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Flawless, indeed... the entertainment on this ship has been quite refreshing. Wavebreak Haven was fun as well, but he lost the prop wooden sword. He must have left it in someone's room. It had his name on it and everything!
The sprite glows a dim blue as he wakes up, checks his gear, bids goodbye to his gambling buddies, and mounts his wolf companion, who cannot wait to get on the deck. Nilaglade flutters up to the door and opens it long enough for Deroff to get some fresh air, then he follows and closes the door back.
His wings grew back, and they're strong enough for small bursts of movement. He misses flying up to someone's eye level to curse them out or kiss them. He's finally healing some of the physical damage from his exile.
He rides Deroff right up to the Venture-Captain. "Huh, a leshy. Pirate?" he observes the hat on the cap and shrugs. "I'm Nilaglade. This is my friend, Deroff. Good to meet you."
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After what must have been a slight interruption Eddie continues, scratching their cap in slight confusion "Pirate? Where? Who?" They look around slowly and carefully, not making the connection between their own pirate hat and the question.
They do however, like always, try to make friends, especially with things that have large teeth and claws. It makes for a solid survival skill.
"Does Der..off like wet leaves? Hrmm.. probably not.. maybe some earth worms?" They dig through their pockets, pulling a worm squirming from the mass of half rotten leaves.
Deroff sniffs the worm, looks at Nilaglade. He shrugs. "It's a peace offering."
Deroff looks back at Eddie.
Deroff licks up the worm and gobbles it in one gulp.
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A halfling man, a couple of inches over 3'has been chilling out on deck for a good portion of the journey.
He's very handsome with curly hair and excellent sideburns. He wears a red jacket, frilled white shirt and dark trousers along with shiny boots.
"Hello Nilaglade, it's been a while. Anyone fancy some cheese and wine?"
He produces a bottle of chilled white and room temperature red, six glasses and a wrapped selection of cheese and charcuterie.
"I'm Eldon if we've not met. Eldon Goodbarrell."
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The cocky short-haired woman in a colourful vest lowers herself from the ropes between the Flawless Diamond's sails. "FINALLY! Back at sea." she shouts to nobody in particular as she happily claps her hands, approaching the group.
"Nilaglade, Eldon, Deroff..." she leans over to give Deroff some scratches. "Did you eat dirt, boy? Breathe at me..."
She makes a grimace. "Nilaglade, your dog's been eating... something earthy. On a ship, nonetheless. Yeah I'll take some cheese." she looks at Eldon, then stands up straight, takes a piece of cheese, and looks at the new talent. "Ysoldt." she extends a hand to shake while holding the cheese in the other. "A pleasure!"
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"I said keep it steady!" Captain Thernalore Vamys barks at the undine workers on the shore as the Flawless Diamond begins to drift. Wavebreak Haven is small, with only a few dozen buildings visible further inland. The dockworkers panic as the ship’s hull collides with the pier, battered bushels of palm fronds failing to completely cushion the impact. "Now look," Thernalore leans over the rail and inhales deeply, ready to chastise the inexperienced crew, before she sees a familiar face approaching the ship.
"The Society will reimburse you for any damages, captain." The authority of Venture-Captain Rashmivati Melipdra puts an end to the turmoil. The middle-aged Vudrani woman carries herself with the upright posture of a martial artist as she moves to meet the ship, though she does have trouble finding purchase with her cane as she crosses the sand. Meleeka Sanvara, a muscular monk in tan robes , runs ahead of the venture-captain with a gangplank.
"Greetings, Pathfinders. As you can see, we are in dire need of experienced volunteers. But I’m getting ahead of myself." Meleeka helps the venture-captain onto the deck of the ship before stepping aside to allow several dockhands room to begin unloading cargo. "The Society has enjoyed a mutually beneficial relationship with the Monastery of Unbreaking Waves since—"
A scream from the shore interrupts the briefing. A porter claws at the blood-soaked sand as he is dragged into the sea with a trident in his chest. A battle cry drowns out the victim’s screams as several scaly raiders emerge from the bloody brine, charging with teeth and spears. The shore erupts into chaos, and the Venture-Captain calls out over the din of battle to establish order.
"Pathfinders," Melipdra turns and gestures toward the carnage. "Protect the porters! Meleeka and I will lead the monks in defense of the ship and stop the sea devils from reaching the settlement! Hurry!"
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A fishman with some blue coral on its scales walks up to a dockhand and bites and claws him.
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COMBAT TRACKER
Round: 1
Tactical Map
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Those with ** may go
Blue
**Kyra - AC 19, 32/32
**Ysoldt - AC 20, 35/35
**Eddie - AC 18, 38/38
**Eldon - AC 18, 27/27
**Nilaglade - AC 22, 39/39; Deroff AC 18, 30/30
Red
Dockhands
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"I'd love some wine." Nilaglade pulls out a thimble the size of his torso as pandemonium breaks out.
"Deroff, get me over there." The wolf moves carefully across the plank, towards the dockworkers. "Hey, you three. Move on away from here. I'll get your friend."
Nilaglade fires a... warning shot at the Blue-scaled beast. "Hey! Pick on someone your own size!"
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Kyra looks out at the shore, and sees the distance is too far to reach quickly. She starts chanting praise to Sarenrae to protect that poor porter, and an image of a scimitar appears next to him, striking out at the sea creature.
◆◆ Spiritual weapon targeting sea creature on shore (within 120')
◆ Draw scimitar and be ready to react to any borders
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Nilaglade and Deroff run down to the docks. Nilaglade tries to distract Blue with an arrow but misses. Kyra summons a scimitar and has it slash at Blue but also misses. Eddie, however, has better success as his snowball hits Blue in the back of the head.
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COMBAT TRACKER
Round: 1
Tactical Map
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Those with ** may go
Blue (-9)
Kyra - AC 19, 32/32
**Ysoldt - AC 20, 35/35
Eddie - AC 18, 38/38
**Eldon - AC 18, 27/27
Nilaglade - AC 22, 39/39; Deroff AC 18, 30/30
Red
Dockhands
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Eldon shoots a fiery ray at Blue and catches him in the back. Blue is looking really ragged from the two hits it has taken but is still fighting.
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COMBAT TRACKER
Round: 1
Tactical Map
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Those with ** may go
Blue (-20)
Kyra - AC 19, 32/32
**Ysoldt - AC 20, 35/35
Eddie - AC 18, 38/38
Eldon - AC 18, 27/27
Nilaglade - AC 22, 39/39; Deroff AC 18, 30/30
Red
Dockhands
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Ysoldt sends a stone at Blue and bounces it off its head.
A fishman with some red coral on its scales swims up until it's 10 feet away from Eddie and tries to poke him with its spear.
The dockhands realize that now's their chance and they all run for it.
Blue moves away from Kyra's Spiritual Weapon and moves to attack with jaw and claw.
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COMBAT TRACKER
Round: 2
Tactical Map
After Your Turn:
DC 15 Flat Check vs Persistent Bleed: Eddie
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Those with ** may go
Blue (-23)
**Kyra - AC 19, 32/32
**Ysoldt - AC 20, 35/35
**Eddie - AC 18, 16/38 (1d4 Persistent Bleed)
**Eldon - AC 18, 27/27
**Nilaglade - AC 22, 39/39; Deroff AC 18, 30/30
Red (Frenzy, +1 atk w/Jaws & Claws, +4 dmg w/ Jaws & Claws, temp hp: 7/7)
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Deroff removes Blue's head before taking Nilaglade back up the dock. Nilaglade sends two arrows at the remaining fish man and hits with the first.
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COMBAT TRACKER
Round: 2
Tactical Map
After Your Turn:
DC 15 Flat Check vs Persistent Bleed: Eddie
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Those with ** may go
**Kyra - AC 19, 32/32
**Ysoldt - AC 20, 35/35
**Eddie - AC 18, 16/38 (1d4 Persistent Bleed)
**Eldon - AC 18, 27/27
Nilaglade - AC 22, 39/39; Deroff AC 18, 30/30
Red (-1; Frenzy, +1 atk w/Jaws & Claws, +4 dmg w/ Jaws & Claws, temp hp: 0/7)
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"You do NOT get to come and murder people!"
Eddie looks wide eyed down into the water, spear sticking out of their chest. They hurriedly shuffle off the dock and onto the sand, putting as much distance between the sea devil and themselves. A trail of clear fluid leaks from the spear's punctures. "Ow, fungal spirits, fix me please."
Clutching their fetish a wash of healing moisture heals wounds.
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Eddie heals himself before getting out of dodge.
Eldon sends a fiery snowball () which hits Red right on his back.
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COMBAT TRACKER
Round: 2
Tactical Map
After Your Turn:
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Those with ** may go
**Kyra - AC 19, 32/32
**Ysoldt - AC 20, 35/35
Eddie - AC 18, 38/38
Eldon - AC 18, 27/27
Nilaglade - AC 22, 39/39; Deroff AC 18, 30/30
Red (-13; Frenzy, +1 atk w/Jaws & Claws, +4 dmg w/ Jaws & Claws, temp hp: 0/7)
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Kyra's mystical sword opens a neat slice in the fish man's back but Ysoldt's rock misses high. Red moves onto the pier and attacks
The fish man seems to be in some sort of ecstasy as he chomps on Deroff.
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COMBAT TRACKER
Round: 3
Tactical Map
After Your Turn:
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Those with ** may go
**Kyra - AC 19, 32/32
**Ysoldt - AC 20, 35/35
**Eddie - AC 18, 38/38
**Eldon - AC 18, 27/27
**Nilaglade - AC 22, 39/39; Deroff AC 18, 15/30
Red (-21; Frenzy, +1 atk w/Jaws & Claws, +4 dmg w/ Jaws & Claws, temp hp: 0/7)
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Deroff yelps and Nilaglade grimaces in return. He would retreat but Ysoldt is flanking with Deroff.
"We're going to filet you with a nice slice of lemon and tartar sauce!"
Whether the creature listens to him or not, he takes a few shots.
Deroff barely needs Nilaglade to ask him to bite back.
He's too eager for the first bite but he redirects his aim.
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Nilaglade tries to threaten the fish man with tartar sauce but the creature just stares blankly at him, the threat going over its head. His first arrow hits but Deroff bites the fish man's face off, ending the fight.
As the last sea devil falls, Meleeka finishes of her opponent with a fiery punch. Several Vudrani monks and other inhabitants arrive soon after, including Melipdra and Rirzik. They report that the remaining sea devils have been defeated and the settlement is safe. Venture-Captain Melipdra produces two minor healing potions and hands it over to you. One of the dockhands comes forward and hands you a scrimshaw whistle made of Dragon Turtle ivory. "W-w-we thank you for saving us. It's not much but it's all we have."
"Only one? You’ve been bested, Meleeka," Melipdra finishes dressing a wounded porter while gesturing toward her assistant. The martial artist drops the smoldering remains of a sea devil’s torso into the sand and returns to the pier to rummage through the scattered crates. The venture-captain continues the briefing. "Like I was saying, the Society has enjoyed a mutually beneficial relationship with the Monastery of Unbreaking Waves. The local undines have made great strides in rebuilding the monastery since we defeated the undead responsible for the school’s disappearance.
But the tradition now faces a new threat. An incursion of sea devils is attacking the monastery. You might know them as sahuagin. I was told that the monastery needed our help, but to see a shiver of this size make it to Wavebreak Haven means the situation must already be dire. We must come to the aid of the Unbreaking Waves, now!" She gestures to the surf, where a short figure is soothing several half-horse, halffish creatures. "Rirzik here will escort you by hippocampus to the underwater monastery, where Grandmaster Remendi is organizing the resistance."
Rirzik steps forward, smoothing his turquoise eyebrows, and takes a deep breath, "I have enough hippocampi for everyone. They were a little spooked by all the noise, but I calmed them down."
"And the Society came through with the supplies!" Meleeka interrupts, hauling several large bags across her shoulders as she rejoins the group on the beach. "There are enough potions and fins for each of you. I wish I could join you, but as my fire burns brighter on dry land, I think I’ll be better off seeing to the defense up here."
Melipdra rests a hand on her agent’s shoulder in reassurance. "There is more to a battlefield than the front lines. Support our allies on the shore however you can, and remember to not lose sight of the bigger picture. Helping our allies means helping to preserve a still largely undocumented tradition. We must not let the Unbreaking Waves become another casualty of this senseless violence."
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[spoiler=Kyra/Nilaglade]
Sea devils are aggressive amphibious humanoids who rule hierarchical empires from Golarion’s oceans to the Plane of Water. Despite their strictly regimented culture, sea devils are known to lose control at the scent of blood and enter a violent frenzy.
Meleeka hands each of you four Potions of Water Breathing. There are enough for each of you, including your animal companions. She also hands you a pair of swim fins. She asks that the fins and unused potions be returned at the end of the mission.
"Do you have any other questions before you depart?"
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"So long, fish face." Nilaglade pets Deroff. "That's a nasty bite you got there."
"Hopefully that helps a bit."
The athletic monks catch Nilaglade's attention. "Of course we'll help. I'm in the mood for fish, anyway." He spends a little bit too much time checking out their physique. "Deroff could use some swim practice- he's out of shape. Someone keeps managing to get his hand on some snacks."
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One of the dockhands comes forward and hands you a scrimshaw whistle made of Dragon Turtle ivory. "W-w-we thank you for saving us. It's not much but it's all we have."
Eddie quickly accepts the token of appreciation, biting on it gently, as they've seen done with such shinies. "Its not round, but it looks neat." They blow the whistle at numerous intervals and sound levels, getting louder and louder each time. In return Eddie hands them each a fistful of composted leaves, worms still wriggling. "Lunch!" They cradle the whistle and walk over to Meleeka and her bags of things.
"We're swimming in the water? And this bottle let's us breath ok? Hmm... and these long shoes help swim? Hmm..." They start processing things.. slowly.
Finally Eddie comes to a conclusion "Is this monastery only filled with water breathers? What do we do if the fish potion stops working?"
Eddie offers up some magical june berries to Deroff "Eat, yum!" Before looking at Nilaglade sheepishly.
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When the last creature drops, Ysoldt runs towards Deroff. "Come here, boy! Did they bite you?" she uses a slightly lower and more excited voice to talk to the pooch. "But you got them back, right? So it's all good. Who's a good boy? WHO? You are!"
She continues the pet talk while she carefully cleans the canine's wounds.
As she does so, she keeps one ear open towards Meleeka. "Once we managed to swim there, what are we to do exactly? Clear out? Help fortify? Observe and catalogue? I'm confused. Or should we simply report to this Remendi fellow?"
After Deroff seems fine, Ysoldt looks at the fins, and steps next to Kyra. "I mean... It depends on whether you prefer dolphin or shark style of swim. And how well can you wiggle that..." she pauses. "Erm. Tush." she finishes sheepishly.
"Just put them on, it should help with speed in water, I guess."
She pauses.
"You can all swim, right? What about Deroff?"
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Sea devils are aggressive amphibious humanoids who rule hierarchical empires from Golarion’s oceans to the Plane of Water. Despite their strictly regimented culture, sea devils are known to lose control at the scent of blood and enter a violent frenzy.
The sea is calm as the hippocampi diligently follow Rirzik’s lead, diving beneath the waves. The temperate waters are clear enough to see the monastery only minutes after leaving the shore, a sprawling complex of over two dozen buildings flanking a precipitous bubbling trench. Impressive gardens of colorful seaweed and coral dot the landscape in labyrinthine paths. The pristine trails are ominously deserted. All signs of life are concentrated around the tallest structure at the center of the monastery—the great hall, carved out of twisting stone accented with glowing sapphires. About fifteen minutes after leaving the shore, the hippocampi reach the doorway, where a trio of undine monks stand watch. The youngest swims before Rirzik’s hippocampus and holds out his hand. The mount bucks as the guard refuses to step aside.
Rirzik quickly defuses the tense situation by explaining that you are Pathfinders. The attitude of the guards immediately and visibly shifts as they bow and gesture you to the central building. Rirzik departs with the hippocampi, while the guard leads you past the foyer of the school to meet with Grandmaster Remendi and her wife Zulfibha .
A sprawling elliptical arena has been converted into a makeshift war room. A swirling roil of bubbles and currents fills the center of the fighting pit, flanked by a pair of undines meditating on its churning eddies. Within the confines of the sphere float numerous colorful coral figurines in a three-dimensional map of the monastery and surrounding areas. A school of tiny, colorful fish swims into the room. The figurines on the map begin to move as the fish whisper to the undines, several of the coral lumps are forcefully ejected into a half-filled net near the ceiling.
"Pathfinders," a stern voice calls out from the other side of the arena. Grandmaster Remendi takes only a moment to look away from her work before returning to watching the sphere. "I wish I could properly receive you, but I’m afraid we don’t have any time to spare. Excuse me."
Remendi turns to Zulfibha with a raised brow, muttering to her wife while focusing on the movement of the coral. In response, Zulfibha raises a religious symbol of Gozreh, and a small cod zips to her shoulder. After a few short words, the fish darts out of the room. Remendi turns to an anxious merfolk on the other side of the arena. "And you can send the supplies to Afmari!"
"Excuse me," Remendi says as the merfolk glides out of the arena. "I’ll try to make this brief. The sea devils are beginning to converge. We’ve been able to hold them off on the open waters, but our forces are stretched too thin to handle concerns away from the front lines. We need an elite team capable of responding quickly as the silt clears. Your performance at Wavebreak Haven has proven your skills."
A cuttlefish speeds past and whispers a message directly to Remendi, breaking her train of thought as she pounds her desk with a clenched fist.
"I’ve received your first mission. Rirzik will guide you and we will keep in contact. Please, for the sake of our school and our students, help us defend the Unbreaking Waves!"
"Our intelligence has confirmed sea devils and sharks," Remendi says. "But the exact details of other threats are difficult to confirm given the variety of sea life in the region and unpredictable cunning of our enemy."
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Remendi, or a pilot fish sent by one of Zulfibha’s animal messenger spells, directs you to a supply depot on the outskirts of the monastery’s grounds.
"The Flawless Diamond is en route to a supply depot protected by a small enclave of merfolk. A seer among them reports worrying signs. We promised to protect them, but don’t forget to protect the supplies as well!"
The hippocampi speed through tall rows of kelp and reed fish farms as they race toward the settlement. Rirzik points up to a shadow on the surface, the shadow of Flawless Diamond making its way toward the rendezvous point. The guide turns his head to call out, only to freeze in place as a haunting roar sweeps across the ocean floor.
"Dragon turtle!" Rirzik screams as an enormous dragon glides over the seafloor at breakneck speed, a group of hapless sea devils clinging desperately to its rocky shell. The wounded beast charges toward the supply ship in a feral frenzy, smashing its sea devil riders against the splintering hull. Shattering the timbers of the speeding vessel, the dragon’s impact sends shock waves across the fields of kelp. The ship splits in two, cargo spills forth as the wreckage spirals out of control. Merfolk beneath the disaster can only look up in panicked awe as the debris plummets toward their home.