Intro Log: February 2015

[highseasmods]

WELCOME NEW CHARACTERS!
Have an intro log for the month of February!

Who: Any and all new characters, as well as anyone hanging out on or around Isla Empieza!
Where: Near the fountain in the town center.
When: New characters will arrive around February 8th! The log is good for as long as you need it.
What: You've just been dropped on your head in a weird new world. Time to figure out what the heck is going on!
Status: VERY OPEN.

This time of year, wouldn't it be nice to have one last picturesque snow fall to round out the gentleness of winter? Too bad it’s a raging blizzard and ice slicked streets that await you upon your awakening to Empieza. The most you’ll find to greet you outside is snow, cold, the occasional ice pellets to the face, and a small herd miniature yak that have somehow gotten loose from their pen and seems largely unaffected by the cold as they roam around.

Inside you will find open hearths and warm greetings; explanations, too, if you need them. The locals have grown quite used to outworlders and can tell you most anything you need to know. While you’re tucked up by the fireside, you’ll be sure to see certain fliers for some kind of Frosty Heart Festival. What could that be about?

Feel free to throw your characters here if you need a place for them to get situated and start figuring things out! Start new threads, tag into others, meet the people who might just become part of your crew! Older characters will be in and out, too, depending who is on the island at the current time.

HAVE FUN! And welcome to High Seas!

Comments

[blastgoodform]

Oh, believe me, he is very familiar with wooden ships. He could hardly even imagine commandeering one with a metal hull, but to him, it sounds too fancy. Are those things even publicly available? Before he can even blurt out a response, he is cut off by her next few words.

The same ideas twirled through his head, though he doubted this woman would hardly be up for his style of sailing. Still, if this was meant to be a lure, then she had Hook ensnared. Admittedly, this was fairly delicious bait, if that counted for anything.

"It appears as though we have similar goals, then. Tell me, my dear, when are you planning on leaving Empieza?"

[divinerighttorule]

"I haven't decided exactly. Whenever I find a suitable vessel and sailing companion," Azula murmured easily enough, keeping her voice young. Young enough not to sound like a threat. "Soon, I think."

They could help each other. Whatever came of all this, there was a bargain or two to be made before they wore out their usefulness for another. First things first, though.

"Would you care to join me for dinner, Captain? We could discuss business a bit more thoroughly."

[blastgoodform]

Normally, Hook hates anybody even remotely youthful. But Azula seems...different. Educated. Perhaps it is her alleged ties to royalty, but for whatever reason, Hook can't help but be somewhat charmed by the way she speaks.

"I would be delighted to accompany you, madam."

This would be the start of something beneficial to the captain. At this point, he was sure of it.

[divinerighttorule]

"I stay at The High Noon. If you'd meet me there at... say five o'clock? I'm not sure what hour you're accustomed to having supper."

She knew how to speak, certainly to an admiral, as she'd decided to consider this man. So, it was simple enough to make the offer. He'd certainly prove a useful ally as she acquainted herself with sailing.

[blastgoodform]

Hook truly didn't care about what time he'd be eating his dinner, nor the dinner itself. This was an opportunity for an open forum between the two of them, and he likely would've taken whatever time or place she offered. After all, this woman was indeed looking to be a valuable asset.

"Aye, those are agreeable arrangements. It's settled, then?"

[divinerighttorule]

"Excellent."

She offered her own style of bow again, giving the faintest of smiles. It was a cautious expression, certainly, but there was hope. He did, at least, have a good amount of experience she needed.

"I look forward to then, Captain."

[blastgoodform]

"I as well, my dear."

The captain does not give another extravegent bow, instead offering a simple nod. There's no need to make a ham out of himself at that point, considering how he was no longer trying to impress this woman. With a simple "take care, princess", Hook is quick to walk away. After all, there's hardly any need to converse no that their business here had concluded.