Wings of Galianda Part 1: From the Grave

Wings of Galianda Part 1: From the Grave
Date of Scene:	10 July 2013
Location:	Eastern Continent - Ship Graveyard
Synopsis:	Myla has been working to start a project aiming to build an airship for Alexander Academy. She's hired on several people to help her recovering a suitable hulk from a ship graveyard in the world of ruin. What is not expected is the undead while known to be there have a leader a rather brutal undead Pirate who is not happy about their presence there.
Cast of Characters:	Vespa, Annia Leradine, Myla Mason, Helena Celba

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Myla Mason has posed:
The Ship Graveyard while the majority of the wrecks were often hard to get to but this clump was surprisingly not conspired to the others it was close enough to shore the still barely floating hulks. There was always the problem of monsters in the world of ruin, worse so in places where a lot of people died. The dead didn't rest well which meant undead would likely be infesting the mass of wrecks.

Myla had confirmed there is a hull in the wreck that will suit her purposes but the problem of the massing dead and who knows what else is aboard she's managed to get a small remote out there but it been munched by one of the zombies on board. Still there didn't seem to be anything that couldn't be handled by some smart application of force and some clever boarding tactics.

The magi tech engineer had prepared however she had supplies, a small box of potions, several phoenix downs, also several devices which are in crates on swimmer's back. Likely engines to move the damaged hulk once it's broken free of the wrecks she's also got a small ship to get them there as she makes her last checks over her persona data assistant.

"hum well that looks like everything Helm take us into boarding range of the hulks. Once we're aboard pull back enough so they undead aboard can't just cross over and keep alert."

The ships helmsman nods once to his employer for the day. He didn't seem to mind having to hang back and getting paid.

Vespa has posed:
Ship Graveyard. Undead. Just another average day for Vespa. She just currently sitting on the floor out of the way of the crew occonasally looking out the window. "Don't worry Al", She says looking at her massive axe which is laid next to. "We will be fine. If any of the undead go somehow get aboard we will take care of them.." Hard to tell who is comforting whom here.

Annia Leradine has posed:
Annia Leradine is leaning against a wall, balancing one of her daggers on the top of her finger. She's just killing time. Its a rather boring trip after all. Well, not that she wants more excitement, not when having to do with undeads at least. Its bothersome to wait, but even more when awaiting for trouble.

She flips the daggers upward, catching it by the handle dextly, and tossing it back up, just enough to catch it back on her fingertip again "So plan in, go in, grab stuff, get out, right?"

Helena Celba has posed:
"I know it is more your style, but there is a reason I was asked to come, Leradine." Helena says as she walks from below decks. There is the sent of...lillies? There is also a definte draw of power around her...something tells you instinctively that getting near her is not a good idea...

"I've prepared the wards on the ship, they will keep them off the ship given that these are just normal undead and nothing bigger..." She says, looking towards Myla.

"On the ship, I might be able to turn them to our purpose, given time and if there isn't anything controling them." She walks towards the front of the ship. "Let us make this fast, I have an appointment to keep,"

Myla Mason has posed:
Myla Mason looks to Vespa, the ever the battle maid of VALKYRI is one of the people who signed on for it and even as creepy as her axe is? Myla's happy to have them along.

"It's not like we're we are without a specialist in such things."

"Yes and no we're going in, we're going to clean out the target ship, whatever spoils will be divvied up as per the contract but wee need to break it off the mass of other ships and get it away. I got plans for that hull. Also Runner'/s carrying some engines he'll be attaching to the hull once we find a good point to propel it to tug range, so the ship doesn't have to get too close. Right I'm not about to make you waste your time on this. I'm just glad you were willing to help."

She knew about the issues with Alma and Helen, and really on a job like this a Necromancer would make their lives so much easier.

"Right, it might just be the angry dead more than something raising them it's hard to tell some days."

The ship nears the hulks theirs oddly a mist about it and one can see things moving on the deck, shuffling parodies of what once were the crews of this vessels or those previous treasure seekers who were not prepared for what lay in wait.

"All right let's get aboard."

With that Mayla's going to leap over on to the deck of the nearest wrecked ship. Swimmer followers right after her, and there's a sickly thunk of both human and machine landing on the sea water soaked timbers of the hulk. This was not their target it was the remains of some metal ship further in, that was perhaps younger than most of the others. The undead would notice the party soon so they would have to act quickly.

Annia Leradine has posed:
Annia Leradine lifting herself off the wall she was leaning on, she sheathes her dagger in her back in one fluid, practiced motion. It barely makes any noise sliding into the sheath. "I'll trust you on that." She doesn't really like Helena, per se, but if she has the talent for this kind of work, better for all of them. Makes things easier, limits danger, and get the spoils. She knows this work is planned for the school too. That's why she came along. While she doesn't have the power or the money, she did throw out a web of contacts and information, that she slipped over to Souji before as well. Maybe this happened before of the informations he passed on too, who knows.

She doesn't really care either way, as long as its used for the school in the end, she's fine with it. Not that she really wants to return to school either, but it has become a bit of a bore without it too.

She moves unto the deck, keeping a watch around for anything that moves "Feel any evil presence?" Shee says low enough not to attract too much attention, just in case. No need to shout it after all. She moves toward the side of the boat, looking around for a way to cross over without having to get wet. Well, she'd rather avoid it. Shivans are not that great swimmers, but they float.

Vespa has posed:
"Sounds fun. I could use a good workout.", Vespa says picking up her axe. She doesn't know any of the other her too well but she assumes they are profosnals that will do the job right. She follows Myla jumping over to the other ship. She quickly get into a combat stance and is ready for any of the undead that are going to attack.

Helena Celba has posed:
Helena shrugs...

She leaps, running across the ship and hitting the sea worn wood that made the remains of the other ship. She rolls into a crouch and does not shy from the undead that inhabit...

Her hands strike out, immediately trying to strike the various undead trying to surround her, aiming to do no actual physical damage...

My Undead.

Her magic aura lessons, having prepared a bunch of control undead level spells on her body, so she could release them...the focus was to try and start gaining control of the undead, and use them to keep the other undead at bay.

From there she could do things like buff her undead, while the others used the massive distraction to flank and destroy the undead she could not pull under her sway.

"Mockery of life you are, aimless in direction you wonder! Listen not to your base instincts, you mistress demands your service! CONTROL!"

She looks back to Annia, trusting in only her skill and not her personally...but it doesn't mean she can't enjoy herself, "So how is Jidro? Has he made a move on you yet?"

Myla Mason has posed:
Myla Mason has her pistols out and has already loaded clips of flare rounds to deal with the undead. If she can't control them or smite them? She's going to burn them out as needed. Swimmer whines a little bit but follows after Myla.

As Annia speaks it's clear the undead have sensed beings with a pulse aboard the mass of wrecked ships they don't seem happy about it. Even if they can be said, still for Anna there's enough o get over thees' an canon fused to the deck she could jump on to with little trouble.

Vespa has landed right after Myla even as she dose so the group might hear a rasping voice.

<Life...the warmth we have lost...>

Helena is able to snag what was once a Viera and two humans are seized by Helena's spell and they all in but the voice can be heard again.

<You dare come into the domain of the dead? You dare to take my crew from me?!>

Sounds can be head as undead are staring to gather wahile the party pushes ahead, it's a mix of crew mostly from the world of ruin but some others? Do not seem as such one might notice some perhaps from the world of Manhattan, well perhaps older. They are also armed, most are armed with but melee weapons but some, behave a bit more intelligently as they near and a few even have flint locks, one of the more modern looking ones has a side arm in hand as they move.

<If you wish to join my crew than I shall be happy to accept...your applications. Still tis a better fate than that what awaits you fools. GET THEM LADS! Bout time we had some ladies join our ranks!>

The undead then move in the ones with the ranged weapons do fire somewhat off centre but it might be enough of distraction for those with melee weapons or decaying limbs to reach and assault the party.

Myla attempts to snap off a shot as she sounds a warning, but that's about it for her the undead are upon them! Myla drops low and throws several small devices whiche explode bu given the undead she's not quite sure how it will effect them. Still it can not hurt right?

Vespa has posed:
"Sorry I'll have to reject your offer. Violently!", Vespa says swinging her massive axe in a large arc in front of her trying to take out as many of the undead as she can as well as giving everyone some room to move around.

Helena Celba has posed:
Helena sighs, "I am afraid you missunderstand... 'Captain'. Today you become MINE." She says, and looks towards the various people around her...

Well, today she'll have to support...support the well toned...wait what?

She taps the back of Vespa and Annia's necks, darkness seeping into their forms and provoding some aid that might not otherwise have. First injuries will automatically start to close...leaving their skin slightly grey from where injury strikes, and the second...

Strength, dark strength to carry them through to kill the undead.

"Ladies, if you will."

Annia Leradine has posed:
Annia Leradine jumps from the ship, following Myla's trail over the broken ships around, heading to the 'prize'. She shrugs at Helena's question thought "Wouldn't you like to know." She's not about to do small talk with Helena either way. Its only giving her fodder against her or Jidro either way.

She's nimble, and jumping over to the metal ship isn't too hard either. But the reception that is the problem here. She watches the undead approaching, and sighs. "It would ahve been too easy."

Yet, she isn't about to join up the ranks of those undeads, that's for sure. "No, I don't think so. You'll have to look elsewhere." She intends to stay well alive after all. She blinks as Helena taps in with her dark power "What the..." That better not leave any side-effects. Knowing Helena, all too possible as well. She shakes her head, and unsheathes her daggers, taking up the front. "Don't need your permission." She meets with the first approaching undeads, slashing at them in a twirl, moving to her own beat.

Myla Mason has posed:
Several of the undead sailors fall to Vespa's assaults, well fall is a relative term the severed parts are trying to get back together or even just act on their own. These things might not quite be you typical unquiet dead raging about in the manner of their end. This only further confirmed possible suspicion that the voice is the leader, controller or both of the fallen ones here?

Myla's devices explode and one of them Myla only now realized carried a payload that had been blessed by a paladin on their world before the fall. The effect is like acid, causing things that should not feel pain to feel pain, not to mention breaking their resistances perhaps to other forms of magic. She snaps off several quick bursts of fire from her pistols as she pushes ahead.

"We can't let them bog us down"

Annia's own attacks are not something to brush off either as the child of Shiva wades into the battle at this point her comments may get a bit of another reaction from the voice.

<So you think, what fools you are. It only makes it all the more interesting, my dear. Now you would make quite the first mate or perhaps your friend. I can feel her power...most refreshing.>

The undead keep coming and several dog pile upon Annia and more Myla as well as she almost seems to vanish under a pile of them.

More come for Helena and Vespa as well, their weapons seem slick with things it's best not to think about they are not going to do very nice things to anyone they wound that much is clear.

The Captain does seem to reply to Helena.

<Oh my, such a forceful Lady mm mm such fire. If you think you can bind me then have at it!"

One of the smarter seeming undead has lined up both his flintlocks and opens fire on Helena yet they are not musket balls. These things fire some sick green bursts of flame!

Annia Leradine has posed:
Annia Leradine erks at the dogpile. She can take on a few of them at a time, her dance moves can bring her out of reach of most situations. But when even more join in, it doesn't get as comfortable, and soon she gets buried under a pile of undead bodies x.x

She's gone for a moment, but then she manages to crawl herself out of ht epile (somehow, don't ask, anime rules apply). She has a few bruises to bear, but otherwise seems okay. "What the heck was that, there was no rhythm or rhyme to it, you just attack in blocks and hope something sticks?"

A battle is not supposed to be elegant or glamorous, but it certainly could be more pretty than that at least! She shows off a few moves of her own, returning the favor with poisonous stabs. Of course, poison wouldn't hurt undeads, but and acidic concoction just might. Especially when its planted in deeply at the tip of her blades. She follows the move, inverting the grip on her daggers, planting both of them down into the bodies coming for her, to further break them down "Dead or undead, men all the same huh?"

Vespa has posed:
"If I had a penny for every time someone calls me a fool..", Vespa says bring her axe up defeting the incoming attacks from the undead. "..well I sure woudn't be here!",

"Sorry but I've alreay got a boyfriend!", she say swing her axe at the incoming undead.

Helena Celba has posed:
"You expect anything more from such clumbsy oafs?" She says with a smile towards Annia..

"I will say, do, and touch what I want, my dear.." She says, as the Flintlocks fire at her. She rolls, aiming to soar over the zombies and lands in a three point stance near Myla. Her hands move to hit the woman's shoulders, aiming to similarly infuse her with her gifts, while, she moves her hands over her own body...slowly letting them slide over her veluptious forms, aiming to pehaps destract the zombies and the captain a bit...

"Now you wouldn't want to hurt this perfection would you..? Play nice boys...I can make your time under me enjoyable.."

Her tone changes, a dark tune plays through the creatures... "Or a living nightmare."

Myla Mason has posed:
Things go badly for Myla one of the undead crew catch her from behind with a cutlass she desperately attempts to avoid being run though, but it cuts a long gash in her side and she lets out a cry. Whatever is on the blade isn't doing her much good, no not much good at all. She feels sick she staggers she attempts to draw her cutlass and counter attack but it's clear she's not doing very well at all right now.

Annia seems to handle the pile of dead to them it's quite the sight here as Annia manages to get herself free, right? Annia's comment goes get a laugh out of the Captain from the sounds go it, it's a rather disgusting laugh that should not be. After all the dead should not laugh.

<Ah perhaps that is so we be men ever after our deaths.>

he laughs some more but he does not reply to the comment on his tactics.

Some of the undead do change what they are doing they fall back and seem to be regrouping after the beating they just took. The party will be able t press on pretty quickly and maybe reach the ship they are seeking but it could also be a attempt to draw them in to whatever awaits them on board. Some of them nearly get cut down by Vespa as they flee one turns laughing for a moment the skeleton pulls a old iron bomb out from it's rib cage and throws it before joining it's fellows in retreat or is it regrouping?

Myla feels the power from Helena it's a strange feeling but it helping somewhat keep the foul undead poisons at bay for the moment. She presses on towards the ship and Swimmer seems a bit concerned but follows on the ships seem to be somewhat serviceable as in the undead have made some repairs enough to keep them from sinking but the ship is some sort of iron clad warship that they are boarding all that greets them as they arrive is a rusted out turret which seems to have it's barrels shattered from whatever final defiant shot is fired

Helena Celba has posed:
Annia looks like she has seen better days, Helena observes...and to be fair, the desire to watch her fall IS there...she might even make a good minion...and she could make some spells to give her living traits so that Cid wouldn't be /TOO/ sad...hell she might even be warmer in bed...

Helena is a bit mean, yes.

The bomb catches Helena, and she realizes she hasn't picked up Improved Evasion yet. The exploson rocks her, but not enough to put her down as she rolls back and right next to Annia.

Her hands touch the wounds...and what happens next is not soothing like healing normally is. She reverses entropy...shifting it from one sort of entropy to another...the wounds close, but leave a...pale corpse like skin behind, as she flips back to Myla, doing the same.

"Ladies, try to avoid the mean looking undead..."

"...Oh I see then mister captain...I see that you want nothing but horrible pain and agony after I get your crew from you...I wonder, WHAT underworld I should throw you to.."

Vespa has posed:
"Don't these things stay down??", Vespa says feeling a bit frustrated as the undead keep pulling themselves back together and they claw and slash at her with their weapons.

"Get off of me!" she says kicking one that got in too slow then swinging her axe in a circle around her try to open up some more room to move around.

Annia Leradine has posed:
There are times when one should stand and fight.

Other times, you wish you would have stayed home. This is one of those times.

Despite being able to avoid most of the attacks coming her way from the lunky undead, it seems that lady luck isn't with her today. With the waves hitting the boat, carrying pieces of woods and debris. And while nature has a rhythm of its own, Annia doesn't have eyes in the back of her head. And one such piece of wood, a rather bulky one at that, is throw up over the side of the deck, only to slam painfully into the dancer's back, sending her forward into the horde of undead pirates, or whatever they want to call themselves.

Yeah, that might leave a mark. If not on her skin, on her ego at this rate.

A heel comes jutting straight upward, kicking the nearest pirate under the jaw, as she moves backward, just in time for Helena's dark healing. She winces at that too. Looks like Helena is also being a bit down on her luck there "Urgh..." Its hard to thank the one that might wish you dead, but right now, she needs to refocus.

She spins back into her attack, sending ribbons flying, latching around the limbs of several pirates, to trip them over. This is like a giant octopus movie, except its silk lashes that jut out from the dancing girl.

Myla Mason has posed:
Myla Mason is also caught in the blast herself and it's not too much found her wounds are adding up but she's alive she's trying to get back up to press on. Helena's powers manage to seal the wound in her side and a number of the shrapnel wounds but it's kinda horrific at the same time really. She kinda looks like a patchwork of living and dead flesh t the moment.

"I ... will attempt to do so."
D She's got her cutlass out at this pint as she presses onwards they move further on board and the undead well get jumped by Vespa and she just makes sure they are going to have a hell of a problem getting back up. The few that did manage to get back pull back from Vespa at this point.

Annia meanwhile is going to have to deal with looking more and more like the things they are fighting with Helena's healing methods. At least your insides re not leaking out. The ribbons latch on to several of the pirates others and get sent all over the place thanks to Annia however at this on what might have been the Conn tower of the ship an form in a long coat holding a massive harpoon appears. The holy roger still on his somewhat decayed hat is cleared.

"If that be the way ye want to fight allow to me introduce myself I am Captain Van Clesse and this be my ship. No one will be sending me to any underworld!"

The threat actually does scare him, the thought of being stuck with Hades forever. IS NOT A HAPPY THOUGHT! TO someone who preferred to wander the seas. Be they living or dead and he leaps down onto the deck engaging in a brutal series of assaults with his harpoon.

"Back mates, these ones be mine!"

Myla has recovered enough to snap off a few shots from her pistols but it seems the Captain is more interested in Helena and Annia a this point. This may however give Vespa a bit of an edge in anything she might try to do.

Helena Celba has posed:
"Captain Van Clesse..."

Helena's player smacks the hell out of Myla's player. THEY SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE.

With that fourth wall out of the way, she looks at the Captain... "Then surrender to my will...see what happens to those who relinquish themselves to my powers!" She says, and suddenly places her hands on the back of Myla first...three hits across her back...and then followed by dancing to Annia...the same happens...and she walks away...

Then without warning, darkness...pure uncontroled darkness would rush into the two...power uncontroled would flow, threatening to consume them...but they were powerful, strong...they could easily temper this.

"They will destroy you." She says simply, as she grabs one of the Undead, and holds it up, while it's compatiots proceed to make mincement out of it.

"I see you got your point across."

Vespa has posed:
"..that a pretty lame pirate name. Not very intimating...", Vespa says as her axe barley parries The pirate captain harpoon attacks sparkflying off the edges of both the weapons. He not interested in the maid right now. Big mistake.

"..and you didn't say ARRR either..Pirates always say ARRRRr.", she brings her axe up it glows with a black light for a second. "..and You shouldn't have turned you back on me either.", and down it comes on the pirate captian.

Annia Leradine has posed:
Annia Leradine shows that she's still nimble... although she's alowly looking more like a zombie herself, as Helena applies more and more magic to her. Makes you wonder if she wouldn't try to make her into a zombie while she's still alive ~_~ Wouldn't surprise her. But at least she can still fight right now.

Id Helena is pulling out the big guns, so can she. She's been accumulating her own energies for this. First, the dodge. Gracious, she jumps on top of the railing, and literally goes beside all of the angry mob of undeads that were rushing them, nullifying any of their attempt to hurting her anymore. Then she vaults herself, jumping straight over them... and comes down crashing in the middle of the group, a whirlwind of blades and daggers flying all over, tossing all of the undead pirates in every direction. "I'm no easy prey, you won't like me even if you could capture me. I'd make the rest of your existence feel like you rather go back to Chaos instead!"

Myla Mason has posed:
BGM change https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6GMMFJc-mUo Skies of Arcadia Boss Battle.

The Captain is not as far gone physically as many of the crew perhaps a hint to his power or jut his willpower? Or perhaps whatever fuels him? Who knows the truth here, still he seems to be defiant as he faces down the four women who have come to take his ship.

"You fail to understand, if death would not take me, if no the fall of the worlds? The Darkness itself spat me back out. What do you take me for? Some foolish tavern tale?!

Annia has got the captain's attention as he moves his harpoon with surprising speed but isn't fast enough to deal with Vespa. Her ace cleaves into him and the Captain lets out a cry. Annia meanwhile launches herself at the crew and they scatter given the Captain called dibs they ain't going to disobey him at all. They don't want to be kicked into the ocean and deal with the terror that sleeps down there.

Helena gets a look from the Captain.

Then comes Myla she's now chanting in a old language from her portion of the world that Annia, Myla and Helena hail from as feels the force of the powers that Helena can bring to bear she unleashes a powerful burst of water at the Captain boosted by Helena?s power it on dark properties looking like it was dredged up from the dankest depths of the ocean.

The Captain is hit pretty damn hard but he's back on his feet growling.

"I am not finished yet. You do not understand just what I am!"

He spins his weapon once over his head before bringing down on the deck with a mighty crash.

"I! AM! A! MAN! OF! THE SEA!!!"

He launches himself at Vespa first launching into a rapid series of blows upon her. The weapon carries the same grime all the others do and would not be very enjoyable to be hit by, not a tall. Once his assault on the Battle Maid has lessened he flips away leaping into the air again and trying to come down on Annia like he's a Dragoon, even if he misses he's going to leave an impression on the deck and then he changes Myla aiming to smashes her aside sending her into the remains of the ship's deck railing, while he barrels down upon Helena.

"Now lass allow me to show you the fury of a Pirate!"

HE launches himself at her putting all the force his unholy form has to smite her with his Harpoon!

Annia Leradine has posed:
Annia Leradine doesn't know how to avoid a harpoon attack apparently. Sure, she can handle the small fry, but the big thing that should be easy to avoid? Not a chance it seems. She gets clobbered over the head, leaving a painful looking mark, and blood trickling. No, Annia's not in good shape at all. She painfully moves back to her feet, but it lacks any of the dance at this point. Nope, this ain't fun at all.

She wipes the corner of her mouth with her wrist, trying to muster what energy she has left. She already expended alot of it with her last attack, so she's running on fumes, and Helena's dark voodo magic. Nothing to be celebrating about at this point. All she can do is try to poke at it some more "I hate this..."

Helena Celba has posed:
The Harpoon flies right towards Helena...

She grabs it, and spins, aiming to aim it off the ship with it's momentum.

She turns right towards the Captain, and narrows her eyes.

She starts walking...

"Kneel." She says, suddenly to the Captain.

"I SAID KNEEL!" the voice of Helena BOOMS, aiming to resound MAGICALLY Through the crew and their captain. Her fists drive into the man, aiming to REPEATEDLY slam her fist into his face. It wasn't just physically trying to force him to submit, but her word alone trying to FORCE his submission...his obedience...

She aims a final blow right towards his chest, aiming to release a MASSIVE burst of darkness...litterally aiming to consume his old decrepted body.

Vespa has posed:
Ow. Ow. Ow. Okay that hurt a bit alot. "well I'm the Maid of the AXe! So there!", Vespa respons back. She also respons back by trying to hit the Captain of the sea with her axe.

Myla Mason has posed:
Myla Mason is just smashed out of the way and slams into the railing crumbling to the deck, she's not out cold but she's hurt pretty bad and has had the wind knocked out of her. She's not going to be getting up for a bit, she's trying to though but she's in bad shape.

Annia meanwhile has stuck home again the Pirate Captain. he's taken a bit aback by her actions and that's a perfect opening for Vespa who catch him again with her axe. He is a stubborn being however for he still stands his harpoon ready. Helena has proven too hard to capture she barks at her command he staggers and drops to one knee it's not too certain if it's form damage or the spell. Or even him just honestly admitting she is stronger.

"I...yield"

he's proven strong enough to survive the beating he's been given if barely and then he looks to Helena saying something else.

"I be a pirate of the code and request Parley. For the fate of my men."

the other undead pirates are backing the heck off and some are lowering or even dropping their weapons. None of them got any desire to be shoved off the mortal plane into the hear after. For all they know someone's jacked up the connection to Fiddlers Green after all. The undead have been brought to heel and defeated. If the Captain got beat none of them with enough glimmer of a mind left wish to keep fighting. Helena or the others would just blast them to bits at best

Myla meanwhile continues to try to get up but looks like she could.

Helena Celba has posed:
Helena's lips curl into a smile. She walks, swaying as she moves towards the captain...

There is a flash of necromatic power, to finish the spell, and complete it.

"There. Now, I have been forced to make a sweat, and YOU all have jobs to do... First, you are to savage the ship the young lady here.." She waves to Myla, "Wishes. Any and everythig is to be turned over to her...when you are done with that, you are to make SOMETHING sea worthy out here. The spookier the better." She says, and starts walking towards their ship. "You can report back to me when the first is done...after that, we will have discussions about your future...serve me well and they will be POSITIVE ones."

She moves, touching Myla's wounds first and trying to get her back on her feet...

Then towards Annia. Vespa seems pretty fine, and once she is done with healing duties, she walks back to the ship....to lounge.

Vespa has posed:
Whew. Vespa is glad that is over it looks like Helena has certain way with the undead. They don't seem that bad just mabye a bit possesive about there home. Vespa considers if someone wanted to take something from her home she proably do her best to try and stop them too. Great now she feels a bit guilty. She heads back to the ship pondering this for a while.

Annia Leradine has posed:
Annia Leradine phews as the pirate yields. She's not sure she could have taken more of this... wether its pain or Helena's healing. Either way, things are getting quiet now, fortunatly. She shakes her head "Well if they are going to do the work... Don't mind if I go rest..."

Myla Mason has posed:
Myla Mason is now recovering now at this point she staggers to her feet as she healed by Helena the wounds heal but Myla's been hurt in so many place she almost looks like she might be a fresh member of this band of pirates from the looks of her. She's however shake he head a little bit.

"Thank you, Helena."

She's back on her feet "I'll handle the motors to get this ship moving once they finished their work."

She can't help but shutter a bit still they been brought to heel and no more adventuring sorts would meet their end on this part of the graveyard. So she calls the whole thing as a win, if she was only aware of what was going behind the scenes at the company Helena worked for. For the moment she's not fully aware. She's she's got issues with Souji's company but on the other hand a job's a job and Helena had kept up her end of things.

"We shouldn't be idle I'd not wish to remain here too long."

It is really creepy Myla really does look like some undead pirate herself given the patchwork of healthy and seemingly undead flesh where she'd been wounded. There was still a lot of work to do.

The Pirates meanwhile obey their new master and get to work, on the other hand some seem cheerful as they start to sing Yo he ho! For they may be taking sail again once more.