March Medly (continued) - Snow and Death

[maskedtyrant]

Who: Crews of the Sinewave, Triton's Mistress, and anyone they happen to encounter/pick up land-side.
Where: southern ocean, any of the ships involved, the island of Muertos; backdated prompt at Gun Frontier.
When: Roughly 3/16 to the end of March; backdated prompt happens around 3/8-ish.
What: Following the Navy Battle, the combined crews happen upon a map to a shard in the middle of Muertos! They sail there and also possibly look out for the haunted treasure that Dog hinted at. Backdated prompt--meet n' greet, Sinewave and Mistress-style!
Warnings: Language mostly, talk of death, maybe violence. Will updated as needed.
Style: Prose or action, whichever you'd like!
Status: Semi-open to crews in the area, possibly also chasing Muertos's treasure.

Another mingle! Please specify where you are and when it happens in the header. Feel free to make subthreads for parties or other large gatherings if you'd like.

Have fun!

Comments

[oneofthelost]

[Alex frowns.

Not at Codi, not really. Because nothing she's saying actually matters. What matters is that very clear pile of leaves. It's too obvious and constructed to be just a natural collection.]

So. Who wants to lose their hand?

[Because that's really seeming the most likely.

...And she's the one with the supernatural healing, so, well. She can imagine how this conversation is going to go.]

[elissacousland]

[Elissa draws her weapons with a nearly imperceptible hiss of metal against leather. She casts a bit of a smirk in Alex's direction.]

If I lose a hand to something and will survive? Please kill me. Perhaps Jones will reattach it.

[She could be joking. Maybe. It is something to ponder.]

The third rune on each of my blades is to provide extra damage against the undead. If these skeletal creatures do not fit that requirement, I am not certain what does.

You go left, Alex? And I will go right? Watch for other dangers underfoot. That mound of leaves could be a concealed pit trap or it could be trying to encourage us to avoid it in order to stumble into other traps just outside of its borders. I would suggest walking around it with care until we know for certain.

[Lowering herself into a crouch, Elissa all but faded from view and her footsteps became nearly silent.]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel can't believe that a well constructed mound of leaves is that blob on the map but it is well piled to be a natural occurrence.]

Oh no. Don't any of you look at me.

[Had this been 'X' marks the spot Crocker would had gone into the pile without a second thought. Meanwhile, Denzel is just going to follow Codi.]