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Tamrin Credence looks in amazement as Vellir pulls off his sleight of hand tricks, once the coin is found he nearly bounces up in delight as he takes it and walks away while talking to himself.
Eando watches the exchange with amusment in his eyes before he addresses the pathfinders. "Ahh, new pathfinders, I take it you are here to proof your mettle?" He chuckled for a moment before he continued. "In the Flotsam Graveyard A sunken ship has recently washed up on a reef not far from Absalom. Rumor has it that smugglers areusing it as a safe house, and that they are involved in smuggling texts and possibly living creatures from Nex. There might be books that are valuable lying around, but if you can find any information about the smugglers’ methods, I would be more then happy to take it."
Taking a sip from his wine he regarded the pathfinders for a moment "Questions?"
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"Alright, finally some action. I don't know about you people, but I don't feel at ease in this kind of social gatherings. I'm mostly a man of action" says Matheus, checking that none of the important personalities around might hear him.
"The 'haunted house' sounds as good as any other task to me. We can go straight to it, or maybe visit the various places starting from the nearest an continue then toward the farthest. What do you say?"
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Once Janira sees that the group has picked up their assignments she makes her way to them and listens to them for a brief moment before speaking up "Haunted house? that might be hard, not late enough, maybe do one of the other's first? just sayin'!" She grins a bit as she regards them all for a moment, giving tevvy a light pat on the head to encourage him.
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As you make your way towards the ship you spend some time asking around and gathering information, nobody seems to know anything out of the ordinary.
you have heard that there is some sort of creature onboard of the ship and have learned that there are gnawed bones of sea birds lie in a heap in one corner of the ship.
The weathered boards of the ship’s main deck are cracked, warped, and thoroughly covered in a thick, stinking carpet of algae, seaweed, and barnacles. The sodden mess squashes and scrapes underfoot, while squawking gulls circle overhead. The ship once boasted three masts, but they are now brokenoff only a few feet above the jagged railings. Whatever other distinguishing features might have once existed on this vessel are either long lost or utterly obscured. Empty doorways lead into cabins to the fore and aft, and a dark opening descends into the lower level.
In its current position, the ship is only partially above the waves. The bottom deck is completely flooded, making it impassable. The top of the masts are broken off, leaving only jagged, waterlogged stumps reaching up about 15 feet above the deck; all the rigging has long since rotted away.
there are several unusual markings on the deck.
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As the group makes they way through the upper deck nothing is to be found there. While making their way below deck sharp beams of sunlight light filter down through cracks in the main deck to cast this cargo hold in a dim light. Though the ship’s original armaments are now little more than rotted ballista mounts, this area shows signs of recent activity, including intact shipping crates, a recently broken crate, a few boxes, and faint trails worn through the slippery vegetation growing over the deck. Wooden doors in finer condition that the rest of the boat stand to the north and south, but the stairs
eading further down now lead only into dark, scummy water. The floor of the cargo hold is seemed to be hard to maneuver due to the slippery algae underfoot.
When making their way down the stairs everyone but Matheus notice a peculiar construct under the stair that seems to be staring at them in curiosity but there is also an underlying hint of something.
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The creature you see in front of you is a Fleshforge Dredge
The pathfinders cannot sense anything from the creature as it is standing behind the stairs. It seems restless and looks around, Vellir, Doc and Matheus notice several remains of fish, seagulls corpse and the occasional rat around the creature.
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"Oh," Tevvy says suddenly, snapping his fingers. "Tevvy heard rumors about this thing. Tevvy thinks it eats birds, and Tevvy eats birds, so maybe we can be friends!" He hops the rest of the way down the stairs and waves to the creature. "Hi!I Tevvy Dragonskull! Tevvy and friends are friends, we not food or scary! You be friend?"
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Upon hearing the revelations about Tevvy and the creature, Vellir practically hurls Haast towards the top deck. The eagle wings the rest of the way out. "Yes, we can be friends," he adds. "I've got no birds to spare, but maybe some simple food will tide you over?" He offers a mid-tier packet of trail rations.
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Upon being presented with food the creature first looked confused about what it was, when he then reached out and managed to snack some from it he turned and seemed to beam a bit more as the trail rations were snapped from Vellir his hands as he sat down and started to eat, a happy growl could be heard once in a while between the gnarling of food.
"Friends..."
It was clear the creature possessed no more threat to the party and they could now explore the ship some more to see if they could find that what they were looking for.
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The Fleshforge dredge regarded the bouncy little goblin with mild interests and sat down in front of the hyper active Goblin, hanging to each of it's words while munching on the trail rations before pointing to Tevvy "Friend!" Meanwhile the rest of the group would go over the ship with a haircomb to see what they could find. It takes them a while as they go over everything but the team finds the following: A smuggler left a pair of magical talismans rolled up in a smelly, salt-crusted rag. These are two crying angel pendants, a bundle of writs of inspection approving the cargo crates for export from the Nexian capital of Quantium. The other is a series of financial records, including notes of sizeable sums paid to the same individual whose name appears on the writs—a clear indication of bribery, and of interest to Gorm Greathammer. There is also a lantern that seems to give off an eerie glow.
In one of the rooms there is a coats of arms hanging against the wall
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A closer inspection of the lantern reveals it is in fact an everburning torch formed into a lantern rather than a simple torch, and the lantern’s glass can be manipulated to change the color of light it sheds.
Hunters: The coat of arms on the aft wall is in fact the insignia of the Taldan navy
What has been discovered, it is clear that this is a relic of the original Silent Tide invasion — the evidence Calisro Benarry wants.