Sargas takes to the water while chell and the others begin to row out to sea.
"Well, the cargo hold might be on the bottom of the sea by now, but we can grab whatever is still floating. That includes any sailors who survived both the sinking and the sharks."
"I'll just be giving the directions this time and let someone else sail. Depending on what we see, I might have to fly back out quickly, so best to just go ahead and have someone else do it for now."
As soon as he'd said it, he had thought of Astrianna. An uncharacteristically sardonic smile curls the corner of his mouth. Fleeting.
Later... Sorrin accepted the scimitar and ring, they'd come in handy until they were sold or someone else claimed them.
Saegen, Tao... what can we do for you? He begins to organize things, so that everyone is ready to move when the time comes.
Saegen is sitting by a tree with Tao hooting at him form his left shoulder. "I seem to have it ...under control, for now. Not sure how long that will last. We could stay here,..." he motions to the lighthouse, "...I could get that going again." He shrugs, "don't know if you'd want to risk putting me on that ship of yours with those sailors." He shutters for control. "though it'd be nice to have a cure...if one's available."
Yep, it’s true. Technically Saegen is completely immune to all diseases, including lycanthropy and fel lycanthropy. From a metagame perspective, sometimes the “power of cool” overrides the “power of rules,” and we think this is one of those moments. A lycanthrope with levels of monk? Too cool.
If a rules lawyer at your table insists this can’t possibly happen, you can point out that Dalang is the Chosen of Dajobas and channels the power of a god. As such, if Dajobas wants a monk to be infected with lycanthropy, then it happens. Justify this with a Divine Salient Ability.
[spoiler=Chell]You can see Sargas coming up - about 100 feet in front of you - he is approaching debris and floating object in the water. What is more concerning is off the port side abut half a mile away are several fins circling several objects that you believe are bodies or people in theh water. Between Sargas and the grouping of fins you see several casts and crates floating in the water.
Bri makes sure the ship is ready to sail then takes off to head back to the jolly and the new manta man. As you fly you get a birdeye view of the debris field. You start to notice some timbers closer to the shoreline, then you pass the serpent head and the shadow of a sunken ship. As you approach jolly being rowed by Sorrin and Chell. Astri is barking out some orders from tiller. You start to see crates and barrels drifting, there are a few bloated bodies and you see scavenger fish feasting.
Chell surfaces and calls out to Embrianna flying above. "Bri. Port side. Can you see if anyone is alive over there?" Chell will slow down to in case Bri sees something. She is not hopeful but miracles can happen.
Given Bri's height she is aboel to get a good view of the area but the smoky haze still cuts off some of the range.
"I think I can see a small group of people clustered together, but they're over there where the smokey haze is worst. I think I can also see several shark fins circling too."
Sargas swims in a large, lazy circle, the voluminous folds of his manta form undulating as he glides through the water but a few yards beneath the heaving surface. He slows as he inspects shattered planks and torn sail fabric, occasionally diving down to follow lines of rope as they descend into the depths, only to rise back up and resume his search. When he finds the dead body, he comes in close, not sure if he really wants to know the body's identity, but then he drifts back out, his hope of finding any survivors plummeting.
Astrianna s frowning through the whole affair, upset at seeing the Mother's Blessing in so many smoking pieces.
The bard points towards where Bri is indicating. "Let's go! Hopefully they're weresharks and we can keep cleaning this island of cultists."
"Awful brave up in the boat. Which reminds me, come here for a second." Though it sounded like a set up, Chell swims over to the edge of the boat and holds out a hand, obviously intending them to grab hold. When they do, she channels divine energy through to them. Once again, the odd-feeling gills sprout on their neck. "Just in case." She then swims back to the front and begins pulling them towards the fins in the distance.
Chell leading the way with Bri flying scout the group continues enter the hazy surroundings. True to form there are sharks in the distance and Bri can count 5 sets of dorsal fins, circling and then swiftly darting in for a bite.
Meanwhile Sargas loops underwater sensing something else is at work.
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You also feel the presence of unholy divine magic...not like Dajobas, this is different dare you think worse.
Sargas grunts at the sight of his beleaguered shipmates and cuts a sharp turn in the azure waters to begin moving as quickly as he can in their direction, greatsword held loosely in both hands and trailing in his wake.
Sargas double times it towards his crewman while the others row quickly.
A not so subtle chill runs up Chell's spin as she witnesses the feeding frenzy. Something was happening over there. Something evil.
She stops pulling the boat, knowing full well she couldn't help stop whatever was going on over there by herself. She swims over to the others. "Ah...we might have to wait for the ship. There is a group of Sahuagin over there, and sharks...and something else. Like a darkness deeper then lowest depths of the ocean. Whatever it is, I don't want to fight it in a rowboat." She then looks around as if forgetting something. "Where's mister Hawke?"
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Astrianna purses her lips. "We can handle a bunch of sea geckos. The longer we wait the more danger those crew on are in. I say we go now."
"Trust me, I know that," she says looking over at the doomed sailors. "But something's not right. I can feel it. It's not Dalang. It's not even Dajobas. It's...worse."
Sargas puts on an extra burst of speed, confident that he can fend off a few paltry sharks, and leaves a V-shaped wake in the surface above him as he does so.
Bri will fly right over the sharks and whenever she gets close enough, she will start putting them to sleep.
Gotta put some of these sharks to sleep before they chomp down on the survivors...
Initiative Order:
Sargas
Sorrin
Chell
Bri
Sharks
sahaugin
Astri
I need to put a quick map together.
Bri is sleeping a shark as mentioned above. :)
Sargas swoops in on the closest shark, moving as swiftly as he can to strike at its rear before it realizes he's upon it.
/2 = 15
Sargas slashes the shark and it begins to bleed out.
Round 1
Astrianna watches as Sargas and Embrianna take off to help the survivors. "Seems you've been outvoted, Chell. Onward! No one has ever become a hero by dying of old age." She points her hand forward dramatically, standing at the stern with one leg raised. It's clear she has absolutely no intention of rowing.
The bard draws her fancy new bow and begins an inspiring tune.
The water parted around Chell as she moved forward as if she herself was a ship. It was an encouraging feeling seeing as she didn't have nearly as much protection. But she attempted to remedy that but drawing forward her shield and adding another layer of protection. The second was divine and she had a feeling it was going to be necessary. Quell vs whatever dwelled below.
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Sorrin rows, trying to ram a shark!
sargas slashes on great white shark and it is bleeding profusely , but it is still alive and attacking. Meanwhile Bri tries to sleep one.
The sharks react with dangerous precision as four sharks circle and converge on Sargas, the converge on the manta-man.
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A pool of blood flows around the manta-man.