Expedition Introduction Private Family and a Foxkit

[Talinn Ryalor]

(After a Nameday to Remember, keeping the initial opening and such limited to those tagged to keep things moving along speedily, but you can jump in as necessary once it is open, or hang out with Lorcan and Kinza in separate threads since this will be their intro one.)

Alwyn was a bit nervous about his new assignment on the Hide-he had, of course, had some training on ships as was necessary, but had never been on a long-term assignment to one. He had been assigned, at his ardent request, and likely because of his parent’s influence, to the ship that had carried so many of his members of his family before him to watch over his son, Finnian. It had been a terse and tense conversation, and he suspected his mother had already connected the dots, but he had yet to make a formal announcement. There was, of course, still time to do so-the ship was not yet scheduled to go off to its next mission for a week, and he knew his parents were holding some kind of banquet with the rest of his newly-found family, where he planned to introduce them in a way his parents could not reject his son without losing face. That would likely stir them up, but damn them, Finnian was his boy and he was a good one, he was going to be legitimized whether his parents liked that or not.

He stood now, however, at the bottom of the gangplank, attired in his leather armor with his poleaxe and sword, his Guard armor stored safely away on the Hide, waiting for his two cousins to arrive. Heavy armor was indeed useful, but for ship combat where one might expect to be flung overboard, it was something of a death sentence-plus if not stored properly, it would corrode due to the salt in the air without extensive maintenance that was already going to be a pain to do with his weapons. The only reason he brought it was for any potential shore expeditions where they might face truly difficult foes or for something requiring ceremony.
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I wonder what sort of effects they will bring. I will have to watch closely and ask questions-they seem to know a lot more about ships than I do. At least I familiarized myself with the layout of the ship, so that I can show them all of the features.


He was, he had to admit, still adjusting to the idea that had cousins, but they seemed to be a good sort, and Finny getting to know more of his family would be an excellent thing.

@Lorcan Rainclaw @Kinza Rainclaw @FinnianBrightfur @Gyles F. Stowett​

 

[Kinza Rainclaw]

The time had finally come to do what Kinza had dreamed of for years, becoming part of a proper ship's crew, and not just any ship. The very ship both her parents had captained at some point or another. Naturally that brought plenty of pressure with the experience. She was determined she and Lorcan would make their own paths and impressions regardless of their background. It was exciting to be among so many beasts, the harbour and ship so alive and full of noise compared to the dull peace of her upbringing.

Bag slung over her shoulder — full with her sewing kit, a few clothes, some rags for that time of the month, her small lockbox, and some small bits and bobs of use — she marched up the dock with her brother, cutlass sheathed at her hip.

A grin split her muzzle on spotting Alwyn waiting at the Hide's gangplank.

"Look who it is, Lor. Our posh, pukin' cousin! How's it goin'?"​

((I'm assuming Lorcan is with me but Cal is welcome to get me to edit ;D))