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Arrr. Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

Hi there, so we're looking for people to join a pirate role play. We have just started, so there's plenty of room for you to make a character and jump in! And honestly, your choice of character is completely up to you. All we ask is that you try to have a unique job from someone else in the crew. We need to have diversity. Diversity means rainbows.

It's basically a pirate role play. No, not steam punk. We're doing this the old fashioned way. Some good ol' pirate technology. Which is... probably not much technology at all... ANYWAYS, you get the idea! We're just looking for a good adventure role play, and hey, pirates are always awesome right?

Why should you join? Tell me this: why not? I'm sure you'd love to walk the plank and land in the jaws of sharks that'll just love feasting on your flesh.

We know RL can be stressful, so we don't expect you to post every day or something, but staying active in OOC is important too. Don't disappear on us. I'll be sad.

I'm, awesome. I watch my grammar, and I'm literate. I hope you are as well. I'm not AMAZING (I wish), but I would love to role play with those of you that aaaaare? Shed me your wisdom oh wise one.

So, if you're interested, click here! Please?

Thanks for your interest and I hope to see a character submitted soon. ?

The Story of Agranna and the Wicked Man:

On any island, you will hear tales told to children as they grow. Stories of monsters and heroes, of kingdoms both fallen and yet to rise. On every island, there are different tales with different purposes, but the one story that spreads far and wide over the waves is that of the sunken kingdom. No one knows what lies in the depths of the ocean, the places where no living person has yet reached. No one except the gods who sank the land in a torrential rain. About four centuries ago, the world was covered in more land than water. As far as the eye could see, craggy mountains, green fields and magnificent castles rose into the sky. Kingdoms were spread far apart and their ideals were peaceful for a time. Nothing good lasts forever though.

A man from the mountains came to one of the kingdoms, a land known as Agranna which was the largest and most powerful on this plane. He tricked the king into believing that the peace was faltering, made the king order Agranna's troops to all corners of the earth. And so they went, tens of thousands of heavily armed soldiers scattering across the fields and mountains, an unstoppable war machine. As they came to the borders of the lands, couriers warned their kings of the impending war, and in a rush to stay sovereign, they too formed armies to contest the tricked Agrannan soldiers. His plan set in motion, the wicked man finalized his plot. The moment he and the king of Agranna were alone, he ran a knife through the king's heart. With the last heir to the throne, the king's son, still much too young to take it, the duty of governing the state fell to the wicked man. It was just as he planned.

Battles raged, towns fell in the wake of war, and the world's peace was lost, all thanks to the will of one man. He sat on the throne, content with his cunning maneuver to ascend to power. With his lead, Agranna began winning the war rapidly, but at a hefty cost. Many lives were lost, fortunes turned to poverty, land became cold, hard and useless. He assured his people that it was for a good cause, that in the end, they would live like lords on a land of gold. His assurances were filled with falsehoods and evil intent though, and the gods saw through this. Seeing no other option to stop the slaughter of innocent people, they told the few peoples still unscathed by war to flee to the mountain tops. Heeding the gods' words, the innocents ran and climbed the mountains. With their chosen few safe, the all mighty deities summoned a torrential rain that flooded the world and killed all who hadn't fled for the heights. At the first sign of trouble however, the wicked man ran to the mountaintops as well. And thus, the old world died, drowned beneath the waves of a gargantuan sea. The people who survived began new lives on the mountaintops, which were now islands in the middle of a vast expanse of water and the wicked man's kin still survive, somewhere in the world.

The Letter:

The year is now three hundred and twenty-five after rain, or A.R. for short. The mountaintop islands have been out of contact for several decades, save the brave travelers and treasure hunters pursuing their lives' passion along the monster ridden, pirate infested waters. The story of Agranna has been transcribed from truth to legend, legend to myth until all it has become is a bedtime story to lull children to sleep. That is, until a letter was found on a small island, buried in a metal box under the sand. It was addressed "To Reader" and was obviously old.

Maltin Ballad! The famous explorer who brought to light hundreds of discoveries around the ocean! This was a letter from him! It told of Agranna and how it was real, how it still is real, somewhere under the waves! As news spread, more and more people began to brave the waters, but it was the young boy who found the letter, whose fate it would change. Suddenly, his island was swarmed with boats, filled with cut throats and do-gooders alike, all wanting to catch a glimpse of the letter, trying to decipher whatever they could from it. Finally though, an offer he couldn't refuse came to light. A pirate captain offered the boy an opportunity to go along with the crew if he'd help lead them to the destination. Without a second thought, the boy agreed and the adventure began.

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