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[The Snark Knight]

IC:

Basilisk soon felt another presence in his mind, this one more familiar, more warm. Fury, get out. You've already determined what you needed to know. Now go.

Very well, Wielder. As you wish.

An instant later, both withdrew.

Song's head snapped to look at Raknar, as she slid one of her wakizashi out of it's sheath almost unconsciously. "Who the karz are you?"

Edited by Krayzikk Champion of RPGs, Jul 03 2012 - 03:31 PM.

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Raknar (Backroom, Inn)

"Cap'n Raknar Seprillian at your service," he said, examining his knuckle. "Thing gave me a splinter..."

He plucked the splinter out of his knuckle and his eyes visibly widened.

"This thing ain't a splinter, it's a bloody 2x4," he muttered, tossing it to the ground. "Someone needs to go back to Designing Your Trapdoor 101."

-Teezy

[Basilisk]

IC (Fenrir)

Fenrir shook his head, trying to clear it. His gearwork mind, previously preoccupied with defending itself, suddenly hummed back to life and began to assimilate the new information. Then he spotted the new being that was entering the room. His hands moved to the idol automatically, he was closer to finding out it's origin and meaning then he had ever been before, it wouldn't do to allow it to be stolen now. His other hand went towards the clockwork pistol holstered at his side. "This establishment has horrid security."

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Song

"Is there any particular reason you chose to burst through a random trap door in the middle of the city?" Song commented, raising an eyebrow. "Or are you looking for the ladies salon next door?"

[Killer_Myr]

IC: Myr thought over his plan in his head. He needed a Toa of Fire, two Toa of Water, a Toa of the Green, a Toa of Air, and perhaps a Toa of Stone. He had seen nobody who would be of much use in a crew inside the tavern, but he stepped back inside. He found a table in a corner, and sat down. He turned his attention to the entrance, hoping someone of interest would walk in.

OOC: Open for interaction.

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Raknar (Backroom, Inn)

"Listen, Zigzag," said Raknar, naming Song solely on the basis of her armor, "I mean no disrespect when I tell you that I could outdrink you, all your ancestors, and all your descendants without even brownin' out."

-Teezy

[Basilisk]

IC (Fenrir)

"He seems incoherent. He'll probably collapse under his own weight quite soon." Fenrir mentally calculated the chances of that event based on the behavior of the other drunks he'd encountered in this city. There were quite a lot and most of them spent their time face down moaning in the street. Needless to say, the chances were quite high.

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Song

Song's eyebrow cranked up another inch. "Really now? Somehow I doubt it." She paused. "And will you please stop trying to think? I can feel your thoughts, and they're almost painful."

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Raknar (Backroom, Inn)

"Feeling like insulting an innocent bystander, huh, Braveheart?" Raknar asked, taking a mock offended pose. "If I were the kind of guy to have thin skin, I would feel heartbroken right now. As it is, I happen to be a bit more educated than you would think."

He thought for a second and grinned.

"Well...just a bit, I guess."

-Teezy

[Basilisk]

IC (Fenrir)

"So you have a six-year education as opposed to the levels most Rahi operate at? Truly I am surprised." Fenrir normally wouldn't have been this hostile, but this being was interfering in an important matter regarding the idol...that and he'd just had his mind invaded. That never did wonders for a being's mood.

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Song

"Better than just sitting here, Drummer Boy." Song replied, a grin crossing her lips. She sheathed her wakizashi. She could feel the color of Raknar's emotions, and they weren't hostile.

She raised an eyebrow at Fenrir. "Ooh. Scholar's got some burn to him."

Edited by Krayzikk Champion of RPGs, Jul 03 2012 - 03:48 PM.

[Toa Onarax]

IC Salvinn

"Actually you sad, and I quote, that getting sober sounded wonderful. Regardless we're here now, let's atleat get you a room." Salvinn stated as he led her towards the bartender in order to book a room. Gah, there are so many ways thos could turn out horribly.

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Raknar (Backroom, Inn)

"Harsh words..." Raknar muttered, looking up at Fenrir. "Hum...I'm gonna call you Dr. Frankenstein."

-Teezy

[Evex_Wolfwing]

IC: Evex : Sakrinil : Inn

... I could use some pens...

A knock came from the door.

"Um... Excuse me? Is anybody in here? I was told to speak to Song... oh bugger it..."

Evex cracked the door open slightly, poking his snout in, "Is there a Song here? I saw a poster. Said something about getting paid for being on a boat."

[Zakar0%]

IC: Gaioli (Doix )
She returned, having found the salts. After skining, salting, and hanging the bird out to dry, Gaioli went into her cabin. Taking off her sheathed sword and rifle, she laid on the bed and began to drift to sleep.

OOC: She's still open for interaction, though she's in the middle of nowhere... (Which, in this case, is between Dajon, Nibar and Effroh.)
Zakaro

[Basilisk]

IC (Fenrir)

"The truth often is. Now whilst I would normally find your antic's a refreshing discourse on way I typically avoid the docks, I'm not quite in the mood. I'm sure the drunks in the streets can make room for you." Fenrir wondered for a moment if he had gone a bit to far....then he remembered that the being had probably been trying to break into the inn and he decided that the fact he hadn't shot the being on sight more then made up for that.

Fenrir paused. "Another interruption? How lovely."

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Song

Song stood, and held out a hand. "Song. Captain of the Azure Thunder." She smiled. "What are you doing here, Drummer Boy?"

Song's head turned to look at the door. "Come in!"

Edited by Krayzikk Champion of RPGs, Jul 03 2012 - 03:54 PM.

[Dreadheart]

IC: [Su'un Kanad] - Road to Sakrinil

Su'un stared at Tajeh for a while, as if expecting the Toa to burst into laughter, and claim that he was joking. That never happened.

"You're on the island of Yheyn, good sir," the Trytan said, adjusting his hat against the glare of the sun, "About 19 kio from the nearest settlement, Sakrinil."

He stopped walking, and leaned on the cart, wiping his brow, "I'm actually headed that way myself. If you'd like to tag along, I'd more than happy to lead you there."

-Void

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Raknar (Backroom, Inn)

"You're a cap'n, Braveheart?" Raknar asked, his gaze shooting over to Song and tilting slightly. "Huh. Anyway, I came to buy some supplies for my own ship. Raknar Seprillian, Captain of the Southern Charm."

He shook her hand softly, more softly than Song would have thought.


-Teezy

Edited by #firstworldtyler, Jul 03 2012 - 03:57 PM.

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Song

Song nodded. "Built my ship myself." Then she seemed to think. "Southern Charm? I think I've seen that one..."

[Evex_Wolfwing]

IC: Evex : Sakrinil : Inn

A small squeak of delight and an "ow" of hitting his head on the top frame of the door (curse the Toa for being so short compared to him!), and Evex had slipped into the room, staring at song with the expectant look of a person waiting to be told what his job was.

[Randy Disher]

IC: Taronak - Near Vermillion Dragon camp

Taronak ran from the camp as fast as he could. "I thought I was one of them. Why would they try to betray me?" he thought as he kept running, pursued by Vermillion Dragon members. He quickened his pace, running from his pursuers.

OOC: Open to interaction.

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Raknar (Backroom, Inn)

"About medium size, built for speed, name's written in archaic Matoran along the starboard side?" Raknar asked with a grin. "I do a lot of explorin' on the waters around here. Probably where you've seen it."

-Teezy

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Song

Song was about to respond to Raknar, when Evex made his entrance. Song stared. "Um, hi?"

[Killer_Myr]

IC: Myr glanced around, evaluating everyone else. Still, he found nobody of interest.

[Basilisk]

IC (Fenrir)

Fenrir had stopped speaking for the moment. Here he was trying to identify an old idol that even a dragon seemed to be afraid of, an idol that could prove key to any number of arguments in scholarly circles and instead....people started chatting and flirting. He was fairly certain that was what this Raknar intended at any rate. If this kept up much longer he'd just reread Darkest Depths and see if he'd missed anything. Twentieth time was the charm after all...

He didn't blame Song, far from it, it was her duty to interview crew members but Raknar was an unwanted distraction.

Edited by Basilisk, Jul 03 2012 - 04:10 PM.

[Randy Disher]

IC: Pursued by the Vermillion Dragon, Taronak finally began to pull away from them. "They betrayed me. Why, why?" his insanity was beginning to take hold. He kept running, and after some time arrived in the city, with no pursuers left to follow him.

OOC: Still open for interaction.

Edited by Toa of Smooth Jazz, Jul 03 2012 - 04:11 PM.

[Evex_Wolfwing]

IC: Evex : Sakrinil : Inn

"Hi!" Deciding to try and be social for a start, Evex pulled his face into what was his equivalent of a smile, though it also showed some rather sharp fangs. "I um... was wondering if I could hear what you needed help with."

[Killer_Myr]

IC: Myr sighed, and returned his attention to the entrance of the tavern.

OOC: Still quite open for interaction.

Edited by A_Darksteel_Myr, Jul 03 2012 - 04:34 PM.

[thebeggerpie]

IC(Tajeh/19 Kio from Sakrinil):

"That's fine with me." Tajeh replied. "Where is Yheyn, exactly? I'm from another island."

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Song

Song raised an eyebrow, somewhat baffled by Evex's cheerful behavior. "I need a crew." She paused. "Um, let's start with some questions. What's your name, and if you don't mind my asking, what are you?"

[Basilisk]

IC (Fenrir)

"Judging from his biology? Probably a civilized Zyglak offshoot. Stranger things have happened."

[Killer_Myr]

OOC: No interest?

IC: Myr turned his attention away from the entrance briefly, and began to pick at the ridges in the wooden table.

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Raknar (Backroom, Inn)

"Some kinda species from the Northern Continent," Raknar commented. "My people lived in the same basic geographical region. Something with an R..."

-Teezy

[Evex_Wolfwing]

IC: Evex : Sakrilin : Inn

The cheerfulness evaporated.

"I am not a Zyglak. I am not related to the Zyglak. And the only time I ever met a Zyglak, she tried to eat me."

Evex closed his eyes for a moment, and inhaled deeply. When he opened them, he seemed more relaxed.

"I am a Regrian. We come from the Northern Continent."

"And I am Evex."

Edited by The One who is Gone, Jul 03 2012 - 04:42 PM.

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Raknar (Backroom, Inn)

"Northern Continent. Starts with an R. Wow, I knew I passed Biology for a reason."

-Teezy

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Song

Song gave a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. I don't think you're a Zyglak. How about you go back to being cheerful? I think I liked cheerful you more than how you are now." Before, I wasn't worried about being eaten.

[Basilisk]

IC (Fenrir)

"Your appearance indicates a degree of relation even if it is in the ancient past. Why do people take offense to biological facts? Your biology doesn't determine who you are, it merely determines your ancestry and species. Not personality. I'll be certain to research your species but two species of such similar appearance being completely unrelated to each other on a biological level is unlikely." Fenrir was of course, blissfully unaware of the fact this being could probably crush him like paste if it were so inclined.

[Dreadheart]

IC: [Su'un Kanad] - Road to Sakrinil

"We're over in the Southern Chains, far from most of the major Matoran settlements," Su'un explained, as he started pushing his cart forward again.

Glancing over at Tajeh, he added, "My name's Su'un by the way. Su'un Kanad."

-Void

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Raknar (Backroom, Inn)

"I think you irked him a bit, Darwin."

-Teezy