MoxieDov
Duchess of Procrastination
Pirates of Altair - A crew of pirates has docked, in search of others to assist them in retrieving the sacred treasure.
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The Legend of "The Island of Altair"
A place where many fear, a place that captures the curiosity of many. A place where none dare to travel to, a place that has never been explored by mankind. An island that is said to be guarded by the beasts of mythology. You may ask; What are they guarding? The Edenrd. A portal that leads to a world where pain and suffering fail to exist. A place that would best be described as Paradise. It is also said that mountains of gold and silver are littered around the Edenrd, enough to make a person the richest in the kingdom.
Of course, as the Island of Altair has never been explored, this could all be just a mere myth. Many crews have ventured to the island, only to never return with any information. Some believe that it is, indeed a lie, though many disagree.
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For the ones who truly believe that the legend is true, they're in luck!
The infamous Captain of the Cerulean Gem has docked in the harbours of the kingdom, in search for crew members to join him in his journey for the treasures of Altair.
Well? What are you waiting for?! Hurry up and join the crew before the Captain and his crew set off for the riches and possibility of eternal peace!
Crew Members
Captain: MoxieDov
The Head of the Ship.
Quarter Master: RaraHaruko
Second in Command. In charge of insuring that Captain's orders were carried out, order was maintained upon the ship, and able to order punishments.
Navigator: David Van Aken
In charge of setting route to the destination. Highly valuable if skilled.
Boatswain: Swampishpetrichor
In charge of the ship itself and keeping it in shape for travel and battle. Highly valuable if skilled.
Doctor: Chairman Stein
In charge of healing injuries / illnesses. Highly valuable if skilled.
Master Gunner: RaraHaruko
In charge of all of the cannons, the gunpowder, the shot.
The Cerulean Gem
Ship Layout
The Edenrd
1) Normal RpNation rules apply.
2) Maximum of two characters.
3) No godmodding.
4) Keep the roleplay alive. As in, stay inactive for over two days without an explanation, I will re-open your role.
5) No one-liners.
6) No Gary-Sues or Mary-Sues.
Include the; "Cerulean Gem" in your sign-up post if you read the rules.
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Aqua waves crashed harshly against the stone harbour, barely rocking the hefty ship that was firmly anchored to the dock. A few men stood by the side of the rope ladder than he been lowered from the main deck, allowing some to climb onto the boat. A couple of ladies sauntered past the entrance to the ship, shielding their mouths with lace fans as they gossiped about the blonde who stood, leant against the oak wooden guard-rail upon the large ship. The scruffy males stood upon the harbour, suddenly leapt forward from their spots, letting out a brute growl. The women screamed in surprise before rushing away as the sound of loud laughter reached their ears. He turned his head down, shimmering golden eyes gazing down at the ones who were part of his crew. The man didn't seem to mind the others' jokes and pranks, finding them somewhat entertaining as well. He let out a breathy sigh, disliking the heat that he was being exposed to this day. The blonde shifted his his right arm from the guardrail, using the gloved hand to tip back the dark cobalt garment he wore upon his head. The rubies that hung from the side of his coat shimmered in the sunshine, contrasting with his azure coat.
"Captain! We'd be setting out to Altair tonight, if no landlubbers join the crew." A gruff voice exclaimed from behind him, the sound of rapid footsteps advancing his form. The said man remained staring into the town that was suited in-front, his ears picking up on the breathing of the man that now stood by his side. "Aye, I suppose so." Killian responded, having never really caught on with the pirate lingo, despite his teenage years. The presence by his side gradually faded, as the man was retreating back to his shared quarters. He straightened out his posture, bringing both arms to the back of his neck, tightening the dark strip of cloth that bound his considerably long yet clean hair into a short ponytail.
The male cocked the side of his hip, crossing his arms over his chest as he scanned his surroundings for any sort of amusement, except the couple members of his crew that remained to taunt passer-bys. Due to his slight movement, his leg pushed up one of his swords that was strapped to the crimson cloth which wrapped tightly around his waist.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Legend of "The Island of Altair"
A place where many fear, a place that captures the curiosity of many. A place where none dare to travel to, a place that has never been explored by mankind. An island that is said to be guarded by the beasts of mythology. You may ask; What are they guarding? The Edenrd. A portal that leads to a world where pain and suffering fail to exist. A place that would best be described as Paradise. It is also said that mountains of gold and silver are littered around the Edenrd, enough to make a person the richest in the kingdom.
Of course, as the Island of Altair has never been explored, this could all be just a mere myth. Many crews have ventured to the island, only to never return with any information. Some believe that it is, indeed a lie, though many disagree.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For the ones who truly believe that the legend is true, they're in luck!
The infamous Captain of the Cerulean Gem has docked in the harbours of the kingdom, in search for crew members to join him in his journey for the treasures of Altair.
Well? What are you waiting for?! Hurry up and join the crew before the Captain and his crew set off for the riches and possibility of eternal peace!
Crew Members
Captain: MoxieDov
The Head of the Ship.
Quarter Master: RaraHaruko
Second in Command. In charge of insuring that Captain's orders were carried out, order was maintained upon the ship, and able to order punishments.
Navigator: David Van Aken
In charge of setting route to the destination. Highly valuable if skilled.
Boatswain: Swampishpetrichor
In charge of the ship itself and keeping it in shape for travel and battle. Highly valuable if skilled.
Doctor: Chairman Stein
In charge of healing injuries / illnesses. Highly valuable if skilled.
Master Gunner: RaraHaruko
In charge of all of the cannons, the gunpowder, the shot.
The Cerulean Gem
Ship Layout
The Edenrd
1) Normal RpNation rules apply.
2) Maximum of two characters.
3) No godmodding.
4) Keep the roleplay alive. As in, stay inactive for over two days without an explanation, I will re-open your role.
5) No one-liners.
6) No Gary-Sues or Mary-Sues.
Include the; "Cerulean Gem" in your sign-up post if you read the rules.
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Aqua waves crashed harshly against the stone harbour, barely rocking the hefty ship that was firmly anchored to the dock. A few men stood by the side of the rope ladder than he been lowered from the main deck, allowing some to climb onto the boat. A couple of ladies sauntered past the entrance to the ship, shielding their mouths with lace fans as they gossiped about the blonde who stood, leant against the oak wooden guard-rail upon the large ship. The scruffy males stood upon the harbour, suddenly leapt forward from their spots, letting out a brute growl. The women screamed in surprise before rushing away as the sound of loud laughter reached their ears. He turned his head down, shimmering golden eyes gazing down at the ones who were part of his crew. The man didn't seem to mind the others' jokes and pranks, finding them somewhat entertaining as well. He let out a breathy sigh, disliking the heat that he was being exposed to this day. The blonde shifted his his right arm from the guardrail, using the gloved hand to tip back the dark cobalt garment he wore upon his head. The rubies that hung from the side of his coat shimmered in the sunshine, contrasting with his azure coat.
"Captain! We'd be setting out to Altair tonight, if no landlubbers join the crew." A gruff voice exclaimed from behind him, the sound of rapid footsteps advancing his form. The said man remained staring into the town that was suited in-front, his ears picking up on the breathing of the man that now stood by his side. "Aye, I suppose so." Killian responded, having never really caught on with the pirate lingo, despite his teenage years. The presence by his side gradually faded, as the man was retreating back to his shared quarters. He straightened out his posture, bringing both arms to the back of his neck, tightening the dark strip of cloth that bound his considerably long yet clean hair into a short ponytail.
The male cocked the side of his hip, crossing his arms over his chest as he scanned his surroundings for any sort of amusement, except the couple members of his crew that remained to taunt passer-bys. Due to his slight movement, his leg pushed up one of his swords that was strapped to the crimson cloth which wrapped tightly around his waist.
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