Maxwell Heavens *stone somber* | First mate | Location: Captains quarters. | Mentions: Fane

" Sir, I have been watching the sky lines all this night. No signs of the Nights Revenge. I believe we may have one and sunken them to Davy jones locker. " He said, his voice cold as deaths touch.

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Elias | Sailor | Troy | Ship

Elias hesitated. "I'm positive that there was a pirate just with me. She seemed skittish when I said I was in the Navy...or at least agreed I was in the Navy. And she took my jacket. But, okay, fine. If it'll help when I fall asleep..." That might be an excuse to catch some zzz's before something that needed him to be fully alert arose.

Troy | LIuemont | Eliisa open

Tro nodded. "GOod move. I'll check on that later...Though I doubt it, there are quite a few navy loving gals in thse aprts and often girls g o swimming at night....Besides you probably met that annoying girl who plays mermaid pranks on us navymen." He hated that girl, she was so annoying....and she was constantly underfoot and in the most nanoying times.


(GOnna b off most of the day)

Elias | Salior | Troy, open

"...Um, okay? So...What does that mean I have to do? Just sit around, catch some sleep...Oh, wait! I can...I can...Go ask the Captain, I guess. He's really in charge of the boat." Elias looked at Troy. "But if it helps to do the first two, ill be glad to." He smiled in a way that would not reassure you.

Tory l lieumont l deck l elias

Troy jsut gave him a look-it was obvious he was still in a bad mood. He left he deck whout a wordand stormed to his cabin wherehe finakly managed to unjam hedoor. He shu it behind him, before changing his kind, opening it, ptting a Do not Distur sign, and reshutting the door.

Elias | Salior | Ship deck, starboard (front) | Open

Elias sighed, and stayed at the starboard side of the ship, leaning on the railing and watching the sky/birds/clouds/day go by.

Sorry ya'll school got the best of me and I couldn't get on sylestia

Amelie DeLacour | Female | Sailor (Not yet recruited) | Ship | Interactions- Defiance, Maxine, Circe

Amelie smirked and leapt with surprising power a few feet away and landed in a perfect ballet fourth. "Is that all you've got, petite agneau?" Amelie cooed mockingly. "Stand down and let me show you how to really fight." Amelie snarled. She leapt towards Circe but turned midair before she attacked to roll behind her and swipe at her back. The formal duel Amelie promised was now long forgotten and now replaced with pure adrenaline. All forms of tameness gone from her eyes, simply replaced with the thrill of the hunt. "Smells like prey." She grinned savagely.

Still dont know how this fight is gonna end. Circe I would say is my best sword fighter...so I would have any of my other characters lose since they both arent as good as Amelie, but I think Circe and Amelie are equal to each other.))
Circe| sailor|deck| Amelie

Circe weaved out of Amelies reapers reach, blocking her second blade.
*Your right,* she hissed, her eyes alight, *you reek of it.*
She rolled and stabbed under Amelies guard, her thrust string and swift, her adrenaline rushing.