Drink up lads! More to go around! The Sea Goddess provides! she says, trying to smile without showing too many teeth.
The rest of the have a good laugh and say "Oh I there is plenty to drink but we must get down for work lest ye' face the lash good night" Then they head down to sleep...the rest are left by them selves what will these goblins do...
Raph feels like he may be getting the hang of this mop. Perhaps if we ever get off the boat, he will take it with him.
"Wizard. What will your spellbook allow you to do? Seeing how you get on with the taskmaster, you may wish to prepare a spell of swimming."
He yawns as he speaks with his new comrades.
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A look of disgust washes over Kraleck's face as Raph's morning greeting washes over his olfactory senses.
"Well, for one thing, it helps me with this.."
With a flick of his finger, Kraleck casts prestidigitation on Raph, mainly his mouth, where the smell of yesterday's gruel if replaced by mint.
Well at least you have spellbook back.. Gnaly says. Disappointed she didn't get them drunk enough, she's not too keen on exploring the ship tonight.
Raph will not need alcohol to sleep. He's not sure alcohol is good for you anyway.
Kraleck wakes to a Sharp pain, his eyes clear to find the source of this pain. Its a blade and it owner is master scourge flanked by his two lackies. He speaks in a low growl "i be given ye' one last choice stain. Leave this ship the bext time we make port. Less i gut ye and have mr. Kroop serve ye as morin meal...." he waits for kralecks response...
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The goblin wizard summons up his bravado, despite the overwhelming odds.
Kraleck sighs, "Finally! Trust me, your smelliness, next port, I'm gone."
"I'm pleased we've come to an understanding at last."
He pulls the rusty knife back but grasses close enough to give Kraleck a small cut. With a booming voice that shatters the altogether silence of the rocking boat. As Master Scourge walks out he demonstrates the uncanny skill with a whip he has using in the confined space hitting various few who dont seem to be moving quick enough
The sickness the prior night seems to have only invigorated Scruug as voraciously goes about his slave labor duties on the ship.
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Kraleck gets up too quick and at least has the sense to puke on one of Scourge's lackey and not the man himself.
Gnaly yawns.. wondering what plans her goddess has for her.
Raph awakes to a loud jerk with a whip. He's on his feet before he's fully conscious. It takes him a moment to realize he isn't under attack.
The next moment, his knees fall out from underneath him as he falls to the floor, and begins to violently vomit. He is sure his mop will be able to correct the mess, but he's not so sure he can man the mop at present. He staggers to a stand and makes for the stairs so that the next regurgitation will be outside the bunk area.
"Come back here! You're gonna have to mop that up yourself!" Gnaly yells at Raph.
The day begins with some of the new crew tossing some of last nights dinner onto the floor of the sleeping area. As he is task to clean it up a roar of anger can be heard form the captains quarters. "THATS IT I CANT STOMACH THIS SLOP ANY MORE GET EVERY ONE ON DECK " The crew scramble to line up on the main deck of the ship the captain barks "RIGHT THEN...which one of you has any skill when it comes to cooking. I'm done forcing this fish head down"
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Gnaly puts her hand up. "Me good!" Actually, she wasn't that great a cook, but adding alcohol to everything seemed to help.
Raph wavers a bit, still feeling unsteady. He hopes the Gnaly is true to her word. It might be nice to get some enjoyment out of food, even if it was going to be spewed out later.
Assuming WE get to eat any new food at all
Scruug picks his nose as he waits around atop the deck. Never had he really minded what he put in his mouth so long as it was cooked through, he wasn't particularly well versed in it.
"Very will girl get to the kitchen and bring me some food by the next hour. If its anything like what ive been eating ill eat you..." The captain barks and nods to Master Scourge " right dogs back to it then days just begun." He yells at Gnaly "well get on with ye' task let see if the Cap'ins eat'in ye' food or ye'foot ahahah"
Gnaly giggles and goes to the kitchen to prepare some food for the crew. She uses her spell to make sure there's copious amount of alcohol to cook with.
Scruug makes his way below deck to the kitchen half-hazardly wiping the floor with his mop, grumbling to himself every now and again. When he gets to Gnaly he asks "Hey, You need help? Scruug bored of swabbin."
At least cleaning distracts me from vomiting, Raph muses. But I wouldn't mind another job. I bet I could cook. He harumphs as he continues to swab the deck.
Gnaly giggles and goes to the kitchen to prepare some food for the crew. She uses her spell to make sure there's copious amount of alcohol to cook with.
"Good luck", calls Kraleck as the others scamper to the kitchen. Looking around at his surroundings, knowing he'll be asked, the goblin wizard sigh heavily and begins to clean the deck and surrounding area using prestidigitation.