The High Sea's

[Aperire Animo]

I'm writing this to tell you of my story.


My name is not important, but what I have to say is.


Some speak of the Flying Dutchman at campfires as a ghostly tale.


Others dare not even call it's name.


I warn you, if you don't believe the ghost stories, put down this one and walk away.


I was a member of that crew. I was a aboard at full sail.


And we fought monsters.


Colossal creatures from the murkey depths,


winged beasts from the clouded skies,


terrifying miscreations from the dampest caves


and tremendous demons from the highest mountains.


I expect to die, I won't be the first and I doubt I'll be the last.


But we have a duty. We fight to protect the world from what it doesn't know exists.


This is my story of

The High Seas

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[Girouette]

Woot. Awesome. now, We need to make it an actual roleplay and not an Idea.


I can do that though.

 

[Aperire Animo]

Go for gold dude, feel free to use the synopsis above, it's practically yours anyway

 

[Girouette]

So there monster hunters that just travel the seas looking for hints about monsters and then go slay them. Hmm


With explosions and rain and 50% more death.

 

[Aperire Animo]

Pretty much, they sail the seas to hunt for them, find them and bring them down.

 

[Girouette]

Simple.


For now.


Maybe there's a mystery later. And there's a lot of death.

 

[Aperire Animo]

Lots or glory ridden death.

 

[Girouette]

And giant swords. 
And really big cannons