Clearly disappointed as the older man translate, White Tusk gestures to the others and they leave you heading further south.
At least they didn't cause any trouble.
"And we know what they want, should we meet them again in the future, that may prove of use," Randu muses aloud
Your voyage continues north. On one of the nights a sudden cold snap set in and to shelter you from the cold the crew lights a few torches.
A small creature, an ice mephit, closes in and lands in the top of the mast.
Strange weather. Not sure it should be this cold this time of year. What do you think Randu?
Randu has slipped into his cold weather outfit. At Drogan's question, he looks about, "I am not as familiar with this area but it does seem a bit much."
Chanting in a most peculiar language can suddenly be heard from the mast above you and temperature drops, it is as if Erdoins weapon begins to swallow all heat. The chanting is then dwarfed by the wood of the ship as 4 small creatures of living ice board.
Intiative:
Erodin 21
Drogan 19
Randu 6
Monsters 6
Chanting? Is there something there.
Drogan takes a quick look around
Ice creatures... Perfect.
Drogan cast produce flame before walking up to one of the creatures and touching it.
Randu: draws his blade and takes on one of the small creatures.
Drogan looks up and spots the creature.
Is this your doing. Why do you attack us. You are outmatched here. What is a creature with your abilities doing out here anyways. Call off your creatures and speak with us.
The chill of the metal must be affecting Erodin's aim as the attack is way to high. The warm touch of Drogans flame melts the creature immediately leaving a puddle of water on the deck. The creature in the mast smiles and ignore your words. Randu's blade is warmer and thus perhaps easier to aim and his strike cleaves a large block of ice of one of the elementals. The remaining three slams heavy fists of ice into you but your armour protects you very well. Displeased with the actions of his servants the little creature atop the mast once again chants this time 3 arrowheads of pure force flies and digs into Drogan.
Round 2 begin
Zull get that creature down here.
Drogan steps to another of the creatures and touches it with flame as well.
Zull flies up invisible and offers the creature a suggestion.
Stop attacking and come down to the deck to talk we are friends here we could use a creature with your talent.
Suggestion DC 15 will save. If request is reasonable it could be a DC 16 or 17 up to DM.
The magic infused word fly from your mouth up the mast to the creature, but while they are heard they somehow doesn't have the intended effect.
The flame claims another victim and more water splashes to the deck at Drogan's feet. Erodin blade continues to drain the vital warmth from him biting into his hands. The mighty swing is however unaffected and shatters the ice-elemental in front of him, continuing finding nothing but empty air.
Randu wordlessly attacks the next ice elemental he can
Randu's weapon strikes the ice creature heavily and a number of serious crack appears and the creature barely continues to stand. It tries to attack Randu but is unable to stretch with the injuries. The one atop the mast draws in a deep breath and exhales a dark cloud with glittering ice crystals. Zull is caught in it and the crystals rip and tear in his infernal flesh causing numerous small bleedings, something else in the cloud causes a new feeling, sickened
Randu continues to press his attack on the one he wounded so early.
Get out of there Zull. Last chance creature. You must of attacked to cause us inconvenience. You can't win, so why not talk.
Drogan holds the small fire ball back as if threatening to throw it. Zull vanishes again flying off.
The creature looks to the deck where all its companions lie shattered now slowly melting. Without a word it takes to flight and leaves as sudden as it appeared.
Drogan looks to Randu and Erodin.
Do you wixh I try and stop it or let it go.
He starts to chant some divine words and waits to here from his companions.
"Stop it, it maybe reporting to an enemy" Randu says
Very well
Once the creature takes flight Droagan finishes his chant forbiding the creature to moveing/flying so that it drops to the deck.
DC 15 will save.
Drogan's magic lashes forth trying to bind the creature's capacity but mind is stronger than magic this time and it continues to put distance between you and itself.
Most I can do now is throw this flame at it.
with some sort of last ditch effor Drogan throws the flame in hand out at the creature.
Fire
The flame sails over the midnight black sea and finds it mark. The creature cries out in pain but continues if flight, trying to increase the distance between it and you.
Strange creature. Not sure what its motives may have been. Could have just been board and lives somewhere out here I suppose. I don't know anyone that knows of our little trip that could have sent it or found us, so I wouldn't put too much worry in it reporting to someone. We should get some rest now.
With that Drogan takes his leave for the night.
Randu fires a arrow hoping to get it before it can flee, but knowing the odds are slim
The arrow flies into the dark night sky and disappears from view. No sound is heard, it properly missed its intended target. Just as you prepare to turn in for the night the Odenkirk approaches you. "You bring bad luck," he states, continuing: "We should soon reach our destination and I will be glad to part ways with you."
You mean we reach our first stop captain. After we deliver the cargo you are to take us back to the watch wall. Have you forgotten the deal. Asmodeus does not tolerate those that break contracts.
"Bad luck ? If we were bad luck, our hunt wouldn't have gone better than yours captain. Stop looking for excuses for your fear."
"Harsh words," Odenkirk mumbles clearly fighting with his temper. "I am a man of mine and will hold our agreement true." he states before turning his back to you and moving towards his men, ordering them to keep watch.
The next day you continue your journey, the weather is much colder now and the odd sheet of ice can bes seen floating in the sea besides you. Odenkrik grows tense and more and more focussed. The ice begins to concentrate as you approach a river emptying itself into the sea. Now the captain is fully focused on his task and you see why Thorn chose him. The heavily laden Frosthammer is expertly guided through the dangerous jagged ice as Odenkrik shouts his commands in norspik to the sailors while he himself is at the helm. This takes several hours before, he relinquishes the helm and you begin your passage up the river Taiga.
Give the man credit, he knows his work. I suspect he'll betray us soon.
Perhaps Randu, but such an action would cost him his soul, but such a man may not put much weight on that matter. Let us stay focused on our task at hand and be ready for anything.