The Long-Standing Online Campaign, beginning in Germany, travelling through Italy and Greece to the Sea of Azov.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Punishment Aboard Deck
Jan 18, 1651, Sunday morning
Weather: with frosty temperatures and cloudy conditions, with a fresh breeze
Notwithstanding that it is Sunday morning, Axel Praest, a Dane by birth, is brought aboard the top deck in order to be punished. He's quite aware now of what's about to happen. He's contrite; he apologizes to the Captain, who shows no sign of sympathy for him. He's hauled over and willingly consents to Andrej's last rites, should they be needed.
Added a little ship to the map
The wind is excellent and the ship skims over the sea as fast as the party's seen her fly. It dips just a bit between troughs and though there's a minimum crew in the rigging the ship's answering to the helm without a qualm. In just six hours it's travelled about 25 knots, to where for the first time the sea seems to have a bit more color than slate gray. Steadily, you're making your way beyond the temperate grip of winter.
Maximillian is placed front and centre as Praest is strung to a wooden frame that's been set in place against the bulwark. The crewmember who uses the whip is the same large fellow who rousted Maximillian out of his bed last night and struck his hand on the post. His hand is swollen, bruised, black and purple and orange in parts - he seems unconcerned about it. His name is Deven, and he's a big Norwegian. Jacobo, it may be remembered, was the other fellow.
Deven readies the whip, a cat with four, knotted tails ...