The Crosswind had run the same route countless times before in its life, across captains and crews, the storied vessel had always connected the same continents across the same oceans and islands. It was a massive ship, carried aloft by four masts and an army of square sails. The entirety of its leviathan hull was painted snow white, and from the lettering on its prow to the finish of its deck the ship had been painstakingly maintained. So to was its schedule, as it had the privileged of servicing three dozen separate island nations on its voyage and for some of them it served as their only contact to the greater world. It carried passengers and cargo between all of them, across the seas and to everything in between, or so its management liked to boast. On its last day, three hundred and twenty seven passengers had placed their faith in the Crosswind and its crew. Most of them had paid their way, but with them came the usual margin of stowaways and refugees. Some of them were fleeing their homelands, some were simply going home. They were drawn from all the corners of the world, their only commonality laid in their unfortunate fate. Storms had driven the route of the Crosswind since its departure, and the white ship had fled from the clouds all the way. The route was often plagued by such tropical squalls when the seasons changed, but among the myriad of atolls and isles along the way there was never want for a place to hide and await safe passage. The new captain, however, was not a hiding man. Faced with storms and bearing nothing but a strong vessel and a freshly minted badge of command, he chose to race the clouds and dare to find an opening in the front. With sextant and compass in hand, he charted the way to the Crosswind's last folly.
Each narrow escape followed another, and before long the Crosswind found itself caught out by the oncoming storm. Before them laid the island of Jedea, a verdant, jungle covered place that bore none of the scars associated with human habitation. Moss covered cliffs surrounded by lethal outcroppings sealed most of the island from conventional landing, only a few beaches were noted on the charts, and it was known to be utterly without harbors. The catamaran vessels of local island traders could always be found in the shallows. Their accounts as well as those of travelers told of a secluded, peaceable people that had simply been passed over by the world. It was upon them that the captain decided to lay his hopes, as well as those of his passengers, as he decided to beach his ship. The winds had risen and the sea swell had already made maneuvering difficult, returning to open water was impossible and remaining around the stone fingers protruding from the water was suicidal. One of the island's beaches, a spill of beautiful white sand, was within sight directly off the bow. The ship could be unstuck in the shallow waters, but it could not be unsunk if its bottom were scraped away.
The vessel never made it to the shore. Heavy winds and rolling waves carried the ship beyond control, and like a child's toy it was smashed against the rocks and torn into pieces. Whatever circumstances contrived the disaster were lost in the dark, as few aboard ever made it onto the island and even those who had been on deck at the time saw little in the haze. The captain and most of his officers never reappeared from the twisted remains of the storied white ship. In pieces, it was discarded along the shore. Some went straight to ground, others were swept downwind and all in general were scattered across the entire beach. The impenetrable canopy of the storm and the setting sun left nothing but blackness on the survivors, and over the roaring of the waves screams filled the night for hours as the lucky were swept to shore and the unfortunate trapped in the frigid sea. Separated into individuals and small groups by the storm and its dense fog, cold and lost, and only sometimes informed that the island was inhabited, the survivors of the Crosswind were left with no other choice but to seek salvation in the silent jungle.
Rules:
1: General roleplay etiquette is a must, avoid things like godmodding and powerplay as a rule and please respect your fellow roleplayer.
2: There is no requirements for the length of your character sheet but I always like to encourage descriptiveness.
3: Remain active in the thread. I won't penalize people for not being around and there isn't a hard and fast requirement for posting, but don't be a stranger or at least inform me if you can't be around in the case that we're waiting on your post to continue.
4: This thread will not close, feel free to put a character up any time and I'll get you situated with the thread.
Character Sheet Format:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Clothing/Armor:
Belongings/Weapons:
Personality:
History:
Feel free to add or combine sections as you see fit for your character's description.
Character list:
Name / Player / Post Link
Oliver Rennalt / DrowsyPangolin / Post Link
Deacon Marconi / Gentlemanvaultboy / Post Link
Each narrow escape followed another, and before long the Crosswind found itself caught out by the oncoming storm. Before them laid the island of Jedea, a verdant, jungle covered place that bore none of the scars associated with human habitation. Moss covered cliffs surrounded by lethal outcroppings sealed most of the island from conventional landing, only a few beaches were noted on the charts, and it was known to be utterly without harbors. The catamaran vessels of local island traders could always be found in the shallows. Their accounts as well as those of travelers told of a secluded, peaceable people that had simply been passed over by the world. It was upon them that the captain decided to lay his hopes, as well as those of his passengers, as he decided to beach his ship. The winds had risen and the sea swell had already made maneuvering difficult, returning to open water was impossible and remaining around the stone fingers protruding from the water was suicidal. One of the island's beaches, a spill of beautiful white sand, was within sight directly off the bow. The ship could be unstuck in the shallow waters, but it could not be unsunk if its bottom were scraped away.
The vessel never made it to the shore. Heavy winds and rolling waves carried the ship beyond control, and like a child's toy it was smashed against the rocks and torn into pieces. Whatever circumstances contrived the disaster were lost in the dark, as few aboard ever made it onto the island and even those who had been on deck at the time saw little in the haze. The captain and most of his officers never reappeared from the twisted remains of the storied white ship. In pieces, it was discarded along the shore. Some went straight to ground, others were swept downwind and all in general were scattered across the entire beach. The impenetrable canopy of the storm and the setting sun left nothing but blackness on the survivors, and over the roaring of the waves screams filled the night for hours as the lucky were swept to shore and the unfortunate trapped in the frigid sea. Separated into individuals and small groups by the storm and its dense fog, cold and lost, and only sometimes informed that the island was inhabited, the survivors of the Crosswind were left with no other choice but to seek salvation in the silent jungle.
Rules:
1: General roleplay etiquette is a must, avoid things like godmodding and powerplay as a rule and please respect your fellow roleplayer.
2: There is no requirements for the length of your character sheet but I always like to encourage descriptiveness.
3: Remain active in the thread. I won't penalize people for not being around and there isn't a hard and fast requirement for posting, but don't be a stranger or at least inform me if you can't be around in the case that we're waiting on your post to continue.
4: This thread will not close, feel free to put a character up any time and I'll get you situated with the thread.
Character Sheet Format:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Clothing/Armor:
Belongings/Weapons:
Personality:
History:
Feel free to add or combine sections as you see fit for your character's description.
Character list:
Name / Player / Post Link
Oliver Rennalt / DrowsyPangolin / Post Link
Deacon Marconi / Gentlemanvaultboy / Post Link
