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Old 04-01-2008, 01:48 PM
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Across the Open Blue...['nyone wit'a lust fer treasure!]

Port Allison, a jewel of the Avelian Empire. It was a somewhat sleepy little sea-side town, its only real source of interest was the expansive port that gave her her namesake. Regardless of a small population of just above five hundred, it was quite well defended. A sizable Royal Garrison, bristling with cannons and full of troops watched over narrow entrance to the docks. Security in the town itself was quite a bit more lax, making it a good place to find "adventurers" and "treasure hunters" amongst the large number of traders who called Port Allison their home.

Pirates also frequented as well.

Just a few miles out, two small ships were drawing ever closer to one another. One vessel, a smallish pirate corvette had taken heavy damage. Its black sails cut to ribbons, and its darkly colored hull was billowing smoke. The other vessel, a forest green ship of similar size was on the defense now. It was in far better condition than its attacker. Obviously, whoever was in command of the darker ship had simply hired a crew of mercenaries, and had taken command without much knowledge of ship to ship combat.

"They're boardin' us, Cap'n! Those damned brigands ar-"

Aegis Spade, Captain of the Wind's Dance II laughed as he unslung his saber. Smoke blotted out the quite clear sky, casting a dark shadow across the chaotic deck of his ship. He ran towards the portside railings, where black-garbed men, surely mercenaries hired by some pirate lord, were climbing up onto the deck of his ship. There were roughly twenty of them already over, some taking aim with muskets while others readied their blades for the approaching onslaught.

"Yargh! Get'ese bast'ids off our ship, boyos!" Aegis shouted as he charged into the boarding party. His men, dressed in mostly reds and greens let lose their battle cries, most of them extremely vulgar threats. They too took aim with their pistols and raised their swords high as they followed their red-coated Captain into the fray.

The first brigand that crossed into Aegis' path tried to clothes-line him with his forearm. His blow came off too early though, and Spade easily ducked under the man's arm, grabbed it with his left hand and swung his blade down on it, leaving a nasty slash across his forearm. Without pausing to see what happened, he released his grip and let loose a swift punch into the man's nose, knocking him to the ground. Aegis spun back towards the battle, and charged after a large soldier wielding dual swords. The man rained down a flurry of blows against Aegis, which he deftly blocked with quick, agile deflections of his saber. Screaming obscenities, the warrior continued his furious attack.

Spade quickly launched his booted foot into the man's knee, pushing him off balance. He stepped in, following the man's stagger backwards, and thrusted his blade forward, stabbing the man through the stomach. With a flick of his wrist Aegis' already blood-stained saber was free.

He ignored the wounded man's cries of pain, barely having time enough to dodge a massive axe head. The huge weapon crashed down with tremendous force, splintering the wooden deck. Aegis hopped backwards several times, pushing himself to the very outside of the fray. The warrior wore a horned helmet and a battered metal chest piece. He roared with fury and raised his axe high over his head. "I KONGUL! YOU WILL BE DESTROYED BY KONGUL! KONGUL SLAYER OF MEN! ANCIENT BLOOD RUNS IN ME! KONGUL SMASH! YOU CANNON DEFE-"

A dark red flower blossomed on Kongul's forehead, and his body slackened, sending him crashing to the deck. Calmly, Aegis lowered his ebony revolver and blew the smoke off the barre and holstered the gun in an overly dramatic fashion. He snorted out a laugh as he stepped over the body, "Aye, nice talkin', Professor." Captain Spade took out his flask and took a quick swig, wiping the amber liquid away with the sleeve of his long red jacket. He moved quickly through the brawl, shoving several dueling pirates out of the way and side stepping the occasional saber swing.

Time tah fin' their captain, 'n get 'im the hell off'a my ship...
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