RP- Battle against the Colisquian fleet

[Meliva]

Oggie nods

A fair bit. First of all, she ain't human. Some sort of monster or demon I think not sure, think she said she was a cambion or something whatever the hell that is. But there be a good reason she wears a mask-one look at her face and you can tell she ain't normal. Woman is also old as dirt. Not sure how old exactly but hundreds at least. Has a daughter, and some nieces-all witches too, strong ones at that-and very cruel and vicious when provoked. But as far as witches go, their real good at keeping their promises and deals-won't break them unless the other party does so first. And they are generally pretty friendly so long as you show them a bit of respect.

Just whatever you do, any deal or promise you make with them don't break it. For example, if you accept this deal for a ship to go fight some slavers, you best go and fight the slavers. Otherwise those witches will just hunt you down, take the ship back, and probably cripple you for life.

Vune comes back moments later.

Ship's ready. Also, not very smart to gossip about a witch behind her back. Many would curse ya for it. Regardless once ya finish your drink, just head to the docks. My daughter will send ya off in the right direction. Just one word of warning. Break the deal, I take your legs.

Vune snaps her fingers and Flint can't feel his legs anymore-he looks down and sees them missing, before it comes back after another snap and Vune nods and goes off. Oggie just shrugs and cleans his glass.

[Grimreaper]

Flint starts to finish his drink an then continue to ask the keep one more question

Ye reckon the daughter is how do ye say...Savvy?

I need a first mate...I only sail a first mate that I trust...An a decently powerful witch would do

Oggie replies

Aye, she be in her early twenties, well fit, an also a cambion. She has a certain aura about her that hints dont screw her over

Flint nods looks into the bottom of his empty mug an then mumbles under his breath

May the lead I use whistle to the dead an pierce the living
For as I am the undead an be bound by curse to walk the land

[Meliva]

Vune shouts to Oggie

I think you have my daughter mixed with my niece. Zephyra my daughter is 19, only half cambion, and is honestly the weakest witch in the family. Now she's still strong by most measures, it's just hard to stack up against me and her cousins.

Vune shouts outside for zeph and she comes in. She looks fairly fit, has very long black hair and red eyes, and incredibly pale skin-she looks human for the most part-albeit very eerie looking. She nods to Flint

Yeah, mother here asked me to help you get to the slavers fast, and I'm ready to go if you are. I can blast us there in under a day with a bit of magic.

[Grimreaper]

Flint looks Zephyra up an down until they meet an awkward eye contact; Flints eyes black all around with no white in them what so ever

Aye, Would ye be me first mate as well? I would rather have a young blood aboard the ship anyways for me to teach the ropes

You could say I have sailed for a while

We need to talk down at the dock an get to know more about one another

Flint shows a dark grin an walks out the bar's door an heads to the dock expecting Zeph to follow

[Meliva]

Zephyra shrugs and follows

Kinda already know how to sail. Besides we got a full crew already that can handle most the work. I can just hang out in the crows nest and use a bit of magic to blast winds into the sails to zip us along. It's what I'm best at, so my name is honestly rather fitting. But sure, I can be the first mate. Won't be doing any sailing though-takes a bit of effort to muster winds, so I cant exactly do both at once.

She shows him to the ship, a very large Man of war, made of some weird black spongy material, and golden sails. The crew appear to be just a bunch of lifeless iron golems. Zephyra just flies up to the crows nest and shouts down.

Ready to go when you are. Oh, and mother wanted to let you know that this ship is just a loan for fighting the slavers-she intends to take it back. But she does intend to give you your own ship when it's all over. Granted it won't be as nice as this one, but the better the job you do, the better the ship. We can also chat on the way south. We got a solid 6 hours of travel, and trust me-the golems are not good conversationalists.

[Grimreaper]

While Flint has Zeph's attention he takes out his double barrel 50 an points the barrel to his head an pulls the trigger an then continues to say

You may start voyage, but since we are speaking...Lets have a friendly chat shall we?

Laughs lowly at her her stunned face

[Meliva]

Zephyra blinks for a moment and just shrugs

Sure thing. So, I take it your some type of undead, based on how you didn't just die. Or perhaps some form of other supernatural being. lemme see if I can guess. You don't seem like your driven by a need for revenge, so doubt your a revenant, your not mindless so not a zombie, I don't see fangs so probably not a vampire. Your not shriveled up or covered so not a mummy.

She thinks a bit harder for a moment as she starts sailing full speed south.

Probably not a ghoul, definately not a ghost or similar spirit creature. I doubt your a lich, so perhaps your some sort of death knight? Regardless neat little trick-my mother can do the same though.

[Jack Teach]

Jack Stands around impatiently

[Grimreaper]

Flint thinks that Zeph is very over confident of her mother so he then reaches his hand out open an a scythe comes out of the abyss of a blackened portal

Have an idea of who I am now little girl?

I have no need for revenge nay...I am just looking for a ship that belongs to me, It seems to be the very one we are standing on

Flint raises his brows an tilts his head forward just a bit

I have no quarry with you or your mother, I will fight along side ye's against these slavers
But I do intend to keep this ship mate
An I would also love to know how your mother acquired such an item?

Flint sends his scythe back to the abyss as he pulls his flask out for a swig of whiskey

[Meliva]

Zephyra just narrows her eyes

She MADE this ship, out of magic, technique and very special ingredients. I watched her make it, she spent a long time making it. If you have a similar ship, I suppose it's possible she copied the design from it-she's travelled all over earth, heaven, hell and just about everywhere else. And she's made replicas before for things she thought were interesting, but I know for a fact this ship is hers. She spent roughly 20 years making this ship-I grew up watching her go over making it my entire life. I can even tell you EXACTLY what she used to make it out of.

My mother won't give you something she worked her ass off to make-whether or not it's similar to something you lost. She'd sooner blast it out of existance then give it up. If you were careless enough to lose a ship like this, then you clearly didn't pay much attention to it.

Regardless, we are nearing my friends fleet- who knows, maybe one of the slavers have your ship. My mother is a clever one. She might have sent you this way for a reason.

The ship nears Jack's fleet, as far away the slaver fleet is formed and begin sailing toward Jack's fleet. The flagship is remarkably similar to the one Zephyra is on. And is escorted by a large plethora of other large ships sailing to begin battle.