To The Nine Worlds (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

Yawning loudly she says, "I think I need a nap."

Thorgr nods. "Me too."

Feeling rather tired herself, Rosa makes her way to the rear of the ship. Approaching Woden she asks, "Is it very much farther? We're all pretty tired, and I was wondering if we would have time to get a little rest before we get there?"

Woden nods. "We have a ways to go. Get some rest and I shall wake you when we arrive."

Rosa goes to the others, "We might as well get our bed stuff set up and get some rest. Woden says that we still have a ways to go and that he'll wake us up when we get there." She explains while laying out bedrolls and blankets for her and Dagmarr, "I'm just exhausted and it feels like we've been sailing for a really long time now."

Rosa lays down on the pallet she had made for her and Dagmarr and waits for her love to join her.

Frostine nods, "Sounds good to me, I'm pretty tired too. I feel like I could sleep for a good long while." Getting up from her seat next to Thorgr, she gives his cheek a kiss before getting their bedding put out and laying down.

"Why is it that we feel so sleepy whenever we get on a boat with Woden?" Jerrica asks, stifling a yawn.

Thorgr heads over to Frostine and lays down with her. "Probably because this kind of travel wears us mortals out."

"Time stretching, weeks passing in hours, I'm sure Thorgr's right. It's more than we were meant to handle." Sig says with a yawn of her own.

Removing her armor, Dagmarr lays down beside Rosa, drawing Rosa into her arms, her eyes already heavy lidded.

It takes Frostine no time at all to pass out, once in Thorgr's arms.

Safe in Dagmarr's arms, Rosa kisses her softly before falling into a deep and relaxed sleep.

You all drift into a dreamless sleep. Some time later, you awaken to the ship plowing through some waves and you see a harbor town on the horizon.

Wheel of Maternity ON: 1d8 ⇒ 4; Breast swelling and tenderness.

Frostine suddenly feels constricted in her clothing, especially her chest. You also notice that Woden's face looks worn and haggard in the daylight of this place.

Frostine sits up and groans, "Well....maybe I was a little hasty to want to feel the baby. It's okay though, I think I know it's supposed to be like this." She says as she tries to assure herself. Sitting up she kisses Thorgr on the cheek before getting up and fixing her dress so that it's a little more loose fitting around the top, but she would still need new underthings. Looking out across the water she asks, "So...that's where we're going first?" She takes in Woden's appearance, but attributes it to the plane they are currently on.

Woden nods as he steers the ship.

Going over to Woden she looks up at him, "Are you going to be okay until you can get us where we need to go? If you have to return home sooner....we could probably find our way there as long as we know where we're going."

"I shall be fine," Woden answers, his voice more baritone than it was before. "I still have some power here."

"Okay....I'm sorry we weren't able to finish helping you, but I'm glad we were able to at least help some of your family. I hope you find some that can help you with freeing the rest of your family....and...thank you...for everything you did. We will not forget you either." She carefully wraps her arms around him and gives him a gentle hug before looking back to see if the others were coming to yet.

Thorgr yawns and stretches. "These are some rough waters."

She nods, "Yeah....I guess I should be glad that I don't get sea sick."

Rosa wakes up to the sound of talking and a cold breeze as they make their way across the water, "Sheesh....it's cold here. Guess we're going to need some warmer clothes huh?"

Sitting up a bit she yawns and stretches while trying to keep the blanket around her while cuddling up with Dagmarr.

Jerrica yawns and looks out toward the town. "It looks so different from Ganz...I don't even remember if there was an ocean there."

"Definitely." Dagmarr says huddling up with Rosa. "I guess it's approaching winter here."

Looking up to see the shift in Woden's appearance, she takes a deep breath, feeling the connection through the divine token.

"Hmmm, reminds me a bit of the venture so long ago where Thorgr, Frostine and I first met. That was just a small island compared to this though, at least it seemed that way." Sig says, taking a deep breath of the brisk air. Personally, she found it refreshing.

Frostborn/Northern Ancestry. I have Cold Resistance 2. I'm that person wearing silk in winter

Rosa nods as she keeps the blanket around the both of them. Turning her head she smiles at her northern beauty before kissing her softly on the lips, "Mmmm...good morning love. Sorry I started the day out complaining, instead of telling you that first, along with how beautiful you are and how much I love you." She says, the cold air giving her cheeks a rosy glow.

Frostine giggles before going back over to Thorgr. She looks nervous and excited at the same time as she goes back into his arms to try and warm up some.

As you near the town, the waters calm a bit. A couple of figures in armor seem to notice your approach and run off. Woden grins. "I suppose they are going to warn the town of the approaching Northmen."

"I hope they don't send the traditional greeting," Thorgr laughs.

She looks from Woden to Thorgr, but doesn't say anything as she looks over the water at the approaching town.

Not understanding what they were talking about she asks, "So...what's the traditional greeting and why wouldn't we want one?"

"Hundreds of flaming arrows," Thorgr says. "If this world is similar to mine, Frostine and Sig's, many of my people's clans were raiders and would travel by ships that look much like this one to pillage towns and villages. But that was a long, long time ago...or so I hope."

Finally speaking up she says, "Well...this is a completely different world than the one we came from, so maybe they're not like that here? I'm sure they just went to inform whoever is in charge that there was an unknown ship that was getting ready to pull into their port."

Looking a little worried now she glances at the town from the boat before finally getting up from under the covers that she shared with Dagmarr, "I guess we'll just have to wait and see...."

Woden veers away from the docks and heads toward an open part of the beach. "They wouldn't dare do anything foolish."

She nods, "Okay, I'll take your word for it since we don't know anything about these people."

"I'm sure they're alright if Vishanti and Derika are here," Jerrica says. "They wouldn't stand for any nonsense."

"I look forward to meeting your friends Jerrica. I'll just start picking things up so we're ready when we reach the shore." She says as she starts picking up all the bedding, starting with her and Thorgr's and then her friends as they start getting up.

"Me too," Jerrica says. "I wonder what they're up to."

She smiles at Sig. "Sorry, I'm just excited to see people I used to know. And...I want to introduce you to them. They were my first real friends, after all."

Taking Betsy out of her holster under her coat, she silently checks her weapon and makes sure it's loaded before putting her back in the holster.

Strapping her armor back on and making sure her sword is securely buckled onto her belt, Dagmarr looks at the shore, awaiting the response to them being sighted. "It should be interesting." she says, one hand settling in the small of Rosa's back, the other resting on the hilt of her sword.

"I'm excited to meet any friends of yours my love." Sig says with a smile. "It's actually a good sign that their coast has a watch. Whoever runs this town knows what they're doing."

As Rosa feels Dagmarr's hand reassuring her, she leans into her. She hoped things didn't get too interesting.

After picking everything up, Frostine goes to stand next to Thorgr at the head of the longboat. Taking his hand in hers, she simply smiles up at him.

Woden lets the boat glide onto the beach and, once it comes to a complete stop, he helps everyone off. The boat turns by itself and returns to the water. After a short distance, the boat seemingly disappears.

Frostine watches in amazement as the boat drifts off on it's own accord before disappearing.

Turning back around she takes Thorgr's hand and stands next to him on the beach, a little hesitant to just wander into a town of strangers. Even if Jerrica did think that they would be decent sort of folk, you could just never tell these days.

Rosa just waits next to Dagmarr to see what they were going to do.

A middle-aged man in full plate armor approaches, flanked by two other men in similar armor. He scratches at his beard as he takes in the group. "Err...wasn't there a ship here a moment ago?"

Woden nods. "And I sent it away. I am Woden...or perhaps you know me as Odin in this world."

"The god of the Northerners?" the armored man asks, a little incredulous. "Forgive me if I'm a little skeptical."