Fathom
You hear a faint sound in the distance, unnatural sounds. Ripped sails in the wind and maybe the echo of ..voices, somewhere in the distance.
Ah, some how un-natural etc. *nods* Fathom engages extra caution...:P
Karkalla looks over the railing at the endless mass of plant matter ".....I don't remember my old man mentioning anything like this in his story's." Is all she is able to think of blurting out.
Finn gazes intently in all directions, searching for any sign of the Blue Nixie.
Usful skills for info are,
knowledge nature and geography
And profession sailor or navigation
Prof Sailor
Fathom** spoiler omitted **
The next two days are harsh on the ship, the storm is not a small one and waves crash along and across the deck strain the mast and ripping at sails and rigging. Day and night mix as an endless cycle of wind and rain batters the ship.
Below deck many crew try to stay warm and dry when not needed to battle the storm and Avner seems to endless complains and puke. The storm seems not to agree with the noble. Thunderstrike also take more looking after as the horse does not seem to like the endlessly rolling ship any more then its very green master.
The storm seems to let up on the third day and by the morning of the forth be all but gone. As the gray dawn breaks, burning away the fog something seems strange about the water below. They seem almost solid as if the sea had somehow formed a soft skin. The air seems dead as well, with the sails hanging limp with moisture from the rain and the now receding fog.
At last the mist begins to clear, and what is reviled is not the rolling vista of the sea but a wet green field of weed.The swath of dirty green stretches flatly in all directions.to the stern it extends perhaps a half...
With no sign of Fathom the next day, Daurros begins to suspect the worst. He returns to wherever Grayson's body was kept and carefully inspects it, looking to see if there are any wounds apart from Karkalla's crossbow bolts (take 20). He's particularly looking for signs of Fathom's falcata; he figures she wouldn't have gone as quietly as the crewmen did. He'll also memorize discern shapechanger that morning, and use it on the corpse.
He'll convene with the Falcons as well. "I suspect the sea witch may have met with the same gruesome fate as the crewmen. I admit I don't know her well, but she was adamant about coming aboard and I don't feel she would have left so soon after. A pity; she was useful. He'll then also reveal what his findings were on the corpse, and suggest that now may be the time to dispose of it.
EDIT:Daurros will also begin identifying the magic items they recovered.
Daurros comes up top and surveys his surroundings.
knowledge nature
knowledge geography
Before the seaweed
You guys will find Fathoms weapons still on the ship, but no sign of her. The body has been burnt by a large fire it seems.
And while he was not a shapeshifter, You would guess by the lingering aura some kind of spell was in play that could have changed his appearance.
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No sign of the blue Nixie is near, only the dead hulls of trapped , empty ships can be seen.
Checks
DC 15
This is called a Sargass. A swath of vegetation driven by winds and currents. The size is normally far less then a mile. One this size is highly abnormal
DC 20
Fathom
Knowledge: Nature
Knowledge: Geography
Profession: Sailor
Toxim says "Read the spoilers"
Ardanto's face blanches at Toxims words, "Well we had better make the most of the light and cut a path back to sea." he starts yelling orders for the crew to assemble all the cutting tools they can so they can cut a path though the weed.
Ardanto is the first over the edge to check the stability of the Sargass, to see if it can be walked on and to check that nothing lives with in. As he climbs down he calls up, "Perhaps we should also check out yonder ship?"
Karkalla is follows Ardanto over the edge "Aye might be an idea." she responds to his suggestion.
"If you lower the anchor a bit, I can keep underwater to watch out." Guard adds.
Toxim goes down onto the floral firmament and walks around the ship inspecting the hull. Once he's sure that the 'ground' will hold, he calls to Amella. {b]"Get some crew down here to clean this hull. Everyone that's not cutting us free. No use wasting the opportunity."[/b] He's unsure if they'll get out of this one and it's better if the crew and passengers have something to think about other than their situation.
With Toxims rolls new info
DC 20
Journey's end is one of the sea's most terrible blights, and is said to be able to crush ships within its grasp. Its children are awful creatures formed of the weed itself. It is said they raise at night to slake their hunger on any within their green mothers grasp.
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The sea weed is thick and spongy but can be walked on {difficult terrain} but Toxim would guess it is thick, very, very thick as it is very solid.
Headed to the other ship?
Fathom
Another thing, you do know the edges of the saragoss is at lest 8 feet thick, where the ship is may be 10 feet thick or more and it may get thicker toward where ever the middle is.
Finn asks Toxim: "Is there any way to kill this 'Journey's End'? Since it's dawn now, we shouldn't have to worry about its 'children' for a long time, I gather -- maybe we can destroy the source before it has a chance to assault us."
Finn asks Toxim: "Is there any way to kill this 'Journey's End'? Since it's dawn now, we shouldn't have to worry about its 'children' for a long time, I gather -- maybe we can destroy the source before it has a chance to assault us."
"Very disturbing news. I agree that haste seems in order, but perhaps we should check a few of these nearby rotting hulks first. They may contain clues about what we could face."
"'Journey's End', hu?" the warforged asks with a bit of surprise showing in his second face. "Let's hope the Blue Nixie avoided this somehow...
Captain? Which ship should we inspect first?"
"'Journey's End', hu?" the warforged asks with a bit of surprise showing in his second face. "Let's hope the Blue Nixie avoided this somehow...
Captain? Which ship should we inspect first?"
"I may not be the captain, but that ship about 500 feet away would seem like a good candidate."
"I may not be the captain, but that ship about 500 feet away would seem like a good candidate."
Ardanto was already several strides clear of the ship and heading in that direction before he stopped to listen to Toxim's additional info. He nods at Daurros and Guard, points at the ship and says "Like I said, Yonder."
Yonder it is.
As you make your way to the other ship, the spongy ground beneath you gives and quivers like the flesh of some great beast. It seems to swirl at times with a mind of its own.
The ship itself is strangled with weeds and vines, almost as if great claws held it in their grasp. In many places the ship has been torn apart by the vines that now infest it. A plate near the stern simply reads ----Rage----
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Once that is done she moves over to where the sound of voices are coming from that are closest to the water. As a small water elemental it should be no problem to 'well' up through the fronds and assume human form to stand on top of the weed. It being some ten feet thick and herself being unencumbered.
Fathom
You will not have much trouble getting to the ship, how do you wish to appear, in sight or out of sight of the crew, which looks to be trying to cut the ship out. An act that could take weeks you think if not longer.
Karkalla glances around nervously for the entire journey keeping an eye and ear out for trouble
Perception
Does she hear the group moving/heading over to the other ship (Which I assume Fathom knows nothing about, since the Wyvern was the thing she was concentrating on?)
Fathom
Karkalla
No matter where Fathom comes up through the weeds..some one on deck will see her appear as if by magic (Which is what it will be) So doing it where the most people can see her will be the better thing.
Yonder it is.
As you make your way to the other ship, the spongy ground beneath you gives and quivers like the flesh of some great beast. It seems to swirl at times with a mind of its own.
The ship itself is strangled with weeds and vines, almost as if great claws held it in their grasp. In many places the ship has been torn apart by the vines that now infest it. A plate near the stern simply reads ----Rage----
Can we enter the ship without needing to climb up to the railing? Are there any really large holes?
Fathom
Not on this side big enough for you to fit, but the other side has a very large hole. But before you get much farther you can hear cries of alarm from the Sea wyvern
Karkalla immediately snaps round to see what the cause of the noise is.
You can see the crew climbing about aboard and those on deck bringing out weapons.
"I'll go see what's going on" Karkalla begins to doble back to the ship.
Fathom finishes changing her shape, , and awaits the complete unfolding of events.
"We'll all go together. I think we've had enough splitting up for a while, don't you?"
Finn casts Mage Armor and heads back as well.
Karkalla tries to get a look at whatever is causing the commotion
Perception
Fathom
Fathom turns her head and 'looks' to those aboard the ship, her hands upon her brown hips as she stands and balances easily upon the thick matt of kelp,
"I have no inentshun of movin' anywhere, but I also would be knowin' where de whore son be who done such a poor attempt at tryin' to kill me!" Fathom calls back in reply.
With a chuckle she calls back "wa whore sun do that be? Ye might be wanning to explain yeself." she says with an arched eyebrow.
Fathom frowns,
"I was lured off de ship an' attacked by some one who has de power of a magical blade. Dey attack me an' left me to die in de ocean. Now, unless you be on de side of dis miscreant, you had best be sortin' t'ings out amoonst yourselves." Fathom calls back, though it is obvious her anger is rising.
"We be hearing that tale mor n onc, yes we haz. How bouts di yeself be a finding us?" she asks as more crew join the ones at the rail with crossbows.
Fathom raises an eyebrow, "Dat be easy, I jus' follow de smell you all be leavin' in de water..." She waves a hand dismissively,
"Enough of dis! You be de ones stuck an' in peril, not me! You should all be considerin' your plight while you be stuck an' rottin' here" Fathom folds her arms and looks off into the distance, now obviously bored by the actions of those aboard the ship.
"An ye should bea watcing ye ton' " she says raising her hand as ten crossbows cock and point at Fathom. "Is been a lon, day an I az ittle patience fo' tricksters and critters of is damnable place!"
At this point Karkalla and Finn make it close enough to both hear the exchange and see a very naked Fathom standing in the weeds as Amella and a dozen crew prepare to open fire on her
"An ye should bea watcing ye ton' " she says raising her hand as ten crossbows c%#! and point at Fathom. "Is been a lon, day an I az little patience fo' tricksters and critters of is damnable place!"
Fathom again tilts her head,
"Oh, is dat be so?" Fathom quips, "Ye poor t'ings. Well I just be goin' away den, an' be comin' back in'a few days, when you all be feelin' in'a better mood..." Fathoms tone drips sarcasm as she slowly begins to turn, making as if to start walking off into the kelp morass.
Toxim joins the other members of the Millenium Falcons as they go toward the Rage and turns back once the commotion on the Sea Wyvern is noticed. He stays near Karkalla figuring that they would be doing any scouting that needed to be done and he wanted to be where he could support her.
Karkalla watches the exchange for a minute or two before getting involved.
"Amella I'm fairly certain that this is Fathom." she yells up to the woman before adding "Could someone up there throw down her clothes or at least something ta cover her up with?"
"Bah! Its the blooming witch, she is like a bad penny, but it is mighty suspicious who she has mastery over water and manages to disappear right before we encounter a terrible storm. Daurros could the witch some how of caused that storm, is there magic that powerful that could be wielded by her to flounder us on this waste land?"
Ardanto stops walking as he asks the question, not wanting to get too close, just in case a stray crossbow bolt hits him when they turn the witch into a pin cushion.
"Oh fer the love of....not you as well. Come on if she had wanted ta do anything ta harm us she could have done it by now and I would think it would be a better plan than strand herself and all of us on an oversized bit of seaweed."
Having wandered behind the others Guard adds: "She also helped us with our supplies, before the storm. And she's not evil, as far as I can tell."
"I'm not sure she was on the ship when the crew were slain. Her weapons and gear were found on deck."