Starting Out

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Mar 26, 2022 7:42 pm
Ok everyone, let's begin.

It is May 1st, 1550 AD. You and your companions have secured a ship. It's called the Old Veil, but you can rename it if you want. It is a galley style ship with a crew of 50. It is designed for long hauls and much cargo. I think you picked roles everyone, so that should be good. The ship is about 5 years old and you got it for a fair price. Now however, you need more coin and the New World beckons.

You've heard the stories of the Spanish, the wealth they have and their strange encounters. How much is true versus how much is exaggerated, no one can be sure without going there. But you have that chance, King Henry has given you all a Letter of Marque, allowing you to attack Spanish vessels and colonies. Of course 20% of your gains goes to the Crown, but that is to be expected.

The salty air enters your noses as you survey the harbor of La Rochelle. It is a decent sized town, home to much shipping. You've already made arrangements for getting supplies on your ship. Your crew of 50 scoundrels awaits your orders. Being that you all own the ship, it is up for you to decide when you leave. You can hire more sailors if you want, get any extra supplies like spices or just pull up anchor and get on with it.

Welcome to the 4e Pirates!
Mar 26, 2022 9:35 pm
Sophie stands on the rail, bright shining boots on the rail, holding onto a part of the rigging as the boat bobs gently in the harbor. She oversees the final preparations before departure. Sending her consciousness to the crows nest she gets a wider view of the harbor. Spotting some merchants moving spices down the road, she has a thought.

"We should take something to trade, or sell to any non-hostile savages we might encounter. Nothing that will take up to much room, but exotic so the trade is inciting."
Mar 26, 2022 9:59 pm
A halfling approaches the ship, ducking and weaving, his small frame bare noticeable amongst the crowd. A ruddy face looks up at the sails and rigging taking it all in. "Permission to come aboard cap'n"
Mar 26, 2022 11:57 pm
Sophie feels her heart swell and a smile split her face at being called captain.

"Indeed. One wonders why you are not aboard already. The rest of us have been at the till for the better part of an hour. a tinkle of laughter escapes from Sophie at her own joke. "I jest of course. Hail and well met. Captain Sophie welcomes you aboard.
Mar 27, 2022 8:29 am
Larne quickly clambers onto the ship, tips his hat to the captain and begins checking the nearest rigging.

"aye captain overslept, too much revelrie last night me thinks. Will we be getting underway soon?"

He begins to climb into the rigging to check the sails.
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Mar 27, 2022 12:37 pm
As the crew prepares themselves for the departure of the Old Veil, a large, imposing figure climbs up from the lower deck and shadows the sturdy wooden floor of the ship. An apron shoved into one of his slacks' pockets tells any and all who this is, as his trademark smile and jovial demeanor in saying a hearty "hello, my friend!" to any and all who share a look at him as he makes his way through the ship.

Coming up to the side of the ship's quartermaster, never unnoticed due to the heft of his step and the general loudness that is his attitude, Lorenzo, the ship's cook, asks them for all to hear.

"My friend! We are low on water and rum for our grog, and we could use some more spices to season the crew's food. We can pick up some before we set sail, yes?"

He asks, standing proud and tall with a wide smile on his face right below the glorious mustache that Lorenzo is known for.
Mar 28, 2022 10:12 pm
With a sudden yawn from nowhere, what had appeared to be an unstraightened lump on the mast that someone had forgotten had tried to hide with a fur coat unfolded itself into something - if not akin to a human, at least possessing the requisite four limbs, as spindly as they were. The hair was another matter; it was replaced with an uncontrolled mass of twigs that sprouted directly from the head and shoulders. "We don't care if the food is pleasant, only that there's enough to last us until we get home. Greetings small ones - and large one. We are Gipage Ashkaataasamisagooni Inaadiziwinan, but you may call us Greenwall if it is easier."
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Mar 29, 2022 6:25 am
A pale gray man in fine clothing comes towards the group, placing a sextant into a case. The short sleeves reveal symmetrical linear violet tattoos that go through to his thumb, middle, and index fingers. The same violet tattoos Arron the sides of his neck and face, which disappear under the dark blue silk scarf.

Tavar joins the conversation, "From my reading of the sun, moon, stars, winds, and waves, we will be moving slowly if we depart immediately. If we depart in a few days, it will be just as good as if we had left yesterday. It’s a pleasure to meet you all. I’m Tavar."
As he stops walking the sun hits the triangle holding the cross on his necklace together and a reflection shines off the scabbard of his falchion.
Mar 29, 2022 9:36 pm
"I don't like the idea of leaving in a few days." Sophie says with a frown. "Not that mean to disparage your knowledge Mr. Tavar. I am just anxious to be underway. Let's get those supplies Mr. Lorenzo suggested and see how things lay. If we wait too long we may lose the crew we've gathered to other ships."

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