Captain Ashin, Log entry
Fifty seven years past.
I've managed to finally get the plans for my new ship completed. The Admiral would be impressed if I had any intention of letting him know of them. After months, I settled on the name "Abyssus" which I believe captures many aspects of the ship herself. At twenty years of age, I will have the perfect ship under my command.
The Abyssus will be a shallow drafted sloop of two masts. I will spare no expense in materials. My plans call for heavy oak in the hull, which I will have specially grown by the druids in the western tribes using blood dyes so that it grows a deep red. I will be there when they cut down the trees, and I will soulbind the materials before they ever leave their homes to smooth the process. The sails I will have made of black canvas, and I will ensure that every piece of the ship from mast to hull is bound to me.
Once completed, I will be able to sail this ship without a crew. Construction is expected to take at least three years. During this time, I will travel with the Admiral's North Fleet until I have amassed the necessary skills to protect my investment. Warding in conjunction with my soul magic will have to be a primary defense against boarding, since I plan on crewing the ship will little more than a dozen able bodied fighters and crew.
With my intended improvements coupled with the inherent power of the Ashin line, the Abyssus will be an unstoppable force on the ocean, a wooden ship able to stand against far more modern and advanced steel warships. Without engines, and black sails, she will be a bloody specter on the water, a silent ghost of vengeance that I will use to wreak havoc on the admirals ships.
The Admiral had me whipped again today, of course the wounds healed quickly but the pain will not be forgotten. I am a noble of the house Ashin, Descended from the forces that rule the ocean his paltry fleet finds itself adrift within. His cruelty has taught me my own. Power flows through my veins, it yearns to dash this man's soul on the rocks of the Northgate Passage. I have learned patience though, and practice it daily even as my blood flows over his hands.
Twelve good sailors have pledged to join me. I don't expect them to fight the overwhelming numbers of the North Fleet. I will train them in magic and combat, but I have greater use for their talents elsewhere. The Abyssus will be a ship of stealth, and her crew will be one which strikes with a swiftness brutal in nature. They have been told to give no quarter. The Abyssus will have a brig. I expect it to remain empty.
I've managed to finally get the plans for my new ship completed. The Admiral would be impressed if I had any intention of letting him know of them. After months, I settled on the name "Abyssus" which I believe captures many aspects of the ship herself. At twenty years of age, I will have the perfect ship under my command.
The Abyssus will be a shallow drafted sloop of two masts. I will spare no expense in materials. My plans call for heavy oak in the hull, which I will have specially grown by the druids in the western tribes using blood dyes so that it grows a deep red. I will be there when they cut down the trees, and I will soulbind the materials before they ever leave their homes to smooth the process. The sails I will have made of black canvas, and I will ensure that every piece of the ship from mast to hull is bound to me.
Once completed, I will be able to sail this ship without a crew. Construction is expected to take at least three years. During this time, I will travel with the Admiral's North Fleet until I have amassed the necessary skills to protect my investment. Warding in conjunction with my soul magic will have to be a primary defense against boarding, since I plan on crewing the ship will little more than a dozen able bodied fighters and crew.
With my intended improvements coupled with the inherent power of the Ashin line, the Abyssus will be an unstoppable force on the ocean, a wooden ship able to stand against far more modern and advanced steel warships. Without engines, and black sails, she will be a bloody specter on the water, a silent ghost of vengeance that I will use to wreak havoc on the admirals ships.
The Admiral had me whipped again today, of course the wounds healed quickly but the pain will not be forgotten. I am a noble of the house Ashin, Descended from the forces that rule the ocean his paltry fleet finds itself adrift within. His cruelty has taught me my own. Power flows through my veins, it yearns to dash this man's soul on the rocks of the Northgate Passage. I have learned patience though, and practice it daily even as my blood flows over his hands.
Twelve good sailors have pledged to join me. I don't expect them to fight the overwhelming numbers of the North Fleet. I will train them in magic and combat, but I have greater use for their talents elsewhere. The Abyssus will be a ship of stealth, and her crew will be one which strikes with a swiftness brutal in nature. They have been told to give no quarter. The Abyssus will have a brig. I expect it to remain empty.