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Elo claps, and quickly directs her crocodile to both get out of the way, and distract any sharks in the region.
It's a PBP, it happens.
Stepping back, Elo calls out a blessing.
Her crocodile swims under the boat and bites at the great clawed creature.
Elo proceeds ashore, and sets about finding out about the town.
"Curious; why employ such magics when a simple piece of parchment would suffice... clearly the creators were not privy to word-meaning."
Elo claps her hands over her ears as blood begins to pour from them. Shaking off the deafness, she pulls out a wand and sets to healing.
Elo's crocodile attempts to climb again, as Elo tries to recall everything she can about the creature.
Elo's croc starts the climb as she watches on helplessly.
Shrugging off their seductive song, Elo and her crocodile survey the scene. "Hrm... foul sea-b##%!. Cease that strange song." She waves her hand and casts a spell.
Elo's croc attempts to grapple whoever it can to prevent their climb.
Elo nods, and busies herself fashioning a rope-sling so her crocodile can swim around while the shio is at its greatest speed.
Elo shrugs. "Not as promised or not; this ship-party is still far more promising than all my previous." She turns her eyes to the bow and the horizon. "...how many skyrises until we pass, ship-chieftain?"
Elo blinks, somewhat surprised. "Erm... gold, captain." She nods at Arven.
Elo begins conducting a very long and highly arcane Kuru ritual, which involves a great deal of deep breathing, chanting and vomiting over the side of the ship.
Elo feels she may have dived into deeper waters than she can swim in; but regardless, engages the good doctor in a prolonged discussion.
Pretty much. Human alternate racial gives it +2 to str, feat gives it Hunter Animal Focus for an additional +2 to str.
All leveled up. The changes are fairly minimal; an extra skill point here, an extra spell known there. Most interesting thing is that I realized I was miscalculating my croc's strength and it was 2 lower than it should be, and I grabbed a feat to let me do the 1 1/2 damage on its bite, plus combat reflexes so it can make the most of it. With a little buffing time, I'm looking forward to wrecking pirate-treasure-guardian face with it.
Elo spends the days by herself, working through a few private rituals of fair fortune and fate. Her Kuru influence means they involve a little more animal blood than such usually require, but not an alarming amount. After her rituals are over, Elo attempts to ingratiate herself with the ship's doctor. "Moon's blessings, sir. I wish to use your knowledge to explain a matter most strange. In my time among the Kuru, I saw several who were struck with madness of many shades. To treat such, they would on occasion create a small hole in the temple, so as to let out the ill humors. In some cases, it lead to remarkable recovery. In others, the Kuru were far from unhappy to have fresh brain for dinner. Regardless, can you offer any explanation for such miracle?"
Elo rolls her eyes. "No; let me use my blood-magic. Come." She proffers her Wand of Infernal Healing.
Elo runs her fingers through her hair. "...I will not rest any more tonight; far too much battle-energy in my veins." She spends the rest of the night eating and talking.
"Block the doors!" Elo calls. She and her crocodile scamper down, standing in its way.
Mmm, probably.
Mmm; maybe I was looking at the Eidolon natural attack rules. Downgrade the damage to +8, then.
It was my understanding that 'possess only one natural attack' kicks in each round, depending on what attacks you make. If you only make one attack, since I moved-and-attacked, I get the 1-1/2.
Elo's crocodile scampers across the ship boards towards the tengu, biting deeply at its birdlike legs.
Elo stumbles her way out onto the deck, coughing.
Well, you did declare coup-de-graces. If character death really is off the table, doesn't do much for this adventure's status as a proper game with proper penalties for failure.
"Wassa...ASSAULT! Stations!" Elo waves a hand and summons a burst of smoke. "Onto the deck!"
"Come!" she calls out to her crocodile.
"A blood-price was paid, I assume; we searched for distraction."
Elo cheers. "Truly shot!" She heads back to her guard post.
Elo's crocodile tries for another leap.
Elo herself ducks behind the mast to avoid being further targeted.
Elo blinks as her will is weakened... then laughs, scornfully. "Is that all you can muster, sea-witch?"
Elo's crocodile dives down into the water, then aims for the surface, paddles hard and soars into the air after the creature. Elo watches from the ship-line curiously.
Exactly how high is she flying? Beyond the reach of my croc in the water?
Elo frowns. "...a lie-strike?" She runs over to the other end of the ship, watching for threats approaching under the cover of distraction. After a whistle, her croc lunges for the piranha.
Leaning against the balustrade on the deck, Elo playfully throws scraps of meat at her crocodile below.
Starting the day's watch, Elo pulls out two rings and mutters over them, pressing them against her and her crocodile.
"...right. Well." Elo thinks for a moment. "Mayhaps we return to town, offer gold for swordbearers to guard to ship for a few dawns, while we deal with this offending tengu?"
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