A Call for Crew

[Dyl 2088]

 

Greetings to whomever may find this letter. I write to you from the town of Freeport, within the south of Almaris. I will get straight to the point- I am looking for a crew again. In my journeys, I felt the need to disband my crew due to… personal reasons. These past couple of years were rough on me, and I did not think much of the sea because I could not. But now, now I think of the sea once more. I must rebuild my crew again for now there are treasures we must reclaim.

 

The voyage to where Freeport would go was not a smooth trip. Nay, the seas were not calm those days. Storms were prevalent and the decks were soaked. The waves were huge and our ship nearly capsized multiple times. Mr. Mane and I did not think we’d see land or even escape the sea with our lives at one point. Luckily, fate found it fortunate enough for us to escape to calmer seas. We had made it out and somehow our damaged vessel found land. For the most part, our supplies were intact. We lost food and some building supplies, but it was not anything we could not reclaim on land. We did, however, lose something of importance. On board the ship when we set sail was a golden bell. It was beautiful and masterfully crafted. I do not know the worth of the bell, but Mr. Mane and I were proud to have such a treasure and we planned to hang it from a tower in Freeport.

 

 

The storm caused us to lose the bell, escaping to the depths of the sea. Once we had landed, Mr. Mane and myself took many trips to the sea, trying our best to locate the missing bell. Any who visited Freeport were asked if they saw it, but all answered no. Disheartened, he and I gave up our search, deciding to focus our efforts elsewhere. 

 

We were too quick to give up. Recently, we were told someone spotted our bell during a voyage. Mr. Mane and I were relieved to know it was still out there. I write this letter in hopes we can gather a crew to search and reclaim this great treasure and what else may be with it. To all interested, come find me in Freeport. We have housing available for you to use while you sail with us. You can send a messenger if I am not around, but I am awaiting your replies.

 

Signed.

Leo

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

Celia Aldirar, from within her newly-rented Providence home, would pen a letter to this Leo, inquiring as to if they would be keen on help from an experienced sorceress. She had wandered for so many years of her life, on and off, so what was one more adventure for the pyromancer?

[RhythmrhymE 156]

[!] Suleiman would overlook the Paper, in the Fahkr Tribe, of the Oasis. Soon preparing a letter to the man who wrote the notice, sending it off via a bird, before going back to tinkering with some gadgets.