 Adventures On The Abecean Sea, Sometimes It Doesn't Pay To Stowaway |
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| Destri Melarg |
 Mar 24 2010, 07:54 AM
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 Mouth  Joined: 16-March 10 From: Rihad, Hammerfell  |
Okay, you had me with the image of Cap’n Dugal calling out for ‘John’ and neither of he cooks will answer! Then it was rat meat stew for the crew, drugged, and tasting strongly of horse radish! Then the screenies . . . those shots of the fight and its aftermath are priceless!
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| mALX |
Mar 25 2010, 02:35 PM
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 Ancient  Joined: 14-March 10 From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN |
@ Olen - Lol, I think the pubs already have that recipe from what I've read in your story! Lol - I see some withdrawals on the horizon too, Thank you so much Olen!
*** @ Destri Melarg - Thank you so very much Destri! I loved these screenies so much I just had to use them, lol. I am going to re-do Maxical's appearance so I can give you some real screenies with this, just haven't had the time to sit down and play in weeks, lol. Thank you Destri! -------------------- |
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| Destri Melarg |
Mar 29 2010, 10:44 AM
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Mouth Joined: 16-March 10 From: Rihad, Hammerfell |
Hooray Screenies!
Is Shivani an albino as well? I wonder if the Khajiiti albino jinx is voided if the albino in question is REALLY HOT!!?  -------------------- |
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| mALX |
Mar 29 2010, 03:48 PM
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Ancient Joined: 14-March 10 From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN |
QUOTE(Destri Melarg @ Mar 29 2010, 05:44 AM)  Hooray Screenies! Is Shivani an albino as well? I wonder if the Khajiiti albino jinx is voided if the albino in question is REALLY HOT!!? They are a mod that adds four new Khajiit species to the game. They come from Japan. Shivani and Maxical are the Kawa-shiro race (Kawa-Shiro is Japanese for cute white) They also come in black, red, and brown, and can have four different pattents of markings. Maxical and Shivani both have the same markings, but there is a Kawa-shiro that has black stripes too. Maxical's pride is from the mountains, and looks more like a snow leopard. Here is the black one, they are called Kawa-kuro (which means cute black in Japanese) http://www.tesnexus.com/downloads/images/2...-1252591532.jpg (He ought to make Hauty say "Woo Hoo!" - I know I did when I saw him! They are from the active volcano region) They are all anatomically correct. * This post has been edited by mALX: Mar 29 2010, 03:56 PM -------------------- |
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| D.Foxy |
Mar 29 2010, 04:01 PM
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Like DANG, girl. What about some hot black and white Khajit...er...little cats as well???
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| haute ecole rider |
Mar 29 2010, 04:48 PM
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 Master  Joined: 16-March 10 From: The place where the Witchhorses play |
No Woo Hoo here. More like an oooooo!
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| mALX |
Mar 29 2010, 04:55 PM
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Ancient Joined: 14-March 10 From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN |
QUOTE(haute ecole rider @ Mar 29 2010, 11:48 AM) No Woo Hoo here. More like an oooooo! Makes me rethink the whole barbs idea! They lure the females in with their good looks then spike them with their barbs, lol. -------------------- |
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| haute ecole rider |
Mar 29 2010, 05:08 PM
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Master Joined: 16-March 10 From: The place where the Witchhorses play |
QUOTE They lure the females in with their good looks then spike them with their barbs, lol. And there are some women who actually enjoy that kind of stuff! Brrgh! -------------------- |
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| D.Foxy |
Mar 29 2010, 06:10 PM
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Alas, we seem to have moved from the BETH forums to the BDSM forums.
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| mALX |
Mar 30 2010, 08:22 AM
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Ancient Joined: 14-March 10 From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN |
QUOTE(D.Foxy @ Mar 29 2010, 01:10 PM) Alas, we seem to have moved from the BETH forums to the BDSM forums. BDSM? -------------------- |
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| D.Foxy |
Mar 30 2010, 11:26 AM
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Wiki that acronym, my dear. I dare not explain for fear of drawing official ire upon myself.
Although I strongly suspect, you minx, that you know what that acronym means already. |
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| Remko |
Mar 30 2010, 12:02 PM
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 Finder  Joined: 17-March 10 From: Ald'ruhn, Vvardenfell |
I haven't commented on this one yet. Lemme correct that.
I loved it mALX1, it's funny, light and VERY amusing.  -------------------- Strength and honour, stranger!
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| mALX |
Mar 30 2010, 09:35 PM
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Ancient Joined: 14-March 10 From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN |
Thank you so much ya'all, and Remko - Welcome aboard!!! Yeah !!!
Chapter 5: Fishing For Trouble The sound of the Red Sabres crashing onto the deck with their swords humming to life broke up the fight in more ways than one. Bodies on fire flew over John and Shivani’s heads as they hugged the transom. The screams of the burning crew members cut across the dark cove and echoed back eerily to them. Bodies laden with arrows floated by as the tide began to ebb out of the small basin they had sheltered the night in, a cave like structure off the channel. When it was finally quiet they started to creep back up on deck, but were frozen in their tracks by Captain Dugal’s words to the Sabres. “Find them cooks and fry ‘em!” His laugh afterward sent chills down Shivani’s spine. “Aye Aye Captain!” They said in unison. The rest of the crew was ordered back to work. The planks were hauled in and the lines untied. Soon the large oars could be seen making a pattern in the water as the ships made their way back down the channel. When the sails were raised and the ships broke out of the mouth of the cove and into the open sea, John and Shivani became terrified they would slip off the transom. The water churned by them with what seemed tremendous speed. It became hypnotizing to watch, and Shivani feared she would get dizzy and fall in. The wind was stout, and coming from the direction they needed to head. The Black Flag was tacking across it at a great rate of speed, nine knots at least. When the wind caught in the sails the ship heeled at a severe angle to the port side and they were sure they would slide in. They huddled on the starboard side of the transom, but knew when the boat was turned for the tack back towards land they could be pitched off. Surely the Red Sabres had gone below by now, Shivani had to chance it. She would rather be back in the anchor hold again. “Don’t leave me here by myself!” John cried. It must be getting to him too, Shivani thought. She climbed up the ladder and peeked, but could see no one moving. The decks were covered in blood and entrails. Arrows were everywhere, sticking out of the sides of the main cabin, the dinghy. No one was swabbing the deck, where was everyone? Shivani went to the starboard side. She had never liked walking on the side the boat was heeling on before, but was even more averse to it after being that close to the moving water sitting on that transom. They began creeping toward the bow when the sound of red sabres leaving their sheaths gave their distinctive hums. “There ye’ be ye’ dirty scums. Cap’n says yer troublemakers. An we’re trouble enders.” The mainsail had been secured low to garner the most wind. The Red Sabres with their swords out were having trouble ducking under the low boom, so instead began running along it towards the stern of the ship. “Run John!” Shivani yelled pushing him. She ran behind him, darting looks back to see where the Red Sabres were. An arrow sticking up out of a line tripped Shivani. She stumbled forward, tripping on the handle of the winch and breaking the line wedged in it free. It made a whining sound as it was jerked quickly out, spinning the metal wheel of the winch around rapidly. The boom swung outward across the water, knocking the Red Sabres that were running behind it into the water. The ship tottered for a second, off balance and the loss of wind. Thinking fast, Shivani began jerking the line back up through the winch and tightening the boom back up. The mainsail caught the wind again and the Black Flag began moving sleekly across the water. She kept tightening till they were moving at a good clip away from the bobbing heads in the sea. “Look John. If we are caught and thrown overboard out here, we will drown. I say we tack back now to be heading into shore, and just hide. When we get close to shore we can climb out of the hold and jump in and swim to shore.” “How will we know when we are close enough?” “Listen for the gulls. They stick to the shore. Now look, they‘ve tied off the helm We just need to untie it and turn the boat around. Aim it up that way, that will be close to Daggerfall.” Shivani picked up the sextant. “Do you know how to use this John?” He shook his head no. “Okay, well then we will just have to make a guess. The sun is over there, and we know it’s morning so that must be east. Oh look, here is the helmsman’s log.” Shivani picked up the quill and read the last entry in the log, then found the place on the charts. “Look John, there is no entry for today. The last entry is for the cove last night. Here, here it is on the charts, now put your finger right there and don’t move it.” She looked at the sun and then the large compass encased in a glass globe. “Okay, look John. We are going at an angle like this. Now I don’t know how far we would be on the charts, but to get to Daggerfall we need to be going at an angle like…this…I think.” Shivani marked it on the chart and then logged it in the journal, trying to imitate the rough lettering of the previous entry. “I’ll turn the helm, you tie it off. Okay, ready about.” Shivani said. “Aye” John said, and tightened up the line to the main sail. “Ready.” “Coming about.” Shivani made a wide circle as she had seen the Coxswain do, keeping the stern of the boat away from the wind. John loosened the lines on the sail a little too far, then tightened them in just until they were close-hauled. The ship began surging forward at a rapid pace. “I’ll bet we are going ten knots!” He said in awe-struck tones. Shivani smiled at his enthusiasm as she set her course and then checked the compass. “Okay John, I’ve logged the compass setting in the journal, tie the helm so it stays within five degrees either way of that setting. See here on the compass? That should get us to the mouth of the Iliac Bay where we can jump off.” She glanced up at John to see if he was understanding her directions. His eyes were shining, his face a radiant glow. “What is it John?” “Us…handling the ship…Master Jack, it was smooth as glass the way you came about. We worked like a team, like Captain and First Mates. The feel of the helm in my hands, its as if I was always meant to be standing behind the helm, the wood warms to my hand and the feel and sound of the water rushing against the hull…” “I know, it felt good to me too. We did make a good team. We better get down in the anchor hold before someone comes up on deck and spots us.” “But…I’m hungry.” “We can’t cook anything now, we’ll be killed. And we have poisoned that stew with drugs, if there is any left that is. Let us just go get a drink of clean water and we will have to live on that.” Sneaking down below was not as hard as they thought, it was like a morgue below decks. Not a soul moving, only a low moaning sound coming from the forward cabins. “Hurry John, this is giving me the creeps. Something is strange about all this. No one is about above or below decks.” John primed the pump. When the blackened bilge water cleared and the glistening pure water flowed Shivani cupped her hands under the tap several times and then pumped for John to do the same. “Have you had enough?” Shivani asked. John looked up, round eyed. “Yes, yes! That is fine Master Jack! I sure could use some exercise, how about you? Did I ever tell you about…” “Shh! You need to be quiet! We will be caught and killed! I feel kind of energetic too though. I remember one time…” “Let’s go clean the decks above, they were disgusting.” John said enthusiastically, his eyes almost bulging in his head. “Great idea! Come on, let’s go!” Shivani reached down and turned the valve back for the bilge water to flow from the pumps. They hurried up on deck and swabbed the ship from bow to stern till it gleamed in the sunlight and the lines were all coiled into alternating patterns of circles or figure eights below each cleat. “What should we do now?” John could not stand still and was shifting his weight back and forth. “Stop weaving, you will make me seasick. What…what was that?” “It’s fish! Look at them! Why are they acting so strange? I’ve never seen a fish act like that before!” Evil John said, wide eyed. “Neither have I. What is wrong with them? They…watch out John, they are jumping into the boat! What is that floating in the water?” “Those are the bottles from the drugs, remember we threw them overboard. We must be getting close to where we turned back around the other day. Look, there are hundreds of bottles floating. Do you think that is what is making the fish act so strange?” “It has to be. Look, the deck is filling with them. I just scrubbed that deck! They are dirtying it up! Quick John, open up that hold in the stern and start shoving the fish down in there.” The hold was filled to capacity quickly. Shivani rolled the dinghy up and pulled a tarp out. “Here John, fill this up. I‘ve never seen so many fish in my life!” “Me neither. It will make one huge fish fry.” “These can’t be eaten, they are drugged.” “Well what will we do with them then?” “Nothing, we are getting off, remember? Look, there are the gulls, we must be getting close to land. Climb up into the crow‘s nest and see if you spot land ahead..” John shimmied up the mast, eschewing the use of most of the wedges nailed up for climbing. He raised the spyglass. When he saw no land sightings ahead he trained it around to the sides, calling out silly things like, “Thar she blows!” Shivani smiled. At least he was safe up there, and enjoying himself like a child his age should be, but it was beginning to make her nervous that he kept calling. Someone would hear and come up on deck. Finally he called out the one she was waiting for. “Land ho!” Shivani shaded her eyes and looked up at the crow’s nest. Why was he pointing to the port side of the ship instead of ahead? She ran to the charts. It must be Cespar Island…she hoped. She waved John down. “Hurry!” “We’ve got to change course and fast!” She called to him as he hurried up to her. “Prepare to gybe.” “Ready.” John called. Shivani pulled John down into the cockpit so the swinging boom wouldn’t knock him out. “Remember, when we are gybing you have to watch the boom. Gybe oh!” The main boom swung hard across the beam of the ship, the lines slamming hard against the locking winch. “Good thing I locked ‘em down.” John muttered. “Okay John, this is important. You need to look for another island to the port side and any land ahead of us. I just hope we are where I think we are.” Bodies of the dead crew members floating by us that morning: http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images0...50437da504f.jpg Deck of the Black Flag after clean-up by Shivani and John: http://www.solarnavigator.net/images/rope_...coiled_deck.jpg Spyglass in the crow’s nest: http://www.gnexttechnology.com/londonlight...elescope-lg.jpg The ships compass after clean-up by Shivani and John: http://i23.ebayimg.com/03/i/001/0b/6f/4e50_12.JPG Map of Tamriel showing the Abecean Sea: http://tamrielchronicles.com/assets/maproadslore.jpg Map of the Iliac Bay region: http://tamrielchronicles.com/assets/iliacbay.jpg * This post has been edited by mALX: Mar 30 2010, 10:02 PM -------------------- |
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| Destri Melarg |
Mar 31 2010, 01:17 AM
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Mouth Joined: 16-March 10 From: Rihad, Hammerfell |
QUOTE “Us…handling the ship…Master Jack, it was smooth as glass the way you came about. We worked like a team, like Captain and First Mates. The feel of the helm in my hands, its as if I was always meant to be standing behind the helm, the wood warms to my hand and the feel and sound of the water rushing against the hull…” Do I sense a bit of foreshadowing here? QUOTE John primed the pump. When the blackened bilge water cleared and the glistening pure water flowed Shivani cupped her hands under the tap several times and then pumped for John to do the same. What is in the water on that ship? QUOTE “Shh! You need to be quiet! We will be caught and killed! I feel kind of energetic too though. I remember one time…” “Let’s go clean the decks above, they were disgusting.” John said enthusiastically, his eyes almost bulging in his head. “Great idea! Come on, let’s go!” Shivani reached down and turned the valve back for the bilge water to flow from the pumps. This is just classic, mALX! Well, nobody can say that Shivani and John didn’t pull their weight. After all, they plan to leave the ship relatively clean with a hold and a dinghy full of fish. Your description of life at sea and the use of nautical terms, is that researched or from experience? Either way, it is wonderfully authoritative. -------------------- |
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| Acadian |
Mar 31 2010, 01:59 AM
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 Paladin  Joined: 14-March 10 From: Las Vegas |
mALX, this was great fun! I enjoyed the action and drama. The maps you provided via screenie were very helpful. Wonderful! My goodness - like you, Shivani sure knows her way around a sailing vessel! I imagine Maxical would have sunk her by now!
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| haute ecole rider |
Mar 31 2010, 02:04 AM
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Master Joined: 16-March 10 From: The place where the Witchhorses play |
I had to laugh at the screenie of the Black Flag after John and Shivani finished cleaning up.
The whole chapter was one of those that put a crap-eating grin on my face the whole time I was reading it. -------------------- |
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| D.Foxy |
Mar 31 2010, 02:20 AM
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Knower Joined: 23-March 10 |
I can't resist this...
Shivani to assorted bad guys (and gals) "EAT SHIPS AND DIE!!!" |
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| mALX |
Mar 31 2010, 06:03 AM
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Ancient Joined: 14-March 10 From: Cyrodiil, the Wastelands, and BFE TN |
@ Destri Melarg - Thank you very much Destri! ...maybe.
Captain Dugal's journal said that he smuggled Skooma from Daggerfall to Winterhold...I figured he probably kept it in the water tanks of the ship so when the Imperial Navy (led by Umbranox) searched his boat they wouldn't find it. The black water is what they stored for drinking, but obviously did not keep that tank clean (or maybe it really is attached to the bilge, lol). All but a couple have been from experience. My Father and Mother have been Captain and First Mate since I can remember. I was born at a very early age...my Mother was there at the hospital too...but I digress. Anyway, my Father emailed me and corrected something in chapter one, and I email him with questions if I am not sure of something. *** @ Acadian - Thank you so much Acadian! I think you may be right about Maxical sinking...but then again, Shivani is her mother, and they are both alike, and cats always land on their feet and hate water...hmmm. - and I won't admit to anyone what I did to my poor Father when I had the helm one day, but let's just say a 2 day trip to Canada lasted more like two weeks and a hospital was involved. - Yes, Maxical does come by some things honestly, lol. *** @ Hauteecole Rider - ROFL - Thank you so much Hauty! I loved that pic and couldn't resist! Just wait till Captain Dugal comes above deck and sees that they painted his ship white! A white pirate ship!!!!! ARGH !!! ROFL !!! *** @ Foxy - ROFL! Thank you Foxy! I have been having a blast with this story, I think the guy who inspired it was someone named "The Black Fox" over on the BGSF - but it wasn't a cute black fox with a "Got Milk" goatee. * This post has been edited by mALX: Mar 31 2010, 06:07 AM -------------------- |
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| Remko |
Mar 31 2010, 05:33 PM
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Finder Joined: 17-March 10 From: Ald'ruhn, Vvardenfell |
Loved the detail on the sailing part. I am not really clued up on sailing jargon but I have done some windsurfing in my time so I know what a Gybe is about. Very, very nice indeed!
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