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AOP - The Dread Pirate Magnus
Date of Scene: 11 February 2018
Location: Elseworlds: Age of Pirates
Synopsis: The Dread Captain Magnus and friends explore a ghostly wreckage of an advanced civilization!
Cast of Characters: Magneto, Polaris, Crusader, Sarah Osborn, Redstar
Tinyplot: Elseworlds: Age of Pirates


Magneto has posed:
     It's a quiet morning on the high seas The Black Dagger sails its way through calm waters an icy cold wind blowing from the south to carry her fourth along the ocean. The Daggers sails of pitch black blend in with the the sky, a deep grey as far as the eyes can see, the sun long since blotted behind the overpowering cloud-cover.

     Billowing winds make for smooth sailing over lapping waves, as the morning draws on. Across the deck the crow of the Black Dagger rush up and down the masts, swabbing the decks and prepping for the long day ahead of them. It'd been a month since they'd left port behind them and began on their epic journey across the waves.

     Unlike most ships this crew is mostly staffed by obvious mutations. From the blue skinned, to the covered in fur or rocks, to the abnormally large, or small, and even a few members of the crew like the man in the crows nest have wings like birds or angels. It's a one of a kind crew for a one of a kind ship.

     As travel continues the door to the captains quarters swings open, a blinding light from within as a figure steps fourth from the bowls of the ship. As he walks his metal pegleg echos out against the metal deck with each step his intimidating form stepping fourth into the light to reveal him as none other then the Dread Pirate Magus, known from shore to shore as one of the most ruthless pirates on the seven sea's. His garb is a bloody crimson with royal purple highlights a thick vest over an obvious thick metal breast piece painted to match the rest of him. His face is hidden behind the shadows of a crimson helmet with a T shaped opening, all that's visible of the mans skin a single brilliant blue eye, and a leather eye-patch.

     Magnus makes his way to the edge of the bow one step at a time as he gazes over his crew. The look in his good eye is one of satisfaction as he takes in a deep breath of the salty sea air all abound. "Today is the day," Spoken in a thick German accent. "I can feel it in my bones."

Polaris has posed:
Manning the wheel is a more human looking mutant among the crew. Marked by mutation most clearly in the vibrant green locks that catch in the wind. With a vest and blouse open a touch lower than they need to be and tight leather pants and boots Polaris looks every bit the confident swashbuckler. Metals bands coil up her arms, surprisingly flexible. The metal moves with her, speaking to her power as she looks down at the captain, feeling him before she sees him.

Crusader has posed:
There was more than one metal plated (or completely metal) ship out on the open sea this day. Albet, this one seemed much much smaller than the rather grand Black Dagger. The ship streamlined and appear only large enough to hold a single cabin, as such a ship of one. And that one was none other Vorn

Vorn neither had a good or bad reputation...but rather a mysterious one. Many thought the man a ghost or even sea spirit as white orc like being and his ship were said to appear nearly anywhere on the seas. Smetimes to guide wayward ships to safty when their is a storm....other times just causing mischiof, or helping out as if his wills were as wild as the winds

This day though, he was evidently a calm one. For as he saw the infamous pirate ship draw close, he lifted one massive white mit and gave a lazy wave, seeming to have been sunbathing on the deck of his ship. He was dressed in heavily armored boots, leather bracers, and cargo pants. A grizzly bear cloak hung on his shoulders with his famed spear on his back as always. His voice calls out clearly, much louder than one would expect "HELLO!" seeming to not be afraid of the ships infamouse reputation

Sarah Osborn has posed:
One of the crew of the Black Dagger comes up from below deck, apparently escorting a girl dressed in shabby clothes. While the crewman is holding a cutlass on the girl, it appears that she is walking under her own power, not dragged or forced. The girl walks the decks with ease and confidence, for all that she is barefoot and appears unarmed. Her hair is pale blone, her eyes green. She draws catcalls from some of the crew because, despite of her ragged appearance, she is quite attractive. The Crewman says, "Avast ye Captain, I found this below decks. She says she wants to join the crew...looks like a crew doxy to me."

Redstar has posed:
The scouts would see it out on the horizon. A pale, dark red shape, approaching quickly. It resolves into the shape of another ship. One that is a balance of speed and armor. The water about her seems to move against the rest of the ocean, pushing the ship at unatural speeds.

In the crows nest the captain herself holds the spyglass. The Redstar had just finished taking care of a band of ragged wannabe pirates assaulting -her- territory. Their ships and corpses fed the great sea and her denizens now. "We have visitors, on your best behavior," Her bold voice called down as she simply leapt from next, gliding down to the deck and the prow. "That's the Black Dagger." Starr knew the ship and respected the Captain. Pirate to pirate she had no beef with him, but he was perilously close to shipping lines she was being bribed handsomely to 'protect'.

"Pride, hoist the secondary flag," A pirate banner signaling non-aggression on the seas among those who follow the codes. The woman wreathed in purple flames waved her hand and two of the crew turned to begin the task.

"Captain, we've got another craft. Small and near the Dagger," A man dressed in orange-stained leathers commented as he approached the prow. Starr turned and raised a brow before lifting to peer through at Vorn's craft.

"Huh. I think he is no threat at the moment. Wrath!"

From below decks emerges a figure seemingly made of obsidion and wreathed in red flame. Neither male of female the creature smiled, it's mouth molten yellow. "Yes?" Said a voice that rumbled like the threat of an army march.

"Keep an eye on the small craft," Starr directed as she turned back to watch their approach. It could be Magus -was- here for her lines, so vigilance was always warranted.

Magneto has posed:
     Magnus comes to a stop on the spot, his attention drifting first to the far off spot where Starr's ship has only just barely came into view, and then down to the dingy. His cold blue eyes glare at the ship for a long moment in silence before he calls out at the top of his lungs. "Lower the mainsail!" His voice echos and booms out all across the ship. "Drop anchor" He adds.

     This seemingly random spot in the ocean, this gathering place where now three ships had converged on one location. THAT was the place he decided to drop anchor of all places. In the middle of what could potentially be a hostile engagement.

     "Ahoy." He calls over the side of the ship planting his feet firmly onto the deck of the ship before holding his hands out in front of himself. "Looks like the both of you picked a fine day for it." He adds. "For the time being allow her to enjoy the show" He states coldly looking out over the ocean as he flips his hands so the palms are facing the ocean. "I wouldn't want anyone to miss this."

     He simply stands there his good eye going closed as he takes in a deep breath and begins to focus all of his attention on the sea. The waves grow turbulent around the ship, the waters laping more irregularly against the ships hull, as SOMETHING bellow the ship begins to rise higher and higher towards the surface. Something massive and made of metal.

Polaris has posed:
Keeping the wheel steady, Polaris draws in a breath at the expression of power. Other's might see what is happening, but she can feel it-like speaking to like in that sense. Looking past to the other ships, she sweeps her senses through them, feeling and noting the metal and bodies.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah waits, as long as the pirate does nothing, she will wait for the chance to show why she belongs in the crew. She could probably disarm the pirate easily and take his cutlass, but doing so at the wrong time could lose her the chance to join. Impress the pirates and you are in, anger or offent them and you are chum.

Crusader has posed:
The turbulance of the ocean gets Vorn attention right quick. He stands up his arms crossed over his bleach white skin as he observers the display of power. Despite the waves making his 'dingy' rise and fall silently...the orcish being didn't stumble or move from his spot as if attached to the ship itself. If nothing else the small dingy proves it no push over in rough waters

He looks to where the other ship was comming from and chuckles deeply "Oh, this will be of the fun as it is said" he muses to himself. Turbulant seas or not he looks back to Mags as he begins to wave something up. He licks a large tusks as he braces to see what this can possibly be

Redstar has posed:
Starr watches the Dagger approach and raises a hand and crooks a finger to one of her crew. A young man with blue skin and yellow eyes with nictating membranes came up next to her. He wasn't more than 15 at most. "Slow the ship...and what disturbs the see about the Pearl, Jessup?" She asks the lad with a frown of concern.

The waters beneath the Redstar stop pushing the ship at unatural speeds. The sails themselves are left to take up the burden of coming closer to the other ship. "Something big, Captain," The boys says with very wide eyes. "I...it's massive," He adds.

Starr whirls back to peer in the distance, still well out of any firing range, but close enough for the flag to be seen. "Stop us and wait for a return signal to approach," She says finally with a sigh. The boy nods and the forward of the motion of the ship completely stops so that it floats against the current as if anchored. Around her ship the water is his to command. Those who probe it feel there is metal aplenty, from weapons to nails. A goodly crew of thirty individuals.

"Very well, Magus. Seems someone is on edge," Starr says with a smirk and raises her hands. The air begins to glow with magic as her finger glid through the air, forming a spell. The glowing bands of magic hang in the air in a disc the size of a mirror. Then she places her hand at the center of the circle and a window appears aboard the ship. Her face can be seen, her voice heard, and vice versa though no other matter would pass through. "Captain Magus, it has been ages since I've seen your sails," Her voice is amused but also slightly guarded.

Magneto has posed:
     Magnus lifts his hands slowly in a waving motion from dead in front of himself forcing a great deal of his own energies into his actions. As he stands the object comes closer and closer to the surface, its silhouette becomes clear: A massive metal disk the size of four galleons. The surface is black as coal covered in barnacles clearly having been submerged for a very long time.

     "Ah, Captain Starr, a pleasure I assure you." His voice is somewhat strained as he speaks, eyes locked dead ahead of himself. "A pleasant coincidence you should run into me at this moment."

     The object breaches the waves, massive in size like an island made from solid black metal. It rests atop the waves like a ship as Magnus shakes his head, feeling the strain from forcing it up to the surface so quickly.

Polaris has posed:
Watching him work, from the wheel Polaris's eyes go white as she quietly supports his display of power so no one sees his energy flag or might guess the effort it took out of him. As second, that is what she does. Quietly backing his power with her own so similar and honed to be subtly so it's unclear if she acts when he does.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah observes the odd metal disk rising from the sea, unable to immediately fathom its purpose and nature, she simply observes. It is a fairly impressive display.

Crusader has posed:
Vorn ships is hurled back a few feet, but not by much. Though he saw all the black metal, he couldn't help but raise a bushy eyebrow. Rubbing his beard for a few moments, his voice booms out again "The One known as Magus! WHat be with the fancy show? Plan on making island of the metal?" he asks. He sits back down, cross legged. He looks up at the Dagger seeing the disc form and than back towards the other ship of the Sinner, peering. A disc in both places as far as his eyes could tell. This will either be war....or a passing day

Redstar has posed:
Starr's eyes go from the communication portal the massive structure being pulled from the waves. One brow raises and she tilts her head slightly to the side. "So it would seem," Her voice is impressed as her eyes track over the thing thoughtfully. "Dare I ask what that is?"

She certainly has never seen the like and the rest of her crew are equally gobsmacked. "Keep the ship here," She tells Pride, her first mate, before launching skywards with an easy bound. It makes the ship rock with her takeoff, but the deck is built for her launching upwards.

Curiousity has always been a weakness for the demon princess and she circles in towards the massive black object to get a closer look. As she goes the portal moves with her, allowing Magnus to see what he has pulled up in detail with a turn of the head. "Elseworld ship, perhaps?" The master of magnetism is queried. She has seen dimensional shifts, but never constructed like this.

Magneto has posed:
     He wouldn't have ever been able to do it as effortlessly without Polaris by her side. Magnus cracks his neck as he sticks a single foot up onto the railing allowing his pegleg to support himself on the deck as he admires his handiwork.

     "This! " He calls out arms outstretched to either side. "Is the beginning of the future" He takes in a deep breath of salty sea air, the metal island resting comfortably on the surface, though there seems no easy way to get in.

     He pauses for a long moment. "Who's ready to plunder it for ourselves?"

Polaris has posed:
So that's why they weighed anchor. Polaris secures the wheel and comes down to the deck. "I am always ready for plunder." She declares and looks over her shoulder at Sarah, looking the girl up and down. "Could send the stow-away in first, since she's so keen to explore ships that aren't hers." She suggests and looks to Starr and Vorn. "Or the peanut gallery."

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah says, "Aye, if the captain wishes to test me by sending mt to yon object to find a way in, I shall willingly do so." She is pretty certain she CAN do so, unless the ship has defenses beyond her ken.

Crusader has posed:
Vorn looks at the metal 'island' and gives a pause. Ironicly, he is technicaly a techno-organic alien with related abilities. Also ironic was that earth barely had anything resembling high-tech for him to interact with...untill now. "Hmmm, well than"

"Listen up Magus. Not one for plundering normally, but this be an exception...if yer you can part with a few things from it. Than....well" he grins "Kin give you a right hand with it"

Redstar has posed:
The future is it? Starr scrutinizes the black metal and reaches out to place a tentative hand on the surface. A moment later her eyes blacken totally and yellow flames leap forward. Intently she peers through the structure, her gaze finding any heat source hidden within the ship, as long as it doesn't block IR waves anyway.

"Well, you'll need to find a way inside first," Starr muses as she reaches a hand to touch the surface, hovering at its side thoughtfully. "I...could provide that if you need." Greed and Sloth both being able to move between dimensions. One a teleporter, the other a gater. Never one not take a potential opportunity, "Permission to come aboard, Captain?" She asks Magnus. It would be a simple flight to the deck of the Dagger.

Magneto has posed:
     Lifting his leg off the railing of the ship Magnus makes his way down towards the stowaway. It's a long walk full of the step clank of his metal pegleg hitting the deck of the ship. "Granted" He offers before coming to a stop in front of her. "You get one chance to prove yourself." He holds up a metal hand, the fingers moving like a completely natural limb holding a single finger to emphasize his point. "if our orcish friend there can get the door open you're our canary in a coal mine."

     Inside the ship there's one large heat signature dead center, but more pockets of freezing cold then anything else scattered about it. The absence of heat throughout it is almost so telling as its presence would be.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah looks over at the floating disk, she turns and runs towards the mainmast, then leaps. She soars to the spar at the top of the mainsail, then bounces off it to the spar at the top of the midsail, then from there to the spar at the topsail. She bounces up again, and as she comes down she grabs a hanging roap, using the inertia of her fall to swing across and launch herself into the air to land upon the top of the metal disk.

Polaris has posed:
Polaris looks to the large metal ship disc? She closes her eyes a moment, feeling her way through it quietly and letting her captain make all the arrangements. She glances up at Starr, the metal coiled about her arms slithering up them and down to coil about her waist before glancing at Sarah as she bounces to the uncovered ship.

Redstar has posed:
The demoness turns away from the ship to come and land lightly upon the deck of the Dagger. A wave of her have dismisses the communication portal. Her black eyes scan the crew of the Dagger with a small and vaguely curious small. "You've some new faces," She comments with a nod to Polaris. "Is the one in the water a new scouting ship?"

Crusader has posed:
"Your orcish friend better be getting a slice of the goods" Vorn reiterates. But none the less....he does perhaps one of the other things. He goes to the edge of his own small ship and begins rocking it too and fro, too and froo...before capzing his own ship, flipping it over. It was somehow still standing and Vorn no where to be seen...yet

Several moments pass by, and Vorn quite suddenly launches up from the water and onto the side of the black disc. He clambers up the side of the ship seeming to be murmering.

One he reaches the top, he doesn't quite stand up "Let see....if feeling ship right...entrech should be" he closes his eyes and concentrates getting a feel of the layout of the ship...before pointing "Over there be an entrench, there be several actually" he stops

He looks over to the Dagger "To the Kraken with you, if you think The StarPiercer a scouting ship! That be home, treat it as such" he humphs as he walks over to where he felt an entrench was. He reaches down and place his hand there trying to access the ships protocols and open the seamless and invisible door.

Magneto has posed:
     "All in due time." Magnus assures the man in the water as he speaks, waving off the notion entirely, as he turns back to look at the massive alien vessel. The wind picks up somewhat the weather growing steadily worse by the moment as they stand in the shadow of the ship. His attention tracks the figure as he springs back out of the water and onto the ship. And more quietly he repeats "All in due time."

     The invisible door slides open to either side seamlessly integrating with the ship once more as a small sliding platform begins to extend to the water level. Ice cold air rushes out in torrents blowing strong gusts across the bow of the ship that send shivers down the spine.

     The interior of the ship is a dull grey network of hallways and corridors chilled to 10 degrees ferinheight. The floor is covered in dust the walls slick to the touch. Glowing orbs of light line the walls strung about all the way down.

     Magnus kicks his foot against the ground once before beginning to slowly float above the metal ship. "Polaris, I have every intention of boarding, I expect you to do the same, once our canaries have entered the coalmine." His one good eye locks on the open doorway.

Redstar has posed:
Starr crouches down and then leaps up to follow after Magnus. Though the wind blows cold at first it quickly turns pleasantly cool instead of frigid. All around Starr the temperature is always perfect and she is following the other captain.

"There is heat dead center," She tells him. He may or may not already know, but it's a tidbit traded. It might let her follow him into the ship. "Everywhere else is as cold as that was."

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Of course, Sarah is not very useful as a "canary", geing nearly immune to poisons and disease, but she does enter through the door. She is cautious, she has many advantages, but unfortunately her senses are only those of the best normal humans. Unless there is light inside, she will not be able to see much. Hear possible, or even scent, but not see...

Polaris has posed:
Nodding to Magneto, Polaris steps up to the rail. Climbing up, she watches Sarah go in with her captain and Starr. She steps off, falling a bit before flying. She drifts over to the ship, staying behind her captain-ever watchful of the man, clearly.

Crusader has posed:
Vorn enters behind Sarah, not seeming to pay the cold much mind. He looks around at the corridor and hmmms in thought. He grunts as if annoyed by the apparent smoothly of the place "Looks like it been abandon for a few centuries" he states casually. "20 gold says we bump into some monster" he grins as if he would be looking forward to that. Still he was comfortable in the alien vessel as moves deeper in - already begining to gain a mental map of the place through his Second Sight. But he gives pause as he calls out towards the entrench "You looking for anything specific?" and blinks getting an idea calling out "HELLO! ANYONE IN HERE!!!!!" He listens for any sign of a response.

Magneto has posed:
     The voice of Vorn echo's off the walls bounding from one to the next before echoing right back to the exit. The unnatural chill remains all throughout the winding halls even as they come to a large open room with a vaulted ceiling.

     Lining the walls of this room are pods made of that same black metal, with glass windows to allow a view into each. From the looks most appear to be human, with one major difference, each of them has 6 red eyes.

     The room is silent for a long moment before small flecks of ice begin to drop from the ceiling. The chunks break off from somewhere in the darkened ceiling and it's only a moment before three figures drop right on top of Sarah. The creatures are grey skinned with four arms, and seem to be holding strange looking muskets that glow in the dark of the room.

Redstar has posed:
Starr walks along the halls besides the other Captain, her eyes taking in the alien technology with puzzlement. "A curious sorcery," She murmers to herself as her hands touch one of the globes of light. "Hmmmm," She turns slowly back to the sudden appearance of four forms.

"Will the canary get et one wonders?" Starr seems only amused and stands to watch, not bothering to lend a hand yet. If they come at her, well, that is a whole other story.

Sarah Osborn has posed:
Sarah reacts with the reflexes of a born fighter, these thing are big, and probably powerful...but Sarah is powerful too...and easily throws the fiurst to jump her into the second, then gives the thitd a solid kick to the gut that leaves him flying back to be embedded in the wall behind him. Perhaps if they were not weak and slaw from their sleep they might challenge or best her, but not now...

Crusader has posed:
Vorn would have jumped in, but it seems Sarah could hold her own just fine. "Huh, did not expect to find this species here" he comments off the handle as if it were normal. Not bothering to explain more than that, he goes over and takes one of the muskets slinging it over his back along with his spear. He grumbles something about 'good parts' before saying "Best watch your back - if we woke these guys up, there is likely more where they came from" he looks up as if to check for others. But beyoud the pods and the one musket he grabbed, they didn't seem much to take here....barring just ripping into the ships hull.

Polaris has posed:
Polaris lets the metal unwind, slithering to the floor like whips. She moves them about her feet idly and looks at Vorn. "It's not a dance with out partners after all." She observes, letting Sarah earn her keep as she keeps a weathered eye out for anything that might sneak up on her or Magneto.

Magneto has posed:
     As Sarah fights one thing becomes clear. This place is getting warmer by the moment. It's almost comfortable as Magnus enters the room slowly drifting just a few inches above the ground to look at the various pods.

     He runs a hand down the surface of the pod for a moment, thinking to himself. "From the legends I expected more treasure, and less slaves." Spoken in a somewhat cold manner as he looks back to the rest of the group. "Thus far I must say I'm disappointed." A single gloved hand reaches up ripping one of the muskets from the downed fighter to float just a few feet in front of him, spinning mid air.

     A sound echos out of a door opening as 6 more of the strange creatures come running. This time they have the good sense to open fire with their strange weapons. A series of loud BLZZZT sounds echo as they fire their one round laser weapon sending fourth a beam of light from each weapon to attack the group of pirates!

Polaris has posed:
Seeing the creatures come in and open fire, Lorna's eyes go white as she snaps the whips up, turning to step around Magneto and get between him and the blasts. As she does the whips congeal and flatten into a rounded shield between them and the shots fired. "If you'd like to claim their weapons, Captain?" She asks over her shoulder with a brief glance at Magneto before inspecting the other pirates.

Redstar has posed:
Starr glances down in irritation at the laser scortches and cuts through the leather of her vest. "Oi! That was a gift!" She says, showing anger for the first time. Her eyes burst into yellow flame as her demonic presence is brought to bear upon the aliens. The blood in their veins begins to boil as she glares at the six new aliens. "Your lives will do as recompense."

She waves a hand and a stream of blazing hot globes shoot out. One for each of the creatures, they zip through the center mass and dissipate leaving a cauturized burning mass the size of a baseball all the way through each. "Ugly beasts."

Crusader has posed:
"No dissappointment for this one" Vorn responsed back. Before he continues though the six aliens appear and open fire. He immediatly raises his arms in a cross pattern to shield himself- the beam hit him sqaure on as he was a rather large target. Holes appear in his arms...but he doesn't bleed, instead they seem to slowly regenerate.
    But once the aliens are taken care of he grunts "These ones may not have been slaves. You would need to dig in much further to learn that" he states "Still, not leaving here empty handed" incidently dureing the distraction provided by the aliens, Vorn had developed another two arms - for a total of four. They looked natural as if always being there. Using his limbs he begins to tear into the hull at any weak-points he can find, intent on reaching the inner workings.

Magneto has posed:
     With little more then a light flick of the wrist the guns go flying across the room. They come to a stop resting mid air in front of the captain as he watches the shots bound off the metal shielding. Taking steps forward he points the collection of muskets towards the door where the group had come from. He motions them around in mid air looking for some way to reload them before a pull of the trigger sends a bolt of laser fire right into a corpse by the door. "Interesting...." There's no need to reload at least, that much is clear.

     As Vorn tears into the hull of the ship he would find himself an opening where what had appeared at one point to be wall was in fact yet another hidden door. On the other side rests a grand control room with seating for 6, and massive black screens once filled with information. Small lights flash and blink on the command console.

     The creatures grey blood flows across the ground into small pools collecting in the now 72 degree room. It's a strange sight to be sure but since when was anything here normal?

Polaris has posed:
"Well, this writes the book on weirdest place you've taken me." Lorna announces flatly. "Anything of use besides bodies and weird weapons?" She asks looking about for any threats before reclaiming the metal back into two whips that wind up her arms.

Crusader has posed:
"Plenty of things for use!" is Vorn answer as he enters the secret room. He rubs his hands togeather "Now this is what is called the good stash!" he says eagerly! He looks over the ancient controls "Let see...lets see." he takes a seat in the central command chair as he looks back through his memories. He begins try to turn on the computer, to start getting more infomation - primarily the two things he is looking for is 1 - why was this ship here and 2- are there others? He can rip out parts later. But in a ships control room, the orc was perfectly at home.

Redstar has posed:
Starr bends to catch up one of the unusual muskets, turning it about curiously. "Hmmm, mind if I keep some," She asks Magneto as she holds onto this one at least. Then she moves to the enterance Vorn has torn open.

"Well, this is...yes certainly strange," She says as her eyes rove the area. Then she steps through into the command center, coming up behind the four armed orc. "What is this place?"

Magneto has posed:
     "Let's be honest, some parts of Nassau are contenders." Spoken in a deadpan voice as he steps through into the newly opened room weapons floating behind him. He takes pause at Starrs request. "You can have one, consider it thanks for your services." Before using his powers to widen the gap further as to make a more comfortable entrance for himself. "Honestly I'm a little disappointed myself, I expected at least an armory if not a treasure hold."

     Ships records designate the vessel as an emissary of Trigon. Records don't actually say what a Trigon is, but apparently the ship was one of several designed for inter-dimensional travel in order to deposit 'seeds of Trigon' throughout the cosmos allowing for the arrival of the conqueror Trigon to a dimension.

     Apparently at some point its dimensional jump system was damaged beyond repair and it was kicked out here where it crash landed in the ocean for over 400 years.

Crusader has posed:
Vorn nods reading the infomation in the alien language with ease. But, considering the age this planet was in, he decided to try and be as simple as possible about it "It is a ship, and this is the WarRoom" the closest recognizable equilivent he can think of "WHere the captain gave order. This room would have also been used for navigation and steering" he explains to those present but primarly answering STarr question
    "The sea holds many secrets and this is but one of them." he frowns as he sees reference of something named Trigon, and the apparent spreading of 'seeds'. But he says little else of what he reads, nor does he explain how the ship works "Well, for a ship this size, there is likely three armories, if not more. But you would need to go deeper in the ship - and even than no garentee you would find something" he turns in the chair "And from what can be determined, while the...'magic' of this ship is strong, it is doubtful it can do more than keep the lights and such on" he goes with.

Polaris has posed:
"Trigon? Like thrice gone? Sounds like a quitter." Polaris skims through the records and frowns thoughtfully. She looks about and snorts at Magneto's comment. Nassau had shirtless men and drinks." She counters with a look at the dead bodies. "Well, more appealing men and drinks anyway." She amends.

Redstar has posed:
"So thoughtful. My thanks," Starr says sweetly, twirling the musket before sliding it through her belt for now. Then she simply listen to the explanation. One brow raises and she sighs, "Hmmm...Well. I will leave you to your treasure Magnus. If you decide to sell some of these toys," She runs a hand across a musket handle, "Let me know. Fair seas," And she turns to walk from the room. Her curiousity has been abated and though there is more to the ship, it isn't her find. And though her might is great, she has no interest in making an enemy of Captain Magnus.

Magneto has posed:
     For the rest of the evening Magnus' crew search the wreckage of the advanced alien vessel. While there are a few close run ins with some of the crew they eventually manage to comb the entire once sunken wreck with minimal casualties.

     It's already sundown before the crew begin the slow process of disassembling the massive vessel for sale as scrap metal. By the end of the week there's nothing left but a few weapons, and a cargo of cryopods to say the ship ever existed in the first place.