<font color='#008080'>ooc: Â Yay! Turing back to the main deck, he watched the crew work the rigging. With a smile he wandered over and grabbed the end of one of the ropes and pulled with the rest of them. He felt proud to be on a ship. The nagging sence of doubt he always felt when he was on land was gone. He was free here. Away from the abuse and scorn of his family, this would be his family now. They didn't need him anymore. Taydran emitted a low growl from deep within his chest. I won't do their dirty work anymore... With a grunt, the abnormally strong youth pulled harder. The sail was hoisted and Taydran smiled again. Brushing back his long, black and blood tiped bladed bangs, he sauntured casually over to the rail once more. The sway of this ship did nothing to bide his trot and the smell of the sea lifted his heart. The sudden thump of a body alerted Tay and he glanced back to see a rather drunken 'dragon laying on the deck. Quirking a brow, he walked over. Tapping the older 'dragon on the shoulder, Tay smirked. Hey, you ok? Ya gotta watch the swaying. Throws ya off. A small chuckle emitted from him and he held out his hand. Couldn't help but overhear that your looking to be Zirach's first mate. Good call I say. Taydran turned and nodded to Zirach. A thankful gleem was alight in his sea blue eyes. He would give his life to Zirach for letting him escape the abusive hold that life on land had on him.</font>
<font color='#0000FF'>LoneShadow shrugged off the the so called telling off that the captain gave him. Who was the captain to tell him off like an child he angrily thought as he watched the others eye him with doubt. hehehe cant believe that fool of an captain thought i was challenging him he chuckled merrily but not loud enough to be heard as he leaped onto the deck with the vigour of an healthy strong young male. LoneShadow was starting to get bored as he walked around the deck watching the crew scrurry to and fro, He felt the presence or more likely smelt the foul drunken 'dragon that had appeared and just as quickly was thrown to the deck as the ship had an sudden lurch. He held out his hand that started to glow an soft purple as he clenched his hand into an fist then there was an fierce lashing of of deep purple that started to flicker with power. His eyes closed as he begun to mutter some words "Nui sha kjausoja D'pyj ra rjyodhs sy uleba sy tojbeba ni gojgyta ump nui het tlubat ykyna sy uleba sy tajba Ziarch's gojgyta" then out of thin air appeared an gang of goblins that immiadately were scrurying everywhere cleaning decks and the such. "huh you now got some help captain they serve your commands" chuckled LoneShadow as he looked at the goblins.</font>
<font color='#008080'>Turning his crania t'wards LoneShadow, Taydran's blue orbs narrowed dangerously. He didn't trust this rogue 'dragon one bit. He reminded Taydran too much of his father... With a irritated snort, Taydran wandered off across the deck. A scowl was placed 'pon his maw as his mind drifted back to his so called "family". How were they my family if we never acted as one? Another snort emitted from Tay and his tail swayed in restlessness. The flame was alight with a dark red color. The color of anger. Taydran snarled and turned around once more as he saw a goblin appear on the deck. He stared at them with narrowed orbs before turning quickly and swiftly padding below deck.</font>
<font color='#000080'>ooc: we need a minor catastrophe... ic: Incendi gave a cautious glance around before retreating behind a pile of clutter. There had been enough disorder thus far that she hadn't been noticed too much, and until she could think of an acceptable role she would keep it that way. The only problem she could see would come from Jarman, he alone would know exactly why she was there. SHe would need to get close to him if she were to kill him without everyone noticing. SHe gave a despising glare at the sea surrounding her, it was putting her on edge. But then perhaps it wasn't so bad... after all besides an errant splash nothing bad had happened yet. She padded over to the side to peer over into the waters below. SPLASH! A huge wave washed over the side, dreanching her and depositing a strange tentacled creature ontop of her head. Incendi panicked, screaming as she burst into sudden flames and ran about in small circles.</font>
<font color='#728FCE'>Having never made it to the stern for a room, Jarman stopped short when he heard the screaming. He turned back toward Incendi. He raised an eyebrow, his emerald eyes lighting up with mirth. Casually, he reached out, and as she ran by him, grabbed the little tentacled thing fromthe top of her head. Giving it a curisory glance, he noticed it was still alive and wiggling and not burnt to a crisp like he'd thought. He tossed it over board. He went to the side of the ship and lowered a bucket, filling it with water. The next time she ran by him, he dumped it over her head. "It's off your head. You can calm down," he said, a smirk working it's way across his face.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Ziarch stared at the drunken 'dragon for a few moments before speaking in a flat humourless voice. <span style='color:navy'>"I'd say come talk to me when your sobre. If you have the knowledge that you say you do then the position is yours, if its just the booze speaking well, I think we still need a cook for the galley."</span> At that moment a terrified scream filled the air. The older female was running around the deck with her head on fire. Wait, no. Not her head, something ON her head was on fire. As she ran by Jarman, who was grinning like the devil himself, he pulled the tiny creature off, throwing it into the water before dumping a bucket of water over the screaming femme. The Goblins conjured up by LoneShadow immediatly swarmed Incendi with cloths, intent on soaking up any droplet of moisture in the immediate area. <span style='color:navy'>"What the hell is going on here!"</span> He glared at all who were present. His eyes stopped for a few seconds on each before moving his cold gaze to the next. <span style='color:navy'>"This is pathetic! Do any one of you, not including the drunk on his ass, know a single thing about the sea or boats in general?! If your not going to take this seriously then your will be kicked off this ship at our next stop. And YOU,"</span> He glared at Incendi, <span style='color:navy'>"Are you afraid of water? Or is it just things that live in the water that scare you? I want everyone to find their cabins below deck, NOW! Incendi, I want to see you and Taydran in my room."</span> He glared at them all once more before stomping off to his cabin. On the way he yelled over his shoulder, <span style='color:navy'>"And LoneShadow, these Goblins had better be gone before you set foot on these stairs, or I swaer that I'll kick you off this boat here and now."</span> Ziarch reached his cabin and sat on the naroow, rockhard bed. He rubbed his temple, massaging the massive headach that was blooming there. OOC: Feel free to introduce disasters or just minor conflicts any time you wish. *cough* storm, pirates, or Kracken *cough* Incendi, that was hilarious!</font>
<font color='#000080'>Lìnnet had not been on deck for the little disaster but had heard the one dragon scream. She started to think, We had barley left and there are all ready ‘dragons screaming. That can’t be good. She also heard a lot a footsteps which made it sound like there were a much of new crew members. She quickly went in one of the rooms and threw her bag in. She didn’t take anything out not sure when she would need it. The maps would come in handy in a while she was sure. She didn’t even look around the room to if any one else was in there yet. The room was a little further back it took her a while to make it back up on to deck.. She heard Ziarch yelling at a few, she took a guess that the problem wasn’t too serious. When she saw the goblins she thought for a second that they were under attack. Then she saw that they were busy running around doing the chores of the crew. Lìnnet had heard some of what Ziarch had said but not all of it. She didn’t want to bother him now with her question of what route they where going to take to get to Brim. With a goblins running around she started to feel a little crowded on deck. She looked around with her mismatched eyes for an escape route. She soon saw the crow’s nest at the top of a mast. She jumped up flapping her over sized wings a few times then landed on the top. She was happy to get away for all the commotion going on below. She looked around, see blue as far as she could see ahead of her. Then the last remands of the port behind them. The he eyes started to drift to a could formation that was quit a bit a head of them. A lest a few hours. She took a guess that it could mean a storm. She couldn’t tell how big yet, but any storm couldn’t be good. There was a chance that it could go right over them but with this wind she wasn’t sure what will happen. She quickly flew down and went of to find Ziarch to tell him about what she had seen.</font>
<font color='#0000FF'>LoneShadow groaned in mock despair as he chanted some words to make those Goblins that were starting to get annoying disappear. Then with an puff of smoke that emitted from each Goblins they were gone safely stored in his mind for further need. "Aye ya be happy now captain" he bowed like an magican that was showing off. ok so where is tis grand cabin of mine? he thought as he walked over to the side of the ship keeping in balance with the choppy waves that threatened to trip him up. He gripped the railings and stared out into the sea as the new 'dragons started to head for their cabins. For an moment he thought of his dead wife and children then it was gone as he leaned against the railing forgetting the orders to go below deck for an moment. LoneShadow slowly walked off across to the stairs with an merry gait in his walk as he descended the stairs. He wandered about a bit then smelled the delicious smell of pie. they wont mind if i be takin' my leisure for an bit as he found himself in an pantry where there was no sight of any cooks. He softly chanted for ghosts to appear and cook some food for his belly was starting to growl in hunger.</font>
<font color='#008080'>Taydran lay on his hammock letting the ship's swaying erase his still lingering thoughts. Blue eyes closed in content. His oranged tipped tail flicked as if it had a mind of it's own. Bringing his paws back, he placed them behind his head and let the tension in his muscles release. The roaring yell of Zirach awoke his from his snooze and he groaned. Great...I probably already did SOMETHING wrong. Like I didn't expect that... He swung off the hammock and into his boots. Strolling out of his cabin, he wandered down the hall to come to a stop outside of the Captian's room. He raised a hesitant paw up to knock, as if savioring the last moments of short freedom. Blue orbs clouded again as his mind drifted to the old days where he was a slave to his own parents. Audits fell back 'pon his head as he stared at the ground, eyes full of sadness and anger at them. Red tipped black bangs flutted infront of his face again as he turned and looked at the scars on his arms. Bringing his paw down, he traced one of the more larger ones with a finger. The pink, tuffed flesh was soft to the touch. Taydran closed his eyes tightly and he turned to the door once more. Raising his paw again, he let his paw strike the door softly. Zirach sir, you wanted to see me?</font>
<font color='#000080'>ooc: wheeee! ic:As the thing was snatched off her head and more water poured on, Incendi flared up with new flames, leaving her ice blue fur stained black as the flames suddenly died and she was swarmed in goblins. Â Her left eye was twitching and she gave a menacing glare at Jarman before whiping the look from her face. Â Perhaps this was a way to get closer to him... she gave a quick pounce planting a small kiss on his cheek before wincing at the captain's berating. This was not good, not only was she being yelled at but she was being yelled at by someone much younger. Â it was not something she liked. Â but she would suck it up, after all there was still the job and Incendi wouldn't have made master assassin if she couldn't finish jobs. Â Ears flattened against her skull she responded shortky, more embarrassed than anything else. Â "I was merely startled." she mumbled belowe her breath as she followed him down to his rooms " You try having some creature suddenly jump on top of your head and wave its tentacle things around in your face." She sighed, it wasn't nice she knew but she wasn't exactly having the best time of her life. Â She entered the captain's quarter's and stood waiting in silence for him to berate her more.</font>
<font color='#728FCE'>Ooc: aw, come on... did incendi HAVE to kiss Jar-Jar? she's hilarious tho... IC: Jarman's emerald eyes widened. She... she just... Did she just? She kissed me? He shook his head slightly, the dazed look fading out of them. He turned and made his way back toward the stern, in search of a roon.</font>
<font color='#000000'>Gejusa swam along under the clear blue water. She had been stranded in the middle of the sea and was making for land. Suddenly she saw something above her, a ship! She was overjoyed to see it there. Gejusa swam up to the side of the ship and surfaced, her red bandana dripping wet. She listened and heard the shouts of the captain. Everyone would most likely be in their rooms or in the captain's cabin. A perfect oportunity to take the ship! It was a little daring but she was desperate. She started to climb up the side, her many earings jingleing against each other. Finaly she reached the top and she swung herself over the side and stood on the deck. She unsheathed her sword and addresed herself to those still on the deck. "I be takin' this ship! Nar tell ye capin that I warnt te talk wit 'im!" She snarled to enfasise the effect of her ragged appearance. She had not been entirely sure she could take the ship by force but it was not imposible. If the crew was inexperienced enough and the captain a soft hearted pendragon it would be no sweat. She would have asked to come aboard peacefully, but what would they do to her after finding out she was a pirate? It wa as good as sentencing herself to death! No, this was the best coarse of action there was for someone in her situation. Besides this was way much more fun!</font>
<font color='#000080'>OOC: Â Okay well everyone IÂ’m going away for a day and wonÂ’t be home till late tomorrow and might not get on the computer so you can just post over my turn. I catch up later. Then IÂ’ll delete this post. -Edit- I have found that you can no longer delete post if you are not a mod. So I guess this is stuck here. But I would be glad if someone could get rid of it.</font>
<font color='#0000FF'>LoneShadow had been enjoying his meal in fact it was many meals that his crew of ghosts had cooked for him. He waved his hand in dismissal as the ghosts disappeared with an puff of smoke that faded in the pantry. His fine sense of intuition told him that there was some kind off danger aboard the ship. He relaxed and let his mind free itself as it searched for this so called danger that barely registered on his senses. Pretty soon it had found the danger in the form of an female 'dragon that thought itself as an pirate. Dont they know this ship has an master of dark sourcery? scoffed LoneShadow as he put down the pie that he had been enjoying. He rose and felt it was best to attend to his duty as an guard of the "Water Dragon". He stopped midway through the stairs as another thought came to his mind to scare the newcomer. hehehe lets put the doom of the devil in her heart he chuckled as he chanted the words for transportation. He glowered and flickered with purple flame that took on many shades of violet. Then he was right behind the so called pirate, his mane became spiked and his eyes and mouth disappeared to be replaced by bottomless holes of oblivion. He roared "Who are you that dares to take the ghost ship of the Water Dragon" with the sound of thousand demon screaming in agony that would surely have frightened many 'dragons. He winked at the sailors that watched with fear when he had spoke those words.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Ziarch paced the width of his room in front of the two individuals he had asked there. He gathered all of his thoughts before finally stopping in front of Incendi. When he spoke his voice was low and quiet and his eyes stayed on her, never wavering. <span style='color:navy'>"Your obviously not a sailor and dont like being here. I dont want to know why your on my ship, I dont wnat to know, and to be frank, you seem like trouble. Plain and simple. However, I like to give the benifit of the doubt to those I dont know and so you can stay and roam the ship freely, for the time being. If I find out that you have been causing any trouble you are off of here, land or no land. I'm hopeing someone with your... experience will be able to tell when you cross the line. You may go find your quarters. Remember what I said; ANY trouble and you are gone."</span> Ziarch then turned to his young cabin boy. His eyes softened conciderably and a hint of a smile appeared on his face when he saw the sad, lost look on the boys face. He saw the grief, but misunderstood the roots of it, believing it to be much more trivial than it truly was. Afterall, it was hard to see past the young exterior and into Taydran's soul and mind, which far surpassed his body in maturity. <span style='color:navy'>"Taydran, I'm sorry if my yelling upset you. I'm just frustrated with... well, I'm sure you can guess. Anyway, I needed to talk to you. You see, there are certain individuals on this ship who I dont trust one bit. If your willing I would like you to keep an eye on them. If you dont feel comfortable being a... well, a spy, that is fine. I wont hold it against you. I dont want you to feel pressured, okay? Think about it and when you have made a decision tell me."</span> He smiled at the boy, idly wondering how and where such a young lad had gotten such nasty scars. <span style='color:navy'>"Oh! I almost forgot. As my cabin boy you get a cabin to yourself. Its the first on-"</span> Ziarch was cut off by a loud booming noise coming form the deck. His ears flattened against his skull and a low growl formed in his throat. <span style='color:navy'>"Now what!?"</span> A crash caused the entire boat to shudder, almost knocking Ziarch off his feet. He swore and dashed out of the room heading for the deck. Ahead of him he saw someone running towards him.</font>
<font color='#000000'>((ooc: I dont know if there is a posting order or not, but if there is would someone be so kind as to tell me the order? thank you.)) Gejusa cringed at the sound. She lowered her head and shudered. After shaking off her fear she turned at spied the pendragon behind her, her earings jinglying slightly as she did. She was slightly taken aback by this ofencive. She narrowed her red eyes and let her hand slide from her sword, which floated in its place. The ghost ship!?! Being a pirate of such superstition she was instantly inclined to believe him. A wave of terror crossed the dark pendragon's face and she held up her paws in defeat, her sword still hovering beside her. She could have read his mind, but she had never aquired that skill, only that of telecinesis. "It be I, I, um Gejusa Quentil." She gulped, she had gotten herself into more trouble than she had antisipated.</font>
<font color='#000080'>ic: Incendi gave an accepting nod at the captain's judgement, he certainly was being more than fair. Perhaps she would try not to kill him in her quest to kill Jarman. She gave another nod as she turned to leave his quarters, "Aye, understood." Well what a mess this had turned out so far. But it was far better than she had anticipated, maybe there was some stock to that drivel called optimism... the sounds of chaos caught her ears and she gleefully stalked on deck watching the pirate and Lone Shadow. Ghost ship eh? Incendi's eyes glowed softly as she decided to contribute her own skills to the story. Her eyes glowed softly as she concentrated on the water, a dragon's form lifting the ship up as the great water formed head came abou to glare at the pirate. Water wasn't her favorite medium but she could use it as well as any other, and besides, what better "ghost" for the ship? Water dripped from fangs as the jaws spread open in a silent roar. SHe trusted Lone Shadow could fill in his own sound effects if he wanted. She gave him a brief glance beforereturning her attention to her work.</font>
<font color='#008080'>Taydran sat stifly under Zirach's gaze. His flamed tail flicked to ease his stressed body, and his blue orbs lay locked on the Captain's. The soft light of the sun peeked through the small porthole and over the small company in the room. Glancing over, he stared at the fae for a moment. She seemed to be hiding something, he could sence it. The voice of the Captian brought him back out of his reverie and he listened to his request with abaited breath. Orbs widened and his tail stoped its endless swaying. He wants me to..spy on the crew... Taydran stared into Zirach's eyes and knew that he wasn't telling any false tales. This was serious. Tay suddenly saw  flicker of intrest spark in the Captain's eyes. He knew that he had noticed the scars and Taydran placed his hands over them, moving as if he was scratching his arm. He spoke hesitantly. I do agree Zirach, a few have made me a little hesitant as well. Such as that one who controls the goblins. A smile then crept across his young, but mature face. He stood but before he could say anything, the loud booming rocked his ears and he stared upward at the ceiling. The crash made Taydran fall against the wall and he growled. He watched as Zirach darted out the door and he followed him swiftly. What the hell is going on now?</font>
<font color='#000080'>Linnet had finally found the captain while she walked down below deck. <span style='color:orange'>“Zirach, I have some thing to tell you and that you would probably want to know…"</span>  She was soon had been cut off by the noise coming for above deck. The screams had sent a chill down her spine. For the second time all ready today she thought they were under attack. By what she wasn’t sure. She looked up towards the noise. <span style='color:orange'>“Well I think we have bigger problem on our hands at the moment . I can trouble you with my findings later. There seem to be something more improtant over head."</span>  She hoped that it wasn’t to serious and went above deck to see what was going on. She had a sense for magic and soon realized that what was happening was caused by Incendi and LoneShadow. She didn’t really want to get involved with this little mess for the fact that she still wasn’t sure why this all was going on. She then saw another newcomer standing there. Probably wanted to cause some trouble.</font>
<font color='#728FCE'>Jarman cringed ever so slightly at the sound coming from deck. He shook his head slightly. This was already action packed, and they hadn't even been at sea for a day yet. Smiling wryly, he makes his way back to the deck. He stands in the shadows, watching the performance, waiting to see if his skills as a doctor would be needed. He seriously hoped not.. Not yet anyway...</font>
