Great just what i need.Says the Ambassador as she steps foward.A quest and an annoying sister!

The ambassador steps foward and grabs the jem..Her first officer DRAGO(not Dragon) steps behind are as they walk up the hill where the hags were standing..Off to another Adventure...

Well come one she yelss back to he crew

(OOC:One more time i am subjected to being a wuss or getting demeaned.I am going to not post anymore.Don't take poetic licsnse with the character please..Its MY chacracter..and DO get the names right)

Your in or your out

You have chosen your fate

Begin to participate

Before it's too late

We're telling a story

You have licence too

You may speak for us

As we have spoken for you

~ The Spy, Seska ~


During the past few months many assumptions have been made. Seska's being the eevil sister and the other the good. Because fate had turned Seska to a life of trickery and deceit, that title naturally was laid upon her head. In the past dealings with her, Jeanway never knew she was her sister. Seska's reputation for obtaining information was well known. You see the rich have their channels in the bedrooms of the poor.

Jeanway's deal with her allowed Seska to gain information, unknowingly about her own heritage. While she was present onboard the PAX, the two halves of the map, fell briefly into her hands, she was able to read it. With her knowledge of maps and the like she instantly was able to determine that which it took the others to become aware of these many months. Seska knew where the Treasure Island was.

Seska and her new confidant, Ilikeseven planned to follow the three ships, well out of view, across the Atlantic, around the Cape and directly to the Island of Madagascar. Seska has known, all along where to find the treasure. On the first evening that Jeanway was invited and given her half of the map, Seska overheard Captain nik tell her that Jeanway had recent dealings with her other sister. Dealings concerning deceit and rewards. Eventhough Captain ink was not certain of her identity or whereabouts. Instantly Seska knew , as did Jeanway, that she, Seska, was the third sister. This would have made the information Captain nik gave her, incorrect. Over the centuries many entities had possession of the curse and at one point one of them distorted the truth in order to keep the curse alive for as long as possible. Any two of the sisters could read the map. Feeling a sense of entitlement to 50% of the treasure not to the 20% Jeanway and her had agreed upon was incentive enough to keep herself hidden from the other two for as long as possible.

Shortly after the three ships arrived at the island, went to shore and into the jungle, the Batavia arrived just North of them on that same coast. Deboarded and began their trek up the mountain, only from the other side. They also were now reaching the summit well out of sight of the others. Seska shared all this information with ILikeSeven and since they were in love, they both agreed to this plan. So now, Seska saw her chance to get half of the treasure, not a third, or a fifth as she had agreed to. If she could rid herself of one of her sisters her plan would work. Knowing there had to be two sisters present to get it. Since her and Jeanway already knew one and other, her only solution was to get rid of The Ambassador.

Slowly Seska and me sneaked behind the bushes to watch the other Party who were searching for that treasure
Treasure hmmm.. how big will it be? will it be gold or jewels "wild fantasies run through ILS mind as thinks of the TREASURE!!, he could be one of the richest Dutch in the caribic.

I prommest to help seska to get 50% of the loot and she would share some with me, but why share if i could have it ....all.....
But how will i do that? hmmm that problem i will deal later with
Looking through the branches of the bushes i could see Admiral she carries the map, reads it and looks around

"Do it my love" Seskes whispers to me "Do it, shoot her"
I took my .44 Musket and slowly i pulled back the flint, closed my right eye( yes i am lefthandet)
and starting to aim than a brilliant idee pops up in my mind, after Seska gets the Treasure i will take it from her and it will all be mine

Slowly Jeanway gets in range for my bullet, behind me i can hear Seska,s nervous breath, i focus on my target and pull the trigger......................

Standing about the two hand-shaped gems firmly embedded in the rock, all grows quiet for a few moments, as the Erinyes circle high overhead, their voices no longer heard.

Suddenly, Nik and the crewmembers snap their heads upward at a higher point on the mountain. Hannibal immediately draws his scimitar, and the centurion his axe. With a brief look of terror in his eyes, Nik dives in front of the Admiral just as the sound of a shot rings out. Taking the shot in his chest, he falls to the ground.

The two archers with Nik each quickly draw an arrow and fire into the brush overhead. The arrows catch ILS’s shirt below the armpits and pin him to a large tree behind him. Hannibal rears back, and with a shout, throws his scimitar. The large blade spins through the air towards ILS. It sticks hard in the tree between his legs with the hilt upward and the blade barely touching his crotch.

With ILS immoveable, the centurion tosses Hannibal his broadsword and they both race into the woods after Seska.

Looking upward, they see the Erinyes diving directly towards Seska, shrieking wildly as they dive.

(also OOC:

Aw, c'mon, Tinadoll! Don't leave. We neeeeeeed you! You have to help make the story. Without you, we're all just a bunch of schmucks running around in the woods.

Also, NOBODY here thinks of you as anything less than a wuss! We're too afrraid
of you kicking our a** to even think such a thought.

C'mon.... don't go! Awwwwww!

::hangs his head..... kicks a rock:: )

~ At The Summit ~

Two shots rang out, from the darkness. Jeanway could hear it whiz past her and then she saw The Ambassador fall to the ground, with a thud. Jeanway crouched down, as did all the other members of the party. Pray, nik who was still argueing with the 3 Hags, he was hit in the chest but since he's already dead it only knocked him down momentarily. His brass breastplate didn't hurt either. Fenriz, immediately tackled Jeanway and covered her with his body on the ground. " Stay down" he said to her. Worf, Hannibal, the Centurian and Dragon rushed to the place where the flashes had come from, soon followed by Fenriz, after he made sure Jeanway was alright. The Erines flew into the jungle from the air. Jeanway remained on the ground but lifted her head just enough to see her new sister, lying face down in a pool of blood. Jeanway crawled over to her. Said her name, " Tina, Tina, are you alright?" Jeanway put her hand on her sister's back. No words came from her mouth. Only a groan of pain.

Much commotion and yelling was heard coming from beyond Jeanway's view. It was dark in the jungle at night. Their torches, were shining but only at the summit, where they were all gathered, around the crumbled statues. The men's voices were heard coming closer, Worf's was the loudedest, his booming voice saying "Come on now, quit struggeling or I'll snap you in two like a twig" Fenriz and Dragon were dragging another person back also, a woman. Jeanway and nik, now standing, watched as they saw Worf, Dragon and Fenriz Hannibal and the Centurian dragging Seska and a bloody ILikeSeven into the torchlight. " It was an accident" ILikeSeven kept saying over and over. " Don't hurt me you big Klingon monkey" Worf retalieated to that little insult with a punch to the jaw. ILikeSeven was out cold, but Worf just kept dragging him by one arm into the torchlight.

"Anyone else out there?" Jeanway asked. " Not that we can see or hear, Maam" Said Worf. Jeanway and Fenriz and Dragon rushed to the Ambassador's side, turned her over and saw that she had been shot in the shoulder, was bleeding very badly and was unconcious. She also had a nasty gash to the forehead, from a large boulder she struck when she fell. Jeanway sat on the ground and put the Ambassador's head on her lap. " Oh, my dear, dear sister" She said to her as she wiped the blood from her face with her hankerchief. " What do we do now?" She asked Fenriz.

Seska, now seeing that her rival was down, not caring that she also was her sister, she said to jeanway. " Looks like you and I will be the ones to get the treasure" Jeanway said back to Seska. " Is that what this is about?" Seska didn't answer, just turned her head away from Jeanway and looked over at nik, who was standing there watching, the Hags laughing.

Captain nik, obviously distraught at the prospect that perhaps all this was for naught. Jeanway knew that wasn't the case and said to Captain nik " Seska is my sister" Hannibal then spoke and said. " The teasure awaits us,we must act now, for the light of as single star will shine upon the place where it lay. To wait, would mean one more year before the light will shine on it again. We must do this NOW."
Knowing he was also to get his reward and had waited nearly a thousand years to be release from this curse on his family, Jeanway looked at Seska and said " You must accompany me to the Grotto, since the treasure will only be revealed to two of the same generation". Seska, more than willing said " I'm here, let's do it" They both turned their heads towards Captain nik, now having a look of relief on his face.

as i wake up the first thing i feel is a terrible pain in my jaws, as the blurry sight of me sharpens the first thing i see was a big smelly klingon, now i remember he was th one who knocked me out,ohh is i wasn,t tied up i would give it to him, that brainless monkey, but , but were is seska and did i hit my target, when i tried to get up in noticed that my leggs also were tied up,
SESKA,...SESKA, where are you my dear, suddenly the klingon walked toward me and hit me againg on my face, and again everything turns black...........

Returning from the brush, Hannibal wipes off his scimitar and sheaths it. Seeing Nik face down in the dirt, his eyes go wide and he runs up to his still form. Hannibal rolls Nik over. Nik's eyes are closed, but he breaths. Hannibal scans him to find a lead shot embedded in his bronze breastplate. Smiling, Hannibal helps Nik to sit. Removing the breastplate and Nik’s shirt, Hannibal reveals a large, deep-purple bruise the size of an orange on Nik’s chest just below his left pectoral muscle. Nik winces as Hannibal touches the spot.

“Even the dead can break ribs.” He says. “You must be more careful m’lord! It would be a great loss to have come so far only to lose your parts.” Hannibal removes the long red sash tied about his head and wraps it tightly about Nik’s midsection. He helps Nik to stand. As Nik and Hannibal walk towards Seska, they are stopped as the Erinyes suddently land between them and Seska - their unfurled wings flapping wildly as they do so.

“You shall not have her!” They hiss. “She is ours! She is driven by greed and lust for gold. She must be punished. She must be tortured.”

Nik’s eyes flare angrily and he inhales sharply as Hannibal shouts.

“No!” He says indignantly. “She is the third, also the bearer of the map! You MUST allow her to pass! Without her, we are doomed.”

The old hags cackle mysteriously as they sneer at Nik. “We care nothing for your fate!” They say. “Justice must be paid. We must be allowed to fulfil our tasks.” As they speak, a chill wind picks up in the forest. Their wings spread menacingly, and they appear to grow in size as their eyes glow a fiery red. The snakes in their hair rear up and hiss loudly.

Nik glances quickly at Hannibal and steps forward. A startled look appears on Hannibal’s face as speaks. “M’lord?” He says, his face a mixture of surprise and fear.
Nik looks back at Hannibal – this time longer more sharply. Hannibal falters as he speaks.

“The lord of the Pax says… ‘Take me instead.’” The centurion looks up in surprise and the archers each quickly draw and load an arrow into their bows. Nik glances back at them and they lower their arrows… and their heads.

“We can do nothing to the dead!” The old women gasp. “He is nothing to us!”

“You seek to repay vice with torture, do you not?” Hannibal asks. “He can be… tortured.” Hannibal chokes on his words. “You saw his injury! Yes, he cannot be killed, for that is done, but that is not what you do!” Hannibal steps forward and speaks in a whisper. “You know this to be true.”

The Erinyes squint at Hannibal until their eyes are slits, and they look back at Nik. Throwing back their heads, they laugh a hideous, miserable, screetching laugh.

“Very well!” They say. “It is as you say. The woman filled with lust for gold may proceed. We will take the captain, and do as we please!” Hannibal steps to face Nik. He puts a hand on Nik’s shoulder, as Nik places a hand on his. They nod solemnly to each other.

As Hannibal steps back, his head hanging, the Erinyes surround Nik, cackling wildly. With bony fingers, they caress his face and coo tauntingly. He looks straight up into the night sky. The old women grab Nik, and – spreading their dark wings wide – leap into the air, carrying Nik with them. They fly straight up and then to the water. Their laughter fades into the night as they fly towards the ocean.

Hannibal stands next to the centurion, their heads hung low. The centurion steps forward and speaks slowly.

“The star of Hercules approaches it’s zenith. The time is now.”

“The emerald hands on the mountain….” Hannibal begins, “They are meant for but two people.” He looks over at Seska and the Admiral. “Place your hands on them.”

Hannibal steps back beside the centurion. They both look sadly into the night sky….

~ The GROTTO ~

Jeanway lifts The Ambaasador's head off her lap and places it gently on the ground beside her. Stands and brushes off her uniform. " Come on" she says to Seska. They both stand in front of the Emerald hand, each placing a hand on it.
Suddenly a portal appears in the side of the mountain. With what appears to be a liquid center. " Go" nik instructs them. Each in turn they step through and disappear inside. Once inside they find themself standing atop a long, stone spiral steps that decend down into the darkness. They hold out their torches and begin to walk down them cautiously.

Once at the bottom, they are in front of a huge, stone archway, they enter it and continue down a long tunnel at the end a set of large wooden doors, also an Emerald hand imbedded in. " Put your hand up" Jeanway says to Seska. As she also puts her hand on it. The doors open. They both stand in Awe at the sight before them.

An enormous room. In the center a green, glowing pool of water. A waterfall feeding it from the far end. Green liquid drips from it's stone ceiling. They walk to it's far side and can see a set of stone stairs leading down into the water. A stream of light from and opening in the moutain top shines onto what appears to be something gold at the bottom of the pool. " There" Jeanway points. Seska looks. "That's it" she replies. They both begin their decent into the pool. Stopping briefly to balance the torches between some boulders. As they enter the water, the level begins to drop until by the bottom of the steps the pool was dry. They run to the center which is now dry. Pick up a small chest, by a handle at both ends and they run back to the steps, side by side as the ground begins to rumble and the mountain shakes. " Let's get the H*ll out of here" Jeanways says. They run up the steps out of the room and down the tunnel to the spiral stone steps. The run side by side, up them, taking two at a time. Holding onto the chest by the handles with torches in their other hands. Finally, reaching the top, they run through the liquid portal. They were out. " We got it" Seska said to nik, who was standing right where he was when they first entered. He heaved a sigh of relief. " Good" he answered.

Suddenly, an explosion blew the top of the mountain up into the sky. Followed by sparks and smoke. " She's gonna blow" Fenriz yelled " Let's get out of here". They all looked up at the sky in horror. Worf quickly picked up the Ambassador's limp body tucked it under one arm then with a knife, cut the leather straps around IlikeSeven's legs so he could run. Everyone headed for the path, running as fast as the could. Occasionall looking back over their shoulders to see if the fire was coming down the mountain yet. They ran and ran, some tripping and falling but getting right back up and continuing to run. Jeanway and Seska still carrying the chest between them. Finally reaching the beach, the full moon illuminating everything they all got into the longboats and began to row out to their ships. Jeanway taking good care the The Ambassador's head lay on her lap she stoked her hair as she opened her eyes and looked up at her sister. " You'll be alright, it's not a serious wound, the Doc will take a look at you once we get back on my ship." The Ambassador smiled up at Jeanway then closed her eyes again. Jeanway keeping a close eye on her all the while. " Yes, she will be alright" she said to herself.

Light..Beautiful ..peace..


Christina wake up....

No..Let me die..my freinds abaondoned me here to die.All they want is the treasure,,All i want is my fathers honor restored

You must wake up,,

She opens her eyes to see Drago her commander, Rowing her away from the beach to the Enterprize where the Doctor Neil.. is waiting

Uggg She says..Her side wet from blood..Remind me never to take initative and help them..they all look back to the beach where Jeanway ,Nik and hannibal ae there fighting there way through the mists towards the treasure

::She turns back to Drago:: once we board..Set sail for home

What about them :Drago says::

What about them?..I think they want gold and glory..Let them have it..i can't wait to tell about this to the Abmiralty at home

::They board the Enterprize and she sails into the sunset away to home::

(And if you think you have seen the last of me..you have another thing coming)

As the band of explorers approach the beach, they see the Pax drifting half-a-furlong out. Hannibal and the centurion gasp at what they see. The Erinyes, finished with Nik, have deposited him on the deck of the Pax. They have not just tortured Nik, however. In the short time away, they have also destroyed the mighty Pax. The Pax’s sails are torn, and the shreds ripple in the breeze. Her oars float splintered and broken about her. The silver shields once adorning her side are dented and covered with soot. Her deck lies warped and cracked. Her gold figurehead is now covered with thick moss. It is as though the Pax has not been cared for in decades. Her fore and aft masts are broken and drag in the water behind her. The Pax lists awkwardly to one side. Black smoke drifts from her hold amidships. In the center is Nik. He sits on the deck with his head hanging, resting his chin on his bare chest. His breastplate and shirt have been removed, and he is covered with welts and claw marks. His bloodied hands are chained to the mast above his head. His locks are matted against his head with sweat and blood. Blood drips from his mouth, soaking his tattered black pants. He breaths in gasps.

The centurion snaps to one of the archers. “We must retrieve the Pax!” he says quickly. “Fire the grapple!”

The archer pulls a thick-shafted arrow from his quiver. At the back of the arrow, a thin, gold-stranded rope is attached, and this rope ends in a long coil. He places the arrow into his bow, takes aim, and fires. The arrow sticks firm into the bow of the Pax, trailing the rope behind it. The centurion and Hannibal grab the rope and begin pulling the Pax to shore.

Up to their knees in water, the centurion and the archers leap aboard the Pax. Hannibal shoves it outward and leaps aboard as it drifts slowly. The centurion runs to the remaining mast. With a swing of his axe, the centurion cuts Niks chains, and he falls to his side on the deck. The centurion then runs below deck, where he finds the crew of the Pax undamaged, but chained by the Erinyes. Hannibal runs to Nik. Kneeling, he examines him.

“M’Lord….” Is all he can say as he watches his captain.

Um I never gave the order to fire

OW::gets stitched up by Dr Niel::

Jeanway and her crew reach the ship, gently handling the ambasidors body up the the gangway, As Worf escorts ILS to the brig the rest of the crew carry the Ambasiders body to medical as Jeanway and Seska follow. The medical orderly motions for them to put the body on the table with a thud. As the doctor, turns from wiping his hands, asks what happened? "Jeanway explains that she was shot you fool, can't you see?" "My dear Capt'n" the docotr says, "if you would so kindly bring forth the Rum So as to see wether the bullet has stayed or wrent out of the wound." The Captain, Upset passes the rum to the orderly, who proceeds to pour the rum on the wound causing the sister to scream in pain from the bite of the elixer. With that the doctor takes a swig passes the bottle to his assistant and asks for the knife. With steady hands the surgeon cuts open the wound, his assistant starts to spread sand around at the doctors feet to soak up the blood.

Dropping the knife to the table and receiving the wound probe from his mouth, thw assistant doses it with Rum. "Me Dear", says the dotor to the Ambasador, "this is going to sting" as a worried look of dispair grips her face looking for and finding her sister beside, saying its okay, I'm here and i'm not going anywhere, Go to it Doctor, says the Capt'n." with that the Doctorprobes the wound, pulling out bits of tattered cloth, till at last he finds the ball, with swiftness and deft (OOC: Let me roll my dice, lets see Wits=3+medicine=3=6 Difficulty 7 4successes) pops the ball out of the hole and into the spitun saying at least our ghosts won't get this one. He looks at the ambasador and says" The easy part id done the rest is up to you" Rest and eat tomorrow and after and you wilst be fine, do not and ye shall surely die. The doctor turns cleans his hands in the water steps outside and lights his pipe proping one foot on the rail[/COLOR]

Hi Doc Neil

great job!
Please read above..Pm me and lets Edit together! AndLets keep with the flow :D

Tina

It has been three days and the Ambassaodr has gotten a little better. Her wound was healing as well as can be exected on the ship as they were speading towards home..In about three more days they would be around the Horn..

I hope we won't bump into Jeanway or any of her gang of merry men.. I can't belive my sister could leave me there to die.She turns over heartsick. When i get home i am going to strip her of her honor in front of the Councel

She feels sorry for The Pax and her crew.She hopes they are ok..

~ Jeanway and Seska ~


The longboat pulls up alongside the Elusive. The gate of the ballistrade is opened and a ladder is placed there. Jeanway and her sister Seska to climb up first. Followed by Fenriz, Worf and the crewmen. The chest is passed up to Worf as he debarks. He carries the chest to Jeanway's quarters and is followed by her and Seska. Seska wanting to discuss how it should be divided now since the other sister has departed. Seska immediately says to her " I think the original agreement should no longer be in force since so much has changed since then." Jeanway, unsure as what to do says " Just a minute, I'll be right back" She walked down the passage to Fenriz's cabin and tapped on the door. He opened the door, without a shirt and Jeanway blushes and smiles at him. " I need to speak with you, right away" she says. " Come in" he motions to her. " No, your not clothed, it wouldn't be proper." "just wait then" he said. Closed the door, then opened it again a short time later. He had put on a clean shirt and his jacket. " Is this better? " He asked. " Much " she answered and stepped into his cabin. " Is something wrong?" he asked her. "Well, yes and no" she began. " I have made a pact with Seska concerning the treasure." she began. " She was to recieve 20% of the treasure if she could get the other half of the map for me and in turn aid me in finding it" She added. " She has done that, and I will honor that agreement. The problem in my concience is that now, finding that she is also my sister, she is entitled to half." Fenriz listened then added " Yes, she is, as are you." Jeanway continued. " I think with our original agreement that she and I had, I should give her half plus the additional 20%" Fenriz interrupted her. " Wait, neither of you knew at the time how this whole affair was going to end" he stopped mid sentence " Oh, now I see what you mean." She just looked at him. Fenriz continued " If you feel it is the correct way to deal with this, then do as your heart instructs you, be true to your word" Neither Jeanway nor Fenriz had the slightest idea what was in the chest. Could it be divided in such a manner? She added, "If my other sister had been here, we each woluld have received a third. " So what your saying is Seska will get two shares to your one? " Exactly" she said. " And remember we still have the diamonds and the oranges. " Oh that's right, I forgot about that" Fenriz added. " I feel it's the right thing to do" Jeanway concluded.

Jeanway left Fenriz and returned to her cabin and Seska, who was stretched out in Jeanway's sling sound asleep and snoring. Jeanway, also needing to sleep took to the bunk in the corner and also fell asleep.

The sailors are shocked and disturbed by suddenly being transported out of the fight, 70 pair of angry eyes turn toward WeareBorg..one of the more outspoken crew yells out and points a angry finger towards Weareborg..."that one...he must have done it...blackmagic...he's a witch!let's get him...then return for the French!
with that there was a "cheer" from the rest of the mob. I step in to intervene...."there will be none of that....here...save your strength for the French..and I turn to weareborg placing my hand on his shoulder and speaking quietly I say..."they are all brave men, and have sworn to obey my orders without question, the French run away from fights...I'm sure they do not wish to die today, but they do not take to "un-natural" powers....if it's their fate to die...then they will meet that fate as men, and with cold steel in their hands along with their faith, skill..I assure you much French Blood will flow before the day's work is done! for they know their fate is n their own hands..if it's god's will for them to fall this day..they will know they Died with honor...all they wish from us- is Leadership, Courage...and they will follow us to the gates of Hell itself....so I implore u, return us...let us get about this day's "work"...I toss WeareBorg a cutlass, I trust You know how to use this? Show these men the metal which I know you're made of....for the French bleed today!

i woke up again.
there was a strange rumbling and the ground suddenly started to shake
O.M.G THE VULCANO!!!... i have to get out of here.
I noticed that my hands and legs were not tied up anymore, some one must have cut the ropes
the first thing i saw lying on the floor was a Klingon dagger.
"Thank you Worf" he must have done it while i was knocked out, and the Party was off to find the treasure. THE TREASURE!!!!, what happend with it and were was Seska.

An explosion focused my mind again, i realy have to get out of here, i picked the dagger from the dusty floor and ran out of the tent into the thick woods.
Behind me the vulcano started to erupt red glowing magma and lava poors out of the crater

I ran into the woods toward the small bay where the BATAVIA lies for anker
i jumped into the water and yelled to the Crew"raise all sails and pick me up out off this water" when i swam to the ship big glowing rock hits the water, but luckaly non hit me, as we sailed out off the bay we saw the vulcano explode in lots of pieces, i had esaped death again.

That night i told my first officer what happend to me on that island.
he was shock when i told him that Seksa doublecrossed me and that worf was the one that saved my live.
Worf wherever you are i will reward you for what you did to me, and i will give you your dagger back becous this day was not a good day to die

and as for Seska, oohhh when i get my hands on that girl she will be sorry she ever met meand dragged me in to her sceamy planns. no one doublecrosses a Dutchman!!

ILL BE BACK!!!!!!


( i will not be able to post for a few days, me and my family are going on vacation for a few days, but keep on posting, seeya all in a few days greetings ILIKESEVEN)

Yes very good, the French will bleed this day!!!!! Men Weareborg yells. Prepare yourselves and fight with glory! Helmsman, bring the ship about and prepare to ram and board. As mysteriously as the ship withdrew from the fight, it reappeared 50 yards in front of the French Frigate with her starboard side facing her. Ready, FIRE!!!! Weareborg yells out raising his cutlass and point it toward the French ship as the first of his canister and shot rips through the rigging of the french ship. Head Borg yells that'll teach ya to mess with us, helmsman bring the ship about and prepare to ram 'er.

(Ok Doc..Yur on my ship now)


Going around the Horn was a tast in itself.But one of the finest Docters in the British Navy is on her ship so she was not worried..The Bullet had been removed and the crew was doing a hard job in order to keep everything sterile. They are sailing for home at record Speed!

She hopes the Pax could catch up

* If you'd had bothered to look, Tina, Doc is on Borabora now. Your not reading what is going on and interrupting the storyline again. Please STOP.

I was editing as was he when he got back from his party

Don't tell me to stop when you don't have no idea whats going on ..Please Im and i'll tell you everything

Hannibal walks to the port of the Pax, her deck creaking as he does so. Behind him, several crewmen work to cut the broken masts away from her battered shell. Buckets of water are handed up and dumped overside, and two crewmen hanging over the edge with a plank of wood work furiously to patch a gaping hole in her hull.

In the center of the deck, the centurion pours water from a wooden bowl into Nik's mouth. Hannibal holds a white cloth stained with blood as he shouts across the harbor to the Admiral.

"Admiral! It is now time! Are you prepared to open the treasure? The captain of the Pax wishes to see, if you will oblige him."

Two archers with soot-covered faces and clad in dirty togas rush to the deck beside Hannibal. They fire broad-shafted, iron arrows into the hull of the Elusive. Each arrow trails a rope and sticks fast into the Elusive's hull. Pulling on the ropes, the archers slowly drag the Pax towards the Elusive. The Pax rocks precariously as the drifts.

Alongside the Elusive, a plank is extended. Hannibal moves to the center of the Pax, picks Nik up and carries him to the deck of the Elusive. As he sets him down, Nik coughs weakly, splattering blood onto the deck of the Elusive. Hannibal motions for two workers from the Pax, who rush over and wipe the deck. Bowing apologetically, they move back to the Pax. Hannibal steps back to the Pax. Standing on her railing, he watches curiously.

"It is time Admiral." Hannibal says quietly.

Jeanway Respond please

~ The Virtues ~

Much commotion is heard above deck over Jeanway's sleeping head. Seska, still snoring in Jeanway's sling. TAP TAP TAP, on her cabin door. " Enter" she responds sleepily. " The PAX, she is drawn up alongside, Maam" An excited Worf tells her. " Be there presently" she answered as she rises from the bunk. Jeanway, walks to her sling and shakes Seska awake. " Come on, it is time" she says to Seska. " Whaaa, Huh?" Seska blurts out. "OH, now?" she asks Jeanway. " Yes, now, come, get thee carcass up and out the door, now" Jeanway says as she herself leaves the cabin. Seska rolls to one side and falls onto the floor with a thud, picks herself up and leaves the cabin as she fusses with her hair and straightens her clothes with a few tugs. " I'm right behind you" she calls out to the already gone Jeanway.

Up on deck, Jeanway sees the battered and broken PAX tied up along her port side. Captain nik, squats on his deck waiting. Looking desheveled and pitiful. " Good Day to ya" she shouts to him as Seska joins her. " We are ready to open the chest" she shouts to him. Captain nik, obviously in pain, stands and walks to the plank extended between the two ships, followed by Hannibal and the Centurian. " Worf, go to my cabin and bring the chest up here now" she says. " AYE, Captain, right away" He answers. Worf rushes below, retrieves the chest from her cabin and with his massive arms carries it above, grunting the whole time, on deck, where Captain nik, Jeanway, Seska, Hannibal, Fenriz, and The Centurian stand waiting.
He plunks it down in the center of the group then slowly backs away.

Hannibal and Captain nik, stand side by side and look down at it. " Are you ready Captain?" Hannibal says to nik. He only nods affirmatively.

The Admiral reaches down to open the chest. The lid does not budge. Straining against it, Worf tries to help. Still, the lid is closed tightly. As the Admiral pulls the lid hard, Seska instinctively reaches down to help. As Seska touches the chest, the lid opens easily, sending both the Admiral and Seska sprawling. Rising quickly, they gather around the chest and look inside…..

The chest is empty…..

Hannibal and the centurion glance at each other, a confused look on their faces. As Worf inhales deeply, he rears back and begins to kick the chest. Just as he brings his foot forward, he stops.

A deep green mist begins to form in the bottom of the old box. The mist thickens and grows. It begins to swirl about, and the sound of a rushing wind is heard as the mist blows about those standing on the Elusive. The mist swirls about the crowd and forms a small vortex in the center of the ship, until it becomes a thick swirling cloud. The mist congeals and takes the shape of a man.

The figure solidifies into a muscular human with large arms and handsome face. His eyes appear as a red flame, and a slight green aura surrounds him. He examines each of the crew with an expressionless visage as his deep gaze penetrates those about him. His blond locks of hair rest on his shoulders, and he wears a breastplate of pure emerald which shimmers in his aura. Cuffs of gold decorate his wrists. A silver sword is buckled about his waist, and his calves are covered with gold shin guards.

“Greetings, weary travelers!” His voice is firm, yet benevolent. It echoes hollowly about the vessel as he speaks. “Noble crew of the Pax, and descendents of the family – friends of the treasure of Achates!” He proclaims.

With a startled look, the centurion gasps. “Prometheus!” he exclaims.

Prometheus smiles at the centurion and nods curtly. “You have traveled far, my friend. I know of your journey. Indeed, it is my pleasure that you have found me!”

Prometheus looks about and smiles. His eyes rest briefly on Seska.

“I know of what you seek.” He says. “The treasure I give you, you already possess. For the best of Achates was not his gold or his precious gems. It was neither wealth nor power. The offer of Achates was his loyal friendship to his noble companion Ulysses. In seeking this, you have found friends. Lost some, yes, but also in the finding, you possess the greatest treasure of all!”

Prometheus pauses briefly, and continues. “Yet, I give you so much more. For many years I have longed to undo the box of Pandora. While I cannot, I give you this…..”

Prometheus holds out his hand. In it are seven colored pearls, each shimmering in the light of his breastplate. The pearls float into the air and form a spinning circle above his hand.

“Seven virtues! For the good of all men!” Prometheus exclaims with a smile, and he proceeds to list them.

“The red pearl….. Humility!
“Orange…. Generocity!
“Yellow….. Love!
“Green….. Kindness!
“Blue…… Self-control!
“Violet…… Faith and temperance!
“Indigo…… Zeal!

“I give these not just to you, but to all – for the greater good of mankind!” As the pearls spin in the air, each divides into two. Then four, then eight….. Eventually, the entire vessel swirls with lit orbs of color as they float and fly quickly about the vessel, intertwining themselves among those standing around. Several other pearls leave the Elusive and fly swiftly in all directions, leaving flaming colored streaks in the air behind them.

“I send these to you, and to the world…. to Bora Bora, to the Bonaventure, to the Enterprize, to the Batavia…. Everywhere! Use them wisely and in excess! May you never run out!”

Prometheus places his hands at his side and looks at the crew of the Pax - their eyes wide and their mouths open in awe.

“Now.” He smiles at the tattered members of the Pax. “Let us undo that which YOU have come for, my friends…..”

As Prometheus finishes speaking, he dissolves into a green mist which envelops Nik, Hannibal, and the centurion. They are picked up gently in the mist and carried back to the deck of the Pax, where they are placed on their feet. As the mist covers and swirls about the Pax, Nik’s wounds heal. His gold breastplate refastens itself to his chest, and his dark locks shine in the green light. The dirty rags of the Pax crew glow white, and the centurion’s bronze breastplate reforms as resplendent gold encrusted with emeralds. The bow's of her archers are cast in gold with gold stranded strings.

The Pax transforms as the glorious vessel of before, and moreso! Her black sails mend themselves into shimmering green silken cloths, and her oars extend as silver. Her figurehead revives as ivory and gold with ruby eyes, and her once dented burned shields are remade as gold. Her cedar masts regrow from her deck, as the crew watches incredulous. Gold plate works its way up her masts. Her warped deck becomes as smooth cedar.

The mist fades into the air and is soon gone. Aboard the Elusive, the chest is filled with pearls, and some spill onto the deck. Around the world, pearls spill over onto the decks of the Enterprize, the Batavia, and the Bonaventure.

From the harbor, Nik stands smiling broadly at his might vessel. Hannibal speaks.

“The curse is now lifted! We may join our fathers in peace! We are free” He exclaims, and the crew of the Pax cheers.

The Pax begins sinking slowly in the deep blue water. As water slowly pools about the feet of Nik and his crew, they look peacefully up at the Admiral, smiling. The crew of the Pax gathers about Nik and bows low to the Admiral.

The water forms about Nik’s chest and then his neck. Tilting his head back, Nik opens his mouth!

“Thank you!” he says in a strong, deep voice which echoes over the surface of the waters.

His head slips underwater, and he watches the Admiral until his face slips out of site into the deep dark of the sea.

At last, the Pax finds its final rest…………..

~ In Mourning ~


Jeanway watches as the PAX sinks out of sight. She is in Shock and AWE of what she has just witnessed. Her friend, Captain nik has won a place of favour in her heart and it is now breaking at this sight. Tears begin to well up in her eyes. Fenriz, also deeply affected, puts his arm around Jeanway's shoulder and pulls her close to him. She sobs uncontrollably into his shoulder, soaking his white shirt with her tears. He tries to comfort her. But he too is in shock and begins to cry, but by the way of a man, holding it in and getting a stomach ache.

The crew stands around them as the overflowing chest of pearls spills out onto the deck and they begin to scatter. The crew begins to collect them, unnoticed by Jeanway and Fenriz.

Dear Sea Trekkers

What is going on ? Janway is ignoring me so is Fenriz. The only people i have spoken too are Doc Neil (whom i made my peace with) and Nik (whom i apologized too..

Now you are all in agreement that i am to be IGNORED?

Whats going on?

I have my days as you well know..Been Depressed latley and some of the Meds are giving me this weird reactions.So i'm sorry for all that has transpired.This morning i tried to edit some of my words so that i don't seem so ..Narassisitic as some one put it.Am I that bad of a person? As bad as Ro or Alex? My life is going downhill and i don't need anymore problems

thourally confused
Christina

no, I'm just not PMed...
I'm ignored...
Not really..
I'm never on yahhoo im..

Me it's bad enough that the RPG has to go away to a guy that's never here...

I think we should all agree not to write "dialog" for other "living" interactive characters..that I agree with. And we should all agree to read and get a feel for what's going on before we add to the story/make changes...and we should agree not to just pop into a story-line without "working into it" or "explaining" how we got there! We could sure use a doctor on Bora Bora....but how he got there from Jeanway's group still unknown....and the fight with the French is on land, at this point. I think there's plenty of room here for all of us, if people want to write words and actions of characters..then lets stick to "dummy" characters like simrod and others that don't have a "manager"!

That's a great suggestion!!!
I aggree with you wholeheartedly...

Let's get back to this thing.....
Later on the shore, WEAREBORg was gathering food for emergency supplies. the French were going to come back. Head Borg was shot in the Back. There was some bleeding bu the injury was not major. Soon, he thought, soon.... Simrod had gone to get some firewood...

i think this RPG is getting no were
i have been reading a long time now, and there are to many plots
some one should take controle over it, not me but some one who knows how to rule this

(Pssst hari..I tried that..The KILLED me off..juct back away from it slowley..BTW I agree with Headborg)

Actually, we did indeed elect a "GM" so to speak - an outside person who is fairly neutral about the whole game and steps in occassionally to alter outcomes, much like Hari Seldon's Foundation in the famous series of books by Asimov. Read carefully, and you might figure out who the "GM" is.

Also, it's not really an RPG per se. Really, we are all sort of using collective creativity of the group to write a story. It's just in the RPG forum.

Thanks for reading! We appreciate the "fan base."

(Hey Nik Whos is that person? I would like to have a word with them : )

Tina, STOP IT!!

If you don't want to participate in the game then no ones forcing anyone, please don't just pop in to make a post griping about this or that and then pop out. That's more than a little rude.
This post is directed to no one in particular, most of us playing are enjoying ourselves, or we were.

It would be helpful if members not interested in the constructive continuation of this thread would stay off it. Thanks.

With little wind the Elusive makes it's way Southeast across the Indian Ocean. The snails pace of the ship does little to help the spirit of the crew, meloncholy after the loss of the Pax. Standing at the bow of the ship Fenriz stares off into the horizon, occasionally he imagines the familiar sight if the Pax sailing slightly ahead of the Elusive. He had grown accustomed to the Pax and it's crew, Hannibal, the Centurion, the ever silent nik. Happy they have been released from their curse Fenriz finds he misses them more than he would have thought. Shaking his head in an attempt to banish such idle thoughts Fenriz turns to walk to the length of the ship. Uncertain of what exactly awaits in BoraBora he prays silently for a strong wind and a safe harbor at the end of the journey, but decides at the moment he'd settle for wind.

what happened to my post!?!?!?!?

oh well....
[edited]
see below

I have addressed the issue. Please continue with the story.

Thank you ddillard.

ok...

Battling, the French, weareborg found that their black powder was wet. retreating, they use knives to fight the enemy off. Running trough the dense Jungle, Headborg and WEAREBORG lose the french who withdraw back to the original battle position.. They soon take a headcount undercover of the shrubbery....

Ah, yes. Thank You to the room Gods for quelling this storm of earthly souls. The Tempest has now departed the waters calm.

~ The Change ~

As night fell, a full 24 hours had passed since Jeanway and Fenriz watched The Pax dissapear under the surface of the Indian Ocean off the Southern coast of Madagascar. The Enterprize long since departed their company, and sailed South with the Abassador and all her crew. Madagascar well out of sight, the Elusive heads due East South East toward Borabora. Jeanway and Fenriz, in total agreement about seeing HeadBorg for the last time. Unaware that he had been healed, or that Weareborg was there with him.

Many foreign ships could be sighted from the Elusive as they sailed. Some merchant ships, others, some French surettes, groups of ships travelling together headed for battle on one or more of the French occupied islands now in possesion of France, as they held many in this region.

Jeanway had never sailed these waters before and was frequently referring to her maps, computing her course with the aid of Lieutenant Riker, who was adept at navigtion.

" Ship off the starboard stern" a man yells from the crow's nest. As he held the telescope in one hand and pointed with the other. Jeanway and Fenriz headed aft to see who it was and why the were so close. Not aware of the Batavia's presence in this part of the world. Seska and Jeanway had not discussed her arrival on the night of their finding the treasure. No one thought that she must have arrived by ship, that concern pushed aside with all that had transpired since. Seska, suddenly appeared on deck. " It's IlikeSeven" she cried, with tears in her eyes. " My love has come for me" she said to Jeanway and Fenriz as they all stood on the stern and watched as the Batavia approached. IlikeSeven standing on it's bow, just above the figurehead, waved and smiled at Seska, blowing kisses in the wind for her. She did the same. The Batavia pulled up along side, lines were thrown between the two ships secured to the Elusive. The mood was surprisingly pleasant. The anger IlikeSeven had felt had dissapeared, he only wanted to be with his love, Seska.

Gangplank down, ILikeSeven walked quickly, traversed it and fell into a long embrace and a kiss with Seska. He said to her " I thought I had lost you forever, my darling" She replied " Never my darling, I would have found you" They hugged again . " I must speak to Jeanway" he said. " Where is she?" He asked Seska. " I'm here" Jeanway said as she approached the happily reunited couple" IlikeSeven began to speak. " I found myself involved in all this with greed in my heart. But for some unknown reason, my anger has gone away from me. I tried to understand what happened on the mountain, I thought Seska had double-crossed me and only used me to get to the treasure. But now I see she really did care for me and I am so happy that we are reunited. The thought of riches had filled me, but the riches I sought were only those I see in the eyes of my love." Taken aback by this sudden show of gentleness and genuine love, Jeanway saw Ilikeseven through different eyes. She no longer looked apon him as a scoundrel and a pirate. "Come to my cabin, both of you, we have something to discuss. They all went below to Jeanway's cabin.

They all sat around the large, wooden table in Jeanway's quarters. Jeanway, Fenriz, Seska and ILikeSeven. Worf as usual, stands in the corner digging whatever he can find out of his nose and examining it on the tip of his index finger.
Jeanway began. " I have a proposition for the both of you" she began. " I find myself on a TREK across unfamiliar waters. I am in search of an island named Borabora. I know it to be in the waters of French Polynesia. I have no quarrel with the French, but a ship alone does not work in one's favour. Would you be willing to act as as surety for my voyage, Ilikeseven? I will reward you handsomley" As she emptied a small leather pouch of large, white diamonds onto the table in front of ILikeSeven and Seska. Their eyes bulged as they stared down at the pile of large stones. ILike Seven looked up at her and said " Are these diamonds Captain?" She answered " To the best of my knowledge, yes they are, a large fortune sits here in front of you, divide it as you wish. But I must have your assurance that whatever happens, I can depend on you both." ILikeSeven turned to Seska, both their mouths hanging open . " Maam" ILikeSeven began. " I've never seen the likes of these stones in me life before. I never imagined I ever would. You see I'm just a lowly sort and make me livin at robbin and stealin. But this could change all that for me. Yes, I am willin to escort you and protect and serve you. "Seksa" He said as he turned to face her. " You with me on this?" He asked " Most assuredly, my love, I will follow you to the ends of the earth if need be." ILikeSeven, stood and shook Jeanway's hand, " It's a deal" He said to her.

Overlooking this meeting, SolarWind is pleased and turns her attention to the safety and well-being of those on Borabora, especially her favorite young, prodigy WeareBorg, who seems to be a bit too eager for a fight.

~ MONKEY ISLAND ~

Warm trade winds at their back, the Elusive and the Batavia, at full sail, head South Southeast. Cautiously the crew of both ships survey the horizon, preparing for anything. Well into this leg of their voyage, they sail side by side, the days pass. All becoming increasingly weary of the constant need to be on guard. Around the mid-day of their 4th day, they pass very close to a small, uninhabited island, seen from a distance, appearing to have a pink, sand beach. Many palm trees, some uprooted and draped over the beach touching the shoreline with the foliage laden tops. Jeanway and Seska had been talking about possibly having a little time alone with their men, on the evenings the four of them took evening repast together. Jeanway and Fenriz, standing at the rail, both looked at the island, then at each other. " What do you think?" she said. " Looks good." Fenriz replied. They quickly scanned the deck with their eyes and then back towards each other. " Let's go" He said. Fenriz walked to far end of the rail and opened the gate. Jeanway right behind him. She began to unbutton her shirt, as Fenriz did the same. Peeling it off, leaving only her white lace camisole. He only his bare chest, with a pin at the end of a long, gold chain hanging from around his neck to his mid-chest. Jeanway looked, took it between her fingers and said " My hair, your wearing it as a medallion instead of a lapel-pin?" she asked " I didn't want to lose it" He replied. They continued, he sat on a bulkhead, leaned over and began to unlace his boots, then pulling them off. She unbuttoned her heavy, wool pants and slid them down to the deck and stepped out of them, leaving her ankle length pantaloons, which she pulled up tightly over her knees. She then pulled up the sides of her long hair and secured them with the Ivory hair combs he had given her. " Come here" she said to him. " turn around" He turned. She gathered up his long hair into a tail then wrapped it tightly with a long piece of leather. Criss-crossing it to the ends then securing it with a tight, square knot. She gave him a pat on his shoulder and said " Done, now let's go" Jeanway walked to the gate and dove into the water her two hands over her head, her palms together. Fenriz stood for a moment, looked down into the crystal, clear blue water, bent down and reached to feel it's temperature. " It's really warm, isn't it" He yelled to Jeanway, who was treading water waiting for him to join her. He dove in. Together they began to swim, with long strokes toward the pink beach. Occasionally diving beneath the surface and tickling each other. Laughing and talking they finally reached the shore.

Crunching under their bare feet, were thousands of dead shrimp shells, which was now obvisouly why the beach seemed pink, from the ship. " Look at this" Jeanway said as she walked up to the edge of the jungle. " Coconuts" she said. They both stood there and looked up at the palms that lined the beach. "Oh, what's this" He said. As he walked over to some greenery and plucked out a pineapple and some smaller, unfamiliar fruits. " Give them a try?" He asked " I'd be delighted kind Sir" she curtsied, then they both sat on a fallen palm's trunk which laid across the beach to the water. They began to pull the fruit apart with their hands and stuff it in each other's mouths, laughing and spitting it at each other. Their obvious joviality and loud laughter had alerted some of the unknown inhabitants of the island come to investigate. " What was that" Jeanway said as she snapped her head around to look behind them. Fenriz looked. " My Lord" He said. For there were at least 50 giant, hairy monkeys coming at them in an obvious fury, screeching and screaming at them. " RUN " He said as he grabbed her hand, cupping the uneaten fruit in the crook of his other arm. They began to run down the beach, sand flying up from their feet all around them. From what seemed an impossible distance, one of the large apes suddenly had jumped and was perched on Fenriz's back, beating on him. He stopped running and starting hitting him over his head. Spinning around in circles trying to get him off. Jeanway ran up behind him and grabbed it, with two hands and pulled as hard as she could. The monkey flew into the air and knocked down some of it's companions when it landed in the sand. Fenriz and Jeanway quickly gathered up the dropped fruit and began to run again towards a large, black boulder at the end of the beach. Again, Fenriz was tackeled by the apes, this time around the feet and on top of him as they jumped towards his head. He managed to club a couple with a large stick that was lying in the sand and bonked the other two with the coconut he still had in his hand. Finally, he was free of them all. Just at that moment he heard a blood curdeling scream from behind the boulder Jeanway had just dissapeared behind. He ran, " I'm here" he yelled to her just before to got to it. He ran around it and stopped suddenly. Jeanway was on the ground, on top of her was the biggest ape of the whole bunch. She was pinned. He was grunting and making obviously romantic noises as he wrestled with Jeanway, " HELP ME!" she screamed as she spotted Fenriz coming around the huge rock. He stood there for a second, not knowing what to do. Then he raised his hand and threw a coconut directly at the big apes head. BONK! Then down he went, rolling onto the wet sand. Jeanway jumped up and ran for the water. Momentarily the ape was out cold, but awoke and immeditely went for Fenriz, as Jeanway was swimming franticly to get away from him. Fenriz and the ape wrestled and rolled around in the sand, for a few minutes. Just when Fenriz, thought for sure he was a dead man, he hauled back his fist as the ape was coming at him, punched him square in the face, knocking him backwards the ape fell and smashed his skull on the boulder, killing it. Fenriz, still agitated went over and kicked the animal in it's side then ran like h*ll for the water. They swam furiously toward the Elusive not stopping, and once they reached it they were helped back onto the deck by the crew, as they had been watching the whole time.

As the crew of the Elusive went about it's duty the ship made it's way steadily across the Indian Ocean. Standing at the balustrade Fenriz wondered if the crew of the Batavia, sailing along side the Elusive were growing as weary as the crew of the Elusive. With little to do but go about their routine and keep a constant lookout for poor weather or pirates the men had become increasingly weary and short tempered. More than once Worf had to break up a fight among the crew and Fenriz noted that even the Klingon was doing this with a little less zeal as the days rolled into on another. Fenriz had had even let slip the war of pranks that he and Worf had been waging quietly on board the Elusive and since his boots hadn't been nailed to the deck recently Fenriz supposed the Klingon had as well. Fenriz found himself almost longing for a brief squall break the monotony on board when almost in answer to his thoughts the sailor on watch in the crow's nest called out excitedly " LAND!" Dropping anchor off shore the two ships floated peacefully in the gentle waves and after a brief conversation Fenriz and Jeanway decide to swim to the island. Stripping off her shirt and heavy wool pants Jeanway stands on the deck in her camisole and pantaloons, which she pulls up to her knees. Fenriz takes off his shirt and begins unlacing his boots while Jeanway watches him. Pulling off his boots and sitting them beside the rest of his clothes on the deck Fenriz stands up and Jeanway motions for Fenriz to turn around, she then begins to tie his long hair into a loose braid. " There" she declares and Fenriz turns back around to face her and then walks to the gate in the ballistrade and with a small flourish he extends his arm out in the direction of the island and offers " After you my Lady." Jeanway smiles at him as she walks to the end of the edge of the deck and dives gracefully into the water. On his knees at the opening in the ballistrade Fenriz stretches and reaches down to test the water " It's really warm, isn't it? " Smiling at him in the crystal blue water Jeanway waits. Standing up Fenriz looks down into the water, schools of brightly colored fish float suspended in the water with the sun casting their shadows on the white bottom can clearly be seen from the deck. Noticing how clear the water is here and warmer than the water in the Caribbean to which he'd become accustomed to Fenriz then makes a great show of preparing to dive into the water. Laughing Jeanway turns and starts to head for the island. Standing up and then moving to jump into the water Fenriz is caught by surprise when a large boot kicks him on his backside and he falls headfirst into the water. Coming to the surface sputtering Fenriz looks up to the deck to see the Klingon looking down at him, almost smiling. Shaking his fist at Worf, mostly in jest, Fenriz turns and swims after Jeanway.
Nearing the island, the water is now only to their waists and Jeanway and Fenriz wade ashore. Reaching the beach they see that it is covered with the shells of thousands of shrimp giving it it's pink color. Walking up the beach towards the jungle together Jeanway finds a coconut on the ground and they both look up at the trees lining the edge of the beach. Finding a pinapple and a few unfamiliar fruits in the unfamiliar plants growing on this island Fenriz gathers them they both walk over to a palm tree that has fallen across the beach. Sitting down on it's trunk they begin to eat the pineapple, feeding it to one another and laughing, it's juice running down their chins. Looking at the two ships anchored off shore Fenriz can see that the crew of the vessels have taken the opportunity to cool off by swimming in the calm water, leaping off the decks of the ships. Worf standing at the ballistrade can clearly been seen throwing naked powder monkeys into the water, screaming in delight as he launches them into the air and coming down with a splash into the water. Smiling at the stern Klingons soft heart Fenriz turns turns his head back towards Jeanway who is lifting a piece of fruit to his mouth, when suddenly she turns her head sharply when noise begins to come from the jungle, growing louder as something nears the beach. Standing up they see a large group of very angry monkeys emerge from the jungle and come barreling towards them, screeching in fury. Jeanway and Fenriz begin running for the water with the monkeys gaining on them, howling at the intruders to their island. Holding Jeanway's hand and the fruit in his other arm Fenriz looks over his shoulder and sees some of the monkeys stop where the two of them had been sitting on the fallen tree and begin picking through half eaten fruit while the rest continue their pursuit. With most of the creatures loosing interest and turning back to the jungle a large monkey jumps on the back of one of it's companions and launches itself at Fenriz, landing on his back. Almost knocked down by the sudden impact Fenriz begins smashing the ape in the face with a pineapple until the monkey bit into the fruit and pulled it out of Fenriz's hand. Jeanway running back to the pair grabbed the monkey with both hands and sent it flying into a pair of it's companions who were watching the fight. Gathering up the dropped fruit Jeanway points to a large boulder near the edge of the beach, running for it Fenriz is tackled by several of the monkeys who had finished with the discarded fruit they had been picking through. Flinging the fruit at them a few of the apes lost interest in Fenriz and began picking up the fruit but several large monkeys kept clawing at him. Kicking one square in it's face Fenriz reached for a piece of driftwood and began to wield it as a club, after getting smashed over the head a few times most of the monkeys retreated into the jungle except for one that was busy picking it's nose. Bringing his makeshift club down on the ape's head and sending it howling into the trees, launching a few coconuts at the stupid creature Fenriz stops still gripping his last coconut when he suddenly hears Jeanway scream from behind the boulder. Running as fast as he can he rounds the boulder and see's Jeanway pinned by a large monkey " HELP ME! " she screams. Overcome with rage Fenriz launches his coconut and it smashes the ape in it's head sending it rolling of Jeanway. Fenriz pulls Jeanway to her feet and she runs for the water while he turns to face the monkey recovering from the coconut. Looking over his shoulder Fenriz sees Jeanway enter the water when he's knocked over by the ape which lands on top of him, throwing back it's head and howling Fenriz reaches for the coconut he launched earlier, stretching he grabs it and smashes it into the side of the gloating ape's head. Pushing the stunned creature off of him Fenriz stands up and faces the monkey which bares it's teeth at him. Finding the ape between him and the water, the monkey suddenly screams and launches itself at Fenriz. Lost in rage Fenriz catches it squarely in the face with his fist and the monkey falls back it's head smashing against the boulder. Dropping lifeless to the ground Fenriz walks over to the ape's body and kicks it, rubbing his sore hand he walks to the water and wades out to where Jeanway waits. Looking out to the Elusive Fenriz sees the crew standing on deck where they had been watching the events on shore. Swimming beside each other the pair reach the Elusive and are helped out of the water by the crew. As he puts his clothes on Fenriz looks to Worf and asks " I suppose you would have came to our aid if you were really needed." Handing Fenriz his boots Worf replies " Of course. " Worf's eyes go to a musket which is leaning against the ballistrade and Fenriz pats him on his massive shoulder. "I knew you would my friend, " says Fenriz then he looks the Klingon dead in the eye, " Now tell me, why are my boots wet?