Ship of Misfits [Rated M ]

The woman chuckled and stood. "You know I refrain from drinking while we're at sea. The captain wouldn't be too pleased if I drank myself silly on shift. Had we been ported, ah, I would happily take you up on the offer."

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

Molan smiled, for he had just been taunting her. He handed her the bread and took out a waterskin from his belt. "well in that case enjoy your sober breakfast."

She chuckled. "Thanks. At this rate I'll be breaking into the willow root." It was well known that this woman seemed to do anything that would cause a headache for her. It was once thought that she enjoied it. "Ah, well, any word of the ships we're expecting?"

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

"No sign of the our target nor any message from MacQuarrie. But They should be here within the hour according to the information we were given." Molan answered. "We'll have to wait and see what the captain has planned for when the ships arrive."

"Yes. Patience is a virtue. I've never been called virtuous." She said, stretching. "Ah, best I get to work. How did Ostribog hold up through the night?"

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

The mist had indeed settled in. Good...very good. Morsereg stood at the helm of the ship, waiting for his "guests". They approached, that much could be certain. He could not hear nor see them, they were smart enough to stay stealthily hidden in the mist...but he could feel them. He felt them, just like he had felt Juu's approach...

"They're here." Juu said out of the mist. Morsereg had been so focused he hadn't even noticed Juu join him.

"I know. You feel it too?"

"Of course."

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Not more than a few minutes later, Morsereg and Juu stood ready as the first of the ships appeared to them in the mist. It barely gave the appearance of a "Pirate Ship". It was more...elegant, perhaps, but not to the point of foolishness. The name inscribed on the side, Calypso's Howl, looked to have been added more recently, leading to the presumption that the ship had been commandeered from some well-standing island.

And so the first to come was a man surrounded by servants holding umbrellas over his head in the fog, most of them straining to reach high enough to hold the umbrella over their Captain's head, a man that had to measure almost three meters high. His eyes were a deep-set turquoise color, and they lacked pupils. His hair was thick and curly, the color of smoke, almost seeming to disappear in the fog.

"Captain Noiriss...welcome." Morsereg extended his hand. The inhumanly tall man took it, shaking firmly. Juu did not show such formalities though it seemed Noiriss had not been expecting it, as he only moved to stand beside Morsereg.

"Who else did you call for?" Noiriss' unearthly voice echoed, to which Morsereg looked at him for a moment, though he said nothing as the second ship drew closer.

"Ush'akal Dindaedel, udos ph'doerin pholor ba'dor!" A tan elf stepped into vision as he spoke in a harsh, broken dialectic from what seemed to be ages past. His hair was a dark brown, with eyes to match. Out of his shadow came a gray-skinned, blonde elf that was considerably less threatening.

"Sir Dindaedel, we are--" He began to translate in a calm interpretation of common, but was cut off.

"I know what he said. Come on board."

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After a quick exchange between the Captain and the harsher elf, whose name was revealed within the exchange as being Arevanos, the two elves took their place in the empty spot next to Juu. Only one more would be arriving. And as a tattered, beaten boat hobbled through the water through them, crewed by charred-looking men and women, it became apparent that this was the last. Snow still clung to the sails, though it was quickly melting. At last, a female who appeared to be their leader stepped forth, quickly boarding the ship.

Her red eyes met those of Juu for only a split second before she exposed her teeth in a fairly warm smile to those present. She said nothing to any of the others before taking her place on Noiriss' side, the thin spines that served as her hair making a very soft, almost inaudible, clink against each other as she passed.

(There we go, characters - introduced. XD)

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"He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster...when you gaze too long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back." - Friedrich Nietzsche

Luz stood near by, watching all of this. She chuckled to herself. She had thought those she called upon to be interesting before. She wondered how long it would be till her own supports came in. 'Shouldn't be too long.'

( Next post mine will come in. :3 )

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

Molan and Chi-ec looked at the new arrivals from a little ways away, "assuming that the first arrival has a ship, that makes five including the Hollow. Even if he doesn't he is still something to be wary of."

Chi-ec looked at Molan concerned, "Are you worried that you friend will not be able to match that number if it comesss to a falling out?"

Molan shook his head, "No, I'm sure that he'll have at least Cuarto, Kaemon, and Brokk, with him; probably Milogna as well. maybe Azara if she's in the mood. I just hope it doesn't come to a falling out, because none of these captains are going to go down easy and that won't be pretty. And I'm not sure if we've seen the last of the allies of the Night's Hollow, Luz for one looks very expectant."

"Thisss bodesss ill" Chi-ec hissed.

"Luz!" Morsereg called for her, motioning for her to come join them.

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"He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster...when you gaze too long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back." - Friedrich Nietzsche

Luz came to join the Captain and the others. She gave them all nods of Acknoledgement, not having the time for a proper greeting (though it was questionable if that had anything to do with it) As another ship came into view. As soon as they were able, the captain and three others boarded Morsereg's Ship. This was the Dog like captain Abel. His species were rare in these parts, being the sort that tended to stay far from other humanoid races. The creatures were almost comparable to a human-dog hybrid in every way, save that they did not have a lick of fur or hair on them outside of the winter months where they became giant fuzz balls. His coal black eyes looked at the other captains with respect.
Luz waited a few moments for Morsereg to speak before greeting her friends. The woman with the captain was the wraithe of a woman who accepted the letters. Her species was not terribly familier but was often mistaken for undeads due to their appearance. Luz smiled. "Hello Captain Abel, first mate Regula." She then squinted a little at the two others that accompanied them. "Ah! I'm getting old!" She cried, not bothering with a serious face. "Gabi and Freyer have gotten much larger! You were just puppies last I saw..."
The pair of 'pups' frowned at her.

Not long after that came the second ship. Saying it was avarage was hittiing the nail on the head.
When they boarded there were only three in this party. A sour looking man who was arounf fifty but still ready to do hard work if need be. He was dressed respectibly. His first mate was also a male, being a bit young for the job but his appearance, larger than his captains by a lot, made up for it. These two were Nurzhan and Sheker.
The third person got the biggest reaction out of Luz. The woman freaking squealed, reminding many people that she was - in fact - a female as she launched herself towards the much taller woman who sidestepped so that her first mate would be knocked to the ground. Luz didn't even apologize as she and the pink haired woman began to exchange greetings. "Na!" Luz exclaimed as she gave the woman a hug.
"Ziaaa~♫ It's been too long!" The pleasantries contenued for another two minutes before Luz stepped back and turned to the captain. She grinned a little and began to give intorductions with little comments here and there... Then came the other said.
"This, is Captain Morsereg Din-"
"Ah! So this is Mors-" A moment later faina was flat on her ass with Luz putting all her weight into keeping Faina's mouth securly closed.
"No nicknames. No." She hissed.
Ostribog watched this with a furrowed brow. He had a feeling that this pink haired woman would be a menace.

(*dodges knives* Aaaah, sorry I took so long! )

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

(Well it's about time.)

"Well it's about time." mutter Molan, mostly to himself "MacQuarrie and the target vessel will be here soon. It looks like one side of the board has all it's players, now."

( Sorry. A mix of writer's block and forgetting wtf I was doing. )

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"i have killed many in my life."
Justin.
(Quote taken out of context)

(no worries, I've been doing the same thing with CM:GGG. don't take it personally.)

"Molan," Morsereg called him over. "When should your pal be arriving?" He asked, as if inquiring about the weather.

Noiriss had fallen into a hushed, hurried talk with the female, and Juu began conversing with Arevanos in his harsh language, his smaller translator aiding when Juu didn't recognize an obscure phrase or two. This group of five were no strangers to each other.

Serghei had taken Alessa off to the side, running her through some weapons practice. In the end, they settled on giving her a pistol and a dirk, having her conceal both to only retrieve should the situation absolutely call for it. She returned to Morsereg's side casually, looking around at their allies. Whatever went down...it was going to be big.

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"He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster...when you gaze too long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back." - Friedrich Nietzsche

"Any minute now. If you wish to keep your allies out of sight from him you'll have to act quickly." Molan replied.

MacQuarrie's ship the Jaded Peacock was almost there. It's captain stood at the bow gazing into the fog. "Well it's almost time to meet Captain Morsereg. And see just how far the bonds of trust can be stretched."