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In seemingly no time, the fleet has set sail and made way for mainland. The sun sets on the day. By tomorrow morning, Port Bridgewater will be within striking distance.
Our protagonists have settled in to their new lives aboard the fleet, and though they are seemingly accepted by this melting pot of outcasts and cutthroats, every last brigand seems to have some story or secret.
The two unicorn prisoners have been left alone, save for the other prisoner in the brig, with their cage unlocked, and as the twilight begins to wane into night, it only begs what tomorrow will bring.
If you have anything left to do before the morning comes, you should act on it now.
Our protagonists have settled in to their new lives aboard the fleet, and though they are seemingly accepted by this melting pot of outcasts and cutthroats, every last brigand seems to have some story or secret.
The two unicorn prisoners have been left alone, save for the other prisoner in the brig, with their cage unlocked, and as the twilight begins to wane into night, it only begs what tomorrow will bring.
If you have anything left to do before the morning comes, you should act on it now.
>>260018
On the storage deck, between the bilge and the gun deck, you find a bronze goblet. It's not bolted down, so you consider it your property.
>>260021
He spits blood at you. His eyes are swollen shut, and crusted over with blood. He's an earth pony with a strikingly red coat. A sort of brilliant red, like fire, or wet blood. It's easy to tell it apart from the blood on his coat, though: it is dark and dry.
"Are you here to make me talk? Like the others? I told you. I acted alone. There is no one else."
>>260022
>>260023
A storm is coming. Clouds cover the horizon. You think the plans to head for land are well-founded. You carefully climb onto the netting to make your way down to the main deck, then promptly fall the entire way, landing gracelessly on your back.
On the storage deck, between the bilge and the gun deck, you find a bronze goblet. It's not bolted down, so you consider it your property.
>>260021
He spits blood at you. His eyes are swollen shut, and crusted over with blood. He's an earth pony with a strikingly red coat. A sort of brilliant red, like fire, or wet blood. It's easy to tell it apart from the blood on his coat, though: it is dark and dry.
"Are you here to make me talk? Like the others? I told you. I acted alone. There is no one else."
>>260022
>>260023
A storm is coming. Clouds cover the horizon. You think the plans to head for land are well-founded. You carefully climb onto the netting to make your way down to the main deck, then promptly fall the entire way, landing gracelessly on your back.
>>260027
You shake yourself off. You'll be fine, but your back is going to ache tonight.
>>260030
You meander around the hold. Most of it is junk that wasn't valuable enough to get stowed in the locked half of the cargo. You can see through the bars bags of bits, not yet melted down, among some precious gems, and other trinkets and valuables.
Outside of the hold, you find mostly grog, cannonballs, and black powder.
>>260032
>>260035
He winces as you cast your spell. You only manage to get some of the crusty blood of his face, but you can tell he has severe injuries.
"Who have they sent this time? I should at least know the name of my aggressor. And who is that with you? I hear another voice."
You shake yourself off. You'll be fine, but your back is going to ache tonight.
>>260030
You meander around the hold. Most of it is junk that wasn't valuable enough to get stowed in the locked half of the cargo. You can see through the bars bags of bits, not yet melted down, among some precious gems, and other trinkets and valuables.
Outside of the hold, you find mostly grog, cannonballs, and black powder.
>>260032
>>260035
He winces as you cast your spell. You only manage to get some of the crusty blood of his face, but you can tell he has severe injuries.
"Who have they sent this time? I should at least know the name of my aggressor. And who is that with you? I hear another voice."
>>260044
You can see plenty of gems she would appreciate, but they're all safely in lockup. You don't think the quartermaster would appreciate you bashing down the door.
>>260045
The only one still working on the sails is some diamond dog wearing an eyepatch. He shrugs at you, and points at the aftcastle, where Al-Jinn is tending the wheel. Maybe he knows.
>>260046
He grimaces as you send a shockwave of pain through his arm in an attempt to set the bone fractures. "Words like honey, but a sting like a bee. What a curious viper they've sent."
>>260047
You try to ease the pain, but there's not much you can do other than attempt to chill the region to numb it. It's not doing much for him.
You can see plenty of gems she would appreciate, but they're all safely in lockup. You don't think the quartermaster would appreciate you bashing down the door.
>>260045
The only one still working on the sails is some diamond dog wearing an eyepatch. He shrugs at you, and points at the aftcastle, where Al-Jinn is tending the wheel. Maybe he knows.
>>260046
He grimaces as you send a shockwave of pain through his arm in an attempt to set the bone fractures. "Words like honey, but a sting like a bee. What a curious viper they've sent."
>>260047
You try to ease the pain, but there's not much you can do other than attempt to chill the region to numb it. It's not doing much for him.
>>260055
"Bridgewater. Quiet town on Equestrian soil. There's a cove where we can wait out the storm. Might pick the bones while we leave, but they don't have much there. Farmers. Might not be worth the heat."
>>260060
You try your best to pry it open, but to no avail. It occurs to you that, on a boat full of thieves and plunderers, ponies more skilled than you in the art of breaking into vaults have probably tried this already.
>>260057
>>260056
You manage to numb the pain you caused and fix some of his fractures, but he's still breathing heavily. It doesn't look like he's enjoying himself.
He flails his newly-repaired leg about wildly in your direction. "Get off me, you harpy! Celestia save me from your evil!"
"Bridgewater. Quiet town on Equestrian soil. There's a cove where we can wait out the storm. Might pick the bones while we leave, but they don't have much there. Farmers. Might not be worth the heat."
>>260060
You try your best to pry it open, but to no avail. It occurs to you that, on a boat full of thieves and plunderers, ponies more skilled than you in the art of breaking into vaults have probably tried this already.
>>260057
>>260056
You manage to numb the pain you caused and fix some of his fractures, but he's still breathing heavily. It doesn't look like he's enjoying himself.
He flails his newly-repaired leg about wildly in your direction. "Get off me, you harpy! Celestia save me from your evil!"
>>260066
You quickly end up turned around, and before you know it, you're in the aftcastle poking into doors looking for him. You try one with an exquisite silver handle, and look inside.
The room is dark, with a single burning candle holding vigil in the middle. It's hard to make out anything for the shadows, but you curiously find yourself drawn inside…
>>260067
>>260068
As Magenta heads down to a lower deck, she bumps into Sandor, and he splashes wine everywhere. It tastes very good.
>>260071
>>260073
He stops flailing around, but he's still breathing heavily. "What purpose do you have for helping me?"
You quickly end up turned around, and before you know it, you're in the aftcastle poking into doors looking for him. You try one with an exquisite silver handle, and look inside.
The room is dark, with a single burning candle holding vigil in the middle. It's hard to make out anything for the shadows, but you curiously find yourself drawn inside…
>>260067
>>260068
As Magenta heads down to a lower deck, she bumps into Sandor, and he splashes wine everywhere. It tastes very good.
>>260071
>>260073
He stops flailing around, but he's still breathing heavily. "What purpose do you have for helping me?"
>>260093
>>260096
>>260097
Wine coats the chamber as Magenta slides back, but isn't fully lifted. It did give her coat a good cleaning, though.
>>260095
>>260099
"I am the one they call Redcoat. I used to be a part of the crew. They threw me in here for mutiny. In truth… and I suppose there's no point in keeping it secret now, since I've already let it out in torture… I'm a spy. Not for the pirates. For Equestria. I serve her Imperial Majesty, the Princess."
>>260096
>>260097
Wine coats the chamber as Magenta slides back, but isn't fully lifted. It did give her coat a good cleaning, though.
>>260095
>>260099
"I am the one they call Redcoat. I used to be a part of the crew. They threw me in here for mutiny. In truth… and I suppose there's no point in keeping it secret now, since I've already let it out in torture… I'm a spy. Not for the pirates. For Equestria. I serve her Imperial Majesty, the Princess."
>>260182
>>260186
All of these slams, slashes, and demon callings are loud, but none of them holds a candle to the explosion of noise that completely rocks the Pillager's Fancy.
As a dark silhouette ascends from Magenta's now-ragdolling form, alarm bells are being rung across the three boats.
Sandor cleaves for the monstrosity, but it bats him away, into the wall of the aftcastle. Still streaming, smoke-like at its base, from Magenta, it advances on him, until a shot rings out from the neighboring ship. A bullet tears through the black skull of the demon-beast, and he turns his focus upon a figure in the crow's nest of the Seaworthy.
Crewmembers with blades and guns flood out of each of the ships, and Al-Jinn, manning the wheel, takes wing immediately, cleaving along the monster's back.
A fog of smoke begins to set as a hail of gunfire starts, and blades meet the knees of the shadow. In seconds, it's all over. These pirates know what they're doing.
A unicorn wearing a captain's tricorne stomps on the monster, and it dissipates into smoke, then drawn into his horn.
"Who is responsible for this?"
>>260186
All of these slams, slashes, and demon callings are loud, but none of them holds a candle to the explosion of noise that completely rocks the Pillager's Fancy.
As a dark silhouette ascends from Magenta's now-ragdolling form, alarm bells are being rung across the three boats.
Sandor cleaves for the monstrosity, but it bats him away, into the wall of the aftcastle. Still streaming, smoke-like at its base, from Magenta, it advances on him, until a shot rings out from the neighboring ship. A bullet tears through the black skull of the demon-beast, and he turns his focus upon a figure in the crow's nest of the Seaworthy.
Crewmembers with blades and guns flood out of each of the ships, and Al-Jinn, manning the wheel, takes wing immediately, cleaving along the monster's back.
A fog of smoke begins to set as a hail of gunfire starts, and blades meet the knees of the shadow. In seconds, it's all over. These pirates know what they're doing.
A unicorn wearing a captain's tricorne stomps on the monster, and it dissipates into smoke, then drawn into his horn.
"Who is responsible for this?"
>>260211
The unicorn lifts the body of the goat with telekinesis. "What a pitiful display of control."
He moves in closer and examines it.
"Wounded, but unconscious. To the brig."
Al-Jinn lands and bows. "I will take the goat, and my report, to the Commodore."
Smitts interjects, "She was to be issued four pieces in the morning for her take."
In response, the Captain spits. "Have repairs deducted and we'll have her story when she wakes, then. I don't want her on my boat. I'm more than enough of a warlock for one boat. For an entire fleet, even."
Al-Jinn takes Magenta off toward the Darklantern, and the crowd begins to peel away, including Captain Abilio.
Smitts, however, remains. He looks at Sandor. "Anything else to report?"
The unicorn lifts the body of the goat with telekinesis. "What a pitiful display of control."
He moves in closer and examines it.
"Wounded, but unconscious. To the brig."
Al-Jinn lands and bows. "I will take the goat, and my report, to the Commodore."
Smitts interjects, "She was to be issued four pieces in the morning for her take."
In response, the Captain spits. "Have repairs deducted and we'll have her story when she wakes, then. I don't want her on my boat. I'm more than enough of a warlock for one boat. For an entire fleet, even."
Al-Jinn takes Magenta off toward the Darklantern, and the crowd begins to peel away, including Captain Abilio.
Smitts, however, remains. He looks at Sandor. "Anything else to report?"
>>260228
You are in the dreamless sleep of unconsciousness. You'll be out for a while. Probably for the best, given your wounds.
Al-Jinn strides into the brig of the Darklantern and tosses you into the second cell, then locks it.
He pauses for a moment. He doesn't seem to notice you're out of your cages or that Redcoat is awake… yet.
Roll for Hide, unicorns.
>>260229
He raises a brow, but says nothing. "You certainly were a fast responder. Perhaps you'll think to tell me the whole story in the morning." He walks off for his room.
You are in the dreamless sleep of unconsciousness. You'll be out for a while. Probably for the best, given your wounds.
Al-Jinn strides into the brig of the Darklantern and tosses you into the second cell, then locks it.
He pauses for a moment. He doesn't seem to notice you're out of your cages or that Redcoat is awake… yet.
Roll for Hide, unicorns.
>>260229
He raises a brow, but says nothing. "You certainly were a fast responder. Perhaps you'll think to tell me the whole story in the morning." He walks off for his room.
>>260242
>>260237
He stops and looks around. His eyes aren't yet adjusted. If you could just stay quiet for a little longer…
>>260245
You seem to be under loose pieces of wood on the main deck. You shake them off.
You don't remember falling asleep under wood.
Then you notice, someone has totally wrecked the main deck while you were asleep. Huge gashes in the main sail and mast. A massive, horse-shaped dent in the aftercastle. Pieces of wood totally blown out of the deck itself. This is going to take a while to fix.
>>260237
He stops and looks around. His eyes aren't yet adjusted. If you could just stay quiet for a little longer…
>>260245
You seem to be under loose pieces of wood on the main deck. You shake them off.
You don't remember falling asleep under wood.
Then you notice, someone has totally wrecked the main deck while you were asleep. Huge gashes in the main sail and mast. A massive, horse-shaped dent in the aftercastle. Pieces of wood totally blown out of the deck itself. This is going to take a while to fix.
>>260251
>>260254
He suddenly turns and his eyes come into focus.
"Hey, who's that over there? That you making all that racket, Redcoat? Want another round kissing the gunner's daughter?"
He gives you a look and whispers, "Promise to help me, or I'll yell."
>>260253
You're about to take a hammer to the first hole when it collapses under your weight and sends you into the gun deck. You land, rather painfully, doing the splits over a cannon.
>>260255
You don't feel a thing, good or bad.
>>260254
He suddenly turns and his eyes come into focus.
"Hey, who's that over there? That you making all that racket, Redcoat? Want another round kissing the gunner's daughter?"
He gives you a look and whispers, "Promise to help me, or I'll yell."
>>260253
You're about to take a hammer to the first hole when it collapses under your weight and sends you into the gun deck. You land, rather painfully, doing the splits over a cannon.
>>260255
You don't feel a thing, good or bad.
>>260272
>>260273
"Just rolling in my sleep, sir. No more torture, please."
Al-Jinn squints a little, but then shakes his head and begins to walk away. "You sure changed your tune fast, Redcoat. You're lucky I need to report to the Commodore." He leaves, and the butterflies in your stomach settle down a bit.
>>260273
"Just rolling in my sleep, sir. No more torture, please."
Al-Jinn squints a little, but then shakes his head and begins to walk away. "You sure changed your tune fast, Redcoat. You're lucky I need to report to the Commodore." He leaves, and the butterflies in your stomach settle down a bit.
>>260282
You peacefully roll over into a bail of hay that also happens to be full of needles. That's pretty cruel: this must have been Redcoat's old cell before they strapped him to the wall.
Good thing you're not awake for this. You're a goat pincushion!
>>260285
I'll let you off the hook so you can go interact with them this time, but plan more carefully in the future. You can't just say "I take an hour", then interact with ponies that haven't time skipped.
You peacefully roll over into a bail of hay that also happens to be full of needles. That's pretty cruel: this must have been Redcoat's old cell before they strapped him to the wall.
Good thing you're not awake for this. You're a goat pincushion!
>>260285
I'll let you off the hook so you can go interact with them this time, but plan more carefully in the future. You can't just say "I take an hour", then interact with ponies that haven't time skipped.
>>260302
It looks good… at least, you think it does. It's so dark and cloudy you aren't sure you can see anything anymore. You realize you completed most of your work by feel.
>>260306
All is quiet on the main deck of the Darklantern, but you notice based on your orientation that the brig is actually in the forecastle, an uncommon position in this kind of ship. The Darklantern must be custom-built. You see a figure up at the wheel, doing nothing at all. He occasionally walks to the edge to admire the sea. You could cross to the aftcastle if you wanted in the breaks.
>>260303
Most of the crew appear to have retired to quarters. For everyone but the four ranking officers on the ship, that's the bunk level.
It looks good… at least, you think it does. It's so dark and cloudy you aren't sure you can see anything anymore. You realize you completed most of your work by feel.
>>260306
All is quiet on the main deck of the Darklantern, but you notice based on your orientation that the brig is actually in the forecastle, an uncommon position in this kind of ship. The Darklantern must be custom-built. You see a figure up at the wheel, doing nothing at all. He occasionally walks to the edge to admire the sea. You could cross to the aftcastle if you wanted in the breaks.
>>260303
Most of the crew appear to have retired to quarters. For everyone but the four ranking officers on the ship, that's the bunk level.
>>260322
Al-Jinn is returning to the Pillager's Fancy as you finish up the repairs. He relates the story about Magenta, and her current position: the brig of the Darklantern.
"You're a nice kid, so I'll warn you now. If you try to spring her, we'll gut you."
>>260323
Third: Al-Jinn the Unscarred
Second: Miss Terrebonne
First: Quartermaster Smitts
Captain: Fullmaster Abilio
>>260325
Roll pls.
Al-Jinn is returning to the Pillager's Fancy as you finish up the repairs. He relates the story about Magenta, and her current position: the brig of the Darklantern.
"You're a nice kid, so I'll warn you now. If you try to spring her, we'll gut you."
>>260323
Third: Al-Jinn the Unscarred
Second: Miss Terrebonne
First: Quartermaster Smitts
Captain: Fullmaster Abilio
>>260325
Roll pls.
>>260320
"No! I'm just a simple pony trying my best to keep her family safe from harm! I don't need this kind of… crap!"
I sigh
"But fine, I promised I'd help. Even if you blackmailed me for it."
I pace around, noticing the goat from before lying unconscious in a cell. Frowning, I use Heal on her. '1d10+2'
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9
"No! I'm just a simple pony trying my best to keep her family safe from harm! I don't need this kind of… crap!"
I sigh
"But fine, I promised I'd help. Even if you blackmailed me for it."
I pace around, noticing the goat from before lying unconscious in a cell. Frowning, I use Heal on her. '1d10+2'
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9
>>260330
Goat is awake, aware, and acutely enclosed.
>>260333
You arrive in the cargo hold. Nothing has changed since you visited last.
>>260331
You fail an attempt at a stealthy combat roll miserably. Fortunately whoever is at the wheel doesn't seem to be paying any attention. Guess pretty much anything would have slid by him. Finally the dark wood helps you!
>>260338
Al-Jinn is almost entirely cloaked in cloth. You vaguely recall some desert culture that does that. He's obviously very muscular, though.
"Doc Peg? Yes, I think he awoke with the disturbance. You could go disturb him further in the bunk level. He's an odd sort. He probably won't mind. Or you could visit those prisoners on the Darklantern. Keymaster says they're alright."
Goat is awake, aware, and acutely enclosed.
>>260333
You arrive in the cargo hold. Nothing has changed since you visited last.
>>260331
You fail an attempt at a stealthy combat roll miserably. Fortunately whoever is at the wheel doesn't seem to be paying any attention. Guess pretty much anything would have slid by him. Finally the dark wood helps you!
>>260338
Al-Jinn is almost entirely cloaked in cloth. You vaguely recall some desert culture that does that. He's obviously very muscular, though.
"Doc Peg? Yes, I think he awoke with the disturbance. You could go disturb him further in the bunk level. He's an odd sort. He probably won't mind. Or you could visit those prisoners on the Darklantern. Keymaster says they're alright."
>>260357
You struggle to your hooves, using the bars of the cell. You're still totally drunk, though. Lightweight.
>>260348
You find the aftcastle and a stairway to the gunning deck, which likely branches to more rooms and floors. The aftcastle appears to hold the Commodore's room, and probably a few other minor ones, but you determine the first use by a small plaque.
>>260355
You have no problem getting across, and the door is unlocked.
You struggle to your hooves, using the bars of the cell. You're still totally drunk, though. Lightweight.
>>260348
You find the aftcastle and a stairway to the gunning deck, which likely branches to more rooms and floors. The aftcastle appears to hold the Commodore's room, and probably a few other minor ones, but you determine the first use by a small plaque.
>>260355
You have no problem getting across, and the door is unlocked.
>>260388
I look at the goat in shock.
She is indeed cuter when she gets angry. Oh by Tireks beard, those small tears forming from her eyes. I wonder what they taste like.
"Hold your butts, I am not into sticking my bone into someone, my back hurts and I need some healing. I will then approach someone upstairs to see if you can be release.d
I look at the goat in shock.
She is indeed cuter when she gets angry. Oh by Tireks beard, those small tears forming from her eyes. I wonder what they taste like.
"Hold your butts, I am not into sticking my bone into someone, my back hurts and I need some healing. I will then approach someone upstairs to see if you can be release.d
>>260394
Let me clarify. You are on the main deck, on the side of the aftcastle. This is the deck used for setting sails and boarding/disembarking. The aftcastle is a raised portion of the deck, on which the wheel is sitting. The aftcastle itself houses the Commodore's room and other partial suites accessed through his chambers.
Let me clarify. You are on the main deck, on the side of the aftcastle. This is the deck used for setting sails and boarding/disembarking. The aftcastle is a raised portion of the deck, on which the wheel is sitting. The aftcastle itself houses the Commodore's room and other partial suites accessed through his chambers.
>>260415
You head past all three gun decks and the auxiliary bunks, straight into the bilge.
This room is full of water, up to your neck. There are metal pumps in most of the room.
Good point to pause? It has been three hours, and family sprung SURPRISE OUT TO EAT DINNER on me. You can continue to RP, but no more NPC actions until I get back.
You head past all three gun decks and the auxiliary bunks, straight into the bilge.
This room is full of water, up to your neck. There are metal pumps in most of the room.
Good point to pause? It has been three hours, and family sprung SURPRISE OUT TO EAT DINNER on me. You can continue to RP, but no more NPC actions until I get back.
>>260455
"He's a guard to… lady.. whatshername? Ah it slipped my mind, perhaps I do have a short memory." I give her a toothy smile while scratching my head.
"He's a good chap and loyal too, by the way where are you headin now little one?"
>>260456
"Indeed, one can never get too much healers, specially on a boat like this."
"He's a guard to… lady.. whatshername? Ah it slipped my mind, perhaps I do have a short memory." I give her a toothy smile while scratching my head.
"He's a good chap and loyal too, by the way where are you headin now little one?"
>>260456
"Indeed, one can never get too much healers, specially on a boat like this."
>>260460
"Lady Alys, yes she has a sharp look on her eyes. Perhaps all three of us could talk sometime in the future, just for fun."
>>260463
Oh… this is too cute for me.
"I could fetch some food if you like, perhaps you want to tag along little one?"
>>260465
I look at the mother in disbelief.
"… you?" I smile.
"Lady Alys, yes she has a sharp look on her eyes. Perhaps all three of us could talk sometime in the future, just for fun."
>>260463
Oh… this is too cute for me.
"I could fetch some food if you like, perhaps you want to tag along little one?"
>>260465
I look at the mother in disbelief.
"… you?" I smile.
>>260480
>>260485
"Understandable, I myself do have doubts if my presence is acceptable in the lady's presence. Though speaking with a fellow swordsman under her service would'nt be too for her to mind."
>>260483
>>260486
Of all time.
"Your daughter is asking for food, so I thought it is a good idea to fetch some bread and apples down the mess hall."
>>260485
"Understandable, I myself do have doubts if my presence is acceptable in the lady's presence. Though speaking with a fellow swordsman under her service would'nt be too for her to mind."
>>260483
>>260486
Of all time.
"Your daughter is asking for food, so I thought it is a good idea to fetch some bread and apples down the mess hall."
>>260537
She stamps in place a bit. "It's a matter of pol-i-cy!" She stresses each syllable for that last word.
"But fine, you know what? I could actually use a favor… If you help me out, I think I could — ahem — look the other way. You don't want to make a bad first impression on the Commodore."
She stamps in place a bit. "It's a matter of pol-i-cy!" She stresses each syllable for that last word.
"But fine, you know what? I could actually use a favor… If you help me out, I think I could — ahem — look the other way. You don't want to make a bad first impression on the Commodore."
>>260534
"My mistake again, I will escort the two back to their cells."
….
Wait, why am I defending these two?
"Just asking, perhaps the commodore's attention is not needed. This is rather a small inconvenience and I fear that we may disturb him specially in such an hour of the night."
persuasion
'1d10'
Roll #1 6 = 6
"My mistake again, I will escort the two back to their cells."
….
Wait, why am I defending these two?
"Just asking, perhaps the commodore's attention is not needed. This is rather a small inconvenience and I fear that we may disturb him specially in such an hour of the night."
persuasion
'1d10'
Roll #1 6 = 6
>>260542
>>260547
She gives you a suspicious glare for a minute, then says, "AFTER you put the prisoners back in the brig, take this letter to Captain Abilio, aboard the Pillager's Fancy."
She levitates a letter out of her satchel.
"Don't read it, and DON'T tell him who it came from. If I find out you did either, I'll gut you."
>>260547
She gives you a suspicious glare for a minute, then says, "AFTER you put the prisoners back in the brig, take this letter to Captain Abilio, aboard the Pillager's Fancy."
She levitates a letter out of her satchel.
"Don't read it, and DON'T tell him who it came from. If I find out you did either, I'll gut you."
>>260608
The discussion immediately cuts off. After a moment, you hear two ponies plod up to the door. The door swings open inward.
The Fullmaster is there, still wearing his tricorne, but he's accompanied by a unicorn wearing a tuxedo. He looks pretty overdressed standing next to the rather practical warlock next to him. The nicely dressed Unicorn remarks, "We will continue this discussion later."
"Of course." Abilio turns to the two of you. "What is it?"
The discussion immediately cuts off. After a moment, you hear two ponies plod up to the door. The door swings open inward.
The Fullmaster is there, still wearing his tricorne, but he's accompanied by a unicorn wearing a tuxedo. He looks pretty overdressed standing next to the rather practical warlock next to him. The nicely dressed Unicorn remarks, "We will continue this discussion later."
"Of course." Abilio turns to the two of you. "What is it?"
>>260626
I put a hoof under her chin and gently make her look up at me, nodding.
"Look, sweetheart… I know you're very curious and all but… this place isn't safe, okay? We're not in our quaint town anymore. This is a ship full of mean ponies who do bad things. You know I'm just worried for you, right?"
I put a hoof under her chin and gently make her look up at me, nodding.
"Look, sweetheart… I know you're very curious and all but… this place isn't safe, okay? We're not in our quaint town anymore. This is a ship full of mean ponies who do bad things. You know I'm just worried for you, right?"
>>260661
When the sun rises, everyone feels much better. Time heals all wounds and hits. The sun is not truly visible behind all the cloud cover. The sea is rough and briny. The sky seems like it could burst into storm at the drop of a hat.
By the time you're up, everyone else is already at their stations. On the horizon, you can see the town of Bridgewater. As you plan to dock peacefully, you could potentially explore the town or pillage it. You seem to also remember being promised currency in the morning from the quartermaster.
In the brig, Redcoat is already awake and looking ready to chat.
When the sun rises, everyone feels much better. Time heals all wounds and hits. The sun is not truly visible behind all the cloud cover. The sea is rough and briny. The sky seems like it could burst into storm at the drop of a hat.
By the time you're up, everyone else is already at their stations. On the horizon, you can see the town of Bridgewater. As you plan to dock peacefully, you could potentially explore the town or pillage it. You seem to also remember being promised currency in the morning from the quartermaster.
In the brig, Redcoat is already awake and looking ready to chat.
>>260674
You visit the Quartermaster of the Pillager's Fancy, but Smitts is all business.
"You didn't bring in any bits, so you don't get any doubloons. We mint our currency by melting down bits. Maybe your goat friend can help you out. She brought in enough for a few doubloons. Was that what the brawl was over, last night? Money?"
>>260679
Everyone seems to be going about their business on the main deck. Nothing seems too strange. The Fullmaster is at the wheel, and the crew are all pulling tight the draws to full sail.
You visit the Quartermaster of the Pillager's Fancy, but Smitts is all business.
"You didn't bring in any bits, so you don't get any doubloons. We mint our currency by melting down bits. Maybe your goat friend can help you out. She brought in enough for a few doubloons. Was that what the brawl was over, last night? Money?"
>>260679
Everyone seems to be going about their business on the main deck. Nothing seems too strange. The Fullmaster is at the wheel, and the crew are all pulling tight the draws to full sail.
>>260689
He looks almost offended. "I may be a cutthroat, but I'm not about to break treasury procedures. She has to pick it up herself."
>>260691
"As I'll ever be."
>>260692
You don't know anyone on the deck except Mellow Marsh, so you ask him. "Aye. Nice work with the mast, by the way. Don't think I didn't notice it magically fixed by morning. The town we're approaching is Bridgewater. It's a farming and fishing town. Probably not worth our time, but we're just bunkering for the storm. You should go get your doubloons from Smitts. I think we owe you two."
He looks almost offended. "I may be a cutthroat, but I'm not about to break treasury procedures. She has to pick it up herself."
>>260691
"As I'll ever be."
>>260692
You don't know anyone on the deck except Mellow Marsh, so you ask him. "Aye. Nice work with the mast, by the way. Don't think I didn't notice it magically fixed by morning. The town we're approaching is Bridgewater. It's a farming and fishing town. Probably not worth our time, but we're just bunkering for the storm. You should go get your doubloons from Smitts. I think we owe you two."
>>260696
Hmmm… docking safely, perhaps this are the times when the poor can sleep peacefully than the rich.
"Thanks for that."
I then approach smitts and ask for my bits/doobluns. Then perhaps visit the two prisoners and then head to town after meeting them(and taking in memory their cute looks).
Hmmm… docking safely, perhaps this are the times when the poor can sleep peacefully than the rich.
"Thanks for that."
I then approach smitts and ask for my bits/doobluns. Then perhaps visit the two prisoners and then head to town after meeting them(and taking in memory their cute looks).
>>260706
You search your pockets most thoroughly, but find them bare of coin.
>>260707
He looks worse with the light streaming in through the slit-like windows of the brig. He's totally bruised and his arm that you didn't fix is bent at a nauseating angle. He looks in high spirits, though.
>>260704
"So I'm not sure how we're going to do this, because I don't think you'd be very good at killing ponies. I did get a great new piece of information, though!"
>>260710
You get your two doubloons without trouble. Looks like you get one doubloon for every fifty bits you bring back. This thing is heavy, and you think it's probably solid gold! They must be purifying the gold coating on the bits by separating it from the low-value metals below, then minting the coins from the refined gold.
You search your pockets most thoroughly, but find them bare of coin.
>>260707
He looks worse with the light streaming in through the slit-like windows of the brig. He's totally bruised and his arm that you didn't fix is bent at a nauseating angle. He looks in high spirits, though.
>>260704
"So I'm not sure how we're going to do this, because I don't think you'd be very good at killing ponies. I did get a great new piece of information, though!"
>>260710
You get your two doubloons without trouble. Looks like you get one doubloon for every fifty bits you bring back. This thing is heavy, and you think it's probably solid gold! They must be purifying the gold coating on the bits by separating it from the low-value metals below, then minting the coins from the refined gold.
>>260721
"I need you because of the information I got! While you were sleeping, I heard the Commodore on the deck. He said that he let you out of your cell and that you can walk around freely as long as we aren't docked! He says he doesn't think there's anywhere you can swim to while away from shore. I need you because I can't leave the prison. Speaking of which, I think we're docking soon, so they may come to lock you up."
>>260726
That other arm is looking much better now.
"I need you because of the information I got! While you were sleeping, I heard the Commodore on the deck. He said that he let you out of your cell and that you can walk around freely as long as we aren't docked! He says he doesn't think there's anywhere you can swim to while away from shore. I need you because I can't leave the prison. Speaking of which, I think we're docking soon, so they may come to lock you up."
>>260726
That other arm is looking much better now.
>>260748
"Easy. All you have to do is fix up that goat in the other cell. I heard them talking this morning. She's crazy. If she breaks out, she'll probably maul her way through the crew when we hit land. Then you can get the key to these shackles, and I can go kill the Commodore."
>>260751
He points you down stairs to the hold. You sheepishly wind up opening the first crate you see. It's brimming with marshmellows.
"Easy. All you have to do is fix up that goat in the other cell. I heard them talking this morning. She's crazy. If she breaks out, she'll probably maul her way through the crew when we hit land. Then you can get the key to these shackles, and I can go kill the Commodore."
>>260751
He points you down stairs to the hold. You sheepishly wind up opening the first crate you see. It's brimming with marshmellows.
>>260815
Oh thats why, I give her a look of concern and slowly move to her.
"Please, dont be afraid. I am not one of the ponies who attacked your village. I am actually new here and is actually the one who repairs the ship so I am not the one who takes for the fighting itself."
I sigh.
"Can I sit next to you?"
Oh thats why, I give her a look of concern and slowly move to her.
"Please, dont be afraid. I am not one of the ponies who attacked your village. I am actually new here and is actually the one who repairs the ship so I am not the one who takes for the fighting itself."
I sigh.
"Can I sit next to you?"
>>260828
Dont be hasty.
With that, I sit next to her and eat some of marhsmallows.
"I'm just a shipbuilder, I've worked on some other job but what I like the most is repairing ships. I've been one ever since I am just as small as you."
I then relax a bit and extend slowly my paws to pet her mane.
"So how about you? What did you and your mother did back when you are not out in the sea?"
Dont be hasty.
With that, I sit next to her and eat some of marhsmallows.
"I'm just a shipbuilder, I've worked on some other job but what I like the most is repairing ships. I've been one ever since I am just as small as you."
I then relax a bit and extend slowly my paws to pet her mane.
"So how about you? What did you and your mother did back when you are not out in the sea?"
>>260839
I levitate one of the marshmallows over to me and take small bites of it.
"Oh… then what are you doing on this ship with all these nasty people?"
I flinch and pull away when I notice his paw reaching for my mane, but gradually relax and let him.
"We were doctors… well, my mama was a doctor. I just helped her."
I levitate one of the marshmallows over to me and take small bites of it.
"Oh… then what are you doing on this ship with all these nasty people?"
I flinch and pull away when I notice his paw reaching for my mane, but gradually relax and let him.
"We were doctors… well, my mama was a doctor. I just helped her."
>>260880
"Hmmm.. perhaps if I can help it I can let Springs.. err mama tag along. But no promises since we will be watched by the crews and you two have been seen one time remember?"
I then put a paw on her hoof and held it gently.
"Also promise me this, do not tell your mama about our conversation on the tour of the ship. Because first I dont want her to be excited, then be sad if I failed at showing up in time of the tour of the ship, second I am afraid she might tell the other crews about our plan."
"Promise?" I give her a smile.
"Hmmm.. perhaps if I can help it I can let Springs.. err mama tag along. But no promises since we will be watched by the crews and you two have been seen one time remember?"
I then put a paw on her hoof and held it gently.
"Also promise me this, do not tell your mama about our conversation on the tour of the ship. Because first I dont want her to be excited, then be sad if I failed at showing up in time of the tour of the ship, second I am afraid she might tell the other crews about our plan."
"Promise?" I give her a smile.
>>260922
RP wise, I myself am getting the creeps with typing the part about promises. Also pause?
It takes awhile for me to release her, after that I take the empty bowls(use it to hide my agitated parts) and head for the door.
"Alright little filly, you got a promise. I will see you around later and I'll look if I can carry foodstuffs back here when I got the time later."
RP wise, I myself am getting the creeps with typing the part about promises. Also pause?
It takes awhile for me to release her, after that I take the empty bowls(use it to hide my agitated parts) and head for the door.
"Alright little filly, you got a promise. I will see you around later and I'll look if I can carry foodstuffs back here when I got the time later."