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Pirates and Mermaids

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June 18th, 2016, 1:30 am #1

Delaeri of the Oceana Clan of mermaids was swimming close to the surface of the sea, despite the scary tales of Mermaids being stolen for their Immortal Tears. She loved seeing the stars.

Delaeri was a lovely young mermaid. Around two hundred years old, which was the equivalent of being about seventeen for a human. She loved the moon and the stars. Her name itself meant "Rain of the Stars". Her blue hair blended into the sea very well, and her blue-purple tail had long wispy fins. Her tail was dotted in bioluminescent spots and stripes, and she had some of those spots going up her arms too. Her skin was a very fair, silvery tone and her eyes were very colorful.

She was swimming parallel to the surface of the water, looking at the full moon, the bands of stars and the wispy clouds up ahead when she felt the water shift differently. She righted herself, keeping below the water, and looked around. A ship was passing nearby. It was made of dark wood and had black sails. A flag flew upon it, with a skull and crossbones wrapped in a vine that was covered in thorns and a rose stuck out of the eye of the skull.

"Pirates..." Delaeri thought to herself.

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Mayana "Maya" Cassius was standing at the bow of the ship, leaning on the railing and watching the stars. They'd been sailing for a month now and she was content with being away from land. She was the First Mate of the Black Rose, a very famous pirate ship. It was one of the only ships with women as crew members.

Maya had red-orange hair that was, surprisingly, not curly. Her eyes were the color of sage and her skin was delicately freckled. She stood at five feet, seven inches tall and wore loose, stereotypical pirate clothing.

She was looking there, when out of the corner of her eye she saw a light shine in the water. She prayed to the Sea God that it wasn't what she feared.

She looked down and saw a mermaid swimming there, and when the mermaid saw the boat, she dove further down into the water. Maya's heart went up into her throat. Depending on the Clan, the mermaid could be either very friendly and docile, or vicious and deadly.

"Ah bloody hell... Mermaid off the port bow!" Maya yelled.

The ship exploded into action.

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Delaeri swam down, a few other Mermaids were relaxing in a deep reef and she warned them of the ship.

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June 18th, 2016, 3:27 am #2

A bit of history:
Emerald Tulouse, a sailor's son from Tak, always liked sailing. sailing was the pleasure of his life. "The sea, the sun, the cry of the birds all melt away the worries of the world - leaving just you". He'd, bring out to the bay, the first dingy he ever owned. Once out there he'd lay back and day dream of sailing out on the ocean deep. As a child he'd go out on fish-trolling. He'd watch every little thing the men did. Their movements timed, movements well practiced; almost a dance. After a long day in the sun of pulling ropes and hauling fish, he'd lay back and look at the sails cast crimson by the setting sun, a balm for the soul. Though he never noticed the salty air at the time, it is that seaside aroma that takes him back to sailing by his fathers side. Sometimes he wished he could really go back there just so they could be together again. Often, he'd recall what his father said on those long days, "My son, we'll always sail together, in this life and the next." Sometimes he'd hear those words on the wind, other times they'd call to him in a dream.

He wasn't one of those easy going kids. He was strangely aware and precotious, and thoroughly enjoyed doing chores even well into his early teens. Every time his father would take him sailing he would stand at the ready, ever the deck-hand. He would suck in that salty air, relishing the open sea. The boat would bounce along the waves sending cold spray onto the deck, invigorating him. Every time a new boat appeared he had to admire its curves, its paint, its funny name. To each he would reward a stoney silence and a subtle smirk, as his eyes scoured it's lines, checking the handy work of others.

His father described sailing as flying over water, dancing over the white crested waves, cleaving a path through the wind-whipped water. He would say it was freedom to him, to set sail into the wide blue and leave the duties of the land behind him. He said that the water called to him. He longed to feel the breaking of the waves on his prow as the boat headed out into the drink for a long voyage.

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Captain Tulouse stood stock-still and stoic as the dark evening drank in it's fill of his ship and crew. The weather had been beautiful for the last couple of hours; this last hour had brought with it dark brooding clouds that were heavy and promising of rain. Rain that was, hopefully, for someone else. His ears straining to hear any change in the tone of the lapping waves. As his men ushered their hull through waters rife with coral hazards two of his best approached.

1st Mate James "Capt'n, sailing across the Channel in the dead of a moonless night is either madness or desperation."

His bosun, Erics, asserted "We've all heard tell of 'em monsters hid in the waves that could come out of nowhere and smash ev'n a sturdy bowt to no more than splinters of wood." They had heard descriptions of sea serpents that dwelt beneath the waves, ready to devour lost sailors in the mist. But that was not type of creature he was after.

Captain Tulouse “The good seaman weathers the storm he cannot avoid, and avoids the storm he cannot weather.”

He had breifed the men when they had set out, but now that one incident had lead to another and another. He was afraid these "men of Her Majasties Navey" would revert to the superstitious ways of thier mothers. Despite the fish-wives crazed tales there were some that where true wether they knew it or not. Now they were here. The cove that was reputed to have been host to many a drowned man. But here is where his contact had promised there would be "mur'folk".

He thought to himself "Mermaids, how can such be? I wonder if this is all for naught. Still, I cannot fail her."

"Her" of course being her "Little Highness", Princess Aris of Tak, adorable daughter of his long-time freind Queen Solaris. This little ray of sunshine brought love and happiness where-ever she went. Her strolls through the city's streets raised the people spirits as she bounced around and wondered at all the things on display. But now she was ill, a magical illness because a mundane one would be too easy woundn't it.
So, magical cures fall in! First on the list... tears of the sea. Apperently mermaids can't die, the reason for this? Thier own tears. Thus ship, night, little lady on board, and a daring caper through dangerous waters was in order.

Back to the waters at hand...
They knew that the only way was forward into the salty brine, where the salt-kissed air would whip around them, whispering it's warnings, pleading with them to turn back. As the boat rocked on the waves they pulled ropes and hoisted the sail, which billowed, pulling them away into the lapping dark drink.
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June 18th, 2016, 3:53 am #3

Delaeri swam further away from the pirate ship. She came up out of the water to look and make sure she was far away from the pirate ship. The clouds had moved in over the moon, darkening the sky and the sea here.

As she came up, she felt the sea shift behind her. She turned rapidly and looked, her heart pounding in her veins. Another ship was there. This one was bigger, with pale blue sails and it was Very well taken care of.

She wasn't sure what to do. The water wasn't very deep here. Deep enough for the ships, barely... but if they dropped nets....

"Oh no...." Delaeri murmured.

Then she clapped her hands over her mouth. She was a Siren, like all females of the Oceana clan. The sound of her voice alone drew the attention of men, when she wasn't actively suppressing it.

She hated her Siren abilities. They made her feel like she was taking away someone's will.

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June 18th, 2016, 4:16 am #4

Captain Dirk Haversham strolled the deck of the Black Rose, inspecting knots and ropes and sails. His men saluted with nods of their heads or smirks and grins. They were an alright crew, as pirates went; many of them were criminals, but none were guilty of any of the truly horrible sort. Murderers; yes. Rapists; absolutely not.

He himself had sandy hair in dreadlocks to his shoulders, currently tied back with a leather tie. He wore a thin leather cap cocked to the side, and he had a row of gold earrings on each ear ending in two slivers of mother-of-pearl.

He had a roughly trimmed pointed cavalier's beard that curled every so slightly up at the end like the handsome devil he was. He wore worn brown britches and wide-lipped leather boots complete with brass buckles and belts lashing them up. His shirt was a billowing beige affair, patched at the elbows and covered with a long crimson jacket with a split tail, high stiff collar and brass buttons among black embroidery.

His first mate's cry immediately caught his attention. Mermaid?

His men hooted and hollered their orders, him bellowing behind them. He sprinted up the deck to halt beside Maya, his first mate. Squinting into the water, he swore he saw a tell-tale glint. "God eye, first mate - TURN US ABOUT, YE SEA DOGS!"

They would make their fortune this night!

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Myrari, warrior of the Tempest Clan, swam out from the reef. A panic had descended on the merfolk below, and they were sliping beneath the reef to the shallow caverns below. She quickly ushered stragglers inside, pausing to look up when the moon no longer lit the waves.

Her tentacles curled beneath her as she floated there, her spear in one hand clenched tightly. The smooth, silken skin of the tentacles crawling up to her middle, fanning out and up her sides and then down the inside of her arms. Her hair was more of the same, curling about her face like an aquatic medusa.

For her race, she was stunning. In fact, she was much desired of their males - but she did not care to mate. Not yet. She cared to eviscerate the humans who would so boldly invade her home and attempt to capture and kill her people. Impudent, disrespectful curs.

Myrari curled her lip in disgust and quickly swam closer to the surface. She readied her spear. Her small, sharp teeth ground together in concentration as she took up swimming pace next to the closest vessel - a ship with a skull and a rose.

In one quick maneuver, she lashed out with her tentacles and latched onto the side of the boat. The strength of them making the wood groan beneath their force.

She would be these sailor's deaths.

Shout out to all those players I miss, and the new friends I make.
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June 18th, 2016, 4:46 am #5

Maya felt something bump the bottom of the ship. Hard. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked over.

She stifled a scream.

"Ah fuck...." Maya sighed.

She drew her blades and turned to the crew.

"Battle stations everyone! There's a Tempest attacking!" She yelled.

She heard many of the crew swear.

She darted AWAY from the Tempest. She could Not handle one of those alone.

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Delaeri saw the Tempest latch onto the boat. She froze, having not seen a Tempest in the flesh before. Only in mosaics. She was.... Powerful.

She was stuck between the two boats, and there was a Tempest....

She was in a very bad place right now. And she glowed. She, for the first time in her life, hated her lovely glowing scales.

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June 18th, 2016, 5:31 am #6


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June 18th, 2016, 5:33 am #7

1st Mate James turned from his captain, chagrined and concerned. Often times when the captain was bothered by something he could do nothing about he'd toss out some pearl of wisdom. We could face a half a dozen pirate ships and not worry "just roll out the 9's". But, when there was a snag (ie. a problem with no/or logical solution, also a surprise problem)... He'd not budge, not blink, not worry. He'd carry on like all was in order and weather it through. So, when he gave them a pearl, most men knew the "Brasser was over the barrel"!
Which brings us to this occurrence.
1st Mate James, continued is march amidst deck. Barking orders here and there, a sure way to dissolve fear, give 'em something to keep their mind. "Swab the 9's and tap the powders, slack the sheets, and cut the main to the way!"

Captain Tulouse stood stock still and looked out over the inky black water...

He rubbed his eyes. This night was tiresome, he was jumping at glints.

There, there it was again. He took out his telescope and peered. Sure as the moon ruled the sea there it was, a light flickering in the waves at the crest of the cape, just ahead.
((this is when the little mer says "oh no". Tulouse not hearing the sound clearly enough to acknowledge buried as it is in the white noise of the sea ))
Something about the way the light danced was a peaceful sight, he almost forgot why they were here. Quietly, he approached his 1st mate and told him to calmly instruct the men to ready.
Mikael, Druid of Yggdrasil and Gaea
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June 18th, 2016, 5:50 am #8

Delaeri looked around for a sea giant. They were normally near where Mer were gathered. They liked to hear the Sirens sing and watch the Tempests spar or the Sharkskins dance.

But alas there were none near.

She swam closer to the shore, squeezing in near the rocks. She tried to hide more from the pirate ship, since she was more terrified of them. The pirates were known to kidnap Mer and take them away.

"Sea God... Moon Goddess... please watch over your daughter...." Delaeri said to the sky.

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June 18th, 2016, 6:43 am #9

Very, very carefully the crew of "Wave Whisper" lowered a hammock of beautiful silks into the water. Several men were on look-out keeping their eyes trained on the glint and elsewhere. Sitting on a board tied with rope they lowered Clemens (a ship-hand that was almost useless but for his storm-eye and violin).

Captain Tulouse ordered softly to start playing. Clemens obliged with a lovely lilting tune who's words remembered a lover from long ago. They started to smile and offer flattery to the glint, hoping it was female like in the sea-tales. They started to lower buckets full of fruit and buckets of shinnies, bidding for a friendly exchange.
Cpt. Tulouse stared softly out across the water, hoping that his mother was right with her "manners make the man" "You catch more bees with honey" philosophies. Besides, he had heard how treacherous these creatures could be, luring men to their waters, but how many of them had encountered men trying to lure them back?
He was completely unaware that his charge, his most dear ward, had slipped out of her quarters and was spying the going-ons from a lower port-hole.
"Please, please don't kill my men" Captain Tulouse was known for be eternally prudent but for the sake of his men. T'was why they followed him even into this mess. He'd never put his men before himself, he'd never be short with them, and he offered them respect even in the heat of the moment.
"Please be kind, we only need help" The good Captain whispered under his breath.
Mikael, Druid of Yggdrasil and Gaea
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June 18th, 2016, 6:59 am #10

Delaeri hugged the rock, peeking at the pirate ship and she was beyond scared. She then heard.... music? What was that lovely sound? It reminded her of the voice of her mother. She turned her head towards it, her violet eyes glowing slightly, as they always did.

Hiding was... needless to say, not an easy thing for her. Whether in the dark or under the light of the moon or sun.

She saw that the other ship, the one with pale blue sails, had... stopped. There was a man playing some sort of instrument. It had strings like a harp that Delaeri had heard once, but the man used a stick instead of plucking the strings, it was also shaped vastly different.

Delaeri's insatiable curiosity as well as her absolute love of music made her war against her own caution. She looked towards the pirate ship, then back at the blue sailed ship.

She slipped back into the water gracefully, with only the slightest noise, and swam over to the man on the board. Other things were being lowered into the water, but it was the music that intrigued her.

She swam underneath the man, then came up a bit so just her head was above the water so she could better hear. She circled the man slowly. Her tail was long enough that she could nearly touch it in her circling.