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Gossip C11: Fri Aug 22 21:47:39 2014 by Merrisol (public)
GL-Minos: intensity low, trace cost 1, expires 03 Oct
Title: Musical Interlude
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The clever pirate-minstrel Captain Scallion was amongst those who set out to seek the Wave Dancer and approach whilst flying a black flag. He returned to roost some days later, telling of his new adventures through the Minos storms, and delivered the kicker with his usual poetical stylings:
"Gather 'round Mateys and / Pass over the dram as / My whistle be parched but / I'm still gonna yammer / On a quest through lightning / And Crack-a-Boom skies / Tracking ship fair elusive / 'Pon which certain doom lies!
"How you might wonder / If rumours speak truly / She dances waves heaving / Black skies as though blue she's / Not yawing nor weaving / Leaving all in her wake / Would bonny ship and captain / Still meet with this fate?
"On those gleaming white sails / My dark Nave did give chase / When he took to the rails / Bid myself draw apace / With the prodigal pirate / And deep was his laugh / At due warning delivered / Of Flame's deadly wrath!
"'I'd known all along / No cage could hold the beauty / She'd sizzle the.. hand.. / That would dare smack her - but I / Mean to face her anon / When she comes for me only / This time with sword drawn / and one will claim vict'ry.'
"Said he, what a rogue / Yet so gentlemanly too / Though the odds might be low / As the mood of the crew / Still that wasn't the worst blow / No man would argue / The Wave Dancer was cursed so / And here came the clue..
"My eyes spied an odd rat / going over the side / So clearly an omen that / Deserting its ride / Could mean he'd lose the battle / Or she'd see her pride / destroyed by tit-for-tat / assurance of woe b'tide!"
These catchy rhythmic verses have been making the rounds and vividly outline the stakes of the upcoming, inevitable conflict. Further, those sympathetic to Captain Merrisol's side are starting to rally with intentions of tipping the balance to his favour, if they aren't crushed by Gerard's fleet efforts first. The rat (and rap) omen-loving doomsayers insist there is no point in railing against fate. Besides which, who really wants to go up against the forces Captain Flame must herself be amassing?
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Gossip C11: Fri Aug 22 21:47:39 2014 by Merrisol (public)
GL-Minos: intensity low, trace cost 1, expires 03 Oct
Title: Musical Interlude
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The clever pirate-minstrel Captain Scallion was amongst those who set out to seek the Wave Dancer and approach whilst flying a black flag. He returned to roost some days later, telling of his new adventures through the Minos storms, and delivered the kicker with his usual poetical stylings:
"Gather 'round Mateys and / Pass over the dram as / My whistle be parched but / I'm still gonna yammer / On a quest through lightning / And Crack-a-Boom skies / Tracking ship fair elusive / 'Pon which certain doom lies!
"How you might wonder / If rumours speak truly / She dances waves heaving / Black skies as though blue she's / Not yawing nor weaving / Leaving all in her wake / Would bonny ship and captain / Still meet with this fate?
"On those gleaming white sails / My dark Nave did give chase / When he took to the rails / Bid myself draw apace / With the prodigal pirate / And deep was his laugh / At due warning delivered / Of Flame's deadly wrath!
"'I'd known all along / No cage could hold the beauty / She'd sizzle the.. hand.. / That would dare smack her - but I / Mean to face her anon / When she comes for me only / This time with sword drawn / and one will claim vict'ry.'
"Said he, what a rogue / Yet so gentlemanly too / Though the odds might be low / As the mood of the crew / Still that wasn't the worst blow / No man would argue / The Wave Dancer was cursed so / And here came the clue..
"My eyes spied an odd rat / going over the side / So clearly an omen that / Deserting its ride / Could mean he'd lose the battle / Or she'd see her pride / destroyed by tit-for-tat / assurance of woe b'tide!"
These catchy rhythmic verses have been making the rounds and vividly outline the stakes of the upcoming, inevitable conflict. Further, those sympathetic to Captain Merrisol's side are starting to rally with intentions of tipping the balance to his favour, if they aren't crushed by Gerard's fleet efforts first. The rat (and rap) omen-loving doomsayers insist there is no point in railing against fate. Besides which, who really wants to go up against the forces Captain Flame must herself be amassing?
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