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

[elissacousland]

[Elissa leans to peer at the map and then snaps a second glow stick, causing the plastic tube to erupt into a bluish light. She looks around to make sure no one is near enough to her to be in danger of getting bumped before she pitches the stick further along the trail. The glow stick flies in a spinning motion and hits the ground with a bounce and a tumble.

The Warden remains still for a few heartbeats as if waiting for something to happen.]

Perhaps it is merely a mistake with the ink.

[crackpotcrocker]

...Maybe it's a small town?

[Without a key or legend it was impossible to say for sure what that could be. The thought of an oncoming attack Crocker begins to jigger and grabs the reload rifle he's been carrying and he's twitching because who knows what will pop up in the dark but if they were going to deal with something on the supernatural level... Crocker knew that this rifle is completely unless! And is going to follow closely behind Elissa with his eye twitching everywhere and making use of what he can of his eye behind his head.]

[bloodheels]

It could also be something like a lake.

[She carefully took a few more steps forwards. Her eyes looking around at all times, she could go on ahead and check to see if there was anything near by, she figured in that way she could help.]

Would it be okay if I go on ahead, check things out? At least that way we'll know if there is anything near by or not?

[maskedtyrant]

I think we're a bit too far in for a cartographer.

[You're not the only one who can be sarcastic, Alex. Codi ignores most other suggestions, instead watching the fresh glowstick sail into the dim path ahead.]

[It lands after a few rolling bounces. It seems that there's a decent-sized clearing ahead, which the light only manages to vaguely outline with odd shadows of overgrown brush and leafless trees. A few skittering shapes evacuate the area before their forms can be clearly illuminated.]

[In the center is a small mound of dead leaves.]

...Or it could be that. [Codi takes a careful step forward, then stops and turns to Lenalee.] I mean, you could. I won't stop you.

[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.]