pirates

Several Miles Off The Coast of the Gulf of Liad Aboard the Courier of the Stars, Merchant and Transport Vessel, en route to Dornoch The sea lie still. The seas were home to many legends. Some of them true, some of them exaggerated, some of them terrifying, some inspiring. Kristopher was...

It was just past noon in the bustling port of Alliria. White sails fluttered like flocks of seagulls on the azure ocean, where ships of all sizes were coming and going from the great city of commerce. Sweaty sailors shouted and cursed as they hauled goods across the highway of boardwalks and...

Cerak At'Thul Irons chaffed against the warm skin of her wrists. She shuffled forward within the lines of the other prisoners. The other slaves. Her head was ducked low. Dark hair was greasy and unwashed, clung to the curves of her jaw. Ragged clothing hung to her form. It was a long...

The Ocean - Middle of Nowhere Izzetta Rex Trouble with pirates; the bastards were never trustworthy. Radic had always warned him about working with outsiders. Told him time and time again that any other crew would stab him in the back. Mako hadn't wanted to believe him, hadn't wanted to think...

The Bay of Ne'varra - Sixty Miles From Tyr "Simone, you should have remembered the rules." Seyah said, crouching gently upon the rocky shores. The warmth of the volcanic sea lapping against her feet as tides began to roll in. A woman sat upon her knees, the black stone of the shore digging...

"Angus, stop laying about and get that keg to the bar. It's a packed house tonight, we're busting at the seems." Hilda kicked at the young lad before hurrying off to pour more tankards, the sounds of merry music and more than a few small brawls could be heard from the other room. The young boy...

So I know we have a decent number of pirates here, but I also know a lot of them are Captains or independents which can sometimes make it confusing to get a lot of them gathered together. So I was thinking why don't we create some sort of Council of Prominent Pirates? The name is a work in...

Amol-Kalit Salitra Sunset in the city was a marvelous time. Shops set up lights, the sound music and laughter rose up louder into the air, and the streets became more and more empty. Yet, at the docks, there was still a bustle. Business there often ran late now-a-days, and more and more it...

The roar of the conversation in the tavern called Urduk’s Grog House held a steady undercurrent of violence weaving through drunken debauchery. Roul stood near the door and eyed the dozens of sailors, exiles, and general knaves lining the benches and chairs of nearly every table. They all...

The Free City of Istanfol Between Vel Anir and Cortos Istanport So far as free cities went, Istanfol was one of the most robust and well-maintained. Not that Kilien would really know the difference, but that did not stop the surprise upon seeing a mixture of cultures and nationalities all in...

Akiva Sea, near the Allir Reach Izzetta was sick and tired of Captain Filmor. He was incompetent, fat, and ugly to top it. Since the crew of the Crimson Lady had been pruned after the Kivren attack a couple weeks back, the unrest was more obvious. Izzetta sometimes wondered if any of it got...

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The Syzygy, Day 2 Akiva Sea The night was dark and the spirits darker, but Izzetta was buoyant. One would have thought the upheaval of the seas and magic would have sobered her, but Izzy was rarely sober. She sat on a barrel, braiding a rope, a foggy green glass bottle by her foot. She hummed...

The Bastard Tap was a grungy and dimly lit establishment, with the air thick with smoke and the smell of sweat and alcohol. The walls were adorned with various weapons and trinkets, and the bar itself was made of rough-hewn wood. The patrons were a motley crew of pirates, smugglers, and other...

"You owe me, Evander." The words were strong, no patience, not a single width of wiggle room. Any man who heard those words would have found them impossible to argue with. They were spoken with such conviction, such power, that it might have come from the heavens. It was said in such a way...

The Icarus "FUCK FUCK FUCK" Why did everything always get so fucking broken on this goddamn fucking ship all the time. Sabine let out another dozen curses, and then flicked the wrench from her satchel. Instead of trying to gently touch up the arcane engine, she smashed her tool against it's...

Retribution Part II Pieces of a Lost Prophecy The dark fortress proved nothing more than a hub of darkness and dread. There were few answers there, but many questions. The creatures they faced there would at least no longer plague these lands. They lay buried now under the ruined heap...

A young, red headed lad of teenage years stood in the crows nest of a fine merchant vessel sailing from Alliria to Falwood. As the sea lapped against the hull, the waves splashed him with salt water, leaving the boy completely drenched from head to toe. He only laughed in response. Urchin cared...

The sea sprayed beyond plank and coiled rope, to brush cold and damp against Tisikleos Miles’ cheek. Hands tight behind her back, the pirate stood as tall as her petite frame allowed, and refused, utterly refused indeed, to be swayed by the ocean’s salted tears. Let the spray weep on her all it...

Teth The trouble with being an outlander was the fact that often times you were moved by the swaying winds of others. It was not really by choice most of the time, but since he had come to the Southlands Ivar had...well just gone wherever it was people had needed him the most, or rather where...