PARADISA

[Anyone outside tonight will see a certain pirate captain sitting under the stars, a twin cigar in his hand, with a glass of wine cradled in his hook. Hook is wearing quite the sad-sack expression. After a good long sulk, he cracks open the journal and dictates]

I find myself quite disturbed. The recent... infection that swept through the Castle has proven yet again that his place has the power to overwhelm one's own judgment and alter ones emotions and perspectives. I find it troubling that anything, let alone a little flu, could overcome my good form.

[ooc open for action or over the journal]

[It's been some time since you've seen this guy. You've seen him in the town off and on, chatting with various townsfolk and businesses, but he's always seemed preoccupied with something or to busy to talk much. Now, however, his voice comes in over the journal]

Is there any among you with carpentry experience, specifically ship building? I have a project which may have need of your skills.

Filtered to Hook's Pirate Crew and friends:
Stop by the town at this address today, I think I've found the spot for our little establishment.

Filtered to Hank Henshaw
My dear Mr. Henshaw, how have you been? Busy by all accounts. I heard about the group you are putting together and I am certainly interested. However, I'm not sure how I feel about having to rub shoulders with every do-gooder and mercenary this place has to offer...

Filtered to Moriarty,
How are you doing, my friend? Have you been up to anything... interesting lately?

[Backdated to early this morning]

[As the residents awaken, they find a large note nailed to the front of each of their doors, written in a stylized script, with the first word of each paragraph starting with a large, illuminated letter:]

To all those residents who are in need of employment, who seek adventure, and who are willing to sail under a pirate's flag:

Your presence is requested in the lobby of Cair Paradisa, on this morning of September the 18th. Today I am holding a recruitment for my crew, and am seeking all those of mettle and courage. All are welcome. Trials and refreshments to be held in the lobby from Dawn till Dusk.

Your Fellow Prisoner in Paradise,
Captain James Hook

For those of you who are early risers, there seems to be a certain pirate captain bustling about the lobby. At his direction, the castle ghosts are rearranging some of the tables and laying out a spread of food. Hook sits himself behind a large wooden table with several large papers in front of him.

On these papers, the rules of recruitment are stated:

All those here undersigned agree to follow their captain, one James Hook, and obey his commands. To each man here undersigned, a percentage of all profits of this venture will be doled out in measure of his position.

Positions available:
OFICERS
First mate:
Second Mate:
Third Mate (Boatswain):
Quartermaster:

MEN BEFORE THE MAST


[ooc: feel free to sign up just to troll Hook, but I am also looking for people to help me with a certain venture I'm concocting. see paradisaooc for more details]