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let's set d o w n some ([personal profile] groundrules) wrote in [community profile] westwhere2022-06-03 07:06 pm

no man's sea


Avast ye — sprawling til 18 June is part I of the Storm at Sea travel arc, which doubles as a test drive. Participants don’t need an invite to reserve or apply over 10-17 June.

Try to label if you’re a test drive tourist or an old timer — and don’t hesitate to leave an OOC note to opt out of random NPC piraaaaaaaargh interaction. Test drivers can post both log and network prompts. Have fun!




NO MAN’S SEA




DEEP WATERS | SON OF A BISCUIT EATER | MOLLYWICK | | THE CROSSING | NOTES




AHOY! SCALLYWAGS

Departing Ke-Waihu, the existing party joins paranoid pirate king, turned stalwart saint Samuel Vane — the feared Quicksilver Sam — aboard the Pariah.

Test drivers awaken anguishing at sea, floating on rafts, or on minuscule patches of deserted land. They are collected by two pirates and the recalcitrant sorceress Karsa — who supplies translation and communication devices. She explains the newcomers were summoned into the land of Akhuras by warring undead factions. Karsa’s master, the elusive Merchant, ferries newcomers east to beacons hoped to return them home. He has secured them passage on the pirate vessel Queen Zanyra of ’Wet Rope’ Caladan Kreil, an associate of Quicksilver Sam.

The Pariah and Zanyra meet at sea, a day’s travel away from Ke-Waihu:

■ Characters overhear that Quicksilver Sam seeks to reach the haunted Crossing Seas and ‘settle an old score.’ Long-term ally Caladan Kreil supports his cause.

■ The two vessels make daily supply and crew exchanges by rowboat. The Pariah’s passengers must give the passcode: flaunted like gold to board the Queen Zanyra. Staff of the Queen Zanyra must speak the words before the blind man to access the Pariah. Forget your passcode and fall at the mercy of whoever patrols the decks!

■ Tasks await all passengers: diligently clean and polish decks, climb tall masts to sew torn sails, banish a preposterous number of seagulls, fish, read post or… dubious novels to sailors, count loot, guard the decks, clean cannons or serve as boat lure for shark fishing. Medics and cooks can practise their natural trades, while musicians and entertainers should amuse the crew.

■ By all means, grab thematic garments from crew coffers. Also available: daggers, swords and rare pistols.

■ Characters may notice both ship crews are spirited, but grow weary when Quicksilver Sam fitfully orders his five on-call priests to carry out protection rites, or to ‘exorcise’ evil from random staff — through ineffective bitter potions, shrill chants and requests to sit in unusual luck-incurring poses, or to commit some mundane, repetitive task. Let’s bore the devil away.

■ Treat senior crew with respect: some pirates are equally drunk on rum and fleetingly authority and reward perceived slights with a 24h-stay in the brig. These fine accommodations fit two and annul powers while there. No dinner.


■ Sleep where you can: hammocks and rotting mattresses can be found in great common halls beneath decks. The sick and women (naturally, ill omens at sea) can share the four private cabins of each ship. Sumeragi Subaru has his own cabin aboard the Pariah.

■ Each night, expect drinking beneath the halls and a pirate’s greatest hobby: gambling. Conmen might lure you into an ‘innocent game’ that sinks you deep into debt, winning your valuables, favours, or kidney!

■ Ladies are afforded a wide, begrudging berth and some authority over the crew.

Accommodations: fresh potions are readily available to ward off sea sickness, and magically resilient oranges are on hand to counter scurvy. As woe would have it, the long-serving Mr. Ishmael has passed, and his earthly remains have been retained aboard the Pariah for Kaneki Ken. Viktor receives a leashed emotional support albatross — a large, loud but docile bird that flies above him counter-current to balance him, whenever the ship’s sway threatens his footing.


OBJECTIVES

■ Discover why good Quicksilver Sam is intent on his haunted travels. The captain declines audiences, but try to get information from the two crews.

■ Please share the information gained via network…!





THAT SON OF A BISCUIT EATER

Trouble starts to brew, within days at sea:

■ Be on the lookout while on watch duty: on a handful of occasions, new faces appear aboard. They fail to offer the passcode — and attempt to injure characters, throw them overboard, or to enter the captains’ lodgings. Sound the alarm or seize intruders!

■ After interrogating an infiltrator, Caladan Kreil sends word that the assailants hail from the Concord, a war vessel of the Dawns’ Reach Trade Company that is pursuing the pirate ships at distance under the command of Maximilian Hawk. A credit to his name, Wet Rope Caladan has the spy hanged.

■ Prepare to get drafted for double watch duty, as both Caladan Kreil and Quicksilver Sam bolster defences. Tensions escalate, with pirate crew questioning the loyalties of newer recruits.

■ A few days later, at dawns, the silent, swift and massive Concord approaches close enough to fire its cannons at both ships and send vicious militia to climb aboard. Defend your ship!

■ The Concord withdraws by midday, after lightly damaging its opponents. Help with repairs and enjoy some rum — you’ve survived your first sea scuffle!




MOLLYWICK

Just short of entering the Crossing, where the seas are dark and highly opaque, the Queen Zanyra and Pariah encounter a stretch of vibrant, lushly forested land.

■ Both vessels send crew over for a few hours, with captains urging quick incursions. Pair up to collect berries, scant mushrooms and sweet water. Curiously, no animals are found.

■ Veteran sailors say this is the Neverflight isle of myth, where sea kings have buried their treasures. Pirates share legendary coordinates of long lost loot, archived as riddles or poems. Grab a shovel and a-digging you go!

■ …ah, but don’t linger too long. What pranksters your sailor friends are. Within hours of the island’s appearance, the earth beneath your feet crumbles and quakes, and the land starts to sink. Evacuate or call for help to get out of here — as the great white whale Mollywick submerges in the waters with the Neverflight island it carries on its back. Hopefully, you don’t go under with them.

■ If you’ve threaded out a treasure dig, drop a line to receive some especially deplorable loot. You deserve it.




THE CROSSING

The Pariah and Queen Zanyrafrequently chained together to avoid separation — creep into the Crossing : a stretch of eerily silent waters, dark and volatile.

■ Slowly, a thick, nearly impregnable fog dawns during the day, covering the sun and leaving the skies a desolate slate. Dreadful storms spark at night.

■ Strange, talking carps jump on board, offering to tell you your future. Caution: they only make bad luck readings (request yours) that turn true. They appear wherever their target flees and are exceptionally annoying, until either the moon rises, or you apply the superstitious cure of throwing salt on them.

■ Nightmares haunt you — your own, or glimpsed memories of ships crashing, sinking, falling to storm. Note: only your character suffers these memories/nightmares, but everyone else can experience their exhausted grumpiness, come morning.

■ Be wary, when pairing to cross over to the other pirate ship: you may find another rowboat beside yours, its sailor begging for an oar or ladle. If you give him one, he shovels water into your boat with inhuman speed — desert your vessel and swim quickly to a pirate ship, before undead hands pull you into the sea.

■ While alone on deck, characters might hear sweet, coaxing voices that urge them to walk the plank into the water. Break your brethren from this spell, or watch them fall into the arms of man-eating mermaids.

■ Now and then, the ships are shaken by long, whips of something lashing from the depths.

■ Pirates become increasingly skittish and on edge. Priests perform countless protection rites and exorcisms on both ships.

■ At night, a handful of undead men climb aboard. They lack awareness and are in a clear state of discomposure, looking to catch the living and drown them. With toothless, rotting mouths, some rasp, This is kinder.

■ As you officially enter the Crossing, beams of light erupt in the horizon, showing the distant silhouettes of several ghost ships.




NOTES

TEST DRIVE QUESTIONS

OLD-TIMER QUESTIONS

sansdoute: (briggs)

[personal profile] sansdoute 2022-06-06 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
( He flinches in the way of every man whose dignity has been bruised by that common, cursed commodity, the inconvenient truth.

But, at least the lad speaks with something not unlike elegance, and Mr. Briggs can be persuaded to contrive a last few inklings of patience for his fumbling, despite the clear and broad transgression. He mutters, well and dark: )


Who's speaking of pirates? ( Do I look to you like a pirate, lad? I would be careful, if I were you, with casting such aspersions that may darken the name of good people of integrity.
sansdoute: (eames)

[personal profile] sansdoute 2022-06-06 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Exactly, exactly that. We ain't no pirates, cause pirates wouldn't be helpin' no mates.

( It's almost as if he thinks that the lad and he, they've stumbled on the rare points and parts of agreement. Bless Mr. Eames' heart and his soul, and how he carries on, with conviction: )

The cap'n? Course. Course he pays his debts. You ask me, and you're asking again, don't want it said I'm running to tell tales, I'm not

( Hastily, for plausible deniability. There be pains a snitch suffers on deck, and he ain't one. Won't go down for it. Not he. )

You ask me, he ain't be seen at no cards table, not ever. Sometimes be at dice, though he a good throw. Me, I'm thinkin', maybe he's not for gambling. For debts. He's.... above us. Ye know, lad? Studied. Man's educated. Made'imself.
sansdoute: (briggs)

[personal profile] sansdoute 2022-06-06 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
( Ah, but there's almost the edge of laughter cutting his mouth, a steely turn to his lips, disbelief obvious and plain —

For those, of course, possessed of sight. )


And was it gravity that propelled his belongings into your uninterested and grudging hands? ( Forgive his immediate and unending doubt. ) Were you entirely and wholly distraught to observe this gain that your hands unwittingly acquired?

( Is this, then, the spectacle of a young girl bemoaning the turn of fate that condemned her to theft by accident? How very droll. )
reticence: (wary looking up)

[personal profile] reticence 2022-06-06 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Faolan takes a moment to gather himself and take things in as he gazes up at his -- he refuses to admit that he needed rescuing. The man who had helped him defeat that creature. No, he doesn't look like he should have been able to do a thing like that. Certainly not with his bare hands. Had the creature been weaker than it had looked? Then again -- no, it had been as strong as any man when it had overtaken Faolan...

He blinks up at him, before pushing himself more upright.]


I have. Seen better days.

[He gestures at the creature.] What in the name of all that is holy is that?

[And what are you, for that matter... One step at a time.]
sansdoute: (eames)

[personal profile] sansdoute 2022-06-06 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Ye know... only resting me eyes?

( It's said with the sort of innocence generally reserved for young animals and forlorn babes, which transforms Mr. Eames' face into something entirely, unfortunately unnatural.

Another sippy-sip of his rum will help that, he s'pposes — and recalls his manners enough to wipe the end of his bottle with the flat of his palm, before offering it over to the good doctor. Sharing be carin', and this here, a man who works himself for'em, to the bone. )


Just not helpin'. Don't know why. Me, I'm healthy as a fiddle. You throw anything at me, you do it now, I'm on me feet. Erryday, five o' the morning, with the sun. I'm walking the deck, like I should, as it be befitting my station. I'm helpin' with every chore. Ask me! Any. I eat cleanly, drink me water.

( And... more than that. )
sansdoute: (quicksilver sam)

[personal profile] sansdoute 2022-06-07 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
( A fine job, yes, only the hauntings haven't ceased yet. Stalled, perhaps. And he can't well say if it's the man or his countless peers, or the fact that the Pariah has now launched herself full force at sea.

But the ghosts return, for all their efforts of exorcism, for all of Quicksilver's pleading. The ghosts give him no leave. )


You... you can't hear them? ( No. No, his face turns, darkens. He knows, remembers, they never hear them. Only Quicksilver does, alone, secluded. Only him, and his wretched fate. )

Don't worry. They won't concern you. They don't trouble innocents.
reticence: (really)

[personal profile] reticence 2022-06-07 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Faolan raises his eyebrows at that suggestion. He's not a religious man -- if there were a god then he has been abandoned long ago -- and so the whole display with the priests is...

Just that. A display. But the pirates seemed to insist on it, so he had assumed that they would all be of the same religious sort. The captain certainly is, anyway.]


You don't approve?
eighttaels: (Default)

[personal profile] eighttaels 2022-06-07 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
( There's a gravitational pull to authority that propels Shi Qingxuan immediately and gratefully within a speaker's orbit. It's not the words that ease him, nor their reason, but — and his arms cross over his chest, as he wilts down into a conversational form — the man's certitude.

A wet deck, dangers that stormed but never struck him, the grievous cacophony of sound behind him. He's tired, too tired. Wiping his forehead with the back of his hand, then uttering: )


What's the POINT of all this, anyway? Aha... if we're not A LEARNED CREW, aren't we just fumbling to the BEST of our abilities and BEING INCONVENIENT?
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[personal profile] song_of_fire 2022-06-07 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
I have two questions.

Any suggestions how Drogon is behaving during this voyage and how the crew respond to him? I just want to make sure I'm not taking liberties.

Also, some of the crew get their tongues out? Would it be possible for Dany to try to convince some sailors to mutiny? I fully expect it to fail and for her to be punished, if you allow this.
eighttaels: (fifty bucks an hour)

[personal profile] eighttaels 2022-06-07 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
( ...well, well. Will wonders never cease? There's a string of petty, abbreviated nods, as if Shi Qingxuan is truly mulling the matter over, and the glorious impact of prayer to his brother likewise — and not simply absorbing kindness and heat.

A hard world to live in, this, and petulance wins him no kindness. In his mouth, he tastes ash and drifting reverie. )


AAaaaaaaAaaaaAaaahhhh????? Is that SO? YOUR HIGHNESS, surely you haven't been DESERTED?

( ...really, has heartfelt devotion squandered to nothing, then? Were all of his Highness' acolytes and allies and untouchable ghostly acquaintances like dust in the... the wind? )

AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAA YOUR HIGHNESS, what is your LUCK, for ALL of them to flee you, really, did you SPRAY THEM WITH WATER or maybe VINEGAR?
unas: ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ (Default)

[personal profile] unas 2022-06-07 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
( there's a beat, two-- )

I hide it from everyone. It's necessary to.

( for her or at least for her in her time. she hasn't given him context for why and is almost on a knife edge about it, able to fall either way as to whether she will or not, though una would much prefer not to.

and then shevpauses, changing track )


Are you calling what you did an ability?

( so not a really specific personal transporter )
reticence: (sword raised)

[personal profile] reticence 2022-06-07 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that was.

Something.

It's not every day that things just happen when people wave their hands about. Faolan isn't stupid -- he knows it has something to do with that stick in the other man's hand, but that's about where his knowledge stops. After all, he doesn't have any experience with this sort of thing.

He raises his eyebrows at his companion, both at -- whatever in the hell that was -- and also the gesture that follows. Alright, fine. Two can play at this game.

Faolan draws a dagger, waiting until the man has cleared the rail and lands on the deck before he releases it. The weapon sails in a perfect arc, sinking into the chest of the second invader, who drops onto the deck -- dead, a look of stunned surprise on his face.

Faolan makes a (somewhat more sarcastic) gesture back at his companion as if to say, tadaa, before crossing the distance and retrieving his dagger.

"I imagine that it's certainly their goal," he says, nodding toward the dead man.
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[personal profile] mypreciousworld 2022-06-07 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ is it that obvious? tenn did take some time to figure out exactly how it worked. he also figured that he would only need to fire one... two... shots? or at least wave it around to intimidate whoever might get in his face.

another sigh, which comes with the additional bonus of tenn deflating right before moran's very eyes. ]


... Kujo Tenn.

[ and if that doesn't spark anything familiar, then... good. probably.

he better ask, though: ]


How did you know...

[ for future reference. obviously. ]
song_of_fire: (Default)

[personal profile] song_of_fire 2022-06-07 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
It was mostly on the grounds of mistreatment. If two of the crew loses their tongues, then she's going to want to push them to fight for better treatment. Mutilation is too much for her.

I mean, I imagine they will ignore her the second she brings it up. She won't have much discretion about her thoughts, so it could be a very short attempt that could lead to punishment, I imagine.
somebadnews: (133)

[personal profile] somebadnews 2022-06-07 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ He looks perplexed, but then like he's seriously considering that statement. Sure, they had to hide abilities in Taravast for a time, but Five didn't really experience much prejudice when his power makes it easy to get the last word in. The worst were the necromancers who could sense the mirror inside him and kept trying to operate on him. Are there people who would want to... harvest her blood or something?

So many questions, but he's thrown by what she asks him. ]


Spatial jumping? [ What else could she be talking about? ] Of course. It's not magic, it's just something I can do.

[ Not unlike her glowing immune system, he's guessing. ]
song_of_fire: (Default)

[personal profile] song_of_fire 2022-06-07 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ohhhhh, that's my bad. I must have misread that. My apologies.

I guess that throws out my desire for Dany to face some kind of punishment out the window.
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[personal profile] mypreciousworld 2022-06-07 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ tenn's eyes widen. xiè lián, ruining some of those robes... just for this?

yeah, maybe if tenn were that desperate--- and he certainly was almost at that point, but.

it's too late to ask him if he's sure. it's already been done, so tenn might as well take the bag and place the gathered foodstuffs inside. ]


... at least this way, we can take more back to the boat... I wasn't planning on grabbing things just for myself.

Do you like mushrooms?
song_of_fire: (Default)

[personal profile] song_of_fire 2022-06-07 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
That sounds fair. I'll think of some way for her to pull some sort of slight. Thanks!
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[personal profile] wooden_one 2022-06-07 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
[It didn't surprise him to hear that he had gone into seclusion. He was due to do it at some point in the next few years. So that made sense.

The revelation that he wasn't missing for five years is a relief (confusing but a relief even so). Enough so that he relaxes a little.

But, the way Mo Ran's face falls makes him tense again. Did something more happen? Should he...say something?]


You...

[Comes out a little stiffly but not as sharply as before. But it's left unfinished because.......what should he say? He doesn't have a lot of time to think about it before a wave comes at the ship. He wasn't a clumsy man by any means but he is unused to being on a ship and the strange way it can move so he stumbles as well...right into Mo Ran.

To his shame, he notices that Mo Ran's chest is very firm.]
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-07 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Spatial jumping.

( the repetition is a process, una's never heard of it before, at least not on an individual biological level. and this wouldn't be something her people do: how would it serve them? )

I've never seen it in that way. Without technology.
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[personal profile] mypreciousworld 2022-06-07 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ the romantic is what keeps tenn somewhat grounded, allows a warm breeze to fill his sails and allows his own ship to move along normally calm waters. it's the cold and cruel reality of showbusiness that acts as an iceberg to complete, foolish optimism, though that itself is a buoy he can touch and cling onto... ]

I think I get it.

[ know enough, but not too much. don't get lost. it makes sense. but. ]

Is that how you've survived?
sacral: (pic#15343117)

i'm sleepy but not enough

[personal profile] sacral 2022-06-07 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ He sure did just do that.

Subaru startles to a stop when the blade impacts flesh in the blink of an eye — the birds were probably a surprise, yes, but so is this. His would-be attacker stumbles off of him with a breathy gurgle and into the waiting grasp of the ship's crew; if he doesn't die quickly, he'll be interrogated. Iron scents the air and Subaru reaches out with one arm to steady the boy at his side, the other crossing in front of him with a talisman to draw a shimmering ward against the first man to attack. It'll do for this split second where the shock is still new. With the other man kept at bay, Subaru doesn't avert his gaze from him, though his attention is torn and elsewhere.
]

...thank you. [ Heavily, but sincere. ] Are you alright?

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