Ok, I'm going to stop checking in on this. By all means MP me if there is any movement.
I PM'ed GM X, but nothing yet. Might have to send him an email...
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Kree accepts the pain stoically and then falls into deep slumber. She sleeps soundly...
Kree bites her lip in consternation, then holds Sandara's eyes with her own deterrmined gaze. "So more pain, huh? Sounds like a plan...I thank you for the offer...and accept."
Kree alerts the others that Sandara is motioning to her/them. She makes her way gingerly over to the woman, taking care to be unobtrusive as possible...
Kree is a bit unsteady, but manages a wry grin when gently ribbed for kicking the Captain's door into his face. She touches no alcohol, and seems somewhat deflated.
Only three more converts to friendly or helpful and we can level up...
"<koff> <koff>... [blood on cut near eye finally clots] [browny-purplish bruise grows to cover one side of kree's face] <koff><koff>"
"<koff> <koff>... [blood seeps from cut near eye] [bruise on face turns a decidedly browny-purplish] <koff><koff>"
Current XP tally: 200 : NPC diplomacy - Ireariina's gnome suitor and Drahzar's crewmember
Total: 1062/1300 xp.
Do we get 100 xp each (NPC Diplomacy) from Rosie and Samms Toppin? Do we get any XP for successfully retrieving our gear? Do I lose XP for kicking the door into the Cap'n's fat face?
Kree hears the warforged, but can do little more than grunt in further pain. Eventually she manages to speak a little. "Thank you Bar....Keep low, and leave me as you.... say. I... will....heal, or.... die....trying."
GM: I wasn't trying to initiate "combat". Kree was merely trying to impress upon the captain that a: his security was terrible and b: his "galley slaves" are more able than perhaps he realises. I don't think he particularly needed to take notice of any of this, especially after being assaulted. :)
GM: Kree gives the door a quick kick, trying to connect with Harrigan.
Regardless of her success, she places the tray delicately down on a table and turns to the men. "Looks like your security is as shite as everything else around here. When might we see any action, let alone plunder? Why don't you give us a chance to prove ourselves? You've whipped us, thrown us against your crappe owl bear. And we cleared out your vermin. What in Ilzmagorti do YOU do?"
Kree takes the tray and waits for the girl to leave before listening at the door a moment...
Kree puts her hands up...and smiling, motions the girl over. "Here girl. They want me to take that in..."
Kree will maintain her friendship with Badger, but will not let on that their mission to the q-store was successful. Beyond that she keeps her head down and attempts to work hard... and occasionally sneak around to check locations of any and everything...
Sorry - Kree will try to hide her weapon and armor in the hold where we found the other items and rats. Just realized I never actually bought her armor, or anything else for that matter. I have 25 gold to spend after the setaq...
Kree stifles a squeal as she locates her gear and beloved setaq - an ominous double glaive-like weapon with fin-like blades at each end. Kree becomes instantly wary. "Where can we hide this all?"
Kree pouts and relents, giving Ire a modicum of care, feeling the wound out and making sure there is no poison. She then sniffs and peers at the wooden locker. [] [second sight]
Kree flinches as the arrow trap strikes the inquisitive drow. Then scowls and snuffs. "Still. Not. My. Stuff." The shifter begins to despair of ever finding her heirloom weapon again. "It's not even likely to fit in these boxes!!!"
Kree is obviously disappointed. "None of this stuff is mine!"
[-1 Int, +1 second sight]
Kree nods in a feral rictus. "Let's go then. If drunk is the order of the day….night, we best get our goods now." She stops to see if Badger is interested in some entertainment/helping out…
Waitng on any response from Drahz. So Barnacle and Calloran, you guys good for a little investigation of whether the q-stores master is asleep/drunk? Drahz too? Given none of us are particularly well in with the Halfling Rosie, and our only link to the gnome lies bleeding in her bunk, maybe we just keep this in party. Get our stuff. Thinking on this further, Kree has a high wisdom, but is also out of her depth/comfort zone. Though maybe Kree will try to gain the help of Badger Medlar... @GMX - DO we feel that we have the person power to stage a mutiny? As a player it is very hard to tell what our characters feel or know - do they think such a mutiny now has any chance of success? Right now, our only plan is to retrieve weapons - my fear is that once that task is completed, if we don't take over the ship our activities will eventually be noticed or our stash of ill-gotten personal equipment found. Do we think our bunks and sleeping area are routinely searched?
Kree checks on Ire, and offers what little she can in terms of aid. Having felt the lash Kree knows the drows pain all too well. "Rest well black elf lass. We prevail."
Hearing the warforged and human in discussion she weighs in with hoarse whispers... "Maybe Grok...she no even lock door. She pished. [here mimes drunken state by shaking head and sticking out tongue] We go check. Maybe tell that half-lady what is friend - Rosie - and Ire's gnome friend Conchobar? Maybe we make common cause, get our gear and take charge of ship?" Kree knows it is a longshot, and they have few resources even with their equipment back - but seeing Ire make such good representation to Scourge and still get whipped….she longs for release and revenge.
Kree rushes to fibd the trouble, arriving to see Ire, Kroop, Scourge and the rest assembled. The atmosphere is charged and seems somewhat... tense.
Kree bundles back to her allies. "Grok is ten or more sheets to the wind and will be completely sozzled if not asleep by darkfall. We can carefully ransack the quartermaster's to get our gear!!!"
Kree works reasonably well on the ropes, and is not tired by her efforts. She decides to sneak off and try to find out more about the deeper levels of the ship...
4 Hauling Rope and Knot Work: Tying and untying
[+ 1 second sight] Daily action: Sneak
Kree subtly twists causality to aid Drahzaar, and herself as she attempts to sway Jack. "These are good bones, no?" Use second sight on Drahz - +1 to his roll if it is the actual roll, otherwise +1 to Ire's roll... [-2 Cha, + 1 second sight]
Current XP tally: 200 : NPC diplomacy - Ireariina's gnome suitor and Drahzar's crewmember
Total: 862/1300 xp.
Once Ire arrives, Kree looks the bones over.
Kree is aazed she didn't think of this before. Bones! Sharpened as spikes, or arrayed as a breastplate. "Yess! Bones! All you can scavenge and hide and bring to us!". Then a look of curiosity crosses her face. "Who is Jack? she asks Barnacle bluntly.
Kree hears Ire picking up the chant, and enthused, enjoins the crew further… "DRAHZAR! DRAHZAR! DRAHZAR!" [-2 Charisma, +1 second sight]
Kree erupts with raucous cheers. "Well done Drahzar!!! DRAHZAR DRAHZAR DRAHZAR!!!!
Kree see the danger and shifts Drahzar's form imperceptibly, making his evasion a moment earlier. Round 6 Immediate Action: Second Sight on Drahzar's Round 6 Acrobatics vs AoO roll of 10..
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