Two Blades for Hire

[Marcus]

In the bowels of the Leviathan a group of crewmen worked at repairing the sudden leak that had sprung in the cargo hold. Luckily, they always kept plenty of spare planks and tar for such occaision and before much water had flowed in the men had a solid fix over the hole.

Above deck Marcus looked at the stowaways scornfully. The crew didn't take it lightly either that they had wasted perfectly good rum. Soon Aragorn and Ash found them selves incircled by the crew, all with swords drawn and pointed at them. Marcus pushed his way through the crowd of pirates and came face to face with Aragorn. "Ye thinks mighty high of yerself te pull such a stunt. I take it the pair of ye thought ya could overtake the entire ship did ye?" Marcus laughed and looked up just as two of the crew standing on the boom dumped a barrel of oil on each of the stowaways, drenching the pair completely. "Now, another move outa either of yas an we'll happily set ye ablaze."

[Faron]

"No pair could ever take over a ship by themselves, so if you think we're just the pair of us alone, then you've been a little too much into your rum and ale I think," Ashuron said, facing the pirates and remaining calm on the outside, but on the inside he was hoping and praying fanticly to the Valar that the pirates were no good at calling bluffs.

[Marcus]

Marcus grinned widely "Arrgh, a witty bluff, boy, but the two of ye it bes. Quite a stunt t'was for ya to sneak aboard from the wreck left ye aboard, aye'll give ye that." Marcus looked closely at the pair, and smirked as he realized whom he had aboard his ship. "Avast, boys. Roll out the red carpet, we have royalty onboard tonight! None other than the King of Gondor 'imself." Marcus looked up to the captain. "What ought we do with 'im? I bet 'e'll pay a right 'andsome sum for 'is life. Give us 'nything we want if he knows 'ats good for 'im."

[Faron]

"I'd watch who you call 'boy' if I were you. I had mastered the art of the sword long before your great-great-great-great-great-grandfather even thought about being born, assuming that is that you have relations and you didn't just pop out of the ground somewhere in the ork pits of Mordor," Ash taunted the crew of the pirate ship. An enraged and drunken enemy would give Ash many benefits in combat.

[Marcus]

Marcus lauged. "Aye, insult a pirate, 'ow orginal. Aye, boy's a royal arroagance fumes from 'is lad 'ere too I thinks, which I think might just increase the price a 'eir 'safe being'." Marcus glanced to Curtus and back the the surrounded duo. "Whatdya think a price ought a be for lettin 'em live cap'n?"

[Curtus]

"6 of gondors finest warships, the weapons they got on em, an what ever ye want marcus!"

[Marcus]

"I think the 6 ships 'ill be quite enough, cap'n. I dinnae want 'ese boys thinkin us to be overly greedy." Marcus smiled and looked out across the endless black ocean then back to the two men. "What'll it be? A fairer price me cap'n 'as yet to make. I suggest ye agree, be'n its a long clip to swim back ta Gondor, even for a pair as such as ye two."

[Faron]

"I've got a better idea. You give me this ship and I'll only kill the crew and leave the captain and first mate floating on their backs in the wide ocean. There's always a chance that a passing ship of Gondor will come and arrest you for piracy and then you'd get to spend the last bits of your pointless lives in only the finest of Gondor's prisons. What do you say? Sound fair? Oh yes, and I'll be needing any extra clothes you've got to make a new sail, as you're seems to be a bit... under the weather."

[Marcus]

Marcus looked them both in the eyes. "Aye, fight against the odds if ya will, But hear 'is and hear it good. Ye go back ta swining them blades again and I'll make it my occupation to see to it any a me crew 'at dies 'at your hand is venged with 'at of a hundred a Gondor's villagers... men, women, children. Just know at if you dinnae take 'is offer, ther blood be on your hands."

[Faron]

"You are laboring under the impression that I care about the villagers in Gondor. However, being as you're starting to annoy me, I think I'll make a subtration from the previous offer and kill all of you. A subtration is when you take something away from previous," he said, adding the last part as another insult and drawing his blade, taking a few swings in the air getting warmed up.

[Marcus]

Marcus Laughed, "I assumed nothing, dwarf. We of 'humble' origin learned long ago that the 'royalty' of Middle Earth cares not for its people and your words and actions have proved us right once again." Marcus added the 'dwarf' bit in knowing it would insult the elf. He then turned to Aragorn, and asked, knowing that he was after all the leader of the pair. "And you, King Aragorn, are you in agreeance with your smelly friend?"

[Faron]

Ashuron lashed forward, slicing his blade downward at the nearest pirate. "Royalty? I'm not royalty. Allow me to introduce myself, Alagos, Elvish Mercenary and but a low-born solider. Some call me the Hurricane of the North, a name which a man of the sea should cry out in fear at the sound of. Now, why am I talking to you, searat, when I could be addressing the captain of this ship?"

[Curtus]

"Aye, the cap'n be right 'ere! an i know ye be , ye be the ruler o lothlorien! even we 'stupid' Pirates know a little of who's who in Middle Earth, im insulted that you would think such an alias would fool me! 'forgive me if I don't tremble before you, but im not that afraid of elves, you are among the stupidest of them ive ever met!" he had taken a tourch in his left hand and lit it, a sword in the other, ready to fight if he needed to.

[Faron]

"And I'm insulted that you thought that I was lying. Alagos and the Hurricane of the North were two of my names when I was only a Captain in Lothlorien's army, a low-born solider, as I said, and as far from Royalty as is possible, I'm a Lord, not a King. You should learn to distinquish between ruler types. Distinquish is when you make a division between two groups. Oh wait, do I have to define 'division' for you as well? Anyway, come over and fight me, Mr. Awesome Pirate Captain."

[Curtus]

he ignoreed what he elf had said, and turned to the king of gondor, and said "oh im still waiting fer yer answear, oh high king of gondor!"