Legends of Cadranite (Inactive)

Game Master Fallen_Mage

Season 1 - Shadows of the Past

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Once she finishes the bread and water and her stomach feels a little better, she takes the empty cup back to Sticks. "Sorry if I'm a pain in the ass sometimes. Thanks for the water and bread, it helped a little." She turns away from him and starts to head back to the stairs that'll lead her back up on deck.


HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

Tikkle actually doesn't kick into high gear once aboard the ship. He calls over an experienced crewman and gives instruction to leave port and take a general heading depending on the wind at sea. He beckons Jeggs into his quarters to go over the map and try to get a lock on the island.

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"A movin' island Cap'n? How is that even possible?" Jeggs asked.


N Half-Orc Hunter 4
Stats:
Init: +4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 19 | FF: 16 | Fort: +5 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Perception: +10/+12 Low-Light Vision |

Answer: wibbily wobbly timey wimey... stuff


Male Trapper/Guide 7 HP: 69/69; AC: 18, T: 13, FF: 15; Fort: +8, Ref: +9, Will: +5; Init: +5, Perception +17

Addendum: Alonsy!


Hey, you already encountered him twice, isn't that enough?


HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

"Dunno, mate. But ain't it all the more interesting? It can't be moving more than a few knots. Something that big has to be very deep to float, so I'm thinking it'll be going round the end of this reef here." Tikkle points to the proper map laid beside the magical one. "There's a good current on the backside of it, so if the wind is good, we could head it off there. What say you?"

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Gashka goes back up on deck and goes to the side of the ship where she can feel the breeze in her face.

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Jeggs looked at the maps and after some thoughts, he replied, "Well, you've always been better navigation than me, but it seems sound. What do you think's on it?"


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Oh kitty oh kitty oh where are you? Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur. Happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr purr purr. Hehehe


HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

"Something I want." Comes the curt reply, a gleam in the feline's eye.

He quickly hashes out time and tide with Jeggs and sends him out with orders to give.

Stripping to his breeches, he tucks the map into a hidden drawer, seals it, and sets about his duties. There are a few vessels near Polaris, and so the cat Captain makes a call. "Bare fangs, boys! We roll beneath the black flag!" With that, special sails release forward and on the jib depicting the Wildcat's fanged skull and the black flag is raised on the mainmast. "Tehanna! Prepare a thunderclap for anyone foolhardy enough to deny us a wide berth. We won't miss this chance."

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Gashka merely looks up from her spot and shakes her head at her loves bellowing.

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"Yes Captain." She responded after her and Christophe had just come up from below working on more Ghost Salt. Turning to the gun crew, she ordered, "Alright mates, just like we practiced, load!"


N Half-Orc Hunter 4
Stats:
Init: +4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 19 | FF: 16 | Fort: +5 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Perception: +10/+12 Low-Light Vision |

"He's going all out for this one, huh?"


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Is Jin nearby? I mean where Gashka is, cuz I think I have a near perfect answer for that question. Unless it's a rhetorical one.


N Half-Orc Hunter 4
Stats:
Init: +4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 19 | FF: 16 | Fort: +5 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Perception: +10/+12 Low-Light Vision |

Just hanging around the deck staying out of the way.


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Same here pretty much, this girl...not meant to be a sailor.

Hearing Jin's remark she wonders over as the fresh air has helped her sensitive stomach feel a little better, "Oh you know how he is, can't do anything without a big show. It's interesting and all, but I really wasn't looking to attract this much attention to us. Just hoping we can get out of port soon before anything....unseemly happens." She smiles as her eyes find Tikkle on deck.


HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

Tikkle ties off the sheet he had pulled and joins the two at the railing, catching the tail of their conversation. "Aye. I didn't really want to either, but we could get caught up in avoiding other ships and lose our window. Brazenly flying the black flag will make merchants steer away and even the port authority will know we mean business. The only bad luck we might have is pirate hunters, and I don't think I have a big enough bounty on my head right now to warrant their attention." He looks around at the crew and adds "And I swear they work harder flying true colors."

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

She leans up on her toes and kisses his cheek, "Uhhuh...you have a pretty nice flag too, I like it. It's very....pretty." She grins at him.


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

She wraps her arms around him, "You're a good Captain and any pirate hunters that came after you would have to be insane cuz they'd have to go through all o' us first and that's only if Terra didn't sink their boat first and crush it into a million pieces. So see...no worries."


It didn't take long for the Wild Cat to get underway, for the wind seemed to pickup in their favor as soon as preparations began. As the sun began setting, and before it dipped out of sight, you could see the Lighthouse become lit. It would seem old Geoffry didn't have much trouble getting to the top after all.

Some departure music.


HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

Tikkle grins. "I knew it was a good idea to let those bards aboard. Sailing with theme music is awesome!"

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Gashka just stands quietly with her arm around Tikkle.

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

After a while she gives him a squeeze and stretches up on her tip toes to give him a kiss, "Go on and do your Captain stuff. Go steer your ship or whatever. I'm gonna go for a walk and head over to the other side of the ship where I can feel the breeze in my face. I....I don't want to get in the way." She smiles up at him slightly as she runs a hand through his fur.

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HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

Looking back, he sees Jeggs at the helm. "I think I can walk with you, love."he says calmly. Walking her to the bow, he shows her the reef. "see the strip of white there beneath the waves? During the day that's a pretty colorful reef. Look just out over it there, and if we're lucky... Aha! Dolphins playing just after the sunset inside the reef. See there?"

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

She leans against him, just happy for the contact. Seeing the aquatic creatures she smiles. Nuzzling up against him she says, "Yes, I see them. It's lovely......there are some parts about this that aren't so bad. Id learn to deal with anything if it meant getting to be with you forever." She blushes as she looks out at the reef.

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The sun finished setting and the beautiful cascade of night became vibrant with an uncountable number of stars. The wood of the ship gently creaked as the strong wind kept it on course. Soon, the evening meal bell rang and several crew-members headed down to see what Sticks had in store for them.


Male Trapper/Guide 7 HP: 69/69; AC: 18, T: 13, FF: 15; Fort: +8, Ref: +9, Will: +5; Init: +5, Perception +17

Flynt is awoken by the evening meal bell. He opens his eyes, smiling as he looks over at Terra sleeping next to him. He stands up gathering his clothes. "C'mon, Terra. Let's get some chow. I'm starving."


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

With an arm around Tikkle she watches as the crew starts heading down to the galley, "I was down there earlier while Mr. Sticks was cooking and it smelled pretty good then. Are you hungry? I can go down and sit with you while you eat if you're ready for dinner." She looks up at him, her eyes sparkling in the moonlight.

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

*waves hand in front of face* Hey, ya gonna say anything Capt Furry pants? Hehehe

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HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

"Sounds like a plan, love." Tikkle says as he takes her arm and leads her below deck.

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

As they head down to the galley together, Gashka leans her head against his arm and leans into him slightly.

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The galley smells divine as you enter it, Sticks seems to have outdone himself this time.


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

She looks up at Tikkle, "I told you it smelled good when I was down here earlier, but that was nothing compaired to what it smells like now. Though I don't feel very hungry myself, I can sit with you and have some water or something. Where did you find Mr. Sticks? He seems like an amazing cook and not someone that would be interested in being a traveling pirate. Though I suppose that all the traveling allows him to gather different spices and foods from all over the place, so I guess I can understand the attraction of that for a chef of his skill."

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HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

Tikkle was about to answer when a commotion broke out.

"I said gimme more you old croon!" cried a sailor at Sticks.
"An' I said you've had yours!" replied the old fart in his usual tone.

Sailor, improvised atk: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 5 - 4 = 12
Sticks, OPaR: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

The sailor tries to swing a stool at Sticks, but the cook was unnaturally quick. Raising a cooking knife he hits thsailors wrist, deflecting the attack, and stepped in with the knife against the sailor's throat.

"Je, si kufanya fujo, Sticks. Mimi itabidi kumfundisha somo lake baadaye." Tikkle says calmly.

Sticks shuffles off to the kitchen as men take the loud one to the brig.

"I found Sticks a long time ago. Following an old memory, I went looking for someone who knew my father. I finally found the place, only to find it barricaded. Turns out, he had been accused of poisoning some arse and needed a way out. I just hate that what was left of my papas machine was too big to bring. But Sticks has been around ever since, holdin' his own with these rascals."

Kittehspeaks:
"Don't make a mess, Sticks. I'll teach him his lesson later."

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

She nods, "Better than by the looks of it. I'm sorry you never found out about your papa. Someday I promise we'll find out what happened to him. For now let's see bout getting you something to eat." Wrapping and arm around him she just sort of leans into him to take in his scent. She always loved the way he smelled, it was one of the first things she noticed about him when they were kids. She also loved the feel of his fur, so soft and warm. As she got older she came to really enjoy hugging him and cuddling up against him. It mattered not one little bit to her that he was a pirate. She was his and that was the only thing she needed to know.

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HP=69/69 . Panache=3/3 . Charmed life=4/4 Swashbuckler 7 | AC/FF/T 22/15/17 | F+3 R+9 W+1 (+Cha mod willfully) | Init +6 | Perc+7

"Heh, have yet told her why we call him Sticks, Cap'n? That's the good part o' the tale!" Jeggs walks by, knowing full well he was asking for the embarrassing part. "An don't say it's cause he's skinny 'coz that ain't all."

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HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

Tikkle was busy enjoying Gashka's embrace when Jeggs interrupted. He sighs and continues at the curious look from her. "We broke into his house. He snuck up on me and started hitting me with a pair of sticks."

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HP=69/69 . Panache=3/3 . Charmed life=4/4 Swashbuckler 7 | AC/FF/T 22/15/17 | F+3 R+9 W+1 (+Cha mod willfully) | Init +6 | Perc+7

"Whipped 'im silly he did. Chased the Cap'n clean round the house thinkin he was city watch. Then when we got 'im stopped, he thought he were seein a ghost of an ole friend an' started beatin' 'im agin! " The tengu nearly falls over from laughing.

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

She covers her mouth as her eyes start to crinkle as she fails at holding back a giggle, "Someone sneak up on you baby? No way....even if it did happen that way, it doesn't matter and it doesn't change who you are on the inside. You may be a scamp sometimes, but you're my scamp." She can't help the grin that spreads across her face as she stands on her tip toes to look him in the eyes.

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Gashka looks over at Jeggs and clears her throat before nudging him in the side, "Don't you laugh at him, even the greatest of warriors has moments when they're caught off guard. I trust him with my life, and that's all that matters. Got it?" She cocks an eyebrow at his first mate as she tries to hide a smirk.

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After getting her serving, and sitting down next to Chris, she asked, "So, any ideas about where are we headed?"


"Hopefully for some plunder, it's been a while and I'm beginning to get twitchy." Said one of the crew sitting across from her.


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

"A strange moving island," Chris answers.

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The crew-members sitting at the table just looked at Chris with a look of confusion and skepticism. The female Half-Elf Twins spoke up in unison, "How in the Hells is that possible?"

The mangled Dwarf rolled his eyes and muttered, "I wish ye two would stop that, it's irritatin'"

The Halfling Quartermaster just laughed, "Why do you think they do it?"


Tehanna smiled and whispered, "Quite the interesting lot we've signed up with, are they not?"


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

"Quite," Chris chuckles. "But I wouldn't have it any other way."

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Grabbing Tikkles arm she walks off with him towards the galley, "C'mon let's get you something to eat. You must be starving by now, but you're always hungry aren't you?" She says with a slight giggle.

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HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

"Aye, grub it is."

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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

She goes with Tikkle to the galley and waits while he gets something to eat and sits down with him. The food smelled great, but she couldn't bring herself to eat.

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