Nasar's Clubbed Narrative

Game Master Nigawabi

Nasar the rouge has always had a wild time holding onto people. When he is cursed with a sentient shadow of an Ooze he slowly begins to turn the only thing by his side. Where will this dynamic duo go next!?!


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M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar puts his hand on the now lowered Lily and grabs a handful of hair, holder her tightly but not trying to cause any pain yet. He lets out a low, slow laugh sounding pretty close to the voice that Deract is using but tries to sound as unsettling and disgusting as possible. ”Why don’t you two try and act smart and surrender like this one...We really hate having to dent our new trophies before we capture them!”


Male Human

Genesis looks warily at Marissa, Uhhh crap we need Deract and Nasar, these guys are bigger than me.

Marissa brandishes her weapon, Maybe not me though! Oh jeez Lily is passing out her eyes are rolling back!

Nasar sees Lily’a cheeks rose red and her eyes crossed but not in pain... in pleasure. She snaps back to reality and looks at the two and says, Stop messing around and get me outta here!

Marissa steps up as she waves around her weapon, You don’t have enough hands to hold all of us!

The armory door on the side leading to the meeting room can be heard as a bang unseals the door. Everyone stops to look as the door slowly creaks open to reveal the ratfolk peek his head out. He screeches, There here! I was right I heard them!


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar let’s out a growl and wastes no time taking out a kukri to free Lily’s arms from her restrains. ”S@$& Lily get your head in the game, if he’s yelling out like that then he might be alone so we can get the numbers further on our side!” Nasar undoes his disguise and readies his other weapon for the incoming fight.


Male Human

Deract whips the rope in a way that unravels her neck seamlessly freeing her. He drops the disguise and unsheathes his claws, Of course they come and ruin all the fun!

1d100 + 100 ⇒ (3) + 100 = 103

Marissa's shadow flares up like a wildfire, You sacks of s@~~ tricked us! You scared us half to death, your lucky I have a grip on this shadow or else your neck would be wrung like a wet rag! She rotates her shoulders preparing for a fight.

Genesis looks next to her and casts her last Enlarge Person, Go get em tiger! Genesis giggles as Marissa doubles in size.

Lily readies a bomb to throw and sighs as the rope falls off, How the good times must end, time to kick some ass!

Bean can be heard inside the door as its still swinging open, You fools they're drawing you in!

The drow can be heard quickly muzzling his mouth up, Can it bird!

In front of them sits a half open door with a dark interior that can't be peered inside of without walking in.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar slides his blades against each other to make a nice metallic grinding sound. "Oh come on Marissa, just having a little fun. I'll make it up to you after we are done here." He positions himself in front of the doorway 10 feet back and readies up club for a recoil charge after sending in the bigger guns first to start clearing the room. "Now for the main attraction. Lily, I do believe a combination of your explosive personality and Marrisa's larger than life attitude can give whatever's on that side a good scare. Wouldn't you agree?"


Male Human

Lily and Marissa both smirk as they rush in headlong. Glass can be heard shatter as a secondary blast of her demolition charge activates.

Demo C: 6d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 6, 1, 5, 4, 4) + 6 = 30

Chains can be heard crack as Bean caws and the ratfolk screams, AHH GET HIM AWAY FROM ME!!

Genesis casts Haste on Nasar and smiles, Your handy neighborhood spellcaster at your service. Go teach em what for!

Deract scampers in and immediately points a finger gun at someone, I'd cast spells somatically but your gonna have to settle for an F U C K U!! And the hag screams as she bursts into flames.

As Nasar enters he sees the griffon is chasing the ratfolk, Marissa is battling the gnoll, and Lily is standing at the front of the door way, and Deract stands beside Lily. The hag is at the back of the room in flames and the drow is nowhere to be seen.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar growls at the lack of Drow in the field and speaks his limited, pretty rough aquan in case the mercenaries are able to speak draconic like Nasar. "Watch for pale elf. She may invisible. I help Bean with mouse, protect our backs as us fight." With that being "said", Nasar uses his fresh new Haste to sprint into the ratfolk to help out his son Bean.
kukri: 1d20 + 16 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 16 + 1 = 24
dmg: 1d4 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
snek: 5d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 6, 5, 2) = 16


Male Human

Nasar quickly dashes through the fray and slices into the rat, he bleeds wildly as Bean catches up and catches the ratfolk on his arm and swings him around.

Marissa bashes the gnoll over the head with her hands clasped together as she brings them down like an axe. The gnoll growls as he tries to bite her and trip her up but fails to grab a hold.

Lily watches the hag burn as she readies up another toss and sets her ablaze even more.

Deract laughes as she flares up once more, Nice! I'll take the gnoll too Marissa! And he scampers over quickly and tries to yoink the gnoll's tools.

steal: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

And the gnoll manages to step on Deract's hand as he tries to do some shady work.

The rat rips his hand away and tries to jump onto Nasar to grab hold of him.

grapple: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

The rat manages to grab Nasar by the back of the scarf and twists him around and brings Nasar to his knees as his arm is held out and immobilized.

Nasar is grappled by the ratfolk. The DC to escape is 25


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

"Wow thanks for wanting to hold my hand, I'm really touched! Unfortunately you just aren't my type. My friend here seems to have taken a liking to you however." Since the ratfolk is so inclined to hold onto Nasar's arm, Club uses that as a bridge to launch into the Ratfolk's mouth and begin suffocating him while Bean bites and pecks away at the rat.


Male Human

The ratfolk gasps as Club rides the wave up Nasar’s body and straight into the Ratfolk’s mouth. The ratfolk clutches tightly to Nasar as he tries to keep a grip.

Grapple: 1d20 + 13 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 13 + 5 = 32

He folds Nasar’s leg behind his as he slams Nasar to the ground. He kneels Nasar’s hands behind his back which if Nasar were any stronger he could break free but this ratfolk for his size has quiet the way of twisting limbs. Bean pecks at him once more as he yells out something but it only comes out as a garbled mess due to him choking.

The Drow finnaly shows her self as she brings her blade upward into Bean’s belly. Bean’s eyes grow wide as he was already weakened and drops to the ground. She stares at Nasar with rage and revenge in her eyes. Look who showed up to the party!

Deract shanks the gnoll from behind and as he turns to attack Deract, Marissa body slams the gnoll knocking him down. Lily blasts the hag with another bomb as she drops to the ground.

The hag is down, you are pinned, the gnoll is prone, the drow is 10 feet away.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

”Oh you finally showed up, I was getting concerned you weren’t going to show” Nasar attempts to wriggle free and stand up from the ratfolk’s pin since Bean is no longer able to continue. EA: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23


Male Human

maintain: 1d20 + 13 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 13 + 5 = 36

The ratfolk coughs as he tightens his grip on the fetchling. The drow looks down at Nasar and chuckles as she leans a foot back, We're just going to take care of your other friends before we get to the REAL good part! And she stands up letting her foot fly into Nasar's face.

Unnarmed strike: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31
DMG: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Nasar gets a swift kick to his chin as the ratfolk gurgles and coughs as he slowly but resiliently holds onto Nasar. She turns away to prepare to attack anyone in sight.

Deract looks at whats happening and dips past the gnoll to defend against the rogue but misses as he claws at her. She laughs as she effortlessly dodges, The two prime targets at my feet. Your lucky I want your bird or else I'd use my ring like I did last time and turn him into a pile of ashes!

Genesis casts hold person on the gnoll and he falls over as Lily runs over and wraps his hands in rope.

Marissa turns around and bum rushes the rogue to help the fight.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Hp 65
Nasar takes the kick to the face surprisingly well as he responds with only a smile. He gets especially happy now noticing the rest of the team changing focus to the rogue allowing him to try something fun. He looks towards the ratfolk and starts to begin the heating up process for auto-detonation while club is still in it’s throat.


Male Human

I like how you think

Due to Nasar being in a bind at the moment cannot heat up to auto-ignition but he certainly heats up over the course of the next few seconds to searing temperatures. Club still reflects the damage back to Nasar but the ratfolk screams in pain as his mouth not only halts his breathing but also scalds him with unseen heat.

Heat DMG Nasar: 1d6 ⇒ 4
Heat DMG Rat: 1d6 ⇒ 5

The ratfolk releases his grip on Nasar and backs up away from him coughing as the suffocation ceases and his mouth still burning. He gasps for air as he backs away, What the f*&k do you have on you?! Your crazy! And he puts his hands up. I yeild I yeild!

The rogue turns around and looks at the yielding ally as she jumps over Nasar away from danger, Oh god this is all gone to s#~+! And she gets to the other side of him and grabs an invisibility potion. She downs it and vanishes behind the ratfolk.

The gnoll sits unconscious on the floor while Bean bleeds out next to Nasar slowly. The hag is a pile of charred skin and old bones as she succumbed to the flames of the demons. The rogue has vanished.

Heat up or cool things with Club’s temperature change ^
Spend rounds suffocating things with Club’s Suffocation maneuver ^^^


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar fans club out around his feet in case the rogue tries to attack him while invisible.
She’s probably going to try to cut her loses and get out of here if she can Nasar looks at the unconscious Bean and then to Lily. ”Make sure Bean doesn’t die, but be careful with the Drow being somewhere. Deract, tie up the rat. Gen, just, uhhh. Stay there and look pretty i guess. And be ready to cast something in case she turns up again.”


Male Human

Club manifests around Nasar's shoulder like a sleeve but drops to the ground to stay in search for any footsteps passing over him. Lily rushes over to the fallen griffon to tend to his wounds. Deract pulls some rope out and gives a devilish smirk as he hog ties the ratfolk. Genesis blushes a little as she looks around trying to perceive any other dangers.

Bean wakes up in seconds of her administering a potion though his skin looks bruised and beat under the small golden fur and feathers around his body. He sighs as he walks over to Nasar and bows his head down and relaxes for a second in the company of friends.

The ratfolk squirms as Deract finishes his wicked knot, Is this really neccesary? I was the only one who surrendered?!

Deract makes sure to knot the knot extra tight, Once a rat always a rat buddy. He tightens it so tight you hear a pop of the wrist as the ratfolk yelps in pain. Deract looks him in his scared eyes, We're gonna find what you know. Your wrist is the least of your worries... Deract walks over and casts Shackle on the gnoll, Not sure if these will hold given he's a massive slab of meat... Lily do you care to help with your life steal circus tricks?

Lily licks her lips and walks over and slowly siphons the last it of health the Gnoll had weakening both his body and mind, his arms and chest visibly shrink as if he was withering away. He won't be a problem anymore once he wakes up.

Marissa gives a thumbs up, Gosh I love how we operate. Imagine if I was still a good person for the most part? I wouldn't wanna Snaps over to Ratfolk SNAP THIS POOR RATS SKULL OFF HIS SPIN! The ratfolk whimpers in fear. She looks at Nasar with anitcipation, Well did ya get the ship? We can take them there! To get the info we need!

Lily laughes, Then dump there sorry asses in the Planar Sea.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar lets out a laugh and Marissa’s excitement. ”Yes yes we got the ship. Jeez I always love that enthusiasm of yours. The ship should be waiting for us outside still. Let’s get these two up to the ship and we can get the hell out of here.” Nasar pats Bean on the head now that there is a moment of calm. ”Sorry we took so long buddy.”


Male Human

Deract yoinks a scroll of Tounges out from the hags charred corpse, Bean wanna explain what the heck happened before anything else happens.

Genesis walks over and inspects the scroll, No no no Deract gimme this I can replicate it in my spellbook just give me a few hours for the whole process.

Deract hands it over and she looks over the parchment before she stuffs it in her robe. The gang makes their way outside with Lily and Marissa carrying the gnoll and Deract dragging the ratfolk by his knot. They head outside to the ship as Genesis looks around, I’m brighter than most but I’m sure boats need water... We’re in a forest where’s the boat supposed to... She looks up to the sky as the ship casts a shadow from several hundred feet in the sky. Her face is in amazement as she see’s this magical structure just float effortlessly, Oh my...

Deract walks into the forest making sure to drag the ratfolk through as much foliage as possible, Anchors this way Gen.

They make there way up the ships anchor and are now all situated at the top of the ship. Marissa looks at the ratfolk and says with a piratey undertone, Well capn’, what do we do with these scoundrels!


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

”Well we need to see what these two know. The whole purpose of seeking of this whole mission until they took Bean was to get some info on Caprise right? So we’ll interrogate these two and go from there.” He gives Marissa a pat on the shoulders. ”We’ll make sure that their actions wont go unpunished though. So I’m sure you can help out with that right?”


Male Human

Marissa smiles as she places her pack on the ground, Let's get this ship a moving then!

Deract looks at Lily and she looks to the crows nest of the ship and commands, To the Planar Sea I guess!

The boat responds back, Destination locked in: Planar Sea. The boat slowly sails forward as the light around them bends into a rainbow of hues and they quickly bridge the gap between Planes, Estimated time of arrival... Now.

Marissa pulls out her bucket and grabs Deract's rope and Genesis' bedroll. Well thats cool it talks! She lowers the rope and pulls some water from the Sea and walks down to the bottom and yells from under the hull, WE GOT ANY CHAIR- oh wait I found one! And she sits the rat down as Lily helps her retie his limbs to the seat. Deract why don't you get that gnoll tied up to the crows nest. Deract gives a salute as he drags the unconscious gnoll to bind him to the crows nest.

Deract ropes him up but says, We gotta outfit this ship for conquest like chains and manacles and ball chain crap. Maybe even expand the boat to have a jail underneath.

The rat is tied to the chair and Marissa motions for Nasar to join her, So my associate here is going to ask the questions and your going to answer them, got it? The rat looks Marissa sternly in the eyes before gets a bit frustrated and kicks the chair back and Heretic catches it from behind. She throws the bedroll on his face and dumps the water as it takes up all the free space over the ratfolk and he gargles and struggles. He chokes and gags as Heretic picks back up the chair and the bedroll falls of into the hostages lap. I'm gonna go get some more water, until then I think you two have a nice chat in store. She starts walking away before she yells to Deract, Find something blunt for me to break this rats knee with in case he doesn't talk!

The ratfolk sits dripping wet and coughing as Nasar stands before him, it's interrogation time baby.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar watches her leave with a bit of a surprised look on his face. ”I don’t think I’ve seen her THIS excited before.” He turns back to the rat and squats down a bit so that he can match the rat’s height while talking to him. ”The more you talk while she’s gone, the less she’s going to do to you when she gets back. So if I were you I’d start spilling the beans now. Tell me about who hired you and where we can find them.”


Male Human

The ratfolk struggles as he spits up water that went down his throat, Look man it's just how the guild works, we all work for Caprise there's just different teams that all specialize in different things. We are supposed to be the cleaners we take people out the gang doesn't want talking anymore.

His rant is stopped short by a plank broken off the ship goes hurtling at him, it crashes off his head knocking his head back for the moment as he writhes in pain. Upon looking back Deract looks at Lily, Wow your right this is fun, I can see why you do it to me so often.

Lily nods, Ok ship, take us to the Magnimar Port next to Nasar's ship.

The ship responds, Destination set: Magnimar Port, estimated time of arrival. Ten minutes.

The ratfolk picks his head back up slightly tipsy from the blow to the head, My associate took orders from the hag, the hag takes orders from the other intel team. There's a hierarchy of the teams we all report to a Boss of sorts and the Boss' all report to Caprise.

Marissa comes back with her bucket of water, So there's more annoyances like you before we even get to the higher ups, well that's just a pest. She hooks her boot and tips the chair back again as Heretic manifests once more to hold the chair. She lays the bedroll as the ratfolk shakes his head and grunts, We're gonna take another dip and wash away all that uncertainty. Your going to tell us where to find this intel team. She slowly pours water back over the bedroll and he gurgles and chokes on water. She only uses half the bucket but leaves the bedroll on for a bit longer, she rips it off as he gasps for air and his eyes dilate in fear and adrenaline.

The ratfolk looks around as he gasps for air once more, OK OK! You wanna talk to one of the Visions in Razmiran. He's a jailkeeper, he trades info for freedom then makes them look like breakouts and accidents.

Marissa looks at Nasar and awaits a question or prompt.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

”Hmmm so this jailkeeper is what? One of the ones from the intel team? Does he report to caprise or are we going to have to find him to find another guy to find another guy to find caprise. I don’t know if my patiences can keep up for that long.”


Male Human

Marissa looks at the ratfolk and grabs the chair and looks at him with scorn. Her hand is now visibly grey with Heretic's rage, I agree with Nasar, our patience is wearing kinda thin. We want Jurastis and you keep giving us the run around to a Vision, then Caprise, then what? A whole other line of shadow users before we meet the main event? Marissa grabs the ratfolks arm and grips tightly.

The ratfolk screams as his thin arm is squeezed to oblivion. His voice is excited and scared at the same time, He's the intel man! He's the intel man! He will lead you to the Boss and the Boss will lead you to Caprise! Only the highest in the echelon know anything about Caprise I've never even seen the guy! The ratfolks arm turns grey as Marissa stares at him with rage. The petrification of him arm slows to a stop as it reaches his elbow.

Lily walks over, Well it seems we have a bit of a murder trail to make then, Intel man, Boss, then big boy Caprise. Patience is a virtue Nasar, just like you gotta wait for that perfect time to strike your vital blow. We have to precariously do this for maximum effectiveness.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

After letting out a sigh knowing that Lily is right, Nasar chuckles and quickly turns his attention back to that rat. ”Where can we find the drow. She left me such a nice love letter, it’d be such a shame if I left it unanswered since she left you for dead before I really had the chance.”


Male Human

The ratfolk shifts his arm but hears a cracking sound as it disconnects from the body. He yelps and looks at it horrified before Lily says, Oh don't worry rat boy you won't make it through life far enough to be sad about losing your arm. Now talk.

The ratfolk looks around and shakes his head in dismay, I really don't know she had a life of her own apart fro- He's tilted back and waterboarded one more time. His vigorous shakeing completly snaps his stone arm off as it hangs now in an L shape from the rope. She pulls the bed roll off and he quickly talks as he cries through his words, She's a part of an assassin guild somewhere I know they operate here I'm not sure though how to get there or who to talk to. You might be able to find her or get info o where she's at now.

The ratfolk seems to be referring to the assassin network Nasar was brought into by Lester the Kobold.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar taps his chin thinking about the assassin work that Nasar had started. ”I think I know the guild you are talking about. I took up a job from them not too long ago. Ive been meaning to go back there for some more work anyways so i might run into her again.” Nasar walks to behind the chair that the ratfolk has been restrained in and puts a hand on his shoulder. ”You have been so, so compliant and I appreciate that.” Nasar looks up to the team and prompts them before Nasar finishes off the rat with club’s suffocation. ”Any other questions?”


Male Human

Lily chuckles as she walks over to Genesis studying the scroll and pulls out her talisman. Lil rat boy, you think your going to heaven or hell? She looks at the fear in his eyes as Club slowly climbs down Nasar’s arm onto the ratfolks shoulder, You know what... don’t answer that, surprise me!

And with that Nasar finishes the job of constriction until the ratfolk ceases his struggles. Lily takes the soul of the deceased quickly as his body lay limp, wet, and his arm dismembered off the body petrified. Deract looks at her, Can I... can I have that?

She turns around kicking Deract square in his brimstones and Deract falls over groveling. I knew you’d ask so I had the perfect way for you to earn it. And she tosses down the soul gem.

Deract barely manages a sentence through the pain of getting nut kicked, You stoop low... oh my god that hurts... thanks for the rock.

Suffocation Rounds ^^^13

Marissa looks at the ratfolk and then the unconscious gnoll, You think he has more info? He might give us some trouble he’s no- She stops to chuckle.

Lily scowls, Don’t say I-

Rat like he was. Marissa states at Lily with a giant grin on her face from the witty but probably overused racial stereotype.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar gives Marissa a pat on the shoulder ”Good work Marissa, you managed to hurt Lily more than these mercenaries did. And i doubt that this gnoll will have any more useful information but it would be a missed opportunity to not try. After we’re done with him we can head back to our house and fix up the mess that these jackasses left when they stupidly took Bean. Would you be so kind as to remove that vermin from our ship before its body starts attracting any more rats?” After a moment of silence following his request Nasar remembers something important. ”Wait were did Bean wonder off too anyways? Wouldn’t he still be cursed? Thats something we should take care off before too much time passes”


Male Human

Genesis still looking over her scroll waves off the request, I’ll get to it just gimme a few hours I’ve already started the process of deciphering this scroll to copy it into my spellbook. His curse is a daily thing it’ll only happen tommorow.

Bean however hears the questioning of his presence and caws from the dilapidated crows nest. He leaps down as this beast only weighed under 100 pounds and built like a small dog now resembles a full bipedal eagle weighing over 500 pounds. It looks over the team with a deadpan look.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar walks up to Bean and fluffs his featherfur all excited. ”You’re so big now!! I’m sad I didn’t get to properly raise you but now you’re big enough to come on adventures with the rest of us. Maybe I can get you some cool armour, make you look so badass people flee just at the sight of you!”


Male Human

Bean muddles around the thought as he visibly seems torn with the option. The conversation is cut short by the lights changing and the scent changing to a salty sea port. The ship appears next to Nasar’s ship in port as sailors and workers muddle about the docks loading and unloading.

Deract looks around and smiles, We could just eat every ship. No no don’t wanna get arrested yet.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar leans onto the edge of the ship, overlooking the ild ship. ”Well we can absorb our old ship now, or should we wait so we don’t draw unwanted attention from other people. It might not go over well if people have the constant fear that we’ll consume their ship to empower our ship.”


Male Human

Deract muddles over the thought, Well let’s take em both out to the sea since it doesn’t look like this place is clearing up anytime soon.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

”Yea that’d work.” After a moment of thought Nasar looks a bit confused at the plan. ”Well wait, we have two ships but only one person adept at sailing. I guess we could tie some lines to hitch the ships together and we could tow the old ship out to sea with us. Beyond that I don’t know how else we are supposed to get both out from here. Or we could sail out first and Lily flies back for this second trip but that sounds pretty time consuming.”
I’m about ready to say screw it and just absorb the ship now to avoid the hassle. Seems dumb to go to all this work just for a minor convenience. Maybe having all the other sailors steer clear of us wouldnt be so bad anyways


Male Human

Deract jumps up onto a broken slat of the ship, I’ll pilot this bad boy out, watch and learn Lily. And he hops over to the other ship and scampers over to the wheel. We shovin off now!?


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar walks over to the wheel of the ship and awaits for Lily. ”Yes let’s get a move on. We’ll head a couple miles out so we dont get seen and then we’ll do the deed. Good news is if you f$+% up and crash the ship Deract we can just salvage the sinkage anyways.”


Male Human

Deract gives a thumbs up and proceeds to hit multiple reefs and rocks on the way out the harbor. They get out after a few minutes and are alone away from port. Lily looks around and says in an uncertain voice. Uh... combine the ship with this one?

The boat pings as it slowly drifts towards Nasar’s boat and says, Connection established, evaluating boat integrity, evaluating ownership, evaluating possible modifications. Evaluation complete. Nasars boat moves towards the ship as its boards are pulled off as gravity pulls it towards them. The boards on the ship repair themselves and grow quiet a bit as the cannons move over and materialize on the new deck. The sails tatters fix themselves as a smaller sail appears on the back for extra wind. The boat looks like a proper schooner now complete with 2 sails, 2 cannons, and clean floorboards. Deract quickly jumps back over as the ship collapses and reforms on his deck.

Deract smiles as he looks around, Nice that solves that problem. Who we raiding first!?


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar glares a bit at Deract ”Our house. Did you forget the mess we left it in when we had to go on a rescue mission? Let’s get home get things in order and go from there before we start screwing around in the water or whatever. ”


Male Human

Deract sinks his head in dismay, Aww mannnnn ok I guess that is a thing we have to do. They sail back into port and fit the ship where the first stood. They make their way back to the house and clean up and Genesis finishes scribing the scroll into her spellbook adding Tounges to her spell list.

She looks at the team as they finish their cleaning, Well shall we hear what Bean has to say then?


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

”YES, that felt like it took forever!! I was surprised when Bean was talking when he was captured but now we can make him talk again ourselves!” With the look shared only by children on Christmas Morning Nasar finds a spot to sit while he awaits Genesis’s spell.


Male Human

Genesis whips out her spell book and concentrates for a second before she taps Bean on his large beak.

This is what Bean sounds like, the prince who jumps the boat.
And this pig.

Bean looks around before clearing his throat and addressing the team with a bit of snobbishness and pride, Thank you my dear for equipping me once more with voice. Ahem, now that I can speak for a bit of time I must start by thanking you for hatching and housing me for a physical 6 months but a cumulative 5 years in regards to this curse on me. However I must express my concern for leaving my nest to find a mate. Now that we have that on the table let's hear what you all have to say.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar claps his hands together happily "OH MY LOOK AT YOU! So well spoken! You sound like someone waiting for their coronation to be king!" His excitement is quickly interrupted by the realization that Bean just expressed the want to go off and get some bird coochie. Nasar rubs he back of his head a little bit flustered that his little boy is already in need of the donkeys and the dragons talk. "Ah jeez Bean, we just got you home and you already want to leave? Barely had any time to have you come along for some adventure and dragon hunting. Especially the dragon hunting." He then pauses and lets the party chime in before continuing any further.


Male Human

Genesis looks a bit disheartened, But... Bean we just got you back. You can't just finish our run and then go leave to make your own nest?

Bean picks at a mite on his front arm, Yes very well spoken Nasar, I'm no run of the mill animal. Griffons are either regal in nature and fierce in tongue or the opposite. I am the latter. He finnaly gets the mite off, I understand all of your wants for me to stay but I'm not sure if that fits my purpose. Bean probes a bit about his past to gauge his intrest, Tell me, Genesis raised me for months after my hatching but I was handed over in so called ownership to you Nasar. Where was I found before then, was I a purchase or stolen from some mountain?


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar has to sit a think for a moment since this event took place before the pbp and the details are very very muddled "Heavens this seems like years ago but what I can remember was this. My team and I were doing some sort of mission that required the use of a portal. But the caveat was we had to clear out some unwanted animals that had gotten into the portal owners own demi-plane I guess. Well those two animals ended up being a pair of griffons. After a bit of a fight we were ready to leave to give the all clear when we realized the nest was holding an egg. There was debate on what to do with the egg, ranging from just getting rid of it or giving it to the owner of the demi-plane. I convinced the team to let me keep the egg so we lied to the guy saying there was nothing else in the plane beyond the two griffons he knew of so that he wouldn't make us leave the egg behind. Well I brought that egg home, made a nest for it and Gen took watch while I was away on missions until you hatched." Nasar rubs his face as remembering all that was a struggle and also unpleasant to go through for a multitude of reasons. "Pretty sure that's the full backstory."


Male Human

Bean stops and thinks, Oh... well I believe that’s the closure I was looking for, originally I had blamed you for some sort of purchase as an exotic pet and such. But you saved me from a probably much worse fate, I will stay here for a while longer and make my decisions after that. Sadly I must leave sooner or later but we can prolong it for a little. I crave justice and- He clicks his beak a few times like any bird would, I do have a duty to fulfill in the aid of my mother and father. He gestures to Gen and Nasar.

Genesis waves her arms up and looks redder than a tomato in embarrassment, Oh Bean Bean Bean we’re not like that we’re just the ones who raised you!

Deract deadpans and looks at Genesis, Marissa, then Nasar, Did Gen and Marissa switch brains or something cuz that sounds like parents to me.

Bean gives a prideful chuckle, Indeed little demon it is a mother and father at its core. You must hold your status as one of pride, I will be a great heir to the family.

Genesis holds her head and mumbles, Oh my god he said family. She clearly is taken aback at these terms but nobody seems to know why.


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Oh my he called me his father! i’ve always wanted a child of my own and now I have one!! Even if its a griffon I couldn’t be happier Nasar maintains his composure as he is so happy inside he could feel himself ready to tear up at any moment. ”Well now I can’t wait to have you party up with us Bean, I’ll be able to see what you can really do in the field!” Nasar notices Gen having a moment and steps up to her and pats her shoulder ”Jeez Gen I haven’t seen this reaction before, you alright over here.”


Male Human

Genesis looks flustered as she replies, I dunno its odd being called a mother, and it's not even a kid or human. It's a griffin!

Bean smirks, I'd like to think of myself a bit more valuable than a human child, though I'll only live to about 20 years of age the deeds I can accomplish outweigh those of a humans.

Deract moves his hands from one side to the other, Make nest, make baby, die. And chuckles.

Bean looks down on Deract menacingly, Weren't you locked up for several thousand? And you have what to show, a rampant brother not yet brought to justice and an apprehensive profession as a sneak-thief?

Lilys face is surprised as she looks at Nasar, So you raised him to be smart and cocky?! I love him already!


M Fetchling Rogue 9 | HP 73 | AC 21 T 18 FF 21| Ft +7, Rf +15, Wl +5| Init +12 | Perc +13|

Nasar pulls his scarf just above his mouth so no one can see how big he’s smiling. He flicks Gen’s forehead to try and shake her out of her flustered state. ”Smart and cocky, definitely sounds like he was raised by us huh?” He walks back to Bean and fluffs his feathers all happy and excited about the new team member. ”Seems like you’re fitting in great already! All we have to do is make this official, ready to join us for some adventures?!”


Male Human

Bean flaps his wings a bit before looking around, Well... I believe I can stay with you all until we sort out this Jurastis problem. And he nods and smiles. He turns a bit sour however as he says, I am not however not going to be undermined by being called a pet or lackey of any kind, and don't expect me to be some mount like your last partner. I may be quadrupedal but I have pride for myself.

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