Post by willyum on Mar 13, 2014 18:30:33 GMT -8
Well, the crew took out a sloop lead by our fearless Zeo and we visited the Cursed Isles today! We had one FlagMate (Defoee) and one Hearty (Tmukmuk). It was quite an adventure!
First we had to go and move the shippy to the right place. And along the way we crushed some brigands. Yarrrr! And picked up some extra spending PoE. Yarrrrr!!!!
Then we arrived at the entry point. It was Zeo, Blase, Defoee, Keo, Tory, Tmukmuk, and me. A fine group of fearless pirates. Tory was Patching and Carping like mad. Defoee was getting back into the rhythm of Sailing, and I was remembering me knots fer rigging. Keo was Bilging away and keeping us afloat. We were a team. A battle unit. A crew!
We zipped into the Cursed seas and were immediately surrounded by dense poisonous fog. The green mists swirled all over. But tis not a problem as Zeo's navigation lead us to the island in no time at all. And with all of us working together as a team, it was a breeze. Like basking on the beaches of Kent. Without a care in the world.
Once we hit the island, the Cultists gathered to attack! We battled them and with fancy swordwork, we drove them back. Yarrrr! And then set to digging. Dig dig dig through the rotting fountain, looking fer PoE and other treasure. Finding trinkets and monies.
"I've been training fer this." --- Keohahn
But then the Cultists regrouped! And there was a mighty rumble. Once again, our fearless group fought them off. It was a rout. Pow pow POW! And they were sent shambling back again.
We hit the dig again. We dug as fast as we could. And many a chest were found and taken out.
Then there was another sword battle! They had their huge Homun on their side, but we sounded defeated them as well.
"The big thing is crying." --- Tmukmuk
"They died with barely time to scream." --- Blaseblack
We dug some more. But this time the Cultists rounded up even more fighters. We decided that discretion was the better part of valor, and we wanted to keep our booty. And so we dashed away. Now this was the hard part. We had to fight through the poisonous mist again. But this time, the Cultists were mightily angry and wanted to regain their purloined goods. Everyone was busy with their duties. Zeo was steering with a steady hand and sharp eye despite the green fog. We all drank deeply from the rum stores to clear our heads.
And then.... like the calm after a brutal storm, we were back in the blue waters of the Ocean. Safe! Safe with a ship full of chests!!! We picked up 12,000 in PoE and 19 chests. Woo hoo!
Along with the PoE the crew picked up various mementos of our adventure. Blase received a Cursed Brooch, Defoee an Evil Weevil, Keo got some Fancy Boots, Tmuk took home a Cursed Effigy, Tory had a beautiful Cursed Egg (which she bestowed upon yers truly), and Zeo took back a sample of Vile Venom.
It was a wondrous voyage. Filled with moments of terror and trepidation. But ended in joy and profit. Tis the best ending fer any pirate!
YARRRRR!!!
First we had to go and move the shippy to the right place. And along the way we crushed some brigands. Yarrrr! And picked up some extra spending PoE. Yarrrrr!!!!
Then we arrived at the entry point. It was Zeo, Blase, Defoee, Keo, Tory, Tmukmuk, and me. A fine group of fearless pirates. Tory was Patching and Carping like mad. Defoee was getting back into the rhythm of Sailing, and I was remembering me knots fer rigging. Keo was Bilging away and keeping us afloat. We were a team. A battle unit. A crew!
We zipped into the Cursed seas and were immediately surrounded by dense poisonous fog. The green mists swirled all over. But tis not a problem as Zeo's navigation lead us to the island in no time at all. And with all of us working together as a team, it was a breeze. Like basking on the beaches of Kent. Without a care in the world.
Once we hit the island, the Cultists gathered to attack! We battled them and with fancy swordwork, we drove them back. Yarrrr! And then set to digging. Dig dig dig through the rotting fountain, looking fer PoE and other treasure. Finding trinkets and monies.
"I've been training fer this." --- Keohahn
But then the Cultists regrouped! And there was a mighty rumble. Once again, our fearless group fought them off. It was a rout. Pow pow POW! And they were sent shambling back again.
We hit the dig again. We dug as fast as we could. And many a chest were found and taken out.
Then there was another sword battle! They had their huge Homun on their side, but we sounded defeated them as well.
"The big thing is crying." --- Tmukmuk
"They died with barely time to scream." --- Blaseblack
We dug some more. But this time the Cultists rounded up even more fighters. We decided that discretion was the better part of valor, and we wanted to keep our booty. And so we dashed away. Now this was the hard part. We had to fight through the poisonous mist again. But this time, the Cultists were mightily angry and wanted to regain their purloined goods. Everyone was busy with their duties. Zeo was steering with a steady hand and sharp eye despite the green fog. We all drank deeply from the rum stores to clear our heads.
And then.... like the calm after a brutal storm, we were back in the blue waters of the Ocean. Safe! Safe with a ship full of chests!!! We picked up 12,000 in PoE and 19 chests. Woo hoo!
Along with the PoE the crew picked up various mementos of our adventure. Blase received a Cursed Brooch, Defoee an Evil Weevil, Keo got some Fancy Boots, Tmuk took home a Cursed Effigy, Tory had a beautiful Cursed Egg (which she bestowed upon yers truly), and Zeo took back a sample of Vile Venom.
It was a wondrous voyage. Filled with moments of terror and trepidation. But ended in joy and profit. Tis the best ending fer any pirate!
YARRRRR!!!
. That was so much interesting to read, and then i looked back at myself and said, I was part of that. Willy, this story was awesome and made it more awe-inspiring than it was suppose to be