<font color=orchid>Gingerly rubbing her aching bottom, she nevertheless looks up at Karthias with a withering glare. Then turns to face Mormegil, her face glowering. Her eyelids blink momentarily and she closes them, inhaling deeply for the next few moments.

As her features relax visibly, she re-opens her eyes and picks herself off the floor, dusting herself a little and then halting as she realises the futility of the attempt to look clean.

She continues to stand there, watching Mormegil, not saying another word.</font>

<font color=steelblue>Mormegil

"What? What would have have of me, you wretch? Begone from here for we are sailing immediately, and have no time for type of riff-raff."

Turning to the others, he says,

"By the gods, why has she not been escorted away yet? She is not here to sail but to merely rob me. Begone with her at once."

Mormegil turns and starts toward his cabin room door.</font>

OOC>>>I may not be able to post for I do not know how long, as my wife may have the baby tonight. We do not yet know. [img]smile.gif[/img]

Mistral...I will love to see you get out of this!
It will be among your best performances. :D

[ 12-23-2003, 10:11 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]

OOC>>> Bah, Larry, issuing me a challenge already? [img]tongue.gif[/img] I am up to it ;)

Waiting for the others (including DM) to post, so we all have a fair chance to react to the circumstances :D

ooc>> Congratulations Larry!

<font color=lime> "What is it you want with Mormegil anyway, street scum, speak quick before I am forced to remove you from this fine vessel </font>

Privately Karthias feels a little sorry for the woman as he knows what it is like for her, he tries hard not to show it though.

Weel there is not much to do aout it now is there we have already left the harbour adn its to windy to turn back now, we have to pick up the rest of my crew at filin ,it takes about an week I guees we will leave her there just tie her to the mast for thhe tme being. Hima, komo take care of it.
the two men satr walking aginst her whil calsiumus walk to se what nadrak was doing.

EDIT: OCC: Congratulations on the baby larry... :D and a merrry christmas to all..

[ 12-24-2003, 03:52 PM: Message edited by: Calsiumus ]

<font color=orchid>Her crumpled face brightens at the words "we have already left the harbour and it's too windy to turn back now", and a dimple forms on her right cheek ~ Aha, now that's the hand of Fate for you! ~ So that her captors cannot help but be amazed at how cheery she is about being tied to the mast of the ship.

The sparkle in her eyes defying her filthy appearance, she looks skyward and begins singing to herself:</font>

<font color=pink>
"Blossoms do they come and go
Secrets do they keep and know
Simple pleasures be my friend
Heaven is this private land

Youthful wishes are too dear
Only cowards would know fear
Heed not calls of heartless man
Catch me if you think you can

Friendless beggar roams the street
Sighting ships, oh what a fleet!
Honour, riches, here I come
What's my share? A great big sum!

Bullies meet for handsome sup
Spot the wretch and tie him up
Let them laugh and have their fun
Beggar is the one that's won..."</font>

<font color=white> "Ok Mormegil, I know Im just your bodyguard an all, but i want to know what she wanted with you, she seems to know you from somewhere and i want to know about this, she is getting treated like dirt but I have a feeling you and her have known each other in the past and she has come out of it badly, now are you gonna tell me? </font>

ooc>> did u make that poem up Mistral? Its really good!

[ 12-25-2003, 09:31 AM: Message edited by: RoSs_bg2_rox ]

OOC>>> Hey Ross, yeah, I made that up and am glad you liked it [img]smile.gif[/img] I like to write poetry for fun (especially for fantasy games; had a great time horsing around as a bard in my P&P game :D ). Always glad to entertain my friends if they can take this sort of sing-song roleplaying ;)

ooc- sorry about my hiatus... i've been busy fixing up my grandparents' new house with my uncles :D and in response to yer question elif, sarasota ;)

ic- During the scuffle, Skye and Lyulfe were quiet, although by the grimaces and winces Skye made, it was obvious whom she wished to help. A cautioning hand from Lyulfe, however, was enough to restrain her, and the half-elf heaved a sigh and continued to watch the events unfold.

Afterwards, once they were out to sea and quiet enfolded the ship once again, Skye peeked out around her door. Glancing back and forth to make sure the coast was clear, she skipped forwards to where the "prisoner" was tied, a strange bundle clasped precariously in her left hand. The midday sun beat down on the deck, and the half-elf fanned herself with the end of her braid.

<font color="skyblue">"Hallo,"</font> the bladebard called lightly, upon reaching her destination. <font color="skyblue">"I'm sorry we couldn't have met under better circumstances, but my name's Skye. If you don’t want to tell me your name, that’s alright, I understand, considering the situation."</font> She flashed a brief smile at the small vagabond. <font color="skyblue">"I thought you could, erm, use something to eat,"</font> she added in a quieter voice, and the half-elf glanced over her shoulder again. <font color="skyblue">"I dunno if I'm technically, er, allowed to feed you, fraternizing with prisoners and all that, but since it's from my own pack I think it should be alright."</font>

The half-elf unwrapped the cloth to reveal some fresh bread and white cheese, as well as a flagon of water, all the while continuing to talk in a friendly manner. <font color="skyblue">"The water's for drinking, as well as to cool off, if you need it."</font> Skye eyed the vagabond’s hands, which were tied and bound to the mast. <font color="skyblue">"Well, I can hand feed you if you want, but if you have any other ideas I’m open to suggestions,"</font> she said dryly, then added, <font color="skyblue">"By the way, I liked that poem you were singing earlier. I haven't heard anything quite like it before. Do you know anyother ones?"</font> Skye said excitedly, then looked slightly abashed. <font color="skyblue">"Sorry about that, I get a little excited about things like that, since I'm a bard. You're probably hungry."</font>
edit- grr, the connection here is sooo bad -.- I've been booted off twice already because of incoming calls... *sigh*

[ 12-27-2003, 03:53 PM: Message edited by: Skydracgrrl ]

OOC>>> Sorry about the poor connection, Skye :( Hope it improves over time [img]smile.gif[/img] And thanks for releasing me from being at Larry's mercy ;) Let's have some fun, shall we? :D

IC>>>

<font color=orchid>She had been grinning devilishly to herself in her solitude, when the elven lass approached her ~ And I thought I was the one who looked exotic. ~ A rueful smile crossed her lips, as she pictured herself dressed in her grander attire, against this maiden of unearthly beauty and grace. For a flitting moment, her eyes filled with real gratitude. Then, they clouded again.

"Food would be good." ~ Her voice was gruff, and her face, inscrutable. Slowly, her teeth sank into the loaf of fresh bread, whose aroma punctured her senses. As she chewed on, she blinked and her nose twitched. Abruptly, she shook her head, indicating she was full.

Head drooped, she turned away. But it was too late; the tears rolled down one by one, leaving trails of moist grime on her cheeks. Soon, she was bawling her lungs out, not realising that the bladebard had backed off hastily in the din she created. When she finally stopped, she glanced about her to find that the ethereal-looking creature had gone off, temporarily at least.

Drat...

Her lips pouted a little, then broke into a tiny smile.</font>