Dhaavan groans, and grumbles a little. Ugh, this medical shenaniganery isn't in my whealhouse, but I have healing that works well for it. You let me know if something isn't quite right Or there's too much blood, and I'll do like I did with the boy back at The Rock.
Horatio glances from Rajah's aid to see the Lord of the Rock moving to aid them.
"Many thanks, your Grace," he says to him with a respectful nod of his head.
Before he continues to aid the fallen woman, Horatio pauses - but only a moment - to ascertain her current status...
Horatio you see that the other treatments helped but she is still experiencing severe distress. At this point she begins seizing as the intracranial pressure increases. You are sure that you are going to need relieve the pressure now in order to save her.
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While Horatio, Rajah, and Dhaavan are working, the rest of the crew preps to enter the storm. Unfortunately those working on the female officer do not think they will be able to finish before hitting the eye, or if they do it will be VERY close!
As the group works on the woman, Amen-set watches Horatio’s attempts.
”Oh my hatey-a', it is a certainty that this officer is one thy wish to aid; yet we near dark waters and fell storms – what spurns thy desire to do so much for her?” she asks as Horatio works.
Horatio uses the scalpel to delicately cut into the scalp and then skull as tenderly as he can.
”Her captain was known to support certain honorable groups. It’s likely that the crew of her ship – or at least the officers, probably this one – also support such groups. It would be good if we did what we could to aid someone who is aligned to such honorable groups.”
He glances up at Amen-set.
”Bottom line – it would make me happy,” he says to her and she blanches, then instantly does what she can to aid him.
Horatio does what he can with his Healing, but senses his efforts could use work…
Horatio you see that the other treatments helped but she is still experiencing severe distress. At this point she begins seizing as the intracranial pressure increases. You are sure that you are going to need relieve the pressure now in order to save her.
Through the combined ministrations of your team, you manage to stabilize Maddie and get her into a bunk and strapped down just as you hit the Eye. The impact is jarring, reminiscent of the times your ship has collided with another ship. A howling, like the banshees of a thousand hells issues forth from the storm. Winds whip through the rigging, threatening to tear the sails from the yardarms, before abruptly switching direction and pulling the other way. A greenish glow is the only light you can see from the sun filtering down to you, shot through with bolts of white lightning.
You have entered the Eye...
As they entered the Eye itself, Rain's senses kicked in fast and furiously and she tried to use all her knowledge of such waters/climes to ensure she could handle/drive the ship and keep it upright, from colliding with another vessel and/or from splintering as they sailed through this section of the course. She called out to the riggers to be mindful of the sails and all available eyes looking out over the dangerous, green-lit sky/sea and calling out what they see to her. She felt the bite of the howling winds and watched the streaks of lightning - hoping she could manoeuvre the Lady and not be struck by it.
Horatio returned to the Main Deck and makes sure that his lifeline is fastened. His eyes flick forward and he sees the darkness of the storms even as their magically lit ship drives into it.
You have entered the Eye...
As the ship advances he watches the waters, his eyes flicking toward sky and then back to the other sailors, hoping that everyone is both safe and secure.
She called out to the riggers to be mindful of the sails and all available eyes looking out over the dangerous, green-lit sky/sea and calling out what they see to her.
Horatio's Profession Sailor Aid Check
Amen-set's Profession Sailor Aid Check
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Variel lashes a rope around himself and orders the crew to do the same. Shouting to be heard over the gale force winds, Fasten yourselves before you get swept over. Everyone at the ready. Relay orders from Rain to those further out. Keep the sails from snapping the lines! Hold fast and pray we get through this quickly!
As difficult as the task was though Variel had confidence in Rain and the rest of the sailors. For now there was nothing for him to do but wait and see if anyone needed his help. Until then he stood by Rain and tried to be an aid to her.
Rain is managing to keep the ship going with the help of the crew, Horatio and Amen-set managing to help with the wheel and altering some of the rigging to make the sailing a little easier but it is taking every ounce of skill Rain has to make this work.
Once Madeline has been taken care of, Rajah moves back topside and readies for the coming storm. Keeping near the gunnery, he secures himself with rope and helps out as best he can in whatever way possible, hoping it'll be enough to survive the tempest.
Tomo is in Seijiro's cabin, hiding under a blanket and trying to keep warm and safe.
Seijiro is in the crow's nest, passing along everything he sees that might be an impediment to the ship, either in terms of landmasses, sandbars or weather via the message spell he maintains with her and Variel.
She kept her eyes open and vigilant as best as she could as the rain pummelled across against her face and eyes.
Rain had secured herself to the helm with her rope and felt Variel's magic repeatedly dry her hands as she held to the Wheel/steered over the violent ocean/through the tempest, hoping to triumph (with the aid of her crew) over the natural dangers before/around her.
Once Madeline has been taken care of, Rajah moves back topside and readies for the coming storm. Keeping near the gunnery, he secures himself with rope and helps out as best he can in whatever way possible, hoping it'll be enough to survive the tempest.
Horatio watches Rajah aid in the sailing near the cannon.
He knows that - typically - in such a storm the best practice would be to have all the sails reefed so that the wind doesn't snap the masts and carry them clean off the ship.
However, as this is a race he also knows that they'll have to have the sails unfurled for as much safe speed as possible and he curse mentally at this problem, yet does what he can to help.
For himself, he is on a life line which is tied to the base of the main mast, allowing himself roughly a twenty foot radius from the main mast before the rope pulls tight. If he slips or is blown, the rope should hold him securely enough.
For now he'll do what he can to aid the mates by making sure that the lines are given enough slack wen necessary so they don't pull so hard that they tear apart in the wind.
He'll also make sure that a team is sent below to the pumps and any excess water is being pumped from the bilges so that the ship doesn't flounder in the storm, or sink outright.
Meantime, he makes sure that he has his hatchet ready; if the mast snaps then when it goes hurling off the ship then it will likely tug on the rigging and possibly pull the ship below the waves and he won't chance that...
For now he'll do what he can to Aid via Profession Sail -
A massive wave washes over the ship and slides across the deck, making the footing very difficult. Rain manages to avoid the worst of it, meaning if you weren't tied in the wave would only knock you off your feet.
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While maneuvering away from the wave, the rudder becomes jammed! Rain you are currently unable to steer!
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A massive wave washes over the ship and slides across the deck, making the footing very difficult. Rain manages to avoid the worst of it, meaning if you weren't tied in the wave would only knock you off your feet.
While maneuvering away from the wave, the rudder becomes jammed! Rain you are currently unable to steer!
Horatio casts an ironically dry gaze at the heavens, surprised it was the wave and not the pouring rainstorm which made the deck slippery, but either way, he's glad he's tied to the lifeline...
Feeling the ship heave under the crash of the wave causes Horatio to slide on the deck, but luckily he is able to grab the rope and pull it tight and prevents himself from slipping too far.
Glancing aft at Rain, he calls out to her -
"What happened?"
Aid checks
Dhaavan ties himself off to a long line on the mast so he has range of motion to do repairs. He keeps to the main deck by the stairs
Flynn, it's the rudder. She's locked up! Dhaavan shouts, scrambling.
Get it fixed up, worst case just break what you need and I'll repair it!
Dhaavan will use mending or make whole (with a mythic point) to get the rudder working quicker.
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Variel hears the shouts of the rudder stuck. With the wave causing the damage it was either something stuck on the rudder itself or the lines were snapped down below. Rain, can you turn the wheel at all? If not so the likely it is a line that snapped. Hoping it is the line Variel shouts for Horatio, Amen-set, and Piper. Head below first and hopefully it is just a line that snapped. If there is nothing wrong then we have bigger problems.
Dhaavan, we need to know if the rudder itself is ok. Can you summon something intelligent to look underwater?
Hearing the grim news about the rudder, Rajah's attention is turned towards the back of the boat. He immediately unties himself from the rope that has him secured and he makes his way to the stern.
Once he makes his way there, he secures himself with a side rope and lowers himself over the edge, quickly inspecting the rudder. "Somehow the top pintle has dislodged itself from the gudgeon - which, I must confess, has me quite curious as to how - and the pintle below it is bent! Which has caused the gudgeon to become somewhat loose from the transom! The rudder is completely misaligned! It'll hold, but for how long I do not know! I shall give it a go in at least making it useable! If not, I know a bit of magic that will fix it properly!" He then begins doing what he can to get the rudder working again.
"The rudder is completely misaligned! It'll hold, but for how long I do not know! I shall give it a go in at least making it useable! If not, I know a bit of magic that will fix it properly!" He then begins doing what he can to get the rudder working again.
Amen-set's eyes flick to Horatio and she gives him a look.
As the rain and storm fall down hard on them he sees her look and shrugs and waves his hand aft as if in some sort of token of assent.
In response she leaps into the air and flies somewhat clumsily over the side of the ship and down toward Rajah.
Reaching into the pouch at her side she pulls something out and hands it to him -
"If thou would seek to make these alterations, mayhap this could aid thee?" she says as she hands him an odd-shaped metal rod with strange symbols and glyphs on it.
It looks like For what it's worth, it’s not a Hydrospanner…
Rajah feeling another surge of energy from an unknown source, manages to swing down to the rudder, taking a face full of sea foam as he does so. Once down there Amen hands him the any-tool which Rajah immediately uses to pry the pintle back straight and free the rudder.
Anyone looking over the side sees a wave slam into Rajah, it looks like he may have been sucked under the ship!!
Rajah nods, "Thank you, milady!"
Not a few moments later, he feels himself get slammed by a huge wave which in turn slams him hard up against the transom. He fights to hang on in hopes to avoid getting thrown under the ship.
Rajah manages to hold on and climbs back aboard.
Rajah nods, "Thank you, milady!"
The icy water plasters her platinum locks to her face but she does not seem to notice it, instead nodding her head in acceptance of Rajah's answer.
Not a few moments later, he feels himself get slammed by a huge wave which in turn slams him hard up against the transom. He fights to hang on in hopes to avoid getting thrown under the ship.
She sees the wave rise from the sea and pulls back to avoid it as best as she can and seems to succeed admirably.
She watches Rajah react to the weather condition and ponders this mysterious "Rogue Wave"...
"That was a near thing indeed; yet my heart tells me that most of us shall see another Rogue One any time soon..." she says with a glance at the heavens as if addressing the gods themselves...
Then she grins wickedly at some private thought and turns back to Rajah.
She reaches out her hand and does what she can to aid Rajah.
Rajah manages to hold on and climbs back aboard.
She looks at him after he returns to the ship.
"Thy fared well on the repairs - well done, outlander," she says to him and bows her head in respect at his success.
As he makes his way back aboard, he collapses upon the deck, coughing out that extra bit of water that he managed to involuntarily swallow. Accepting the hand offered by Amen-Set, "Thank you," he says as he rises and brushes off the sleeves of his waterlogged tunic out of habit. He then straightens his collar and holds his head up in a proper manner, looking over at Variel. "I believe she is fixed, Captain," he says, giving a slight nod and a thumbs up while grinning.
He then turns back to Amen-Set, "A near thing indeed. And I would've never succeeded without such fantastic assistance. Thank you again, milady," he says with a smile, nodding. He then carries his soaked-to-the-bone self back to the gunnery, tying himself back down.
Accepting the hand offered by Amen-Set, "Thank you," he says as he rises and brushes off the sleeves of his waterlogged tunic out of habit.
She nods in response, pulling the main of her damp hair behind her and ringing it out.
However, despite the chill and the wind she seems to be unaffected by it; as if she is able to disregard the effects of the weather with her will alone.
He then turns back to Amen-Set, "A near thing indeed. And I would've never succeeded without such fantastic assistance. Thank you again, milady," he says with a smile, nodding. He then carries his soaked-to-the-bone self back to the gunnery, tying himself back down.
"Who can say what a Man's Fate shall be - until the end?" she says in response, seeming to act quite nonchalant about his praise for her support, yet the sudden blush in her cheeks suggests she is genuinely surprised and pleased by what he said.
He stops a moment and turns back to her, a look of thought upon him before, "Who indeed, milady, who indeed? A fair question if there ever was one. Truly 'food for thought' as they say," he says with a smile before turning back and continuing on to the gunnery.
He stops a moment and turns back to her, a look of thought upon him before, "Who indeed, milady, who indeed? A fair question if there ever was one. Truly 'food for thought' as they say," he says with a smile before turning back and continuing on to the gunnery.
Amen-set raises her eyebrows in surprise at his response, then lets out a short bark of laughter and a wide grin graces her lips.
"Aye! If we two are not slain this day by hand of Sea or Sky then mayhap we may ponder such things further," she responds with a loud voice, the sound of waves and wind still blowing hard, yet they those elements do not seem to diminish her spirit.
Then she moves toward Horatio, who is still doing what he can to maintain his location safely by the mainmast and then does what she can to continue to aid him.
Amen-set turns from her position at the guns and watches Rajah...
"Thou art nimble indeed, goodly sir! Would that I could cut the throats of my enemies as surely as thy can cut a rug..." she adds with a bright grin as Horatio just sighs loudly and shakes his head at her words.
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Variel could not help but admire the efforts of Rajah as he lowered himself to fix the rudder. It took guts and skill to accomplish that task. AS Rajah raised himself up after fixing the rudder Variel clapped the man on the back. That was one heck of a job there. Besmara blessed us indeed when that sea serpent swallowed you only to have you fall upon our deck. The cannon shot at the turtle, the aid you gave Horatio and now fixing the rudder. You have earned your place at our side truly. Variel casts prestidigitation on the man to dry him off. Get something warm in you now after that heroic display. We will need your efforts again if I am not mistaken with this storm raging.
Variel could not help but admire the efforts of Rajah as he lowered himself to fix the rudder. It took guts and skill to accomplish that task. AS Rajah raised himself up after fixing the rudder Variel clapped the man on the back. That was one heck of a job there. Besmara blessed us indeed when that sea serpent swallowed you only to have you fall upon our deck. The cannon shot at the turtle, the aid you gave Horatio and now fixing the rudder. You have earned your place at our side truly. Variel casts prestidigitation on the man to dry him off. Get something warm in you now after that heroic display. We will need your efforts again if I am not mistaken with this storm raging.
Grinning, he nods. "All in a day's work, Captain," he says with a wink. "Once we're clear of this beast of a storm," he looks up in the sky at the Eye, "I'll be more than glad to do exactly that, my good man!"
Amen-set turns from her position at the guns and watches Rajah...
"Thou art nimble indeed, goodly sir! Would that I could cut the throats of my enemies as surely as thy can cut a rug..." she adds with a bright grin as Horatio just sighs loudly and shakes his head at her words.
Just managing to keep his feet, he looks back at Amen-set, smiling at her joke as he plays along and gestures with a playful bow.
Just managing to keep his feet, he looks back at Amen-set, smiling at her joke as he plays along and gestures with a playful bow.
Amen-set claps her hands gaily at the sally, her grin widening; clearly ignoring the storm, as if she was consciously refusing to let the weather dampen her spirits.
"It was well said; thou possess cunning in battle and great skill besides. Further, my heart yearns for the chance for us to spill blood together as allies," she says with her usual eager enthusiasm at the prospect of combat.
Then she returns the bow to him with courtesy as Horatio pauses from his work to watch her, his eyes flicking to Rajah, then to Dhaavan, then back to Rajah with a thoughtful gaze, his expression looking less like a hardened, weather-bitten sailor on a fighting ship on the high seas and - rather - suddenly like a father carefully appraising something with a stern eye...
Whether Amen-set noticed his look or not is not clear, for she instantly turns her gaze to the waters around them as if searching for threats to fight and kill.
Horatio watches her for a moment, then his eyes return to study Rajah, but he says nothing, though his actions now seem somehow distracted for some reason, as if something else is on his mind.
Rain, can you turn the wheel at all?
She shook her head, "The rudder must be jammed for I cannot steer."
She stood, wings tightly furled against her body, vigilant by the compromised Wheel for the time it took Rajah, with the tools given to him by Amen-set, to correct the issue with the rudder. Once word was given it was fixed, she tried the Wheel and found movement had been returned.
"I can steer again," she called out to Variel and the others. "Thank you," she briefly responded with raised voice to Rajah and Amen, for the wind was loud around her/the ship. Then with a keen concentration, Rain turned her focus back to the helm and attempted to gain the ground they had lost, even as close as they were to the thrashings and lashings of the maelstrom that was the Eye.
Well done! Casting in this weather'll be nasty, and you did good, mates!
The next section of the race requires you to sail through the two concentric rings of Sharkskin Reef and around the massive spire of rock known as Pinnacle Atoll before going back through the reef and making your way south out of the hurricane.
Well done! Casting in this weather'll be nasty, and you did good, mates!
Horatio hears Dhaavan's praise and salutes the First Officer as the ship lows forward and his own eyes flick ahead to see what will happen next.
The next section of the race requires you to sail through the two concentric rings of Sharkskin Reef and around the massive spire of rock known as Pinnacle Atoll before going back through the reef and making your way south out of the hurricane.
Horatio's eyes narrow and his eyes gleam intently as he sees what is ahead of them.
While the piloting is up to Rain, he himself is worried more about Harrigan's ship and how fast she is closing on them.
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It seemed that the race just would not end as 1 obstacle was completed and another was immediately before them. Still they had weathered the storm of the eye thus far and that bode well for them. Briefly Variel gave a passing thought to all those other ships who did not have such an able helmswoman as Rain. Have they all sunk or lie adrift in the eye or did they wisely turn back. There was not any time to ruminate longer though as the ring or spires was before them.
Rain, there off the starboard side seems to be a wider gap in the rocks. Your eyes are better than mine though.
Seijiro continues to pass information to Rain to assist her on piloting thru the upcoming obstacles.
Rain's eyes took in the scope of the natural obstacle field ahead. With Variel and Jiro instructing her from their various vantages and her own determination, Rain stared down the sea and under her breath vowed, "You shall not defeat me now." Her turquoise eyes fixed on Sharkskin Reef and the Pinnacle Atoll and she worked the Wheel, turning with each instruction given to her by Variel and Jiro; manoeuvring the Lady through the concentric rings and then cautiously and expertly around the massive spire of rock - sailing south, out of the hurricane's wrath.
She exhaled and realised she'd been holding her breath during the delicate/tricky manoeuvres. She turned to Variel and gave him a relieved smile and through the message link thanked both he and Jiro up in the Nest. "Thank you for being my additional eyes - it surely made the difference. I do not want to think of what could have happened had we crashed or scraped against the reef in the middle of a hurricane."
Horatio's eyes flick toward the foredeck and he watches the prow crash through the dark waters as the Pilot-Major adjusts the course heading.
Then he turns his gaze aft and continues to peer into the storm, trying to place Harrigan's location as well as attempt to gauge what plot, plan or ploy the whoreson may have for them.
We're ahead, and it looks like we may even be winning - for now - but that can't last... Harrigan's the sort that will stop at nothing to take what he wants, including vengeance...
He turns to Rajah, Amen-set and gives a quick glance toward Dhaavan, too.
"Be ready for anything, I can't believe that sod is going to let us keep the lead unmolested," he says with a fierce glow in his eyes.
Well done! Casting in this weather'll be nasty, and you did good, mates!Horatio hears Dhaavan's praise and salutes the First Officer as the ship lows forward and his own eyes flick ahead to see what will happen next.
The next section of the race requires you to sail through the two concentric rings of Sharkskin Reef and around the massive spire of rock known as Pinnacle Atoll before going back through the reef and making your way south out of the hurricane.Horatio's eyes narrow and his eyes gleam intently as he sees what is ahead of them.
While the piloting is up to Rain, he himself is worried more about Harrigan's ship and how fast she is closing on them.
You can't see Harrigan's ship anywhere.