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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

song_of_fire: ([Daenerys] Okay That's Funny)

[personal profile] song_of_fire 2022-07-28 08:19 am (UTC)(link)
As she had to bare a breast in Qarth, it doesn't matter very much that she's bare now. No one was around and if someone came, she would have a moment of embarrassment, but none of this was out of the ordinary for her. She made love under the open sky before, she had been naked out in the wild before. But even if she hadn't, she wouldn't care, so long as she could feel him this way again.

They were so close to each other. She could feel his heart beating against her own. It took a moment to register, but she grinned, laughing a bit breathlessly. "I will have to move then. Do you think you can bear it for a moment?"

That question could be asked of her as well. His lips were sweet and she wanted more kisses. After so long being deprived, she was parched.
northerndragon: Jon smiled a strange, sad smile. "And pull your hood up. The snowflakes are melting in your hair." (sad smile)

[personal profile] northerndragon 2022-07-28 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
“If I must,” he says, all light and rueful. But when she pulls away, he nearly leans forward to follow her before he catches himself.

His own breeches feel tighter now. He loosens them at the waist, so she can pull them down when she wishes it. After a moment’s further thought, he rocks backwards, so that he isn’t on his knees anymore: instead, his feet are flat on the sand, and his knees are raised, and his arse is on the velvet mantle.

This will do about as well as anything, out here. There is no chance that they will have days to themselves on this island, but they can steal these last few moments.
techmaturgy: (7)

[personal profile] techmaturgy 2022-07-28 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
People were simply frightened of its power. They certainly changed their minds once my research partner and I gave them an effective way to harness it.

[And a way to make money from it, more importantly. He sounds just a little embittered, not dissimilar to the way Emilia likely feels. She reminds him of their current predicament and Viktor lets out a breathy little laugh, no real humor in it.]

Yes, I suppose we do.
rumorate: (Default)

[personal profile] rumorate 2022-07-29 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[She nods, a small smile crossing her face.]

In some ways, it was nice. When we were teenagers, our brother died, and I feel like, in his own weird way, Klaus was able to keep Ben with us. Even if we couldn't see him or hear him.

[A beat.]

Then again, Ben was stuck with Klaus the whole time. I love Klaus, but he's ... a lot. One would even say he's too much.
song_of_fire: ([Daenerys] I Have An Idea)

[personal profile] song_of_fire 2022-07-29 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
It was a simple thing to wriggle out of her pants, pushing them away along with her boots. Jon apparently had fallen into a better position when she returned. She grinned, crawling up and over until she was settled on his lap, naked as her nameday.

It was almost like flying in a sense, when they were together like this. He pushed her higher and higher, as though she were soaring through the sky. It was an addicting feeling, making her realize that Targaryen love was similar to the bonds of their dragons. Magic, deep and powerful.

She rocked her hips against him, gauging his level of excitement. "Has it been lonely in your hammock?"
northerndragon: i don't have time for frivolity. i have to hurry up and die. (drained the blood from my heart)

I wonder how the whale feels about the fact that it’s now a sex whale.

[personal profile] northerndragon 2022-07-29 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
He watches her as she crosses the sand, all bare and lithe; his own gaze is soft and hungry. But then she’s on him, in his lap again, and as she rocks her hips against him, he puts his arms around her.

“I think it must be lonely in any hammock. These men, though, I don’t think most of them have anybody.”

He suspects that a few of the pirates might be like a few men in the Watch: they seem to have each other. But he doesn’t wish to be sure of it.

After a long look, he kisses her again, a kiss like a starving man, then adds, “I love the sight of you.”
chosenbylight: do not take (093)

[personal profile] chosenbylight 2022-07-29 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Anduin allows himself a moment to consider this. To consider Wrathion, and the cuff itself. Perhaps appreciating his work had not been the intention of this gift, precisely. But --

"Perhaps, then, when circumstances allow," Anduin says, thoughtfully, "you will indulge me with an original design."

A slow smile creeps across his features. He thinks he might like to be given such a gift. From Wrathion. Made by Wrathion. Especially for him, without the need to disguise it under the trappings of Stormwind's regalia.

"I understand you are quite the craftsman."
blackscales: Commission, Do Not Take! (8)

[personal profile] blackscales 2022-07-30 01:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Compliments are always welcome.

Wrathion lofts an eyebrow at that, nods finally. He turns toward the hand that gently pushed hair out of his face, lifts one of his own to gently grasp Anduin about the wrist -- fingers closing over the cuff.

"Usually I make people work first."

Is Anduin Wrynn skipping the fetch quests, demanding gifts of his own? The privileges of rank, it seems, are many and varied.
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[personal profile] chosenbylight 2022-07-30 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"You would not want for people to think that you are looking favorably on me," Anduin says, his lips quirking up further at the edges, a playful twinkle lighting in the blue of his eyes. "That would give off entirely the wrong impression, giving a favor, favorably."

Is he enjoying himself, being perhaps somewhere on the side of overly facetious in this moment? Why yes, yes he is. But he's also enjoying the fact that he can be. That he doesn't have to prove anything to Wrathion, and Wrathion does not (he hopes) feel as though he needs to prove anything to him anymore. They are here, on the pretense of a treasure hunt, simply sharing -- finally -- a private moment together.

Anduin cocks his head to the side and offers, "I would do my best to earn it, if that is what is required."
valeas: (☾ p a z i e n t e)

[personal profile] valeas 2022-08-02 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
( his mirthless exhale is met with a mirthless smile, faint at the corners. her attention returns to her cauldron, the movement of her hands an extension of the way she moves in general, determined and confident. her concoction simmers as she says, ) That was bold of you and your partner.

( audacious, really.

harnessing that sort of power. in his sort of city.
)
valeas: (☾ p r e m u r o s a)

[personal profile] valeas 2022-08-02 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
( Emilia can only imagine how useful Klaus would be with her own mission. How much more efficient it would be to reach Vittoria so directly, to ask her questions to the answers she keeps searching for. Some would have said she was too much as well, Vittoria. Too much and too ungodly.

It used to make her blood boil.
)

He sounds like quite the character.

( More quietly, sincerely, she adds: ) I'm sorry. For the loss of Ben.
valeas: (☾ 2 5 9)

samesies

[personal profile] valeas 2022-08-02 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
( Those sorts of machinations aren't unfamiliar to her. She has met Wrath's brothers, after all. Knows their schemes and their betrayals. She is certain Wrath has stabbed each of them at least once. That Diego's father had a nefarious agenda is not a surprise, exactly. But it does sadden her.

That is not what family should be.
)

I can only imagine. I'm glad you had each other, at least. Your siblings.
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[personal profile] blackscales 2022-08-02 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Wrathion lifts his chin in response, exuding a faux-imperious air.

"Perhaps you should," he says. "You're quite correct, after all. Favouritism would be inappropriate, when others have had to work for such things."

So perhaps Anduin should indeed put in effort here to earn his prize. What manner of effort, Wrathion isn't certain. It would be fun to think something up, however. Some combination of tasks to keep him busy, perhaps.
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-08-02 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Me too.

[She shakes her head. She misses Ben every day, a tentacle-shaped hole where he used to be. He was the softest of them, the one who hated what their father put them through the most.]

We were only kids. Our father was trying to turn us into weapons, but we were just playing at being superheroes. I don't think we ever really thought that we could die. And then one of us did.
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[personal profile] techmaturgy 2022-08-06 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
I quit a fairly prestigious job in order to help him.

["Prestigious" in name only--like being the Dean's assistant came with any opportunities further his own research (it hadn't). Given the choice to continue to languish under Heimerdinger's mentorship, or participate in a truly groundbreaking innovation, he chose the latter at great personal risk.]

If we failed, it would have meant exile for both of us.

[Luckily, it worked.]
song_of_fire: ([Daenerys] Boatsex3)

[personal profile] song_of_fire 2022-08-06 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"You never know," she widened her eyes, grinning at him as he wrapped her in his arms. "We seemed to have hidden our own entanglement. It's possible the other pirates might have someone?" She wouldn't be shocked if there might be something between a few of the men, but it wasn't her place to assume.

Very few would be able to assume what she was doing, but here she was, rolling in the sand with Jon Snow.

She was smiling against his lips, chasing his kisses with all the eagerness of someone so long deprived of attention. She was more than happy to pounce him. "And I love the sight and feel of you."
valeas: (☾ c o r r o b o r a n t e)

[personal profile] valeas 2022-08-06 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Diego spoke of him, a little.

( Allison will likely not be surprised that he had nothing but negative things to say. His anger felt righteous, and Emilia especially is nothing if not sympathetic to that. )

I would like to say it's difficult to imagine this, but it isn't.

( Perhaps when she was more naive and full of light, but not any longer. It is not what family should be, not what a father should want for his children, but Wrath and his own siblings are a testament to how warped dynamics can become. Her family, as well, though she is more resistant to admitting it still. )
rumorate: (Default)

[personal profile] rumorate 2022-08-06 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure Diego had plenty of glowing things to say about Reginald Hargreeves. He always hated him more than the rest of us.

[A pause as she looks back over the ocean.]

But Diego's always had this way of seeing through people. Whether you want him to or not.

[She glances over to her with a small smile.]

Though I'm sorry you're familiar with it too.

[Maybe not in the same way as the Umbrella Academy, but her own family complications.]
chosenbylight: do not take (096)

[personal profile] chosenbylight 2022-08-07 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Anduin raises his eyebrows at his companion, a somewhat less faux imperious expression on his own face. At the suggestion that Wrathion might not see him more highly than one of the many champions he has worked alongside. He has an inkling that he does -- he had better -- but Anduin can play along if Wrathion so insists.

"Is the idea that I should treasure the item more for the fact that you have put me through your trials in the effort to obtain it?" he offers. "Perhaps I have gone about my own gift all wrong."
valeas: (☾ s c r u t i n i o)

[personal profile] valeas 2022-08-07 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
But you found it well worth the risk.

( That says quite a deal about his character, even if it was reckless. It also reassures her somewhat, in terms of where he stands on magic. Outside of necessary battles, Emilia is still careful about usage. If people knew the extent of what she could do, they would fear her. And fear makes monsters of men.

She reaches for a piece of muslin cloth, bits of a ragged dress she was forced to tear, in truth. Using the cloth as a filter of sorts, she pours some of her liquid wax concoction into a smaller jug.
) I don't know much about the place we're headed toward, but I can tell you every destination has had different resources available. Perhaps we'll find something there to serve our goals. ( Ellethia was, after all, once the pinnacle of innovation.

For better and worse.
)
valeas: (☾ f i o r e)

[personal profile] valeas 2022-08-08 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
( Her eyes threaten to burn, and she yanks on her fury again to center herself. It is familiar to her now, a comfort almost. Endless and potent where it simmers. She is tired of fickle magic and secrets and grief. She was so close to getting her answers, and was once again denied.

With an exhale, she moves over to Allison.
)

I survived it, and worse. So have you.

( The flowers of the island are different to the flowers of Palermo. But she has gathered some alongside berries and mushrooms. She lifts one of them up now, a jasmine, to tuck it under Allison's ear, and smiles back at her at last. ) We'll survive this all, as well. Yes?
rumorate: (20)

[personal profile] rumorate 2022-08-08 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Allison smiles at the touch of flowers, before nodding her agreement. They will find a way through this.]

Yes, we will.

[They usually do. But with that, they will continue their treasure hunt, before heading back to the ship with their spoils.]
gladiokinesis: (diegosquarebox9)

and again as i slowly drag myself out of covid hell

[personal profile] gladiokinesis 2022-08-08 12:41 pm (UTC)(link)

(it's the only family he ever knew, so diego has no basis of comparison.)

I did -- at least for a while. We all sorta scattered after Ben died. (between five's disappearance and then ben's death -- well being a group of superheroes just didn't have much appeal.)

blackscales: Commission, Do Not Take! (8)

[personal profile] blackscales 2022-08-09 11:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Is there not satisfaction in the rewards gained through hard work?"

That's generally how it's meant to work, he thinks. He certainly finds pleasure in working at a difficult task then finally seeing some payoff. Still, it admittedly doesn't usually apply to gifts.
valeas: (☾ 2 5 9)

[personal profile] valeas 2022-08-10 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I see.

( this, she knows about, too. this death. one of the first wounds allison and emilia ever shared with each other. )

I'm sorry, for Ben. I know what it is to lose a sibling.

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