There be lootin' to do - Skulls & Shackles

Game Master Spazmodeus

Not looking for my own companion, gave that option up with the ocean archetype, was just thinking about "getting in good" with someone's pet, essentially

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Well Plucky's master died so you can't really be friends with him, but the parrot himself may have some good conversation if you want :P

Maybe the parrot has a replay function:
Oh baby yes baby, awk *whistle*
Wait...who was with my wife?
Oh baby, yes Ralph, awk *whistle*
O.O....WHO THE HELL IS RALPH??!!!

Somewhere i recall having seen a parrot giving away a cheating husband.

Hmm, May engage with him any how. Could be a spy :)

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Alabaster sighs at her words, and finishes his rum before standing.
Oy, it be time fer me ta' be gettin' ta bed. I be mighty tired, see?

With that, he pats Giffer on the shoulder and makes his way to his bunk, falling asleep in only a few minutes.

Will tackle "influencing" Plucky as my next available action

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Does 'everything' include weapons? Or still no?

Yes weapons are included, just don't go around killing anybody for your own sakes

Shucks. They be getin' their weapons back but I can't trade a mace fer me cutlass?! Boooo! :)

Don't worry, i've got to get my stuff back too.

Isaac smiles as he puts his equipment back into their proper place. Making a decision, he gives the newly found armor to Grok. "Don' think I'll be needin' this, eh? Thank you very much, Grok. May Besmara be blessin' you for a long while." He grabs Rosie's fiddle and moves to his allies and whispers, "No worries, lads. We can be gettin' all of our gear back." He also passes his mace to whoever wants it.

Well, since I got her fiddle, I guess I'll take a second Nighttime action to influence Rosie.

Isaac moves over to Rosie. He holds up her fiddle with a smile on his face. "Took some doin'. But, here's your fiddle back, lass. A Captain always comes through for his crew. Now how about that song?"

Diplomacy to Influence Rosie: 1d20 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 4 = 15
Con: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Just to make sure all of you understand (you too Alabaster :P), you may all now retrieve your gear AND your weapons free of charge

Isaac
Rosie smiles surprisedly and grabs Isaac into a powerful hug before retrieving her fiddle
"I can't f!!*ing believe it, how in shit did you manage to trick that b!$~$ Grok to give me back my fiddle, and your gear too from what I can see? Well anyway, here's to good friends and f$%~ing promises held true"

In that case, I'll just trade the mace for a pistol. ;P

Isaac smiles at Rosie as she asks how he got her fiddle back. "It took some talkin' and negotiatin'. Very nice lady, that Grok. Once you get to know 'er, that is. But it's been done. As I said, a Captain always comes through for his crew."

After Rosie sings her song, Isaac claps. "Very lovely there, lass. I be seein' you have a true talent for music."

Diplomacy (don't know if this is necessary, but why not?): 1d20 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 4 = 18

Isaac also gave someone his mace. Who that was is up to you guys.

@Alabaster: ]Hope you realize the price difference, hope your diplomacy or bluff is good :P

Isaac
Rosie takes a deep bow at the compliment and aswers
"Indeed I do you fancy f+@~, and that ain't the only talents I've got" she says with a raunchy wink and a very feminine giggle before walking seductively towards her bunk

Any other PC actions for tonight?

Isaac smirks as Rosie saunters off. Yawning, Isaac decides to turn in and heads for his bunk.

Already rolled my Con check due to taking an extra nighttime action. Also, is everyone still here?

Im ready to start the next day.

Day 5
Dawn breaks over the Wormwood without much incident, another days duties to be had. You all make it abovedecks without problem and report for duty. Master Scourge is giving out the orders today, a fact most of the crew find strange but few comment about. Upon reaching you he smiles meanly, a visible sign of open hostility.
Everyone is full life, and has full spell slots. As for sickness we'll get to that later... ;)

For the moment I have decided to kick Dario from the game until I get back home and can have a chat with him

Ranak goes off to catch some sea turtles for the nightly meal. He breaks out the harpoon and makes for some hunting!

Profession: Fisherman: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Daytime Action: Shop
Dexterity Check: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 2 = 6

During his day of rat catching, Alabaster makes his way to Grok's shop, where he plunks the mace on her counter.
Ahoy there, me friend! I be bringin' ye a message from Besmara herself taday! She be visitin' me inna dream, see? She be doin' that every now an' then. She was fer tellin' me tha' ye ha' decided tha' me an' me friends were fer gettin' tha rest o' our gear back, an' tha I should givin' ye this for some reason only yer fer knowin' later. She also be fer tellin' me ta ask ye fer a certain pistol ye got in tha' brace ye captured. It be different from all tha rest, some small detail tha ye noticed when ye looked em over. She said it be a test o yer faith, knowin' tha right one ta give, an' givin' it. I'm supposed ta be us in' it fer some special thing tha' be gonna happen to tha ship soon. See, I know tha' be a hard request, an' I been thinkin' all morn as to how everyone can be happy here. So I be willin' ta make it a bit easier fer ye. I be givin ye all loot I be gettin', an' anything I be findin' like tha mace, until I paid fer tha gun once and a half. Tha' way, ye be in good grace with tha Lady, I be havin' somethin' ta carry out her wishes, and ye be gettin' yer money an' then some. What ye be sayin' Grok?
Bluff: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

He flashes her his award winning smile during and after his little speech.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Am I fatigued? Also, you want 6 Climb checks? Or more?

Oops, I forgot a crucial part of my master plan!

Before making it to the deck, Alabaster pulls Edward aside for a quick word.
Edward, I needin' a favor from ye, an believe I'll be payin it back ta ye a hundredfold iffen ye help me. Ye be a master at talkin' ta tha ladies, an' I'm fer convincin' Grok ta loan me a pistol until I can be payin' her. Iffen ye can swing by her taday, an' mention tha' ye heard me talkin' in me sleep, an' tha it sounded like I was talkin' wit Besmara about her plan fer me an' this ship, I can be doin tha rest. Just be sayin' tha ye heard me say Grok's name but ye couldn't be makin' out tha rest. Iffen ye do it fer me, I be owin' ye a favor like no other, see?

Hopefully this plan involves the group... ;). Otherwise i'm suspecting it's for the attention of a certain piratess or dubbing yourself captain. Isaac's already set on that :)
Str: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Con: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Edward paid attention at the request.
"Just so happens i need my own items back and being owed a favor sounds nice,.....one never knows what may be called upon."
...this..

Daytime

Edward arrives at Grok when he has the time, not seeing her until she emerges from behind a counter.
A tall one..
"Hello Grok, i'm Edward, one of Alabaster's friends. I heard i could get my personal items back."

As she'd hand them over though,
"I would mention, there's something strange with him. Last night i woke up and he was talking in his sleep. Not mere muttering about riches, wealth or shore leave, but as if he was having a conversation with Besmara. Something about a special design for Alabaster and the ship. At some point you were mentioned, but that was too much of throat swallowed words i couldn't understand it. Thank you for the items, good day to you."

Bluff: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29

Honestly, as a GM, I really feel that it's unfair like giving you a 1500gp item for free. However, in the flavour of your character and for the sake of story purposes I think it could be cool :)

However I do expect you to hold your promise and put aside the 2250gp you promised Grok. I would like you to choose a certain percentage that will be taken from all your earnings that you will put aside until you reach this amount, agreed?

I honestly didn't expect it to work, but hey, a deals a deal. How about 75% until it's paid off?

Again, am I fatigued? Also, I'm assuming you want about 6 to 10 Climb check rolls.

@Isaac: sorry for earlier, no you aren't fatigued and I need 6 successful DC 10 Climb checks, so keep rolling until you get enough or fall and hurt yourself enough to have to stop

@Alabaster: Well I figured since one of the main reasons I liked your character was for the interesting build and use of piratey weaponry it would be a shame for you not to get a pistol before the first real combat.

Grok doesn't seem too convinced at first by Alabaster's story at first until she remembers the short discussion she had had with Edward previously. That, coupled with Alabaster's charming nature and generally good nature, ended up convincing her to accept the proposition.

"Alright ye little blonde rat here's what I'll do. I'll hand ye over this here pistol an' twenty o' these fancy bullets tha' I retrieved along with tha brace. But ye better be givin' me all but a quarter o' the treasure an' other valuables tha' ye find along the way. Do we have a deal?"

So you get a pistol along with 20 doses of black powder and 20 firearm bullets

Alabaster gives the pistol a cursory look over before sliding it into the holster, and then tucking that inside his pants on his hip, and letting his billowy shirt cover the bulge.
I be thankin' ye Grok, and so does Besmara. Aye, we have a deal, I'll be bringin ye all I got till I pay ye back fer it. It's a fine weapon.

He smiles at her, and then makes his way back to the deck to finish and apparently fail hard at catching more rats until the day is done.

Isaac walks on deck the next day, dusting off his tricorn and shooting a roguish wink and smirk to Rosie. He places it on his head as he receives his assignment for the day. After Scourge is finished, Isaac looks up at the high riggings, where some of the others are having trouble. Isaac only smirks and looks to Scourge. "The highest of the Riggins? Not a problem." He then immediately heads up the riggings.

Climb: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Climb: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21
Climb: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Climb: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Climb: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29
Climb: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
Profession (sailor): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

It is amazing how well Isaac takes the working on the masts. Though he had a slowish start, He immediately climbs the ropes to the top and does his work near flawlessly (no doubt to Scourge's displeasure).

Daytime Action

Seeing his friend, Samms, working on the riggings, Isaac moves over to her. He takes a seat on the cordage and says, "Ahoy there, Samms. I be sorry that I haven' been able to talk to ye much lately. How've you been lately? Scourge given ye any troubles?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 If that +4 alchemic bonus to Charisma checks still applies, then this becomes 21.

Strength: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Constitution: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
Wild Empathy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

Jesal takes to his work with aplomb, happy to have his gear back and getting comfortable with ship board life and his new friends.

When his duties are up, he hits up Ranak for some hard tack or leftover slop from lunch and then uses it to try to lure the masterless parrot over when able.

Not sure if food would give a bonus to the check

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When Jesal comes calling, Ranak happily supplies him with a few raw vegetables.

"Those usually are liked by most birds. If not, come back and I will see if I can get some grain."

Isaac
Samms smiles brightly at her new friend's arrival, happy to have something to occupy her while she navigates the boring task of working riggings 50ft off the ground.

"Nay Silvermane, I've been gettin' along jus' fine these last couple o' days. Seems you an yer lot 'ave managed to draw that old coot's and Plugg's ire fore the moment.

I see ye've got yer gear back from Grok an Rosie's fiddle too? Good on ya fer that I gotta say, tis nice hearin her sing. I must say yer turnin' out ta be a better 'Captain' than I had assumed ye'd be"

Jesal
I think I'll give you a +2 bonus for having thought about the food, why not eh?
The parrot eyes Jesal as he approaches with the food, seemingly intrigued by this new human. After a little coaxing he flies down from his perch atop the mast and lands on your arm, pecking hungrily before turning an eye an you and speaking

"Raawk, what ya want ya mangy cur?"

Isaac smirks. "I'm not bein' concerned of Plugg and Scourge. Right now, me focus is to the crew, the ship, and me jobs."

When Samms says that Isaac's a better Captain then she thought, Isaac looks at her, brow raised. "Really, then? And what kind of Captain did ye be thinkin' I was, eh?"

When Samms compliments on the good that the Silvermane has been doing, he gives her a gentle smile. "Aye. Tons of good bein' done. As me parents have taugh' me: 'A True Captain's loyalties and priorities should be to the crew.' Though I wouldn't have be doin' any of the jobs without the aid of me mates."

When Samms says that it's nice to hear Rosie singing again, Isaac smiles. "Aye. Tis wonderful. Quite a musical talent she be havin'." He looks down at Rosie swabbing the deck, his smile slowly growing. "Samms, what do you know of Rosie personally?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

@Ranak: still missing your Daytime action unless you just want to work diligently for a +4 on your job check?

Isaac
Samms laughs at Isaac's raised brow before responding
"Well lets just say that a captain don't show much of a good first impression when he was drugged and press-ganged aboard another captain's ship to work as a humble rigger.

As fer Rosie, well she's right piece of woman I'll tell ya that. She's as fierce a fighter as she is a cusser and she'll as soon play a song fer ya as go fer a brawl. She's got her nice streaks too, but she seems to dislike that gnome Conchobar quite a bit even if I think tha's codswallop. Aside from that there's not much to tell, she was only impressed aboard three days before you. However, Plugg does seem to believe she's got talents the likes of which aren't generally shown in public if ya get my drift."

"Dis one be thinking ye be hearin things on dis ship. Bein curious if ye be talkin or be repeating?"

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Isaac smiles at Samms before a frown takes over. "I see. A shame that Plugg looks down on our friend to such a level. I be lookin' at 'er and see a woman of strength." The smile is back and his cheeks tint pink as he watches Rosie at work. After a while, he asks, "So this... Conchobar fellow. Wha' can ye be tellin' me about him? From wha' I been hearin', he's a rigger like us. Has he been makin' some... unwanted advances on Rosie?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

You want my nighttime action yet?

Im probably going to get a sound beating for it, but I have already have my sarcastic teenager comeback for when I get punished for failing to catch the rats. Two, actually. Someone might want to have Sandara ready. Lol

My friend, i'm looking forward to a good comeback.

For the daytime action Ranak will be working diligently for the +4. He really does like to cook.

Just landed and the first thing I see is 14 post alerts in the discussion, yall are gonna be the end of me I swear xD

Jesal
Plucky bobs his head and squawks again before continuing

"I can talk for sure ya flea bag, an I know everytin' what be goin' on on this ship. What do ya want ta know?"

Isaac
Samms laughs at Isaac's interest, clearly seeing what he's asking about

"S'far as Conchobar goes there's not much to tell. Serious gambler, acceptable bard, hopeless womanizer, gnome. At the moment he's quite hung on Rosie but who knows, tomorrow it may be Sandara.

As fer advances, well he's made plenty of 'em but I don't know if they're as unwanted as Rosie makes 'em out ta be. If yer that interested ye should ask her about it yerself matey."

she lets out a slight giggle at the last phrase before moving lower down the mast to finish up

@Ranak: sounds good, always nice to have a good chef aboard a ship eh ;)

@Alabaster: can't wait to hear em and see what Plugg thinks of them too haha

"Dis one be thinking ya know who bein on da Captain's side and who bein more open to negotiatin dere loyalties."

Jesal continues to feed the parrot encouraging him to hop over onto his arm.

Isaac turns to look at Samms as she laughs. His brow furrows as he looks at Conchobar working the riggings as he hears about what the gnome's like. As Samms moves down the mast, Isaac smiles and whispers, "Thank ye, Samms." He then hops off the cordage and onto the ropes, finishing his work.

Nighttime

Fortitude: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

Think I nailed it. :) And got the +4 Charisma bonus. I'm on roll! Get it? ;)

Isaac easily drinks his rum ration, not bothered by it at all. He walks around the deck, looking for Rosie. When he sees her, he musters his courage, walks over to her, and leans against the railing of the ship. He puts on his best smile. "Ahoy there, Rosie. I be wonderin' if I could talk to ye. Ye know, get to know you better, eh?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 4 = 22

Wooo! Still pretty good. Imagine if I rolled a 20 for a 30 total diplomacy check. What would have happened then?

Hanky Panky. That's what would have happened.

I'm sorry, Alabaster. But that cracked me up. XD

Ok. Here's my post for Bloody Hour and for nighttime actions. I hope you all enjoy. ;)

After Scourge bashes Alabaster, the priest smiles through the blood, his grin a bit unnerving. He chuckles, and casts a spell, stroking his jaw while the blood disappears.
Besmara, be healin yer faithful chosen, wouldja?
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

He then speaks.
Oi there Scourge, were ye fer thinkin' tha maybe I done caught all tha rats in this here part? The only other rat I be knowin' of be sleepin' in tha Bosun's room, and be wavin' 'is little whip around durin' tha day, see? Or, at least I be thinkin' 'es a rat, what fer tha way he smells.

He then stands tall, staring Scourge right in the eyes.

This is assuming Scourge is the Bosun, and the one who rope bashed Alabaster. Change it to match whoever just bashed him, and the correct position please. Also, I'm fully aware I'm about to get the salt beat out of me, but as a surly teenager, this is what Alabaster would do. Haha

IF Alabaster is conscious and able after the beating he's going to recieve, this is his nighttime action, which will be to entertain the crew.

After he heals himself up, Alabaster makes his way to Giffer, after grabbing grog gleefully before it's even offered.
Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

He sits beside her, and shows her his horn of black powder.
Ahoy Giffer, me friend. This here be our ticket to tha best pranks we can be fer doin. It be a little.... explosive. A tiny bit'll be just enough ta make our plans perfect, see?

After her reply, and a bit more conversation, he stands, makes his way to the center of the room, and slams his mug on the center table.
I be in tha mood fer a challenge! Who can be fer beatin' me inna grog swiggin' contest?!

Nighttime action in advance.

Stealth to ditch the stuff: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Edward will head for more influence with Sandara.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

"Hello Sandara.
Once again thank you for getting me back up on my feet.
That was.....embarrasing, i'm from Riddleport after all.
My uncle's fishing ship didn't grow the rats that big as they do on this ship.

Have you ever been on a fishing ship before? It provides with the funniest sights when docked. The swabs would be fighting off the birds when hauling in the catch at sea only to fight them off again taking some of the fish down to the market.
Sometimes a merchant was too eager to buy fish to wait at the market and came to the ship. But the deck would be rather slippery due to fish dropped by the birds that they'd fall on their backs, leaving a fish shaped stain on his cape."
But surely you've had a more interesting growing up no?"[/b]

DAYTIME AND BLOODY HOUR
Jesal
Plucky whistles a short ballad before answering Salt's question

"Rawk, that I do ya scurvy dog. The only ones that are truly loyal are Plugg's riggers rawk. Best be careful not to mention mutiny to them. Others are unfriendly but don't hate you rawk."
With that, Plucky takes another bite of vegetables and flutters off
Plugg's riggers include: Aretta, Fipps, Jape, Maheem, Syl and Tam

At the end of the day you all gather together for the bloody hour having done your jobs well... except for Alabaster. Scourge spent a good few minutes berating the youth, since Plugg was busy for the night, and questioning his mental health, his fitness and his heritage. He then proceeds to bash away at Alabaster with knotted rope
Take 2 points of nonlethal
After Alabaster heals up and confronts Scourge, an evil look spreads through his eyes and a wicked sadistic smile spreads upon his lips. The large man throws the youth to the ground placing one boot on his neck. With the other, he proceeds to ben back Alabaster's fingers and crush them one by one. He then speaks up as the young man cries out

"Ye may be thinkin' tha' was a brave thin' ta do matey, but ye've jus showed me tha' normal punishment ain't enough fer ya. Seems I'll have ta make sure ye suffer agony since wounds don' seem ta last on ya."

Having finished destroying the priest's hand he walks off, the bloody hour over.

Nighttime
Isaac
Who knows, you might get hanky panky yet my silver haired fellow ;)
After having swallowed his rum without problems, Isaac reaches the pretty halfling. Rosie turns her bright smile to the aspiring captain, happy to see him again. With a brief flutter of lashes she answers back with a smile

"Well hello there Mister bloomin' Silvermane. That could be some good fun on this fine night, what is it I can tell you about my humble f%+$ing self?"

Alabaster
After the bloody hour you managed to heal your hand but the memory of the pain is still fresh in your mind as is the effects of the strong rum you just gulped down. Nevertheless, you've decided to challenge someone to drinking and someone has answered the call. Maheem, Plugg's Rahadoumi rigger, steps forward from the crowd and sits down in front of you and says only
"Let's get it started..."

Edward
Sandara smiles as she sees you approach, happy that you seem to be feeling better. She nods her welcome for your thanks before listening to the story of your youth.
"Aye that sounds as fine a way to grow up as any. My dad was a fisherman as well as it would happen, and so was I for a short time. My mother was a seamstress. I had trouble growin' up, my parents were never there for me an' I had to learn to take care of myself.

However I spent much time praying to the shrine of Besmara that lay mostly abandoned in my village. One day, my dad was lost to sea and I prayed all the harder to the goddess for his safe return, and she answered back. My poor ol' dad died of old age not too long ago though, and since then I've been travelling and seeking adventure for it's own sake. Till Harrigan an this ship's cursed crew got me the same as you that is."

Just missing Ranak, Dario and Jesal

"It is good you knew your parents. From hear say my father was supposedly a known pirate near Riddleport, my mother was pregnant after a one night stand. She is...a lady of company, but one of the more refined ones and had little time for family matters. I think you'd like her, she doesn't take bull from anyone. As such i was raised between her and my uncle. Morally he was one of those better men compared to the average Riddleporter."

Drink 1: No Roll
Drink 2: No Roll
Drink 3: Fortitude: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Drink 4: Fortitude: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Drink 5: Fortitude: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Drink 6: Fortitude: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Drink 7: Fortitude: 1d20 ⇒ 9

Alabaster slams the last mug down onto the table, watching his opponent drink himself into a coma, and then stands and makes an announcement, he makes sure to use the hand that Scourge destroyed to make dramatic gestures, showing everyone that it is perfectly healed. His words are slightly slurred from the booze.
I'm fer bein tha chosen of Besmara, and don't any o' ye be fergettin' it! She be me shield, an me blade an me bullets be strikin' flesh an bone inner name! I'll be after another o' ye tomorrow night, so be gettin' yer best drinker picked an ready!

With that, he stumbles a few steps to his chair by Giffer and plops down, his head blearily flopping onto her tiny shoulder.

Before going to bed, Alabaster will drunkenly explain his plan to Isaac.

And so my master plan begins. Alabaster is seeking to undermine the crew's faith and terror in/of Scourge and Plugg, and in doing so, make them more likely to side with Isaac when he sparks a mutiny. Alabaster is trying to make them all believe that Besmara is behind Alabaster, and therefore Isaac when they realize that Alabaster is in support of him. If any of you wish to join him in his crusade, feel welcome to do so. Tomorrow is when Alabaster will start pairing up with Giffer to prank and embarrass Scourge and Plugg.