Is anybody planning on making a new character? I figure it might be easier for me to do so, since I've been absent for so long from the game.
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Plunder & Peril sounds cool and it would let people keep their characters, if they wanted. But I would be down to play any of those.
I'm still here, although I've had a difficult time getting motivated to try and jump back into the game after losing it for so long. =/
So weird. This campaign completely disappeared off of my page. I'll message Paizo about it, but in the meantime, I have 35 posts to catch up on. D:
I might be able to eventually, but a) I'm having a great time playing, and b) I still owe people Iron Gods >.> You do! ;) I want to play my arcanist with the sentient tumor.
Sabine laughs when she manages to climb the rope on her second try. She teases Mikael. "I thought you were supposed to be the nimble one."
Sabine's morale is high as she slings rope to help get the ship back into working order. The storm had been just what she needed, despite her close call. When Mikael puts his arm around her, she smiles like an fool for a moment, before scowling and shoving him further down the line. She drops her head and focuses on the rope, silently hoping that nobody saw her.
After reading through my character description again, I realize that I haven't been playing Sabine as rebelliously as I originally wrote her. I need to cause more trouble!
Sabine casts around wildly, searching for a rope to secure herself. "Man overboard!" she shouts. "Man overboard! Somebody get me a rope!"
Sabine gives Mikael a wide, if weary, grin. "Don't you?" she asks, her voice incredulous.
Sabine pulls away from Luke. "Thank you, but I do not fear death from the storm. If it is Gozreh's will that I return to them, then I accept it." She whips her head back and forth to clear her drenched hair from her face. "I don't believe today is that day."
Sabine takes the storm on directly, laughing and reveling in its fury. This was the ultimate manifestation of her faith and despite the driving rain and wind, she exulted in it. Racing around the deck to make repairs, she stops next to Luke to catch her breath. "Isn't it marvelous? Have you ever felt this close to the gods?"
Sabine offers the potion to Mikael. "Drink this. It should bring you back up to speed."
Sabine glares at Xavdeyr and holds out her hand. "Give me the potion," she states.
Sabine shakes her head. "I have no more healing magic available." She picks up the bottle and sniffs the liquid.
Sabine sank, the water pushing in from all sides. The more she thrashed about, trying to gain some purchase, the more disoriented she became. For all she knew, she had been swimming down. Her lungs burned for air and her limbs felt numb and cold, weak from the effort of swimming and fighting. The druid opened her mouth to cry out, but sucked in gulp of cold, briney water. The blood pounding behind her eyes, she gave into Gozreh's deep embrace. No. This was not how a predator died. This inky abyss belonged to her. Sabine would die with her enemy's blood on her teeth, not sinking into the abyss to never be seen again. Energy flooded her body, and suddenly, the water seemed not to pull her down, but buoy her up and away. Sabine knew what had happened. Gozreh, the Wind and the Waves, had saved her. She would not die today. Sabine breaks through the surface of the water and swims quickly to Archepex. "I can take him," she declares.
That really sucks. :( Losing a pet is always hard. Level 2
Sabine sees Mikael sink under the waves, unconscious. She tried to swim over to him, but her body failed her and she continued to flounder underwater.
Sabine tries to swim over to where Mikael and Xavdeyr were struggling, but she was exhausted from the fight with the first creature. She slips beneath the waves.
Sabine slaps desperately at the creature fighting Ausk. More than anything, she wishes she had brought her quarterstaff, although swimming with that would have been difficult. Surprisingly, one of her awkward attacks lands, crunching into a softer part of the shell.
Sabine swims around the side of the crab-beast, careful to stay outside the reach of its venomous claws, and places herself opposite Ausk. She begins to shout and splash, trying to distract the monster.
Sabine reaches Ausk and calls to Gozreh to heal her ally.
Sabine swims back up to the surface, gasping for air. The druid takes a moment to wipe the hair from her eyes and look around. Ausk and Xav were both under attack, but without her quarterstaff, she wouldn't be much help. The druid starts to swim towards Ausk, intending to heal his wounds.
Realizing how vulnerable she is in the water, Sabine calls upon Gozreh's power and a cloud of silt bursts from the reef, obscuring her and her allies.
Sabine manages to catch a glimpse of the creatures before being sucked underwater by a wave. She takes a moment to consider her options.
Sabine nods and takes a moment to slip out of her hide armor. Extra weight would be a nuisance in the water. Splashing into sea, it takes a moment for the druid to get her bearings, but soon she takes off, paddling after Ausk. In the reef, Sabine easily spots the crabs, but can't seem to find them when she dives under. Popping back up, she shakes the wet hair from her face. "I can't find them down there," she gasps.
Sabine shakes her head. "No creature on land or in the water deserves to be sold. Still, I am glad that you made the most of it. A weaker person would have wilted." She looks up to see Mikael end the fight decisively and gestures to Ausk. [b]"Follow me." Walking over to where Mikael and Xav were celebrating, she gives Mikael a wolfish grin. "I can heal that for you." Turning to Xav and Ausk , I have something for you all."[/b]
Sabine puts her back into the labor, eager to give herself more time between herself and when she and Mikael were caught sneaking around.
"The dwarf bought you?" Sabine asks, bluntly.
Sabine glances up at the half-orc. "What? You mean this floating death-trap filled with murderers and thieves?" The druid scoffs. "Yeah. It's my first time." She stays silent for a moment, tensing as Mikael makes a move to trip Crimson. "Thanks, though. What about you? Are you used to this?"
Sabine will watch the spectacle, finish her rum, and spend the night resting to fully heal from the lashes she received yesterday.
Sabine watches the spectacle wordlessly, nursing her rum.
Sabine shrugs. "Thank me if you must, but also thank Gozreh. I could not have done it without their help. As for the others... I assume they are finishing their chores for the day. We should talk tonight, all of us. I have some gifts for everyone."
Sabine quirks an eyebrow at Xavdeyr. "You'll want to avoid doing that," she says wryly. Taking her hand and pressing it between both of hers, she mutters a quick prayer to Gozreh. Green light flares and the elf's hand begins to rapidly heal. "The Wind and the Waves has seen fit to grant me many gifts."
Sabine watches Mikael go before turning to Xavdeyr. "You don't need to go to her. Let me see your hand."
The druid scowls at Archepex's attitude. "Aww, shape up, will ya? I know this is bad, but it could be worse. Fishguts could be frying you up for dinner. Moping won't solve your problems." Sabine lets out a slight smile as she notices Mikael climb on to the main deck, although she responds to Mikael's question without ceasing her scrubbing. "I've had worse. Nothing I haven't felt before." The druid had tied a loose linen shirt to expose her back. The lash wounds were gone, leaving faint red lines where angry welts had been the night before. She stands up to stretch and fixes Mikael with storm-grey eyes. "We have to be more careful. Next time we might get what Jake Magpie got."
Sabine gets to work, trying to keep out of sight of Scourge. Between yesterday's fight and her failed sneaking, she'd drawn enough attention to herself.
In the mean time, she will try and chat with Archepex. "Where are you from?"
Oh, man. I could use a new sink. Choon, hook me up!
Sabine clicks her tongue. "That's disappointing. Grok has a habit of leaving her door unlocked. If we had a way of getting into those chests somehow..." She leaves the rest unsaid. "So where did you want to look?"
Sabine stiffens as Mikael embraces her. It was not something that happened often in her life, and the suddenness of the act left her stunned... and a little happy. She didn't have very many friends. She steps out of the hug and tries to push the conversation along. It wouldn't do to let Mikael see her soften up. "I found some things lying around and took them in to trade earlier today. I have the others' weapons as well." She stops and thinks for a moment. "Do you know anything about opening something that's locked?"
Sabine stands passively, listening to Ausk sing and trying to ignore the rage in her belly and pain across her back, when Mikael approaches. She returns the man's grin with a coy smile. "Aye, I have your 'girls.' And your armor. Shall we fetch them?" ... Below decks, , Sabine produces an old piece of sailcloth containing Mikael's arms and armor. She hands them over to the warrior and retrieves her driftwood staff. "I could use an ally, especially after today's events. Make no mistake. We have enemies." She fixes Mikael with an intense gaze. "Please tell me you're more than a pretty face."
Sabine nods slowly to Mikael, anger in her eyes. Her back ached from the lash's touch, three angry red lines on the skin. She was thankful that she wasn't bleeding and that she hadn't fainted. When Mikael takes his place on the mast, Sabine glares at Mr. Scourge.
Haha I thought I was going to earn more lashes. :) Now I know I can talk back.
Sabine is incredulous. She had worked so hard to stay beneath notice, just to result in lashes for a fight she didn't start. Her fury comes bubbling out in a snarl. "Are you kidding me? They attacked us! For nothing!"
Sabine thanks Grok and goes to stow her regained possessions in the spot she had hidden her gathered stuff. She'd like to get them back to her companions, but she had already spent enough time away from work. She had no desire to feel Mr. Scourge's displeasure.
"Do you have the possessions of the newest recruits here? I'd like to buy my things back." Despite the dismissal way the half-orc was treating her, Sabine kept her voice as cool as possible. She didn't need to mess with the quartermaster. "My clothing, a driftwood staff, shark's hide armor, a backpack with its contents, and a wooden aspect of Gozreh. If I can, I want to buy some of the others' gear as well."
Sabine sets a sack full of 'misplaced' things on the counter. Dauntless, she continues, "I'd like to trade for some things. I understand you're the woman I need to see."
Sabine accepts her role without a word, but she couldn't keep from smirking. Was there ever a more effective hunter than the shark? Catching rats was surely beneath her, but Sabine had no illusions that she would be effective. She spends the day easily catching vermin, making sure to visit the quartermaster when she has a free moment.
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