Kelewen

Slave ship wrecked

Brinley ran hard, but found herself barely keeping up with the others and slowly falling behind. A solid band of iron was still in place around her left ankle, a broken piece of chain attached to it and just short enough that she couldn't hold it in her hands as she ran. It kept catching on small plants and sticks, often time striking her right calf or causing her to almost trip.

Adrenaline and fear kept her forging ahead. But suddenly the end of the chain caught firmly between a tree root and a rock. Brinley fell forward hard, the impact nearly knocking the breath from her chest. As quickly as she could manage, she was back on her knees and tried to pull the chain loose, but found it very firmly lodged in place. "Wait! Help, please!" she called to the others desperately, praying that they weren't already too far ahead to hear her.

Brinley:

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Ulric, along with several hand-picked crewman, set out along the trail left by the escapees. They were well equipped with weapons, ropes, shackles, and rations. But taking the time to gather their supplies had given the slaves almost an hour head start. No matter, he thought as they reached the edge of the beach where the trail headed into the rather jungl-ish terrain beyond. It would take a few days to get the ship repaired enough to be seaworthy again. All the more time to enjoy the hunt.

Ulric:

Slave ship wrecked

Welcome! This will be a 'make it up as we go along' style RP, so feel free to introduce NPCs, obstacles, villains, or anything else you think would make for an interesting story. Introduce and develop your character(s) through the story and we'll see where it takes us.

Rules:

Have fun!
If you introduce a character, then he/she is yours to control unless you specify otherwise.
Please be considerate of other peoples' fun. If you want to kill off a character, work out with the player of that character how to make it cool!

Traditional fantasy - Jump in / Make it up as we go!

The first is going pretty well, so I thought I'd make another one! Slave ship wrecked

Slave ship wrecked

The storm tossed the Crimson Eel around for hours and hours, rocking the vessel so far on to her side that it seemed she was in constant danger of going belly up. But each time, the sturdy ship righted herself again, plowing ahead through the waves. The strong wind pushed the vessel far off course, sending her south into uncharted waters.

Below deck, the sailors hunkered down, some white with fear, others smiling grimly as they wondered if this would be the storm that finally did them in.

And below the sailors, in the hull, was their living cargo, shackled and crowded together for the journey...

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"Three of the slaves are drowned, Captain," Ulric reported as the crew was gathered on the foreign beach, surveying the extent of the damage to the Crimson Eel and the hole in her hull. "But it seems a length of the chain broke and some have escaped." Ulric gestured inland, where a line of prints in the sand showed where the escapees had crossed the beach.

The captain growled in irritation. "Take a few of the men. Find the runaways."

Ulric nodded, smiling slightly as he turned. He lived for things like this...

Fortune or Fate?

The human version of the events of two generations passed was probably very different than the elven version. Though Rook had no reason to doubt the version she'd heard numerous times from her grandfather and then her father.

The rock trolls, orcs, and ogres united under a single banner, calling themselves the Bloodcrushers. They pushed south and launched an assault on the northern elven territories, their sheer numbers were enough to threaten to overrun them completely. The elves, fighting desperately to hold back the tide of the Bloodcrushers, had reached out to the human kingdoms to the west, pleading for help, offering fertile land if only the humans would send aid. The human armies heeded the call of their allies, bringing thousands of cavalry to aid the elves. And together, they pushed back the horde, though hundreds of human soldiers lost their lives.

And then the elves refused their promise, offering only a small token of land, an insult really to the memory of the hundreds who had died to save elven lives. After months of failed negotiations, the human lords grew impatient at the haughty elven nobles. They banded together and took the promised land by force. Already diminished by the fight with the Bloodcrushers, the elves ceded quickly.

While there was tension for decades, slowly relations were getting better.

However, Rook wasn't thinking of her history lessons as she fought her way through a tangle of briars that tore at her shirt. She was thinking only of putting distance between herself and Marius. She thought she heard something moving ahead. Hoping it was Kaiden, she pushed her way forward...

Fortune or Fate?

@bloonewb, if @Blox doesn't post to the scuffle between your characters by the end of the day, I think it would be okay for you to dictate the outcome of the next "round".

Tower of the Black Pearl

Tamra hesitated at the monk's suggestion to use one of the bound and unconscious men. But who knew what they might face on the other side of that portal? And having even one of them weakened from blood loss could be problematic. She nodded at Charlie. "We could patch them up, make sure they don't bleed to death on us," she rationalized, feeling rather guilty as the words left her mouth, but she did not take them back.

Instead, she walked over to the rope and gave a holler up through where they had come. "Arnold? Would you fetch one of our friends from the roof? We've got a job for him..." She purposefully didn't mentioned why they wanted him, worried that the cleric might not be willing to go along with the idea.

She looked at the others in the room, "If we get that open, what's the plan? We could be facing the friends of the fellows guarding the roof..." She trailed off, realizing they could really be facing almost anything on the other side of that portal.

@Ramzam @DreadPirate @AwesomeZero5 @Noodles

Fortune or Fate?

Rook swung the tip of her knocked arrow away from Marius, then toward Lily and then the wizard's robes and then the naked wizard and finally at the elf pointing down at them with his own bow, still trying to decide who was aligned with who and who was actually a threat to her and to Kaiden.

But it was Marius and the rather terrifying word that he spoke that finally convinced her that the best course of action was to get the hell out of there... as fast as possible. Deciding to the abandon the map, for going for it would have taken her closer to the others, she turned and hurried in the same direction where Kaiden had disappeared.

If only she could find her companion quickly, maybe that demonic bandaged thing back there would content itself killing the others while they got away from here.

@Blox@bloonewb

Fortune or Fate?

Sure.

Though if any more random travelers show up at this spot in the woods, maybe the fortune could better be made opening a tavern than delving into ruins.

Fortune or Fate?

Rook let out a yelp of surprise when Lily collided with her from above, convinced for a moment that they really were surrounded by this Marius fellow and his henchmen!

Not yet realizing that she knew her attacker, Rook quickly snatched up one of the arrows that had fallen loose from the quiver during the fall and had it knocked to her bow string almost by the time she was back to her feet. "Kaiden!" she yelled again, barely keeping the note of panic from her voice. She was still unaware that her companion was in a battle of his own. The archer held the bow with the string pulled halfway back, disheveled hair falling down across her right eye while she swept the arrow tip in the general direction of the strangers, intent on lodging the sharpened projectile into the gut of whichever "attacker" came toward her first.