-The Mythics RP-

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Would anyone be so kind as to give me a super brief catch up on what’s going on? Just the basic stuff.

Spoiler: (Part) RP Summary

Half of the RP, with Ember, Vhanya, Galen, Lichen, and Raven

(Summary by Cap)

 

[Isabella6Storm4]

Galen froze, his body going rigid in the corner of Ember's vision and she glanced at him, tracking his gaze toward the edge of the docks.
It was unusually difficult to interpret what her sixth sense was trying to tell her, the mess of alarm and familiarity weaving and twisting her sense.
A mythic- no- a threat. Both? A soldier or pirate maybe? No... Definitely a mythic, but...
Ember slowly reached up and unclipped her cloak, letting the cloth drop to the deck. Long, black wings tensed against her back, prickling warily, the crimson-red tips gracefully brushing the deck boards as they shifted.
Her eyes locked on the dark figure standing at the end of the boarding plank, watching the scene on the Quicksilver silent and motionless.
She paced forward tensely, still gripping her pistol.
"What do you want?"
Her voice cut the dim, misty air, carrying down to the dock.

@RDchicken99
@-Kiwi-
@Isabella5Storm3

@_-Captain BRM-_
(CAP we need to get you in this party somehow)

The third one was interesting, she must be a hybrid. No, pay attention. He'd better make this quick, the male Harpy was about to bolt. Raven shook himself from his thoughts. He'd been around a bit and knew the drill.
Slowly he drew his pistol, dropped it with a thud onto the dock, and kicked it away.
"I want many things," He wished his voice sounded more...perhaps the word was relaxed. there was no hiding the strained rattling that came from his throat when he spoke. "but I won't bore you with a sob story, I want a job aboard this ship of," he glanced at the Aqrabaumelu and pointed, "yours"

 

[-Kiwi-]

Galen continued to inch back, franticly scanning the docs, the water, even the ship, what was wrong? Experience had taught him caution.
He froze as his eyes rested on a figure standing on the docs...watching them.

Galen froze, his body going rigid in the corner of Ember's vision and she glanced at him, tracking his gaze toward the edge of the docks.
It was unusually difficult to interpret what her sixth sense was trying to tell her, the mess of alarm and familiarity weaving and twisting her sense.
A mythic- no- a threat. Both? A soldier or pirate maybe? No... Definitely a mythic, but...
Ember slowly reached up and unclipped her cloak, letting the cloth drop to the deck. Long, black wings tensed against her back, prickling warily, the crimson-red tips gracefully brushing the deck boards as they shifted.
Her eyes locked on the dark figure standing at the end of the boarding plank, watching the scene on the Quicksilver silent and motionless.
She paced forward tensely, still gripping her pistol.
"What do you want?"
Her voice cut the dim, misty air, carrying down to the dock.

@RDchicken99
@-Kiwi-
@Isabella5Storm3

@_-Captain BRM-_
(CAP we need to get you in this party somehow)

Lichen’s claw tipped hand slid to her hip to grip the dagger that was strapped there. It was quiet. Too quiet.
The waves lapped at the hull of the ship, the sharp noise making her feel on edge. The air seemed heavy. Dark.

 

[Blue Raptor]

@-Kiwi- Wo ist Will…?

 

[Isabella6Storm4]

@-Kiwi- Wo ist Will…?

(Meteor took care of him, he gooonnnnneee)

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

Galen froze, his body going rigid in the corner of Ember's vision and she glanced at him, tracking his gaze toward the edge of the docks.
It was unusually difficult to interpret what her sixth sense was trying to tell her, the mess of alarm and familiarity weaving and twisting her sense.
A mythic- no- a threat. Both? A soldier or pirate maybe? No... Definitely a mythic, but...
Ember slowly reached up and unclipped her cloak, letting the cloth drop to the deck. Long, black wings tensed against her back, prickling warily, the crimson-red tips gracefully brushing the deck boards as they shifted.
Her eyes locked on the dark figure standing at the end of the boarding plank, watching the scene on the Quicksilver silent and motionless.
She paced forward tensely, still gripping her pistol.
"What do you want?"
Her voice cut the dim, misty air, carrying down to the dock.

@RDchicken99
@-Kiwi-
@Isabella5Storm3

@_-Captain BRM-_
(CAP we need to get you in this party somehow)

The third one was interesting, she must be a hybrid. No, pay attention. He'd better make this quick, the male Harpy was about to bolt. Raven shook himself from his thoughts. He'd been around a bit and knew the drill.
Slowly he drew his pistol, dropped it with a thud onto the dock, and kicked it away.
"I want many things," He wished his voice sounded more...perhaps the word was relaxed. there was no hiding the strained rattling that came from his throat when he spoke. "but I won't bore you with a sob story, I want a job aboard this ship of," he glanced at the Aqrabaumelu and pointed, "yours"

Lichen’s claw tipped hand slid to her hip to grip the dagger that was strapped there. It was quiet. Too quiet.
The waves lapped at the hull of the ship, the sharp noise making her feel on edge. The air seemed heavy. Dark.

@RDchicken99

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

(CAP we need to get you in this party somehow)

*Me daydreaming about Tay and characters I haven't already made while passively avoiding BYC*

I think im just going to huck her into the Cove. She got stuck in really stupid thick bad-pacing mud, and I want her outttt

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

*Me daydreaming about Tay and characters I haven't already made while passively avoiding BYC*

I think im just going to huck her into the Cove. She got stuck in really stupid thick bad-pacing mud, and I want her outttt

Not because of you Lacy!!!

I had no game plan going in, however I did learn a lot about Tay and you one hand dude (who I actually love), so there were benefits, just nothing of gold, bro.

 

[Amer]

(Me, who just came back from the island of Puerto Rico and is reading Captain Blood (greatest pirate book I’ve ever read never mind that it is the only one)
MY RPING SKILLS ARE UNSTOPPABLE)

 

[Amer]

Name: Coal
Gender: male
Age:19
Species: phoenix
Physical Appearance: He’s that one friend, the one that looks like he’s been malnourished from birth, but is surprisingly strong. His slightliness provides a great advantage in flight, and he has better endurance than many. He is also pretty short at 5’5”. He has brown skin, coal-black eyes, and greasy, shoulder-length black hair. His feathers are mostly black with red edges. He has deerskin pants and a cloth shirt that goes down the front and around his waist.
Personality: He is fearless and impulsive. He loved fire. And he loves women, too.
Backstory (optional)retty typical phoenix backstory.

Name: Martha
Gender: female
Age: 37
Species: human
Physical Appearance: to say that giving birth to eight children and working in a bakery had no affect on her figure would be a lie. She’s a little plumper than the standard of the time called for, but she is trying to maintain her weight. Wears her hair up in brown ringlets. Fair skin. A button nose and blue eyes. A round face and slight double chin(this was desirable at the time. source:trust me bro). Is always wearing makeup. Wears a baker’s uniform at work but dresses up quite fancily otherwise, despite her modest salary. Puts great effort into her appearance.
Personality: Her demure attitude belies the fact that she’s scraping and struggling to keep everything tied up in a neat bow, even as it’s falling apart. Thanks to her pride and stubbornness, she is not going to ask for help! Knows little of the Mythics and is very afraid of them. Always tired.
Backstory (optional): Martha was the resplendent wife of a moderately wealthy merchant, living at home, taking care of the house and doting on their eight children. Her husband Gerald was often at sea, she didn’t see him much, but their relationship was a loving one. When Martha was 36, life insurance was only starting in the colony. And certainly Gerald didn’t need it! He was healthy as a horse!
His ship was captured by pirates and he was never heard from again.
All of his money went to Martha, but, she knew it wouldn’t last. After mourning for a year, she began working at the bakery with Layna, who I just realized has a story almost identical to hers(look I wanted to make Layna a nice friend). She wakes up and arrives at the bakery at 4 am and bakes until noon. While she is gone, her oldest child (a 14 year old boy) watches the house. Then she comes home and does the usual duties of a housewife (which were a lot before modern appliances.) Her meager income is enough to feed her large family, but she fears she is watching the curtain close on her fine house as her savings drain away. Soon, she may have to sell it.
Martha rarely has time to herself anymore, but when she is out, she wonders whether a man would look her way and marry someone her age. The prospects are grim.