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Myrtel And The Winds Of Destiny

January 23, 2014

Today’s assignment: Find a blogging event (try our Blog Event Listings) and throw your hat into the ring.

I choose We Drink Inspiration.

Generate characters to into your devious little plots.

I got: This character is likely to run into a ship full of ninja pirates. S/he is mildly amused by the arcane arts, but doesn’t really mean to be that way. The thing that makes this character infamous is his/her ability to shapeshift. This character has more than one soul.

Myrtle And The Winds Of Fate

Water Blossom was neither the swiftest, nor the sleekest ship to sail the Norton Sea. She had a reputation for reliability and sturdiness, which was why Myrtle and her lover, Feng the Magician had booked passage on her. What woke Myrtle, she never knew. Feng slept soundly in their berth. Restless, Myrtle pulled on her robe and went up on deck for a breath of fresh air.

The moonless night was dark. A faint phosphorescence trailed in the ship’s wake. She gazed out at the  waves surging under the stern, flecked lightly with foam. A dark shadow in the corner of her left eye drew her attention. She turned her head to gaze more fully at it. A huge blimp hovered silently over the port side of the Water Blossom. It was black, painted with a wild-eye, and red-fanged mouth about the bow. A large skull and crossbones flag floated in the breeze behind it. She heard a soft “Pfft!‘ The lookout at the helm slumped over dead. Grappling hooks flew out and bit into Wind Blossom’s railing. Black clad figures snugged them tight and slid rapidly down the ropes to the deck. Myrtle found her voice. “Pirates! Ninja Pirates!” She bellowed at the top of her lungs. She heard the alarm sounding behind her . She drew her sword, blessing the ingrained caution that caused her to carry it everywhere she went. She lunged forward, thrusting through the heart of the first pirate , dropping him in his tracks.  The crew and passengers boiled up onto deck. she flicked the blood from her blade and chopped off the hand of a ninja holding a throwing star.

Feng slid into place next to her.  He was clad only in his pants and sword belt. He began chanting furiously. He gestured at the pirates. Nothing happened. “Curses! They’re shielded!” He swore.

“That’s all right lover, these things happen, try the ropes instead.” she laughed at him.

He frowned thoughtfully. “Good idea!” He destroyed three ropes before he was noticed and the ninjas converged on them. Myrtle had managed to kill four more pirates but was swiftly tiring.

*Do you need my help little one?* the soul of the Fire Elemental that she carried inside her asked.

*Yes please, Sheu-fuh!* Myrtle replied.

*Then release me and they shall know my fury!*

“Feng, I’m summoning Sheu-fuh!” She warned as she dropped her sword. He  covered her with his sword.

*Come forth Sheu-fuh!* Myrtle writhed in pain as she shapeshifted. Bones cracked , flesh melted, and fabric ripped. Moments later the ship heeled as a huge scarlet dragon appeared. She bellowed loudly and spewed out a gout of flame. Blazing ninjas screamed in pain. Sheu-fuh beat her mighty wings and lifted into the air.  She swooped towards the blimp. She was close enough to read a name, The Winds Of Destiny painted under the glaring eye. She jetted flame at her target.

“Abort mission! Abort mission!’ The pirate captain bellowed at his men. Quickly they released Water Blossom and sped away.

Sheu-fuh landed carefully on deck. *That was fun!* She chirped and released control of their body. Myrtle stood naked, shivering and weary before the crew. Tall, white skinned, blonde, and well endowed she sagged against her lover. Her blue eyes drooped tiredly. Feng wrapped his arms protectively around her. He was half a head shorter, lean and wiry, with golden skin, black hair, and dark eyes.

“You saved us Swordmistress Myrtle! A thousand blessings upon you!” Goro Captain of Wind Blossom shouted.

“Huzzah, Huzzah for the Swordmistress!” Yelled the relieved crew and passengers.

Feng gently urged her towards their cabin. “Come Beloved, you must rest now.” He said tenderly.

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In response to: We Drink Inspiration #008 – A Question Of Character.

And to: Zero To Hero Day 22: Draft A Post For (Another) Blogging Event.



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