Round One Results
Reck darts through the water toward his target. His teeth latch onto the beast and it's shell cracks under his jaw's power.
Durvin's song inspires everyone, but the crabs underwater are looking at him with sour expressions.
Beastie north is extremely annoyed at Reck and counter attacks with sharp pincers. However, Reck is too nimble, even in the water.
The second one makes for Durvin and his racist song. He things Isabella is no real threat until her fist comes barreling through the water. He snaps at her, grazing her arm as it comes in. Isabella's blow connects hard, nearly removing his left claw arm. Her blow connects exactly where the shell splits to form a joint, and it Hurts. However, he still has some fight in him. He engages Isabella, both claws snapping at her in rapid succession. The first misses, but it's a setup for the second which leaves a nasty cut on her other arm.
Round 2 start.
Noro, suddenly discovering her skill (probably due to real danger now). swims to assist an injured Isabella.
upon reaching her Noro dives down to her to try and remove the creature's grip on her.
Sarenth swims out with the rest, although doesn't have any luck with catching crabs before the creatures show up. As one attempts to attack Reck, he attempts to cast a spell to drive it off.
Reck summons a bit of innate magic to lend strength to his blows, still inspired by Durvin's catchy tune even though the roaring surf kept him from hearing the song's continuation. Watching the monster's movements closely, Reck attempts to divine the creature's next move. Unfortunately, the rigors of casting underwater and defensively prove too much and his spell fizzles.
s##~. At least I can still fight!
Angrily, Reck lays into the monster with tooth and claw.
The northern monster bears a devastating assault. First it gets acid in the eye, then a monster born of the hells descends on it and starts ripping it to shreads. As it dies, it lashes out once more, trying to harm its killers. One strike misses, but the other finds vengeful contact as the monster passes to the afterlife.
That's what I get for not wearing my armor!
Because you failed, I need you to make 4 more DC 13 saves. Once you save, the poison is done. I'll list the str damages you'll take if you fail all the saves. The damage occurs 1/rd.
As Durvin's crabbing song continues, he swims a little closer to the larger part of the group as a whole, and tries to help any of the other swimmers as needed. He glides through the water to a spot where he can offer the most support, but sadly the weight of the one he helps is a little more than he had expected
Sarenth will continue to swim, aiming another gob of acid at the second creature.
Isabella grimaces as the first claw blow stings more than it should.
"Nasty snapper. Hafta make sure they boil you slow."
Not excited at the prospect of bringing back more scars than crabs, Isabella attempts to finish crushing the creature's defenses, but the slight drain of her strength and the water's resistance slow her next punch too much to leave much effect.
The crab thing snaps at Isabella's hand as it leisurely floats by him, but the arm he uses is perilously wounded, so his strike goes wide as well. The counter-attack is better controlled, however, and Isabella takes yet another gash.
Just then, and just in time, Sarenth's acid streaks by Isabella's chin and impacts all up in the crabs face. It twitches and gurgles, then tries desperately to get the burning magic off his face before floating over into his back. Not dead, but very down for the count.
"Wait. Get back from it. We saw the other one thrash when it died. This one may do the same." Once people have moved off from it, Sarenth will lob gobbets of acid at it until it does it dies.
Belle gasps at the deep pinch and the resulting chunk of missing flesh, grimacing and clutching at her oozing wound even as the streak of acid flies by and finishes the job. "Bloody--bugger--bastard--tear those claws off meselfrrghhh!"
Noro continues to flail in the water.
Noro seems adamant to catch the required crabs even if it takes all blasted day. She even refuses to accept a reefclaw as her catch.
Durvin casually swims over to Isabella to check on how she's doing after the things attacked. He looks over her injuries, "Are you okay, let me see those. Oh, that was intense, I'll see what I can do about these cuts."
Having finished off his opponent, Reck whirls around to confront the other critter. He scowls at the gravely wounded Isabella, but his fears are dismissed when Durvin produces healing magic.
I didn't know he could do that. Useful little guy.
Seeing the danger over, Reck examines his wound.
painful, but not too deep. It'll heal soon enough. Feel kind of weak, not enough blood loss to cause that. Probably venomous. Not getting worse, it's probably ok.
Satisfied, Reck treads water and addresses the group:
"I killed this, so th' right o' th' kill belongs t'me. I'm gonna cook it up and eat it. If'n you want t'give th' other t'Arrigan, that's your choice. I'm going t'fill these pots up and 'ead back. "
Reck then resumes diving for crabs.
Noro continues to flail around in the water either every crab she goes after manages to get away or she flails about like a fish out of water.
You can tell she is getting more and more aggrevated with each attempt.
Finally after numerous attempts she surfaces triumphantly with a single crab.
As she goes to put it into her bucket it manages to bite her and in a fit of rage she rips it apart and tosses in back into the water.
She continues to shrug off any help seemingly determined to do this task.
Sarenth will cast touch of the sea on himself, then starts hunting for crabs on the bottom. After a few dives, he manages to bring back 3. "How many more do we need?"
Belle takes a deep breath as the gashes close and the pain subsides; as the blood washes away, a quick check of the wounded flesh reveals barely a scratch remaining.
"Think I owe you and Sarenth both a drink. Let's finish here and get command off our backs for the day...hopefully."
After her encounter, Isabella decides she's not going anywhere without having caught at least one crab herself.
"Think the cap'n will take one o' these...lobster...eel...things in place of a few crabs? Might fill a pot with just one of these..."
Wait a tick...four pots of crabs? That's enough to feed a few men at least...
It takes youall a while, but you do manage to fill the pots. When you get them back and haul them up on deck, Plugg is waiting with an impatient look.
Enjoyed ourselves, eh? Took ya long enough! He spots the Reefclaw almost immidiately and sighs into a scowl. Cap'n loves them things...
Apparently dismissed to your evening activities, youall begin to leave, but Plugg calls after you, Cap'n says to report to Grock for all yer crap back. He also said to give ya this if he found anythin special
He tosses a vial filled with a light golden liquid at youall which you are just barely able to catch.
Noro seems rather upset. she grabs a pot of crabs and heads below decks, not even looking back concerning the vial thing.
She grabs her rum ration and takes the crabs down to Owlbear.
got ya a gift she dumps the crabs in his barrel, then drinks her rum.
Pugg is busy hauling Reefclaw at the time and fails to notice Noro taking a pot
Below decks, Owlbear is extatic. He claps his great, muscular hands together in an irregular rhythm and grins from ear to ear before snatching a poor unfortunate crab-soul and devouring it live. Apparently Noro has officially made a BFF.
Sarenth snags the vial out of the air and holds it up to the light. "Not my forte. Either of you know?" He tosses the vial to either Reck or Durvin, whichever responds first. He then heads below to retrieve their gear from Grok, moving it belowdecks to where their hammocks are. He'll hand it out as people drop by.
Isabella's eyes light up at Plugg's newest instruction. Our possessions...they held onto them? Surprised they didn't divvy them out or hoard them for the command crew...not that I'll be the one to balk.
She then follows Sarenth below, eager to feel the proper weight of her weapons again.
"Imagine that, eh Sarenth? All the sweet-talk and deck-swabbing and all we had to do was catch a few crabs. Imagine what they'll give us if we catch something bigger, eh?"
As the equipment is retrieved, Belle checks her cutlass for nicks and grime, ensuring it's been carefully cleaned, and she then takes a moment to savor her reunion with her twin lashes. She tests each one, smiling with pure satisfaction at the healthy snap they produce before looping them back to her belt.
"Welcome home, boys."
Reck doesn't care about the potion and heads off to the galley with his kill slung over his shoulder. Helping himself to a pot, knives, and a generous ladle of grease from the stove. Thinking cheerful thoughts of brutality and dismemberment, Reck cracks the reefclaw meat out and roasts it. Sucking a greasy claw, Reck flavors the critter to perfection with Presdigitation and portions it out three ways.
His first stop is the Quartermaster's shop, where he shoulders the door open and swaggers in. Reck slides a bowl of reefclaw au jus across the counter at Grok and cocks an eyebrow at her.
After concluding his business, Reck heads to the crew quarters with the other two bowls, drawing his rum ration along the way. He settles down at a mess table, setting the bowls down, kicking a chair against the bulkhead, and lounges in it. Reck sips his rum and picks bits of reefclaw shell out of his teeth and waits for Noro to show up, whereupon he nods her over. Anybody else who looks too hard at the food gets a hard stare full of violent promises.
After delivering her gift to Owlbear Noro smiles at the big lug and heads back up to the crew area.
she takes a seat to have her dinner.
"Yer awful moody for a warrior that tasted battle today," muses Reck. "Breaks th' monotony o' scrubbing th' deck and pumping th' bilge, yeah? Cheer up! That fish-thing there would 'ave done th' same t' you. Nothing sweeter than th' flesh o' something that's tried t' eat you."
Reck crunches a leg between his molars, sucks the meat out, and spits the remaining carapace at the next table over with a guffaw.
Noro glares at Reck. You tashted battle, I tashted saltwater. Gods be damned, You would think I've never sheen the water before!
Noro is rather upset at her lack of ability in the water. leaving everyone else to handle things.
You wouldn't undershtand anyway she tells him as she grabs some crab and goes topside for some fresh air.
Durvin throws his hands up in frustration as Reck decides to invite himself into the galley and just grab at things, "Hey, you had your chance to be the cook's mate, and the job was given to me. If you want something cooked, you can ask, and I would gladly do it for you."
Noro stops in her tracks looks back at Reck.
On deck, 5 minutes! she orders Reck and heads topside.
Once up there she finishes her crab, tossing the shells overboard.
waiting for Reck.
Once he's there. before he can even speak Noro decks him across the jaw with an elbow smash.
The shecret ish in here she points to her stomach area. All of your energy ish shtored here. with concentration and practishe you can learn to focush that energy to varioush partsh of the body. allowing you to deliver powerful blows.
ouch. Wasn't expecting her to get right to it.
Reck shakes his head to clear the stars away and grins evilly at Noro. He drops into a fighting stance and starts sparring with Noro.
"Never 'ad much faith in my belly," Reck comments. "Your belly will cry from 'unger long before your 'ead knows you do. Your belly will knot with fear when facing a beast your 'ead knows 'ow t'kill. "
Reck's punches are well-aimed, and decently powerful, but every time he swings Noro can see an opening - an opportunity for a counterstrike. Reck fakes a left jab and commits to a sudden uppercut, only to be rocked back on his heels by Noro's swift stop-punch.
"Gozreh's balls, " Reck swears. "You fight like an orc!"
After handing out gear to those who come to grab it, Sarenth returns to the main deck to contemplate the potion. When Noro and Reck come up and begin to fight, Sarenth turns to the nearest crew member they haven't yet befriended and says, "A silver on the Iron Maiden to outfight the Orc." He pulls out a coin and starts to dance it across his fingers.
ouch. Wasn't expecting her to get right to it.
Reck shakes his head to clear the stars away and grins evilly at Noro. He drops into a fighting stance and starts sparring with Noro.
"Never 'ad much faith in my belly," Reck comments. "Your belly will cry from 'unger long before your 'ead knows you do. Your belly will knot with fear when facing a beast your 'ead knows 'ow t'kill. "
Reck's punches are well-aimed, and decently powerful, but every time he swings Noro can see an opening - an opportunity for a counterstrike. Reck fakes a left jab and commits to a sudden uppercut, only to be rocked back on his heels by Noro's swift stop-punch.
"Gozreh's balls, " Reck swears. "You fight like an orc!"
Noro manages to keep the upper hand for several rounds but her timing is off and Reck nails her in the kidney knocking her to the deck.
Lying there in what looks like serious pain she rolls onto her back holding her side.
She, You already learned to channel shome of that energy. she says with a little chuckle.
As Reck goes to help her up Noro suprises him with leg sweep sending Reck to the deck and Noro jumps on top to pin him down.
noro leans in close
fight like an orc? she takes a wiff well at least I don't smell like one she laughs as she get up. and offering a hand to help Reck back up.