As desula shuts the door, the darkness is blocked and light from the stars radiates in. The drow can clearly see the Tengu has slain one of the Drow and the other lies still unconscious.
Pyre moves up to the Drow and takes a swing
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but misses in the darkness.
Trapped by the Dragonkin, the Drow slips quietly by and attempts to punish the rat that has been shooting him.
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A2 can be CdG, right?
Yup. This one you do have to roll damage for. The first one had like 1 wound left. Cause of the crit and second attack iirc
Fail = Death.
All drow in the room with Des and Thoyoitu are dead.
Pyre steps up to the drow on deck and takes a mighty swing.
Desula tries to stay Thoyoitu's hand to instead tie up the Drow lying on the bed
As Pyre approaches to Flank the Drow, a rapier blade flits out,
but it flicks past the Nagai, wishing past his skin.
Victor raises his Crossbow and puts an arrow into the Drow's back.
The drow seems to shake off the sickness.
He then attacks the Ratfolk
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Rest of the party can go again, But Pyre is at F:4. Victor can have moved and the Drow will have followed him.
"Let me search for some."
There is rope in the room, and you easily have time to tie up the Drow. So we just need pyre or Victor to take out the last one.
A wicked smile crosses his reptilian lips as Pyre's Ax flashes towards the drow.
Miss chance Pyre?
For the same of expedience, Victor poisons another arrow, providing the flank that Pyre needed to hit the Drow's Defence and the heavy blade connects with a sickeningly satisfying thunk. Within a minute, the glue flakes away and Pyre's movement is restored.
Within a couple rounds the Drow awakens, well bound, and hostile. You may do what you will with him, and
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"Well good night to you, nice to see you up and in the moonlight. Your friends are dead, and no one will miss you. But you may have a chance to save your skin. But if a silly thing like honor is going to get in the way, we can cut to a quick death for you. And I can let the rest of the crew know how senseless and pathetic a Drow you were."
"As the de facto captain...I agree with you, Desula. Thank you all for saving me. We should have someone come in and clean up soon, get the bodies off the rail. Which, my dark elven friend, is what we'll do to you if you don't do what we say. Or if you love fighting so much, we can give you to the people you enslaved! So, you can fight and die, be quiet and die, or tell the truth and live. So what is it, punk?"
The drow snorts at you with derision when his vision clears. It's not about honor. End of the day, we were pissed. You tossed Tavian's men overboard and then left em ta die in the drink. Then when those filthy slaves killed Avrath you didn't do a damn thing. And you," he says, venom in his voice, glaring at Desula, Turn your back on your own for vermin-kind indicating Thoyoitu and waving an arm toward Victor and Pyre. The hell am I gonna have a chance, huh? You're crew may well be Buchannan's at this point. So how's about this you whore-sons, y'er going ta kill me, likely as not, but you'll be murderin me yourselves in cold blood if ya do. But I ain't gonna give you an excuse.
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Des claps his hands, Good, your making this easy. So here are the rules, I'll ask a question, and you'll answer. Who the hell is this Buchannan and what's his agenda? Who are these Southeners, your Bosun seems to know their deal, but is keeping things from us? Otherwise, they would have been dead, but thought it safer to let them be.
Des pauses for emphasis.
What can you tell us of the Reavers; Tactics, organization, patrons? Tamarand. What do you know of him and his dead friend? Oh, and the wolf-faced b@#&~. Who is she?
victor whispers to desula
"ask them if they were aware they were carrying dangerous cargo in the first place. I say it's their own fault for stealing the ship of a dangerous pirate to begin with."
The drow sits for a moment, mouth agape, then falls back on the bed laughing. You have no idea what the hell you've gotten yourselves into do you! Reaver tactics amount to ravage and maim. Buchanan is one of the most infamous and brutal Reavers on this sea. Hahaha, and i have no idea what the man wants beyond watching the world burn from a gilded throne build on the bones of his victims. and that B$&&% with the snout is his personal seer. That's your crew right now. he says with a chuckle.
And of course that 'crew mate' of mine, the Bosun, is being tight lipped. Man's a slaver, a southerner that sells off his own people. That's why he knows what the hells that gibberish they talk means, so he can buy off prisoners and order around slaves like your southerners. He's probably just scared of ending up like Avrath.
The Drow then looks at victor, and after a pause he explains, This is our ship, or at least it was till you idiots released that dangerous cargo. Sure, we nabbed the Hob, and a few of his people, and the chance to lock up and sell off Nana was way too good to pass up. So we locked em all up below and didn't tell nobody to avoid exactly what ended up happening. But ain't nothing to do about it at this point.
He pauses for dramatic effect and adds Cap'n Tavian's on Buchanan's level. Getting surprised by a fighter like Akryat and the humans turning on him may have threw him off, but sharks are made for killing and he's got your scent. giving you all a wicked smile.
Lastly he notes And I don't know nuthin about that human fella. Above my pay-grade
Victor nods in agreement and scurries off to find Pyre.
"Hey guys, how long until we get to shore? Because I can't wait to have everyone off. In fact, I think I'd rather sell this ship and buy a new smaller one, then just ditch everyone and go our own way. Because I am tired of everyone and everything on this ship trying to kill me!" Thoyoitu is clearly distressed at the situation, on account of everyone and everything trying to murder him and his friends.
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"Should be within the week, but it would be at an island port in Pirate Territory. Its a risky proposition, no matter what. But being a Captain of a ship of freed pirates may be appreciated. We'll either need to crew up on a ship, or crew our own. I'd rather us try and control our own, maybe use it to make us some money. Short selling always sours for me, if I don't try to make a profit."
Des is beginning to ramble when he looks at the captive Drow.
"Wait, your still hear. Thanks for the brevity and..." Des considers him for a moment.
"Wanna work for us? Your last Capt. is not here or looking our for you. I look out for people who help me, as you can see." Sweeps his arm to the gang.
"Of course, you did try to kill the Capt. Well, Thoyoitu. He was going to kill you. I say it's your choice. Let him live, Throw him over board, kill him in his sleep like that poor bastard." Points to the pooling blood of the other dead drow.
The Drow shrugs If my options are work or die, I'll take work. Oh, and you may want to look in on your book. There was one more of us, and he was supposed to prevent interference and make sure that even if we failed, you'd be hurting.
Go ahead an gimme some sense motive for the accomodating Drow, if you see fit.
As Desula reaches his cabin, he nearly slips and falls on the slick floor. Opening the door reveals Goandi sitting on the bed as Nekare mauls a Drow. I saw this one sneaking off when we were rushing upstairs. You get whatever was going on taken care of?
He has the spellbook propped open, pages drying. It smells of oil, and there is a discarded flint on the floor by the drow's hand. No damage this time, but. . . who knows what the future holds?
Victor eagerly looks for the fighter.
"Pyre? Pyreeeeee?"
He sniffs around somemore.
Rosayn wake with a bounding head, as her eyes focused she could see fabric above her, a long slit in it when she had fallen through it.
Then the memory came back, the sharp pain in her arm, looking down and seeing the arrow then falling down down to a long bout below, every thing going fuzzy and then blackness. She tried to move but she was in pain all over, most of her her left arm. Moving it in front of her she looked down her prone body to see the broken shaft sicking out. With great care she used her good arm to pull what was left of the arrow out, then using some healing magic she worked to close to wound.
The wound closes mostly, she could move her arm now a little better.
She the pulled herself up and out of the long boat, and looked around on deck.
What is the party going to do with the prisoner after Desula leaves?
The Drow cringes as Pyre enters the room, and stares a moment at the wicked axe that already cut into him once. So what's the plan here? he asks. Now that there is a glimmer of hope for survival the Drow seems to taunt the party a bit less and tries to keep a level of deference in his voice.
"We'll have to throw you off. Let you swim for your life like the shark that you are. If you're good until then, I might just have your ropes cut too."
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Desula takes his time scanning through his possession, insuring their security. He then predesignates his book clean, and double checks the binding.
He profusely thanks Goandi for his assistance in the matter. He then Jerry-rigs the belt poach from his wizard kit onto his bandolier, making a nice hide away on his body for it. He puts his coat over his dress shirt so the book is hidden on the back side.
"Woah there now, You said I'd get to live, but throwin a body over in these waters is a death sentence. I aint no shark! that's Tavian, not me. . . lock me up, keep me bound, but don't toss me in the drink!
"If you told him he can live then he should live. If the crew hears of you going back on your word it wont end well." Pyre adds, taking a spot leaning against the wall. He draws a cloth and wetstone and begins to clean and sharpen his Ax.
"Well fine. We keep him until we see an island that looks habitable and then throw him off. I'm sure he's a resourceful enough fellow. He can make it on his own."
The drow glares at Thoyoitu, then says, glancing toward Pyre and Victor Thank you for your mercy, there is still an edge to his voice, but he seems cooperative. You are able to get him locked up and block the door from the outside. With the prisoner held, Desula's book secured, Goandi goes back to the hold to sleep.
You can do any other actions in the middle of the night you need, then can waken in the morning. Desula, You'll have to remain inactive for a few extra hours before you have your spells available again and your magic reserves are restored.
The party is able to get some sleep, and several hours later sailors start to wake up, including Rosalyn.
You are surrounded by seething rage and fury. Engulfed in darkness you feel the space around you churning and tumultuous, as you are tossed about, wings flitting uselessly in this vacuum. then rumbling up from unfathomable depth the final word reverberates through your consciousness to your very being, shaking you to your foundations.
Survival can be used to track weather.
People are free to act in the morning
Victor finishes up work on the bodies and goes bed. And the next morning, he visits the nobleman to tell him about his finished work.
"good sir! I have finished preserving the bodies of your crewmen." victor leads him down to the sickbay, where the bodies are stored.
Before she gets up rosa still on her back gets out her note pad and writes down all she can recall of the vision she had.
[i]Well that was new, it seems I may have at last meet a good like being, and it did not sound to pleased[/ii]
She ends her notes with and gets up,
"err hello is there any one there"
She says from the long bout
Thoyoitu tries to sleep again, but it's a restless sleep of course. Once morning comes, he goes to breakfast in hopes that his friends have are there to eat with.
Rosalyn - and those on deck
Is someone down - Oh! A female voice says, as a human peaks over the railing and into the lifeboat. Cody, c'm here! That bird-lady stuck! she shouts.
A moment later, a full-blooded orc reaches through the canopy and pulls Rosalyn out, setting ehr on the deck, with a nod. The woman then asks, Are you alright?
Victor
Excellent news my, my good. . . fellow! Come boys, Tamerand says to Victor, clapping his hands. I shall have him stored on one of the recently vacated rooms for the durration of the voyage. And of course I shall be paying for the extra space, you can assure your captain, upon out safe arrival home. The human follows to the sickbay, and then clapps his hands and has his people collect the body and carry it up and into one of the cabins.
"There is pain yes and I seem to have had more than a normal fall but I am as good as to be expected. Now where or my friends and what did I miss.
She climes down to the deck, a bit wobbly but walking under her own steam.
Victor scampers off to find Thoyoitu
"Hey captain, it seems like complying the nobleman tamerand was a good idea. If we can get this ship safe to dock, we'll get paid for our work!"
The ork looks at the woman who replies "Well, most of us were passed out at the time, and are feeling pretty out of it, but I guess the Drow tried to take out some of your mates. Only one's left now and he's locked up. Nobody's to go in the cabin. Think most of them are below decks, least the rat and goblin. Think the bird's still sleepin it off, ain't seen him come out of the Captain's quarters.
Missed a LOT the Orc adds.
victor pokes his nose in
"my name's victor. Might i know who you are? I'm afraid i haven't seen the full crew so it would be useful to get a list of names for everyone on the ship before the drow jacked it."