Ship Stories

This is where all the Captain-or-Over's stories on how they stole or made they're ship. To buy a ship, e-mail me a story on how you bought/stole/made your ship. You MUST rank over a captain to buy a ship! Here's how much words it has to contain:

One day I was walking along with my father, The Black
Assassin, and a few friends, two black poisoner foxes, along a beach I hadn't
been to in a while.  (This was at nighttime of course.)  Then we saw a big
ship on the water and a huge amount of rats on the shore, all drunk and
sleeping.  We crept along and slipped aboard the ship.  There were a couple
of rats standing guard but they were just as drunk with grog and sleeping
like all the rest.  My friends and I put a little pouch of poison on there
tongues and they woke up screaming bloody murder, and running around.  Then
died seconds later, a very terrible death that even I cannot describe.  We
through their dead bodies in the sea and got the ship going out into the sea,
while some of the rats tried to get us and swim to save their ship.  We were
far out to sea before they even got to the edge of the water.  We sailed out
and far around so they could not track us.  My father said that I may have
the ship because I did the most work and I gladly accepted his offer.  I
brought the ship here then to you that I may be captain of it, Mraso, sir.

One day I was walking along the shore of the Isle when saw some footpaw tracks. I looked closely at them and I saw that they weren't tracks of any vermin, they were tracks of somebeast with a peg leg. I knew that the only vermin who had peg legs were searats. I followed the tracks and I found myself Starin' at a huge ship. I looked up and saw that the only beast around was a half awake ferret and a sleepy weasel. I crept up and threw my axe at the weasel. I heard him scream and saw the ferret come fully awake. I jumped up onto the ship. The ferret pulled out his spear and I took out my broadsword. it was a long battle I got slashed once In the leg but It wasn't deep. In the end the ferret had no head. I brought the ship over to the castle. Later the captain of the ship came with 1 score beasts to get back the ship. Our side defeated them without a casualty. I call my ship the "Headless Ferret" in honor of me ol friend the ferret.

It was a cold dark day, and we were sailing back to castle marl, when we spied an enemy ship, “the Dark Star” coming closer and closer to the island. All the beasts on board our ship were panicked, and were preparing for battle. We only had a crew of 10, and they had a crew of 25. We were not worried about numbers, because we had a tough crew that could, and would do anything for their captain. So all the beasts on board armed themselves to the claw, and said a last minute prayer before we sailed close enough to board their ship. When we were about to board we saw the raw beauty of the ship, a graceful, yet sharp and sleek ship. Its bow was bestowed with a beautiful figurehead of a mermaid holding treasure in one paw. We proceeded to board the ship as we swung our ropes over and swung across. We attacked; At first it looked like they were winning, but then, one of the Dark Star’s crew took out their captain, and I realized that we had a friend on board, but I was not sure who. I commanded the crew to watch for a friend among enemies and to be careful of who they killed. We fought on, woefully, and carefully. We finally won because the crew was nothing without their captain, and so our crew combined with their crew. We threw all the dead over the edge, but not without some well wishes for their next life; I almost lost it as I saw one of my most trusted, and favorite crew members go over the edge just like the rest of the dead. As soon as we finished we flew a flag of truce, and headed out for the island, from which both ships were destined for at this time, Castle Marl. The Dark Star was greeted with all the beasts of the island as it was taken to a safe harboring and raided for food treasure and anything else that could be of use to us. The Dark Star was christened as a new member of the fleet of ships belonging to Castle Marl. It was also a day of reckoning, for we tested all the surviving members of the other ship, to see if they were healthy and strong enough to survive life on the island. Some we had to kill, because they would not have been much use to us as workers or as anything else. That day we celebrated for our new members, and that day was a day where we mourned for our dead. It was still a good day, because we captured an enemy ship, but it was also a very sad one indeed because we lost our friends.