RolePlay Pirates in Prote

[Henry Avery]

Upon waking back up, the duke retrieves his coat and hat, returning to the docks, though he doesn't sail for Tzogos, not right away. He makes a detour, to a hideout he'd not visited in a very long time. In the marina there, he found what he'd been looking for. Argo had said to bring power, and that is exactly what he would bring. He ran his fingers down her scarred hull, brushing away dust and cobwebs. Vengeance, Dreadnaught, Eclipse...Invictus. She'd had many names, and just as many owners, but she always came back to him upon the winds of fortune. As the quartermaster ordered the men to supply her and prepare to cast off, he descended into his cabin, casting off the gaudy finery he'd worn, tossing back the lid of a trunk and decking himself out in the dark cloth he'd worn so long ago, under a different moniker. Black greatcoat, edged in a foul red, with silver buttons, a black tricorne...and at the bottom, a certain cutlass. Perhaps it couldn't pierce a dragon's hide, but it could do other things. Leaving his cabin, he mounted the stairs to the quarterdeck and took the wheel, grinning as the Invictus at last unfurled her sails. She would be sailing with the Hades, Cerberus, Magmatic, and their scout cutter Abaddon. Not a day later would the warfleet sail into Tzogos, the proud ships of the line an awesome sight.

[Jack Teach]

Jack goes to his 46 gun frigate "Lion's Whelp." As he climbs up the rail he notices that his men are asleep from all of the rum they pillaged last night. His quartermaster is asleep over a 12 pound cannon. Jack walks over to him briskly and plants the toe of his buckled shoe into his ribs and barks:

Up! Up you sons of swabs! We've got ourselves a fine prize to take!

The men all scramble awake upon hearing their captain's voice. They clear away the remains of their excess, unfurl the sails and the frigate begins to cut through the water like a knife, sailing straight for Tzogos.

[DezNutz]

Adam walks towards the docks and turns toward those at the harbor



I'll see you guys later, I'm going for some cake.

[Meliva]

Meliva nods to Adam

Cool story, enjoy your cake!

She then hops aboard a flag galleon and sails off to Tzogos.

Once there, she meets with Jack and Avery, and lays out a map.

Okay, so we're gonna wanna go here to get to the dragon. Now I still suggest we go with the blow it up option from the inside, any objections to that plan?

[Jack Teach]

Jack shakes his head

[Meliva]

Mel smiles and nods

Good. Let's head out now.

Mel quickly leaves the bar, and heads into the fields, where she steals a cow. She then begins leading the cow towards the nearby mountains. She speaks to Jack and Avery as they go.

Okay so we blow it up, then you two go in and hack it with your men if it still lives. I'll hand out charms once we get there. We may run into some trouble on the way so keep your eyes peeled.

[Jack Teach]

Jack's men prime their muskets and pistols. Jack takes up a musket a foot taller than himself and he and his men march on

[Meliva]

As they journey to the mountains they come across a group of kobolds, the leader of which steps up and shouts

You enter the lands of Pyrog, pay a toll to be here or prepare to die! 10 gold pieces per person.

[Jack Teach]

Jack's men stand tense, and they move close together as they see the kobold's coming, ready to jump into a fighting formation at the first sign of trouble. Jack steps forward and grins

Alas my friends. We are but poor sailors and are yet to make our fortunes. All we have is lead and steal. We are after fine prize and I shall be able to pay you on returning from our venture. Of course, there is no way for you to guarantee that we will return with payment, but I am a man of honor and I can assure you that if I succeed in my endeavor that you will be payed back. I beg you not to refuse my offer, for it is by the far the best for the both of us as you shall no doubt see.

[Meliva]

The kobold laughs and points to Jack

I don't believe you. But let's say you're telling the truth, then you would have no problem with emptying your pockets now would you? whatever falls out, we'll take. Even if it's less then the gold we wanted.

Mel steps forward and yells angrily

7 years bad luck for robbing a witch, have you fools never heard that before! 77 years bad luck for killing one! So move already!

The kobolds step back, argue for a moment before nodding

Okay, the old hag can go, but the rest of you aren't witches, so empty your pockets!