Dimitrious follows along quietly, seemingly flowing from shadow to shadow.
Not trusting anyone who was not a crewmember, He will keep his eyes peeled.
Calah chooses to ride Havok all the way up to the cliffside as a way for a proper entrance.
"Well hello to all. We be here per your invitation."
She says as she lands with the proper amount of suave.
Havok is able to find a place to land in the courtyard and does so to a little surprise.
Some hands reach down to their weapons but Scrimjaw waves them back down. These be expected guests. No need for hostility here and now.
Arjun leans to Suny and whispers, "You see, elven lass, there are few pleasures in this world that rival using a rich man's toilet. It is transcendant." He makes a 'go-on go-on' waving motion with his hand to the guards.
Suny listens attentively to Arjun's wise words of wisdom, nodding as the pearl of knowledge is bestowed to her. At the Captain's arrival Suny perks up immensely, skipping over and both offering a jaunty salute/wave as well as a deferential patting of Havok.
Opening the doors Scrimjaw reveals a hall filled with revelry. Four long tables are covered with food and at the other end of the hall sits what must be the Huricane King.
Pointing out a sign that says HEAD, Scrimjaw says to Arjun, Toilets are that way
Suny follows the Captain deferentially into the grand hall, though she is keenly and inquisitivly looking around at everything that's going on with great interest.
Dimitrious will also flow into the room, keeping an eye on the revelers
Noro treads cautiously, her fighting instincts keep her on her toes.
She takes a moment to make eye contact with those that only appear drunk. a subtle hint that the ruse did not work.
She remains quiet letting the Captain do the talking for now.
Calah can't help but raise an eyebrow at the drunk behavior, but to onlookers she might as well be raising her eyebrow at anything in the room.
She proudly strides to end of the room, whilst giving luscious smiles and winks to handsome crew and lasses in the room.
She stops before the Hurricane King, lifts of her hat and gives him a gracious bow with her arms stretching wide.
"Greetings Hurricane King. I am captain Calah Riptide of the Malevolent Grace. This here be my most trusted crew members, all feisty individuals of their own accord. Noro, Arjun, Suny, Dimitrious, Kyranda and Jax.
We be here to request a writ as recognition of our prowess as pirates."
Suny smiles and generally is on her bestest behavior fro the captain for the meeting.
(^_^)
Dimitrious will sit calmly observing the revelry while remaining quiet in an attempt to show respect for the king
The king motions to the area before his table. I have heard a few stories, whispers or tall tales. It's hard to tell. You wish a Letter of Marque, tell us, why do you deserve one. Tell a tale of you exploits.
Suny leans closer to the captain, "I done bin hearin' of tales...." She whispers.
"Talk there be of a ship. A ship, t'is said whut can't be caught. Wiff rilly weird sails. Said ta' be called tha' 'Bountiful Destruction'...." Suny large, blue eyes seem to grow even wider as the enormity of the terror about which she speaks brings all possible manner of fear to the plucky Elven lass' heart.
Perception
"Hurricane King!" Arjun shouts boldly and enthusiastically above the din of court. "It would be my pleasure to tell you of our exploits in Blood Cove. A place of fear and mystery, we visited for the purpose of seeking treasure. After successfully defeating a rival pirate, a story to regale you with on another day, we set foot on the atoll. A search through steaming jungle brought us to a limestone cave. Deep, deep into the earth it plunged, dark and forbidding, and we followed. We searched through the lightless depths. It was not barren, though! It was teeming with sahuagin! We put the miserable fishmen to the blade and continued down, down into their hive of offal and stink. At the very end, we found none other than a sahuagin matron, with an undead horror as her personal servant! We fought them long and hard, several of us almost dying in the struggle. But we are the Malevolent Grace, and we do not die easily. As with the others of their vile brood, the matron and her pet were defeated. It was then we found their prisoner. None other than a locathah priestess, held captive as a hostage! The priestess was so thankful for her release, that she bestowed a blessing of their fishy god upon our heads, and feasted us at a celebration at the bottom of the ocean!"
Intimidate
Dimitrious will pull out the medallion recovered from the matron. To further everyone's understanding of how powerful these adversaries were. We liberated this artifact from one of the hell-spawned creatures
The crowd becomes much quieter as your story unfolds. When you finish, a pair of hecklers in the back begin to shout their disbelief. A tall tale indeed. Many a bard has made a better one than that.
Another one continues, Could have at least made one up with some mermaids and Gozreh himself as well.
Kerdak Bonefist slams his tankard of ale down on the table before him trying to encourage quiet I the crowd before he speaks. Being unsuccessful he fires his pistol into the air.
Quiet falls throughout the banquet.
Placing his pistol on the table This fresh catch of scallywags want to add their fine ship
to our brethren o’ the sea, I'll give them a letter of marque. We shall see how they do.
The band in the corner begins to strike up another shanty as the crowd goes back to its revelry.
Calah does her boy again and with a smile turns around.
Noro turns her attention to the hecklers. that was something she experienced a lot in her youth, and that usually was worse than just words.
She took a few steps toward them but the sudden pistol blast stopped her before things got real messy.
but the look in her eye indicated she was ready to shove someone's head up someone's ass.
Noro turned back toward her companions when the revelry started back up.
her next step, find the rum. (but she keeps her eye on the hecklers as best she can)
Suny gives a little 'squee' and bounce for joy at the declaration of the Hurricane King, including a hug of congratulations to the Captain before skipping off and joining in the revelry.
(Also is a certain other captain that Suny knows any where's abouts?)
Calah has no problem find a seat nor does Noro have any issue finding rum. Both are as plentiful as salty waves in the ocean.
Suny begins to talk up a couple of younger pirates. The Huricane King's been upset since someone stole a shipment of his rum.
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Looking forward to the Free Captain's Regatta in a couple weeks. I heard the Master of Gales is officiating this year instead of racing. Someone else might finaly have a shot. Should be a good race.
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Bonefist caught an imp snooping around. He shot it right in the head.
Dimitrious will begin nosing around looking for info on Harrigan, How is he viewed by the other pirates? Does he have a base of operations?
Arjun smiles a mischievous smile at the announcement of the Hurricane King. "Looks like we're bona fide. All right, all right." He joins in the revelry, chatting up some members of the "court."
After getting a feel for the crowd, he finds who appears to be the most in-the-know and asks them about the imp that was discovered in the keep. Was it a spy? Kerdak wouldn't have personally shot it in the head if it were just a vagrant. Who is working against him?
An old pirate is more than happy to bring you up to speed on letters of marque. In a voice filled in equal parts with darkness and awe Letters of Marque are issued to ships not individuals in the Inner Sea. They grant the Hurricane King's permission to hunt ships within the Inner Sea. They are sure evidence that their bearer is a pirate and carry with them a sentence of death by hanging if captured by a foreign ship. As such they have a built in disguise and can be made to look like just a normal document if their owner desires.
@ Noro, you have plenty of rum back on the ship, but the ship is back in the harbor and you swam over here.
Scribed with a firm hand in blood-red ink and emblazoned with an elaborate seal of crimson wax, this thick, waxed paper grants its bearer license to attack and capture ships of enemy nations as a privateer. It is not an uncommon practice for nations of the Inner Sea to issue letters of marque and reprisal to their ships, but those issued in the pirate confederacy of the Shackles grant permission to engage in egregious acts of pillage and prize-taking, which can only be described as piracy by more lawful nations. Lawful letters of marque are issued to specific ships, not individuals, but in the Shackles, they are granted to a specific captain and his or her officers. A Shackles letter of marque accords its bearer the authority to seize or destroy cargo, incarcerate or slay crew and passengers, and sink or capture ships from other nations, mercantile or otherwise. Within the territorial bounds of the Shackles, these manifold privileges also apply against any ships or captains who haven’t sworn loyalty to a known Free Captain or who doesn’t carry their own letter of marque (though bearing a letter of marque is no guarantee of safety from other pirates, who frequently strike first and ask questions later).
Possession of a Shackles letter of marque is a crime in most civilized nations and regularly carries a penalty of death by hanging. As a result, a Shackles letter of marque is protected by a secret page spell, enabling its bearer to speak a secret command word to alter the text to something more innocuous, such as a cargo manifest, nautical chart, or page from a ship’s log.
It’s common knowledge within the Shackles who has been granted letters of marque, and most Free Captains keep accounts of which ships and captains have them, making it extraordinarily difficult to forge these documents or steal them to perpetrate a deception.
A Shackles letter of marque radiates faint transmutation magic.
As the night's festivities wear on a young man comes over without trying to garner much attention. My Lady, Tessa Fairwind, would like to meet you. She lives in a manner overlooking the bay, perhaps you would come by tomorrow?
Never heard of her, I will take you to Captain Calah and let her decide
Dimitrious will escort the guy to Calah
Noro had been enjoying herself and the rum. Dimitrius offers to escort the young man to the captain, she leans back (almost falling over) Sheshs an important one, gonna be king shomeday, unlessh she diesh firsht, but doubt that will happen anytime shoon
as she finishes her sentence Noro falls backwards and is lying on the floor starring at the ceiling. after a few seconds she starts to laugh.
haven't been like thish in a long time, at leasht shtill conscious.
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Calah joins in the revelery of her crew and the other pirates present.
She looks to her left and hears Noro give a short introduction.
Calah laughs generously at Noro falling over. " You should drink with the rest of us more often Noro, you can join most of the crewmembers that find themselves in positions during the evenings." Calah says to her (normally) sturdy friend.
She stands up from the bench to present herself properly before the newcomer with a mug of ale in her hand.
"It would be a pleasure to meet the lady tomorrow. Let's say noon. That should give Noro here enough time to get her feet under her again." Calah says with a smile and a wink at her downed companion as she pokes Noro softly with the point of her boot.
She leans a little closer and pushes her half full mug into the man's hands.
"If you want to draw less attention you might want to down what's rest in that mug and laugh with the rest of us. You stand out as much as an elephant in a rowboat." Calah whispers in his ear.
She leans back again and slaps him on his shoulder whilst laughing at an apparent joke.
Thank you The man says as he downs the drink. My lady will gladly host you at noon. He nods his head, laughs raucously and slips back into the crowd.
Noro rolls over in an attempt to stand, I can get on my feet jusht fine...watch she manages to stand. and within seconds is dancing around in circles doing her best to keep her feet eventually falling into Calah's arms. shee, I can even dance.. she adds with a half smile.
Noro is spending the night there, or perhaps she is passed out there unless someone wants to carry her back to the ship.
Seeing the condition of his fellow crew, Dimitrious will settle in for the night.
Happy ta' be spendin' tha' night here with funin' peoples. (^_^)
The morning comes quickly for some, less quickly for others. Noro's head pounds with the morning sun. Almost a quart of rum by herself seemed like a good idea at the time. For those that stayed behind, the hall is still mostly filled with revelers beginning to wake from the night's festivities. Judging by the sun, you have about 4 hours until noon.
Dimitrious wakes bright and early and upon seeing some his crew looking a little rough.
Snickers softly...ahem, would anyone care for some of this coconut cake, it only has a little cigar ash on it
Suny untangles herself from whom ever she's found to snuggle the night away. Yawning and stretching she pads on bare, brown feet to the harbor for a relaxing and refreshing swim before skipping back into town and spending shine on a simple yellow silk wrap and sandals. has a light breakfast from one of the taverns/inns/establishments about the town and other wise whiles away the time before the meeting that had been arraigned the previous evening
Arjun awakens with the rising sun, looks around, and untangles himself from Suny.
Whoops.
He casually saunters back toward the ship, taking his time to see the sights of the city. He makes certain that the crew have cared for the ship properly, and spends the day teaching Reptar new tricks.
Noro simply lays there for a bit. shielding her eyes from the morning light.
damn, what the hell? How much did I drink lasht night? she stumbles to her feet. and takes in the situation.
her first instinct is to check her belongings, then to see if she was with anyone.
next she looks for a familiar face. noticing Sunny and Arjun she gives them both a raised eyebrow.
stumbling for a water barrel, Noro does her best to clean herself up, and get a drink of water. tossing the empty rum bottle aside.
she hears Dim mention cake. the words penetrate her ears and shoot straight to he head with a throbbing pain. you can take that cake and... she never finishes her sentence before succumbing to the pain again. ahhh...f*!* it.
As her sleeping companion untangles herself from Calah, her eyes open and she manages to just tap the pretty dame's shapely bum and smiles at her response. Calah joins Suny in the morning swim and prays to the water spirits per her usual ritual.
When she returns she makes sure her crew is awake and relatively fresh so that they can meet Lady Fairwind at her manor at the appropriate time.
With the crew assembled and looking somewhat fresh, the crew swims back to the ship and the harbor.
The swim back to the shore is uneventful and the cool water is refreshing, especially to Noro who is still recovering. Arriving back on the ship you have plenty of time for a little morning shopping or a little more shut eye.
There are two routs that can be taken to Lady Fairwind's manor. The direct route is through the seedier part of town. A less direct route would take you outside the walls and through the surrounding jungle.
There are two routs that can be taken to Lady Fairwind's manor. The direct route is through the seedier part of town.
Suny is happy enough to skip along with every one else. (^_^)
Through... skipping through the jungle in her new silk dress.. might not be such a good idea... (>_>)
"We are seedy ourselves, so the seedy part of town holds little worry for me. The direct route, I say."
As you are making you way through the "up and coming" part of town most of the group begins to notice a tail. A man in a black cloak seems to be following you. Just far enough back to not elicit too much attention.
Whilst Calah is walking alongside the town and she notices the tail, she waves Arjun over.
"A tail, man, black cloak. You and Dimi make yourselves invisible and double back to see what is going on. Don't kill unless it is their motive as well. It might just be some curious onlookers." She whispers to him.
She whistles a few tones and Havok, who is flying overhead, flies a little lower and keeps his eyes open for any agression against the group.
Dimitrious will give the slightest of nods to the capt. and look Arjun in the eye. He then rolls his eyes upwards and moves them in a clockwise direction.
Dimitrious will casually stroll off toward the right, move into a vendors stall and keep watch on our tail.
If the tailer passes by, He will follow him at a discreet distance