The
RSF Resurgence
was the foremost naval vessel of its age. The boards of the ship were of a dark wooden hue, similar in appearance to a deep yew, but their ordinary aesthetic belied their extraordinary origin - the felling of a hundred magic trees, whose leaves rain down sparks of phosphorescent light in a perpetual waterfall of coloured canopy. The boat was lighter and sturdier, and its bow was fitted with gold-polished steel to add to its defences. It boasted five sails of varying sizes, and snaking down both sides of the ship were a hundred gun ports, behind which waited a hundred eager cannons.
It was a ship whose creation was years in the making, funded by the Frontier Company, preeminent in the industry of discovering new lands to exploit their resources or to set up new trading routes across the ocean - depending on how compliant the natives were. The maiden voyage of the
RSF Resurgence
was set to be the most overbold journey that the Frontier Co. had ever envisioned - a journey not simply into the Shadow Seas, where the corpses of slain and nameless deities produced monstrosities beyond the scope of mortal imagination, but into the far reaches of the Twilight Ocean itself. The Frontier Co. was certain that this endless, haunted and accursed land couldn't simply be where the world ceased.
There had to be a land beyond, and the
RSF Resurgence
would find it.
The city of Capital, where the ship was moored, was filled with town criers, urchins with flyers, minstrels who regaled and crows squawking tales of the bountiful wealth for any and all who dared to dream of the grandest journey taken in this or any age. Only the bravest, the most skilled, the most outrageous, only those who chased miracles and wrangled them into submission would be attending this historic voyage.
Welcome to
Voyage of the RSF Resurgence
. This is
not
a roleplay, but a story (and my first story on these forums in many years,) written in honour of Deltaslug who is keeping the Story Forum traditions alive singlehandedly. The story details the maiden voyage of the RSF Resurgence, the greatest naval vessel ever built, which intends to sail to the end - and beyond - of the Twilight Ocean.
This will be a somewhat collaborative effort. Readers will be able to submit character suggestions to fill the various roles in the crew, as well as create monsters, calamities, islands, plot points and the like in a submission section I will detail below. As the author, I will have overall control of all characters and events. Some characters may end up behaving in ways you hadn't originally conceived, or may die. Some plot points you create may not occur immediately, but will arrive at some point.
Captain: RESERVED
Quartermaster: AVAILABLE
Bosun: AVAILABLE
First Mate: AVAILABLE
Second Mate: AVAILABLE
Third Mate: AVAILABLE
Master Gunner: AVAILABLE
Navigator: AVAILABLE
Master Carpenter: AVAILABLE
Master Rigger: AVAILABLE
Surgeon: AVAILABLE
Chaplain: AVAILABLE
Master Chef: AVAILABLE
Gunners: MULTIPLE AVAILABLE
Riggers: MULTIPLE AVAILABLE
Carpenters: MULTIPLE AVAILABLE
Cooks Assistants: MULTIPLE AVAILABLE
Swabbies: MULTIPLE AVAILABLE
Powder Monkeys: MULTIPLE AVAILABLE
Cabin Kids: MULTIPLE AVAILABLE
Hags be hagglin', gods be god damn crazy, it's all happening ogre at Into The Fire
This story is set in a medieval fantasy world, and starts out in Capital, the greatest metropolitan city in history. Your character does not have to be human, and they can be magical.
The RSF Resurgence is the greatest ship ever built, and will likely have the greatest crew ever assembled. Feel free to get creative. Air elementals to blow the sails, clockwork automatons to shoot the cannons, all are fine! You may even decide to suggest roles that aren't currently listed, (say, a druid who is responsible for an on-ship garden of vegetation to feed the crew,) if you think that there is merit in the role existing.
