The last logbook of Gauntlet Blaze
Aug 7, 2020 0:44:21 GMT
Daisy, Merla, the Daughter of Summer, and 1 more like this
Post by Blaze on Aug 7, 2020 0:44:21 GMT
I've convinced the Captain that he needs me on this voyage to the Kantas Expanse. What moron thinks they can go without a healer "just this once"?! Enjoy your slow painful death at sea!
It'll be good to keep busy and feel like I'm actually doing something. Not like the lazy bastards who are treating this like some kinda pleasure cruise. Couldn't afford a ticket with a soldiers wage anyway, but that's not the point!
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I swear to Dol, if one more person looks at my hair like they wanna dump a bucket of water over me. I WILL set this ship on fire and swim the rest of the bloody way there!
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Looks like a storm's brewing.
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Turns out the chef on this floating box; isn't the worst to talk to. Don't get me wrong, he has a mouth on him and needs to learn to shut up sometimes. But he let me cook up a rations comfort classic, like what we used to make when morale was suffering. Since the weather went south, I thought it was appropriate.
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I'm surrounded by idiots. Flatface and shortstack need to stop asking me questions before they get a flaming fist to the gut!
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The ships cat seems to have taken a liking to me. Would be cute if it weren't for the fact that I wake up unable to breathe because it's lying on my throat. I assume it's because I'm warm. Well it's not my winning personality is it? You know what, it's still cute. Little murder fluff.
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FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
Why is this taking so long, stupid bucket with sails!
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Clearly I'm not the only one losing their mind from the tedium. The lad in the crows nest got a bit too excited about seeing land. Slipped in the rigging, ended up smashing his leg. I fixed him up, told him if he doesn't rest up, I'd kill him. He seems to have calmed down now. Funny that.
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I guess I'm gonna go find a tavern in Port Ffirst and drink a toast to a new life.
Signing off,
Gauntlet Blaze of The Flaming Fist
That's gonna take some getting used to.
Blaze
It'll be good to keep busy and feel like I'm actually doing something. Not like the lazy bastards who are treating this like some kinda pleasure cruise. Couldn't afford a ticket with a soldiers wage anyway, but that's not the point!
~~~~~
I swear to Dol, if one more person looks at my hair like they wanna dump a bucket of water over me. I WILL set this ship on fire and swim the rest of the bloody way there!
~~~~~
Looks like a storm's brewing.
~~~~~
Turns out the chef on this floating box; isn't the worst to talk to. Don't get me wrong, he has a mouth on him and needs to learn to shut up sometimes. But he let me cook up a rations comfort classic, like what we used to make when morale was suffering. Since the weather went south, I thought it was appropriate.
~~~~~
I'm surrounded by idiots. Flatface and shortstack need to stop asking me questions before they get a flaming fist to the gut!
~~~~~
The ships cat seems to have taken a liking to me. Would be cute if it weren't for the fact that I wake up unable to breathe because it's lying on my throat. I assume it's because I'm warm. Well it's not my winning personality is it? You know what, it's still cute. Little murder fluff.
~~~~~
Why is this taking so long, stupid bucket with sails!
~~~~~
Clearly I'm not the only one losing their mind from the tedium. The lad in the crows nest got a bit too excited about seeing land. Slipped in the rigging, ended up smashing his leg. I fixed him up, told him if he doesn't rest up, I'd kill him. He seems to have calmed down now. Funny that.
~~~~~
I guess I'm gonna go find a tavern in Port Ffirst and drink a toast to a new life.
Signing off,
That's gonna take some getting used to.
Blaze