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Baolus hears the conversation quietly and soon after makes as many "good luck" signs as he can.
With the halfling down and the half-orc between himself and Sven, Baolus attacks with both his hook and a kick.
Noticing the danger that the half-orc represented with his weapon, Baolus tries to disarm him before kicking him.
Once the melee starts, Baolus maneuvers around the half-orc, intending to flank him with Sven eventually.
Baolus helps as he can, eager to board the new ship.
I'm with Madiya in this. Mechanically, yes, Sven could take care of it with an adamantine weapon... but cinematically, siege weapons would be nicer.
Having nothing do to in the meantime, Baolus simply looks around, agitated and twitching his grappling hook in his hand.
While moving around the ship and helping the crew to collect the weapons of the defeat sailors, Baolus takes a look on the doors and trapdoors, looking for traps.
Knowing that Sven as a beast in combat, Baolus continues to trip the marines around him.
Baolus continues to try to trip the marines, making the fight easier for them.
Baolus follows Sven and boards the enemy vessel, landing besides him. He then attacks with his grappling hook, intending to trip one of the sailors.
Well, I'm still waiting for that map...
Just waiting on the map so I can post. As a rogue, position is really important for Sneak Attacks.
Having nothing to do, Baolus awaits patiently for the ships to align...
During the last two days, Baolus takes advantage of the time in land to properly exercise, running as much as he can and lifting some weight to maintain his shape. Once Sven announces the presence of potential profit, Baolus reveals to be anxious about boarding and fighting once more.
GMs, I was wondering, what are your thoughts about the retraining rules, since we have plenty of downtime? I'm mostly interested in beefing up by getting more hp, but perhaps will change a feat in the future...
In a bad mood for celebrations or anything else, Baolus confines himself in the galley and only emerges when he has a very nice meal, just for himself.
Once released, Baolus meets the others at the table and tries to eat something before going back to the ship. "Look at all ya had been eating... and for me: water and hard tack!"
When his scarf is removed, Baolus sighs and complains. "Be sure to take good care o' that scarf... it has sentimental values." Once he is thrown unceremoniously into the room with the water barrels, he complains once more. "Hey! Is that the famous hospitality from the Rock? Ya know, I'd appreciate some food and drink as well... and just to let ya know, it is not the wisest move to lock someone with all yar water... I might drink some of it, and then I'll need to piss..." When the older man tells the guard to kill him if anything goes wrong, Baolus can't hold himself. "Ha, ya can try..." Meanwhile, he looked around for any sort of secret door, an improvised weapon he could use, and analyzed the door's lock.
"Actually, Kehlysch, the Rock has changed hands several times. Do ye remember Captain Magna Stormeyes, the one that became Hurricane Queen before she was gutted? So, she built the Rock over 200 years ago. Since she died, it was passed from captain to captain until it became less of a strategic place after the rebellion in Sargava." He smiles. "As ye can see, ye could not be more wrong... it is impossible for me to recall all o' them, but be sure that all sort of tactics were employed." "The last one to hold the Rock, as well as a couple other castles on nearby islands, was Captain "Iron Bert" Smythee, but over a decade ago he sailed against Captain Carola Antiochus... words tell she lured him to the edge o' the Eye and with the help o' Captain Bloody-Harrigan his fleet was cut to pieces. Captain Harrigan then took control o' the remaining of Carola's fleet, since she sank in the fight, and many o' Bert's unprotected castles, but he was repelled by Bert's widow." "As far as I know, she still holds the Rock... considering our own feud with Harrigan, she might want to ally with us, but I still believe being friends doesn't count as cracking the rock for fortune purposes..."
Baolus sides with Tamesis, stating that 'Good fortune and sure sail await what one can crack the Tidewater Rock' was supposed to mean crack the rock and not talk your way the rock. Currently, he cares more for the luck and less for whatever.
Baolus smiles at the news. "Good! Just let me know when you decide about the plan... like if I should behave until dinner or try to get you in prior to that."
Once they are preparing themselves, Baolus approaches Tamesis once more. "I've heard tales about trading hostages in negotiations like this... if this is the case, sending me in is perhaps a good idea. I can be sent in with no weapons at all and I really doubt they will be able to find my tools, so I could free myself and open the door for ye all." He then retrieves a potion from his pockets. "I still have this invisibility potion, back from when we took Scourge."
Baolus listens carefully before giving his opinion. "Perhaps there is a way in beneath the waves... is it not possible?"
About the boots, I decided against buying it... I looked at the wrong price. It costs 2000gp, so I'm not sure it is worth that much!
Welcome Urgan! Guys, as Tamesis pointed out, those boots seem really nice, but 1000gp is more than I can afford. Does any of you have 501gp to lend Baolus?
When Tamesis agrees with his suggestion and hands the amulet, Baolus takes his dagger from his belt and uses it to take the thing, making sure not to touch it, carrying it as if it was the most dangerous, or cursed, thing in the whole world. He then moved towards the trapdoor that still connected the captain's quarters with his own cabin. Once in the galleys, he does as he said, and put the thing inside the jar.
When the others are sent away in the captured ship, Baolus approaches Tamesis in private. "Hey Red, I mean cap', if ye want, I can store this s**~ somewhere in the kitchen... no one will look there, specially now that you openly shown you have it with you. There is a jar of rancid fish oil that I'd be really surprised anyone would dare to look inside."
Baolus picks whatever good luck charms he had found, but leaves the idols behind, specially those connected to any vile entity. He ties the charms together and put them around his neck. Noticing Sven looking weirdly at him, he shrugs and asks: "What? There is no such thing as 'too much luck'..."
Baolus helps Madiya in disassembling the ballistae and then helps Sven in looting the ship. When looting the bodies, Baolus pays close attention to any amulet, charm, fetish or whatever that they might have been carrying for good luck.
Maddened, Baolus tries to finish the captain, but his attacks are terribly aimed...
Stepping forward and negating the reach advantage, Baolus tries to feint the enemy in front of him. Grinning at the obvious lack of success, he then tried to disarm him from his pike.
Mimicking Sven, Baolus also boards the ship, using his grappling hook to try to disarm the enemy in front of him, taking care to protect himself.
Guys, I believe we lost Buhayra. Next week it will total a month without a post of hers, which is strange, since Nairb the Grey (her player) was quite active here. I also GM another game for Nairb and he had not answered to any PM I've send him about his absence. What is the plan? Continue without him/her as 5, wait or invite another player?
Baolus does what he can to help, eager to board the ship.
Baolus joined Sven in preparation for the boarding. He was silent and taciturn, fearing his bad luck was worsening since that strange amulet Kehlisch was afraid of came back aboard.
FYI, I'll be travelling from 10th of this month until 19th, so bot me if necessary!
Knowing he was ill equipped to destroy the bell, Baolus instead moved towards Pilk, intending to keep him from hurting Sven by making it hit the floor.
With the zombies down, Baolus rushes towards the upper deck, aiming to destroy the bell.
Baolus, that had rushed forward when the zombie he was fighting finally had fallen, takes advantage of the two blinded zombies, hoping to finish them quickly.
As the undead opens his guard, Baolus tries to take advantage by striking it.
If undead is 'alive':
Baolus strikes the resilient undead once more, intending to join his mates in the bigger fight.
If undead is 'dead': Baolus rushes to his mates, feeling the dread fear penetrating his mind. Luckily, he managed to get the hold of himself and resisted the paralyzing effect.
Baolus focuses first on the most wounded undead fallen in front of him, attacking with his grappling hook and his foot.
Level up!:
hp +5 lvl +2 Con +1 FCB = 43 rogue's edge (swim) sneak attack +3d6 Feat - Combat Reflexes Skills - 8 lvl + 2 background .Acrobatics +1 .Bluff +1 .Disable Device +1 .Escape Artist +1 .Knowledge (local) +2 .Perception +1 .Profession (sailor) +1 (bg) .Sleight of Hand +1 (bg) .Stealth +1 Now I also get a swim speed of 10 ft. thanks to rogue's edge, even if only in waters with DC 15 or less.
Noticing that the zombie Kehlysch hit was still standing, he tried to finish it while keeping the other down.
Failing to keep the undead from entering the room, Baolus tries to trip both of them while maintaining a defensively position.
Baolus rushes to the captain's quarters in order to intercept the zombies and keeping them from storming their ship. Once there, he readied himself to trip the zombies as they moved in, intending to once more send them to the see.
Baolus listens to the others in silence, each time more sure they were indeed cursed.
Shopping:
Initial Gold: 1716gp, 14sp, 9cp
Split Loot: 4747gp, 1sp, 6cp Total Gold: 6463gp, 15sp, 15cp Itens bought:
Itens sold:
Gold Left: 488gp, 15 sp, 15cp
Noticing all the stuff the others bought for themselves, Baolus headed back to the markets searching for something nice for him as well. His thought was one and only: he needed to enhance his ability to survive, for they were surely cursed with bad luck. From an old, retired dwarven spelunker, Baolus bought a magical chain shirt made of mithral. It was stinky of sour ale but he imagined it would not be so hard to remove the smell... and thinking about it, his own smell wasn't that better. From a young and beautiful woman who managed to resist his charms, he bought a ragged and old flag that she claimed to had once belonged to Gutwad Half-man. 'Wear it like a cloak' she said, and winked, so he did, smiling like a fool. From an old hag who smelt terribly of garlic, probably to hide other less pleasant smells, he bought "Ol' Rusty's lucky ring". In the beginning he was sceptic, since Rusty's severed and mummified hand was still attached to the ring... but she claimed that he was so lucky that nothing could harm him when he was alive and he died of old age at 173 years old. He would not touch the ring, since the 'luck' in the ring would be passed to her. He was convinced. Before returning to the ship, he entered a Cayden Cailean's tavern and asked the bartender-priest if he could bless his buckler with some of his God's luck. He promised he would and told Baolus to be back next day to pick it up. In the end, he was quite happy... as happy as a man cursed with ill fortune could be.
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