Bleepos shook his shoulders and went back to get some more rum. Hopefully he'd drink and sleep a good night to wake up more recovered for his... Misadventures.
Lucien quietly pockets the silver pieces before leaving the bilges to head back topside.
Jaska walks toward Owlbear, trying to see if he still has any wounds from the fight. She has seen next to him, giving him time to notice her before she talks to him. When he does, she turns slightly to talk to him. "Hi there. I think I heard you got hit during the fight the other day. Did anyone come to take a look at your wounds? If you want, I could use some magic to heal you." She waits patiently for his answer, not wanting to be too invasive to the gentle giant.
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Jaska notices that Owlbear indeed has a few scabbed over yet fresh-looking wounds on his chest and arms. The brutish man looks up at Jaska and with a booming voice, he begins to laugh maniacally. In between breathes, he manages to get a few words in, "OWLBEAR GET HIT? HAHA! OWLBEAR HIT THEM WITH FISTS AND STICK!" He pulls a live crab from a bucket next to him, breaking the shell with his molars and sucking the raw flesh out of a claw.
"Yes, you are a powerfull figther, aren't you? Why are they leaving you down when you should have the right to moves about the ship I will never know" Focusing some of her divine energy she lay her hand on the man. "Hold still for a second, I'll heal those wounds of yours." The energy transfert from her to him and his wounds start closing. "There isn't that better? You are a good man, and I would like to count you as a friend. You think we can be friends?" She waits for his answer with a big smile on her face.
Jaska takes the half-eaten crab. "Thanks friend. I'll save it for a late snack." She pocket the crab. "Well, it's getting late for me. I'll leave you to your meal. If you need more healing, you let me know, ok?" She then stands and walk back on the main deck, looking around for some other ally that might need her last spell of the day for some Healing. If she finds none, she heads to bed.
Sauntering up to a group of friendly-looking sailors (or at least not overtly-hostile ones), Lucien thumps an empty mug on the table. "Anyone fancy a bit of Heave?"
Tired of walking around the deck, Jaska heads below to sleep for the rest of the night. Once there, she passes near the little crazy goblin. She almost continued on her way when she notices that there are still some wounds on it. She tries to wake him up to get a consent for using magic on him, but it would seem he drank himself to unconsciousness. Oh well! I'm sure he won't mind. summoning the last of her divine energy for the day, she transfers it to the goblin, closing some of the wounds. Happy with the result, she heads to her sleep spot and, after a small prayer, drift off to sleep.
Bleepos wakes up on the next day feeling totally better. He didn't think the rum would be so effective, but then again - maybe he's just destined to survive!
Dawn rises bright and early over the moored silhouettes of the Wormwood and the Mans Promise. As dawn paints the sea in bright reds and yellows, the ship bell tolls calling you all groggy headed from your sleep. The ship comes alive and the Crew scrambles to gather on the main deck, before the captured crew and Officers of the Rahadoumi brig are dragged up on deck in a ragged line.
Captain Harrigan steps out of the group of Wormwood Officers and the crowd falls silent as he begins to speak. "Right then lads and lassies, we have some business to attend to, but first," he turns to the group of captured sailors. "You all lost yer fight fair and square, but I'm a fair man, let it never be said I ain't," the Crew of the Wormwoods laugh loudly and the Captain grins, before continuing, "So here is my offer to yeh, swear yer service before my mast and you're free ta join my crew. So whats it gonna be lads?"
Several sailors step forward at this, barely waiting a beat, wanting to save their own hides. As they do, Scourge moves forward with a knife and cuts their bonds, before pushing them towards the Crew.
"Good good, glad ya had some sense. Now..." He turns back to his own Crew, "All right, you scurvy tars! You’ve done a right good job by me—we’ve got a second ship now, and she’s quite a prize from the looks of her. But I still have only one crew. So here’s the plan—the Wormwood will sail on to our planned destination with our new shipmates here, while Mr. Plugg will pick a skeleton crew to sail the Man’s Promise to Port Peril, where she’ll be worth a pretty penny as salvage.“As for these fine fellows here”—Harrigan gestures at the remainder of the captured ship’s crew—“some of them will no doubt be worth a hefty ransom from their families back in Azir. And for the rest, if the life of a pirate’s not for them, they can spend the rest of their lives at sea!”
With that he strolled towards the captured crew, walking up and down the line, before stopping before a short woman who glared at him defiantly. He grinned at her as his hand tightened round her throat and fear swam in to her eyes. He dragged her towards the railing and her struggle became more pronounced. As he lifted her bodily off of her feet, her heels began to drum against the boards of the deck, before she was thrown overboard, to crash down with a huge splash in the waves below. He watched for a moment, as she sank slowly below the waves, kicking and screaming. As silence fell, the Rahadoumi exploded forward to swear their allegiance to the Wormwood.
Scourge moves towards the party and smiles at each of you darkly, before beginning to speak. "Alright ladies and gents, get yer things and join our merry little Skeleton crew. I'll see you onboard in 10 minutes. Get to it!"
The Tide begins to change and new opportunities grace the horizon.
Bleepos runs around collecting his stuff. He makes sure to go for his "hidden stash" and hide it all on his backpack before sneaking into the Man's Promise. Right before that, the goblin runs by Grok and gives her 10 gold pieces.
I hope I'll see ya' again soon, half-Orc! - he says, not staying for long.
On his way to the new boat, he thinks he sees his friend, the Tengu Chandria, and almost immediately opens a smile. She had been sick for too long!
Jaska wakes up and heads to the main deck. Once there, she leans on her longbow and listen to the Captain do his little speech. She feels a bit for the woman that was thrown overboard, but she should have known better. Then, when she told that she will be transferred to the other ship with Plugg and Scourge in charge, she Wonder what the future holds for her. Great, we go from one bad Captain to a worse one.
She quickly and quietly heads back down and grab all of her stuff. She then heads over to Grok before leaving. "Morning Quartermaster. Seems like I got transferred. I was wondering if you had anything else I could exchange my gold for before I head over to the other ship." She takes out a few gold and look at the half-Orc with a smile.
Chandria hobbles up on deck from below, dried vomit still stuck to the corners of her feathered mouth. Finally... Sunlight... How long has it been?
At least a week had passed since she was left for dead in a box in the bilges, and she'd endured all manner of spider bites, hunger, and disease from being forced to drink the filthy bilge water. She'd found her way out yesterday as Lucien had been investigating some of the crates below, with the crate she'd been stashed in becoming lodged open after colliding with the edge.
Seeing Bleepos on deck, Chandria quickly darts over. "Bleepos, sogladtoseeyou!" She eagerly says in a word mush, "So glad to soon be off this disgusting heap. What did I miss? Where's everyone else?"
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Ah! Sasha is still 'round, though I don't see her that much nowadays either, but 'ya know how tha' pirate life might be. - says the goblin, approaching the alchemist - Besmara had received most of them on the bottom of the seas. The fish-elf, for example, was caught cheating in a certain night and I'm pretty sure Kroop fried him for breakfast on tha' next day. Heh!
As they move, Bleepos introduces the new closest friends to Chandria, pointing them as they move to the new ship.
That blue guy is Lucien. Powerful waterguy, throws bags of water. Bleepos thinks, Bleepos doesn't understand waterguy powers well. Kragor's tha' big green one. Strong funny guy with tattoos, good jokes. And finally, Human longshanks lady is Jaska, loyal friend. Lady of Gozreh, preaches and fights with trident like fish people.
Kragor gathers his gear from Grok, giving the Quartermistress a squeeze around the waist, before heading back to the main deck "See you around, toots" he tells her as he goes up the stairs.
Once on deck he sees the strange tengu talking with Bleepos. As he approaches he frowns at Bleepos "When did I ever tell a joke." he asks with a straight face.
Lucien makes his way down to the quartermaster's shop. I like my pike, but I need something to fight in close. Almost bit me last fight, it did. Approaching Grok, he says "You got any swords or axes or something? I'd like to make a buy before I head out."
Sasha looks for her new friend, Ratline. hoping to get a word to him before moving to the new ship.
Kragor crosses over to the new ship and goes below deck to store his gear, all except his falchion which he straps across his back "Let one of these sons of b!&&*es try and take this from me while I'm awake and they won't live to regret it" he thinks to himself as he settles the blade before returning to the main deck to await assignment.
As Jaska, Kragor and Lucien approach the Quartermaster, she looks up from her books, a small frown crossing her face. She listens to their requests before nodding and beginning to move about the store.
"Well Jaska I can sell you basically any common Item you could like to name, and I'll even do it cheap, just fer that pretty face. And Lucien I can sell you any weapon you desire, just name it. And because you two are leaving us, I'll even knock half off!" She grinned before turning to Kragor.
"You wait behind when the others are finished shoppin. I need a word!"
She turned back to the two looking to shop, the grin returning to her face. "Now loves, what can I get fer yeh?"
When Lucien and Jaska leave, Grok shuts the door to the stores behind them, before turning to stare at Kragor. She stands there for a minute, unsure, before throwing herself at him and wrapping him in her arms, beginning to cry.
As Kragor crosses to the other ship, he pats his pocket, feeling it surprisingly fuller than before, after Grok had given him her parting gifts.
Sasha begins to hunt for Ratline, but doesnt have too far to look, as she soon spots him climbing his way to the crows nest on the Rahadoumi ship. It seems the little line worker will be going along with you all. Ratline raises his hand at Sasha before beginning to slide back down to the deck. "In'it bloody brilliant? A new ship, new adventure? Thank the gods, thank the gods!"
When the Crew is all aboard and the ships have parted ways, with much shouting back and forth, Scourge orders you all to collect yourselves by the main mast, where Lieutenant Captain Plugg resides.
"Well well well, welcome to the Mans Promise one and all. New ship but same rules. Only brake em and I'll spare you the lash and go straight for the cat, do I make myself clear?" The well spoken Chelaxian man asked, looking each crew member in the eyes as he did. "I won't be as kind as our dear Captain and I have instructed Mister Scourge to likewise treat this ship. Now, if you have any worries or complaints, please, please come share them with me. And while you are at it, please tell me which side of the f$&*ing ship I should dump your body off, after I finish making you wear your own entrails as a scarf. Master Scourge, the wretches are all yours!"
"Aye Cap'n!" The cruel man grinned and saluted Plugg, before turning back to the crew. "Right you pack of useless wretches, time to get to work. You! Greenskin and your little minime halfwit, you two go scrub the bilges. Last pricks left it real messy. Full of blood and s%~% it is. See to it." He gestures for Kragor and Bleepos to go below before turning to Lucien and Jaska.
"Little Boy Blue and the whore of Gozreh, you two scrub this f*&!ing deck till I can eat off it. I don't want to see a hint of blood, a hint of bile or anything on it. Make. It. Shine!"
He turned to Sasha and sighed, as his eyes met not only her but Ratline as well. "Well f~$#. We got the rat too. Well you two can go struggle with that mess of a rigging. We hit the b~*&! so hard she is in a right tangle. Hopefully one of you fall and I am put out of my misery even just a f%~&in little. Mind ya don't hit me though!"
[b]"And you, the chick with the flu, go help that useless drunk c$!@ in the galley. Captain wants a huge feat so slaughter one of them sheep in the holds and make it f$@&ing delicious. GET TO F!@#ING WORK!"
Lucien picks up a couple of daggers from the Quartermaster, then packs his things and heads over.
On the new ship, Lucien does his best to suppress a groan, then gets to work. Careful to avoid anyone crewmates on deck, he uses targeted blasts of conjured water to wash blood, bile, and the like overboard, then, once it's been scrubbed, basic hydrokinesis to dry the deck out.
Bleepos shakes his head in agreement and goes back to work - he isn't particularly interested in shirking the duties today, but as always he's very curious about the areas to explore in this new ship and the crewmates with whom he can try to socialize.
"Come on, Bleepos" Kragor says as he slaps the little goblin on the shoulder "Lets go check out the bilges, I'm sure the air down there will be fresher than the stench coming from the deck."
He wrinkles his nose in Scourge's direction before going below decks to find the bilges.
Hah! - says the Goblin - Kragor funny! Funny jokes. Bleepos not always understands, but Bleepos sure jokes are all funny.
"Thank you, the rebate is much appreciated." Jaska looks around and finally settle for a dagger, a quiver of arrows, a grappling hook and a fishing kit. Paying her due, she then crosses over to the other ship, hoping she didn't forget anything.
Jaska listens to the speech of the new "captain". Then, as Scourge list the tasks for the crew, she can't help but squeeze her hands into fists when he gets to her. Just you wait. It will be my pleasure to send you to a watery grave. She follows Lucien and start working. While she's able to do a fantastic job, she notices that Lucien is having issues. She tries to cover for the man as much as she can to avoid him a meeting with the "cat". At the end of the shift, she is rather tired and wonder how long they can keep this up.
Kragor finishes his shift in the bilges he climbs back up to the cargo hold and rolls his shoulders to ease the aching muscles. Exhausted from the work he heads to his bunk and is soon fast asleep.
Chandria takes the opportunity to purchase a chain shirt from Grok. "My thanks, miss. You've been a great help."
I'm so over this. Chandria sighs heavily as her animal slaughtering days continue. "One sheep it is," she says, heading down to the galley. Eyeing the sheep with anger in her eyes, she imagines Scourge's face on the harmless creature, and pulls out her falchion. She charges it across the neck and slices it cleanly, leaving her face and the surrounding area a bloody mess of guts and blood.