((I've decided to post updates on the RP adventures of my friends and myself. I figured this was the best place to put it since we were last with the Pirate kingdom, and will return whenever we're allowed back in.))
((Edit: Note that this continues off of the "The Removed Governor" which can be found at
http://forums.graal2001.com/forums/s...threadid=50441 ))
:::There is scorching sun above the northern sea where a small damaged boat can be seen in the calm, desolate water. It merely floats with whatever flow the water gives it. In the boat, two men are seen. Their clothes appear to be rags of clothing damages over the course of time. They both lie on the deck of their boat, taking in the life of the sun upon their lifeless bodies. One, dressed in red rags, grabs a stick from his right side and begins poking the other, dressed in blue rags, with the stick.:::
Crevas Gec'vorn (very faintly): ... sir.
:::He continues poking.:::
Crevas (with a bit more energy and plea): Ziro... speak...
Ziro Vitrudestec (as if he is dying): ...ugh... wha... ugh...
:::Ziro begins to move his body. He only has enough strength to wave away the stick he is being poked with.:::
Ziro: What!? What do you want?! Have I not told you enough times today that I am still alive!
Crevas: But... Ziro... I believe the last time I asked you was two days ago. We seem to be losing track of time.
Ziro: Time? What is time? We have a world to explore. Time is not a factor.
Crevas: We are suffering problems, sir. We have been running out of supplies. We have no more food. And we don't know where we are headed.
Ziro: We shall be fine. Need not worry. Trust my judgement and you will succeed.
Crevas (ignoring Ziro's statement): We should have taken refuge with the people of Zormite. Do you remember the fellow who was willing to take us in and hide us?
Ziro: Yes, I remember. I also remember reading up on everything about this land. Apparently, the Zormite kingdom was known for a Zormite race. This race seemed similar to the race of men, yet it was different in a few ways that can clearly be seen. Unfortunately, on that island, we were unable to come across a single member of this race.
Crevas (wearily): We once had allies to the east... I'm sure they would have been willing to take us in as well.
Ziro (quick to argue): They speak a language I cannot begin to comprehend. It is similar to our own yet has very odd words and placement of them.
:::Crevas raise his head and body a little to speak to Ziro.:::
Crevas: If you would only be more willing to give a place a chance... we wouldn't be in this mess... I don't think we can make it much longer. Ziro... promise me, that when I die... you will feed off of my corpse, regain your energy from it, and sail back south to the land of the Zormites, and then seek out Rathma again. Let him know I failed you.
:::Crevas collapses again and does not speak.:::
Ziro: That will not happen! We will not fail! I never fail! ...Crevas? Are you still alive?
:::Ziro turns to him. Then he too falls back a state of unconsciousness.:::
:::After some time, nightfall hits. It is a stormy night and the boat is well on its way to traveling through the terrible currents, but the destination is unknown. The two men remain unconscious on their boat. The boat finally hits a large wave and water splashes into the boat, awaking Crevas. Quickly he finds himself on his toes, but needing the support of the side of the ship to stand.:::
Crevas: AHH! What is it?! Oh... I must have fell asleep.
:::Crevas walks toward the body of Ziro. He kicks him a little.:::
Crevas: Ziro? Are you awake as well? Hm... I suppose not. I fancy I should get some work done while I'm awake.
:::Crevas begins tying ropes together around what appears to be the torn remains of a sail. He rummages through some sacks filled with empty bottles and other junk and finds himself a bottle half-filled with liquor.:::
Crevas: Ahh... quite possibly the last of our rations- a drink from the pirates. Grog they call it...
:::Crevas drinks away half of the liquor in the bottle. He continues his work to keep the ship steady. After a few more moments of work, he sits down to rest and finishes the rest of his drink.:::
Crevas (drinking): Ugh... a fine life it is indeed. Indeed... indeed... stampede! Hah! (The alcohol begins to affect him.)
:::The air begins to carry a strange wind through the boat, yet the boat is not moved much by it. The breeze whistles through the air like a man playing a flute. Crevas then hears an unknown voice.:::
Unknown voice: Fool! Look at yourself! Drunk as badly as a foolish pirate! You failed him, yourself, and me! Did you forget about me?
:::Crevas begins turning in several directions in a confusion.:::
Crevas: What?! Who are you?! Where are you?!
:::Before Crevas appears a man (or what appears to be the ghost of a man) dressed in garments from the Kurenai Joukai and carrying Samurai equipment. He bears a red Samurai shield, a sai, a red bandana upon his head, and an unpleasant expression on his face.:::
Man: Now do you see me, fool? Or are your eyes still deceived by the drink of the demons?
Crevas (frightened nearly to death): R-r-r-r-r-....RATHMA! What are you doing here?! How did you make your way here?!
Rathma: I had to come. You failed your task. You were supposed to make sure Ziro was safe. Now you let him die. Look at him. His lifeless corpse lies there on the deck behind you. You should have taken more care of him. It was your only responsibility.
Crevas (scared of losing Ziro): No! It can't be! He lives! He cannot die now!
:::Crevas walks over to Ziro's body and begins to pick him up. During this, Rathma's figure vanishes into the air as a ghost would. Crevas slaps Ziro's face a few times to wake him up. There is no effect. He forces Ziro's upper body out of the side of the boat, keeping the head under water.:::
Crevas: Wake up! Wake up! Don't die on me now!
:::Ziro begins to struggle with this, showing signs of life. Crevas throws all of Ziro's body into the water, showing no acknowledgment of Ziro regaining his consciousness. He forces Ziro's face under water with all his strength. Ziro begins to kick and punch all around him. Crevas simply continues his insane purpose. He jumps into the water with him and begins pounding away at Ziro's body in the water as he drowns him...:::
04-16-2004, 01:03 AM
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