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The Rogue Mistress.

Posted by The Grey LordsFor group archive 1
Khazim
player, 97 posts
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 02:40
  • msg #86

The Rogue Mistress

Having silently followed for so long. Words of he considers wisdom is once again offered. "I myself have had enough of demons. While I hold to love for Law I would sooner trust their gifts at this point." he motions towards the cabinet of law.
Angrboda
player, 228 posts
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 03:11
  • msg #87

The Rogue Mistress

"Oh for the love of the balance." Angrboda says in exasperation, "Can none of you understand that both law and chaos are merely tools we can use to help us in our endeavors?  Technically it is best to maintain a balance in life, otherwise you end up serving one of those fucks for eternity." she explains as she moves over to the law cabinet, "Balance, right?" she looks at the strange artifacts of Law before her, curious about what they do, she then grabs the silver disk, "This is our choice then." she exclaims.
Rael Gol
player, 204 posts
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 04:10
  • msg #88

The Rogue Mistress

Rael shakes his head at the arrogance of the Melnibonian "I think some us would rather not take a gift without knowing its price but as for choosing a second gift, how about letting Viktor or Khazim choose since you already chosen one artifact for your own benefit."
Viktor
player, 343 posts
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 04:41
  • msg #89

The Rogue Mistress

Angrboda I will take the silver disk, since I seem to maintain high body counts for Donblas...what does the disk do? reaches his hand out to Angrboda...
Berta
player, 111 posts
from Ilmiora
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 05:32
  • msg #90

The Rogue Mistress

"I'll manage," Berta advises Viktor curtly.  Bad enough that the Pan Tangian will flirt with any woman (save for the Melnibonean, she notes), but to do so with both but a few breaths apart - she hopes the Captain knows what she's doing ... and suspects very much that she does.  Perhaps Viktor may rue that dalliance if it comes about.

"Greetings Cirok," the warrior woman extends a welcome to the newcomer with a glad smile.  "We are both a long way from our homes."

Berta watches the frank discussion between Rael and Angrboda with mixed feelings seeing merit in the arguments of both, but forebears from choosing sides or indeed offering her own opinion as to which of the gifts should be taken, if any ... though Viktor's blind willingness to accept the silver disk does bring a smile to her face and soften her attitude to the big man once more.  A slayer and a philanderer he might be, but his enthusiastic acceptance of those roles is almost infectious and most certainly entertaining.

"So ... that seems settled then," she remarks quickly. "Our thanks to the 'Mistress for her gifts," she smiles and dips her head in gratitude to the Captain.  "If we are done, then I for one would be glad of the chance to rest before we needs bear arms once more."
Khazim
player, 98 posts
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 12:07
  • msg #91

The Rogue Mistress

"Viktor, the point of the argument is that we do not know what they do. I do envy your courage in these situations though." He finally acknowledges the new arrival. "Greetings sir, I humbly thank you for your time when helping us deal with these unusal circumstances. It seems our experts have chosen and I'm ready so see our lodgings."
Viktor
player, 346 posts
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 17:49
  • msg #92

The Rogue Mistress

starts laughing as he waits for Angrboda to hand over the disk...or if she is...takes another drink of his wine and belches crudely and laughs again...
Rael Gol
player, 206 posts
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 19:36
  • msg #93

The Rogue Mistress

Rael give a court bow to Corok "I am Rael Gol... I am an apothecary with some modest knowledge of healing."
Cirok
player, 3 posts
The Younger
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 20:48
  • msg #94

The Rogue Mistress

The sailor identified by Maria as Cirok nodded when asked to stay by the captain and stood at ease near the door.  He watched as the new crew members chose their items from the two lockers, one of Chaos and the other Law, but offered no advice nor other commentary.  As the group seemed settled and began to turn his way he sprung into motion.

"Thank you and a pleasure to have you aboard the 'Mistress," he said to all using the tongue of the Young Kingdoms, acknowledging in particular Berta and Rael's greetings.  His smile was broad and genuine.  "I am Cirok, also known as Cirok the Younger in some circles.  If you are ready I will take you to your bunks and show you about the ship."

"If you will all follow me?"
he prompted before motioning to the cabin imp to open the door and then moving out into the passageway beyond. He led them back to the main deck, looking back over his shoulder frequently to make sure they were all keeping up and to point out various points of interest as they went.  The open decks were busy with crew members still cleaning up from the recent boarding and others making the vessel secure for an extended sailing.  The breeze was fresh and rippled the sleeves of Cirok's shirt as he ambled across decks.  He paused by a hatchway near the prow, letting the group gather round, and then continued belowdecks.

They continued down past the gun deck where the forward cannons stood ready, no trace of the jester's rotten eggs smell that had lingered earlier.  Further down they came to an open hold lined with bunks, littered with hammocks and decorated with small articles of clothing and miscellaneous keepsakes of the 'Mistress' crew.  Cirok pointed ahead to where a tarp had been strung up across the forward section of room to indicate their destination and then held the tarp aside for the group to enter.

On the far side were a small collection of bunks and hammocks, along with a few sizeable foot lockers to hold the group's possessions.  "These will be your quarters for now, as members of the crew.  I had the tarp hung in deference to the ladies," he explained.  "especially with you being new to the ship.  I should warn you, there will be, ah, interest in your presence.  We have precious few women aboard.  I say this only so you can be prepared for the attention.  Do not worry overmuch, the captain runs a tight, disciplined ship.  And once you've been aboard a while, things will settle out." He glanced at Berta and Angrboda with a serious expression.  "If there are any problems, come see me or the bosun immediately."

"Speaking of the bosun, he will have duties to assign each of you as part of the crew.  Those of you with sailing experience will be incorporated into the regular watches.  Those with none will be used according to what skills you do have."  A humorous grin spread across Cirok's face.  "I have yet to find a body who couldn't wield a mop!"

"But that's enough from me for now.  Do you have any questions?  If not I will leave you to settle in a bit, and then see you up on deck later on."

Rael Gol
player, 207 posts
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 22:01
  • msg #95

The Rogue Mistress

Rael walks the tour with interest, he was never a sailor and this ship that fly on air and between spheres intrigue him. With a pang of remorse he recall Lars, the sailor that died on their escape, he would have loved the Mistress.

At their bunks? he looks to find a nice cot to sleep over, luckily he has a small light frame and would fit easily, when Cirok mention interest from the men on board he can't be snigger's "Cirok, considering that Angrboda is a demon summoning Melnibonian and I've seen Berta break a man in half with her bare hands I'd advise the crew to stay away for their own safety..." he chuckle thinking on the poor soul that would try to harass either of his two companions.
The Grey Lords
GM, 349 posts
The Cosmic Balance
Sun 20 Sep 2015
at 23:58
  • msg #96

The Rogue Mistress

With the Gifts chosen you all take your leave of Maria who seems to be all to happy to be rid of you as she visibly begins to relax. A short trek through the Rogue Mistress shows you the kind of ship you signed on for. The crew is a mix of everything. Tall hairy humans, Red skinned humans, A "Human" with pieces of bony shells covering his body and four arms, yes a little of everything. You are given time to put your items away before a sailor comes down from above.

"We are coming about to get into alignment. Those of you who want ta see jump come up ta the deck. Otherwise we'll be moving spheres shortly, no worries unless you ate recently, them shifts sometimes cause the innards to exit." He is not horrible to understand, but his accent is different than any you have heard before. Nodding to those assembled he turns and leaves.
Berta
player, 113 posts
from Ilmiora
Mon 21 Sep 2015
at 06:16
  • msg #97

The Rogue Mistress

Berta grins broadly at Cirok's warning, and moreso at Rael's rejoinder.

"I do thank you for your concern, kind sir," she dips her head in a semblance of manners, shaking her red tresses. "But any man who forces his attention upon me uninvited will never do so again to any woman.  And should they be so foolish and reckless as to accost Angrboda ... why then they will pray to all the Lords of Chaos and Law that they had tried me instead !"

"Unlike my pale friend, I have worked upon a ship though one that sailed the waters, not the air - still I know the routine."

The prospect of the shift between spheres is too enticing to resist, and once she has rid herself of Yara's armour (batting aside Viktor's hands should he attempt to help despite her refusals), and shrugged on the more comfortable leather and ringmail, Berta stows her gear in a locker and makes for the deck.
Angrboda
player, 231 posts
Mon 21 Sep 2015
at 06:40
  • msg #98

The Rogue Mistress

As Angrboda arrives at the groups "quarters" she looks around in irritation, "Fine, this will do, but I need some privacy for a moment." Then, regardless of the reaction she gets she begins pushing on people to get them out of the way and pulls the curtain closed for the "women's" half.

OOC:  Anyone who peeks....

Angrboda begins marking the area with arcane marks and intricate symbols then takes off her clothing and sits down in the middle of the area, her skin is marked with many different tattoos that seem to waver as she begins casting, and begins speaking in a language only those versed in sorcery understand.  [Language unknown: "Ersanoac, meai e ul.  Tho k ei, inis henion et ck.  P wervenany ent eiosle k ivsaro mi nounno."] she weaves intricate symbols in the air with her nimble fingers and traces some of the tattoo symbols in the air around her.  Eventually a small insect like demon appears and she stares intently at it.

[Private to GM: I don't know exactly what I am supposed to roll for this.]
Rael Gol
player, 208 posts
Mon 21 Sep 2015
at 15:13
  • msg #99

The Rogue Mistress

Rael grins as the sorceress charge into her "private" section and by the smell and sounds began to summon demons "Guess you'll be bunking with us?" he ask Berta and was not sure how much of a joke it was, in her shoes he'd rather sleep in Viktor lap than with a demon summoning circle and whatever other unholy rites Angrboda did.

His eyes light up when the invitation to see how the Mistress cut across dimensions, with the glee of a child he walk to the deck with a spring in his step and a wide smile on his face.
Viktor
player, 348 posts
Mon 21 Sep 2015
at 17:51
  • msg #100

The Rogue Mistress

it is nice to meet you Cirok and thanks for the welcome...ah yes if someone messes with one of Viktor's girls many bad things would happen to them..my axe sometimes accidentally chops off body parts....holds his hand out to Cirok as he laughs hysterically and starts to peek at Angrboda but realizes she would probably use his axe on a certain part of his male anatomy....he does make sure Berta gets help changing back into her armor....takes off his crossbow and axe and sets them next to a cot for now...
Berta
player, 114 posts
from Ilmiora
Tue 22 Sep 2015
at 13:32
  • msg #101

The Rogue Mistress

Berta briefly considers suggesting to Angrboda that the bunks and hammocks were meant for all of them, not just the women ... but then sanity prevails and she holds her tongue, figuring a temporary banishment while the Melnibonean performs her rituals is not only a small price to pay, but far better than staying to watch.

"To hear him tell it," she smiles at Cirok as she replies to Rael, "I'll be safer taking my chances with the demons !"  The smile is at best half-hearted, though, in the face of the Sorceress's arcane utterances and the warrior woman keeps glancing back at the curtain as if expecting something terrible to burst through it.  Something terrible other than Angrboda.

Viktor's threats are not unwelcome and at least cause Berta to refrain from slapping him for his help as she shrugs her lighter armour back on and follows Rael up on deck.
Viktor
player, 350 posts
Tue 22 Sep 2015
at 23:41
  • msg #102

The Rogue Mistress

Laughs and follows Berta up to watch the show and see what help is needed on the ship...leaves his axe and crossbow by his cot for now...
Cirok
player, 4 posts
The Younger
Wed 23 Sep 2015
at 02:44
  • msg #103

The Rogue Mistress

Cirok cast a curious eye toward Angrboda as she dismissed the rest of them and disappeared behind the curtain.  The sailor cocked his ear as the strange uttered words crept through the tarp, something in his expression hinting he might actually glean something from Angrboda's incantation.  His attention was broken by Viktor though, and his maniacal laughter.

"Hello..." Cirok replied to the large man, cautiously extending his hand despite his better judgement, and watching it disappear within Viktor's huge paw.  "I trust there will be no need for such extreme measures," he assured the Pan Tangian, trying to calm Viktor's spirits before something unfortunate came to pass.

Berta saved him and it showed in his relieved expression.  "I certainly hope that's not the case!" Cirok laughed, until he caught the slight trepidation in Berta's smile.  He seemed to understand immediately, his eyes darting toward the curtain and the quieting sounds of Angrboda's sorcery.

"Well, let's head above decks.  Shifting spheres truly is an amazing sight."
The Grey Lords
GM, 350 posts
The Cosmic Balance
Wed 23 Sep 2015
at 04:01
  • msg #104

The Rogue Mistress

Several of you get to the main deck to witness the event. Maria is moving about the deck issuing orders, a great thrumming noise is felt through your feet. Maria walks over to the forward wheel and banks the ship slightly to the port. Seeing the new additions to her ship assemble on deck she looks over with a quick explanation. "Soon the Tenatir will shift us out of this plane's alignment. We need to be moving in order for him to find the angles that each plane intersects."

Slowly a black mist begins to drift down from the silvery sails. As it begins to gather around the ship you can see Maria's face grin in excitement. "We are starting now!" The mist has gathered almost completely around the ship as if to mimic water. Trails of the mist fall behind the Rogue Mistress in a mock wake. The sky, the golden globe, The floating islands, everything begins to blur and fade from view. After a few seconds even the colors give way to inky blackness. The temperature drops a few degrees, just enough to notice, as the only thing that seems real in this void is the Mistress.

"Times vary during passage, What may seem only a few moments will be days, sometimes even months in reality." Maria abandons the wheel and walks over to the wale. "The Tenatir has tried to explain it to me on several occasions, something about distance between the spheres, though even he has not been able to predict the actual passage of time." You look out into the void and occasionally catch glimpses and hints of something out there Sometimes it is a ghost of something, while others it is a fleeting image of a place. Slowly, those ghosts and faded images begin to for into more and more solid shapes. Soon you are flying above a vast grey sea, waveless and still. The only illumination is a reddish band of light across the horizon, much like a setting sun. Maria heads back to the wheel and pulls back on a lever. The thrumming subsides and the world takes on a wholly material look to it.

The air seems warm, yet there is a strange coldness of the place, one that is felt to your core. Maria pipes up. "I've heard of this place, The strange coldness you feel is this place trying to leech your heat from you. Chaos left this world a vacuum, entirely empty without a drop of energy of it's own. As it stands it tries to soak up every ounce of energy that enters this place. For the short time that we require, it should do no lasting harm." From high above in the crow's nest you hear "Reef Ahoy!, Wreck sighted off the starboard bow!"

As you get nearer you can hear a strange, low moaning sound drifting up from the reef and waveless ocean below. Following the direction the sailor is pointing, you scan down the long jagged reef to see the wreckage of a great alien ship. (In the Player's Aids) It rests upright, well over 250' (76m) long, slightly listing to the port, you can tell that the great keel is broken and shattered on the rocks. The ship is all black and grey sinister bone, part ship part demon from beyond. The figurehead is of some huge animal, it's forward curving horns shot with iron, forming into a lethal looking ram. The great keel of the ship is broken beyond repair, and the fleshless ribs thrust upwards forming the superstructure of the ship. The aft deck of the ship is crowded with large spires, twisted towers that rise nearly 50' (15m) in some areas. You can see evidence of light through round windows and shattered  circular doors.

Maria motions to the frog-demon to bring them closer. It settles the Mistress smoothly into the water near the wreck. You hear, and feel, all motions and thrumming of the ship halt. As you come to a stop, you hear another long crooning wail from the direction of the wreck and reef. "One can only hope it is some kind of distress call." Says Maria as she joins the group. The Tenatir comes up from below decks with an extremely sad look on his face. "Meep meep mep meep meep." A look of concern crosses Maria's Face. "It is gone, The entropy configuration is no longer useful. Good thing you are all here. There is another one, or at least something close enough according to Mikkl, on that ship. Time to earn your keep. Go ahead and gather your things, I'll drop a longboat soyou can get over there. Cirok, I'm assuming Mikkl has already given you the instructions?"
Viktor
player, 351 posts
Wed 23 Sep 2015
at 05:31
  • msg #105

The Rogue Mistress

After watching in amazement at what just happened...Fucking aye that was intense, did you ask if Mickl gave us directions..who the hell is Mickl? looking towards Maria with a puzzled look...TIme to go get my axe and crossbow...pats Rael on the back and squeezes Berta's hand a bit...
Rael Gol
player, 209 posts
Wed 23 Sep 2015
at 21:06
  • msg #106

The Rogue Mistress

Rael glance at the alien ship shaking his head and to think the day was going so well "Don't forget to bring our charming demon summoning sorceress and if you can't find her drag Angrboda..." he calls after Viktor.

"I am sorry what is gone and what do you want us to bring back?" Rael turn to asks Maria "and how safe would it be to cross the water and all, didn't you say it leach all warmth? should we pack warm clothing or what?"

The alien ship was creepy and in no good way, the empty eye sockets seemed to be mocking him... Rael supress a shudder wishing once more he was a big warrior like Berta or Khazim or at least had Viktor point of view on life.
Viktor
player, 352 posts
Wed 23 Sep 2015
at 22:35
  • msg #107

The Rogue Mistress

Angrboda honey we have to find something on a strange alien ship laughing hysterically....listens as to what Maria has to say as he makes his way down to grab his axe and crossbow and straps them back on his back...
Berta
player, 115 posts
from Ilmiora
Thu 24 Sep 2015
at 06:05
  • msg #108

The Rogue Mistress

With half an ear on the captain's explanations, Berta stares out into the inky blackness as the ship makes its transition between the spheres, shivering as the ship finally settles on the world of the still grey waters, snatching her hand back from Viktor and favouring him with a stern frown as the Mistress comes to a stop before the wreck of the demon ship.

"Not the most inviting ship I've ever seen ..." in fact, beyond question the least, though it seems that is where they must now go.

Rael's instruction to Viktor to drag Angrboda on deck if needs be brings a vengeful smile to Berta's face.  "That'll teach him !" she laughs, then, "I'd better go and keep an eye on him."  She too heads below decks to collect her weapons and other gear.
Kathrak
Thu 24 Sep 2015
at 12:05
  • msg #109

The Rogue Mistress

The green frog-demon comes on deck and scuttles towards Maria and those party that are on deck. "It seems that this plane is not kind to one of your members." He addresses Berta. His needle teeth gnashing and large pupilless eyes staring straight into you "He was found on the floor in some sort of coma. We have isolated him from the crew and placed in one of the side storerooms till such time we can get somewhere civilized, or he comes out of it by himself."
Berta
player, 116 posts
from Ilmiora
Thu 24 Sep 2015
at 12:54
  • msg #110

The Rogue Mistress

Berta eyes the frog demon warily as it approaches her, but forgets her caution as it informs her that one of their number has fallen victim to this energy sapping place.

"Who ?" she asks, grimly.  "Khazim ?"  She fears this sphere might well prove inimical to the nomad from The Sighing Desert.
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