Post by donnervark on Jun 11, 2016 4:26:02 GMT -5
"Son...of...a!" Nellix cursed as she rifled through the wreck of her small boat. The damn storm that surrounded this cursed island had utterly ruined the small craft. "Useless....useless...scrap..." She ticked off one after another as she flipped various boards, hoping to get enough to at least repair the boat when she was done. Not having a boat wasn't a huge deal for the mermaid, as she could swim far faster than the ship could travel. However, she was here for a reason. As strong as she was, carrying gold herself may be rather difficult. One of her tentacles absent-mindedly swept some of her dreadlocks over her shoulder as another picked up the mast. "The only....damn part still intact....wonderful!" Nellix dropped the mast and settled down into her 'legs', curling them into a cushion-like mass while she crossed her arms and considered her options.
"No saw...a bag of nails...and a hammer..." She really needed a saw. If she could cut wood she could build something functional. "Ok...drink break!" The mermaid hauled her heavy gourd around and popped the cork. It was watertight, and very sturdy, so luckily had survived the storm intact. "To adventure!" She toasted sarcastically as she downed several hearty gulps of Sake. It would have been great to have something stronger, but she didn't have much money at the moment. Ultimately, booze was booze. With a sigh Nellix slung the gourd back over her shoulder, and returned to a 'standing' position.
"Alright...no point in staying here." Twirling her iron hammer with one tentacle, she started making her way off of the beach, and into the dense forests of Lost island. She was glad to get out of the open. In the forest she could use the trees, grabbing them with her tentacles to move more quickly. If she was lucky she could at least find something in the ruins she could use to cut some wood. Based on her map, it would be an hour or two to get to the inner island, where the ruins were claimed to exist. So the mermaid settled in for a short journey, still cursing herself for not making a sturdier craft. But that was ultimately why she was here. She needed money to build something worthwhile. And based on the legends, there was supposedly a small town here where the Sennenryu used to dwell. And if the Celestial Dragons once lived there, then the chance of riches were high!
"Travel beyond the ring of water..." Nellix went over the legend on her crude map. The inner part of the island had a river that ran in a perfect circle. She had no idea how that was possible, but it wasn't the most bizarre thing in life. That had to be what they meant by 'ring of water'. "Beyond the ash and bones..." That was intimidating, but also mysterious. The map was not so detailed as to identify anything that that could mean. Ash...perhaps a volcano? Or sulfur springs? Bones could be anything with these old pirate legends. Could be dead trees...rock formations...or actual bones. "Well...lets get past the ring before anything..." She mumbled, stuffing the map in her cleavage. Based on what she'd heard, there were traps and hazards all over this island, so she had to stay wary. No sooner did the thought cross her mind, a loud snap caught her attention. "You've got to...already?!" A high pitched whistle announced the descent of a long wooden spike, that drove into the ground inches away from one of her 'legs'. "Yeeeeek!" Nellix started moving as more whistles announced more spikes, the shrill screams increasing in number until it sounded like she was being chased by a legion of banshees.
"Shit....shit....shit!" Nellix used her tentacles to their max, stretching out and grabbing trees, yanking herself forward as quickly as she could. Doing this she barely avoided impalement a dozen times. "Come on! COME ON!" But the spikes didn't stop falling. They fell like rain, and it took everything she had to avoid them. This was...a poor start to her adventure....
"No saw...a bag of nails...and a hammer..." She really needed a saw. If she could cut wood she could build something functional. "Ok...drink break!" The mermaid hauled her heavy gourd around and popped the cork. It was watertight, and very sturdy, so luckily had survived the storm intact. "To adventure!" She toasted sarcastically as she downed several hearty gulps of Sake. It would have been great to have something stronger, but she didn't have much money at the moment. Ultimately, booze was booze. With a sigh Nellix slung the gourd back over her shoulder, and returned to a 'standing' position.
"Alright...no point in staying here." Twirling her iron hammer with one tentacle, she started making her way off of the beach, and into the dense forests of Lost island. She was glad to get out of the open. In the forest she could use the trees, grabbing them with her tentacles to move more quickly. If she was lucky she could at least find something in the ruins she could use to cut some wood. Based on her map, it would be an hour or two to get to the inner island, where the ruins were claimed to exist. So the mermaid settled in for a short journey, still cursing herself for not making a sturdier craft. But that was ultimately why she was here. She needed money to build something worthwhile. And based on the legends, there was supposedly a small town here where the Sennenryu used to dwell. And if the Celestial Dragons once lived there, then the chance of riches were high!
"Travel beyond the ring of water..." Nellix went over the legend on her crude map. The inner part of the island had a river that ran in a perfect circle. She had no idea how that was possible, but it wasn't the most bizarre thing in life. That had to be what they meant by 'ring of water'. "Beyond the ash and bones..." That was intimidating, but also mysterious. The map was not so detailed as to identify anything that that could mean. Ash...perhaps a volcano? Or sulfur springs? Bones could be anything with these old pirate legends. Could be dead trees...rock formations...or actual bones. "Well...lets get past the ring before anything..." She mumbled, stuffing the map in her cleavage. Based on what she'd heard, there were traps and hazards all over this island, so she had to stay wary. No sooner did the thought cross her mind, a loud snap caught her attention. "You've got to...already?!" A high pitched whistle announced the descent of a long wooden spike, that drove into the ground inches away from one of her 'legs'. "Yeeeeek!" Nellix started moving as more whistles announced more spikes, the shrill screams increasing in number until it sounded like she was being chased by a legion of banshees.
"Shit....shit....shit!" Nellix used her tentacles to their max, stretching out and grabbing trees, yanking herself forward as quickly as she could. Doing this she barely avoided impalement a dozen times. "Come on! COME ON!" But the spikes didn't stop falling. They fell like rain, and it took everything she had to avoid them. This was...a poor start to her adventure....