Skulls & Shackles (Inactive)

Game Master Foxy Quickpaw

Lito picks up the pouch and "drinks" his rum.

After Rum time he quickly hands out 14 gold to Trytton, 10 to Besmara, 20 to Estella and 5 to Jarvis and Noonan..

"Hehe, thanks." Besmara tells Lito. "Are we going to have some fun this evening? Can ye sing, or dance or somethin'?"

"You take too many coins." Trytton says to Lito

Estelle takes and pockets her coins, "Will have to find a place to hide these."

Estelle will walk over to Grok, "Can I talk to ye in private?"

If/once they do

"I have me portion of the winnings from tonight, can I ask ye to put em with me gear that ye holding? I can pay ye 4 gold to place the 20 in me pack."

Grok looks somewhat confused. "Sure I can." she replies and accepts the gold.

Noonan sighs as he didn't get the chance to fight. The gold was ok.

Noonan drank his rum and sat down next to Ratburger. Rough job, ya? Bad rum and bad food.

Sqak! Where da lemons? Don't wanna get scurvy

Diplomacy+parrot: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

"You're funny. What's lemons? What's scuvy?" Ratburger replies over a bite of fish stew.

Squak! Yellow fruit, yellow fruit. Keep yer teeth from fallen out. Sqwak!

"Never seen that. Is it better than Fishguts' scum?" Ratsberger asks.

Lito leans over to Trytton and whispers:
Got to give some to Sandra and Rosie. Ye'll get more if they don't want any.

"Now what's with ma dance?" Besmara asks. She is in a chipper mood.

"They didn't bet." Trytton says

"Uuungh! Here take the coins. I'm not going to argue over some coins that are worth nothing on this shitty soul seller." Besmara states putting her ten coins in his hands. "Can we go and have fun now?"

"Those coins are yours." Trytton says giving them back

"I didn't bet. I wanted a share for fighting. But I didn't. Estelle did." Besmara states refusing to take the coins back.

"but you were going to fight."

Estelle comes back to the group, seeing Besmara and Trytton arguing over coinage.

"I'll take em if ye two are to rick for this coin. Other wise shut yer traps or someone else ill relieve ye of your coin and yer lives."

Lito looks at Besmara.

Actually I remember you calling for part of the action, just not calling out how much.

Then he turns to Trytton and walks him away out of earshot of the other crew.
Ye want to discuss this now, fine.
Ye got what ye bet, I got what I bet, the extra goes to nobody. As he ain't around to claim it, I be handing the rest out to some of our crew.

Ye probably be getting another 5 or so, but it might be 10 if Rosie and Sanda don't want theirs. You want the 5 now?

"Yer lovely as always. Are ye up for fun?" She takes the coins back as all three who actually would deserve these coins agree on her having them and leaves the deck to go to supper. She is going to have fun no matter if the others are coming or not.

Noonan replies to Ratburger. Yep. Much better.

At the tables she looks around if she sees someone not trying to kill her with glares.

Giffer Tibbs, the bedraggled gnome girl with only one eye looks fine and so Besmara sits next to her. "Hey, little one, how are ye?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 12
"Heard that stupid phrase once too often? Yeah? Ok. How did ye lose your eye?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 12
"Not better? No? Oh come on! We beat that big baby, Plugg keeps as a pet and showed him where he can stick his... I want to celebrate now and half of who I call friends is bickering over coins. Would ya keep me some company? Pleeease?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 16

Lito looks at Besmara
You can be sure I will be along in a moment to join you.

I've got more people to try to recruit!

"How do they taste?" Ratburger asks curious.

Don't look at the name it's only for the picture

"Desperation looks kinda funny on the tough girl.." Tibbs replies with a smile.

Lemons? Make yer mouth squeeze up if ya eat too much. Little bites, keep yer teeth in head.

"Why would they do that? Do they dry out yer mouth?" Ratberger asks.

"So long as they help us I am happy." Trytton says with a nod, once Lito explains where the coins are going

"I'd rather be less tough and lie in a hammock on deck on a cruise. With a Mai Tai instead of this bilge water." Besmara replies. She downs her rum hoping that the alcohol will improve her mood after the burning in throat and stomach stops.
Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Con Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

Gods below! Stop talking before you get yourself killed!
Lito says quietly as he walks away.

He heads below deck, stopping first at the quartermasters office to see if Grog will exchange his 10 gold for his armor.

Then he heads down to join Besmara with the pirates.

He'll try to find someone who isn't looking daggers at him (Maybe Tilly Brackett) and tries to strike up a conversation with her.

Ho there, how often does Owlbear get let out to fight? Seems like that's more special entertainment then a usual thing.

"Fer full coin ye get full armor." Grok jokes and hands Lito his leather armor back.

With Tilly Lito found someone who actually likes to drink the horse piss they serve as rum here. "This be a fine swashbuckle indeed. An' unexpected in th' outcome. Plugg get`s Owlbear ou' t' keel haul or kill swabbies. I neresaw th' lad's lose. Plugg be goin' t' let someone pay fer that." he replies with a smirk at Lito.

Ya, I figured there would be Hell to pay for that. But thank you for the warning.

As for the 'buckle. You should have seen the fight back at the Lusty Wench a few months ago....

Bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Lito spins a tail about an epic bar fight he was involved in in an attempt to get her laughing and improve her view of him.

Noonan looks very blank at the question. Uhhh.Dunnoo. Just make yer lips look like this. Noonan makes a rather hideous looking pucker.

Estelle will wander down to where everyone is drinking and relaxing, looking around the room she will eye them all up. Looking down at her shirt she realizes that it is still showing a lot of skin, she shrugs her shoulders and sits down for a drink with Lito.

She looks at Tilly, "How long you been on this boat? That big man always been chained up?"

influence: 1d20 ⇒ 1

Time for another brawl!

Estelle is apparently never supposed to influence people EVER!!!

Let me explain something to you: You always influence people. By the rules into the wrong direction with your rolls. But that sucks. So you either manage to make something up or you delete the rolls if they can't be fixed. Are you an accountant? I thought you're a pirate.

So Lito rolled high enough to move Tilly to helpful which leaves not much for you to do. But even then you should add your intimidate skill (as you can diplo, bluff, or intimidate them) which is +4.

Now for the making up: You single-handedly beat the big mean guy into a crying pulp of meat without getting even a single hit. Which is at least worth a +2 for the rest of the journey. So without too much hassle you get your roll (1)+4+2 which is still bad, but at least is in a range where you get a chance with your rolls and don't fail by five or more.

With Estelle around no one will start a brawl this evening

Tilly is glad she sits on the opposite side of the table, but if the table were a bit wider she would be more comfortable "It ben a wee moon. An' Owlbear be always chained t' this mast." she replies keeping an eye on her.

Sandara walks past Owlbear who already woke up again. Giving him a short glance and holding out the red jolly roger flag she channels positive energy.
Channel: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10

Owlbear looks confused.

Jarrus heads up on deck, and looks out at sea for a while all contemplative. Then turns around and yells. "Aye! Anyone fer some hog lob!"

"Ye can bet on that. Here be me one dubloon." Rosie states and comes to Jarrus. "Ye brought the hog?"

After the meal Trytton goes down to the bilges.
He spends some time cleaning the water again before submerging himself once more.

"One a ya get me a hog, 'at needs a lob in'! There must be one on this 'ere skooner." Jarrus says waiting for someone to bring one.
Jarrus holds up a gold goin. "I got yer bet right 'ere, Rosie is it?"

"Ye know were ta get that hog?" Besmara asks Tibbs. "So I'd get ta beat someone taday after Estelle stole ma brawl." she says winking at Estelle.

Tibbs gets up and retrieves the 'hog' from the pen where the real hogs are kept. "Here. Have fun."

"Are ye comin?" Besmara asks Tibbs.

"Nay. I can't be seen havin' fun with ya. Yer on the bad side of Plugg. Sorry." Tibbs replies.

"I won't blame ye fer that." Besmara replies, takes the hog and moves to Jarrus and Rosie. "Here it is. What now?"

After the discussion with Tilly, Lito wants to find Sandra and Rosie each and offer them part of the winning. (5gp each)

While talking to Rosie he will also say:
So I asked Grok about yer Fiddle. She seems to have taken quite a dislike to ye. So I think getting the fiddle will be hard. Is that particular fiddle a big deal or are ye just mad like the rest of us that they took yer stuff? If it's the second, ye may want to consider picking up another fiddle after we get out of here, because I have a feeling Grok is going to try to make ye pay through the nose to get it back.