strutting peacock, stepped off his raft, tied it, horribly, and left, giving the dockman twice the usual pay.
"Ah wonder who 'e thinks 'e is, spendin' 'is money like that..." Faologan tutted at the man's back, walking past the dockman and over towards his boat.
He stepped inside, untied the boat, and cast off towards the ship.
Back on the dock, the dockman ran down the length of the dock after Legs, shouting at him. "Sorry lad, Ah can't 'ear ya, what're ya syin?" He lied, cupping a hand around his ear, prretending to be straining to hear the dockman. "Well lady, Ah can't 'ear ah word yer sayin', but ah'm off tae the ship! Farewell tae ya, an' give meh regards tae the apothecary!" Legs laughed and rowed himself out towards Captain Drake aboard the ship.
Legs leaned into his strokes, singing too himself.
"An' Ah'm off tae see the cap'n, an' the cap'n'll be pleased, an' not all the navy in the world'll call meh ah coward! Not Faologen!"

[Arietraekos]

When the word Faologan was shouted onboard the ship, he knew that at least one of his members had arrived. Drakes eyes stuttered before they opened, only to see the toughn ruff "legs" aboard the ship. With a bag full of wraps, herbs, and potions inside. "Ahh So you've finished your errand... well we have the ammunition and the weapons, along with the medicine... all we have left to do... is raise the flag!" With this Drake climbed up past the crow to put on a small black flag, with a grey skull ignited by white fire. A rope was what drake used to swing down to the lower masts. Where white sails began to plume where colied white silk used to hang. Drake called back down to Faologan "Let's get this scale sailin' eh!"