[RP] A trip to recover something lost

Mikaa wrote:((Forgive me for going OOC here a sec; Seeing as this is actually one of my ships, I would like to dedicate something of this post to describing it and the crew in some degree of detail. Sorry! Please don't 'make' a ton of private rooms. Thanks and sorry!))

The ship, Die Kaiserin des Meeres formally, The Kaiserin in short, is a fairly large private ship, spanning a suprising one hundred and eighty feet long, and seventy feet wide. It'd been modified from it's original one sixty by forty to accommodate more crew and cargo, as well as permit additional rooms. There were only six private -- otherwise locked -- rooms. The State Room, reserved for royalty, the Captain's Quarters, The First's Chambers, and three private rooms for additional 'precious' cargo.

All these rooms, with the exception of the Captain's Quarters, were below the main deck. The Captain's quarters were below the front end's raised deck, where the Great Wheel was situated. The doors were mahogany, unlike the rest of the ship, which was a very sturdy white oak, painted and seasoned to be resistant to water. The darkened wood stood to take in much of the suns heat to keep the deck dry.

The First's room was plainly decorated, with a single porthole, two chairs, a desk with writing implements secured down, and a bed as opposed to a hammock bunk. The room was often relocated for the Captain when more than one Royal family was on deck, and was the third room lined up when multiple Royal or official business required private quarters.

The Stateroom was kept under a double lock, boasted fine mahogany doors, inlaid with gold. once past the lavish doors, the room was freshly sealed with wood that seemed two tones darker than the rest of the ship. Instead of a porthole for a window, there was an actual rectangular window that had a rope ladder beside it for emergency situations. There were two crossed swords mounted on the wall; both of which had gold plated handles. The bed was four poster and held a translucent white cloth to offer both obscurity and clarity. There were two full sized mirrors, one on the back of one of the doors, the other beside a small vanity set. All furnitures and fixtures were secured down, including the chairs, but they seemed to be arranged to fit comfortably and to allow people in and out. Overhead there were two intertwined crystal and candle chandeliers, and a chord that seemed to run upwards, ironically enough, into the Captain's Quarters. To what, was unclear.

The three additional private rooms were much the same with only slight differences in the view. All three had two portholes for view and light, a small chandelier which held candles, a moderately sized dresser and two large comfortable bench chairs. The bed was equivocal of a modern day full sized, and again, all fixtures were secured.

Below that level were the public rooms, where the crew slept in hanging bunks or hammocks, with limited space for storage. While at full capacity, there could easily be up to one hundred twenty crew, there were seldom more than fifty personnel to man the full ship. It often ran quite well considering. The same floor had one room set aside for a makeshift brig, which had only been used once before, for a makeshift quarantine of three individuals whom had picked up a contagious disease and eventually died from it. The brig had since been kept clean and well set. There was room for up to twenty persons to be stored without causing each other discomfort. Mikaa himself tested that theory.

Below that, in the belly of the ship, was the cargo hold, where most non-essential luggage or cargo was stored. There was a locked room that was only accessible by the standing Captain, which was the Treasury Room, typically housing upwards of two thousand pounds for supplies and emergencies.

For this voyage, it held an astounding ten thousand. The food stores were also nearly doubled, even though there were not even one hundred persons, including crew, on board.
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Mikaa glanced up at the giant cat whom stood out like the full moon at night and grimmaced. "I don't feel like cleaning up after that beast; It's bad enough keeping the crew clean. . ." Seeing the man climbing up after it, he only sighed again. "By Jah, I have a ship of fools. . ."

It was thence a voice caught hit attention. "Pleasure to meet you, Miss Tasite, and pleasure to you as well, Mr. Marius. I do take some degree of pride in this ship, being the first I captained over, on behalf of the late Lord Rohannon." He paused and smiled as Marius was escorted away." Tis no problem at all. Feel free to make yourself at home. It may not be the largest ship, nor may it be true English Naval superiority, but it is my finest, and I treat all my passengers as Royalty. My crew should do the same, lest they swim behind the ship."

He hopes his joke would leave to laughter. . . As the Princess excuses herself, he nods in acknowledgment. "Should you need me for anything, feel free to find me. We are not strangers, after all."

((OOC, sorry it's mid post. . . Ned, I would put us at port on the ocean, seeing as the Kaiserin is no longer a channel-running ship, It's become more of a coastal ship and shallow to moderately deep ocean ship. Hope it helps. after reading the post, Holy f*ck man, I don't run a war ship! I run a large cargo/transport! xD))

Mikaa's eyes went wide upon sight of the masses aproaching. "By Jah. . ." He turned about in a rush. "If I may have everyone's pardon, I must attend to something personally." In a significantly louder voice. "All hands to stations! Anyone not at post may face the rudder!"

He ran through the persons amassing the luggage downward and the crew moving to positions. He met the boarding plank with his heels, and slid down and over the bumps, one hand at his ankles, the other on his sword's hilt. It was rather awkward and impressive, seeing as the captain, one year ago, would have likely met his face to the wooden plank.

At it's base, he stood upright, and brushed himself off. "Whom do I speak with who leads this small army, and why was I not informed to expect such a vast number for company? I'd like to have their pardon for my words, but I may be able to fit half of this number, but it would push us to be far more laden with supplies than I think would be safe!"

He sighed and called back to the deck. "Captains Markus Anderson and Jason Jones, please see to how many we can assemble, I'll be taking a short leave of duties to deal with matters on land."

With that dismissal, he was no longer in charge of the ship until both captains relinquished to his rule on deck. Likely it would be before departure. . .

((OOC Last time, i swear. . . I am running three people, feel free to interact w. my two npcs))

Arthur_loxley wrote:

Brianna wrote:Noticing the arrival of her nephew she looks at his rough appearance and the obvious need of his servant to keep him steady.. Shaking her head she gives her attention back to Mikaa "Ohh, I am sorry I will not mention it further dear sir. Children off to play now . Mikaa if you will excuse me for a second I need to have a few words with my nephew"

Walking towards her nephew her skirt ruffling looking at him closer a shrill whisper " You look like you have been stuck in the stocks for a week. I have a suprise for you but you can't have it looking like that!" looking up she sees her husband climbing a gasp leaving her lips her hand grabbing her nephews and squeezing his hand hard.

Arthur looks down at his clothing and then back up to his aunt. I thought I was pretty tidy.. I guess I could change..

He feels his aunt squeeze his hand, and he grimaces. She had a lot of strength for a woman! She must of grabbed his hand wrong because it felt as if she was crushing the bones in his hand.

He tried to push his Aunt's hand up or down to lessen the bone-crushing. It didn't work at all. He took deep breaths to hold the pain and tried to focus his attention elsewhere.

Mikaa wrote:Mikaa groaned painfully as the awkward Chinaman rushed to the deck, Another freak for his show-boat. He looked around again for the man leading the one hundred some even men around.

Lady_brianna wrote:Blushing slightly letting go of her nephews hand seeing how red it was.. "Well good thing im not in labor or it would have been worse." she chuckles "You should go and change and try and remove the stench of liquor from you from last night .. whatever it was you were doing.. Meet me back here as soon as you can. Now if you will excuse me"

Looking around the ship you could have sworn the whole family was up and moving by all the thigs and people they had brought with them.. Hoping mikaa would not get to inpatient with them.. Running off to her room checking on the children since she would be sharing a room with them ... That left a room for Tasite and one for Crystal Ice.. The men would have to make do where they could lay.. And guards definately posted outside Crystals door she would not have an indiscrestions on this trip ..

Relazing the children were set and playing she returned back up on deck and found a place to sit for a second all the movement and excitement was wearing her out quickly.. Sharp little pains in her side..

Arthur_loxley wrote:Arthur's hand was finally free. He rubbed it gently trying to get circulation back in his hand. Hearing his aunt's comments, he furrowed his brow in confusion. Then he lifted the collar of his shirt to his nose and tried to smell the "stench". I don't smell anything, Auntie... You must have a sensitive nose. He shrugged and looked around the ship. Where is my luggage and where can I change? He pondered.

He walked up to the Captain, or the one he assumed was Captain. Sir, I must change my clothes. They have a "stench" about them apparently. Can you show me to my luggage and a room to change?

Arthur saw a man climbing aboard. Confused, he said to himself.. there is no plank that way... He shook his head seeing it was Elson and laughed. At least the man knew how to make an entrance!

Mikaa wrote:The man turned to face Arthur. By the look of him, he was a captain, but he was quite definitely not Captain Mikaa, the owner of the ship. "Name, please?" his askance was almost dismissive, as if it didn't truly concern him.

"Oh, why aren't you the one... Yes, Mr. Loxley?" He flips a piece of parchment over, it has a list of names and a scribbled jargon that made no sense to anyone whom was not crew to this ship. "Ahh, Just to make sure we have the rooms correct; I believe your things, the essentials at least, can be found in the Officer's Room. Right down that stairway, keep going straight, it's the last one on the left before the next stairway. For the scale of things, you're under that man's boots." He points to a scrawny looking sailor who was lifting a rope that should have otherwise been too awkward for his tiny frame; it was obvious he knew what he was doing down to an art. "quite literally, I'm afraid. He's standing on your room's ceiling."

((For a brief description, you have one of the three extra rooms, There is a sword mount beside the door, in case you have an armament of your own.))


((Standing room assignments:

State Room: The Princess Brianna, her husband Evan, and their children. There are six hammock like beds appropriate for the children suspended from the ceiling. The netting used is actually cotton cloth.

Captain's Quarters: Mikaa, his Midshipman: Corin . Sorry, he's not being bumped this voyage.

First's Rooms: Crystal Ice. Two guards are permitted to stay at the doors, and two of Mikaa's personal guards stand there as well; while they look like sailors, they both hold large clubs. (Anyone with a seaman knowledge would understand them to be the Marines)

Officer's Room 1: Tasite, her son Marius, and her husband. Two extra hammocks have been suspended, also hand-tied with cotton fabric.

Officer's Room 2: Nedefaron, and five members of his personal guard, There are five hammocks in addition to the bed. Two sword racks are provided; these each hold five swords or bows. They seem to be hastily put in, and nailed down as if hurriedly.


Officer's Room 3: Arthur. With permission, Five of Nedefaron's personal guards are also stationed within, but asked to only use the room for stowage and sleep; not to be used to occupy their idle time.

In addition to the two hastily installed sword racks, there is a separate sword stand which could hold a single personal arm besides the door, should Arthur hold one.

The extra seventy hammocks below-deck with the crew are free-to-use to soldiers brought with Nedefaron, the additional soldiers are asked to ride a second boat, which will be made-ready within two hours.
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Nedefaron wrote:Nedefaron eyed the reaction to his arrival with amusement, a slight smile playing at the edges of his lips. He glanced over at Retefael, who was staring out at the ocean "Retefael, rhoddwch ein esgusodion. Ein dynion Maen nhw yn medru gwneud eich rhan"*

As the man rode off Nedefaron eyed his own troops carefully. Swordsmen and longbowmen would be most useful for trouble on the ship, he would take them along with the family. In short order he had them seperated, and ready to board at Mikaa's command.


*Retefael, give Mikaa our apologies. Our men can do their share (take shifts, etc...)

Anonymous wrote:Evan takes one last look about while aloft in the rigging. Still feeling strangely at home high up in the sails.
Reaches over to lift up the panther, draping the cat across his shoulders
oooooooommmmmmpphhh……JAH! You’re getting heavy!
Evan makes his way slowly down the rigging, the lazy panther/stole draped across his shoulders yawning and stretching out its front paws
Hey…
grabs the panthers front legs for a moment while climbing down
..hold still while I’m climbing ya dope
the big cat not minding at all the free ride down from the rigging, lazily draping itself across his shoulders.

He safely makes it down to the deck.

ELSON! General….how ya doing!?
vigorously shaking the generals hand
Arthur, congratulations sir
shakes his hand
A salute to Mikaa
Captain……….ummmmm…….
Petting the panthers head, smiling
Permission for my…..ummmmm….’shadow’ to board
A bow to the Lady Tas
M’lady….good to see you again

Looking around for his beloved……seeing her…….seated on the deck?!
Hurries over to her side
Sitting down next to Bri noticing a little discomfort on her face, arm about her back.
Love!..... a kiss upon her cheek Love?....you alright?.....can I get you anything???
Then adding, lightheartedly, turning a bit so the cats face is closer to Brianna, taking the big cats paws in his hands, moving them about in a slightly silly animated manner
Go ahead…..tell mommy where we’ve been……
Letting the cats paws go, allowing the animal off his shoulders, the panther curls up next to Brianna
Baby…, scoots in closer to Brianna, his lips a breath from her ear a whispered love you dear , placing a hand upon his unborn child, gazing into his loves eyes anything you need, anything you want, I shall seek out, anything you desire, I shall provide, I am yours for as long as the stars remain in the firmament of the heavens.

Mikaa wrote:Mikaa looked to the man who spoke. "You have an oddly familiar look to you, where do I know you from? And what tongue is that you speak in; it's foreign yet not. And why do I have an army at my ship!"

Lady_brianna wrote:Smiling at her husband shakes her head and holds his hand. "My love to much excitement for the baby today ... Im not feeling well at the moment I just need to sit down a while longer is all.. " rubbing her hand along his cheek she gives him a reassuring smile and kisses his cheek..

--Crystal wrote: Crystal had been sitting on the bed brushing her long hair, she wasn't sure if it was the gentle motion of the ship or nerves that had her stomach churning. It had been years since she had been on a ship of this size.

She heard many voices outside, inquisitive she tried to peek through the porthole. From her room she couldn't see what was going on, a little disappointed she returned to the bed.

As she took up the brush again her thoughts went back to the evening ahead, she hoped the rest of the afternoon passed quickly.

Evan_escence wrote:Turning his head to briefly capture his wife’s lips with his, a gentle caress, brushing her hair from her eyes, speaking softly to his love
Perhaps I should carry you to our room.

Looking up at the gloriously clear sky, there was a slight chill in the air, a subtle signal of the coming fall, seabirds occasionally blocking the sun as they were carried by the rising thermals.

Turning his attention back to Bri, whispers upon her delicate ear
Although the sun would do the babe some good and has always been kind to you.

Sitting beside his love, a gentle kiss upon her cheek

Mikaa wrote:To Nedefaron, Mikaa directed himself, but he remained sure to keep the one lad whom had done the separating of the force close enough to translate if the commander of the force spoke no english. With a heavyhearted sigh, Mikaa looked over the masses. "Am I expected to offer shelter to the entirety of your men; or will a portion stay shore side? Within a day, I could arrange for my second vessel to be at port and ready to carry the remaining after us. One day behind is one day behind, though.

Lady_brianna wrote:Removing herself from her seat she travels over to the her nephew grabbing his hand .. "Are you ready for your suprise my dear?" she smiles softly and leads him through th e ship..

Arthur_loxley wrote:Surprise?! Arthur was excited. He had a splitting headache, but the mention of the surprise made the pain fade slightly.

What is it? He grinned as he looked at his aunt mischievously.