Kerruk grimaces and makes his way down the ladder, dropping to join Jack who he favours with a toothy grin. Then he looks this way and that, holding his hands about six inches apart, as if holding an invisible orb.
[ooc]oh. i didnt understand. ixnay on the magehand. I follol them down, but stay midway up on the rope...for perspective.
Jack glances at his companions, grateful for their company. My plan has come to nought, so now we are in the thick of it. What shall we do? Arden! Will thou not come down?
Jack examines the chewed on crates for signs of what was in the crates, and for what sort of creature might have chewed on them.
Arden nods quickly and swiftly skims down the ladder and drops into the water with a quiet splash.
Nay, Tap. I have only my knife. My trusty cutlass is still hostage in the quartermaster's store.
Jack lights his candle with the lantern. It provides only dim light, and it occasionally drips hot wax on his fingers.
Well this place it too small to hide much...Ready yourselves. I will try to flush it out with an illusion
Tap softly sings a strange little tune. The sound of 4 screaming men is heard from the darkness in front of Arden and Jack .
Duration 1 round/level (D)
Saving Throw Will disbelief; Spell Resistance no
Ghost sound allows you to create a volume of sound that rises, recedes, approaches, or remains at a fixed place. You choose what type of sound ghost sound creates when casting it and cannot thereafter change the sound's basic character.
The volume of sound created depends on your level. You can produce as much noise as four normal humans per caster level (maximum 40 humans). Thus, talking, singing, shouting, walking, marching, or running sounds can be created. The noise a ghost sound spell produces can be virtually any type of sound within the volume limit. A horde of rats running and squeaking is about the same volume as eight humans running and shouting. A roaring lion is equal to the noise from 16 humans, while a roaring dragon is equal to the noise from 32 humans. Anyone who hears a ghost sound receives a Will save to disbelieve.
Ghost sound can enhance the effectiveness of a silent image spell.
Ghost sound can be made permanent with a permanency spell.
Arden freezes at the sound men screaming. She raises her fists defensively.
Ready yourself Arden for whatever creature xomes our way, but do not mind the sounds of my illusion Tap whispers to Arden
"Magic," she grumbles, "We will take whatever comes our way." Her face once again becomes an impassive mask as she stares into the darkness.
Now that everyone is gathered in the filthy bilgewater, you notice that is incredibly hot. Sweat immediately begins to roll down your skin and the air seems intolerably
At the sound of the men in the bilges, the crates and debris at the far side stir slightly, then remain perfectly still, save for the slight sloshing of the water from your own movement. The space is utterly silent now, as whatever may have been there has now been frightened into stillness, or readiness to pounce.
Might I try a sleep spell on whatever it was that moved over there? Tap says in a low voice. Or shall we advance behind Arden and Jack?
Methinks thou has spoilt all hope of surprise friend Tap, but let us hope that whatever is yon may is now more timid.
Maybe, but now we know where it is. Perhaps though we can ensure that someone doesnt close yhe hatch behind us. Its a little.warm down here.
I do not see many options at this point except to advance. Arden, let us move forward and see what we see, one one either side of the mast. Kerruk and Tap can keep close behind, and ready whatever magics and weapons they will.
Jack advances, and now stands near the mask.
Kerruk advances also, murmuring Try not to come between me and whatever it is, if you can avoid it. I have a fiery surprise for our unknown friend.
Arden moves forward as well, to stand between Jack and Kerruk. Providing a united front against the crates, you advance. When the ripples of your movement in the water further stir the crates, three small creatures leap out! Brown fur wet and torn in many places, the hideous red-eyed rats are nearly the size of small dogs. The three perch on crates, hissing and spitting. Below, more ripples appear in the water - ripples made by more creatures.
Impatient to put an end to these creatures and to escape the heat and stench of the bilger, Jack lets out a feral growl. Suddenly, he springs forward and stabs at the nearest creature with his knife.
I should have asked Grok to lend me my cutlass!
Yeesh. I didn't even get to start singing yet FlapJack.
Jack rushes forward and skewers one of the disgusting beasts, his newfound culinary skills proving their worth. The rat squeals and hisses, hurt but still alive.
Kerruk raises his cupped hands high and gives an ululating cry: O stars, lend me your might!. he flings a handful of coloured sand high in the air, and a great iridescent cone of light arcs from his hands, momentarily bathing the bilges in varicoloured radiance.
Take that, thou slobbering fiends!
Even as the injured rat scurries backward from Jack, light lances out from Kerruk's hands at the creature and its fellows.
Two rats instantly fall asleep, spinning away from the blast only to fall limply among the crates. A splash indicates that at least one may have fallen into the water.
The injured one leaps at Jack, its teeth gnashing. Another leaps at Kerruk, and two slither through the water to bite at Arden's legs
Most of the rats, disoriented by the light, miss their mark by feet, not inches. One, however, latches onto Arden's leg, drawing blood.
yep, we should all be level 2 now.
Got one sucker! Let's get the rest and Jack can cook them for the capn's supper!
Arden says something not too pleasant in Elven, and attacks the rat attached to her leg.
The injured rat hisses, and dives under the water, coming up at Jack's feet. Jack dodges the bite, and lashes out at it with his knife, stumbling on something hidden in the brackish water. Suddenly, the room is lit up by a rainbow shower. What was that?.