Ba-wa-lo, Harpa. We glad you no drown. We see if t'eese peeple breethe. If you be movin' da gear, grab we stuff too and set it up-tide. T'anks by ya.
Jayem will check on the other bodies on the beach, trying to wake them and clean the sand and seawater from them.
Once he helps as much as he can, he will see if he can collect some good food from the sea scorpions.
Harper nods to Jayem. I'll start on the gear. If someone is in need of serious healing, I can help them. Just let me know.
Harper starts dragging the gear away from the water.
Looking down at the last scorpion in it's death throes Kalis feels the bloodlust fading and with it's fading the sickness in him rises. He steps back and falls to one knee as he empties his stomach onto the sand. After a few heaves he lifts himself to his feet and walks over to pile of gear. "I will look for a good place settle for the night, we will need it. I will be close by." He nods to the others before walking toward the treeline.
Rather baffled by all that has gone on, Nngara simply stands and watches as the larger men begin to move the boxes and crates away from the water. Seeing that some of the other bodies lying about appear to be still living, she goes over and begins to drag them away from the water's edge and into shade knowing that the heat of day will soon be upon them.
Standard action: Cast Endure Elements
Once the things are moved: What we do now? Where is we? I lived in jungle. It not safe place. More dangerous when dark.
"I think the better questions are:
Where are we?
What happened?
How did we all arrive at this spot together with a pile gear neatly placed"
Di ladies speek true. No want to be inna jungle at night. Last t'ing we rememba we was eatin' we goodfish and not di nasty soup. Den we was waking up wit' di tide-walker nibblin' we toes. Anyone else know anyt'ing?
Looking at the civilized folks, he mutters to himself: Mbooki, na gwatta du. Rekobi sin Shimeya-Magalla wasse tombo. Dom hu'uku feeve maas.
I have studied the areas we were sailing in. Hmmm.... Harper looks around trying to make sense of their surroundings.
Knowledge History or local?
History with luck:
Local: with luck
Nngara looks over at the rather strange pale dwarf:
Aidha sisi kujifunza kazi kama kabila, au wale ambao hawana wataangamia.
Either we learn to work as a tribe, or those that don't will perish.
Nngara also looks around attempting to discern where they are now stranded.
Knowledge(local):
Knowledge(nature):
Linard tends to those who are still unconscious , then gets his gear from the pile and assists in distributing the rest of the possessions to their rightful owners.
"I have spotted tracks near the bodies and the pile. Someone must have dragged us out of the water."
"Then who and where is are benefactor?"
Harper walks over and shares his knowledge with Nngara.
After Nngara stabs the Eurypterid, Kalis runs up, dodges its string, and brutally cleaves it in half. Kalis, Nngara, and Sasha are all splashed with goo in the resulting messiness.
Sasha stands up, then glares at Kalis while pressing her hand to her temple, blurts "You got bug guts all over me!" She seems really pissed for a few seconds, then breaks into a laugh. "Nice hit though," she says as she slaps Kalis on the arm, and then gives him a wink. "Glad you're on my side."
Kalis seems taken aback by Sasha's outburst, but when she slaps his arm he smiles back. As he is walking to the gear he responds with a smile, "Better his insides on you than your outsides in him."
To the south, a wall of green rises in the form of a dense jungle filled with a cacophony of life. To the east and west, ragged arms of jagged rocks reach out to embrace a wave-tossed cove, while to the north, the waters of the sea surge and churn between the beach and a line of razor-sharp rocks.
Perception:
As Nngara walks down to the water to help move some of the boxes of equipment, she suddenly looks up and you see her squint into the bright sunshine for a moment.
She then points out into the water and toward a tall cliff.
Is our ship?
"I will look for a good place settle for the night, we will need it. I will be close by." He nods to the others before walking toward the treeline.
With the amount of vegetation growing, fresh water should not be terribly difficult to obtain.
You locate a suitable location with good shelter for a base camp. However, as you are about halfway done, with the sun directly overhead, it becomes very hot out. There is plenty of places to find shade, but working will be exerting yourself.
"It is a ship and it my even be the Jenivere and where our benefactor went to."
I will continue to work while the other slackers rest.
--> I have Endure Elements running, so I should not feel the effect of the heat I believe.
Should we go out and search the boat after we finish the shelter?
Harper helps with building camp resting as needed to avoid exhaustion.
"I think it would be best to salvage what we can from the ship before the tides rise and have a chance of moving the ship into the sea."
Yes. Boat might sink with waves. How we get there? Swim look dangerous. Maybe climb cliff?
Di big boat is on di rocks ovah there. Mebbe we go take a look.
Jayem collects his belongings and prepares his sun-stones, frog paste, and ancestor gourd .
Oké, we ready to go! Into di watah mebbe best way. Along do cliffs, we get chewed up. We got no boat, can make we raft.
Harper helps with building camp resting as needed to avoid exhaustion.
Ba-wa-lo, Harpa. We glad you no drown. We see if t'eese peeple breethe. If you be movin' da gear, grab we stuff too and set it up-tide. T'anks by ya.
Jayem will check on the other bodies on the beach, trying to wake them and clean the sand and seawater from them.
As you help them, they wake up. They are all sick as well.
Once he helps as much as he can, he will see if he can collect some good food from the sea scorpions.
I'm not even sure how much their base weight is. ("Dog sized" is a horrible reference description.) From the picture, my (rough) guess would be 40 pounds. Say 1/2 of that is edible, and you manage to get 2/3 of the meat.
You have 53 pounds of lobster like meat. It is raw, and you are in a hot tropical environment. You'll need to preserve it somehow, if you want to keep it.
Linard can point out the tracks on the beach that he's seen. There are humanoid footprints, which appear to have made a few points where a small landing boat was brought up to the shore. Someone dragged the bodies and gear on the beach.
There are 12 trunks in the pile, but only a handful of loose items. It appears to be personal gear for everyone on the beach, plus one which must have belonged to one of the crew. The gear appears to have been splashed with water, but not damaged.
Int check:
Hmm...I bet all of our gear was put in these crates because it was one person who did all this. A "benefactor" as some said who worked alone
Nngara shakes her head at Harper's comments: Benefactor no strand people on beach. This bad person. Maybe no evil, but a bad man.
As the others take shelter from the heat, she continues to press on knowing some of the dangers that the tropical jungles hold.
Survival: <-- Initially she completely misunderstands exactly what is being done.
Survival:
Survival: <-- but she slowly grasps how the work needs to be done.
Guessing the language barrier concealed his sarcasm when saying benefactor Harper responds to the elven wizard, I couldn't agree more Nngara. When should we head to the boat?
"I think the sooner the better."
Jayem ties some broad leaves around his head to ward off the heat, and helps build the shelter. He shares his technique with several others.
Feelin' good to work in di heat. We have dis ready in no time.
* It’s commonly believed that the shores of Smuggler’s Shiv are haunted by the ghosts and ghouls of the sailors who have died on the jagged rocks and reefs surrounding the island. These rumors are supported by reports of several failed attempts to establish long-lasting colonies on the remote island.
* When Sargava was first settled, Chelish engineers erected a lighthouse on the Shiv’s southwest shore. The light was intended to warn approaching ships of the dangerous waters and, eventually, was to have been the first building in a small colony. The light and all plans for colonization were abandoned just before completion amid rumors of curses, haunts, and cannibalism.
Nngara continues to work through the heat of the day. When she takes a break, she tells the others what she recalls of the island she is pretty sure they are stranded on:
This island be Smug'r Shiv. It full of cannibals. Maybe dead live in woods to. We must be prepared.
she sarcastically says
"Great, I'm liking this place even more now."
Completely unaware of the sarcasm: This not place to like. This place to die. We must take care or we be food for gorillas and lobster-scorpions.
Bring on di man-eatas. We taste and see who is worse! A-ha-gu!
Linard looks disapprovingly at Jayem.
Even though I could not reach my destination, Abadar does not leave me without savages to bring to His light, so that I can perform the duties He imposed upon me.
"Jayem, eating the cannibals is unacceptable, and can poison you. I'm sure the jungle has plenty of fruit and fowl.
As for the ship, I say the sooner we head there, the better. It may contain tools and supplies we might need here. And also some clues as to what happened to us.
Can we count ourselves and find out who didn't make it onto the island?"
Nngara looks over at Linard as though attempting to interpret his statement: Take careful. In jungle much fruit that look good is foul, and poison.
"Nngara is right in that, some things that look edible, but are actually quite toxic.
Heck there are things that don't look edible, but are actually are edible."
"Nngara is right in that, some things that look edible, but are actually quite toxic.
Heck there are things that don't look edible, but are actually are edible."
Harper looks around. There is an abandoned lighthouse somewhere on this island. Maybe after we get settled, we can start exploring. That is the best chance we have at being found.
Turning his attention to the Jenivere. I say we climb along the rocks and use a rope to drop down onto the boat deck. I agree with Linard that we may find some supplies or survivors who need medical attention.
We taste pretty bad. Eating much poison makes we strong. Man-eatahs taste we, go away and leave we alone. Di tide-walkers feed we for now. We not look for trouble.
Jayem nods at Harper's plan.
Di big cliff very tall, we got no rope. Does di Harpah have di big rope?
Kalis looks out at the half-sunken ship and nods. "It could contain much to help us survive. I have rope." He begins stripping off his armor and other gear. He straps his sword across his back and loops the rope over his other shoulder. "Who else is going?"
We go!
I will accompany you. I may not be as strong, but I have abilities that may be useful as we proceed.
Survival: 1d20 <-- Initially she completely misunderstands exactly what is being done.
Survival: 1d20
Survival: 1d20 <-- but she slowly grasps how the work needs to be done.
After the last Eurypterid is killed, the castaways begin shifting gear up the bear. Kalis searches out a good location to set up camp, and starts constructing shelters and barricades. The gear gets moved up and away from the surf, while Jayem butchers the Eurypterids.
The other castaways are:
Aeyres pulls a flask from her trunk after getting it moved. She makes a few suggestions, helps out where needed, but doesn't make real conversation.
Gelik talks almost incessantly, spewing a stream of snide comments on your lack of skills, and is quick to pin blame to others for the situation in general.
Ishirou seems not to have any respect for you. His comments are short and curt, and doesn't say much otherwise.
Sasha helps out as she can. She makes a few jokes, participates in light conversation, but stops talking when it comes to deeper subjects.
Jask is unable to help, being manacaled. "Please, you must release me from my manacles." His looks directly into your eyes, "I did not do any crimes. I was being framed.".
He will also argue, "I can't help until I'm free. We must all work together here, or we will all perish!"
The heat stops the majority of the work. Nngara and Jayem are able to get the campsite finished around 2 PM, fortunately providing good shelter from a rain storm that comes in around 3 PM.
Once the rain starts Kalis looks at the horizon in the direction the wind is coming from. Shrugging slightly, he moves to the edge of one of the hanging tarps and squats down. He looks over at Jask pleading to be released, "Why is this man tied? Are his people at war with someone else on the boat? Is he a slave?"
I agree sir. We need all the help we can get. If my comrades are Ok with it, I will remove your manacles.
Harper gets his tools and kneels down beside the shackled man looking around at the group. Is there anyone in disagreement?
If no one disagrees: Disable Device-