Sail the Seas (Pirate RP Needs Members!)

[SpreadingDread]

"Alexa smiled as she got off the boat. She was doing it to be more kind than anything else. As a small child passed by, asking for money she smiled. She bent down and handed the girl a gold coin. "That should be enough to buy some clothes and dinner." she whispered. She poked the girl stomach and handed her some bread.

((r u gonna reply as milo?))

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Did someone respond to him?]

The small girl snatched the bread and shoved it into her mouth, then bit the coin to make sure it was real. Her eyes widened and she scurried off as quickly as she could, clutching the coin in her small fist. Patric frowned slightly, worried. That girl would be dead by morning- this was a place where people killed for coppers, much less gold coins. He didn't want to make Alexa feel guilty, so he led the way towards his house. As they arrived, he swung the door open and led the girls into chaos. With four younger brothers and two younger sisters, the place was constantly a mess. The youngest girl, a tot of five, came running up to him. "Patric's home!" she squealed as he swung her up into a hug. A tall woman with bright red hair came out of the kitchen, drying her hands on the white apron she was wearing. She gave Patric a kiss on the cheek and said, "My lad, you're just in time for dinner." She looked past her son and smiled, then asked, "Who are these two lovely young ladies?" Patric set Malory on the floor as he introduced them. "Mum, this is Alexa and Diena."

Milo let Ella lean against him as they headed back towards the ship, the sailors not bothering to follow. They didn’t want a murder blamed on them, if the girl happened to die.

[Lady Luna]

Diena smiled and waved. She stuck her hands in her pockets sheepishly.

[SpreadingDread]

Alexa smiled at the woman. She stood in the shadows. She looked at the little girl and winked, then looked back at Patrick's mom.

Ella stumbled a few times but kept her head high. She tried to not show any pain but failed miserably.

[Lady Luna]

Jessy cautiously followed Ella and Milo. He watched them intently, making sure that they were ok and no one tried to hurt them. He looked aback and saw a drunk man stagger out of the pub, holding his head. He laughed a little then turned around. He climbed a gutter and walked along the rooftops.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

From the back of the house came a shout of laughter and two boys, tall, lanky, with bright red hair and freckles, came tumbling into the house. They were sword fighting with sticks, laughing even as they landed blows on each other. Patric stepped forwards and separated the twins, then looked up to see the three younger children, two more boys and another girl, peer around the door of the kitchen. "All of you hold still," he said, chuckling. "I can't keep track of all of you at once." The two boys with sticks hid them behind their back sheepishly, and Malory clung to Patric's leg. "Alexa, Diena, these are my siblings." He picked up his youngest sister and said, "This is Malory, the youngest. James is the second youngest-" he put his hand on the shoulder of a short boy of seven or so, with ruddy brown hair. "Walter is eight," he pointed at the third youngest child, one with dark red hair and dark freckles. He touched his second sister's shoulder and said, "This is Monica. She's twelve." He nudged the twins with his elbow and said, "These two are Thomas and Frederic."

"It'll be alright, Ella," said Milo, putting his hand around her shoulders. "We just need to get back to the ship."

[SpreadingDread]

Alexa smiled in turn at each of the many children. "And how old are the twins?" she asked, curious. She winked at Malory again.

Ella nodded. She kept walking, making sure not to trip over her own feet. She put her arm around Milo's waist for more support. They got to the ship and climbed aboard.

[Lady Luna]

Diena smiled at all the children and turned back to Patrick.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

"The twins?" said Patric, "Oh, I forgot. They're fourteen, and I'm the oldest, at eighteen. Thomas and Frederic work at the baker's, Monica's learning how to sew and embroider at the tailor's, and James, Walter, and Malory take odd jobs in the marketplace. Mum and da run the butcher's in town. We're ot rich, but we get by."

Milo and Ella made it back to the ship without further problems, but there didn't seem to be anyone on board. "Ella's hurt real bad," called Milo. "Is any o' the crew here?"

[Remorsa]

(i'll be on later just wanted to inform. later)