Open Pirate RP

[flint-n-steel]

I only have two rules,
1. Follow the Pokecharms Rules
2. Don't steal the light from all the other RPers and leave them in the shade
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Name : Jonas "Silvertooth" Mainsail
Age : 15
Appearance : Wears a plain blue bandanna and it's wrapped on his head. He wears a black vest, which he leaves open and wears a white shirt under it. A couple buttons at he top are unbuttoned. He wears black pants and black boots. He has accessories which are two small golden rings which are hung on his ear helix on each of his ears. He has a silver tooth in place of his upper right canine. He has long, brown hair which goes until his nape, and long bangs. He is tan skinned and has brown eyes. Has a scar under his right eye.
Personality : Loves cheating, can be a bit flirty, is a good leader, adventurous, free spirited and sharply clever.
Weapons : He uses his gunans is dagger. He is skilled at skullduggery, and has little experience in weather magic.
Backstory : He never knew his parents. He was raised at an adoption shelter, adopted by some people and was eventually released into pirate life, and was contracted. He got the scar under his right eye because of a fight with an enemy captain's first mate.
Other : His favorite food is octopus, great white shark and other apex predators. His favorite colors are blue and green. He is heterosexual. He values companionship more than treasure. He is currently in a contract with Captain Blackguard.
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It was a cold, stormy night. Jonas had been cleaning a cannon, when suddenly, he had noticed that his ship was under attack. Briar. Briar was Captain Blackguard's arch nemesis. Jonas was told to shoot a cannon at the opposing ship. He gladly shot at it, but it missed, "Arr! Ye fools don't even know how to aim!" Yelled Blackguard at everyone. Jonas had an annoyed face. The cannons were empty now. Both weather mages of opposite ships were fighting at each other with the weather. Some of the enemies had crawled onto Jonas ship. Two were coming at him. He readied his gun, and quickly shot one of them in the shoulder, then the other shoulder and then straight in the head. He instantly died. The other charged at Jonas. Jonas took out out his dagger and stabbed the man. He grabbed him by the shirt, tripped him and threw him on the ground, as he stabbed him through his head. He hen looked at Captain Blackguard, who wasn't too much of a good pirate himself, was in a hard spot. The enemy's first mate had been getting the upper hand on Blackguard. Jonas sighed. There was steam on the ship they were fighting on. The first mate couldn't see Jonas approach but he did feel, the clubbing of Jonas gun on his back. The first mate quickly turned around and scarred Jonas under his right eye, as Jonas quickly shot him. That's where Jonas' s scar came from. The first mate died. Blackguard looked at Jonas, "Good job, sailor." He said as he ran into a bigger fight. He didn't even intend on finding out Jonas' s name. Suddenly the two dueling weather mages had killed each other. The two ships were sinking, and the storm was out of control! The enemy ship disappeared into the sea first, as its passengers swam away. Five rowboats were there on Blackguard's ship, but Jonas thought not. He quickly ran under deck to see if there was any passengers not on top, and he found a cook, who was trembling in his kitchen, "Get up, and run!" The cook didn't hear him. Jonas forced him upwards, and the cook got up. Jonas then went to the cargo hold. He found a young cabin boy named 'Jim' "Help!" Cried Jim. He seemed to be stuck under a barrel. Jonas tried to use magic to free him. But the sinking ship wouldn't let him focus, he was thrown to the side of the room, cracking his shoulder, "Aaagh!" He cried in pain. He then ran furiously into the barrel, and put his dagger in it, and broke it open, letting out all the red wine, "Quick, get up!" He told Jim. Jim did as he was told, and his life was saved. When Jim left, Jonas quickly grabbed t'en doublons and left. The last rowboat was there. Jonas quickly jumped on it, "Hey, look! Silvertooth saved Jim and the cook!" Said some mates. Jonas was quite known around the ship, they called him Silvertooth. The crew then sailed to land. There was quite some space as it was the last rowboat and there was only a few mates there. They sailed El Ocsisnarf. Blackguard had decided to lead the crew to El Negro - The Black Wolf's Tavern.

 

[Dark Soul]

Name : Rory “Lioness” Lynch
Age : 21
Appearance: Brown-haired, bright grey eyes and freckled all over. She has a few long scars on her arm and one running down her neck. She wears leather knee-high boots, white cotton dress with a brown vest and a leather corset over it, and gloves with protective bracers.

Personality: Rory is the fiercest and most bawdy lass on the high seas; feisty and indomitable, she travels from port to port looking for liquor holes, brawls and adventures. Even in fights to the death she can’t keep a straight face, enjoying the mayhem far too much. Her mania keeps her from being of any use as a leader.

Weapons: As something of a collector of things to hurt with, Rory has a small arsenal of weapons. Her largest is a crossbow that she can fire regular and explosive bolts with over long distances. In close quarters she fights with a swashbuckler’s sword in one hand and a dagger in the other. Finally, she can trip and strike enemies with bolas and a long leather whip. She keeps the crossbow strapped to her back and the rest hanging from her belt. Sometimes, Rory’s spirit glows so hot that a magic flares up and her skin breaks out in flames, hurting others but not her.

Backstory: Rory’s parents, refugees from Ireland, died when a tropical storm hit the cove they lived in. Rory, still a young child, wandered hopelessly until she was adopted by the Black Cats, a roaming all-female pirate crew whose name struck terror in the hearts of most. Over the years she went from a shy child to a wild and hardy fighter who could outdrink the best, manning the cannons of the warship Athena. For reasons unknown to others she left the Black Cats some two years ago and has been making cash as a sellsword and adventurer, spending it on rum, weapons and hookers.

Other: She plays the hurdy-gurdy, and plays it well; At times, when she's drunk, she will regale other pubgoers with a beautiful melody on the strange instrument.

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Much as the name of the place was unfortunate, El Negro sold swill of the highest quality- And by that, Rory meant that it was cheap by the pint and strong enough to strip paint from wood.

Rory sat in a dimly lit corner of the tavern, feet up on the round table, ignoring the sideways glances from some of the other patrons. A girl drinking alone always attracted undue attention; She’d already had to pull her dagger at one thug, which fortunately got the message across to all the other men.

The lair of the Black Wolf, the townsfolk has whispered about the tavern to her. The swill wasn’t the only reason she’d come. If she could get the Black Wolf to hire her, she would have some cash to burn and maybe even earn a little prestige. For now, though, she couldn’t see the man from where she was sitting. Didn’t really know what to look for. She didn’t have any other place to be, though, so she’d keep looking.

She hoped he’d make her prove her mettle with a bar brawl. She was itching to throw a punch.

 

[flint-n-steel]

Jonas stood up, "I'm bored." He looked around the tavern. He was itching to woo any gal in the tavern. He saw a cambiante - a weather mage- sitting on a table, alone. She seemed to have white, wavy long hair, red eyes and she was a bit short. There was another girl sitting right in the middle of the whole tavern, and she seemed to have a crowd around her. A privateer it seemed. Her name was Anne Read. She seemed taller in height. He decided to go to the first girl.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" Jonas asked. The cambiante narrowed her eyes, "It depends. Not many people like to sit next to me." She said, as she cut a little piece of meat, and ate it, "Really? Well, that's strange ; last time I saw a pretty gal, tons of people swooned around her." Jonas said casually. The cambiante gasped and blushed, swinging away the chair Jonas was about to sit on, using magic, "Why exactly are y-you here?" She asked. Jonas smirked as he closed his face up with hers, "You know. Just to...Make a new....," He said, "friend." He said as he made some distance between his face and hers. Her face became red.

Blackguard then called Jonas, "Aw, guess this is goodbye. I'll have to go now." He said.

"He is my captain after all." He went out with Blackguard.

 

[Dark Soul]

There was a company of men that entered the seedy pub, looking wet, ragged and exhausted- like they had only just survived the worst that the sea could throw at them. It wasn't too hard to think of why the crew was looking for the Black Wolf's help; They looked like they had lost everything, and would need to start anew.

One of the crew, a boy who looked scarcely old enough to be part of a pirate crew, nevertheless sat down by a young female mage's side. If a man invaded Rory's personal space the way he was doing with that girl, it would have earned him a hammerpunch to the privates. The mage looked bashfully amused, though, so Rory didn't feel the need to come to her aid.

The crew was called away by their boss almost immediately after that, and the boy and his compatriots left through the front door as suddenly as they had arrived. Rory chugged the last of her swill and stood up. Certainly now the Black Wolf would have a moment of his time to pay her attention, having finished his talk with the other captain. She wobbled her way to the same corner the other captain had gone to find the Black Wolf, looking for anyone matching his description.

 

[flint-n-steel]

Some old man with a quite muscular body, long hair, and red eyes with a large scar across his torso, stood at the bar table looking for anyone who wanted a drink or a job, he saw a woman asking people for whereabouts of The Black Wolf, “That’s me, lassie. Lookin’ for jobs or for dinks, eh?” The Black Wolf Asked the woman, “If yer lookin’ for some wine, it’s only 16 doubloons, as ye probably know. If yer lookin’ for a job, then sorry lass, but we’re not hirin’ as of now. If you wanna earn some money though, ya can follow that boy and his captain. I heard they’re goin’ to get some treasure some place hidden in those here island, don’t get me into these types of things though. G’day, lass.” He dismissed her as he continued wiping a glass.

“So what did ya call me here for, cap’n?” Asked Jonas. “Mainsail,” said Blackguard. So he finally had the time to remember Jonas’s name, “ya saved me life back there in that fight. Thank ye.” Said Captain Blackguard. Jonas stayed quiet. Did the captain hit his head on a cannon? This wasn’t normally like him. “Uh, you’re welcome, I guess..” Said Jonas while rubbing the back of his head. “And for that, me and you, we’re goin’ to get some treasure.” That did it. That made Jonas be more excited than he ever was. Treasure. Not normal treasure. But treasure that was going to be shared evenly. Jonas had something different in mind though, “Ey, cap’n. Why don’t we make this a bit spicier, eh? How about, instead of us sharing the treasure, we can, y’know, compete a bit,eh? I mean, nothing’s better than heaps of gold, jewels and doubloons to yourself, eh?” Asked Jonas. Blinded by the possible riches, Captain Blackguard agreed. Little did he know, Jonas was definitely going to use his skullduggery skills to his advantage.