The Throne... Roleplay Thread

(Ahhh, sounds like a good idea)
He sees the woman In his dreams with Zark and goes in to talk to them both

ā€œSo… what the hell happened last night? Di’ny of you fellers manage to discover how that man died? Did I die? Did he die?ā€
Jan is clearly confused.

It was all just a nightmare. But in that nightmare… I saw a woman, may have been you… Being killed by some overpowered female reaper. It’s fine. You’re alive and I’m glad to meet you. Probably don’t need an introduction, I guess

ā€œHm. So what’s happening aboard this ship… I hear rumors of a plunder, cult hideout, and whispers of the gods. Same gods be damned if I’ve to miss out on all this fun.ā€

Seems like so much chaos has been going on. The selfish blue Dragon abandoned me a long time ago and there’s only a couple of us on here. The other girl is a slight nutcase! She’s like the reaper but less stabby. I’m glad I can get away. It’s sometimes very hard to escape when you want to. I guess that’s the allure of conspirators such as the cult and the unseen.

ā€œSounds about right. So I see you’s reconnected me to whoever the hell this is here. Fancy that! You two seem to have already made acquaintance?ā€

Hessald is by the door, looking to control the situation.
The reaper has vanished. To where? Only the gods know.

(The entrance of one of the cabins btw.)

ā€œAnd you’ve just decided to bring yourself on by and eavesdrop as well! Seems like one too many blokes on a ship too long have forgotten their manners. Care to explain what brings you here?ā€

ā€œI wish that fights will stop breaking out at every whim and fancy. Our ship isn’t an alleyway for random fightsā€¦ā€
He turns to a piece of paper.
ā€œName please?ā€

ā€œWho’s fights have broken out recently? Name’s Jan – pretty sure I already let ya know.ā€

He sighs.
ā€œIf you did… it was probably in that dream… Someone apparently got poisoned in the weapons room… right?ā€

ā€œSeems to me there’s a little more realism to my ā€˜dream’ than you’d be comfortable admitting. Now why again did you come to check up on us here?ā€

ā€œI’m a bard, but am in charge of the cabins here. The captain… a little not fit for work right now.ā€

ā€œAlso, you’re an intruder, I don’t see your name in this name list.ā€

Jan walks behind Hessald and casually closes the door, turning the lock.
…
ā€œNow exactly what kinda implications does being an intruder bring upon me?ā€

There is no lock. You’re out in the hallways.

(Is it just tradition around here to write things despite rather than around character’s actions?)

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ā€œEvents being as they are, I’ll put you on the list. But tis’ on the docks, your name will be removed. The captain has a copy of the list after all.ā€

He shakes his head.

(If you haven’t noticed, Hessald was standing at the entrance of a cabin. I have forgotten to say the specifics of it, so that may be it.)

ā€œWhen 'tis my time exactly, and WHAT are the events as they are?ā€