Serene looked at Shakur...

"Yes...Azura warns us, he is near he is coming here....I think we must get going, if we do not want our lives to end"

Oh i´m afraid!!!

"I have a map here Shakur, should tell you where we need to go" he said , pulling the folded parchment from his beltpouch "and i'll let that second in command crack slide, for the moment at least" he added with a grin.
"He then returned his attention to Serene. He whispered into her ear "Shhhhhhh, everything will be fine, we're leaveing now"

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Shakur smiled, maps are always better than sailing into uncharted waters. "Hmm, a map eh? Sounds good. Noww to get out of here before this island becomes the new oblivion".

OOC:Does this ship have oars or sails?

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serene closed her eyes....Jonacin´s soothing words made her crawl even deeper into his arm(s)....she could feel the evil..as a foul taste in her mouth..she suddenly felt sick and flung herself to the railing.....and so got rid of the lunch ........

shivering she fell down on deck......sobbing

OOC: Sails. I'd say... *shrug*

(OOC: I may or may not be able to post more today... We'll see, since I'm a little busy with stuff.. If not, just drag Celia along if you can, as always.)

Thought-Celia nodded sympathically. "I see, and I wish you a happy after-life, a much happier life than you had before..." She blinked and gave Niran a tight hug. "I will take good care of the dagger you gave me," she whispered, "I promise..."

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Shakur was hoisting sails while high on the mast. He saw Serene fall to the ground and he lost his footing due to distraction. He fell off of the mast and had nothing to hold onto. He fell hard upon his left leg and his ebony boot flug off, landing somewhere on deck. The metal cap that was formarly attached to the boot was now in plain sight. Shakur crawled over to Serene as if nothing had happened and said "are you ok? You look sick".

Megil couldn't help but laugh as the humorous scene unfolded in front of him.

he stuck out his hand and steadid the rocking boat.

Jonacin knelt down beside Serene. "What's wrong Serene?" he asked her

Serene looked at Jonacin and Shakur..

"I just....I am so afraid" she whispered, "Oh and I´m sorry for messing up the deck, but i feel the evil so strong and I am unsure that we will make it"

"Shakur...are you hurt?, I can heal wounds but I can´t cure fear"

Jonacin.....just hold me will you?


OOC: have to go to bed now....see you all tomorrow!

Fenris raised a eyebrow but didn't ask about the leg. "So, we got everyone, we're ready?" he asked as he finished hoisting the sails that Shakur had been hoisting.

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"I don't need healed, my leg was healed and capped when my ankle down was cut off" Shakur pointed to the metal cap that covered the open gap of his leg. "I lost it long ago and from then of I tried to keep my boot on as much as possible. You know, so everyone can keep their confidence in me because people question their safety when travelling with an amputee" Shakur was happy he could get his secret off his chest, he doesn't enjoy lieing. Shakur watched as Fenris hoisted the sails for him, and yelled thank you to him as he did it. Shakur hopped over to the ebony boot and put it back on.

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Jonacin lifted Serene up and sat down with her again, holding her close against him

Sel had positioned himself at the very front of the boat, sitting cross-legged and staring ahead. Finally, they were off the island! He was scared when he saw Shakur and Serene fall, but when they were fine he laughed and continued looking ahead.

He looked inside his pack and found the old guar meat. He held his nose as he pulled out the rotting meat and threw it off the side of the boat. All that was left in the sack was a reflect potion. He smelled it - he didn't have to be an alchemist to know that the potion was spoiled. He poured the contents off the side as well, but saved the vial - maybe they would need it. He looked into the empty sack.

If everyone else's supplies look like mine, we may be in trouble. he thought. I'm hungry...

The thunder rolled in the background, loud cracks and bright yellow splashes danced across the darkened sky. Alton pulled the cloak tighter around him, strapping the cords together as to keep not more rain water from seeping in. He imagined that he looked of a imposing figure, being that the armor gave him a slightly bulkier appearance under the sucked the rain soaked cloak.

Even under the heavy downpour Alton managed to rest his eyes, almost in a state of sleep, yet not careless enough to do so.

"..Azura.." A slow mumble left his lips, "Why do you seem so familiar? As if you've tasked me with something?" He shrugged slightly, shivering in the chilling night. The waves were crashing high upon the boat, rocking it from side to side. Alton merely took a seat, just to steady himself. It made sense to take cover in such a storm but he enjoy'd it to much, not the rain, not the lightning, but the darkness. It seem so hidden, so.. powerful. Its lull was to strong for him to resist.

Alton sat there, meditating, and mentally preparing himself for the up-coming battle. He was beginning to think that maybe the rebels weren't as bad as they were made up to be, but the fact was, he didn't want to kill them for what they did to the empire. He would slay them for his own amusement.

(If this poses a problem I'll edit.)
The storm had come in very quickly, York took off his armor and left it downstairs and headed back on deck to sit in the rain, he'd always liked the rain especially when it stormed.

York sat alone near the back of the ship as it creaked and snapped. The waves crashed against the ship but he sat undisturbed. This is why York had loved sailing.

At least this boat ride won't take as long as the last voyage. York thought happily

The rain was cold though and after a while York decided to go inside to rest.

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(ooc hey Kiln were aer you, sorry but i forgot who you were with)

Otik looked into his pack and saw that that there wasn't much there, he then rummaged threw some stuff and finnally produced a fishing net.

"Hey who wants to help me catch something? I don't know about you but my pack's almost empty."


(ooc thats what I thought but i didn't know)

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OOC: I'm with the bad guys on a boat coming to kill you Seeker.

IC: York walked downstairs looking for a place to sleep...but as there were no beds in sight he sat among some of the cargo of the ship tired and trying to fall asleep.

The smell was horrible but sleeping there beat being on deck. It reminded him of his days as a sailor. And then he thought of the pesty duties the captain had put him up to and how he'd left to go with these men. York was ready to kill the rebels at any cost.

The boards creaked as the 210lbs. man walked down the steps into the hold.

"No beds aye?" Alton said without even looking at York, "Hmm, this should do" He grabbed several large sacks and propped them up against the wall, soflty laying his head upon them.

For several long minutes he stared at York, either in a un-holy gaze or sleepful glare, none were to be decided.

York looked at Alton as he stared at him. Alton made him feel uneasy and it didn't seem that he trusted him, even now.

York tried to avoid looking back at him but he couldn't help it...he kept looking back at him instictively, waiting for him to look away.

After some time of silence and staring York tried to start a conversation,

"So...I uhhh...." He tried but Alton's steady stare pierced his soul

He continued after a few moments of trying to find the words,

"So...how long have you been with this group?" York asked

Oh that sounds intelligent...

York shifted position, sitting up looking at Alton.

OOC:I was so tempted to kill him in his sleep.

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