Skull & Shackles (solo, complete) (Inactive)

Game Master Whack-a-Rogue

This time, your harpoon scores a solid blow to the boatswain's chest. He manages to grab an axe, though, and slash at you.
Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19 Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
You hear the sound of running footsteps coming your way.
Reinforcements will start arriving next round

Boatswain: 36pts damage

"Blast!" Cursing as the exe slashes his chest, Elek Realizes he didn't have time for fighting in the hall. Drawing the bloody prosthetic back he calls on the full destructive power of the curse and the wild magic of the fey witches. ”Pòhuài lì, Kuángcháo, Tiānjiā fǎshù diǎn." thrusting the cursed harpoon at the boatswain he tosses the estoc behind him, drawing the elemental gem from his bandolier.

standard: attack + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand (Charisma damage), Power attack, destructive blast, wild magic, spell point, crafted blast: piercing: free action drop sword, move action takes out gem.
attack: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 2 - 2 = 27 for damage: 1d4 + 2 + 4 + 4 + 4d6 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 4 + 4 + (3, 2, 3, 2) = 23 + 2 crafted blast

The caster gains knowledge of one Destruction talent of his choice for 1 round.

Flashes of insight fill your mind as your harpoon pierces the boatswain's throat. The flood of knowledge is fleeting, but if you're quick, you may be able to experiment with it.

As you grab the elemental gem, a marine appears from around the corner. You can hear more running steps behind him.

Crushing the gem, he tosses the bits outside the door. Telling the forming elemental, "Guard the door, kill all you can, burn all you can." Shutting the door he turns back towards the rudders rope and Giffer's tool' kicking the dead boatswain.

two move actions: crushing the gem, closing the door.
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Keeping an ear out for the battle behind him, Elek picks up his estoc and sheathes it, then picks up the Quick Carver and applies it to the rudders heavy rope. 'I can't believe it's still wet!' Shaking the odd knife, Elek applies it to the rope again and it does nothing. Taking the knife away from the rope he blows on it, trying dry if off. Placing it back on the rope there is again no vibration. Holding the knife up and telling it. "Blasted tool, don't make tell Giffer you got lost while I swam back." Pressing the tool against the rope one last time, it started to cut. Giving a grim smile as he looked back at the door, "That's better, now let's hope we have enough time to finish."

so next round is retrieving the estoc, I guess as soon as he hears the door behind him start to open he dives out the opening into the water, whether the rope is cut or not.
Vibration Strength?: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (8) - 5 = 3
you have got to be kidding me, is this per round?
Vibration Strength?: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (7) - 5 = 2
unbelievable
Vibration Strength?: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (2) - 5 = -3
LOL, negative numbers...
Vibration Strength?: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (19) - 5 = 14
So the question is did the large fire elemental buy him 30 seconds. Once I realized it was going to waste three rounds, I thought I'd narrate. Of course if none of that happens, that works too.

A large fire elemental has reach and DR, and it's immune to critical hits. It's going to mow through the marines until officers and/or massed crossbow fire become involved.

Despite the Quick Carver's lack of cooperation, the massive elemental is more than capable of holding the door for quite some time. Once Giffer's tool finally dries out, it cuts through the thick tiller rope in a matter of seconds. You have an easy escape route via the opening you entered from, if you so desire.

Not quite first thing in the morning, but I needed some coffee before I started to think about it :)

'Thank Besmara.' Relieved that the quick carver finally started to work, Elek cuts through the rope, hopefully taking the ship out of commission for a long while. Smiling a toothy smile he mentally thanks the old shaman as he hears the yells and screams of the soldiers outside the door. Taking a few seconds he checks the body of the boatswain looking for anything that may help him, or of value. Chuckling to himself as he checks the mans pockets, after all he was still a pirate.

Realizing he didn't have the time, Elek Resists the urge to strip the mans uniform. The idea of having uniforms to sneak aboard ships appealed to him. The next time he was in port he'd be able to purchase a cheliaxian uniform that he wouldn't have to clean the blood out of. Moving quickly to the access hatch, he calls up his mantle and. leaning out the hatch, the wind to sustain it once he's outside. "Dìmàn Fēi" Reaching into his bandolier he withdraws the Invisibility potion he had been hanging on to. Pausing he commands "Tiānjiā fǎshù diǎn" so the wind would sustain itself. he then drinks the potion. Now invisible, he slips out the hatch calling to the wind to bear him aloft "Gāojǔ."

Flying up over the Man-O'-War he spies the deck, hoping that most of the guards had rushed below to fight the elemental. Watching for guards as he flies over, mentally making notes of their location in proximity to the helm and masts.

Since they could get to the door at anytime, I probably shouldn't take the actions for granted. Hmm so searched a body, one round; moving and a standard to cast mantle, a second round; a standard to call the wind and a move action to withdraw the potion, a third round; a move action to drink the potion and a standard to fly, a fourth round. If the soldiers get the door open before any of it, he's jumping out the hatch into the water and will finish while he swims. Once aloft taking 10 (18) on perception for the ship.

You may not want the boatswain's full uniform, but the gold-embroidered sash, epaulets, and bicorne hat make for fine trophies (and can be sold for 350gp). The man's axe is also of excellent quality (masterwork battleaxe).

Most of the guards have rushed to fight the rampaging fire elemental, but a half-dozen marines maintain their watch on the Dominator's poop deck. Another six marines guard the ship's forward section.

Having tucked the gold-embroidered sash and epaulets into pockets and placed the bicorne hat on his head, Elek is flying with the axe tucked under his arm as he flies over the deck. Getting a quick count of the soldiers on the fore and aft deck, Elek ponders to himself, 'What the hell.' Causing the wind to whip through over the ships deck hoping the noise will cover the sound of his landing, Elek quickly lands on the poop deck.

Landing behind one soldier and near the rail where it will be difficult to flank him and easy to retreat if necessary. He releases the axe from under his arm, so he can bring both weapons to bear. Before the axe can hit the ground he whispers "Hopefully this will hurt you more than it does me." He then becomes visible as the axe lands, and thrusts both weapons, the cursed harpoon hand and the keen estoc, at the mans spine.

move action land, free action releases axe. Two Weapon Attack: + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand, PA, TWF sneak, fatal thrust/+ 1 Keen Estoc PA, TWF sneak, fatal thrust,
harpoon: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 9 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 15 for damage: 1d4 + 2 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 4 + 4 = 14 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 5, 3) = 11 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10
Estoc: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 23 for damage: 2d4 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 1) + 4 + 4 = 13 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 1, 1) = 3 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7
confirm crit: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 15 for damage: 2d4 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (1, 1) + 4 + 4 = 10

Your estoc pierces the man's spine, and he drops limply to the deck.
Elek Initiative: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Marine Initiative: 11d20 + 55 ⇒ (20, 7, 16, 14, 7, 8, 16, 13, 17, 11, 10) + 55 = 194 (average 17ish)
The sound alerts the other marines, but it takes them a few seconds to find you - long enough for you to decide your next move.

You won initiative, so it's your round. XD

Can he tell what kind of armor they are wearing and what kind of weapons are they carrying?

'One less Chelaxian.' Watching the first guard fall, Elek realizes he needs to worry less about force and just hit. Moving forward, still keeping near the rail to make flanking more difficult he attacks the nearest soldier, slashing at his face with the cursed harpoon hand then stepping past and thrusting at his chest with the estoc.

move action (nearest marine). Two Weapon Attack: + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand, TWF sneak, fatal thrust/+ 1 Keen Estoc TWF sneak, fatal thrust,
harpoon: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 9 + 2 - 2 = 14 for damage: 1d4 + 2 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 4 + 4 = 11 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 1, 6) = 12 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 6) = 11
Estoc: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 9 + 1 - 2 = 23 for damage: 2d4 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 1) + 4 + 4 = 12 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 5) = 12 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8
confirm crit: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 9 + 1 - 2 = 15 for damage: 2d4 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 4) + 4 + 4 = 16 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 6, 5) = 15 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8

They're wearing half-plate and wielding a combination of boarding pikes, cutlasses, and light crossbows.

You drop another guard, but the others have their weapons drawn and aimed by now. A volley of crossbow bolts promptly heads you way.
Attacks: 6d20 + 3 ⇒ (2, 2, 9, 2, 2, 1) + 3 = 21 (hit AC 5, 5, 12, 5, 5, and an auto-miss)
The closest marines are swift to engage you in melee. Others begin to maneuver into flanking position.
Attacks: 2d20 + 5 ⇒ (19, 14) + 5 = 38 (hit AC 19 and a critical threat)
Confirm?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

New Round.

'Blast, I was hoping they would ignore the crossbows and come running this way, giving me a little more time.' Seeing the crossbow bolts headed his way, Elek tries to dance out of there way and manages to step into one of the cutlasses, slashing his right arm. Flinching he gives a fierce smile, "I just wanted to stop by and introduce myself before I left." Shifting his feet, he feints with the harpoon hand at the shoulder of the man who struck him, then changing the angle slashes at the soldier's side. "The name is Captain Kardforgató" He quickly thrusts the estoc at the other soldier who had attacked him. "Don't forget it boys." He then steps back towards the axe.

Feint + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand, Attack: + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand, PA, sneak, fatal thrust, TWF/+ 1 Estoc PA, TWF 5 ft step
feint: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 12 + 2 = 21
harpoon: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 9 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 10 for damage: 1d4 + 2 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 4 + 4 = 11 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 6) = 10 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 6) = 9
Estoc: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 13 for damage: 2d4 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 4) + 4 + 4 = 16

The marine deflects your blows and retaliates with one of his own.
Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
You reach the axe as another volley of bolts flies at you.
Attacks: 6d20 + 3 ⇒ (17, 1, 16, 5, 11, 14) + 3 = 67 (hit AC 20, 19, 8, 14, 17, and an auto-miss)

If you want, you can spend your next turn kicking the axe overboard and diving after it. I'll just need an Acrobatics check to avoid AoOs. Once in the water, you'll be quite safe due to the cloak of the manta ray. There'll be one more crossbow volley as you swim away, but between the darkness and the cover from the water, it's unlikely to hit.

Saluting with the estoc, Elek smiles a toothy smile. "It's been a pleasure boys. I'll be seeing you real soon." He kicks the axe overboard, then flinches towards the two soldiers followed with a wink. Shifting his arm to move the cloak off of his shoulder, he tumbles away from the two soldiers landing on his feet, he jumps up over the rail. Sheathing the estoc as he dives into the water near where he believes the axe would have hit.

acrobatics: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
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As he shifts into the shape of the Manta-Ray, he grasps hold of the falling axe, seeing the crossbow quarrels shooting through the water around him, he begins to swim back towards the 'Revenge.' After swimming a few hundred yards, he surfaces looking for the ship.

Crossbow bolts rain down as you swim away.
Attacks: 6d20 + 3 ⇒ (5, 18, 7, 17, 12, 7) + 3 = 69 (none were critical threats, so you're safe)
Once you're safely out of range, returning to the Banshee's Revenge is simple. The damage you've caused can be repaired in time, and your enemies are on high alert, but you've created an excellent window of opportunity for your vessel to escape.

Still 'wearing' the borne aloft mantle, when Elek reaches the 'Revenge' he calls up a wind lifting himself to the deck. Smiling at his crew he ignores the wound on his arm, moving quickly to the helm. "Miss Quinn order all hands on deck." Looking towards Giffer he extends the Quick Carver to her. "The blade didn't like the water at all, I had to climb into the wheelhouse." He gestures towards the Ballistas "Go ahead and get your crews on the Balistas, just in case." Turning to the helmsman, "Mr Ratsberger, we take her out to sea, stay as wide of that Man O' War as we can, don't need to give her a target for those catapults."

As all hands report to deck Elek looks to the east and the predawn, telling his crew. "I wounded her, and put her crew on edge." He smiled wide, "Left a fire elemental below decks for them to play with. So we've a chance to get away scot-free. Hoist the anchor, full sail let's get out of this Inlet back into the open sea." Lifting the boatswains hat off of his head waving it. "Mr Shortsone, raise the colors, let them see who set their teeth on edge." Speaking the name of the wind, "Fēng" he pushes the wind into the silk sails to get as much speed out of the inlet as is possible.

Calling over to the cabin boy, "Mr Scrimshaw." He hands the hat to the boy and takes the gold-embroidered sash and epaulets out of his pockets handing them to the boy as well. "Take these to my cabin, we'll determine what to do with them later." Lifting the axe he calls out, "Mr Bones I've got a present for you." Handing the weapon to the big man. "I know you've gotten used to the sword, but If my memory serves me right, you prefer an axe, well I've found a fine chelish one for you."

Watching for any reaction from the Man O' War, Elek tells Ratline, "Mr Rattsburger, head west and north, skirt around the Island and let's run the main coast line. Well see if Besmara gives us prize or two."

The Dominator is on full alert by the time your ship is visible, but they've underestimated your speed. They only have time for a single catapult shot, and it falls far short. By the time they've replaced their tiller rope, you'll be long gone. A humiliating defeat for the pirate hunter.

Before the night has run its course, a thick fog rolls in, reducing visibility to only a few yards. From the gloom comes the dull clanking of a rusted ship's bell somewhere nearby, echoing eerily in the fog. Suddenly, the hulk of a ship looms in the fog off the port bow. Its hull is rotten and stained black with age and rot. Before the mists swallow the ship once more, its name can momentarily be seen on its worm-eaten bow - Deathknell.
Knowledge (history): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
You've heard that name before in an old sea story. It's the vessel of the terrible Whalebone Pilk, who sails the seas in search of sailors to feed his ever-hungry crew and fuel his ghostly ship.

Feeling the thick fog roll in, Elek is about so summon the wind to clear the gloom away when he hears the clanking of a rusted ships bell. Moving from near the helm to the rail of the upper deck he peers off into the fog, forgetting about clearing it away. Seeing the worm-eaten bow and reading the Name of the ship, he pondered for a moment.

He had heard the name 'Deathknell' before, racking his brain he remembered bits of the story about Whalebone Pilk. Having dealt with undead before, he swallows the lump in his throat, and approaches Sandara. Speaking quietly, he asks, "Sandara, have you ever heard of Whalebone Pilk? That's his ship the 'Deathknell' it's said he searches for souls to feed his crew. If he comes after us, what can we do to be ready?"

Returning to the rail, Elek attempts to see or hear any more sign of the ship. Even calling to the crows nest. "Rogar Ironbeard, can you still see that ship?"

Just a little fluff, happy to have a conversation with Sandara. More concerned about time of day and whether the ghost ship is following us or not.

Sandara shakes her head. "Sounds like a tavern tale. Of course, such tales often contain a nugget of truth."

The reply from the crows nest: "Nay, Cap'n. She's vanished into the fog."

Frowning at Sandara's response, Elek lifted the cursed prosthetic, "This would sound like a tavern tale as well, If I weren't wearing it. We've seen undead ourselves, hopefully we won't see any more for a long while."

Elek returns to the gunwale, looking out to see for a moment. Seeing the ghost ship had spoiled his good mood from the victory over the Man O' War. But happy to have Firegrass Isle, behind, he tells Ratline, Mr Rattsberger, Mr Rattsburger, head west and north, skirt around the Island and let's run the main coast line. Well make way towards Cho-Tzu, see if Besmara gives us prize or two as we go."

?: 1d100 ⇒ 92

On the way to Cho-Tzu, you see a column of black smoke rising into the sky off to the east. No land is nearby, so it can only be a ship burning.

Seeing the smoke on the horizon, Elek picks up the spyglass attempting to get a better view, telling Ratline. "Mr Rattsberger give un an easterly heading towards the smoke." Calling aloud, "All hands on deck!"

Looking to his first mate, "Miss Quinn, please get a bucket brigade ready in case we can be of some assistance."

While still holding the spyglass, he whispers to the cursed prosthetic " Fēng" Calling up a strong wind, pushing it into the silk sails.

taking 10 (18) on perception watching the smoke through the spy glass

As you get closer, you see the source of the smoke. A Chelish naval cutter has defeated a brig in battle and set it afire. You can see a few bound prisoners being roughly escorted belowdecks as the flames begin to spread.

Seeing the cutter through the looking glass, Elek lowers the optics and begins giving order. "Battle stations ya lubbers! That's a Chelish naval cutter and I intend to take her."

Turning to Ratline, he steps near the helm, "Mr Rattsberger, I'll take the helm for a bit, but stay near, I intend to lead the assault." Taking hold of the wheel with his right hand, and thrusting the cursed prosthetic through the spokes, he focuses the wind on the silk sails.

Calling to his first mate, 'Sandara," He waives her over, and show her his shoulder. "I hadn't worried about this up until now. Do you think you can heal it for me?"

So giving chase? Can we roll for sailing?
sailor: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 12 + 2 = 32
sailor: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 12 + 2 = 32
sailor: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 12 + 2 = 23
sailor: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 12 + 2 = 31
sailor: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 12 + 2 = 24

You maneuver to have the sun at your back, allowing you to close in unnoticed by the Chelaxians. By the time your presence is revealed, you're already in grapple range. As your crew rushes aboard, you make a beeline for the captain. Several marines are in your path, but you're on them almost before they can react.
Elek Initiative: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Enemy Initiative: 4d20 + 20 ⇒ (15, 11, 8, 18) + 20 = 72 (average 18)
You have a higher modifier, though, so you'll act first. You also get a Surprise Round. The captain's a noncombatant, but there are four marines in your way, Once they've been dealt with, the ship is yours!

As they speed towards the cutter, Elek calls out, "I intend to take the Cutter, then help those swabs on the burning ship." Calling to "Giffer" "Master Gunner Tibbs, we've got the sun over our shoulder, they won't see us till it's too late. Once we've grappled 'em give 'em a barrage or iron shot." Looking towards his Master-at-arms, Elek points to the rail with the cursed harpoon hand. "Mr Rogers and Mr Bones, as soon as were within grappling distance. Everyone to the rail and we take that Chelish ship."

Pausing for a moment, he ponders, then calls out. "Ms Cusswell and Mr Shortsone would you join the First Mate and I on the upper deck." When the two crewmembers draw near, he explains to the three of them. "As soon as the battle is over I intend to fly to the burning ship and free the crew. I think we'll need all the magic we can muster to do it. I want you three to go with me. As soon as the ship is taken we'll fly to the brig and use what magic we can to keep the fire at bay while we free the crew."

He looks over to the Helmsman and his assistant, "Mr Rattsberger as soon as the Cutter has surrendered, order the ships boats lowered so we can go pick up that crew." Gesturing towards Ulfric he adds. "Mr Ironbeard you and your brother stay close. As soon as those boats are lowered take what crew you need to get them over to that Brig. We'll be having the crew jump in the water, but I don't know if they'll be in good enough shape to swim." Nearing the ship, he tells the cursed prosthetic, " Dìmàn putting a mantle on himself.
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As the crew throws the grapples and Tibbs orders the ballista's to fire at point blank range, Elek releases the helm to Ratline. Winking at the helmsman, he calls on the name of the wind, "Fēng Gāojǔ" asking it to bear him aloft. Drawing his estoc as he flies over, seeing the captain surrounded by four chelish guards. He lands on the deck, in the peripheral of the nearest guard. Attacking him viciously with both cursed harpoon hand and estoc. Announcing his presence, "If you surrender you may live through this day."

move action, flight over attack Two Weapon Attack: + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand, PA, TWF sneak, fatal thrust,/+ 1 Estoc TWF sneak, fatal thrust,
harpoon: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 9 + 2 - 2 = 17 for damage: 1d4 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 4 = 7 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 4) = 12 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8
Estoc: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 9 + 1 - 2 = 15 for damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 4 = 9 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 3, 5) = 10 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 3) = 5
yikes, if these guys are armored like the soldiers on the other ship, both of those missed.

Your blades bounce off armor, and the battle is joined! "More brigands? You will be defeated just as easily, and your ship will join theirs below the waves."
Boarding Pike: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17 Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Cutlass: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Meanwhile, your crew charges the Chelish marines. They're well-equipped, but battle fatigue should help your people turn the tide.

"Brigand? I prefer the term Pirate!" Dodging the boarding pike, "But you'll do no such thing to us or the 'Banshee's Revenge'." Parrying the cutlass with his estoc, he calls on the full destructive power of the curse and the wild magic of the fey witches. ”Pòhuài lì, Kuángcháo, Tiānjiā fǎshù diǎn." thrusting the cursed harpoon at the Boarding pike wielder. Feeling the cursed weapon strike true, he looks at the captain as he step back to avoid being flanked. "Last chance captain, surrender and you live."

standard: attack + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand (Charisma damage), Power attack, destructive blast, wild magic, spell point, crafted blast: piercing 5 ft step.
attack: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 9 + 2 - 2 = 26 for damage: 1d4 + 2 + 4 + 4 + 4d6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 4 + 4 + (6, 5, 4, 3) = 30

All unattended flammable objects within close range of the caster are set on fire.

Looks like the Chelaxians get a taste of their own medicine. XD

Flames erupt around you as your opponent is immolated. The captain takes a step back with horror in her eyes. "What...are you?" The other marines attack desperately in hopes of defeating you before you unleash more destruction.
Cutlass: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Cutlass: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21 Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

His eyes wide Elek gives a wolfish smile. "My name is Elek Kardforgató and whatever I am you can thank Captain Salisfer a Chelaxian like yourself."

Paying too much attention to the stupefied captain and the immolated opponent, Elek did not parry the incoming cutlass fast enough and paid the price in blood. Shifting his feet into the stance 'Artful' taught him, Elek feinted with the cursed harpoon hand thrusting towards the shoulder of the soldier that cut him. Then at the last moment he slashed at the mans face. Quickly sidestepping, he thrust the estoc at the other soldier who had missed.

Feint + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand, Attack: + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand, PA, sneak, fatal thrust, TWF/+ 1 keen Estoc PA, TWF
feint: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 12 + 2 = 32
harpoon: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 9 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 15 for damage: 1d4 + 2 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 4 + 4 = 12 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 5) = 13 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7
Estoc: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 25 for damage: 2d4 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 4) + 4 + 4 = 15
crit: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 22 for damage: 2d4 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 4) + 4 + 4 = 14

You bring down another marine. The captain is looking progressively more intimidated as the battle continues, but her bodyguards are loyal and continue to fight.
Cutlass: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Cutlass: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Glaring at the captain. Elek growls; "You've caused the death of two of your guards. How many more must I kill until you surrender?" Blood flings across the deck as he jerks the Estoc loose from the falling soldier. Setting his feet, Elek feints at the soldier on his left with the cursed prosthetic. Slashing towards his groin then thrusting the blade into his gut. While he steps between the two soldiers and drives the tip of the estok in the small gap under the right hand guards armpit into his ribcage.

Feint + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand, Attack: + 2 Fey-forged Hook Hand, PA, sneak, fatal thrust, TWF/+ 1 Keen Estoc PA, TWF
feint: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 12 + 2 = 29
harpoon: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 9 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 22 for damage: 1d4 + 2 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 4 + 4 = 13 SA: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 3) = 11 FT: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8
Estoc: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 24 for damage: 2d4 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 4) + 4 + 4 = 15
crit: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 24 for damage: 2d4 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 4 + 4 = 13

Your swift dispatch of her two remaining guards causes the captain to promptly surrender. As she does, you hear screams from the other ship as the flames continue to spread. If you want to save the crew, there isn't much time remaining.

Hearing the screams from the other ship, Elek curses, "Blast!" Glaring at the ships captain, he points the bloody estoc at the deck. "You stay right there." Turning towards the ships deck, he locates his second in command. "Ms Quinn, secure this vessel." Seeing Syl nearby, he adds, pointing to the captain. "Ms Lonegan, keep an eye on this one if you please." Glaring at the captain again for good measure, he commands the cursed prosthetic "Fēi"

As he takes off, he calls to the 'Revenge' "Mr Ironbeard get those ships boats in the water!" Flying over to the burning ship, he commands the cursed prosthetic to bring rain to help disrupt the flames. "Yǔ" Also telling the harpoon hand " Tiānjiā fǎshù diǎn" using some of the inate magic to keep the rain coming without him concentrating. He pulls his mothers silk scarf from his forehead down over his nose, to keep from inhaling smoke. As he lands he begins to look for a hatch leading to the hold.

spent a spell point on the rain. Not sure how many rounds to call the wind, fly over and tell it to rain. Will take 10(18) on perception looking for the hatch

Your crewmates move to secure the Chelish ship as you fly to the other vessel. As the rain begins to fall, you find the hatch leading to the hold. A piece of broken mast is on top of it, preventing the crew from escaping. Inside the hold, there's no way to get the leverage necessary to move it aside, but from on deck, you can probably do so with a bit of creativity and extra force.

After checking the carrying capacity chart, if you remove your backpack and such, you're about 30 pounds shy. Downside of a low Strength. :-( Fortunately, even a small circumstance bonus will do the trick.

Pausing for a second, Elek moves towards the far end of the broken mast. Coughing through the silk scarf, he remembered Callistro had told him the curse could make him Lord of the Wind. Calling out to the wind for an updraft. "Shàngshēng qìliú." To make the updraft strong and to keep it blowing he invested more of the cursed prosthetics innate magic.

As the wind whipped around him, pushing upward on the far end of the broken mast, he picked up a long plank. Jamming the plank under the broken mast, he planted his feet and leaned into it with all of strength, trying to dislodge the large piece of wood.

Wind lord, Updraft, two spell points, one to make it stronger one so he doesn't have to concentrate on the wind, used a large plank as a lever.
Do we need a str roll if so what kind of modifier for the plank and the updraft?

With the wind aiding you, dislodging the heavy chunk of mast becomes possible. It takes over a minute, but you're eventually able to move it enough to throw open the hatch. Immediately, the trapped crew begin climbing out. There are fourteen in total, dressed like Shackles pirates.

Relieved to see the crewmen climbing out of the hold, Elek pulls his silk scarf down so they can see his face. Pointing his cursed harpoon hand towards the gunwale. "Into the water now. I've got ships boats on the way." Grabbing one of the first sailors, he asks. "Is this everyone? Is there anything else worth grabbing before it all burns?"

Are they tied up? What kind of condition are they in?

The crew are bruised and battered but, other than some smoke inhalation and other minor injuries, are in good shape. Sandara should be able to fix them up in no time. "Nobody else. We're all that's left once the slaughter stopped."

There's no time to search the ship, but you'd be surprised if there's anything of value left aboard after the Chelish finished looting. The real question is, what to do with their ship and crew....

Nodding at the mans response, Elek warns them, "I'll dive in the water and keep you safe until the ships boats get here for you." He gives a quirky smile, releasing the wind and the rain. "But be warned, my shape will change." As he dives in the water he transforms into the manta ray, swimming below them watching the ship go down. When the dwarf brothers arrive with the ships boats, Elek climbs out of the water into one of the boats as well. Telling the Ironbeard brothers, "Brothers Ironbeard, Take these sailors back to the 'Revenge.' and get them cared for."

"Gāojǔ" Speaking the command aloud, he flies back to the captured ship. Landing near where Syl and Sandara were watching the captain. Looking from his crew to the captured captain, Elek gives a wolfish smile. "Captain, I'd have your name and the name of your ship."

Then calling to Artful he asks, "Mr Rogers, how many souls have we taken prisoner?" Then looking towards Bonnie he asks, "Ms Blades, how much booty have we taken?"

After his officers provide the information he turns to the captain, addressing her by name, he gives the same wolfish smile. "Ma'am the fate of your crew is in your hands." He continues, "I am Elek Kardforgató my parents were Sikandar and Cassandra Kardforgató he was the captain of the "Banshee" and she it's cleric. We were captured by a Chelish pirate hunter like yourself. They were hanged and the crew was sold into slavery." He lifts up the cursed prosthetic. "I was tossed overboard after they cut off my hand for thievery."

"Since these are punishments dealt by the Chelish navy, their Punishments fit for them as well. Being their officer which do you recommend? Slavery, hanging or dismemberment and drowning?" He cocks his head, waiting. "If you can't decide I'll be forced to choose for you."

Your crew has taken ten marines captive in addition to the captain. "I'm Captain Cyvantris Tisserond of the Famished Mane. Perhaps you've heard of me. None of the listed options are appealing, so I'd recommend another: Sail away. If you're lucky, when you're inevitably caught, I'll try to get you a lesser sentence."

Has he heard of her?
knowledge: civ or martial or lore: ancestor: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Snorting, "Well Captain Tisserond of the Famished Mane If I am taking other options, maybe I should ask the fourteen pirates I freed from the burning ship what they would do with you and your marines."

He looks towards Bonnie, "How much Plunder were they hauling and how long will take to get it aboard the 'Revenge'?"

Looking to Sandara, he ordered, "Ms Quinn, pick twenty crew get them ready do sail this tub. We'll select or destination in a bit." Looking to Artful, "Mr Rogers, get these marines out of their armor and in chains. Put them in the hold." He looks to the ships boats returning, "And don't let any of our new friends lay a hand on them, at least not until I say."

He looks back towards the captain pondering what to do with her and hers.

Pirate hunters aren't known for carrying much booty aboard, but the armament and stores can be sold for a quick profit.
1 point of plunder

You've never heard of either Captain Tisserond or the Famished Mane. That likely means neither is particularly noteworthy.

Turning to Syl, Elek asks, "Ms Lonegan, would you see that Cyvantris makes it to the upper deck of the 'Revenge', unharmed of course." As Syl leads the captain to the other boat, he turns to Sandara. "Lay in behind the 'Revenge.' We still sail to Cho-Tzu but we'll run up the coast so our guest won't know where were headed. We'll sell this tub there." He looks off into the horizon. "Maybe we'll get lucky and catch another fish, while were out."

Telling the cursed prosthetic, "Fēi" he flew to the upper-deck of his ship landing beside the captain of the other ship. Resting his hand on Ratline's shoulder. "Mr Rattsberger, east by north east, sail towards the coast." As they come within sight of the coastline, Elek smiles. "Excellent Mr Rattsberger, cut north, follow the coast line."

Calling to his Master-at-Arms, "Mr Rogers and Mr Bones bring up the first prisoner." As the first chelish marine is dragged to the deck. "Gentlemen, please remove his bonds and chuck him overboard." As the two toss the marine off of the 'Revenge' Elek turns to the captured captain. "I hope your marines can swim."

About every ten minutes Elek had another marine brought above deck and thrown overboard to the cheers of his crew. He knew some of the marines might not make it to shore. He also knew that with no equipment the may not survive the dawn or make it out of the jungles alive. But their lives were placed in Besmara's hands, just as his had been. That was all he was willing to give them.

Having tossed all of marines overboard, Elek looked at former chelish captain and asks, "Well Cyvantris, you don't mind if I call you Cyvantris do you?" He smiled, not waiting for her to answer. "Any last words before I send you to Besmara's warm embrace?"
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After dealing with the captain, Elek turned to Ratline. "Mr Rattsberger, please return our course to Cho-Tzu I've heard they have a substantial Tian-Sing population, and I'd like to get my Lamellar armor replaced."

Anything interesting happen before they get to Cho-Tzu?

?: 1d100 ⇒ 95

On the way to Cho-Tzu, your lookout spots a fishing trawler riding low in the water, heeling several degrees to port. It's obviously taking on water. The sails flap loosely from the yards, and a fishing net drags in the water over the starboard side.

Seeing the fishing trawler, Elek finds himself curious, but it is pirate waters, so no reason not to be cautious as well. Telling Ratline, "Mr Rattsberger, hard to port, put us beside that trawler." Stepping to the rail, he speaks to 'Artful.' "Mr Rogers, this may well be a trap. Would you and Mr Bones prepare the crew to repel boarders or rescue fishermen, which ever is needed." After giving orders he lifts the spyglass, pointing it at the trawler, attempting to determine what is going on.

Taking 10(18) on perception using the spy glass attempting to determine the situation.

As you cautiously approach, you can see a breach in the hull on the port side just above the waterline. Waves are slowly swamping the boat as a result. The davits that held a small dinghy at the stern are empty, and you can see the dinghy deep underwater, slowly sinking.

Wondering what caused the breach in the hull, Elek calls to Giffer, "Master Gunner Tibbs, get men on you ballista's something attacked that boat, and it may have been big." Moving to rail nearest the sinking vessel, "And put that big brain of yours to work helping Mr Cogward figure out if we can patch it before it sinks." Seeing where Artful had the men ready he commanded. "Keep 'em ready."

Turning he tells Ratline, "Mr Rattsberger, hold her steady, I'm going to inspect the dinghy, be ready for an ambush. I'll wager this is a trap." Telling his cursed harpoon hand "Chéngwéi dàpào" he dives in the water as he draws his estoc with his right hand as the left transforms. In the form of a Manta ray, he propels down towards the sinking dinghy, keeping a keen eye out as he ponders what kind of creatures would make this sort of attack.

Taking 10(18) on perception while doing knowledge check. Would arcane, civilization, engineering , martial or lore ancestors help here? There all +9.
knowledge: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11Booooo

There's a hole in the bottom of the dinghy. However, you find no sign of the occupants.

Is there any salvaging the fishing boat?

Leaving the dinghy, Elek swims back up to the 'Revenge' climbing up the cargo net. Once on board he asks, "Mr Rogers any sign of any threats?" Turning to Giffer he asks, "Master Gunner Tibbs, any chance we can salvage that trawler?"

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As he waits for his officers opinions, Elek mused aloud. "I wonder if they got hit by slavers."