Alton listens and nods as you speak to him out on the deck "Yes well, I understand.. I was a threena- er I was quite young when I felt the call .." he stops short and looks past you .. a woman's voice behind you.. "May I speak with you Alton" you turn just as the door shuts again, the door to what you understand to be Ieana's cabin .. someone you have not seen once..
"I'm sorry if you'll excuse me .. we can continue this at dinner perhaps.."
Mugambi enters the cabin, sits down besides the passenger and starts examing his foot.
No chief, no voodoo. Mugambi is doctor, my magic comes from da gods!
The tribesman reaches inside his tunic and shows Ishirou the 3 holy symbols that he keeps around his neck. Sarenrae, Pharasma and Gozreh.
But what chief Ishirou wants, chief Ishirou gets. No magic, i promise.
What happened to ya foot chief Ishirou?
He winces in pain "stepped on piece of metal" It is clearly infected.. cleaning and wrapping won't be enough
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Iolana is back on the bridge, washing and brushing
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She grimaced with disgust as the man's grimy hands dropped some type of ugly root vegetable into the mix,grains of dirt still clinging to it.That's probably seawater,too...
The dwarf maid rolled up her sleeves,tightened her apron,and wrapped her hair with a scarf.She held a bucket of heated water and lye soap with a horse brush. The cook continued to ramble on obviously as she fiercely set to cleaning an area where she could cook,undisturbed.
Must...scrub...Get AWAY from that, I just cleaned it!
Er, yes, of course. At dinner.
Tol watches as Alton goes into the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of the interior.
Perception:
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Gatherine was finally progressing in the kitchen after giving Ebenezer a potent shot of dwarfen spirits that had the man passed out in a drunken stupor. She stuffed his snoring bulk into a large empty crate and left him there to sleep it off--and cooksanitary,edible food.
Another human cook who only made watery broth whose name she knew to be Terillo,protested when he found her preparing dinner alone. She threw a dirty bucket at him to chase him out and barred the door with a keg of ale.There was several knocks and feeble attempts to force open the door.
Gatherine chopped several washed vegetables with a sharpened,gleaming knife and tossed them into a clean cauldron that simmered with clear water sprinkled with seasonings.The savory scent billowed in the closed room,flushing her face and beading her brow with moisture.She grinned manacially as her mix started to cook, making her mouth water in anticipation.
I'll show you humans how to cook REAL food! Gatherine held up five freshly killed,plucked, and gutted seagulls and set to chopping them into bits. It tasted similar enough to chicken.Hmm,maybe i should use that recipe for chicken chili da made that time...
Onions,carrots,barely,garlic,and crushed peppercorn and lemon juice were added to the mix.It started to bubble steadily. She turned from the cauldron to check on the dried fruit and nut pies she had baked--holding one proudly above her head. Ho ho! It came out just right--despite the lacking ingredients!
Shouts and bangs rattled the door. She shouted at it in irritation, Get lost! I'm trying to feed your scrawny hides--unless you want to eat whatever this slop Ebenezer vomited up!
The banging ceased.
I thoughtso.
There ya go chief, just keep ya weight off it far a while and it will be new again. I come tomorrow to chack it again.
Dinnertime rolls around The dinner table is made up of roughly half crew, half passengers.. Averin, Mugambi, Iolana, Gelik, and Cahill on one side
Tol, Gatherine's place setting, Mauersberger, Sasha Nevah, Alton on the other. The Captain's place setting is at the head of the table.
You have been sitting for a few minutes, and can hear a bit of a racket from the kitchen..
Alton gets up .. "I'll check on things in the kitchen .. please help yourselves to the wine and ale.."
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There is a long pause after the pounding on the door stops .. and then you hear the crack of splitting wood. First Mate Alton's second swing of his axe does enough damage to the door to be able to kick it open "You! .. go sit down! .. the second you open your mouth ..""
Alton walks past the dining area .. and then back toward the kitchen, this time with an axe .. You hear him smash the door down and yell at Gatherine until she finally enters the dining area..
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Tol helps himself to the ale, raising up his mug to the assembled party in a silent toast. As the clamor from the kitchen increases to include the sound of splintering wood and Alton yelling, his cheeks redden, and he buries his face in the mug.
Oh, no, what has that fool girl done now...
He mutters into the foam in his mug. To think I was tryin' to find her all these months... better off stayin' shut up in the hold... horseman, not a babysitter...
After you toast Gelik takes a sip then speaks .. "Soo.. Tol. You're not one to shy from a good fight, eh? Protector of the people? I have a proposition for you .. When we land .. there may be a couple fellows looking for me. They are not the type to give a person a chance to explain the situation. What I could really use.. is someone like you .. to just .. be nearby to help convince them to give me that chance.. " he takes another sip "I will pay you well .. keep me alive for one day after we hit land .. and I will make sure you are well rewarded." He smiles and holds out his hand for a shake.. The sardonic Sasha snorts .. Gelik adds "What say you Sir?"
Gatherine sullenly took her place at the table,settling her bulk between a grimacing Tol and a human sailor who gave her flushed sweaty face a curious look.She slumped tiredly,chin resting on the table.She reached for a cup of ale,ignoring the wine.
Should be thankful I got that grimy louse outta the way...If I hadn't oh cooked,we'd all be ill!
Tired as she was from cooking furiously in the ship's kitchen,Gatherine found herself listen to the gnome nobleman's proposition to the dwarven cavalier.
She gave him a closer look--a stubble beard on a weak chin,dark bags under black ratty eyes,and a thin- lipped mouth quirked in a creepy half-grin.
Her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"Gelik, you should know i'm good at both swordplay and magic.You never talked about those fellows"
"Hmm .. I apologize, my little seaberry, I did not think of that .. you will be in port for a few days, won't you! Splendid! I had a fear that I would be forced to call on that Tien man for assistance. There are nuances to the job that might prove .. challenging to someone who nogs it a wise course of action to resole their boot by stomping on a 3 inch rusty nail .. "
Tol's eyebrows furrow at the proposition.
What, me? Protect that simpering, self-important, condescending...
Then, his thoughts drift to the contents of his coin purse. 8 silver coins, 7 copper ones. Not nearly to pay for passage back home for himself and Gorra, let alone Gatherine.
Aye, I'll need to be looking for work in port, one way or another. Guarding is what I do best, so I might as well be paid for it.
Aye, Gelik, I reckon I can help you. He says cautiously. Keeping other folk safe is what I do. No disrespect to Miss Iolana. He shakes Gelik's outstretched hand.
I hope I don't regret this...
But tell me more about these... "fellows." The better I know what you're up against, the better I can protect you. Or... he glances around the table Maybe you'd rather discuss the particulars in private some time?
Overhearing the gnome's conversation Mugambi speaks.
And since da ships gonna be in port for a few days. If friend Gelik or friend Tol, by some chance, end up requiring some medic assistence, Mugambi also da house visits, far some coin of course.
The tribesman smile.
"No offense taken Tol and gelik.I'll be here if you think i can be of assistance.I'm a sailor, my skills come from parenthood and travels."
Gatherine gave the dwarven cavalier's outstretched arm a tap with her mug before the shady gnome could grasp it. She snapped at him in dwarven, her words sharp and gruff like grinding rocks.
"Well then its settled" he moves his outstretched hand to grasp the pitcher of ale, sensing a handshake might be pushing it. "50 gold to you Sir Tol if you keep me unharmed for one full day after we land .. that should be enough time for me to conduct my business. How you split that among the others is up to you."
First mate Alton then returns pushing a cart with your dinners, and serves them silently ..
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Tol glances around the table, then continues speaking to Gatherine, much more quietly.
Gatherine inhaled the hearty,delicious stew she had made with gusto.She had to admit it probably the best meal she'd ever created.Or the fact the only things she'd ingested over the past few months were stringy rat meat supplemented with bread crusts and anything she could get from the various ports the ship docked at days at a time.
She scooped a piece of the eggless flatbread, the only thing Ebenezer had made she deemed safe to eat, into her bowl.Swallowing,she turned to Tol and said,50 gold split 4 ways is 12 and a half each,right?
You hear the wind pick up outside and the boat starts rocking a bit .. not too viciously, but the calm has ended. Two sailors come down from the deck into the dining area to tell the First Mate they need to speak with him .. while they are there they each chug a bowl of stew before walking out with Alton.
"I'm sorry .. excuse me again."
Gatherine clutched her slice of fruit nut pie and ale as bowls and plates started sliding along the table.She let out a low moan,Oh no,not again! I just ate!
I will need a dice]1d20[/dice] roll from everyone .. sometime next 24 hours .. with your post or whatever..
Gatherine perked up at Averin's interest and muttered to herself,5 way split is ten gold each...Tol,me,Iolana,Averin,and Mugambi...good start,I guess...
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Tol nods. With the four of us, we ought to be quite a formidable guard. He pointedly looks at Mugmbi, Iolana, and Averin. Do you anticipate that much trouble, Gelik?
He warily takes a bite of the stew, then, finding he likes it, follows it up quickly with more bites. Well, at least there's one thing she can do right, besides hide in a barrel.
He responds to Averin "And it matters even less to me... " Gelik then looks a "little off" while Tol speaks. He starts picking at the tip of his tongue, as if there were a hair in his food .. he responds to Tol "Not with that many of you, no .. I don't antiss .. anticipate any-" .. he slumps headfirst into his stew with a *splorsh*
Tol leaps from his seat, upsetting his bowl of stew in the process, and hurries around to the table to where Gelik is sitting.
Acrobatics:
Despite the rolling of the ship, he manages to keep to his feet and make it to the unconscious gnome.
Tol gently raises Gelik's head to see if he can determine what is wrong with the gnome.
Heal: (This man has soup on his face!)
Gatherine jumps up and points at the slumped over gnome,LUMPS OF LEAD!!What's wrong with him?!
Gatherine peered uneasily at the gnome's stew smeared features--eyes partially open and glazed,mouth slack.
Mugambi is enjoying his meal, it is the best one he had since last port.
Friends, friends. I offer me healing services just if ya need it. But cant go to town to bash some heads with you. Sargave is Mugambi's home, don't want trouble with authorities. Eleder is nat Crown's End and...
The doctor looks at the gnome startled He didn't drank that much. and starts to lay him down so he can better exam him.
Your tongues have all gone numb ... as you are inspecting the gnome, you start to feel dizzy. Iolona falls .. and Mugambi goes down while trying to lay Gelik on the floor .. Everything goes black.
You feel yourself lying down .. starting to wake. A tempest in your guts is starting to force you into consciousness. You hear the ocean .. feel the warm sun, and the soft .. sand? underneath you.. As you are trying to open your eyes you feel a weight on your legs and start to make out a thrashing in the water sound .. The horrible alarming sound of a horse almost screeching snaps you out of it.
You find yourself lying on a beach .. first thing you notice is a big dirty scorpion/lobster looking thing crawling on your leg .. the size of a collie .. its coloring is a sick palette of oranges and greens.. several more are on the beach, moving toward eight or nine other people from the ship passed out on the beach.
Next thing that catches your eye... out in the water, about 30 feet out, you see your horse trying to swim to shore with two of these creatures clamped on to her neck and mane .. As you are glancing out on the water .. you feel a warm sting on your leg where the lobstorpion was .. it must have stung you .. maybe that is what woke you..
While she tries to get what is happening, Iolana feels dizzy.
Her legs shakes, her stomach burns and the room starts to blur.
Then the knees give in and she drops to the floor.
"F**K !! The food, Iolana, you idiot...."
And then everything goes black for her too.
I assume Tol is prone; is he also grappled?
Is there a piece of wood within reach that would make a suitable club? Failing that, an improvised club?
If that sting has poison, Fort (+2 vs. poison):
Lobstorpion things
Averin
Gatherine
Mugambi
Iolona
Tol/Gorra
.. a pile of equipment is on beach .. weapons are visible. The rest of you are starting to come to ..
The creatures skitter about .. the one at Tol's feet unclamps its claw and raises its stinger menacingly
Tol leaps to his feet, and bellows, Everybody up, we're under attack! Gorra bites at the creatures clinging to her neck.
Attack:
Damage:
Swim (to stay above water, not attempting to move):
Gorra bites at a critter .. sinks a bit while biting down hard .."lobstorpion" guts spew on either side as Gorra regains her focus on treading water.
AVerin and Gatherine start to come to..
Round 1
Critters
Averin
Gatherine
Tol
--round 2--
Critters
Averin
Gatherine
Tol/Gorra
Mugambi
Iolana
Oooooh, me head...
I will try to go for my dagger as I stand up, if its not there anymore I will grab a piece of drift wood. I belive i will only be able to attack or heal someone on my second round already up, right?
A beach? How did i got here? Are my cloths wet? Am I hurt?
You all start awakening to strange sounds of combat .. you are on a beach .. signs of having been dragged to shore being erased by each wave .. weird large crustaceans start emerging from the water. You see others from the ship around you coming to. A large pile of equipment lies to one side of the group - weapons visible among the crates and sacks. Flotsam and jetsam strewn about everywhere.
The creatures snapping attacks so far have been mostly ineffective apart from one vicious critter attacking Tol.