A Voyage Gone Wrong

[Crayfishchris 751]

 The Abresi docks are misty, the shadows of the upper city concealing the boats like a cloak. Several ships are busy, sailors scurrying across the docks, carrying various spices, knick-knacks, and valuables to be transported and sold at other ports. The salty air carries a bit of mist, giving off a feel of mystery and regret.

 

See now, a figure. It is a man with long, dark-red hair, and coal-black eyes. Across his face is a pink mark, and at closer inspection one would notice it continues down his neck, to cover the rest of his body. As he steps, the wood creaks beneath his feet, and his head swivels to take in the scene around him.

 

“Captain, are we ready to set sail?” He calls this out to a man aboard a smaller ship, a caravel capable of holding maybe twenty folks. The man simply nods and smiles, revealing a mouth that is missing a few essential teeth.

 

“Alright, then…” The figure steps onto the boat, holding onto the edge, obviously not at home. Staring out over the docks, he gets a good long look, preparing himself to-

 

“KRIS!”

 

“Wait… what?” The man turns, looking out to the sound of the voice. He sees a man, still rather young, in common robes. The hand of this boy is blackened and covered by a thick glove, nigh
impossible to ignore.

“What are you doing? I thought you were going to say goodbye…
wait… you wanted to be fawkin’ dramatic, didn’t you?"

 

“I-I-uh… It’s possible.”

 

“C’mon… that isn’t fair to anyone!”

 

 

Kris raises his eyebrows at the new arrival. “I’m just gone for a few days, Toby. Give me a break… I get out there,find Yuric… and I come back… I’ll just be following these guys most of the way.” He motions to the crew of the boat, who are completely ignoring the encounter. “How did you find out, anyway?”

 

 

“This one told me.” Toby pulls a wood elf over,seizing him by the scruff of his neck.

 

 

“Sorry, Kris.” The wood elf clearly looks depressed, head down, not even resisting Toby’s hold.

 

“It’s alright, Eury…” Kris gently applies his palm to his face before continuing. “Just…get on board…”

 

The wood elf nods, scurrying on board to find his room.

 

 

“Anyway,Toby. I shan’t be long. Yuric’s one of my oldest friends, I owe it to him to help him out this one
time. And the boat’s got enough food for any size crew he had. This is a rescue mission. This is for my honor.”

 

"What would Dvari say about this?"

 

"Probably something about me being a f***ing **** deserter *** ***** *****. But honestly... finding Yuric is
more important right now."

 

 

"YA FECKIN' DESERTER!!!! WHAT DO YA THINK YA'RE DOIN'?!?!?!?" A stumpy dwarf stands nearby, shouting continuous obscenities at Kristian. He grimaces a little.

 

"YA BETTER COME BACK RIGHT NOW! THAT'S AN ORDA'!"

 

Kristian sighs. "Sir... Dvari... this is a matter of honor."

 

"FECK YA 'ONOR! YA'RE COMIN' BACK!"

 

"Not an option, sir."

 

 

"THAT'S AN ORDA!"

 

 

"I'm on leave for a week, sir. You can't do anything... been approved already." He grins, throwing a paper to Dvari, chuckling at the grumbling of the dwarf.

 

 

Toby sighs. “I guess I can’t do anything to change your mind, then. Farewell, Kristian.”

 

 

“Farewell, Toby, Dvari.” Kristian does a low bow. As he turns he sees a new figure, another human, also young, but with a head of shockingly white hair.

“Kristian.~”

 

 

“Hey Guren.”

 

 

Guren smiles. “Any last advice on taking care of them?”

"Like you would for any other child. Just… don’t experiment on them. Please.”

Guren grins a little. “No promises. Send a bird when you get back.”

“See you in a week.”

 

Stepping off, Guren joins Toby on the docks, and Kristian looks out over the ship’s edge for one final time… no interruptions.

 

“I’m coming to find you,Yuric,” he whispers, eyes closed, “I’ll find you.”

 

 

The boat sets off, leaving the docks no different. After what seems like hours, it disappears over the horizon, off on a search for a missing friend. The sunrose, and set. And rose. And set. A week passed. Then a month. Then several months. The boat did not return, nor was there any word at the other docks of Anthos.

 

((For those of you who say tl;dr: A guy went to rescue his friend and is now missing :p))

 

((OOC note: This is not a PK, Kristian’s just going missing, along with Euryllicus (the wood elf). As is with many of these posts, real life is calling, and I’ll return to Kristian when I get back into the swing of things. Until then, happy RPing! Also, first RP post. Please tell me how I did :)!))

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After realizing Kris has gone missing, Toby has taken it upon himself to care for the children Kris has left behind. Aided by the rest of the Valiants, Guren the most in particular, their permanent fate is still to be decided. Toby looks around at all the children he has to care for, including his own siblings and mutters to himself a bit annoyed "Dammit Kris, why did you essentially make me a parent?"

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Dvari grumbles as he aims the ballistae towards the ship

 "Fackin' deserta' wonts ta be joinin' sem otha' guild an' shittin' on me 'cause I is Dvari. Hehe, won't see t'is shite comin'. Fackin' ***** deserta', motha' wos probly' sem wench whoile fackin' a three toed elf who wos t'e son ef an orc an' a dog. T'at ***** will neva' see me curel justice crash through 'is fakcin' puny skull whoile I laugh an' watch as chaos ensueses upno 'is puny loife, I will foind 'is family an' kill 'em all, an' will toike t'e woife as me pleasure of war. He will rue t'e day 'e decided to desert an' leave t'e Valiants. I will moike sure 'e burns in t'e deepest ring ef t'e Netha', whoile t'e cries ef his children echo the hills.." 

Only the sight of a sweet roll vendor deters Dvari from destroying the boat, promising to shove a halberd up Kris' arse next time he sees him.