Skulls & Shackles (Inactive)

Game Master Foxy Quickpaw

"I also need water to live. I like water."

Besmara draws another card and shows it to Estelle
Card: 1d11 ⇒ 7
"Wouldn't have helped ya, would it?" she packs up the cards to not lose some and follows down into the bilge.

She looks interested as Trytton starts to move around dark water in a dark room. Which looks really much less impressive than you would think because you can't see much. But it is quite impressive to feel and it makes a lot of noise as the water swirls around.

And as he finally throws the water next to her at the hull she is pissed. "Great! Not only did he wet himself but me too. Instead of doing something useful like fishing the items out of the water."

Trytton then proceeds to dry everyone's clothes, looking rather apologetic

With all the commotion of five people climbing into the bilge and Trytton doing his tricks some of the crew come run there from different parts of the ship.

Gather Power (Su): If she has both hands free, a kineticist can gather energy or elemental matter as a move action. Gathering power creates an extremely loud, visible display in a 20-foot radius centered on the kineticist, as the energy or matter swirls around her.

I know. I want to see what they say when they find us standing about

Grok pushes through the crowd, stares into the bilge and demands to know "What are ye doing down there! Are ye trying ta sink the ship?"

"What the hell was that noise?" Trytton asks looking around
Bluff: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

"We're only having a bilge pumping competition here. Are we under attack? Something hit the hull so hard I thought it would break." Besmara tells.

"I's showin em how to pump properly, done 2 days down ere, don't need the boat sinking with people dunno how ta use a pump."

Estelle looks around at the hull, "Did we get rammed?"

Jarrus just stands there a little taken aback from the display waiting to see what happens next with the new arrivals on the scene.

Idiots, there goes any chance of finding booty down here.

If we hit something maybe we should go on deck and see if we can tell what is was...

Zzzzzzzzz. Noonan scratches.

"All on deck! I'll get the captain." Grok shouts.

The resulting commotion with alarm on all of the ship leads to an extra shift for everyone. The sea has to be watched, the carpenter checks the hull and everyone is worried what that might have been.

Finally the Captain calls all of that off blaming some whale for crashing into he hull and scraping under the boat. But the story of some loitering in the bilge makes the round and the looks show they blame them for the extra shift.

"Good morning ye lucky sailors. Today there are nice jobs for all of ye. Because last night these bilge rat volunteered ta do the bilges three days in a row. Please give a hand ta them." Mr. Plugg announces to a cheering and applauding crew. "Now off ta work. And if you're found anywhere at night again I'll shackle you in the bilge for the night too."

"And you help Fishguts." he says pointing at Sandara.

Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 3 Rosie Cusswell (Female halfling fighter 2)
Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 1 Crimson Cogward (Male human ranger 1 / thug 1)
Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 6 Giffer Tibbs (female gnome)
Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 3 Jack Scrimshaw (male human)
Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 2 Tilly Brackett (female human
Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 4 “Badger” Medlar (female half-elf )
Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 3 Shivikah (female human)
Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 6 Aretta Bansion (female human)
Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 1 Fipps Chumlett (male human)
Swab: 1d6 ⇒ 6 Jaundiced Jape (male half-orc)

Rigger: 1d6 ⇒ 4 Conchobhar Turlach Shortstone (Male gnome bard 2)
Rigger: 1d6 ⇒ 6 Barefoot Samms Toppin (female human)
Rigger: 1d6 ⇒ 2 “Ratline” Rattsberger (male halfling)
Rigger: 1d6 ⇒ 4 Maheem (LN male human)
Rigger: 1d6 ⇒ 6 Slippery Syl Lonegan (female human)
Rigger: 1d6 ⇒ 3 Tam “Narwhal” Tate (male dwarf )

Besmara gives Estelle a friendly slap on the shoulder. "Are ye going ta show me how ta work that bilge pump right? Ye know it might take a few hours of me watchin' ye til I get it. But I'd really appreciate that." she asks with a wide smile.

Then she is on her way to the bilge with a swinging step. "Last one there gets only the mud that is left."

On the way down to the bilge all come past Owlbear Hartshorn. He is Mr. Plugg's pet. He is a simple minded hulking brute. He is chained to the mast to keep him from causing trouble.

He's been here all the time. Just need to introduce him after my sloppy introduction of the ship layout and such.

Estelle stops on her way down to the bilge, she looks the man chained up, up and own, she then winks at him and proceeds on down.

Once they arrive she will do the Bilge work for a while, "Besmara ye have to know how to work a thing like this. Most men would know since it is the same as them playing with themselves."

Str Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Con Check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

"I know for sure how to jerk off a guy. But this bilge pump doesn't react to my charms." Besmara jokes pushing up her breasts. "And there is no end to it - which makes it kind of tedious."

She looks around in the boxes what else there is to fight. "Doesn't one of you guys have some means of making light here? That would really make things easier here."

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Item: 2d10 ⇒ (1, 7) = 8
She finds pretty fast a suit of leather armor "A leather armor. Almost as nice as my own." After another half hour of searching she comes up with two tindertwigs. "Either there is nothing to find here anymore or I'm cursed."

Estelle looks around the bilge after a bit, "Me arms ar tired, someone else take over and pleasure this beast."

She moves over to sit down for a bit, eyeing up Crimson and Fipps.

"Ye two make some light like the lady asked?"

Sorry my bad. Like plugg said, noone but the PCs has to work at the bilge. But I didn't check the others rolls. Please change the question to Lito, Trytton, Jarrus

Noonan walks past Owlbear and notices one that might think much like him, which means food,drink,coin, and bed.

He nods to Owlbear. Hey. points to himself and Pluck. Noonan, Pluck. You hungry? We get food.

Strength,Work Diligently: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Con,Work Diligently: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Noonan ends up pretty tired at the end of the day.

Lito waves his hand and speaks a long sting of nonsense words. Suddenly four glowing torches appear at the floating at the various points in the Bilge.
You mean like that?
I can keep this up for a long time, but I can't do that and work the pump.
So if you want light, Someone is going to have to take my turn...

Casts dancing lights, which means I have to renew them every minute. So I honestly can't do that and Man the pump.

change the 2 to a 3

"I guessin I can be doin' yer job pretty boy, seems me Goddess here has taken a fancy ter ya. So what gear have we found down here?"

Estelle will woman the pump on her turns and Lito's

Ye be a good soul Estella. If ye be taking my pump work, and we all be stuck down here for the next few days, let me see what I can do to make this better for ye all.

Lito starts at the front of the Bilge and uses a combination of Elbow grease and Prestidigitation to clean up the the worst of the dirt and foul smells from the area. Then he drags over what boxes he can to give those resting a semi comfortable place to sit.

What? Do ye have a better suggestion on how I can make this task more tolerable?

Besmara womans the pump too as she is no good searching the bilge.
Str: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Con: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Besmara's mood becomes sour, as she again doesn't manage to properly work that cursed rotten museum piece.

Estelle will hide her smile at the Goddess not being able to "work the pump" as she describes.

perception to look around the bilge: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Item: 1d8 ⇒ 3
Estelle finds a heavy mace in the boxes.

Percaption: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
As he cleans the Bilge as best he can, he looks for anything useful he can find.

Hey Trytton can you do anything to refresh this water? That might help the smell.

Trytton nods at Lito, and concentrates on the water around his feet. After a while a circle of clearer water starts to emanate out from him, until all the water in the bilge is clear.
This should work under purify water, perhaps, it is up to Foxy

Estelle holds up the mace she found, "Who wants this? Not that we can hide it upstairs, we can always leave it down here in case."

Estelle will take walk over to help Besmara out, putting her hand on Besmara's,

"Ye have to treat it nice, take it slow." She says with a wink

"In that box" Besmara says and points to one "I've placed such a mace and a buckler. If someone is into heavy stuff."

As the water in the bilge becomes clear and the smell changes to that of a fresh breeze at the sea Trytton finds 11gp and a vial with a transparent fluid with silvery reflections within.

Trytton picks up the gold and the vial eyeing it, "What is this?"

"Boah! How did ye do this?" Besmara asks with eyes wide as the water clears. But the vial she can explain "I know, I know! It's a snow globe! If ye turn it around the silvery stuff will slowly fall to the ground." Besmara tells. "They only forgot to put in the thing it shall snow upon."

Trytton turns it around and watches it, excited to see the snow
"The same way I won the drinking."

"I dunne think it is a snow globe, So nows I guess we dun have a job to do down ere no more. If no one wants the mace I will see if Grok wants it for something else."

Estelle gets down on her hands and knees and looks for more stuff.

I think maybe only 1 perception check as you said, she is just doing it to do something now."

In the water there is nothing more to find. But as Estelle searches through the 'empty' crates she comes up with three heavy maces, a buckler and 12 sp.

The stuff in the water I already gave away to Trytton

"And I thought ye're a stick in the mud. But now I think ye might have what it takes ta be a man of the trade." Besmara says with a wink at Trytton.

"Trade? What trade?" Trytton says turning the vial over and over again, watching the flakes

Estelle turns around with her haul, kicking Trytton in the butt.

"Piracy man, Piracy, we can plunder and get rich."

"What does that have to do with mud?" Trytton says pocketing the vial carefully

"In what isolated hole did they raise ye?" Besmara asks.

"It wasn't a hole. It was a lake... Well I guess a lake is a kind of hole..." Trytton trails off thinking

"Your parents tried to drown you as a child?" Besmara inquires. And it is not clear if she is really that ignorant or just pulling his leg.

Could I have mace?

"Drown? I don't know the word. Our house was nice though, I could watch the fish swim past my window."

Estelle will hand a mace over to Noonan, "Any o' the rest of ye? I will take the rest to Gork, get some favours"