By any and all standards, the ship was a beautiful thing to behold. It was a pretty large vessel, big enough that the port had to be expanded exclusively so that she could be secured to it. The whole thing was made of strong wood, dark red in some place and a lighter cream color in others. It had three huge mast, with the smaller one being at the front, the medium at the back and the tallest one right in the middle. A seasoned sailor would note how the masts were cleverly constructed as to allow easy re-rigging into a lateen sail. The sails for their part were mostly a cream color, with a the main one having a bright red sun over a horizon painted on it. The ship had many levels, two on the back of the ship and one on the front. Of the two levels on the back (called the Aftercastle) there was first a raised platform where the proud ship's wheel was there for all to see. Behind this platform, and going up some stairs was the officer's quarters, a section of the ship reserved for the Captain, her closest advisors and other things of the highest importance. In the front of the ship, there lay the Forecastle, a raised platform which housed on the lower level the comfortable rooms for the passengers and on the higher one some of the rooms for the actual crew. The deck between these two castles was mostly flat and highly spacious, made of cream colored wood, though here and there were a myriad of of latches and hatches which probably meant there were quite a few compartments, stairs and storage space all around. Beyond this and the Forecastle lay a small deck right before the bowsprit, the pole at the very nose of the ship, under the which lay the pride of the ship, her figurehead. And on the Dawnchaser, the figurehead was the figure of a young maiden, hands clasped together and eyes closed as she faced forward, enveloped by what appeared to be flaming wings. This beautiful figure was made of a strange alloy of metals, which sparkled golden and crimson in the light of dawn, as if the peaceful maiden truly were enveloped by flames.
Yes, that Dawnchaser was truly a wondrous sight to behold.
By now, morning was almost over, the sun had reached high in the sky... not right at the top, but pretty high anyway. After a long day of interviews, some as long as to merit a drink and a few bites to eat, some short enough to only warrant a shrug and a thumbs down, now most of the fresh crew were assembled on the main deck of the boat as preparations to leave port were conducted by a small number of veteran sailors and small orbs of light which moved around and pulled on ropes with unseen arms. Right at the moment, the Captain was not on the ship... instead she was on land, speaking with a few people in turn and finally with the major of town. It was a lively conversation, full of laughter, boasts and words of the good the two of them had done the other.
However, the new crew would have little time to take in all of this as very soon a clear melodious voice rose to take their attention "Alright everyone! Line up now, you might not be exactly green but you are new to this ship so pipe down and listen to what I have to say!"
The speaker was a surprisingly young human woman who at most must be twenty, with flaming red hair tied up in a ponytail and with ocean blue eyes. Her manner of dress was pretty light, with loose pants, soft shoes and a short sleeveless top. Still, for how simply she dressed, she had a fair amount of jewelry on her body, going from around fours rings on each hand, a rune engraved piece of silver metal which clung to her earlobe and a nice golden collar. She held a list and a pen in her hands, though she looked straight at the assembled people as she idly wrote down on it "I'm Yeoman Jeina Brooks, in charge of everyday operations in the Dawnchaser and of her crew. Which means that I'm directly in charge and must look after the wellbeing and efficient work of the whole lot of you. As you might see I'm pretty young, so please
don't force me to act like the nanny or anyone's mother. At the same time, I'm here to assist and help the lot of you, so if anything comes up doubt not in asking"
"Now, we'll be setting sail in about..." Jeina then snapped her fingers and from one of her rings appeared a thin sheet of light with some runic scribblings on it. After she nodded, the sheet disappeared as promptly as it had appeared "Five minutes and thirty eight seconds. Before I tell you all what to do and where to go, do you have any questions? Don't be afraid to launch them all at once, I got a good memory and will answer each in order"
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.