EVENT #04: SEA MONSTER HUNT AND FEASTING

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EVENT #04: THE GREAT SEA HUNT

With sharpened blades and loaded rifles, the Corsairs fan out across the Eternal Ocean. The Great Sea Hunt has begun once again. As the seas froth angrily from the horde of sea monsters, Corsair ships cut a path through. As the din of battle erupts across the Ocean, the Vault is undergoing heavy activity as other Corsairs begin preparing their grand feast.With the defeat of an Imperial Legion in their belts, all Corsairs are eager to make this hunt and this feast one to remember.

There will be open logs for each major category, as well as a wild card option for players to make their own. While these logs are roughly broken into roles, characters are free to tag in and out of whichever posts suit their fancy. The missions from planning and descriptions are repeated here for convenience:

MISSIONS

Monster Investigation: Characters will investigate where sea monsters are gathering for easier and more efficient culling.
Open to: Infiltrators
Hunt Monsters: Characters will go out on ships, and cull the raging sea monsters in the Eternal Ocean
Open to: Combatants
Prepare for the Parties: Characters will need to arrange and organize for the post-hunt celebration. There will be parties held in all major Corsair cities.
Open to: Negotiators
Provide for the Parties: Characters will need to prepare food, drink, and accomodations for the post-hunt celebration. There will be parties held in all major Corsair cities.
Open to: Suppliers

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[purplexing]

In the meantime, Donnie futilely tries to warm up his arms by rubbing them. Ugh, this is the worst part of winter-sea scouting.

He wastes no time in pulling the blanket over his head, wanting nothing but to thaw out. "S-someone better fish up the one we just took care of," he says. No point in wasting a sea monster.

"...thanks. By the way," he adds, muffled as he huddles, but he peers out from beneath the blanket, grateful Noctis had been keeping an eye out.

[chosenkingoflucis]

"If they don't, I will." He says with a grin. "It's not a real challenge, but I'm not the King of Fishing for nothing!"

Self-proclaimed, but still, he's pretty damn good and has caught his fair share of 'monsters.'

"No prob." He replies, snuggling down into his own blanket. "You'd do the same for me."

He hopes.

Scratch that. He knows Donnie's got a good heart.

"But man am I beat!" He admits, leaning his head back against the railing and closing his eyes.

[purplexing]

Donnie blurts out another laugh at that. "Is that an actual title?" More importantly, this is something Noctis is willingly proclaiming?

His expression softens, maybe even looks a touch embarrassed. Yeah he would. He's not the type to stand by and watch his friends get eaten. Or attacked in general.

"-and I am freezing, I think my brain wants to shut down if we stand out here another second," he pushes on. "Let's go inside as I do not fancy passing out here." Something something cold-blooded something.

[chosenkingoflucis]

Damn straight he's willingly proclaiming it. It might not be an actual title, but he'll die on this hill.

He gives Donnie a smirk in response, leaving it up to his friend to decide whether he wants to believe it's a real title or not.

Noctis shivers under the blanket and stands, nodding to Donnie.

"Good thinking. It's probably a lot warmer below deck. And there might be a hot drink in our future." He chuckles, heading for the stairs.

[purplexing]

"Oh I hope so! That is the least that we're owed!" Donnie says, pulling his blankets tighter as they head down. "If there is no coffee on this ship I will have words!!"

Coffee, some hot soup... a blanket nest... He's getting sleepy just thinking about it.

[chosenkingoflucis]

They make their way below deck, finding a place to settle and sure enough, a fellow Corsair hands each of them two mugs, one with hot soup, and the other with coffee.

Seeing the dark colored liquid brings back memories that trigger a pang of grief in his heart. He never really liked coffee, but he drank it to look cool. Especially since Ignis likes it so much.

Noctis politely thanks the Corsair, placing the coffee aside to sip at the soup, the warmth spreading through his body quickly and he utters a contented sigh.

[purplexing]

"Ohhh delicious coffee substinance," Donnie sighs, practically curling around his own mug.

He sits cross-legged so he can warm his legs and toes up beneath the blanket. After a few sips, he decides to work on his soup, thankful to regain some feeling in his fingers as he wraps his hands around the mug.

"Much better..."

Need 2 more for AC after this one if you can help pretty please?

[chosenkingoflucis]

"You really like coffee that much?" Noctis asks, Donnie holding the same vibes as someone from back home regarding the drink. It brings a slight pang to his chest but then an idea.

"Ever heard of Ebony?"

Noctis purses his lips and concentrates, sifting through the Arminger with his mind and a beat later a can appears in his free hand.

"Thought I'd find one." He laughs. Iggy can't live without his Ebony. Here." He hands Donnie the can. "I'll get him another pack when I make it back home."

*thumbsup*

[purplexing]

"Absolutely, one of the best things about joining the Corsairs," the turtlekin says in one breath. Definitely one of his better discoveries since being away from home.

He blinks owlishly at Noctis, clearly unfamiliar with the name. His head lifts with a surprised jerk as a can appears out of seemingly nowhere.

Curiosity gets the better of him as he sets down the source of his warmth to take the can, looking it over and sniffing at it. He gives it a little shake. Liquid?

"It's...coffee?" he asks, threading the line of reasoning back.

Ty ty 😊

[chosenkingoflucis]

"Yeah. Just pop the top and drink." Noctis explains, motioning to the little pull tab. "I guess you could say it's a sort of delicacy to some back home. Like my retainer, Ignis."

Maybe he should explain the Armiger, based on Donnie's reaction.

"You're probably wondering how I keep pulling things from seemingly nowhere, right?"

[purplexing]

He squints at the can, eyeing the tab at the top. "Maybe I'll try it later," he says. No point in wasting it when he's still got his coffee mug here.

A delicacy though? Ooh. Sounds fancy.

"-yes. It's like Link's magic bag but without the bag, how are you doing that."

[chosenkingoflucis]

Noctis nods in agreement. No sense in opening another coffee when he's got one there. "Let me know what you think."

Noctis isn't big on coffee in general, but he drinks it to look more mature.

As for the explanation.

"So, those of the Lucis Caelum line are blessed by the Gods with the Power of Kings. This includes the warping you've seen me do, the ability to wield the Royal Arms, being able to cast magic, as well as to be able to wear and use the power of the Ring of the Lucii. We can also access what's called the Armiger, a sort of pocket dimension, storing and pulling things out with nothing more than a thought."

He pauses a moment.

"But here's the really cool thing. I can actually grant some of these powers to others temporarily."

[purplexing]

Wow but that opening line is A Lot to digest. Donnie stares blankly for a moment.

"Waaaaait wait wait, so you're like, royalty?" It's refreshing to know that some nobles can act like real people! Even if they choose strange titles involving fishing.

"Oh that sounds so useful though. I mean, the warping thing, definitely, but being able to put things away and bring them out again without the actual physical space to worry about?? Oh the things I could store!!" He has so many things! He could stuff a bunch of salvage away without having to worry about physically carrying it all!

Noctis continuing makes him break out of his brief reverie. "Muh? How's that?"

[chosenkingoflucis]

Noctis rubs at the back of his neck. He probably should have said something sooner on that part. Oh well.

"Yeah. I'm Noctis Lucis Caelum 114th King of Lucis."

Hopefully Donnie won't treat him any differently. He's not like the nobles of this world.

He can't help a smile with Donnie's excitement over his daydreams on storing stuff in the Armiger. Sadly, there are limits, he's pretty sure that if he stored a bunch of salvage for too long, it would make him sick eventually. Not to mention the more things are stored, the harder it is to retrieve them. Both of these things were found out the hard way when his friends started storing garbage and everything else in there. Still, Donnie's enthusiasm is cute, so Noctis won't burst his bubble.

As for granting the Power of Kings.

"I dunno, I just kinda think it and it's done. Next time we fight together, I'll give it to you."

He leaves out the part that it takes a bit of his lifeforce to do, as does all of his abilities. Hence why the Lucis Caelums age faster.

[purplexing]

It's fine, Donnie wouldn't know how to treat nobility who wasn't actively threatening him in the first place.

Prooobbaly better the whole lifeforce thing isn't mentioned either, especially considering Donnie gets Drained by Terra a bit in a mission to come... Actually wait no maybe that's not a good thing- Noctis plz

"Whoa... really?" Now how neat would that be, teleporting around a battlefield? And storing things!!? Okay, down Donnie. "I mean, you don't have to. It won't compromise your own ability?"

[chosenkingoflucis]

It's fiiine, he's fiiine. It only happens when the magic/powers are used!

"It doesn't compromise my abilities. It actually helps me work better with my companions. And I don't mind trying it out next time we're on a mission. Who knows, it might just get us out of a pinch."

He takes a sip of his soup, savoring the warmth as well.

"Maybe I'll give you a few lessons on Warp Striking first though. You need something to throw first, usually a weapon."

[purplexing]

Nooooot reassuring!

"Oh? Huh. I guess..?" Donnie's reminded of his own soup, deciding to finish that up so he can savor the rest of his coffee.

"Uh..." Well, it's not that he's bad at throwing, and so long as it's in a solid direction with no need to hold back, he's actually quite good at it. "Guess a staff would be awkward to throw."

[chosenkingoflucis]

Shhh... you only have to worry if he does it for a lot of people for a long time, like years!

"Can't you shorten the length? Though I've used a trident before." Noctis shrugs. "It's just the preferred weapon of the Kingsglaive is a dagger. Though honestly, you would be able to pull from the Armiger, so there are other options besides your staff." Noctis explains.

[purplexing]

Donnie shifts his weight as he fumbles under the blankets for the rod he has holstered at his side.

"Shortens to this. I'm thinking about putting a blade in one end but it can't be anything too wide or long if I want it to retract." He tilts his head. "Would that work? I've never actually used blades otherwise- that's more my brother's thing."

[chosenkingoflucis]

"Yeah, that would work. Pretty much anything you can concentrate on to guide yourself to will do the trick." He looks thoughtful. "Need a trainer for basic blade use?"

He's willing to train the other guy in any weapon discipline he knows if he wants.

[purplexing]

"Hmm..." Oh the gears, they are starting to turn. Donnie blinks, then smiles a little. "I guess it couldn't hurt, right? Have you ever used staves? Will it be a lot different?" he can't help but ask.

He remembers one time when his brothers had decided to try trading weapons, but after nearly giving himself a concussion with his brother's chained pair of sticks, he'd decided to stick to his own.

[chosenkingoflucis]

"I've used a spear and a trident?" He supplies. In fact, Donnie may have noticed them when the spectral weapons appeared and circled around Noctis.

Thankfully Donnie is safe from chained sticks, Noctis doesn't use those.

[purplexing]

Spear sounds close enough. Donnie nods thoughtfully. "I guess that's fair. So, when do we start?" Maybe when they're not cold, wet and on a boat in the middle of nowhere, for starters, but he's always eager to learn new things.

We can probably wrap this one up with your next maybe?

[chosenkingoflucis]

"I'm good to start whenever... as long as it's not too early." He chuckles softly. "Me and mornings don't get along."

Yeah, when they're not cold and wet and on a boat in the middle of nowhere would probably be best.

"How about we go to the Vault?" He suggests. "Seems as good a place as any?"

*thumbsup!*

[purplexing]

The turtlekin laughs. He's not that bad with mornings, it's just that sometimes his nights become mornings.

"That's fine with me. And the Vault is where I stay anyway." Beat. "Warmer too," he has to add with a grin.