Chronicles of the Ninja (Sabine's Log)
My path opens up again.
The Chronicles of the Ninja
In my search for a ship to travel with, I found an old friend, Malik Shale. As fate would have it, he has been promoted to a captain! Malik is an important man to me. He was the man who helped back to my path, and he also spared my life. A man I owe much to, my loyalty, for one. During the christening of the King’s Tithe, an odd name, he was recruited for a mission. It appears we’re off to investigate strange magic. An old friend of his requested his aid. This friend had left a vial of blood, or well it no longer seemed like blood, more like a glowy substance. With little ceremony he christened the ship, and set off not shortly after. We’re bringing a witch along, Lorelai… She’s a witch, so not trusting her goes beyond saying. However, she may very well prove useful. Captain Shale seems to think she’ll remain loyal, while part of the crew, at least.
Thanks to the witches’ magics and my own ability to sense the weather, we made good time towards Watkiti’s Eye, as our first destination. Per my training, I, of course, geared up proper to meet with the giants of the island. The island had an interesting tale about some local caves. But without their blessing, it seemed impossible to gleam much from the caves. We made friendlies, and got some information for free, regarding the Lighthouse on Witch’s Rock, which had started to glow in an odd way. Naturally, my thoughts turned to glowing bottle. We left the giants to make our way to Witch’s Rock. I heard tales of an exiled nobleman living there, I figured he may be of assistance. Captain Shale had heard of this nobleman as well, and agreed.
We arrived with nightfall, and our resident witch spotted movements heading towards the nobleman’s fort. We made our way to intercept them. My dear captain made quite the entrance, but proceeded to impress me with his swashbuckling. Not that he was not already impressive when we met, but credit where credit is due, isn’t that so? We made short work of the soldiers, much thanks to our cannoneer, Lovinar. She literally set them ablaze. It was an immaculate thing to behold… Soothing and yet terrifying at the same time. And thus we met up with Lord Zarohno, the lord of the fort. He provided us with lodging and sustenance. He informed us of the state between himself and the other lord of the island. We also learned of his daughter, who seemed to be off somewhere on the island.
The following morning we set out, with a guide and a few men lent from lord Zarohno. We stopped close to the base of the lighthouse, which was currently guarded by Lombardo’s men. We spotted an individual in a tree not far off. It was likely Kahlia, Zarohno’s daughter. Our witch decided to send her a message, scaring her off her tree branch. Seeing as Zarohno’s allegiance plays a role in captain Shale’s plan, keeping her alive is not only the good thing to do, but also recommended. So I burst down there, to stand at her protection. What proceeded was a clear message why one should not cross a witch. The soldiers screamed out in agony. They ran away, and their leader shortly in tow. We claimed one as a captive, but it quickly became clear that the men here are used to switching sides, and even knew the people we had been lent. We stayed for a bit, investigating the tower, before deciding to visit this lord Lombardo.
We brought Bardo, our big strong chef, with us to visit the lord Lombardo. This lord was staying in a shanty house. We enter, made pleasant conversation, but also make our intentions very clear…
She taught me well.
The actual fight with the lord was not lengthy. I simply cut down the captain of the troops, while captain Shale slew the lord. Shale also used some sort of magical stone… It seemed to attract projectiles, very handy item. It seemed to have been destroyed, however. Our witch, Lorelai, sensibly, chose to heal the captain, making any further aggression unnecessary. We claimed the shanty house as our own, including all treasures within it. I found a potion labeled as a love potion, perhaps I will find a use for it in the future. I also found some fancy clothes belonging to lord Lombardo… For whatever reason, they reminded me of the dresses my mother used to force me to wear, during formal events, back home. I used to despise them, but thinking about it gave me a warm feeling. After the looting was said and done, a party broke out. As I despise the taste of alcohol, I rarely consume more than a little of it. I ended up sleeping with our chef, Bardo. Spur of the moment, but I suppose I didn’t want to wake up alone. I spent the night in the crowsnest, alongside Bardo… It’s a miracle even I fit up there, together with him.
Bardo woke up bright and early, and decided to go to do some morning exercises. I suggested jumping from the crowsnest, as he pondered how he would get down. It was only a semi-serious suggestion, but he went through with it. I spent the morning sitting on the stern playing the flute my mother gave me for my birthday, 25 years ago… Birthdays has a tendency to make me relive the memory, which is why I haven’t told anyone that it is today. I tugged my cowl, that once belonged to my father, another birthday present from my mother, and thought about the days before she left me. Tears, uncontrollable tears, washed down my face.
I sat there and contemplated what I had been doing for the past 25 years, in my search. When the witch, of all people, came to see me. I wiped my eyes before she came close enough. She asked me a peculiar thing… She asked me to sneak Kahlia onboard. That would be betraying captain Shale, not something I would ever consider… Except she pushed a very specific button… My mother. She told me she would answer a question in return. I asked her if she could find people. She said that she while she cannot, she knows someone that can. My heart raised… 25 years of nothing as much as a peep about of her, and perhaps a witch can help me find out where she went. But captain Shale…
I left to see Kahlia. I told her to come with me.
The Unexpected Betrayal
Selfishness is not becoming of a Ninja…
My exterior, I expect, was the same steely face I usually express… But on the inside. I am embarrassed to say, I was a mess. Emotions running wild. I was betraying captain Shale, a man to whom I owe my life, and more, probably. I was betraying my teachings, my mother… All for the hope that perhaps I will finally find out if she is still alive? Does witch magic even work like that? I could barely hear Kahlia when inquired as to why I was there, I had to ask her to repeat her question. I explained the plan… A poorly constructed plan, but I had short time and with my emotions almost overshadowing my mind, at this point, it would have to do. I acquired some clothing for her to hide in, step one. To get her inside the ship, without arousing suspicion, step two. Then I hid her in the piles of fancy clothing we looted in our previous raid.
While out at sea, sahagin attacked the ship. Monstrous creatures. I took strides to rid the ones on the deck… But the first mate had been pinned down on the upper deck. I lept up to aid him, but I was kicked off, into the water, where their sharks were. This shark seemed friendly, however. It did nibble on me at first, which fucking hurt, but then it took me back to the ship… No doubt, the witch had something to do with it. We managed to scare them off, but with a few casualties.
Kahlia had aided in the battle, and the captain had discovered her. I did the only thing I could think of, accept my punishment. I confessed. He was very disappointed. I attempted to justify my actions, but he saw right through me… I never could lie to him. He asked me why… So I told him, about my mother, about what the witch had promised. I used every ounce of my being to halt the tears, at least in front of him. He kicked me out of his cabin, rightly so… A ninja you can’t trust, is no better than the rest of the crew. I took my things, stepped into the sleeping quarters, took a look around, and decided to find my own place. I found a little place among the beams of the ship, relatively close to the captain’s quarters. Whether I had been demoted or not, I am still captain Shale’s ninja… I would do my job, whether it was easy or not. As I settled in, emotions swelled over me… I couldn’t tell if it was related to Shale yelling at me, or finally finding a clue to find my mother. I did everything in my control to not make a sound, as the tears streamed down my face… I couldn’t let anyone of the crew see me like this. As a security chief, as a ninja, I had already lost too much face… Any more, and my work would be that much harder.
I laid in my new, very uncomfortable, sleeping area, for some time, before I worked up my courage to go speak to Kahlia… She had been thrown into the hollows below. I did my best to reassure her. But it was very clear that I was still very unbalanced, she did not seem to believe me. She did believe me when I said that Shale would not kill her. In desperation, I even said that I would protect her. How? What? I had already betrayed Shale ones, did I just promise to do it again, if I had to? It looks like my sensei was right, I was not ready to leave. I am a failure as a ninja. But… I am the only ninja Shale has. And he is counting on me, whether his position is forcing him to say differently right now. I have sworn myself to him, not an oath easily broken.
I went up on deck to clear my head, I sat on the aft railing playing my flute, sensing the whether… Life seems so much easier when you stretch out your perceptions to flow with the wind.