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[BlackHeartKabal]

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Name: Octavius Wickfield
Backstory: The son of an author and tutor, Octavius took interest in the marvels of engineering and technology at an early age, constantly scorching his face and pinching his fingers trying to create machines and gadgets that he could call his own. The enigma of cogs and steam fascinated him, leading him to try to take up the mantle of an inventor as he grew. However, growing more and more frustrated and demoralized each day, unable to make a practical invention he could call his own, he was pushed to look across the seas, wondering what lay beyond his home that would inspire or enable him to create something wonderful. As he got rid of nearly all of his possessions before heading out, he glimpsed a man heaving a large, brown tome into an alley. Glossing over the tome, and astounded at its contents, he bought it with him, and walking to the docks, not looking back even once.

Description: Covered in burns and bruises, haphazardly bound with gauze, with an odd looking brown jacket, poorly reinforced with metal surrounding the ribs and chest. Pants with the bottoms poorly stitched together, looking as if they've been torn a thousand times over, kept up by a toolbelt. A pair of workman's boots, hardy and well worn. A pair of bronze goggles, one lens cracked from what appears to be blunt impact. And a pair of leather gloves, scorched, hard, yet still somewhat wearable.
Position: First Mate
Stats:
          Techiness: 3
          Weirding: 2
Personal Item: Brown Tome - A massive book, filled with assorted signatures, schematics, phenomena, and incantations. It's somewhat tough to tell theoretical, impractical nonsense and superstition from practical instructions related to engineering, technology, and the unknown.

[NJW2000]

There's always at least one who just has to play a sociopathic psychopath. Every game.

Which orange circle on the map up there are we starting in, and shall we wait for a sixth before getting a list of possible cargoes?

The one in the centre (I can mark it, if needs be), and we'll look at the cargo options tonight.

What does the first mate do?

Helps out the captain... second in command, kinda?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Octavius Wickfield
Backstory: The son of an author and tutor, Octavius took interest in the marvels of engineering and technology at an early age, constantly scorching his face and pinching his fingers trying to create machines and gadgets that he could call his own. The enigma of cogs and steam fascinated him, leading him to try to take up the mantle of an inventor as he grew. However, growing more and more frustrated and demoralized each day, unable to make a practical invention he could call his own, he was pushed to look across the seas, wondering what lay beyond his home that would inspire or enable him to create something wonderful. As he got rid of nearly all of his possessions before heading out, he glimpsed a man heaving a large, brown tome into an alley. Glossing over the tome, and astounded at its contents, he bought it with him, and walking to the docks, not looking back even once.

Description: Covered in burns and bruises, haphazardly bound with gauze, with an odd looking brown jacket, poorly reinforced with metal surrounding the ribs and chest. Pants with the bottoms poorly stitched together, looking as if they've been torn a thousand times over, kept up by a toolbelt. A pair of workman's boots, hardy and well worn. A pair of bronze goggles, one lens cracked from what appears to be blunt impact. And a pair of leather gloves, scorched, hard, yet still somewhat wearable.
Position: First Mate
Stats:
          Techiness: 3
          Weirding: 2
Personal Item: Brown Tome - A massive book, filled with assorted signatures, schematics, phenomena, and incantations. It's somewhat tough to tell theoretical, impractical nonsense and superstition from practical instructions related to engineering, technology, and the unknown.

Not 17 letters! The Belgrafian Dock Clerks will be after your guts!

Coolrune: accepted.

[lawastooshort]

Does your character like candy?

Er. Probably? Must be better than ship's biscuits.

[Ozarck]

The first mate generally keeps order and enacts the captain's commands. Often, the mate will take off-shifts at the helm, and double check calculations and charts and stuff. The mate is also a sounding board for the captain - a way to help him make wise decisions by being something of a confidant and devils advocate (not as in offering questinable advice or encouraGING EVIL PRACTICES, BUT AS IN POINTING OUT POTENTIAL FLAWS IN THE CAPTAIN'S PLAN OF ACTION AND OFFERING COUNTER PROPOSALS. .. I didn't know I had caps lock on, and am too lazy to fix that. sorry bout that.)

Oh, and I am by no means an expert on naval command structure and the duties of a first mate, but hey, it sounded good to me - good enough for a game, right?

[BlackHeartKabal]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Octavius Wickfield
Backstory: The son of an author and tutor, Octavius took interest in the marvels of engineering and technology at an early age, constantly scorching his face and pinching his fingers trying to create machines and gadgets that he could call his own. The enigma of cogs and steam fascinated him, leading him to try to take up the mantle of an inventor as he grew. However, growing more and more frustrated and demoralized each day, unable to make a practical invention he could call his own, he was pushed to look across the seas, wondering what lay beyond his home that would inspire or enable him to create something wonderful. As he got rid of nearly all of his possessions before heading out, he glimpsed a man heaving a large, brown tome into an alley. Glossing over the tome, and astounded at its contents, he bought it with him, and walking to the docks, not looking back even once.

Description: Covered in burns and bruises, haphazardly bound with gauze, with an odd looking brown jacket, poorly reinforced with metal surrounding the ribs and chest. Pants with the bottoms poorly stitched together, looking as if they've been torn a thousand times over, kept up by a toolbelt. A pair of workman's boots, hardy and well worn. A pair of bronze goggles, one lens cracked from what appears to be blunt impact. And a pair of leather gloves, scorched, hard, yet still somewhat wearable.
Position: First Mate
Stats:
          Techiness: 3
          Weirding: 2
Personal Item: Brown Tome - A massive book, filled with assorted signatures, schematics, phenomena, and incantations. It's somewhat tough to tell theoretical, impractical nonsense and superstition from practical instructions related to engineering, technology, and the unknown.

Not 17 letters! The Belgrafian Dock Clerks will be after your guts!

Coolrune: accepted.
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Schematics Journal then?

[NJW2000]

Sure.

[NJW2000]

Belgrafian Warehouse District


Three stern-faced men, a slightly unhinged looking woman, a twelve year old boy and a very smug cat stride aboard their new floating home. After making themselves comfortable, they hoist the tradewind sails, and move off towards the warehouse district, cargo coupon clutched tightly by an eagerly navigating Jackson.

After being overtaken by a handful of larger, better-decorated ships, it occurs to you that the tradewinds are somewhat budget, and that a upgrade to northwind, stormwind or even solar wind sails might be better. Still, at least it's a method of propulsion.

Being the only initiate of Belgrafian High Finance, only Jackson is allowed into the warehouse, where he is presented with a confusing plethora of cargo options:

• Glass beads
• Gold
• Cattle
• Chocolate Rabbits
• Furniture
• Radish wine
• Potato demons
• Turnip-leaf dresses
• Bloodoak trunks
• Salted turkeys
• Grand pianos
• Leviathan bait
• Guano
• Peacocks

When choosing cargoes, 3 things are important: the rarity of the items, how easily transported it is, and whether or not anyone will actually buy it.

There is room in the hold for any two of these, or two lots of one.

Everyone should probably take a look at the map and decide which city they want to go to first. Starting in the big one in the centre.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

((Get the chocolate rabbits!!!!!))
"CandyGal votes for the center city!"

[NJW2000]

Sorry, you start there. I'll mark that on the map, actually...

[BlackHeartKabal]

Octavius pulls up his gloves.
I'd prefer somewhere quite a bit away, such as the city to the northeast, but I'd imagine the Captain has a better choice.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Candy gal lifts octavious up into her arms.
"wait were in the central city....octavious do you want candy?"

[BlackHeartKabal]

Octavius lightly pushes himself away from Candy Gal.
No thank you. Perhaps after we head to sea?

[AbstractTraitorHero]

she puts you down so you don't get hurt from falling from her 9ft1 body
"...you'll hurt yourself if you fall from me."

[Coolrune206]

"I suggest gold and pea-cocks. Gold is a no-brainer, and pea-cocks are worth a lot, if not difficult to maintain. They're also a rarity.

As for our destination, I suggest... the coved city to the south."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Candygal in a slightly excited and nervous voice
"C-Chocolate rabbits... Pwese I'll wuv you forever!"