forum "Bloodstained Gold" (Pirate Group RP) {Closed}

Started August 25, 2022 by @ScotchTapeWorm group

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..Fire? Fire might work. The Captain hesitated on the idea though. Most sailors had an instinctual fear of an untamed flame. Let loose on a ship, it was the ruin of many fine vessels. An all consuming spark that left the survivors to the mercy of the waves. It was why he had runes set into the walls to provide light, magic was dangerous, but it probably wouldn’t sink the ship. Probably. Even Inez, when she cooked, had a very specific spot to have any kind of fire. And even then, a crewmember constantly had to monitor it.

Yet.. There was a tempting allure to it. It might burn down the whole island. The Captain was struggling to think if that was a benefit or a draw. It would be a small gamble.. He could hear Inez thinking it over next to him, perhaps her thought mirroring his own, perhaps not.

"You know, set fire to certain areas, letting that guide him to my ship?" Pyria spoke the words so casually, like they were the sensible conclusion to draw, the next step in the conversation. Axel froze.
He didn’t make a noise for a long moment, barely even moved a muscle, but a vein in his forehead looked like it wanted to burst.

Then, very slowly, he smiled. Wide.
“I think.. We are entirely over complicatin’ things. Just herd ‘im forwards… Towards.. Your ship.” The Captains tone was as cold as ice, his smile never wavering. The words burned his tongue to say. Before, when Pyria had gone off on their own, attacking someone he had made clear they were picking up, that was just a small disobedience. Pyria was crew, Juan was not. A breach of an order, but not unforgivable. This was different. The seeds of a plan were being planted in Axel’s mind.

Death was merciful. It was easy. Silver-Tongue was starting to realize he’d been much too merciful the past few days. Time to switch things up a little. The tall man strode forwards, spanning the gap with two large steps. Bending over to grab his fallen gun, dusting it off. He glanced at the madman, still rambling in a mix of languages, going back and forth. He made a grab for the mans wrist, trying to get him to stand and lead him to the shore.

Juan made no move to go along, yet he didn’t actively protest. It was like he was catatonic, he kept mumbling things. None of which made sense. But that was the way he did things, that is, his own way. Normally, violence was an outlet for him, but with his brains scrambled what was there to let out?

He didn’t seem to be paying attention, eyes flitting from place to place but head never turning. He mostly just stared at the Captain’s shoes.

Pyria smirks, indicating she'd been joking.

Maybe.

Although, if it came down to it? She'd mutiny in a heartbeat.

"Since he doesn't feel inclined to move without fire, why don't we try my way?"

Inez nodded along, only slightly concerned in the back of her mind. That was until she realized how Pyria worded her bold statement. She looked up at the captain, half expecting him to reach for his gun on the spot. Instead he tensed up. Inez looked back away, her head now turned, but still staring at him, waiting for his response like a racer waiting for a gunshot. A comparison not that far off from what could become reality.
Inez's eyes widened with Axel's grin. Not necessarily a great sign, but hey, no goblins dead yet. She took an instinctive step back from the captain as he reached for the metal-bird-man. It was a sight. He was definitely crazy, he'd fit right in on The Deceit once everyone got over the wings. If he made it on board. Although fire sounded… efficient, it probably wouldn't end well with all that foliage around. The captain's idea didn't seem all that appealing either, but it's better than being burned alive. Pyria would probably do what she wanted anyway, but Inez decided she'd rather try and drag a bird man to The Deceit than use fire. Maybe another time. She stepped forward slightly. "…Can I do anything to help get him onboard?" A slightly amused smile crossed her face at the absurd sight.

The Captain made a happy hissing noise, pleasantly surprised that their new mad friend didn't seem too bothered with him holding on to his wrist. Sometimes touch set them off, but watching the rambling, he couldn't help feel this one was.. Really far gone. It was like watching someones brains slowly leaking out of a crack in their skull, but knowing there was no bandage to keep everything in. With one ear he could hear Pyria again suggesting fire. It honestly ticked him off more than it should at the moment, like an irritated mosquito bite.

He had just opened his mouth to say something scathing when Inez stepped up. "…Can I do anything to help get him onboard?" The Captain let out an angry breath, but leaned forwards and grabbed Juans other arm, proffering it to her.

"Drag."

With a heave he moved the catatonic mans arm around his neck, like dragging a buddy, totally inebriated and going to go through hell in the morning, out of a pub. It was a bit awkward, seeing with all three of their height differences, it was an amusing picture. Axel had to stoop to support the shorter man. For just a split second, Axel was hit with the difference between the human girl and the goblin one. His grin dropped in concentration. At the moment he'd give his ring finger for two of Inez rather than an unstable, pyromaniacal goblin. As if anyone on this island was sane.

They needed to get back on the ship. They'd spent too long on their little detour and the Siren bits were not getting any fresher. Besides, they needed to prepare for their docking at Harpsford Bay, the new crew had to be vetted to see if they were trustworthy enough to go into town without screaming to the world that they were pirates! Or stabbing someone. Or stabbing someone and screaming. Axel honestly was a little bit excited to go to a normal town, their pirate friendly cove was cute, but didn't have the same accommodations or stores… and he wanted new boots.. maybe earrings.

But clothes shopping was currently being impeded by dragging a crazed avian man to his ship with a chef and a goblin he didn't trust as far as he could throw. Pirate problems.

"Drag." Inez took Juan's wrist and mirrored Axel's movements. It was a bit easier to carry the man because of her height. She started walking after adjusting Juan's balance slightly. The circumstance wasn't favorable, but preferable over some other possibilities. At least then it was preferable, things usually change.

Juan's mix of English and what had to be a foreign language was thoroughly confusing, especially to someone like Inez. She remembered futile attempts to be taught speech, which she couldn't have cared less about and considered a nuisance. Watching other people got her far enough, in her opinion. The lyrics her parents used in their songs meant absolutely nothing to her, and if she could remember them they still wouldn't have.

Inez looked back at Pyria to see if she was following or at least not setting something alight. A few hours with the goblin taught her better than to let her be unsupervised for longer than twenty seconds.

(XD this is funny, the way everyone always knows not to leave the goblin unsupervised)

"Drag." the captain said, and Pyria starts scampering along with the odd trio, squeaking amusedly when Inez looks back to check on her.

She gives the girl a pyromaniacal wave, smiling sweetly, revealing teeth that would probably strike fear into the heart of a silverback gorilla.

She then turns around and scampers up a tree, out of the captain's and Inez's view.

The Captain took a queue from Inez and did his best to glance over his shoulder, but in time to see the flash of fur as Pyria disappeared into a tree, the leaves rustling faintly. He blinked once, then twice. Then started speeding up his pace.

He didn't care if it made it harder for Juan or hard for Inez to catch up, but if they could ditch the goblin here- Though it had a knack for appearing unannounced and unasked for aboard his ship. They'd finally made it to the sand, the figures of the crew members aboard the Deceit visible now, most gathered around the edge to try and see what would emerge from the jungle. As soon as they were in eye shot, a few groans were heard and a few chuckles and the flash of coins were exchanged. Axel smirked, he liked to keep an eye on the crews betting pools. He wondered what the odds were for 'this' particular outcome.

The little tug boat still waited patiently, in the same shape it had been left in. The sand was difficult to drag a body through, so Axel dropped Juan there. He'd get someone else to finish the job for him, the fun bit was over. He waved at the ship, grinning.

Juan’s body hit the sand, softly. He weighed almost nothing and yet felt so heavy every day from this island. He didn’t know how he’d gotten here, and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to be here. But ultimately, it made no difference. He was a puppet of the gods and the goddesses, and it didn’t matter what he did. He’d always get swept up into some sort of trouble, being puppeted around and played with like he was a feckless child’s toy.

Kavo had been watching the crew slowly realize exactly what was up. Some had immediately thought they should go help. Some had made as if to make off with the Deceit while the Captain was gone, and they'd been marked; he'd kept an eye on them.
A large part of the crew had gathered at the railing, watching the shoreline, making bets on who would come out. A few had bet Inez wouldn't make it, which was irritating to Kavo. Several had bet the Captain would have killed the goblin, and they were collecting on bets when the group emerged without Pyria, though Kavo wasn't so sure. A few had bet that whatever creature they came out of the jungle with would be dead, and they'd lost. One man had bet that the whole group would die, with all the concentrated chaos on that island, and Kavo could see where that bet had come from, though it had proven wrong.
The Karcaon had descended from the poop deck to the quarter deck, and waved back to SIlver-tongue when the reptilian Captain cheerily waved at the ship.
The poor bedraggled creature sitting in the sand looked like he'd been chased down and chewed on. Probably Pyria. Inez seemed concerned, as usual, her kind heart likely going out to the critter they were taking captive.