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Post by laserbolt on May 18, 2014 4:13:10 GMT
In search of adventure, you find a poster in the sleepy port town of Innshoof. It seems to be some sort of call for a pirate crew. You can tell, because it says; CREW WANTED:Adventurers of Loose Morals wanted for the tracking and recovery of Blackhoof's treasure Inquire at the Rusty Plow with Crossbolt, the gray stallion with the scar on his mark.
Information Required: Name: Appearance: Background: Special Skills: Desired Position on Crew: Criminal Record: Past Injuries (If any):
You decide to head to the Rusty Plow, a tavern that, although clean and quiet, seems to be just on the edge of breaking into a fight at any moment. Ponies laugh, and ponies drink. Some do neither, and just lay there, head down on the table. You see the stallion mentioned in the poster, with no drink. He has a table with a quill and parchment on it, and stares ahead. "I hope yer here for the job."
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 18, 2014 13:48:19 GMT
Walking into the Rusty Plow, a burly griffon halling what looks to be a traitor unicorn pirate by his horn. The griffon stands a good x1.5 taller then even an normal earth pony. his dusty golden coat and feathers have that uniue sparkle to them like someone knows how to keep themselves from going completly out of it on the sea. An eye patch covers his left eye but nothing seams wrong with the area around it or the other eye. The white area under his head and around his neck is pristine white dispite the dust covering most of the rest of him. "Ye stay put now. I'm not done with ye yet, snitch. Ye got me old capt'n hung and now ye will pay. What do we do to snitchz, mates!?" He first says to the unicorn, then to the rest of the tavern. He looks to the would be captain, going over to him at his table and says, "Word on the sea says, ye be looking for a crew? Me Namez Storm Gunner. If ye need either a weapon master or a navigator, who can take on the most fierce of storms, then I'm ya griffon."
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 18, 2014 13:48:29 GMT
Walking into the Rusty Plow, a burly griffon halling what looks to be a traitor unicorn pirate by his horn. The griffon stands a good x1.5 taller then even an normal earth pony. his dusty golden coat and feathers have that uniue sparkle to them like someone knows how to keep themselves from going completly out of it on the sea. An eye patch covers his left eye but nothing seams wrong with the area around it or the other eye. The white area under his head and around his neck is pristine white dispite the dust covering most of the rest of him. "Ye stay put now. I'm not done with ye yet, snitch. Ye got me old capt'n hung and now ye will pay. What do we do to snitchz, mates!?" He first says to the unicorn, then to the rest of the tavern. He looks to the would be captain, going over to him at his table and says, "Word on the sea says, ye be looking for a crew? Me Namez Storm Gunner. If ye need either a weapon master or a navigator, who can take on the most fierce of storms, then I'm ya griffon."
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Post by laserbolt on May 18, 2014 19:38:46 GMT
The unicorn looked at the griffon, and raised an eyebrow. "Got anything on record?"
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 18, 2014 19:50:38 GMT
Gunner looks the, want to be, captain directly is his eyes and says, "Records? All ship and crew records went up in smoke because of t'is snitch. When me finished with him, he will think the plank a blessing." The griffon goes over to the snitch of a unicorn and says, while readying a talon to punch him, "Da gallows were never meant for the likes of ya. Me will make ya regret snitchin' on me old capt'n and for disrespectin him by burning hiz ship."
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Post by laserbolt on May 19, 2014 0:23:38 GMT
Gunner looks the, want to be, captain directly is his eyes and says, " Records? All ship and crew records went up in smoke because of t'is snitch. When me finished with him, he will think the plank a blessing." The griffon goes over to the snitch of a unicorn and says, while readying a talon to punch him, " Da gallows were never meant for the likes of ya. Me will make ya regret snitchin' on me old capt'n and for disrespectin him by burning hiz ship."The captain rolled his eyes. "I meant criminal record. I could care less about yer rat problem." He motioned to the unicorn, bloody and beaten. "While we're at it, what's yer faith?"
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Post by Bane Emural on May 19, 2014 0:56:39 GMT
Jaggard Deadwing, a once respected and ruthless captain, is sitting down on one of the tables drinking Rum. He looks at the Help Wanted paper then at the recruiter. He gets up from his table and grabbed the bottle of rum. He walks towards the recruiter and stops right behind the griffon and unicorn, waiting for them to finish up.
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 19, 2014 1:02:00 GMT
The griffon looks over to the soon to be captain and says, "Ah that. Never been caught or me wouldn't be here." He then at the next question thinks for a moment then says, "Easy, The sea itself. Beyond that, none. Me will walk that plank when me get to it. Any more questions?" the unicorn says, "Please help me. I didn't do what this one says I did. I am just a guy in the wrong place at the wrong time."
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Post by laserbolt on May 19, 2014 1:17:29 GMT
The griffon looks over to the soon to be captain and says, " Ah that. Never been caught or me wouldn't be here." He then at the next question thinks for a moment then says, " Easy, The sea itself. Beyond that, none. Me will walk that plank when me get to it. Any more questions?" the unicorn says, "Please help me. I didn't do what this one says I did. I am just a guy in the wrong place at the wrong time." Cross reached towards another table and grabbed a bottle, winging it at the beaten unicorn. The bottle shattered on his head, and he let out a weak whimper. "Shut yer trap." He turned back to the griffon. "One more. Storm Gunner, that's a pony name. Most griffons are named things like Jebediah, or Lewis. Any reason you went with a pony name?"
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Post by Moonbacon on May 19, 2014 1:21:02 GMT
Blade Raven entered the Rusty Plow her black coat and gray mane looked quite unnatural "So i heard your looking a crew well if you need a able fighter or scout or both i'm your pony " Raven said to the unicorn.
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Post by laserbolt on May 19, 2014 1:22:18 GMT
Cross turned to the mare, glaring. "You wait yer turn, like him." He motioned to the pony standing behind Storm.
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 19, 2014 17:39:19 GMT
The griffon laughed whole heartedly at that question and says, "Because it is my name. My father is a Pegasus and my mother a griffon. When it came to looks and skills, I took after mother."
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Post by laserbolt on May 19, 2014 20:25:04 GMT
Crossbolt raised an eyebrow. "That's... certainly interesting information." He leaned in close to the griffon. "Some friendly advice; you may want to keep that information to yourself when we start out. Ponies 'round here get it, but you never know." He reached out a hoof. "Welcome to the crew of the Mandrake." He waved to Jaggard. "Next."
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 19, 2014 21:01:23 GMT
The griffon waves a thanks to the captain and goes over to the unicorn and says, "Today's ya lucky day. If t'is pony breaks ya of the snitching, ya can go. But only if the capt'n says so. Be at the bar, Mate." The last set of words was probably meant for the captain.
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Post by Bane Emural on May 19, 2014 21:09:42 GMT
Jaggard came next and sits down. He is a navy-blue pegasus with sage-green mane and tail. His right eye is black and the other is blinded. There is a scar going down across his left eye. He seems to be wearing an torn and rugged pirate captain's uniform. On it are a sword and 4 flintlock pistols. On the wings are jagged wing blades. Jaggard looks at the recruiter. "The names Jaggard Deadwing. Former captain of the ship, Jagged Horn. The fastest brig in the Seas. I'm here to see if ye are in need of a helmspony to steer ye ship."
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