Homebound for the Horizon

Names & rank please -"William Noble, Captain" -"Arthur King. First Officer" -"Jack Noble. Voice of reason" Will: "Jack!" Jack: "Fine. Helmsman" -"Clarence, engineer" -"Victoria. I'm a Witch" Will: "Guys, come on" -"Elanor Sa Noble, Medical" How do you wear your clothes? -Will: "With dashing good looks" *wink -Arthur: "Like a Human" -Jack: "Like a professional, of course" -Clarence: "Well" -Vic: "Every day is casual Friday" -Elanor: "Lady-like" Do you have a catchphrase? -Will: "Charge!" -Arthur: "No" Interviewer: "Is that your catchphrase or are you just-" Arthur: "No" Interviewer: "Okay" -Jack: "Lovely (To be used solely in a sarcastic fashion" -Clarence: "Please stop trying to do impossible and dangerous th...

The townsfolk of Hilltop backed away as one from the two fighters staring each other down. The first was a sadly familiar face: Kibroth Black, bandit chief and raider of undefended villages extraordinaire. He was a giant of a man, with the towering build, scaly skin, crown of horns and trio of blood red eyes common to his race. He wore a suit of rusted armor, a tattered black cloak, a deadly sneer and carried a rifle large enough to pass as a small canon. His opponent matched his look of fierce determination, if not his imposing physical presence. She was a stranger going by the name of Rift, arrived in the town only the day before. Standing just under five feet tall, she would probably only come up to Kibroth’s chest, her snow white hair and bright gold eyes also not contributing to an intimidating look. She wore a dark purple duster over a black and white pullover, and had a series of artistic symbols tattooed around her eyes. The only thing that made her look remotely like a fighter...

Summer frowned. This was something she had been doing quite a lot of recently: the Markets of Tempest were a perfect spot for the sell of many wears, except, it seemed, things you actually wore. Located on a island in the middle of an Ocean, it was far outside the borders of any Kingdom, making it a perfect place to trade in goods that were frowned upon anywhere else. Of course, the complete lack of any official authority also meant there was a very real risk of being robbed blind or even picked up by slavers. Such unsavory activities were generally kept in check, however, by the knowledge that any major disruptions to trade would be frowned upon by the many merchants there, many of whom had their own small armies. As a result of both, at any given time, Tempest probably had more armed individuals than most military bases. The thing about Tempest, though, was that it was not a popular gathering place for Humanoids. The blistering temperatures, thin oxygen and horrid smell meant t...