The locals seem too afraid to resist, and bring you 60 days of rations, several months of fuel, and several extra parts for the ship, all marked with the name 'Gorok' Nall'.
"I understand the basics of a regular sailing ship, but this flying ship is a bit different. "
"I'll look over the controls and see if I can figure out the controls for the ship."
Seerus heads over to the pilot controls and begins to study them for a good bit of time.
The ship is piloted using a wheel to steer, and a a lever to control altitude. The controls are rather simple.
"I think I can pilot the ship. I'll set us out when everyone is ready plus we know our destination."
"As I feel it may have gotten lost in discussion I'll repeat and simplify. Does anyone want some of these metal flying wings? First pair is effectively free."
"Do you have any experience, sailing a ship?" Miijoka asked Seerus.
To Owen, "I think it will be better suited for someone other than me Owen. If we have spares later on, then I'll take one but not now."
To Miijoka, "No direct experience besides watching my last crew doing it. But I'm confident I can get the hang of it."
After sleeping for the night, it is early morning. You have a feeling that you better get going.
"I have a feeling that we better get going. Does anyone know where to find this tribes leader?"
"I have a feeling that we better get going. Does anyone know where to find this tribes leader?"
"I'll take those wings if no one else wants them"
"I'll take those wings if no one else wants them"
"As you wish. I'll perform the ritual once we're sufficiently underway."
"Speaking of which," Miijoka says as he sets off to warm up the engines, "We need to discuss a few things at that time as well."
"Speaking of which," Miijoka says as he sets off to warm up the engines, "We need to discuss a few things at that time as well."
"Many things." Owen nods in agreement.
"A great many things..." says Arther, not fully knowing what the other want to discuss, but he doesn't want to appear out of the loop.
"A great many things..." says Arther, not fully knowing what the other want to discuss, but he doesn't want to appear out of the loop.
"shove off, avast, and other aerionautical terms. Let's get the hells out of here."
"Next time, we hire a crew!" Miijoka mutters to himself as he gets the machine ignited.
"Are we leaving? Where are we going? I thought we had decided to craniectomize the leader of this Orc tribe in order to get the OTHER orc tribe on our side."
Seerus pulls up the anchors and slowly directs the ship away from the dock as he positions the ship toward their destination.
We head off towards the location of the dark orc who is the leader of the storm tribe.
As you sail along, pirates attack your ship.
Owen: You recognize one of the 'pirates' as Xanaver.
Miijoka rushes to the upper deck as he hears the alarm, loading his gun in the process.
Lowering the spyglass ,
"Xavier Owen points
Seerus stays at the wheel, "I'll stay at the wheel and try to maneuver us during this battle. You guys man the ship's weapons."
"Well, Would you look at that? The ruler of all Magi come to see little old us. I hope he doesn't know we got press ganged to murder him. That would be...awkward. "
"Magic man! Gimmie those wings so I can get over there!" Arther shouts to Owen while loading his axe-musket.
"Well, Would you look at that? The ruler of all Magi come to see little old us. I hope he doesn't know we got press ganged to murder him. That would be...awkward. "
"Magic man! Gimmie those wings so I can get over there!" Arther shouts to Owen while loading his axe-musket.
You see a Magi on the enemy ship mount up on a pegasus with a Greatspear.
You see in orc in heavy white armor ready a huge orc Double Axe.
Their captain looks drunk as shit.
Xanaver is standing next to a shorter Magi girl.
Owen: You recognize this girl as Amethyst, his secretary (That yes,
he does bring on his pirate ship.)
"incoming. Also, The short woman next to him is his secretary. "
"As we are woefully unprepared it may be beneficial to speak. They may be open to an accord. Either way, we'll find out shortly"
*Casts mage armor
Initiative
As you all ready for battle, the mounted magi flies over.
"Are you open for negotiations, and maybe a job offer?"
Seerus responds, "Always open to a job offer. Come aboard and we'll talk."
This might work in our favor... Seerus thinks to himself.
The Magi dismounts, and approaches you.
"Amethyst told us you were coming to kill Xanaver, which we can't exactly let you do. So if you're willing to work for us instead of Drake, this can go along peacefully. Otherwise, Gorok' Nall over here will make ale out of your blood."
The Magi dismounts, and approaches you.
"Amethyst told us you were coming to kill Xanaver, which we can't exactly let you do. So if you're willing to work for us instead of Drake, this can go along peacefully. Otherwise, Gorok' Nall over here will make ale out of your blood."
"As you've never kidnapped us you're currently the highest bidder. We'd be willing to hear more. "
Seerus remains at the helm, controlling the steering, not wanting to get too close to the paladin.
He shouts from his position, "I have to agree with my compatriot. Not being kidnapped and threatened with death makes a compelling opening bid."
Arther wipes the mild surprise off his face and raises a finger to the mysterious messenger.
"I have too many questions right now, so I'll stick to the highlights.
with each question he raises yet another finger at her
One: How did wassername know what were were about to do?
Two: How did you find us so fast? We JUST left!
Three: Drake? We work for some guy named 'Gears'.
Four: How common of a name is Gorok Nall?
and last: Does this job of yours require references?"
Arther partially draws his resumé from his inner coat pocket and raises a precocious eyebrow.
Seerus remains at the helm, controlling the steering, not wanting to get too close to the paladin.
He shouts from his position, "I have to agree with my compatriot. Not being kidnapped and threatened with death makes a compelling opening bid."
"Exactly what I've been wanting to talk about!" Miijoka blurts out with no small measure of relief.
The mounted man looks at Owen, Seerus, and Mijoka:
"First: She uses magic. Powerful magic. Mostly support, but some scrying in there too. Read minds is something she does a lot.
Two: Scrying. Again. And some orc contacts we have.
Three: Gears is an alias. Drake is his proper name.
Four: Ours is the only one since he was born. 'Bout a thousand years ago at this point, I think.
Five: Nope."
He then looks at Owen, Seerus, and Mijoka:
"We need some people to help us handle bigger threats. One ship, no issue. The new human fleet, big issue. 50000 gold pieces each. How does it sound?"
Also: The magi is a guy.
Seerus whistles at the mention of 50k gold and smiles.
Looking at Seerus he says:
"So you like gold I see, but what if I told you there was more for doing the job well?"
Looking at Seerus he says:
"So you like gold I see, but what if I told you there was more for doing the job well?"
"You have our attention."
"Let's hear the job, I suppose." Miijoka said, crossing his arms. "At least it's a better deal than the one we got before... Not counting this ship"
"You can keep the ship. We just need you to go in and blow up enough ships to distract them from the assassins we'll be sending in to kill their leader. Think you can do it?"
Seerus smiles, "That should be no problem. I can think of many ways to blow up a ship. In fact, I have blown a few ships up in the past."
"and Will there be any protections from Drake as part of this deal, which is admittedly otherwise quite appealing?"
"You'll be facing off against him, but he's no problem."
"We can take him. But what happens if we get to the human fleet and they make us an EVEN MORE enticing job offer?" Says Arther to the blank stares of his compatriots.
"That seems to be the pattern with us anyway. You're only the highest bidder until you're out-bid. It didn't work out so well for Drake, we betrayed him immediately, but he did threaten to kill us if we didn't comply. What's your contingency?"
To the team:"Am I overthinking this?"
"Only when de first deal involves a gun to my head." Miijoka replied. "I was never gonna do dat last job in de first place."