Diamondust's Skulls and Shackles

Game Master Diamondust

Jord claps Kunala on the back... joining him when he is in proximity to Reinald... "Well done both of you with your throws, tis good to see, some who can throw ably.. and yes that was me wishing the blessings of Kurgess on all, I'm a priest of Kurgess if you didn't know."

He listens to what they are saying

"Friends can be useful, Sandara the cleric of Besmara is a good sort, always good to have a cleric on your side."

Sorry I jumped into so many conversations, not trying to ignore anyone. if it's ok can we fit this answer into the conversation before Kunala did his little dance? I will try to remember not to be in such a hurry ;)

answering Kurd before he yells out to Jerieth

Kurgess and Besmara, they are gods of the northern continent.' Nodding in agreement with Kored. "Yes friends are what will help us most right now. You must introduce me to your friend Sandara soon." smiling he nods toward Jerieth, "But right now I will try and make another friend." Kunala steps away from his two new friends and gives his flourish.

sorry about carrying on too much at a time, I will try and be more patient.

Its cool. I'm actually liking this.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 9 + 1 = 15 Trying to get the crew's attention

Local: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 Seeing if she knows any local Shackles dances if there are. ;P

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Dance: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 1 = 27

"I prefer my redheads to be women boys, but I'm not going to tell anyone man or woman that they can't dance with me! So feel free to have some fun on the dance floor. And yes Kored, you have to introduce us to Sandara. But first watch this little dance number!"

Using some magic, she made the illusion that she had six arms! She then began to dance an ancient dance.

The doctor watches the crew go about their various diversions. None of the uncouth games seemed like the type of intellectual challenge he would enjoy. Dancing? He preferred a waltz in a ballroom.

Fighting exhaustion, he heads below deck. If i'm going to be rotting away in this wreck, I ought to at least have a preferable bunk. He searches the crew quarters, looking for a berth that is drier, more private, and unclaimed.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

'Six arms, nice, I wonder is she is familiar with Chamidu, did she do that just for me? This dance is familiar to others I have seen.' Seeing a style of dance that he was familiar with, Kinala started to dance a similar dance, one where the male fills the role of the adoring worshiper.

As they dance he quietly introduces himself, smiling. "I am Kuanla, obviously you have figured out that I am Vudrani, our red headed friend is Reinald and the big bearded Ulfen is Jord, We need influence to rid ourselves of the Plugg, are you interested?"

Reinald chuckles at his spurned rejection, but calls out when she makes the illusion of extra arms he calls out, "Only female redheads . . . is this ship cursed?"

Sejanus is not the athletic sort, and does not leap at the chance to let the crew laugh at his attempts. He does, however, overhear Reinald's lament.

He walks up behind him quietly and whispers, "I can fix that." He reaches up and taps him on the head. The fighter's hair shifts from brown to flaming red. "It will only last a while. Go have some fun."

I cast Prestidigitation.

Reinald wins the Hog Lob game and 5 silver pieces from several who bet on the game.

The fiery red-headed Sandara watches the dancing with amusement, tapping her foot to the rhythm though she is no dancer. She comes over to Jord and introduces herself to the rest of you. "First days are always the hardest. You'll get used to the routine. Trust me. This isn't my first time sailing with pirates."

Smiling along with Sejanus Reinald steps out to dance removing his hat dramatically showing off his now fiery red hair. "What do you think?" Reinald calls out to Jerieth.

Jord begins to try and clap along to give the dancers a bit of beat

"Good stuff" He says almost to himself

Jerieth laughs a bit at Reinald's literally fiery hair.

"Looks good on you Reinald! Thatll probably attract the ladies like moths to a candle!"

Upon seeing Sandara, the undine grinned.

"Well now, hello good looking," Jerieth said to the priestess of Besmara, "I must say you look like a fine and good looking woman. I'm betting you're good in bed too."

Charisma check to flirt/romance with Sandara: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 1 = 14

Reinald chokes on a laugh at Jerieth's brazen approach, he recovers and tosses Jerieth a sideways glance, "Subtle." He looks to Sandara, "That's good to hear. Hope this turns out to be a solid a ship."

Sejanus approaches Sandara and tries a different tact. "Hey there. How would you like to spend an evening with the world's greatest listener? Gossip about your friends. Complain about your coworkers. Tell me about every tiny detail of your day. Go ahead. I will agree and sympathize with everything you say. I will listen to you all. night. long."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24

In a witty tone, not a literal tone.

'That was fun, it's been a long time since I've danced the Mata.' After the dance Kunala catches his breath for a moment, Watching listening to the different individuals, Realizing he hasn't introduced himself to his dance partner or the red head Sandara or the witty well-groomed bald man. He approaches the group, placing his palms together and bowing slightly nodding his head to the right he says "I am Kunala" then looking at Sandara smiling, but so everone can hear. "I have also sailed before but on a privateer out of Nex." Then smaller, realizing that all but Sandara had been in the bar the night before. "Do you know what they have done with our gear? I would really like by pistol and tulwar back."

Sandara did not seem too impressed with Jerieth's flirting. She continued to talk to the others. "That seems an interesting prospect. However we must turn in soon. Surely you don't want to be tired for tomorrow's work. If they're hard on new recruits it won't let up after one day. I did find out where they have all your things. Grok the Quartermaster has a store. A small room just inside the galley. You must have seen her while you were in there today. I managed to get my possessions returned to me by playing on the pirates superstitions and my own connections to Besmara. I believe I am something of a good luck charm at the moment."

"Perhaps if you play along you might have your things returned to you eventually. Or there might be other ways you can convince Grok to return your things to you." It getting late several of the crew are already heading down below and Sandara aswell decides to go get some rest for tomorrow.

"Hm...Girl's a tight nut to crack. No matter. I love me a challenge," the undine thought to herself.

"That's good to know Sandara. Appreciate the advice. If you ever want to take me up on my offer just let me know."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10 Checking to see if Sandara is hiding anything. Jerieth can be pragmatic at times.

Charisma check: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 1 = 18

She's right I did meet Grok. She is a friend of Fishguts.' Kunala nodded his head, looking from Sandara to the others, "I did meet Grok, in the galley, she is a friend of Fishguts. He and I have gotten along real well. If I see her tomorrow I will begins to see if I can make friends with her also. In the meantime, everyone should follow Jerieths advice and try to start gaining influence. I don't plan on waiting for this Plugg fellow to use his 'cat' on me."

Nodding toward the other crew members who are going below deck. Kunala points out, "Maybe we should hit the sack, we don't want to stand out and we sure don't want to be tired." Turning to his new friends "Good night all, and good luck."

As Kunala begins to walk way he turns back smiling to Jerieth he adds "and thanks for the dance Jerieth, you remind me of my mother." then he continues walking toward his bunk.

"Yes rest.. lets see if I can not almost crush my foot with that Hog after a good nights rest"

He heads down below and finds himself an empty birth the sleep in.

"Hm...Girl's a tight nut to crack. No matter. I love me a challenge," the undine thought to herself.

"That's good to know Sandara. Appreciate the advice. If you ever want to take me up on my offer just let me know."

Reinald looks Jerieth's way points to his hair, "Just saying."

Everyone eventually gets to bed and falls asleep without incident. Just the rocking of the ship to quickly put you to sleep. None of the new recruits are set to lookout duty throughout the night.

The next morning the bell tolls and the crew hurry to get on deck on time to report for their shifts. Before you can climb the stairs several of the pirates block your path. The same 6 that surrounded you when you woke up yesterday. You know them as Aretta, Fipps, Jape, Maheen, Syl and Tam. "In a hurry?" Aretta says and laughs pushing Sejanus in the chest and away from the stairs. A few of the other crew loiter above the stairs though most have continued on to the deck without stopping.

Waking after a restful night at sea, Kunala gets around quickly, headed to the deck he sees the thugs push Sejanus, 'Can't have any of that, now can we.' Kunala quickly give Sejanus an arm up, speaking quickly to the bullies. "gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen, there is no need to push others about, were all on the same crew here. After the pleasant evening we had last night, lets not ruin it with course behavior!"

guess I'm just trying to influence attitude
diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Jord steps up in front of the 6.. and speaks loudly

"Now if I was you i'd not want to start anything with a priest of the Strongman, it would be much better for you if you went about your duties as a crew."

Diplomacy Aid Kunala: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

Jord has improved unarmed strike thus if they swing at him unarmed they eat an aoo?

"You ain't goin nowhere priest. Let's see what ya got." Syl says. A couple of them smack fists into open palms in a threatening manner. No weapons have been drawn, it seems like they want a fist fight. They spread out in a semicircle in front of you cutting off all escape.

Initiative
Kunala_Sejanus_Maheen_Syl_Reinald_Jerieth_Jord_Genade_Aretta_Fips_Tam_Jape
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Bluff: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 1 = 20

"Now do y'all really want to fight? I'm a watersinger, which means I can control water. That includes the water in your bodies and the water this ship is on. You see I could simply command the water to sink the ship or I could command the water in your bodies making y'all into my puppets. I don't think any of us wants any of that now do we?"

To show she has the power she begins to use her watersinger ability to create a barrier that will make it easier for the party to get to the deck above.

Jord waits until he is attacked responding with an Aoo if he can and then returning the strike

Aoo return Punch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 41d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Attack Punch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 201d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Reinald looks the group over, "Day 2 so this hazing or testing . . . yeah testing this bunch wouldn't have the steel to confront us without orders. How bout we all walk upstairs you say that we can hold our own and no one looses any teeth or gets puppeteered by the water mistress here."

Bluff Aid: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Intimidate: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

'well, we know how this boat runs now, not that we doubted it before...wish I had my pistol, I'm a lot scarier with it than with out.' literally Kunala gives a carnivorous smile to the group of bullies, "Reinald is right you ladies really don't want to do this." leaning in to to the nearest thug, he whispers "do you little girl"

intimidate: aid another: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Sejanus is rather taken aback by their uncouth behavior, but recovers himself quickly enough. "Gentlemen... Lads. I'm sure that teasing the new crew is a great source of entertainment, but we really mustn't be late. Surely there are repercussions for you being late as well? We can pick this up again this evening."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27

Now what? the doctor asks himself as he finds the gang blocking their way. His body still ached from the previous day's labor, and his sleep had not been perfect.

As the situation escalates, he stays silent. The moment fists start flying, he slips into the closest flanking opportunity that presents itself. Looks like that semester of boxing is going to have more benefit than I thought. he reflects, A bit of pressure to the kidney ought to do the trick.

attack: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 3 + 2 = 17, damage: 1d3 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + (2) = 3

"I don't let no one call me a girl!" The big Rahadoumi named Maheem bellowed as Kunala's weak punch bounced right off him. He hit back. Hard. 4 nonlethal

Genade flanks with Kunala and gives Maheen some pause and he looks around to see who hurt him. Jape comes up to help his friend and flanks Genade and punches. 2 nonlethal

Syl advances at Sejanus and swings hitting hard. 4 nonlethal "Only one gonna be late and in trouble is you."

Reinald demoralises Fipps and gets in his face. He swings back but misses.

Jord missed his first swing as the dwarf Tam advances at him. The two then trade punches. 4 nonlethal

Jerieth where is your barrier going and how are you making it? Aretta gets in Jerieth's face, "take this sea witch!" she hits her. 2 nonlethal

Initiative_dmg taken
Kunala 4_Sejanus 4_Maheen 3_Syl 0_Reinald 0_Jerieth 2_Jord 4_Genade 2_Aretta 0_Fips 0_Tam 3_Jape 0
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Jerieth is using water probably from outside to create barriers separating the crew members attacking us and ourselves but allowing us to make a run for the stairs. She's using her watersong abilities, which is a performance ability similar to a bard's inspire courage ability or something along those lines.

Seeing no other option, Sejanus takes a swing at his attacker.

1d20 ⇒ 11d4 ⇒ 1

Double 1s. Yay!

'Ow, I hate fist fights, gotta get my pistol back so I can just hit them over the head with the barrel' Kunala. wiping blood from his lip, glares at Maheen and takes a swing at the big Rahadoumi.

Did Maheen attack or just AOO? I will assume it was only an AOO, if he attacked as well and I need to post an AOO let me know. Giving up the AOO again, attack: Flank, non-lethal
attack: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 2 = 11 for damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Reinald slams into Fipps with a fury hoping to capitalize on the thug's cowering.

Unarmed: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Damage!!!: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

If only I had my equipment, I could give them a taste of my mutagenic neuro-accelerator! He maneuvers a bit, trying to get out from between the thugs, while keeping one flanked. Priority on keeping the enemy flaked. He goes in for another kidney shot, aiming better this time.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 2 = 25 Confirmation: 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 16
Damage: 1d3 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + (2) = 5 critical: 1d3 ⇒ 2

Jord will roar and try and divert attention to him allowing flankings and such

Aoo vs Tam if needed: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 121d3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Attack vs Tam: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 221d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

All his attacks are non-lethal as well as he can choose

When unarmed you never get AoO's unless you have the Improved Unarmed Strike feat like Jord does. So no AoO's for almost everyone.

The fist fights are suddenly interrupted as ribbons of water rush into the room forming a sinuous wall of ice between each of the pirates that were blocking your way. At first they seem surprised then they start hitting the ice trying to break down the wall before you can escape. You see cracks forming and Maheen puts a fist through it. You know it wont last long before they break through. The stairs are free and running around the wall you quickly get to the deck along with several others who were curiously watching the fight but startled into action when Jerieth's magical water rushed past them.

On deck Mr. Plugg and Master Scourge await to give orders for the day. Scourge seems surprised to see you. The other six rush up behind you with worried looks on their faces. The captain is standing above you all on the Bowdeck with the other officers next to him Peppery Longfarthing the Sailing Master and Riaris Krine the Master Gunner, both women. "It was her." Peppery says and calls forth magical incantations.

Jerieth Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
arcana: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Jerieth feels herself unable to move as invisible vices grip her and hold her in place. Hold Person "What's going on on my ship? Wielding magic against my crew is as good as a sword and will be punished!" the Captain shouts.

'Impressive, she wasn't lying' Seeing the wall of ice go up, Kunala blows a kiss to the large oaf and bolts up the ladder to the deck.

'Crap this is a bigger reception than I expected' Seeing the officers assembled Kunala begins to get nervous when he sees the one called Peppery Longfarthing start doing an incantation, 'This can't be good, oh crap they figured out it was Jerith.'

Realizing this was about to go south for his new friend Kunala steps forward. "Begin' yer pardon Captain, She wasn't wielding magic against the crew, she was just wielding magic." Kunala quickly looks to his new found friends for support and goes on. "I'm Kunala, new to the ship and I was speaking to this young lady here, name of Jerith she's new to the ship too." Realizing he was loosing his audience he went on. "Well, she claimed to be a watersinger, saying she can control water. A couple of us said she couldn't so she showed us." Shrugging his shoulders and giving the Captain his best boyish grin. "Boy do I feel stupid, didn't mean for it to come to all this!" He looks around to the crew, first his friends and then the six they were arguing with, and goes on. "No one got hurt, did they boys, nothing but a friendly wager amongst crew mates. Right?"
trying to influence attitude first, then springing the lie on them
diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
bluff: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
crap! If someone rolls a better lie can these be for "aid another"? these bad of numbers and we all may be kissing the cat

No you can't decide to switch your rolls to aid another.

Jerieth if you attempt more saving throws you can roll for them. Otherwise I'll leave you in the Hold Person spell for now.

Will saving throw: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 9 + 1 = 30

"Aye Captain! Just showing off my abilities. And having a watersinger on board the ship will be mighty useful in the future. Besides I would never wield my magic against anyone on board this fine vessel without your permission. I merely wanted to show the other crew members that I can be a great addition to your amazing and excellently trained crew."

Technically she's telling the truth: she didn't wield her magic against the other crew members. She just put walls of ice between the party and the crew. So pretty much she's telling the truth.

"Aye and quite a display. Almost made us late reporting for duty." Aretta said.

"We'll see about your usefulness. Scourge, work them twice as hard today. Keep an extra close eye on that undine. No more magic without my permission." the Captain said.

"Aye aye Captain." Scourge said with a glint in his eye and proceeded to assign jobs for the day to his swabs and Mr. Plugg to his riggers as the Captain and his two officers disappeared into the officer's quarters. The six who tried to fight you don't seem to be worked any harder than normal.

Being watched extra close today. No one is allowed below deck unless their job calls for it. Roll stealth if you wish to though.

"Sorry I wasn't able to help," Sandara says to the swabs, "though beating them like that may have just made them hate you more."

"Looks like someone's got it in for you," Ratline says to the riggers, "Aye I like yas, but don't be dragging me into ship squabbles. I like my peace and quite up here being left alone."

"What's all the fuss I hear up there Kunala?" Grok says as you enter the Galley. She and Fishguts are already drinking. "Much prefer it here below decks."

Swabbing Job: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Strength Check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Con Check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

Booyah!

Jord gets into the work in the bilges, finding the serenity of the harsh environment not quite too taxing to his stamina

Rigging Job: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Sailor: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Constitution save: 1d20 ⇒ 5

"Aye aye, Captain!"

Jerieth knew she had to be careful from now, but still there would be times she could use her magic and get away with it. She'll have to be sure to try and get the other crew to like her.

After finishing her tasks she was tired but not exhausted.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 9 + 1 - 2 = 28

She began talking with any of the other riggers trying to see if she could get them to be friends with her.

As Kunala heads below he hears Grok ask what was going on. 'This is a good opportunity to get to know her a little better.' As he approaches he starts to pick up a few things and starts organizing making sure not to get in the way of his superiors drinking. "The official answer is that Jerieth was showing off. The unofficial answer is that Plugg and Scourge sent a few crewmembers to the hold to soften a few of us up, and Jerieth used water magic to let us get above deck. Of course she got caught but fortunately spun it so all we have is extra work."

Smiling as he continues picking up. "Which I should get to. Can I get either of you anything?"

influence attitude with Grok
diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

drunk?: 1d2 ⇒ 1
job: 1d6 ⇒ 3
fishing: survival: 1d20 ⇒ 7 to bad sailor doesn't help.

After taking care of anything else that Grok or Fishguts needed, Kunala headed out fishing, leaving too late he lost the early part of the day which was best for fishing. Realizing that he had not caught enough fish he knew that tomorrow he would be in the bilges.

So in the bilge tomorrow, can he still roll diplomacy before or after?

Reinald moves on deck has a tense set to his jaw fully expecting more trouble. He looks like he is about to speak but he looks impressed and hopeful when Jerieth speaks. Beautiful and charming she might not get killed for this.

Reinald tries to grab one of the other swabs, "Keep your eyes on our girl she's a target now." He makes his way to where the riggers wait.

Rigger: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Sailor: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Con Fatigue Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Reinald answers the halfling quietly, he looks at Ratline and offers a grim smile, "I can understand that. We were keeping our heads down to. Didn't stop those who ordered us beat but we settled it with not but some bumps and bruises no one out of commission. I won't ask ya for help if you don't want to give it. But you might find more peace and quiet with someone you can trust at your back."

Reinald finishes his duties looking very weary.

After he has finished .. Jord wanders the ship is humming a tune to himself as he makes his way eventually to the storehouse and Grok.

"Hello there good lady Grok, I hear that you are the keeper of stores, well the Lady Sandara advised me to talk with you about getting access to my gear as I need it so that I can properly perform rites to Kurgess and cast my healing on the crew members."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

"Sorry I wasn't able to help," Sandara says to the swabs, "though beating them like that may have just made them hate you more."

"Nothing I am not used to." the doctor says disdainfully. "For most of my life people have disapproved of me one way or another. I stopped caring about others' opinions of me long ago."

He then bends to his work.

Swabbing: 1d6 ⇒ 6 Repairs
Dexterity: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15 He spends the day mending sails with neat surgeon's sutures.

The lowest deck of the ship, the bilges are a foul, damp place with thick cobwebs above and 1–2 feet of dark, brackish water that stinks abominably below. A ladder leads up to a trap door that opens in the lower hold(crew berths), and a single bilge pump rests near the stern. The bilges also double as the ship’s brig, and six sets of masterwork manacles are fixed to the bulkheads in the forward portion of the deck. Amongst the filth Jord finds several lost items.

Jerieth successfully makes friends with Rosie Cusswell whom you remember being one of the other six recruited at the same time as you. A foul mouthed and well muscled female halfling. She hates Plugg and Scourge and has threatened to chop off the hand of anyone who touches her beloved handaxe and she laments being unable to get her fiddle back from Grok due to losing her temper initially.

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A day in the bilges will be until dinner time. You can diplomacy then
You find out that Cut-Throat Grok has been a pirate her entire life earning her name by killing an entire gang of cut-throats on her own using the greataxe that hangs from her belt. She has a scar across her neck from them. She is a good friend to Fishguts and soon warms to Kunala and Jord. "Everything you think you own is property of the Captain now. When you came on board as one of the crew, pressganged or no, that's the way things are. Until the Captain gives orders for your things to be returned there's nothing I can do. And don't give me that 'good lady' drivel. I'd cut your throat if it served my ends."

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Sandara uses her status as a priest of Besmara to ask for a blessing from her. Disguised in this she channels positive energy healing all who were injured from the fist fight. Plugg and Scourge watch her but do not seem to suspect anything. The spirits of the pirates on board are lifted however at this apparent favour from Besmara.

sense motive: 1d20 ⇒ 15

Once Kunala returns with the few scrawny fish that he caught, he takes then to the galley, and begins to clean the fish. When he sees fishguts he tells him. "Not a good catch boss, I got out too late. I'll clean em up, so we can fix em later, then I'll get the galley cleaned up for tomorrow. I figure I better hit the bilges tomorrow, so no one accuses you of favoritism.'

The next time he saw Grok, he got close enough that he could whisper, "I know you don't like breaking the captains rules, but lets face it there more like guidelines anyway. Property of the captain or not, nothing would be leaving the ship. No offense, but we are pirates and everything has a price, what would it take for a few items being discreetly put in a few hands, no one the wiser?"

"How about this. You teach me what you know about guns and I'll tell the captain I'm investigating new weapons. Not too many in the shackles have that knowledge. Since you're the expert on such things here I'll let you 'look after' it for now." Grok agrees to return all your things to you on these conditions.