Too famous to die.
(by Kara Ti-Kanis)
*** First off, I would like to tell you how I introduce myself:
*** You say in xyllic: I'm Kara Ti-Kanis.
*** You smile slightly in xyllic: And I will be famous, so remember my name!
*** I could not imagine how famous I would get soon enough.
*** Here is what happened: I got the message that Travin entered my
*** ship and was attacking my sailors. I was on my way to the ship
*** I thought: To hell with it, he will kill me, but I wont run now.
*** (Especially, since I counted on my 20 sailors giving me enough
*** assistance to kill Travin!)
*** Logged by Kara.
Entered the ship:
You are aboard the feluke 'Swashbuckler'.
This feluke is painted pitch black, streaked with red. The sail is made
of dark linnen and on top of the mast, a small lookout thrones. A small,
black flag flies on a pole fixed to the lookout, depicting the silvery
image of a rapier before a delicate lyre. Two wooden ladders lead up to
the flat roof of a small building at the back of the deck.
Flar (inside a storm cone).
Nineteen weather-beaten strong male sailors.
Travin (inside a storm cone).
*** Thought: Uh oh. Two is -DEFINITELY- too much.
*** I left the ship a nanosecond later.
*** And then, on my hasty way to freedom, my brave sailors sent me the
The robed and hooded human entered the feluke Swashbuckler and attacks us!
The robed and hooded dwarf entered the feluke Swashbuckler and attacks us!
Someone entered the feluke Swashbuckler and attacks us!
The male elf with a owl mask entered the feluke Swashbuckler and attacks us!
The male human with a wolf mask entered the feluke Swashbuckler and attacks us!
*** So, little bard girls, mouth your wishes carefully. There is famous
*** and famous, especially in war times.
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