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 Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2006 8:31 pm
 Welcome to the Logs of Fawkes Fowl, owned by Dragain. This is a private journal, please do not post without permission.  Info Name: Fawkes Fowl Owner: Dragain Stage: Able Seaman Crew Position: Fighter Ship: Dementia Description:Fawkes has a weird sence of humour, and is hardly ever caught being serious. He loves a good drink, and can remain sober even after many bottles of liquor. His mouth will remain closed, even if he does become drunk... It was something he had picked up from when he was younger. He always have something for pretty females, and flirting is one of his fortes. If he flirts with you, it means that he finds you pretty. If he doesn't flirt with you, it might turn out to be a good thing. He is calm at times, but the mention of having fun or drinking ends to make him a little hyper. He loves company, and that's more or less why he became a pirate. Other then being in for the loot, the stories of advanture aboard a pirate ship with your fellow crew members tempted him to go out to sea. Of cause, he's about to experiance how much more there is to being a pirate then just fun. 
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 1:06 am
Bio - Know more about me
Name: Fawkes Fowl
Gender: Male - Damn straight
Age: 20 plus - The world shall never know.
Hair color: Black - Dyed my fringe with purple dye when I was young. It never wore off.
Eye color: Purple - Don't ask me why. I was born like this.
Build: Medium - I have muscles, although I'm not a muscleman or anything near that. Muscles = Ugly
Temper: Mild - I have great tolerance of others.
Likes: Females, money, advanture, fun, his dagger - Especially pretty and cool headed females, yo. And don't touch my dagger, or you will die a certain horrid death.
Dislikes: None? - Well, I do have a slight dislike towards those other races that live alongside us... Yeah, yeah, call me racist.
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 1:15 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 1:16 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 1:20 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 1:23 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 1:25 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2006 2:02 am
First battle - Rolled attack 8 out of 10 Fawkes looked at the chaos, and grinned. This was something he had been looking forward to, not the bloodshed, but the excitement! He took his precious dagger in his hand, holding it with a firm and strong grip before jumping on board the enemy's ship.
At once, a man charged at him, sword pointed at his chest. Frowning, Fawkes leapt away in the nick of time, and plunged the dagger into the man's back, using all his strength, making sure that the man is finished for good and will not get up again. As the man fell forward, Fawkes pulled his dagger out.
"Great," He laughed, "Let's see who else needs a beating... Sorry, old chap. Lend me your sword... I do not want my dagger dirtied." He smiled, taking the dead man's sword, and cleaning his dagger before looking around for another victim.
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2006 2:03 am
Second battle - Rolled attack 9 out of 10 Fawkes smelt the rain before actually seeing it with his eyes. Well, he was below deck thus was no wonder why he had failed to notice that rain was approaching. He stretched himself, and realised that the ship had almost came to a complete stop.
Feeling rather confused, he peeked out and was shocked to see that another fight had begun. Running up to the deck, he could feel the cold rain on his face as he jumped onto the opposite ship. He had enough fighting since the previous battle, but maybe some things are never meant to be enough.
His aiming at the heart was not very good. This was seen as his dagger almost always didn't always finish the enemy within the first stab, but it was good enough for the young man.
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2006 2:15 am
Journal Entry #1
- Aboard ship, still raining ouside
- Just finished my second battle
Have some doubloons now. 3 from the first battle, and 4 from the second. The dagger came in mightly handy, since it's the only weapon I have at the moment. I think taht once I have enough doubloons, I'll go get myself a nice, decent sword. Close range attacks are nice, but long weapons will reduce your chances of getting hurt.
At least, in my opinion.
My shirt got torn today. It's my only one... I need to get someone to sew it back for me. Can't look charming with a torn shirt, can I?
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 6:20 am
Journal Entry #2
- On ship, packing my stuff
- Captain decided to sell the Frigate
They say that after the Frigate was sold, we can wait for Dementia to return to port in Divvytown. I decided to go because I needed to go back to town for the repair of my shirt and also before I'm actually starting to miss walking on stable land.
I also want beer from the bar... Badly. I crave for it!
I met a female, Aurora. She's going as well, I think she's kind of pretty. She has got attitude as well, just the kind I like. I think she's not too keen on me though, we'll see.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 8:37 pm
Journal Entry #3
- In Divvytown
- Sold the Frigate, got some rewards for my services
I'm in Divvytown now, and my shirt had already been repaired. I received some doubloons as payment for my services which I kept safely... I went drinking with Aurora at the nearest bar we could find, and had quite a nice chat. However, it appeared that there was a woman looking - or spying if you prefer - at us. What the hell?
Besides that, we met a new guy. He goes by the name of Rabbit, and there is this huge scar on his neck. He was covering it, but I saw it anyway. I thought it was rude to ask, so I didn't. If he had wanted to, he would have told us himself without me asking. He seems to be rather friendly, and looking for a job. I hope he goes to Dementia with us... Aurora seems to enjoy his company as well.
Oh, speaking of Aurora, she had a headache a while ago... She's better now, though.
We met another pirate, someone who seems to have frightening violent mood swings. She's an officer aboard the Dementia, and she's waiting for the captain. Seems to be that they're together or something... Only time will tell, I suppose. Hopefully, Dementia will reach port soon.
A merfolk, and I'm not dreaming, was in the bar with us. I was suspicious of her at first, but she don't look too dangerous. However, looks can be deceiving, so I better be careful. I found that her name is Kailani, and that she was looking for a ship to join.
I wonder if she'll join the Dementia...
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 7:36 am
Journal Entry #4
- On board the HMS Katherine
- Slight drizzle outside
Divvytown was destroyed by the blasted navy! We were herded up like some animals and kept in a cramped cell with several other town-folk. Rabbit and I did try to escape, but we failed and caused an old man's death... However, we didn't get discouraged.
Together with several other pirates and the help of Kailani's 'magic voice' as I call it, we managed to kill the guards and escape from the cell. However, everyone was separated. I found Rabbit at the beach, and a pirate dressed as a navy officer. He was with a female, and we stole a ship. It's called the HMS Katherine.
Kailani came with us, and helped us out of a storm. I'm grateful to her, and am indebted to her twice... For saving me in the cell when we were captured, and for helping us out of the storm. I'm glad Rabbit and I managed to track her down and ask her to join us.
After all, one more friend is better than one more foe.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 1:59 am
Journal Entry #5
- Land ahoy!
Well, Rabbit and I reunited with Aurora... It's good to see an old face, especially one as pretty as hers. While drinking, we saw this weird man with light blue hair. He ad a funny accent, and I think that he was... Interested in males. Or rather, in Rabbit. It freaked us out for a moment there...
Also, one of the crew members dropped by the bar and warned the captain about a cursed ship. I myself do not believe in it, but that boy looked rather serious and he don't look like he's lying at all. Is there some truth behind what he was saying? The captain was drunk, but she was offended by his words.
I think that she must had thought that he was telling her a lie. I hope that it was a lie, for I do not wish to engage one of these cursed pirates in battle.
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