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The Stone Goddess

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a part of The Stone Goddess, by L.P.Fairen.

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L.P.Fairen holds sovereignty over Ladeira, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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The ship swayed gently below his feet as he looked out across the water. They were anchored and most of the crew had gone into town. Benedikt remained aboard the ship. He took stock of everything. Sails had been checked. Ropes counted and checked for fraying. The crew had made sure to carefully coil them.

He was proud of them. They were an efficient team and as such the Dragon’s Greed sailed better than most ships of her kind.

His arms were crossed.

“You should let me braid your hair. Going to get it caught one of these days if you let it just blow around like that.”

Benedikt turned to see his sister. He had not heard her footfalls. She was smiling at him. Dania approached her brother and stood beside him. Until like Benedikt, Dania leaned on the side of the ship.

The man grunted a little. “I tie it back sometimes but we aren’t sailing so what does it matter?”

Dania rolled her eyes, “Aye you are right we aren’t sailing at the moment but you look a fright standing there like that. I can just imagine the knots you have.”

He scoffed, “Why should I care about knots? They comb out.”

Dania turned and pressed her back to the railing. She regarded her brother with amusement in her eyes. “True but anyone of the female persuasion who might be looking out at you from the dock might find you scary instead of handsome.”

Benedikt laughed. “I will give you that but my beard never fails to make them swoon.” He scratched at the mass of curly blonde hair.

Dania laughed. It was a light and easy sound that travelled on the wind out to sea.

“Sing for me Ben.”

She slid down to sit on the deck, her legs tucked up so that her chin rested on her knees.

“Demanding aren’t we?” He smiled down at her and began to sing. It was a song that was often sung to them as children. It was the story of the man, a warrior and how he bested a beast in the water.

Dania sighed and listened to her brother’s soothing voice. When that finished she demanded another. He nudged her with his foot in good nature and began a new one. He now leaned on the railing and sang more to the sea than anything.

Beside him Dania closed her eyes and relaxed.

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Elsa smirks, leaning against the wall. She watches the goings on quietly, feeling the eyes of hungry men on her. They know a whore when they see one, even if she is semi-retired. Even so, she struts like a peacock from the attention. Elsa pushes her chest out slightly showing off her assets. She recognizes some of the other girls in the bar as former co-workers, if you can call it that. She brushes her hand across Kieran's back as she crosses behind him, watching Vishtor. She listens to him insult the man she admires and keeps quiet. Until he is splashed with ale. Elsa burst into laughter.
"It's about time someone gave you a bath, Vishtor!"

Alois keeps quiet and to the shadows. He takes everything in, quietly hoping to get a tale out of this encounter.

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Character Portrait: Benedikt Steffanson Character Portrait: Jenna McKay Character Portrait: Dania Steffanson Character Portrait: Elsa (Ellie) Maynerd Character Portrait: Citali Character Portrait: Kieran Urthadar Character Portrait: Alois Kensington Character Portrait: Eric Kloon Character Portrait: Ethan "Doug" Cartwright
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After the card game was over and the other players walked away, Vishtor leaned close to Kieran.
“Now listen,” he whispered, “You always said that you wanted to be rich and famous. This may be your chance to make history.”
Kieran put a reassuring hand on his friend’s shoulder. “I will. As a pirate. Not as a fake hero like my grandfather. I will become a legend as raiding, powerful pirate. I don’t want to die in my twenties chasing rainbows for pots of gold.”
Vishtor smiled deviously. “What if I told you I knew where the Goddess was?”
“I’d probably believe you. Somehow you are all-knowing.”
The old man’s eyes twinkled. “In Paedon.”
Kieran scoffed and leaned back in his seat. “Now I really don’t want to go. I’ll die broke for sure.”
“Come on. Your grandfather went there.”
“My grandfather was a drunk who exaggerated. More likely he got lost at sea and got so drunk he imagined it all.”
Vishtor sighed in exasperation, but otherwise did not acknowledge this comment. “Look, I’m going to go straight to my point. I have a contact who’s with the Sisterhood. They’re worried that the King’s threat will hinder the process of finding the Goddess. So this person, who trusts me, asked me to find someone capable of going to Paedon and retrieving the Goddess. Now don’t say anything!” Kieran had opened his mouth to protest. “Just go back to your ship and wait for me. I’ll bring my contact there in an hour. She’ll explain everything and then you can decide.” With that, Vishtor rushed out of the tavern before Kieran could say anything.
Kieran huffed in annoyance and banged the table with his hand as he stood up. “Well,” he said to Ellie, “I guess we’re going to have to hear the old coot out. Maybe we’ll get lucky. If not, we can use his head as our banner.” He winked at her to show he wasn’t serious. “I suppose we should go back to the ship and tell the crew. Alois,” he said, spotting the boy,” Go see if you can tear Eric away from his fun and catch up with us.”


As he boarded the Dragon’s Greed, Kieran shouted, “All right everyone, get off your lazy hides and gather around me. I have an announcement. Vishtor is coming with a priestess to send us on a suicide mission to retrieve their deity from an uninhabitable island. I’m not going to make the decision to stay or go myself, however, it must be a unanimous decision. We’re going to hear this woman out, and if we don’t like what she’s got to say, we’re going to rob her blind, and send her on her merry way. Sound good?”
After an hour passed, Vishtor and a woman appeared and boarded the Dragon’s Greed. Vishtor was wearing his famous black hooded cape that he used as a disguise. The woman was obviously a priestess, as she had on the signature white priestess robe and blue jewelry.
“My name is Shyla,” the stern woman told Kieran immediately. “I hear your grandfather was Dievan Vulgo. I wonder what happened that his grandson would be such a scoundrel.”
Kieran temper flared, which usually happens when strangers bring up his grandfather. “Look lady, he was just as big a scoundrel as me, only he got lucky!”
Shyla gave a laugh devoid of humor. “Well, maybe you’ll get lucky, too. I know all the information regarding the stolen Goddess, and I’m willing to double the reward for you. Will you hear me out?”
Kieran’s temper evaporated instantly. 200,000 gold was the kind of money only nobles possessed. He would be set for life, even divided among the crew.
“Alright,” he said, “Get on with it.”

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Citali returned to the ship, a small dear resting on his shoulder, stopping in his tracks when he saw the two newcomers on board. During his travels, he had crossed paths with various religious bodies, so he recognised that the woman was a priestess. No one else would wear white robes on board a ship, unless they were completely out of their minds. The whole crew were gathered around this woman and her darkly clothed companion.
Citali took his place in the circle around the priestess, waiting patiently for her to begin her tale. He gave a small smile when Kieran's temper disappeared at the mention of the reward. Such a high reward was tempting, even Jenna seemed to be mildly interested at the mention of the substantial reward, the slight raise of her eyebrow the only giveaway of her thoughts. Otherwise, her gaze remained fixed on the priestess, waiting for her to spin her tale, as they all were.

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Character Portrait: Benedikt Steffanson Character Portrait: Jenna McKay Character Portrait: Dania Steffanson Character Portrait: Elsa (Ellie) Maynerd Character Portrait: Citali Character Portrait: Kieran Urthadar Character Portrait: Alois Kensington Character Portrait: Eric Kloon Character Portrait: Ethan "Doug" Cartwright
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Alois does as he is told with a quick, "Y-Yes Sir!" He returns to the ship one he has done as he is asked. Once he sees the woman there, he shrinks back into the shadows and watches quietly from a distance.

“All right everyone, get off your lazy hides and gather around me. I have an announcement. Vishtor is coming with a priestess to send us on a suicide mission to retrieve their deity from an uninhabitable island. I’m not going to make the decision to stay or go myself, however, it must be a unanimous decision. We’re going to hear this woman out, and if we don’t like what she’s got to say, we’re going to rob her blind, and send her on her merry way. Sound good?” Elsa smirks at Kieran's words and drapes an arm on his shoulder with a laugh.
"I say we rob her blind regardless!"

When the priestess finally shows up, Elsa eyes her, as she does any woman, and makes sure she doesn't get to close to her Captain. She's pretty, not pretty enough, but pretty. Her robes are pure white and Elsa questions if this so-called "Priestess" is the same. If she's on a ship with a bunch of pirates, the "pure" thing doesn't really make much sense. When the woman speaks, it becomes clear to Elsa that she is definitely not-so-pure.
"I hear your grandfather was Dievan Vulgo. I wonder what happened that his grandson would be such a scoundrel.” Elsa is officially finished playing nice with this lady. She steps forward from her spot next to Kieran and pulls a pretty, small blade from her thigh.
"Listen, Princess. I don't care who you are, but if you talk like that again to my Captain, I'm going to show you what that pretty little tongue looks like from the outside of your pretty little mouth." She twirls the blade's tip on her finger and stares with fire at the priestess.

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Character Portrait: Benedikt Steffanson Character Portrait: Jenna McKay Character Portrait: Dania Steffanson Character Portrait: Elsa (Ellie) Maynerd Character Portrait: Citali Character Portrait: Kieran Urthadar Character Portrait: Alois Kensington Character Portrait: Eric Kloon Character Portrait: Ethan "Doug" Cartwright
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Benedikt and Dania were still in their spots on the ship. He was still singing and she relaxing on the deck when the captain returned, shouting for everyone to gather up.

Dania looked up at Benedikt questioningly. He returned her look with a shrug and a hand out to help her up. The pair moved closer to where Kieran stood.

Benedikt crossed his arms as he listened. He simply nodded at Kieran. Hearing someone out was never a bad idea. Decisions made in haste typically had a fault to them. Benedikt could do nothing but shake his head and smile amusedly at Elsa’s comment of robbing the priestess regardless of the outcome of the meeting.

The siblings waited out the hour until Vishtor and the priestess arrived. Dania regarded the woman’s robes. It reminded her of home, snow white and bright. She was thrown by the woman’s tone however. Stern and a bit harsh she addressed the captain. Dania frowned.

Benedikt remained stoic as the little exchange went down. She was offering quite a lot and he couldn’t help wonder why she was willing to double the reward.

His keen eyes did not miss the hunter as he returned. The deer over his shoulders though would make it hard to miss him.

The siblings looked to each other and then back to the scene that was unfolding. Elsa had a knife out and was threatening the priestess. Benedikt looked to Kieran trying to gage his reaction to the threat. There was a lot of money on the line should Elsa act rashly. It did not do to have the priestess speak to the captain that way but Benedikt knew Kieran could hold his own and had. No one would fault Elsa for standing up for Kieran but if she did cut out the priestess’ tongue then she couldn’t tell them where to find the Stone Goddess.

Benedikt weighed the options and waited to see what the priestess and Kieran might do. Dania began making a mental list of what she would need to stop the bleeding and maybe sew the tongue back on if Elsa followed through.

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Character Portrait: Elsa (Ellie) Maynerd Character Portrait: Eric Kloon Character Portrait: Ethan "Doug" Cartwright
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Eric Kloon

As Alois comes to find Eric he see's that the man is sitting on a small pile of unconscious bodies with a partially broken mug in his hand. It only took one look from him to tell that it was time for Eric and the others to return to the ship, so with that he downed the rest of his drink and stepped off his makeshift chair. Several of them groaning as he moved down, slapping several silver on the bar before he left and grabbing a small jug of rum with a wink at one of the barmaids.

Though his time had been sodden with much drink his steps were clean and straight, it would take more then a few tankards to get a man like him off his rocker. But the rum would do just that and even though he was feeling a bit thirsty for the jugs contents he knew some of the crew would be aching for a taste as well. The boarding plank gives a little whine as it always did when he came aboard and it was that soothing sound that told him he was home on the ship once again.

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Both Eric and Doug had gathered to see what was going on about this new adventure. Eric could still be heard with a sullied tune in his voice while Doug would still wipe some of the rest from his eyes before putting them on the two new guest.

Doug knew of the woman's status as soon as he laid eyes on her, she was a priestess of that temple of the goddess. Though he knew much about them it was partially thanks to his father having connections to them when he was a child and he could even recall several being guest at his home estate. He leaned in as Elsa tempts to hurt her and he lays a hand on her shoulder giving her a slight look of disapproval. Its not the fact that she could hurt the woman that bothered him, but the fact that the priesthood has been defending itself for a long time against aggressors. The woman before them could most likely hold her own in a fight and he was not willing to allow Elsa to chance such an occurrence.

Eric on the other hand gave a hearty laugh as he set a barrel to his side and sat himself down.. "Listen miss, I believe you should get ta telling us what the story is.. we don't take kindly to threats or insults if you don't mind." He still had the jug gripped in one hand, either by choice or by the thought that if he put in down someone else would take it.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Benedikt Steffanson Character Portrait: Jenna McKay Character Portrait: Elsa (Ellie) Maynerd Character Portrait: Citali Character Portrait: Kieran Urthadar Character Portrait: Alois Kensington Character Portrait: Eric Kloon Character Portrait: Ethan "Doug" Cartwright
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Alois jolted his head up when he heard the mention of the orphan.
"We have to save her!" He shouts. When he sees the attention drawn to him, he slips away to his quarters.

Elsa watched the priestess leave and then turned to Kieran.
"An evil twin...who would have thought?" She says with a chuckle. With a yawn, Elsa stretches, pushing her chest out toward Kieran.
"Well, I'm getting a little tired. Anything you'd like to do before we all take our leave for the night, Cap?" Of course she was referring to the job they had just been offered, however, whomever heard her words could decide their meaning for themselves.

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Character Portrait: Benedikt Steffanson Character Portrait: Jenna McKay Character Portrait: Dania Steffanson Character Portrait: Elsa (Ellie) Maynerd Character Portrait: Citali Character Portrait: Kieran Urthadar Character Portrait: Alois Kensington Character Portrait: Eric Kloon Character Portrait: Ethan "Doug" Cartwright
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Dania shifted her weight back and forth between her feet. The fact that her own brother, a twin at that would betray the priestess saddened Dania. Her eyes looked to Benedikt and she knew he would never do such a thing to her.

For his part Benedikt was listening closely to the story the priestess told them and what the captain had to say about it.

The siblings came from a land of many legends. Tales of creatures and gods who walked among the people. It was not hard for him believe that there were creatures in volcanoes. He was disappointed to hear that someone would be willing to betray his family for a quest. Surely there had been a better way to do that.

The talk of a child, an orphan was troubling. That this child was the Queen’s daughter even more so. The product of an indiscretion or not this was still a child that had been taken.

Both Benedikt and Dania were frowning but turned to look at Alois when he proclaimed the child needed to be saved. He slipped away but the siblings looked at each other. They shared his sentiment. Regardless of everything else the child was an innocent and it was not right that she be caught up in this.

The captain accepted and the visitors departed. Both Dania and Benedikt remained in their spots to see if the captain had any orders for them.

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Jenna watched after Alois as he hurried away from the group. For such a gifted storyteller, he was remarkably shy, painfully so in fact. She returned her attention to the group, ignoring Elsa's blatant flirting with Kieran. It was almost uncomfortable to watch, "Alois is right, regardless of anything else, the fact he's kidnapped a child, it...," Jenna sighed, rubbing her brow with frustration, "We can't just stand by and do nothing," She snapped. Jenna took a deep breath, calming herself, "Even if we don't succeed at least we tried right? I don't think I could live with it if we stood by and did nothing and something happened to the kid." She looked around the group for support in her words.

Citali nodded in support, "I agree with Jenna," He shifted the deer on his shoulder, "However dangerous it may be, a child's life may be in danger. That comes above all else as far as I am concerned." He let his words hang in the air as he left the group, taking the deer carcass below deck.

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Doug looked off the side of the ship to see the priestess and her companion move down the pier and disappear from sight.

He leaned back and began to pace over the other side of the deck as he could see the sun taking its last few minutes of sunlight at a leisure. it was slowly loosing is glimmer as the arch of light was touching the top the distant mountains and he felt that it was beginning to get time to take count of the day and head for bed.

Eric ruined the solemn moment in that instant as he grabbed the smaller man from behind and shook his shoulders. "Alright Dougy this time you take first watch, I'll go and take a listings of all our stocks..Hehe."

He rushing off for the hold rum in hand, he was obviously going to add the jug to his own private stash.

It was a nice little stash though, not to say that he wasn't willing to share with the crew. It was most likely that he felt better knowing that there was another stock of drink other then the ships own stores somewhere on board and it wasn't like the other crew members didn't know about it. He used to try and hide it in vain every single time but someone would always find it no matter what. So now that he considers it his stash, the others still know either way.

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Alois sat very silently in the cargo hold alone. He was desperately holding back years as he was lost in thought. He sighed as he stood up and began to pace around the room. He seemed to be in an internal conflict which was making him relive something in his mind. After a few moments, he took his mandolin from his back and sat on a barrel. He began to play, and then began to sing.
"Cassandra, Cassandra,
your name is like a dream.
Cassandra, Cassandra,
Your smile just has a gleam.
Your golden hair shines,
Like an angel divine.
Your emerald eyes glisten
And oh how you listen to my song.
Cassandra, Cassandra
The way that you look in my eyes,
Cassandra, Cassandra
Though you're young,
Don't you know you're so wise?
Your heart filled with love
A gift from above.
The beauty I can't bear to lose,
Cassandra, my love and my muse...
"

His song slowly fades as his eyes begin to brim with tears.

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