[Event] TO THE SAILORS OF ALMARIS

[Bonito 2263]

TO THE SAILORS OF ALMARIS

 

 

[!] Missives are found across the realm and beyond, tattered and wrinkled. The parchment carries a strong whiff of salt.

 

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CALL TO THE SHARPEST MINDS AND DAGGERS, 

MIGHTY BICEPS AND SPIRITS, RUGGED OF HULLS AND COMPLEXIONS:

 THE GREATEST AND GRANDEST OF 

SAILORS, CAPTAINS, AND SALT-BLOODED BASTARDS.

 

As a vigil charged with keeping firm eye upon Almaris’ seas, it must be said the descendants’ capacity for utter destruction remains an impressive and amusing distraction. Amidst your worms and cloudeaters, however, there is important news from the blue beyond. 

 

I invoke the ancient mariner’s call for a Council of Tides, and summon all lords of the waters or their reliable representatives to meet myself and crew in Redwater, where an urgent situation is to be raised and discussed. Perhaps the talent for breaking things will come useful.

 

 

 

Galve, Captain of the Maiden’s Brine, By the Grace of Mothers and Widows, 

Shipmaster-Governor of the Battered Coast, Conqueror of the Easthills, Saltlord of Judi, Champion of the Skjoldier Claymores, Fidei Defensor, the Knife of Scalebacks, Sea Serpent of Yamatai, Co-Chair of the Sailors & Associates Workers Union Almaris Branch, 52 SA Champion of the Makara Bay Drinking Competition, Jailor of the White Coast Trădători, Duke of Adria, Hand of the Yuvngard, Discoverer of the Niben Shoals, Navigator of the Abyss and the End and All Between, Lord of the Mare Moartă Armada, etcetera.

 

OOC:

Spoiler

This is taking place 12/23/22 at 4:30 pm EST.

Coords are 2755 / 65 / 2347 (Dark Harbor).

Minor status update for ongoing eventlines, but everyone is welcome

 

[Laeonathan 3925]

"Oh?" is all an Adrian seafaring soon-to-be priest exclaims at first: "Brothers- one last." he just pauses reading the titles listed "Filfthy imposter! Why would we sail to such a mans help?" and with these words he just threw the missive over board watching it drown in the salty ocean!

[Dymase 231]

A short hum is emitted from the nostrils of the Captain of The Marion, his icy gaze drifting over the missive several times. After a moment's contemplation, the parchment was creased, folded, and slipped into the innards of his coat, the man making his way to the top deck.

Above the din of bustling crewmen, pounding hammers, and the occasional quiet troll of a shanty, the Captain bellowed out a short, "Gather round, all!" A wave of silence washed over the ship, each crewman eyeing the Adunian with varying degrees of interest. "It seems we've been summoned," Alikos announced, hands folding behind his back as he peered down towards his crew from the helm, some of those below uttering some sound of intrigue. "Ready yourselves to raise anchor. We sail soon."

A triumphant cry sounded out from the crew, the loud chorus haul shanty raising shortly thereafter as the crew of The Marion readied themselves to head for the summit.

[High_On_Math 398]

"Huh? This is ne good. . . Perhaps Pamph should go. And the lads." An elfess squinted at the missive. 

[TeawithFrisket 2615]

An Heiress looks upon this missive as she turns to her men “Raise anchor and hoist the ropes, tell the men we sail soon…. Oh and load all cannons just in case” 

[rdowdy 236]

A dwarf finds the missive well taking a walk along a northern beach, and immediately walks back to his new home in the mountain. 

 

Once there he opens a small door and walks to a locked case, he disregards the sword and hat and instead grabs several notes from the case. He compares the missive to the the letters and notes before sighing.

 

Meylis says "Bastard must be a Goldhand to come back from the dead" before grabbing the aurum axe used to single handidly break Galve's Defenses last time.

 

[Borin 5244]

Spoiler

BABE WAKE UP, NEW BONITO EVENT IS OUT