The Admiral looked at the list of supplies as tendrils of smoke slowly drifted out of his mouth. His eyes moving rapidly over the scroll, every now and then putting a check next to a word to remind himself to get more. Around him was a rather small and cluttered tent, filled with several odd objects of vastly varied sizes. The tent was rather dark, except for the small flickering light generated by a candle and the light filtering in from the slightly opened tent flap. The Admirals desk was just as cluttered as his tent, many quills and ink bottles strewn across it and piles of scrolls to his left. Underneath it all lay a massive map of the known world, with lines drawn all over it to show trade routes and various ports, as well as the Admirals planned route of exploration. The Admiral himself looked just as exotic as his surroundings, an absurdly large hate with feathers sticking out of it dawned his head and a bright multicolored robe covered the rest of him. All this gave him the appearance of a rather flamboyant man, which he could be, at times. He was rather young, to be an Admiral of anything, being only 35. He had made his way up to this position, mostly due to luck, but also largely impart to his knack for aggressiveness.
The tent flap opened and a head poked in.
Admiral said a guard. We have a late recruit, shall I show him in?
The Admiral looked up from his scroll, chewing on his pipe that hung out of his mouth as he brewed over both the scroll and this new recruit. Not many people had shown up for the navy, not many Gorinese thought the navy was a proper way to serve the Empire. It was after all, a rather small department. Well, for now it was.
Show him in
The guards head slipped back out of the tent. Moments after a teenager entered the room, his face hidden in the darkness. He wore simple robes, with a large sack of sorts that had patches all over it. Clearly this boy was poor.
Move closer please The Admiral said, not looking up from his scroll yet.
The boy obeyed and moved into the light, blinking furiously as his eyes adjusted to the light.
Name, Age, Place of birth The Admiral said in a rather mundane and bored tone
Jonak Ortiski, 17, Gorin City
The Admiral scribbled the information down on a scroll to his right and then finally looked up at the boy. A smirk came to his lips when he saw the sweat running down his face. This boy had ran all the way.
I hope you had a good run uhh... The Admiral searched for the boys name on the scroll Jonak is it?
Yes sir, sorry for being late sir the wagon I was on, it got delayed the wheel broke and and...
And a flying pig attacked you to The Admiral said with a smirk Why are you joining the navy? Why not the army? I am sure General Kingroski would love to have a new zealot like you
I want to explore sir Jonak said, standing at attention and shouting I wish to sea the world, and spread the glory of Dula and the Gorinese Empire I wish to...
Yes yes enough with the shouting The Admiral said quickly, letting out a large puff of smoke. I hope you didnt join the navy because its easier than the army
No sire I would never...
Because it is easier than the army, in a way The Admiral said with a chuckle. You wont be sent forward as confetti to greet the enemy, but you will, with any luck, drown or suffer a painful and horrible death at the hands, claws, or tentacles of some hideous and terrifying monster
The boy stared at the Admiral, taking a gulp of air and tightening his fist, as if reassuring himself.
Sir I will serve you to the death, you have my word of honor
Yes yes very valiant of you The Admiral said, waving his hand as a dismissal Everyone says that, now, what are your talents
Talents sir?
Yes talents, what can you do? Can you fight? Shoot a bow? Steer a ship? Throw a spear? Come on lad, out with it
Well... I can fight with a sword alright... and Jonak scratched the back of his head I can tie a mean knot
Well your perfect! The Admiral shouted Tying knots is what sailing is all about lad!
It is?
Of course it is! Now I have a special assignment for you Mr. Knotter, ha ha I like that Mr. Knotter, cute little name isntt it? anyway I want you to take that The Admiral pointed to a huge pot in the corner. Carry that to ship # 2 ok? Ship # 2, not very hard to remember is it? Good good, well get on with it dont stand around
Yes sir!