Indeed.
"Well, Master Rickety, We are, of course, looking for the best - and, all the word from Bloodcove to Riddleport has you as the best - and, of course, we know that the best costs. Not just for the job, but for the discretion that makes the job complete. But word is that you are not just very good, but fair.
Now, I would never insult a man, woman, or sea-demon in the Shackles by calling them 'Honest'. But we all benefit from 'fair'. And the word is that trade at Rickety's is fair.
We have a few goods in the old that might be of interest, and there may be some coin to be had. And, if a good squibbing were to be had at a fair price, you can certainly imagine that you would be a preferred port for our newly named vessel. Perhaps even as a preferred trading partner. But the price out of the gate...well, we wouldn't be trading with anyone. Might just cripple our endeavors from the start.
Now, as to particulars, I know that most would look at the line of the foc'sle..."[/b]
Tarchinis continues on for a while, using the shipbuilding, engineering, and sailor's knowledge the the officers demonstrated to look for ways to save cost - and let Rickety know that he has not, indeed, found suckers...
Tarchinis blinks a moment, nonplussed.
"Yessir. We'd like to see if we can do any better."
Gene steps up next to Tarchinis. "Mr. Rickety Thank you for you kind offer we will have to decline." With that Gene turns and starts to walk away.
"Mr. Tarchinis lets move on to the next place. I'm sure well find better pricing else were."
Are you sure of this, Captain? Rickety's is an established squibber for the Shackles and we have no idea that any other port will be as...accommodating.
Capt. may I please have a word with you sir in private?
"Perhaps I've been too hasty," He says. "Well, are you going to negotiate or what?"
Gene nods over at Drake as if to say do it.
I will take it over with the crew. Then ill be back to talk some more.
Suny continues to wander around the small port.
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Goes down to the ships hold area sets up a make shift lab and then starts creating the potion. Spending the time and the efforts, I create the potion and bring it up to the capt in a crystal vial.
Please sir, when your done give me the vial back, I will sterilize it and use it again for another potion down the road.
work fast sir, you got about 4 minutes worth of charm.
The transmuted creature becomes more poised, articulate, and personally forceful. The spell grants a +4 enhancement bonus to Charisma, adding the usual benefits to Charisma-based skill checks and other uses of the Charisma modifier. Bards, paladins, and sorcerers (and other spellcasters who rely on Charisma) affected by this spell do not gain any additional bonus spells for the increased Charisma, but the save DCs for spells they cast while under this spell's effect do increase.
Duration 1 min./level
*Hugz* Hope ye get better soon Master DM!
Wishin' every one all'a best in'a festive season. (^_^)
If you are sick that changes things. Get better first then we can play.
Gene take the potion from Drake. "Thank you hopefully this will tip things in our favor."
He then approaches Master Rickety.
[b]"Master Rickety, We know our ship is worth 10,000gp it hardly seems like a worth while endever to pay the same price to get her slightly altered as it would just to sell her off.
Now I could see paying $1,500gp to $2,000gp as a fair price starting price but, not anything higher."
(^_^)
DIplmacy aid another:
Gene thinks for a moment. "We will pay $2,000 gp to get the ship refit and squibbed."
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(2000 gp? are you sure?)
"Well, that seems reasonable, I can give you a good refit for that!" he said. He walks over to his crew. "Okay, boys, we start work on refitting this ship! Get to work boys!"
The men run around and get their tools and their wood and start walking towards the ship in preparation to repair and squib the ship. "IF you come by my office later, I can give you some of my plans for the ship. Right now, you might want to be finding a place to stay."
It looks like we have a deal. Captain, with your leave I will arrange leave for the crew
Gene smiles "Well then I shall do that."
"Master Torque Tell the lady and men to get off my ship! They are to report back in a week. Lodging and food are on them to find and earn. However, if they start trouble... they are to know I will not know who they are."
Sunny happily skips and cavorts off the ship and begins to scamper about the town to see what there is to be seein'. (^_^)
Torgue assembles the crew and gives them the lowdown about the squibbing and leave.
Enjoy yourselves but start no trouble here. The final day we are here, there will be no drunkeness since we need clear heads to sail our new ship. Dismissed!
Bounces up straight and gives Master Torque a jaunty salute, "Aye, aye Sir!" Before scampering off giggling. (^_^)
Tark knuckels his forhead in a brief salute, with a smile. "Thank you, Mr. Torque"
He'll grab his chest and backpack and head into town, looking for lodgings.
Aye, Aye Sir
Saultes and runs downstairs to pack up his kit and vials and things.after he creates a new potion
Invisiblity
After coming up stairs, I go over to mister Torque
Sir!, I am requesting permission to leave ship sir. Before I do leave though sir. Do we have a course after this so I might be able to help plot the course?
after leaving the ship, I scout around looking for a decent place to go. With no gold or anything he figures he will be sleeping under the stars.
I look over at the tavern and sigh. I go into the tavern and inquire about a room and food for the night.
Once I get to the Tavern and inquire about food, I start to work looking at the maps, and start plotting a course.
We will discess that with the captain. Torgue says to Drake. Tonight most likely. Torgue will head into the village as well and see what services are available.
Torgue will also look into restocking the ship with food,water,rum and other supplies.
*Skippy, skippy...* (^_^)
*Skippy, skippy, skippy...* (^_^)
*salute!*
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One month after, the ship was all finished to be squibbed. The maiden was replaced anew, and the whole ship looked like a whole different ship. It happened to be a work of art. There was still work to be had, two more weeks and she's ready to pull out.
If it weren't for the strange fog in the bay, you all would be scrambling to get off the island and head for sea. The fog is special, it's very special. it had a sense of forboding to it. The fog covered the ship, and it slowed down the rest of the refit.
It scares most of your sailing crew. They speak of evil spirits in the fog. Dreadful things, like ghost ships crewed and captained by the Undead souls that forgot they were dead. Such tales bring to life the tale of Davy Jones, Captain Harkness, and Captain Thog.
Torgue squints at the fog. This looks bad, the crew's morale is dropping. If this fog has something supernatural behind it, we will have to deal with it so we can get off the island in pease.
(O_o)
*Gathers up everything gathered during the stay in the town and gets everything on board.*
"Wha' th'a dickens be happenin'?
"Mr. Torque, perhaps a few of the officers should have a look around, maybe have a walk towards teh open sea, see what's what?"
So I do the following potions if you say that it is okay sir.
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Reporting back for duty sir!
For course plotted for several different courses for the captain to look over
Torgue sir.
hands him the charts I am made some charts for you and the captain sir, I hope you get a good look at them sir. Also sir, I've some potions to add to our quartermasters store sir.
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Then came the unmistakable sound of cannon fire.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The cannon balls seem to be missing the ship, as they are hitting an entirely different target. The town itself. The balls fly through the air and hit buildings, creating a lot of collateral damage. It's unknown if any of the balls actually blow up, until a small explosion is heard when one of the balls impacts.