Post by Dandead10 on Nov 6, 2016 9:29:02 GMT -5
What was Ruhe Krieger to do now. The ship was finally built and her crew had been gathered. Not as many people as she thought had enlisted in her regiment. Thirty of the dojo students from the one she challenged had joined her forces followed by twenty non combatants mixed with doctors and shipwrites. She didn't have an overly large crew but certainly enough of a force for a start. She had divided the work of combat for the members of the bleeding heart and what their goals would be. Amongst the thirty combatants she had been given control of, all had been swordsmen. The ship they were one was known as the "Beating Heart." The main deck assembled had been prepared with 16 pounder cannons, three masts, and a somewhat confused crew upon it. The non fighters of the crew have also been armed seeing this was a pirate crew for a reason. Ruhe's non combat experienced members had been armed with firearms ranging from flintlock pistols and rifles. Ruhe had a strong distaste for these weapons seeing she had strong beliefs in the way of the samurai, but it would have to do for now. She wasn't ignorant to the point where she neglected a guns effectiveness. Ruhe had been admiring the finished ship as it was most certainly worth the Beri.
The dragon head mast with a wooden heart in it's mouth had been carved Yo perfection and the ship was larger and more spacious without the extra troops she planned on having. The students from the samurai dojo had been practicing in the way of the sword whilst the newcomers that joined apparently already knew how to fire a gun or two. Ruhe had planned on uniforming her crew sooner or later, but that was another time. She had so much inspiration and so many plans to act out. What was the first and proper step? With having a week to orient herself with her crew, they were ready to set sail to adventure but needed experience. The young girl had her twin katana on her right side as her Naginata rested on her back. "Yvonne-Chan. Our crew and ship is ready for combat. That ship you wanted to destroy. Do you still feel confident enough to do this? Our crew has trained enough and I believe they thirst for action." Ruhe had smiled with charisma as Yvonne and Ruhe had been alone currently at the captain's wheel.
By looking at the marine vessel down the docks a couple miles away from their own, Ruhe grew anxious herself. The sound of chatter on the main deck and below would be conversations of what everyone sought out from this crew, what their captain was like, what their first act was going to be. Destroying a marine vessel like the one Yvonne had planned would not be a challenge. Marine vessels were often undermanned and lacked the manpower to run it efficiently. This boat however had exactly enough to run the ship well and smooth. Ruhe had plans to gather a large amount of funds whilst recruiting more members for her crew so that they may gather her an army. Her crew of fifty was too small for the goals Ruhe had in mind, and most likely once the destruction of the ship would take place, she would be a few men shorter. She sat along the stairs leading to the captain's wheel as she looked to the cloudy sky. It looked like as if it were going to rain soon. She wanted a fleet that she could proudly call her army as she fantasized of defeating enemies and becoming world renowned. She wanted to be more powerful than she currently was. For a certain dancer on the ship, a student of the dojo had currently looked to her with a stare before looking away...and back to her.
"Ey...you. Want to fight? I'm sort of bored and this crew doesn't seem like it's going to be doing anything important anytime soon. Captain is too busy planning with the vice and we are all stuck here doing nothing but twiddling our thumbs." The student had been wearing his standard red gi with yellow headband. Instead of a wooden Bokken at his side, a katana rested instead. Ruhe had taken the liberty of arming all of her crew with decent weaponry for a cheap price. The male student had smirked at her with a look of confidence with a little arrogance mixed in. He was charming with a head of yellow hair and two green eyes. Was about her age. 18 or so? Many had been a bit disinheartened or rather concerned with having a fourteen year old captain, but she offered power to those who were willing to grab it. The 2-5 seat was open for the taking although none had taken the power for their own dominion. Would the dancer rise to the challenge?
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Those that sailed the oceans currently on small vessels may see a dark scaly fin rise and sink out of the waters. There had happened to be a wandering seaking drawn to the waters close to karate island searching for food and had been looking for isolated and or easy to hit targets. It was a medium sized seaking compared to some others and had the head of a dragon. It's cry would be shrill and dark as its body was littered with spiky scales. Swimming under the depths of the ocean, it prowled for its next meal. Two unlucky travelers would have the misfortune of greeting it face to face as it would rise slowly as the salty spray would drip from it's scales. It would look down at their ship with dark Crinson eyes before diving forward to smash it's head into the boat if nothing was done. It thirsted for blood and hungered for meat.
The dragon head mast with a wooden heart in it's mouth had been carved Yo perfection and the ship was larger and more spacious without the extra troops she planned on having. The students from the samurai dojo had been practicing in the way of the sword whilst the newcomers that joined apparently already knew how to fire a gun or two. Ruhe had planned on uniforming her crew sooner or later, but that was another time. She had so much inspiration and so many plans to act out. What was the first and proper step? With having a week to orient herself with her crew, they were ready to set sail to adventure but needed experience. The young girl had her twin katana on her right side as her Naginata rested on her back. "Yvonne-Chan. Our crew and ship is ready for combat. That ship you wanted to destroy. Do you still feel confident enough to do this? Our crew has trained enough and I believe they thirst for action." Ruhe had smiled with charisma as Yvonne and Ruhe had been alone currently at the captain's wheel.
By looking at the marine vessel down the docks a couple miles away from their own, Ruhe grew anxious herself. The sound of chatter on the main deck and below would be conversations of what everyone sought out from this crew, what their captain was like, what their first act was going to be. Destroying a marine vessel like the one Yvonne had planned would not be a challenge. Marine vessels were often undermanned and lacked the manpower to run it efficiently. This boat however had exactly enough to run the ship well and smooth. Ruhe had plans to gather a large amount of funds whilst recruiting more members for her crew so that they may gather her an army. Her crew of fifty was too small for the goals Ruhe had in mind, and most likely once the destruction of the ship would take place, she would be a few men shorter. She sat along the stairs leading to the captain's wheel as she looked to the cloudy sky. It looked like as if it were going to rain soon. She wanted a fleet that she could proudly call her army as she fantasized of defeating enemies and becoming world renowned. She wanted to be more powerful than she currently was. For a certain dancer on the ship, a student of the dojo had currently looked to her with a stare before looking away...and back to her.
"Ey...you. Want to fight? I'm sort of bored and this crew doesn't seem like it's going to be doing anything important anytime soon. Captain is too busy planning with the vice and we are all stuck here doing nothing but twiddling our thumbs." The student had been wearing his standard red gi with yellow headband. Instead of a wooden Bokken at his side, a katana rested instead. Ruhe had taken the liberty of arming all of her crew with decent weaponry for a cheap price. The male student had smirked at her with a look of confidence with a little arrogance mixed in. He was charming with a head of yellow hair and two green eyes. Was about her age. 18 or so? Many had been a bit disinheartened or rather concerned with having a fourteen year old captain, but she offered power to those who were willing to grab it. The 2-5 seat was open for the taking although none had taken the power for their own dominion. Would the dancer rise to the challenge?
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Those that sailed the oceans currently on small vessels may see a dark scaly fin rise and sink out of the waters. There had happened to be a wandering seaking drawn to the waters close to karate island searching for food and had been looking for isolated and or easy to hit targets. It was a medium sized seaking compared to some others and had the head of a dragon. It's cry would be shrill and dark as its body was littered with spiky scales. Swimming under the depths of the ocean, it prowled for its next meal. Two unlucky travelers would have the misfortune of greeting it face to face as it would rise slowly as the salty spray would drip from it's scales. It would look down at their ship with dark Crinson eyes before diving forward to smash it's head into the boat if nothing was done. It thirsted for blood and hungered for meat.