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Altair is uncertain of whether or not his confidence in the journey remains. He trusts that they will make it, but he cannot say for certain the condition in which they will arrive. He studies the Black Tide, hoping it will stop his fears if he is familiar with it. Gaining no such affect, he turns away and heads back into his cabin with hopes of sleep.

He wrestles contemplating sleeping or getting a damn smoke. The battle wages on until the sun has hit the ship.

Nihilistic Mind · Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 9:44 pm Post subject:

The touch of trump is reaching Altair and his surroundings are beginning to fade.

Ruger · Joined: 16 Apr 2008 Posts: 68

He accepts it, taking every chance he has to escape his situation.

Nihilistic Mind · Posted: Fri May 16, 2008 12:45 am Post subject:

Altair realizes very quickly that something about this contact is unusual. The darkness of the cabin and the noises of bunks outside give way to a quiet cold. There is a presence across a dusty room filled with a musky aroma, like dust, sweat and blood.

"Altair..." says a weak voice that is familiar to him. "Help me..."
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Altair peers into the room, attempting to recognize the face.

He calls out, "Who is there? Speak again. What is the matter?"

Nihilistic Mind · Posted: Fri May 16, 2008 2:14 am Post subject:

"Son, you must hel...." His voice is weak and distant. He says something incomprehensible, "... a moment."

Altair sees Brand's face, a thin and overgrown version of his former self. He appears to be shackled to a stone wall.
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Altair's face becomes alert and panicked. His eyes dart the scene, looking for any sign of where he is.

Eventually, Altair reaches his hand out in attempt to grab him. "Father! What did you say? How can I help you?!"

Nihilistic Mind · Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 9:48 am Post subject:

"I can show you the place, but I cannot show you the way." Brand says something else, again, incomprehensible.
It seems as though the contact has faded fully, but it returns and Brand's eyes widen. "Come find me... NOW!"

Altair sees a place in his mind's eye. A great white tower. A great lighthouse looking thing in a sea of moving rocks, colliding against one another.

Then everything fades and his mind is dizzy for an instant. The bright light of the sun reflecting on the deck and the sea air assail Altair once again. The whale shape that was lurking underwater is nowhere to be seen.
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After regaining a sense of where he is, Altair runs to grab drawing materials. He is no trump artist, but with Brand being his father he does have the ability to draw what he wants with clear detail. At once he sketches out the place he saw in his mind. As soon as he completes it, he stores it away and returns to the deck.

Nihilistic Mind · Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 3:33 am Post subject:

As he steps onto the deck, he nearly trips as the hull of the ship is hit hard. This seems to waken everyone on board as they snap out of whatever melancholy or nightmare the crossing of the Black Tide had induced. The men jump into action, looking over the starboard to evaluate the damage, and manning the posts they are supposed to in times of war.

To the ship's right the Cavalier's deck is already filled with men affairing themselves with harpoons. The winds are strong, making the frigates move fast across the waters. The Black Tide is less than a quarter nautical mile away to the right side of the cavalier. It is wider than they have ever seen thus far.
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Ruger · Joined: 16 Apr 2008 Posts: 68

At once Altair loses any disorientation. He becomes calm and focused, retreating only to ready himself for what is to come. There is an amount of uncertainty, and his only hope is that the lack of rest and increase of nightmares does not put them at a disadvantage.

Nihilistic Mind · Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 8:29 pm Post subject:

The men yell something to the effect of 'no damage to the hull!'. Preston and Daniel appear on the deck as well, Daniel barking orders at the group of soldiers preparing harpoons and rescue boats. The crew on 'The Cavalier' is still preparing for a bit of whale hunting, as it were.

The dark shape that followed them and most certainly hit them is hiding deep beneath the surface. The skies are cloudy and white, the winds steady.
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Altair approaches a group preparing to hit the water. He establishes his presence, making the men stop.

"What is going on here?" He questions with curiosity and a twang of annoyed. The disturbing sleep is wearing off, but not quickly. "What are you preparing to go after?"

Nihilistic Mind · Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 8:00 am Post subject:

"The- the beast that hit the ship, Sir! A uh-hu-huge whale, Sir!" stutters one of the youngest crewmen.

The first mate continues to bark orders at the crew, ignoring the interruption. Some are going back in to assess damage to the hull from within. Others are pulling the sails tight and changing the course to keep up with the beast.

Altair can see it skim the surface. The whale-creature is a dark hue of blue and brown, and looks covered in long tendrils of green algae.
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Orcini stood at the Cavalier's deck and nodded with thanks to the young crewman that slapped a harpoon into his waiting hand. His dark eyes watched the water looking for the shape of the sea beast beneath the surface and his time to strike.

"I am pleased that the attack has finally occurred. The waiting is over. Now we can fight and triumph." Orcini remarked to the sailors around him. He spoke matter-of-factly but if the sailors were bolstered so much the better. It would take more than one true strike to stop this beast.