The town is quiet, very little happening at the moment.
Unless anyone has a purchase they want we will set sail for the Tidewater rock.
It's a weeks voyage with good weather, so everyone give me a D100 roll for events as you travel.
With Ghilda taking care of the sale of the Devil's Pallor Marnir spends a little time leaving a message for Captain Norva of The Best Revenge with the town's harbourmaster, asking her to meet them at Tidewater Rock at her earliest convenience. With the important business done, Marnir heads to the rowdiest looking dockside tavern he can find for a few mugs of ale before the Drake sets sail again.
Markizio happily sold his tidewater cutlass and provided the funds obtained to the common pool.
He then bought himself a new white shirt and his laundry professionally cleaned before getting back on the ship.
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Ghilda identifies the local merchant, who seems eager to get new business in the sleepy town. He offers a fair price for the wool, fruit (much to Chorley's chagrin) and the other loot gained in the recent exploits of the Drake. Trusted sailors bring back sacks of gold, filled with 12,228gp and five silver pieces...not bad.
"Cap'n - I present to you the income from our latest adventures!" Running her hands through the gold, Ghilda smiles and gives silent thanks to Besmara.
Kung is happily equipped at the moment, and doesn't feel like he needs to do any shopping. He assists Ghilda with the sale of the plunder and ship, mainting security over the very large amount of gold that they return with.
When he sees Markizio in his new clean digs, he shouts an exclamation with joy. "Fancy man look good! New shirt, very clean!" He moves in as if to embrace the magus, but stops at the last minute with a smile. "Kung respect, not want make dirty." He makes a show of wiping his hand on his pants and holds it out for a handshake instead.
The Unbound Drake sets sail again, the crew is in good heart after the recent profitable cruises. It's a westerly course to Tidewater rock and you're blessed with a nice steady wind in your sails coming off the coast.
A day out of port and the lookout cries out. "One sail on the port bow! Small ship and she's not moving."
Coming closer you can see.
A fishing trawler rides low in the water, heeling several degrees
to port. It is obviously taking on water. The sails flap loosely from the yards and a fishing net drags in the water over the starboard side.
As you draw up beside the trawler.
hull. While making a close pass of the sinking trawler you notice the shape of a dinghy deep underwater, slowly sinking.
The lookout's cry snaps Marnir from his gazing at the horizon, and he runs over to the port gunwale. "Good eyes, that man!" he calls.
"Did they run aground? Jane - are there any reefs or shoals in these waters?" Marnir shouts towards the navigator, wary that the Drake might suffer a similar fate if there are hidden rocks nearby. "I need a volunteer to lead a boarding party to look for survivors. Ghilda, can you see anything else aboard that sinking dinghy?"
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Ghilda peers as best she can at the sinking boat - what does she see?
Casting Guidance on herself, she looks again.
"Cap'n! I suggest we beat to quarters and reef the sails!"
Kung follows the cries of his captain and other among the crew, stepping up to the gunwale to look down at the hampered trawler.
"What the fuss? Small ship, slow. No bother to us. We keep sailing they never keep up."
He looks up to Marnir. "You want I arm weapons, just be safe?"
"Aye, good plan Kung. This may be a ruse. Arm the crew and set a fighting watch, including a watch on the sea around our hull. I don't want to be surprised, nor do I want to be holed by something coming up from beneath us."
Markizio raised a concern, "Is there any plunder on board? Doesn't that thing look like it's pregnant with fish? maybe?"
He added, "I say we check it out. Let's get closer"
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Jane watches how everything takes place from her perch from the crows nest.
The captain called for volunteers to board it and see whats going on, any takers?
After seeing that no apparent danger was on board, Markizio stepped up to board the fishing trawler.
He quickly called over a couple of the crew and readied himself.
He jokingly called back to the officers, "Just be ready to come rescue me if something is going to mess with my newly pressed shirt."
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Kung joking, not think tiny ship can be threat. But okay. While definitely wearing a look of confusion at the start, Kung begins the work of making sure that all weapons on the side of the trawler are both manned and armed. Then, as Chorley begins the search of the small vessel, Kung joins Markizio at the gunwale, ready to begin boarding if necessary.
"Looks dead, no? You think a threat too?"
So we have Markizio and two crew members on the trawler with CHorley.
Those in the boarding party.
You notice that the telltale signs of a battle have been hastily cleaned up.
Ghilda, does Chorley have scent? If so make a DC20 perception check for him.
Now on the sinking/drifting ship, Markizio took a closer look.
He looked at the two men with him, "Spread out and check things out but don't go in anywhere without letting me know first."
He then added, "And keep your eyes open. Something doesn't seem quite right."
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, nope :(
Sailors.
Well, they're no use. :(
Ghilda Chorley made his perception check and can tell you what was in the Spoiler.
You have two small cabins, one stern, one aft. And the large hold covering. Where are you searching?
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"Master - apho ke kwakusiliwa apha ... kodwa kubonakala ukuba bafuna yokugubungela loo nyaniso, ngasizathu sithile!" says Chorley as he scampers to the side of the trawler.
Ghilda yells, "Chorley says there are signs of a battle having occurred here, but it's odd because someone (or something) tried to clean up afterwards...Be careful!"
Ghilda beckons Chorley to her shoulder: "Buyela kum, Chorley!"
Chorley hops over to the Drake and takes his place on Ghilda's shoulder, looking back to the trawler inquisitively.
"Chorley say is threat after all? Not just small dead boat?" Kung readies his weapons, making sure everything is firmly sheathed and strapped so that he can cross over to the other ship, then makes his way onto the trawler.
"Fancy man good in fight, but silly to not help." He mutters to himself as he crosses over. "Also, fight is fun."
Jane and Data join those who have climbed aboard.
Seeing nothing strange about this boat, Jane just walks quietly. Data his watching over Jane's shoulder, also notices nothing out of the ordinary.
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Ghilda prepares herself to cast Prayer at the first sign of trouble. She and Chorley stand alert on the side of the Drake next to the trawler.
Markizio raised his hand and bid his men to wait. "Let's get ready for a fight. It looks like someone did some hasty cleanup job and may still be on board."
He then cast a spell and smiled as he saw Kung coming over, "I thought you would come over. Besides, you have to see if I learned anything from your sparring lessons. This new weapon needs to see some real action.."
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Nothing in either cabin.
Markizio shrugged his shoulders, "Well, I guess it was all for nothing."
He looked for things one more time before heading back to the Drake.
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"What about the hold? We should peek in there, I think..." Ghilda is not really happy with the thought, nor with voicing it.
Chorley says, "Ndiza kuhamba!", and so Ghilda clambers over to the trawler - "We'll both go, monkey." She orders (well asks Marnir, of course) the rest of the crew on the Drake to stand by the side of ship next to the trawler, and she casts Prayer on her allies.
"Pirate Queen! Please, your blessing!"
Ghilda then draws her rapier, and investigates the hatch to the hold.
"Keep an eye on the seas," Marnir says as his officers make their reports. "Whatever attacked these unfortunates may still be lurking below the waves." Marnir remains aboard the Drake awaiting further developments, looking out for signs of danger.
Kung starts to look confused and a little frustrated. "Why no fight? Everybody say looks like fight--even monkey say look like fight--and then act like somebody hiding. Where hiding? Kung want to fight!"
One of the crew hauls the hold cover aside. Moving to look into the darkened area. He shrieks girlishly in surprise as he's immediately attacked.
Stumbling backwards with a curse as 4 Sahaugin scramble out of the hold where they had been impatiently waiting for you.
The party has a round of AOO's or actions as the Sahaugin are climbing from the hold.
Jane looks at the creature crawls up out of the hold. "Oh, look. An ambush. I feel sorry for them." she says as she pulls out a bomb and tosses it at the back merlock.
Sahaugin (blue) He hisses in pain.
Sahaugin (green) Dodged.
Sahaugin (yellow) Dodged.
Sahaugin (Red) -9
Sahaugin (Blue) -5
Markizio snarled at the humanoids, "Look frogmen, butt-ugly frogmen!"
He slashed with his new blade but cut nothing but air.
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HP 43/43
AC 18, touch 12, flat-footed 16
Conditions: blur
Melee (+1 keen falcata): +6 = +1(magical) +3(base) +2(STR)
Melee Damage (+1 keen falcata): 1d8+3 = +1(weapon) +2 (str), 17-20, x3
5/5 arcane pool; 1/1 spell recall
Spell used: blur
Kung about-faces, saying nothing. He bears a simple grin across his face, his eyes alight with joy.
Kung and Markizio both miss!
Ghilda You are up!
Marnir You are up!
Then the Sahaugin get to unleash their buttkicking on ou.
Seeing his friends under suddenly attack by some kind of aquatic terror, Marnir hauls himself aboard the stricken vessel, drawing his axe as he lands on the deck. He swings his blade at the nearest fishman and channels his magic into the blade, temporarily sharpening it's edge.
Marnir swings down easily from The Drake. Ending the screams of the Sahaugin melting from Jane's acid with one cruel blow.
Ghilda, You're up.
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Ghilda focuses her energy through her ebony holy symbol, pointing at the sea monster and unleashing an Icicle.
Her jet of ice hits the sahuagin, causing it to hiss in pain.
Sahaugin (Green) -9
Attacking Markizio. . He hisses in rage as his target shimmers away from the points of his trident.
Sahaugin (Blue) -5
Shrieks as he goes into Blood frenzy from his wounds and attacks Kung.
Sahaugin (Yellow)
Attacking Marnir. Missing.
The party can go again.
Markizio You can act.
Marnir You can act.
Kung You can act.
Ghilda You can act.
Jane You can act.
Shimmering away from his attacker, the magus coated his new blade with acid and struck out at the frogman.
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HP 43/43
AC 18, touch 12, flat-footed 16
Conditions: blur
Melee (+1 keen falcata): +6 = +1(magical) +3(base) +2(STR)
Melee Damage (+1 keen falcata): 1d8+3 = +1(weapon) +2 (str), 17-20, x3
5/5 arcane pool; 1/1 spell recall
Spell used: blur
Jane points her finger at one of the creatures and shoots a web out of it.
Kung looks down at the open wounds that now adorn his chest as the blood begins to seep out. "Fish-man hit Kung. Fish-man make Kung bleed?" The half-orc almost seems shocked.
"Not supposed to make Kung bleed. Fish-man die anyway, now fish-man die HARDER!" Only a scowl remains on his face where previously there rested a casual smile. His pegleg again taps out a syncopated rhythm as he shifts his weight back and forth looking for an opening through which to bury his greatsword.