The upper rigging wasn't the worst place on the ship to work - in fact, he kind of liked it up here. He'd have preferred the crow's nest personally - now that was his kind of job, just sitting staring at the horizon and feeling the salty wind on his face.
Well, considering his newfound relationship with the quartermaster, he figured he ought to go and pay her a visit and ask for all of his gear back. He had an itemized list in his head, after all. In fact, he might ask her to return the equipment of a few others to sow gratuity with him - nothing like having a few more people on his side here.
He slipped down to Grok's, grinning at his favorite female half-orc on the boat. "Well, there - I've come to ask as nicely as possible if I could perhaps have my things back? They are very precious to me - especially my bow. Strangled a Chelish marine for that."
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Satinder tries to put her back into work, but her being up all night has left its mark. She does her best to keep at it, catching the rats and bugs and other vermin as required.
She tries to assist Bangkha, Ayaki and Chumtooth as much as she can, but is not always very helpful, especially around Chumtooth.
"Sorry mate, I'd best let you ... *yawn* ...work by yourself. I'll make it up to you tomorrow, I swear!"
She has trouble keeping her eyes open, and is looking forward to a decent night's rest in her hammock!
Chumtooth feels the pressure to fill his bucket with so many rat catchers working today. He bends himself diligently to hunting vermin.
"Chumtooth will not be lashed this day," he growls, feeling certain that the bloodthirsty officers assigned so many to the simple duty in the hopes that at least one would fail.
Catching rats below decks almost feels like cheating, but Bangkha does as he is instructed, thanking each of the little creatures as he quickly snaps their necks. It is the quickest, least cruel fate he can give them.
As he works, he takes his time to scour the area for anything that might prove useful, or valuable.
To pass the time as they work, he makes small talk with Ayaki.
"You're the piper," he says. "You play beautifully. We're fortunate to have such talent on board." [ooc]Because he has no idea you don't roll a 32 every time you play.
Despite having resolved to start looking for ways to break away from the Wormwood, with the captain's scrutiny on the evening's meal, Dantes works diligently in its preparation.
DC 10 profession to slaughter pig
DC 15 profession to dress and cook pig
Despite his attention and best efforts, it would seem Dantes' efforts fall short. Also, and intoxicated Kroop couldn't have helped enough to make up the difference.
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The day drags on, the weather oppressively hot. Even below decks offers no relief, the stink of sweat and other savory odors seem amplified by the heat. In the kitchen, Dantes finds that Kroop is insensible today and that leaves him to make the preparations for dinner himself. Worse still, Captain Harrigan has called for a special meal this day.
The others, all assigned to rat-catching duty, are going about their tasks when Mr. Plugg rounds all of you up (including Dantes).
"Scrimshaw says that there be somethin' in the bilges. Get yer arses down there and take care of it," he says, handing you some belaying pins (treat as a club; 1d4). "Don' come back up 'til whatever it is be dead! And don't take all day, ye still have duties ta perform!"
"Right then, Mr. Plugg!" Alwen gives a salute, holding ont his club before heading down to the bilges, looking at the others. "So, the rest of you blokes coming? Should be great fun - well, unless whatever's down there tries to eat our faces."
He's the first down into the bilges, swinging his billy club around and checking around the nasty muck.
Chumtooth takes the pin in his hand, and tests the heft.
"What did Jack see? What is Chumtooth going to kill?" he asks the first mate.
"Probably a kraken," Satinder jokingly says, while grabbing a belaying pin and checking the weight.
When out of hearing: "I'll stick with my knife, I reckon. Not used to this much weight, really slow down the blow doesn't it?"
Chumtooth's eyes, comfortable in the dim light, scan the waters for movement.
Bangkha gives the club an experimental swing and drops down into the bilges.
Dantes accepts the club awkwardly, and follows the others below. He too shares darkvision, though under the best of circumstances it isn't the keenest. He'll use the pin to feel about in the water near his feet.
Bangkha slaps the water with his belaying pin.
Dantes curses to himself as he lashes out at the rat before him.
Miss chance
To hit
Damage
The elf's attempt to hit a rat ends up hitting nothing but water, wincing a little as he feels the teeth bite into his leg. "Really could have used my armor and gear right about now..."
Chumtooth snarls and flails angrily at the swimming rodents.
Satinder moves her feet in rapid progression, trying to avoid the rats biting. So far she's had more luck than the others in the group.
The weariness of the long night is beginning to show though, as she strikes at nothing but water. She focusses on defense instead of offense.
"I picked the wrong night to be overly busy." she says, breathing hard.
"Can someone distract them fro, behind?"
>> AC 17 now.
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after getting bit. I give my leg a swift kick to get it out of my system, and then begin to sing a song, that will lift and inspire my mates to be attack stronger and more accurate
Inspire Courage (Su): A 1st level bard can use his performance to inspire courage in his allies (including himself), bolstering them against fear and improving their combat abilities. To be affected, an ally must be able to perceive the bard’s performance. An affected ally receives a +1 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls.
Fort save
Hissing in pain at the wound from the rat, Dantes presses his attack on the rodent.
Miss chance
To hit
Damage
Chumtooth snarls as one of the filthy beasts bites him again. He lashes out with his makeshift club, and giving in to his more base nature, tries to bite one of the creatures as well .
"Chumtooth, aid me! Use the opening in the rats to attak them. I will try to keep them on my, please!"
Satinder will stand in the midst of all the rats, moving and trying to dodge the rats as much as possible.
Bangkha snarls in pain as the rat bites him, and slams his makeshift club down at it.
"I don't suppose anyone here is a spellcaster?" Alwen asks as he attempts to hit another rat - really, considering the water, they were in a bit of a pickle. "Right, everyone out unless you want to be eaten alive by rats!"
Alwen heads up the ladder - they're definitely not clearing the bilge this way, and some time to actually come up with a better plan would be preferable to dying down here.
Me. [/grumble]
"Ladies should leave us to it - you both look dead on your feet!" Alwen tells them.
Dantes will stay too.
Satinder will *not* and *never* be the first to leave! :-D
Also: thank you DM for the 20%! :-)
Catching the clever half-elf's footwork to help expose the rats, Dantes mimicks her. When he sees movement under the water, he swings his foot nearby to lower the water level, following up with a quick club strike.
Miss chance
To hit
Damage
Unfortunately, he is not as nimble as Satinder and doesn't have much success with that foe.
Chumtooth snarls as the creatures swarm and bite at him.
He lashes at with club and teeth, trying to kill them.
Sweat is forming on her face, as she is struggling to maintain a semblance of fighting ability. She is shouting things at the rats that, could tey understand her, would make them curse back and call a vendetta.
Kicking and splashing bilgewater, Bangkha takes another swing.
Alwen still isn't having much in the way of luck with hitting his targets - and now he's gotten his heels nipped again. This was turning out to be an annoyance, as he takes a cautious step towards the bilge pump.
Chumtooth growls with pain, as yet another set of sharp rodent teeth tear at his flesh.
He swings out again with his club at the nearest rat.
He gnashes his teeth at another.
Alwen tries to club a rat as well, kicking the waters to reveal the waterborne vermin. How they managed to stay undiscovered for so long, he hadn't the foggiest, but at least they were taking care of them now.
Fort Save
Seeing the effectiveness of some of the others, Dantes slides over to distract the rat nearest Bangkha, hoping it will help him land a blow.
Setting up a flank for Bangkha and attacking a rat.
Miss chance
To hit
Damage
Edit: Possible crit:
Confirm
Damage
Though with the miss chance roll, I guess a crit doesn't matter.
Satinder continues to struggle, and tries to aid the others by distracting the little rats as much as possible.