⛵ ⛵ ⛵ ⛵...(Tour of "High Island")...Continued...
[Last time...]
Commander Kerrislravenhill stepped forward...and with a fast swipe of her black Ninjatu blade, sent the prisoner tumbling to the deck with a thud!
“Commanders…meet me in my great cabin in ten minutes.”
“Aye Sairrr.” “Aye, aye.”
(See: @joshuaslane/silver-adventures-captain-joshua-slane-18jn25-12-williams-street )
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[Youngstown...]
It dark of night, the keel of the small dinghy grated against the gravelly shore. The beach was deserted except for a few straggling fishermen down the way bringing their gear ashore...
“Get out first Fard and tie her off!” Ripper ordered as he secured the last knot in the raw-hide binding he wrapped around Able Seaman Lupega’s wrists.
“Thes is goin’ huir uv a weel, it's goin’ slowly, calmly, a pleasant an' safe navigation.” Lupega mocked as Ripper glared at him.
“You think you’re clever eh boy? Clever enough to swim back to that frigate out there?! Haha!”
“It’s gettin' interestin' an' excitin'. Ahh wish ye a canty weekend…” Lupega continued, trying to get Ripper's hackles up.
“Alright brave sailor- out of the boat- now!”
As the two waded to shore and stood under an old clump of white cedars, Ripper grabbed the dinghy line and flung it into the lake. The gentle, westerly breeze soon caught a hold of the tiny craft and sent it drifting eastward, down the shoreline.
“Boss, why’d you do that?! Now we don’t have a boat!” Fard questioned in dismay.
“No boat…no tell-tale clues mate!” Ripper barked as he grabbed Lupega by the shirt and pulled him along a sandy trail leading inland towards the first row of roughshod shacks lining the outer streets of Youngstown.
[On the Silverton...]
Cockpit Mate Kevmcc took a seat at the Able Seaman’s table in the galley seeing that the officer’s table was full….
“Sairrr!” Trautenberk said as he started to rise and salute.
“At ease mate...” Kevmcc dismissed as he scooted his stool closer to the table and took his first bite out of a plain.
“Sairrr, what do you thing is going on with the Keptin and the Commanders?”
“Abune mah pay grade mate- Ahh've ne'er bin in th' Stoatin Cabin.” Kevmcc replied flatly as he washed a mouthful of plain down with hot coffee.
“I guess I’m just curious, what with Lupega kidnapped and all…” Trautenberk said with a wrinkled brow, “Do you think the Keptin has a plan?”
Kevmcc put his coffee mug down on the table and looked back at him, “Hav ye ever knoon heem nae tae hae a plan sailur?”
Trautenberk raised his eyebrows slightly in acknowledgement…”Aye…right.”
[In the Great Cabin...]
With Commanders Galligan and Kerrislravenhill seated at the desk in front of the captain, Joshua got out his pipe and packed it full before lighting it. The red-hot embers of the tobacco glowed orange-red with each stoke. Finally letting out a large blue patch of smoke in the shape of a dagger, he spoke…
“Galligan, ye ken th' toon, we’ve passed ben haur afair. …” He started as he stared at the map on the wall, “Errisl, these waters ur new tae ye. Swatch tae Galligan tae leid th' landin' ceilidh.”
Aye Sairrr.” Kerrislravenhill answered, deep in thought.
“Ahh wants ye tois tae pit ashair weel efter midnight wi' a stoatin' crew. We hav th' causey an' th' hoose number.”
“Aye Sairrr, an’ hoo mony cheils?” Galligan asked.
“Fife includin' yoorselves. Errisl, ye will pick thee men reit away- every hoor coonts an' Ahh damn weel don’t want tae lose a guid officer tae these bludy dobbers!” 👥
“Aye Sairrr.”
“Git it dain!”
Galligan nodded as he stood up. Though fatigue wracked his bones, he knew the captain was right- every hour counted!
👥 (Crew participation required...)
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📝 Note: "If th' Toor o' High Islain' has caught yer intrest, all o' me stoatin' adventures kin be foond by searchin':
Silver Adventures of Captain Joshua Slane
Oan yer 'Hife Search tool' an' sae forth." 😉 -Keptin
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References: - Pictures from: www.freeimages.com, www.pexels.com, pixabay.com, Hive.blog, Wikipedia an’ www.google.com/maps. Data also loosely interpretted froms: historica.fandom.com, Wikipedia, an' sometimes finely crafted reit from th' author's extensiff personal experience an' such.
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"Confused? Ascared? Seasick? Need tae gab with th' Keptin?- Skelp th' 'Reply' button muckers!" - Keptin
📝 "Remember maties, bein' crew oan th' mighty Frigate Silverton ⛵ is a sure cure fur loneliness! We sail together...ur nae at aw!" 🙌🏼🤝👲🏼🥷🏼👩🏼🍳👨🏼🔧👨🏼💼🧑🏼🎨🧕🏼🤵🏼♂️🤵🏼♂️🦹🏼💁🏼🙋🏼♀️👩🏼🍳🤴🏼👮🏼♂️💂🏼♂️🕵🏼👨🏼⚕️ 😉 -Keptin
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