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A Mutiny Amuck


In the late evening on the 35 Raktuber, the sea winds howled against the sails of the Wallasalki. However, the ship didn't find itself at sea. Instead, they had all spent several weeks docked at Waiko while the captain spent their wages ashore in the local market. Bosun Slim Jim and Master Skye were seen mingling often among the deck, speaking to various crew members and ensuring their loyalty to the ship.

Once Captain Porter had returned with his paramour Rosa, the crew seemed to be prepared, or at least hoping, that they'd cast off into the sea on another voyage to the West. But this was not so.

"Cap'n, are we finally leaving this island? Eyes are getting soggy we've been here so long." Asked the bosun, arching a brow.

"Nay, bosun. Stay your tongue and watch the scalley's for me, eh?" The captain replied coldly, a gust of sake on the man's breath. Without another word, Captain Porter had entered his cabin with Rosa and wouldn't return for the rest of the night. With a single nod to Skye, the cogs were in motion.

Silently, the ship crept off into the night and coasted along the calm seas. Slim took to the helm, his eyes adjusting in the night to look for splotches of dark shadows along the ocean horizon, their only torch to the darkness being the constellations in the sky. Once a figure had been seen in the distance, casting a pall over the stars ahead, it was notably a hill of sorts and sure enough, upon sailing closer at half-mast, the outline of a small island became dimly visible to the crew. The cap'n and his wench slept quietly the entire way, their bellies full of the rice wine.

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24-May-2017 04:42:51

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It was near midnight by the time the ship made it to this small uncharted isle. The first to awake the Captain and his mistress were two bulky Karamjan slave men, clad in boiled leathers they had recently been given. In a frenzy, they awoke Porter and quickly escorted he and his mistress from the cabin. The captain was flustered, asking a series of questions to his crew. Hushed silence was all they received in return as they were whisked across the deck and towards a rowboat.

Slim and Skye appeared just as they were rushed into the boat. Slim possessed a tricorne and after a brief gesture in which he dusted it off briskly, he donned the hat and gave Porter a cheap grin.

"Lower them down and ensure they make it ashore."

The two Karamjan men rushed into the rowboat amid the raging shouts from Benedict and the cries of his mistress. They would set off into the night, seen only by a single lantern.

Taking a rigging into his own left hand, Josael stepped upon the barrier of the starboard just above where the rowboat had been lowered. He looked among the crew, his body swaying to and fro as he gripped the thick rope tied to the mast.

"To the only countrymen and kinsmen I ever knew, look amongst yerselves and tell me of a time when we were truly rewarded. For all the soldiers and kingsmen of our homelands, there is naught a more sturdy and capable crew I'd trust my wits with. You are fine men and women, wrought by the sea itself and bred aboard the Wallasalki.

But I say to you now, we have but one chance tonight to make a legacy for ourselves. To do what should've been done the moment we disembarked in Waiko and saw the greed in that man's eyes," he pointed in the direction of the rowboat and he screams of Benedict Porter. "But no more shall we wipe the sweat off our brow for 'im- that sea urchin of a man. No, as free sailors we will take this ship for ourselves."

He looked amongst the crew once more, narrowing his eyes.
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24-May-2017 04:43:31

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"Any man or woman who disagrees, you are certainly free to walk the plank and swim ahead for your beloved. But for those who stay, let you be a free peoples. May you squander in the riches of the green lands to the west, the silk routes of Kharidian vessels, the tropical jungles of Karamja, and the salty archaic treasures of these 'ere eastern lands! Let you be free, lest you want nothing but shackles. And let me, your Captain, steer you justly towards fame upon our ship-... the Siren's Wail!"

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24-May-2017 04:43:58 - Last edited on 24-May-2017 04:50:40 by Valiesin

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