Fish Bol kills the last sea scorpion with a curse and a massive blow.
Once everyone's head has cleared and Quacraybool gains consciousness the group can gather their bearings.
Looking out to sea the group can see half of the Jenivere smashed up on a spire of rock that pierces her like a spear, and keeps it from sinking into the bay. The stern looks to have broken off and is nowhere to be seen.
The pile of gear is a motley collection of items and some might belong to another group of castaways that are closer to the jungle line. They include some of the other passengers, Aeyrs, Gelik, Ishirou, Jask, and Sasha.
The elven of you are soon all on unsteady feet and wondering how you got here.
Suffering from the aftereffects of being poisoned. The sickness will pass after drinking a lot of water and a few minutes.
The Mwangi gives a low whistle, at sight of the blows delivered by Noro and Fish,
As everyone gathers up, he explains, "We were poisoned... it should pass with plenty of water to drink, and a few minutes rest."
After killing the scorpion, Fish drags himself to the pile of gear and collapses near it, dropping the length of wood he used as a club. "Ugh."
He clutches his stomach, rubbing it with slow motions as he takes a few moments to rest.
When he's feeling slightly better, he crawls over to rummage through the gear for his flask of water. Upon finding it, he raises it to his lips and drinks.
Less dehydrated, he sits down and looks around for the first time. He spots the Jenivere.
"Wha' happened?" he says, licking his lips.
He listens to Krokod and takes another swig of water. "Poisoned? Probably the soup. Last thing I remember was tha ship heavin' along with my stomach."
"Without a doubt, Fish, but why?" He takes a swig of what water he can find as well, if need be muttering over it as he does so
He eyes at the others among them, particularly Jask.
"You were a prisoner," He asks of Jask," were you not? May I ask what crime you were accused of?" If we have a killer among us, then this could get very ugly indeed.
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After the critters are dead Noro sits on the beach for a few minutes taking several deep breaths she definately is winded. trying to keep her stomach contents where they belong.
after a minute or so she notices the gash on her foot.
Damn, looksh like that shucker got a good chunk of me
she grabs the sea scorpion carcass and hurls in into the sea. Loushy crab! then looks for something to bandage her foot.
rage used 3/6
hp 11 / 15
fatugied for 6 rounds
sickened
Quacraybool is starting to stir when he hears Krokud’s voice. ”Battle? What?” he says pushing himself onto his hands and knees weakly. Sitting back, he looks with dismay upon the half-broken ship, the dead sea scorpions, his injured shipmates, and the general chaos of the scene. He listens to them speak to each other. ”Poison? I-I’ve never been poisoned before. What is to gain from poisoning us?”
After drinking water, he frowns and pats his head, discovering that his hat is missing. His eyes dart around in a panic searching the shore for his creation. ”Oh no, oh no,” he croaks, ”My hat!” Covering his head with his arms, he takes a few deep breaths, looking at the others. ”Okay, let’s not panic. First I can bandage any wounds. Noro, do you want me to do that? Then I can do a proper search for my hat...and a weapon,” he adds looking at the sea scorpions again.
With a loud, rasping yawn, Arduino rubs his eyes and sits up just as the final serpent is decapitated. Looking around, he contemplates his change in circumstances.
"Oh b&$%!!~s. What now?"
After being updated on the course of events, Arduino stands and examines the worms and the nearby jungle with a suddenly serious expression. "This... is not good. The forest I was born in was dangerous enough; I have only passing familiarity with the jungle that seems to stretch out endlessly before me and us..."
Sighing, he starts searching amidst the wreckage. "What do we have?"
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After drinking water, he frowns and pats his head, discovering that his hat is missing. His eyes dart around in a panic searching the shore for his creation. ”Oh no, oh no,” he croaks, ”My hat!” Covering his head with his arms, he takes a few deep breaths, looking at the others. ”Okay, let’s not panic. First I can bandage any wounds. Noro, do you want me to do that? Then I can do a proper search for my hat...and a weapon,” he adds looking at the sea scorpions again.
nah, Itsh alright I've been cut worshe than this
patting herself down apparently looking for something.
damn where ish it? Noro goes the pile of stuff and starts to rumage through apparently looking for something.
"What I'd really like to know is, where the hell is the ship?"
Kaylee stalks down the beach to the edge of the water and peer out into the ocean and then up and down the coast, trying to spot any sign of the ship.
The troubled looking Garundi looks up at Krokod through watery eyes and smiles. "I can't believe we are alive," he says with a sigh. The smile is quite clear that he finds this miraculous save a little funny.
"To be free and yet," he says shrugging to emphasis is current predicament.
He looks to Krokod again and says with bold certainty. "I am innocent. Not that I'd think you'd believe it."
And the ship is crushed up against the rock out on the bay.
The troubled looking Garundi looks up at Krokod through watery eyes and smiles. "I can't believe we are alive," he says with a sigh. The smile is quite clear that he finds this miraculous save a little funny.
"To be free and yet," he says shrugging to emphasis is current predicament.
He looks to Krokod again and says with bold certainty. "I am innocent. Not that I'd think you'd believe it."
"You would be surprised what I believe if you give me a chance, I was wrongfully seized once. From lands not so far from here, as a child. Of course, I was a slave, not a prisoner, my crime was being useful when there was a need for the amusement of those more powerful than I," Krokod shares with the man. Hoping to learn more of Jask yet.
”Okay, let’s not panic. First I can bandage any wounds. Noro, do you want me to do that? Then I can do a proper search for my hat...and a weapon,” he adds looking at the sea scorpions again.
Sighing, he starts searching amidst the wreckage. "What do we have?"
"damn where ish it?" Noro goes the pile of stuff and starts to rumage through apparently looking for something.
Krokod looks at the others, "Searching to save whatever supplies we can is a good idea. Tell me what you're looking for specifically, and I shall help you." He starts to look for Quacraybool's hat but keeps speaking, "I can...perform some healing of magical nature. I see two of you have worse wounds than others. Speak up if you wish me to aid. My powers are limited though."
"If you find any food or drink that does not seem pure enough to ingest, let me know. I have a spell that might help make it digestible after all."
"What I'd really like to know is, where the hell is the ship?"
"In pieces, I am sorry to say."
Kaylee sighs is frustration as she looks at the remains of their ship on the rocks. "I'd like to know just went wrong. The captain had made this run dozens of times and I can't believe he'd take the ship close enough to shore to wreck regardless of how odd he'd been acting lately."
Shaking her head, Kaylee stalks up to the pile of belongings and sorts through it for her stuff. "Don't worry too much about water Krokod, I have small spell prepared to create some as needed. I just need to find something to hold it in. Anyone find any waterskins yet?"
A gnome dusting himself off of sand comes up to the pile. He looks through it and pulls out a small longsword in it's scabbard. "This is mine," he says holding it tightly. "I'm missing my buckler and pack as well. Did anyone find my pack?" he asks aloud as he rummages through the pile. Somehow his clothes look cleaned and pressed.
Some of the others that awoke late come up to the pile of equipment, looking for their belongings.
A half-elven woman with flowing red hair and wearing tight studded leather and the tricorn hat of a sailor overhears Kaylee. "The captain is not about. But someone brought us here. Look there."
She points to where the second group of castaways were laid out closer to the jungle. A set of footsteps followed by drag marks lead from the water. And then the footprints return to the sea line.
"Someone pulled us from the water and dragged us to safety. All of us." She adds pointing to were the group awoke closer to the waterline but some marks are still visible.
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Noro looks to Krokod Well I guessh sho Noro takes a seat in the sand and shows him her foot with the gash the make-shift bandage half falling off
I'm looking for my Wineshkin and I had a shmall pouch with shome red jerky in it
after the healing "ritual" is completed Noro finally gets her bearings. and goes to Kaylee
Sho any idea what the heck happened? and where the heck are we?
"Well, for where we are, I could probably get a better idea at night from the stars. Though our best chance for figuring out our exact location would be to head back out to the wreck of the ship and see if we can find any navigational charts or maps. I'm also hoping to find my compass somewhere in this pile of stuff."
"I can...perform some healing of magical nature. I see two of you have worse wounds than others. Speak up if you wish me to aid. My powers are limited though."
"I'd like some of that aid," Fish says, staying where he is from now.
He listens to the conversation but doesn't participate, perhaps feeling too unwell to.
At Aerys' words, he tries to spot the marks from where he is. At least that answered his curiosity as to how they managed to survive, together no less, though it brought new questions in its place.
"Your thinking of going to the ship?" an athletic woman with spiky dark hair asks coming over to the pile and others. She looks over the gear and then to the listing ship in the water. "Looks really dangerous. Who of us should go? Who should stay?" she asks then walks to the thick tree line of the jungle.
"Maybe some of us should see to gathering wood. Making a fire before it gets to dark." she adds looking back towards the group. "Anyone got an axe?"
"Bah," an older Tian man grunts as he sits checking the blade of his katana. "Go in there," he points to the jungle with his sword. "And you'll probably be eaten by some wild beast before you get an arm load of wood."
"I say we look for a long boat see about pushing off before whatever lives here roasts us for supper." he slides his katana back in his scabbard on his back, and folds his arms.
"Well, some maps and charts would be great for figuring out where we are, which in turn will help us figure out where we should go to reach civilization. Perhaps some of us should head out there now for charts and the rest set up camp? I really don't want to worry about anything useful being washed out to sea with the next high-tide. We may also be able to scavenge some food and other useful items and check on the conditions of any of the longboats."
Noro looks to Krokod "Well I guessh sho" Noro takes a seat in the sand and shows him her foot with the gash the make-shift bandage half falling off
Krokod cleans the foot off, and then lays a hand on the ankle. He mutters in that sizzling language and flames burst from his hand but while her flesh grows warm, it is not burned. Indeed, the flames pass over the wounds, and the wounds are gone.
"I hope that helped." He rises and heads to Fish.
"I'd like some of that aid," Fish says, staying where he is from now.
"As hard as you two fought, it is no surprise you two drew the attentions of those stingers..."
A mutter again, and more flames...and more of the wound healed.
He listens to Ayres explain someone saved them, and is surprised, "Why save us only to desert us? How very odd."
The chatter from the others, he all takes into account, "As much as I dislike splitting us up, two groups ...one to seek out a longboat and the other to prepare a camp and fire outside of tide range might be wise."
"Thanks," Fish says to Krokod after being healed.
"I'll volunteer ta go back to the ship. Getting as much as we can now is a good idea."
Continuing to search amid the wreckage, Arduino adds without looking up "I would head back to the ship. I have some magic in my blood, I can use it to calm any worms who attempt to strike at us."
Hearing Jask and Krokod speak, he chimes in to Jask, ”Hopefully you’ll trust us enough to form our own opinions. I’ve met many innocent in chains and guilty walking free. We’re going to need to work together if we’re to have any hope of survival.”
Quacraybool stops his searching of the items from the ship to look at the footsteps in the sand. He squats to get a closer look, hoping to see if whatever pulled them to shore left any clear indications of what they were.
”Swim to the ship?” he asks . ”Aren’t there sharks in the water? Or maybe more of those things,” he points to the remains of the sea scorpion that Noro didn’t drag into the sea. ”Lakes and ponds I don’t mind swimming in, but the sea? With the waves and undertow? I’m not the strongest of swimmers either,” he concludes, gaze rolling down his arms.
”I did have a map of the Mwangi rolled inside a water-tight scroll case. Maybe that will help us decide where we are. I’ll try to organize this with the people who stay here,” he returns to searching the gear, looking for any of his possessions or replacements.
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Right... Kay, Arny and Fish, you go with Ish... shee if you can find anything usheful on the wreckage. The resht of us will shet up a camp here.
Noro scans the area for a good place to set up a shelter. and some signs of where to get food.
great can't do what I am trained in and nail the roll on what I am the worst at.
Quacraybool accepts Noro’s organizing of those staying on the shore and starts searching for an acceptable place for a camp. As he does that he scans the trees looking for ripe fruit or easily captured birds.
"Fine." Fish nods and stands, moving ahead of the others to wait for them.
Krokod nods and helps in setting up the camp
Gathering the driest wood and material he can find, he places the campsite outside of tide's reach, and lights a good fire suitable for cooking and then marks a separate area slightly 'down hill' for latrine purposes. One thing you don't want is certain things flowing back to you.
"Well of course the jungle man would be the one to know what he's doing." Aerys says while Krokod works. By the way she speaks it's hard to tell if she is being condescending or not. "You wouldn't happen to happen to know how to scrounge for anything stronger to drink than water? Do you?" Although there you cn tell she would really like a drink.
I don't wish to micro manage this as pbp takes a long time if you post every step or stand about discussing ever move you wish to make.
In certain circumstances I will ask you where you go (Like who goes to the shipwreck?), in others I will ask you how do you approach the shipwreck (hopefully after I have described it). To speed things along I'll just fluff the trips so as to save time, now and again.
Hope this is alright with everyone. When I posted those going to the ship I was hoping for IC posts from each of you preparing to cross the water. This is two fold - one I like to read the posts ups and hope for some insight to the character and two once everyone has posted I know everyone is ready for me to advance the thread.
After a few months I'm sure we will all know more of each other and how we wish to handle things.
SPECIAL NOTE: My word is not the ultimate law. (Well it is 99% of the time.) After a few months playing and you dislike anyway I handle certain areas. Please let me know. This is a game and we are all here to have fun. And to do that I need feedback from all of you.
The swim to the Jenivere isn't pleasant, but neither is it overly dangerous. As the group swims over they find that at certain points they can wade across a small reef, and if the tide were at it's lowest they could possibly walk to and from the ship in ankle deep water.
Not wishing to turn back and wait, since they are almost at the ship. They continue on and approach the shipwreck wet and a bit tired. It is then when they first touch the wood that their adrenaline kicks up and their fatigue is forgotten.
Arduino's strong kicks propel him out of the water onto the ship, grabbing a handy spar of wood. Smiling brightly, he looks around. "I've never swum in the sea before; glorious fun. The water just has so much movement in it!"
Fish steps onto the damp wood of the shipwreck, cautious and alert.
"Yer rather optimistic, aren'tcha?" he says to Arduino.
"Well of course the jungle man would be the one to know what he's doing." Aerys says while Krokod works. By the way she speaks it's hard to tell if she is being condescending or not. "You wouldn't happen to happen to know how to scrounge for anything stronger to drink than water? Do you?" Although there you cn tell she would really like a drink.
"I haven't been in these lands since I was ...very young. I've forgotten a great deal," he admits, "As for hunting down liquors... I'm afraid searching is not my strongest gift. Depending on the type of alcohol, if we do find some, it might be best to hold onto it for cleansing out wounds and the like."A smile, "But I don't blame you for wanting a belt. Obviously NONE of us , not even I, wanted to land 'here'. Where were you hoping to be?"
Kaylee looks over to Aerys. "My advice would be to check the Captain's cabin. He most likely kept his own stash where the rest of us couldn't get to it. I plan on searching that room first, good chance he'll have some chart or maps there too. I can keep an eye out for any bottles. After that I'll head over to the navigator's cabin."
"Eh, when there's something interesting to do..."
"I'll try ta find if there're any longboats left. Ishirou?"
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"Well of course the jungle man would be the one to know what he's doing." Aerys says while Krokod works. By the way she speaks it's hard to tell if she is being condescending or not. "You wouldn't happen to happen to know how to scrounge for anything stronger to drink than water? Do you?" Although there you cn tell she would really like a drink.
Well, well an elf with my kind of attitude
Noro tosses her waterskin to her.
I ushe it for medishinal purposes
after Aerys takes a swig Noro takes her skin back
I think we will get along jusht fine and Noro gives her a friendly punch to the arm.
"No need to look far I'm afraid. Look." Ishirou says pointing to a piece of rope tied to through a small whole in a board. "The ship, she only had one long boat and there's part of it."
The rope leads to the bow of the longboat that still floats in the water, but only about three feet of the boat is left as the rest is missing. "But who tied it off?"
- Ishirou Perception
Need to know who goes in first, what's in hand, and if you cast any prep spells - like guidance and such.
Aerys takes the wineskin and sniffs it before a smile crosses her lips. She takes a long draw before whipping her mouth with the back of her hand and handing it back. "Thanks." the half-elf says to Noro.
Looking over at the dark skinned man Aerys shrugs off the question. "Not here, that's for sure."
"Maybe whoever rescued is?" Fish guesses. "Whoever it was, I'm thankful fer 'em. Least we have somethin' to work with. Can even use it to ferry the stuff we find back and keep 'em dry."
"Sounds like a plan, Kaylee. I'll check the hold 'n' the lazaret."
Krokod looks at Gelik and Sasha as he works, seeing if they are chipping in yet, "Gelik, did you ever find your pack? "
Nodding to Sasha, he also speaks up, "And is there anything you're looking for particularly, fair lady?"
Arduino hesitantly lifts himself up onto the boat. "Shall we explore what's left?"
Kaylee nods at fish. "Allrighty, I'll head on to the captain's cabin first. I'll give a holler too if I run into any problems."