A Push of the Fates.... Zakhara... You Jewel!

Game Master Insnare

I know we lost Orven, but it seems pacing has become 1 post/week instead of 1 post/day. Is this what everyone is comfortable with?

I'm just waiting for the DM to decide what our next adventure is. We've apparently been teleported into working for a caravan, so it's really up to the DM to move the adventure along.

Sorry I have been travelling but I have finished now and shall get the whole thing moving faster. I should get a more in depth post up in a couple of hours.

After the party met their commander, you
settle in aboard the troop ship. The cargo is loaded
into two other sambuks, each of which has a few
guards on board. You notice several other
civilian guards (not Mamluk) lounging around and may talk to
them if they wish.

You can try to gather information about the caravan and such

Chipluck grabs a few stones and tries to get the civilian guards attention and win their favor by juggling..."Ahoy there, ever see a Muluk Triad?" before attempting his signature street move, where upon three stones are tossed upon his forehead in a neat stack...

Juggling: 1d20 ⇒ 18

...he pulls it off, just barely. "Like me trick?? Where you from then??" trying to start a conversation.

A gull wheels above Nabila's head and she turns to gaze at it a moment as it's cries echo. She moves to the edge of the deck to watch the cargo being loaded and thinks about her own words regarding the teleportation magic recently used on her and her new companions. She finds herself relieved she isn't on one of the triangle-masted dhows. "I haven't traveled over water before..." she says to no one in particular.

One of the civilians walks over to Chipluck and says, "It is nice to see people other than those damned Mamluks. My name is Stralladin. What is yours?"

"I haven't traveled over water before..." she says to no one in particular.

"It's really quite safe. Much safer than trusting someone to convey you somewhere in a puff of smoke. And it's more fun! Smell that salt air!"

Maudril looks at his friends and says listen, being sea sick does not sound exciting

"I go by Chipluck these days. So howd you get mixed up with these Mamluks? I usually see them travelling on their own."

"The salt air is certainly better than the rotten eggs of that magic," laughs Nabila. She gives Nura a long smile.

"Oh, a big strong man like you, Maudril? You will get used to it. I hope. It is a lot more smooth than a galloping stallion, but a horse needs to stop and eat from time to time. Ships do not." She winks at the mighty church warrior. "I am betting most of the crew are not interested in excitement," she giggles.

The man says, "The Emir likes to keep a few of us normal folks aboard because we are better with the animals and have more desert or street savvy. Generally, the ship ride is uneventful and then we usually earn our pay once the land portion starts.. mostly with motivating the camels and horses, you know. I think a caravan got attacked three years ago but... Stealing the Grand Caliph's weapons (may he be always praised among others) shipment is not the wisest thing a criminal could do. Ha."

Looking a bit concerned "Say...ever have anyone fall overboard? Not that none of us can swim...ahah..that would be crazy..."

He says, "Not that I recall."

You board your sambuk and settle in aboard the troop ship. The cargo is loaded into two other sambuks, each of which has a few
guards on board. You figure out your work assignments with you sergeant and you go below decks for chow and you can tell that the food is amazing.

What part of the deck do you plan on keeping watch?

Chip will choose whatever gets him the most contact with the richest members of the caravan.

Nabila would want to be up on decks, preferring even open waters to the monotony of being below decks.

Nura definitely prefers to be above decks and will volunteer to work as a deckhand if the job is available.

Maudril will take where the priestess goes making sure to guard her too!

Given her predilection for water, Fadilah will enjoy watching from above deck.

Chip wanted to dive face first into the meal, but he knew his station would only grant him a few meager scraps. He knelt at the side of the table like a dog, waiting for some show of kindness.

Begging: 1d20 ⇒ 8

The cook looks at Chipluck and says, "Get up! Either you are one of the guards or you should not be here? Take some food, it is included."

Nabila flips a piece of lamb to Chipluck without looking at him before the cook takes it upon himself to chastise him. "You're not on the streets, beggar. No one here knows you. You could pretend to be more than gutter trash."

Not that he would, since that would be the equivalent of abandoning the kit, lol.

"How long do we get to enjoy the good food with fresh meat and vegetables? Before it is all rations and either hard as a stone or as mushy as an over-ripe date?" She asks in an attempt to guage how long their journey might be.

The cook says, "Throughout the entire journey. Bahrahmiyah as most halflings demand the very best in food. She wants everyone to be happy."

Maudril hands Chipluck a potatoe and a couple of fresh cooked carrots that go with his lamb and then continues eating.

They did not have potatoes in Zakhara. Maybe in Maztica or now Amn.

GM is correct, potatoes come from Maztica. I hadn't thought about it before, but makes sense.

Chip smacks down the food eagerly, licking his dirty fingers clean. "So if I'm a guard, where's my weapon, my armor? You offering me some equipment?" After all, he had nothing more than a few rusty old daggers he typically concealed from would be donators.

The cook says, "I am but a cook. As I have heard all guards are allowed to take one weapon, however you would need to speak with your commander about that."

A free weapon is available to each of you

I actually only have the one weapon prof, lol. Cost double to get a non-cleric weapon with my kit.

just trying to give more food to the beggar mindlessly as it is something my character would do, sorry for the wrong veggie reference lol

Nura is quite satisfied with her current selection of weaponry.

His eyes wide, daring a cup of coffee with a sweet date "Well...what sort of arms do you recommend? What kinds of things have you encountered in the past?"

The cook shrugs and says, "I just cut vegetables and slice meat. I do not know anything about fighting. I guess you should speak the armorer and see what you are best at using."

After the meal, Chip speaks to the armorer and tries to get some advice about possible hostiles they might encounter, and which weapon he should choose. If they don't have a specific recommendation will just take another dagger. At the same, Chip inquires about possibly trading the free weapon for a free armor, pointing out his stinky loincloth and bare-chest.

Fine doing that 'offscreen' or not at all and starting the adventure, dont want to hold stuff up was really just chitchatting earlier.

You get a weapon of your choice. This is a weapon's caravan. The weapon you get is of exceptional quality and has a +1 to damage due to its exceptional quality.

You can all have one weapon of your choosing which grants you a +1 bonus for damage, also I am going to need 3 Wisdom or Intelligence checks for each of you

3 int checks vs 15: 3d20 ⇒ (12, 7, 9) = 28

Also, if I chose dart instead of dagger would I get multiple darts?

Wis Check vs 16: 1d20 ⇒ 6
Wis Check vs 16: 1d20 ⇒ 12
Wis Check vs 16: 1d20 ⇒ 14

If I grab a bow does the damage bonus apply to any shot? Or would it be like 20 arrows with a bonus, or something else?

To answer both of your questions, let's say you can have a set of 3 darts. They do not have bows but arrows, you could probably get ten arrows that give you that extra damage. On used arrows we can do the standard lost arrow roll but then you can reset an arrowhead on another shaft when not in combat.

Nura will take the 10 arrows that are offered.

Int check vs. 10: 1d20 ⇒ 4
Int check vs. 10: 1d20 ⇒ 9
Int check vs. 10: 1d20 ⇒ 7

Chip looks through the selection of weapons with a discerning eye. He had kept his current arms always on him, his only 2 real possessions for more than 3 decades. They were quite rusty from the sweat of his body. He wanted an easy to conceal blade that was simple in make, one that none could ever guess came from the Grand Caliph's arsenal. He had to keep his street game from erroding, after all.

Ill do the dagger after all.

Fadilah seems taken aback at the thought of carrying a weapon and refrains from selecting one.

"So... how long will we be on the road?" she asks.

Maudril draws a Kopesh from the armory quite happy with it's fine craft.

The cook says, "We should be at sea for about 4 days and then another 4 days by camel."

I still need some rolls.

Er, what rolls did you need? I searched the page for "roll" and didn't find anything?

I asked for three Wisdom or Intelligence checks

wisdom 15: 3d20 ⇒ (1, 19, 15) = 35

After a few days’ journey,you get used to the routine of standing watch, the ships near the end of their journey and you have about a day left.

CHip, Nabila and Fadi

This cannot be good!

"Ships! Look!" shouts Nabila as she points toward the swift vessels.