Atropos - ...so Dryas....are the skeleton from actual people or just magical constructs that happen to come in skeleton form? Because if you needed a magically summoned crew and could only find one in skeleton flavor thats a bit more understandable.
Bane's Reading Suggestions David Eddings: The Belgariad, Mallorean, Elenium and Tamuli Series. The Redemption of Althalus Jim Butcher: The Codex Alera Series
Dryas - "Well, it's a little more complicated than that. See--"
**As he as speaking, the door opened again, and an extremely short man stepped out--shorter even than a dwarf, though he was clearly human, at least in the abstract. Over his diminutive frame he had draped a fastidiously neat suit, and his small hands gripped each other tightly, twitching slightly.**
Man - "Welcome one and all. Sh-shall we set sail now?"
**Dryas nodded, taking the wheel and throwing the ship into the wind. The boat lurched forward, speeding out to sea.**
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but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Sly grabbed the rail to avoid stumbling, after getting his balance situation sorted he looked back up at the small man. "I would assume that you are the one who has gathered this group then mister..."
Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Sly gave a short laugh that the man either didn't realize he was asking his name or he was avoiding telling it. "Right then, my name is Sly. Glad to make your acquaintance. I'm curious as to your name, and the nature of this venture."
Man - "My name is... Telamon. The nature of this venture, as you put it, is multifarious... having said that, proper speaking skills are important."
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Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Adskhan just shook his head, faepalmed, and mumbled, "Sometimes I don't even know..." Then he turned to the others, "Pardon my...friend...he is...well...yeah. Anyway, my name is Adskhan. Since we are here, we would like to help you with whatever your journey is. So, if you don't mind repeating it for us, what is the main purpose of this journey?"
Roshem crossed his arms behind his back. "Many threads may still be woven into one cloth. Multifies...Multifrsss....Broad as our tasks are, I expect there to be a cause that is common to them all."
Telamon - "Very wise. For the moment, though... we need not concern ourselves with any of that. We have two days sailing until our first destination; I recommend highly that you all find quarters for yourselves, eat... and explore the supply room if you please, which I have filled with everything that we are likely to need."
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Sly shrugged and nodded. "Might as well check out the supply room before I get settled down." assuming that it was below decks he headed in that direction.
Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
**Telamon merely stared at him in a very queer way.**
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Sing lustily and with good courage.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
**Laroc had followed the others to the supply room, not
Too concerned about their destination. He was an atarin Watermage. Thing could only go so bad for him at sea.**
Sly stumbled a bit on the way to the supply room as they hit a wave. "Heh, I never did get my sea legs... I'm just glad I don't get seasick." His words didn't seem to be directed at either of the two accompanying him, but perhaps he was speaking to them both. He was clearly a bit put out by the whole skeleton crew thing and he had a nervous need to talk about something else.
Laroc - "I see.
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Bane's Reading Suggestions
David Eddings: The Belgariad, Mallorean, Elenium and Tamuli Series. The Redemption of Althalus
Jim Butcher: The Codex Alera Series
**As he as speaking, the door opened again, and an extremely short man stepped out--shorter even than a dwarf, though he was clearly human, at least in the abstract. Over his diminutive frame he had draped a fastidiously neat suit, and his small hands gripped each other tightly, twitching slightly.**
Man - "Welcome one and all. Sh-shall we set sail now?"
**Dryas nodded, taking the wheel and throwing the ship into the wind. The boat lurched forward, speeding out to sea.**
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
"Man, whatever. I know what I said, and so do you. So what does it matter, you know?" Riesig said sounding a bit dejected.
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Morgan- I suppose we're not likely to float into a high luncheon.
Riesig just threw up his arms in a 'whatever' motion, and then kept quiet as the others spoke.
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Telamon - "Very wise. For the moment, though... we need not concern ourselves with any of that. We have two days sailing until our first destination; I recommend highly that you all find quarters for yourselves, eat... and explore the supply room if you please, which I have filled with everything that we are likely to need."
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Be aware of singing as if you were half dead,
or half asleep:
but lift your voice with strength.
Be no more afraid of your voice now,
nor more ashamed of its being heard,
than when you sang the songs of Satan.
Too concerned about their destination. He was an atarin Watermage. Thing could only go so bad for him at sea.**
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together