((Alright, so, this is a quest with an objective: free Sampetra from Ublaz's rule. Yes, it's already happened in Pearls of Lutra. However, we'll be role playing as our own characters, and there are no pearls involved. The setting is the same: Ublaz is a pine marten who commands an an army of monitor lizards (headed by Lask Frildur) and trident-bearing searats (headed by Sagitar Sawfang). He also commands a fleet of corsair ships. And there are lots of woodlander slaves to be rescued. That's the gist of it. I'd love it if everyone who is still active became involved in this. So let's go save the day!))
It was a perfect day for a quest. A light breeze was coming off the ocean; a breeze overflowing with exotic scents that bespoke of danger and adventure. Lord Urthpaw breathed deeply of this air and shifted impatiently. Tearing his gaze from the waters west of Salamandastron, the badger looked at the ship he stood on, two contingents of Long Patrol hares lounging about while the sea otter crew bustled to and fro.
Here and there, various other woodlanders could be seen. Some were chatting animatedly with friends, others were sitting quietly by themselves, all were armed. This was no group on a day trip.
"Why haven't we left yet?" Urthpaw muttered to a hare standing next to him.
"M'lord, we are waiting for more warriors to show up." The hare, one General Crumshire, was a grizzled veteran who carried a saber at his side and walked with the air of one who has experienced everything worth experiencing and lived to tell about it. "Besides," he reasoned. "We also need to wait for the tide to begin going out, don'tcha know."
Urthpaw sighed again. General Crumshire was his closest advisor, but the badger sometimes wished he wasn't so logical. "I know, I know." He gazed out to sea, towards the empty horizon. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes. "I'm just eager to begin this thing."