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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

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[personal profile] sacral 2022-06-13 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Where he comes from, dudes getting murk'd is sort of commonplace — not that he's partaken of such festivities (on purpose), but when the apocalypse is in full swing, you come to expect the worst. The boy's response causes a reflexive wave across his expression, there and gone again. Understanding, maybe?

On a scale from one to uh-oh, this situation isn't the most comfortable but it is manageable.
]

Do what? [ He lets the talisman go and it sticks to the air as if slapped onto an invisible wall. There, it ripples, charges, and when Subaru slashes his fingers across it, blasts the man halfway across the deck and into one the masts. He will... survive, but it won't be pleasant. THe barrier calms, dissipates. ] That? It's my family's magic.

[ By now, the Pariah's crew is swarming about, peering over the side of the boat to try and spot any more intruders. ]

Come on. We should get you below deck.
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Daenerys Targaryen | A Song of Ice and Fire | Old Timer

[personal profile] song_of_fire 2022-06-13 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
I. THAT SON OF A BISCUIT EATER

[Perhaps this was the life Dany might have had, had she pursued sailing instead of ruling as a queen. But as this crew seemed more like pirates than merchants, she couldn't say she was feels as comfortable as she had during other sailing trips. Added in was the Concord and the crew that were slowly appearing on the ship.

Tensions were high, and as it seemed there might be a battle coming, loyalty was being scrutinized even further. Dany could endure insults and attacks, such things were common for a queen, but even during watch duty, having someone constantly follow and question her, it was starting to test her patience.

Drogon remained close. During the early days of this journey, he had been languid and excited to fly over the ocean. He listened to her commands and never breathed fire on the ship, hunting several feet away for large fish or mermaids. He seemed at home. But with the frequent trespassers, something shifted in him. He was tense and on guard, snapping at sudden changes in the wind or a different smell.

The Concord was close behind them. He had to sense it.

Climbing up to the Crow's Nest, Dany stared across the water. The ship was near and so was dawn. With the sightlines clear, there would be some sort of battle and conflict. There was only the tension of what was to come.

Another her joined her in the small space and she gave a smile.]


Are you my watch partner?

II. MOLLYWICK

[The crew spoke of treasure, and it wasn't clear whether it first intrigued Dany or the sailors had essentially gotten her to agree to excursion. Either way, she had a shovel pushed into her arms and was given a list of coordinates, told to dig said treasure as fast as she could.

Fine. She'd gladly accept the adventure, if only to explore the island that Drogon didn't seem interested in flying over, and to stretch her legs. The coordinates were easy to find, for the most part. She had to employ some techniques Ser Barristan taught her, but in the middle of the dunes, there was supposedly something buried.

She was a few feet deep when another came to join her, looking about as confused as she felt.]


Did you get enlisted in this too? I think I am close.
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[personal profile] inkfire 2022-06-13 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ That gets a bark of laughter from him, and he turns to look at the other man, although it's difficult to accurately gauge his features with the lack of light. ] Really? You can tell the future?

[ Who cares about annoying cups and bowls when someone can predict the future! ]
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[personal profile] inkfire 2022-06-13 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
Did you grow up on the streets or something? [ Mo Ran's not unfamiliar with sleeping outside, in tents, or up in trees, but he's still not going to think of a prison as something nice. ]

I showed up on some rafts a couple of days ago. [ He says it with a shrug. It's not the first time he's woken up somewhere unexpected, even though this place is nothing like waking up in a whore house. ] Is it always like this, with the ships and the weird priests and all that?
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[personal profile] inkfire 2022-06-13 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh but that's so much more interesting. ] What kind of questions did you ask? Did you ask about that weird priest? Or what the captain's quarters look like?
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[personal profile] inferus 2022-06-13 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
( Wrath appears behind her as she steps on to the plank. Shadows surround him, slip over the area behind her as he transvenios to her location and then immediately realizes- His heart jumps up into his throat, lodging there. The world slows down, and he sees her-

Emilia. She's stepped on to the plank over the dark water below, over the danger all around her. She has been called out here by the mental influence of this magical, terrible place, and he wishes to raze it all to the ground for what it's done to her.

Tear it to bits, bring it to its knees- But he can't.

She's lost in thoughts given to her by the curse. She seeks her sister - the very same one who-

His arm winds around her strong, certain like a rock around her waist as he draws her in against his chest and away from the plank. Not tonight. Not his Emilia, not his wife. )


Emilia.

( He calls out to her as he pulls her in close to the strength of his chest. Like he can reach her through her name along, his fingertips dig into the low of her back, aching for her to hear him. )
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[personal profile] inkfire 2022-06-13 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mo Ran has spent the past few weeks not directly looking at his shizun, trying his very best to be respectful and dutiful, like a good disciple. But to have Chu Wanning in his arms again, his delicate scent reaching Mo Ran's noise—

It's something he shouldn't think about. Shouldn't do. He lets go of Chu Wanning, putting a little space between them, just in case he needs to catch his shizun again. His tongue feels thick in his mouth, his entire body too tense. ]


Only a few days, Shizun. I woke up on some rafts and a lady sorceress gave us these communication devices and helped us on the ship. [ He glances around at the ship, thinking about everything he's encountered so far, and it makes him worried. ] Shizun. Have you been okay?
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[personal profile] thesuspense 2022-06-13 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's entirely possible that Xue Yang just heard the word 'stab' and felt it applies to him. Or maybe he's been watching her ever since that first scream, just weighing what to do, how much he cares, and what would be most entertaining.

Either way, it is only now that he interferes, landing behind the fallen pirate and stabbing him for her - so helpful.]


Why bother asking? In that time, you'll get stabbed.

[He wipes the blood off his own blade using his clothes, his eyes on her steadily.]

What are you here for? Ugh.
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-06-13 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
I would say probably about half of it. We tend to stay in places for two or 3 months, and then move on for a few weeks.

We have covered some ground, but measuring distance is tricky in an unknown land.

[And of course...]

These places we've visited, they have something called a beacon, which has the power of sending us back to where we came from. It did work, for some people. A few people in our group left through those means. But they're difficult to power and usually only work for a little time. So we keep moving to the next one.
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-06-13 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
The way stars are arranged in the sky. Doesn't your world do that? Find shape in the sky, and give them names and stories?

[He thought that was pretty universal, as evidenced by the star chart he found here.]

In my world, there are thirteen of them who are said to preside over the birth of people, depending on the time of year. And to each of them corresponds a certain power, and the constellation will choose a Star Master, a person who can wield this power.

I am the Lord of Aquarius, and this is where my visions come from.
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-06-13 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I did not actually try for it.

[Yes, that might sound surprising.]

We were told in advance that probably only a few people at a time could go , and while I'd rather be home, there is also no pressing matter for me to attend there. I felt it better to let people who had urgent needs attempt it.
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-06-13 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Sometimes. It's a little more complicated than that, and a lot less useful than most people think.

[Ask Lan Wangji about it.]/small>

I seems to have spared me a fish friend, though.
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-06-13 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Xie Lian knows no shame whatsoever, and his sass seems to decide to come out at unexpected times, and so the pot, no matter how pulled, still does not budge.

At least not until Xie Lian starts raising it to hold it above his head.]


If I eat it, you won't have to use other stores of food for me. Isn't that better?
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-06-13 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Hm. That's what I figured. If that hadn't been the case, I know Hua Cheng would have moved Heaven and Earth to find me.

[But now he's curious about something else.]

When was the last time you saw me, though?
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-06-13 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
I... really did not, but I've been around in rough places a lot, since then.

[Listen, four walls and a roof that's not leaking too much is actually pretty nice, don't diss it.]

It's not always like that, no... although come to think of it, I also arrived on a ship myself, a while back. But no one really knows how people appear here or what is calling them here.
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[personal profile] valeas 2022-06-13 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I do not like to assume.

( She would rather deal with facts, with things she can trust to be true. But that was hard to achieve in her world, and it is almost as impossible to achieve in this one. It wouldn't be the first time she was told to let things lie, and she does. At least with him, unfamiliar and incurious. )

But you have chosen to travel it now.

( If old stories are to be believed, the Crossing is not a path one takes lightly, if at all. )
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[personal profile] valeas 2022-06-13 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
( hmmMMM. )

Well. If the night was cool enough, the flowers that stayed put would have a certain condensation to them I imagine the third would not. If they were completely identical, I'm not certain what else might set them apart.
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[personal profile] cairhien 2022-06-13 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Emilia.

( the woman's name is soft on her tongue, cautious to not spook her and cause her to fall. though there's a thought to use air, to perhaps bind her in place to bring her back. but perhaps she can ask her back first )

You don't want to keep walking.
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[personal profile] enucleation 2022-06-13 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ kaneki glances back at the man, although his expression remains the same. And after, he looks back at the food cooking, stirring gently so it won't break apart as it boils ]

It's a good approach, I agree. It allows you to understand your crew better. [ he shakes his white head ] It's a shame Captain Quicksilver does not share the same opinion, I have barely seen him. Did not have yet the chance to thank him for his hospitability.

[ and with a polite smile, kaneki turns back to Caladan ] I'd be happy if you could extend him my regards for taking us in. And of course, my thanks to you as well, for bringing the newcomers.
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[personal profile] techmaturgy 2022-06-13 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Suit yourself.

[He gets it, though. Viktor himself had been incredibly wary of this thing. Without much of a say in the matter, he has to do his best to look out for it, and hope that it fulfills the promise of looking out for him, as well.

Also, he likes animals. Generally speaking.
]

The crew gave it to me. They had...concerns. About my mobility.

[Viktor shrugs a little, as if to say he doesn't really get it either, but the truth is that the bird, circling above him, helps him counterbalance the rolling of the ship.]
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[personal profile] eighttaels 2022-06-13 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
( There are moments in a man's life when his jaw slackens so prolifically that every fly or small insect of the world threatens to zoom brightly in.

He is, for a moment, a furious beacon inviting just this brand of insect-born attention. Huffing. Puffing. Blinking away stupor. Tirelessly, but finally deciding: )


It's GOOD to be a man with SO MUCH imagination, but won't it make it hard to sleep at night? You'll see, you'll SEE, nightmares will keep you UP all the time!

( That's right, Shi Qingxuan has definitely just shown him up for this great injustice, with power of rhetoric alone. How shrewdly done, how efficient, he! )
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[personal profile] eighttaels 2022-06-13 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
( It should be painfully and remarkably apparent for any man served by better sense and sensibility than his Highness, but allow Shi Qingxuan to make the obvious even more plain —

( Between bites and teeth grazing and warning pinches. Martial gods should always be put in their place. ) )


If that Crimson Rain Sought Flower isn't RIGHT HERE, surely you'll bring him forward, if you act SWEETLY?

( It's in the way of fairytales, happily-ever-afters and every stalkerish Shi Qingxuan has ever known — which is to say, exclusively the one before him. )
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[personal profile] sansdoute 2022-06-13 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
( He seems, for a moment, politely wistful, the tangle of his hands tight at his lower back while he rights himself to full form, staring ahead. At what, he himself would struggle to give the say of: greys and pewter and endless, hopeless indifference.

Such is the sky of a despairing sea. )


A man puts himself on the path he wishes to take.

( An easy concession, if little else. He allows himself a moment to breathe in the salt and sweat of his men, the stench of work. It is a difficult trade, to be at sea. He has learned so, as his guests ever come to know, also. )

Without cost and gamble, we have nothing. ( And a smile, practised: ) Quicksilver makes offers intelligent men can't refuse.
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[personal profile] sansdoute 2022-06-13 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't trouble him with the likes of manners, boy.

( But he speaks it kindly, in the way of a distant uncle who remembers to remove his nephew's hand from the fire stove before it hits open flame. The lad may well learn on his time, but it costs Caladan little to give him the empty warning early. )

Quicksilver's temper can surprise you. ( And laughter, thin and reedy, wet: ) It surprises himself.

( But is he accusing, then? Criticising? Or perhaps simply amusing himself with the observation? A man stranded at sea must make his own entertainment. And Caladan Kreil finds it now, gaze hard over Kaneki, measuring: )

Little friend, I know of you. I know your name. We kept you poor Ishmael, on that ship yonder. ( At least there's some gain to keeping all of Quicksilver's priests, that they might prevent the curses drawn by ferrying a cadaver. ) You're like Quicksilver, aren't you? You've made your dangerous trades.
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[personal profile] sansdoute 2022-06-13 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
( The object is natural, immediate, God-fearing: )

If you eat, and you die, we —

( But then, something clicks, Mr. Briggs' hands withdraw, and there's the dangerous edge of smug, ill-won satisfaction to him, for the boy has done him a great pleasure and service he has only now realised.

Of course, let him feast of his folly, let him suffer for it. )


...old Ishmael hardly had enough meat on him. If you die, I assure you, we'll feed you to your fellow. Don't think we're unaware of the manner of creatures you are and bring with you.

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