Age of Sail

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Age of Sail Meme

Welcome to the high seas and the Caribbean, in the Golden Age of Sail—and Piracy! Hoist anchors and set sail, because there’s adventure—and treasure—on the horizon.


Roles:
Piracy
A. Ship captain, of course, would you be found anywhere else? Command and the sea, those are your callings. Along with, of course, plunder.
B. Quartermaster, elected representative of the crew’s interests, and with power to veto the Captain’s decisions whenever the ship is not engaged in battle.
C. Crew. You’re in it for the plunder, and can’t be bothered with those pesky decisions. Unless, just maybe, you’ve got a mutiny in mind.
D. Cabin boy. Lowest in rank and newest on the ship, without any sailing experience of your own, but you’ll work your way up.
E. Stowaway. Whatever ship you’re on, whatever reason you have for running, you’d better hope you aren’t found.

The Law
F. Pirate-hunter. Maybe you’re working freelance, taking bounties where you find them, or maybe you are an officer of a royal navy, but either way, you’re tasked with bringing those lawless pirates to justice. There’s money in it, and glory for you.
G. Governor. You are the law, in your little corner of the Caribbean. Troops from the homeland, money and resources are yours, but anarchy is just one mistake away, and the pirates are always threatening your ships and those of your traders.
H. Honest sailor. You follow orders and don’t ask too many questions about them. Or the cargo.
I. Innocent Passenger. Honestly, you were just trying to get home, or to your new home in the new world. But now? Pirates.

Land-Lubbers
J. Innkeeper or Brothel Madam. When the pirates and sailors come into town, they’re going to need food, drink, and companionship. You’re here to provide that.
K. Shipwright. Ships and repairs, it’s all your business. You’re willing to serve any customer, and you don’t ask too many questions.

L. Wildcard! Who would your character be in the Golden Age of Sail?

Mix and match, pirates and pirate hunters, raid a ship or follow a map to treasure. Go get that horizon!

Comments

Charles Vane | Black Sails

[allinvane]

[Pirate captain.]

Nefertari Vivi | One Piece | ota

[regal_azure]

AU where Vivi joined the Straw Hats? (C)

[sunny_pirate]

[For once, their voyage in the New World was a peaceful one - no giant sea monsters, unusual weather patterns, or islands where everything was trying to kill anyone nearby. Just clear skies and cool sea air - a nice change of pace, all things considered. After the chaos at Marineford, what happened at Fishman Island, and having to escape not one but two of the Four Emperors, Jinbei was grateful for opportunities like this to relax somewhat.

Of course, he was still vigilant - there could be a Sea King beneath the ship, or an enemy ship off in the distance - but for now, he was content to keep the Thousand Sunny on course towards its next destination, and let the others take a well-earned break.

As he continues to keep the ship on course towards their next destination, Jinbei starts humming a familiar tune before cutting himself short, a little embarrassed.]

...Great, now he's got me doing it. [He was never a huge fan of the song, given its association with piracy and his dislike of pirates outside of the Straw Hats, Whitebeard Pirates, and Fisher Tiger, but he had to admit it was catchy.]

[regal_azure]

[ Vivi was relaxing nearby, sat on the side of the ship with her legs swinging down, enjoying the feel of the wind blowing through her hair. When she hears Jinbei grumble she can't help but laugh. ]

Once you've got it in your head, you'll never get it out again.

Griffith | Berserk

[forakingdom]

[Ship captain, either pirate, royal army, or mercenary.]

Adam Parrish | The Raven Cycle | M/M

[tenebrarius]

[Mixed-race Adam. Honest sailor: ship's navigator and/or ship's magician.]

Eli Vanto | Star Wars: Thrawn | OTA

[goodwithnumbers]

[He didn't want to be here. Well, not here here. He was working on land. It's your fault! Whoever you are. ]

Maria | Final Fantasy II

[seekingwhatsheslost]

[Who knows? /ooc]

Dio Eraclea (strictly canon or post-Aather pandfandom RP) | OTA

[icarussurvived]

[Woo-hoo!~]

Estellise Sidos Heurassein | Tales of Vesperia

[enchantedbelle]

[A stowaway, innocent passenger, willing or unwilling captive, the least intimidating pirate hunter in the world, or just a princess in need of a good high seas adventure.]

[perfect_mayhem]

"Hey Benwick. Who checked the cargo when it came on board?"

"I dunno, whoever's on hold duty today?"

"Then figure out who it was and tell them they did a terrible job."

The crate had obviously been tampered with, and Eizen had heard movement from inside. The conclusion was fairly obvious, and he didn't even hesitate before pulling the (far too loose) lid away.

Lady Loki | MCU | f/m

[frost_sorceress]

[Most probably a stowaway but open to suggestions.]

Captain Bastien Courbis | OC

[shivvymetimbers]

(The dreaded Devilfish is actually a mermaidpirate.)

asta | black clover

[cassare]

( tbh either a cabin boy or a stowaway, possibly a member of the crew proper. )

spike spiegel | cowboy bebop

[halfsighted]

( idefk what to choose bc i could fit him into pretty much anything. hit me with that wild card. )

Jin | Xenoblade Chronicles 2

[jinshin]

[ either merc or pirate. m/f for any shippy scenarios. ]

Juri | original

[halfacat]

[A bit of fantasy take but either cabin boy or stowaway for the piracy side, or honest sailor or passenger for the law side. If you want to include magic, he controls it through music and could probably have some localized control over wind/waves with it. Doesn't mind the water even while being half cat person. m/m for shipping!]

Jester Lavore | Critical Role

[littlesapphire]

[Her pirate name is The Little Sapphire.]

Horatio Hornblower | Hornblower

[midship]

[Royal Navy sailor, although pirate-hunting and/or being a pirate would also be A+ fun times]

Jarlaxle | Forgotten Realms | ota

[daerthe]

lucy preston | timeless

[historien]

[ voicetesting. she is a time traveller so that could be what she's up too. ]

Mary Crawley | Downton Abbey

[thequitecontrary]

Eligre Kaivodulin || OC {D&D/high fantasy} || OTA

[lady_kaivodulin]

[most assuredly a pirate of some variety]

[burninghands]

[ ooc: Any interest in a war cleric of the lawful evil persuasion? I doubt he'd hold a position on any ship, but he could be a passenger. ]

[lady_kaivodulin]

[ooc: I'm down for pretty much any high fantasy characters! Lawful evil is perfect!]

[burninghands]

[ ooc: Excellent! What role did you want Eligre to play? Part of the crew? Fellow passenger? Other? ]

[lady_kaivodulin]

[ooc: Passenger? Probably contracted with pirates to be taken somewhere shady and whout any scrutiny from more law-abiding transports?]

sorry for the wait!

[burninghands]

The ship's crew seemed happy enough to have a cleric on board, dark god of conquest or no. They were pirates after all. They couldn't exactly afford to be picky, and Mishal was paying them handsomely for his passage besides.He noticed his fellow passenger immediately, but beyond meeting her gaze and a polite incline of the head, he let her be. A quick once over and the fact that she was a woman traveling alone on a pirate ship led him to the conclusion that she must be dangerous or at the very least a powerful figure in her own right. He wasn't entirely sure getting involved would be wise.

But it was a long sea journey, and he was growing bored, so when he spotted the elven woman one overcast day standing at the ship's rail, he decided he no longer cared what was wise.

Mishal approached slowly, his footsteps announcing his presence, and came up beside her. He was of average height, but solidly muscular, a powerful build made even more apparent by his lack of armor, but his most remarkable features were without a doubt, his hair and eyes, the former a fiery (sometimes literally) red, and eyes a brilliant green.

"A copper for your thoughts, my lady?"

His expression was open and friendly, but there was a wicked curve to his lips as he regarded her.

Re: sorry for the wait!

[lady_kaivodulin]

She shifts her gaze without hardly moving her head. A slow blink, an indifferent gaze like that of a cat. Her eyes are green too, a lurid, unnatural, acidic color.

"My thoughts cost a fair bit more than that." She replies, in a tone that suggests she's joking, in her own sardonic fashion.

She'd contracted with the pirates to take her to the archipelago where their kind were wont to gather. Things could be bought and sold and sought there more readily than the mainland. And it wouldn't hurt to disappear for a while, after her last endeavor had ended in several people dead by her own hands, as well as those under her influence. She had taken some things she intended to fence in the pirate ports, then visit suppliers of the more outré goods she used in her work.

"But, if you're desperately curious, I was hoping we'd sight land soon. I don't much care for feeling like a sad speck in an empty void."

[burninghands]

"I am desperately bored," Mishal corrected, sparing a glance toward the endless expanse of ocean. "And I have never liked being surrounded by so much water. So I do share your sentiments."

He took the opportunity to study the woman more closely. She was very beautiful. Most elves were. But she wasn't as fresh faced and young looking as he was accustomed to seeing in other members of his race. Rather she appeared a bit older, and he could only conclude that that meant she was old indeed even for an elf.

"I do apologize for not introducing myself earlier. My name is Mishal el Bane." He bowed, a practiced gesture betraying his noble background, which was somewhat incongruous with the simple clothing he wore as a servant of the church. Simple but fine if one went to the trouble of looking closer. The Church of Bane didn't concern itself with vows of poverty. "I believe we are bound for the same destination."

[lady_kaivodulin]

"Eligre Kaivodulin. The lady Crow, if the elf tongue gives you difficulty." She offered. It wasn't a real title, but a mocking nickname bestowed on her when she was a war-mage contracted to one of the almost-constantly battling warlords of the north country. Her harsh disposition, combined with her black hair and her voluminous black mages' attire (though now she was not so finely dressed, alas), her subordinates took to snickering about it.

Eligre had turned it on them, however. She adopted the surname which translated to "carrion bird" and doubled down on her harsh command and cruelty. Wherever Eligre followed the warlord in his campaigns, Death went with her and the crows grew fat and glossy on the corpses of the battlefield dead.

"I hope we're going the same way or you've wasted a lot of time." She snorts, gaze shifting back to the sea. "Though I am surprised to see a cleric bound for such lawless shores."

[burninghands]

"Are you?" Mishal appeared amused by the remark.

Ah, but then she hadn't seen him in his armor. Thus attired, holy symbol prominently displayed, the god he worshiped would have been obvious. But Mishal had opted not to wear it while on board the ship. Wearing full plate at sea seemed too much like asking to sink to the bottom of the ocean.

He smiled in understanding, then plucked the chain around his neck and drew the amulet with the image of the Black Hand stamped on it out, letting it fall over the fabric of this tunic. "All gods have their clerics, my lady Crow, and not all of them goodly."

[lady_kaivodulin]

She turned to him at last then, leaning with one elbow upon the rail. She peers at the amulet, rifling through her mental libraries to place it. Ah.

Eligre is indifferent to gods. If one were to serve her purpose, she might deign to genuflect to one or two as it suited her. As that is an especially dangerous game to play, she'd not pursued it. Especially as her path had been somewhat derailed for a while by a humiliating mistake of pride on her part.

"Work or play?" She asks, arching a thin, sharp eyebrow at him.

[burninghands]

"Both," Mishal said with satisfaction, and something in his eyes flickered like green spell fire, reflecting his pleasure. "I hunt a band of heretics."

And he did so enjoy punishing the enemies of his god. The fools in question were slated for death the moment they defected from Bane to a rival god. Normally such a crime would have them brought back alive so the high torturers might have their way with them, but Mishal had been given special dispensation to punish them however he pleased.

"They know someone will come for them," he added, explaining why he wasn't more secretive. "They've run out of places to run."

[lady_kaivodulin]

"I have heard your order are some of the best in the business of punishment and torture, especially of your own kind when they stray or become unworthy."

She does not flinch at the glow of sadistic pleasure in his eyes. She knows it well enough.

[burninghands]

"A high compliment," Mishal replied with a bow, accepting her words with grace. "Yes, the higher ranking clergy especially are quite skilled in the art of torture. Pain is a good teacher to us all."

The cleric wasn't unscathed. His time as a novice had been rife with important lessons. He had learned loyalty and obedience.The macabre beauty of the lines of scarification on his back, obviously deliberate, his initiation to the order, was proof enough of that.

"But it's punishment that I will likely be dispensing in this matter. I have always been more at home on the battlefield."

[lady_kaivodulin]

She looked him up and down, and apparently agreed with him that he seemed more suited to the battlefield, given his stature. She had difficulty imagining him engaged in more monastic pursuits.

"Pain can be many things, though the lessons it teaches last a lifetime." She mused. She felt a pang in her stomach, a memory like the twist of a knife.