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| − | <div></div><br> <br>There is a small gathering of Royal guard looking standing around three large ships, in the middle of the group is a large poodle with no clan seal anywhere on his body. He is in chains and down as a small female mouse on rose red armor look to the crowd. "Alright! You've volunteer to help us rid this Felis Island of the apostate scum torturing the inhabitants. This little pup behind me is helping to naviagte all of us to the island in exchange for a little prison time instead of my axe in his chest. Now if you comming aboard step up and give me your name so I can assign you to your unit."<br> <br>The Black Iguana-dragon is one of the first to step up, outfitted like he usually is when in his draconic form. A salute is given just before he announces his name. Well, his title anyway, "Private Lunch of the Lightbringer Unit at your service. Growing Clan."<br> <br>Selena steps forwards to the guard. "Selena is my name." She states, with a short bow. "Taskmage of the Graceful folk."<br> <br>Arimia steps forward with her golem stomping along after. Her banded tail flicks behind her as she continues to talk toward the mouse. She stops a short distance away and says, "Arimia." She doesn't offer anything else, though her Clever Clan seal is visible.<br> <br>Claire steps up as well, smiling and waving to the guard. "Ehehe~ Claire of the Graceful folk here~" she smiles, the dancer bouncing up to the mouse.<br> <br>Kiyasai follows behind the intimidating figure of Mazurek, almost looking like she's trying to sneak on board despite her royal purple ceremonial regalia accompanying her polished heavy armors, a large hammer strapped to her back to create a great irony of a priest. "K-Kiyasai, clever folk. Priest on duty..."<br> <br>Trailing behind Arimia, Annabel's eyes are wide as she stares up at the ships' masts, the tall shark-girl all but bouncing along as they approach. It's with reluctance and a bit of embarassment that she realizes that she'll have to say something to the mouse, glancing back down to earth. "Er, Anna. Just Anna. Water folk, 'course. When do we sail?"<br> <br>The mouse looked at Mazurek, "Private lunch eh...Unit one!" She points to the first boat before a small black rat walks up, "Leeroy...Begger." The mouse rolls her eyes, "Unit three." She listens to female wolf, "Odd Accent on you, Taskmage... Unit 1!" Behind her a yellow tooth Feline with pathes of fur missing speaks up. "Jenkins...Retired warrior." She looks him over, "Unit 3." After pointing to the third boat. "Arimia.....Not much to the name? I'll take you as a wild card, Unit 1." She grumbled as a snow leopard and a cat approached her, "Both of you will be unit one." She smacked her face while looking the Shark. "By the creators, Your the fierces looking one, I would send you to unit three but I have high hops for a Shark... Get on the first boat and wait with the rest we set sell soon as the other captains fill their boats." She shouted to all the unit one members and instructed them to board the boat. "Alright, We are unit one to put it simply we are the ones that are going to clear the ruin itself. Unit three is foot shoulders and unit two is medical and math. Any stupid questions before we sail," The boat starts to leave the port while she talking, "Well too late direct all your stupid questions to the nearest moron with a blank expression on his face and all the smart ones to me." She says gruffly.<br> <br>Mazurek doesn't miss a beat after boarding the first boat, crossing his arms while he asks, "Where are we going, how long do we get there, and what do we do during the trip?" The eleven foot giant lizard smiles after a moment before heading to one side of the boat to gaze at the waves ahead.<br> <br>Selena nods, and strides across to the boat she'd been assigned. "Will we need a tailwind?" She queries, not expecting a response.<br> <br>Arimia narrows her eyes at the mouse's rolling of her eyes at the beggar. She doesn't say anything, however, and makes her way to the ship indicated. She finds somewhere as out of the way as someone with a large golem can get and sits down to wait until they arrive. As she waits she starts to go through her things, pulling out a few easily recognizable items, like a wrist mounted crossbow, and some more suspect looking things, like tools one would use to spring open locks. She seems to be going through and checking she has everything in order. <br> <br>Claire nods enthusiastically as she bounces up the boat, twiling along the way. "Hm.. I wonder what's there in the ruins...? Maybe... trasure? Or something else~! Oohh... I'm getting excited just thinking about it!" she laughs, happily moving over to the first boat.<br> <br>"S-Shouldn't I be in unit two?" Kiyasai manages before she's silenced and she squeaks at the mouse's tone despite her size and wisely chooses not to pursue the matter any further and boards the boat quietly, curling up so her knees are in her arms, picking a comfortable (as comfortable as they get anyway) seat far away from any oars, beside Arimia, and looking a little bit more comfortable now.<br> <br>"I /am/?" Annabel hunches, a bit too close to Arimia as they board the gangplank. "I... I wouldn't say anythin' about fierce, miss, but we /are/ gettin' to sail, right? There was somethin' else about buckling some swash?" Once the ship is moving she runs to the side, hands on the edge as she leans over and tastes the sea breeze. "Wooo!" The shark-girl is lanky and thin, dressed shabbily in a loose shirt and baggy pants with an old, burnished cutlass hanging from her belt; there's a hole cut in the back of the ensemble for a broad, vertically-finned tail, which slaps against the deck somewhat carelessly as she moves, like an overgrown puppy.<br> <br>The red mouse eyes the large lizard, "Stupid question, four to eight hours, Nothing the deck is full stocked with seafolk that are more than capable." She chuckled, "This boat is powered by Water Math below deck. The Sail is mostly for show or a lack of mages." She answered. She looks over the at Arimia and snorts, "Rest of you punks could learn from this pup." She stats not realizing what kinda creatuer Arimia is. "We've got a few hours so make the most of it, thought if a single one of you starts to lose your nerve or writing letters to whatever scum sucker you have back home feel free to swim back to your cuddly little holes in ground." She speaks gruffly as a small shimmer can be seen in distance from the water.<br> <br>Mazurek grins at the mouse while she gives her retort, having been wanting to see how far he could push the rodent. There will not be any writing home for this one, and that shimmer in the water attracts his attention nonetheless even though he is clueless of what it might be heralding. He's watched the sun rise and set over the waters many times before.<br> <br>Kiyasai stays in her curled up position but makes sure that if the rodent ever got injured, treatment would be especially painful, and of course no less effective. "I wish I'd paid more attention in classes over some of these things...I only aced healing and earth magic classes..."<br> <br>Selena looks across at the captain. "Sir. There's something ahead in the water; Some crystals imbued with water magic. With your permission, I'd like to try and remove one for a closer look." She askes, a little concerned.<br> <br>Arimia lifts her head, noticing something, then stands up and quickly moves to the mouse, saying abruptly, "Change course. There's something in the water. Water mathmagic." When she speaks she'd have an accent similar to Selena's, but rougher, less refined in many ways. She then moves forward on the ship, toward the prow, so she can get a better view of what is in the water. | + | <div></div><br> <br>There is a small gathering of Royal guard looking standing around three large ships, in the middle of the group is a large poodle with no clan seal anywhere on his body. He is in chains and down as a small female mouse on rose red armor look to the crowd. "Alright! You've volunteer to help us rid this Felis Island of the apostate scum torturing the inhabitants. This little pup behind me is helping to naviagte all of us to the island in exchange for a little prison time instead of my axe in his chest. Now if you comming aboard step up and give me your name so I can assign you to your unit."<br> <br>The Black Iguana-dragon is one of the first to step up, outfitted like he usually is when in his draconic form. A salute is given just before he announces his name. Well, his title anyway, "Private Lunch of the Lightbringer Unit at your service. Growing Clan."<br> <br>Selena steps forwards to the guard. "Selena is my name." She states, with a short bow. "Taskmage of the Graceful folk."<br> <br>Arimia steps forward with her golem stomping along after. Her banded tail flicks behind her as she continues to talk toward the mouse. She stops a short distance away and says, "Arimia." She doesn't offer anything else, though her Clever Clan seal is visible.<br> <br>Claire steps up as well, smiling and waving to the guard. "Ehehe~ Claire of the Graceful folk here~" she smiles, the dancer bouncing up to the mouse.<br> <br>Kiyasai follows behind the intimidating figure of Mazurek, almost looking like she's trying to sneak on board despite her royal purple ceremonial regalia accompanying her polished heavy armors, a large hammer strapped to her back to create a great irony of a priest. "K-Kiyasai, clever folk. Priest on duty..."<br> <br>Trailing behind Arimia, Annabel's eyes are wide as she stares up at the ships' masts, the tall shark-girl all but bouncing along as they approach. It's with reluctance and a bit of embarassment that she realizes that she'll have to say something to the mouse, glancing back down to earth. "Er, Anna. Just Anna. Water folk, 'course. When do we sail?"<br> <br>The mouse looked at Mazurek, "Private lunch eh...Unit one!" She points to the first boat before a small black rat walks up, "Leeroy...Begger." The mouse rolls her eyes, "Unit three." She listens to female wolf, "Odd Accent on you, Taskmage... Unit 1!" Behind her a yellow tooth Feline with pathes of fur missing speaks up. "Jenkins...Retired warrior." She looks him over, "Unit 3." After pointing to the third boat. "Arimia.....Not much to the name? I'll take you as a wild card, Unit 1." She grumbled as a snow leopard and a cat approached her, "Both of you will be unit one." She smacked her face while looking the Shark. "By the creators, Your the fierces looking one, I would send you to unit three but I have high hops for a Shark... Get on the first boat and wait with the rest we set sell soon as the other captains fill their boats." She shouted to all the unit one members and instructed them to board the boat. "Alright, We are unit one to put it simply we are the ones that are going to clear the ruin itself. Unit three is foot shoulders and unit two is medical and math. Any stupid questions before we sail," The boat starts to leave the port while she talking, "Well too late direct all your stupid questions to the nearest moron with a blank expression on his face and all the smart ones to me." She says gruffly.<br> <br>Mazurek doesn't miss a beat after boarding the first boat, crossing his arms while he asks, "Where are we going, how long do we get there, and what do we do during the trip?" The eleven foot giant lizard smiles after a moment before heading to one side of the boat to gaze at the waves ahead.<br> <br>Selena nods, and strides across to the boat she'd been assigned. "Will we need a tailwind?" She queries, not expecting a response.<br> <br>Arimia narrows her eyes at the mouse's rolling of her eyes at the beggar. She doesn't say anything, however, and makes her way to the ship indicated. She finds somewhere as out of the way as someone with a large golem can get and sits down to wait until they arrive. As she waits she starts to go through her things, pulling out a few easily recognizable items, like a wrist mounted crossbow, and some more suspect looking things, like tools one would use to spring open locks. She seems to be going through and checking she has everything in order. <br> <br>Claire nods enthusiastically as she bounces up the boat, twiling along the way. "Hm.. I wonder what's there in the ruins...? Maybe... trasure? Or something else~! Oohh... I'm getting excited just thinking about it!" she laughs, happily moving over to the first boat.<br> <br>"S-Shouldn't I be in unit two?" Kiyasai manages before she's silenced and she squeaks at the mouse's tone despite her size and wisely chooses not to pursue the matter any further and boards the boat quietly, curling up so her knees are in her arms, picking a comfortable (as comfortable as they get anyway) seat far away from any oars, beside Arimia, and looking a little bit more comfortable now.<br> <br>"I /am/?" Annabel hunches, a bit too close to Arimia as they board the gangplank. "I... I wouldn't say anythin' about fierce, miss, but we /are/ gettin' to sail, right? There was somethin' else about buckling some swash?" Once the ship is moving she runs to the side, hands on the edge as she leans over and tastes the sea breeze. "Wooo!" The shark-girl is lanky and thin, dressed shabbily in a loose shirt and baggy pants with an old, burnished cutlass hanging from her belt; there's a hole cut in the back of the ensemble for a broad, vertically-finned tail, which slaps against the deck somewhat carelessly as she moves, like an overgrown puppy.<br> <br>The red mouse eyes the large lizard, "Stupid question, four to eight hours, Nothing the deck is full stocked with seafolk that are more than capable." She chuckled, "This boat is powered by Water Math below deck. The Sail is mostly for show or a lack of mages." She answered. She looks over the at Arimia and snorts, "Rest of you punks could learn from this pup." She stats not realizing what kinda creatuer Arimia is. "We've got a few hours so make the most of it, thought if a single one of you starts to lose your nerve or writing letters to whatever scum sucker you have back home feel free to swim back to your cuddly little holes in ground." She speaks gruffly as a small shimmer can be seen in distance from the water.<br> <br>Mazurek grins at the mouse while she gives her retort, having been wanting to see how far he could push the rodent. There will not be any writing home for this one, and that shimmer in the water attracts his attention nonetheless even though he is clueless of what it might be heralding. He's watched the sun rise and set over the waters many times before.<br> <br>Kiyasai stays in her curled up position but makes sure that if the rodent ever got injured, treatment would be especially painful, and of course no less effective. "I wish I'd paid more attention in classes over some of these things...I only aced healing and earth magic classes..."<br> <br>Selena looks across at the captain. "Sir. There's something ahead in the water; Some crystals imbued with water magic. With your permission, I'd like to try and remove one for a closer look." She askes, a little concerned.<br> <br>Arimia lifts her head, noticing something, then stands up and quickly moves to the mouse, saying abruptly, "Change course. There's something in the water. Water mathmagic." When she speaks she'd have an accent similar to Selena's, but rougher, less refined in many ways. She then moves forward on the ship, toward the prow, so she can get a better view of what is in the water.<br> <br>Claire leans against one of the ship's masts. "Urgh... I feel... a little seasick..." the cat mumbles, a hand cupped over her mouth to prevent herself from chucking up. She slowly stumbles over to one side of the ship and leans over, grumbling in restrained pain.<br> <br>Annabel stares blankly at the horizon, trying to wrap her mind around something or other... and quite suddenly, she seems afraid. Muttering, she backs away from her position in the forward deck, passing Arimia as she says, "Dunno /what/ it's supposed to be, but no good will come of it. This trip's giving me the willies." <br> <br>The shimmer grows brighter before a espiecally brave sailor tosses a crown inside of the water. The crown lands with a simple splash and nothing happends. "Well I guess we are.." "JEWELS" A cry so loud that most of the crew on both boats turn to see Leeroy leap off the boat and begins swimming towards the gems. "I'M GONNA BE RICH!" The rat makes it close to on of the gems and suddenly his skin start to crack and split open until there is a single water elemental made from the blood of Leeroy. The creature pics up another gem and begins tossing them on the third units ship. The creams are horrible as the blood from the crew leaps out of there body and jumps to the other ships. A dozen of the bloody creatures land on the unit ones ship, each of them rushing the crew with a shrill scream.<br> <br>And Kiyasai demonstrates just why you don't push her into the corner, by the Creator's sweetroll, for she goes into a berserking frenzy with her hammer that she seemed to have trouble weilding before, sending several crushing blows to the elemental attacking her and splattering her gear with Jenkins blood until it is no more than a puddle, and continues to hammer until there is a very evident hole on the floor, screaming.<br> <br>Selena swallows slightly at the sudden appearance of the lementals. "Okay. That was unexpected." She looks towards the remaining crystals and gestures to them. "Do we have any other earth mages? We might be able to get rid of them before they cause any more damage."<br> <br>Annabel parries some, slashes a few, but doesn't make much headway herself against the elemental scourge. Seems to work out all right, her footwork keeping the would-be-pirate out of trouble. She's clear enough from the fray to stop and stare, slack-jawed, at the screaming leopard priestess. "I... just... wow." Clearing her throat, the shark glances around nervously. "Right! So what was that about swimming home?"<br> <br>At some point during the fight the raccoon been replaced by an eight foot long, sinuous dragon with tentacles sprouting out it's sides. After the elementals are defeated the dragon starts to shrink and change, regrowing fur until the raccoon is back to her normal shape. Mostly. The tentacles are still there. She adjust her vest, which seemed to have changed shape with her, and glances into the water wordlessly, looking to see if more of the crystals are down there.<br> <br>Mazurek is quick to rush over to Kiyasai while she is hammering the deck with that huge mallet. He goes so far as to attempt to grab the girl's wrists to prevent her from hammering the floor like Mario is known for in the old Donkey Kong game.<br> <br>Claire scratches her head, chuckles to herself softly. "Eyaaaa~ I was kinda useless in that fight, huh?" she laughs, walking over to the blood pubble and crouching down, poking it. "Hm... blood elementals... interesting..." she murmurs, still poking that blood puddle, she then looks over to Kiyasai and bounces over. "Hey, hey! Calm down, girl!" she says.<br> <br>The blood moves of it own accord and moves into a sold mass that flows into Leeroy elemental standing over the water. The Elemental shift and matches the face feature of the orginal rat. Tear of blood travel down his face, "I just wanted to be ri-" The magic holding his body fade and the blood blashes to the water as the stone glows brighter, The other ships seem to be moderately safe. The mouse in the red armor is shouting orders, "Alright anyone with the barest amount of skill know what the hell just happed?" She yells.<br> <br>Kiyasai does calm down. But she's still writhing in Mazurek's arms. "Don't tell me to calm down or you'll join that puddle of blood down there, you hear me?" She wrests herself free and wipes her hammer dry with one of her skirt sashes. "It was kill or be killed. No other option, the thing had me cornered. Don't talk to me like I don't know how to fight!" Pant, pant, pant.<br> <br>Arimia looks toward the mouse, and says, "Water mathmagic can be used to conjure an elemental crafted of water. Or in this case the liquid inside a body. Blood. I suspect someone put those out her as a trap. Perhaps if the boats had touched them they would have crafted elementals out of the water around them, instead of the poor man's blood. Now. Excuse me." Saying that she turns over and walks to the squirming leopardess saying, "Nobody is questionin' that. Just relax and stop puttin' a hole in the boat, yeah? I smell funny when my fur gets wet."<br> <br>Claire sighs and hugs Kiyasai from behind... at least, as much as she can when her wrists are hand-cuffed to her belt. "There there... calm down Kiyasai. No one said you can't fight. Geez, lighten up~!" she smiles happily. "Nothing good will happen if you're hysterical, eh?" she asks logically.<br> <br>Selena looks across the water in front of her, less concerned about the priest than the other stones there.<br> <br>Selena looks across the water ahead of her, scanning for any more of the crystals that had just been used to conjure blood elementals and making an effort to systematically break them, in order of those nearest the ship to outwards.<br> <br>Mazurek grunts and releases the Leopard without incident, "Instinct can drive you to do things you would normally not do. I know how that is, yet I have been able to learn to control such through discipline. It takes time to accomplish that, so do not think ill of yourself for your loss of control."<br> <br>"It's not...it's not loss of control. I knew just what I was doing but I just have a bad history with blood and the like, alright? Especially, especially if it's trying to kill me. I've had to do some..." Kiyasai cuts herself off and winces at Mazurek, swatting him with her tail and then sitting back down on the floor after she cleans her robes with a bit of help from water magic.<br> <br>The Rocks all shatter with Selena's effort. The mouse grumbles and shakes her head, "Alright, That is why you keep the rejects away from the better qualified." She raises her nose up and a cabin boy rabbit walks behind her, "Miss Risca, The Captain' says well be there in under and hour and that he want you to pay triple from the loss of life." Risca moves her fist quick as lighting and punches the Rabbit in the eye, "My folk men died, If I hear another complaint from that disgusting waste of time, I will have you, him and all three of the ships crew hung and flayed. Tell him to hurry up." She growl as the crying male rabbit scampered back below deck.<br> <br>Arimia moves back to sit down where she was before and starts to sort through her things again. Her golem moves back over to join her, standing impassively. After a couple minutes of looking through her things she holds up a water bottle and says, "Kiyasai, come have a drink of water an' let the adrenaline leave your system." <br> <br>Mazurek rests a hand on Claire's shoulder after he get swatted, "Try not to be instantly cuddly around folks, miss. Some don't like it while others don't care one way or the other."<br> <br>Selena looks back across the deck, and walks across to Arimia, still paying intent attention to the area ahead, particularly after the last trap. |
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There is a small gathering of Royal guard looking standing around three large ships, in the middle of the group is a large poodle with no clan seal anywhere on his body. He is in chains and down as a small female mouse on rose red armor look to the crowd. "Alright! You've volunteer to help us rid this Felis Island of the apostate scum torturing the inhabitants. This little pup behind me is helping to naviagte all of us to the island in exchange for a little prison time instead of my axe in his chest. Now if you comming aboard step up and give me your name so I can assign you to your unit."
The Black Iguana-dragon is one of the first to step up, outfitted like he usually is when in his draconic form. A salute is given just before he announces his name. Well, his title anyway, "Private Lunch of the Lightbringer Unit at your service. Growing Clan."
Selena steps forwards to the guard. "Selena is my name." She states, with a short bow. "Taskmage of the Graceful folk."
Arimia steps forward with her golem stomping along after. Her banded tail flicks behind her as she continues to talk toward the mouse. She stops a short distance away and says, "Arimia." She doesn't offer anything else, though her Clever Clan seal is visible.
Claire steps up as well, smiling and waving to the guard. "Ehehe~ Claire of the Graceful folk here~" she smiles, the dancer bouncing up to the mouse.
Kiyasai follows behind the intimidating figure of Mazurek, almost looking like she's trying to sneak on board despite her royal purple ceremonial regalia accompanying her polished heavy armors, a large hammer strapped to her back to create a great irony of a priest. "K-Kiyasai, clever folk. Priest on duty..."
Trailing behind Arimia, Annabel's eyes are wide as she stares up at the ships' masts, the tall shark-girl all but bouncing along as they approach. It's with reluctance and a bit of embarassment that she realizes that she'll have to say something to the mouse, glancing back down to earth. "Er, Anna. Just Anna. Water folk, 'course. When do we sail?"
The mouse looked at Mazurek, "Private lunch eh...Unit one!" She points to the first boat before a small black rat walks up, "Leeroy...Begger." The mouse rolls her eyes, "Unit three." She listens to female wolf, "Odd Accent on you, Taskmage... Unit 1!" Behind her a yellow tooth Feline with pathes of fur missing speaks up. "Jenkins...Retired warrior." She looks him over, "Unit 3." After pointing to the third boat. "Arimia.....Not much to the name? I'll take you as a wild card, Unit 1." She grumbled as a snow leopard and a cat approached her, "Both of you will be unit one." She smacked her face while looking the Shark. "By the creators, Your the fierces looking one, I would send you to unit three but I have high hops for a Shark... Get on the first boat and wait with the rest we set sell soon as the other captains fill their boats." She shouted to all the unit one members and instructed them to board the boat. "Alright, We are unit one to put it simply we are the ones that are going to clear the ruin itself. Unit three is foot shoulders and unit two is medical and math. Any stupid questions before we sail," The boat starts to leave the port while she talking, "Well too late direct all your stupid questions to the nearest moron with a blank expression on his face and all the smart ones to me." She says gruffly.
Mazurek doesn't miss a beat after boarding the first boat, crossing his arms while he asks, "Where are we going, how long do we get there, and what do we do during the trip?" The eleven foot giant lizard smiles after a moment before heading to one side of the boat to gaze at the waves ahead.
Selena nods, and strides across to the boat she'd been assigned. "Will we need a tailwind?" She queries, not expecting a response.
Arimia narrows her eyes at the mouse's rolling of her eyes at the beggar. She doesn't say anything, however, and makes her way to the ship indicated. She finds somewhere as out of the way as someone with a large golem can get and sits down to wait until they arrive. As she waits she starts to go through her things, pulling out a few easily recognizable items, like a wrist mounted crossbow, and some more suspect looking things, like tools one would use to spring open locks. She seems to be going through and checking she has everything in order.
Claire nods enthusiastically as she bounces up the boat, twiling along the way. "Hm.. I wonder what's there in the ruins...? Maybe... trasure? Or something else~! Oohh... I'm getting excited just thinking about it!" she laughs, happily moving over to the first boat.
"S-Shouldn't I be in unit two?" Kiyasai manages before she's silenced and she squeaks at the mouse's tone despite her size and wisely chooses not to pursue the matter any further and boards the boat quietly, curling up so her knees are in her arms, picking a comfortable (as comfortable as they get anyway) seat far away from any oars, beside Arimia, and looking a little bit more comfortable now.
"I /am/?" Annabel hunches, a bit too close to Arimia as they board the gangplank. "I... I wouldn't say anythin' about fierce, miss, but we /are/ gettin' to sail, right? There was somethin' else about buckling some swash?" Once the ship is moving she runs to the side, hands on the edge as she leans over and tastes the sea breeze. "Wooo!" The shark-girl is lanky and thin, dressed shabbily in a loose shirt and baggy pants with an old, burnished cutlass hanging from her belt; there's a hole cut in the back of the ensemble for a broad, vertically-finned tail, which slaps against the deck somewhat carelessly as she moves, like an overgrown puppy.
The red mouse eyes the large lizard, "Stupid question, four to eight hours, Nothing the deck is full stocked with seafolk that are more than capable." She chuckled, "This boat is powered by Water Math below deck. The Sail is mostly for show or a lack of mages." She answered. She looks over the at Arimia and snorts, "Rest of you punks could learn from this pup." She stats not realizing what kinda creatuer Arimia is. "We've got a few hours so make the most of it, thought if a single one of you starts to lose your nerve or writing letters to whatever scum sucker you have back home feel free to swim back to your cuddly little holes in ground." She speaks gruffly as a small shimmer can be seen in distance from the water.
Mazurek grins at the mouse while she gives her retort, having been wanting to see how far he could push the rodent. There will not be any writing home for this one, and that shimmer in the water attracts his attention nonetheless even though he is clueless of what it might be heralding. He's watched the sun rise and set over the waters many times before.
Kiyasai stays in her curled up position but makes sure that if the rodent ever got injured, treatment would be especially painful, and of course no less effective. "I wish I'd paid more attention in classes over some of these things...I only aced healing and earth magic classes..."
Selena looks across at the captain. "Sir. There's something ahead in the water; Some crystals imbued with water magic. With your permission, I'd like to try and remove one for a closer look." She askes, a little concerned.
Arimia lifts her head, noticing something, then stands up and quickly moves to the mouse, saying abruptly, "Change course. There's something in the water. Water mathmagic." When she speaks she'd have an accent similar to Selena's, but rougher, less refined in many ways. She then moves forward on the ship, toward the prow, so she can get a better view of what is in the water.
Claire leans against one of the ship's masts. "Urgh... I feel... a little seasick..." the cat mumbles, a hand cupped over her mouth to prevent herself from chucking up. She slowly stumbles over to one side of the ship and leans over, grumbling in restrained pain.
Annabel stares blankly at the horizon, trying to wrap her mind around something or other... and quite suddenly, she seems afraid. Muttering, she backs away from her position in the forward deck, passing Arimia as she says, "Dunno /what/ it's supposed to be, but no good will come of it. This trip's giving me the willies."
The shimmer grows brighter before a espiecally brave sailor tosses a crown inside of the water. The crown lands with a simple splash and nothing happends. "Well I guess we are.." "JEWELS" A cry so loud that most of the crew on both boats turn to see Leeroy leap off the boat and begins swimming towards the gems. "I'M GONNA BE RICH!" The rat makes it close to on of the gems and suddenly his skin start to crack and split open until there is a single water elemental made from the blood of Leeroy. The creature pics up another gem and begins tossing them on the third units ship. The creams are horrible as the blood from the crew leaps out of there body and jumps to the other ships. A dozen of the bloody creatures land on the unit ones ship, each of them rushing the crew with a shrill scream.
And Kiyasai demonstrates just why you don't push her into the corner, by the Creator's sweetroll, for she goes into a berserking frenzy with her hammer that she seemed to have trouble weilding before, sending several crushing blows to the elemental attacking her and splattering her gear with Jenkins blood until it is no more than a puddle, and continues to hammer until there is a very evident hole on the floor, screaming.
Selena swallows slightly at the sudden appearance of the lementals. "Okay. That was unexpected." She looks towards the remaining crystals and gestures to them. "Do we have any other earth mages? We might be able to get rid of them before they cause any more damage."
Annabel parries some, slashes a few, but doesn't make much headway herself against the elemental scourge. Seems to work out all right, her footwork keeping the would-be-pirate out of trouble. She's clear enough from the fray to stop and stare, slack-jawed, at the screaming leopard priestess. "I... just... wow." Clearing her throat, the shark glances around nervously. "Right! So what was that about swimming home?"
At some point during the fight the raccoon been replaced by an eight foot long, sinuous dragon with tentacles sprouting out it's sides. After the elementals are defeated the dragon starts to shrink and change, regrowing fur until the raccoon is back to her normal shape. Mostly. The tentacles are still there. She adjust her vest, which seemed to have changed shape with her, and glances into the water wordlessly, looking to see if more of the crystals are down there.
Mazurek is quick to rush over to Kiyasai while she is hammering the deck with that huge mallet. He goes so far as to attempt to grab the girl's wrists to prevent her from hammering the floor like Mario is known for in the old Donkey Kong game.
Claire scratches her head, chuckles to herself softly. "Eyaaaa~ I was kinda useless in that fight, huh?" she laughs, walking over to the blood pubble and crouching down, poking it. "Hm... blood elementals... interesting..." she murmurs, still poking that blood puddle, she then looks over to Kiyasai and bounces over. "Hey, hey! Calm down, girl!" she says.
The blood moves of it own accord and moves into a sold mass that flows into Leeroy elemental standing over the water. The Elemental shift and matches the face feature of the orginal rat. Tear of blood travel down his face, "I just wanted to be ri-" The magic holding his body fade and the blood blashes to the water as the stone glows brighter, The other ships seem to be moderately safe. The mouse in the red armor is shouting orders, "Alright anyone with the barest amount of skill know what the hell just happed?" She yells.
Kiyasai does calm down. But she's still writhing in Mazurek's arms. "Don't tell me to calm down or you'll join that puddle of blood down there, you hear me?" She wrests herself free and wipes her hammer dry with one of her skirt sashes. "It was kill or be killed. No other option, the thing had me cornered. Don't talk to me like I don't know how to fight!" Pant, pant, pant.
Arimia looks toward the mouse, and says, "Water mathmagic can be used to conjure an elemental crafted of water. Or in this case the liquid inside a body. Blood. I suspect someone put those out her as a trap. Perhaps if the boats had touched them they would have crafted elementals out of the water around them, instead of the poor man's blood. Now. Excuse me." Saying that she turns over and walks to the squirming leopardess saying, "Nobody is questionin' that. Just relax and stop puttin' a hole in the boat, yeah? I smell funny when my fur gets wet."
Claire sighs and hugs Kiyasai from behind... at least, as much as she can when her wrists are hand-cuffed to her belt. "There there... calm down Kiyasai. No one said you can't fight. Geez, lighten up~!" she smiles happily. "Nothing good will happen if you're hysterical, eh?" she asks logically.
Selena looks across the water in front of her, less concerned about the priest than the other stones there.
Selena looks across the water ahead of her, scanning for any more of the crystals that had just been used to conjure blood elementals and making an effort to systematically break them, in order of those nearest the ship to outwards.
Mazurek grunts and releases the Leopard without incident, "Instinct can drive you to do things you would normally not do. I know how that is, yet I have been able to learn to control such through discipline. It takes time to accomplish that, so do not think ill of yourself for your loss of control."
"It's not...it's not loss of control. I knew just what I was doing but I just have a bad history with blood and the like, alright? Especially, especially if it's trying to kill me. I've had to do some..." Kiyasai cuts herself off and winces at Mazurek, swatting him with her tail and then sitting back down on the floor after she cleans her robes with a bit of help from water magic.
The Rocks all shatter with Selena's effort. The mouse grumbles and shakes her head, "Alright, That is why you keep the rejects away from the better qualified." She raises her nose up and a cabin boy rabbit walks behind her, "Miss Risca, The Captain' says well be there in under and hour and that he want you to pay triple from the loss of life." Risca moves her fist quick as lighting and punches the Rabbit in the eye, "My folk men died, If I hear another complaint from that disgusting waste of time, I will have you, him and all three of the ships crew hung and flayed. Tell him to hurry up." She growl as the crying male rabbit scampered back below deck.
Arimia moves back to sit down where she was before and starts to sort through her things again. Her golem moves back over to join her, standing impassively. After a couple minutes of looking through her things she holds up a water bottle and says, "Kiyasai, come have a drink of water an' let the adrenaline leave your system."
Mazurek rests a hand on Claire's shoulder after he get swatted, "Try not to be instantly cuddly around folks, miss. Some don't like it while others don't care one way or the other."
Selena looks back across the deck, and walks across to Arimia, still paying intent attention to the area ahead, particularly after the last trap.
