Remedy
11-01-14, 10:02 PM
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Money. It’s often shiney, sometimes papery, but always valuable. I love money, I love what it does, and what it can do. So, when I received a note about a potential money making venture it would be fair to say that I was somewhat interested. The note was somewhat bereft of information, but given the person it was from, anything was a blessing.
Remedy Blue,
There is a pirate ship located off Scara Brae at an island north west of the northern port. I had reason to cause a hole in the side of the ship, it will be beached to buy the crew time for repairs.
The ship has looted at least three other ships and is still carrying their cargo.
The captain is Morgan Teach. You’ll need help.
~Talen
Talen and I had met a few months earlier, where the little scamp had saved my life. I liked to think of myself as a complex person, with layers and stuff. Talen though had this annoying way of dangling something in front of my head that I couldn’t resist. I knew that he wanted to use me to exact revenge on whatever had pissed him off, but how could I turn down all that potential loot?
Scara Brae docks were something magnificent to behold. The island’s location made it the trading centre of the ocean, the last top before jumping to the bigger continents that wrapped around the inner ocean. By necessity the docks had grown as well, and it was now one of the largest in Althanas. What’s more, it carried far more variety than any dock I’d ever seen. Akshima ships often came up from the south with fish and their finer trades of tea and silk. Metal and wood came from Corone, often competing with Aleraran ships carrying high quality metals and alchemical reagents. I didn’t have a home, but I felt like I did when standing on this dock.
I made my way quickly through the bustling crowd of sailors and merchants. The day was early and the sun had not yet peaked over the horizon. The scenery was draped in blue that was slowly warming to the yellow of day. The local fishing ships were pushing out for their daily catch and the larger trading ships were making preparations to follow. I had to drag myself several times past opportunities to make a quick buck as merchants sold wares underprice as they realised they had overstocked their ships. Finally, gut wrenchingly past missed opportunities, I reached my destination.
The Red Pig was not much in name, but beautiful to behold. It had been a warship at some point, and carried several cannons on the sides. After leaving the Corone Navy it had been painted red, with the customary woman at the front replaced with a large squealing hog. The sailors were not what you’d called reputable, but honest enough. They were at that moment hauling cargo that had arrived earlier in the morning. I waited for a pair of sailors to carry up a barrel before following up the boarding plank.
“REMEDY!” The voice was gruff, but welcoming. Soon Captain Every Kidd was squashing me in a bear hug and I could do little bit to grunt back a welcome.
Every looked every bit (hehe) the part of a sailor. He had a long black beard platted into a series of knots. From within the dark whiskers you could catch a glimpse of an every present smile, and his eyes were as dark and blue as the sea he lived on. He was quite an imposing man as well, and he towered over my short butt.
As soon as I was released I did a quick check on my leather cloths. Every had known me for a long time, and his face filled with concern that he might have broken one of the complicated pipes that ran along the inside of my cloths. I flashed him a toothy smile to ease his mind.
“How long till we are ready?” I asked.
“Twenty minutes I’d say Lass. Now lets be clear, this isn’t no uptown voyage. Morgan Teach is a bit of work. She’ll play the damsel in distress when it suits her, and gut ya for a fist full of coins. So you best be watching your back.”
I nodded, Every had treated me light a niece since I met him. His care was appreciated, but somewhat frustrating as well.
“I’ll be get’n back to work. You and your can hole up in in my quarters. I don’t expect you’ll be needing to bunk.”
I nodded as the Captain went back to barking orders and directing his men. Last night when I received the letter from Talen I had put the word out that I was looking for three or four people to join my venture. I’d had only two responses, but with Every’s crew, I reckoned that would be enough. I made my into the Captain's quarters; a large room, square on one side with the back curving with the ship and a large window looking out into the dock. The room was spotted with trophies of a life of sea, and a large globe of the known world sat near the Captain’s chair. I slumped down in one of the other chairs and dropped small knapsack I had been carrying next to it.
I could feel my stomach fluttering slightly, I didn’t normally make money through action and Every’s warning was more ominous now I was alone.
Money. It’s often shiney, sometimes papery, but always valuable. I love money, I love what it does, and what it can do. So, when I received a note about a potential money making venture it would be fair to say that I was somewhat interested. The note was somewhat bereft of information, but given the person it was from, anything was a blessing.
Remedy Blue,
There is a pirate ship located off Scara Brae at an island north west of the northern port. I had reason to cause a hole in the side of the ship, it will be beached to buy the crew time for repairs.
The ship has looted at least three other ships and is still carrying their cargo.
The captain is Morgan Teach. You’ll need help.
~Talen
Talen and I had met a few months earlier, where the little scamp had saved my life. I liked to think of myself as a complex person, with layers and stuff. Talen though had this annoying way of dangling something in front of my head that I couldn’t resist. I knew that he wanted to use me to exact revenge on whatever had pissed him off, but how could I turn down all that potential loot?
Scara Brae docks were something magnificent to behold. The island’s location made it the trading centre of the ocean, the last top before jumping to the bigger continents that wrapped around the inner ocean. By necessity the docks had grown as well, and it was now one of the largest in Althanas. What’s more, it carried far more variety than any dock I’d ever seen. Akshima ships often came up from the south with fish and their finer trades of tea and silk. Metal and wood came from Corone, often competing with Aleraran ships carrying high quality metals and alchemical reagents. I didn’t have a home, but I felt like I did when standing on this dock.
I made my way quickly through the bustling crowd of sailors and merchants. The day was early and the sun had not yet peaked over the horizon. The scenery was draped in blue that was slowly warming to the yellow of day. The local fishing ships were pushing out for their daily catch and the larger trading ships were making preparations to follow. I had to drag myself several times past opportunities to make a quick buck as merchants sold wares underprice as they realised they had overstocked their ships. Finally, gut wrenchingly past missed opportunities, I reached my destination.
The Red Pig was not much in name, but beautiful to behold. It had been a warship at some point, and carried several cannons on the sides. After leaving the Corone Navy it had been painted red, with the customary woman at the front replaced with a large squealing hog. The sailors were not what you’d called reputable, but honest enough. They were at that moment hauling cargo that had arrived earlier in the morning. I waited for a pair of sailors to carry up a barrel before following up the boarding plank.
“REMEDY!” The voice was gruff, but welcoming. Soon Captain Every Kidd was squashing me in a bear hug and I could do little bit to grunt back a welcome.
Every looked every bit (hehe) the part of a sailor. He had a long black beard platted into a series of knots. From within the dark whiskers you could catch a glimpse of an every present smile, and his eyes were as dark and blue as the sea he lived on. He was quite an imposing man as well, and he towered over my short butt.
As soon as I was released I did a quick check on my leather cloths. Every had known me for a long time, and his face filled with concern that he might have broken one of the complicated pipes that ran along the inside of my cloths. I flashed him a toothy smile to ease his mind.
“How long till we are ready?” I asked.
“Twenty minutes I’d say Lass. Now lets be clear, this isn’t no uptown voyage. Morgan Teach is a bit of work. She’ll play the damsel in distress when it suits her, and gut ya for a fist full of coins. So you best be watching your back.”
I nodded, Every had treated me light a niece since I met him. His care was appreciated, but somewhat frustrating as well.
“I’ll be get’n back to work. You and your can hole up in in my quarters. I don’t expect you’ll be needing to bunk.”
I nodded as the Captain went back to barking orders and directing his men. Last night when I received the letter from Talen I had put the word out that I was looking for three or four people to join my venture. I’d had only two responses, but with Every’s crew, I reckoned that would be enough. I made my into the Captain's quarters; a large room, square on one side with the back curving with the ship and a large window looking out into the dock. The room was spotted with trophies of a life of sea, and a large globe of the known world sat near the Captain’s chair. I slumped down in one of the other chairs and dropped small knapsack I had been carrying next to it.
I could feel my stomach fluttering slightly, I didn’t normally make money through action and Every’s warning was more ominous now I was alone.