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Anne Marie

"I used to be a pirate, some habits are hard to break."

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a character in “Aboard The Phoenix: Revival”, originally authored by Sathandra, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Anne Marie
Role: Anne is the ship's Quartermaster. The Quartermaster is in charge of seeing that the Captain’s orders were carried out and handled the day-to-day management of the ship. They are also in charge of discipline in minor matters such as fighting or minor derelictions of duty. Along with this position she is also the protector of the ship.
Nickname: Ann or Marie
Race: Anne comes from a different galaxy, her species is very similar to human only her life span is much longer than a human and they age more slowly.
Age: In human years she would be close to a hundred years old though she resembles a woman in her early 20's
Skills: Anne is a skilled swordsmen and handy with a gun if need be, but she prefers an up close and personal type of battle. Aside from being muscle she also offers protection. Anne has the ability to create wards and shields. The wards are used to keep an eye on precious cargo, if anyone were to tamper with the cargo Anne would be alerted immediately. The shield is used for the ship itself in case they were to come under attack. Her shields aren't infinite though, if under heavy fire they will be depleted and it would take some time for Anne to get another in place and that's only if she isn't fighting herself. Putting up a shield does weaken her for a short period but once it's up it doesn't need her energy to sustain it's self. Shields can last up to 72 hours so long as it doesn't take any damage.
Bio: Anne Marie was born a galaxy far from Terreth to family of farmers near a port town. Having always been dissatisfied with a farmers life Anne was captivated by the sailors. They would travel the world and go on, what was in her eyes, grand adventures in their airships. After a heated argument with her father about finding a husband and taking over the farm Anne stowed away on a ship docked in the harbor. She wasn't discovered until the ship was too far out to turn back and so they decided to keep her locked inside a cabin until they docked next, only they never made it to the next city. The ship she was aboard was attacked by pirates and after they had killed most of the crew they searched the rest of the ship and found her. The pirates took her captive and without knowing who she was and whether she was worth anything they locked her up and left her alone for the most part. That was until the night the ships second mate came to her in a drunken state. He attacked Anne but she wasn't some helpless dame, she was a farmers daughter and tougher than she looked having worked hard all her life. She was able to get the upper hand and stabbed him with his own blade, her hands still handcuffed together.

The ships captain was so impressed by her that he took her on as one of his crew. He taught her how to use a sword and it was during this time that Anne discovered her gift. She spent many years honing her skills with the pirates often taking part in their plans and fighting alongside them. She moved up in the ranks and eventually became the first mate. During one of their raids Anne's captain was killed as were most of the crew, the rest, including her, were captured and sentenced to death. Anne had a plan though and pleaded that they have mercy on her because she was with child, a lie but they had no way of knowing. Her captives decided that her death would be postponed until after she gave birth, a birth that would never come and neither would Anne's death. She escaped her captives and her galaxy ending up on Terreth. It was here that she joined The Phoenix, and while she is no longer a pirate she sometimes can't help herself and pockets things of value, so long as it doesn't interfere with the job that they are currently on.



Appearance: Anne stands at a good 5'7" and weighs 130lbs. She's a full figured woman with piercing green eyes and long flaming red hair. She's never seen without her hat or her sword.
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Personality: Anne is a bit hardened by the life she used to lead, though she isn't as cold and ruthless as before. She would only kill if her life or the life of her crew were in danger. She keeps a level head about her most of the time and can be seen as a voice of reason. She is very loyal to her crew and can be quite protective of them. She isn't the quiet type but neither is she a chatter box. Anne can be very sarcastic and a bit flirty at times, this is due to her living with a bunch of rowdy men for most of her life.
Weapons: Anne of course has her favorite sword given to her by her mentor and first captain. She also has a twin set of flintlock pistols.
Other: Favorite colors are black, red, and blue

So begins...

Anne Marie's Story

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Tamantha TK Kenden Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: Anne Marie Character Portrait: Markus Redsail
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Even in her pirate days Anne had always been an early riser and so without seeing that the sun was coming up on the horizon her body told her it was time to get up. There was no noise that shook her from her slumber, no kind of jarring movement, just that suddenly her eyes fluttered open and she was ready to face the day. She went about getting dressed, slipping into her favorite dress and boots then pulling on her gloves she assessed herself in the mirror. Picking up an ornamented brush that she had acquired from a shop a few stops back, she began to tame her wild red mane. Once satisfied she grabbed her sword and hat then headed up to the deck where the Little Captain was sure to be.

There were only two others up aside from the Captain, the young half human half tiger female and the ancient Elementalist. She moved to join them as they waited for the others to wake and see what the orders of the day were going to be. "Good morning Little Captain, Kit, Elemental." she addressed them nodding to them in turn. Anne had a habit of giving everyone she met a nickname that reminded her of the individual. Not everyone was fond of their names but that never seemed to bother her much. "Hope you all slept well what with the Black City looming past these docks."

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Character Portrait: Sawyer Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Chiru Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Anne Marie
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AURORA HAKAI SARPHIEL

"Gumilii! Ye' big lug-head where are ye' napping now at this time of day!?"

Aurora sighed as she hopped down from the railing of the deck- passing the current group upon it. She had lost track of her green haired friend about an hour ago since Aurora didn't now how to keep track of anything other then ships. They HAD been lazing around up in the crows nest until two certain shipmates of theirs decided to claim it as there own love-nest. A shudder ran through her body at the thought of what they could be doing up in her one true place. The crows-nest was her sanctuary and being on the ground felt weird to her by now. If not she'd be in the water since it was her birth place- her age unknown to the others. They did know that she was a Siren, a Succubus of the sea. But they seemed to trust her enough with the men on the ship as long as she didn't snap from her hunger and desire.

"Gumilii! Gum-Gum!!! Ya' know I won't hesitate ta' throw yer' gun off the side of the ship!" She yelled out again, walking into the area where the bunk beds were located. She paused as she heard quiet bangs coming from around the corer. Oh for heavens sake did those two love-birds get in here too! Was not a place in here safe from their fest!? She walked towards it quietly ready to but her thoughts to her yapper but paused as she heard a voice.

"You're on!"

Raising an eyebrow- Aurora walked up the the hatch that the banging was coming from and stared at it for a moment. It sounded like their tiniest members voice- once again speaking to te hatch as if it were a person. A chuckle escaped her lips as she reached forward and swiftly lifted up the hatch and pushed it open before walking away towards the deck again before Chiru could see her. Let the girl think she was victorious for this point. She thought to herself with an amused smile. Getting back up on deck she pouted to herself not being able to spot Gumilii. How HARD was it to loose a girl with GREEN hair!? Then again Aurora had white hair as if she were well over five hundred. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn't- they'd never know. Her green orbs widened a bit as she finally spotted her target over near Asher, TK, Anne and the cap'n.

"GUMILII!!!" She shouted as she quickly ran over and jumped onto the green haired girls back- the momentum causing them to both fall over in front of the group.

"Found ya~" She said happily as she sat upon her back.

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Character Portrait: Sawyer Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Mellony Wyrmcrest Character Portrait: Anne Marie
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'Downtown 'Black City'



"Get yer' fine gun powder here! Best you'll ever set yer' eyes on!"

"Nothin' beats an old barrel! Holds up ta' fifty bottles of yer' favorite wines an' beers to guzzle!"

"Where can I get some damn grog around here? I better not have came down here for nothin'!"

"Ye' smell like ye' been swimmin' in the bilge ya damn swashbucklin' rooster!" The green haired woman with the round bust growled out- balancing her beer in one hand and pointing her finger accusingly at the other party. Her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth pulled up into a challenging smirk- everyone knew what was about to break out. It were these morons that decided to bump into her and cause her to drop her beer- now she was locked in a long and hard drinking battle with a man about three times her size. A faint blush faded across her face showing a sign of her inebriated state. Slamming down another empty glass- the man across from her glared.

"Me 'n' these here scurvy scallywags drug our sorry keesters out t'th'ship'n'had us a grand great adventuar! We almost had t'keelhaul Mad Connie f'r gettin inter th' grog behind our backs! Some woman like ye' can hardly put a scratch on anythin' ye damn whore!" He slurred out, belching loudly afterwards and swiping the glass onto the floor. The frightened bartender hid behind the counter in fear of causing either of their tempers to erupt.

"Yer a scurvy bilge rat, pompous gasbag, mangey cockroach!" She yelled aloud- quickly standing up and tossing the table over. Nobody called her such a thing and got away with it! Grabbing his collar she quickly threw the man over her shoulder- the man stunned out of sheer surprise.

"Take that ye' bucktoothed' sea beast!" She spat, quickly turning (well as fast as a drunken woman can go) and walking towards the door wobbling and ignoring the cheers from the crowd that had been surrounding her. It had been awhile since she had gotten in a mix up with the likes of pirates like that, since they were all so damn unintelligent. Yet she knew how to speak around them when the time came. Swaying like a sail in the wind- she made her way back to the ship and lazily climbed the ladder.

"Ah... g'mornin c-cap'n an ashher..." She slurred out tiredly- nearly falling over the rail of the deck as she stood next to them. She almost felt the need to lean on one of em' to keep her balance but just kept her grip on the railing. She watched as more of her shipmates joined them upon the deck and heard the faint call of her name. It seemed she had just missed Aurora- though the girl was horrid when it came with directions.Gumilii was just about to nod off when she suddenly heard a loud shout and found herself face down on the deck with a weight on her back.

"Found ya~"

Gumilii could already feel the hangover coming on as she groaned in pain.

"Nghh, yea I can see tha- ughhh."

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Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Anne Marie Character Portrait: Markus Redsail
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"Mornin' boys! When's breakfast?" Another crewmember spoke. Asher looked to see that it was TK, the half-human, half-tiger of the group. Asher nodded to her hello, smiling.

"Good morning Little Captain, Kit, Elemental." Anne, the Phoenix's Quartermaster said. Man... It's gonna be a very fun day today.... Asher thought. So many people already up.... Asher smirked.

Then another person arrived, this time she had been up all night. "Ah... g'mornin c-cap'n an Ashher..." It was Gumi, the Blacksmith of the crew. Obviously, she was drunk. The stench, the slur of her voice, the blush on her face, it made it all too obvious. By now, the girl should be having a hangover.... Is it bad that I think she's a bit cute when she's drunk? Asher mentally joked.

"GUMILII!!!" Another girl shouted. Asher's gaze moved to Aurora, who proceeded to tackle the drunk girl. "Found ya....." Aurora said as she sat on her back. Asher shook his head in pity for Gumi and sighed. He wondered whether Asher should just tell Aurora to get off of Gumi, or whether he should just keep talking with either the Captain, TK, or Gumi as soon as Aurora is done with her. Then again, Asher figured that enough was happening, and began to inch away from the crowd of congregating crew members.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: The Kha'Ill Brothers Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: Chiru Character Portrait: Anne Marie Character Portrait: Markus Redsail
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Markus Redsail


Markus sighed and looked at the sun. This was the normal, well if you could call it normal. Markus stood and made his way up to the wheel and climbed up on the rail in front of it. "Listen up! We got a big job from a rich employer starting in the afternoon! I don't want any of you slicking off today! Got it?! Good!" Markus yelled at everyone. For someone as small as he was, he did have a very loud voice. If we pull this off we will be set for a couple of months Markus thought to himself as he walked down the steps and onto the main deck.

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Character Portrait: Tamantha TK Kenden Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Anne Marie Character Portrait: Markus Redsail
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Tamantha β€œTK” Kenden

"Good morning Little Captain, Kit, Elemental."

Kit? What is that supposed to mean?
TK's ears pinned to her head as a scowl crossed her face. She crossed her arms angrily. TK did not like that nickname. It seemed a bit childish for her. But if you look at the girl, you'll see just how childish she was looking right now. Her ears stuck back up like arrows. When her ears were against her head all the sounds were muffled and weird.

"Ah... g'mornin c-cap'n an Ashher..."

TK froze then she jumped suddenly, landing on the railing, crouched down, the fur on her tail sticking up. Her knees were bent and her hands held the rail now below her. "Sweet baby Jesus you gave me heart attack!" TK exclaimed at Gumi as she had collapsed on the ground with Aurora on top of her.

TK's nose twitched as she leaned forwards, but remained on the railing. "Eww. You smell like spirits and beer." TK herself did not drink. For one thing, she was always told she was too young to. Plus, she hated it. How it tasted, how she feels during as well as how she feels after. Her head gets all fuzzed up her judgment clouded. It also made her get angry much easier, which was dangerous for all parties involved. Afterward she just feels like a piece of shit and then sleeps for an entire day. Not very fun in her opinion. Her tail swayed with confusion on why someone would drink enough to get like this.

"Listen up! We got a big job from a rich employer starting in the afternoon! I don't want any of you slicking off today! Got it?! Good!"

The black-haired girl's head jerked up as she looked at her new Captain as he gave orders. "He cannot be much older than me... hmm..." TK wondered, accidentally out loud.

TK had to blink a few times before realizing something. "Wait so... no breakfast?" Right on cue, her stomach starting giving its best impersonation of a dying whale. TK rubbed her bare tummy in hopes of silencing it, still perched upon that rail, knees bent. "Aww..." TK pouted a bit, but shook her head to remove the facial expression. Hopefully she did it before anyone noticed the childish look. Her ears flapped around when she shook her head and her braid landed over her shoulder, draping over her front. She grabbed it and tossed it back behind her.

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Character Portrait: Tamantha TK Kenden Character Portrait: Sawyer Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Anne Marie
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Sawyer sat at the bar. "Whiskey." He told the bartender. By the looks of this place, it looked like there was a brawl previous to his arrival. There was a bigger fella to the right of him, smack talking about someone. The man was an oaf. Apparently he had his ass handed to him by a woman. "The green headed whore did this teh'meh!!" All of the mans friends were laughing and making jokes at him. His pride was too strong to have been beaten by a woman. Sawyer turned his head slowly, the shadow of his hood covering his eyes. He now looked at the oaf an his three friends. One of them was a red headed drunkard, telling the oaflike man how to sneak up on the green headed woman. Sawyer laughed. They all turned there heads his way. He gulped down his whiskey shot, and asked the kind young bartender for another. "One more and ill be out of your way." The bartender poured and slid it to Sawyer. Just before he could suck it down, the oaf interrupted.

"Oy, whitey." The drunk oaf slurred. "Did i sey' sum'thin funny?" He asked Sawyer.

Sawyer smirked at the man. "Yeah, you did." The oafs face grew red with anger. He started wobbling over to Sawyer, his hand on the hilt of his sheathed curved sword. Sawyer glanced at it very quickly, then back at the oaf. "Well, w-what was it then, lad. (Blurp) Tell meh', c'mon." He spit in Sawyers face after that burp. He let it go. Trying not to kill the man. "It ain't my business. So if I were you I'd step off friend." Sawyer said as he put the whiskey shot down. "

"No, I think'ya know-w what i is talkin' aboot'. You know of the green haired w-whore friend?" The oaf asked. "Yes, I do. But she's hardly a whore pal, sorry. Guess you're SOL."
The mans face got even more red, with rage now.

"She ain't nothin. She probably dose nothin' on this shep' anywee'." The oaf told Sawyer. Sawyer responded with, "that sword that your itchin' to threaten me with was most likely made or tampered with by her. She's built like and tank, I'd back off if I were you pal."

"Yeh must be one of'er friends then, ain't chia." The oaf slurred to Sawyer.
"We're part of the same crew, but no, I've never met he personally. Sorry bubb." He said to the drunken oaf.

"Yer' Lyin' to'meh boi'." The oaf said to Sawyer. The oaf unsheathed his sword. He ment business. So did Sawyer.

"You sure you wanna do this, bubb?" Standing up as he asked the oaf. The oafs response was a hacking of snot, preparing to spit it in Sawyers face, but Sawyer was quick to cut him off. With his left hand it took up the shot of whiskey and threw it in the oafs face. He screamed from the burning in his eyes. Sawyer then took his right hand, grabbed the head of his hair and smashed the drunken oafs face into the counter edge of the bar table. One, two, three times. Sweat trickling off Sawyers face.(God that felt good.) he thought to himself.

"Oh god, not this again!" The bartender yelped as he hid behind the bar, his eyes peering over to see what would happen next. Blood poured from the mans nose. Sawyer had smashed his face between the eyes and nose. The man was crying. Sawyer didn't care though. He needed it. The man also deserved it. Sawyer still had the mans head clutched his grip, his face still pinned to the counter top. The oafs friends ran In fear. All except one. The red head. He attempted to run up to Sawyer with one of the tall bar stools. But again, Sawyer was able to cut him off, too. He kicked the legs of the oaf out from under him, making him fall fast first in a pool of his own blood. Sawyer then smashed one of his boots in the mans face and kept it there. His reflexes were that of lightning.

Now that Sawyers hands were free, he flicked his right out. One could her a click, and the sound of a bicycle spoke, but extremely fast. A hidden palm sized musket pistol popped out of his right sleeve and fell firmly in his hand. He pulled the hammer back fast. Two shots ready.

"Back off Ginger, or you're next." Sawyer said to the drunk red head. "Take your shit bag friend here, get him patched up. You and your filthy crew get off the ship once we make port in the "Black City" or where ever it is we're going. If I see you try anything on miss green up there, or myself for that matter, ill kill you. Or I'll make damn sure one of her friends will. She's highly liked on this ship."

The man nodded. Sawyer kicked the oaf one more time. He walked back up on deck. Where else could he go? He went up, walked past everyone including Tigra and miss green and looked down on the far, far away ocean below. ( I needed that.)

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Character Portrait: The Kha'Ill Brothers Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Anne Marie Character Portrait: Markus Redsail
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Anne took a step back frowning at the two women on the ground. It wasn't as if she wasn't used to her crew mates having nightly drunken binges but this wasn't that type of ship, that kind of behavior was reserved for pirates not a legal and legitimate business ship. After the Captains announcement she turned her attention back to the two women. "Hey Siren, why don't you go take the blacksmith to sleep that off. She'll need to be ready for the job this afternoon." Without waiting for a response she moved around the girl to stand before the captain. "I have some wares and I would like to see what value they hold. I should be back before the job begins."

Before going to gather her things she looked around, there was someone she wanted to go with her as a kind of bodyguard. Not that she actually needed one but his intimidating look might help her out down in the city. Finding the darker of the brothers she made her way to him. "You brown one, where is you light colored brother? I have need of him." In a city like this taking the two eldest brothers seemed like a terrible idea. She just wanted to go and fence her goods then get back. She was not in the mood for an angry, bloody fight.

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Character Portrait: Tamantha TK Kenden Character Portrait: Sawyer Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Anne Marie Character Portrait: Markus Redsail
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The ocean was an endless blue as he looked down from the upper deck of the Phoenix. How long had it been since Sawyer had been to the "Surface"? "Three years" he thought to himself. Three years he had been looking for his father. Three years he had been following a lead on him. It lead him to The Black City. He had done jobs before and he was new to this ship called the Phoenix. He liked the crew, even though he kept to himself. No one knew what Sawyer was about to do once they made port to the Black City. He wanted to ask someone to go, but he couldn't bring himself to put someone in harms way, other than himself. He was a trained killer, an assassin. An ex-assassin.

"Hey Siren, why don't you go take the blacksmith to sleep that off. She'll need to be ready for the job this afternoon." Sawyer heard Anne suggest it to someone, he wasn't listening to hard. He turned from the railing and looked at the crew that was on deck. He walked over to them all in a casual manner. He didn't want people to notice his anger from earlier down at bar. Even though it sure felt good to put that oaf in his place.

"Hey Captain Youngster." He said to Markus. "Hope the bread was good, Tigra. And hello to everyone else." Sawyer shouted to everyone. He then turned his to Markus. No, more like looked down at Markus, seeing as how Sawyer was 6'1 in height. "What's the deal today, Boss?" Sawyer then looked at the drunk green haired girl laying on the floor. He then looked at the cap. "Is she ganna be alright?" he asked in a joking manner.

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Character Portrait: Sawyer Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Elweise Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Mellony Wyrmcrest
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AURORA HAKAI SARPHIEL

Aurora giggled as she played with Gumi's hair. She always did love the color of the women hair plus her personality made Gumilii all the more fun to mess with! Leaning down she started messing with the piercings that lined her pointed ears before stopping to hear what the Cap'n was saying. The man was about as short as she was but she had to admit that she really wanted to play with his ears above all else. She always caught herself staring at his head ever since she join the crew which wasn't very long ago. Gumi on the other had seemed like more of a noobie to her!

"Listen up! We got a big job from a rich employer starting in the afternoon! I don't want any of you slicking off today! Got it?! Good!"

A big job? Her gaze looked down to Gumi again who seemed like she was passed out. Well this wasn't good- not good at all.

"Hey Siren, why don't you go take the blacksmith to sleep that off. She'll need to be ready for the job this afternoon."

Aurora raised an eyebrow at Anne as she slowly stood from her position on Gumi's back. Siren? DInd't her crew members know better then to go around calling her by what she was? She had a name for a reason... Non-the-less she shrugged and gave Anne a fake salute and stuck her tongue out.

"Aye, aye pinky!" She said happily leaning down to pull Gumi up from her waist and throwing her over her shoulder. Alright Aurora may have been small and short but when it came to heavy lifting she had people scratching their head in confusing. But then again Gumi was pretty much made up of pure muscle but she was skinny as Hell. She could never wrap her head around the fact. Probably from swinging hammers down on pure iron and metal all day?

"Is she ganna be alright?" Aurora chuckled at Sawyers questions and nodded.

"Yea, yea she's a strong lady i'm sure she'll be fine in about an hour!" She said, patting Gumi on back as she spoke. After hauling her up she began to walk towards the bunk beds but paused as she remembered something. She looked around hurriedly and noticed Asher walking into a room. Yes!

"Asssshhherrrr!" She called out quickly going towards him, throwing a quick smile towards Elweise. "I have to go into town to grab some things for the trip! Please take care of Gum-Gum for me, ok? Thanks!" She quickly blurted out before shoving the passed out girl into Asher's arms and zooming off. How could she have forgotten?

"I'll be right back Cap'n!" She yelled out as she passed him and went off the ship.

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Everything that happened after Aurora pounced on her was a giant painful blur. She faintly heard some people speaking around her and others chatting casually. Her eyes slid shut in annoyance at all the noise since her head currently felt like a drunken man was smashing glasses upon her head while singing loudly the song of the seas. She groaned quietly and just let her head rest on the nice cool deck of the ship. Going to the bar probably wasn't the smartest idea since she had orders to finish later and weapons to make. The loud banging of her hammer and sounds of her blacksmithing wasn't something she was looking forward to. She flinched as she heard the Captains loud voice above the others voices.

"Listen up! We got a big job from a rich employer starting in the afternoon! I don't want any of you slicking off today! Got it?! Good!"

A big job, hmm? Sounded interestingly painful and boring. The jobs they've been taking weren't exactly as exciting as she wished and hoped for. She craved for a battle and hearing the satisfying cry of a man after they've admitted defeat. Gumilii wasn't going to lie, she was a bit sadistic and blood craved- especially since she flipped whenever she sees someone fighting. Her current job probably wasn't exactly safe because of this but hey it was her job and she loved it. More like a passion if anything.

"Hey Siren, why don't you go take the blacksmith to sleep that off. She'll need to be ready for the job this afternoon."

After hearing this comment, Gumi soon felt herself being hauled up onto someones back- another groan erupting from her mouth from the sudden action.

"Eyyy' a bit moor' gentl'r p-pleasee..." She said quietly as she covered her vibrent green eyes from the harsh rays of the sun that was beating down on them and rising from the east. Today was going to be a long day, she could feel it. Gumi nearly strangled the person that yelled in her ear- but settled for wincing, not knowing who was currently carrying her. THough she was sure she'd be able to label the voice if she was all there at the moment.

"Asssshhherrrr! I have to go into town to grab some things for the trip! Please take care of Gum-Gum for me, ok? Thanks!"

"W-wait what are ya'-?" She mumbled but squeaked instead as she felt herself thrust into someone else's arms. Well... they sure as hell weren't female arms. Blinking her eyes open a bit she frowned in confusion as her gaze looked up to meet Asher's. How in the deep blue sea did she end up here...?!

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Character Portrait: Tamantha TK Kenden Character Portrait: Sawyer Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Anne Marie
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Sawyer hurried down to the hull. He burst through the door to the bar area again. It felt like only 5 minutes had gone by since he was here last. He was looking for the oaf. He walked up to the bar tender, his eyes were shadowed from the hood on his head. "Hey, kid." Sawyer asked the bartender.

"Oh no! Not you again!" The bartender shouted at Sawyer. "It took me two hours to clean up that mess you left, and you didn't even pay for your drinks!" The boy "DID" seem scared when he was shouting at him. Sawyer took one big step forward, his face had an angry smirk. "B-But don't worry about it! Y-your always welcomed here, sir!" The bartender corrected himself.

Sawyer dug into his pocket. Nothing. He then remember he had a small coin purse tied to the back of his leather belt. He opened it and revealed one hunderad copper and silver coins. "This oughta cover the damage kid." He told the young bartender. The boys eyes widened. He jaw hung open, he slowly picked up one of the coins to examine, then put it back in the pile.

"Well, how many drinks can i get you sir!! Everything is on me!!!" he told Sawyer.

"I ain't got time for that kid. Thanks though. I need to know where that gang i ruffed up went after i told them to piss off." Sawyer asked.

"Well...Come to think of it. I don't really rememeber, i think that, H-hey behind you!" the doors creaked open slowly. The Oaf, the red head and the two others walked in slowly. Their expressions were not to happy.

Well, shit. Sawyer thought to himself.

"Oy there." The oaf said to Sawyer. "I thenk' weh' got'hof on the wrong foot, eh?" The oaf and the gang all drew there swords after he was done talking to Sawyer. "Truth es', I already got back at yer' green haired whore friend. I slipped the "You know what" in'er drenk." As the Oaf explained this to Sawyer, all he could think about was killing him. All five of them. And of coarse, saving the Blacksmith.

They approached him. Swords drawn, slowly walking. Sawyers expression was blank. They could not see his eyes in the shadows, and that's what he wanted. "I was getting ready to go track you down to tell you something, "Friend"" Sawyer said to the Oaf.

"Aye? What the beh, laddy?" The oaf said laughing at Sawyers face.

"To tell you and your gang to get off at Wernthall. That's where we're porting first." he told the Oaf.

"Oy'es that so, lad."

"Yeah, but I think i changed my mind."

"Es' that so." The oaf said again. Sawyer tilted his head up, revealing his eyes to everyone. He made damn sure everyone saw his face this time.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna kill you."

The oaf eyes went wide, his face red with rage. He raised his sword up in the air, preparing for a downward thrust at Sawyer, hoping to end his life. Sawyer took one side step the right. The oafs sword was now stuck in the wooded floor. "You see, that's the one thing about curved swords I don't like friend." The oaf turned his face up to Sawyer, his eye wide with fear this time. "Once there stuck in something, it takes a while to get them out." Sawyer then quickly flicked his right wrist, revealing his hidden pistol. It landed in his firmly. He rotated his body to the left, and immediately shot the man, point blank, in the head. His body went limp almost instantly and fell to the ground.

The red head screamed with rage, as his fellow gang member fell dead to the floor. He ran to Sawyer, sword in hand, ready to attack. Sawyers last shot in his pistol went through his head as well. The red head flew back and landed on the the remaining two men. The two men pushed there dead comrade off them selves.

"What's it going to be, boys." Sawyer taunted at the remaining gang members. They exchanged glances at one another and charged Sawyer, yelling, swords raised high. Sawyer flicked his left hand this time, revealing a hidden blade that was locked in place with the mechanism attached to his leather gauntlet glove. He unsheathed the dagger that was strapped to his chest.

Withen five seconds they both fell to their deaths. They attempted to charge, but Sawyer charged them as well, faster and stronger. He impaled the both with his blades, lifting them off the ground with steel in there chests. He slammed them both to the ground and watched them bleed out, slowly. (That REALLY felt good) he thought to himself once again.

"Kid, i'm sor-" Sawyer had a gun pointed at him. The bartender, though he was a kid, had enough of this. "Get out!" he said to Sawyer. "Take the bodies with you and so long as you are on the Phoenix, do not come back down here. Or i'll tell the crew what you are." Sawyer felt awful, but good also. "Listen kid, i'm sorry i'll clean this up once and fo-" He was cut off by copper and silver coins thrown at him. "Get OUT! Take your money with you." The kid said back to Sawyer. You'll be lucky if anyone up on deck and below deck didn't hear your gun go off. Everyones most likely in a scare now, cause of you. Get out."

Sawyer nodded his head, apologetically. He turned, walked back up to the hull. "He's right, everyone most likely heard that." He thought to himself, opening the hatch door to be back on deck. No one was here. They must have gone back down below deck. He threw the bodies overboard. Thankfully no one saw. He then remembered something. "Oh no." Sawyer said aloud. "That poor drunk girl was poisoned." His mind was in the gutter. He let anger and hate get to him to much this time. He didn't even pay attention to the oaf when he said, "You know What."

He ran back down stairs to look for the green haired girl, or Aurora, or anyone for that matter.