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Post by Lyonel on Mar 24, 2015 20:00:34 GMT -5
The Docks of Blackstone Keep... Where, you know, the ships stay.
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Post by Lyonel on Mar 24, 2015 20:04:11 GMT -5
How the fuck did Graug get here? He had no idea of where he was, the last thing he remembered was drinking with some nice fellows after the battle, then a ship... And now he was here in this hot fucking place.
"Glurb glaren blag hub!" He tried to speak with the passers, but apperantely no one spoke Ibbish here.
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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 24, 2015 21:26:47 GMT -5
A few Braavosian sailors take a interest in Graug, fanning out and looking at him speculatively "Was this one of the newcomers we picked up in the Vale? Yes? Do you speak the trade tongue?" They speak slowly, trying to mime out their words.
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Post by Lyonel on Mar 24, 2015 21:31:28 GMT -5
"Nargh!" Graug shook his head when they pointed to their mouth and said the word tongue, he was used to mimes from his time with lord Karstark.
"Karstark." He said, pointing to nowhere in particular across the sea. "Graug!"
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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 24, 2015 21:34:32 GMT -5
They all look at each other and speculate "Okay so this one is karstark, running away from a guy named Graug?"
"No no isn't Karstark a house in the Vale or something?" "
I don't know, I can barely keep track of Braavosian nobility! Maybe he left Karstark and signed up with us for gold and food? Wait, don't we have some ibbenese fighters? You know, the brute squad. With the axes" They pantomine again "We can HELP, YOU, find your FRIENDS? YES?"
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Post by Lyonel on Mar 24, 2015 21:36:48 GMT -5
Help... He identified that word.
"Graug. Help. Kill." He blabbered.
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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 24, 2015 21:41:45 GMT -5
"YES, you're HELPING us KILL ENTEL. Good golly this one is a catch? What say we get him with the rest of his pals eh? Pip Pip!" The Braavosians cheerily take Graug to one of the larger ships, where he is introduced to a bunch of short, burly men who are surprised to see him. The Brute squad.
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Post by Lyonel on Mar 24, 2015 21:47:35 GMT -5
"KILL. ENTEL!" Graug laughed an excite laughed, yes he'd like to kill someone. And appear rely these kind foreigners were helping him with that.
"Entel?" He pointed at one of the ugliest fellows of the Brute Squad, already cracking his knuckles in order to punch the man's teeth down his throatz
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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 24, 2015 21:52:06 GMT -5
And then something happens that Graug did not expect. The Brute Squad, who Graug now realizes are men like him, speaks in Ibbenese. "My Brother! Surely it is a glorious day that you have returned here, to a place where you are among kinsmen and separate from these barbarians that surround us! You can now join us in a battle in which we will sing to the skies and earth the myriad pleasures of this existence, and bask in the joy of a battle in which we can face our dread foe, the Lord Moray Entel!"
Which, to the Braavosi, sounds like "NOT ENTEL IDIOT, BRUTE SQUAD KILL ENTEL"
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Post by Lyonel on Mar 24, 2015 22:23:46 GMT -5
Graug's eyes widened at the surprise, he was in fact wondering how long it would take for him to piss someone off with his language.
"Glub bergh blargh!" He said in an excited tone, the phrase roughly translated to: Tally ho, Old Beans! I'm Graug, Son of Glung. I've left out homeland a long time ago in search of adventures and heads to smash. I'm glad I have met with civilized men like you, since these westerosi all seem to be nuts.?
"Anywho..." He now could be easily understood. "Who is this Entel Moray you all speak about?"
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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 24, 2015 23:04:49 GMT -5
The Ibbenese make room for Graug to get into their fight circle, glaring at the Braavosian sailors until they leave. Then they sit down and start talking. "This Entel Moray is the one who The Captain has said we are fighting now, as he is a dastardly pirate who has sunk whale ships and done much harm to many people, including ours. Now The Captain pays us the gold they use for currency here, and we fight for him."
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Post by Lyonel on Mar 25, 2015 8:05:58 GMT -5
"What a marvelous opportunity this is then... To fight some villainous pirate in the company of a group of true Ibbenese Warriors. I must admit, much better than my last employer." Graug said in Ibbish, that one one a strange language, short grunted words followed by lots of hand signs, a passerby might have thought that one was having a stroke. "I wonder what he is doing at the current moment."
"For all instances... I guess I need to meet with your superior. What is the name of our dear commander in charge?"
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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 25, 2015 11:09:16 GMT -5
They grunt and shuffle, moving their hands quickly from chest to face to thigh "Yes! He is away now, marshaling more ships for our cause from the strange/foreign land of Lys. Our dear commander is UhtFar, though men call him Capin most. These words are strange, but they all repeat them."
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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 26, 2015 14:26:48 GMT -5
When the Dark Dawn returns, the Brute Squad is moved onto the Iron Titans flagship. They will be armsmen for the coming fleet battle, to repel boarders and invade other ships if necessary.
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Apr 29, 2015 12:49:48 GMT -5
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Those galleons under Quentyn's command which need repairs are brought into port, in order of severity of damage. After them, the galleys, and then corsairs. Boulders are brought out to the Iron Fortresses, docked off shore under guard of those ships not being repaired.
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