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Cpt. Caintry Osborne

"One day we will all die, but I will die fighting tooth and nail."

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a character in “The Phoenix {reboot}”, as played by Words of Oz

Description

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Caintry Osborne
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Captain
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Personal Information
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Full Name
Caintry Umderin Osborne

Description
Being the captain of the Phoenix for over twenty years, he knows his way around the ship as well as around the skies, and he has seen crew members come and go, and die. The highly intelligent and charismatic leader of the vessel will no doubt get everyone in danger and find their way out, but he is no tyrant and loves the opinion of his lessers, although he will not always listen to them. He is hopeful for his latest batch of friends, but hope will not save them from the trouble he will lead them into to.

Age:
264 (26)

Gender:
Male

Race/Main:
Human

Race/Sub:
Denaucman

Honorifics|Titles|Nicknames
Title- Captain
Honorifics- Cpt.

Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual

Birthplace:
The Island of Denauc

Marking|Tattoos|Piercings:
Several sailor tattoos littered all over his body

Height:
6'4"

Weight
200lb

Physical Condition:
In a youthful and spriteful strength, although his size helps his power, but he is sleek looking.

Former Residence
The Library of Denauc

Family/Relatives:
None that he knows of

Friends/Comrades:
None yet

Enemies
None yet

Rivals
None yet

Organizations/Tribes/Clans:
A former Denaucman Druid

Former Affiliations:
The Library

Disabilities:
He is rather rash and his love for adventure tends to put him in prickly situations.

Personality:
He is a lovely and merry man that enjoys having a laugh with his crew, but at times he recluses and grows pensive remembering his long life. He can tend to be a smart-ass, but besides that you really could not help but to love him.

Likes:
Philosophy, poetry, and adventure

Dislikes:
Authority, pious people, and drunks

Psychological Condition:
Although some people think him insane, he is perfectly sound of mind. Okay, not perfect.

Alignment:
Chaotic Good



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Equipment
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:Attire:
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:Protection:
No real protection besides his quick wit.

:Weapon(s):
A lucky saber he has named "His Pen", and a flintlock pistol.

:Accessories/Misc:
A druid medallion from Denauc.
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|Abilities|Traits|Racial|
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Skills: Caintry is a master tactician of sort, always thinking of ingenious ways to have an adventure and how not to get himself killed while on an adventure, and he also uses his keen mind to write, play mind games, and participate in deep thought. The only other skill he really possess is his decent aim with his pistol, and while he can grasp basic engineering, he would pull out his saber, in which he is only decent at also.

Abilities: The Druids of Denauc have a certain connection with nature, and he was one for centuries. He was on his way to mastering his training when wander lust finally got the better of him and left, but he obtained some very useful skills. In his training, he got highly attached to the element of sir, and so he can control it in many ways, such as calling upon wind to masterfully steer the ship. Other uses for this ability are to put his opponent off his feet in a fight, but his powers, besides that, are practically harmless.

Race: The Denaucmen come from a rather large sky-island, some consider a small sky-continent but it is too small, named Denauc, and these people are known for many things. First is their age, in which they live up to one-thousand (10 years is one human year) years old, and they spend most of this time learning. Because of that, they are the the most technologically advanced people, leading the world in guns and chemistry as well as writing and philosophy; so much so that their capital is named the Library, the entire city being dedicated to research and the furtherment of technology. The final thing they are known for is their Druids, an organization that obtains powers by connecting to nature and dedicates their entire lives to knowing more, and this is what Caintry was for centuries before departing.

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Current History
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After losing his last crew, Caintry has spent years obtaining the best people for the job, and so here you are.

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Past History
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Ever since Caintry was born, he has always been a trouble maker, and this has always been fun for him. Knowing that he was intelligent in the middle of a genius society gave way to his fantastic ego that he flaunts, and this always made him a good leader. So, knowing that people will follow him, he set out to be the best leader ever, going on binges of strategy books and tactician reports, and in his spare time he formulated grand and genius pranks to mess with his officials. It was clear to everyone that when he came to age, Caintry would travel to the capital, the Library, and train to be a Druid, and he even excelled at this, surprising everyone at his aptitude for it. However, permanent school, no matter how good he was at it, did not appeal to him, so one day he just set off from the island, signing on as a First Mate for a mercenary vessel. For years he worked on the ship, serving tirelessly until the ship was destroyed, sending Caintry falling off; Caintry barely floated himself to a nearby island with his control over wind before passing out from his wounds. Although he almost died, Caintry did not tire from adventure, quickly "commandeering" (he stole it) a vessel which he named the Phoenix, Back from the ashes. , and he quickly signed on a crew to do any job to not limit his adventure. As the fame of the ship grew, the members of the crew died off, but now he is on the third crew, the best he has ever had, and he is ready to take on the world. Undoubtedly, the world will try its best to finish him off.

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So begins...

Cpt. Caintry Osborne's Story

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Somewhere in the skies...

A cool morning rested on the sky, with rolling clouds not but teen feet below the Phoenix, gleaming in the early sun, as far as the eye could see, radiating gold with beauty and power that captivated even the thickest of skulls, and the world laid so calm as time seemed to sleep, leaving only peace behind in its tranquil absence. The sun barely rose out from the horizon, creeping lazily up into the heavens with about as much eagerness as anyone in a coma, and all of this was accompanied by a light breeze, just brisk enough to make the waking process quicker but sweet enough to pass through the lungs clearly and painlessly, rejuvinating the soul from its slumber with each breathe. Drifting through the drowsy world without a sound, seemingly if not to disturb the stillness save for its slight hum of the engines, was the Phoenix in all its glory, beautiful more so by its imperfection spread through its small and worn body than its perfection, and the sails fluttered in harmony with the imperfect perfection that was the ship itself. A thin mist was resting among the deck of the boat, lounging about to see the notorious yet gorgeous airship, as some of it poured off like a slow moving waterfall, but there always seemed to be more situating itself comfortably with the Phoenix like old friends.

The crew finds itself tired of this sky, however, and feel as if they have been at sea for too long, so a quick decesion must be made. The only option for any land time to resupply lies to the three close sister-islands of Paradiso, Parada, and Perodo.

Paradiso is the most well known, or rather infamous, of the three, being medium sized, and this is because of its connection to smuggling, pirates, and Opate trafficking (Opate is a drug common in the lower reaches of civilization, just like opium), and this causes it to be dangerous constantly with pirate-lords, drug bosses, and gang leaders trying to take control of the island. Parada is an uncharted and unknown island not but ten miles off the coast of Paradiso, but it is massive and thought to be uninhabited. Perodo is a quaint and small island twenty miles from either of the two island with a Avanessee (a colonial empire lead by a peaceful race of subhumans) colony on it named Canness, but in last few months it has been completely unheard from, causing suspicion of an attack by Paradiso but no records prove.

So it must be. So they must decide...

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Character Portrait: Varsh Terask Character Portrait: Chiru Character Portrait: Aurea Lark Character Portrait: Cpt. Caintry Osborne Character Portrait: Blue Character Portrait: Elweise Character Portrait: Selitos Kammar Character Portrait: Alexandria Ren Remiticion Character Portrait: Sebastian Cromwell Character Portrait: Rel'Kaz Del Va Hiim
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Rel'Kaz Del Va Hiim

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Rel'Kaz sat in front of his workbench, the materials that made up his bullets in separate piles on the table, as well as his molds for his shot on it as well. He also had different bullets in different piles, sorted into the uses they had. One pile had a black stripe going down the middle of the casing, these were the ones he used normally and were the largest of the three piles. The next had an orange stripe going down the middle of the casing, these had a different shot shape, more conical and it had a curved tip. It also had a larger powder charge packed into the same sized casing, propelling the shot at faster speeds and the shape of the shot let it pierce armor better. This pile was the second largest. The next pile was the smallest and also had a peculiar shot shape. It had more of a pyramid shape, with sharp edges and a pointed tip. It had an even larger powder charge, very close to the point that if any more was put in, the rifle's barrel would be unable to hold the pressure. The casing holding all of these components was painted with a red stripe.

He looked over the table, and his dwindling supplies. He hadn't gone ashore in weeks, and he was running low. Even if he had begged Sebastian, which he wouldn't, he wouldn't have gotten more out of him. He sighed as he took up one of the black striped casings and started assembling it. First he put the rounded ball of lead into the insert where it fitted nicely. It wouldn't fall out but it would come out when it was fired. Then he flipped it upside down and poured in the powder from the small pouch he had until he put in the right amount. Then he wrapped a small piece of paper over the open end to make sure that the powder wouldn't fall out. The paper was the most expensive part of the lot. It was strong enough to stay on the casing but flammable enough to burn quickly and with a fairly large flame for its size. This would ignite the powder in the casing and propel the shot at whatever he was aiming at. He assembled five more and then stopped. He still wanted to have some left for his pistols, which did not operate like his rifle. He put some of the cartridges into a small leather pouch that he used to carry his ammunition around in. He counted in total that he had put in thirty black stripe cartridges, fifteen orange stripe and eight red stripe. The rest he put into a wooden chest that he kept under his bed, all in all he had another sixty black stripe, thirty orange stripe and fifteen more red stripe. He put the rest of the remaining supplies into a box that was built into his table, keeping some of the powder into a small horn to pour out from and some of the shot in a small pouch.

Rel'Kaz left the pouches and the horn on the table to bring with him if he went out later. Then he went over to his bed and lay down on it. He'd catch some sleep before he had to go on deck again.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Varsh Terask Character Portrait: Chiru Character Portrait: Aurea Lark Character Portrait: Cpt. Caintry Osborne Character Portrait: Blue Character Portrait: Elweise Character Portrait: Selitos Kammar Character Portrait: Alexandria Ren Remiticion Character Portrait: Sebastian Cromwell Character Portrait: Rel'Kaz Del Va Hiim
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The room that doubled as the captain's room and office was a mess, and was also always dark. The only light in it was a single lap that sat on the great oak desk which grandly stood in front of a window that covered the entire back wall, supposed to be showing the beautiful sky as far the eye could see but instead was covered with makeshift drapes, and upon this desk was stacks of paper built high scattered everywhere, even some on the floor, and the only other furniture of note was the chest in the corner that had clothes pouring out of it, a throne of a chair that sat behind the desk with a child's chair stolen from a nursery in front, and a simple cot bed that was concealed by a wall that was simply more makeshift drapes. The single tiny flame flickered, manifesting yellow lines dancing across the walls and floor, causing shadows to avoid the light, moving where it is not in a very fast and endless chase.

Caintry sat in the large chair with his face down on the desk, half covered by paper, sleeping peacefully, but as soon as the sun found its way into one of his eyes, snaking through the many holes and sending powerful pillars of light even overtaking the flame's, he slowly rose and opened his eyes, a piece of paper still sticking to his face. With a yawn, he took the paper off his face, and he blinked several times so that he may begin to read, and when he finally could see without blur, he brought the paper in front of him.

Notice: Highly Wanted

Caintry Osborne of Denauc

Attention to all true man of Zentril with any zeal, among the many wanted posters we have posted concerning the crew of the ship,
The Drunken Waitress, this man should be caught first. His crimes include:

~ Burglary
~ Murder of a Guardsman
~ Exploding a Tavern
~ Bedding the High Dutch's Wife
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Caintry threw the poster back down unto the desk and stretched, thinking of the past ship where he was a mere cabin-boy with nostalgia, and he strained his memory thinking of exactly how long since that had been. He decided since burglary was on there, it must of been his third time to Zentril, placing about fifty or so years ago, yet it strangely seemed like a more foreign time now for all the events that had happened after that. Between watching his entire crew die including watching his old captain, a burly and cruel man, burn until black, and commandeering his own ship, although some ignorants would call it a steal, much has changed since he visited Zentril, and he decided that it was good. Finally, fully awake with the past fresh on his mind, he fought through the piles of paper for a good three minutes, shuffling very loudly through parchments. Ah ha! Here we are. He pulled out a map of what seemed to be the region he was in and he saw in the corner what looked like three blotches of spilled whine. Was it? No, they were exactly what he was looking for, and he knew that these were his only options. Since they were a small ship, he would have to island hop frequently, lacking the materials for long sky-hauls, and as of now he was pushing his luck being airborne this long as it is. So, now seeing that he had three options on where to go, he weighed them, but eventually he ended that he should bring this up to the crew. Sitting back down into the chair while studying the map in deep thought, he pulled on the string that would ring a bell in the cabin girl's room, signaling her that he required her.

Thinking of the day to come, he waited...

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Character Portrait: Varsh Terask Character Portrait: Chiru Character Portrait: Aurea Lark Character Portrait: Cpt. Caintry Osborne Character Portrait: Blue Character Portrait: Elweise Character Portrait: Selitos Kammar Character Portrait: Alexandria Ren Remiticion Character Portrait: Sebastian Cromwell Character Portrait: Rel'Kaz Del Va Hiim
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Alexandria Ren Remiticion



Alex sighed in frustration going over the cooking supplies they had. They were, at this time and to put it lightly, low. She didn't dare ask Sebby for more. Well his real name was Sebastion, but that was too long of a name to say fully unless she was angry with him. Anyway she wasn't going to ask him because she knew better and had gotten all she could until they docked. With another sigh she looked at the requests by the crew. They all wanted a different meals and she couldn't make any of them. And what's worse is she knew that even when they ate, their stomachs were still grumbling and they didn't have their full strength.

Getting angry her ears and tail ticking in frustration she kicked over an empty bucket. "I need more supplies goddamnit!" Throwing her list away, she stormed out of the kitchen and to the deck above. The glaring sun didn't help her mood any as she stormed towards the Captains cabin. "Stupid goddamned bright as ball of sun, I'd skewer ye if I could." she shouted up at it then continued on her way. Unless one was new, she knew none of the crew would pay her no mind, they were used to her by now.

She bursted into the Captains office and slammed her hands onto the desk. "I need more supplies Cainy! and unless you want a grumpy no good fer even swapping the deck crew, YOU need to get us docked to get them! And if one more of these good for nothin sissys complain one more time bout them not gettin enough food, I'll zap em myself! This is RIDICULOUS! Why we haven't docked yet I have no clue! Yer laking in your duties, lacky Mc lackerson!!!" she yelled at him going on her tirade of rants, yet again. Her ears were flat and tail flicking back and forth in iritation. Her golden eyes glaring at him.

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Aurea

Wind whipped around Aurea as she hung from the bowsprit of the ship, body upside down as she looked to the endless sky all around The Phoenix. Wood and metal gleamed behind her, the contoured form of the ship cutting swiftly through air towards whatever destination they were going to. Her hood and hair streamed backwards, strands whipping as they were tugged and released. Thrumming from the engines reverberated through her, a calming sensation. Closing her eyes slowly, Aurea simply rested, relieving herself of the stress and boredom that came from constant flying without any form of action or interesting event. With nothing else to do, she thought back to the day she had joined the crew of The Phoenix.

The job was simple enough: get into this house, plant this item here and take that one there, get out. Something she had done dozens of times before in a seamless fashion. Nobody should have even suspected her. Tales of her escapades usually took time to get out as it would embarrass the target's greatly. Not a soul knew it was here either unless they hired her. She didn't like to leave witnesses, no matter how 'innocent' they may be. The heist itself remained rather trivial, presenting no difficulty to one such as her. Returning to the house of the family who had hired her, she found, much to her chagrin and panic, almost the entirety of the city's police force gathered. Fleeing through the alleyways, roof-tops, and crowded streets, Aurea eventually found herself near the docks of the city. Having escaped for the moment she knew it was but a matter of time before the police cornered her. No one could have known she was here. She left no trace when she left a city, disappearing into the night without a foot-print to mark her. Someone had obviously been tracking her for some time. Her family? Perhaps.

Finding a poster requesting crew members for a ship- The Phoenix- she hastily signed up, eager to be underway. And that was how she ended up here, dangling over a bottomless drop with only her legs to support her on a smooth piece of wood. Wonderful. Swinging upwards, Aurea grasped the bowsprit and swung her legs around, turning to face the ship once again. Adroitly making her way to the deck of the ship, she dropped next to her Aether rifle which rested against the hull. A most wonderful weapon that her family had possessed. Deducing the means of manufacturing the aether for powering the weapon had taken years but she knew it by heart now. All she needed was more ingredients. Looking up as footsteps sounded heavily on the deck, Aurea saw Alexandria storm into Captain Osborne's cabin. A most interesting former-pirate, Alex. Restoring her hood to its place over her head she returned to her cabin and shut the door.

Sparsely furnished, the only piece inside were a small table, a closet, and the bed plus a small chest under the bed. All she needed to survive. Returning the rifle to its place inside the closet, she checked under her pillow to make sure the pistol remained there. It did. Good. Stepping outside once again with the small weapon tucked into the folds of her voluminous cloak, she began to prowl the ship, boredom driving her to activity.

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Character Portrait: Chiru Character Portrait: Aurea Lark Character Portrait: Cpt. Caintry Osborne Character Portrait: Blue Character Portrait: Elweise Character Portrait: Selitos Kammar Character Portrait: Alexandria Ren Remiticion Character Portrait: Sebastian Cromwell Character Portrait: Rel'Kaz Del Va Hiim Character Portrait: Markel Vraas
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Sitting below deck in the small room Caintry had provided for him, Markel sat peacefully, his tail swishing lost in thought. Next to the barrel he was currently using as a chair was a bell that linked to the Captains cabin. Markel was having a lovely daydream about when he'd become captain. . .

Winds rushed about wildly, Captain Vraas cloak flowing behind him in the wind, the stiff fabric crackling softly. To his left was his beautiful lover, long golden hair and bright blue eyes. Ah yes, Cpt. Vraas was truly a sight to behold. A man among cats, er, men. Before him was the open blue, freedom incarnate. Taking a deep breath in Vraas turned around to face his crew, a hundred strong! All of them answered to him and him alone. Then a noise from the starboard side, someone was attacking! Markel rushed over, his long legs allowing him to take wide strides, he looked about with his large eyes, there. Pirates were attacking!

"Prepare the canons to fire!" Markel called over his shoulder to his first mate who snapped off a salute before running purposefully to load the canons Markel turned to face his crew.

"Men, we shan't allow this to continue! We shall fight! Nay, we shall win!" A roar from his crew shot up as he turned grinning, showing off the scar he got fighting off a sea-dragon. His lover, a human known as Ginger, walked over to him.

"Oh Mark, you're so rugged." The curvy woman leaned up a bit and was about to kiss him when. . .


RING RING RING

Markel shook his head violently with a yelp, he fell off the barrel with his lips pursed. Damn. . . Captain Caintry needed him. Sliding on his trousers and cloak, which he doesn't really even need, Markel rushed up towards the Captains cabin. The whole way he was just thinking of that woman, and how all of this would be worth it when he was captain. The world would be better. Ah, but for now he needed to impress his shipmates with his awesome skill!

Throwing open the door to Caintry's cabin Markel snapped off a sloppy salute before noting that Alex was there yelling. Dammit again. Markel's ears laid all the way back and his fur bristled. Did she have to be so loud? Walking around the angry woman Markel poised himself at his captain's side.

"You called sir?" Markel asked, his bright eyes gleaming as he looked to the man before him.

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Character Portrait: Varsh Terask Character Portrait: Chiru Character Portrait: Aurea Lark Character Portrait: Cpt. Caintry Osborne Character Portrait: Blue Character Portrait: Elweise Character Portrait: Selitos Kammar Character Portrait: Alexandria Ren Remiticion Character Portrait: Sebastian Cromwell Character Portrait: Rel'Kaz Del Va Hiim Character Portrait: Markel Vraas
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Boredom. No other word could describe the feeling the held Varsh in its iron grip. He was sitting on his hammock, cleaning his mighty blade for the umpteenth time, running a bit of rag down the steel over and over. With a growl of frustration he set the sword aside and began going through the Tes'Ar, a series of movements that Hashari warriors perform to prepare their muscles for action. He planted his feet shoulder width apart, and stretched, hands touching the ceiling of the small cabin he called home. Then, he moved into fluid motion. Rapidly going through a series of movements, mimicking the actions of war. At the end of it he leaped forward, slamming his bulk onto the floor and letting out a mighty bellow. He was lightly sweating as he sat down once more, and then sighing. How he longed for something to test his strength against! Then, he remembered the bottle of ale that he had kept in his chest. Here was something to test his strength against! A hard liquor said to defeat even the strongest of men with a few swallows. Eagerly pulling the chest into his lap, he pulled out the bottle, tearing the cork out with his teeth, and beginning to drink. After a few chugs, he was feeling rather boisterous. Thus, he decided to sing.

"Vish, so rask. Ha! So vir! Ha!
Torosk so! Ha! Me so! Ha!
Tulero da! Ha! Te do! Ha!
Amras ba! Ha! Qir lo! Ha!"


With each "Ha!" he would stomp his foot, his basso voice rumbling out in a tidal wave of sound that permeated the ship.

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The supply room reeked of burning metal and rotting food. With the low supplies the Sebastian had to make due on some of the items. Scrap metal from junk was being melted using a slow burner he had made, filling the air with rustic odors, to form into bullets. Current virgin stock was only about fifty bullets, which spread between the entire crew, was nothing. He counted up the amount of recycled bullets he had made. Ten. There was enough gunpowder that he made the previous day to make another twenty. He put five cartridges, thirteen steel balls, and a small amount of gunpowder into a sack.

He turned his attention to the food being churned on the next table. He had been converting the kitchen scraps into a biofuel for several weeks, filling the air with a foul smell. It would be worth it to have extra fuel to keep both the ship and the Quartermaster running. Only a few more days until the barrel was finished. Lastly he turned to the food rations.

They were meager at best. There were several sacks of flour and salt, but little on terms of meat. A dozen potatoes, nine onions, one bulb of garlic, and four apples. Sebastian made sure that the supply room always had a few caged animals that could be slaughtered in emergencies. Once the crew stops getting a full meal, they start to question how much is actually available, once they find out the actual amount, problems start. He picked up a knife and looked the last swine in the cage.

After the squealing from the slaughter, Sebastian stuffed the pork into a sack along with half of the potatoes and all of the onions, apples, and garlic. He tossed a vile of olive oil and some rosemary too. That would be enough to satisfy the crew. He walked through the ship with the two sacks on his back. He stopped by the kitchen only to find that Alexandria wasn't there. So he left the sack in the kitchen and continued to the gunners quarters.

He came to the room that Rel'Kaz was in, knocked, and entered. The man was on the reloading bench. Smart. Sebastian set the sack of ammunition on the table. "Use it wisely." He nodded the the gunner. He left the room to find the captain.

When he got to the captains quarters, he found Alexandria in front of Caintry. No doubt about food rations getting low. He coughed a bit to make his presence known. "Captain, I need to talk to you about supplies. Alex..." He turned to the cook. "I've left some pork along with other things in the kitchen for you."

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Despite the lack of food and the lack of activity around the ship, the young samurai was fine. It was not the first time he had to go without, rations varied during war an he kept himself busy by practicing various drills with his Katana and hand to hand, meditating at the bow or the stern, painting, and reciting poems as well as writing new ones. However on this specific day the smile on his face was a fake. He skipped his drills and asked to not be disturbed unless it were necessary. The hair pin, his most prized and well guarded possession, that he kept tied to the guard of his Katana, lay in front of him. He sat down on his legs in utter silence, his mind recalling what had occurred so many years ago. In this silence he recited a poem he had memorized for just this occassion.

"Every Maple weeps
when tapped with loss of its own.
Even tall, stro__".

His concentration was thrown off by the noise coming from the Captain's cabin. He recognized the voice, he collected his things and stood up. He held the hair pin in his hands, grasping the memory of the one he had lost before tying it to his gaurd, noticing a few others enter the Captain's Quarters. It would appear that there was work to be done after all. He took short steps to the Captain's door, taking his time so he may collect himself and not show the sadness in his heart. Upon arrival, he put on a kind face and a small gentle smile, then knocked three times and then hesitated for a moment or two before opening the door just enough for his head to go through.

"Forgive my intrusion, I heard some shouting... ?".

He paused suddenl and examined all those present before completely entering the room. Markel and Alexandria, had always peeked his attention. Back in Hapon, cats could not stand up right like people could and no one had the ears of a cat unless it were some extravagant custom or attire meant for a play or some other festivity (or activity...). The Quarter Master, Sebastian was also present and of course the Captain who was at his desk.

"Oh my, I am not interrupting anything am I?". The sincerity in his voice seemed so genuine, the instructors his father had tutor him as a small child had thought him well. There were two windows into the mind and the heart, one's face and one's voice. He projected a false image of himself with great success.

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Elweise spends most of her time in her small quarters with her potions and herbs; which she insists on keeping with her and not in the normal supply closet. She only leaves the room to do her duties as bartender (usually later in the day), of if they are heading out. She insists on not being bothered unless an emergency arises and her assistance is needed. But today was a rare day, Elweise has made her way out of her room earlier than usual, and without being requested to. Elly is dressed as elegant as ever, in her frilly dress, little capelet, and pointy hat, decorated with bows. Unlike some of the other members of the Phoenix, Elweise always looks so clean and smelled nice. How she managed to look so nice all the time while working on a ship is a mystery to everyone but Elweise. It probably has something to do with magic.

Elly made her way though the ship and towards the captain's cabin. The lack of supplies was effecting her as well, and she very much wanted to go out and collect herbs and ingredients for potions. When Elly gets close to the captain's cabin she hears shouting coming from inside. Deciding that going to see the captain was not the best idea right now. So she hangs out outside on the deck, waiting for the captain's cabin to clear so that she can go in. She can hear the burly man, Varsh, singing from where ever he his, brought chills down her spine... 'disgusting'. She looks down the dock at the clouds blow, wondering when they are ever going to land.

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Caintry was thinking on what island he would be most likely to choose and waiting patiently for his little friend to come to his biffing when, rather rudely, Alexandria barged in to his cabin with a looked that readily helped him predict the rant coming, and he sighed as he prepared himself for the girl's latest complaint. Thinking on the first time he met her, he often forced himself to forgive her insubordination, seeing as a pirates do not demand the most discipline, but the outbursts that near challenged him could not be stood for. However, he could not help but to get attached to the small things that they do, just like the rest of the crew, and thinking on all the times he has gotten attached suddenly brought him into a pensive mood, remembering all the crew he has lost over the years, but he was soon snapped back into reality by the banging of a fortissimo voice on his barely awake head.

"I need more supplies Cainy! and unless you want a grumpy no good fer even swapping the deck crew, YOU need to get us docked to get them! And if one more of these good for nothin sissys complain one more time bout them not gettin enough food, I'll zap em myself! This is RIDICULOUS! Why we haven't docked yet I have no clue! Yer laking in your duties, lacky Mc lackerson!!!" Caintry winced as she spoke in a tone entirely to hostile and far too informal to be talking to a superior, but what he found the worst in all of that sentence was the nickname that she had placed for him, Cainy.

Just as he was about to speak sense into the former pirate, his door creaked open once more, but this time the intruder was entirely welcome. Markel, being carried by the padding of his small feline feet, walked in the room for being summoned, and Caintry could not help but gleam smile at the young Khajiit. Denacmen live a very long time, but not forever. So, he would need a successor to his throne as captain when he decided to retire, no doubt he could choose to out-live the boy if need be, and he could not of hoped for a better piece of clay to happen upon, to mold into what he would want out of him. Sure, there were more serious, less idealistic, and just smarter choices, but Caintry saw the fire that burns for wander-lust and adventure in young Markel's heart that he had in his heart as a boy and still now, upholding the Phoenix's reputation of finding twice as more trouble than gold and liking it that way. Although he had many years to go, Markel would make a fine Captain one day, and Caintry thought to give him another lesson, how to assert authority.

"You called sir?" Markel asked, his bright eyes gleaming as he looked to the man before him. Good lad, thought Caintry.

However, just as he was going to try a second time to talk to Alexandria, his door opened a third, and Sebastian strolled in rather official. He looked upon the man, or automaton he guessed, with pride on the old friend that assisted him in making his dream of captain come true, but to Caintry, he could still claim senior. For all he knew, Sebastian could have been older, but he is technically dead so Caintry has been alive longer, thus his loop-hole.

"Captain, I need to talk to you about supplies. Alex..." He turned to the cook. "I've left some pork along with other things in the kitchen for you." Good, now she can leave to let the headache heal, but first to make an example. Only half the ship is here! He politely gave him a genteel smile, but he was already well aware of the supply problem. Out of the keenness of his ear, Caintry thought he heard Varsh in drunken dance, but he waved it off by determining no one is brain dead enough to be drunk so early.

Then, now unexpectedly so, another soul found its way into the Captain's cabin, but at least it was another official he actually needed to see, his first mate Mitsuhide, who seemed to be as jolly as ever. It did not take Caintry long to deduce that was a false front, for if everyone else was so agitated, it too odd for him to be merry, but Caintry would have to bring it up later. He would need the reliance that he put on Mitsuhide for only until the ship reached shore, Caintry depending on the rock that he has always trusted, and it actually heavily distressed Caintry to learn of something wearing on the man.

"Forgive my intrusion, I heard some shouting... ?". Mitsuhide began, but scanning the room seemed to want to retract his statement.

"Oh my, I am not interrupting anything am I?" He said with genuine concern. Nothing really important.

Caintry paused for a moment, expecting another entrance, but after a few moments he deemed it safe to continue. Holding up a finger to everyone but Alexandria, signifying to wait, he he pulled out his pistol. Dramatically and histrionically, he made a great deal of checking his gun, inspecting the down the barrel, and the sarcastically pointed it at Alexandria, a stern face that he wore as a mask. Caintry spoke with power and authority, but also with light humor.

"While we may be running out of food, I seem to have plenty of bullets, so I would watch your tone with your captain. First of all, my name is not Cainy, it is captain, or Mr.Captain, or God of the Skies for all I care. Not. Cainy. And second, insubordination can get you the plank, and most say Hell is the only thing beneath those clouds. Finally, while I will not be making you take the long jump for your out-burst, your welcome, I will be stripping your right of say in the upcoming vote. You are dismissed." With that, he waved her away.

Now, turning towards Markel, he spoke soft and fatherly, yet with a firmness that showed some strength. "Markel, go fetch Blue; I have many things to discuss with her."

Then he turned to Sebastian, knowing the turmoil of the ship's supplies ,and replied, "Thank you Sebastian, I am informed. If you would be so kind as to wait on the deck; I am going to be making an announcement."

And finally, he turned to Mitsuhide, speaking as gently as possible in fear of him being fragile, but that was somewhat of an awkward thought for Caintry. "Mitsuhide, assemble the rest of the crew to the deck as well, Alexandria may be present but I need to speak to Blue first. I would much appreciate it."

With that, he sat back down. It is going to be one hell of a morning.

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"hmmph" was Alex's only response to the Capt.'s display of authority, She hadn't expected everyone to show up, and hear her shouting. Looking around her eyes rested on Sebastian.

"Thanks Sebby, I'll get to work prepping it right away." as she stalked out of the the Captains quarters she patted the top of Markel's head and leaned in to whisper to him. "You got a good teacher there lad, learn well from him" she said and smiled at him.

Once she was back on the deck and out of earshot she burst into laughter. "Oh Cany, good show good show!." she whispered to herself. I have to apologize to him now, no one was supposed to show up. she thought to herself.

Walking into the kitchen she went through the supplies in the bag Sebby gave her. "Oooh A little spice!" she shouted happily. She sat down and snapped her fingers watching as everything was removed from the bag and being prepped. "Ah the joys of magic!" She then propped her feet up and began singing a soft tune smiling all the while. She poked her stomach, she didn't even feel the hunger anymore. She figured so everyone could have a little more she would share her portion with everyone. She had been doing it for the past 4 days but she wouldn't tell anyone that. She loved her crew and was willing to sacrifice her happiness for theirs.

She flicked her ears, waiting for when everyone was out of the Capt.s cabin. She wanted to apologize but she didn't want anyone there when she did so. Seeing as everything was prepped she decided to make it into three meals instead of one, so as the crew had food throughout the day instead of one meal. As she cooked she thought, about her past and how far she had come. "At least from that experience I know how to take a little and make a lot.

Once the first meal was done, though she used her magic to get it done fast, she divided it out and put the bowls on the platter. She first went to the door to the engine room and placed the bowl on the shelf she had installed for Amelia and picked up her communication horn, "Am Am,your food is out here" she then went to Blue's room to discover that Selitos was there to. "Well here you guys go, pork stew. Odd to see you here Seli." whistling she place their bowls on a shelf that wasn't covered in maps and continued on. Opening Varsh's room she wrinkled her nose "If I didn't know any better I would say you were a Pirate drinking this early!" then she placed his food on his small desk. The last person she visited below deck was Rela Kaz. "Here Kazie! your portion." she said and whisked to the top deck, she had seen Elwise waiting and Aurea pacing, "Here guys meal in done." Then she sighed and entered the Capt.s cabin once more. "Here ya go Sebby, Mitsie, young Markie, and Capt." she set his bowl on his desk. Tucking the now empty platter under her arm she smiled. "Breakfast is served, enjoy." she went back to her room to lay down.

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Markel watched angrily as Alex twitched, other cats around him being angry made him bristle out of instinct more than out of choice. Then people stumbled in one by one. . .The Captain began addressing them. . . He mentioned something about only Hell beneath those clouds. Then he wondered maybe there were cloud-maidens! Lusty elementals. . .

Cpt. Vraas stood on the plank of the enemy ship, his lover Ginger had been slain. Overall it had been a shitastic day for Markel. A voice called out to him.

"I hope ye can fly kitty."

Then a strong force shoved from behind Markel shoving him into the blueness of the sky. Falling crazily without a struggle down through the skies. Clouds around him seemed to move. Faces in the clouds formed, lovely maids made from pure cloud. They wrapped their slender arms around his furry neck and floated him up into a cloud-haven full of maidens. All of them were swaddling him close to their bosom, making him feel warm even though they are only made of cloud.

"So. . . Brave. . . "

The maids whispered softly in his sensitive ears. Causing him to fidget. He was about to kiss one of them when . . .


"Markel, go fetch Blue; I have many things to discuss with her."

Cpt. Caintry's voice spoke to him, then Alex patted his head causing him to tense up, she was pretty and she was close to being like him. if only she wasn't loud. With a curt nod and grabbing up the bowl of food Alex made Markel rushed out of there and up to the navigation room. Once inside the navigation room he noted Selitos was in there. Miss Blue was so very beautiful . . . Shaking his head he saluted and spoke in his lighter voice.

"Cap'n wishes you to go an' see 'em in his quarters Madam."

Markel tried to speak properly but whenever he got nervous his English worsened by a lot. She made him quite flustered, even though he knew he had no chance in Hell with a woman like her, he still found her so lovely. . . He found himself in a daze looking at her, it probably showed. Then he snapped out of it and waited for her answer. Looking down at the paws that he used as feet.

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Varsh's drunken revelry ended with the entering of the cook with a bowl of food whose scent triggered a ravenous hunger that had been hiding. At the end of Alexandria's comment he responded with "Nothing else to do on this ship. Might as well drink to pass time." His words were slurred, and he tottered over to the desk, slamming his bulk into the seat and quickly snatching up the bowl, devouring the food within a matter of a minute or three. Then, he decided to leave his cabin to get some air. Moving onto the deck, he quickly breathed in a few breaths of the clean fresh air of the open sky. The drunken haze with which he viewed everything faded somewhat, and he decided to visit the captain to see about when they were going to get to kill something.

He knocked on the door frame (Missing the door) and then moved in. Varsh made it to the captain's desk and said "Captain. When we going to fight something? My blade thirsts for blood! I need battle! This endless sailing grows dull fast!" As he spoke, a huge waft of alcohol stained breath hit the captain directly in the face..

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"So what's all that about then?"
Blue looked up to meet the face of Selitos, the Ship’s Silver Tongue. Not only was he a smooth talker and quite charming, the man’s face was above average and Blue could’ve sworn it was one of the other reasons as to why he was so excellent at his job.
"Apple?"

She stared at the red apple for a bit, obviously not seeing how he had pulled it out of his shirt and while she tried to prevent her face from showing any type of awe, Blue knew that since it was Selitos, he’d be able to tell that she was in wonder. Blue took the apple, taking a bite of the fruit before re-reading the sentence she had been on when he arrived. “If I am not mistaken, I believe that the ship’s kitten has become temperamental, although it seems to be resolved by now.” She said, referring to the silence that had now embraced the ship once more.

“This apple is pretty tasty. Did you ‘commandeer’ it from the kitchen?" She looked over at Selitos and smiled at him with her crooked smile as she finished checking her work. It didn’t take long before someone else popped in- the voice of the hissing cat, Alex, who was now in a chipper mood and was handing out bowls of stew. Blue was quite happy that Alex was in a better mood; no one wanted to travel with a sourpuss, especially one like Alex (although she was quite enjoyable when in a positive mood).
"Well here you guys go, pork stew. Odd to see you here Seli.”

Blue took the bowl of stew and thanked Alex. In all honestly, Blue didn’t have the stomach for stew this morning and knew that the apple would suffice. Blue turned towards Selitos and handed her bowl to him. “As repayment for the apple, kind sir.” She joked, giving him another crooked smile before taking an additional bite of her apple and then setting it down on the desk. She continued to shuffle through her papers, keeping the planned routes propped underneath her arm before she stopped and looked at Selitos, opening her mouth as if she was going to say something but before she could, Markel walked into her room and causing Blue to forget whatever it was she wanted to say.

While Blue thought of Markel being quite odd as he seemed a bit lost at words whenever she was around him, she always seemed to treat him with gentle care. Blue chalked it up to him being a child, but Blue knew very well within her that it was because Markel’s sense of adventure and imagination had reminded Blue of her brother when they were younger and spent their days exploring. Because of this fond memory Blue seemed to picture within Markel, she was quite oblivious to his feelings that he had about her.

"Cap'n wishes you to go an' see 'em in his quarters Madam."
Blue smiled at the boy, nodding. “Alright, thanks Markel.” Blue said, now holding her plans in one hand as she gently ruffled Markel’s hair, her hand lingering a bit on his head as she turned towards Selitos. “Well I guess I will see you when the Captain calls us out for a vote, Selitos.”

Blue left the navigational room and headed towards the Captain’s quarters, seeing Elly on her way towards the room. She smiled and nodded at her before stopping outside of the Captain’s door frame, knocking first and then waiting several seconds before entering, watching Varsh's drunken movement. While somewhat violent, Blue had nothing against Varsh and usually didn't mind his presence. Nonetheless, Blue ignored the man and walked towards him, lowering her head a little before straightening back up.

“Good morning Captain.” She said, paying no mind to whoever else may have been in the quarters and partially closing the door behind her, leaving it cracked just in case Elweise wanted to follow her inside the Captain’s room. “I am assuming that you have called me for the route plans.” Blue took the planned out routes and handed them out in front of her waiting for the Captain to take them.

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 Mitsuhide heard all that was said and noted the changing tones in Caintry 's voice, how gentle he was when addressing him. It struck him as odd but if something was amiss he knew Captain Osborne would tell him sooner or later. Upon receiving his orders, Mitsuhide bowed but before he exited Alexandria entered with a bowl for him. Mitsuhide was not hungry, his appetite had been ruined simply because of the day it was and what had occurred on this day so long ago. However he thought it rude to decline the food and so he bowed and accepted it. "Thank you."  He said plainly before exiting and going below decks to muster everyone on the Deck for his announcement, but not before dropping off the food in his own room.

 Much like the captain, Mitsuhide's room had a "can on a string" comms system. It was not very clear, he honestly preferred to go door to door, knocking, and to search the ship but despite this, he wanted this all to be done quickly so he could return to mourning the memory of those he had lost.

"All hands, all hands, this is the First Mate speaking. Report to the Deck at once for an important announcement from your captain. I say again report to the deck for an important announcement from your captain.".

 He spoke loud and clear but knew that it would still be come out as if he had his hand over his mouth. With that he exitted, not even looking at the food he had been given and stood at the deck, ready to give clear instructions to anyone who came up to the deck, and ready to go and fetch anyone who paid no heed to that obnoxious horn in their mind. As he waited he decided to remove the hair pin from his katana 's guard and just stood there at a daze for a few moments, the sorrow showing on his face momentarily before he came to and collected himself.

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Markel decided to allow the feeling of Blue's hand on his head to be burned into his memory, she was like a goddess. Her soft hand, her slender fingers in his fur, it was perfection to the boy. He knew he didn't have a chance with her, she was obviously in line for her own agenda, one that didn't include cats. Oh well, at least Markel had the memory of her touch to lean on now. . . Her touch. . .

"Markie?"

Her quiet voice soothed as a hand fell onto his head. Looking up he saw her, Blue. Her long hair flowing back-lit with the glory of the heavens. Markel became flushed looking upon her, he turned his head away.

"Markie? What's the matter?"

She asked again kneeing and taking his paw in her delicate hand. She leaned in to hug him but he clawed his own arm.


The pain in his dream snapped him out of it, he wasn't going to have some perverted daydream about his queen. No way. She was a creature meant to be worshiped and adored not twisted to meet some teenage dream. Blue was a woman of refinement and beauty, not some made-up cloud-maiden. As she took her leave he followed at her heels like a loyal pet. Once he arrived back at the Captain's chamber he noted Varsh was there. Captain needed privacy with Blue, he knew that for sure. Taking the large man's arm in his paws Markel gently escorted Varsh out.

The stench of alcohol on the man was almost enough to cause Markel to gag.

"Oi! Varsh, the Captain doesn't wanna be disturbed right now. He's with Miss Blue. C'mon, let's find something else to occupy our time huh?"

Markel shut the door behind them and smiled at the man before him, hoping he wouldn't react in a rage.

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After some formalities, most of the people had left the room; all save for Blue and Varsh.

Caintry could feel his skin crawl as the stench of alcohol filled his nostrils, causing his stomach to lurch, and he gave a face of disgust when he looked upon Varsh. He had remembered the day when he first met Varsh, he indirectly saved him from slavers and saved his life, and he had proven to be the most handy of a comrade in a multifarious array of brute ways. He may of even been First Mate if it was not for his stupidity , and not just that but his endeavor to not even learn another wrinkle into his brain. Also, Caintry thought that Varsh and he could have been good friends, even though Caintry likes to think he is at least a pleasant companion to his entire crew, but he would not socialize with a drunk. Caintry despised drunks, not understanding why anyone would sacrifice the clarity of their mind to just have the ability to be slurred and make stupid decisions, and he was thankful that his people back home were pushing for deeming alcohol illegal, although he never did catch up on how things were doing in Denauc since he left. There was not much information on a nation that prefers isolation, but then suddenly Caintry’s deep thought was interrupted by the entering of Markel.

He watched as Markel escorted the walking stench of whatever intoxicator he drunk out of his cabin, and he thanked the Muses, a common saying that popped up in Denauc, that Varsh was gone. And here I was, afraid I would have to shoot someone.

Now, Blue and Caintry were alone in the shaded room, the lamp throwing flashes of red and yellow light on and around them, and Caintry let silence fill the space in between them, creating a heavy haze that was building like a growing blanket. It almost seemed like one could touch the silence, the lack of noise, and without causing a sound, he took the papers and set them down on the desk as he started to stand.

“Thank you,” his words were kind but the potent silence made his voice cut through the air with power and immovable authority, “I will look at these later, but I have something I would like to speak with you about.”

Caintry slightly strode towards Blue with a grace that seemed off put by the mood, and his face held his signature smirk. However, his smirk seemed more intimidating than welcoming, and he began to speak again with the powerful kindness.

“I trust you, Ms.Samson, but you hold more power on this ship than you probably know. I hold the wheel that steers the ship, I command the crew, I am the Captain, but you, Ms.Samson, you are the one that could easily…” Caintry paused as if carefully choosing his next word, "mislead me. Now, I have been to the Islands of Sharnown, and the Togani are peaceful people.” Caintry now spoke softer and slower, “However, the people do not make a person, I am a prime example of that, so I must know. Will you mislead me?”

Caintry left the last sentence with a warm tone, but that would not help the ominous tone that he had used. The room’s dimness seemed darker, and the shadows the single light casted seemed more menacing. He looked at Blue. Gods, what a beauty! She looked sweet to Caintry, innocent in a way, but he had the lives of many in his hands. While that would not stop him from getting in a wonderfully dangerous adventure, he could not let self interest get in the way of such an important job such as navigator, the entire reason he did not take the role himself. Well, that and he would hate the extra work. He hoped to become better known to Blue, however, so he decided that his usual smirk would be a warm smile.

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When the two were finally alone, the atmosphere around them suddenly changed to a much more serious and almost intimidating or powerful air. Blue instantly knew that she wasn’t here just to speak over the planned routes but instead something else and before Blue could even control it, something grabbed the back of her stomach, making her wish she hadn’t given her stew to Selitos. Despite the growing tension in the air, Blue remained calm and watched her trusted Captain as he began to speak, concluding that he was, indeed going to speak to her about a much more serious matter than routes and how to get there.

“I trust you, Ms.Samson, but you hold more power on this ship than you probably know. I hold the wheel that steers the ship, I command the crew, I am the Captain, but you, Ms.Samson, you are the one that could easily… mislead me. Now, I have been to the Islands of Sharnown, and the Togani are peaceful people. However, the people do not make a person, I am a prime example of that, so I must know. Will you mislead me?”

“I will not mislead you, Captain.” Blue said in a confident tone, staring at him as he smirked at her, releasing some of the tension. Blue gave him a small smirk back, now realizing that the creature that gripped her stomach was named Guilt and while she reasoned with herself that she had nothing to feel guilty about, the feeling would not totally disappear. “I have grown attached to this crew and the ship, along with its Captain; it has become my new home and I enjoy seeking adventures with everyone,” Blue looked up at him, smiling a bit wider. “So I promise I will not betray or mislead you or the crew.”

Blue held up her arm as if to show him her muscle of loyalty she had for them and while she looked perfectly fine on the outside, she was in a small panic on the inside that she was desperately trying to swallow. All in all, the Captain had destroyed any way Blue could convince him which island to head towards for there was no way she could even bring up the subject now. Often times Blue wondered if the Captain was that smart in figuring people out or whether he just blindly followed his instincts. Nonetheless Blue shouldn’t allow this to ruin whatever chance she had to find her brother; there was still a chance that crew would –hopefully- pick her desired route.

It wasn’t like she was there to betray them but Blue knew that she would easily sacrifice anything for her brother and perhaps that was why she felt the small guilt gripping at her stomach. Not to mention no one on the ship had known she only joined the ship due to this reason. Although this resided in her mind, Blue was honestly speaking the truth to the Captain; she had grown attached to the crew and ship, as well as the sense of adventure she had lost long ago when her brother had disappeared. Because of the Phoenix and company, Blue had regained her sense of adventure and met some good people and this was all thanks to the Captain for allowing her to join him.

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“I will not mislead you, Captain.” Caintry saw her smirk and gave an inner sigh of relief; when it came to good diplomacy, balance must be found, even between an absolute authority and friend. “I have grown attached to this crew and the ship, along with its Captain; it has become my new home and I enjoy seeking adventures with everyone,” Blue looked up at him, smiling a bit wider. “So I promise I will not betray or mislead you or the crew.” This gave Caintry even more confidence in his speech skills, so he returned the smile with his own, rather devilish, grin that was unhateable. Deciding that he did indeed trust her, he turned and sat back down at his desk, and he replied to her as friendly as ever.

“I could not of heard a better statement, m’lady. I thank you dearly for the work, but I think it would be best if you joined the crew. Being the navigator, you no doubt have the biggest opinion on where to go, an opinion I will value.” When he finished speaking, he picked up his new maps with slight eagerness, high hopes for the island that would no doubt hold the greatest adventure, but his heart sank, although he did not show it, when he saw the complicated route to Parada.

He saw that Parada was statistically a stretch, which would be straining their dwindling supplies and even faster dwindling morale, so he gave an audible sigh with his slight disappointment on his momentary fancy with the island. To think of the adventure at being one of the first to set foot on such an uncharted island, no doubt there being some ancient ruins or other fascinating attractions, but he would not put his group through such a grind for an island without civilization. Finally, his face contemplative, he decided that he would not even mention Parada as a choice, thinking of the crew over himself , and quickly shifted the papers on his desk to hide the ones that gave what little information on Parada by covering it with papers on the other two. He looked at Paradiso, a rather rancorous and dangerous place, only comparable to anarchy, so it held much adventure with some ability to resupply. He liked the idea, but he was unsure which pirate or dug-lord controled the island, making it the more dangerous choice. Perodo, on the other hand, was part of the Avanesee Empire, so no doubt they would have no trouble and the ability to get anything they need. Any company with an airship passes through their cloud-docks, but this specific colony had been dark for a while, the possibility of nothing there loomed.

Either way, a rough gamble.

He looked back up at Blue, his brow furrowed in deep thought, but he seemed to look past her, his pensive mood getting the better of him.

“I will meet you out there when the other have gathered.”

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Pacing, Aurea's eyebrows drew down furiously, creating a solid line on her forehead. The light-colored hair blended in quite well against her pale skin; despite the time Aurea had spent out in the open, sit was almost never without her cloak on. Without it she felt naked most unless she was assuming the role of a different person. Situational psychology was an interesting matter but one that she had never cared much to study, especially as it would do nothing to help her with her problems. While seemingly many, they stemmed from one source: herself. Always herself. If she hadn't decided to snag that one jewel, plant that one document, embezzle that one man. If. Quite an important word despite its size. Hardly a word at all. More so than single letter words. Not much use in them.

Perplexed at her sudden interest with the nature of words, she turned that confusion into anger, baring her teeth silently before pounding on a wall of the ship. Damn that bitch, her mother! "Rot in hell you forsaken maggot!" she screamed. Or would have had she been alone or somewhere sufficiently loud to drown out her voice. Instead, she muttered it before once again punching the wall. Scrapes appeared on her hand, revealing the pinky flesh beneath the skin. Snarling, she pulled out her crossbow, cocked it, and shot a bolt into the wall. Half the head dug into the wood, splintering the material. Ripping the bolt out of its target, she inspected the tip before it. placing it in her cloak. She would need that damn engineer Amelia or the Rel'Kaz bastard in order to fix the piece of ammunition.

Hearing steps upon the stairs from the lower deck, she swirled around, crossbow coming up to take aim at the opening. Her head took sight first and upon seeing Alex, the crossbow went back into her cloak with nary a flourish or rustle. Breathing deeply in order to calm down, she forced a smile onto her face as the bowl of soup was placed near her. Why must I put up with this insufferable fare. Where- Her mental rant ceased as the aroma of the concoction wafted to her nose, tingling the sensory nerves. It smelled good. Quite good. Bending tentatively, she picked up the bowl, scanning the outside for any form of tampering. Seeing none, she dipped her finger into the liquid, before lifting it to smell. Never hurt to check for poison or acid. Too many times such things had found their way into her food.

Scarfing down the meal, the bowl quickly emptied into her stomach, scraped clean. Sighing somewhat contented Aurea proceeded to the kitchen, leaving the bowl near the entrance. Done with that, she decided it was time she talk with the captain. Making her way to the captain's room, she spotted Varsh and Markel standing outside the door. Alcohol, the smell of it at least, permeated the air around the large man, a harsh, stinging stench. Stopping as the announcement came on over the jury-rigged communication system, Aurea sighed. Finally getting somewhere.

"Clean yourself up, Varsh. Your appearance is filthy, your odor worse, and I do not care much for alcohol in the morning. Excuse me," she stated, voice perfectly neutral the entire time through. Perhaps not the best idea to threaten the man, but she could get out if need be. A bolt in the chest would put him down. Passing to the door, she examined Markel out of the corner of her eye. A most interesting addition to the crew. Fondling a needle with her left hand Aurea stood there for a moment looking at him. Some new fur gloves wouldn't hurt, she thought, grinning softly. Opening the door, she slipped in quietly, standing at the back of the room as Captain Osborne finished his conversation with Blue. Perhaps it wasn't the best idea to tell him the trouble she was in but it would help guide them away from Paradiso. Damn place most likely contained several, if not dozens, of people searching for her. Bowing her head, Aurea waited until she was addressed.

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Upon entering her room Alex came to the conclusion that she wouldn't be able to talk to Cainy alone in his quarters. So she reconnected her makeshift com and spoke. " Captain Caintry, I would like to have a private word with you before the meeting, I understand that ye, err, your quarters may be full fer, I mean For awhile so please visit me in me, err, my own please." she tried to speak right and proper to show that she meant business, but in a nice way. SHe had some things to get off her chest and information to give.

After sending the message she disconnected her com again and set about to cleaning the kitchen and her room. This time she did not use her magic as she had a lot on her mind and needed it occupied. I Hope that scallywag comes. She thought to herself then smiled. Her Cainy wasn't a scallywag but a hero, and a handsome one at that, though she knew her boundaries and knew she wasn't that pretty. She was a mean ol piratess after all.

Getting everything organized she sat at her small table and waited. "Oh wait, I better make tea, bet that ol Cainy will enjoy it. I bought some with mine own money." she said to herself and snapped her fingers beginning it. She tried to keep her stomach under control, her stew smelled great and it brought her hunger back, making her stomach rumble. Tea will make it better, she thought to herself then sat down again.

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As soon as Caintry got situated , he heard the muffled voice of Alexandria.

" Captain Caintry, I would like to have a private word with you before the meeting, I understand that ye, err, your quarters may be full fer, I mean For awhile so please visit me in me, err, my own please." He almost cringed at the attempt to be formal, but he appreciated the decent try at it. A meeting before the vote? That would be rather queer considering that Caintry called the meeting himself, but he determined that if he got it over quickly, he would be able to do away with before anyone was forced to wait too long. Standing, he began to gracefully walk past Blue, giving her a kind smile, and made his way towards the door.

“The day she speaks proper common-tongue is the day that a Denaucman talks like a pirate.” He said it as a sly joke to Blue after shortly looking back, and when he turned his attention back forward, he nearly jumped at the site of Aurea.

She was silent and unseen, the entire reason he hired her on, but he always found that he enjoyed her nonetheless. She was smart in the most devious way, most like him, and she was calculating with less emotion, all though he wish she would at least socialize a bit more. He looked her up and down, and thought that maybe he should include her in more of Markel’s training, he would possibly pick up on the fact cheaters always win, and then for sure Markel would be a clone of Caintry, as cunning as Aurea and himslef. The thought of two Caintry’s made him shudder, but it would be perfect. Giving a kind and welcoming smirk, he spoke to her as informal that someone of his intellect could bare, attempting to maybe be-friend the excellent sneak.

“I am terribly sorry to miss you, but maybe when I am done meeting with Ms.Alexandria- uh, I mean Alex, you could ambush me in the halls to discuss whatever you needed.” And with that, he opened the creaky door, making a mental note to ask Amelia to maybe fix the annoyance, and made his way across deck.

As he walked by everyone that were currently congregated for his announcement, he saw Mitsuhide being crowded as Caintry just was not but a moment ago, so he shot him an understanding glance that said I know right. After another short examination of the group, he delve into the corridors and hallways of below-deck, counting his graces that his cabin was only a doorway away from fresh air, and within but seconds he found himself at the kitchen.

He politely knocked on the doorway, but right before he hesitated, still unsure what to expect even after three years. He gave a cautiously kind smile, and began to speak with a soft curiosity.

“I do believe you called, if I am not mistaken.”

He could not help but to be a bit scared on what awaited, and he faced many sky-serpents or worse without a blink. Caintry was over two-hundred and something, he never counted, years old, definitely having his fair share of women, but being alone in a room with one still go to him.

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As the Captain came in Alex shut the door, placing a soundproof spell on the room. She could smell his nerves on him. "I made some tea, come one an sit. It's not a long talk and please don't act so nervous, I'm not that pleasin to the eye." She said, trying to soothe his nerves somewhat. Taking a deep breath she blushed a little as her stomach grumbled loud and she quickly took a sip of her tea.

"Alright, first thing, I sound proofed the room. Secondly, I'm sorry fer embarasin ya. It was wrong of me Cainy." She took a deep breath again and another sip of her tea. Her ears were down and her face as well, she really did feel bad for making a scene. "And last but not least. I know I don't have a say, but I do be havin some info and mine own thoughts. Perodo has not been heard from in months. Naturally I am curious about it and would like to look into it, however as much is not known, I feel we should be resupliyin first. I been keepin tabs on my old crew and I happen to know they are in Paradiso. This will also be a problem. Now that one island, not much may be known but at least at the shores it's safe. I been there once. One of the many reason I be known as Alex the Bold. I can keep, us fed for about a week n o half if I'm careful. We can make it ta Parada. I been near these stars, I know we can make it there. Mine opinion is that we go to Parada, stock up on food then hit Perodo. Now ya can take it into consideration if ye wish but that's all i gotta say." she said then blushed again as her stomach rumbled.

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“I made some tea, come one an sit. It's not a long talk and please don't act so nervous, I'm not that pleasin to the eye. Alright, first thing, I sound proofed the room. Secondly, I'm sorry fer embarasin ya. It was wrong of me Cainy. And last but not least. I know I don't have a say, but I do be havin some info and mine own thoughts. Perodo has not been heard from in months. Naturally I am curious about it and would like to look into it, however as much is not known, I feel we should be resupliyin first. I been keepin tabs on my old crew and I happen to know they are in Paradiso. This will also be a problem. Now that one island, not much may be known but at least at the shores it's safe. I been there once. One of the many reason I be known as Alex the Bold. I can keep, us fed for about a week n o half if I'm careful. We can make it ta Parada. I been near these stars, I know we can make it there. Mine opinion is that we go to Parada, stock up on food then hit Perodo. Now ya can take it into consideration if ye wish but that's all i gotta say." Caintry picked up a tea as he listened to her speech, paying attention to every word, and when he finished he was unsure what to think.

He found himself frequently sipping the tea, and with every sip a drop of nostalgia followed from his adolescent years in Denauc, remembering the Bare-root tea that was forced upon him as a child. Bare-root was a harsh and bitter tea that burned on its way down, very unlike the tea he drank now, and it was said that none could wear a more appealing mask than that tea, its smell enticing but its taste unforgiving. When he was young, he was often forced to drink the horrid tonic on occasions, all the Denaucmen children were, and his parents, a memory he never wanted to get deeper into, would say that it was supposed to represent life, that it was going to taste like the tea. He would always say to himself that his life would be of a sweeter tea, but it was not so. He came to understand the tea, but he never did get the true mystery surrounding the tea, why the adults always drank the tea as their favorite drink. Maybe they endured the tea because, just like life, it is more about the struggle than it is the outcome. Maybe their drinking was the full understanding of the lesson, that the harshness is what makes it truly beautiful, and so Caintry sat there once again in deep thought.

He thought to himself that he wanted a cup of Bare-root tea.

Looking up, once again realizing he was in company, he swiftly readjusted himself to be proper, and he began to respond in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Your apology is accepted, but the nickname is not. A nickname is nothing more than the defilement of the beauty of name, so since my name is Caintry, I will be called Caintry, not Cainy or whatever you can concoct. For the sake of the argument, one may try and prove that it is the most affective way to show familiarity, but that is quite fiendishly not true. If you were a stranger, I would call you Ms.Ren-Remeticion. If you were an acquaintance, I would call you Ms.Alexandria. If a friend, I would call you Alexandria, so all that Alex nonsense is a rape of your actual name. If you were meant to be called Alex, they would name you Alex, and so, in conclusion, my name is not Cainy.”

He took another sip, expecting the bitter taste to only be disappointed, and this gave him time to realize he ranted a bit, cursing his Denaucane mind. He began again.

“I digress. I have taken Parada from the choices, I know we could make it but it is an unworthy strain on everyone else, and I will put your input into my final considerations. Thank you.” He rose with a genteel smile, and he turned towards the door before remembering the spell.

Oh, how he loathed magic. All of it, so he thanked any that he was a Denaucman, incapable of magic.

“If that is all?” he awaited curiously.

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