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Post by Curtus on Aug 23, 2005 3:13:00 GMT
Curtuss saw marcus being captured by the haradrim guards, and many hours later after finding out what prison cell he was in, he found a place were he could get a horse, he drew his sword, and threatened the man who was selling it, the man gave the horse to him, he led the horse over to the prison, looking through the bars of the windows of the prison, he found the one marcus was in, he tied a rope to the bar and the other end to the horses neck, he drew his sword and slaped the horses ass with its flat side, it ran forward, poping the bars out of the window.
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Post by Marcus on Aug 23, 2005 3:18:34 GMT
Marcus was jolted back into consiousness with the loud crash as the bars were tore from the cells window. He slowly opened the one eye he had remaining and lifted a phantom hand to wipe his face, when to his horror he saw the bloody stump of a wrist and snatched it back quickly. He managed enough strength to pull himself in a sitting position against the cell wall and called out, "Who 'at be? Curtus?.."
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Post by Curtus on Aug 23, 2005 3:22:38 GMT
"Who else would be a savin ye?" he called two to men standing close b, they were members of his crew, he yelled at them to come over, he then put his hand through the window and said "grab me hand an ill be pullin ye through the window!"
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Post by Marcus on Aug 23, 2005 3:35:57 GMT
Marcus dragged himself over to the window and reached out with his bloody stub again, gave a look of disappointment and then reached out with his other hand and grabbed hold of Curtus' hand and let himself be pulled through the window. "I dinnae think I'll be walkin 'is one off," he remarked as he starred dejectedly at his severed leg.
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Post by Curtus on Aug 23, 2005 3:58:13 GMT
"then these guys ell be carryin ye to the ship!" he pointed at the two crew men, who moved over to marcus
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Post by Marcus on Aug 23, 2005 4:15:10 GMT
"Well, lets be movin 'en. No time ta waste or 'at beast 'ill be wantin the rest of me limbs!" Marcus hobbled along as best he could on his one leg as the two crewmen helped him back to the Leviathan. As he was tossed onto the deck another crewman threw him a jug of rum which he quickly began drinking to numb the pain.
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Post by Curtus on Aug 23, 2005 4:21:26 GMT
when they were back on board, curtuss fired an arrow into the air, telling the other 12 ships anchored within sight of the docks that they were setting sail, the men on board the Leviathan hoisted anchor and began to sail out of the bay as quick as the ship would carry them. He called to one of the crew men to get marcus a peg leg, and an eye patch from below deck, and to get curtuses fancy hat, and the man ran below deck
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Post by Marcus on Aug 23, 2005 4:52:43 GMT
Marcus was fortunately good and drunk when the crewmen came back and did the stiching to his leg, wrist and eye. The peg leg was comfortable enough, as it strapped on to what remained of his lower leg. The crewmen thought though it'd be a good idea to give ole Marcus a new hand and thus they shoved the end of a gaff into his wrist and burned the wound shut. The new hook was quite usefull in holding the ring of a rum jug and Marcus spent the next sereral days aboard the Leviathan drunk and passed out much of the time. Waking only to relieve himself and find more rum. Eventually though he got the hang of his new wooden limb and hook hand and was none the worse for having just one eye.
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