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Started May 27, 2021 by @SupernaturalSyGuyIsTIred group

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Whilst Monsieur Kripke amd Alexandre talked in riddles and whispered secrets in their darkened corner in a run down old pub, there was a stirring across the sea. A disgruntled empress with an attitude as dark as the sea on a stormy day waited in anticipation. She paced the floor in her throne human containment unit waiting on news. In a hurry, a messenger glided across the floor, handed her a letter, and spoke softly.
"My Empress and exalted queen. I bring a message from your lover. The god of the sea."
She quickly snatched the letter out of the poor messenger's hands and sent them off without a wod of thanks. Shakily she started to read the letter.
My dearest Theodora. I bring some new you will abhor. The ship you asked me to sink, and to ruthlessly batter about my seas, I cannot sink. I am bound to an oath I made long before you ever came along. I made a deal with a mortal named Alexandre. I cannot give you details. That would break my oath, and therefore I would forcibly lose my power and crown as high king of the seven seas. The only way you can break the vow I made orbit parties ago is to deathsnuggle him, or claim his reward, whatever it may be. I can help you get what you desire, but that would come at a higher cost. Your wods and and gentle caresses will no longer be enough. I bid you to think on what decisions you have to make. You have three days. Until I see you again my beloved.
Theodora crumpled the letter and simmered in her anger. She knew what the sea god wanted from her, and she wasn't going to let him take what was rightfully hers. It belonged to whoever she gave it too. It belonged to whoever she truly loved. It was not some cheap thing to be given away to a sea god in order for revenge and more power. She sighed. There was one other thing she could do. She called for her messenger again.
"Grab some paper and ink. You need to write a letter to an Alexandre. The newest Captain of Kripke and Son. Tell him I require the use of his ship, The Seadragon for some personal trade. And make it urgent. Put it on the fastest ship we have. I need him here.
The messenger nodded and scuttled off to do as they were told.
Theodora smiled to herself.
"And when he comes, I'll do what I do best."

"Theodora wringed her hands in suspense and paced in her excessively dark red velveted human containment unit. It had been weeks since a letter had been sent to Alexandre, and a response had not returned. Wild fantasies spun. Perhaps Alexandre had already perished, an illness or attack falling upon him. Could she have really been that lucky? Theodora crushed her rising hope. No, he was far too strong and clever to be so severely affected by such things.
Just then, a knock on her chamber's wobbly flip-shutter. Collecting herself, the anxious empress gracefully opened the wobbly flip-shutter, not bothering to greet the messenger.
"My empress," the short man said, bowing deeply. "A letter from the man called Alexandre."
Not allowing him another wod, Theodora snatched the paper from his scrubby hands, not hesitating a moment before closing the wobbly flip-shutter in the messenger's face and breaking the seal. Walking to the center of the human containment unit, she nervously read the short letter.

My Empress. I was pleased to receive your letter. Fortunately, I will be able to aid you. Estimated arrival is in a few weeks.

~Alexandre

Blunt, along with others, was a wod to describe Alexandre. Along with clever and gifted. With a sigh, the empress sat back on a cushioned velvet butt holder, and awaited his arrival."

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