Torque rolls out of his hammock and grunts, sore muscles making his morning poor as he goes onto deck.
Nodding to Tilly and Sunny, Torque takes in the coastline to see where they have grounded.
Sunny eyes Torque.
"How's yer head?" She asks, sidling up to the lager Half-Orc.
Better, after sleeping off the beating I took. So it looks like we'll need to harvest some wood for fixing the hole.
Torque then takes his morning prayers.
0:Stabilize,,Light,Mending,Detect Magic
1:Shield of Faith,Bless,Magic Weapon True Strike (D)
Torque then spends some time casting 'Mending' on items that are in need of patching, hopefully doing some small repairs to the ship.
Sunny gets to work helping straighten out the rigging and beginning to get the ropes out of the lockers so that they can begin drying etc.
Once in a while she slows down and asks other members of the crew how they be feelin' on this good morrow.
Aoro had woken with first light and was watching things from beside the wheel. He would have to wait until the rest of the crew was up and about, they deserved a rest. His thoughts consumed on what would need to be done. For those that notice him, a new addition seems to have appeared about Aoro. Or rather on him, a small colorful bird sits on his shoulder. It scans the ship and people as Aoro scans the island.
Sunny blinks as she notes the Captain standing besides the now useless wheel, before she emits a squeak of possible glee and disappears. Racing down stairs into the hold.
(^_^)
Pai stretches as she pulls herself out of her bedroll. Shortly after she scrunches her nose. "Egad Tarchie, ye smell like wet dog!"
She looks towards where she saw the people the night before and quickly spikes up her hair.
"Maybe I should go introduce us, ye might scare em."
She winks at her ship mate.
Tark sniffs at his armpit, lower lip extended in a comedic pout.
"Well, lets walk down together. See if their ship can be righted. Maybe they have a use for a wet dig aboard. '
He offers Pai aflirtatious wink, then stands and shakes himself like the aforementined wet dog.
"Ready when you are, shipmate"
After having chat to those who now guard the hole in the ship's hold, offering words of camaraderie and compliments, Sunny stops by the stores, slips on her sword and thence skips back up on deck.
Making her way towards the aft-castle, she chats happily to those she passes, offering advice etc to fellow ship-mates.
Eventually climbing the stair to the Poop-deck and hence to come to stand near Captain Osris.
"So...crew an' such be doin' a bang up job of things. Bein' as things be at tha' moment..." She says, starting up a conversation, even as she edges closer towards Aoro, hands politely clasped behind her bare, brown back.
"Whut d'ye be thinkin' should tasks ta be allotted then, Cap'n?" She looks to Aoror, though her large blue eyes take in more of the parrot upon his shoulder. Though her gaze is intent upon the small, colourful bird Sunny remains a respectful distance from the Captain.
Torque will eventually stride up to Aoro as well. Sunny is right, Captain. We should get the ship fixed as soon as possible. No telling what is on this island.
Aoro glances over to Sunny. The thrush on his shoulder looks at her and cocks its head to the side then opens its mouth.
"Looky the little elf playing pirate. Thinks she can talk to Little Ro."
He paces between Aoro's shoulder blades towards the closest one to Sunny then in his musical voice speaks once more jabbing a taloned leg towards her.
"Back up ya swab! You get orders when their given not when their asked. Silly girl don't get it, from the start I said. That one got a head, not a good one. But no one listens to Little Ro."
Aoro snaps his fingers and the bird, if you could be believed birds could, gives him a sour look as if it wanted to peck his fingers off. But Little Ro remains silent. Then Aoro speaks.
"We will wait until all the officers are present to have a full report of things. We cant very well look for what we dont know, more so if we do not know the amount and kind. Once we are aware of what we need we will see how to go about getting it."
Almost as an after thought.
"Do bare with Ro here. He has been hidden for far longer then he would have liked and has become annoyed about it to say the least."
The thrush ruffles its feathers, speaking once more.
"You have no idea."
It then takes off to the top of the tallest mast on the ship to keep watch over the area.
Sunny openly gins and giggles at the small bird's antics, leaning back as it struts across the Captain's shoulders. Once both the Captain and his parrot have given their talks and Sunny's mirth calms quickly as well.
"Whhhoooo! It do have a beak on it, hey?" She exclaims, then turns and puts down the things she was carrying behind her back. A small bowl filled with some liquid and a small pouch which she opens and lets the contents spill out revealing seed and grain.
"Here I were thinkin' yon pet..." And Sunny swipes a thumb upwards to indicate said roosting parrot, "Were in need of some vittles and care, but it does seem ta prefer tha' altitude fer tha' moment and no begrudgin' tha' lil' parrot its nature will I be." (^_^)
Suny turns and awaits both the gathering of the Officers and to hear the good Captain's plans.
Pai starts walking towards the shore, sticking to the trees as much as possible. As she approaches the crew, she gives a quiet shout. "Ahoy! Look ta be we be in similar siteeacions. Me name is Pai, and this is me pal Tarchie!"
Torque looks over the side at the gnome approaching them. Got some one there. Woman, gnome. Seems she is claiming that she has been shipwrecked with her friend.
Little Ro starts yelling from his perch.
"Lubbers! Lubbers coming from the jungle!"
He jumps into the air dive bombing above the gnome. Something wet hits the gnomes head and hair, its smell gives you an idea of what it is. Ro returns to Aoro's shoulder.
"I gave them a warning shot."
Something falls on Pai's purple hair. She gives a look of annoyance and a glare at the bird.
"Oy! Who ye be callin a lubber? I be a sailor! I just don't got me no ship right now!"
Sunny skips over and looks over the side at the approaching pare. Then looks back to the Captain,
"Orders, Sir?" She calls.
Gene stands as the two approach. His gun slanted down but definitely at the ready.
Hearing Sunnys call he waits for Aoro's orders.
Aoro takes the names into account while observing the people. Little Ro watches them as well. He crosses his arms at the gnome.
"On guard crewmen."
As expected the crew gets ready for a fight. Aoro's face is blank but the threat is there none the less.
"I suggest you do not attempt to lie or trick us again. At best you will remain on this spit of land. At worse you will be dead and fish food. That being said you have proven yourself to in fact be a lubber as Little Ro claimed. Do you wish to try again, caution on your words."
He pets the birds head.
Using a bit of slang from Pirates of the Inner Sea.
-Lubber: A clumsy or stupid person, often a “landlubber.”
Torque stands ready, his falchion loosened but not drawn.
Sunny leans against the rail as the Captain and the two new (Potential Swabs) interact.
Tarchinis broke from his consideration of the jungle, starting, realizing that Pai had already broken cover. With an embarrassed shuffle, he came out after the gnome, stopping with her, holding his hands empty hands out away from his body.
Ahoy! My friend Pai speaks true! We were crew aboard the Belated Lady, which is on the bottom courtesy of an Chelish warship. I am Tarchinis Verance. We can both be useful in righting your ship, there!"
He stands, hand well away from his hilt, awaiting word.
Aoro looks at the man.
"Your friend was lying. If you are unaware of that then you are a fool."
Ro brings his leg across his throat.
"Gut the tricksters."
Aoro gives the bird a look, then speaks once more.
"You have lied to us, you can not offer trust. You offer aid but I have plenty of loyal crewmen with hands of their own. So tell me what can you offer that I do not already have. Why should I allow an unskilled lier and a fool aboard my ship. So simply put, what is in it for us?"
"I be speakin true, jus' embellished a bit on me profession, don' know much bout sailin, but I can be great up inna crow's nest and work well inna pinch of a fight!"
Pai leaves her rapier on her belt and holds her hands high.
"An' as bad a liar as I may be, I'm a fine singer, and man from far an' wide boast of hearin' my songs in many a seaside bar throughout the land. My singin makes people happy, and can get them to work better. I be good for morale!"
Torque leans on the rail and speaks to the captain. I believe they are desperate, and desperation makes one start lying and do other desperate actions. We can ask Sandara to pray for a truth miracle and have them question under its influence.
Or Craft(Ships), if more appropriate:
The ship has a large hole in its side and the structure underneath seems to be damaged. As such, it's not seaworthy. Without tools, repairs will likely be difficult. Even with, processing the lumber in the forest will take some time and likely draw the attention of the island's inhabitants.
Of course, there always is the Infernus to scavenge from, or even take, should the vessel be in decent condition.
Sunny continues to lean against the railing of the ship...watching the banter between those on the ship and those on shore. She looks at the pair on the sand below.
She stands and skips upto the Captain,
"Cap'n? A word?" She asks before leaning closer and whispering.
"First, it in't in me nature ta question tha' Captain of any boat." She states her position plainly.
"Second? Ye Parrot's got a beak on it whut's gona end it up in'a stew pot, me be thinkin'."
"Third? Our boat be bent and run up on'a beach some where left of the back side of no where."
"We caint let any warm bodies go ta waste. Even if it means havin' 'em do nothin' but haul tha' ropes and tend ta deck duties. Heck, we dunt even know what else be on this piece of shingle. They bin here long enough ta' have had a look see an' chance ta' run away from tha' worst of it."
Tarchinis cocks an eyebrow, tilts his head at Aoro.
"At a guess, I'd say your captain here, and I'll beg the captain's pardon," he begins, slowly.
"What's in it for you, sir, is a fair light-foot in the rigging, with good eyes in the crow'd nest come nightfall. He gestures at Pai with his left hand, palm still open and up. "No lies, and no lubber, there, just a gnomish lass eager for another berth. I've seen her at the rigging with my own eyes. And she does spin a fair tale and sing a lively tune for her crew."
"As for what I bring, well, you get a man that can tell yon Rahadoumi-made ship is holed well and good, and ye'll have a Chelaxian-devil's time making her right again, without a good carpenter and tools. You'd also get a couple of shipmates that have spent some time on this spit of land, and know some of the hazards you'd face gathering the timber to fix her.
"You also get a fair pilot, one that knows where another ship is run aground. May be we can salvage for it, or take it if it's in better shape than your own."
"Begging the captain's pardon, again, but I see a ship from the lands of the Godless, but a crew that doesn't not seem to be, at least in the main. I tell you true, for both of us, we've both been sailing under Besarma's flag. I put us in your hands, there, for I judge it a pirate's life for you and your crew as well."
"Would the captain care to speak further?"
Quietly, as an aside to Pai, he mutters "They seem a bit uptight, matey. If they don't go for it, I'd be ready to scamper for the woods..."
Aoro does not answer at first.
Little Ro turns to glare at the elf.
"Listen here swabbie, my beak is my own. I an't no parrot that chatters back what he hears. Not you or my master is going to change that. Anyways you even think he don't know what your saying, the reason for that ya half cracked nut is..."
Suddenly the bird goes silent, Aoro's sharp eye on its feathered back. The bird puffs up and jumps to the other shoulder. Aoro takes a breath and speaks.
"I am well aware of your concerns. But I have my own and the crew to consider. They lied once and until they give me something useful it cost me nothing to keep them off the ship. As you said, they have been here longer, even if by a day they have walked the jungle. So their is no reason for them to hold information, unless they are hiding something. In which case the question comes to mind, why are they hiding it?"
As an after thought.
"Allow me also to clear up something, as it seems you are unaware. Swabs report to the Officers and they in turn report to the Captain. I am sure it was a minor mistake on your part."
Ro is puffing his chest and giving a "I told you so" face while pointing a leg at Sunny. Aoro promptly flicks his finger throwing the bird from his shoulder without looking. Ro recovers before he hits the floor and flies up to the rigging taking a perch, cursing the whole time.
Aoro takes in the information.
"If you can prove your words, then you will have the chance to join my crew if you wish. At the very least get off this island."
He looks to Torque.
"Mr. Torque, you and I will go with these two to inspect this ship of theirs. I leave the rest of those that will come with us to your judgement."
Sunny raises a blond eyebrow,
Sunny steps back, ignores the parrot, and actually folds her arms as she awaits the Captain's response.
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Torque smirks. Sunny, and Gene will go with us. Plus..you there! with the red tunic you as well. Torque points at one of the nameless crewmembers to accompany them. ;)
Aoro gives Sunny a rare look of melancholy, that seems to disappear shortly after.
"Our choices always have a price Sunny. You made yours and will have to live with all that comes of it. It is no different for any of us. An Officer, in my eyes. Is someone that puts the crew first, not one person. Their is nothing wrong with that, but it is not what makes a good officer to me. You chose a person, who was in no real danger, over responsibility to the ship. You disrespected the Captain and all the others that were gathered as well. What would it say if such a person was allowed to be an officer, to the others and the crew. I was not the one that kept you from a position, you were."
He shrugs.
"If you still wish to be an officer then earn the position. If not, follow the chain of command on the ship. It would not be right to give special treatment to some."
Little Ro returns to Aoro's shoulder. The bird does not give a remark, simply shakes its head.
Sunny waves to Torque,
"Hang up a time. Cap'n an' m'self are workin' somat out." She grins...then turns back to Captain Osris. She smiles, nods and replies.
"Well...there I were havin' me head some where it seems it shouldn't have been. I stand by me comment of yer parrot endin' up in'a stew pot though." And she waggles a finger at the bird,
"I shall take ye at yer words." And salutes before turning and scampering off below decks.
Upon walking out onto the sand she smiles,
"Hey there mates! Room fer another ta join yer side?" She asks. (^_^) Then turns back to the ship she's just walked away from.
She yells. "Permission ta approach!"
The Chelaxian gives a puzzled glance over to Pai.
"Do we have a side? And did the underdressed elf just join it? And are we going aboard?"
"Well...yer are out here...together, like." She points out leaning a little closer.
"I think some of them what's aboard are thinkin' of joinin' ye out here. Since yon Captain has a parrot up his bonnet and seemin' intractable about yer-selfs." She nods a blond topped head in the direction of the aft-castle.
"M'self? I've never gone against a Captain I bin sailin' under. An' I've even sailed under tha' flag of the notorious Captain Harrigan." She says matter of factually.
"But. Yon captain is no loner at sea. He commands naught but a beached wreck. His last command ta me were that I should 'Earn my position.' and so here I stand, seekin' ta come aboard as any other potential crew."
"Of course, them folks do seem a might twitchy, so gettin' ready ta head fer what ever ye think be tha' better cover might also be somat ta' keep thinkin' about."
"Here, what's me potential dress got ta' do with anything?" She asks.
One of the rahadoumi walks over to join Torque, wearing a stained, bright red shirt. "Lucky me." He snorts and stands near Torque with his arms crossed.
Sandara walks up, yawning and stretching her arms. "What's all this, then?" She looks over the edge, pulling aside her red curls as they fall in front of her face. "Ahhh... A few stranded on the beach." She looks around for a moment and shrugs. "They askin' to be taken aboard?"
Yes, seems they were shipwrecked here as well. The good thing is that we will be able to scavange wood from that ship and repair ours.
Aoro shakes his head, the elf had listened to nothing it seemed. At Sandara's approach.
"They made the mistake of attempting to deceive us, so naturally I am suspect of everything they speak there after. They claim their is a ship wreck near by that we may make use of. If they speak true and prove to be more then a new pair of mouths to feed. Then I see no reason not to take them."
Something on Sandara's head moves, from her hair pops out the head of Little Ro. Looking very pleased with himself. Unfazed Aoro looks over the rail at the pair and Sunny.
"You will lead us to that ship shortly. If your words are true and your not useless then you may come on board afterwards."
Turning back to the officer's.
"Has Fishguts or Conchobhar reported the status of our food and water supplies? If we are moving about the island, may as well pick up anything else we may need for the ship."
Sunny glances to Pai and Tarchinis,
"See? Told ya' they wanted somat from ye afore they were lettin' ye on't their boat."
Gene hears the orders to fallow the group and nods in reply.
Having already been holding his gear it doesn't take long for him.
However, he seams hesitant to venture out with such a small amount of ammo into an uncharted island.
"This will be interesting..." is the only audible comment he makes before Aoro arrives to go investigate the ship.
"Captain. Should we have the crew prep for repairing the ship? for example getting all the measurements for the timber but, not cutting it down or putting it in place? so as to avoid drawing more attention to the ship while we are away?"
"Aye they can make themselves useful while we are gone. At least fish a little too. Mr. Torque make sure their is a watch, in case we bring back unfriendlies or something pays a visit when were out."
"If ye don' trust us, that's fine. Me bad fur embellishin me trade. Din't mean no harm. But iffin we hafta prove our worth, ye best come along in case other scavengers beat us to the punch"
With that Pai starts heading back towards the other ship, mumbling a bit as she does. "Tweren't lyin, not really...
Sunny skips over, drops her sea-chest and gives Pai a quick hug.
"I believed ya'. After all, whut else would ye be doin' walkin' up ta a strange, beached wreck an' tryin' ta talk ta tha' crew?" She asks before retrieving her stuff and moving along with Pai and Tarchinis.