She drags the girl back to the others. Is she attracted to the water? Does she bear the kiss as well? Or is she just being a little s!!%?
She appears to be acting like a little kid and when you grab her she puts up a fuss...shrieking like a banshee as she kicks and basically plops down becoming dead weight. STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPP...Your Hurtin' MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE."
The canteen is out in the water a bit...12 feet or so, you'd see the top Astri before it sinks, but your bigger problem is the screaming child putting up the fit. What ever peace existed in the woods has been shattered.
Adriel and Thrasher's sensitive ears twitch and they each cringe.
Gry gets on his feet, the rope shackle is tight enough and he can do the prisoner shuffle. His hands are bound (I assume behind him) Unless you gag him he continues to mumle and rant about the end of Port Shaw and what not, nearly incoherently.
Astrianna grimaces as the kid starts throwing a fit. Just a little s~~+. Grrrrrr.
The bard sighs as she watches her canteen start to sink as it slowly fills with water, and decides to tackle the bigger problem. She briefly considers casting a Silence spell to shut her up immediately, but plays the long game instead.
The bard reaches into her haversack, pulling out the doll she found earlier in the house. She starts to play with it, making it dance. "Oh my look what I found just sitting around. What a pretty doll. But girls who cry and fuss don't get to have dolls, did you know that?"
She looks at Jessica appraisingly, lightly shaking the doll at her but keeping it out of her reach. "If you'll be a good girl, stop crying, and come along, I'll give you this pretty doll..."
As they work on getting the shark-man up and shambling out of the cabin, Bri cringes at the wailing going on. "Geez, what are you guys doing out there? Trying to see if there are anymore vegepygmys that want to attack us?"
Astrianna grimaces as the kid starts throwing a fit. Just a little s+#*. Grrrrrr.
The bard sighs as she watches her canteen start to sink as it slowly fills with water, and decides to tackle the bigger problem. She briefly considers casting a Silence spell to shut her up immediately, but plays the long game instead.
The bard reaches into her haversack, pulling out the doll she found earlier in the house. She starts to play with it, making it dance. "Oh my look what I found just sitting around. What a pretty doll. But girls who cry and fuss don't get to have dolls, did you know that?"
She looks at Jessica appraisingly, lightly shaking the doll at her but keeping it out of her reach. "If you'll be a good girl, stop crying, and come along, I'll give you this pretty doll..."
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"Gimme...MINE!" she giggles as she grabs at her doll, "Mrs. Carp....gimme Mrs. Carp."
Adriel leads the prisoner by his rope. Not happy with the child's wailing but trusting Astri to get her under control.
Astrianna grins as she gets the girl's attention. She holds up Mrs. Carp and does a little ventriloquism act, speaking to Jessica in a high-pitch voice without moving her lips. "Jessica, listen to Astri okay? She's, smart, pretty and can do anything!"
The bard laughs and makes a gesture towards herself before speaking in her normal voice. "Oh, Mrs. Carp, you flatter me! Would you like to go back to Jessica now that she's being a good girl?"
She resumes her ventriloquism. "Oh yes Astri, Jessica is being such a good girl right now, not crying or screaming. She's going to follow Chell now. I love Jessica thiiiis much!" Astrianna holds the doll's arms wide, giving her back to the little girl.
With the child hopefully under control, she returns to the group and gives her to Chell to look after. The bard takes point as they return to Thumb's Reach, Dancing Lights bobbing above her head. She gives a sigh of relief. I am never having children.
Bri looks on at Astri's act. What the hell is going on out here? This trip has been really weird.....
"Okay.....Well, let's get going and get back onto the ship now. okay?"
Bri looks on at Astri's act. What the hell is going on out here? This trip has been really weird.....
When Astri hands the girl over she smiles and nods at the bard. "That was well handled." She then takes the girls hand. "Come along Jessica, we're gonna go see your father. You want to hear a story on the way?"
Sorrin simply lets the menagerie unfold, keeping his own counsel.
The motley group retraces their steps back to the ship.
We cleared the trail on the way here, so hopefully there isn't anything to interfere with our trip back....
Adriel pulls the shark thing along with his blade in one hand leading and the other behind him dragging the rope, he tried to keep the pace uncomfortable for the bound creature, figuring the less rest he got the less likely he was to escape.
He held the charge in his blade hand.
If it did attack, he was in for a rude SHOCK.
You manage to make it back to the ship without further altercation. Aboard the ship the captain is regaling Relgin and Jenkie with a story. "If you're ready come aboard, tides going out."
Astrianna is feeling quite tired by the time they get back to the ship, sighing at the thought of the return journey. [ooc]300 gold wasn't enough for this job. I might sell some of these potions Zalen gave us...[/i]
"Let's get them all loaded up and head back to Father Zalen's. I want to get some sleep tonight." She yawns, looking about the dock.
Bri looks over at Jessica when responding to Astri. "I think once we get there we need to ask the good Father to have a long look at you know who. I still worry that even though she appears physically unharmed, something may have been done to her. I have no idea how to test to see if that fellows condition has been passed on to another and she seems rather off."
"Father Zalen is probably wondering what is taking me so long to arrive. I was supposed to be there hours ago." Aboard the ship Chell tries to keep Jessica occupied and out of everyone's way. She to has similar reservations about the child that Bri has. Her speech is sometimes cryptic and she acts like a child, well more than her age would indicate.
*Edit thanks for the reminder.
Astrianna nods in agreement. "There is an old Tulita man that may be able to help us. He's either legitimately crazy, or knows how to sniff out the Kiss. Unfortunately, he's currently locked up and sentenced to hang tomorrow, like everyone else we know. Fortunately, we're headed to the Fort anyway- I will try and convince the guards to allow us to see this old man with Gym in tow, see his reaction to test my theory."
Jenkie pushes off and hops in the small fishing sloop, it's a very tight gathering with Relgin, Chell, Gry, and Jessica. The ship is low in the water signaling that it is heavy and needs a bit more draft to make the channel.
'Raise sail one quarter." The captain mentions mindful to keep is voice down. "When we hit that market up to half sail, then full sail at the second channel marker."
Sorrin is helping crew the vessel.
Not wanting to deal with the girl, Bri spends her whole time of the trip staring at the shark-man in case he tries to dive overboard or something.
She will have tethered him to the mast by the rope around his neck. Bri does not want him freely roaming about and doesn't want him shut up below deck out of peoples sights.
Adriel tried to remain alert to the surronds as well as the prisoner, allowing himself a bit of relief now and again with Embrianna.
It was clear to all assembled the Magus took his job very seriously when he believed a genuine threat existed.
He made sure the shark man was kept directly in the center of the boat and had him remaining bound and laying down either on his belly or back, so that if he even attepmted to get up it would take some effort.
Sorrin, you seem a competent sailor. Make sure our friend's lanyard line in securely tied to the mast.
Astrianna collects her hip flask from the Captain, and won't be surprised to find it dry of rum. "Chell, could you fill this with water? As you know, I'm down a canteen."
Part 1
Astrianna occupies herself on the first part of the journey studying the scrolls she purchased earlier in the day, using her Wand of Read Magic to tease out the arcane secrets held within.
Part 2
Extremely tired by this point, the bard tries to stay awake by fixing her sleeve. She peels out of the top portion of her armor, taking off her shirt to leave her in a blouse. She takes out some thread and a needle from her sewing kit, enjoying the challenge of trying to mend the sleeve on the waves.
Chell will watch Jessica and keep her occupied for as long as possible. Everyone has their limits though. She will also try to coax more information out of her about what happened and who it was that ordered no one to harm her.
Doubt I will be able to help but:
At Astri: "I am sorry but I do not have that spell prepared for today. I can however help you with that tear." If she accepts, Chell uses Mending.
Astri when you pick up your hip flask you find that it has not been drunk. You swish it and the liquid sloshes around.
About half way back to Port Shaw, Thrasher would report back that he has seen two war canoes about a half mile off the port side, they appear to be going towards the land. Unless told to alter his course, Captain Donovan will press forward towards Port Shaw, he is careful plods along.
Jenkie would mention to Sorrin, in a hushed voice, "Captain didn't touch that flask." He has a proud grin on his face. "So, what kinda ship y'lookin' to get?"
First one that we can afford, work our way up. Find jobs that fit that particular ship and crew. You've seen what the harbormaster has. The Baron of the Tides, Thunderstrike, etc... You know anything about Captain Tomas Garell?
They got history? And thanks for the update.. Sorrin winks.
"Capt Garell got 'imself in nasty tangle fighting the Pirate Confederacy to d'east, lost lots of men but some say he's a damn hero fer getting hi's ship and remaining crew out of the that tussle. Others say he turned yellow and fled. His ship was badly damaged."
Adriel listens to the relayed message, Thrasher says there are to war canoes half a mile to port heading for land.
"War canoes? Huh, wonder what's up. Whatever it is, hopefully it won't matter for us. I also rather doubt someone is invading Port Shaw with only two canoes."
Sorrin chuckles, pleased with the winged scout. Adriel, I suggest we stay the course lest we get in a bad... tangle, as they say. To many variables, and we've got precious cargo. Let's finish what we started. But, Tulita then?
Captain... Where are we now? Where would those canoes land?
Sorrin, you seem a competent sailor. Make sure our friend's lanyard line in securely tied to the mast.
Sorrin did mot ignore Adriel, and did as suggested.
"A stretch of beach about south of Port Shaw, could be smugglers, could be Tulita, or even fisherman. Don't know from this range. Aint keen on finding out either...just hoping they weren't launched off a lager ship or three further out in the bay." He scans the horizon, "the night is our friend right now."
Agreed, Captain.
I can't help but notice how effortless you make handling a ship... seem. Yourself and Jenkie, you busy the next few days?
Astrianna is a little surprised when the flask is still full of rum, and simply shrugs her shoulders. She opens the cap and takes a drink, licking her lips.
The bard looks at Chell strangely. "A priestess of Quell that cannot create water...? Have you been on land for a while?" She declines the offer to turn the rum into water, not wanting to waste perfectly good alcohol. But she does accept the mending spell. "That will be much easier than trying to sew the thing up on while the ship is rocking around, thank you. Magic always does a better job of fixing clothes anyway, doesn't leave any stitching."
She frowns at the mention of the war canoes. "Anyone out this late at night is probably thinking the same thing, Captain. The night is their friend in their endeavors. As much as I would enjoy satisfying my curiosity I would rather get back to port and a dry bed soon."
"Its not that I cannot, its that we choose not to. There is water all around you. I do not need to create more. I can take the sea water and make it fresh or that rum and make it water. Most pirates look at me funny when I say that though. But the spell functions on food too."
Astrianna seems to comprehend quickly, nodding her head. "Ah. You purify it. I have always found water and food prepared in such a way to taste strange. It's as if it removes all of the impurities from the substance, whether good or bad." She sighs, taking another swig from the flask before handing it over to the priest.
"It pains me, but go ahead and turn the rest to water. I've had enough to drink today anyway, and won't have any trouble falling asleep tonight.
Sorrin tries to place himself, as best he can between Astrianna and Captain Donovan. Jenkie is close enough to see the cold anger in the man's eyes.
You can at least respect a man's decision, without taunting him my snacking your lips like a child. If no respect for others, at least some self-respect. A man's life is not a game, Astrianna.
"That's the point."
When Astri hands over the flask: "Then I will remove the temptation," she says taking the flask and turning the rum to water. "I never understood sailors' fascination with alcohol on the open water. Navigating a ship sober is difficult enough without dulling the mind with rum."
"Sailoring is long, mundane, and tedious work most days. Not much to keep you busy...most ships frown upon the opposite gender fornicating, so drinking and your hand is all most sailors have to numb the day's rut." The Captain states blandly without emotion. "Besides death is always lurking....never know when something in the deep w ill snatch a life."
"Sailor's are truly the most unimaginative lot," Chell says rolling her eyes. "Then again I guess I was just lucky with my first ship." She seems to get a wistful look in her eye as she peers around the ship, as if making a comparison.
The bard gives an exasperated sigh at Sorrin, rolling her head around to look at him dryly. "Sorrin, the pole stuck up your ass is long enough to be used as the ship's rudder. I'm too tired to fight with you right now. Lay off."
She takes her flask back from Chell and downs the water within, quenching her thirst. She gestures to the Captain. "Exactly, Captain. I don't know what ship you were on Chell, but the ocean is the ocean, and treats every ship the same. A piece of sawdust in a body of water the size we can't begin to comprehend."
Bri rolls her own at eyes at Chell. "Give yourself a few more years of experience at sea before making such statements or insults. I have met quite a few sailors who were incredibly imaginative and full of rather hard to believe stories."
Astrianna laughs at Embri's comment. "I still need to talk to Thalios Dondrel. I assume that's one you were referring to... That man has stories even I have a hard time believing to be true."
She leans back against the side of the ship. "I want to see what he knows about Falken's lost cargo. Could make some serious money if we can find his grounded ship and bring those goods back to Shaw."
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Bri snickers loudly. "What a marvelous idea you have spawned Astri. We shall leave Chell in his company for a while and see what that does to her attitude about us poor sailors."
'Though on a more serious note, i too am rather curious about the cargo of that lost ship."