Prologue - The Ship

OlyBenjamin · #1 11-07-2009, 08:39 PM

BackgroundYou're on an airship heading for The Wall, they are being taken to serve there in the Casean military as is mandatory for a person to gain citizenship of the land or to serve as a sentence for a crime. The Wall is one of the worst posts a person can find themselves at. A desolate outpost constantly under siege by the undead. So far the trips been uneventful, most of your free time is spent in the lounge with the other recruits. Bad weather forced the airship north, along the border with Dorric and the journey is taking a bit longer than expected and many of the recruits are getting restless.

OOCThis is going to be in character pre-game RP if you're intested, if you want your characters to get to know eachother or have some in character questions about whats going on.

The lounge smelled of smoke and booze. Around you fellow off duty soldiers do whatever they can to pass the time. The ship rocks slightly from the weather, not as bad as it was to the south, at least you can walk around the ship without having to hold onto something. Commotion in the kitchen as the first of the evening meal is served, biscuits and gravy, again, quite possibly the only meal you've eaten since the start of this trip. An old weathered Kobold by the name of Migmol serves the mess as well as his own home made booze. The noise in the lounge is loud enough that it drowns out nearly all other noise, even the constant droning of the airships engines is barely a whisper and you have to yell just to be heard across the table.

Antebellum · #2 11-08-2009, 01:18 PM

A gruff looking Dwarf sits at a table with a few other soldiers who are on the ship because they want to be, not because they are serving a sentence. His reddish brown beard is braided in two longs strands and sits on top of his scale mail. His helmet sits on the table in front of him, and a large warhammer a heavy metal shield lean next to his seat. He leans back in his chain and lightly bangs his hand on the table. "Bah, what I would to have something other than these damn biscuts, and some good Dwarven ale at that!" He says to the soldiers sitting at the table with him. "This trip needs to be over! We Dwarves would rather have both feet firmly on the ground."

Tripod · #3 11-08-2009, 03:03 PM

The elegant Eladrin smirked, brushing a strand of his long blonde hair behind an ear. Taking a biscuit, he toyed with it a moment before biting into it, scowling at the rather... bland taste. Not good, not bad, and certainly not the food he was used to. "I agree Master Dwarf. I never thought I could sink so low as to have a kobold cook for me. Seems a nice enough fellow though. He was lightly armored in a fairly new set of leather armor, his longsword propped up on the table. His wand was still tucked into his belt, as it wasn't exactly needed at the moment.

"Besides, cheer up, my friend. You are doing me a favor. I had a lovely young noblewoman back home tell me she would only court me when Dwarves could fly! Now I have evidence, he finished with a wink.

asura8 · #4 11-08-2009, 07:47 PM

Anna seems entirely uncomfortable with the situation on the airship, and seems to be working to drown out the sounds of the engines and the undead below with the boisterous behavior in the lounge. She lies on a couch, looking just the tiniest bit woozy. Her hands cling somewhat firmly to the arm, trying to concentrate on the sounds of the room instead. Her armor doesn't seem to be with her, dressed simply in a long dress with a leather corset piece, her long red hair hanging disheveled.

"Oh... I hate flying..."

Phil · #5 11-08-2009, 11:36 PM

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Originally Posted by asura8

"Oh... I hate flying..."

"This ain't to bad."

The stocky half-orc stretches himself across the next couch over, kicking his heavy leather boots onto the arm closest to the human female. He slowly exhales, a hot cloud of smoke flowing through his lips, and around the cigar firmly clenched between his teeth.

The ship rocks sharply to one side, and the human female looks as if she's going to puke. Togar chuckles to himself as he takes another long drag on the cigar.

"You're gonna need a stronger stomach than that for where we're going, honey."

Brisingry · #6 11-09-2009, 07:11 AM

Morthos just looks at the socialize, standing the other side of the room, and mutters and writes, "The airlift must somehow counteract the weight of this contraption. I wonder how it's done, and whether I could with my magic..."

asura8 · #7 11-09-2009, 02:35 PM

Anna whines a little as she rocks a little in her seat as the whole ship quakes, clearly uncomfortable with the way it moves in the turbulent air. She glances back with a paler than normal face at the half-Orc, stating quite simply, "The dead are one thing... this... contraption is a whole other league. Somebody PLEASE tell me we're almost there..."

She looks around for a glass of water to grab from earlier, with spilled liquid around it from the rocking. She sips at it, holding the glass with both of her small hands in order to keep from spilling it as her entire body seems about as unsteady as the boat. She looks a little less pale once she has finished the glass.

"But... something doesn't feel right below us either..."

Antebellum · #8 11-09-2009, 02:49 PM

Volkbar lets out a quick laugh about the comment from the Eladrin, "Ha! she won't believe ya." Suddenly there was a jolt in the airship and Volkbar spilled the Kobold Ale he was about to drink on himself. "Tíkin þín!" he yells as he jumps to his feet. "This damn ride was s'posed to be over already." he continues to no one in particular.

OlyBenjamin · #9 11-10-2009, 08:54 PM

The airship shudders and the lights flicker briefly before plunging the room into darkness and everything goes silent. Which isn't good because airships should always be making some noise, there's a horrendous wrenching noise and suddenly you're blinded by a bright white light.