The Drunk Elf Pirates and the Quest for the Wine-thieves

[PippinTook]

*Pansy, thoroughly excited about her first day on the job, was extremely perky and smiling that morning. She noticed the new crewmember and introduced herself. The whole ship was bustling with work until people started yelling about an intruder and Sicirus ran after them. Pansy, not having anything in particular to do, ran after the second-mate, whipping out her frying pan.*

Sicirus: Why are you breaking onto our ship mate? But now that ye is here you can never leave....alive!
Pansy: I got your back, Sicirus! *to Lostyia* You better be careful! I've got a frying pan and I know how to use it! And I dont mean cooking bacon! *brandishes frying pan*

*Quite surprised that the intruder was an oddly colored woman, Pansy sort of cocked her head but kept her frying pan held like a sword. Sicirus probably could have handled this herself, but it was a good idea to have back-up.*

[The last sane person]

Koroush heard the commotion of running feet on the deck above him, juding that all was getting under way. After he had talked with his fellow crewmates, and being bandaged up by Luthien (for which he was very grateful) and better yet given a pipe and tobaco by Faligorn, he went to work down in the hold.

"That was rather good of him to offer me this. A decent elf, never thought I would see one of those. Not to mention Luthien bandagin' me up to boot. I figure I'll fit cozy as I please in this lot." He murmured to himself while sizing up a broken spar for refitting. While making the intital cuts into a piece of future spar, he heard a rather odd comotion on the mess deck directly above him.

"Odd, crew be sneaking off for snacks?" Then he heard the whole "ye come here, ye be sushi" routine, and immediatly grabbed his pistol and sword and charged up towards the galley. To greet his sight, he saw a technicolored woman confronted with a sword weilding Sirius, and a pan holding Pansy.

He drew his pistol, primed and readied. "Sir...ma'm...Sir?, why am I thinking that thing will get a friend in the brig...? Or the sea another body."

[Earniel]

Luthien: *at the helm* We're out in open water and on course! We're ahead of the storm!

Eärniel: Good! Then we can concentrate on flushing out the intruder. *turns around and takes a last look at Mithlond and salutes* See you, Cirdan, Mithlond, until I wash unto your shores again. *to Tiny* Tiny, you can start on a breakfast. *smiles* Just check whether there isn't an intruder hiding among your pans and pots, I think it she'll be edible.

*Eärniel signals the crew in the ropes that they can get down and start looking for the intruder.*

Eärniel: Where is Sicirus? She's supposed to be on deck when we leave an harbour.

Ethuliel: Pansy is also gone, and the last new crewmember, Koroush. I think they may have gone after the intruder.

Eärniel: Let's hope they leave enough to throw in the brig then. How's the head? Do you need a visit to the infirmary?

[Lostyia Delr-Padroot]

Lostyia stared at the group infront of her and imediatly recognized the guy with the gun as the target. "Hello, Koroush. I was hired to kill you. Not to kill anyone else so call off the hounds; then it would be just me and you. Die an honorable death, and do not get blamed for the others."

Siricus: Not bloody likely, you hit my friend on the head.

Lostyia: Do you think she would let me get past her with out knocking her temporaly unconcious? No she wouldn't.

Pansey: Now your trying to kill someone, think you'll get away with that?

Koroush: Who hired you?

Lostyia: I don't know who hired me. No one tells me there real names infear I get captured. Though I never get captured. Any-way I need Money."

Eärniel: *Walks up and here's the last part* Getting money for one of our crew members is a death wish.

Lostyia: *Turned to Eärniel, her eyes changing colors from a calm blue to a deep purple* A death wish? I have a better idea. Let's strike a deal."

Ethuliel: A deal? *still rubing her head.* You bloody hit me in the head!!

Lostyia: *realising the increase in numbers* Yes, I did. *she turned back to Eärniel* I wont kill any one if I become part of your crew.

Siricus: Wait you want to ... what???

Lostyia: I need the money to keep on the move. If I can stay on the move without getting paid then without getting paid i wont have to kill. But you have to make me a member.

Eärniel: what can you do?

Siricus: You can't be serious!

Lostyia: I can weave, fight, pick locks, cook.

Eärniel: We have others that can do the same.

Lostyia: I am a healer. For most of my life I apprenticed in the art and am quite good at it.

Ethuliel: prove it.

Lostyia: *went to Ethuliel and took some herbs out of a hidden pocket in her cloak and reattached her sword to her back. Ever aware of all the weapons still pointed at her. Ethuliel held a sword at lostyia's neck* Ill heal that bump on your head but you'll have to put your sword up. Don't worry your mates have your back. * Ethuliel put the sword down grudgenly. Lostyia applied the herbs on her head with a mixture of sea water. she knew it would sing for a moment* first it will be cold for the swelling. Then it will heat up for the pain. soon it will be numb and be fully recoverd in a about half an hour. but until then do not go to sleep, the medication won't finish what its doing untill then. You will die if you go to sleep, because i knocked you unconcious.
*then she turned to the rest of the group.* Untill it is healed you can put me in the brig. *she took out her sword again and handed it to Eärniel* I am trusting you with my sword untill she is healed. If anything happens to it I Will Kill You With My own hands. *then she let go of the sword*

occ: sorry for using you names but i needed to get myself established. oh, by the way, i have a pic of my character. ill show you all in the occ later. i haven't had time to scan the colored version that also includes a pic of my Tri-blade sword. . Now it's some one elses turn.

[Last Child of Ungoliant]

faligorn walked up, and pulled his two swords from his back at the sight of the intruder, and stood covering an exit until he was sure the others had subdued her before returning to his duties, muttering about security, and being safe to do his work in peace

[Earniel]

OOC: Eärniel wouldn't have let you lay hands on any crewmember at the moment, healer or no. And she wouldn't have let herself be blackmailed into taking somebody into the crew that easily,mind you. But let it be as it is.

IC:

Eärniel: *takes sword* If for anything, I have a respect for weapons, so fear not: nothing will happen to your sword. But don't ever again make empty threats to me. Sicirus, ask Luthien to unlock the brig, get Bob out of there, she has to make place for a new inhabitant.

Sicirus: Get Bob out of the brig? Is that wise?

Eärniel: Maybe not, but it'll be on my responsibility. Escort Bob to the captain afterwards. Pansy, go with her. *nods to Lostyia* That way please, after you, where I can see you.

*They reach the brig which Bob has just vacated. Lostyia enters on her own. Eärniel makes sure that the brig is locked securely afterwards.*

Lostyia: *confident* You will see that your crewwoman will heal soon.

Eärniel: You used a dangerous method to cure a headache. So I hope she'll be okay soon for your sake. In the mean time you'll have to remain here until the captain decides just what to do with you. It ain't my right of decision to let you become part of the crew. *to Faligorn* Tell Tiny to prepare an extra meal for our new... guest, will you? I'll see what the captain has to say about this all. I hope she's in a good mood, though.

[Indril Anarion]

Luthien replaced the key around her neck shortly after locking up the new prisoner. Again, she felt somewhat of an irony to the whole situation, she herself being locked up for sneaking aboard. She smirked at the newcomer.

Luthien: I hear yer good at pickin' locks. Try any o' that, and ye'll be walkin' the plank faster than ye could say Hail the Valar. Got it?

Lostoyia gave her a mean look as Luthien took her leave. Walking back onto the deck, she ran into Koroush, who was repairing some old wooden boards.

Luthien: Aye, glad to see those are bein' fixed. How are the bandages holding up?

[Last Child of Ungoliant]

faligorn bowed at earniel's command and scuttled off in search of the esteemed cook

[Bunnie_Queen_1146]

*Walks over to Galley*

Tiny: Lalalala..What a wonderfull day!* stops singing * What shall we make this morning...umm...ok Cut up some fruit..Oh I'm talking to myself. OH well. Making a fruit salad!! What else shall we have? How about some french toast.....and how about some cereal?

*Whips up food*

Tiny:*Goes outside and screams BREAKFAST TIME!*
BREAKFAST TIME!!!!

[Last Child of Ungoliant]

faligorn almost bumped into tiny as she cam outside
excuse me tiny, we seem to have a new shipmate, earniel would like it if you would be able to make her some food
he said
i would say bread and water
he added with a wry smile!

[ethuiliel]

*After the intruder had been taken to the brig, Ethuiliel wandered back on deck. When she hears Tiny yelling about breakfast, she goes to get hers.*

*Just as Ethi finished breakfast*

Eärniel: How's the head?

Ethuiliel: *grudgingly* Better. But I don't think you should reward her for healing an injury she caused herself.

OOC: Happy, Lostyia? I'm healed, but that doesn't mean I have to be grateful.

[The last sane person]

Koroush was confused. Hired to kill him? Well, yes, he had many enemies but none that would waste money hiring a killer. So he thought till now. Shaken he went back to refitting the spar, once doen with that, he took to reflooring the gunners deck. Soon Luthien turned up.

"How are those bandages holding up?" She asked

"Eh? Oh, I dunno, I havent bothered to look with all the commotion of that weird woman onboard. How'd she get on anyways? Shimmy up the anchor chain?" He rolled up his shirt to check the bandages.

"Well, after working and getting em dirty, I think they need a change, but it can wait for now. I got to finish the last batch of planks for the gunnery deck." He picked up his planer and was about to go back to work, when he noticed Luthiens flat look.

"If those arms of your get infected, more than likely off they come and no planks will be refitted at all." SHe sighed and twirled the key around her neck.

"any word on who hired her? To kill me, I mean. After all, I didnt think I had enemies who would waste money on an assasin."

[Count Comfect]

*The Count slid up to Nurvingiel, noticing that they seemed to be the only two people not involved in capturing or dealing with the intruder*

Count: Why do you think an intruder would choose the moment just as we sailed off to try to get on the ship? He or she would be trapped onboard with us.

Nurv: Maybe that's what they wanted. After all, once we're away we're not as likely to get rid of them. Assuming the captain doesn't use the plank.

Count: Good point, but it still puzzles me. Oh well. Nice to be off, though, isn't it?

Nurv: Yes.

[Nurvingiel]

Nurv: Yes, it really is. Maybe we should go talk to this intruder too, find out what's going on.

Count: Yeah, I want to know how they went from fighting to chatting myself.

*They go down to the brig, just as Koroush said, "I didnt think I had enemies who would waste money on an assasin."*

Count: Wait a minute, she was hired to kill one of our crew members?

Sicirus: Seems that way.

Eärniel: We were considering having her join the crew.

Nurv (glares at Lostiya): Why? We don't need a new member.

Ethuiliel: Well, she is a healer. But still...

Nurv (to Ethuiliel): How can we possibly trust her though? You're tough, you would have been fine. I admit a skillful healer would be useful, but not when we could expect a knife in the back as soon as aid.


OOC: Nothing personal against your character, I just think mine would react that way.
EDITED. for clarity.

[Earniel]

*Eärniel leaves the crew talking and goes to the captain's cabin, where Xen is still waiting for her rapport.*

Eärniel: *salutes* Intruder disarmed and locked in the brig, ma'm. I let Bob out because it would get rather crowded in there otherwise, and since I think she is the lesser of evils.

Xen: What did the intruder want?

Eärniel: Funny thing, really. To kill Koroush.

Xen: Koroush? What has he done to merit that? Carpented one beautiful girl's bedroom too many?

Eärniel: I have no idea, ma'm, and neither has Koroush himself by the looks of it. Unless he's a very actor. But the assassin demands to join the crew if we don't want her to kill anybody. She needs the money, she says.

Xen: I'm not inclined to meet that demand just yet.

Eärniel: Neither am I. She also claimed to be a healer and has healed the headache she inflicted on Ethuliel. But to be frank, I think I'd choose the disease over the cure with this particular healer...

Xen: We could use a real healer, that is true. *fingers drumming on railing* But this could also be an attempt to wait for another good opportunity to kill Koroush when she doesn't find herself surrounded by swords pointing in her direction. And letting people sneak in and kill my crew aboard my own ship unpunished, is just bad manners. No, let her stay in the brig for a while until we can be sure of her. Speaking of Koroush... how are his repairs coming on?

Eärniel: He is still working on the gunnery deck. We have enough material to do all the repairs, but I gather it might be easier to do the repairs on the hull in a harbour or near an island. With all the commotion in Mithlond, we left too quick to finish those.

Xen: Very well. Look at your maps and search an island in our vicinity for that. We can use that opportunity to finish and finetune the new crew's sailing skills.

Eärniel: I'll get on it right away. *leaves*

[Lostyia Delr-Padroot]

occ: no offense to any one, expecially my character hasn't really been established but i would problably act a little difernt
to nurv:instead of: (Lostiya: I'm a healer though, I just healed Ethuiliel.) i would of probably ignored you.
to indi: to your character i Would have obserbly laughed out loud.
But those are honest mistakes:> i do it every once in a while to (screw up anothers character, i mean)

ic: *Lostyia counted the minutes, soon it reached the half an hour. She let the time pass to see if she would be let out. After 15 extra minutes she knew that they were planning on leaving her in there. Well, she wouldn't use magic, and it would be stupid to escape the brig she was left to one real solution: screaming for the captian* TAKE ME TO THE CAPAIN OR BRING THE CAPTAIN TO ME!!!! TAKE ME TO THE CAPAIN!!!! TAKE ME TO THE CAPAIN OR BRING THE CAPTAIN TO ME!!!! TAKE ME TO THE CAPAIN OR BRING THE CAPTAIN TO ME!!!! TAKE ME TO THE CAPAIN!!!! TAKE ME TO THE CAPAIN OR BRING THE CAPTAIN TO ME!!!! TAKE ME TO THE CAPAIN OR BRING THE CAPTAIN TO ME!!!! *She kept on going untill someone came, being very voisterous and stubborn she would keep going no matter what!*

occ: If someone could get me to the captain, or the captain to me that would be great. then we could take it from there. Also isn't there suppose to be a storm coming. Next, i could also cure Koroush while he trying to get info out of me or something like that. (just an idea)
OH, here is my colord version with my sword, if you enlarge it (zoom) then you should be able to read it, if you cant, then ask.
here it is: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v6...olord165yr.jpg

[Last Child of Ungoliant]

faligorn stood watching the strange display of the intruder, before returning to his duties
if there's any healing to be done, i'll be the one to do it! go stealin' my job, and she'll be stealin' my herbs and potions next!
he muttered to himself, as he pushed the mop up and down the deck

[Earniel]

OOC: Lostyia, try to keep all things OOC out of the game thread, we've got a nice discussion thread just for it. Use it, it's there for exactly that purpose.

[Sicirus]

Ooc: WOW, you people posted a lot since the last time I posted. Well I guess I have been busy lately with school and watching Monty Python constantly. So oh well!

Ic: Sicirus watched as the assasin was put into the brig and Bob was let out. She could not believe the capatin would keep someone like this. I mean why would the captain risk having someone on board who was willing to kill someone for an object...money? It puzzzled the elf but she decided she would leave and go get some breakfast before returning to her work.

ooc; And now I cannot Finish my post. I will finish tomorrow. Sorry about that.

[PippinTook]

*Pansy, very grateful to have what seemed to be a somewhat important job, watched at Bob was let out of the brig, and the odd woman put in. Pansy held her pan close and walked beside Sicirus, who was escorting her to the Captain's cabin. Pansy was not one to be serious in general, so she felt like getting to know Miss Bob better.*

Pansy: So...your name is Bob??
Bob: Heck no.
Pansy: Whew, I should hope not.
Bob: Why exactly are they letting me out?
Pansy: Oh, well, you see, there was that rather odd looking lady who hopped aboard, knocked Ethuiliel over the head, said she wanted to kill Koroush, and was captured by Sicirus and set in the brig, but still demands to join the crew. So, I suppose Earniel decided you are less of a threat.

*Sicirus knocked on the Captain's door just as Earniel opened it. The first mate nodded and walked on. Pansy followed Sicirus and Bob into the room and saluted the Captain.*