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A sloth? What on earth was a sloth doing on board his ship? Had Dariq bought the thing while he was drunk? Wouldn't be the first time the elf had done something as odd as this. 'Though I can't say the idea of buying one doesn't intrigue even me, sober as I am, I suppose.' Or maybe the odd little thing had wondered off from another one of the few ships that had managed to dock before they departed. Though Maithien doubted that something as slow as a sloth was capable of making it from one ship to his. Whatever the case Maithien really didn't see the point in arguing over Katewyn's choice in pets, especially after seeing how quick she is to fire her gun.

"That lot eh? Well they have been pestering Dariq and I about the details of this expedition for the last few weeks. At first they just asked about what the treasure was, what the history was with it, that stuff." Maithien grimaced "Then they got a bit more aggressive with their questioning. I made it clear that they weren't aloud on our trip, and never heard from 'em again. Well until today that is.." At this he grinned, and began to laugh lightly beneath his breath. "Sounds like the books you would read when you were a child right? Cooped up and felt the need for freedom."

Maithien stood up, groaning as his ankle screamed for rest. "One problem, I fear you just killed one of the Antagonists. I could be wrong, we probably will never see these men again. I just, kind of have a bad feeling. Just promise to be careful on this journey, I may not like the way you handle yourself with a gun, but I don't want anymore blood lost. Even if none of it has been ours so far. " He finished sternly.

Maithien didn't wait to hear Katewyn respond, honestly he didn't expect her to take kindly to what he said but he felt he had to say it. He began limping towards the stairs, doing his best not to cause himself pain. "Meet me in my quarters Dariq!" He called back. Maithien really didn't feel like standing around or sitting on crates anymore. He was tired and just wanted to get out of the sun and sit in his nice captain's chair he had gotten himself for this trip. 'I can't wait until we just get to Braelv.' Now at the stairs he began his descent.

Once at the bottom of the stairs Maithien was happy to find that the crew was starting to work together.. Sort of.. Maybe we won't all die after al-' Maithien's cheery mood was butchered when he accidentally hit his bad foot on a small box in the ship. For the second time today he began cursing in ways he normally felt he shouldn't.

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*whispers* I'm so soorry....

I finally got a hold of a computer. The keyboard is evil though o_o

I'm writing hard now! D: Forgive meeee!!

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So my laptop is in fact down for the count for a bit. Should be able to use someone else's on occasion. Will be able to make a post soon I hope.

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I got lazy with putting stuff on the original post. Will amend that soon. :3

Yeah, that picture is more of an outline I suppose considering there are no balloons on it :p Just imagine one to three balloons floating from the ship and you should be good. As for the actual layout... I am pretty much just secretly making it up as I go. Could try and outline stuff if ya wanted I guess.

Halloween was fine. Ate a giant chocolate bar, watched Netflix and then that newish godzilla movie. Also, my computer is currently refusing to do almost anything related to the internet. Dunno when that will be worked out. For all I know I will wake up the morning and everything will be fine. But yeah.

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Been really busy guys, sorry. But things should be calming down for me soon. I just managed to make a post :D

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Giving a huff, Maithien holstered his pistol. "You have the right ship lad, though I request that you do your best not to maim yourself on any future occasions." Readjusting his jacket and straightening out his shirt, Maithien continued. "Until we make it to the nearest town or port you're part of the crew I suppose. When we make it me and Dariq will decide what what to do with you.." At this Maithien limped to one of the small boxes strewn about the ship, first making sure it was not another box of cursed apricots, and then sitting down so he didn't have to stand any longer.

The rest of his crew were in various different states. The short little lady had been burting with tears, only just now starting to calm down. The Caxerion wasn't that far from crying herself either it seemed.. That dwarven woman was yelling at Dariq, telling him that she could pilot the ship. She really wants that job doesn't she? Meanwhile Elani was- 'Is she stabbing my ship!?' He thought shocked, and slightly offended. As if Dariq stabbing one of the balloons wasn't bad enough, now people were carving on it for stress relief! At the end of this trip Maithien imagined The Compass wasn't going to be anything more than a bag of splinters and a frayed banner.

"Right! You, dwarf lady!" He yelled, snapping his finger and then pointing towards her just in case his yelling didn't keep her attention. "Go ahead and head down to the engines, see what you can figure out. Don't have much to lose." Maithien then faced the rest of his small crew. "For those of you that are injured head below deck.. We have some medical supplies packed in some of the crates for you to use, we just haven't gotten around to opening them."

"And Mister Dariq, I feel you would agree that we need to talk."

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See you soon Death.

Sorry that I haven't posted yet, been busy and am not feeling well at the moment. Hopefully I will get one out later tonight.

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Well Dariq almost fell off the ship, that would have been unfortunate. Luckily he quickly learned how to fly upside dow-... Oh no wait, his foot got caught in the rigging it looked like. Though much less exciting than flying, Maithien was mostly just glad one of his few friends didn't plummet to his death. 'We all survied, that is a lot more than I expected. Well I at least expected one of us to die.' Maithien grinned to himself, almost resisting the urge to laugh. He had sprained his ankle on an Apricot for heaven's sake! Oh, that was certainly an interesting experience. He was brought out of this moment of humor when a loud thump came from in front of his feet.

Maithien screamed, scuttling away on his arms and legs away from the man that had just ungracefully landed on the main deck of his ship. "What in the-!" He yelled panicked. 'THESE GOONS ARE INSANE!!' All of a sudden the ship began creaking and groaning, looking up Maithien saw that one of the mooring ropes was still tied! The ship was pulling the brand new dock downwards until large chunks of wood began to fall off from the onslaught of force. 'That can't be good on the ship!'

Pushing the unknown man out of his mind for a moment. Maithien pushed himself upwards, supporting himself on his good foot. He limped his way to the side of the ship where the rope was tied, took out his sword, and began chopping on it. Trying to release the ship before either it or the docks broke apart. 'This crew can't be trusted to do anything so far!' He thought annoyed. Snap! There we go, all nice and broken! Now back to other matters. Maithien really couldn't wait until he got a chance to rest.

Maithien unholstered his gun once more and aimed it at the idiot who thought it was a good idea to skydive onto his ship. "Was that really a smart idea friend? I have to say that was really impressive, but really?"

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Eastern standard time Oni :P You posted this at 8:00 AM for me. Oni has been accepted. If you wanted to take the maniac approach and leap onto the ship out of nowhere that is cool, would be pretty funny to see. I was planning if you didn't do that to have you meet up with us when we land/crash/crashland onto the surface.

Name: Rucks Kennithson
Race: A boring human
Age: 24
Appearance: In reality rucks doesn't wear that makeup stuff under the eyes.

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Hey Oni. :D

I think I can fit you in. We'll have to work out a good spot for your character to come in considering the ship is now plummeting away from the docks. Unless you made you character jump from the docks and freefall onto the ship, breaking some ribs. :P

Also, YOU GOTTA BE MALE! We need some balance!..... I'm kidding you can do what ya want.. But if you're feeling generous maybe? :3