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Post by Lord Rykker on Dec 3, 2012 20:58:28 GMT -5
He kept his eyes on the open waters around him, one hand lightly resting on the wheel. An adjustment here, an slight push there... "Not busy no, but it's been too long since I had last had control of my girl. It's good to be back in control." Uhtred looks behind the ship, eyes crinkling against the spray of saltwater. "Constant vigilance is the key"
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 3, 2012 21:00:20 GMT -5
Jory jumped, alarmed. Sails this far away from the coast couldn't be good. He peered out, looking for details on the ship, and the activity of it's crew, and strung his bow.
Use Observation (80)
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 3, 2012 21:01:14 GMT -5
Even through her bouts of seasickness, Raven continued to draw the charts. She barely left her cabin except to puke occasionally and crawl back inside.
She wondered when her stomach stop dancing long enough for her to enjoy the ride and gain her sealegs.
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Post by Kurts on Dec 3, 2012 21:03:49 GMT -5
They arrive at the quarters and the whore enters with a bored yawn. When Kings Landing was lost to the horizon, Oriax entered his quarters and beckoned Amelia to follow him. It was time for her first lesson.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 3, 2012 21:06:04 GMT -5
Amelia smiled and followed Oriax to his chambers, mentally drawing out all the symbols she had learned.
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Post by Kurts on Dec 3, 2012 21:12:27 GMT -5
"Strip." he ordred the prostitute, eyeing her like a cut of meat.
"Are you ready to begin, my dear?" he asked Ami, a pseudo-pleasant tone.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 3, 2012 21:13:43 GMT -5
"As ready as can be," Amelia said, grinning widely as she studied the girl in front of them.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Dec 3, 2012 21:16:44 GMT -5
The whore shrugs her clothes off with a bored expression.
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Post by Kurts on Dec 3, 2012 21:22:46 GMT -5
Oriax took some rope from his bags and handed them to Amelia.
"Bind her."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 3, 2012 21:24:08 GMT -5
Amelia took the roped and walked up to the whore, smiling at her. "Catering to all tastes, hmm?" She said, tying the girl's hands together with one end of the rope, then her feet with the other.
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 3, 2012 21:30:51 GMT -5
Jory rapped on the Door of the Cartography Room. Without anything else happening, people were the only source of entertainment now. Might as well get to know his crewmates. "Snow? Raven?"
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 3, 2012 21:35:22 GMT -5
"Yes..."She yelled at the door,"Come in..." Raven was seated at a desk, quill in her hand still drawing the dornish part of Westeros.
Her face showed determination, not thinking about the jiggle of her stomach.
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 3, 2012 21:39:43 GMT -5
Jory stepped in. "Just wanted to get to know the people I'm going to be traveling with." He looked around at the room. "You're Umbar's Bastard, right? Why'd you get into killing? Mercenary doesn't seem to be the ordinary profession for someone like you."
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 3, 2012 21:43:43 GMT -5
When Raven saw it was Jory she sighed, but then smiled lightly. "Yes, I am an Umber bastard.." She leaned back in her chair,"And I was not trained to be a mercenary, my Lord father taught me to defend myself.. I did not have many professions to fall into being my origin." She shrugged with a grin, "And here I am..", she motioned at the quill and the charts. "Learning a new profession, hopefully."
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 3, 2012 21:48:06 GMT -5
"Why? You have a sword, you have a bow. Why anything else?" Jory looked at the maps. "Navigator is a dull job at best, and at worst, a dull life. A skill worth knowing, but not something worth devoting your life to."
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