alex
Landlubber
I live for freedom
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Post by alex on Feb 10, 2009 9:12:58 GMT -5
"Yes. He said that he saw three spheres, a blue one, a black one, and a brown one. In the brown one he saw a city, perhaps Basra. Then the blue and black sphere started spinning around the brown one and merged with it, forming in what appeared to be a fire ball. He also felt black magic in one of his visions."
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Post by Sinbad on Feb 10, 2009 9:40:46 GMT -5
What she said did not make much sense to Sinbad, but then again he did not know a lot about about magic and being unable to communicate with the bird himself, he would be the last to contradict her or doubt what she told him - also because he did not want to get her even more mad at him than she already was. He nodded.
"Thank you." he said. "I think we should double to watch for tonight then in case we arrive earlier."
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alex
Landlubber
I live for freedom
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Post by alex on Feb 10, 2009 9:44:53 GMT -5
She smiled at Sinbad and nodded. Then she turned around and went below.
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Post by Doubar on Feb 11, 2009 9:30:26 GMT -5
Doubar felt the smile that had covered his face only moments before fade.
*Basra under attack?*, he heard his own words echo in his mind. *Three orbs, a fireball, magic?*
Bryn had left the two before Doubar even got to open his mouth. So, instead of addressing the sorceress, the giant turned a little towards Sinbad and spoke thougthfully: "Did you understand any of this little brother?"
Doubar didn't know much about magic. Heck, he even didn't know why featherbrain was able to see things that were to come or how he could tell Bryn what he'd experienced at all but one thing he knew for sure: when the little one felt magic being involved somewhere it meant they had to be on guard.
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Post by Sinbad on Feb 12, 2009 8:24:57 GMT -5
Sinbad turned slightly to look at his brother. "Not much of it." he said. "But whatever it is, we bette watch out. I don´t know how Bryn and Dermott communicate, but we should take it as a warning. So when we arrive, we should count in there could be an attack going on. We also should´t leave the ship unguarded."
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Post by Doubar on Feb 13, 2009 20:34:50 GMT -5
Doubar heard his brother's words and frowned a little. In deed what Sinbad had said was true. If featherbrain had seen something that he thought was worth sharing with the captain then it was most likely to be something the crew had better taken not too lightly.
"I don't like not knowing what's going on", he then muttered, letting his sight for a moment be distracted by one of the younger sailors who was standing not too far away from the brothers fidging with some ropes.
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Post by Sinbad on Feb 14, 2009 2:58:21 GMT -5
"Neither do I" Sinbad replied, crossing his arms again, but this time not in a blocking off manner. "but knowing there might be something is still better than knowing nothing." he added, turning towards his brother to give him a friendly clap on the shoulder, smirking.
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Post by Doubar on Feb 14, 2009 6:45:10 GMT -5
Feeling the clap Doubar tilted his head back to Sinbad again, seeing now that smirk which was evident on his face.
"Aye", he half-grumbled, still not feeling all too satisfied with the situation, "it is better than that. And still ...". Doubar gew silent for a moment. Furrowing his brows he seemed to think about something that had just come to his mind.
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Post by Sinbad on Feb 14, 2009 6:50:26 GMT -5
Sinbad knew his older brother well enough to be able to tell when there was something on his mind, just as it was the other way round and he was certain that Doubar had had a reason for interrupting Bryn and his conversation earlier. "And still?" he asked, guessing from the other man´s facial expression that there had to be more.
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Post by Doubar on Feb 16, 2009 4:27:45 GMT -5
Doubar didn’t know just why this thought popped up in his mind right now. Bryn had spoken about magic. Black magic. And moreover, something the girl hadn’t been able to know could mean more than what her words betrayed, a fireball. It was crazy, Doubar knew, but he simply couldn’t stand the thought that it reminded him of a time which had been long gone. Fireballs once had meant the Celtic Lass had to do something with it. Maybe if it hadn’t been for that old devil Scratch, Doubar thought, he had not been sentimental enough to interpret what little Dermott saw as a sign of the lost girl but nowadays … One did not always notice it but many things were off since their encounter with the demon. Especially Sinbad had taken it bad. These days one could see him all too often stand a lone at the reeling, getting lost in those thoughts he for one year had tried to avoid so much. Most of the crew knew and respected that, leaving the captain whenever they felt he needed his time. It hadn’t been as bad as in the first time after her disappearance though, but still somehow it seemed that the memory of what had happened on this very ship a little over a year ago had become alive again, haunting the crew with its mere existence. And when now he heard Dermott see something like a fireball, being involved with black magic … Doubar couldn’t help but get worried for Maeve. He knew there was little chance that what he thought was right, but somehow he wasn’t able to shake off that feeling that spread in his guts, telling him something about the whole thing was awfully wrong.
But it was no use. Doubar closed his eyes unwillingly for only a moment, trying to ban that thought from his mind and hoping that Sinbad had missed his musing. He didn’t want the younger one to bother about things like that right now. And after all, he tried to convince himself, there was no clue that this had something to do with the Lass at all. Doubar didn’t know just how the hawk was connected to either of the girls but there was good chance, he hoped, that the bird had known if his mistress had been involved. So, maybe his whole thinking had been useless anyway.
Taking a deep breath, clearing his mind with the warm salty air that entered his lungs, he then put on a slight smile, deciding to give Sinbad an answer that did not betray his complete thoughts but still held some truth in it.
“Maybe we should go and see Caipra then, little brother. She might know what to do with this daydream featherbrain had.”
Aye, it was the truth. He was sure the old sorceress could help them with that. She knew more about magic than any of the crew did … which was no big deal since the only one up here using some kind of powers was Bryn…
For a moment he felt the urge to chuckle at his thoughts. Not telling what really went on in his mind was usually something Sinbad was best in. *Well, sometimes it does become obvious we’re brothers*, Doubar thought, being somewhat amused about this. Then seemingly casually he laid his right hand on the younger ones left shoulder, squeezing it slightly and adding: “It will be good to meet an old friend and if Basra should really be under attack we got even more reason to do so.”
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Post by firouz on Feb 16, 2009 19:28:04 GMT -5
Suddenly there was a loud explosion. Firouz walked onto the deck from below. His face was blackened from the smoke. Bryn was helping him up the stairs. He thanked Bryn for helping him then saw Sinbad and Doubar over in the corner and decided to go talk to them. The curly scientist walked over to the two. "Hey guys, I just found the most wonderful thing. I successfully managed to create a formula that would increase the strength of my exploding sticks ten-fold."
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Post by Doubar on Feb 17, 2009 12:50:14 GMT -5
Right in the moment Doubar heard the loud bang he knew he had been right before. The hand he had loosely laid on his brother's shoulder tensed and his head spun around to where the sound had come from.
"Firouz!", he exclaimed when in the next moment the curly scientist emerged from below, being helped by Bryn. The younger man's face was all sooty but a strangely proud smile lay upon it.
"Hey guys, I just found the most wonderful thing. I successfully managed to create a formula that would increase the strength of my exploding sticks ten-fold."
At his words Doubar lowered his hand, nudging his brother gently with it. "See, I told ya. Way too dangerous", he half-whispered, following what he had said about Fiuroz hiding away something earlier.
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Post by Sinbad on Feb 17, 2009 17:18:40 GMT -5
Still kind of occupied with hiding his own thoughtfullness – even though this was a bit easier now – Sinbad had not noticed his brother´s brief mental absence and therefore did not comment on it. Probably, Firouz showing up also had a part in it since the inventor struggling onto the deck once more took his attention away from too serious matters. He had grinned about Doubar´s comment on Firouz a moment ago, knowing that the other man was usually a bit sceptical about the inventions.
The explosion was loud enough to make him wince. Bryn´s warning was still fresh in his memory and despite the friendly weather and atmosphere there seemed to be something going on if not here then elsewhere, so he was a bit on guard even though he didn´t show it. Therefore, for a moment not able to sort in what was going on, his hand strayed towards his saber for a brief instant when he turned his head to find the source of the noise. To his relief, it turned out to be Firouz. He bit back a chuckle at his older brother´s whispered words as his hand relaxed again.
“Ten fold?” he asked. “I hope that means we don´t have a hole in the hull to deal with now.”
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Post by firouz on Feb 17, 2009 22:24:28 GMT -5
Firouz’s smile widened as he in took the captain’s concern but knowing that no harm had been done. “Nope. I mixed a very small amount of the chemicals and therefore the explosion was on a small scale. But when I add a larger amount of the chemicals, the effect would be magnified. Bryn told me that we may be under an attack, so I thought I should prepare. Oh, and I also found a way to speed up the reaction. This way we can vertically throw one of my exploding sticks and time when it would explode. Do you want me to demonstrate?” The scientist was eager to show his new invention and was hoping Sinbad would say yes.
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Post by Doubar on Feb 18, 2009 5:09:52 GMT -5
At the word "demonstrate" Doubar felt his whole body tense. No, demonstrations surely weren't the kind of things Doubar wanted to whitness. Not when it came to solar power beamers, any kind of sharp thingies and surely not when the issue was some exploding thing.
The first mate raised his eyebrows and turned to his inventor friend.
"Firouz, you look like you almost killed yourself and now want to do the same to us? I for one would prefer to reach the shore alive", he half snorted, letting his mistrust for once beeing shown in his voice.
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