Sorry for the wait between chaps guys. I was at Disneyworld so I had no
access to the internet.
Disclaimer is the same as the prologue EXCEPT, I DO own Pinfeather, Larl and The adoptive name Gale. And, now, more ugly borders. (And the first chapter)
"They should be here by now." Matthias said, a little worried as he scanned the sea's horizon for ships. The storm from the night before was over and the ground was steaming from the heat of the rising sun. "So, Deyna, tell me again WHY that old witch sent all of you here." "Well." Deyna said taking a moment to gather his thoughts. "She said something like if we didn't find her sister and get the treasure to pay her for an increased seeing, then we would never learn our fate." He said. "She also said that the seeing will get her sister to tell us what special artifacts we need and to bring them someplace else otherwise the Thousand will devour the world." He finished. "Wait." Matthias blurted. "Who in hellfire is that?" "That's the thing, I don't know."
Dandin stood up and pointed to the East. "Look! Sails!" He cried. Mariel instantly pulled him down behind the rocks. "Damn it all, Dandin, we don't know if that's them or not!" She whispered scolding her fiancé briskly. Sure enough four large sails bulged about a hundred yards away from the coast. "Now, the only question is friend or foe..." Finnbar whispered grimly fingering one of his twin blades. A body splashed from the boat into the water, but none came to look overboard. "Friend." Muttered Arven as Mariel withdrew her hand from Dandin's mouth. "Oh, I was holding my breath for a few seconds there." They jogged up to the shore as a fully grown male Sea otter waded up. "So.. This is the whole group, eh?" He said jovially. He sized them up smiling at every step. "Hahaha! So this is you eh?" The kind beast said thrusting a large paw to Matthias. "Name's Larl! I'll be the captain to your first hand mate!" He chuckled happily shaking Matthias's paw briskly. "Oh, but since you killed Cluny, Matthias, all the sea rats and corsairs'll be after yer hide!" He said warningly. "Unless you get a nickname. Pinfeather! Get out here you crazed old bird!" A large shrike flew over the starboard toward them. He landed showily but lost his balance and flew beak first into the sand kicking up same. He spit out a few shells and about a pound of sand sputtering. "Rrrrrr. Iz not old 'r crizzed ye stoopid zee 'utter!" The Butcher Bird squawked angrily, spitting mouthfuls of sand into the water. "Sure, Pin. We need a name for this young'un." Pinfeather strutted around Matthias sizing him up and clacking his beak together. "Hmmm. Doesn't likk like a Tinting...But duzz likk like a Shinto.. Nice thick arm muscles on im... Likks like a warrer to me.Oh, likks like hizz not a virgin eether! Hrakkakkarrr! Youms not that da kin of peezzful one iz ya? You naughty beast, you! Kraaaaaakaaharr!!!" He yelled out slyly. Matthias's eye was twitching like he had a disease and was about ready to draw the Scimitar at his side when Larl yelled out. "Pinfeather! Enough!" "Alright, alright. Hmmmmm.. Aright! We shill call zee mouzz Gale frim now on in!" The shrike squawked and flew back up to the crow's nest of the vessel. "Right! Now, are you all able to be loyal to a pirate captain even when yer eyes are starin' into the face of danger!?" Larl yelled to the crew. "Aye!" They shouted back to him. "Good! I always wanted to say that!" He laughed. "Okay, the ship's name is Rising Sun, she has twelve cannons, six on each side and four large sails, a galley a deck a crew's quarters, captain's quarters and a pretty damn big deck at that! I expect all of you to rotate watch, cooking duty, tiller duty, barnacle scraping." They all winced at the last one. "And you all need to work the anchor, the sails, and there is one big thing." He said dramatically" Deck swabbing."
"Whew! I thought he was going to say that we slept in separate hammocks..."Dandin said relieved indicating Mariel. Gale smiled. "Wait until you get married before you even start talking about that, lover boy." This made them all laugh. They boarded and got under way quickly as it was almost noon and they had already eaten lunch and breakfast. But as Gale looked back toward the land as the boat sailed away and a stray tear found the salty seawater as he thought he saw his wife's face in one of the clouds.
AWWWWWWWWW. More sadness! No, Pinfeather is not that perverted in the entire fic I'll just say that now. So please R+R! PLEASE. No more quotas though. YAY.
Disclaimer is the same as the prologue EXCEPT, I DO own Pinfeather, Larl and The adoptive name Gale. And, now, more ugly borders. (And the first chapter)
"They should be here by now." Matthias said, a little worried as he scanned the sea's horizon for ships. The storm from the night before was over and the ground was steaming from the heat of the rising sun. "So, Deyna, tell me again WHY that old witch sent all of you here." "Well." Deyna said taking a moment to gather his thoughts. "She said something like if we didn't find her sister and get the treasure to pay her for an increased seeing, then we would never learn our fate." He said. "She also said that the seeing will get her sister to tell us what special artifacts we need and to bring them someplace else otherwise the Thousand will devour the world." He finished. "Wait." Matthias blurted. "Who in hellfire is that?" "That's the thing, I don't know."
Dandin stood up and pointed to the East. "Look! Sails!" He cried. Mariel instantly pulled him down behind the rocks. "Damn it all, Dandin, we don't know if that's them or not!" She whispered scolding her fiancé briskly. Sure enough four large sails bulged about a hundred yards away from the coast. "Now, the only question is friend or foe..." Finnbar whispered grimly fingering one of his twin blades. A body splashed from the boat into the water, but none came to look overboard. "Friend." Muttered Arven as Mariel withdrew her hand from Dandin's mouth. "Oh, I was holding my breath for a few seconds there." They jogged up to the shore as a fully grown male Sea otter waded up. "So.. This is the whole group, eh?" He said jovially. He sized them up smiling at every step. "Hahaha! So this is you eh?" The kind beast said thrusting a large paw to Matthias. "Name's Larl! I'll be the captain to your first hand mate!" He chuckled happily shaking Matthias's paw briskly. "Oh, but since you killed Cluny, Matthias, all the sea rats and corsairs'll be after yer hide!" He said warningly. "Unless you get a nickname. Pinfeather! Get out here you crazed old bird!" A large shrike flew over the starboard toward them. He landed showily but lost his balance and flew beak first into the sand kicking up same. He spit out a few shells and about a pound of sand sputtering. "Rrrrrr. Iz not old 'r crizzed ye stoopid zee 'utter!" The Butcher Bird squawked angrily, spitting mouthfuls of sand into the water. "Sure, Pin. We need a name for this young'un." Pinfeather strutted around Matthias sizing him up and clacking his beak together. "Hmmm. Doesn't likk like a Tinting...But duzz likk like a Shinto.. Nice thick arm muscles on im... Likks like a warrer to me.Oh, likks like hizz not a virgin eether! Hrakkakkarrr! Youms not that da kin of peezzful one iz ya? You naughty beast, you! Kraaaaaakaaharr!!!" He yelled out slyly. Matthias's eye was twitching like he had a disease and was about ready to draw the Scimitar at his side when Larl yelled out. "Pinfeather! Enough!" "Alright, alright. Hmmmmm.. Aright! We shill call zee mouzz Gale frim now on in!" The shrike squawked and flew back up to the crow's nest of the vessel. "Right! Now, are you all able to be loyal to a pirate captain even when yer eyes are starin' into the face of danger!?" Larl yelled to the crew. "Aye!" They shouted back to him. "Good! I always wanted to say that!" He laughed. "Okay, the ship's name is Rising Sun, she has twelve cannons, six on each side and four large sails, a galley a deck a crew's quarters, captain's quarters and a pretty damn big deck at that! I expect all of you to rotate watch, cooking duty, tiller duty, barnacle scraping." They all winced at the last one. "And you all need to work the anchor, the sails, and there is one big thing." He said dramatically" Deck swabbing."
"Whew! I thought he was going to say that we slept in separate hammocks..."Dandin said relieved indicating Mariel. Gale smiled. "Wait until you get married before you even start talking about that, lover boy." This made them all laugh. They boarded and got under way quickly as it was almost noon and they had already eaten lunch and breakfast. But as Gale looked back toward the land as the boat sailed away and a stray tear found the salty seawater as he thought he saw his wife's face in one of the clouds.
AWWWWWWWWW. More sadness! No, Pinfeather is not that perverted in the entire fic I'll just say that now. So please R+R! PLEASE. No more quotas though. YAY.