ArrrQuisition! (in progress)

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Captain Sharkbait Adonniel - Port Haven

The sea is calm. It shimmers with the dawn brilliance along with the icicles decorating the masts. As the sun is crawling up, it outlines a lithe silhouette of a vessel speeding ahead in full sail. Once the details are illumined and the patches in the sails grow notable, it becomes evident what a dingy dinghy it is.

"Land Ho! Port Haven two rhumbs afore! Switch flag least you want a hull filled with fireballs!" the proud but most likely iced in place figure perched on its mizzen mast shouts. "And get to bucketing all that water out, yerrr worthless bilge rats! We must make it to port!"

The Captain or she the worthless bilge rat leaps from the mast onto the ropes. With a sound splash she lands into the freezing knee deep water. Replaced by the peaceful tradesman symbol, the pirate flag slides down and gets concealed in the folds of the flowing, white blouse.

A knee-high boot, which has several holes in it, is peeled off her foot and the Captain uses it to shovel water out of her vessel.

In spite of the energetic and rather impressive job for someone using a shoe, there is only a mast peeking out of the water by the time the dinghy hits the docks. The Captain tumbles off the mast gracelessly, but pretends the jump was on purpose and then hops along the docks on one foot in a futile effort to get warmer. Not surprisingly she crashes right into someone worth stealing a purse from when that someone stops her with a loud.

"Just a minute you!"

"M-m-m-m-me? And who m-m-m-m-ight be asking?" her teeth are clattering loudly, while she pours the coins out of the purse into her sleeve.

"I am Dockmaster Threnn! It's twenty silver to dock your boat! Then you must fill out the registration form with the vessel's and the owner's name. You may also fill out the additional requisition forms for any repairs or supplies that may be provided at your expense."

"A r-r-rr-registration form?" The currently loaned coins drop into Dockmaster's hand. "W-w-w-what a fine idea! I-i-i-i will get to it in a-a-a--a pub!" Several more silvers drop into Threnn's hand.

"Oh fine! You may bring it later, but it better be in my office no later than this evening, else I'll have to send the soldiers to find you and it will be a lot more than thirty silver," the Dockmaster rolls her eyes.

The Captain salutes and hops off intuitively to the only tavern where she drops right next to the counter and orders a Qunari sized mug of ale to warm her up.

Brrr! I sure am in the deep with the ship and finances and the lack of crew. On the bright side, the crew is the easiest part to fix since there should be volunteers to get out of this freezing hole.

With that optimistic thought, the Captain borrows a window curtain and some paint to create a job advertisement, which she hangs at the most notable place in town - the tavern wall.

Fast as an arrow, cunning as a nug, powerful as a bear! The finest vessel of trade MouldyWeed is seeking a competent crew!

Required Qualifications:

Be proficient at saying Arrr!!! Various profanities are a bonus!

Deep love for treasure and rum!

Own a black shirt and red bandana!

The lack or relatives or anyone who might miss you preferred.

The terms of payment Arrr negotiable, consequential and very flexible.

Seek out the most honourable Captain MerryWater either in the pub or at the docks to apply!

I hope this posting doesn't look too piraty and won't inspire any suspicion, the Captain considers. She tucks her bare foot under her thigh and leans back in the chair enjoying the booze and waiting for the recruits.