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![]() How did - The captain wonders aloud as he sees the hob climb from the hold. . . His eyes widen and he doesn't have time to move,
Gack, Sonofab**&~! Who let you bastards out! The captain shouts, reaching for his Cutlass To arms, take these bastards, kill em all if you have to!
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Get up you bastards. Red's brats are out, put em' back or put em down! he shouts.
The Mate draws a blade to try to flank the Hobgoblin but the Hob's already moving back. ![]()
![]() He don't want worries. Them rich folk on the ship ain't bein happy if'n they know who they was sleeping over. Ship is plenty safe. No worry little Drow Butchy tells you with a smile, good at following orders. But maybe if he were just chatting with assistants while working he may let more slip. On Deck
The noble replies with quiet venom My man died protecting your ship. A ship, if i may remind you, you claimed was the safest in the Sea of Storms! Yet you get one of your passangers killed by a damn Goblin Squid! You have no right - I HAVE EVERY RIGHT I'm the Captain of this ship. My word's Law. As far as you're concerned I. Am. Your. God. and I will be till you get off my boat. Teh captain's skin almost seems to ripple as he becomes more agitated, and his voice turns more raspy and slurs ever so slightly. Hah! right. Do you know who I am! Do you know the influence i wield? Do you know what lands and holdings I control? I am NOT a man to be trifled with, Blackears. Tamerand replies, almost hissing at the Captain. This deck is te only thing that matters, and I'm the one that tells you when to get off, either at port or NOW The men fume, totally unaware of anyone that's approached. ![]()
![]() All right Gentlemen, Ladies, we e needin all able hands on deck. And I mean EVERYBODY! the captain shouts across the deck. It takes a minute or two for everybody that's able to move well to get up top. When the crew quiets down and looks to be all present, along with the passnegers, Captain Il'zavaan explains, Them Grindylow did a fair bit of damage to our vessel and we're a smidgen short-handed, Savvy? So We'll be needin everbody ta be pullin yer own weight round hereabouts for a spell if'n yea want ta be makin it ta shore on schedule. So see the Bosun here fer details and we'll be gettin ta work. The bosun will explain the jobs to you all. Every day you can pick one job to do and make the appropriate checks. You will also have an action for the day. If you pick an exhausting task, and fail the DC con check, you will be fatigued until you take the Sleep action. Passing your daytime task checks will give you a bonus to Night actions, and hasten your trip ![]()
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Oh, Aye. Likely after tis voyage. Got a few orders ta fill and such a'fore retuning, but I can help yea out mate! the captain says, falling into undercommon. Sommat for a sweetheart eh, some white-eyed vixen back home? Or yea got serious business? Always so serious on the continent. 's why i'm out here and keep no stakes aside form trade. But I can take care o yea mate! jsut need to bring him the letter and he seems willing to take it for you. Better if you can offer payment upon receipt or perhaps some cash to be made on the way. ![]()
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![]() I need a nickname for you, Thoyoitu. But go ahead and toss a diplomacy check for givign the gift. What you say may affect his attitude in addition to the roll. Ret-Con with Rosalyn before she takes off.
Dinner arrives along with a note. Huh, Guess we'll be having a . . . Goblin Dog for a cat on the ship now? It's a large and luxuriant meal, A bowl of light vegetable soup with a cooling minty flavor precedes a tender cut of rare beef, seared on the outside with a blend of herbs and thick sauce. There is also a single Pomegranate on the tray for after dinner but even for al of you there may not be room for it after. ![]()
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The captain is a full drow, and as such isn't particularly interested in a real friendship with some half-breed, but does find Dez's antics amusing. alas, we be parting ways when we next make land, yell be in a small coastal town in the central kingdoms. Meeting a caravan there with these supplies, and send ya on yet way. he doesn't have any stories about this coming port, but he does tell you about an amusing game of poker he played in the last port you just left where he won by playing 3 hands over the course of 2 hours, all psychology. About his faith, Tavian doesn't worship. Others on the ship do, but he believes that all on the sea live at the whim of the Deep One. Part of the main nautical pantheon, it's the unnamed god that lives under the sea and is the father of sea-monsters. He venerates it, sacrafices to it, and fears it. Doesn't volunteer why, and avoids actually talking about his god. ![]()
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![]() A-all right ya scurvy bastards, git this anchor up and this ship moving afore it forgets how ta float! Hoist the name and release the mooring lines. We been at port to damn long! a drow steps from the captain's quarters and starts shouting orders at his crew. He sees a few folks standing around, and yells, You there, get that line dressed! Hop to it! to nobody in particular, yet still expecting it to get done. The ship is soon sailing across the sea, the drow lounging on the sterncastle as his pilot maintains the bearings. On the ship, there's a few actions you can take akin to the Skulls and Shackles system. Any and all actions will affect what happens on the ship. You can meet crewmen, work socialize and try to improve crew attitudes, work, explore the ship. This is mostly RP and getting used to the system. Let me know what you want to do and I'll give details. |