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It has been a week since the caravan left Sandpoint, while there is a slight gloom mood on the town, ever since Ameiko, Koya, Sandru and Shalelu left. Today is slightly different though, it is late morning and a large crowd has gathered in the north beach, something strange has washed up. No one can tell what it is yet, all they can see is something moving under the mass of sea weeds, bits of wood and other flotsam.
It has been a week since the caravan left Sandpoint, while there is a slight gloom mood on the town, ever since Ameiko, Koya, Sandru and Shalelu left. Today is slightly different though, it is late morning and a large crowd has gathered in the north beach, something strange has washed up. No one can tell what it is yet, all they can see is something moving under the mass of sea weeds, bits of wood and other flotsam.
Durgen will go over to the mass and clear away the seaweed, wood, and other flotsam. Turning to the crowd, "Can anyone else help me?"
From the crowd approaches a tall, pale skinned elf with long, dark red hair pulled tightly back. He wears a finely made blue vest over a thick shirt and brown britches, ending in hearty riding boots. His well warn grey cloak is whipping in the coastal breeze. At his side is a Rapier and set of long daggers. He sets down his large pack upon the sand and kneels beside the Dwarf.
He grins widely and nods a greeting. Let me help you there partner. as he stoops, pulling a dagger. He begins to cut through the seaweed, a handful at a time, trying to free whatever is struggling beneath.
A massive Ulfen man with long red hair strides forward and begins pulling huge hanks of seaweed from the pile.
He smiles at the other twoo and says, "Here. Let me help. Let's find out what the sea has gifted us with."
An wild looking elf with a bird sitting on his shoulder stands at the edge of the crowd, letting those more capable of clearing the seaweed have the room they need as he observes.
The Half-Elf lass pulls her tri-corn hat lower on her brow against the glare of the sun. Eyes closed to slits against the shine from the sand. With her boots placed squarely upon the beach, sand scuffed over their tops.
While both hands rest upon her hips, one hovers over a small item in a leather pouch resting there. Her gaze is intent upon the sand where the flotsam of the storm is worked over by some of the locals.
Durgen, Phagin and Kjell ** spoiler omitted **
Durgen will try and identify what this creature is
"You heard the...thing...let's help it back into the sea." Durgen grabs the being and carried it back to the water (Unless he needs help then he will wait for Phagin or Kjell)
Phagin stands bolt upright, and peers down at the wriggling mass. "You want to go... back?
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He then begins helping Durgen drag the seaweed mass back to the water.
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"Sunset"
Durgen
Phagin
Sunset frowns as the men utter words, then lift...something from the sand and begin to stagger back towards the water.
She shifts and begins to pace along with them, more shadowing their movement than drawing closer.
Her hand shifts uneasily upon her hip as the men's boots/feet begin to splash in the shallow surf. She glances about the wave churned beach for any other flotsam and jetsam amongst the tide mark.
"Now don't you worry, little friend, we will be getting you back in the water right quick."
Kjell helps the other two carefully move the creature back to the sea.
"just who might you be?" He asks the creature.
Having seen some details, Sunset relaxes a little and moves in to help. Trying to gently get a hold of what ever is flopping the most.
"Ach, not a good situation for powder." She laments as the surf washes about her legs.
Maldrin will step forward to see if there is room for him to help; if there isn't, he'll stand by.
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Lumi was most likely passing a ball back and forth with some children in the north beach crowd. as she was passing the ball, she was likely humming an upbeat cheerful rythm and trying to distract herself from the depression she recieved from Nu-Nu's dissapearance. her perky mentality seemed highly suspicious. and for quite a while, she latched onto her youth and taken on childish traits reminiscent of her youthful appearance.
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Once the mass of junk is far enough in the sea (about waist deep) the creature swims under and into the ocean, you all get a glimps at what it was; a young mermaid. She looked almost starved to death. Before she manages to swim away though an arrow lands on her back, biting in deep and filling the ocean around the mermaid with blood. The mermaid isn't moving any more.
"Apparently someone doesn't care much for mermaids, or at least not that mermaid." Maldrin comments, a bit concerned as he sends Molette to circle over the area just in case anything else breaks the surface.
Phagin starts making his way quickly back to shore. He scans the area in the direction from which the arrow came looking for the shooter.
"Where did it come from?"
Kjell swears loudly.
Och! Who would do such a fell thing to the puir, little thing!?"
He will attempt to reach her and see if he can aid her.
Phagin starts making his way quickly back to shore. He scans the area in the direction from which the arrow came looking for the shooter.
"Where did it come from?"
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Durgen will look for the shooter as well
At the landing of the arrow Sunset draws her weapon from its holster and looks towards shore, even as she tries to both keep her arm above the waves and still get to the figure now floating limp in the water.
"Some one get something to heal with!" She yells.
"We're ages from shore and the lass was submerged, there's still a chance..." Sunset's voice trails off as she reaches for the merfolk.
Maldrin moves up the the shoreline where he can use magic missiles to protect those involved in the rescue of the mermaid if the situation requires it.
Phagin begins to move cautiously up the beach toward the edge of town.
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Lumi makes one last pass to the children before she tells them i believe my help is needed elsewhere. i shall try to come back later she hastily grabs what she can to help and bolts in the wounded mermaid's direction as she felt a strange sensation in that direction. the same sensation she always felt when an innocent life is endangered.
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Sunset
Phagin
Phagin and Durgen ** spoiler omitted **
Kjell ** spoiler omitted **
Durgen will ask Kjell how she is. If he says she is still alive I will move and cast cure light wounds (or stabilize if I cannot make it to her immediately.)
If Kjell says she is dead or still ok I will point out the person who shot her and move towards him
Maldrin will step up and try to stem the bleeding before the mermaid dies, wishing he could remember how Shalelu had used to do it, and that his feeble attempts might at least be enough to help someone else.
Maldrin's attempts to heal the mermaid fail to help her condition, thoug seeing that she is still alive Durgen casts [i]cure light wounds[i] on the poor creature
I will also attempt to place myself between the mermaid and the shooter so she doesn't take anymore arrows
Seeing the others are aiding the stricken lass, Sunset now turns and begins wading back to shore.
"Who saw where that stick came from?" She calls, "Who saw the low life who'd put an arrow in some one's back?" She demands. The tone of Sunset's voice leaves no doubt that the Half-Elf's dander is up.
Kjell will continue to support the mermaid as those more skilled in healing attend her. He makes sure that the mermaid is protected from anyone else on the shore.
"Did any of you see the blackguard that did this?"He asks the others gathered aroound him.
"I'll give him some of his own back if we find him!"
"Now that was easy, wasn't it? Assuming I believe you. So how much did he pay you? And more importantly, what's my cut to let you just walk away? It sounds like that angry mob is starting to get curious about you too. It would be a shame if I had to tell them where you went."
I am, thou, starting to doubt that you were paid for that little show back there. Did this 'Njord' say you should just stand by the shore, waiting patiently for random driftwood to beach itself. Then, just maybe there should be something under it, and if it tries to swim off, then you should do away with it. Preferably with a crowd of people standing around watching. Was that really what you were hired for?" Grinning widely again "That sounds really unlikely to me. Why don't you tell me why you were really so eager for some aquatic target practice?"
Seeing the mermaid being taken care of, Maldrin will try to track down someone who may have seen the beginning of this scene to try to get some idea of how it started as Molette continues to circle overhead, watching out for further trouble.
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Phagin
Maldrin
