7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)
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				Title: <strong>7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evilnerf</strong> on <strong>21-08-2021, 15:56:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">7th Sea: The Black Dog</span></div><br><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f9/66/a6/f966a6d1b32030cff0db734cbc0e8143.jpg)</div><br>"Wind coming from the northeast!"&nbsp; Someone yelled out from somewhere on the Black Dog.&nbsp; It was belayed by three others as the news made it's way down from for to prow of the Brig.&nbsp; People quickly began to untie and retie ropes on the ship, not needing to be told that that the wind needed to be caught as quickly as they could manage it.<br><br>A brassy woman stepped out from the Quarterdeck.&nbsp; She held in her hand a drinking mug.&nbsp; It contained tea rather than rum since it was still early in the morning.&nbsp; She ducked her head through the low door and onto the deck, happy to see crew about their business.&nbsp; The Black Dog had been stuck not far off the shore of Avalon for two days now with naught a flurry of wind to her name.&nbsp; Now though, now they were finally able to get underway.<br><br>"Mister Collins!"&nbsp; She yelled to one of her crewmembers, "Get word to the Lieutenants that I have words for 'em!"&nbsp; The young man quickly tipped his non-existent hat to the Captain and hurried off to make sure the senior staff knew to find their Captain.<br><br>Iron Kate took a breath of the sea air and let out a happy sigh.&nbsp; "This is it Laddies and Lassies,"&nbsp; She said in a bellowful voice to anyone and everyone around.&nbsp; "The start of our latest adventure.&nbsp; Can you all feel it?&nbsp; The hunger?"&nbsp; She let out a loud laugh and patted the shoulder of a passing crewmember, hoping to pass along her sense of excitement and her thirst for adventure. <br><br>The Black Dog was fully supplied, fully crewed and had caught the wind.&nbsp; There was no better time to be alive. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>21-08-2021, 19:32:43</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Character Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/51/Lea_Gallo.jpg)</div></div><br>Lea Gallo approached the captain with a swiftness to her step but not moving so quickly that she would come off as being overly eager. " You called Captain? How can I be of assistance. Lea was dressed in her usual garb her hat overcoat, blouse corset pants and boots and her sword at her hip.&nbsp; she stood&nbsp; at least an arm lengths back to give her Captain space and she looked around and&nbsp; she thought to herself&nbsp; I hope me being the first one hear is not seen as being to eager.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-08-2021, 02:30:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2a/16ed363834fcf887f848909a62569a34.jpg)</div> Ragnar suppressed as a smile as he heard the lookout call the arrival of the wind. He knew how eager the crew had been to set out, and how annoying the wind falling away had been. He'd given it time enough to come back on it's own, but since it seemed disinclined to do so, he'd taken his seax and carved <em>nod</em>, calling on the wights of the sea to send the wind to them.<br><br>He resolved to make an offering to them at sunset, in thanks for a good wind. For now, the captain was calling, and as one of the helmsmen, his place was on deck. Arriving on the quarterdeck he nodded to Lea and gave a fist against chest salute to Kate. "Captain," he said, waiting for the others to arrive and see what would be happening.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>24-08-2021, 04:52:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9e/Elizabeth_avarosa_by_yagihikaru_dczgwb6-pre.jpg)</div><strong>Alana Crossland</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=335555.msg15962255#msg15962255)<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A buxom redhead danced her way down the sails from the crow's nest.&nbsp; At the bottom spar, she dropped off, grabbed the beam, and then dropped again, landing in a crouch with her fellow lieutenants.&nbsp; Leather trousers hugged shapely legs and round hips.&nbsp; A snug bodice hugged a tight waist while the square neck proudly displayed a avast expanse of cleavage.&nbsp; <em>How did I stand binding back these girls all these years?</em>&nbsp; Alana Crossland groaned softly at the memory.&nbsp; <em>It feels so good to just be a girl!</em><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The rising wind caught Alana Crosslands long rosy braid and whipped it out to&nbsp; one side.&nbsp; High heels tapped on the deck for a few paces.&nbsp; “Time is eternal but the wind is a beginning,” she replied, “What adventure awaits us, Captain?”&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evilnerf</strong> on <strong>24-08-2021, 20:42:58</strong>
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				Kate smiled at her assembled crew.&nbsp; Her arms were crossed as she looked them over.&nbsp; To Leah, she said "I can think of a few ways you can be of assistance, but right now all I need from you is to listen up!"&nbsp; Her words playful and amused.&nbsp; Indeed, the captain was absolutely giddy.<br><br>"How is that Headwind treatin' us, Ragnar?&nbsp; Think you can get us to 24 knots before the day is out?"&nbsp; She trusted her helmsman and perhaps her hope was too optimistic, but she couldn't help but think that if anyone was capable of it, it was him. <br><br>"Your time may be eternal, Miss Crossland," Kate said with a smirk and bellowing laugh, "But mine most certainly is not!&nbsp; So if you're quite done showing off..."&nbsp; It was obviously not a real chastisement.&nbsp; Indeed the rambunctious prancing was quite amusing to Kate...<br><br>"Well, now that you're all here, I can tell you exactly what I was doing with my time in port."&nbsp; Kate reached into one of her many pouches.&nbsp; "I spent a fair amount of time in cups, but I promise you it was for a purpose (mostly).&nbsp; You see, a friend of mine told me about a secret trade route set up by the the king of Montaigne.&nbsp; Something made to keep their treasure ships well away from the prying eyes of the Avalon Navy... and us mangy Privateers."&nbsp; &nbsp;She gave a tiger-like smile as she thought of those galleys sitting low in the water all fat and happy.<br><br>"Soon enough, words going to get out to the Navy, but thanks to my friend... We've got a chance to beat them to the punch by at least a week. If, and I do mean if, we can get there before word gets out that the secret supply line is compromised!"<br><br>She looked to her officers, "I want ideas from you how we can make it there while their trousers are down.&nbsp; Any ideas?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>26-08-2021, 00:50:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2a/16ed363834fcf887f848909a62569a34.jpg)</div> Ragnar gave a soft chuckle and pointed at the now filling sails. "I'm thinking my job is obvious enough," he said. "I can ensure we keep our sails full, aye, and be asking the wights of the sea for their aid in doing so. With a good wind behind us, I'm thinking we can be there well in advance of anyone else."<br><br>He gave his chin a rub before adding "For aught more than that, I'd need to know where we were headed, and to have a look at any charts of the place. Once we have some idea of the layout of any land, we can figure how best to use it to our advantage."<br><br>"Do we know more of what we'll be finding? The number of sails, forts and what have you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-08-2021, 21:13:29</strong>
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				From the least likely member of the crew, a Castilian scholar they'd plucked off a Montaignese prize not long before returning to port who had barely taken any of the offered shore leave (apparently on grounds that he was technically a hostage and thus oath-bound or something to remain on board), came a soft, lisping, accented suggestion.<br><br><strong>"As Helm suggests, Captiana, some idea of their route would be helpful."</strong> The slender Castilian man coughed politely. <strong>"Not here on deck, of course, but a conference is in order, the better to make a few calculations. Yet what comes to mind is a dogleg course, to come at them from an unanticipated angle."</strong><br><br>He shrugged.<br><br><strong>"So we would not only be ahead of them, but at an unexpected angle. They, of course, will expect pursuit unless their captains are fools."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>29-08-2021, 21:27:26</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Character Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/51/Lea_Gallo.jpg)</div></div><br>Lea looked around at all the other&nbsp; members of the crew getting the ship ready and most of them were doing what her basic seamanship knew how to do. <br><br>Lea huffed "You go to gather info on a job and you don't&nbsp; take me who specializes in that work I am wounded Captain, How can I give&nbsp; you my&nbsp; best if you don't let me do what I am good at for you. I guess you just wanted me for a&nbsp; pretty face and my sword skills." Lea was smiling the whole&nbsp; time not really&nbsp; upset just teasing her captain a bit .
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>29-08-2021, 22:28:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9e/Elizabeth_avarosa_by_yagihikaru_dczgwb6-pre.jpg)</div><strong>Alana Crossland</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=335555.msg15962255#msg15962255)<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Alana flashed Lea a saucy grin.&nbsp; <em>That girl has so much sauce!&nbsp; I just love her to pieces.</em><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Make the ship go faster, captain?" the redhead inquired.&nbsp; "I may be the only one here there was any point in asking that question of.&nbsp; I've learned a few glamours for the sea from the legends of Captain Rodgers, and the blessing of the sidhe lets me make them real, but I'm not given the gift of whistling up a faster wind or letting the ship race across the water like Ann o' the Wind.&nbsp; Find me a wind only crew out of legend could ride and I'll ride it for you, but I can't conjure that wind."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evilnerf</strong> on <strong>31-08-2021, 19:00:20</strong>
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				"I'm sorry Lass."&nbsp; She said reaching out to Lea and resting a hand on her shoulder.&nbsp; She gave it a squeeze.&nbsp; "I still need your help sorting out the best of the takes.&nbsp; Have you heard any whispers on the wind about treasure ships that have changed their routes recently?&nbsp; I want to figure out the biggest, juciest cut of steak for us to cut off."&nbsp; Kate gave her shoulder a firm pat and turned to the rest of the crew.&nbsp; "After that, you can go oversee the mainsail.&nbsp; Remember how I showed you how to do rig up?&nbsp; I want to see if you've learned how to sail properly!" <br><br>She turned to Alana and shook her head, "Then we'll have to do it the old fashioned way.&nbsp; Go to the foresail and direct the crew there.&nbsp; Make sure everyone is staying safe, the last thing we need is someone to get careless and fall overboard in our haste."&nbsp; She crossed her arms and gave Alana a confident grin.&nbsp; "If you need some help knowing what needs to be done, I'll come over there and direct you myself.&nbsp; This is no pleasure barge, Miss Crossland.&nbsp; We all sail together be it by magic or elbow greese."<br><br>She rubbed her chin and considered the suggestion.&nbsp; "I've got a map outlined with the route stashed down below.&nbsp; I want you to go over it with a fine-toothed comb and find us the best route, whether it be Dogleg, horse leg or peg leg.&nbsp; I trust your judgement!&nbsp; Get together with Mr. Arensfolk and make it happen."<br><br>With that, she walked past
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>01-09-2021, 03:04:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2a/16ed363834fcf887f848909a62569a34.jpg)</div> "If we can find a spot they have to pass by, I'm fairly sure we can be springing a surprise on them." Ragnar offered, with a fierce grin that wouldn't have looked out of place on a shark. "I can fill our sails, or call the wind from theirs. Once we sight them, unless they've anyone with talents to match my own, then they cannot outrun us." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully before adding "And maybe I can be calling up a bit of mist to be hiding us, if'n we're needing it."<br><br>He looked around at the others. "And after I'm doing all the hard work in catching up to our prize, I'll be leaving it up to you to take them," he added, chuckling.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>01-09-2021, 03:31:43</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Character Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/51/Lea_Gallo.jpg)</div></div><br>Lea poked Kate gently in the ribs " You need to&nbsp; learn when I am joking around captain and being dramatic. Well I have heard of&nbsp; treasure&nbsp; that&nbsp; had some loot from a cathedral and 8 reliquaries." Then as Captain kate instructed she went to the mainsail as instructed and set to work. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-09-2021, 04:21:43</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I've got a map outlined with the route stashed down below.&nbsp; I want you to go over it with a fine-toothed comb and find us the best route, whether it be Dogleg, horse leg or peg leg.&nbsp; I trust your judgement!&nbsp; Get together with Mr. Arensfolk and make it happen."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The Castilian looked a bit puzzled, but nodded. Well, more of a bow, really, as if having long since decided to treat La Capitana as if she were a lady of status. Which was, from more than one point of view, entirely true. Then, turning to regard the helmsman, he gestured in the direction of the Captain's cabin.<br><br><strong>"We may as well be about it, at least until the pilot turns us loose at the harbor's mouth and we are truly underway."</strong>&nbsp; Shaking his head as he walked, he muttered something about pesky weather witches and how it messed up his calculations, but if there was any heat to them it was hard to tell.<br><br>Reaching the relative privacy of the Captain's Cabin, the slender scholar lingered at the door as if genuinely reluctant to ender without the occupant present. Having the Helmsman present tipped the balance quickly enough and he zeroed in on the map she'd mentioned, taking up a pair of dividers and a protractor.&nbsp; Tools in hand he studied the map, his frown growing less puzzled and more annoyed by the moment.<br><br><strong>"Here, what do you see in all this? You are a nautical man. Perhaps you will see something that I mistake for something else."</strong><br><br>He spun the chart so that Ragnar could get a better look at it and paused to let that worthy have his own look.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-09-2021, 18:33:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2a/16ed363834fcf887f848909a62569a34.jpg)</div> Ragnar walked with the Castilian down to the captains cabin, leaning forwards on the table as he watched the scholar work. He wasn't entirely sure what the other man was doing, <em>But there's those as would say you're not for knowing much beyond wind and sea</em> he mused to himself, lips curling in a silent chuckle. Whatever it was, it seemed it hadn't worked out as well as he had wanted.<br><br>He cocked his head at the map and studied it, a brief "Hmmm," exhaling into the silence of the cabin. "Well", he said at lenght, "I'm thinking there's a few things we can be telling from this, assuming whoever drew it had their wits about them." He tapped a couple of spots on the map, in the lee of one of the larger islands marked. "Looks like there's mountains here, so there's going to be little wind to be had from the West. You can put a crew in a small boat and pull past them, but it's hard work, and one as won't make you too popular if you're doing it without cause. If they want to keep their sails full, they're not likely to be passing that way."<br><br>"At this time of year, wind's mostly from the West and South, so they're more likely going to want to keep to the southern passage, keep their sails full, and room to maneuver. Wouldn't help them quite so much against a few of my kins longships, as we've plenty of strong backs to man the oars, but anyone else coming on sail alone, they'd be spotted sharp enough if they're sailing into the wind, slower than our target."<br><br>He turned the map slightly, studying the marks on it. "If I were to put a coin on it, I think they'll come this way," he said, tracing his finger along the southern edge of the island chain. "Maybe cut inside here," his finger moved around them to the North, "so's to hide themselves part of the way. Still enough room to pass in this channel, though not as much room to manoeuvre if they are spotted."<br><br>He rubbed his chin and then tapped another spot on the map. "If we put someone up here, with a glass, we could watch for their sail and see them long before they could see us. We ought to be able to tell by about here .." he tapped the map again .. "which path they're for taking. If we lay anchor here .." another tap on the map, "we can cover the Northernly route and come out on them when we choose. If it looks like they're staying south, our eyes ought to give us enough warning to get underway and catch up with them, hmm, maybe about here." He tapped the map once more.<br><br>"Assuming there's no nasty currents the map doesn't show us, that's how I'd read it." He frowned and leaned down to check the map once more. "I don't recognise that mark," he said, gesturing to something near the watch post he'd suggested. "I thought it was maybe just saltwater staining the map, but it looks deliberate. Any idea what it might be?" <br><br><em>Ruins of the old ones?</em> he thought. <em>I've heard they turn up on the odd island or two. Plenty of coin to be had bringing those old things back home, and the Montaigne do like their shiny trinkets.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evilnerf</strong> on <strong>09-09-2021, 20:55:02</strong>
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				Iron Kate strode across the deck making sure everyone was on their best behavior.&nbsp; She oversaw some crew stowing a way a yard-arm and helped them raise the mizzenmast.&nbsp; It was hard, grueling work, but it was rewarding.&nbsp; &nbsp;The sails filled with air like clouds and the ship glided over the ocean.&nbsp; <br><br>She potted Lea nearby and walked over to her.&nbsp; She reached out and rested her hand on her shoulder.&nbsp; "Lea, I wanted to have some words with ya.&nbsp; If you're just about done here?"&nbsp; She turned her head and looked over at her men who seemed to be working in as ship shape a fashion as they ever did.<br><br>"Tell me more about these reliquaries you mentioned before."&nbsp; She said, sounding curiously, "Are we talking gold and jewels?&nbsp; Sounds like something that'd be worth us trying to get our hands on."&nbsp; She gave the girl a mischievous grin, "If we don't mind adding yet another tally into Hell's ledger."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>12-09-2021, 14:13:43</strong>
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				Lea turned and smiled " Yep all done Captain. Well we I would say that is a safe bet&nbsp; Captain, The Vaticines love their shiny odds and ends. So it would be a good bet you will find plenty of finely crafted Gold and Silver. We might find some jewels not to many id say, Unless there is a newly made bishops ring or something like that on board. I could try and dig up more but that would require me going ashore and might cost us more time to get the jump on other crews or we run the risk of someone&nbsp; overhearing my inquiries, not a high chance but still a chance of that."<br><br>"Is there anything else you need me to Captain?" she smiled as she waited for&nbsp; the next task or question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-09-2021, 00:03:40</strong>
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				<strong>"<em>Si, si, si</em>....but it is those hidden currents that concern me,"</strong> the Castilian pinched his lower lip in thought, making a humming noise as he turned the map ninety degrees as if studying it from a new angle might bring some insight.&nbsp; <strong>"That mark is, ah, familiar? I have seen it before. But where?"</strong> He waved it off. <strong>"No matter! This course they set, it is too simple. This route, it is as if they want to be found. You understand, si? Now it may be that our foe is simply a...what is the word? A fool? For the Emperor of Montaigne cannot abide those wiser than himself, or so I hear."</strong> A wry chuckle escaped the young man. <strong>"More likely it is a trap, <em>si</em>? The honey pot."</strong><br><br>He blushed all the way to the tips of his ears and paced for a few moments, hands waving a bit as he talked half to himself, half to Ragnar. This was probably the most excited the Helm had seen the bookish fellow get in his time aboard ship. Understandable, perhaps, as the man had technically started as a <em>hostage</em>.<br><br><strong>"Now! Let us assume that our prey is at least not blind and can read the chart as well as we. We wish to come at them from a new angle, to hide the hand of La Bella Regina in this matter, <em>si</em>? So we must be more clever than foxes. We must give them what they desire, to set the trap off before it is ready and so take advantage. Alas, I am no strategist..."</strong><br><br>He spun back to regard the map again, clapped his hands together and rubbed them, eyes sparkling.<br><br><strong>"Then we shall just have to get ahead of them and be nothing but an innocent merchanteman ourselves. At least until our Capitana suggests otherwise. "</strong><br><br>Snapping up his tools, he gets to work, tongue peeking between his lips as he hums softly, occasionally pausing to put another question to the helmsman.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evilnerf</strong> on <strong>23-09-2021, 18:40:58</strong>
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				"Just make sure the wind stays at our backs," The captain said, standing tall and letting the sea wind buffet her hair as much as it buffeted the sails.&nbsp; The small effect made her and the ship seem almost in sync.&nbsp; Kate turned to Lea after taking a moment to consider the manner of spoils available to them.&nbsp; "The only other thing I need from you, Lea is to be our good luck charm."<br><br>The Crew of the Black Dog would soon find themselves put to the test.&nbsp; Within a few days, they had reached their destination.&nbsp; The Straight of Moraz was out of the way and far from any ports worth a damn.&nbsp; However, it's very remoteness had made it perfect for the Montaigne's new hidden trade route.<br><br>When the Black Dog arrived at the straights, they could just barely see two vessels in the distance.&nbsp; One ship was a sloop, small and fast and would be hard to keep up with.&nbsp; Even a ship as swift as the Black Dog would have a hard time running her down.&nbsp; <br><br>The other ship within sight, a big fat caravel would be easier to board, but it's appearance was much more typical of the kind of tramp freighters that could be found anywhere.&nbsp; Perhaps it carried nothing more valuable than grain or lumber.&nbsp; Or perhaps it's shabby appearance was just a way of hiding the valuables within.<br><br>"Full sails!" Kate said, gathering up her senior officers.&nbsp; "We've got a choice to make.&nbsp; Do we go for the swifter boat, or the fat merchantman?&nbsp; We can't possibly capture both before each go over the horizon, and a Montaigne Patrol could happen upon us at any moment.&nbsp; What are your thoughts?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>25-09-2021, 16:13:51</strong>
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				Lea chuckled a bit " Will this&nbsp; Good luck charm be protecting you or going over on the boarding party. I say we go after the fat Merchantmen." Lea rests her hand on her hilt waiting for the moment to&nbsp; begin boarding.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-09-2021, 01:14:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2a/16ed363834fcf887f848909a62569a34.jpg)</div> "Not every ship has the speed ours does," Ragnar replied thoughtfully, looking between the two ships. "Maybe they think to hide valuables in the less obvious choice, but speed will stand them in better stead I think than stealth."<br><br>He reached into the pouch at his waist, fingers brushing lightly over the bones within til some instinct made him draw one particular rune out. "Sinne," he murmured, looking back and forth between the two ships as he pondered the GrumFathers suggestion. "A beauty none could hold for long." He nodded and placed the rune back. "The faster one is my choice."
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>evilnerf</strong> on <strong>11-10-2021, 05:33:08</strong>
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				"Alright then, that leaves me with the Decidin' vote and I've always thought that fortune favors the bold.&nbsp; Lets leave the the merchantmen be for now and lets put our full sail forward."&nbsp; &nbsp;She gave Ragnar a skeptical, yet playful smile and said, "Helmsman, get us out there and follow that sloop.&nbsp; Lets run her down and make her wish she'd never left harbor!"<br><br>She turned to the rest of the crew, "Full sail!&nbsp; Put your backs into it.&nbsp; If we catch that ship, treasure or not, tonight we feast!"&nbsp; The crew cheered and quickly set about lowering the sails and getting the Black Dog in motion.<br><br>The ship raised a new flags, a dog skull and two scimitars crossed underneath it on a black field.&nbsp; A true pirate's banner.&nbsp; This ship was, after all, a predator.<br><br>"Now, I've got to go get my broadsword.&nbsp; I'll be leading one of the boarding parties.&nbsp; Alana, Reynaldo, you'll be leading the other.&nbsp; Focus on capturing the Captain.&nbsp; Keep him alive if you can at all manage it."<br><br>She turned to Ragnar and nodded towards the helm.&nbsp; "Get on the wheel Mr. Arensfolk!&nbsp; Bring us to bear, and then defend the ship from counter boarders!&nbsp; We can't let our own ship get pilfered from underneath us!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-10-2021, 17:57:29</strong>
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				The Castilian had the air, all through the discussion about which possible target to pursue, of a man with an opinion likely to be unpopular but also one not well-rooted in practical experience. Thus and so, he held his tongue and his peace, letting the others grapple with the knotty question of targets. Any sense of relief and satisfaction he may have felt upon hearing the Captain validate his thoughts was short lived as she assigned him to one of the boarding parties.<br><br>More correctly, he was leading one of the boarding parties. Why he was to be so entrusted escaped him--he was, as he had clearly stated, a scholar rather than a soldier. Perhaps, he ruefully reflected, he had made too much of the wrong sort of impression upon La Bella Dona Capitana?<br><br>He favored the red-haired woman with a slight smile (which unknown to him seemed a touch radish and daring) and went to fetches own blade in preparation for the madcap moments soon to come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 7th Sea The Black Dog (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>17-10-2021, 23:36:25</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Character Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/51/Lea_Gallo.jpg)</div></div><br><br>Lea joined in with the rest of the crew to help get the sail&nbsp; ready to catch the target the Captain has decided on.
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