Post by whyemmdee on Oct 19, 2015 9:20:15 GMT -5
Please use this thread to coordinate details surrounding the Carbo Expedition of 1763 and post if you want to sign up for the next event (make sure to specify your character and possible specialization (marksman, tank, medic, etc.)). Those who wish to write a short but detailed synopsis of the event can do so in exchange for a small reward (please send me a PM).
Sunday, 18th was Part 1: A Call to Arms.
PCs present: Emmanuel, Carter, Adrian.
A flier draws the attention of those curious enough to examine: Calling for "mercenaries, failed detectives, and would-be crowders", the flyer requests their services and promises amazing cash rewards for those willing to sign up at the twenty-third of Maystreet. Identification is required to enter the residence, as one unfortunate person found out.
The meeting room was filled with an incongruous gaggle of the book-smart and the street-smart alike. Crowders brushing shoulders with off-duty coppers, archaeologists and explorers obscure and famous alike, all gathered around a table full of various reading material covering a diverse array of subjects, ranging from mathematics to the occult. The host of honour was one "Ahmed Carbo", a name that draws interest from the informed, and after preliminary introductions, he gets to the meat of the matter: He is funding an expedition to frozen Aquilia in the north, and he is seeking capable and skilled bodies for the journey. Before they could even consider it, though, they would need a vessel suited for the long journey northwards, and as luck would have it, two ships of note were found moored off in the Bay of Drowned Mice. One of them was the long-distance trading vessel, the Eleanor Sarah Ann.
There is a catch, however: Despite being open to claim for all, no one has successfully retrieved the Eleanor Sarah Ann, and the teams that tried met grisly fates, engendering rumours of the vessel being haunted. But it was a worthy seafarer, and it would carry them into Aquilia, so the first thing in order was to claim it, and Carbo had managed to secure a small airship for the task.
A contract was offered for the interested. Either due to the stipulations written therein, or the sheer danger of the journey, only a handful of those present signed. Most walked away. A few deferred to sign at a later time.
Sunday, 18th was Part 1: A Call to Arms.
PCs present: Emmanuel, Carter, Adrian.
A flier draws the attention of those curious enough to examine: Calling for "mercenaries, failed detectives, and would-be crowders", the flyer requests their services and promises amazing cash rewards for those willing to sign up at the twenty-third of Maystreet. Identification is required to enter the residence, as one unfortunate person found out.
The meeting room was filled with an incongruous gaggle of the book-smart and the street-smart alike. Crowders brushing shoulders with off-duty coppers, archaeologists and explorers obscure and famous alike, all gathered around a table full of various reading material covering a diverse array of subjects, ranging from mathematics to the occult. The host of honour was one "Ahmed Carbo", a name that draws interest from the informed, and after preliminary introductions, he gets to the meat of the matter: He is funding an expedition to frozen Aquilia in the north, and he is seeking capable and skilled bodies for the journey. Before they could even consider it, though, they would need a vessel suited for the long journey northwards, and as luck would have it, two ships of note were found moored off in the Bay of Drowned Mice. One of them was the long-distance trading vessel, the Eleanor Sarah Ann.
There is a catch, however: Despite being open to claim for all, no one has successfully retrieved the Eleanor Sarah Ann, and the teams that tried met grisly fates, engendering rumours of the vessel being haunted. But it was a worthy seafarer, and it would carry them into Aquilia, so the first thing in order was to claim it, and Carbo had managed to secure a small airship for the task.
A contract was offered for the interested. Either due to the stipulations written therein, or the sheer danger of the journey, only a handful of those present signed. Most walked away. A few deferred to sign at a later time.