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The Drunken Galleon [Pirate Tavern Roleplay] [Open and Accepting]
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In the Early 16th centaury, Grog Dens Such as this were Commonly Placed in most ports, Such as Port Royal and Tortuga. Pirates and Navy men alike come here to Drink themselves away. Grog, beer, Wine, and Spirits were already being commonly smuggled around, and Most Taverns have Found a Way to Haggle 'Other Products' from Sailors and Seamen alike. With piracy now Common place, most Tavern Owners have to Hire Mercenarys to Protect their Taverns. I am the Prioriter of one Such Tavern. The Names Elijah Evergreen, but you can call me GoldTooth. The Drunken Galleon is my Place of Busniess. May not look like much, but its the best damn Watering hole on this side of Isle de Cruix. All are Welcomed, be ya A Pirate looking for a night or two with a Wench, or a Navy men looking for somthing to lift his heart up. http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/i...ts/pirates.jpg Though most pirates prefer Loot for Themselves, most pirates might, for a Price, Let you in on a Prime Spot for a Big Score, such as Large Doubloons, Pieces of Eight, Gold, and Other Untold Riches. With these you would be Set for life, so do you think the Risk is worth it? http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v1..._getty203b.jpg Gambling is the Sport of Kings, and Each man within the Tavern has Gained and lost Untold riches to the Risky sport. Will you Rise up to be Top Dog at this Tavern? or will you fall flat on your ass? Welcome to the Drunken Galleon, Wether you come to Drink, or to gamble, You will end up Loose all your money. Here are the Rules of the Tavern. 1. No Godmoding or Power moding. 2. No Killing off other Charecters without the Owners Permission. 3. No making yourself super rich or Notorious, You must keep yourself to a Certain level. 4. Send me the Profile and post :feesh: Somewere so I know you read the rules. 5. Post the Profiles yourself. 6. I will have jobs for Charries. There Is Waitress, Bartender, Bouncer, and Card Dealer. If you wish for a Job, let me know. 7. Post More then 2 Sentences, I can Understand writers block, but not all the Time. Also speak in 3rd person. Here are the Skeletons Name : Age : [Lowest is 18] Ship : [Optional, and if you have one, Put the name] class : [Pirate, navy, or just a Civilian] Rank :[ Only for Pirate and Navy, such as First mate or Captian] Bio : [Atleast a Paragraph.] Pic : Here is my Skeleton. Name : Elijah 'Gold Tooth' Evergreen Age : 26 Ship : The El Dorado Class : Pirate Bar-owner. Rank : Captain. Bio : Elijah is The owner of the Drunken Galleon, and a rich one at that. He has Stashs of loot that helps him Keep up his place, and is abled to Pay off a Guard or two turn away from alittle gunslinging. His ship the "El Dorado" is Nicknamed after the City of gold because it is Rumored he once Went there, hence his Vast Wealth. Pic : http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f1...ime/pirate.jpg |
Name : Scarlett Aurora Marquet
Age : Twenty Ship : Scarlett's Revenge Class : Pirate Rank : Captain Bio : Scarletts always been the type of girl to be off on her own. When she was sixteen both her parents died of disease, so she was instantly forced to leave the area from not having a penny to her name. So her and her fiance left on his ship and traveled the Caribbean together for four years. But tragedy struck and a group of Pirates heading from Havana deciding to steal everything on Scarlett and her Alexanders ship. But Alexander wouldn't let that happen. So he got in a fight with the captain of the pirate ship and ended up dying of a fatal wound. They took everything on the ship and threw Alexander over the side. Scarlett was then left alone, by herself in the middle of the Caribbean. So in order to get the ship fixed up she traveled here in search of a job to fix up her ship and set sail again. Luckily she got a waitress job at the Drunken Galleon. Pic : http://th00.deviantart.com/fs16/300W...y_Elengwat.jpg |
Name: Diablo Lucifir
Age: 20 Ship: I don't have one Class: Pirate Rank: I'm a lone pirate Bio: Diablo has been on his own since he was twelve, he often took refuge to the sea and loved to do just that. He's helped himself survive and get money, and learned to fight by himself. He's been toughened by being alone and he doesn't take crap from people, he's had friends here and there, but they always seem to die after meeting him. He has no one ship, commandeering ships as he goes to a new place then gets rid of the ship, he hide them so he knows where to find them. But he's not very lucky in the sense that he always gets into a cannon fight and gets his ship blown to bits then he has to get to the closest island and stay there until he can steal a ship. That's how he wound up here in the town where the drunken galleon is. Pic: http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/l...s/animeguy.jpg |
Announcment for the Roleplay and to its memebers.
If we do not get one more member within the week, we will start. If you know anyone that might wish to join, please ask them. Goldtooth. ---------- Elijah was Inside His tavern, playing Poker with other Navel men and Sea-men. He was merrily Singing the Oldest Pirate Song in the book. " Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest-- Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil had done for the rest-- Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!" The mate was fixed by the bos'n's pike, The bos'n brained with a marlinspike, And Cookey's throat was marked belike It had been gripped By fingers ten; And there they lay, All good dead men Like break-o'-day in a boozing-ken-- Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum! " he sang, he took a Swing of his grog, then sucked in air for another verse. |
Scarlett went around the tavern tending to the orders of all the men and women inside, though it was mostly men. When it came time for her break she went to the back of the room and leaned against the wall, sighing softly as her long black hair fell in her green eyes. At the moment she was wearing her usual outfit (The one in her picture). And looked to seem pretty tired from her long day of working. She made her way over to the bar, getting her usual drink and listening to the owner sing a song. She sometimes sang in the tavern, but her pirate songs were more darker then the happy life loving pirate songs.
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He Stopped for a Moment. Outside he could hear a Commotion. "Scarlett, watch over the Tavern, im going to go and check this out" He told her, the pulled out a Pepperment Musket.
[Pepperment Musket. Aka A Sawed off Version of a Shotgun, except that it has 8 Holes. Pirates useully Carried them to Stave off Riots.] |
Name : Ryek Le'Raux
Age : 28 Ship : Devil's Dream class : Pirate Rank : Captain Bio : Ryek turned to piracy at the tender age of fifteen. His parents had been law abiding aristocrats. Nobles. Important people of the society they had lived in and Ryek followed in their footsteps perfectly. Until soldiers marched on Palaise de Vespen, the name of Ryek's large mansion, with orders from the French royal family. The charges against Ryek's family was treason. An outrageous claim and unfounded claim. There was no trial, Ryek's parents and all the servants were excuted then and there. Ryek ran, not even sure how he managed to escape. He fled towards the sea. He stowedaway on a ship, though he was found. It was a pirate ship, but instead of tossing him overboard the captain put him to work. Took him under his wing so to speak. To this day he still does not know why his family was charged, though, he never thinks about such depressing things anymore. Pic : http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p...RyekLeRaux.jpg |
Scarlett gave a slight nod and went behind the bar. In truth, she only went there to look out from the small window that was there. It had a perfect view of the beautiful ocean. The setting sun made the view even better as her emerald eyes sparkled at the scene. "A pirates life for me." She whispered, sighing in a dreaming tone. Her french accent could clearly show in her voice, for she was from the French city of Port- de- Paix but moved to Tortuga when she was seven. She knew Spanish as well as French from traveling the Caribbean, but French was her soul language. Though she usually spoke English, at times she would speak French when upset.
She looked out to the harbor, knowing her ship was sitting a little further down it and that she had almost enough money to fix it. At the moment the ship was her home, so every night after work she'd go back to it and sleep in the captains cabin. |
Goldtooth looked at a New Ship in the Harbor. "Huh, I wonder who has the Pieces of Eight to buy that sort of work.....damn, it looks like a Frigate, yet is built like a War ship." He said to himself, then moved up towards it, he noticed that on the side of the Ship, he saw the name 'Devils Dream' Written on it. "Perfect name, I guess."
[Sorry if this is God-moding kry :sweat: But honestly, Im quiet low on ideas right now. Only just woke up ] |
][lol This is a long post...and..it's fine to godmod against NPCs it's just other players you shouldn't do that to. Cause players like to be able to react or try to react to what's happening to their characters. AND seeing my ship isn't godmod, godmodding only really happens in fights.][
The Devil's Dream. And gods was it a dream. It's sails were a dusky grey color and the wood of the boat only a shade darker than it's sails. It sailed like a dream, fast despite it's size, and the flag that it flew was none other than a good old Jolly Roger. It was manned by a rather large crew, but Ryek didn't have trouble keeping them in line. They respected him, over half owed their lives to him. He was without a first mate though. This ship was hell on water to any who met her under hostile conditions. Rumors said that she had sunk over a thousand ships...But...that was just rumors. Ryek would say he'd sunk maybe twenty, but that was pirate modesty. It was a ship anyone could be proud of, a ship that could spark the fire of lust and greed. Ryek couldn't tell anyone the number of times bandits and rogue pirates had tried to steal his lovely ship, none had not been successful. It was a big ship, it took a rather large crew to sail her, rogue pirates and bandits weren't organized enough to have that many people in on a theft. That and certain crew members always stayed on board when they made port to guard the lovely thing. The bored was lowered, connecting ship to pier and Ryek sauntered off as if he didn't have a care in the world. Ryek wasn't rich, nor was he the most notorious of all the seas, he didn't command notoriety, he commanded respect. Ryek stepped off onto the pier, and glanced about. He grinned as he noticed the man looking at his ship, he moved to stand next to the man and turned to pass an admiring eye over his ship. "Isn't she gorgeous?" |
"Shes a Buet, alright. Damn Near as Beautiful as My El Dorado." He looked around it. "Hey, Seriosuly, what Class is this ship? a Frigate or a War-ship? honestly I cant tell." He told him, putting away his musket. "Thing is built like a Frigate but armed to the tip like a War-ship, its damn near the pefect boat."
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Ryek grinned. "She's a little bit of both and something else. She glides across the water faster than a ship her size should. Amazing thing she is." He eyed the man for a moment. "It's alright to look, but don't touch her. My crew gets a bit paranoid when strangers touch her." He had laughed a bit and clapped the man on the shoulder in a friendly way. Then he turned and started to make his way towards the Drunken Galleon to get himself a drink.
A few members of Ryek's crew headed down off the ship and scattered. Probably going to enjoy some of the carnal pleasures of making landfall. |
Scarlett left the bar area and went to the entrace door of the cabin. She poked her head out and saw the owner talking with a man next to a very beautiful ship, one that made her ship look small and pitiful. Though in reality her ship was 3/4 the size of his. Her ship was a Frigate, so it was a shame that it wasn't out at sea. After Alexander was killed she had gotten herself a new crew (from Alexander's crew being killed..)) and then set sail here to be in search of a job. At the moment her crew was off enjoying their relaxation time, for until the boat was ready to set sail they could be off having the time of their life. Scarlett was already fairly close to having the boat repaired completely, since a few of the crew still slept in the crews quarters below deck and helped her with the repairs when she had the money.
In all her ship had only taken down three other ships, mostly because they didn't sink the ships, just stole their loot. And most of the time they sailed in areas that most ships weren't seen in. After dividing the plunder when they arrived here, she didn't have enough money to repair the ship all at once. But in one weeks time she'd have enough to set sail by the following Sunday. She left the door and glided bast the wooden circular tables, yawning slightly as she passed the gamblers and went behind the bar yet again. Since there was no bartender yet, she usually got the men their drinks as well. |
Diablo was at sea in a war ship that he had stolen and men that he promised would live if they helped him. They agreed willingly enough not wanting to die. They didn't go to the pier yet, they were sailing in to stop and he'd have the crew sail the ship, who's name he didn't even care to know over to an unseen cove that he knew exactly where to find it. Then he'd get it when he was ready to. He found his way to the drunken Galleon and sat at the back corner of the room where there was a table, not really there to drinl or gamble, just relax after a couple of weeks at sea.
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Goldtooth walked into his Tavern, then Usherd the Shipowner to the Bar. "First Round is on me. Scarlett, get this man a Drink, I gotta Go and Bring up my El dorado." He said to her, then looked at the man." My Ship is Priceless. I built that ship with my own two hands. Took me forever but I did it." He said, then left. You could see the Crew of the ship walk behind him, armed to the teeth.
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Ryek gave the man a look as he was ushered to the bar. Though he couldn't help but grin when the male bought him the drink. Ryek hadn't built his ship, he had inherited her, so to speak. He just laughed lightly and grinned as the man left with his crew to see to his own ship. Those eyes now turned to the barmaid. His eyes roamed over her, approvingly for a moment. Though it was just a moment, then he was grinning at her, his eyes on her face. "I'll have something strong, my sweet."
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Outside, the El Dorado, A giant Beauty, Came sailing towards the port. It was Massive, Twice the Size of the Devils Dream, and twice the high. It had about 50 or so cannons on each side, and the crew totaled up to 300 Even. He Rowed back to the Tavern and tapped the Captains shoulder. "Now my Ship is a Beut." He pointed outside.
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Diablo saw the ships and found them to be quite the beautys that he one day wished would be a ship he could captain and have a crew, but right now, he was working alone and stealing ships to get to where he needs to go. He like the Devil's dream better then the El dorado, but both were beautiful ships.
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Scarlett watched the mans eyes look her over. "Okay, coming right up." She said, turning around to take out the strongest, and best rum of the house. She poured him a glass and then put the cork back on the rum bottle, turning to the rather handsome man. "Best in the house." She said, giving a small smile and sitting the bottle in front of him. "So your the man who owns that beautiful ship outside?" She asked, smirking slightly. "I only wish my ship looked that could, but at the moment she's un-sailable." She said, giving off a small sigh with her full lips. She turned and got the rum bottle for herself, pouring herself a glass and downing it.
When another group of men came up to the bar she started to wait on them when the man missing many teeth started to grab her arm, call her many things that most woman had never even heard of, and then offered to take her back to his ship. "Not for a million gold pieces!Vous écume sale (You filthy scum)" She said, smacking the mans arm away. She rolled her eyes and glared at him in disgust. "Some men just think they can do whatever they want in a tavern.." She muttered, her french accent coming out strong as she spoke. |
"Thanks." Ryek took the drink gratefully and knocked it back rather quickly, sitting the empty cup down just in time to get tapped by the man from earlier, Ryek had stood and turned, peering out the open doors of the Tavern and shrugged. "A bit too big for my liking, but she is beautiful. Puts my Dream to shame, she does." Ryek's laughter filled eyes turned hard for a moment and he looked to the man that had grabbed the barmaid. He made a soft noise of disgust, but it seemed the barmaid could handle herself and his assistance wasn't needed. He sat back down and looked at her. "Most women that work in taverns also sell their bodies to the drunken dogs." Ryek was not implying anything, it was just a fact, he found it rather odd that the woman working in this tavern was not that sort of female. He shrugged slightly. "It's what they're used to, so they expect it in every place they go."
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Diablo noticed the man grab the barmiads arm and found that men where used to the barmaids selling themselves, she seemed to be the exact opposite, she only seemed to be working here to achieve a goal like repair a ship or something like that. He thought about getting a drink, but decided not to.
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She nodded to the man. "Yes, most do. But i'm not a weak woman looking for dirty money." She said, smirking a bit as he talked of his ship. "She's the perfect size! Hell, you put my ship to shame. She's only about 3/4's the size of yours.. but she means the world to me. Unfortunetly, she costs the world to be fixed." She smiled. She then poured herself another glass of the rum and looked to the man. "Would you like another?" She asked, raising her left eyebrow. She then looked out the open door to see the owner showing off his rather large ship. "I got my ship from losing a loved one dear to me, I could never afford such a ship as his." She said softly.
((Since were sharing ships, heres mine! (: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhZcjy-5up...KaneoheBay.JPG )) |
"I inherited my ship from the captain before me. I was his first mate. That was years and years ago though. Still. I am in need of a first mate, myself." He shrugged a bit, when she asked him if he wanted another glass he shook his head a bit. "One glass will do me for now. I prefer to keep my wits about me." He gave a meaningful glance to some men already drunk in the tavern. "I don't think I would be able to bear it if I were stuck on land, the sea is true freedom. You can't find freedom like that anywhere else." He smiled at her.
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"My fiance was killed, and so was most of his crew. So it became mine." She said, taking a sip of her rum. "I know, It kills me to not be at sea. And to work with all these men grabbing at me. I find pirates rather amazing people, being one myself. But when their drunk they're just no fun." She said, giving a playful grin. "I almost have my ship repaired, but it will still take another week before I can set sail. Which that reminds me.." She said, looking out to the sun. "I should be down here when the sun sets, though I have no clue if the owner wants me to stay longer than usual." She said, her green eyes looking saddened by the idea of staying here longer and being away from her ship.
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He nodded a bit as he listened and then grinned at her. "If you don't stay longer, look at all the wonderful company you'll be missing." He swept his arm out a bit to indicate the drunken fools in the tavern. "And I'm sure many more will be in when the sun finishes setting." He was only teasing her. Grinning a bit. "Without a lover, I'm sure your bed has turned cold. It wouldn't hurt to have someone help warm it every now and then." It was hard to tell if he was teasing her, or offering to bed her.
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