Welcome RPers old and new to the re-wright of the highly popular Pirates of Zarpi.
Rules:

1. No godmoding
   
2. No killing other people's character/s without permeation
   
3. No taking control of other people's characters
   
4. Swearing is aloud as long as it isn't to bad(like every 2nd sentence)
   
5. Make sure you are on regularly
   
6. Be serious
   
7. Try to make your post make sense(I know that sometimes you can't think of the right word it's OK but do try
   

Plot: Zarpi an ancient land lost in time: is a world full of mystery, wonder, secrets and most of all treasure. At the heart of the moving island Trmisy lays a huge maze-like temple lies a ancient puzzle map that shows the way to The Lost Treasure of Zarpi, many have tried and failed to obtain it. The temple is littered with the bone of the fallen.
Recently the island had been spotted East only 5 days sail away(if the winds are in sailor's faver) from a small Pirate town called Port Krizie. For one this is to big of a chance to let pass by her name is Just a elf banished from her home forest, trying to make her was to the most-wanted list. strange dream for most but not for her owning nothing but the clothes on her back, her dream, spirit and her beloved collection of knifes. she seeks to 'appropriate' a ship and set sail to the moving island before it disappears again.

I will be Gandal, a great warrior, with fists of steel.
My rp sheet can be found here https://rpglounge.rpg-board.net/u1rpg

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Gandal opened the door of the tavern, stepping in, not bothering to close the wooden door behind him. He dragged himself over to a empty corner of the room, taking a seat on a stool. He adjusted himself so a blanket of shadows were splayed over his face, hiding his features.

A large man walked over to him behind the counter, cloth in one hand. 'Beer, now.' Gandal said, raising his hand, his head drooped low. Minutes later the tankard of beer came, and he gulped the liquid down.

I will play as Marluxia. (It's Zexion btw. Admin allowed me to create an alt account) I am a Druid. Water being my main element but I can control all the elements.

A hooded figure walked into the tavern. She sat at a far table and watched Gandal drink his beer. She kept her distance, knowing what he was. Not that she was afraid of him. Just that she wanted to stay alive.

I am Nemo a strong but emotionally unstable man with untold adventures.
Roleplay link :https://rpglounge.rpg-board.net/rpg_sheet_edit?u=38

A tall man walked in and headed towards the bar and ordered his usual.

Gandal nodded then dipped his head low, slowly swigging at the beer.

The young girl stayed in her seat and waved the barman away agian. She was not here to drink.

He projected a thought at the hooded girl, hello there... He added a chuckle.

She jerked her head back slightly. She was not used to telepaths going inside her head. Hi. Do you mind me asking what you're name is telepath? She was a stickler for not trusting people. She hoped that knowing his name would help her move on.

Gandal, he projected the thought back...

Marluxia. Nice to meet you Gandal, she projected to him. What would you be doing in a stinky, wet tavern like this?

Nemo heard a conversation go straight through his head, so he decided to move places, and went into the shadows, then he felt an arm around his neck, bringing his word out Nemo incised the man with his sword, the man's body dropped on the with an sound, Nemo backed even more in the shadows trying not to get noticed.

(Hi everyone look I've finally got round to posting  )
I'll play as Just. She's an elf. Kicked out of her home forest for "Kinda, accidentally, slightly burning down half" her home forest. She's quick, cunning and agile, and can heal herself and others.

Just silently climbed through a tavern window: the same tavern that Nome, Gandal and Marluxia ocupied. She sat down in the corner closest to the window looking somewhat childlike and innocent, though her innocence had been robed the day she caused the death of many of her people.
I need to find a ship. Just thought not considering that she needed a crew but hoping that she could steal a small ship.

Marluxia turned her head to the side. She saw a woman walk into the tavern. Do you know her Gandal? she asked him telepathecally.

Gandal smiled, sneding a thought back at Marluxia, I am drinking, it was I do when I need to cleanse of my sore soul. What are you doing here?

I need a place to go. Being on the run is not very easy on the mainland you know. I don't drink either. Alcohol is a vile drink that changes the behavious of even the most civilised men. She got up and looked around, pulling her hood down lower over her face. You got a ship Gandal? I could do off with this rock.

Something was bothering Just, something like a wave of heat in the distance or a light that you can't see the source of. she closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling. slowly but surely she started to hear Marluxia and Gandal's conversation. Just heard that Marluxia was looking for a ship.

Gandal projected a thought at Marluxia, i don't have a ship, but the young lady there, he pointed at the woman that had climbed into the tavern recently, does have a ship.

(No I don't I was gonna steel one.)
I hate telapaths(Spelling?). Just thought then remembered that her mind wasn't only hers any more.

so, I can help you steal the ship. gandal projected the thought at the woman,

Just sighted why should I trust you?

Gandal laughed, you shouldn't.

I can pay you. Gandal said.

Who says I need money? Just thought back

"I Have a few dimes in my pocket, If your wondering?" Nemo curiously stated.