Icy ray at the leader's head.
** spoiler omitted **
The ray hits the kuo-toa squarely in the head and he shakes his head and grimaces, but does not seem to be substantially hurt by it.
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The first wave of Kuo-toa are reaching the ship and are trying to climb up the sides. Several crew members take up positions near the rails, while a couple crank back the ballista.
Dark blood stains the water, but the creature continues swimming towards the ship.
If by leader you mean the first kuo-toa within range then sure. :) Now roll your to hit and tell me how much damage you do. :)Let's just jump back into the combat and we'll see who's still around by the time we get to the end of it. Those still on board can continue, those who moved on can be written out at that point. And we'll see if we need to add any players. The kuo-toa have the ship surrounded and are closing fast. Those on board the ship can now see their dark forms moving through the water.
*dances gleefully* Yes, someone did. Sorry about that. I had bronchitis. Well, first it was the cold that would not end. Then it turned into bronchitis. I was sick from the start of September until just a few days ago. I barely managed to keep up with the pbp s that I'm a player in. Although much silliness occurred in FaWTL. Silliness can happen even when running a high fever. :) Anyhooo, we can start this back up as soon as tomorrow if you still want to.
Within the room the group finds a minotaur in the throes of a drug-induced rage rending another corpse limb from limb. Blood and body parts are scattered throughout the room. You would guess he's murdered three women so far. He looks up as you enter, eyes red with bloodlust.
As he nears the top of the stairs, Timmis sees a leg draped over the top rail of the bannister dripping blood onto the stairs. The rest of the woman(?) that it once belonged to lies strewn across the hallway. The crashing noises continue in one of the rooms on this floor.
Inside the door, there are girls running every which way. Many of them are screaming at high volume. There is crashing coming from up the stairs.
"Yesss. I mussst help man the ballisssta. You can choossse to help with that, or however you think you can be the mossst ussse."
[signs]** spoiler omitted **[/signs] "Typically, I use what spells I have to support the rest of the crew. Come on, we should get out there."
"Pleasure to meet you, Adrick," Horace says cheerfully. He is more than happy to show off his immaculately clean galley to a fellow cook.
After a good deal of trouble, the group manages to get the thugs, the harlot, and the gnome subdued and cuffed. They commandeer a wheelbarrow, and more than half the group escorts the prisoners back. Yarden, Savrial, and Father Timmis are left to try to deal with whatever else goes wrong here. Timmis manages to help some of the residents put out the fires the gnome was trying to set before any serious structural damage occurs. As the group stands and looks around for any more trouble they hear crashing and screaming from inside one of the buildings.
"I angered the Watcher," the kobold says mournfully, "and was banned from the caves and mines for not less than five years. Longer if I do not suffer sufficiently while I am forced to toil in the harsh sun. I must not become comfortable or I will not be allowed back below."
Nimm springs to the wheel and gives it a go: Prof Sailor: 1d20+7=18 "Well, you do seem to have a talent for this. That's good. I might even get some rest from time to time now," she adds jokingly.
"I don't think the Cap'n is going to want to do that again anytime soon. Several skins of the giant manta rays could work? Should we encounter them again?" "Yes, that could work. I haven't seen many of the big rays around, but where there's one there could be more. We'll keep an eye out."
"Okay, that was kind of almost cute. What else you got?" This time you actually get a laugh out of her. "Okay, so maybe you're alright," she grudgingly admits. "Look, I'm gonna go down for a few minutes so I can grab a bite. You stay up here and keep a lookout. No goofing off. It can mean people's lives if you don't spot an enemy early on." With that she shifts into a small siamese cat and hops out of the crow's nest leaping and climbing down the rigging to the deck below.
Sssysssil tilts his head and looks at Fish quizzically.
Xikti'irrr waves Quentin aside and redoes the repair making sure to show the process as he does. "You are eager, but you rush in. Some tasks require patience and knowledge to acquire. On a ship your life often depends on how well your equipment functions. You must learn to look closer, pay attention to the details. And ask for help when needed," the thri-kreen adds dryly. "Now come along. We will continue our work and I will teach you how these things work."
"Oh. I am Sssysssil. I am taking inventory," he hissed. "You can help by counting the ammunition in that barrel. What'sss your name?"
As they inspect the weapons, Xikti'irrr finds that one of the ballista has a damaged spring that would prevent it from firing. He gives the new part to Quentin and asks him to attempt the repair.
"Aye, Pilot, in the dead of night when the winds were calm and the mates asleep. Never in the mouth of a gale or a strong storm, tho' I know the technique, if not the practice." "Well, then, time to show me what you know," she said, stepping away from the wheel.
Continues with his work,"I am sure we could if we were able to find the carcass of another large child of the Sea Mother? Have you seen anything like that in these waters?" "Never up close. I saw something of that size once on a voyage that skirted near the edge, but we were more concerned at the time about steering the ship so that we didn't fall off."
19 WHY CAN'T I SEEM TO ROLL WELL IN SOCIAL SITUATIONS!
Fin gets a grudging smile and even one suppressed chuckle from Blessing. She seems to be warming up to him a little. "Okay, that was kind of almost cute. What else you got?"
Jace starts showing Kauul each of the charts and what they all mean, patiently explaining how to read them. And only rolling his eyes a little when it takes two or three tries.
"Okay, so maybe you're not totally useless," Blessing says grudgingly. "So now we pretty much get to sit up here and keep and eye out. It can get kinda boring, so your job is to keep me entertained."
Nimm does what he's asked quickly and well and earns a nod of approval from Cherry Blossom. "Okay, so you know your way around a ship. Have you ever steered one before?"
Jace shrugs.
Spoiler:
I was a bit of a show-off and got myself kicked out of the Collegium Arcanum and needed to get out of town fast. So I joined the Navy. Worst five years of my life. But I've got a good place here. And I've come to love the ocean. That and wizards have distressingly long memories so I'm not exactly going back home to set up shop any time this decade. Or next. But maybe the one after that. If I grovel.
Well, anyhow, I'll show you the charts and start teaching you how to read them. [/signs]
"Then you won't have any trouble adjusting the forward sail to better catch the wind," she said, smiling. "Go on now. That wasn't a suggestion."
Walks over to Warek,"Greetings, Warek, Cap'n asked me to help you out for the time being. How may I help you with those sails?" Sits down and grabs another damaged portion of the sail, and begins to mend using both magic and the sail needle. "Hmmm, well that's a handy ability," the Darfellan said in a cheerful rumbling bass. "When we're finished mending the sail, we're going to go down into the water and scrape some of the barnacles off the ship. I don't like to let the hull get too dirty. It slows us down. I like what you did with the dinghy. I wish there was some way to do something similar with the whole ship."
Nimm steps forward, snaps a salute to his new boss. "Nimm Qa'dim reporting for duty! Where shall I begin?" Cherry Blossom laughed, her simian paws gripping the wheel securely. "Well, that depends, Nimm. How much sailing experience do you have?"
Thlios gave him a mournful look. "Why would I wish to interrupt my penance with something so cheerful as music? I suppose you'll be wanting to take some of my work now, too." He sighed. "Very well, there is an extra mop over there. You can help me swab the deck."
Quick smiles and nods to Gracie then turns to look at the one he was assigned to. He can't help but blink a bit at the insect-like creature before him, but he keeps his surprised covered as best as possible and maintains a friendly look. "Greetings friend, Quentin Silverhome at your service, though you may call me 'Quick'." With that said he starts to reach out to shake a hand and then pauses awkwardly, not sure which one to try and shake. "Um, what shall my first task be?" "Well, then, Quick," the thri-kreen said with a lot of extra clicks that Quentin can't figure out, "we shall get started right away. We are making sure that all of the ballista are in good working order. We check this every day and make repairs as needed. Wouldn't do to come across pirates or kuo-toa and find out the weapons aren't working. Come along then," he said, skittering across the deck.
Sanura looks a bit baffled when mentioned that her assigned crew member is a lizardfolk, having never actually encountered one before. She nods to Gracie, then walks a bit around the ship with Fish, trying to find him. She eventually finds what she imagines must be him in the hold sorting through various items and muttering to himself about how arrows don't grow on trees. He looks up. "Who are you?" he says in a hissing voice.
Jace looks anything but combat ready, but you can't be certain if that is really the case. He does have a lot of pouches on his person and a bag with what appears to be a book inside. You're guessing he's a wizard. Jace looks a bit dismayed when you first begin talking, but brightens up when you switch to signs.
Spoiler: Ah, well, that's certainly nothing to be ashamed of. I apologize if I gave offense. I wasn't sure if the Captain was having a joke at my expense or not. She has an odd sense of humor at times. Well, as the navigator, I spend the majority of my time making charts. Are you familiar with basic astronomy?
"Okay, so maybe you're not totally useless," Blessing says grudgingly. "So now we pretty much get to sit up here and keep and eye out. It can get kinda boring, so your job is to keep me entertained."
Fin reaches out to shake the girl's hand. "Morning miss. Honest Finial, Purveyor of Quality Goods at your service. So, uh, what exactly am I going to be doing?" She gingerly shook his hand, her bell jingling as she moved. She sighed and rolled her eyes. "I don't know why I always get stuck babysitting the new guys. Please tell me you don't get seasick. The last one threw up all the time. It was so gross.""Oh, and you'll be going up there with me," she said pointing to the crow's nest. "You'd better not have a problem with heights." Blessing stalked over to the rigging and started to climb. "Well? What are you waiting for? An invitation? Come on!"
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