Fleet Registry

[Bruder Cuzzen]

YARR ! TangARRra ! Ye an ye Purple Primrose be noted en logged ,tank be ta ye fur ye prompt reply ,

                               Keepers of the ARRchives

[Darlica]

Ahoy anyone hierin'?

I'm a lass with good kithen skills (no fisheadstews though), I can also write (a littlebit), and know many ways t' use a cleaver (I still have me own, it's always tucked in t' belt). I know a fair bit about sailin' and I ain't afraid t' fight, actually I'm prone t' pick fights with grumpy roughnecks but as a any good captain you'll know how t' use that (it's very good for connin'). 

I got tossed overboard in a fight over at me old ship together with t' Captain... She got aft on board, but I got rescued by some fishermen (after havin' t' show some leg t' convince them I wasn't a mermaid) If they miss me they fetch me I'll leave a message here in Portsmouth for t' Monk. T' Monk he was nowhere t' be seen durin' t' figth, I guess he's still aboard, they all fear his explodin' kitchamajigs in t' gally so he be allstarboard.


With hopes o' a swift reply."


Yours Arrghly!

Darla Deadwaters

[Bruder Cuzzen]

 Yarr Deadwaters , Ye be noted as a " matey without a berth " , untils ye find wot shup ye be shining fer .

  Bon Chance ! ,  Keepers of The ARRchives


(Dear Darlica , This is an example of an interactive thread where anyone can be a Keeper of tyhe ARRchives ...all one need do to reply is a basic      " hello we see you and your ship ...we have it in ink on parchment " ( in your case ...shipwrecked ) , bye , bug off , Cya...etc.....i]

[Tanguerra]

Could be problematic Darla me dear. No fish head stew ye sez! That could cause a mutiny.

Bein' able to write, very worrisome. I'd be keepin that piece of information to meself 'twere I you, them pirates be a superstitious lot.

Can ye play the accordion? I may be able to find ye a berth on The 'Primrose if that be the case. Toothless Kate's got the arthritis again.

[Aggie]

T' Monk he was nowhere t' be seen durin' t' figth, I guess he's still aboard, they all fear his explodin' kitchamajigs in t' gally so he be allstarboard.

YAAAarrr HAAAarrrr HAAAarrrr......

Cap'n Kitty bin too busy to watch the ship. So's were hirin' out again eh?  Oi'll have to find anothere bottle o' the Captain's Delight to bribe on with.   Ye knows the cap'n'll run a loose ship if they falls for that one.

O' course, Oi's could probably hire back on to me old ship....

[Jackdaw]

Oi moight be hirin', an' lyttrusea be held in high esstregard on moi ship...tends ter 'elp with th' skulduggery an' sneakin'...
but Oi'm not sure Oi'd be wantin' ter steal away Cap'n Kitty's crew...she moight be a vengeful sort.

[Darlica]

Ahoy Captains!
Oi don't know how t' play t' accordion so Oi guess Oi'm out o' question for Captain Tanguerra.
As Oi said Oi usaly don't make fisheadstew (it was consiredered thought of as biological warfare were Oi took me cookin' classes, Oi believe our headmaster once sailed on t' wrong side o' Black Bart's ship...) However Oi make a mean fishtail soup that be very good for avoidin' t' scurvy. Lots o' lemon an' potatoes an' chilli.

T' Captain Jackdaw: Oi don't think thar will be any trouble with Captain Kitty t' ship sailed o' with me and some o' t' rats that port t' ship durin' t' fire was port behind (t' rats was mighty angry until they found a box o' cheese that must have been thrown overboard in t' confusion). T' fire on t' decks be now put out Oi believe but t' last thin' Oi saw was some black smoke and flyin' critters which Oi believe to be bears circulatin' t' mast...

Anyhow Oi'll sended her a message and resived t' answer that it was OK.

Oi'll look fore t' sail with ye'.

Yers Arrghly!

Darla Deadwaters

[Jackdaw]

T' Captain Jackdaw: Oi don't think thar will be any trouble with Captain Kitty t' ship sailed o' with me and some o' t' rats that port t' ship durin' t' fire was port behind (t' rats was mighty angry until they found a box o' cheese that must have been thrown overboard in t' confusion). T' fire on t' decks be now put out Oi believe but t' last thin' Oi saw was some black smoke and flyin' critters which Oi believe to be bears circulatin' t' mast...

Anyhow Oi'll sended her a message and resived t' answer that it was OK.

Oi'll look fore t' sail with ye'.

Yers Arrghly!

Darla Deadwaters

Glad ter 'ave yer aboard, as we've been operatin' wiv a skellyton crew th' past month er more.  Me last crew mutinied, and left me aboard t' ship when they decided ter stay on an oilan' off somewheres, so I were left wi' th' prisoners down below what th' former crew 'adn't taken vittles to fer the past two months or more...they were none too pleased wi' me old crew, an' they voiced no objections when Oi offered t' 'ire 'em on ter replace said crew.  They don' eat much, but they do be moighty slow workers.

Yrs. etc,
Cap'n Mag "Jack" Dawes

[Aggie]

Ach, Cap'n Kitty's crew sunk the ship again.....  Oi's a mite tired of swimming.


Will cook fer passage to the next port, an' p'raps a longer berth, if so intended.  Oi's don't take a cut o' the plunder for meself, bein' a monk an all, and Oi's got some intaaaarrrggresting skills that kin be useful in a tight combat situwa senaryo  in a fight.

[anthrobabe]

Ach, Cap'n Kitty's crew sunk the ship again.....  Oi's a mite tired of swimming.


Will cook fer passage to the next port, an' p'raps a longer berth, if so intended.  Oi's don't take a cut o' the plunder for meself, bein' a monk an all, and Oi's got some intaaaarrrggresting skills that kin be useful in a tight combat situwa senaryo  in a fight.

Aaaarrrrrggghhh!
stop ye blatherin an climb aboard
ifin ye's lion bouts them fitin "skillz" ye bes be retty ta be used as a soft an squishy body armor monk.
if ye's lion bout that cooking skillz, jumps rite bak in to tha drink matey-- unless yes can sees yer way clear to poison acidently gives me 3rd bossuns mate tha trotts i mights fergives any burnt puddins ye dises up

[Aggie]

if ye's lion bout that cooking skillz, jumps rite bak in to tha drink matey-- unless yes can sees yer way clear to poison acidently gives me 3rd bossuns mate tha trotts i mights fergives any burnt puddins ye dises up

Ye's sussed out one o' me favorite skills already, Cap'n.  Ye's wants 'im to have it for hours, days or weeks? 

[Rev. Rowan Redbeard]

Arrrr!

I just sailed in on the Whistling Kettle.

[Bruder Cuzzen]

YARR!.... ....*hic*... Capin Revrund Rowing Redbeer....Thee     be duly logged .

[Griffin NoName]

An a fine Kettle o' fish 'ead stew it be. The stench alone wuld 'av alerted us.

[Black Bart]

Arrrgh, blimey...the Porstsmouth/Monastical harbour be so choked wiv ships, I'll never get 'The Big Brenda' back to her berth!