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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 17:38:16 GMT -5
"What did you mean when you said that you all wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Skipper?"
Blade sighed and rubbed his brow. "Almost every beast you see here, was picked up by the Skipper. Those that have no home to go to, those that were dying, and those who were dead in tha' head. He picked us up and let us join the crew, Without him...I'm sure we would all be dead..." he looked around at all the beast. "Now that's not the same for everybeast but...for most it is. Others he just recruited in or asked Him if they could join his crew. Your one of the lucky ones that was able to choose for himself...at least if this doesn't work out for ya, ye have something to go back to..."
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 17:44:44 GMT -5
Rogg was stuned by Blades words; was this really the skipper who was known for his ruthlessness, cunning and lack of pity?!? Mabe he had misjudged the Skipper? "So he took all of these poor creatures in? My, thats so... so... well kind. I am now truly honerd to serve under Skipper. Do you have a special story of how you got here?" Rogg was now sorry for his rude words to Skipper, he was glad that their meeting had not ended in bloodshed...
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 18:05:53 GMT -5
"Do you have a special story of how you got here?"
Blade shrugged. "I-...id rather not right now..." he said turning around and heading towards the door. it surely must a have been something rough to make him decline Rogg. He headed upwards towards the deck to prepare the ship to order full sails.
The Skipper was in his cabin mapping out the details of their set course. Southward around the isle or westward through the ward of rocks and rough seas. It was a hard Choi- "West...."
Well that was easier than expected...
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 18:13:19 GMT -5
As Blade walked off, Rogg flopped down on his newly alloted hammock. "Wow, I am really living the dream now; almost got killed by Skipper, got saved by another otter, and now I'm on the famous Skipper of Sea Otter's ship, oh yeah really living now. I just wish that these people would talk a little bit more." he said to himself as he sorted through his things. A passing crew-otter named Florg saw one of Rogg's items: flat black, light armor. "Hullo matey I'm Florg" Rogg looked up and hastialy put the armor back in his haversack. "Hi! I'm Rogg Streambattle, I'm new here, just got lucky to get here Skipper's ship. I hope I can serve the skipper well" Florg studied the sword that Rogg was unbelting from his waist. "If you need any help with anything I'm in the next bunk over." Rogg was happy to finally find somone who seemed kind of nice. "Alright mate! If you need help I'll be willing to oblidge! Thanks" As Florg shuffeled off, Rogg lay back into his bunk and putting his paws behind his head felt more contented then he had in a long time...
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