Dolor Cordis
Character
Cass Gemini
A ARS VAMI
Isidor Justeene
Kara Moonlighter
Bastian Roger
Acacius Vex
Messorem
Mondo Ohnaka
Listening to Messorem was interesting. He seemed to call forwards kind of authority. That was a wise move, calling forth what needed to be said. They needed to focus on the here and now. When he sat down, Dolor stood up. "I believe that Mr Messorem is right. We need to focus on the here and now. As for us acting in our own sectors, I think we need to solidify our roles here as well as our code," Dolor let her own blue eye gaze at a few around the table before looking at them as a whole. "I elect that with a Code, we must also have those in charge of different sectors to govern them and the Pirates in those areas to halt any acting against what we set today. I propose that we chose who will take to what Hunting Grounds as true Pirate Lords of the Kraken Coalition." Dolor knew she would chose the sectors surrounding Dathomir. After all, she didn't want those retched Night Sisters leaving like she did. It would be too much of a relief for the Wicked Scum. She remained standing for a moment, before slowly sitting back down. The damned pearl inside her armor, against her chest paining her.
Carne adjusted her standing as Dolor spoke. She knew that if she were to attain any more power, she would be a very formidable Pirate for any to face. A slight feeling of worry grew in her gut as she listened to everyone gathered. She'd defend Dolor if needed, but even then, what would she become if Dolor were to become a Pirate Lord. The amount of fear she had already caused some ships to instantly surrender, so how much power and resources would she have at her disposal if she truly became exactly what her calling was. A Devil Queen would be accurate given the situation. But it was her Captain's choice and those around her, not hers.
A ARS VAMI
Isidor Justeene
Kara Moonlighter
Bastian Roger
Acacius Vex
Messorem
Mondo Ohnaka
Listening to Messorem was interesting. He seemed to call forwards kind of authority. That was a wise move, calling forth what needed to be said. They needed to focus on the here and now. When he sat down, Dolor stood up. "I believe that Mr Messorem is right. We need to focus on the here and now. As for us acting in our own sectors, I think we need to solidify our roles here as well as our code," Dolor let her own blue eye gaze at a few around the table before looking at them as a whole. "I elect that with a Code, we must also have those in charge of different sectors to govern them and the Pirates in those areas to halt any acting against what we set today. I propose that we chose who will take to what Hunting Grounds as true Pirate Lords of the Kraken Coalition." Dolor knew she would chose the sectors surrounding Dathomir. After all, she didn't want those retched Night Sisters leaving like she did. It would be too much of a relief for the Wicked Scum. She remained standing for a moment, before slowly sitting back down. The damned pearl inside her armor, against her chest paining her.
Carne adjusted her standing as Dolor spoke. She knew that if she were to attain any more power, she would be a very formidable Pirate for any to face. A slight feeling of worry grew in her gut as she listened to everyone gathered. She'd defend Dolor if needed, but even then, what would she become if Dolor were to become a Pirate Lord. The amount of fear she had already caused some ships to instantly surrender, so how much power and resources would she have at her disposal if she truly became exactly what her calling was. A Devil Queen would be accurate given the situation. But it was her Captain's choice and those around her, not hers.