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You know what would make it especially appropriate? If it was an undead zoombie* monkey.

*zombie with the fast template

Nimwi, I was just reminded that you can get a familiar this level. (The monkey comment makes more sense now. :)

What kind of critter were you thinking of?

I can choose between monkey and parrot. Does the monkey comment make even more sense now?

I'll just take the average. No CON mod makes it a poor bet to roll.

Do you count the half point every other level or just drop it?

@Kosz: "You are different, any fool can tell that...and I am no fool." Kyson smiles and give his bravest face.

"Did Iomedae herself send you to aid us? Did one of her heralds? I only wish I could see them once to know that they would aid us in our struggle."

Kyson reveals a softness in his faith to you.

Kosz silently regards the guide for several moments before answering. As ever, his voice is slightly tinny with a faint echo coming from the helm'I serve the Grey Lady; she who opens all of the doors in our lives. The Worldwound is a portal she does not control and that makes it one doorway too many. She has been patient out of respect for her ally's successor. Now she takes an active hand. Her faithful are few, but we are all called to this place and time to unmake this abomination.'

Examination of Nimwi shows that if he does not receive some form of healing soon he may bleed out.

I completely forgot to have Nimwi roll to stabilize, go ahead and roll twice for that please.

Just a point of contention, but nobody would ever shoot Errol Flynn when he was performing signature moves! =P

sleep lasts 1 minute per level, however; the sleeper that was hit automatically awakens (if he's still conscious).

Hate to tattle on myself, but shouldn't Nimwi take falling damage, too?

@Errol Flynn

You very nimbly run across the spar and hook the other one.

WOOT!

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Would you consider anyone taking a turn in the crow's nest to be armed and/or armoured?

Nimwi makes minor repairs to the looted nets before taking a turn at the crow's nest.

Profession (sailor): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

A check to know which of the three ports has the biggest, or even has, slave markets.

Knowledge (local or geography): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Nimwi gets up on deck as soon as the captain orders the all clear. He jumps to work preparing the ship for sailing.

Profession (sailor) 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Nimwi looks over both the tridents and the nets. All could notice that his large grotesque mask is not on his face. In its place, there sits a thin half mask of mottled colors that seem to blend into the darkness. It reaches back, covering the entire top half of his head, tied low and to the side of his neck.

Hefting the metal trident, he stands quietly, head held slightly back and cocked to the right. His still silence drags out several minutes when he finally bursts out, 'Despite it's poor condition, this trident is of exceptional quality. If there are no objections, I would keep it.'

Upon a cursory examination of the nets he points out several small holes, 'I can repair these and teach others how to use them to catch fish, or even men.' He seems not to wait for an answer before taking up the trident and nets, carrying them over to his bunk where he sets them down then climbs into his hammock and goes to sleep.

Nimwi attacks the third Sahuagin from his current position.

Scorpion whip attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Initiative: 10, HP 8/8, AC 13 (+3 DEX)

Coming upon the scene as he clears the stairs, Nimwi lashes out at the teetering sahaugin. Should that one be dispatched before his turn, Nimwi will target any sahaugin within 15'

Scorpion whip attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Nimwi hears the peal of the bell and rolls out of his hammock. Grabbing up his scorpion whip, he rushes to the stairs.

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

'Hey, look! It's dark!'

Can Nimwi request 1st or last watch for himself so he can have the necessary rest for replenishing his spell slots?

Nimwi catches the captain's attention, 'There was another of the sahuagin swimming away when I was leaving the ship. It noticed me but continued on toward the shoreline.' He points in the direction it went.

'There is more on the wreck that can be salvaged. I can retrieve it.' The masked elf tells Ragnar.

Swimming up after the longboat, Nimwi pushes a cask ahead of him. Upon arriving, he waves for a line to be dropped down to secure the small barrel. Should a line be forthcoming, he ties on both waterproof bags before affixing the line to the cask, then waves to signal for it to be brought aboard.

Nimwi swifly clambers up any one of the lines trailing from the ship, coming over the rail onto the main deck.

Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Stepping up to Captain Ragnar, Nimwi delivers his report.

'We were beset by some aquatic humanoid on the way to the wreck. It had claws, a nasty maw and was wielding a trident. It was quickly dispatched and the body fell back into the water before we had time to ascertain it's exact nature.'

'The ship was also attacked by these fishmen. From the signs reefward on the outside of the hull, the attack happened and then the ship hit the reef. Two humans dead in the captain's quarters. Belowdecks, one cabin contained sailors gear, a crate of blankets and another of sailcloth and flags. It was thoroughly ransacked, but no blood or bodies. A cabin on the other side was their larder, foodstuffs, casks of what could be ale and barrels of water, presumably fresh. This cabin was where the breach occured and continued farther below. I was bringing up the first cask of ale when I noticed that the longboat was returning to the ship, presumably because of the worsening weather or a signal from here. I recovered the flags I could and a cask.'

He unties the bags from the line and opens them. 'In the captain's cabin we recovered these.' Reaching into his armour, he brings out a sodden purse. Again, assuming no one else had already grabbed them He removes an ornate, possibly ornamental, rapier and a saber from his belt.

Nimwi produces:

As many of the maps and charts as could be salvaged, rolled up.
A purse filled with gold pieces bearing the marks of Cheliax.
One rapier with bejeweled hilt.
One unremarked saber.
A battered log.
Various flags.
A cask of ale.

Nimwi heaves the first cask of ale from the cabin up to the deck of the wrecked ship. He sees his shipmates rowing the longboat back to their ship. What about our captain's order to salvage what we could from this wreck? He shrugs and returns below decks.

Nimwi crosses the hall into the opposite cabin to search it as well.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Nope, just the stairs leading down at the end of the hallway. Though you could see water had come all the way up to the top of them so you can assume that the level underneath you is completely flooded.

Nimwi comes out of the captain's cabin to find Patch growing a girl sized barnacle at the waterline around his midships. Cocking his head to the left as he takes in the odd sight, he pauses for a few seconds before seeming to lose all interest and continues on to the stairs down into the ship.

Arriving at the two opposing doors, he enters the cabin on the left. Quickly taking stock of the room he searches for anything that of value to the coffers or the mission.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21 Not bad.

Nimwi holds up the battered log. 'We can continue the search throughout the ship and peruse this once we return to the ship' Barring objections, he places the book inside his waterproof bag, carefully folding it to keep it safe.

"Nimwi! See if you can find the captain's log, won't you?"

Hearing the call from Patch, Nimwi tried to find any books, the captain's log or otherwise.

Still taking 20 on Perception: 26

Just wanted to post to keep in touch. Still searching the first room

Nimwi's search though the furniture seems fruitless until he gets to the desk. What was once most likely a hidden drawer was left slightly ajar by being overturned and you find a pouch was a number of gold coins of Chelaxian origin inside it. Strewn underneath the desk are a number of maps, some of which are ripped beyond repair. Half of one that you find catches your eye because clearly marked on it is the city you had just departed from.

Both of the bodies that you examine clearly died from the wounds they received in battle and their weapons are still beside them. The captain had a cutlass and possibly noble had a rapier. The cutlass is quite ordinary and functional, unlike the rapier which may have been more for ornament with its overbalanced gilded and jeweled hilt. The possibly noble also is wearing two rings, one of which is a signet ring.

Nimwi closes the coin pouch and tucks it inside his armour for safekeeping until they get back to the ship. He takes all of the extant maps he can find and rolls them up. He then places them inside one of his waterproof bags. If no one else takes the weapons, he'll tuck them through his belt.

That search should have taken several minutes, so I'll lurk through Deron and Lunthawg's current adventure. =D

That trident didn't look special or especially well-made, did it? If so, Nimwi would have immediately dove in after it. Taking 10 on Swim check: 19 (Nimwi can always take 10 on Swim checks)

Hanging the fins from the back of his armour, Nimwi joins his shipmates on the wreck. Following the others into the cabin, he is aghast at the scene of carnage. 'I urge caution. Let us take our time investigating what has happened here before moving on to the rest of the ship. We may find that whatever clues can be uncovered here might help us to be better prepared for what else we may discover in the bowels of the ship. One or two of us should keep watch at the door while the others thoroughly search for any clues.'

Setting an example, he begins moving slowly through the cabin, stopping to examine every piece of furniture, each of the bodies and the entirety of the cabin.

Taking 20 on Perception: 26

Knowledge (nature) to determine what attacked the men: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Since I may be asleep before the next round begins I thought I might announce my next action. If the creature is still up, Nimwi's next action will be:

Nimwi takes a step forward and thrusts his own trident at the fanged maw of the vile creature.

Melee trident attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Nope!

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

Leaving his equipment resting at his feet, Nimwi readies his trident against attack.

Nimwi takes notice as the wreck is called out. At the call that something jumped off, he races below decks and comes back a moment later carrying a strange object under one arm and a pair of long fin looking things in the other. He looks out toward the wreck, scanning the water back to the ship.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

As the longboat is lowered, Nimwi asks Ragnar, 'Would you have me look for whoever abandoned the wreck?'

Nimwi continues to work, keeping the sails trimmed.

Profession (sailor): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Leaning towards Nimwi, he asked quietly, What's with the mask?

The board is telling me I can only post 10 times before my avatar name is permanently Patch Cullen. It didn't do this with any of my other avatars... should I be worried?

Yeah, whenever you create a new avatar, you can change the name of the avatar anytime during your first ten posts. After that it permanently locks in the name.

Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Nimwi turns to regard the elementalkin. His head slowly tilting to the left, he stares for long seconds before responding. 'You are Undine. My people often deal with your kith and kin. Strange that you do not recognize it.'

The tall elf's entire body seems to shrug, his eyes blinking several times before returning to his task.

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Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

At the mention of merrow, Nimwi actually speaks up. 'Very much like ogres who have adapted to life in the sea. They are fast swimmers with vicious claws.'

The elf follows the half-orc below decks. He returns with a trident joining the barbed whip and folded net hanging from his hips and the dagger in it's wrist sheath strapped to the underside of his left forearm.

Apologies. Am discovering that the posts made around 5 am my time yesterday all disappeared when their boards went down.

The tall thin elf, behind his grotesque mask and strange wooden armour, works quickly and quietly. He takes to the tasks like he was born to them and does not remark however menial be the job.

Alrighty, looks like everyone is here. First IC post will be coming up tomorrow. If you have any last minute changes or questions go ahead and ask now, otherwise take your seasick pills and watch out for mermaids.

Aye, aye, cap'n!

Dotting!

I am in! I look forward to playing with everyone.

Here is the character submission for drayen. I look forward to seeing the great ideas that everyone comes up with for this adventure.

As am I.

Harshly whispering, Nimwi alerts the rest of the party. 'Someone is approaching the trap door above us. Hide.' He then moves farther into the tunnel to be out of line of sight.

Perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22 Low-light vision (since there is some light still showing)

'As always, I have a greater reach with my weapons and can stay a ways back. I know that some of us can see in true darkness. For any others, I can create a light source for our use if it is deemed safe.'