Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran lands gracefully onto his feet happy with his accomplishment and walks over towards the map to get a good view. Eran perks up at what Sasha suggested: " I would be quite happy to be on first watch I can see clearly even in the darkest of nights!" he exclaims and goes off about looking for the right spot to look over the place. He notices the perfect place to blend into among the tree's and has a good view over the whole area from which he could snap a shot in a moments notice. "If anyone wants me I will set myself up there," Eran points towards the location he would be keeping watch "Just going to set myself up ready for the first watch, don't know why, just like to sleep in high places.." he mumbles to himself the last point. After having a quick look over the map he proceeds to his destination to set up, breaking twigs and combining large leaves here and there to form a makeshift nest to sleep and keep watch from. During this process Eran begins to ponder of the history of this island wonder what its past must of been like and who would of tried to form a settlement upon this land.. perception:
perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27 survival:
survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14 Knowledge History: History: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran trudges along and smiles at what is happening thinking we are all coming closer together! Excited to help with request of light from Panthea, Eran decides to do a bit of tree climbing and gets up with ease. Eran then begins to break branches with calculation and tries to perceive on where to break the branches to enable a small shaft of light to fall onto the map which is unfortunately his downfall he manages to make some light but unfortunately the light is a bit blotchy all over and calls down for assistance: "Can anyone down there see which branch is mainly hindering the light? I can't seem to find it from this angle." damn this is a bit infuriating, maybe if i jump to the next tree opposite i might be able to get a better view. Eran jumps... climb: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran scratches the back of his head and ponders the situation while looking around,if we go into the jungle, it is one step forward in progress to where we should go but we will most likely bump into something that will try to harm us. He thinks about it a little more while looking over the beach if we stay on the beach we would have clear view of our surroundings and see anything that will attack us and deal with it quickly but is it truly safe? Eran thinks a little more and trys to ponder the best situation and outcome to go with. "I think it will be safer to go into the jungle, with this many people it should be quick and easy to find and set up camp within, as well as abundance of food to search for inside and perhaps we could get a good nights sleep?" He says while looking around to everyone waiting to hear there thoughts on this. survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran give's a big smile at this, thankful for his honesty and happy to know the truth and thus having being comforted by this he begins opening up his backpack and follows through with his end of the bargain and proceeds with releasing Jask by helping him stand up and removing the shackles from his wrists and happily handing him his personal items. "Happy to have you part of the team friend Jask, and I look forward to your assistance in the future" Eran says cheerfully while taking Jask's hand and shakes it vigorously in good gesture in having a new friend in the group. Eran then turns round to look towards the ship in earnest hoping that the rest of group will soon be done rummaging through the lower decks as his stomach beings to grumble violently and placing his hand behind his head in embarrassment
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran was intrigued, he quickly gathered all the items he could find into one pack and proceeds to put it onto his back in preparation to take it off ship, and then Eran pauses and looks towards a book lying on the side and with his curiosity getting the better of him he decides to read it thoroughly. With everything in his pack (including Jask's items)he heads back onto the deck and proceeds to disembark and walks towards Jask and the others and explains what happened with the ship and how we ended up in this predicament while asking people if they know who this Ieana is. He then looks over at Jask, "Before I release you I must ask you one final question: were you involved with the captains madness in anyway? and if I let you go will you be trouble for us?" Sense Motive Check: Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran proceeds to enter the captains cabin having a good look round for any signs of the captain and also the items required for the chained up cleric hoping that he isn't making a mistake wanting to release him. He goes in with a crick of the neck and stretch of the arms and begins to focus intently on his surroundings perception: perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran halted, being overwhelmed by confusion he takes a good hard look around unsure what to do next and remembers what he originally came to this boat to do. Eran looks over towards Jask completely ignoring Gelik, "Seem's like a good idea, I will go have a look." He then approaches the captains cabin door checking if its locked before attempting to open it.
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran, feeling guilty and understands what Katsuo said finishes up and heads down. really need to get this being nice thing down, it's not every day you get to leave the mountains and be with other people. Eran grabs his bow at the ready and begins heading towards Katsuo and Katarina.
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran looks up from what he is doing as he hears the elf running back up the stairs like a puppy wondering why his owner isn't following.
Eran goes back to what he is doing organising the supplies ready for transport, while doing so he continues to speak to Katarina: "If he jumped in without caution and follow you blindly we may all be injured and no were safe to heal our wounds and recuperate, by gathering the supplies we can leave those left behind to begin building a safe haven as well as few people hunting in preparation, if we do find someone very injured down there, where are we going to take him? there isn't anywhere safe for any injured person to heal up, he or she would die from dehydration and heat sickness most likely. But if you would like to go on ahead, then feel free." Eran stops talking abruptly as he focuses on rolling up sheets.
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran paused as he watches the dippy elf casually skips down the stairs, and moment after he hears Panthea call out about the supplies and thought that it was more priority at this moment, so he turn's back and walks near to Panthea as she points out the different items. With the assistance of Panthea, Eran goes around collecting the supplies to one spot before moving it all off the ship, "would there be anything else one would need for building shelter?" he says as he looks around but staying focused on Panthea "if possible i would like everyone gathered and ready before heading down," he says as he looks over to the statue standing on the sand, " now im wondering whether he is actually alive or if someone is capable of animating such a statue?" he sighs as he continues gathering supplies. climb check if needed for getting the sails down: climb: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
After having a few moments to himself to re-organise his mind, Eran finally stood up, opening his eye's as if he is seeing the world in a new light, smiling at this thought he looks over to the rope ladder as everyone has ascended the ladder, it was time for Eran to come aboard. Eran unravels his bow from the water proof wrappings, thinking how stupid he may of looked in front of people completely missing the ladder, and goes forth with big strides, stretching his legs as he makes his way towards the ships rope ladder. With a few stretches of the arms he makes it up the ladder in moments.
Eran peers over and also notices the blood trail looking remarkably fresh, and can already feel uncomfortable for what could be the cause of this until he ventured further towards the rear of the ship, and can picture it perfectly. "Too all present, may I insist your eye's be pointed in this direction? There seems to be remnants of a fight over here, plenty of blood but.." Eran pauses for a moment and has a good look around, "unfortunately I can not for the life of me see any victor or deceased, but unlike the other drops of blood found leading from the storage room, these blood drops seem to be very dry." Eran ponders around for a moment, pacing once again thinking about what could of happened in this section: "perhaps the fight here may be what caused the ship to crash? I'm not sure, but what ever's going on we will find the answers towards the base of this forsaken vessel." Eran smiles at them all and proceeds to follow the blood trail on guard to prevent surprises. Survival check:
survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 perception check: perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran sighs and looks towards the floor, raising his hands in front of him, the sun beating down hard on the back of his neck and sweat dripping from his brow, he tries to focus on his hands moving them back to front feeling slight dizziness. Curse this insufferable sickness. Eran looks around and eventually bows "I am sorry all, it seems this sickness is effecting me more than I thought and making my vision a bit messy I do apologise" He looks towards Katarina and thinks back only towards his first impression, turns around and shakes his head gently. Eran moves back away from the wreck and sits down "if you would excuse me I need to focus and rest before I lead myself and other into danger" He then rests his hands on his legs and begins meditating focusing it all on keeping a still mind focusing on beating what's effecting him.
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran Looked over to Katarina rubbing his hand through the hair on his head, watching as she readies for battle on the shore line. Eran walks up to her: " unless you're preparing to fight the waves with the dagger i suggest you sheath it, I doubt you could swim with it in you hand, and i don't think what ever's in the ship would risk swimming all the way here" Eran steps back and paces a little bit pondering and looks up to Katsuo, "it is true we may need more allies, but by the sounds on what Panthea heard its most likely not human, but... if its possible to communicate or at least show friendliness, it may back down and reduce bloodshed." Eran walks back to the sea and prepares and tries to waterproof his belongings, grabbing a few large leaves here and there wrapping it tightly around the bow. Since he barely wears clothes to begins with apart from simple half length trousers, he begins stepping into the sea in preparation to swim over to the ship.
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran stopped and listened to what Panthea had to say, and understood what she meant.
"Panthea, with your geological documents, does it also describe the wildlife of this island? specially in specific areas? if we knew what we were up against we could take it down quickly, and efficiently." Eran pulled himself together and looked over to the rest contemplating if they were able to detect anything from the ship..
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran wipes the sweat off his brow as he arrives this hot climate, can't wait to see the end of it He looks towards the longboat and sighs at the misfortune, he was hoping that a small boat may still have made it. Eran decides to have a look over the ship, he thought he noticed something but must be the wind battering through the hull of the ship. "does anyone notice anything out of place? I can't see anything myself.." He says to everyone else in midst of getting ready for a swim, wishing there was another way so he doesn't soak his feathers.. Perception Check: perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran looked around, seeing everyone's gaze upon him in wait. This made him feel a little uncomfortable, he isn't used to this, after training with his master and secluded from most civilisation Eran finds it hard to make decent contact with other races than who he already knows. He straightens up and brushes himself off after organising his boy onto his back and fletcher of arrows onto his hip: "You all may know me by my common name Eran, that is all" Eran feels bad for his lack of sharing, but feel's uneasy and does not trust anybody yet to share further details of why he is doing what he is doing. With complete uneasiness he moves away from people slightly to check over his equipment properly so that all is usable, Eran hates the thought of having to attempt to make more arrows, the part of his teachings he didn't like..
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran sighs once again as things are not going smoothly, he looks around pondering the situation, and agrees that we will need to head inland for supplies but we need all people functioning. He looks at Jask and then the ship and speaks up: "Okay, I understand we will need to head into the wilds in need of supplies, but may i suggest we head to the ship first, make sure we got everything we need as well as helping Jask out of his cuffs, as he is probably the only one here who could help us in procuring a constant clean and fresh supply of water?" He looks around for everyone's confirmation as he begins putting his stuff together in readiness for the walk ahead,
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran stood up and sighed, feeling ignored he puts his hand under Jask's arms and helps him up.
where could he be? Eran thought to himself, and then looks over towards the broken ship, he hasn't seen the captain when waking up the rest of the passengers.. dammit I've just dried off too.. knowing that he's going to have to swim and have his feathers soaked, he isn't too happy about that.. looking over the ship for signs of life: perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran looks towards Panthea and for a few moments just stared into her masked, he then relaxed and smiled gently towards her exclaiming "they will be all right, few scratches here and there from the rocks, nothing but time could heal." Eran gets up and brushes himself off and goes to pick up the rest of his things, or what's left of them. After hearing the conversation from those that had awoken, he looks towards Gelik with a stern gaze, "I suggest we not ever touch that food again, unless you would like to be poisoned from the rest of your trip?" Amidst his rummaging, he finds a form of holy symbol that jack described, and proceeded to wander over towards him, peering into his eye's he tries to get a sense of what he would do sense motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 and proceeds to attempt to remove his cuffs first with brute force with a solid arrow, hoping to snap the chain strength: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 to which the arrow snapped in half, he then goes back to the pile for a small blade, bringing it back to try once again 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 for some reason he was unable to removed the cuffs from brute force and sighs. "Sorry Jask, these cuffs don't want to break by me," Eran looks around to see if anyone is capable, and remembers the strong armed Havel.
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran looks into Gelik's eye's and nods in acknowledgement. With a sense of relief that his life is no longer in danger, he begins to relax and follows on with this task, he proceeds to check each individuals heart beat: heal check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 to check to make sure they're are still alive, and had not drowned in the night from the wreck, and so continues to wake as many as he can up. As he does so, he looks around at the group who assisted in the destruction of the scorpions. Havel, I think Gelik said his name was, interesting fellow, strong arm it seems, best stay clear of his swings.. Eran then looks over towards the next individual who look very confused upon his awakening poor guy, i heard rumours he lost his lord, best keep watch over him, I wouldn't know what i would do if i lost my master.. He then continues to peer over to the woman with the flaming hands I'm glad i wasn't near them scorpions, or i would of had my feathers cindered.. seems very wild with her magic, still a novice perhaps? i hope the people in line of fire are ok and didn't get burnt... he then peers over to the woman with the scythe and the mask hmmm.. not quite sure with this one, I am unable to read her, but what i do know is her spark of intellect, heard some intriguing conversations at the table, including how much she profusely refused to want the fish, but still ate the god awful thing he begins quietly laughing to himself as he goes about waking the others. He looks up into the sky, clear as day, hot as the desert, and humid as hell, he sighs at this predicament and hopes fortune is in his favour this day...
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
Eran finally approached his bow, thank the heavens he thought, he wouldn't of wanted to lose his masters longbow that he inherited before he started this journey. His sharp hawk like eye's pierce around looking for its prey, and observes the scorpions as they attempt to attack their current targets.
Eran rose sharply and pulled back his bow, his feathers glistening in the bright sunlight, shimmering as it shifts with the wind remember what the master taught you, feel it in your blood, feel it in your soul, embrace the flurry of blows and overcome the enemy Eran takes in a deep breath trying to fight back the sickness still, and begins his assault: The First arrow charges through the air aiming for the lowly scorpion attempted to harm the lady with the dark black hair: first FoB: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 3 + 1 - 2 = 19
And almost within a split second of the arrow being loose, causing the air to shift around him produced by the feathers on himself, he had then notched another arrow aiming at the second scorpion, to which nipped at the feet of a masked woman. Second FoB: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 - 2 = 4 Just for a split second his thoughts shifted somewhere else, as to why she was going to let the scorpion through, and before he realised he had missed the second scorpion.
Male Aasimar (garuda blooded) Monk 1
The scream instantly awoke Eran, fighting of his sickening feeling he carefully rolled out of his bed to land on all fours. Hoping that the scorpions are more focused on its current target he carefully sneaks towards his weapons, fighting off every urge to convulse. stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15 |