<hr/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5f/d1/d1/5fd1d1615692c5474bd258746d2e3cea.jpg)</div><strong>Post Type</strong>Actions for the week<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Selevahn<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Don't Fall Inn!; Back Table--during the week.<br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/>The Captain sat casually in the back of the inn. The deep blue of his coat almost glowed like the far reaches of the ocean, the white was crisp and pristine. Upon his fine mane of well kept hair, a cocked or tricorne hat sat crisp and stiff, the edges perfection and without hint of wear or fraying. Gold braiding and piping on his garments, literally gleaming as if made of actual precious metal. A minor spell working ensured that his clothing loudly advertised, that this was an elf to be reckoned with. His facial whiskers were trimmed and perfect, having earlier made a most unneeded visit to Phuk Niktim, a barber near Alwyn's shop.<br/><br/>Around the table, place settings were present as might befit a dinner of dignified guests. At those settings were food, and drinks of choice, mostly rum with the exception of that one bubbly ginger water with cherry flavoring. And at the finely set places were rough men and women. Six of them. Formidable Captains who together had 17 and a half limbs, 39 teeth, 78 tatoos, and 156 years of combined naval experience.<br/><br/>Yakin Hackem, unhear from outside the group, due to the benefit of Selevahn's silencing spell was the first to offer a question. "What about de likes of Brogre's crew?"<br/><br/>"Well, Captain Hackem, that is a most<em>excellent</em>question! In the event..."<br/>Selevahn began with a smile and easy diction, as he had been waiting for this.<br/><br/>"Fuck that seeping wart on Posideon's left sack!" Foul Annie, the Hobgoblin, in charge of the Dainty Rose growled. "Me 'n mine are sick of that festering canker on Ezili's barnacle crusted tits!" She punctuated the remark by punching the table, as others quickly lifted their drinks lest they spill. Licking her snarling lips she grabbed the Fillet Mignon on her plate in one hand, blood squirting and leaking as she squeezed it in her fist and bit off half, to swallow in one mass.<br/><br/>"Eloquently spoken!" Selevahn smiled kindly. "I understand everyone's frustration and apprehension of a possible disruption from possibly unsympathetic parties. Hence, the nature of the proposal."<br/><br/>The meeting had opened with a toast of fine port. Now slicing into his dish, he began to eat a bite, washing it down with a fine rum. Later they would hopefully seal their pact with another toast of Sherry. As they spoke a sly looking Tanuki  would make rounds, ensuring all drink cups were filled. He finished chewing and drinking from his cup, giving time to let his words hang and build excitement before he continued, "As you well know the sea lanes are becoming more difficult to travel." Muttering and acknowledgments from all around could be heard.<br/><br/>"The Princess' rule is..."<br/><br/>"Shit?" offered a voice before being chastised.<br/><br/>"Yer sailing inta da wind! Maybe ye fucking Pollywogs could you shut yer jibs so as de Captin can speak his mind. He's feeding and watering your filthy bilges!" May Hamm of the Organ Grinder, snapped harshly as Selevahn continued.<br/><br/>"In a word, yes. " he nodded. "The harbor is ill kept, and order is breaking down. Other ports are starting to feel that trade with Hexville is less than promising due to policies. Merchant prices are either too low or too high as they try to compensate for lack of stability. Press gangs are roaming freely snatching good crew from our ships and no one can hold down order. The slums are literally on fire and we recently had an open revolt! " Selevahn reminded himself to give Kieri a gift for that good fortune.<br/><br/>"The time is right for a smart,<em>wise</em>, Captain to make good fortune. That is why I have assembled<em>YOU</em>six first. All of you, are salty dogs of the tide and venerable shell backs.", he could see them nod and make small sounds of agreement and acquiescence to his flattery. "We can ally together. One fleet, under one flag. Each Captain is still that. No loss of power or position,<em>only</em>gain!<br/><br/>We will join our ships together as one large fleet, and our treasuries as a communal fund. As such we will have a far more prodigious amount of purchasing power and capital. This will allow us to dictate terms of our own making with the merchants and guild houses. We can divvy up amounts and types of cargo and the sea lanes we ply in order to maximize profit and minimize losses had by getting in each other's way and competing amongst ourselves.<br/><br/>By pooling our ships, crews, and guns, we will provide for a mutual defense that cannot be overcome. We will intermix crew in a roving shore patrol, to help Sergeant Roux. This will help keep and enforce order, as well as gain us gratitude and inroads with the city watch. By force of tonnage, our ships will by arrival or departure influence commerce on a scale unseen. We can overrun the realm with supplies and trade goods and riches, or starve it if the need arise. With enough guns we can police the coast, and if the likes of Brogre and others force it, we can blockade the harbor and bring them to heel or force them to join our ranks.<br/><br/>With this we can bring stability to Hexville and it's people AND a large and steady influx to our coffers. We will confer with one another regularly to ensure that needs are met, and potential trouble is headed off. The rich and merchant class will be able to invest and ease the burden of our expenses for a percentage, and the poor of the slums will have more plentiful work on the ships, and in the docks and harbor."<br/><br/>As he continued his plan for each district and each captain, he could see the excitement building. Soon, the others were offering ideas and working together as they fine tuned the particulars. Leaning over to Port Holes, his Tanuki crewman, and the best lookout in his fleet he whispered instructions. With a knowing nod, he set the pitchers down, and quietly left on his appointed task.