Sh'torek nods to Nthanda as she manages to heal up some of his wounds. "Thank you." He then draws his own weapon as Nthanda then warns of the possible signs of the broken coconuts.
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"It is hard to disagree with a site that equals being farther away from Plugg."
As the healing energies flow through the Undine, Sh'torek feels rejuvenated as he continues fighting, to engaged to even realize why.
Sh'torek will aid Victoriana as much as possible on the ship; finding out that even that will not be near enough. As Plugg orders them to retrieve fresh water, Sh'torek looks to Dhugal and nods. "I could not agree more, Dhugal. Anywhere but here has to be a far better place."
Sh'torek manages to withstand another piercing stab, but who knows how much longer that will last as he continues his assault.
Sh'torek's fury takes over as he's torn up by the creatures. His normally blue body turns a violet purple as he brings his falchion up and bears it down toward one of the creatures.
"Looks like we're in for trouble. I don't think Mr. Plugg is following the captain's orders. If he's heading where I think he is, he might be planning to replace half the crew with meaner pirates, and that means up. So, who else on this boat can I trust?" Snake glances around before responding to Victoriana. "Boldwin, Dhugal, and Ambrose. They are the only ones I trust. There are others I believe they've turned to our cause, but we shall see." Dhugal does the minimal amount of work necessary to avoid drawing the attention of the officers. During quiet moments he seeks out Boldwin, Sh'torek and Ambrose, "We need to take control of this ship. Plugg is steering towards Bloodcove, not Port Peril. That can't be good news for us. Let's recruit others to our cause." Sh'torek's eyes narrow. "Then we shall take control. If we are headed to Bloodcove, then that will be Plugg's final destination," he vows. She does seek out Sh'torek, Dhugal, Boldwin, and Ambrose during the few minutes of communal mess-- in hushed tones over ship's biscuits and watery soup, she asks them how each of them came to be on the Man's Promise, and from where they hail originally. "I left home to try my hand at sailing. I was finding the experience to be fascinating. I learned a great deal from the different ships I was working on. Although, none were pirate ships until this one. I was taken by surprise just before going for a swim. I was knocked out and I woke up on the ship that attacked you and the others. That is it."
He then claps Sh'torek on the back, chuckling. "Well, least you ain't gettin' yer ass keelhauled. Saves us the trouble of worryin' about it." Sh'torek nods at the dwarf, "I cannot disagree, Boldwin. I cannot disagree," he says, a look of relief obvious upon him.
Sh'torek simply nods politely. As she introduces herself to them, "And I am Sh'torek."
Sh'torek listens intently to the the gnome's words and remains silent, acting casually. But then as she slanders him and storms off, he looks to Nthanda stoically. "She is quite convincing," he states as a matter of fact.
Having no desire to take part in any celebration, Sh'torek keeps to himself as he is relieved to find some time to rest and not have to worry about tasks. At least it is a small reprieve. Anger rises within with the tossing of the sailor overboard, but Sh'torek manages to keep his calm. One day... he vows through narrowed eyes at the Captain. After the Captain's speech, a small drop of hope enters into Sh'torek, thinking this is the moment he's been waiting for. The Captain will not be on this ship? This is the chance I have hoped for. Scourge and Plugg will soon pay. One way or another, either they will both be dead or I will.
Sh'torek looks to the woman a moment as if trying to discern her intentions. Leaning in a bit, "I will never kill just for the simple fact of killing, EXCEPT, for those like them," he says with obvious venom as his eyes dart toward Plugg and Scourge. "Those lives I will not hesitate to end... or at least die trying." He then leans back out, his eyes still fixed upon her for a moment before finally looking away. Now, we shall learn...
Reeling a bit from the flames, Sh'torek remains steadfast.
Sh'torek will continue to keep from killing the woman.
Sh'torek swings with the flat of his blade, hoping to avoid killing anyone. "I don't want to kill you, but we are forced to fight on threat of death," he informs his combatant.
Round 5
Sh'torek takes off, leaping to the other boat and landing with ease, drawing his blade.
Nodding to Ambrose, he readies to board.
Sh'torek leans in again toward the others, "Are we to kill these people? Honestly, there are several on this ship I'd rather put an end to. My quarrel is not with those on the other ship."
Sh'torek pokes his head out, wondering if this is simply part of some sick entertainment. After a moment and realizing it's not, he steps out completely, subtly working the kinks out. At Dhugal's instruction, Sh'torek nods and quickly makes his way to his quarters, gathering his weapons and donning his armor before returning back to the others on deck.
Speaking through parched lips, the barbarian still sounds resolute. "Thank you, Sandara. And please do not weep for me. It is far better to die than to continue living within this ungodly nightmare. I shall at least finally be free." He takes the food and water and sits, partaking of it and ignoring the pirates as they mock him.
"She still breathes! She is not dead! Plus, it was they who attacked me! I only defended myself! I need the healer!" He looks to them both through narrowed eyes, prepared to drop the unconscious pirate and fight for his life if they do not listen.
As the main threat to the barbarian falls, Sh'torek's breathing begins to return at a normal rate as he turns his attention to the now fleeing pirate. Just as he raises the dagger to take one last strike, he remembers the warning by the captain on the punishment for killing another pirate. Deciding to let Maheem go, he turns to Sly. He immediately bends down and pulls her out of the water. "Don't die," he tells the unconscious body, hoping she still lives. He then carries her back upstairs in an effort to find Sandara. If she dies, then so do I.
As Sly cuts the undine deeply, Sh'torek yells in pain, his anger rising beyond what he can control. His sea blue skin shifts to a near deep violet while his eyes become a deep red. "Then I will see you in Hell!" he responds to Sly as he stabs at her again.
As he manages to just snatch the dagger from Maheem and avoid a nasty swipe from him, Sh'torek takes advantage of the situation and turns to strike at Sly.
Sh'torek takes a step toward Maheem and attempts to wrench the dagger from the large man.
Sh'torek takes a step toward the pirates to get a better shot and tosses the tanglefoot bag at Maheem.
Sh'torek looks curiously at Plugg and Sourge as they laugh, wondering what it is they find so funny. As he moves down to the bilges, he then understands. Seeing two of the crew he clearly remembers, he catches sight of their weapons but says nothing and proceeds to get to work. Noticing several items, he picks up the shield first, the tanglefoot bag next and then the rest.
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Tired and agitated from the constant climbing, Sh'torek grabs for the rope with one hand, then throws his other hand up to grab on as well. Misjudging it terribly, he falls in once again.
Round 1
Grabbing a hold of the rope and beginning to climb, Sh'torek sees trash being flung his way. As he deftly avoids it, he loses his grip and falls in anyway, becoming more and more agitated at the stupid test as he swims back.
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...and barely manages to catch it on the railing of the boat. Tying off his end, he takes a deep breath and begins climbing.
Managing to make it back with his own crab load, Sh'torek nods a firm assent to Dhugal's claim, he himself becoming tired of the treatment from the whip wielding man.
Sh'torek continues his weak assault upon the lobster like creature.
Sh'torek continues to stab at the creature with the strength he has left.
As the barbarian is taken completely by surprise, he feels a nasty pinch from the creature as it gets a hold of him one moment, and in the next moment he's been set free due to the magic of Sandara. Reaching out to grab the dagger, he snatches it cleanly. "Thank you." He nods, turning and stabbing at the creature.
Sh'torek - shirtless and shoeless as always - looks to the others, leaning in, "As will I." He nods and then dives in.
Crab 1
Crab 2
Crab 2
Crab 3
Crab 4
Not having nearly as much trouble as the previous day, Sh'torek manages to make it through this one a bit better.
But the next day would prove to be his undoing as the work finally gets to him.
Feeling physically better now that he's got some sleep, Sh'torek returns to his duties once again. Although, he possesses a look as if the monotony is starting to wear on him, as if the boat itself is "winning".
Becoming angry at the fact he's having such a difficult time, he grits his teeth together in fury as he FINALLY manages to get to the top. "I hate this place! I hate it!"
Sh'torek gets back to work, albeit with far less energy than before. Nevertheless, he works at the job without a word of complaint.
After much annoyance, Sh'torek finally makes his way to the top.
Once his shift finally ends, Sh'torek turns in for the night, passing out instantly.
After nearly two days of work, Sh'torek does all he can to remain standing as the lack of sleep has taken its toll.
Seeing Dhugal's throw land perfectly, "Well done, Dhugal!" Sh'torek will swim alongside her and make sure she makes it okay the rest of the way.
Sh'torek looks to Rosie before looking to where the rope is hanging down. Turning to Boldwin, he yells through the rain. "Tie the rope off, Boldwin! And quickly!" With that, Sh'torek backs up a few steps and takes off, leaping over the railing and diving into the sea. As he comes up from under the water, he looks for the rope, swims toward it and grabs the end of it. He then quickly turns and swims with a graceful speed straight toward Rosie, grabbing her to keep her from sinking. "Here! Tie yourself off!" He hands her the rope. "I'll keep you afloat while you do!" Once she manages to tie herself off, Sh'torek will give a sign to the others to pull her up.
Sh'torek grows more concerned as things are starting to look bleak. "Dhugal! Find a rope and give me one end of it!" He yells after the half-orc as he moves to find another rope.
Sh'torek watches, hoping the rope makes it near enough to her so Ambrose can work his magic.
With the rain making it difficult, Sh'torek manages to finally make the climb and gets to work on the rigging. Blasted rain. Is there not enough working against us? He thinks to himself as he looks upon the sky, observing the rain as it pours heavily down upon him. I do so like the rain, though. This place is making me bitter. Sh'torek returns to the task at hand, trying to catch up for time lost on the climb up.
"The rats; yes. Outside of the chunks of flesh they removed from me with every bite, I had not thought that they might be diseased."
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