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Calloran rests and maintains his contraptions.
Calloran goes about his duties, attempting to be "socially invisible" by endeavoring to be inoffensive and detatched.
sounds good, not a fan of random rolling to determine tasks, using ability checks i have 50% or more chance to fail, etc.
Calloran will hide his stuff (which is in a sealed-shut metal barrel) inside one of the wooden barrels on the ship, preferably inside one that has nothing gross in it and is back behind some other barrels and unlikely to be messed with.
"I don't know about something that big, but small things can fit in any number of barrels."
Calloran snags the small metal barrel housing his gear and backs away, to allow the others access.
Calloran will try to open the locker then.
"I'm not exactly the best healer. Anyone else here?" Calloran turns away from her and sets his sights on opening the wooden locker.
"Just like before, let's get a second set of eyes on this. Don't want another person to rush and get themselves shot."
"Check it all for traps. After you look, I will poke around with picks."
"Shhh, calm down. I'm sure it is around here somewhere."
Calloran passes the goods to the others, not being able to carry much himself, plus he doesnt know if this is their stuff, only that it isnt his stuff.
"Let me take a look at that," Calloran whispers. Spoons, hooks, and picks extending from his warforged-like hand, Calloran sets into the lock.
hmmm, where do i think i could hide my stuff? it's all inside a sealed metal barrel the size of a watermelon.
yeah i mean i cannot see a real way to stash out stolen gear that would be of any use. can't stash it all on my person, and leaving it in the bed is no better an idea in my mind.
"Well, get the others you like. The one closest to the quartermaster can distract with rum, I'll snatch the key. If the quartermaster is even coherent."
In a low tone, Calloran replies, "Sadly, no. Given time, I could cut the lock, or given the pirate drunk enough, I would have an easier time swiping the key. Perhaps a jug or cup of rum to distract him."
Calloran sees to his required maintenance, and says little to anyone.
"Well, I won't be bartering beads and bones with these savages." Calloran says, crossing his arms.
Calloran, sullenly silent as always, quietly goes about his maintenance and rests to recover the last of his wounds that night.
Calloran says nothing, clearly intent on not fighting that thing. on the owlbear, thinking of anything i can do to give Drazhar advice on how to beat it.
Work Diligently +4
Calloran spends time killing rats below decks, using grain to coax several into one room, then letting his automaton slice and bludgeon them. He drops the corpses off at the kitchen in time for dinner.
"I can hide a few things, you have to have quick fingers in my line of work, if you want to keep them all. That said... some coins tucked in a rat's body, hung from the belt might not be too suspicious, given present company."
Calloran deactivates the machine, winding the twine and folding the blades and weights back into a compact ball.
Calloran takes the total defense action, holding his club down by his legs to ward off bites from the gnawing horde.
rat 6, Calloran attack1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19, damage1d4 ⇒ 1
decoy module:
The steamwright has assembled a compact clockwork
construct capable of distracting the enemy and protecting a small area. Level Requirement: none Type: 1-handed Action: standard (draw) Uses Per Day: 3 + Intelligence modifier Duration: 10 minutes or until retrieved Weight: 5 lbs. Description: This compact sphere can be hurled into an unoccupied square up to thirty feet away. Upon landing in the chosen square, it immediately unfolds into an immobile construct covered with whirling blades. While not particularly adept at combat, this construct occupies its square and threatens surrounding enemies. The decoy module functions as a Small allied construct. It has an AC equal to 10 + 5 (armor bonus) + 1 (size bonus) + the Steamwright’s Intelligence modifier (deflection bonus). It has hit points equal to the steamwright’s level. Its saving throws are equal to the steamwright’s base saves. If the steamwright has enhanced vision, such as low-light or darkvision, the decoy module also has these abilities. If the decoy module is destroyed, it may not be used again that day. The module may not attack normally, but it can perform attacks of opportunity and counts as an ally for the purposes of determining flanking. It attacks using the steamwright’s base attack bonus + Intelligence modifier + 1 (size bonus), and inflicts 1d6 slashing damage. The decoy’s attacks threaten a critical hit on a natural attack roll of 19-20 and inflict X2 damage on a successful critical. The decoy module remains active for its duration after deployed, at which time it deactivates. If the steamwright is adjacent to the decoy module, she can deactivate it and stow it in her inventory as a standard action. Mods: Armored: The decoy module gains an additional +4 armor bonus to its AC. Calloran pulls out a shere from his belt pouch and drops it on the ground next to him. A whirling mass of wildly swinging blades and weights unfolds chaotically from the device, which has anchored itself to the deck.
Calloran will take the club, but makes no attempt to influence the quartermaster.
Calloran comes up to see what is going on, but stays behind some of the bigger ones and remains quiet.
vs DC 10 Activity: Sneak
Aside from small maintenance, Calloran chooses to sleep through the night.
work diligently for a +4. guess that goes to acrobatics GM: gotta be honest, this whole job check thing is getting pretty lame. forcing us to make checks daily, often using skills that no one picked (or ability checks in which the best of us has a +3 or 4), with adverse consequences upon failure is pretty lame. it is all luck of the dice: you win, nothing good happens; you lose, something bad happens. randomly choosing what job you get is ridiculous. having actual crafting skills, there is no reason my character wouldn't be assigned according to his skill. there was a climbing skill check in the beginning, and no other sort of skill check to differentiate the rest of us. we are on day 3 and no real development has occurred. the members of the ship are largely hostile, and we have no external enemy. there is seriously no reason my character wouldn't just cut a huge hole in the hull of the ship. although i took the "work diligently" action in this daytime so i wouldnt fail my checks, there is no character reason for Calloran to do so.
"A bit of both" the tired mechanic replies. "Lost mine, found a left-over and modified it. Didn't chop it off any of your kind."
Calloran lays down, resting his body. When most of the crew are good and drunk, Calloran finds a quiet place to maintain his inventions, and creates more to make up for those lost. Although he has only scraps to work with, Calloran's mind races with frenzied insight. Applying the basics of applied arcanomagnetics, he puts together some special shrapnel grenades that will help if he is attacked again. On the same note, he creates a little defensive sphere that ought to give his attackers pause when it unfolds into a mass of spinning ingots and bladed shavings. Both are small and easily concealed. He continues on to maintain his thundershot, displeased with its earlier malfunction. While the new inventions are certainly not the fiery death that he wished upon these pirates, they would help him survive another day.
Calloran internalizes his anger, thinking forward to the time he can rest his tired and welted body.
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