Polmar Finn |
Polmar looks worriedly at the ship's bottom. Perhaps there is something he could craft with enough leather to protect the boat's bottom.
Quip, come take the wheel, I'll go up to the top of the mast - we have to make sure we don't hit any further shallows... one flash of light from up here means go left, two means go right.
is there a crow's nest?
Rose Reneva |
Rose looks at Sam before drawing her rapier out. So be it. Because whatever you're about to do, I can't let it happen. If there's anything left of the Sam that was one of us. You know this is wrong. Please, end this before you go too far. You know Emily wouldn't want this, not at the cost of someone else's life.
Rose Reneva |
We all have. That's why we're all here. But it's so distant. So maybe another type of pain will do. 13 years ago I ripped myself away from my family to gain strength. My brother and sister think I'm dead. And it will stay that way. I left to gain strength to get revenge on the giants and I've become a monster. I would eat their still beating hearts if it meant protecting our people. Our people Sam. Whatever you're about to do, it's not gonna help Emily, it will destroy the rest of us. She was a good woman. And just like I'll end up in whatever hell's laid claim to my soul, she's where she belongs. A good place.
Lershoth Sholme |
Prior to Rock
Lershoth doesn't look so great.
"Yes well, I'm glad your having fun." he grumbles to himself 'how hard could it be? Indeed as he tries to keep whatever dead rat he has left in his stomach. "We'll see I guess, I don't see a lot of point in getting our hopes up. If decides it doesn't like us, at least we'll be dead before we really know what's going on."
Lershoth is too occupied with his stomach to notice Polmar's current state, and far too sick to comment much more.
After Rock
Lershoths attempts at keeping lunch down fail immediately as he runs to the side of the ship and occupies himself for a minute.
Wiping gruel off of his face.
"Yes, keeping an eye would be good. I'll try and, and..."
He then goes a finds a place to curl into a small fetal position.
Rose Reneva |
init: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Polmar Finn |
Polmar is too busy navigating the boat to notice how poorly Lershoth is feeling.
he enjoys the feel of the breeze in his hair.
perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31
Tall Tale Teller |
Siobhan notices the cat man descending down some steps and through a large wood door. Siobhan follows, Quick but cautiously. when she enters she goes down a small tunnel then turns right toward an opening. The sight before her as she enter a large village like area, is of that of folks in fear, slight panic and concern. The cat man stands a little ways before looking past the crowd. You can see beyond him in a tunnel to the northwest a small line of armed men with weapons drawn facing the tunnel, looking ready for a fight.
Polmar Finn |
I realize he didn't post saying he was taking the wheel, but I did specifically call for Jalel to take the wheel before I had Polmar go up to the crow's nest
Reflex Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Gosh dang it, QUIP! Take the wheel, we have a rock due north Polmar yells before remembering the signals he worked out beforehand and signaling for the ship to bear to left.
Lershoth Sholme |
Reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Lershoth does his best to head towards the helm.
Jalel "Quip" Medin |
"I'm hardly a helmsman!" Jalel shouted back up at Polmar as he twisted the wheel starboard side. His voice momentarily overcome with panic as his usual inward thoughts were forced aside.
It will do no good now to lose your composure with the other two you're with. he chided himself, while he took a deep breath to calm down.
He looked up to Polmar. "Forgive my outburst. I'm beginning to think we should have asked if anyone actually had any real experience on a boat. I know there weren't many of the adults left, but maybe one or two would have known something. If nothing else the three of us will be hard pressed to make sure we get where we're going..." Jalel then paused mid-sentence. "Speaking of the three of us, where did Lershoth go?"
Karliah the Scarlet Sentinel. |
“Ruins, lovely.” Karliah muttered, not that she was surprised to see them of course. Considering the world had been at the mercy of the giants for fifteen years, the investigator would actually be surprised if any of the cities were in tact... but it was still sobering to see the cities in ruins. How could the new generation ever hope to make such cities, when they had to face their destoryers? Pushing those thoughts aside, Karliah began to gaze carefully at the city, trying to see where those two figures had vanished to.
Perception: 1d20 + 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (9) + (1) + 8 = 18
Siobhan Sable |
Not quite the circumstances I hoped to be introduced in... The thought occupied only a fraction of Siobhan's mind as she surveyed the chaos in front of her.
"Who's in charge here?" Siobhan starts weaving her way through the crowd. "I'm a friend, here to help you. What's going on and who in the name of ever-loving Shelyn is in charge here?
Now getting frustrated Siobhan moves faster through the crowds "Everyone who isn't a fighter get back now - get up the tunnel and out into the open air. It's safe I swear it!"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Without looking to see if anyone has followed her instructions Siobhan runs towards the guards, falling back into the instinctive, staccato rhythm of combat.
Talirin |
Sorry for the delay back now!
Talirin sprints into the cave with his swords out and sees several guards he knows and trusts, Where did the duchess go? Did she go the direction of the evil?
When they point in the direction of Rose he sprints away at a speed not seen by the folk here before! He yells back to the unknown women, I am in charge here if the Duchess is not here. If you want to help follow me!
Using the run full round action and using my racial ability. Sprinter: Catfolk gain a 10-foot racial bonus to their speed when using the charge, run, or withdraw actions. So I should be able to move 160' each round I believe.
Rose Reneva |
Rose moves carefully towards Sam presenting as few openings as possible before striking against him. Defensive Fighting with Rapier: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20 Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 Fighting defensively gives me an 18 AC, also, what was the rule on hit points again, I think I should be back up to full.
Lershoth Sholme |
Lershoth comes crawling into the helm area.
Fortitude to see how Lershoth feels: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Fort again: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Getting to his feet, the nausea having passed though with the lingering green on his face. Wiping some remaining bile off his face, Lershoth does his best to compose himself.
"Right here Jalel. Indeed, it would have seemed wise in retrospect to have perhaps sorted this out before leaving. Nevertheless, here we are.
No one ever talks about getting sick in the books." Lershoth grumbles to himself before doing his best to help assist Jalel at the helm until more pressing matters come to hand.
Siobhan Sable |
Siobhan pursues the Catfolk deeper into the cavern. He's not a mute afterall - that's something at least!
Since I now have some direction (yay!) Siobhan will stick as close to Talirin as possible, hoping that he will lead her to a. the Duchess, b. whatever is going on down here!
Polmar Finn |
Polmar continues to keep a look out for shallows while posing like someone from a romantic painting of people sailing might look.
He beams a grin back down at Lershoth and Jalel.
Polmar Finn |
Once it gets shallow enough for us to swim in Polmar will have the group weigh anchor. He's heard getting to close to land is a good way to get your boat stuck.
Fury of the Tempest |
“For where the people I saw vanished too.” Karliah said as she headed for the stairs she noticed leading underground, drawing her rapier as she spoke. However, she didn’t began to head down straight away. Instead, she paused in front of the doorway, pulling several items out of pouches. 30 seconds later, and Karliah was downing a small flask, before glancing over to the Slyph. “You coming?”
Swift Alchemy allows me to make extracts in 30 seconds. Used and consumed Heightened Awareness
Siobhan Sable |
That must be the Duchess, what in the name of the seven hells is going on here?
Despite her confusion Siobhan's course of action was clear - she'd come to work with the Duchess and letting her get killed was not as option. Humming to her own internal music Siobhan let the dance take her, flowing down the corridor towards the man with the glowing orb.
On her turn Siobhan will move into combat, aiming to flank Sam with Rose. Sam is declared dodge target.
Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Tall Tale Teller |
Jalel "Quip" Medin |
Polmar Finn |
" I read an adventure story that said that shoals began to appear close to land of any kind, which could damage the boat. I am just being careful because if something would happen to the ship we would be in a lot of trouble " Polmar will say as he shimmies down from the crow's nest. "If you have a better plan, we can do that instead"
Lershoth Sholme |
Lershoth looks a little uncertain himself.
"Well, I guess it seems logical. I can't imagine bringing something like this into shallow water would go super well. How exactly are supposed to get to land though? Perhaps we should sail around the island first and see what there is to see?"
Karliah the Scarlet Sentinel. |
Another village... Karliah wasn’t completely surprised by this. She had expected to find others having gone underground in order to survive, but she hadn’t expected to find one so easily. Or to find it in such a panic... grumbling a little under her breath, Karliah made her way other to the guards, asking. “Hey, what’s going on here? Why is everyone panicked, what was with the wave of wickedness?”
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (8) + (5) + 11 = 24
Tall Tale Teller |
Polmar Finn |
Polmar looks sad thinking that he's going to need to climb the mast....again but he nods assent and scrambles back up the mast to keep an eye out for good places to make land.