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Map of the Shackles

The Magpie Princess


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Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

With Bellamy holding down the battle, Ol' Salty tries once again to get that damned knife out of his leg.

Heal: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

"Oi! Git back o'er ere Lil' Fisher!"


Male Human Oracle (Heavens) L1/Bard (Seasinger) L1 - | AC16 (T12FF14) | HP 17/17 | Saves: F2R6W4 | Init: +2 | Perc: +4 (Dark 30ft) | Status: Normal

"Take! It! Off!
"Take! It! Off!
"Take! It! Off!"
Bellamy chanted while waiving his arms, encouraging the crowd.
Performance (Comedy): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18


Female Human HP- 48/48 AC- 19 FF- 15 T- 14 F- +8 R- +5 W- +6 CMD- 20 CMB- +6 Init- +8 Perc- +7 Rage- 5/6 Blessings 5/5 Fervor 1/4 Sacred Weapon 4/4

"Ha! Besmara smiles upon me, little one!"

Being as engrossed with her halfling as she is, Vik doesn't join in the chant, instead taking another swipe at her elusive foe.

Keeping Keen up, one round left.

Please hit!: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Mximum damage, please!: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

"Arrrgh! Come 'ere, ye tiny thing!"

Will use another blessing to add Mirror Image again

"Ye can't hit me, can ye?" Vik taunts.

Used the wrong attack bonus, so it's actually a 13. As if that matters.


F Exotic Elf TBA

Suny laughs and giggles at Bellamy's performance, joining in the chant/chorus.

"Take it off! Take it off! Take it off!" She begins to clap and dance in time along with every one else. (^_^)

Diplomacy:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Dance:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Acrobatics:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

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Hope everyone had a good holiday, celebrating it or otherwise enjoying cheap candy.

GM HP Tracker:

Lissane 30/30 (2/6 daggers left)
Huldren 4/49
Orc1 37/37 19 NL [Warhammer]
Orc2 17/37 Entangled [Unarmed]

GM Rolls:

Punch: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 - 2 = 24
Dmg: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Warhammer: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Crit: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

As Ol' Salty yanks the knife from his leg, Nhati launches another arcane barrage. The pair of magical missiles dart across the arena and explode against Huldren's back. The man gasps for breath, now very clearly beaten and bloodied. Despite his condition, the man continues to stand strong and defiant.

Suny's injuries appear to be taking a toll as well, doing little more than pushing the half-orc in front of her around a bit. The brute snorts and tosses a punch back her way, still halfway hogtied. It catches Suny in the gut and knocks the wind out of her, but does little real damage.

Suny takes 3 nonlethal damage!

Meanwhile, the half-orc fighting with Bellamy reels backward from the new lump on his noggin. Sneering at the blind man, he flips him a rude gesture before coming in low with his hammer. It cracks against chain and bone with a resounding noise across the arena.

Bellamy takes 4 damage!


Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

Ol' Salty tries to jump past to the half orc's back, and yells "Sick em' Fisher!"

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (20) + 0 = 20
Yeah!!

He then takes a swing at him, using the dagger from the old man's leg.

Dagger: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 2 = 8
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

The +2 is from flanking


Male Sea Otter Familiar HD 5 l HP 19/19 | AC 19 T 16 FF 15 | Ft +3 Rf +5* Wi +8 | CMD 10*

Lil' Fisher attempts to dodge and weave around the Half Orc in order to land a strike.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

Bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Damage: 1d3 - 4 ⇒ (2) - 4 = -2 1


Salty Sea Reavin' n' Slayin' Chap 2 -- HP: 22/22 | AC: 16 | T: 12 | FF: 14 | CMD: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +4 | Will: -1 | Init: +2 | Perc: +5 | Rage: 6/6

Round 6

"Aye aye, me lovelies!" Reijo smirks with as much delight as can be mustered by such an undelightful man as the ladies cheer him on... including the two lovelies fighting alongside him whom he's fancied since first sight. Casting them a grin to keep them hopeful, the sailor sees fit to take care of business before pleasure as he tries to finish off the big man with a cutlass to the chest, before the hulk can get the rest of the chalk out of his eyes.

Smirking even more now, the mad sailor's expression teeters more towards maniacal pleasure than jovial jubilance as he unbuckles his heavy satchel and removes his freshly blood-stained brown coat with his free hand, swinging the latter around a few times for show. He's still wearing a dark red silken vest over a mail shirt, with white frilly sleeves continuing along his arms where the mail ends. He also wears tan breeches and knee-high black leather boots... along with a scabbard, a sheathed dagger, a hand crossbow, and stuffed pouches hanging from a black, sturdy-looking belt.

Swing at the blinded Huldren again (+2 not sure if flanking?):
Attack (Cutlass) vs flat-footed AC: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 6 + 2 = 24
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 3 + (4) = 11

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GM HP Tracker:

Lissane 30/30 (2/6 daggers left)
Huldren -7/49
Orc1 35/37 19 NL [Warhammer]
Orc2 17/37 Entangled [Unarmed]

As Ol' Salty and Lil' Fisher both pounce upon the half-orc and, in the process, drag all three of them to the ground, Reijo caters to the crowd with great showmanship.

With a half-step forward and a quick slash across Huldren's hulking chest, the brute of a brawler stumbles backward and at last loses his footing. As the mighty Huldren collapses backward onto the arena floor, cheers go through the crowd. At once the other combatants scoff and toss their weapons to the floor, admitting their defeat. Even the hogtied half-orc finally tears the rope from his body in frustration. The halfling sets about collecting her daggers, rudely pulling it from the dog pile Ol' Salty had instigated.

"That's enough'a that, I think," calls a decidedly pleased Captain Lanteri from the balcony above. "A fairly clear victory, wouldn't you say Miss Yamtisy?" The half-orc woman seated beside her simply grunts loud enough for the entire room to hear. Cheers continue to go around - several of which still seem to want Reijo in the buff. Great quantities of coin exchange hands and at least one of the winners orders a round of drinks for the house. This, of course, only sends up more cheers and applause.

Lanteri laughs as she leans far over the railing to observe the victors. "Clean the blood off'a yer weapons and mop up the big'un, then get yerselves up here so we can talk business proper."


F Exotic Elf TBA

Suny gives a sigh of relief even as she helps her friends gather themselves up.


Female Human HP- 48/48 AC- 19 FF- 15 T- 14 F- +8 R- +5 W- +6 CMD- 20 CMB- +6 Init- +8 Perc- +7 Rage- 5/6 Blessings 5/5 Fervor 1/4 Sacred Weapon 4/4

"Wait, wha'? I was not finished' yet!"

Vik angrily states, waving her rapier around.

After seeing the crowd roar, and knowing the fight was truly over, she sheathes her rapier, and bows to the crowd dramatically.


Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

Ol' Salty heaves a sigh of relief when the fight ends. With a chuckle, he gives Bellamy a punch and says "Ye be a funny fighter what with those antics. The Pirate Queen naked? Hahaharr!! Now ere, give me anarm. My leg be hurtin."


Male Human Oracle (Heavens) L1/Bard (Seasinger) L1 - | AC16 (T12FF14) | HP 17/17 | Saves: F2R6W4 | Init: +2 | Perc: +4 (Dark 30ft) | Status: Normal

"Ow!" Said No-Eyes as he hopped on one leg, holding the shin that got cracked a minute ago.
"Ha! I got a million of 'em!" He cackled as he and Ol' Salty helped each other from the arena.


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Ignoring Lanteri's call for now, the horny pirate has another pressing matter on his mind to tend to...

He innocently points to his red vest as the ladies cheer him on, as if to say You be wantin' this off, too? The pirate tosses his coat to the ground, and unbuttons his vest now... revealing the rest of his mail shirt underneath... which he then swiftly pulls off over his head, with just his white, button-down frilly shirt left covering his torso. The pirate drops the mail shirt as well, but is mindful to keep all his gear in one spot, very close by.

He nonetheless prances around his gear now, pointing innocently to his frilly shirt... and when the ladies cheer him on, Reijo picks out two of the loveliest ladies he can spot and eggs them onto the stage to do the honors.


F Exotic Elf TBA

Happy that the fighting is over, Suny helps her friends towards their meeting with the Captain, though Reijo's antics have the tanned Elf absently scratching at her blond mop in puzzlement.

She's walking around wearing just the skirt Salty offered her yesterday (The shirt she'd been wearing having been used as a distraction on the mad dash through ton to get to their current predicament) so she can't see why taking things off has people all shouting and some how excited.

With a shrug of tanned shoulders, she helps the battered and injured up the stairs.

(^_^)

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Captain Lanteri shakes her head slowly, heaving a heavy sigh. "Reijo, is it? Best get your priorities in order, lad, because this ain't the time for bedding. That little anxious one in the corner looks like she's roaring for a spot on the crew." She inclines her chin towards the knife-wielding halfling. While the pair of half-orc brutes dragged their boss out of the ring, she sat on the edge of the arena staring daggers at the victors. "And while we're at it, someone put a shirt on this elf! By Besmara's bounty, what a group we've got here, Miss Yamtisy."

The half-orc woman continues to sit with her feet propped up on the balcony's rail. "Yep. Damned fools, Cap'n."

"Perhaps, but effective fools, Miss Yamtisy!"


Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

Ol' Salty and Bellamy make their way up the stairs. He offers a handshake to the captain, and gives a polite nod to Miss Yamtisy. Turning back to the captain, he says

"Aye t'is a bit o'va circus we got. Can't keep the elf dressed for more than 'alf a sunrise I reckon. Lost me best cloak cus o'ver. Good natured though, an not bad lookin eh?"

"Me name's Bard, but most call me Ol' Salty. This one o'ver 'ere be Bellamy, an me otter be Lil' Fisher. It be a pleasure teh meet ya, Cap'n."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25


Salty Sea Reavin' n' Slayin' Chap 2 -- HP: 22/22 | AC: 16 | T: 12 | FF: 14 | CMD: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +4 | Will: -1 | Init: +2 | Perc: +5 | Rage: 6/6

Reijo gives Lanteri an affirmative nod, "Aye, Cap'n." He holds up his arms in a shrug of Oh well, what can ye do? to the ladies as they bemoan the strip tease's premature end. But Reijo is sure to whisper some words into the ears of the two lovely ladies he called to the stage before departing their company and rejoining his new mates.

Looking Lanteri dead in the eyes now, Reijo's smirk reverts to a very serious grimace. Drawing his pipe out, he tells her, "Ye can bet yer bottom crown I be havin' the treasure on the top o'me list o'pror-ah-tees, Cap'n."

GM:
Reijo tells them business calls, but invites both ladies to meet up with him later tonight to, um, continue where they left off, shall we say? He tells them to meet him here, outside this building. He intends to take them somewhere more private from there, perhaps a room at the inn where the drinking contest was held...


F Exotic Elf TBA

Suny comes to a stop before Captain Lanteri. At being addressed she bounces to attention and snaps off a jaunty salute.

"Aye Cap'n!" Then looks down at herself, "Here, I din't lose Salty's stuff! I be wearin' it, see?" So saying she swishes her 'skirt' which is, in fact, the very same garment he threw about her shoulders the previous day. Only now having been re-purposed into something she's wearing around her waist. Then the tanned Elf does blush.

"Oh! Viktorra's cloth!" She glances about, "It were taken back in'a dash across town! Some bod done grabbed fer me an' 'Whoosh' I tried duckin' under they's mits an' all they got were hand full of shirt an' it...it come'd off!" Suny looks down at herself then back at Voktorra. "I mean, rilly... There be more ta Viktorra than m'self in tha' gussets, an' that's tha' truth, hey?" She indicates certain differences in 'expanse' between the two woman's builds. The her attention then returns to Captain Lanteri.

"Oh! M'name be 'Suny' in'a speakin' of tha' people! Am good with top-sails, can handle workin' with tha' wood, am a daft hand at cleanin' hulls, know me ways around..."And Suny proceeds to rattle off details of how much she knows about ships and the sea,

Profession Sailor: Take ten, 'cause Suny is tryin' ta' impress = 15

"A more honest an' true bod ye won't be findin' afore tha' mast!" Suny finishes her declaration/oath to the captain with a bright smile. (^_^)

Then she glances towards the female Half-orc, "Here... be that word 'Tool'... or 'fool'... ye be callin' people's out on...?" She asks quietly. (¬_¬)


Salty Sea Reavin' n' Slayin' Chap 2 -- HP: 22/22 | AC: 16 | T: 12 | FF: 14 | CMD: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +4 | Will: -1 | Init: +2 | Perc: +5 | Rage: 6/6

Reijo smirks a little too much as Suny speaks of her ability to "handle tha' wood" and about her "daft hand."


F Exotic Elf TBA

Suny would simply return Reijo's smile, should she notice his grin at her conversation with the Captain. (^_^)


Male Human Oracle (Heavens) L1/Bard (Seasinger) L1 - | AC16 (T12FF14) | HP 17/17 | Saves: F2R6W4 | Init: +2 | Perc: +4 (Dark 30ft) | Status: Normal

No-Eyes saluted sloppily.
"Ships Cook Bellamy reportin' fer duty!"


Female Human Arcanist/1 ; HP 7/7 ; Reservoir 6/7 ; AC 11, touch 11, flat 10 (Dex +1); Init +1; Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2 ; Perception +3

After the combat is over, Nhati breathes a sigh of relief. Although it looks like her group triumphed handily, Nhati feared it was closer than it looked.

Her familiar, the parrot Tai, flies back down and alights on her shoulder.

She walks over to stand near the others. She smiles wryly at Reijo's antics, but tries to keep a serious look on her face as the Captain Lanteri upbraids him.

She also keeps a wry eye on the halfling.

"I'm Nhati, of Nantambu, and all of these parts around here, including the sea," she says to the captain, by way of introduction.

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"Good, good. A well rounded bunch of ya! Just what I was lookin' fer." Lanteri flags down the incredibly busy taverngirl working the balcony and requests fresh ale for everyone. The woman scurries off as Lanteri quite capably kicks a chair around and plops herself down at the table. The half-orc woman doesn't budge. "If you would, Miss Yamtisy. Need yer chair."

Heaving a heavy sigh, the half-orc drags herself up, shoots a rather displeased glare at the captain, and shuffles over to another table before slumping back down and immediately throwing her feet back up onto the railing. Lanteri doesn't seem to mind, waving everyone to take a seat. The ale arrives just in time. "Excellent! Ah, what a day. Congratulations on winning a helluva race and putting on quite a show down there." She raises an eyebrow at Reijo. "So 'fore we go through the formalities of signing you all onto me ship and sortin' out yer jobs and all'a that... if ya've got questions, now'd be the time." She takes a long sip of ale and watches each of you closely, assessing her new crew members.


Salty Sea Reavin' n' Slayin' Chap 2 -- HP: 22/22 | AC: 16 | T: 12 | FF: 14 | CMD: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +4 | Will: -1 | Init: +2 | Perc: +5 | Rage: 6/6

Reijo smirks at the captain's raised eyebrow. He considers what he knows of this captain and her first mate while lighting up his pipe before asking questions...

What legends, rumors, or tales has Reijo heard about Captain Lanteri and Yamtisy?
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

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Reijo:

You know of Captain Varossa Lanteri, but few specifics of her journeys. You've heard she used to sail with her husband (and captain) on the Magpie Prince but he's since died and been succeeded by her (and the ship suitably renamed to Princess). Despite not remembering the specifics, you do know Captain Lanteri has a long history on the seas - a history that has probably earned her a fair share of enemies. Piracy always does.

As for Yamtisy, you know she's a regular on Lanteri's crew, a harder than nails boatswain. She takes no excuses from anyone when it comes to her job - not even the captain. It is that exact attitude, however, that's earned her greater respect from the cap'n. You've also heard she has a passion for tattoos, though she's never been able to find an artist talented enough (and cheap enough) to give her the one she's always wanted.


Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

"Well, I'd be askin where we be goin, who we'd be fightin, and 'ow much we be gettin paid."


Female Human HP- 48/48 AC- 19 FF- 15 T- 14 F- +8 R- +5 W- +6 CMD- 20 CMB- +6 Init- +8 Perc- +7 Rage- 5/6 Blessings 5/5 Fervor 1/4 Sacred Weapon 4/4

"Wha' Ol'Salty said. Where we headin?'"


F Exotic Elf TBA

Suny finds some where to perch, accepts her mug of rum with a "Thank'e!" and a smile, settling in to watch and listen to every one's talking.

(^_^)

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"Well, I thought I covered that pretty clear when I said we were going after the treasure of Jemma Redclaw. We'll be fighting... whoever gets in our way!" Captain Lanteri raises a glass to the sentiment. Yamtisy seems decidedly uninterested, though with the dispersing crowd below she's turned to sketching in a journal instead. "As for pay, I'll offer the lot of you one sixteenth of whatever treasure we find. Even without the legendary horde for the taking... that's a damned good share. More than I pay Yamtisy and the others."

"Aye, Cap'n. It is." Yamtisy's voice is perfectly calm. Hell, she doesn't even look up from her book.

Lanteri glares over at her, clearly expecting a bigger rise out of the half-orc bosun. She looks a little disappointed. You're not really sure if Lanteri was just trying to shake the woman from her doldrums. "But when it comes right down to it, I've found myself in need of some crew with some real muscle. Yer it, and I'm willin' ta pay for it. It'll be worth it once we're sitting high on Redclaw's gold!"


Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

Does this offer sound fair?

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24
K.Local: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

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Salty:

A sixteenth's share isn't bad, but it is split six ways... and it's rather dependent on actually finding something to share. You suspect Lanteri is probably willing to go higher, but it would be tough to say how high without knowing the size of the actual treasure you're hunting or how many crew members are receiving single shares of the prize. It's definitely in the range of acceptable, especially consider that several shares of the treasure go towards resupplying and keeping the boat floatin'.


Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

"I's be thinkin a sixteenth be pretty small split 6 ways. What be teh best ye can offer tha still works for ye?"

I was hoping for a higher roll in order to make a damn good argument, but alas, the dice giveth and the dice takeh... but mostly taketh.

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Sometimes the dice are cruel...

"Fair enough," she says, nodding. "How's a fourteenth sound?"


Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

Ol' Salty looks around at the rest of his 'crew'
"Whatcha think fellers? I ain't teh only one makin the decisions."


Male Sea Otter Familiar HD 5 l HP 19/19 | AC 19 T 16 FF 15 | Ft +3 Rf +5* Wi +8 | CMD 10*

Lil' Fisher jumps onto Ol' Salty's lap and curls up like a cat.


Female Human HP- 48/48 AC- 19 FF- 15 T- 14 F- +8 R- +5 W- +6 CMD- 20 CMB- +6 Init- +8 Perc- +7 Rage- 5/6 Blessings 5/5 Fervor 1/4 Sacred Weapon 4/4

"Not really used to workin' under a captain instead of being one, but tha' does sound fair for us newcomers. 'Aye, that'll do."


F Exotic Elf TBA

Suny sits for a while listening and enjoying her rum. Probably also just relaxing after the mad dash and then all the fighting. She looks around at all those gathered before Captain Lanteri before raising a tanned arm.

"Cap'n? So.. exactly how many bods be ye callin' crew right about now? Whut's tha'... um... lot difference 'tween whut they's gettin' an us? Wait...? About that fourteen thingy. We in't geting a fourteen our selfs? We's all gettin' a fourteen? T'gether, like?" Suny asks innocently, "Also... whut d'we do about them's whut fall behind?"


Salty Sea Reavin' n' Slayin' Chap 2 -- HP: 22/22 | AC: 16 | T: 12 | FF: 14 | CMD: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +4 | Will: -1 | Init: +2 | Perc: +5 | Rage: 6/6

Reijo smokes away as he lets the others talk for a bit. Where treasure's involved, you can be sure he'll chime in alright. But he takes a few moments to consider the logistics of this venture, and factoring in his own greed...

Identify the best rate for this kind of deal, and discern how it compares to her present offer:
Profession (sailor): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30


Male Human Oracle (Heavens) L1/Bard (Seasinger) L1 - | AC16 (T12FF14) | HP 17/17 | Saves: F2R6W4 | Init: +2 | Perc: +4 (Dark 30ft) | Status: Normal

"Come on now Captain!" Bellamy wheedled. "Surely the crew with the power ta beat more'n a hundred other fellows to join yer is worth a BIT more than that surely?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

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The captain sighs, glancing over at Yamtisy. The half-orc either didn't hear or doesn't care. Eventually, Lanteri rolls her eyes and leans forward across the table. "Alright, alright. I suppose yer worth it... and the treasure'll be big enough that share's won't matter two licks, if'm honest. One twelfth and first pick of the goods. Even before myself. Final offer. Remember, you'll be getting nothing without my knowhow to find the goods. You may be good fighters, but so's that lug down there."

She leans back and thumbs over her shoulder. Huldren has been nursed back to consciousness below and, despite his injuries and the defeat, seems o less popular around the God's Revel. The halfling stands on the bench beside him. Still she stares daggers at the victors. "That one's got some pep too, for her size," Lanteri laughs. Her eyes narrow as she assumes a more relaxed pose while still carefully sizing up her bargaining opponents. "Among the forty-odd crewmen on my ship, you can't say that's a bad offer."

Reijo:

A twelfth is quite good. An average sailor would expect only a single share or less, or worse - a flat wage! Anything in the realm of 1/14 to 1/10 is officer to captain level shares of a prize. And remember that some of the treasure does simply go towards keeping the boat floatin'.


F Exotic Elf TBA

Suny nods, seeming happy with the captain's offer. (^_^)

*Happily sips more rum*


Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

Ol' Salty smiles and extends his hand to the Captain. "Aye Cap'n, you got yerselves a deal. When d'we set sail?"


Female Human Arcanist/1 ; HP 7/7 ; Reservoir 6/7 ; AC 11, touch 11, flat 10 (Dex +1); Init +1; Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2 ; Perception +3

Nhati nods. "One twelfth, and first pick for us, sounds fair. Of course, that still leaves the infighting amongst ourselves as to who gets what...."

She then asks, "What more can you tell us about where this treasure was found? Are there any particular guardians you expect around it, or any particular sorts of traps? Anything in particular we ought to be prepared for before we leave port?"


Salty Sea Reavin' n' Slayin' Chap 2 -- HP: 22/22 | AC: 16 | T: 12 | FF: 14 | CMD: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +4 | Will: -1 | Init: +2 | Perc: +5 | Rage: 6/6

Reijo at last speaks his turn. "Ye be known fer havin' yer share o'black spots on th'open seas, Cap'n Magpie. An'we be havin' t'deal with'em, me'd wager on th'waters o'Besmara." He spits into his hand, and extends it in a (disgusting) gesture of agreement and goodwill in between pipe puffs. Smirking, "But yer offer o'one twelfth an' firs'pick be a fair one... 'sides, risk be part o'bein'on account."

Nodding to Yamtisy, he repeats his spittle handshake to Yamtisy. "Tats," he calls her. His next question to her reveals the meaning of her new nickname (if not the curious one he chose for the captain). "Wurd on th'seas be yer lookin' t'be inked by the best." He rolls up his sleeves to reveal with pride twin anchors entwined with serpent-like dragons on each of his forearms. The work is quite detailed and well done.

He then downs his drink in a few seconds, releasing a minor belch.

Pirate Speak:
"black spots" = death threats. Reijo's saying the captain is known for having her share of enemies, hence the mission will have added danger... danger we should be compensated for.

"to go on account" = a pleasant way of saying to be a pirate, making it sound like a respectable profession.


Male Human Oracle (Heavens) L1/Bard (Seasinger) L1 - | AC16 (T12FF14) | HP 17/17 | Saves: F2R6W4 | Init: +2 | Perc: +4 (Dark 30ft) | Status: Normal

No-Eyes nodded his agreement to the offer.

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Lanteri initially balks at Reijo's gesture before spitting into her own palm and mirroring the gesture. "Doing things the old fashioned way, eh? I like it..." She reaches into her overcoat and pulls a scroll free. She sets it down on the table and rolls it open. "... but I've learned not every sailor respects the old ways. So I've learned to make these things, too. Read'm and make yer mark."

The contract is thankfully brief. In a small gap Lanteri quickly fills in the appropriate fraction of the haul. Officially, you're all 'boarders and repellers' aboard the Magpie Princess. And good news - if you lose a limb in the line of duty, you'll earn yourself an extra share! A line below it verifies that heads are not, in fact, limbs and that, consequently, you should not lose it and will not be recompensed for losing it.

"As for the specifics, lass... those will come up when they come up. Need to know, you understand. Wouldn't be much of a secret legendary treasure hoard if I went blabbin' about it and its guardians and which rock it be hidin' under at erry dockside inn." Lanteri smiles, but it's the kind of deadly serious smile you might expect from a tried and true pirate captain. "I reckon you'll be up to the challenge."

Off to the side, Yamtisy glances up at Reijo. She seems more annoyed by the interruption than anything else, but shrugs it off. "Aye. Not bad. But not good enough."

"Ignore her. She's just grumpy. She's always grumpy. It's her job."

"Aye, Cap'n."

"Well, then... your rooms here at the God's Revel have been paid for. A pair of rooms for the lot of you, with enough beds to go around. Split them up as you wish, but be down at the short piers at the northeast end by dawn." Lanteri throws a finger Reijo's way. "That means you, too, playboy." The finger quickly flies Suny's way. "With full dress, ready for sail at a moment's notice. You got all that?"


Male Human Shaman 5 | HP 28/39 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | Ft +3 Rf +1 Wi +8 | Init +0 | Perc +6 l CMD 13

"Aye Aye Cap'n!!"

Lil' Fisher salutes


Female Human Arcanist/1 ; HP 7/7 ; Reservoir 6/7 ; AC 11, touch 11, flat 10 (Dex +1); Init +1; Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2 ; Perception +3

Nhati pulls out her spellbook, flips some pages, and spends a few seconds concentrating.

Spending an arcane reservoir point to swap out Light for Arcane Mark

When captain Lanteri puts out the scroll and asks all of them to make their mark on it, Nhati speaks a few arcane words, makes a gesture with her hands, and at her place to sign a five-rune sigil takes its place, a sigil that Nhati has designed to be her own mark. "That is my mark. It is harder to forge than a standard signature, and is what I use to represent myself," she says.

She looks up at her parrot familiar, and says, "Tai, you are responsible for keeping track of my head, for we will not be compensated if it gets lost."

Tai just makes a raspberry.

She stands up, and says to the others, "It's been a long and busy day! A drinking contest, a chaotic chase through town, a run in the gladiator pit, and now a new job starting first thing in the morning. I'm looking forward to getting to know all of you, and to working with you. But, for tonight, it's going to be sleep. We should all enjoy sleeping in an inn's bed while we can, for after tonight it will be the swaying of a ship rocking us to sleep."


F Exotic Elf TBA

Suny downs her run and bounces to her feet. "Aye AYE! Cap'n!" (^_^) Before the tanned Elf scampers off to see to her own affairs.

Suny's 'To do' list:

First, find the ship 'Magpie'.
Thence, see about getting her chest of stuff stowed away some wheres. (Note that Suny is inclined be affixing it to the bottom fo the ship for now. Until she's got a better understanding of the crew.)
Thirds, buy a new shirt for Viktorra and herself.
Fourths, with only 300 odd coin to still spend... Either spend it around tha' town. Or buy a potion of healing, type of thing.

(^_^)

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