LU. Chapter 2:
June of Songbyrd
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Luna Chapter 2: Change of Fortune
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[-] Plan Luna Northern Compass
-[-] your mother's former first mate
-[-] North
-[-] ask for Zafira to wait until tomorrow
-[-] GAIN SP RULE: Internal Compass A
OOC: I am so glad y'all decided on North lol.
You implore Zafira to wait until tomorrow. Zafira is set against this deal, you need to convince her.
You can tell your words do not sway Zafira and her mouth sets in firmer, unhappier line. You run a hand through your hair, swallowing the frustration in your gullet. Turning from you, Zafira clenches her fists, "Luna, I have allowed to pursue the captainship you have desired, but this is... this is different " Zafira turns to you, here eyes critical and hurt all in one. You can almost hear her thoughts of doubt.
"Someone needs to save the crew" she stresses, unmoved by your conviction. Are you baring me because the Hares doubt your leadership", the question rings true, but not in the ways it should "Luna, is there a care in your heart whether we live or die?" she asks, low and dark. You stare Zafira in shock, you cannot fathom how she could even ask you such a question.
"Do I care?" you parrot, uncomprehending, "Zafira I would think I care more than anyone!" you shout, "I do not covet the sway you have over the crew! I covet the way they they gaze at you and see a leader. I covet the trust they have about your decision while they doubt my every move. I care deeply for every member of this crew!" you cry. You touch your hand to your chest just above your heart, "it pains me that I am so unfit that I cannot even maintain a skeleton crew, it pains me that the woman I think of as a- a mother doubts me". Zafira's hard expression crumples and she buries her face in her hands.[-] Plan Luna Northern Compass
-[-] your mother's former first mate
-[-] North
-[-] ask for Zafira to wait until tomorrow
-[-] GAIN SP RULE: Internal Compass A
OOC: I am so glad y'all decided on North lol.
You implore Zafira to wait until tomorrow. Zafira is set against this deal, you need to convince her.
Persuasion roll:
DC = 15 (base DC) + 25 (Zafira WIS) + 5 (Unfavorable deal) - 10 (Intimate Relationship) = 10 (35 - 23 (+2) WIS)
DC=10
Roll: 1d20
Result: 16 FAIL
Try-Again: Possible
DC = 15 (base DC) + 25 (Zafira WIS) + 5 (Unfavorable deal) - 10 (Intimate Relationship) = 10 (35 - 23 (+2) WIS)
DC=10
Roll: 1d20
Result: 16 FAIL
Try-Again: Possible
You can tell your words do not sway Zafira and her mouth sets in firmer, unhappier line. You run a hand through your hair, swallowing the frustration in your gullet. Turning from you, Zafira clenches her fists, "Luna, I have allowed to pursue the captainship you have desired, but this is... this is different " Zafira turns to you, here eyes critical and hurt all in one. You can almost hear her thoughts of doubt.
"Someone needs to save the crew" she stresses, unmoved by your conviction. Are you baring me because the Hares doubt your leadership", the question rings true, but not in the ways it should "Luna, is there a care in your heart whether we live or die?" she asks, low and dark. You stare Zafira in shock, you cannot fathom how she could even ask you such a question.
Persuasion Roll:
DC = 15 (base DC) + 25 (Zafira WIS) + 5 (Unfavorable deal) - 10 (Intimate Relationship) = 10 (35 - 23 (+2) WIS)
DC=10
Roll: 1d20
Result: 3 PASS
DC = 15 (base DC) + 25 (Zafira WIS) + 5 (Unfavorable deal) - 10 (Intimate Relationship) = 10 (35 - 23 (+2) WIS)
DC=10
Roll: 1d20
Result: 3 PASS
"Oh, Luna I know you care, I know but this is all the family we have left" she says from behind her hands, "When your mother sailed these seas she was confident, competent, ingenious with how she thought her way out of a situation...in how she trusted her instincts", Zafira trails off. You are struck by how frail Zafira looks, there is weariness in her past these harsh few days. Your father passed before you were three years old, you have only faint impressions of a man tall and broad with a deep, soothing voice. You never questioned the connection between your mother and Zafira, there was never anything to be seen. But the only time you have witnessed Zafira cry was at your mother's deathbed, the only person who could make this dour woman laugh was your mother.
"And you think me nothing like my mother?" you question, now it is you who is hurt. You only want to:
[] Do your mother justice.
[] Separate yourself from her legacy.
[] Write In.
Zafira raises her head, looking at you with intense, shining eyes. You are struck by the fire there, the intensity.
"No, you are so similar to your mother it hurts, and so different at the same time", Zafira lets out a sound. It takes you a moment to realize that she is laughing, it is a sad sound, "you have been so strange since your mother passed. So closed off" she murmurs. You feel your urge to speak welling up but you swallow it down, turning from Zafira. Your mind has been strange since your mother's death. You hear voices where none exist, you see things in the night; strange creatures and ghosts even when you are utterly alone. Your instincts plague you, scream at you at every waking moment to do things that make no rightful sense. And every night, without fail, since your mother's death you have been having vivid dreams, strange dreams even for you. Your mind conjures up:
[] Days and events that have never occurred.
[] Sights and sounds from eyes not your own.
[] Eldritch realms where you cannot tell if you are a witch or a beast.
[] Whispered guides and teachings of strange magic.
[] Write In.
"I am not a girl anymore", you lie, hiding behind the curtain of your ash blonde hair "I have had to become a captain".
Zafira is silent for a long moment, gazing at you before she comes closer. You do not flinch as Zafira's hand holds your cheek, the other sweeping your hair away, "you are not a girl anymore are you, Captain?" your eyes meet, and Zafira reveals a smile you cannot resist returning. "You have been struggling have you not, and I should-- I am going to help you be the captain I know you are" Zafira pauses, "whatever your decisions may be" she finished.
ACQUIRED: Ship Managment Tutor; Zafira of Lys (83/150)
You are overwhelmed, "thank you, Zafira" and you mean every word.
"I am still going to be voicing every last one of my opinions, you know" she said imperiously, raising an eyebrow, "You may know your way about a ship but your trading, by the seven girl, tell me, have you heard of a counter offer?" she continues. You cannot help it, you giggle.
"And another thing--"
Your eyes widen and your hand flies up over Zafira's mouth. The woman's eyes widen incredulously and she grips your wrist.
"Quiet!" you hiss, ear turning to the... North. You hear something, it is faint. You wait longer and the strand of hair drifting in your eye sways just a little. The sound is not truly quiet, no, it is deep like the sound of thunder. It is the sound of mountains crashing and waves roaring, so low it rumbles in your chest. You look North and there is something on the horizon it appears to be:
[] A storm
[] Another ship
[] Something... else
[] Wind
[] Write in.
(OOC: just saying 2/5 of these options are pretty cool guys <__<).
Please format using [-] Plan: Character Name, Plan Name and then your votes!
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. Hadrian is definitely intended to be a mix of Jon and Harry with all the complexes that involves (hero, chosen one, orphan, bastard, etc) but he does have some darker aspects and urges as if expected of this universe, which can be a slippery slope due to his affinity with the Branch of the Crow (death etc.). 
