OOC: I'm done waiting for Agent.

"Do what you want to me, I don't care," replied the pitiful Sacrier. It may have been the desperate look in his eyes, or maybe the way he stood defiant in the face of death, but something stopped me from handing him over to my giant Pandawa friend. "Do you know anything about sailing, boy?" He seemed stunned for a moment. "Well, I haven't got all day, do you?"

"A little bit, from working with sailors at the docks. Why?" he replied suspiciously. Ah, this kid might make a good pirate, yet. "Well, boy, you've got guts. You're gonna join our ship, whether you want to or not. Titus, you're in charge of him. Keep him busy."

"Aye aye, cap'n." Before he left, the Sacrier shouted back to me, "My name is Frighter!"

Preparations were done. It was time to set sail. "Get ready to ship off, maties! Next stop, Bonta!" With that, we were off. Finally putting that City of the Damned behind me, I was free to think. As soon as we get out of sight of Brakmar, we will hoist our true colors, I thought. A pure black flag with a white skull and crossbones. The flag of a pirate. The Jolly Bolgrot!

OOC: DWK, thanks for that lovely alternative to Jolly Roger.

OOC: Im wandering why shadow isn't going on a ship. I said those words in attempt to get him back on a ship, because its meant to be a sea-based RP.

(OOC: I'm not going on a ship because as of now Oto Mustam ordered me to attack by land. Get me a ship that goes through land, eh? I would have to edit all my posts from my first one. We're already in the Eltneg woods, and I'm waiting till Agent posts, and then Sham, to launch the first attack on the East, then they attack on the west side. Yes it's a sea based RP. Now, most Rp's don't jump into the thick of the main plot in the first few posts do they? Some do, yes, but not all. Generally what comes first is an introduction of character by events in the RP. Like I said, generally, not always. If we were all to get lost at sea or whatever Shamrock has in mind in the first page, this would be a rather short Rp, no? I guarantee you, Koraz will be at sea at some point. Just chill and let the Rp take it's course. I'm not saying there's anything wrong in pointing the RP in the right direction, by all means, if it starts to turn into something completely different, do so. But a few detours along the way never hurt anyone. In the end it's mostly up to Derdikol what happens.

Really long rant/post/thingy totally intended.

Derdikol, I'm going to begin the attack, is that all right? If not, say so and I'll edit. End of OOC.)

Koraz tipped up his Solomonk and looked at the sun's postition. It's time... he thought, grinning. "WARRI-" Koraz stopped himself, realizing they were on the border of Bonta. Anyone might hear them. "Warriors. Rise and fight, for Brakmar!" Koraz hand picked 4 Iops and 13 Cras from the group. "Iops, break down the wall, and make as much noise as possible. While they do that, Cras, fire a volley of flaming arrows over the walls of Bonta. Once the Bontarian guards rush out, as they doubtlessly will, we will be lying in ambush. Slaughter them mercilessly. Simple, no? Understood?" Thus, the attack was begun.

The wall was broken, and Brakmarians charged in. Already 8 of the 13 Iops had died, 4 of the 17 Cras, and just about 1/4 of his men had been slaughtered. 1/4 Of his men. None of the warriors. After only moments carcasses of both alignments littered the ground and every warrior's weapon was stained with blood. Koraz rushed in past the border, killing 3 soldiers on his way in, and receiving nothing more than a small slice on his leg. Ironically enough, it was caused by a weapon falling out of the hands of a dead warrior. When the coast was clear, Koraz stopped to look at where he was. He was in a small, rich looking street. Perfect. Koraz kicked down the door of a house, shoving anything that looked of value in his pockets. After raiding the downstairs floor, he headed upstairs. There he found a Bontarian warrior; without his armor, but still wearing the trademark badge. Koraz pulled out his sword, and was abou to kill the man from behind, when out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a small child-presumably the warrior's son- and his mother, shaking with fear in a corner. His own past came to mind. He also remembered his silent vow when he first joined the Brakmarian ranks to never kill a woman or a child unless absolutely necesarry. At that moment he added Or a child's parent. Koraz put away his sword; and at that moment, the child seemed to have come to his senses and yelled at his father to look behind him. The Warrior spun around immediately, and when he realized there was a Brakmarian in his household...well, you could say he wasn't too happy. The warrior pulled out his weapon and charged at Koraz; Koraz wasn't the least bit phased, of course. In one swift movement, he pulled out his sword and smacked the Bontarian's weapon to the ground. Before he could react, Koraz then ran at the Bontarian, preformed a frontflip and kicked the Bontarian n the stomach, sending him flying across the room into the wall. He tipped the Solomonk back over his face, emptied everything he had stolen and left the house silently.

(OOC: Totally long Rp post also intended. As you can see from this post, Koraz isn't completely merciless, but in the thick of battle, he won't bother to specifically examine every person he's going to kill. Also, quick note simo.



It doesn't bother me that much, but thats kinda out of character for Koraz. He's more...uhh...how do I put it... refined? He would say something along the lines of:

"Spirit? The next time you need spirit when you're slitting throats, come back to me and tell me."

Or maybe:

"Spirit? You haven't got much spirit yourself you old bag. I give you a few more years, then come talking to me about spirit..." Koraz stopped. "When you are one!" he snickered.

You choose .)

This post has been edited by Shadow-Frost: 8 Nov 2009, 00:49

Here comes another one, I thought to myself as the Jolly Bolgrot flew in the wind on the mainmast of a ship that had just set out from the port. The wind was blowing away from them. "Drop the yardarms, boy!" I called to our sailman as he nervously began pulling the sails down. Hurrying down below deck, I called to the galley-slaves (Yes, I have slaves on board). "Hoist the oars!" We turned and headed toward the others. When the ships were close enough, almost touching, I lowered the plank and my crew walked onto theirs. "You have a cap'n on this beauty?" I inquired of an eyepatched man swabbing the deck. "Yes, mister, he's right over there." he replied, pointing toward an Iop near the wheel. Drawing my hand I asked of him, "Who are ye, to be sailing this?"h.

OOC: Shadow this is meant to be sea based... Now I'm getting annoyed, I'm restarting, this time going on Sham's ship.

I mystrously ended up on Sham's ship, "Woah what happened?" I heard a thump, I was in a real ship, full of priates.
A pirate appeared, demanding, "Ho 'oo are you?"
"I-I eh be Erik, aye."
"Ya 'oing ta Captain aye." To my astonishment, it was the Iop, that gave the strange glow... (Sham)

OOC: Odd. Btw, I would prefer if you didn't use pirate dialect on my ship. Only pirate words allowed on my ship are "aye", "argh", "cap'n", and the various names of positions and parts of a ship. I'm assuming you are boarding my ship, DWK.

"Who are ye, to be sailing this?" demanded a menacing looking Xelor.

"I'm Shamrock, captain of the pirate ship Julianna. Who are you and why are you assaulting my schooner. I see you fly the colors of a pirate yourself. Do you not know the Pirate Code?"

"Pirate code? Wha' the 'ell are ye blabberin' abou'?" The Xelor seemed genuinely confused. Imagine, I thought, a pirate not knowing about the pirate code.

"Come now, let's have a parley in my quarters. I will treat you to some lunch and inform you of our Pirate Code in a gentlemanly manner. Whaddaya say?"

This post has been edited by Derdikol: 10 Nov 2009, 05:17

"Aye, that might attract me fancy. Pirate code?" I answered as we walked to the captain's quarters. "What be this pirate code ye speak of?"

OOC: Hmm. I was hoping for more time to think of it.... Give me about a day to reply. Be prepared for a long, in-depth explanation of my findings. Yes, I'm actually doing research on pirates, pirate ranks, ships, and all the stuff that goes with this thread. I intend to make this an accurate RP.

(OOC: Hi all, I'm new to this RP Forum but I've been play in the Wakfu RPs for almost a year. I've decided to play here because this have slowed down in the Wakfu site, so while things pick up there I'll be playing here.)

Name: Tocko

Race: Sadida

Age: 17

Hair: forest green dreadlocks pulled back into a ponytail.

Skin: Milk chocolate brown

Weapon: An enchanted staff with a rare flower growing on that is said to cure any disease or aliment. The enchantment keeps the flower alive, allows Tocko to channel his powers into it and release it later, and can’t be burned by enchanted fire (ex. Cra’s burning arrow, a monster’s fire breath, and torches lit by magic). Tocko takes pride in his staff and if lost he will do anything to get it back.

Outfit: Tocko still wears the normal Sadida outfit but wears a dark green vest with pockets that holds various herbs and powders.

History: Two years ago, Tocko was banished from his Sadida village because he sold them out to the Brakmarians for info on his parents. Before his banishment the village issued a punishment for his crime by shaving his face and canceling his powers, thus showing the world that he is no longer counted as a Sadida (the shaved face look gives Tocko the look of a green haired human). Upon banishment, the Braks forced Tocko into their military as a "reward" for his betrayal. During his time in the military, Tocko learned to fight without the use of his powers. Eventually, Tocko acquired a staff that grants him his Sadida powers, but only if he's touching it. The only person who he befriended was a Brakmarian cook of the soldiers, a Pandawa in his twenties with a bit of a weight problem.

Personality: Tocko is the kind of guy that hates injustice but keeps to himself. Because of his past he tends to push people away, but if he’s around someone he can trust he’ll open-up to them. Since Tocko has been living alone for several months, he doesn’t like to be ordered around very much, and tends to ignore orders he doesn’t like. Tocko also likes a challenge and usually follows were ever his curiosity leads him.

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As the ship left port (Sham's ship) Tocko and his friend, Foe-Mao, were in this ships galley. Foe (Mao to his friends), the ship's cook, was stirring a pot of nameless stew while listening to Tocko complain like always. "Ahh, why did you have to bring me along Mao? You know I can't stand being away from the solid ground for too long." said Tocko peeling potatoes while sitting on a barrel. Mao sighed and responded with, "I brought you along because I thought you would want the chance to leave Brakmar for good... Hey you can stop peeling those, I think we have enough potatoes. Anymore, and I'll be calling this potato stew, hahahaha..." "Have I ever told you your not very funny?" Tocko said with a hint of annoyance. After a few more minuets of talking, Mao told Tocko to announce lunch was ready. When Tocko opened the door, he had to shield his eyes from the bright light of the sun. As he exclaimed the announcement, Tocko noticed a Xelor enter the captain's quarters with the captain himself. Tocko found it odd the a Xelor would be out at sea but didn't give it much thought.

He returned to the galley to help give out serve the food to the hungry sailers. And after the serving was done, Tocko headed up to the deck get some air and to be alone. While leaning on a rail on the bow of the ship, Tocko began to reflect on why he was there. It all started with the departure of his parents to help Bonta fight Brakmar; he was ten then and without his parents, Tocko grew up to be a bit of a trouble maker. For three years, his parents wrote to him until one day they stopped. After a year went by with no letter, Tocko managed to send letter to Bonta asking about them. Bonta responded saying his parents were captured by Brakmar, but they were doing everything in their power to rescue them. Another year passed and still no word on his parents, but one day while hunting for food, Tocko was captured by a Bramar scouting party. Fearing for his life, Tocko made a deal with his captures; 'I'll tell you where my village is but on one condition... You tell me what I want to know.' The Braks agreed and the deal was struck, but after the takeover the Braks double crossed Tocko by forcing the sigh of Brakmar on his chest and drafted him into their military. The two years of military training was hard on Tocko, and if not for Mao's kind heart, unusual for Braks, Tocko would have turned out much worse. Eventually, the call went out for crew members need to feel the positions on a ship headed for battle, Mao was chosen as the cook and managed to get Tocko onboard by saying he was an apprentice (since Tocko was not officially chosen to be a warrior in the upcoming battle).

Tocko was brought back to reality by the sound of his grumbling stomach, and remembered he hasn't eaten since he boarded. Tocko returned to the ship's galley and proceeded to sate his hunger while eyeing his staff in the corner of the room.

OOC: You need reply to Oligue as well...

OOC: I realize this, and I have a plan. The almighty Sham always plans ahead. So no worries. EvilKitty, welcome aboard, glad to have you on my ship. I suppose I should probably fill everyone in on how the whole Brak ship to Pirate thing came about. Basically everyone on the ship hated Brakmar, so there was no opposition to betraying them. There, now that that's out of the way, back to the story.

As we entered my cabin, I showed the Xelor captain a seat across from me at my table. As lunch was brought in, a soup with alot of potatoes, I began informing the new captain about the Pirate Code.

"Our code is universally known to Pirates around the world, but it varies slightly from captain to captain. The basic guidelines, however, are thus:

1. No Pirate Captain is to attack another without provocation or reason.

2. No crew member will steal from another. Punishment includes marooning on a civilized island or flogging.

3. If any crew member is involved in any attempt at mutiny, that crew member is to be killed.

4. Every crew member receives an equal portion of loot. The officers receive one and a quarter portions. First mate receives one and a half. Captain receives two portions.

5. There is to be no gambling for money aboard a ship at sea.

6. There are to be no women or young children brought aboard the pirate ship.

7. There is to be no drinking of strong liquors aboard the ship, unless authorized by the captain. Any crew member caught drinking will be put in the brig until further notice.

8. A pirate never kills a woman or child unless attacked by them.

9. A pirate does not kill prisoners unless the prisoners are hostile.

10. A pirate never destroys friendly or neutral ships. Enemy ships are to be boarded, looted, and sunk."

I gave the Xelor a moment to absorb the information. Suddenly I heard a knock on my door. "Cap'n, we have another stow away." Good gods, how many more things can happen.

"Please excuse me, my friend, I must attend to this matter," I told the other captain as I stood up. When I got out my door, I saw one of the gunners holding a struggling Enutrof. "I don't care who you are, just tell me what you are doing on my ship. Are you a spy from Brakmar?" It was then that I noticed the mark of Bonta on his neck. "Let him go," I told the gunner. "Get back to your post." The Enutrof looked astonished that I hadn't had him thrown from my ship. "Come in," I told the old man. "Bontarians are not my enemies. I have some information that may be helpful to you."

OOC: Sorry Derdikol, I forgot to mention that I was going out of town until...now. Thanks for using Frighter somewhat. To be honest, I had no idea that so many responses would happen in this short ammount of time. I'm trying to catch up on what has happened, but the action is moving fast and it's a lot to read. I'll try to make an effort to post soon.

Ok, I've pretty much read it all, but it's a little confusing. Could someone explain to me what's going on where I am so that I can start posting again?

This post has been edited by ObviousAgent: 9 Nov 2009, 01:31

((OOC:Lets just say Titus felt 'No harm no fowl' and decided to let Frighter have a bit of food and pick up there. Oh and your on Sham's ship, just so you know.))

While Tocko was munching on his stew, Titus, another large Pandawa, brought in a dirty looking Sacrier kid. Titus jerked the kid towards Mao and asked if he could get a bowl of stew for the kid. Once the Sacrier had a bowl, Titus sat him down across from Tocko and said, "Here, Tocko looks about your age so I'm sure you two will have a lot to talk about, hehehe." The Sacrier, still angry from being caught, glared at Tocko, waiting for him to say something. "Look, I don't what Titus told you, but I don't like to play games. I've had a long morning, and I feel like babysitting a dirty little swamp rat." said Tocko glaring back.

((OOC: Tocko thinks Frighter is younger then sixteen. Now as for the others, I don't know their exact location, so they will have to fill you in.))

OOC: Oligue is on my ship (somehow) in my cabin, DWK's xelor, forgot the name srry, is also in my cabin, Koraz and the Brak troops are attacking Bonta. Well, this is starting to shape up. Time to get a little action, eh?

As I led the dirty Enu into my cabin, I heard my watchman shout from the crow's nest, "Captain! There be a Brakmarian pursuit vessel off the starboard! It has cannons out!" Dammit, how did they know?

"All hands to battle stations! Ready the guns! Secure the sails and batten the hatches! Do not allow them to board my ship!" I turned to the Xelor. "You should get back to your ship and prepare for battle. These Brakmarians have nothing but ill will towards us."

"Aye. Thank ye kindly fer the soup and the lesson. I'll be helping ye out here. That ship looks like it could out gun a Galleon. Ye'll be needin' all the help ye can get." With that, the Xelor went back across the gangplank and began issuing orders to his crew. I turned my attention to the pursuit vessel. It did appear to be well armed. It had 24 guns and appeared to have several warriors on its decks. This was going to be a bloody battle.

This post has been edited by Derdikol: 9 Nov 2009, 04:18

Frighter had never been the most aggressive kid in the group. You could say he avoided conflict whenever possible. Of course he brawled when he had to. If someone starts the fight there's nothing wrong with giving them a licking.

This Tocko kid didn't even seem much older than Frighter. Maybe he wasn't older at all. Frighter didn't care though. This kid didn't seem to want to be friends of any sort. Plus he had insulted him, and Frighter wasn't in the best mood after being dragged down to the ship's galley.

"Oh, so you're in charge of me now? I have to answer to the cook's monkey?"

Tocko looked as if he were about to respond, but a call was heard from the deck. Frighter didn't know what was going on exactly, but he was sure it wasn't good.

(OOC: I'm not really sure how Tocko would have responded to an insult of that calibur so I sort of avoided it. You can still fire back of course.)

Frighter quickly left in a huff before Tocko could respond, and before Tocko could leave to answer the call, Mao stopped him. "Haven't I told you you'll never make friends by acting that way?" scolded Mao. Tocko turn back to him with a smirk and said, "Hay, I met you by acting that way." Mao was a little taken back by that fact but he quickly countered with, "True true, but I was able to see through your WEAK attempt at pushing people away, aaannd I could tell you were really hungry" Tocko was kind of ticked but Mao rushed him outside before he could say anything else. Once outside, Tocko and Mao saw what the call was for. Acting quickly, Mao rushed inside the galley to grab two butcher knives and Tocko's staff and returned to the deck. As soon as Mao passed Tocko his staff, he rushed toward the other ship and was among the few to start the fight.

Once one the attacking ship, Mao, along with a few other fighters, began defending their ship. Mao was wielding his knives with such ferocity that in minuets he had splashes of blood covering his body. Some of his enemies began to run in fear, but Mao quickly cut them with merciless precision. Tocko was in shock at how much Mao changed in battle. In the two years he knew Mao, Tocko never saw him get angry or fight. But seeing how violent he friend became made him wander what he was bottling up. Tocko was brought out of his trance when an arrow whizzed past his head and hit a wall behind him. Tocko shook off his surprise and set off to defend the ship. Tocko jumped ships and began attacking the nearest person, a Sram wielding two daggers. When his opponent attacked, Tocko was able to keep up with his speed and make a few counter attacks. Before Tocko could do any further damage, Mao charged the Sram and hacked him in two. Tocko was about to ask why Mao was acting so violent, but Mao let out a battle cry and ran an search of his next target.

I instantly teleported back to my ship. Seeing the design on the flag, I tore off my Navy badge and threw it into the sea, killing a passing Tofu. "I quit, Brakmar, so there's no need to attack." I called to the enemy ship, where a cat in a dirty vest stood with his fists curled and a coin between his Ecaflip teeth. "Fire all cannons! And the grapeshot!" Balls of steel and assorted materials exploded out of the cannons and missed. Fools. Ours sailed right through the mainmast. Things were going well. With equal amounts of firepower for each ship, it all fell to numbers, and Sham's and my ships pushed back the idiots until they turned and fled. We'd made an enemy, and now they'd all be on our tails.

<Edit: Changing enemy alignment.

This post has been edited by DWKmaster: 10 Nov 2009, 23:51

OOC: DWK, the enemy ship is Brak. XD Everyone keeps saying "Sham's Ship." My ship does have a name, you know.

This post has been edited by Derdikol: 10 Nov 2009, 05:18

OOC: Okay, I said I was wearing a hood, that covered my Age and Class. I look more like a Sram, or an Iop. Rememeber Oligue is famous, and hated by braks, he doesn't want to draw attention to himself

Hmm I probably respawned on his ship for a reason. They seem to be at War of the braks. But still, it did't excuse the agreement, the captain had with Oto Mustan. Suddenly I heard a siren of the braks, it was Oto's son: Rashire, personal warcry.
"Aye, before yer go," I called, "Don't ask me how i know it, but this is Rashire. He once raided my ship aye. He's going to give you lots of oppertunitys, to destory, him, don't fall for his tricks. However, I do not know, how to defeat him." I hoped that the Captain wasn't so stupid, he wouldn't at least, be aware of the advice."


This post has been edited by simomate: 11 Nov 2009, 06:51

OOC: We've already sent them into a retreat.