Cargas bleeds.
vs. DC10 to stabilize
"Red FINGERS, Sluggy. And killing the dwarf isn't actually an accomplishment. I mean, come on, he's been trying to get himself killed with his mouth since this voyage began!" Gezza steels himself, smiles and throws another color spray at Plugg, then steps back five feet.
Round 4
"I don't know how you cheated death so far, Pluggy, but that ends here." Budos growls as he hacks at the cruel captain.
Round 4, Init 17
AC = 13
HP = 14/14
Weapon Equipped = Longbow
Condition(s) = Animal Aspect(Tiger), Gravity Bow
AC = 13
HP = 19/19
Weapon Equipped = Natural bits
Condition(s) = Animal Aspect(Bull)
Nim hesitates, if only for a moment, when he sees the dwarf gutted. He waits a moment more as Gezza throws the violent color again. He waits even longer, hoping Magilla can finish off Scourge, and work his way over to Plugg himself.
Nim finally lets fly an arrow, seeking bring down Plugg to repay him for the dwarf's downfall. He moves up the stairs, starting to worry that Plugg supporters may come at him at any moment.
Brood maintains his defensively posture, but it costs him his spell as the intricate gestures are muddied as he parries a dagger away. Frowning deeply, he slashes at Maheem again, his brow furrowed and angry.
HP: 15/15
AC: 20 (16 T / 14 FF)
CMD: 17
F/R/W: +3/+2/+3 (+2 vs enchantment, immune sleep) (includes fatigue penalty to reflex)
Arcane Pool used: 1/4
Besmara's Blessing (1/week): [ ]
Spells Prepared:
Cantrips (2) - acid splash, flare, read magic
Level 1 (0+1) - monkeyfish [X], shield [X]
Ongoing Effects
shield: 4/20 rounds
arcane pool: 4/10 rounds
fatigue: -2 str, -2 dex
fighting defensively: -4 to hit, +2 dodge to AC
Gezza: 22
Budos: 19
Cargas: 15
Nimrod: 17
Sicarius: 11
Plugg: 7
All the other pirates: 5
Scourge: 24
Gezza's spell hits Plugg directly in the face, catching the pirate by surprise as he takes the full brunt of it without Scourge blocking some of its effect. He staggers, dropping his blade and whip onto Cargas' unmoving body. Budos takes advantage and plunges his axe into the back of the man's skull, and he falls like a pole-axed steer, landing on the dwarf.
Next to him, Nim sinks an arrow into Scourge, though Magilla seems distracted by seeing one tormentor fall, and waves his arms more in celebration than any effort to take out Scourge.
Brood's blade misses Maheem as Rosie moves in behind him, though he spots her and is able to deflect his blade before it can land. The big man slashes at Brood, who ducks under the cut; next to him, Barefoot Samms lets out a cry as she can't fend off Jape, whose blow drops her unconscious to the ground.
Across the boat, Jack joins Concho and they hack at Fipps, but the big man remains standing despite his wounds.
Scourge: 29
Aretta: 14; unconscious, stable
Samms: 13; unconscious
Syl: 3
Concho: 10
Kroop: 5
Narwahl: 3
Maheem: 6
Fipps: 9
Gaining confidence that his defenses are solid enough to hold, Brood eases into a more aggressive stance as he sends another bolt of acid sailing wide of Maheem's face.
HP: 15/15
AC: 18 (14 T / 14 FF) (includes shield and fatigue penalty)
CMD: 17
F/R/W: +3/+2/+3 (+2 vs enchantment, immune sleep) (includes fatigue penalty to reflex)
Arcane Pool used: 1/4
Besmara's Blessing (1/week): [ ]
Spells Prepared:
Cantrips (2) - acid splash, flare, read magic
Level 1 (0+1) - monkeyfish [X], shield [X]
Ongoing Effects
shield: 5/20 rounds
arcane pool: 5/10 rounds
fatigue: -2 str, -2 dex
Cargas bleeds.
DC10 to stabilize
He dreams of strangling Nimrod, then Plugg, in that order.
Round 5
Budos turns his bloody axe back to Scourge, even as he screams at the hostile pirates.
Regardless of the swab's reaction to his threat enhanced by bloody captain corpse, Budos swings a vicious blow at Scourge.
Gezza lets out a long breath he didn't know he was holding and dives forward to Cargas' body. Seeing he is still alive, he begins to work on stabilizing him long enough to see to his more pressing wounds!
Round 5, Init 17
AC = 13
HP = 14/14
Weapon Equipped = Longbow
Condition(s) = Animal Aspect(Tiger), Gravity Bow
AC = 13
HP = 19/19
Weapon Equipped = Natural bits
Condition(s) = Animal Aspect(Bull)
Nim breathes a little easier when both Plugg and Scourge hit the deck against their non-existent wills. He howls in relief, before he directs Magilla to engage Maheem as well. Magilla bounds over the rails, aiming directly at Ratline, but swinging on the Rahadoumi man instead.
Nim moves to the fallen dwarf, and touches the man on his leg, careful to avoid the dwarf's outbursts upon reaching consciousness. "Keep your distance, Gezza. Remember what this one does when he wakes..."
Gezza: 22
Budos: 19
Cargas: 15
Nimrod: 17
Sicarius: 11
Plugg: 7
All the other pirates: 5
Scourge: 24
With Scourge and Plugg down, fighting seems to continue for a few seconds before Budos' yell penetrates the fog of combat.
In that time, Brood stabs Maheem, who staggers on his feet, swarthy face going pale, while Magilla slams a meaty paw into Syl . She stabs back at him, flat of the blade skipping off his tough hide, while Jape and Maheem stab at Brood, who deflects their blows before Ratline brings the big Rahadoumi man down with a deft cut to his back.
On the far side of the boat, Fipps stabs Concho just as Jack hits him, both gnome and the big bully collapsing to the deck. Kroop and Narwhal exchange a couple more blows, but then every seems to take a step back, chests heaving as they wait momentarily to see what happens next.
Aretta: 14; unconscious, stable
Samms: 13; unconscious
Syl: 9
Concho: 16; unconscious
Kroop: 6
Narwahl: 6
Maheem: 13; unconscious
Fipps: 13; unconscious
Brood glares darkly at Jape and shakes his head slowly, clearly suggesting the bald brute shouldn't press any further. The thick-shouldered elf then casts a glance back up toward the fallen Plugg and Scourge and his allies standing over the pair. "I think we should save who we can. Except them." He nods at Plugg and Scourge, then adds, "We need a &@$# crew if we're going to sail out of here after all."
Gezza nods to Brood and moves to stablize Aretta.
"I think we should save who we can. Except them. We need a &@$# crew if we're going to sail out of here after all."
Nim nods, standing up and away from Cargas, hoping Gezza heeds his words of reminding. He moves to Magilla, standing over Maheem. Patting the gorilla on the back, he pushes him away for space. The half-orc grabs some rope, and ties up the Rahadoumi sailor. The scent of blood coming from the fallen man makes Nim pause, as he smells at the wounds briefly. Should snap your neck, but then I wouldn't get the chance to hear the words you might speak, now that the winds have changed.
Once Nim secures Maheem, he wrings the man's neck gently, bringing Gozreh's Knit to the unconscious man. While he does so, he gestures to the gorilla, who promptly sits down on the man's chest.
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Gezza, noting the fineness of Conchobar's hat, moves to stabilize him!
He then moves onto Samms.
If it looks dire, Nim moves over to Fipps, and attends the wounds.
He does spend some time watching Maheem under Magilla.
Cargas staggers to his feet, his axe lays on the ground, but he is too weary to pick it up. He feels as if the effort of picking it up might cause him to collapse.
"Which one of youse hit me? I still got some fight in me! Who wants some?" Cargas says weakly, offering little resistance to any that wish to topple him.
You manage to get everyone stabilized, though Plugg and Scourge give last fitful breaths as you do before they fall completely still.
With more than half of the crew bearing wounds, there are lots of dirty looks between the sides, and Plugg's former cronies watch you warily to see what you'll do next.
Maheem doesn't move, stuck under the weight of Magilla's form.
Once it seems the fighting is truly done, Brood quickly pats down Plugg and Scourge both, looking in particular for keys. He glances at Budos as he works, "You see any keys? One that might open up the hold below decks? Want to be sure these two ***** didn't just have Sandara and Badger locked up below before we take the cutter out." He then glances at Offal and stops his searching. "Offal. You sure you're ok? You look more dead than not."
Cargas reaches down and picks up his axe....about all he can do. But he doesn't back down from this fight.
"What's it to you, Elf? You want a piece of me? I just took Plugg out, now you want some?" Cargas will pretty much fall over with a strong breeze. He barely hangs onto his axe.
Gezza stands up, his fingers once more reddened with the blood of those he's stabilized. He looks at the others and sighs. "Nim, if you'll leave your friend the great ape to watch the others, I think we need a conference."
Retreating back as far from the others as they can, Gezza lowers his voice. "Here's the situation as I see it: we just killed the 'captain' and his first mate. His colleagues will probably fall in line, but they'll fall a lot faster if they have a familiar structure, a chain of command they're used to. Hence, we need a Captain, a first mate, a quartermaster, and we need them now. So, which one of you fine folks feels the Captain's cabin suits you best? Obviously, I'm content with Carpentering, and happily thus. So I'm out. Plus, I have the mouth that the gods only gave to poets, lovers and fools, so I'm as likely to get us killed as not. Thoughts?"
Sicarius rises slowly and stalks over to Offal, looming over him as the dwarf barks. "Sit down and stop flapping those ***-flaps you call lips." The elf then sharply pokes the wobbly dwarf in the center of the forehead before turning to look at Gezza.
Brood shakes his head at the offer, his familiar scowl darkening his face at the thought of being captain. "I'm no leader. Certainly not of this bunch."
Budos offers a silent prayer to Gozreh, and hell Besmara too, for this opportunity as he seizes his destiny. "Have you lads ever heard the tales of Cyclopian treasure?" He wraps a dirty rag around the worse of Cargas' wounds. "Imagine, dwarf, the only porting you'll ever do again is hauling yer own gold." He passes another dirty rag to Gezza for his bloodstained hands. "Imagine, wizard, access to all the scrolls and spells yer heart desires." Bud fishes a small metal lockpick from a hidden pocket in his vest and hands it to the elf. "Think, Brood, of all the hidden magics we can find that you can weave together with steel." Lastly, he hands a final bit of rag, this one's bright colors somehow escaping the sun bleaching of the ship. "And you, my half orc brethren, there must be someone, or something," Bud looks toward the ape, "That could use yer help towards freedom?" Bud looks them all over as a big grin breaks out on his face, "Me, I just want to buy me mom a nice villa overlooking the sea. Follow me, lads, and we'll seek out the lost treasures of the deep, the fabled wealth of the Cyclopian empire, and we'll live like free kings on the high seas. What say you!"
Cargas looks at elf, wondering how many punches it will take to make his nose as big as his ears. However, he just breathes deeply in place.
"What say you?!"
Finally, he regains enough strength to speak.
"If your offer will allow me to feed Plugg and Scourge to the sharks, then take a nap, you can count me in. Also, if you can keep that damn elf in line, that'd be good too. He'll look even more funny with a axe-split face."
"Nim, if you'll leave your friend the great ape to watch the others, I think we need a conference."
Nim nods to Gezza, moving into Magilla's line-of-sight to slaphand instructions. He turns to the others on deck. "The ape will roar if any of you close distance. Please, don't antagonize."
"Hence, we need a Captain, a first mate, a quartermaster, and we need them now. So, which one of you fine folks feels the Captain's cabin suits you best?"
"Follow me, lads, and we'll seek out the lost treasures of the deep, the fabled wealth of the Cyclopian empire, and we'll live like free kings on the high seas. What say you!"
Nim feels a growing pressure to step forward and say something. He realizes slowly that the dwarf is currently leaning against him, so turns and facepalms Offal off of him.
"You've got my support. Figure another half-orc as quartermaster will be familiar enough to the rest, and the gorilla can help me keep things locked down. If you'll have me as quartermaster, I'll do."
Brood finds the following on the two slain officers:
On Scourge: A couple potions, leather armor, a punching dagger that seems to have a strange sheen on it, a masterwork handaxe with 8 notches in the haft, a shortbow with 12 arrows in a leather quiver with a buttoned shutter to protect them from the elements, whip, boatswain’s call, corked dark green bottle, six gold teeth worth 5 gp each , hefty waxed coat with many hidden pockets, leather snuff box with a diamond stud worth 100 gp containing a dark powder, a silver wedding ring worth 25 gp, 14 pp, 29 gp.
On Plugg: a potion, a nice cutlass, a nice cat-o'nine-tails, a light crossbow with 13 bolts, three of which have a string tied around them, an amulet carved to look like a tortoise shell, bracers, a set of shackles, a leather drinking cup, and a keyring with a handful of keys on it.
Brood snatches at the keys, ignoring the rest of the two dead men's possessions for now. While the new heirarchy is still being discussed, the grim elf turns and heads below decks with the keys in hand. He makes straight for the secure hold, and though he's confident their missing crew won't be inside, he needs to be sure.
Gezza nods to Budos' suggestion. He smiles and turns around, walking to where the rest of the crew stand waiting. "Listen up you dogs!" He almost calls the crew apes, but one glance at the great ape sitting next to them means he's not likely to use that slur again. "Plugg's dead. Scourge is dead. Anyone care to join them?" He waits for a moment, listening. "I didn't think so. Well, it seems we need a Captain. And that, my dear dogs, is Captain Kaloz here! Three cheers for Captain Kaloz and gods help you if I don't hear you cheer." He leads the traditional hip-hip-huzzah three times. "Captain, if you would care to address this crew of miscreants?" Gezza smiles and moves to the side.
Cargas feels better, giving a thankful nod to Nimrod. That he's healed makes him significantly less ornery as he no longer feels like he's in danger.
Cargas doesn't cheer the new 'captain' overtly and keeps his hands on his axe in case there needs to be another change in command quickly, depending on what Budos says.
He waits and listens.
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"If your offer will allow me to feed Plugg and Scourge to the sharks, then take a nap, you can count me in."
"As the new Boatswain of this ship it's yer call on the upper deck, so yes Bosun Cargas, you can feed them meatbags to the sharks, but make the crew watch so that we have a new understanding with our previous foes."
"You've got my support. Figure another half-orc as quartermaster will be familiar enough to the rest, and the gorilla can help me keep things locked down. If you'll have me as quartermaster, I'll do."
"QuartermasterS" Bud puts an emphasis on the plural, "You and Maggie will both be treated with the respect due an officer." Bud claps the other orc on the shoulder and gives him an orcish grin.
Brood snatches at the keys, ignoring the rest of the two dead men's possessions for now.
"And there is our natural Master-at-Arms, already in charge of security of this ship." Bud calls at Sicarius's back. "Thanks for yer dedication Officer Brood."
"Captain, if you would care to address this crew of miscreants?"
"Thank you, First Mate Gezza, that I will. Budos helps Cargas drag the looted Plugg and Scourge to the side of the ship and drops a bloody rag into the water to attract sharks. "Line up you swabs and have a look." Under the watchful eyes of the new officers, Bud waits until the remaining crew have a spot on the railing to see what happens below, then he gives Cargas the nod.
After the long moments of revulsion pass the new captain continues "From this moment forward we're a new team. Those that stood against us are forgiven this time, but you'll not be given second chances. Now we need each and every one of us to sail off this reef. We also need water and maybe we find a few more willing sailors on this island. I'll lead a team for water and you swabs continue the repairs. Also, if any of you know what happened to Sandara speak now, Gezza here will be our ship's carpenter and surgeon and I suspect any of us would prefer her healing touch to his saw."
First Mate - Gezza
Bosun (boatswain) - Cargas
Master at Arms - Brood
Quartermaster - Nimrod
cook - Kroop (Cargas)
carpenter/surgeon - Gezza
master sailor - ?
master gunner - ?
navigator - ?
healer - ?
On Scourge: A couple potions, leather armor, a punching dagger that seems to have a strange sheen on it, a masterwork handaxe with 8 notches in the haft, a shortbow with 12 arrows in a leather quiver with a buttoned shutter to protect them from the elements, whip, boatswain’s call, corked dark green bottle, six gold teeth worth 5 gp each if you want to pry them free, hefty waxed coat with many hidden pockets, leather snuff box with a diamond stud worth 100 gp containing a dark powder, a silver wedding ring worth 25 gp, 14 pp, 29 gp.
On Plugg: a potion, a nice cutlass, a nice cat-o'nine-tails, a light crossbow with 13 bolts, three of which have a string tied around them, an amulet carved to look like a tortoise shell, bracers, a set of shackles, a leather drinking cup, and a keyring with a handful of keys on it.
The crew cheers, though it remains obvious who is clearly happy and who's not. Still, at the very least, they seem cowed by your martial display and not willing to cross you.
None of them saw what happened to Sandara or Badger, but assume they were swept overboard during the storm or perhaps by the squid things you say you fought.
Brood quickly checks out the secure storage compartment, but it is in fact empty. However, he has other keys that could unlock Owlbear -- once you've made clear what's happened -- as well as the captain's storage area, where you find a chest with Plugg's share of the bounty plus another chest of his with 100 sp and 200 gp.
Cargas finally stands up straight, even doing as far to return his brass knuckles to their hidden location.
""From this moment forward we're a new team."
"YEAH!" Cargas offers stern words of support.
Two of Scourge's potions are magical. Plugg's cutlass is too, as well as his potion bottle, three of his crossbow bolts, his amulet, his bracers and his shackles.
Brood returns from scouting the hold and shakes his head, his frown as deep as ever. "Seems like they went over after all. How long you wanting to wait before taking the cutter to the island, Bud- Captain?"
Gezza will spend some time studying the loot.
Plugg's blade is a tidewater cutlass.
Plugg's potion is cure moderate wounds; the three bolts are screaming bolts; the amulet is an amulet of natural armor +1, the bracers are bracers of armor +1, and the shackles are shackles of compliance.
You're not sure about Scourge's two potions.
Aura faint evocation; CL 3rd
Slot none; Price 3,395 gp; Weight 4 lbs.
DESCRIPTION
The blade of this +1 cutlass is spotted with rust, and its basket hilt is cast in the likeness of a grinning skull. Once per day, a tidewater cutlass can be used to cast hydraulic push.
CONSTRUCTION
Requirements Craft Magic Arms and Armor, hydraulic push
(Pathfinder RPG Advanced Player’s Guide 228); Cost 1,855 gp
Aura faint enchantment; CL 3rd
Slot none; Price 2,810 gp; Weight 2 lbs.
DESCRIPTION
These battered iron manacles magically adjust themselves to fit around the wrists or ankles of any creature from Small to Huge size and automatically lock. A creature wearing shackles of compliance becomes more susceptible to intimidation.
Any creature attempting to intimidate or demoralize a target wearing shackles of compliance gains a +4 bonus on Intimidate checks. In addition, the holder of the manacles’ key can cast command (DC 25) on the wearer of the shackles three times per day.
Shackles of compliance have hardness 10 and 10 hit points, and a DC 30 Disable Device check is required to pick the shackles’ lock. A manacled creature can break free with a DC 28 Strength check or DC 35 Escape Artist check, or the lock can be opened with a DC 30 Disable Device check.
CONSTRUCTION
Requirements Craft Wondrous Item, command; Cost 1,470 gp
Gezza will pass this information along to the others, offering that he's not sure what the other potions are.
"Wait, during the battle didn't Plugg say something about fetching water? How are our stocks of clean water?" Gezza remembers and goes in search of the stocks.
"'QuartermasterS' You and Maggie will both be treated with the respect due an officer."
Nim returns the grin, nods, then looks over at Magilla.
No more cage You free You have band
Nim points at Bud, Gezza, Brood, and Cargas.
You have band
The gorilla shifts a buttock, Maheem's bindings biting into his backside. He brings his meatpaws up, and signals the half-orc.
Good Sit?
Nim shakes his head, and the gorilla stands to move away. Nim unties Maheem, making sure to do it gently. Once the Rahadoumi gains his feet, the half-orc addresses him. "Second chance, mate. Don't choose your side poorly again. Scourge and Plugg don't need any more company beneath the waves."
Nim hears the call to explore, and readies himself. "Water, yeah. Not sure we'll find our friends, but, by Gozreh, there's hope."
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Much more comfortable not having to sit on a large, bound Rahadoumi, the gorilla stretches his legs like he hasn't in some time. He moves first to the areas that are currently unpopulated, taking to the upper decks. He looks over the side of the ship several times, before making his way cautiously from stern to bow. He seems to study the reactions of those he approaches and passes.
When he reaches the bow, he turns his attention upwards. Making for the main mast, Magilla starts to climb, then stops. Instead, he moves back to the side of the ship, and drops over with one of the ropes, splashing briefly into the waters below. He clambers back up, then drops down, several times over, before gaining the main deck again, wet, but markedly free of fecal matter clinging to his fur.
Only then does the ape take to the riggings, climbing upwards as fast as he moves across the deck. As he gains height, he begins to grunt, louder and louder, until he reaches the crow's nest, where he hangs for a bit, and howls.
It takes several minutes for Nim to call him down.
Cargas leans against the mast, waiting what's what and watching the big ape tear around the ship.
"How are our stocks of clean water?"
"Gezza, Redplunger? Could you get me a mug of somethin'-somethin' while you're down there? I seem to have lost a bit of blood," Cargas asks, staring down at the puddle of him on the decks. He is still mentally recovering and readjusting things to the new outlook.
"Yeah...I guess we probably need to get more water and food, huh?"
Nim looks over all the items gathered about, and encourages the others to snap up what they will. He is content strengthening his band.
He gathers around the others, curious as to the dynamic on board when they leave to search for water. "If we all go, are we sure the ship will be here when we return, and everyone in good health? Should we lock someone or two up, to be sure? Should we shackle someone to keep them docile while we're away?"
The half-orc gets the boat ready, then calls down Magilla, showing him the ropes and the pulley system. When all are ready to depart, Nim will lower the boat, then descend.