Breaking Ground... ((attn Darlings))
Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Raven, The
Race: Human... probably.
Gender: Male, definitely.
Age: Debated
Clan/Family: Cowardly Hearts
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Post by Bad Luck Raven on Jul 17, 2017 15:33:36 GMT -8
The Raven drummed his fingers across the working surface of the desk while he reviewed his missive for content. Satisfied with its message, he folded the upper and lower portions to the middle and then folded it in half and enclosed it in an envelope. He then held a flame to the red sealing wax and kept it there until a few droplets settled on the backside of the letter. Next, he pressed the seal of the Cowardly Hearts, the sword shattering against the quill, into the wax. There were more expedient ways of doing this, but he was man of class and tradition. Once dry, he held it aloft for his courier.
"Deliver this to the Darlings," a simple instruction for a simple task. Raven watched as the other opened his mouth with a question, "Youre going to ask if I want it delivered to their home or business. Business. Their home is too personal and we are not friends. But soon," he continued, "Perhaps we will be partners." The courier nodded his acknowledgement and moved out to complete the task. Three days later, the missive would arrive at the Darling Shipworks.
Greetings,
The Cowardly Hearts information brokering service finds itself in desire of talented ship builders. The type of craft we want however, is unorthodox. Enclosed you will find a generalized design of our request and will receive the full schematic if we enter into business together. We are also interested in the regular maintenance of our ship fleet. This could mean a larger and more secure revenue for your respectable business. If you accept, leave the lantern on outside of your shipyard office tomorrow eve, we will turn it off for you. Decline and no action is required. Good fortune to you.
Quoth,
The Raven
[inside are the incomplete plans for an airship]
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
Race: Human; elven blood
Gender: Male
Age: late 20's
Clan/Family: Darling
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Post by Brice Darling on Jul 19, 2017 18:12:18 GMT -8
Brice wiped the sweat from his brow while admiring his work. It took him about a month to finish, but The Asphodel was a beauty. Soon it would join ranks with the rest of the trading ships to help expand the Darling business over seas, but for now, he just wanted to stare at it.
The Messenger dropped the letter off to Brice. Cait still remained, but Brice did a lot of the heavy work. As did his younger brother, Ashton. He stared at the letter a few moments, pondering the offer. Work was work for Brice and as long as a deal was attached he usually took it.
Killian came forward, Brice's right-hand man. "Leave the oil lamp lit tonight," he said with a sly grin. "I think I might have some company." With that, Brice went back to his work.
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Raven, The
Race: Human... probably.
Gender: Male, definitely.
Age: Debated
Clan/Family: Cowardly Hearts
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Post by Bad Luck Raven on Jul 19, 2017 18:52:05 GMT -8
The Raven was on time, as always. When the afternoon became eve and the eve became just dark enough, he appeared just barely in the line of sight of the lamp. When he was close enough to be bathed by the light from the oil-based source, it was clear he was wearing ceremonial armor. If one was in the know of such things they would recognize it as Arisalonian. How he got his hands on the armor was anyone's guess, but it was a trivial matter and an even more trivial answer.
Mounting the steps, he stopped at the door. He turned his head towards the light and reached a hand out to extinguish the flame. It puffed out with a thin and wispy trail of smoke, "As promised," he whispered. Returning his attention to the front, he gave the door a solid three knocks and waited for a response.
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
Race: Human; elven blood
Gender: Male
Age: late 20's
Clan/Family: Darling
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Post by Brice Darling on Jul 25, 2017 22:08:36 GMT -8
It didn't take long for Brice to answer the door. He was still dressed in his day clothes, but his face was worn and tired. Perhaps it was the fact that he worked all day on the ship. Or maybe he the fact that he had yet to return home to his "children" and lover.
Brice stood there with arms folded over his chest. He wore the jacket of a sailor, but to those who knew some of the Darling's secrets, they weren't just about sailing. Brice gained a reputation for his ship building- the ships that got them all the way across the sea in order to find treasure.
"The Raven, was it?" He arched a brow. "Would you like to come in? There's some ale... or coffee, whatever you prefer."
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Raven, The
Race: Human... probably.
Gender: Male, definitely.
Age: Debated
Clan/Family: Cowardly Hearts
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Post by Bad Luck Raven on Jul 27, 2017 16:26:54 GMT -8
Upon the other's welcome, the Raven moved through the threshold with a humble nod. "That is very kind of you, I accept the invitation!" his voice was smooth and roguish. Sporting a smile that matched his voice, he graciously waved away the offer of drink, "It is too late for coffee and my journey home is too long for ale," he then retrieved a set of scrolls that had been secured at his hip, "And before you go offering me room and board, I have something for you!" Raven handed the documents over. "Its the exact workings for the airships we need built. There are no rare or exotic resources required in their construction, buuuuut," he exaggerated the word for effect, "The lower decks will take a steady head and skilled craftsman. The way we handle its buoyancy is a little less orthodox and more on that exotic side I mentioned a moment ago," he bent an arm upward at the elbow and made a circle with his extended index finger, motioning to room they were in. "Which is why we picked you. Probably the best shipbuilders in Tyran. Even got us beat," he let out a single ha. There was admiration lurking under his neutral devil-may-care tone.
"Now," he said as he produced his ledger and flipped it open, "Shall we talk about payment? We are offering one thousand gold and," he looked closer at pages he had prepared, "Oddly one silver for each vessel. I guess we've figured out exactly how much it would cost you to build it and us to compensate you?" he shrugged away the curiosity, "Or you can use our services once, for free, per ship built. Please do keep in mind that while our service can be invaluable, we currently are only requesting ten vessels and I dont want you to feel cheated." Raven was a pure businessman. He absolutely did not want his clients to feel betrayed. That was bad for business. "Or," he continued, "You have the choice to make a counter offer, as always. What say you, good sire?" The last part added for a bit of friendly flair.
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
Race: Human; elven blood
Gender: Male
Age: late 20's
Clan/Family: Darling
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Post by Brice Darling on Aug 23, 2017 9:55:20 GMT -8
((I am so sorry for this late reply!!!))
Brice arched a brow, taking the documents and looking them over. "This is certainly unique, but you're right... Nothing here looks complicated. In fact, I look forward to building something like this." There was a hint of enthusiasm in his voice. A job was a job, but this idea of air ships was certainly new for Brice. He preferred his ships to remain in the water...
Silence lingered in the air as Brice looked things over. The job wasn't exactly easy, but it wouldn't be difficult either. He could easily get a small grew together with the supplies. "We'll take the gold for all of them but one. I'd like to keep the idea of us keeping this an open ended business."
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