Voyage-RP

[Kinslayer]

The sun rose at that morning. Galen woke up, and slowly dressed up, it was quite early. "Well, it's time to leave..." he thought. Then he watched through the inn's window, which gave him a beautiful sight. The sea was calm next to the pier. Suddenly, Galen started to think about his real search, the whereabouts of his parents... He remembered when he arrived at the capital...


*this are memories*

He was searching for a scientist called Haydon. After finding him, he was able to talk to him, and get some info out.

Haydon: "I... don't know about your parents... but I remember that some of the experiment subjects where sent on a ship towards the new continent... that ship never returned..."

Galen: "But there is chance for them to be alive... right?"

The was a silence that seemed eternal, it seemed that some great evil was approaching. Then the scientist answered...

Haydon: "There might be a chance... but you should check it out for yourself... by the way, I don't think that you'll ever be able to... I spoke too much, and you heard too much, I hope you die with your doubts answered!"

Haydon jumped against Galen, who quickly moved away. Haydon had a knife. Galen used his skills to draw fire from his bare hands, he molded it into a thin sword which became solid, and with it he killed the scientist. After using it, the sword became a blaze again and dissappeared.


*memories over*

After those images came to Galen's mind, he whatched an old clock on the room... "Time to go..." he whispered, then, he left the room and went towards the pier.

[drenrin2120]

Bemnonth armed himself with a pistol. He wasn't one to use the more conventional swords. Among all of Bemnonth's family and friends, he knew he was a damn good shot. The accuracy he could shoot with astounded even the experienced Rangers he knew. He once shot a can from 200 yards away through the foliage of a tree. He took his aim and without so much as a sweat, pulled the trigger, his hand remaining motionless. There was a loud ping, followed by crashing as the tin can bounced out of the tree, landing at the onlookers' feet. He smiled when he remembered the look on their faces.

He had tried his hand at bows, and found they were only slightly more difficult for him, and over the years he had practiced with both, but the bow was more for sport.

He tucked his gear away into his sash. Clad in warm sailor like clothes, Bemnonth was ready. He had been out to sea once, and had learned it could get very cold on the open ocean. He left his room and went down the stairs. It was busy, breakfast had just finished, and he was not hungry. He took one step otuside ,breathed the salty morning air, and revelled at the journey to come.

[Moosetroop11]

Fallen sat at the window of his chamber, a modest wooden panelled room with the large window overlooking the great sea stretching before the harbour. It was nearly time, he knew. Time to get away from creation. Time to see whether it really was still there...

Fallen walked slowly over to his large table, which had a very unfinished map upon it. He rolled it up and tied it with string. Yes, soon the day would come when either all his hard work would pay off... or not.

[Drace]

J.D. has been awake for quite a while. He's on the deck, staring into the vast distance. Staring to where the horizon and the rays of sunlight meet each other and get swallowed whole by dark clouds. "Rain is coming," he thinks shortly, but that thought is pushed into the dark hole of forget. He thinks for a moment, if it's worth it. If he might find his origin behind the seas. He thinks for a moment, what kind of dangers await him and the others when they sail into the unknow. Lastly he thinks, if they'll survive this trip to tell a tale. A tale of heroism, discovery, bravery. Or maybe a tale of death, doom and destruction. As a seagul flies by, these thoughts also fly by, for now.

J.D. takes a deep breath and turns around, walking to the nearest entrance of the ship. Before entering, he turns his head to look at the horizon. He sees the seagul, going straight into the dark clouds. Straight into the awaiting storm. Straight into a journey that no one will never forget, never.

[Kinslayer]

After arriving at the pier, Galen directly got on the ship. Since he was bored, he started to walk around, until everyone arrived. He watched at the dark clouds towards the horizon. "It's going to be a really strong storm..." he thought. He kept walking and found himself on the deck, and J.D. was standing there, watching the horizon.
"It will be a fun trip, heheheeee... or at least interesting." said Galen.

[drenrin2120]

Bemnonth was a bit ashen as the boat began to pull from port. Fallen hadn't checked for crew members aboard, Bemnonth figured it was pointless. If they wanted to come on the journey, they'd be on the ship when they were suppose to be. It seemed there were more than enough sailors on board. All yelling, "rig this, rig that!" It seemed strange to Samson that there was little to no one on the docks waiving them off. As if they were just another trader ship and not the ship containing the hope for a better understanding of the world.

Bemnonth eyed the clouds on the horizon. A low rumble reverberated in his chest. It was followed by a slight flash in the distance and light droplets of rain. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the wind in his face. When he opened them, he saw the rain in the distance begin to pour.

"Great," He thought, "Just great..."

[Kinslayer]

Galen stared at the sky. "Guess we are getting closer to that storm... Darn!" he said. Lightnings had started to give their loud screams, and the rain started to fall.

[Moosetroop11]

Fallen strode across the deck, nodding at the members who were there. Once he was satisfied that everyone was aboard, he began giving instructions to a crewmember.

Fallen: The storm is to be an early challenge. Let us set sail and meet it now. Maybe we will see what this crew is made of.

[Drace]

J.D. sits on the deck and stares in front of him.

Crewmember 1: "He sure is a weird one," he whispers.
Crewmember 2: "I bet he's just preparing himself mentally for the journey. We all should."
CM1: "You with your 'spiritual' mumbo-jumbo."

[Kinslayer]

As the thunder screamed louder, the rain started to pour fiercely.
galen hurried up to where the main stick was. "We need to put the sail down or the wind will destroy it! I'll need help!" he screamed to the rest of the crew.

[Moosetroop11]

Fallen: Do as he says! What are you standing around for? *Crew hurry to help Galen, Fallen struggles with the steering but keeps it under control*

[Drace]

J.D.: "I'll go check on the engines!" J.D. shouts and hurries down into the interior.

[Kinslayer]

After many efforts, the crew was able to put the sail down. "We have to hold on now!" screamed Galen: "This storm is stronger than expected!". The wind was blowing strongly, and the ship seemed to fall apart at any instant.

[Moosetroop11]

Fallen: She'll hold. Where are the rest of the crew? *Rain starts puring down onto their heads as well as the huge waves*

[drenrin2120]

Wind is ripping at the sail, threatening to tear at any second. Bemnonth looks into the distance, the peaceful morning shores lost in the shroud of dark cloud cover and rising and falling waves. A flash of lightning alluminates the sky, and Bemnonth sees it, a giant rogue wave, a good 10 feet tall, is rushing towards.

"Grab on to something!!" Bemnonth shout is lost in the ripping wind. But a loud piercing sound from the crow's nest makes it through. Everywhere realizes at the last second as the wave rocks into the ship.