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James moves into melee with the captain and launches a mighty swing, imbedding his sword into the zombie before the captain can dodge. The captain looks at him incredulously, confusion and pain in his eyes. Scurvy knave! You have earned my ire sir! he rasps.
Ambroze grins his thanks to Chi, and then scrambles up onto the upper level. He studies the remaining undead, wracking his brain to remember any knowledge he may have regarding such supernaturally quickly moving zombies in the hopes that he may know something that will help his friends
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Round 2 Initiative-
Captain Strashgarth- 19
Savarend- 18
Tun'ada- 12
Zombies- 8
Chi- 7
Ambroze- 7
James- 7
Gwenyth- 7
Retaliating against the Shoanti tribesman, Captain Strashgarth unleashes a furious assault at supernatural speed. Its almost like watching two elemental forces; with Strashgarth representing destructive fire and James representing enduring earth, taking a large amount of damage but remaining standing, managing to avoid one of the blows. His fury somewhat spent, the captain moves in to flank Tun'ada with the other zombie.
Miss
Hit
Hit
Tun'ada steps out of the flank, and strikes at the captain with his blade.
Attack:
Damage:
Shrugging off damage that kill any ordinary man, James eyes narrow as he focusses his fury upon the source of the attacks.
Tun'ada makes a fairly average swing with his weapon, but with Gwenyth's blessing and a choice piece of advice about sticking the sword in the hole in his chest, Tun'ada barely manages to penetrate the undead's natural armour, slaying the captain with his blow.
Following its master's lead, the other zombie shifts his position and savagely attacks James, slamming both of its fists into the barbarian's face.
Hit
Hit
Miss
In retaliation, James cuts the undead in half with a mighty swing.
The other zombie makes a vicious assault on Savarend, a nasty right hook slamming the Dwarf down onto the deck hard.
Hit
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Miss
Hit
Savarend strikes the zombie and wounds it with a well placed blow, but is battered down to the deck in turn, bleeding out from his wounds.
Gwen drops her morningstar and shield, rushing to Savarend's side.
Jeg mistet en dverg allerede denne uken, jeg er ikke miste en til!
Seeing a opportunity to flank the captain and maybe get a cheap shot at him, Chi rushes waving her little sickle behind the captain as he looks to engage James and Tun'ada, using Tun'ada to flank the dreaded undead.
Ambroze moves into a flanking position with Chi against the last zombie, leaning forward and slicing his short shord perfectly across the beast's face, cutting deep into both lifeless eyes with a precise and vicious blow.
Moments later, Chi ends the fight with another gut-wrenching sickle blow, and Savarend is healed back to conciousness. The battle for the Bearded Harpy is over, and the ship is yours to explore should you wish to... The captains cutlasslies unused upon the ground if anyone wants to take it (its a masterwork quality scimitar).
Perception:
James gathers up any loot the group find as usual.
Between the groups skilled search of the boat , Savarend and the others manage to find a hidden compartment in an otherwise wrecked storage room off the side. Inside, a simple unadorned metal box lies, with no visible lock or opening mechanism. The box is small, only about eight inches by six inches.
How heavy is it, Sav?
The metal is incredibly dense and heavy. Savarend, you think you can hear a very, very faint rattling inside, but it seems whatevers in there is very compact.
Chi excitedly looks at Saverand shaking the box and squirms inside. "Um, Ishorou explained to me that boxes such as tha you have found, can contain deadly traps. Well have you never heard of traps, well I suppose it would have gone off by now, you are very lucky Savarend. I hope you haven't broken any delicate opening mechanisms, they can be very sensitive to violent movements. Oh, I hope you haven't broken it! Let's get on to the next boat, we don't have all day to spend on this wreck." Chi turns away, stamping her foot with a little annoyance and petulantly, but not looking at anyone she lowers her eyes so no-one can see through to the window of her soul. She doesn't want to she her emotions to her friends, in case they are disappointed with her. She quickly leaves the wreck, and waits on the sand for everyone to collect the treasures and leave.
James is sat on the deck breathing heavily, horrible slashing lacerations covering his body where the scimitar has dug into his flesh.
"Actually I'd like a moment if that's alright Chi," he grunts, obviously in pain, but suppressing it, "in fact I might have to call it a day..."
Tun'ada nods in agreement with James's assessment of the situation.
"I'm not in much better shape than James...I think we might be done for today."
You silly lunkheads, you know I can heal you. Unless the Gods have abandoned me, that is, which I don't sense that they have. All you have to do is ask! No more innuendo nonsense! Gwen slips a sly wink at the two "lunkheads", and begins to radiate positive energy.
Is everybody OK, now? I'm pretty much done for the day, but unless I miss my guess, you should be feeling fairly close to fine, now. Gwen seems pale and a little tired when she gets up, but none worse for the wear.
Chi follows behind a little sullenly muttering to herself, "What's that dwarf gonna do with that box? Bet he can't open it though." as she chuckles to herself.
James looks a lot better, but some of the deeper bruises stubbornly refuse to heal, apparently the Shoanti took a significant amount of abuse.
"That's much better Gwen, I'm sure Jask can help me a little with the rest when we get back to camp. Here, let's head home."
A short time later the group arrive back at the camp. It seems that everyone but Sasha is gathered around Aerys, who appears to be dealing cards. Gold coins are being gambled back and forth between them and they seem to be playing Golem. As you arrive you can hear them discussing their plans should they ever get off this island.
Personally, I hope we find something worth discovering on this island while we're here. I'm hardly in the Pathfinder's good graces, but all will be forgiven shoold I make another discovery... What about you Aerys? Surely now your sobering up you are ill suited to a life of piracy?.. Gelik asks.
I plan to take ownership of my ship and publish my works. Beyond that I am not sure. I'll take whatever paying work I can get...
"Hello everyone!" James greets the rest of castaways with a smile, "we ended up heading back early after some business with an undead crew on one of the wrecks. Gelik, if you don't mind my asking, what exactly is your position with the Pathfinders?"
Let's give Chi some time with the box, shall we? She's spent a considerable amount of time practicing opening things lately, maybe it will come in handy, eh?
Ishorou, I thought you might be interested to know that your pupil performed quite admirably in our encounter with the restless dead this morning. You really should ask her about it...
"Hello everyone!" James greets the rest of castaways with a smile, "we ended up heading back early after some business with an undead crew on one of the wrecks. Gelik, if you don't mind my asking, what exactly is your position with the Pathfinders?"
I AM a Pathfinder boy! Gelik says indignantly. There was a mix up with an artifact that I recently sold on behalf of the organisation that... Well, the artifact turned out to be a fake, so lets just say i'm a full Pathfinder, but currently out of favour... Will any of you be joining out game of Golem?
Ishorou, I thought you might be interested to know that your pupil performed quite admirably in our encounter with the restless dead this morning. You really should ask her about it...
Hmm? Ishorou looks up from the game, clearly he was concentrating intensely on it. Ah yes, did you perhaps open a lock for the group little one?
"Sure," James answers with a shrug, "I could use a break. So... what was this mix up then?"
Let's give Chi some time with the box, shall we? She's spent a considerable amount of time practicing opening things lately, maybe it will come in handy, eh?
Chi's open wide atthe box, she carefully studies it, noting any differences in the colouring and lines of the outside, its shapes and shadows. "Without stopping, it would be impractical to unlock this, let me take a look when we get back into the camp. You can hold onto it now, but if I may when we return?"
Hmm? Ishorou looks up from the game, clearly he was concentrating intensely on it. Ah yes, did you perhaps open a lock for the group little one?
Chi brings her eyes up from looking at the floor, her shoulder straighten as she raises herself to her full height. She breathes in a deep breath and beams a smile at Isorou. "No it wasn't that, but when you taught me about how human bodies have those places of weakness, where if you hit them hard even the mighty fall. Not that I am like you and can find the spots so easily, but my little flower picker, proved more deadly against the undead than I could ever hoped to imagine. I am indebted to your teachings."
Unable to determine if there is magic holding the box together, she first searches for any thing that might look like it could be a trap device. Then not finding any, she hands the box to Gwen, "Gwen, I can't tell if there's magic in this box, or even if its magic keeping the box locked, can you help?"
Taking back the box from Gwen, Chi carefully takes her time to find the secrets to unlock the box.
Gwen chuckles gently when she is approached by Chi.
Alas, my friend, I have not the knack for such things. Ambroze, though, our emminent scholar and colleague, could likely tell you in an instant if the box is, in fact, magical.
She grins at the gnome seated across the camp, and lowers her voice.
He'll likely then go on to tell you the alloy used in the creation of the metal, it's history, the regions in which such metals are created and shaped into boxes like this, the history of the peoples of those regions, the various bloodlines of the noble families of those peoples, and then tell you he doesn't know how to open it!
The youngster giggles furiously at the thought of Ambroze doing these very things.
"Sure," James answers with a shrug, "I could use a break. So... what was this mix up then?"
We're taking wagers of up to ten gold pieces James. Gelik says as Aerys deals you in. Well... I may have accidently mistaked a vase of Chelixian origin and mistook it for Azlanti work... Even one such as I makes mistakes from time to time...
Chi, you turn the box over and over but you cannot find any sign of an opening mechanism, or even any indication that the box is meant to be opened. Ambroze feel free to make any knowledge rolls you feel are appropiate, please include a Spellcraft roll if you detect magic.
Ishorou also cannot discern any opening mechanism or traps on the box.
Ambroze casts his Detect Magic cantrip and studies the box intently.
Nice rolls on the ones that mattered!
The box is made from adamantine, and though you detect no magic on the outside of the box, your aware thet adamantine of this density would block any efforts at divining the inner section and or contents. The box alone is worth a small fortune, assuming the inner material is also adamantine.
Your fairly confident the box is not a phylactery of any kind, as it lacks a magical aura and the markings that tend to go along with those things.
You think that perhaps the box is not meant to be opened, that it would have to be accessed via other magical means.
"Well, the box is crafted from adamantine, which is pretty rare considering it's only found in rocks that fall from the heavens. In fact, in some Ancient Azlanti texts the word for adamantine literally translates as 'Star Metal'," Ambroze announces to his companions. "Now, I don't detect any magical auras on the outside of the box, but any efforts at divining the inner section of the box or its contents will be blocked by adamantine of this density. If the inner material is also adamantine, then this box is worth a small fortune."
"I'm fairly confident that the box is not a phylactery of any kind, as it lacks a magical aura and the markings that tend to go along with those types of items."
"I think that perhaps the box is not meant to be opened my mundane means. I think it will have to be accessed via other, magical means."
Gwen begins scribbling on a scrap of loose paper, waiting for the group to finish resting.
James, she absently calls out, don't forget to talk to Jask!
Chi impressed by Amboze's grasp of box, she herself does not shar his buoyant outlook.
Chi's face shows the disappointment of being outdone by a challenge, even more so that Ishorou too was defeated.
Instead she goes off and starts to fiddle about with various powders and leaves she's collected. Rummaging around she finds various pots, bottles and vials. Taking out her tools she bought with her, she starts to pratice some of her alchemical skills, to create a vile smelling paste.
Jask looks up from his cards at James, and quickly takes the time to channel positive energy into the Shoanti, in the name of the two facedd god of magic...