Welcome to Avaleur, a medieval fantasy roleplay site where anything is a possibility. Face bandits, or knights. Work your way up to become part of Avaleur's castle, or try your luck at being a thief. Own a shop, be a guild master, start a family. The possibilities are endless.
The arrival was always exciting... No matter where is was. Haze stepped off the boat, ironically liking the water around her. Haze was a pirate... A pirate who had a bit of a fear and weakness to water.
She didnt have much with her, but she had just enough. Including a good amount of gold to hopefully get her started in avaleur. With the water starting to freeze in the harbor, Haze would have to either stay, or Leave as soon as possible. She wanted to stay. This place could have pirates in it... you never know. If it doesnt, then Haze will have to move on imediatly when the ice melts.
With a big smile, she began to walk down the dock. Unfortunatly, she slipped and fell on her bottom with a big thud. "atcha... that hurt..." she frowned, trying to get up- but to no luck. She just slipped and fell over again. Finally, Haze sighed, muttering under her breath. "I hate ice... its never icey when i travel to other places..."
Rez limped away from the dock attendant frustrated and honestly a bit enraged. They had just been arguing, move his ship?! MOVE HIS SHIP?! Where in blazes could he possibly move it to? It was stuck their till the ice thawed at least, unless they would damage it severally, maybe even sink her. He eventually was able to get his point across, the Leviathan was staying for winter. He smirked just a bit, he had won the argument, it was just an annoying battle.
His metal peg leg stabbed into the thin ice coating on the dock, with it he wouldn't fall, not unless he was being stupid at least. He noticed a young girl so he limped over and offered his only hand to help her up, "Eh there, take a little bit of a spill did ye?"
Haze examined the man as she looked up at him. He looked like a pirate, and talked like one. "ey, sir." Taking his hand, she slowly got up. Haze struggled a bit to gain her balance on the slippery surface, but managed to stay standing this time. "Thanks. The names Haze, Haze Scarlet-Claw."
"Captain Rez of the Beast of the Sea, The Leviathan." he smiled, "You seem to be light on yer feet, but in this here weather it ain't always to be a good thing." He also looked her over, she wore lightly rugged clothes and upon hearing ''ey" he assumed she was at least a sailor. "Do you belong to one of these beauties?" he asked referring to the ships.
Haze laughed nervously. "I wasnt expecting this place to be icey ya see..." as to his question, she smiled. "Unfortunatly, no. I came here with a group of very kind sailors." Her grin widened. The sailors had some nice inventory on their ship. Some stuff that that they will never notice is gone... Stuff the Haze helped herself to. "i been hopin' to board a different ship... Maybe even become part of a crew- one of specific sorts." Ever since an accident in the storm a long while ago, Haze has been looking for a new pirate crew to join. She even had a small bit of an accent that she picked up from a place far away.
Rez looked her over again, "Can you cook? Fight? Or prepare a ship to sail?" the truth was that the captain was short on hands on his ship, he could use another set, even a young girls.
"I can fight, and im reletively good at cooking. I know a bit about preparring to set sail... But i would like to learn more." she rocked back and forth from her heels, to her toes and back. Holding her hands behind her back.
Rez grinned widely, he was a sucker for the ones willing and eager to learn, "I have just one question left to ask ye then. What to you think abot becomin a pirate?" he still held his smile on his face, should the Captain be looking for more qualified crew members, yes but he always enjoyed feeding the desires and aiding the growth of young blood.
Her smile fading, haze turned her wrist upright, unwrapping the cloth bandaging that she always had around her wrist. Under it, the letter 'P' was branded onto her wrist, along with a skull and cross bones... " Pirates are my life."
Rez quickly snatches the cloth away from her as he smirked. "Then be one proudly. I am a Captain and it so happens I am looking for more crew members. If ye join my ranks I cannot garantee yor safety, but yoll have quite the tale to tell."
Standing there, shocked, she stared at the man for a moment... Slowly, her smile growing. " A tale to be told tis what it shall deffinitly be. Captain, sir, i would be very gratefull if you accepted me as one of your crew."
"Welcome abroad then." he smiled as he chuckled a little, "We stay in port til the end of winter, the seas are forming a brutal mixture none which involves kindness to the voyager. We may leave a bit early, as soon as some of this ice thaws and then woll test the waters and give ourselves a challenge." He looked her up and down, she needed something, something striking so her name would be remembered. He got an idea, "Ah Haze Scarlet-Claw, why don't find something to wear on one of yer hands, somethin to accent yer name and ever brand it on the ones ye will meet."