Sardaukar's Legacy of Fire
Game Master Sardaukar

Having never been on a sailing ship before the paladin takes in the sight and smell of sea for awhile. The feeling of the rolling deck takes some time to get used too but doesn't seem to bother him as much as some of his companions.

Pae grins with delight.."So this is sea travel is it..I must say it takes the strain off the legs admirably.." he sits down on the deck and rummages in his pack for food.

"We might as well relax people..I have the feeling this is going to take some time"

As land disappears from view behind you, the sun sets in front of you. The sky grows increasingly dark. An couple of hours in the trip, you find yourself in pitch blackness with nothing but the sounds of the waves breaking against the side of the ship and the magical oars pushing against the water to provide your senses with input about your surroundings.

Yay!! Post 5000!

Pae shrugs and settles down to sleep using his pack as a pillow

Hazreem huddles down near the side of the boat trying to avoid getting seasick.

I wonder whether I should wild shape here...if this constant motion gets to me, then yeah I think so...

Bahir not quite trusting the boat, the sea, or their unnatural guide keeps a constant vigil. Glancing over in wonderment at Pae's form, how can he sleep with all this going on?

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Bahir: How long are you staying up? All night?

Mah'ysa leans against the railing of the ship, enjoying the gentle motion of the ship. As twilight grows, she looks up to see if she can see the same stars as she could back home.

At night falls, the sky is clear. Glancing up at the stars, you find that you cannot find any stars or constellations that you recognize. This sky is completely foreign to you.

Yes, all night. I will use one use of my lay hands on ability to cure my fatigue in the morning.

As the rest of the party is rocked to sleep, Bahir stay vigilant and watches throughout the night. The only light visible is the glow of the helmsman's eyes acting as a beacon in the middle of the night.

As the night progresses, the stars start to twinkle and then disappear, as if clouds are rolling in. Soon, the entire night sky goes dark without a single star visible. Eventually, dawn breaks and dim light slowly brings the ship back into view. Low clouds fill the air and visibility in limited to only a few hundred feet in front of you. The brass helmsman still stands his post, steering the ship into the vast unknown.

Feeling exhausted, the paladin draws upon his faith in the Dawnflower to push the fatigue from his body, allowing himself to go on. The rest of the party slowly begins to wake as a new day dawns on their strange journey.

Mah'ysa wakes with the dawn; she sings the hymns to the Dawnflower as the sunlight falls on her.

Pae awakens to the pure sound of the Pristess' voice raised in praise to her goddess..

"Well there could be worse ways to start the day" he says.."I just hope we are not doomed to sail these seas until we run out off food"

"...or die of seasickness." Hazreem mutters, his face a greenish tinge showing his adversity to sea travel.

Not too long after you all wake up and take in your new surrounding, things start to change. The meager sunlight around you starts to dim and distort strangely, as though filtered by a thin veil of dark mist. Sounds become simultaneously muted and echoing. But through this, in the far distance ahead of you, you begin to make out a loud but growing susurrant hiss. The ship continues forward with the relentless strokes of its animated galley oars and a freshening breeze.

Wis: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

WIS 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Hazreem mutters to no one in particular "Looks like there is a current carrying us somewhere."

"As long as it isn't over the edge of the world." Pae says concernedly

With a frown as he looks out to sea, "Is that possible?"

Pae Shrugs "Dont ask me I'm not a map maker or a navigator"

He looks at the construct..

"Hey..you need to steer for land ..got it..land" he shouts

Hazreem shrugs. "I have no idea Bahir. This place is not Golarion so I guess it is possible...we just need to have faith here."

Mah'ysa turns to the rest.
"Judging by the note, SOMEONE wants to talk to us."
She smiles like the sun rising.
"So have faith!"

As you discuss the possibility of sailing off the edge of the world, the brass helmsman holds steady on his course, oblivious to Pae's call to steer for land. The light around you continues to dissolve into a misty twilight as the black mist surround you. The roaring sea continues to get louder as the cleric tells you to have faith.

A moment later, the mists suddenly part and you can see with terrible clarity that the sea below seems to end, as if sliced off by an impossibly huge razor. Nothing but blackness greets you beyond. Pae was right, you have apparently reached the edge of the world, the end of eternity. And the ship is about to sail down into the abyss.

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Everyone has 1 round to react. Let me know if you are doing anything.

"Gozreh's breath!"

Hazreem stumbles to his feet and immediately shifts into one of his favorite forms, a small cloudlike creature.

Wild Shape to air elemental form.

Mah'ysa yipes and clutches at Bahir.

About to turn and reach for Mah'ysa he instead switches to gripping her tightly to him and doing his best to hold onto the railing.

Pae activates his slippers and grabs his pack

As the ship begin to arc downward over the cliff, Hazreem cries out moments before shifting into a swirling mass of air, Mah'ysa holds onto her Paladin while he holds onto the side of the ship, and Pae glues himself to the deck and he clutches his pack. "Oun'rauz" proclaims Efreat, struggling to maintain his concentration as he ship rocks violently. Daumari reaches for the center mast pole and holds on for the ride.

As the ship plummets over the edge, you find it difficult to hold on. Efreat and Hazreem can only watch in horror as the ship quickly drops away from them, being able to fly to the side and out of the way of the giant sail coming at you. The brass helmsman seems to be glued in place and doesn't move.

You fall into the dark abyss, mist from the waterfall next to you getting everything wet and slippery.

Bahir, Mah'ysa, and Daumari, you need to make an Acrobatics check DC20 or a Climb check DC20 (your choice) to maintain your grip on the ship (or Bahir in Mah'ysa's case). On failure, take 2d6 points of damage as your are buffeted about, falling from your perch but catching yourself again.

Mah'ysa: If Bahir fails, you also take the 2d6 damage. If you fail, you lose your grip on Bahir, but catch yourself on some other part of the ship. Only take 2d6 damage once this round.

Pae, you are falling with the ship, but are at no risk of flying away, therefore no check required. Hazreem and Efreat, you watch the ship plummet away from you at a rate much faster than your fly speed (though you could choose to free fall). It is quickly disappearing from your view into the pit of darkness. (About 800 to 900 feet per round)

EDIT: Don't forget Armor Check penalties in your skill checks.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (15) + 17 = 32
Mah'ysa maintains her death grip on Bahir.

As the ship falls Pae goes into action reaching into his pack for his rope holding it between his teeth the halfling then slings his pack and makes his way towards Bahir and Mah'ysa where he ties them onto the bulwark. he then ties himself onto the nect stanchion and waits as the ship plummets through the inky blackness.

There's no way he is making this roll without a natural 20.
Climb check: 1d20 ⇒ 6

Immediately losing his grip on the ship Bahir instead wraps her completely in his arms and does his best to shield the priestess from harm with his own body.

Heh, Mah'ysa, I think you were far safer just holding onto the ship.

Hazreem watches the ship disappear into the abyss, a look of horror transfixed on his cloudy face. He hovers in place, completely stunned by the turn of events.

A motion off to his side snaps him out of it. He sees the sorcerer hovering mearby. Flying next to Efreat, he pantomimes a flying motion towards the edge of the water, followed by shrugging his shoulders.

I hope Efreat has an idea here because I am completely out of them...that looks like suicide!

Hazreem: For purposes of NPC'ing Efreat, he'll follow whatever course of action you state (at least until Efreat comes back).

As Hazreem and Efreat hover above the razor edge at the end of the world, you look out and see nothing but blackness in one direction and nothing but water in the other, though your vision is obscured by a black mist and thick fog. Below you, the ship fades out of sight as it disappears in the darkness and mist. "Do we go after them?" says Efreat in a panic to the swirling mass of air he has come to recognize as Hazreem. He seems at a loss for what to do as well...

Plummeting downwards, the ship being tumbling bow over stern as Pae, who is free to use his hands, carefully pulls a rope out of his pack. He bites down on it, the rope ends whipping around in the wind caused by the freefall, as he secures his pack and struggles to pull it onto his shoulders.

As Pae does this, Bahir loses his grip. He and Mah'ysa slide forcefully down the deck before pounding into ship edge, tumbling over. But Bahir manages to catch himself on the ship's edge, his feet dangling over the edge. Mah'ysa keeps her death grip on Bahir as she dangling with him.

Bahir damage from pounding into ship edge: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10
Mah'ysa damage from pounding into ship edge: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2

Daumari attempts to hold onto the mast pole, bracing himself from being thrown overboard. He holds on, but the deck is getting slippery from the waterfall spray.

Daumari Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Second round of falling - Bahir, make a Climb check to hold on to the edge DC20 or go flying away from the ship. Mah'ysa, make your same Acrobatics check to maintain your death grip. Daumari will need the same check again as well.

Pae: You'll be able to reach Bahir this round, but it depends on whether he holds on to determine if you can do anything to help him.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (17) + 17 = 34
Maintains her death grip.

Hazreem only nods helplessly. He points down towards the abyss and slowly heads down where he saw the ship plummet...

Hazreem will fly down into the abyss. His move is 60' but he will go only 60' per round (half speed). He also casts Light on his hand so Efreat won't lose sight of him.
While flying down, he keeps his eyes peeled for anything which might be lurking around.
Perception 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23

Climb check: 1d20 ⇒ 1 Bahir really has no hope of holding onto the ship. Yep, as I suspected, definitely flying away from the ship.

He'll channel positive energy after we take damage again this round to heal both Mah'ysa and himself. 4d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 6, 4) = 13

Unable to tell up from down Bahir spins away from the ship and off into the abyss with the clinging form of Mah'ysa. Focusing on the only thing that makes sense in the chaos around him he looks over at her fluttering form and feels fear well up, Dawnflower please help me save her... A wave of healing energy spreads out from him.

Even through the fear of falling, Mah'ysa is grateful for Bahir's channeled healing.
After taking the pummeling from the falling water, she takes a risk and clutches her holy symbol. Crying aloud to Sarenrae, she Channels a positive energy burst hoping it will heal Bahir from the deadly pounding he had taken on her behalf.
Channel: 4d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 6, 5) = 19 points healing.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Pae screams as the Paladin and Priestess fly free form the ship and vanish into the darkness..he stares for a moment then turns and makes his way back towards where he thinks the mast is .He will Tie Daumari to the mast when he gets there.

Bruised heavily but still moving, Mah'ysa leans over to Bahir and tries to feel his neck for a pulse.
"Bahir! BAHIR!" When he responds, Mah'ysa sits back with relief.
"Praise the dawn! You're alive. WE're alive! How could that be, we fell so far..."
She channels positive energy to heal them both for 4d6 ⇒ (3, 5, 6, 6) = 20 points of damage.
She looks up to try to see the others.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21