Merchants, thieves, master of war. All have heard the tails of fortune and fame that the great city of Hara bestows on its citizens. The last ship set to cross the Naga Sea before the winters freeze comes has set course to Hara. As a lost soul, you hope to find new meaning in Hara and climb abroad at the port of Eerie. Its 4 week by sea from Eerie to Hara and the journey is not a kind one. The ship holds 100 people and yet there seems to be well over that amount on board. Foods running low and sickness takes hold. 2 weeks into the journey there’s talk of turning around. Then comes a evening that seems to last forever. The air is thick and the night’s sky is black as death with no stars in site. Fog starts to settle about blocking out what little light the ship torches give out. The captain call out “ ALL HANDS ON DECK “ . With the ship’s crew feeling up the deck, you’re thrown to the ground as if the ship struck something. Crawling to the edge of the ship expecting to see the ship run up on something you see nothing. The fog is so thick you can’t tell were the ship ends and the water begins. Then another bump that knocks everyone on deck down followed by a loud crack. You turn to see what going on but the fog has consumed all. You can’t even see more that 5 ft in front of you. Scream start to cry out followed by the splash of something hitting water. Fear grabs hold of you and your frozen in place with one hand on the ships railing. Water come rushing over the side and your world go black.
The sounds of the ocean crashing ashore wakes you. Sun blinds your eyes as you open them. Your body, which is barely able to move is covered by pieces of wood and sand fills you mouth. As you get up you see dead body’s all around the beach, pieces of what look like your ship wasting ashore and a few other survivors moving about.As you start to look about more you see a tall cliff that border all side of the beach cutting it off from the rest of the island it seems. 3 huge looking cave are carved into the cliff sides at random places . As you look back to the ocean you see beautiful blue water that meets a wall of blackness. this wall seems to go one forever each way. After a short amount of time you notice that the few survivors are gathering were the main part of the ship wasted ashore.
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Alistair rises slowly and looks at his surroundings. He takes an extra long look at the wall of blackness somewhat confused. Desna's wings! My first time venturing outside of Sandpoint and I end up here.
Alistair kneels down and begins prayer. Finishing his prayer time Alistair Stands and prepairs himself for the aftermath of that hellish evening.You are not alone. Are you ok? Alistair aproaches the lady. I am Alistair Eclesiatticus. Acolyte of Desna.
A little green kobold with a orange-tinged belly sits with a start, and spits out sand. "Blah! All my things! All my things scattered about...."
He scrambles around throwing disparate gear into a backpack - dusting off grit with a whiny grumble. "... and covered in sand and wet."
"I'm Plik. Not near Hara are we?" He scans the horizon, while lashing a bear trap to his backpack.
"Yes. See who still lives, then shelter." Other than the worry over his gear, the kobold sounds almost pleased with the current situation.
after taking a more critical look around something's seems off. No threats, no wind, no birds in the sky or ground. there nothing , its as if the only alive and moving in the world is the few survivors. everything looks ok but your bot buying it.
Plik continues to squint peering along the horizon a moment longer.
"Dead quiet..."
He nudges a couple bodies with his foot as he walks back from the nearby vantage point.
"I see no other dangers, Alistair Eclesiatticus Acolyte of Desna, and Demya. No signs of local life at all."
Demya start flipping boards as she rummages through the wreckage. after about 2 minute she pulls out a wooden box that's locked shut. the lock looks to be a simple one made to keep honest people out. A skilled person could pick the lock easy or the box could be pride open with enough force.
after searching body after body Alistair starts to realize that the only people alive are him and the 2 others. but this is a big beach and there still more body's about to search. with luck more survivors will be found.
A hobgoblin coughs and retches as he suddenly comes too. As he regains his composure and covers his sick with sand, he looks around mutters to himself.
Oh yeah, this is definitely going to help my hatred of boats.
By the time Demya hands the box over to Alistair, Plik realizes he was the one "with all the tools."
"Yes. The tools are mine now, but locks?... I don't know locks."
He looks over at the one just coming to, and nods.
"Chances better now. Four is good. Survival is work. Can do twice as much now, and no one alone."
Daz
as you sit up and try to focuses a female human come bolting over. you recognize the rather muscular female from the boat. after standing, you look around and see 2 other from the boat. A small kobold that give you a node and a crazy human male running from what looks like a flying box.
Alistair
the box flys high in the air and comes crash down with a loud thump. the sounds of glass and wood braking is hear the moment the box hits the ground. among the broken wood and glass containers that was holding some type of liquid lay 4 sunrods, 50ft silk rope, 1 Alchemist's fire that's wrapped up in cloth so not to brake.
At this point in the day the sun starting to set
So is there a reason you had to break the whole box, not just the lock? Especially seeing as I have a key?
Daz looks at the kobold with a look that says humans
Plik catches the glance from Daz and replies with a nodding "what-can-you-do..." shrug. He then looks over Daz's backpack, and nods.
"Packed with experience. Good. I am Plik."
He looks over to the silk rope from the busted box.
"Is nice. I have rope, but more rope is good."
"We should wait until morning to explore inland, yes? So now... build shelter or try a cave?"
As you get closer you here voices coming from the cave. sounds human like but you cant make out that there saying fully. " Danger....ge........beach.....help...ru...NOW"
the voice sends chills down you back and freezes every muscle in your body. after the voices go silent your body is able to move again.
Daz looks towards the setting sun.
Not sure we're going to have enough time to build a shelter Plik. Let's go help the human with that cave, it's probably safer if we stick together.
Daz heads toward cave B to meet up with the human keeping an eye out for signs of movement.
As you get closer you here voices coming from the cave. sounds human like but you cant make out that there saying fully. " Danger....ge........beach.....help...ru...NOW"
The voice sends chills down you back and freezes every muscle in your body. after the voices go silent your body is able to move again.
Standing out side the cave its opening is huge but it does not look naturally made. its a perfect circle with smooth looking edges. almost like it was cut out. what little light that's left from the sun is only able to shine about 10 feet in and after that complete darkness.
As your running into the cave all goes black. its the same feeling you had right before you passed out on the ship but your still awake this time. you cant see anything but black. you know your legs are moving still but you can tell if your actually moving. fear starts to grip hold and then a small light comes into view.
the party sees Demya through caution aside and run into the cave. once she reaches the point were the sun meet the shadow her hole body vanishes.
Plik spits a few more grains of sand his tongue had mined from his gumline, then smiles. "Unless you have other light, better grab a sunrod, Acolyte... Looks like we're going in."
Considering she went into that darkness with a lit torch, i don't think that is going to help. Ah what the hell, lets see what we can see.
And with that, Daz steps into the shadows.
As you all run into the cave, all goes black. its the same feeling you had right before you passed out on the ship but your still awake this time. you cant see anything but black. you know your legs are moving still but you can tell if your actually moving. fear starts to grip hold and then a small light comes into view. that light is followed by a voice that seem to come from all directions.
Waking bruised and confused, the Elf slowly raises onto his hands and squatting,almost catlike, while taking in the carnage.
Not liking what he see's one bit, Murochi looks for clues of anyone still alive. While trying to not attract the wrong sort of attention.
and he readies his longsword.
Uggh, I should have stayed home. damn the elders and their coming of age business.
"HAHAHAHAH, Welcome new comers to my island. I do hope the trip was not to painful. I would hate to have you suffer any pain ... unless it was caused by me. fear not though, your life will not be yours much longer. I, lord Akog, will take you from this mortal and give you life as one of my own. and with your power my chain will be broken and we will finally leave this prison. death is a small price to pay to free your soon to be master. NOW COME FORTH MY SLAVES AND CLAME THESE MORTALS!"
Disembodied voices and magical darkness? This will make for an exelent base after the slaves are cleared!
Daz sounds like he is getting excited.
I wonder what else this island has hidden away...
After a few moments the darkness starts to dissipate and the outline of a large cave comes into view. a few more moments go by and all is back to normal. you find yourself in a large cave with the entrance you came in at is now sealed. light shines from glowing balls on the celling and the smell of rotting flesh feels the air. within seconds of come back to this world you hear the sounds of metal dragging against stone. a loud moan ecos off the walls about. somethings coming...and its not friendly
Plik readies his bow, strafes a few steps into the room, and takes a shot.
Shien follows Demya into the room drawing a javelin as he moves tossing it at the one Plik shot at.