Middle Earth discussion

Zane woke up, his body acing all over. He grunted when he quickly remembered being inconsiderately shocked from who knows when before. Yeah the dragon was aiming for the other dragon, but sheesh, why not consider the little things. Zane tried to sit up, and found he could with maximum effort. He tried to look around, seeing mostly nothing in the darkness. The whole places seemed like the ball room of a castle...... was it a castle? When did he get brought here? Zane gasped when he her a low grumbling and the shift of coins behind him.

"So you're awake finnaly," Viate said bluntly, showing her annoyance with him. "I'd like to say I'mglad I'm not dead, but this seems to be worse than that," Zane said, trailing off. Viate only snorted. "You very well might be if you don't prove your worth," she snorted. "Prove my worth?" Zane asked? Viate nodded and said," You are going to assists me in collecting tribute," she said. "Well I can barely walk, so I don't know how I can do that," Zane said, leaving out the fact he can't even handle a sword. Viate peered down at him. "Then get better soon," she growled, before turning away from him and leaving out the obvious threat of what will happen if he did.

You know what? NO! I am not rewriting that story that glitched because all the comments were gone, nu uh, no way!

But pretty much Viate sent him to get a diamond the barbarians stole from her. so he got into the camp and did, but then someone woke up to see him steal it so he stabbed him, that guy screamed, Zane ran and killed a few people, loosing his swords from anne ((sorry anne)) in the process so then he picked up a random one off the ground, still in sheith, and ran into the forest. He met a warg that was chasing him from the camp. He got his new sword out, which had odd U shapes on one side where the slicey part should be, it caught his sword in its mouth when he tried to kill it, he then managed to kill it. Then some barbarians came and it got its sword stuck in one of the Us on the sword. Then Viate saved him from death. he named his sword after the warg by mistakingly calling it wolf's fangs. Viate corrected him in calling it a warg. He changed the name to warg's tooth AMEN!

((Didn't I put it here?))

((put what? I mean the getting warg's tooth story.))

((OH. I'm sorry. *paps*))

((well I'm not rewriting it, ON TO OUR NEXT PHASE!))

((Pirates?))

((yes))

Next Viate wanted him to rob a docked pirate ship. He would quickly sneak on as Viate caused a stir by opening up guarded building filled with treasures in the town that was probably seeked out by the pirates anyways, and then lead the guards away. Which had worked successfully, the pirates were leaving to gather up the now plentiful and open bounty while Zane stole from them, having learned from viate what was most valuable to society, and to her. easily being able to spot false coins and dull gems in a pile. He expertly scooped up some of there most valuable gems and trinkets.

Unluckily for him, Essa wasn't a fool, and guessed that the dragon would be back for the town treasure after the guards were far enough away. She hadn't lingered in her thievery, and they returned far too early for Zane's comfort. "Thief!" she hissed, cutlass soundlessly resting by his neck. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't slit your throat," she commanded, "And chances are I'll slit it either way."

Zane immediately dropped all of it, and raised his hands. "It was the dragon's idea. I'm only doing what I must to not be her next supper," he said quickly.

She hummed slightly. "It might make a good story... Shall we listen before we string him up?" she asked the crew, which had assembled behind her, laughing dryly, a mottly assortment of men and Elves.

"You want me to tell you a story?" Zane asked in confusion. Expecting spilt blood already.

"Well, your partnership with the dragon could offer future possibility. Hold out your hands."

"Um, alright... I guess, SO you want me to talk about what happened?," he asked.. He stuck out his hands and dreading being caught twice.

She clapped him in irons and shoved him in the middle of a frightening gang of rogues. "Cough up your excuse, then we'll have a game of whether to let you live or let you join us."

"Join you?" he looked around the group of rogues. He seemed to like the idea. "Ok, so anyways I was helping a friend find her lost brother named Toby. We were around... uh Bree? I think that's the towns name, and we were searching around for him. We came across many people, each one of them avoiding contact with us because my friends hair was on fire like she was a living candle. She's obviously a fire mage of some sort, but she seemed more like a living fireball. She let her emotions fuel her fire to much. It's probably going to be the death of her," he shrugged. Putting in to much information because he was worried. "anyways after running into a swordsman who had the idea of checking a nearby mansion lead us to it. when we got inside and asked the man, it turned out toby was just there, but had left. Our little fireball got mad at him for not keeping the child safe, and we were kicked out. As we walked away the path seemed oddly ice cold compared to what is was only moments ago, following the cold we found ourselves near a lake, with a dragon helping a boy out who had started to freeze himself in the lake in panic. Apparently everyone is magical, it's kinda weird.After the dragon helped the small boy out of the lake, surprise surprise, it was Toby. Although a happy reunion did not happen as the fire girl-er her name is fiera- accused the dragon of rapping anne. Which was a surprise to me, but apparently in order for us to get to Bree, anne had to have sex with the dragon... which I wasn't there for thank goodness... that must have been a mess," he said, taking a quick breath and looking around. "Well pretty much the dragon threw a fit then flew off because he didn't like being called a rapist, so then after he left the other dragon that you saw came. She was mad because we led a different dragon onto her territory, so she was going to use us as a means for him to come and bait the dragon to come back. Sadly being the closest I was captured by the dragon, being held in her hand like some toy, practically being crushed in her hand. Then everyone freaked out, fiera jumped onto the nose of the dragon as it took to the air. Then this crazy guy jumped out of the lake and tried to save Fiera.... the dick just kinda of left me to die when he jumped off, BUT THEN the dragon lashed it's face out, literally biting them out of the air so that they couldn't fall. Then while that was happening the dragons wings started to fail, and she was plummeting to the ground, and then she..... uh I don't remember much after that, I think I was shot by lightning or something? I dunno, but when I woke up in this castle she had stolen by stealing it from some dwarfs before they finished it..." Zane paused as it looked like they thought his story was as crazy as he thought he was."then I woke up and she subjugated me to stealing from bandits and then also giving me long speeches about what kind of gems she wants because all the things I stole sucked. Then I went to this one camp and almost died because everyone woke up because I wasn't quick enough and they guy woke up so I stabbed him and ran with this diamond she wanted and then I lost my sword so I stole this other one and then she saved me from the last guy, and then a few days after that she learned about your ship and gave me the ideas to her plan and then the rest is what you saw." he said quickly and fearfully as he thought they drew nearer.

Adanessa shrugged. "You must have an exclusive ring of magical friends. Not many truly are magical." She yawned slightly. "All right, I enjoyed that, you may live. Kem, flog him for the theft and get him a bunk." She stood up in her leather pants and form fitting, dashing, piratey jacket, sauntering off slowly.

Zane kinda just sat there... waiting for whatever the heck a flaunting was.... Wait did she say enjoy that? Great, no one believed him.

Oh, she believed him all right. It was too stupid to be a lie. But she was also tired. She'd most likely kill him in the morning.

A flogging turned out to be a whipping of fifteen strikes, tied to the mast.

Zane was crying. "Ow!, I am never going to look forward to a new words again! Ow! Hay ah ah ah, ok ow. What did I do to- oh wait... that's what- OW!"

After that, he was pretty much given a hunk of steak, a change of clothes, and a hammock in the innards of the ship. "We sail at dawn." a Pirate pointed out, "Get your sleep."

"Alri-alright," he said. Still grunting from the pain of the whip. He quickly ate, and then passed out in bed. Making sure to keep his sword with him.

That was pretty much the one thing they hadn't confiscated. Essa slept lightly and woke early, checking to make sure the new recruit had not run, and then waking the crew to set sail. "New boy. You'll be scrubbing the deck."

"Alright, I'll scrub all day if it means no more flogging..... there is no more flogging right?" he asked.

"No, not unless you steal anything else, boy. For killing a mate, the penalty is death. As is stealing extra water from the water barrel. You'll be scrubbing the deck with seawater, for that matter, in case you were too daft to think of that," she said, testing his limits.

"Well I am quite daft, in the pirate sense. I'm pretty sure I don't look like a pirate, nor have the abilities of one for that matter, so i'd assume it was either death or scrubbing anyway.... speaking of which are we just throwing me over board to get seawater, or am I given a becket of sorts?" he asked. Insults never fazed him, but whips forever will now.

She threw a bucket and rope at his head, to see if he had reflexes enough to actually catch it. "You'll be using those. I hope you know enough about using such utensils." The thieving pig. Sure, he was cute.

Zane did catch the bucket, but he almost dropped it in the process. "A rope and a bucket... I think I can manage," he said. Walking over to the side of the boat,setting the bucket down and making sure it was a good knot.

She admired him carefully, being sure not to be seen by the crew, and moved to the helmsman, talking about charts and courses, pulling out a trade route.

Zane looked in the bucket. No sponge. "Welp.... I guess it's time to get sunburn," he said. Using the shirt as a rag as he he washed the deck.

WOW. He was kind of ripped.

WOW. He kinda was, like probably a lot of the pirates, and he had energy, he seemed to take the swabbing job easily. It was a lot to do yes, but he wasn't complaining or getting too tired.

She was berated softly for not paying attention to their plans and she totally berated herself a hundred times worse inwardly.

All the while Zane had no idea she was. He put up his hand to wipe the sweat of his for head, and looked to see how much he had done so far. He did a decent job.

He was sooooo going to get an extra slab of meat tonight.

AND THEN THOUSANDS OF INAPPROPRIATE JOKES FLOWED INTO MR. ROCK'S MIND! and he said none of them.

And Ilsa clapped, proud of Rock.

He wanted to say one, but he waited, still washing.

Ilsa allowed it.

Zane looked like he hade a very impressive slab of meat to show her tonight.

Adanessa noticed.

Zane finished the top part of the center, he just needed to wash the part where the captain and the wheel would be.

She noticed his hesitance. "Boy, up here."

" Alright," he said. Going to wash their.

"What's your name, Boy?"

" Zane," he said. " might I ask yours?"

(( You'll never get to live that joke down now. Just like your fairy crush))

((OMG. You can be so weird! XD))

"You may," she said, coolly eyeing the map.

" Alright, what's your name?" He asked as he washed. (( What? I just enjoy some inappropriate humor sometimes))

"Essa." she said shortly, sneaking a peek at his six pack.