RescueRanger
Proffesional nihilist
((This is a semi fantasy setting. Gunpowder is present and magic is rather rare so if you do make a mage char, sort of limit his magical abilities. Regardless, elves, orcs and such all exist and this is in the Jeslore universe (check my 'critique my char' post for a full list of characters. Before you make your first post kind of describe what and who your char is. Not sure if this is the correct way to start a thread but we'll see. Time travel is not allowed and the highest tech is flintlock gunpowder based weaponry.) For this rp at least)
Just outside the city harbor, a small woman stood on top of the mast of her ship, majestic as a captain should be. She had a stern expression on her face as she gazed into the distance. The loose wraps from her bandana gracefully ride the wind and her short hair flowed like a bronze waterfall over the side of her face, her deep piercing purple eye shining from under them and the black flag with a skull and crossbones carelessly flapping behind her. She openly wore her weapons and showed no fear as she entered the port… on a half sunken rowing boat with a mast…. Gradually the poor boat began sinking faster the closer she got to the port and when she was close enough to enter the port, the boat was mostly underwater with only the mast sticking out of the water at the same height of the port. Casually stepping forward and letting her boat sink all the way to the bottom of the shallow water she looked around over the port. She wandered forward and searched for a ship she could steal later, for now she needed a drink and a rest, fortunatly for her there was no real proof of her being a pirate other than the flag that was now underwater and with her looking quite dangerous none of the port guards bothered to go after her. She wandered through the streets for a while, picking up a leather jacket to wear over her corset that made her look more like a hooker than anything. With the jacket though, it was all better. With her looking much more intimidating now, especially with the weapons she carried she headed over to the apparently biggest inn named the Rusty nail wich just happened to be at the most backwater, cutthroat neighboorhood this town had.
Upon entering she immediatly ducked to dodge a chair flying at her head, there was a bar brawl going on, none of her concern but they always threw things and she wasnt in the mood for taking a chair to the face. There were dancers who always got her attention and the cheerfull music made the bar brawl a rather charming addition to the rotten wood and the smell of liquor. She headed to the bar and ordered a bottle, not a glass but a whole bottle of rum while paying close attention to any shifts in sound that would have to prompt her to dodge again. Sure, soon enough she had to duck again as a bottle narrowly flew past her head into the face of the barkeep wich prompted him to join the fight. But she stopped the man. "I need a crew. Know of anyone that is looking to steal a ship and help me take back my warship?" But the barkeeper didnt pay her much mind and ran off anyway. Soon Kat sidestepped to allow the barkeep to fly over the the bar without having to hit her, what she didnt dodge was the mug of beer he carried wich flew straight into her hair. The beer and the impact in general ruined her hairdo and despite being a pirate Kat was never amused when people messed with her apearance. "MY HAIRDO!" She grabbed the barman by his shirt and pulled him down onto the counter angrily. "I want a complimentaty room or your guts for this. The choice is yours." "Have room 8!" "Thank you…" She said with a cheerfull tone as if nothing happened. She wanted to head to her room but soon she heard something that got her bad attention. "You fight like a knife ear!" She heard the comment in the brawl and looked in the direction she heard it from. It was a drunken buff human brawling with a drunken orc. "Do you idiots want to know how a knife ear fights?" She angrily stepped to the two while cracking her knuckles and neck. The two obviously larger men looked down at her and almost laughed but they were soon met with the way 'a knife ear fights' when Kat punched the orc right in the stomach wich bent him down and lifted her knee into his face. She then raised her fists and yelled into the bar. "FIRST ONE TO EVEN HIT ME GET'S 20 SILVERLINGS!" And then all hell broke loose, alot of the drunken criminals got up from their seats and challenged the small woman but with her oddly great amount of strength combined with her quick attacks she could fend them off easily. Soon she had about 7 men knocked out on the ground before the assault ceased. She stood there casually with her boot on the orc that made the comment. "And THATS how a knife ear fights!" She brushed her hair before getting off the orc and wandering to her inn room, but before heading up she leaned down from the stairs. "Two things: Barkeep! Give these guys a free drink on the costs of the loser orc! ALSO! IM recruiting a crew! Meet me at the bar tomorow for details! Rewards? A treasure im going after!"
Just outside the city harbor, a small woman stood on top of the mast of her ship, majestic as a captain should be. She had a stern expression on her face as she gazed into the distance. The loose wraps from her bandana gracefully ride the wind and her short hair flowed like a bronze waterfall over the side of her face, her deep piercing purple eye shining from under them and the black flag with a skull and crossbones carelessly flapping behind her. She openly wore her weapons and showed no fear as she entered the port… on a half sunken rowing boat with a mast…. Gradually the poor boat began sinking faster the closer she got to the port and when she was close enough to enter the port, the boat was mostly underwater with only the mast sticking out of the water at the same height of the port. Casually stepping forward and letting her boat sink all the way to the bottom of the shallow water she looked around over the port. She wandered forward and searched for a ship she could steal later, for now she needed a drink and a rest, fortunatly for her there was no real proof of her being a pirate other than the flag that was now underwater and with her looking quite dangerous none of the port guards bothered to go after her. She wandered through the streets for a while, picking up a leather jacket to wear over her corset that made her look more like a hooker than anything. With the jacket though, it was all better. With her looking much more intimidating now, especially with the weapons she carried she headed over to the apparently biggest inn named the Rusty nail wich just happened to be at the most backwater, cutthroat neighboorhood this town had.
Upon entering she immediatly ducked to dodge a chair flying at her head, there was a bar brawl going on, none of her concern but they always threw things and she wasnt in the mood for taking a chair to the face. There were dancers who always got her attention and the cheerfull music made the bar brawl a rather charming addition to the rotten wood and the smell of liquor. She headed to the bar and ordered a bottle, not a glass but a whole bottle of rum while paying close attention to any shifts in sound that would have to prompt her to dodge again. Sure, soon enough she had to duck again as a bottle narrowly flew past her head into the face of the barkeep wich prompted him to join the fight. But she stopped the man. "I need a crew. Know of anyone that is looking to steal a ship and help me take back my warship?" But the barkeeper didnt pay her much mind and ran off anyway. Soon Kat sidestepped to allow the barkeep to fly over the the bar without having to hit her, what she didnt dodge was the mug of beer he carried wich flew straight into her hair. The beer and the impact in general ruined her hairdo and despite being a pirate Kat was never amused when people messed with her apearance. "MY HAIRDO!" She grabbed the barman by his shirt and pulled him down onto the counter angrily. "I want a complimentaty room or your guts for this. The choice is yours." "Have room 8!" "Thank you…" She said with a cheerfull tone as if nothing happened. She wanted to head to her room but soon she heard something that got her bad attention. "You fight like a knife ear!" She heard the comment in the brawl and looked in the direction she heard it from. It was a drunken buff human brawling with a drunken orc. "Do you idiots want to know how a knife ear fights?" She angrily stepped to the two while cracking her knuckles and neck. The two obviously larger men looked down at her and almost laughed but they were soon met with the way 'a knife ear fights' when Kat punched the orc right in the stomach wich bent him down and lifted her knee into his face. She then raised her fists and yelled into the bar. "FIRST ONE TO EVEN HIT ME GET'S 20 SILVERLINGS!" And then all hell broke loose, alot of the drunken criminals got up from their seats and challenged the small woman but with her oddly great amount of strength combined with her quick attacks she could fend them off easily. Soon she had about 7 men knocked out on the ground before the assault ceased. She stood there casually with her boot on the orc that made the comment. "And THATS how a knife ear fights!" She brushed her hair before getting off the orc and wandering to her inn room, but before heading up she leaned down from the stairs. "Two things: Barkeep! Give these guys a free drink on the costs of the loser orc! ALSO! IM recruiting a crew! Meet me at the bar tomorow for details! Rewards? A treasure im going after!"
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