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Post by ferahgoknifeblade on Mar 22, 2003 20:17:52 GMT -5
Ferahgo had no patience left. 17 days sailing, and they were not at the distination, the Lone Isles. He was riding aboard a sea rat ship. It was part of a small fleet, including the large ship,Pain Bringer, and two small skiffs. Ferahgo hated sea rats. Dirty, disgusting creatures. That was when the cannon shot was heard. And they were not firing.
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Post by Cerridwen on Mar 24, 2003 23:32:00 GMT -5
Rinn Fian Rinn intently watched the small fleet that was just less than half a league off. She had had her crew fire a warning shot which barely missed one of the ships. Woulda been better if it had hit it, she thought bitterly. Rinn hated corsairs and their like with a passion, she had good reason to since her family had been murdered by a marauding group of them.
This time, the odds didn't seem in her favor though. Rinn usually went after lone ships instead of an entire fleet, her own ship, the Windryder, was barely bigger than the skiffs. It had been Rinn's fearlessness had sparked such a bold and wreckless move...
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Post by Kitten on Apr 2, 2003 22:49:43 GMT -5
Tiveret, a lone sea-squirrel, eats her lunch, trying to ignore the rocking of the waves. She looks up, and to her surprise, sees another ship. She raises her eyebrows and tries to decide if it's a vermin ship or not.
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Post by kidwhi286 on May 9, 2003 21:22:42 GMT -5
Mossin Bowstripe looks up to the sound of a cannon, then looks to his mate, Rinn fian. "What's all the hubub, matey?"
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Post by coconutpenguin on Mar 20, 2005 21:12:25 GMT -5
Fiona the mousemaid rolled her eyes at Mossin as she drew her sword. "Rinn's being an idiot, that's all." she murmured as she swung her sword at a few passing voles.
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Post by coconutpenguin on Mar 21, 2005 11:17:39 GMT -5
Suddenly, a cannon blast sent them onto the floor. Fiona stood up, brushed off her purple fur cape, and bellowed, "We've been hit! Lardbucket, check for damage! Ragtail, make sure nobeast went overboard! Rondah and Wenderwot, fix any damage if neccessary! Move it now! Come on!" OOC: My new RPG site has Redwall and other RPs: coconutpenguinrpgs.proboards.complease visit!!
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Post by Cerridwen on Mar 22, 2005 2:13:23 GMT -5
[supRinn Fiian[/sup] Quickly Rinn bounded to her favorite place on the bow when it came time to do battle with the corsairs that proweled the seas. Neither she nor her crew would back down from a fight unless they had no choice, partly because she would not let them back down. This time though she knew they were in for the fight of their lives being out numbered and having already been hit. Though she could tell by just a glance that it was not a critical hit but could well have been so, the shot had struck the Windryder a little past midship and well above the waterline. "Make 'em pay mates, show those filthy murderers that we won't be goin' down without a good fight. Run out the guns an' show 'em the real meanin' o' hellfire!" Rinn shouted from her perch among the ropes of the forward jibb, balancing precariously as though daring the encroaching corsairs to shoot her down. Rinn laughed quietly to herself as she leaped out onto the very point of the bow, daring the oncoming enemy to shoot her from her perch as the lust for battle glinted in her icey blue eyes. She had well earned her title of Demon of the Waves, balancing on the very prow of the ship with the wind whipping about the ends of her crimson bandana....
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Post by coconutpenguin on Mar 22, 2005 18:10:46 GMT -5
Fiona smiled. Rinn was so obsessed with the concept of revenge that she often didn't care when Fiona played captain and bossed the crew around. The mouse bounded toward the largest cannon on the ship, yelling, "Load 'em cannons!" When she reached the cannon, she whacked the two ferrets tending it, Hellios and Kewana, several sturdy whacks with the flat of her savre blade. "Hurry up, lazy cabbage slugs!" Hellios winced. "Aye, leutenant, on the-" "That's captain to you when Rinn's off in her little dreamland!" Fiona snapped, "Now hurry up!" She climbed up to the crows nest. "Fire, mateys, fire!"
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Post by Cerridwen on Mar 23, 2005 1:34:30 GMT -5
Rinn Fian Rinn watched the corsair fleet close in as the cannons roared to life. They were out numbered 5 to 1 but she did not care, they would take as many corsairs down with them as they could. Her crew inflicted much damage on the fleet, sinking two ships and severly crippling another but the Windrider did not escape unscaithed. Despite the danger, Rinn still maintained her perch on the bow shouting encouragement to her crew. Suddenly a cannon ball came hurtling straight at her but Rinn managed to dodge it by swinging back to the main deck. Unfortunatly in fleeing one shot she found herself in the way of another. Another shot had struck the starboard side of the bow only inches above the waterline sending splinters and debries everywhere. Rinn found herself in the middle of the debries cloud, getting struck hard in the side by a particularly large splinter. She fell to the deck with a loud thud, writhing in agony because the large shard of wood had gone deep but had luckily missed anything vital...
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Post by coconutpenguin on Mar 23, 2005 17:34:21 GMT -5
Fiona turned around quickly as her captain screamed. She peered at the deck and saw Rinn with a sharp piece of debris from the latest cannon shot in her side. "I'm comin', Rinn!" she bellowed as she rappelled down the mast with a spare rope. She didn't like her captain much, but she liked her enough to save her from a painful death.
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Post by Cerridwen on Mar 24, 2005 2:19:11 GMT -5
Rinn Fian Rinn had almost completely stopped writhing in agony on the deck, in fact she laid deathly still with her only movement being her laboured breathing. Her blood had seeped from her would and made the deck around her slippery. Through half closed eyes she saw the deck fade into the gates of dark forest as shock and blood loss began to take their toll. Rinn was immediatly brought back by the sound of Fiona's voice echoing over the roar of the cannons. Another crew member, a black squirrel named Sariel also came to her aid as Fiona rushed over to her....
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Post by rhitagawr on Mar 24, 2005 19:13:30 GMT -5
A raft slowly floated toward the ship it was a small raft made of ash logs tied together a large grey figure was strapped to it full of cuts and bleeding wounds Vengence had been strapped to this raft and flung off a searat ship her body shuddered
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Post by coconutpenguin on Mar 27, 2005 16:03:45 GMT -5
"Rinn!" Fiona gasped as she knelt over her shipmate. She thought that the blood loss would kill her friend soon, but she knew she could save her. "Get some bandages! NOW!" she yelled at Sariel as another cannon blast rocked the ship.
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Post by Cerridwen on Mar 30, 2005 1:54:38 GMT -5
Rinn Fian Sariel nodded then quickly raced across the deck towards hatch that led down to the lower cabins where the medicinal supplies was kept. Rinn tried to keep her focus on Fiona, she was not ready to die yet...not like this. She also knew that she could not command her crew in the state that she was in and that someone would have to do so in her place. "Fiona....it's time....we retreated....that's my final order....you will command the crew in my stead....until I am able to again." Rinn gasped, her voice was frail and quiet...
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Post by coconutpenguin on Mar 30, 2005 8:21:02 GMT -5
Fiona knew that Rinn was going to fight to stay alive, and that was all the reasurrance she needed. Rinn had fought death a few times and every time she had won. "Ok." Fiona whispered.
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