Deception upon the High Seas (Closed)

[papillon24]

It was the era of pirates and their adventures upon the high seas. The Atlantic was riddled with them looting and pillaging all along the coasts on both sides. That was no matter, for Christine Delavage was one of them and loved the life she had. Not only was she one among them, she led a crew of loyal men in this life. The seas had always claimed her heart. As the only daughter of a French Naval Officer, she grew up knowing the ins and outs of the ships. At the age of twelve she begged her father to take her with him on a short voyage to the Americas instead of leaving her with her aunt. From that day she was hooked and every time after the fact when her father left home she would beg to go along. When he did not she would run away and chase after in whatever vessel she could find, dressing in boys clothes.

After the third time her father agreed to add her to the crew. She was much happier in britches and vests than in gowns. She love the way the salt air felt.

When she was marrying age her father married her off to a captain, who in the end agreed to take her on his ship with him after much begging. Upon their first expedition together on the Laurent, he became cruel and abusive. Christine would have none of that. She had gained the trust of the crew who staged a mutiny, throwing him overboard. And with that they left the comfort of the French Navy to sail their own way. That was four years ago. The crew had stayed with her and loyal to a fault to her and in return she was fair and kind with them, but never overstepped her position.

Christine watched the ocean as her ship sat stranded off one off the small Caribbean Islands, slightly listing to one side. The main mast had snapped and was not floating beside the ship. Most of her crew had survived as well. They currently were scurrying about the lower deck making sure they would not sink any further and maybe be able to salvage the ship. Others were taking stock of powder that had not been damaged in the attack. The Laurent had fought well against the three Spanish light ships that had snuck up in a surprise attack. Everything was going in their direction till the mast fell after a large cannonball came roaring across the deck. The energy of the of the blast sent splinters flying and a few men overboard to avoid getting hit by the falling mast.

 

[NickisSora]

The name is Captain Kilik Mantacore, Known for being as kind as a little girl to as mean as a 7 deadly tornado storm. Kilik demanded nothing but respect and it would come from people being brave, from people doing as he said, from the stranger he met defying him. Why did he demand it. Kilik was brought up to be a wonderful pirate. They found treasure and plundered the rich of the villages for fun. They stole from the rich but bought everything in town with the money they had. Sure they are not your average team of pirates but then again they were not you average bunch of ass holes either.

They were pratically unbeatable and had very little losses. There main issue was Kilik him self. Having lost a former lover in the battles he has been bringing women on the ship to entertain the men. Though not one single women interested him. They were the same the minute they came on the ship they were sex pots willing to give it or, Women who fell for there men.

It came oh to natural to come to each shore and do as they did. Kilik shouted as they landed at Red Bolder port, a large port city known for there markets.-"OK every one off the ship, Ship mate Gull lock up and do not let any one on. "-He said his voice scruff and moderate. He did not have to shout to much. Kilik had loaded up on supplies as they got back on for the High Sea's Kilik had became a captain after out smarting the previous owner of his lovely Ship the Crimson Mary.

Kilik is 29 and brown hair to the top of his back and sporting red and white gilded pirate clothes carrying two cutlass and a Double flit lock Pistol. It was clear why Kilik was not a force to be reckoned with. The young captain had snuck a board the Crimson Mary and hid out for a week eating there food the Captain at the time was Captain Wallace the Skull a Pirate known for his ship and it's power and most of all his devious crew. That captains legacy after a battle was handed down to Kilik. He ran the crew like they were robin hood and his merrymen and not a bunch of thiefs. He treated them well and they gained respect. There were still many who expected Wallace to appear when the ship was in view and instead saw Kilik. His eyes scanned the sea as they set off again. Kilik needed to find this cure.

Kik had been cursed by a sea witch as best described. Kilik sighed as this curse was coming on hard and he needed to have water or liquid of any drinkable type to keep him self alive. There were a few items he needed to break this curse. Dark water of the red sea,Black seaweed from the lone sea and Special flower which only grew on a supposed lost island. he had all the items there he needed to find them but collecting them had been difficult.

 

[papillon24]

"Captian..." She turned to see the most loyal of her crew standing next to her. The crew had found him as a broken and battered teen a few years ago and broke him from the bond of slavery along the African coast. Now he stood at an impressive 6'5" and solid muscle stretching over ebony skin. "You need to sit back down. It has been three days since the attack and the wound on your led is still open."

Christine looked down at where a piece of the ship had sent a splinter into her leg. She knew it was bad. The wound itself still oozed a bit and she could feel the heat radiating around it. There had to be something to do. She would have the ship's doctor fix it but he was thrown overboard with the medicine bag and they were never able to recover him.

"I am fine Cisco. Go help with the rest of the crew. Have Garnier take inventory of the galley again. We might have to be here a while. Make sure there is water left in the barrels and hard tack sealed up tight. keep an eye on Montvillier. Make sure he has not dipped too far in the rum and put Remy in charge of a crew to start fishing that mast out of the waters. We need to salvage the sails and ropes if possible."

Cisco turned to follow through on his duties. He turned back with a concerned look. "I'll be fine. Go on"

 

[papillon24]

Christine stepped back into her quarters which had been hastily assembled after the attack, wincing in disapproval as she put too much weight on her back leg. She looked around at her home.

A mid sized bed sat in the far right corner so that she could see the starts though the rear windows. A clothing cabinet was positioned along the neared wall next to the door. There was a decent sized table made of Mahogany she was quite fond of sitting in the middle of the room. Her maps had been roughly strewn about it and her beautiful sextant that her father had gifted her on her wedding day was still intact and set upon the maps.

She stepped in front of the broken mirror and straightened herself out a bit. Her eyes were deep blue. Her father had always said they were as blue as the Caribbean oceans. But over the last few years they had become emotionally hard. Her hair was dark, almost the color of jet. She would keep that mostly pulled back in a long braid to her waist. In time when she interacted with other captains she would tuck it up into the tri-corner hat she like to wear on occasion in order to mask the fact that she was a woman.

Dresses were no option here. She stuck with loose black breeches. Under the forest green vest her shirt was cream, but looked dingier from all the days at sea. At her side you would always find a sharp rapier and a pistol dangling from a belt. Both of which she was fast an accurate with.

She took her weapon belt off and set them on the end of the bed.

 

[NickisSora]

Kilik sighed as after port they had been trying to follow this map, They were to enter a small area of many islands in a small space of the ocean. They began to travel in that direction, there was a faint wiff of canon smoke in the air but he paid it no mind.

"Mr Gull!" A older Gentleman some what of the ships head staffing and chore man on the ship. His beard was thick and long but his eyes were clear and his hair hid under a bandana.

"Yes Captain Kilik?" "Mr Gull i want you to tell every one pre pair for possible storms a head i see a dark rift in the sky and i hate to be caught with out pants down is that clear?" "Sir that be a good idea." Mr Gull began to call out Storm Ship as the crew began to run about.

"I think we need to be careful." Kilik thought to him self in the distance as there was a grey strand in the sky but before that a island and a ship was that ship abandoned or the crew on the island. Going on the east side of the ship he took out his telescope and viewed. not much could be seen still but he ordered. "MR Sliver Belly avast Steer Ye towards the Sun my friend." A energetic man with a compass on his neck and a smile on his face nods. "Yes me Captain on i go." Sliver belly turned left as the ship began its turn the sails adjusting.

 

[papillon24]

Christine limped her way over to the clothing cupboard. "Damn leg" she muttered to herself. She was surprised at how intact the thing had stayed, and more so the fact that it had stayed upright during the fight. Opening the double doors she peered in. There were not many sets of clothes, not much of anything except for more maps and books.

She knelt and removed a hidden panel withing the the bottom stand of the closet. From it she scooped up the one thing in the room that anyone could call womanly. A small box about the size of a brick. It has been encrusted with mother of pearl and silver. The box had been a gift from her mother when she was very young. Not much later her mother had passed along leaving her and her father along to fend for themselves.

Christine ran her fingers along the softness of the jewel encrusted box letting her fingers pause on a small silver latch before opening it. It always delighted her the small treasures she kept within the box. Most was fairly large jewels and pearls from their many raids on other ships. There were other things in the life of a pirate that were just as precious. She was hoping to find some medicines left from their time in that voodoo camp that might help her leg.

Alas the only vial left was an something she could not use. A small vial of dark water that the priestess had given her as a gift. She held it up to inspect it between her thumb and forefinger. It didn't look any different than any other water, except it was black as the pitch they were using to repair their hull. Carefully she tucked it back in the box and hid the box in its place, carefully replacing the board so it could not be seen.

She stood taking note of her pain and fatigue. Quickly she closed the closet doors turned only to lean back against them with a sigh

 

[NickisSora]

Kilik looked ahead walking to the front of the ship as the men still scattered a bit making sure what ever they were going to the island for it would be worth it.

"Alright me Hearty's you all be doing fine you know what the preparation is for these coming on lands. be prepared for anything."

Kilik kept looking around for anything as they got closer and he breathed he shook his head and removed the scope to take a drink of the water from the pouch. Looking back through the scope he nods and folded it up.

"We may have additional ship mates also get the new rooms ready we still have a good amount not taken ."

This trip had been strenuous enough but to additionally add more people may make this easier. They had plenty to feed people maybe a bit to much but either way there ship was closing in slowly.