An Early Departure

[Wyrvun 1808]

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The Worldship, peacefully resting in port, taking on passengers, and countless tones of supplies, merely the calm before the storm. A storm rock the Grotto, the tide swelling, and the moon covered by clouds as the storm rained down. Meanwhile out at sea, a distressed crew is washed from their vessel. Their ghost-ship caught by the heavy, gusting winds.

 

A colossal wave the size of many houses carries it to shore. One would assume that the sea spikes would provide safety for the port city against such storms. But the vastness of this wave was overwhelming for the natural defenses of the port city.

 

Commands, barked and howled by the officers of the Worldship were heard. The hull broke, as water flooded into the storage compartment. Valiantly, without a second thought, volunteers poured inside the soon-to-be-sealed compartment. Their lives depended on how quickly they could seal the hole in the hull.

 

And such they did, the leak pulled, and the compartment open again. But all was not over, as they still weathered the storm, and the repairs were not yet totally complete. The crew went back to what they were doing beforehand. A small group went about repairing the ship

 

"A BEAST IN THE WATER!"

A man calls. The crew rushes to the starboard side, watched wide eyed as their captain would duel the beast. Axe in hand, it was slain, but not at a cost to the man. Countless spines of the beast, and bike marks, taking chunks out of the man. The ships medic, and the Grotto's Minister of Health, Sana was quick to patch the man up. A true credit to her vocation.

 

Soon, the storm would begin to pick up again as the crew, now determined to find safety for themselves and their family received orders. The Captain took the helm, and the crew the lines. The first-mate, Ania Terrialokye-Sterling ran mast to mast, sailor to sailor, checking their work.

 

"HALF SAIL!"

Followed by a moment of silence as the giant lurched forward, creeping through the water of the Grotto. Cutting through the choppy seas like a hot knife through butter. The large ship, seeming now unshakable by the giant rolling waves outside it's hull.

"LET LOOSE ALL JIBS! AND THE FORE SAILS!"

The ship creaks, ancient, well cared for oak strained under the great weight of the masts, and the bellows of wind. Speed increases as the ship's bow is pushed starboard through the great sea spikes that makes the settlement so notable. The cracks of lightening, and thunder in the distance shake the crew as they leave the port city.

"LET LOOSE ALL SAIL!"

The final command is bellowed from the wheelhouse. It is obeyed. A sudden lunge forward from the giant, it's speed rounding off at nearly 30 knots, remarkable for such a huge vessel. Perhaps the age of sail was not yet over, the all conquering steam-engine had not yet proven it's worth to the Grotto. The ship soon calmed itself, the oak behemoth finding it's calm among the choppy seas. It's size and mass unparalleled by any other ship, or wave.

 

The order was barked, followed by others, the crew scrambling about the decks to preform the commands as quickly as possible.

The ship, expertly piloted out of the Grotto, perhaps too close for comfort by some standards, though, they'd break for the open sea. Where they'd find some peace from the storm. For now...

 

The officers met in the Captain's cabin, what they spoke of, unknown to the crew. Quarters were quickly distributed among the sailing men and women, for those that did not have them. Though, they couldn't help but shake the feeling of defeat, and fear of the unknown. Their voyage off to such a bad start... They were grateful to have their lives, and not be crushed under a falling sea spike, or eternally trapped in the Grotto's tropical storm.

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Gail Cordius breathes a labored sigh as he stands at the rear of the ship, watching the spires of Talon's Grotto disappear into the stormy night-- the frightening growls of the sudden seismic activity shaking the pillars that once stood as a defense between the sea and the city provide a disturbing undertone as the ship creeps farther away.

"And to think... this may be the last time I ever see this city..." He murmurs to himself, a pained look on his face as the city that he once called his home-- the city he had spent more than half his life in, vanished-- the fate of the town in the unrelenting hands of nature.

[growingivy 3382]

Athri, the 'Bar Elf' of Talon's Grotto lazily walks about the large ship, not sure what to do at this point. She seemed a bit somber, having killed the renowned horse Whiskey before leaving, not wanting the poor thing to go in some sort of worse way.

 

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and they were roommates

 

 

[Parrot99 69]

Eoghan would be the most thankful he has ever been, with all of his family onboard and safe for the meantime, the man could finally rest at ease as they sailed into the unknown. a swell of emotions from memories made in the city with family and friends would wash over Eoghan for a moment, But the man reassures himself "Ehh, all of those who made those moments memorable are still here, it matters not the location" he'd sigh a relieved breath and go about to look after his family. 

[TrueBananaz 46]

Talo frackin dies.

[SophiaTsu 185]

Alli Ambrose holds tightly to the collar of her dress as she watches the ship depart from shore. “May de Gods watch ove’ ye...” She would say before returning to her family in Norland.