Well... f%&@.
You've done a wonderful job as the DM as far as I'm concerned. It sucks that it will end this way, but you do your own thing. It will be hard finding someone on your level. I'm willing to continue if we find someone capable.
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Des true to her word decided not to join in on her room... for precaution reasons. Instead, she decided to see if Dixie's room was available.
Des looks over at Mateo before returning his gaze to Terry. "We probably would have seen some blood on him too. Here's to hoping we can keep the peace until we leave," she winced. Sense Motive DC 21: The way she paused snd fidgeted when she mentioned Dixie indicated she knew more about that encounter than she let on. Given where Terry grew up in, he had a feeling why she was hiding details about Dixie."
"There's Thelma, who's been hanging out with Kroop a lot as of late. She's also a really good cook, so we have two great options for that. And Dixie..." She paused for the briefest of moments while thinking of how best to say it. "Turns out she's great at counseling. Gods knows we could use some of that."
"In any case, it would be good to keep an eye on him in the meantime." She proceeded to head towards the kitchen where she sat down. "What do you think of the new recruits we got?"
"Right... with the wasps and everything," Destinie nodded in agreement. "He isn't a fan of Harrigan, is he? I'm hoping most of the Free Captain's here aren't in case he might have one go after us."
Des let out a deep breath before answering. Rickety knows about Syl. He'll finished the job for us and even give us more guns, but we're likely not allowed here again. At least with Syl who still has a bounty on her head. She seems slightly more forgiving, but I'm locking my door tonight just to be safe," With all the drama going on, it only just occurred to her about the other potential crisis. "So who was on the Cheliax ship?"
With that, Des breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't go as badly as she thought, but the guilt within her remained. "I'm sorry. You probably hate me for that, and it's deserved " She decided not to say much else as she returned to her own ship.
In a way, he had every right to be angry and there wasn't much she could say that could sway him otherwise. For now, she stood with fated breath over what might happen next.
Unfortunately it was as she expected. Des followed the man as she made her case as well. "We wouldn't have been able to save you if she hadn't defended your body."
The oracle looked back as Rickety started to move back. She sought to follow him as she decided to add something else. "We also have a situation with an unidentified ship in the docks we weren't sure what was going on with that, but our captain is likely handling that right now."
There was no way of telling from her end. Yet that will be a problem for another moment. For now, she would head off to the market in search of a Lesser Restoration scroll or potion.
Does the market have what I'm looking for?
"Not that I can do on my own," Destinie replied while shaking her head. "But if I can find a lesser restoration scroll or potion in the place, that should be enough to bring him out of his paralysis." She was ready to set out and get the supplies, but she also made note on Rickety's eye movements to see what it may mean.
Okay, will make note of that. GM, I've been doing pretty badly at this. Permission to retcon? She'd be much more wary with this.
"If you're going for that ship, I'll attend to Rickety and Syl. I don't have the means to remove the poison, but I might be able to bring him out of paralysis with the right spell." She let Syl get herself back up before looking down at Rickety. "...I'll also need help bringing him to a safer place for him to rest," she added sheepishly.
Which is an appropriate response to what you're dealing with. I wish you the best.
Once the healing had been applied, she checked the woman's neck for a heartbeat. It was there, but it felt pretty weak. That and the fact that she was still unconscious seems to indicate that she still needed some more help. There was a bit of a surprise that she didn't attack, but figuring that out can wait. Her main focus was getting her back up.
Will she be able to pull a Mateo and survive? Let's find out.
When it came to the question of how to handle Syl, it was a difficult situation. She was hoping to talk about it once they left the island and away from one of her victims. Yet it didn't occur to her that she just might end up being her savior. Her other else had the same idea. Aquan: she shouted to the group as she slid in between the two wasps in order to get within range of healing the woman. Provided she can survive the incoming attacks.
"Cover for me!"
"If it makes you feel better, even I feel that's improbable," Destinie replied. "But I think we still have a can of that alchemist fire... just in case."
"Right," Des groaned in Common "Remind me to chat with him on what he's bringing in for food tomorrow..." The next day, her first priority was checking how the naga child was doing before meeting the others.
Des adds to what Terry says in Aquan. "We will do what we can to keep you comfy in the meantime."
"We'll also need to keep the child wet to make sure the skin doesn't try out. I think there's some magic that's capable of doing that."
"I don't!" She replied quickly. "Hopefully if we can find a place it won't come to it."
It was almost disappointing that it was nothing other than a drought. It made their decision even more difficult to do. When they were back, she rubbed her hair off anything that remained sticking before answering. "Agreed. I can look up to see if I can get any info on naga and the food they eat," She gave out a deep sigh. "It's not exactly what I had in mind with adding a child to the ship."
The further they moved upward, the more desolate the river became. It seemed like there was no hope for finding anyone else. And of course that allowed a possibility to dawn on her. "Could that naga we fought have been the mother?" she asked somberly.
While Terry and Lanni continued talking, she addressed her opinion to the group. "I think finding the remaining naga may be our best chance, even if it's slim. I'm... morbidly curious to see how bad it's up there. Checking upstream wouldn't hurt."
It was harder for the oracle to hold back her disgust of the bodies littered across the area. She didn't realize how bad the drought has been for the naga. Hearing the splash, she motioned towards the dam. "I think it went into the water. Just be careful." She followed anyone who pressed forward while taking note of any sudden movements.
I wish you a speedy recovery Terry!
"Heroes? Eh, debatable. This beast is just a predator, much like us. It could've been hunting for its family, now doomed to starve. Heroes are entirely based on perspective."Lanni points off to the dinosaur that just left. "Well, I was talking of the other beast. It stood there blocking the path knowing it would likely die for it." "Well it wasn't like it was going to let the children be killed," Des remarked. "A parent will usually do everything to keep their kids safe... even at the cost of their own lives."
Des sighed before she moved over closer to the dinosaur. She waited until the head was lowered before she touched Joran, infusing him with healing energy.
Des sighed, though it was far less exasperated then her usual ones. A part of her still wanted to do something to help the scaly giant. Sure it was from the usual suspects, but it was a more welcome surprise than most. Thus, her expression was more reserved when her eyes went white while she spoke a prayer to create a spell to help the group.
It was with a heavy heart that Destinie decides to leave the scene. As much as she would like to change the outcome, she figured that was simply the facts of life. It's usually best not to interfere in such things.
It was certainly a new experience to her. She balked as she stepped back a couple steps... but hesitated when it seemed like they weren't going to attack back. "It's honestly refreshing finding another creature that doesn't want to kill us on sight," she replied, visibly relieved.
Des shrugged and replied. "I'm more used to it to be honest... even when I'd rather not have to deal with that kind of showboating," she frowned slightly. "In a pirate town, you're bond to see a bit of indecency every once in a while. At least since we're teammates you have the chance to ask him to curry it out if it bothers you."
Just wasn't sure where to jump in, but I think I have something now.
Des in the meantime took good note of that Mateo's chiseled thighs... while casually mouthing the rest of her soup. It's rude to oogle... but it's also nice not to get caught while doing so. She did notice Atia, where she eventually found a seat to sit next too. "At least that's one benefit of being single," she smiled. [B]"You don't have to worry about someone looking behind your back."
Not my best work, that's for sure.
"Simone is one of his chickens he keeps in the kitchen. Too mean-spirited for him to try and kill so it's the pet mascot. We try not to mention anything about death near it. Kroop's just afraid you might now join us if you knew." Thankfully, she say Syl moving in towards them before she said that previous lie.
Uh oh. Luckily, Des remained a fast talker and stepped in front of a flustered Kroop before responding rather casually. "He really meant Syl. The woman with black hair. We weren't that close or even friends, but she came around in the end. Still, it's best to keep an eye on everyone on your ship. It's good to know who you'd be working on around here." She looked back at Kroop before turning towards Thelma with a smirk. "I think he's afraid you might not join if you knew a bit more aboutcus." She decided it wasn't much good to think of an alibi in a place where everyone knew each other. It felt alright to at least come clean about Syl's tendencies... as long as they don't spill the beans about the big one.
"They're like humans, Kroop!" Des interrupted in an exasperated tone. "They can think, have homes and talk in their own language too. So definitely not food to eat!" After blowing off steam, she drooped her shoulders as her face became more sullen. "In fact, I felt a bit sorry for her. She sounded insane."
It was definitely something Des had noticed. And she was glad that he was looking better over time. It was also why she elected her answer to be food instead of a drink "You sure missed something out there. We had to fight a naga just now. The poor thing went mad over the lack of water around here... not that I can really blame her. It's really blistering out there."
It was safe to say that there won't be any games happening that day. Not that she had any intentions of doing so in her current state. After a quick bath and change of clothes she went back towards the ship. Specifically, she was hoping to meet Kroop's new friend.
"That sounds like a reasonable deal to me," she nodded... then looked down to notice that her newest dress was drenched in muddy water, to which she sighed. "I'll get back to the game after a change of clothes." Her eyes darted between Syl and Rickety once just to see the reaction between the two.
"I'm doing alright," Des replied. "But that snake woman sounded completely unhinged. Saying something about losing everything she had I'm possession... whatever that may be." She later let Atia go so she could check on Joran.
While Des continued to look into Atia's wounds, her eyes returned to normal, causing the woman to feel dizzy for a bit before turning back to confirm her suspicions: the creature was dead. When Tilly arrived at the scene she put a palm forward to keep her at bay. "It's not as bad as it looks. She should be okay, but I think she's been poisoned."
She then decided to see the extent of the poison.
It took a good amount of climbing, but she finally got to the injured Atia. She decided to work on the torso at it seemed that was the most grievous wound.
This time around she received a surge of energy, allowing her to maneuver around in order to give some relief to the wizardress, chanting a small prayer to heal her.
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