elemein
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- Posted: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 06:29:29 +0000
-Cain Absolom-
Cain stood on the deck of the Archelion, watching as his crew carried supplies aboard the ship from the dock. The Archelion was on a restocking outing, in a harbour of Provnia named Dreshka. It's been quite a long time since Cain was last in the country of his birth place, as he had been out at sea with his crew for closer to three months, out pillaging and exploring the lands. Supplies were dangerously low, and a restock was much needed, thankfully the recent raids turned out more than enough revenue to pay for the stock.
He continued to walk along the deck of the Archelion while grabbing the oaken railing, looking back at the afternoon sun as it crossed over the zenith in the sky. He walked back to his quarters, examining a few maps and notes he wrote previously for himself, pondering what his future expeditions would be. He wasn't planning to stay in port very long, no more than a night if even at that. The crew was feeling to be on a hot streak and they were restless despite being at battle nearly without rest for the past couple weeks. He decided he'd likely set sail for Hesoyia to the east, going around the Akavi'ran isles. The voyage shouldn't last too long, and the loot should be quite good near Hesoyia.
Cain left his cabin and saw a peculiar sight. A slave girl on his ship-- he recalls she was called... Elik?, shes quite the recent addition to the ship, as her attire stated so. There was no room for slops of any kind aboard the Archelion. He approached her and placed his hand on her shoulder, calmly saying;
"I understand you're rather new aboard. You'd best look the part." he said, looking to the girl and then one of his crew mates.
He gestured one of his crew mates over and asking him to bring over some of the expensive clothing that was previously pillaged yet completely useless to the crew due to the fact most of the crew was male. In particular he asked for a blouse and bodice along with a skirt and flats.
"He should be with you shortly. I don't tolerate foul appearance aboard, whether you're a slave or crew. Let me know if you need anything." he said, continuing on past her to the bow of his ship where he sat on the bowsprit, waiting for his crew to finish hauling the rest of the resupplies aboard.