Alwen figures that so long as the Owlbear was picking up a weapon, he ought to do the same, grabbing the offered belaying pin. "Well, fairer fight, but I'd really prefer no weapons," He comments, ducking and weaving in his blind zone before striking out with the club - and what a hit it was!
Satinder starts talking too loud to fully distract the big man.
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The Owlbear reels with the powerful blow and drops his belaying pin, whimpering and trying to back away. Hot tears streaming down his cheeks, he tries to flee, but Plugg and several other pirates force him back into the circle. Instead of fighting, however, the Owlbear simply stands and cries, an odd wailing sound.
"Alwen must drop the club! This is a game of skill, not a battle!" Chumtooth shouts to the pointy-eared Other.
"I know that," Alwen says, looking back at Owlbear. Despite his hulking appearance, it seemed that the man wasn't exactly that bright - the fact was that he didn't want to fight anymore either. He tossed the belaying pin to the side, putting his guard down. "Hey now, we're done here - he's not fighting any longer," He calls out to Plugg. "I'm certainly not going to keep beating on a man crying. It's shameful."
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The giant man's whimpers and sobs slow when he realizes that Alwen has no intent of continuing. Plugg is enraged and moves to whip both combatants, but stays his hand when he looks around at the crew, many of whom seem to be eying Alwen with a new respect.
When the Owlbear realizes that the fight is over, he approaches Alwen and clasps the elf in a giant bear hug, threatening to crush the breath from him. "Friend?" he says, more a question than a statement.
"Ooof!" Alwen gasps a little bit as he's suddenly hugged by the man. He grins despite himself as he looks at the Owlbear. "Sure, friends. I suppose its not the first time I've gained friendship by defeating a man - first time with just fisticuffs," he tells him, wriggling a little in his grasp.
"But for now, I should probably collect my winnings, yes? I did earn them," He adds, glancing at Plugg.
Chumtooth approaches the redheaded female Other called Sandara.
"This one can use healing magic, yes? Chumtooth took many bites from the large rats down below. Will this one use magic to heal the bites?"
Chumtooth does his best to speak in the manner the Others refer to as poe-leye-tt.
Bangkha wanders over to some of the less hostile crew and investigates the entertainments available.
Dantes, still struggling to recover from his wounds, will try to rest through the night to properly recoup.
After checking to make sure that his winnings are all there, Alwen tucks the purse into his belt before picking up his rum ration - feeling a bit sore after his tumble with the Owlbear, he figures he might as well take to bed early, getting rid of the alcohol quietly and bidding the crew good night.
Tomorrow he'd be better rested and more likely be able to make use of his newly gotten fame.
Satinderr drops the rum without minding if anyone can see her dropping it. Nobody says anything, so she'll asume she was inconspicuous enough.
She congratulates the elf, and walks with him to the hammocks.
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Bangkha
The men are happy to have you gamble with them. The game is knucklebones. Rosie Cusswell agrees to front you a pot of 50 gp.
One bone, different from the rest, is the "jack." The jack is tossed into the air and the other bones collected from the ground one by one. On the first toss, one bone is collected and the jack caught. On the second toss, two jacks are picked up, etc. There are eight bones besides the jack.
The first toss is a Dexterity check (DC 10). For each toss made thereafter, the DC increases by 2. So the second toss is DC 12, the third toss is DC 14, the fourth toss is DC 16, the fifth toss is DC 18, the sixth toss is DC 20, the seventh is DC 22, and the eighth is DC 24. Bets are placed on whether or not the individual tossing the jack will collect all the required bones.
Chumtooth
Sandra smiles at the larger man, a charming, disarming smile that puts even the mighty Chumtooth at ease. "Of course," she says. She lays hands on Chumtooth and intones a few gentle syllables.
Ayaki
Ambrose is hesitant at first, but enjoys being the center of attention. You have successfully befriended him.
Chumtooth nods at his freshly healed wounds.
"This one has earned a boon from Chumtooth," he says to the flame-haired female Other.
Bangkha looks at the jacks and shakes his head, sliding the money back to Rosie. "Thanks, but if I'm going to throw money away, I don't want to have to pay it back."
Chumtooth begins each day the same, by approaching the one called Sandara and reminding her that she has a boon she may ask of him. He will continue to do so until she requests a favor he deems reciprocal to the healing she provided.
During the workday, he does the work assigned to him without speaking to anyone unless they speak to him first. He does however, watch out for Sandara. Specifically, he watches to see if any other members of the crew attempt to harass, harm, or bully her. If he witnesses such behavior, he confronts the culprit immediately. It bothers him to owe a boon, and he wishes to repay it as soon as possible.
If a Constitution check (if required on a given day) is failed, Chumtooth will attempt to toss out his rum ration.
If he is not fatigued, he will drink his ration.
Chumtooth will stay awake and on deck as long as Sandara does, making sure no one harms or harasses her.
In general Satinder will do her job, keep an eye on the elf with the mean left hook and the barbarian with the strange language. She will try to be around him to teach him a bit of the common tongue, and in turn tries to pick up his language.
She will no doubt have dropped some hints about Chumtooth being in love with the redhead, but knowing him he will quickly be a buzzkill and not allow her to make any more remarks like these.
[dice=Influence Crimson "Cog" (unfriendly)]1d20 +2[/dice]
On the sixth day, Satinder is beginning to feel a bit better. Th fever seems to have largely broken down, and her head is starting to clear out.
She does the jobs as best as she can, trying to help the other new guys if she fins a decent opportunity. The dwarf in the kitchen just might have come to find her company useful, as she knows a lot about the kitchen.
[dice=Influence Crimson "Cog" (unfriendly)]1d20 +2 +1[/dice]
On the seventh day, Satinder feels as fit as a fiddle. She is itching for a fight, seeing the whip on the captain's first mate.
She however keeps her calm, and does her job.
Talking to many of the ship's residents, she is starting to make new friends.
[Ooc]+4 for diligence to task roll required.[/dice]
Bangkha spends his days working, and scouring the ship for anything that might resemble weapons and/or armor. Nights, he drinks his rum, saves a little food for Cat, and continues his recon.
Day 5
Though still recovering from his wounds, Dantes will take a break during the day to go to the quartermaster’s store. Profession (cook) . In the stores, Dantes is trying to find what they did with his spell book, and perhaps his spell components or things he can use for spell components.
Rum check
That night, he’ll sleep through to try and recover from the wounds incurred in the bilge. Hit points now 5/9.
Day 6
The next day, Dantes will break from his chores to Sneak and look for a lockbox or similar place where his spell book may be. Profession (cook)
Rum check
That night, he’ll sleep through the night to recover wounds and avoid fatigue. Hit points now 6/9.
Day 7
Dantes will again Sneak around, looking for places on the ship that may be worth revisiting later to equip himself. Profession (cook)
Rum check
That night, he’ll again sleep through. Hit points, 7/9.
Fort check vs. disease
Once again, the elf attempts to persuade the half-orc quartermaster to give back his confiscated belongings - of course he has money now to pay for other interesting things as well, should he spot anything useful, like a elven curve blade.
Depending on whether or not he's gained most or all of his gear back now, Alwen will work diligently during the day, whistling a sea shanty while running the rigging lines.
Looking for another pick me up from the very lovely lass, Alwen asks again for a healing hand to recover fully from the rest of his wounds.
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In the interest of moving the story along, I'm going to handwave the task checks and say that everyone passed successfully.
Alwen
Grok begrudgingly returns your gear to you, admonishing that if anyone should ask, you paid to have it returned. No elven curved blades, but there are thieves' tools, a selection of potions, daggers, cutlasses, arrows, crossbow bolts, a few armors, and a small selection of magical items. Sandra heals your remaining wounds.
Ayaki
Badger is now helpful, and Conchobhar is now indifferent. By "stealth," do you mean that you are sneaking about and exploring, or that you are actively trying to steal something? Also, your failed Fortitude check indicates the onset of filth fever. You suffer the following damages:
Satinder
Crimson Cog is now friendly and Tilly Brackett is now helpful.
Bangkha
You discover that most anything of value is either held in individual lockers or in the quartermaster's store (which is kept secured when Grok is not present).
Dantes
You find much the same thing as Bangkha; anything of real value is in individual's lockers or else in the quartermaster's store. I would also like to point out that stealing on board ship is punishable by keelhauling. You have passed your first disease check; one to go.
Chumtooth
You have a relatively uneventful two days.
Day 7 is thoroughly wet. The rain seems relentless, but it is a welcome change of pace from the oppressive heat earlier in the week.
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Day 8
The ship is tossing madly like a toy in a tub of water as you awaken. Scourge wakens you with the cracking of his whip, and Plugg is waiting for you on deck. The wind is howling madly and lightning splits the skies. The sails are full with the wind.
"Ye'll all be working the rigging today. We need all hands! Get yer arses into the rigging and get ta work!"
Alwen, Chumtooth, and Dantes - Rigging Repair: The ship’s rigging frequently gets damaged and must be repaired, requiring four DC 12 Climb checks to reach the rigging 30 feet up, followed by a DC 12 Profession (sailor) or Dexterity check.
Satinder and Bangkha - Upper Rigging Work: Work in the upper rigging, 50 feet up, requiring seven DC 12 Climb checks, followed by a DC 12 Profession (sailor) or Dexterity check.
Ayaki - Line Work: Hard work hoisting and lowering sails, requiring a DC 12 Profession (sailor) or Dexterity check. The PC must also make a DC 12 Constitution check to avoid being fatigued at the end of the shift.
"Sandara has a boon to ask of Chumtooth," he reminds the flame-haired other, after the morning duties are announced.
With barely a pause, he turns and moves to the rigging lines, and begins climbing.
Chumtooth finds it difficult to find his footing, initially, on the wet rigging, but he perseveres and makes it up.
Once up in the rigging, he does his part to find and repair damaged lines.
Chumtooth continues to watch Sandara's back, whenever she is visible on deck. He also watches to see if anyone looks at her with a malicious intent.
Despite slipping on the wet ropes when he was only a few feet off the deck, Bangkha manages to get up into the rigging and do what needs to be done....
The storm rages and howls as Satinder gets into the rigging. She ties her hair together, checks nothing czn be caught in the wind too much, and sets ber mind fully to it.
Despite the wind and the rain trying hard to bring her and Bangkha down, she never slips or falls. She tries to feel out when the wind will blow hardest, at which point she stays put and holds on tight.
"Is that all you got?" she shouts against the storm, even as she sees the half-orc climbing ahead.
She shakes her head.
Dangerous or lucky fool...
Stormy seas and whipping winds cut through the elf as he attempts to get up the rigging as quickly as possible - in cases like this one, you didn't want to be the one to screw up and cause the ship to over turn.
Unfortunately, the whipping winds are a bit of a hassle to adjust to, Alwen taking twice as long as normal to get to his position. "Smiles, get that line over there! Freefall, the rigging behind you!" Alwen shouts at them, trying to organize things up here.
Day 8
Dantes regards the rigging warily, before putting foot to rope and focusing on the day’s work.
Working Diligently!
Climb
Climb
Climb
Climb
Profession (sailor)
Disease check Fort
Edit:
Additional climb checks since there were two misses above:
Climb
Climb
That looks like a fall from 30'. Damage
That puts him at -1 and unconscious.
While trying to climb to the rigging, Dantes almost reaches the top before falling back to the deck, hitting hard and not moving after.
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Dantes - You awaken to see the attractive (by human standards) face of Sandara hovering over you. She has healed you. Also, you have overcome the filth fever!
The storm rages all day and well into the night. The evening meal is a simple biscuit, and there is no rum ration or entertainment. Instead, everyone pulls a double shift in the rigging.
Alwen, Ayaki, Satinder, and Chumtooth - Line Work: Hard work hoisting and lowering sails, requiring a DC 12 Profession (sailor) or Dexterity check. You must make a DC 14 Constitution check to avoid becoming fatigued at the end of your second shift.
Bangkha - Lookout: A climb to the crow’s nest 60 feet up, requiring eight DC 12 Climb checks followed by a DC 12
Perception check. You must make a DC 14 Constitution check to avoid becoming fatigued at the end of your second shift.
Dantes - Rope Work: Handling the ship’s ropes, including coiling them, stowing them, and securing them to cleats and single and double bollards, requiring a DC 12 Profession (sailor) or Dexterity check. You must make a DC 14 Constitution check to avoid becoming fatigued at the end of your second shift.
Ayaki, you suffer the following damages for today. Be sure to apply any penalties to your rolls.
About halfway through the shift, a fierce waves breaks over the deck, washing Rosie Cusswell overboard! The halfling calls for help, bobbing in the dark waters.
"Bugger all," Alwen swears as a wave crashes over the ship. Not only that, but it appears to have taken his favorite foul-mouthed halfling along for the ride. That would not do at all.
"Smiles, hold onto the other end of this line and get ready to haul us in!" Alwen shouts to the Kuru. "Same for you lasses!"
Without further explanation, Alwen grabs onto the end of a rope line, and dives off after Rosie, as close as he can to grab onto her.
Suddenly, the mad pointy-eared Other throws him a line, and Chumtooth watches as he leaps overboard.
Chumtooth wraps the line around his forearm, and braces his foot against the gunnal.
Remembering the call from his days on the whaler, he howls into the wind.
Satinder approaches Bangkha, and whispers to him: "I am better at climbing, you are better at ties rope shizzle. How about we exchange jobs? I don't want you to fall to your death, and I prefer being up there to wrestling with wet rope. What do you say?"
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Satinder feels at home in the water, even when the storm around her rages.
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After a nerve-wracking climb up to the Crow's Nest, Bangkha keeps a sharp lookout. Upon seeing Rosie swept over the side, he screams a warning....
She will always want to compete and prove she's better, and it's already bugging her she couldn't fight Owlbear because of her ilness.
I'll assume i don't work my entire 'shift' since the incident.
The elf grabs onto Rosie and hauls her to hold onto the line, shouting up at the kuru. "Pull us in!" Alwen swims back along the line, only to find to his surprise that someone else has jumped in. "Grab the line, quickly!" He yells at her over the crashing waves.
Chumtooth begins to haul them in:
Fatigued from holding the line against the waves, and trying to haul in three people, he struggles to pull in the line.
Satinder tries to swim like she always did, but understands quickly she needs the rope.
Between waves, she shouts at Alwen:
"You're the...
smart one! Bringing ...
a rope and hav-
having Chumtoo-
Chumtooth help you."