After another round of dancing, the creature is finally skewered by Kieran. As you all take a minute to catch your breath after the combat, you feel the nausea slowly ebbing, and finally your stomachs settle.
Kias puts his sword away and makes his way to the unconscious passengers. He does his best to wake them.
Takes 10 for perception = 9
It is obvious from our surroundings that we are on dry ground. Question; Where are we? How did it happen? Why are we not dead? Where are the rest of the crew, and the captain? Is the ship repairable?
*points to the Jenivere nearby*
Kieran says this as almost as speaking to himself.
Wiping her hair back from her eyes Asasha glances quickly around the beach. "Gods know what happened," she says "but we'd best see if these others were as lucky as us." with that she moves quickly to each of the figures lying in the sand, checking for any obvious signs of life. She glances up - "Any of you know anything about medicine?"
I will do to the best of my abilities. Kieran checks the forms on the beach, ascertaining the nature of their malady.
Heal:
Aerys nods his thanks to his companions for slaying the last of the scorpion-things. Nyx is far less gracious, glaring about as only a wet and outraged ferret can. Finally he leaps from his master's shoulder to wander the beach, returning at intervals dragging clumps of seaweed, what might have once been a seagull's wing, and other bits of flotsam he finds interesting.
Aerys moves to help with the other passengers. Glancing over at the wreckage of the Jennivere, he notes drily. "I doubt this is how the captain typically disembarks his passengers. It would seem the crew went to great lengths to drag us here after whatever occured last night, but then why not stay until we had awoken?"
Heh, heh. Enjoying the small joke, Kieran proceeds on awaking the rest of the passengers. He finds one of the gnomes extremely hard to arouse.
It is already midday, judging by the sun. Anyone remembers what happened before? I must have dozed off at the dinner table. We should be gathering what supplies we can salvage and seek shelter soon. We're going to be here awhile.
As you try to rouse your fellow passengers, they come to one-by-one. After a few moments of wooziness, they all manage to sit up and become functional. The only exception to this is the one Gnome who has proven exceedingly hard to wake, .
Making way for Kieren next to the remaining bodies Asasha peers up and down the lonely beach, looking for any signs of other survivors. "What makes you think we were dragged? I'd say the tide's just washed us up. In any case, we need to see if there are any other survivors further down the beach, we need fire before sunset and frankly I could do with some food. I'm happy to try to get closer to the Jenivere and see about survivors and possible salvage. Might be able to get a good view from the cliff there. Anyone want to come?"
As I said, we might be here awhile. We'd have to make a list of priority things to settle before sunset. Asasha, I would like to come, but it may be dark when we return. I'd say we get a shelter up and running before exploring further. We'd also need to find where we're at.
Survival: compass,mapmaking kit
I will scout around the area. I want to make sure we are not surprised by anything. Kias makes his way towards the jungle.
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Aerys nods. "I'm up for a stroll to the ship as well. Hopefully it will yield some clue as to what has happened."
GM,Ashasha:
Finding nothing of interest, Kias returns to the beach.
Ok, after Kias gets back we should head for the ship. Salvage could be handy!
jack lie out cold on the ruined jenneviere where the ship's tavern once lied. for quite a while, he was out cold and suddenly awakens due to his hangover, as he awakens and notices the disrepair of the vessel, he thinks to himself blimey, i'll never get my bloody 500 pounds now . he gathers his equipment and attempts to search the back counter for any portable salvageable alchoholic beverages. his stomach rumbles with hunger. to think that beforehand, he was promised 500 chelexian pounds to guard the ship's crew and maintain security. i could so use a bloody whore right now he thinks to himself. the last he remembers is passing out drunk off duty.
I will stay here and set-up shelter. Let's hope there is something useful to be found on the ship when you return.
Aerys nods his thanks to Kieran. Looking to his other companions, he gestures to the silent wreckage of the Jenivere. "Shall we go?"
Kias adjusts his gear then nods to Aerys.
As Kieran begins to assemble the beginnings of a rough jungle shelter, Sasha Nevah comes over and begins helping him out.
At the far end of the beach, a potential snag in your journey crops up. The Jenivere is not quite reachable from the beach. The stern of the ship is the only section that seems to be particularly intact. It's wedged between a rock and the cliff face, and it clearly wouldn't last long at sea. The waves are steadily pounding at the ship, and it's probable that it won't stay wedged for long. The tide is just starting to come in, so there's a bit of path over the wet rocks, leading to a ledge just overhanging the ship's upper deck.
Hmmm,.." says Asasha glancing at the difficult approach to the boat. "this should be no problem for me, don't know about you guys though? Tell you what, I'll take a rope over if anyone's got one?"
With that she carefully pulls off her armour and stacks it in a small pile on the beach.
"Maybe you should wait here?"
With that she starts to nimbly make her way towards the boat, dragging the rope behind her.
Kias slips his pack to the ground next to Asasha's armor, but keeps his breastplate on. With a deep breath, he begins to make his way across the rocks.
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Aerys shrugs sheepishly. "As usual, I have failed to bring things of practical use, such as rope. Or my wits."
He shrugs off his backpack and places it on a dry rock to ease his jump, keeping his spear in one hand. Backing up a few steps he runs and makes his leap.
Acrobatics:
Nyx seems to give one of his rare nods of of approval as his master lands nimbly on the deck. Aerys then kneels down to offer a hand to help Kias up.
You make your way to the ledge overlooking the ship, crossing 150 or so feet of wet rock. Along the way, you get some good glimpses of tide pool life from this region. Sea urchins, anenomes, and some smaller relatives of the sea-scorpions you fought on the beach seem to be the primary residents. Once you reach the ledge, it's a brief leap down to the angled deck. Asasha and Aerys both make the leap without much difficulty, but Kias slips on a piece of seaweed and clangs to the deck. He begins to slide toward the edge.
Kias manages to grab onto a spar as he slides past, but the fall does leave a mark. As you all make your way to your feet, you hear a spate of cursing from below, and you see a very tall wall of muscle climbing up from a lower deck.
Jack, as you make your way up to the upper deck, three figures thump down to the deck. One slips and has to grab a passing spar to avoid sliding off the ship. They all get to their feet at the same time as you reach the deck.
as jack reaches the upper deck, still with a hangover i could use a bloody drink right now, how 'bout you lot? want to help a bloody mercenary find his bloody rum? i know i'm not going to get my bloody 500 pounds right now, but at least i can take a reasonable amount of this bloody rum to drink my bloody sorrows away. [b] he looks and sees what appears to be 3 young lads and he says to them. [b] by the way, I be Jack. back in my days as a soldier, they called me the Chain Devil of the southern gate. a gruff voice could be heard in his speech. we are going to need all the bloody rum we can get.
Aerys whirls at the sudden voice, a spell half-formed on his lips. Nyx, digging in claws to maintain his hold on his master's shoulder, arches his back with a fang-bearing hiss. At the stranger's greeting, Aerys dispels the welling energy with a shake of his head, grinning at his current high-strung state. He gives the newcomer a friendly nod.
"Good day, Jack. I'm Aerys, and..." His jaw clenches visibly at the outraged chittering from his shoulder. "And this is Nyx, who generally feels he should be introduced first. It seems we've all woken up hungover and confused this morning. But I'm envious that you can at least chalk it up to the ship's rum - we've had nothing more enjoyable than the cook's infamous soup. Have you seen any of the ship's crew on board?" Aerys gestures to the cantered deck. "I, for one, would like to compliment the captain on his docking skills..."
i just happened to wake up with a bloody hangover not too bloody long ago, mate. i do not know if there are any other bloody survivors. i guess i will help a friendly mate like you check to confirm the bloody outcome of the bloody ship.
Kias nods to the newcomer, but keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword.
A spate of scrabbling rumbles up from below the deck. It sounds like something alive is scratching at a wooden surface.
In the blink of an eye Asasha's knives appear in her hands as if from nowhere.
Aerys looks down at the wooden planks, then glances back up to Jack, one eyebrow raised. "Hopefully a drinking companion?"
Kias draws his sword. Let's hope.
"Shall we go down and pay a visit to the ship's other occupant?" Aerys smiles brightly. "I take great comfort in knowing that whatever it is, it's at least small enough to fit within the Jenivere's hold."
"Shall we go down and pay a visit to the ship's other occupant?" Aerys smiles brightly. "I take great comfort in knowing that whatever it is, it's at least small enough to fit within the Jenivere's hold."
"Sounds like a plan to me,.. although the only things doen there must've crawled up from below somewhere or have been there since before the wreck. Asasha pauses, Unless there's another way in from up here? Anyway, soonest faced soonest fixed,... Shall we?
Shall I lead?"
Aerys nods his thanks. "That would probably be wise. I can follow towards the rear with spells ready should our welcome be less than well-received."
Traveling below the deck, the scrabbling noise intensifies. The slanting of the deck makes the going difficult, and the deck is slippery. The noise reaches a peak at the steps leading down to the level with the supply room.