Port of Solitude, Skyrim

Alex Jordan Reif - -Kaj would walk into the tavern looking around- Bah what have i got myself into -He would whisper to himself

Morghâsh Dagon - I gesture to Vorm to hold that he is in no danger, "Can we help you Serah?"

Vorm Blade-Breaker - I inch my hand away from the hilt placing it on my thigh under the hilt.

Alex Jordan Reif - -Kaj would then take an seat at the counter ordering an drink while listening to people ramble on-

Morghâsh Dagon - "Touchy touchy now aren't we Vern... Its just another Nord hes sitting at the bar, little to worry over..."

Vorm Blade-Breaker - "...It's. Vorm...."

Morghâsh Dagon - "yes yes I heard you the first time..."

I chuckle as I see the new Nord rise from the bar and make his way towards our table.

"Keep your hand off the blade for now... he's coming this way. your armored enough to make a Dwemer city jealous... Have a seat Serah."

I nudge the chair to my left out to give the man a spot to sit.

Alex Jordan Reif - -Kaj would put hes hands at the end on the edges of the table and looks right at "Captain"- You have an ship right?

Morghâsh Dagon - I stare at him in shock for a moment then burst out laughing.

"I should hope so... I doubt that my navigator has the nerve to try and steal it..."

Alex Jordan Reif - -He would push him self of the table looking down at him- Right..Ya need an worker?

Morghâsh Dagon - "I believe you mean sailor... but aye we have room for..... what is it Westyn, 3 more?" "No cap'n two..."

"Right right two... why Nord? you lookin to get yer," I glance at his feet, "...mammoth stompers wet?"

Alex Jordan Reif - "Yes i do i have plans of being an sailor after -Cough- Right anything i need to learn?"

Morghâsh Dagon - I quirk an eyebrow and glance over at Vorm and then Westyn before looking back at the man in the eyes.

Alex Jordan Reif - -Kaj would be staring back at the man with an blank expression-

Morghâsh Dagon - "I see.... well judging by your kit... you know your way around a battlefield... correct?"

Alex Jordan Reif - "Yes of course i have been around."

Vorm Blade-Breaker - "Stormcloak or Legion brother Nord?"

Morghâsh Dagon - I look over at the walking scrapyard and ask, "does it really matter?"

Vorm Blade-Breaker - "Not particularly but it would give me a better idea what sort of training he has...

knowing that I will be better able to judge how useful he would be..."

Morghâsh Dagon "Good point... well Nord, Stormcloak or... Legion?" I can hardly help but make a face as I speak the last word...

Alex Jordan Reif - Neither i learned all my things myself but of course help with others

Morghâsh Dagon - "Neither?" I slowly turn to look at Vorm Blade-Breaker, "neither he's says... Imagine that.

Whhell. Goody cause I don't bloody care either way.... Any ways looks like we're done here. Uh wait what's yer name Nord?"

Pulling a small pouch of gold from my belt I make as if to start counting it and frown, "One hand on the table one hand on your chair gentlemen. Don't bloody ask just do as your told..."

I watch as with puzzled looks the two Nords do as their told, I draw a single copper septim from the purse and throw it at the barkeep hollering out, "for the crap Mead and the table, cause I like it and I'm a fucking pirate!" Slapping my hand down on the table I grab my chair and call out, "My Lord Dagon, return your disciple and his crew to my home the Ved Yolos!"

In an eruption black and blood stained flames the four of us, our table, our chairs and everything on it vanishes from site and sets the corner alight. We burst back into being on the main deck of my ship where upon I stand up collect my new pint and pour it out, "so Nord I never caught your name, but welcome aboard the Ved Yolos. Your beds are through the door behind me go find one. Westyn, lets get underway, we've a king to catter to and some villages to raid in Morrowind. Oh and have someone move these table and chairs to my office I rather like it and want to keep it... Anyone want some rum?"

As I wait Westyn nods and begins to set the crew to order getting the ship ready to sail...

Alex Jordan Reif - "Right," -He would look around- "Im Kaj -He would seem to be shocked from being in morthal then to solitude-"

Morghâsh Dagon - I watch as both Vorm and Kaj react the first time I ask Mehrunes Dagon to warp us from one location to another and am still amused by their shock, "Stop thinking the both of you... if you keep this up your mind will break... remember thinking is dangerous... especially when Milord Dagon is involved..."

Alex Jordan Reif - "Right right -He would shiver an bit- what we gonna do today -He would look up to the sky then back down- on this beautifully day?"

Vorm Blade-Breaker - "I... but... how..."

Morghâsh Dagon - I wait for him to finish trying and with a flat look repeat, "Stop. It. You will break your mind. Now if ya'ller gunna stand there slack-jawed go to the and get a shot of rum from the cook... JUST A SHOT... it aint that piss water you been drinking at the inn all day..." I look pointedly over at Vorm as I say this knowing hes going to try to drink me dry poisoning himself on the stuff, "I'm talking to you Vern..."

As I finish one Sevaari sings out over the crew asking our destination.

"We make for Tel Vos in Morrowind if we see any half way decent targets along the way sing out cant raid what we don't see..." then it dawns on me that I hadn't explained their predicaments to the two new crew membersm, "which reminds me gentlemen... we are as one of you knows sailing to Morrowind on a Reconn mission for the crown... however... you happen to be standing on the Ved Yolos, or the Black Flame as many of the land lubbers call us on account of the fact that as pirates after we raid someone or pillage a ships goods I tend to burn them to the waterline with my ever so merry black and blood flames... I'm a pyromancer and a damned good one, but on top of that I am also Captain Morghash Dagon, Servant of Mehrunes Dagon and quite possibly one of the most successful pirates here on Tamriel..." I look over the side of the ship and watch as the coast of Skyrim begins to flow away from us as we clear the mouth of the bay, "...if either of you have an issue with this your one chance of reporting me to the king is now slipping away in our wake... so you may want to start swimming because I'm not giving you a dinge... oh and if you offend me by trying to dive over the side too quickly I'm afraid ill have to burn you to the waterline just like any of the others who have done so... If however you could care less, welcome aboard, you'll get 70% of all you can carry back, alcohol not included, plus your portion of the 20% that will go to the crew which the king will be paying for our service... So prove yourself loyal to the Black Flame and you will have a life of freedom here on the high seas, oh and if you have any suggestions or requests of cities you would like to put into come see me in an hour or so I want to get out of these cloths... all this light weightness is making me edgy... so whos going to try to not offend me, any takers? Eh? Eh?" I glance back and forth between them waiting to see who will provide my next amusement...

Vorm Blade-Breaker - I look over at Kaj and then back at the Captain and shake my head, "I'm good... my blade is yours as is my shield."

Morghâsh Dagon - I frown in disappointment, "Bah your no fun... what about you Kaj care to try to make it to shore?"

Alex Jordan Reif - "Well depends -He look over to Vorm Tempting to push him over board- I think i like to live"

Morghâsh Dagon - I give them both flat unamused looks, "fine fine go find a berth... if you have any raid suggestions or whatever be sure to let me know in an hour or so... SEVAARI! ONE HOUR! MY OFFICE! DONT FORGET MY TEA KETTLE!"

With that I turn on my heal and kick open the door to my office and make my way to my room to change out of this cursed lightly armored get-up.

Vorm Blade-Breaker - I sit in the bow overlooking the ships figureheard sharpening my blade once more. We had begun in ravens rock, Kaj had spoken with his wife. We left her village alone... we then moved on to Vos, then Tel Vos, and worked our way down the coast raiding all the way down the eastern coast of the continent stopping in black marsh long enough to sell off the goods we raided from every visible city along the coast. It had been so fruitful we had been forced to take payment in gems as opposed to the imperial septim. We had numerous chests below decks nearly over flowing with gems of every concievable color found under the sun...

I chuckled remembering the cause of one of the chinks in my blade. I then recognize a small split beginning to form in the blade, scowling i begin to curse vehemently drawing Sevaari's attention, "what is it that causes your tongue to spout such obscene words Nord?"

I turn and scowl at the woman, "My blade is broken..."

She responds with a confused look and a quirked eyebrow, "uh... it looks fine to me..."

My scowl deepens and i proceed to pocket the whetstone looking her right in the eyes and snap the blade in

half tossing the pieces overboard.

"What would you know, you pluck at a string all day."Hopping off the bow i wonder towards my bunk only to have our pompus new Altmer crew member walk round the corner straight into me Westyn looking almost as annoyed as i felt now that i was without a blade. Feeling the thump against my cuirass i take a half step back while he falls flat on his ass sputtering at the interuption. From the deck he proceeded to bitch and curse at me in his native Aldmeri tongue. I look at Westyn who painfully rolled his eyes before covering his face with his hand. Rolling my eyes i proceeded to shove the Mer to his back snatch his blade from its scabbard at his hip removed my boot from his chest reversed the blade and planted it point first in his sternum, driving it through the bone and embeding it in his spine. Looking to Westyn i see him peek out from beneath his hand as the sudden silance dawns on him... "guh... just mop it up... ah and thank you for resolving this headache which was forming... ehem! Clean up rear mid-deck!"