Drawing her blade Lucretia slowly moves towards the hold, ready for anything.
Silas stops playing and his fiddle disappears into his backpack. He draws his blade and listens to the sounds of the ship, saying a silent prayer to Quell.
Down in the Bilge
In the dank, salt-stained dark below, the party discovers corpses stuffed into the slowly filling bilge. They float like obscene dumplings in a sour ocean stew, bloated and weeks rotten.
Sivoth takes a sniff from several feet away.
"ALL THE NOPE. I hereby volunteer for lookout duty and will take up a position waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay over there."
"Baa, that stinks!"
Looking at the corpses she takes a scarf, winding it around her mouth.
"Throw them overboard?"
What are you too much of a prissy elf to go down there and help Sivoth, you wont dare go where us girls dare tread, you make me sick, grow a pair, I dont even have any and mine are bigger that yours, like that matters. Have some courage and get a hold of yourself!!!!
heading down and helping lucretia to move the bodies out and find a way to stop the water getting into the bilge, there has to be a pump mechanism down hear somewhere. The wizard needs to search for a buoyancy spell.
"How curious, I thought this was a fishing boat, not a dogfighting ring. What's with the barking?"
"Before we ditch them overboard does anyone know medicine? If they are diseased we should just torch them to stop the spread."
”That would be my go-to, but I’d like to know IF THERE ARE ANY LIFE SIGNS DOWN THERE (this bit is yelled towards the stairs leading below) ”Before putting this whole thing to the torch.”
”Still ain’t going down there though. Weeks old bilge with bloated bodies bobbing upon it is enough of a disease risk even before we know what actually killed them.”
The blood is not fresh here. The bodies are well bloadet.
I know "Medicine", I will check them to see what killed them and if their is a risk to us handling the bodies. As for fire, if we need to, we can burn them on the for deck without harming the boat, Just have to be careful, but i recommend salting the bodies later and giving them a water burial. We can use the spare sail cloth and the brine barrels from the hold, every boat carries them. Salt for keeping the meet and sail cloth for patching the sails.
To inspect the slowly bobbing bodies, you must stand in the brackish, rancid water.
Aurora recognizes the state of decomposition and may release the gas from the bodies safely, without endangering the party.
Everyone in the water, however, must make a Fort Save (DC 15).
Hiding behind a floating barrel, you find a lone survivor in tattered rags.
Moving slowly and carefully, blade leading Lucretia approaches the survivor.
Taking some food and water from her pouch she throws it to him.
"Hungry, thirsty?"
Make a diplomacy check please.
moving toward the survivor, I brandish no weapon and gesture out with a open hand offering my aide
hey there sailor, please know that we are here to help you and your crew, allow me to help you out of this place and up on deck where i may treat your wounds and get you some proper food. I will carry you if you are unable to walk
He clings to Lucretia, “You must flee before the sharks come back! They’ll eat you like they devoured my mates. They always return... shark-things, clambering out of the ocean when the blood moon rises. They are Dajobas’ spawn, mansharks from the tales! But real. You... you must leave quickly before they smell you...”
The man convulses horribly, throwing himself around with great force and splashing filthy bilge water everywhere.
“Please!” he cries, desperately clawing at you with his filthy, gore crusted hands, “Please bind me in chains before the moon rises!”
Slavering, barking now with burning malevolence, he spits, “If you don’t bind me soon, I shall become one of them! I shall tear out throats and gorge upon flesh!”
Make a Fort Save Lucretia
Lucretias blade is still between the sailor and herself.
Sivoth paces the topdeck, keeping a watchful eye on the waterline, musket readied. He pays only minimal attention to noises coming from the hold, mumbling something about Septicemia.
Sure it does, you have all the dead bodies there.
Lucretia looks at the others and mentions the dead."Can you summon something to take care of the dead bodies?"
Oro-Tu grunts and asks the others if there is a cure. If not, he moves to put down the infected man after muttering a prayer to the ancients.
Lucretia, make a Fort Save. You do notice he has not been bitten.
He is shaking pretty badly, but otherwise uninjured.
Silas casts Detect magic up top then looks back into the hold at the frantic man.
He appears to have several magical items upon him Silas.
The man has the shakes and his highly contagious.
The DC was 19.
Oro-Tu grunts, moving to bind the man in a rage.
He is bound. Close there Oro Tu. Sivoth, you notice the ship slowly moving further and further away from shore.
You can raise the sail, but it only slows the progress out to sea.
Sivoth runs to the bilge, making sure to hold a damp cloth over his mouth as he goes.
”HEY! THE TIDE’S GOING OUT! FINISH YER BUSINESS RIGHT NOW OR THE ELVES WAVE AT YOU FROM THE ROWBOAT AS YOU EXPLORE THE LOOSEST DEFINITION OF SEAWORTHY EVER!”
Silas heads to the rowboat getting it ready. "Get him off the ship and then burn it or permanently scuttle it. We don't need a plague ship drifting."
Oro-Tu jumps overboard and swims for shore with the sick man, to avoid risking infection of his allies, Meet you ashore."
A hole suddenly rips open in the bilge and the ship is sinking fast!
Oro-tu is already gone with the funny man, grab Lecretia as the water fills up around us and wrap my cloak around us both, become a manta ray and swim for shore
Into the rowboat goes Sivoth, hopefully the other elf and the bard get in as well before he casts off and starts rowing.
Lucretia, roll a swim check please. Those out in the water roll perception. You are fine Sivoth.
Having suddenly major problems she quickly quaffs an elexier of swimming.
In not on right?