Continue this role play? Medival Slavery Fantasy

[crabmouse]

I was going to start a role play with someone and it never started. The idea was that I ended up transported in a medieval fantasy world where women are slaves. If you're interested I'd love to roleplay.

Mae woke up with the hot sun forcing itself through her eyelids. She removed her blanket and stretched. She looked around, not daring to hope for land; nothing but ocean. She took a deep breath to settle herself. She'd been drifting out to sea in this life boat for four days so far, and had no idea which direction land was closest. She prayed she'd be found soon.

She was on cruise ship, taking a long needed vacation through the Mediterranean. She'd spent most of her time on deck, reading in the sun.
She'd wake up just before sunrise, with a cup of coffee. Watch the sun come up in silence, and then she'd read the day away. In the evenings she read by starlight, but with wine.
At first she was approached multiple times, being an attractive woman, but she made it clear she wasn't interested in mingling.
It was only the fifth day when she was awoken by something damp in her cabin along with the smell of salt. She immediately knew something was wrong and leapt up to see her cabin was filled with ocean water up to her knees. She immediately grabbed a suitcase and rushed out of the room, forcing her door open, she hurried to the deck, wading though ice cold water, which rose rapidly. Suddenly, as if on cue, she stepped onto the deck  the ship suddenly lurched and sunk deeper, fully submerging the lower bunks. She rushed over to the closest lifeboat and leaped in. "Is anyone out there?!" she shouted thinking of the few people she'd talked to during the short time on the ship. No answer, the ship was dead silent. No panicked passengers, no crew; nothing. Were they all under water? The ship continued to sink. She took a deep breath to calm herself, then checked the lifeboat's supplies. Enough food and water to last at least a month she guessed. She took another deep breath and called out again, "I'm in a life boat, please join me!"-nothing. The ship learched again. She needed to leave or be sucked under. So she released the boat. She screamed though the vertigo as the lifeboat harshly landed on the surface of the ocean. With all her strength she paddled away from the ship, and as far from danger as she could.

When she was far enough she watched the ship suddenly sink below the darkness of the oceon and cried for hours.

It wasn't until near morning when she finally looked up at the stars and tried to direct the lifeboat towards what she considered land was likely to be.
The next day she looked over her belongings. She had grabbed the suitcase with all her day to day clothes, nothing fancy, which was lucky at this point.
She removed her robe and changed into jeans and a t shirt along with a jacket and a sun hat.
She rechecked the storage and pulled out a blanket and a water bottle. She drank half the bottle and put it away. She then ate a little and directed the lifeboat towards land. It was easy to follow the sun and the stars. She rowed until night, and slept under the emergency blanket, exhausted from the trauma.

She awoke the next day to the sun rise and continued on, reading a survival manual that came with the life boat.
Midday she ate enough just not to be hungry-and that's when it happened. Suddenly a deep fog surrounded the boat out of nowhere. She was a little confused at first but thought nothing of it. But then the boat stared spinning. Slowly at first, but then faster, and faster. She used her oar to slow herself but it was no use. Finally she grabbed a life jacket and clung to the life boat. The terror seemed to last forever.
Finally, the fog subsided, which seemed like forever, but most likely just a few minutes. She used the oar to slow the lifeboat.
Something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. The sun shone a little brighter, and the Ocean had a slightly different smell.

After she reoriented herself she looked through the supplies to once again confirm there was no compass. "Out of all the things!" she cursed. She waited for the sun to lower before she redirected her life boat. Once she felt back on track she went back to reading.

It wasn't until night that the horror struck her. The stars looked completely different. She didn't recognize any of the constellations and had no idea where she was. She looked at the star map in the guide book, using a flashlight, which only served to confuse her even more.
She couldn't sleep that night, having to admit that she was completely lost, and completely bewildered by what had happened.

So now, on the fourth day, she prayed she'd be found.

[crabmouse]

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