"To your cabin? Sure." Trytton says as he eats his meal, "Let me help Fishguts clear the mess, and then I will bring the things up."
"No, no. You go fetch the stuff. Tibbs, Sly, you help Fishguts to clean up this mess." Besmara orders.
Trytton nods to Besmara and heads down to the hold to collect the goods and take them up to Besmara. It is a decent pile once everything is transported.
"Ye got be pegged wrong. Besmara's been kind to let me be free on the big blue." he says, rolling up his sleeve and showing the tattoo of Besmara's symbol, a skull and crossbones, on the inside of his left forearm. Then takes another swig and tops both his and Sandara's mugs up again.
"Nah, the married life, tis not for I. Blood and water. That's my lot in life. Live each day like it's yer last."
After her question of the pistol, he draws both of the pistols he has out. His old one which has a few dents and many stains and scratches from it and lays it on the barrel before them, then the new one he places besides it. He looks at them and his eyes grow somber and dark. He takes another swig and tops it up again whish seems to loosen him up a little more.
He looks off far out to see and speaks like he's talking to the ocean instead of Sandara.
"I was taken to sea, like many a child I s'pose. Stripped from the arms of me mother. The man that done it had a gun, a pistol, which took my family from me. I aim to use it to take 'is life from him. All told I actually hate the damn things. But not many can use 'em that well, which, as it turns out, isn't my problem aye."[b] He turns back to Sandara. [b]"I don' tell many that story. On a night like this is's not one for joyous occasions."
He takes another swig.
"Y'know what we should do, we should enter this barge into the Free Captains regatta. I've always wanted ta race in that."
"Ye couldn't come up with something more light-hearted? All the world is a drama. Let's drink on the death of that man. May he die at yer hands." she drinks out her mug again. "Ye know. I have this" she says showing her flag "because Besmara saved my Father after I prayed to her. I worship her ever since. And now she called me to the sea." she tells. "That is cool!"
"That IS cool!! I'll drink to that. To Besmara!"
Besmara turns to Jarrus, question marks in the eyes. "What?"
Estelle comes to the meal late, having been inspecting the ship for any other damage and to make a list of what they will need once they hit port.
"Why are we drinkin' to ta cap'n? Pass me a drink den."
Estelle walks over to where Jarus and Sandara are sitting and drinking, grabbing a space cup and pouring some for herself.
"Cap'n all seems good ere on the ship, gots a list o' supplies we will need once we it port."
Jarrus gives a wink to the Captain after she yells. "Yer the best Cap'n we've ever had so everyone let's give a cheers to the Cap'n!" Jarrus says loudly and give a wink and a nudge to Sandara as everyone toasts.
"Cheers Captain." Sandara toasts and drinks.
"Aye Captain, yer the best Captain there is. But all toasts ta ye have ta be to the Captain. Toasts to Besmara go to our pirate goddess. May she always always be enough water beneath our keel and rich loot on our way." Sandara adds another toast.
"Aye! To Besmara!" Besmara replies and raises her mug.
"Ye should have prayed that prayer yesterday. I was missing that hand wide of water under the keel painfully."
As he finishes his dinner he looks over at the crew.
Rosie, do ye still have that fiddle?
I wouldn't object if ye were to strike up a lively tune.
"No, I gave it away tagether with my firstborn. What question is that? Of course I have me fiddle!" Rosie replies looking at Lito with incomprehension. She fetches it from her room and starts playing a jolly tune.
As the music starts to play, Lito gets up and grabs a cup of rum.
Then he starts to dance. At first it's just a silly thing that looks like he's trying to balance the cup and not spill it while dancing to the tune, but as the song goes on it gets more complex until he's sliding down the rails and doing backflips off the mast all the while keeping the cup from spilling.
He ends with a bow that seems to overbalance but that turns into a summersault and end with him sitting on the deck mug raised and not a drop spilled.
To the Crew of The Man's Promise. May the days ahead bring us smooth sailing and plenty of treasure.
Besmara whistles with her fingers. "Wooohoo!" she cheers on Lito.
"Let's move to my cabin and take a look at what we got. If ye behave and keep off my bed ye can all come and we'll see what's for whom. But don't get yer hopes up. Most will go to those who were in the fight." Besmara invites the crew to her cabin.
Once everyone who wants is there and it is pretty crowded Besmara takes a look at the pile and then at Jarrus holding out her hand.
Noonan follows with Pluck hopping onto the table. Awkkk! Shiny!
As everyone makes there way into the captains cabin they can see a massive pile of goods arranged on the table in the center of the room.
There are four clear piles on the table.
One of the piles is a small collection of armor. A normal leather jerkin and some dull metal bracers.
In another pile stand 3 vials of clear liquid, 2 with a slight blue tinge to them, and the third glowing with a pale light from within.
The third pile is more interesting as it is a collection of weapons laid as neatly as can be in the space provided. They are spaced evenly so one could inspect them evenly. Most impressive of the weapons is a harpoon made from the jagged, scrimshaw-carved tusk of a narwhal attached to a 50-foot length of woven sinew.
The fourth, and by far the largest pile is divided into a few sub-piles if you will. There are 30 piles of gold coins, 10 high each and a few in a shorter pile, and 21 piles of silver coins with one on it's own. Next to the coins stands a collection of precious materials, from obsidian to pearls. Next is an ornate scabbard followed by a ceremonial weapon. Beyond that lie some worked wooden rods and a piece of driftwood.
The next sub-pile is a collection of small trinkets: buckles, buttons and rings. A tankard and some well built manacles stand next to 8 fine garments, on top of which stands a waxed bag.
Finally stands a collection of bones and teeth from various animals all carved or worked in some way or another.
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"Wow. Lito, would you please tell what's of worth here?" Besmara asks. "And you could do some sorting before putting it here. I don't need to decide what happens to scrap metal." she tells Trytton with a look at the rusty daggers and the spearhead.
She still holds her hand out to Jarrus for him to hand the pistol over.
Jarrus goes with Sandara into the cabin and when he see's the Captain with her hand out, he smiles and pulls the pistol out and flips it in his hand so that he hands it to her with the grip/handle first. And then gives her the Spyglass as well, then takes a step back and leans with his back against the wall.
Need to find a port to sell a bunch.
"It is here so Lito can determine whether or not it is magical. I can't do that." Trytton says by way of explanation
Lets see what we have here.
Lito casts detect magic.
First he examines the armor.
the Bracers are magic but I'm not sure what they do.
Next he examines the potions.
We already knew the two blue potions are water breathing. The other vials are <GM insert info here>.
He moves on to the weapons.
Lets see, The Harpoon is a small Vindictive Harpoon, Nice piece there. The Pistol is more accurate (+1), the bolts are also magic, but I'm not sure what they do. <GM add anything else I know here.>
He moves to the Misc Stuff.
For the other stuff... This is a wand of Mage Armor, This a wand of Summon Nature's Ally II, and then there is the wand of curing that I have. He takes it out and sets it on the table. As well as the magical silver ring that Estelle grabbed in the ghoul's house. He points to her finger.It does something, but I'm not sure what.
And that feather, hmmm its.... Oh there's an Anchor in here! Cast it down on the ground and it becomes a full size boat anchor for 24 hours.
Then of course Captain, I already told you about the skull. It has 10 arcane spells written on it.
Besmara weighs the pistol in er hand, cocks it and aims at a portrait at the wall as if she knew what she does. "Tis a nice weapon. Anyone but Jarrus who can use such a thing? No? Then you get ta keep it fer now." she states and hands it back.
"The harpoon goes into the treasure chest to pay for repairs and upgrades for our ship. The scroll skull too, as it's not practical to take that along to cast it in battle. Besides that, who sees something that would aid him or her with the daily job or pirate fights?"
Sandara checks her pockets to find them empty. She nudges Lito with her elbow in the side. "Hey stickyfingers." she accuses him with a smile.
"I could use the healing wand." she tells Besmara.
Lotsa stuff I can't use. Would like gold.
"We should see if any of the crew are capable of the magic on the skull? I know some people can learn magics from scrolls." Trytton suggests as he moves the harpoon and skull one side.
"I also think we should give the crew a portion of the gold. They can't spend it, but it will boost morale."
"Me not." Sandara replies.
Besmara hands Sandara the healing wand. "What about you Lito?" she asks. "Are there more magic users on board? I don't think so."
The only thing I could possibly have a use for is the wand of summons and one of those fine made non magical daggers. But I am perfectly happy letting the wand go to pay for ship upgrades.
"How likely are the bracers to do something bad?" Trytton says picking them up
"How should I know. So you take these bracers of armor now?" Besmara asks.
Estelle just watches as the trade goes on, "Notin' I can be usin' so sell it as ye will."
"Trying them on might help us figure out what they do." Trytton says as he fastens the bracers to his forearms.
Once they are fastened he stands there waiting to see what happens. After a moment he seems to see clearer and hear better.
"They have made me see better." Trytton says looking around
"Isn't that what goggles are for?" Besmara asks. Looking at the huge pile of useless stuff Besmar orders "Keep the wands and potions we can use and pack the rest up for plunder. Share the gold in equal parts with the whole crew so they can pay their drinks once we're on the docks."
Estelle will wave off any offer of gold, "Buy me some training weapons so I can get ye all inta fighting order"
Estelle then leans back in the cabin and drinks some of the rum
"Now that this is done ye all get out of me cabin again." Besmara shoos all out but Lito and Trytton. Trytton, because he has to pack up the stuff "This stuff is shit. I hope we get at least a decent price for selling it."
"People want strange and exotic things." Trytton says as he makes the multiple trips necessary to pack everything back into the store.
"Reef in all sails and drop the anchor. And be on yer best behaviour. We'll have guests." Besmara orders.
As the ship is anchored the old man on the longboat asks "Requesting permission to come aboard."