YO HO HO! Also Pirates! (Inactive)

Game Master Tobaris

The Tavern is dingy and rowdy but large enough that shouting for more ale is a necessity.

Akadi has lived out in simple villages and no short time in the wilds,the busy tavern is a rare experience. She likes it.
Inhaling the heady scent of smoke and alcohol she decides to acquire some for herself, strolling up to the bar, she asks
"Might I have some rum and whatever the folk here be smoking?“
She then looks around to see who might be interesting.

The cloaked man walks into the bar, taking a spot empty, far from the din of the crowd. He flags down a server, and requests a flagon of grog. Until his cloak pulls back a bit, it is difficult to ascertain his heritage. Upon seeing him closely, however, his greenish hued skin color is readily apparent. He looked a bit uncomfortable and twitchy, definitely not in his comfortable environment.

Just a note. This is my very first summoner I've ever played. If someone sees anything wrong in my eidolon math, please let me know. It would be greatly appreciated. I'm a 25 year vet of D & D and PF, but I've been nervous to play a summoner until I felt ready. This is my attempt, so if I err, please yell at me!

"...Rum?" A disorganized heap slumped onto the bar slowly rights itself. It shows itself to be a scraggly dwarf

"Capital idea lassie." He slurs, then bows to hack up something foul onto the floor under the lip of the bar.
"Barkeep!" He barks, "A jug of your finest cheapest rum!"
An attempt to wipe the remnants of drool and last night's ale from his beard returns mixed results, while he does remove some of the problem, the rest just gets smeared around.

"The name's Jarkul. Did ye by chance see that big cross eyed palooka what challenged me to a contest of ales last night? I be a bit hazy on account of winning and the pantywaist now owes me I do reckon." The dwarf shoves out a grubby hand to shake in Akadi's direction, looks at the hand, then wipes it on his shirt a bit before proferring it once more.

No'bu, the only typo I see on your Eidolon is the power attack damage on claws ought to be 1d4+4 as they are also primary weapons

Edit: spelling

“Lux,” what a name. My family wiped out, enslaved, enslaved again and now I am little more than a vagrant with only the skills to be back at sea aboard a ship. Perhaps I can find a boat that will at least give me a wage for my work. Deep in thought Terz makes his way through the streets of Port Peril lost in thought. He wanders toward a tavern he hopes to find work aboard a ship. He has found the little coin he had jumped ship with not to spread as far as he had hoped. Not enough he knows to get to Sargava. Perhaps I can work my way to Sargava and find honest work or . . . if the only work be a turn in the sweet trade I pray to Cayden that we hunt a fair share of Chells. Not that there are many innocent in these waters. If nothing else a song, a brew, and bit of grub will do me well. He finds himself outside the Formidably Maid.

He pushes the door aside and looks about a moment. Ahh music . . . this’ll do. He steps into the light of the tavern. Terz is a grey furred catfolk with black spots and stripes. A tabby some of jested, though is that wise? He wears a sturdy hide shirt deep brown the color of leather that has been wet more than dry. He has an array of boarding axes stashed about his belt and across his back, what does one do with more than two axes. He has a small pack little more than a blanket and some sundries wrapped in a fishnet hammock. As he walks in his tail shifts and curls back and forth more in time with the music after a moment. He makes a path toward the bar. He nods to the keep, ”Tender, I’ll have an ale . . . nothing Chell.” He waits patiently and continues to survey the bar. When his drink comes he smiles and thanks the bartender, ”Keeps you hear of any ships looking for sailors? Haps you can point me in the right direction.”

"If you hang here long enough, there'll surely be a ship to pick you up. And maybe toss you out later, depending on the Pirate Queen's whims," the hooded figure mutters as he stands up and rises to greet the other patrons at the bar.

Thanks, Jarkul! I tried to tell that fool my claws were sharper than that!

Terz smiles toward the hooded figure, "Well that's the hope, the finding the ship part."

Akadi eyes the dwarfs hand for a moment before grasping it. "I am just arrived and unfamiliar with the people, I cannot help you." her voice rich and luxurious.
She drinks her rum a little too fast and it has an obvious effect on her, has her eyes momentarily lose focus.
"I must confess, I have never tried this before, I think I like it..." and she orders another.

"Eh, No matter. The scallywag's probably halfway to Rahadoum by now with his tail between his legs ." Jarkul knocks back his cup in a single swig before slamming the vessel onto the counter. He shows no reaction to the liquor. whether this is due to an enhanced tolerance for the stuff or if this is simply his natural state is unclear.

"That's the spirit!" The dwarf hefts the jug by the neck, quickly refilling both cups with only a minimum of spillage. "Fresh of the boat huh? Ya picked a swell port to weigh anchor. Stick with me lassie and we'll find revelries aplenty. There might even be a little sport later if we be lucky." As he whispers the last bit, Jarkul cracks his knuckles and bears a rascally grin.

"Fresh from the boat, fresh from shelter, fresh from peace and quiet... And drollness. I feel the song in the air and it calls for freedom. Akadi starts to sway to a rhythm she finds in the hubbub of the tavern.
She can't quite remember if she's had two or three mugs of rum.

Gah, posted under the wrong alias, just noticed

An intelligence officer could be very helpful, you know!

The evening fades to black in your memories, the sound of music, laughter and, excess ringing in your ears.
Tavern thread can now be considered closed.
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Gameplay thread now open.
Regular discussion thread now in play.

Just so you know, I'm aware that what my character is doing is boneheaded and depending on how things go, he might get his butt kicked. If the rest of you would prefer, I can tone it down in the future, but I don't think it would be quite as fun.

Absolutely no toning it down. Jarkul is awesomesauce. Mind you this is not how my former slave catfolk sees it but yes please keep up the dwarf stubbornness. Just don't get kilt.

I love it, Jarkul. I'm not certain No'bu won't be joining you soon. I'm trying to get the lay of the land before jumping in, though, lol.

I love it, Jarkul, and I think it's a great fit for how things seem to be shaping up.

Thanks,

FYI, the captain had already left, I'm chewing out Mr. Plugg (The first mate?)

Yes he is the first mate.

So, assuming I didn't do badly enough to fall, can I continue rolling until I succeed/do fall?

It's only a race to see who's first. Since that is established you will simple need untangling from No'Bu.

If Fishguts does ever try a night of getting drunk, I would appreciate an RP scene of it happening (I haven't decided if I'm going to try and stop him, or make things worse)

Also, I wonder if that d6 roll has a 'long pork' result.

...NO comment on the latter, but on the former I will remember to do so thanks for letting me know ahead of time.

Apologies for going silent yesterday I had to take a certification test and was unable to get on here at all yesterday.

Questions for our intrepid GM:

How did Jarkul fare in finding knives and taggit poison in his search of the galley?

Are the officers eating with the crew on this boat, or in a separate cabin?

Just as a note, I'm going away tomorrow, back on the 1st.
I expect to be able to post, though probably from my tablet or phone, so please excuse terseness and spelling/auto-correct errors.

If I've not replied in a while, I may be having trouble with connection, free free to run me as you will in that case.

The officers eat in the Captains cabin. You found plenty of knives but no Taggit poison. If you drop the mention of it Ambrose will let you know that that is Mr. Plugg's stock of Taggit and he keeps it well hidden.

Hmmm, just noticed my gear doesn't seem to have made it across my profile, I'll have to see if I can track down the original file and update it when I get back.
if it's relevant.

I was fatigued by work beaten and now failed the rum fort save. Am I still awake.

Jarkul, I hope you don't mind me calling you "Barbecue," but I couldn't resist - that was Long John Silver's nickname, and between the peg leg and being the cook, you remind me of him!

Yeah I picked up on it. Great touch.

Must have been far too long since I've actually read the original version, I neither picked up on that, or that it was intended as a nickname.

I re-read it every so often. It's just such a great book, it's always worth returning to. I can't wait to read it to my daughter.

I have an Oracle in Tobaris' space campaign that almost completely stole the first 2 chapters for his background story. Ironically I was going to have the character as a bard in S&S campaign but the GM announced he already had a bard so I tweaked his back story for space and he is so far a blast.

What kind of checks should we be rolling to influence crew? Diplomacy?

Also, is there a list of crew that we should be trying to influence, or is it just more of a general numbers thing? I'll hold off posting for a bit just to make sure I know how it's supposed to work.

Assuming Tobaris doesn't mind, I found The Ship.

Are Mr. Plugg or Mr. Scourge present at the arm wrestling?

I don't mind I can't see it through that but it will work well for reference.

Unarmed damage is a d3, unless you're small or have some funky abilities.

That's fine. I rolled a 1 anyway, so I guess it doesn't matter. I'll use a d3 next round, though.

Hey guys - sorry that I haven't been keeping up at the usual rate these past few days. The Halloween festivities around here have kept me pretty busy, and I've got a wedding this weekend, too. Things should have calmed down for me by the beginning of next week. Just didn't want anyone to think that I was losing interest.

Sorry no time to post today will be on tomorrow.

Unfortunately, we can't make unarmed attacks of opportunity normally.

Normally yeah but I'm running fast and loose on pirate brawls.

That seems appropriate.

ARR!