-The Mythics RP-

Raven on the other hand was wide awake and seething inside. less eerie?! did she want him to remove the scars as WELL as the hood?
Fine then, if she wouldn't take the opportunity in front of her, the LIFETIME of experience... he would track them along the coast. yes, that's what he would do. it was more effort but possible.

He masked his anger with an emotionless stare as he flipped the hood back onto his head.
"What would you have me do before I take my leave, Captain?"

trust...trust was key.
The Harpy stood, leaning perilously on the beam, supported by the rope still in her grasp as she glanced among the newly formed crew before finally settling a penetrating gaze on Vhanya.
"Alright Captain," she started, aware that her tone would likely spark a note of irritation from the Scorpion.
"You've got yourself the start of a crew and a hint at an idea of a destination, but we are far from ready to set off—as you probably know—and I've got places to be. So now, oh great "Queen" of the Quicksilver, tell us what the plan is, and let's get this show on the road. Do you know where to find the rest of your crew, or do you need eyes and ears to find them for you?"
Her tone gradually shifted as she spoke, more genuine in her questions, less sarcastic. The Harpy glanced at Galen and the other Harpy woman—another name she hadn't learned—as she finished, avoiding acknowledging the Phoenix.

The sun was fully intent on rising now. Her pocketwatch currently stashed in her cabin on the ship, Vhanya could only estimate the time. She raised a hand to shield her eyes from the hazy morning light, and figured it was around a quarter past five. They’d need to start moving soon, either to gather more crewmates or to ready the Quicksilver for sailing, the skies looked clear enough.

She was attempting to be long-suffering with the Harpies, but as Galen launched himself away from the starboard and into the salty air she felt a slight pang of annoyance, it was rather quite unfair that such Mythics could fly around as they pleased.
They’ll make an excellent crew, though. Being able to fly past the ratlines to the sails will be much more efficient, Vhanya reasoned, and she knew to prize efficiency.

She tucked her tail into a loose leg of her trousers as she listened to the questioning of the hooded Mythic and Ember. She regarded the former for a long, quiet moment, then finally spoke with a slight sigh. “I’ve changed my mind. You may join the crew.”

She turned to Ember and started to walk towards the prow, gesturing for the woman to follow, “you’ll be my Quartermistress, aye?“
She talked steadily, the Harpy had asked for a Captain, and she would get one; starting with orders.
“I want more hands. Take a partner and scout for potential crewmates. Keep your wings hidden- during the day the souls around here are a little less drunk and more likely to notice a Mythic. Is that all clear?”

Vhanya stopped at the fore, arms akimbo, and turned to face the motley collection of Mythics aboard the ship.
“Expect for us to set sail tomorrow, as close to daybreak as possible if all goes well. I’m expecting all of you to pull your weight.“

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“We can’t fix the past,” Alayna said coldly. Her fingernails pressed hard into the wooden fibers of the counter.
She didn’t meet Wilroc’s gaze.
“You can go scout. I’m going to pack. Feel free to tell any of the pack members I’m leaving here.” Her eyes flitted around the baking supplies surrounding her as she mentally started planning what she wanted to do first. She pushed a hand through her hair absently.
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The sun was fully intent on rising now. Her pocketwatch currently stashed in her cabin on the ship, Vhanya could only estimate the time. She raised a hand to shield her eyes from the hazy morning light, and figured it was around a quarter past five. They’d need to start moving soon, either to gather more crewmates or to ready the Quicksilver for sailing, the skies looked clear enough.

She was attempting to be long-suffering with the Harpies, but as Galen launched himself away from the starboard and into the salty air she felt a slight pang of annoyance, it was rather quite unfair that such Mythics could fly around as they pleased.
They’ll make an excellent crew, though. Being able to fly past the ratlines to the sails will be much more efficient, Vhanya reasoned, and she knew to prize efficiency.

She tucked her tail into a loose leg of her trousers as she listened to the questioning of the hooded Mythic and Ember. She regarded the former for a long, quiet moment, then finally spoke with a slight sigh. “I’ve changed my mind. You may join the crew.”

She turned to Ember and started to walk towards the prow, gesturing for the woman to follow, “you’ll be my Quartermistress, aye?“
She talked steadily, the Harpy had asked for a Captain, and she would get one; starting with orders.
“I want more hands. Take a partner and scout for potential crewmates. Keep your wings hidden- during the day the souls around here are a little less drunk and more likely to notice a Mythic. Is that all clear?”

Vhanya stopped at the fore, arms akimbo, and turned to face the motley collection of Mythics aboard the ship.
“Expect for us to set sail tomorrow, as close to daybreak as possible if all goes well. I’m expecting all of you to pull your weight.“

@Isabella5Storm3
@-Shade-
@-Kiwi-
@Amer
@Lacy Duckwing
(Hey RD, can you give me a brief rundown of the ranking/duties of a Qurtermistress/master? I have a vague idea, but I want to get it completely accurate)
 
(Hey RD, can you give me a brief rundown of the ranking/duties of a Qurtermistress/master? I have a vague idea, but I want to get it completely accurate)
(They’re the first mate, pretty much! (*correcting this, they are comparable to a first mate but are a little higher in ranking. Essentially the second-in-command) They’re next in ranking, below the captain. They take over handling the crew when the captain isn’t available, and usually they’re the ones that deal with the record keeping. I can find some articles if you like, too!
 
(They’re the first mate, pretty much! They’re next in ranking, below the captain. They take over handling the crew when the captain isn’t available, and usually they’re the ones that deal with the record keeping. I can find some articles if you like, too!
(Ahh I knew that position by a different name.
In Captain Blood it is just called the “Ship Master.”)
 
(They’re the first mate, pretty much! (*correcting this, they are comparable to a first mate but are a little higher in ranking. Essentially the second-in-command) They’re next in ranking, below the captain. They take over handling the crew when the captain isn’t available, and usually they’re the ones that deal with the record keeping. I can find some articles if you like, too!
(Ahh I knew that position by a different name.
In Captain Blood it is just called the “Ship Master.”)
(YESSSSSSSSSSSSS, I GET TO ORDER PEOPLE AROUND, I might wait for a couple other responses before I RP Ember again)
 
im jumping in..

Lucia was tired. (it is evening right?)It had been a good day - she did well in school, had gotten a raise from the elderly farmer she helps out, and for supper her favorite meal had been prepared. As the moon rose over the mountain cabin she lived in, she found herself slipping into sleep.


Lucia opened her eyes in the forest, like usual. Oh, sometimes I love being a Wolfwalker, she thought as she looked around the familiar ground. Both her parents were Wolfwalkers, so she knew from a young age she'd be one too. Her first wolf experience was not a surprise - her mom had told her what it was like. As long as no one else is here, I may as well walk around, she thought. Silently, she stalked after an owl, watching it chase and capture a mouse. Sitting down by a tree, she relaxed and took in the peaceful scenery around her.
 

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