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Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Be well.

Have lots of fun!


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Innitiative:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
DM-Camris wrote:
What's the plan?

I thought M'self an' Reijo an' maybe Shaedeen slip over the wall. Take the gate person by surprise. Open the gate and let Des and Dreamer in. While that's happening, some one is checkin' tha' lizard and maybe lettin' it loose ta' nibble on tha' Native peoples? Yes? No?


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Opening tha' door is part of tha' plan. Yup, yup. (^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny prepares to slip over the wall along with Reijo and Shaedeen to help 'Ko' the gate guard and stuff...

Stealth:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Climb:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Acrobatics:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Oooo... not good rolls in that lot.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Well, given the screaming and the current raining I'd be thinking now?

Wait? I thought we'd snuck up using the cover of a rain squall? Is it over already?


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny nods and gives Reijo a thumbs up. (^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

"Okeys. Here's a idea. I sneak along the cliff, sneak through the bushes an' let theys' critter loose. That way, least, we find out if'n they is friends with it or it wants a nibble. In'a kerfuffle ye all sneak over tha' fence tween it an' that building," Sunny points to the weird, multi-walled building close to the wall behind which they are hiding.

"That way, ye can be gettin' at 'em more controlled, like. I'll be tryin' ta' sneak back and then be joinin' ye." She smiles.

"Does it sound like a plan?" (^_^)

I put a little, purple 'X" to highlight the building in question. Hope that's okeys.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny watches the people natives some more. Wondering if she could wear enough to act as a disguise...

Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Y'know. They does look a lil' bit like Kin..."


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny nods at Shaedeen's words,

"Aye. Seein' these peoples, I can right understand me Cousin's words a 'The world would be so much simpler if we could fire-ball all the problems.'."

Sunny peers at the layout of the compound,

"Like, if we could git ta' other side of that building nearest the wall there," She points to the sort of 'bulged' building.

"We could kind'a use it ta' force them ta' only be able ta' come at us from one direction?" She offers.

"Also, makin' sure that skink dun't come try an' eat us. That's be a good thing." She finishes.

Just another couple of clarifying questions.

The greenery? Is that shrubs? Bushes? Trees?

Looking at the walls there. Uhm, are those gaps? Like spaces 'Big' enough to squeeze through?


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny is completely supportive of her friend's efforts.

Diplomacy:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

(^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny drops nimbly off the palisade and scampers over to her friends.

"Come on. They's makin' waaaay too much nose fer them ta' be hearin' ye selfs.' She assures Des and Dreamer. Though she does help them across the slick and slippery rain-soaked ground.

Stealth Aid another:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 (Just Dex based)

Before crouching at the base of the wall and whispering a description of what she's seen to her friends. (^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sorry for asking the questions possibly in the wrong thread.

Uhm, are there 'Counters' for us? Not sure where to start on that 'North'/'Right-side' wall.

Much cheers to all.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny slips cautiously closer to the camp.

Stealth:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21(Untrained, dex)

Carefully checking the wooden palisade,

Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Before attempting to climb the wooden barrier for a peek inside.

Climb:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny pads along, not minding the rains, doing her best to be both quiet and helpful.

Survival:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Stealth:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

"I get why we's all unhappy about losing' friends an' missin' tha' boat an' all. But why'd there has ta' be a snek in'a thing?" Sunny muses."Whut'd any snek ever do ta' us?"


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny prepares to head out into the (Morning?) rain with everyone to take a peak into the bad people's compound.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Much cheeriness to everyone. (^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny also rises. Helping people gather their stuff in preparation for the coming excursion to the nearby tribe's redoubt. She moves to walk beside Des.

"Wait? Dreams can come from places?" She whispers, sounding some what confused. Though the night's disturbed sleep might also be affecting the tanned Elf.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
DM-Camris wrote:

That night, safe in the old cave…

Dreams; You’re sitting down in the galley aboard the Throaty Mermaid, then the Jenivere, then back again, getting ready for your meal.

Captain Kovack cheerfully sitting at the head of the table, his yeoman/girlfriend Azuretta draped across his shoulders.
The ship’s cook has given you a steaming bowl of soup, but you drop your spoon.

You see that the deck below is covered with seawater up to your ankles, but that is completely normal.

Then your dropped spoon sinks into the water and washes out to sea through a hole.

You’re forced to lift your delicious bowl of soup to your lips and drink.

But something big goes into your mouth as you do so, and you feel a sharp bite on your tongue.

You drop the bowl, only to reveal a serpent had hidden in your soup that now dangles from your tongue as it chews furiously.
You start awake, biting your own tongue in an attempt to bite through the snake’s body.[/i]

It takes you a few seconds to realize it was just a nightmare and stop.

(>_<)

(O_o)

"GAH!" Sunny bounces awake.

"Nope, nope, nope, NOPE!" She flails about for but a few moments as her mind catches back up with wakefulness... She looks around,

Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Noticing the reactions of her friends. She frowns and looks to huddle closer to any one willing.

"I am rilly startin' ta' be not likin' this place..." She grouses.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Survival:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Sunny does her best to help make the cave comfortable and everyone's stay there restful in preparations for the coming day's exploring/sneaking.

Bugger.... Not a lot ta be workin' wiff then...


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny nods, "Right! Chelax-Ians is tha' devil worshipin' slavery one." She nods again, then looks all concerned. Stepping closer to offer a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder.

"Ye is all okeys, then?" Sunny asks, concerned. Then she blinks.

"But then, this other Lass? Nill-Ith-Party? She were a Chlax-Ian as well, right? Like all'a tha' peoples from on'a ship we seen?" Sunny looks to the rest of her friends.

"Is that mean she got ta' rilly lookin' out fer these demon things? Is that why these folks is all... 'Bity'?" She asks/wonders aloud.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny blinks at Shaedeen's explanation.

Uhhhh... which way does that work?" She obviously lost something in the translation.

"Is that Nill-ithy-party? or tha' Chilly-Axians?" She asks.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny skips back, having deposited a load of rubbish well outside.

She glances at the leather thing Seadreamer's holding and listens to her friends.

"Nil-ith-arty were a Cleric, though? She were part a tha' crew, like?" Sunny tilts her blond mop. "These 'Chill-axians'? Whut kind'a people's is they?" She asks.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Heal Check:1d20 - 3 ⇒ (13) - 3 = 10(Dun't has that)

Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Int check:1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4 (Kind'a dun't has that XD)

Sunny skips about along side her friends and tries to make the newfound cave a tad more livable,

Survival:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

She really doesn't seem to care about the bones and scraps. She is happy to sort through them, keep the ones she thinks she can work into tools, items, weapons etc, and simply tossing the rest...

Shaedeen M. Valzanar wrote:
b]"Seems to me Sunny's plan is solid, especially if we move in during one of the downpours when visibility's at its worst."[/b]

Sunny nods "Aye, an' tha' rain be good fer washin' off tha' day's workin's too..." She agrees with her friend. (^_^)

Wait? I done a plan? Yay! *Does happy dance of planning... XD


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

(^_^)

Wait? Lead? Where we goin'? Which way? XD


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny stares out over the bay at the distant human buildings. Glancing towards Shaedeen. She tilts her head,

"Here? I didn't think ye liked splashin' about?" She asks her friend, sounding very puzzled. She continues to survey the island-place.

"Wellll.... if'n we slowly move along tha' shore ta' over there.." She points deeper into the bay.

"We can be walkin' along tha' path, like." She frowns.

"Buuut am pretty sure tha' people's is gon'a be lookin' fer peoples ta be doin' just that thing." She nods as much to herself as her friend as she thinks out loud.

"Hmmm.. tha' place be on'a high point. Maybe we head over there," She indicates where the stream meets the bay. "Then we cut through tha' trees ta' tha' beach on'a other side, like..." Sunny's voice grows slower as she thinks things through.

"Afore we look fer a way up at 'em from a direction they in't like ta' be lookin'?" She finished in a torrent as her idea finished taking shape. (^_^)

Then she frowns,

"A course, we's gon'a has ta' be all careful an' sneakin', like..." She adds. "Maybe use leafs an' stuffs ta' be hidin' wiff...?"

Just to be clear. Given how fast we're covering ground. I think it will take up most of the day to get to the stream. We hide in the jungle there. Then sneak across country and try coming at the buildings from the South.

Sound gooder?

I put a 'X" on the map, is that okay?


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
DM-Camris wrote:

Nothing else happens for the rest of the night.

Now that you have experience, there is little chance you can be caught by the same phenomenon.

The next day dawns hot and clear.
The party makes its way down the coastline, the weather alternately a warm torrential downpour and blazingly humid sunshine.

Late in the afternoon, the party comes to a point in the southwest corner of the island.

Just offshore a couple of hundred yards, there was a reef, on which was the broken shape of the largest shipwreck you've ever seen. It looks like it might have once been a Chelaxian galleon, but more than a century of storms has shattered the upper works of the former ship, and it's difficult to tell now.

Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Sunny happily skips, twirls and cavorts along the sands with her friends.

Upon sighting the still magnificent ship held aloft as if some trophy the island has been proud to wrest from the sea.

"Oooooo... is a big ship..." She shades her large blue eyes as she stares out at the vessel. She frowns,

"Here? Whut's all'a squiggles be meanin' agin'?" She asks before racing off, grabbing a stick:

Survival:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 Yup, is a stick, not sumit else! XD

And doing her best to copy the things she's seen on the vessel in really BIG shapes in the sand.

Thrune's Fang

Before stepping back and letting her friends work out what the lines all mean. (^_^)

Ta-DAAAA! XD


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Ooof!

Are people awake? Do we need to roll anything more? Yay for the morning sunrise... and morning rain, I suppose...


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

(>_>)

(<_<)

(^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Will Save:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Here. In't we seen this sort a thing afore?

Sunny does her best to help her friends feel/get more comfortable during their stay on the Island, as they settle in for the new night.

Survival:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny happily hugs Reijo in thanks for helping Bellamy.

Sunny is at least predictable...(^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
"No-Eyes" Bellamy wrote:

No-Eyes discretely cuts down a large palm frond, shakes off the ants and makes a makeshift poncho for Sunny.

You know; for the rain.

Sunny gratefully hugs her friend in thanks for the gift.

"I wus gon'a go look at some of tha' cloth them peoples was wearin'." Sunny explains. "But tha' critters done took 'em away rilly fast." She nods her blond mop.

"Is like I said. Tha' critters here is rilly bitey..."

Survival:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Sunny happily skips and twirls along the beach sand. Obviously quite chuffed with her new gift. (^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sorry.

I read all the hacking and slashing and totally missed that little 'If' in there.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny nods. "Aye. We wus followin' critter trails fer a while afore." She explains to Des and Dreamer and Terry. (^_^)

"I think Reijo just wants ta' be meetin' these new people. Is why he's all in a hurry." She smiles, then frowns a little. "Though... I in't sure about whut t'is these island folk are about..." Sunny shakes her blond mop, obviously distracted by something. She looks to her friends.

"I mean. T'is a Island. Is just like home." She frowns some more, " 'Cept, it in't. Tha' critters be a tad more bitey. An' tha' surf be a tad more glowy. An' a peoples be a tad more feisty..." Her voice trails off before she straightens.

"Whut I'm sayin' is. If'n it were Kin about I'd be knowin' how t' come about 'em, like. But these people? They's...", And she trails off again, trying to search for the right word. "They's people an' they's doin' all peopley things..." Sunny actually pouts a little.

"I, uh, whut I is tryin' a be sayin' is we should be movin' rilly careful, like. Not knowin' whut or who t'is we's creepin' into..."


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
Reijo Ilvonen wrote:
After the coins have been distributed, Reijo briefly checks his gear, then joins Seadreamer and the others on their long sandy journey to the lighthouse. He'll take the lead, cutting through the vegetation with his machete if they must journey through the jungle, and periodically checks his compass.

At first, Sunny is happy to skip along the sands with her friends. When Reijo begins simply hacking his way through the jungle, Sunny blinks before quickly skipping forwards and,

Survival:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Diplomacy:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

"Ah! No, no no-no-no nopy." She gently slows Reijo's violence.

"We's tryin' ta be sneakin', like. We go leavin' hacks an' slashes all over tha' place an' any of tha' island peoples comes across 'em an' they be knowin' we're about. See?" She explains.

"Plus ye might be swingin' at somat whut's not a vine..." She points towards one of the many nasty plants covered in thorns (Is that dew glinting on that spine?) or other hazardous growths. Then indicates a small viper now silently slipping away.

"Get tha' wrong thing hackin' back at ye an' we're all havin' a bad day draggin' ye back ta' tha' boat..." She finishes with a smile (^_^)

(Sunny is bein' helpin' !) (^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny, already standing outside in the sun, happily skips and bounces along beside 'Dreamer as they make their way along the beach.

When he pauses and calls to the others, Sunny just turns and waves cheerily. (^_^)

Survival:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Though she keeps an eye on both the tree line as well as the surf. Remembering what has happened previously about the place.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
Terry of Quent wrote:

[dice=Knowledge (local)]1d20+7

[dice=Profession (sailor)]d20+7

[dice=Int/Wis]1d20+1

"All sounds right and reasonable. Except for the part where we seem hell bent to walk right up to the cannibal camp. Beasts cleaned the beach, so it isn't like we can bring them one of their own as a food offering. If we're just going to walk up, we have to be obviously strong and proud, or we're probably going to be dinner."

Sunny blinks at Terry. "I were thinkin' more like sneakin' up on 'em, like." Though she tilts her head.

"Though is gon'a be a mite tricky. What with all'a light bein' from this house thing..." She absently rubs an ear as she steps out into the bright sun shine, shading her large blue eyes.

"Maybe is gon'a be easier now? What with tha' sun all shinin'?" She muses.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny steps towards the now 'Door' of the hull and looks outside at the beautiful day that's presented.

Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

"Well. I can't be seein' it from here. How long ye reckon till we can be gettin' ta' that place?" She asks absently.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Survival/Sailor check:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Int Check:1d20 + 0 ⇒ (6) + 0 = 6

Sunny nods at Shaedeen's words, "We's gota' be careful when we try ta' be leavin'. This place dun't seem too friendly ta' ships none." She adds.

(If we're heading off though)

"We should rilly be lookin' fer tha' people's we's lost about tha' place as well. Seems them local people's might'a met up with 'em first, though..." Sunny frowns a little.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
Terry of Quent wrote:
"We haven't been over much of the island at all. Have you done a full circumference to see if there's any salvage better than our rain cover, here? We're going to need to find something that'll float if we're going to get off this rock."

Sunny shakes her blond mop at Terrys' question, "We's bin wanderin' around." She looks to Reijo and Shaedeen for confirmation, "About, uhm, a quarterin'?" She guesses.

"Maybe a lil' bit, um less?" She sighs "We wus distracted by things. Like tha' hole we found an'a critters we found..." She yawns and stretches.

What time is it in game? Are we camping here for the night?


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Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
Reijo Ilvonen wrote:
Terry of Quent wrote:
And somebody will have to carry Sunny's share, as well as the group share.
"Sunny" wrote:
I can be carryin' stuffs!

I... I don't think I want to know where...

:D

:P

I in't stoopid.

I can be makin' ropes an' weavin' baskets an' all sorts a handy stuffs.

Is just we's got these new people who seem all nibbly like instead of all huggy like ta' be dealin' wiff first.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny watches on. Her countenance not actually giving much about her internal head space away as the two groups 'coalesce'.


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
Terry of Quent wrote:

How about doing the math instead?

555/7 = 79.28 with 4 copper remaining.

Everybody gets the EQUIVALENT of 79 gold, 2 silver, and 8 copper, while the common share gets the equivalent of 79 gold, 3 silver, and 2 copper

Math really IS your friend!

72 G 65 S 78 C - 215 coins
72 G 65 S 78 C
72 G 65 S 78 C
71 G 76 S 68 C - 215 coins
71 G 76 S 68 C
71 G 76 S 68 C
71 G 77 S 62 C - 210 coins - Group share.

Why dice off when it can be split equitably?

- And somebody will have to carry Sunny's share, as well as the group share.

I can be carryin' stuffs!

Uhm... is jus' gon'a take a tad fer gettin' tha' stuff t'gether fer tha' carryin', is all... (>_>)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
Terry of Quent wrote:
"Hard to understand what goes on in some heads. But here we are. Anybody know how to tame sea turtles?"

At Terry's question, Sunny pipes up, "I dun't know about makin' 'em tame, like. But ye can be grabbin' tha' shell an' ridin' tha' bigger ones some." She relates.

"Some Kin back home? They is rilly friendly wiff rilly big snakes." She tilts her head in thought. "Might maybe see if they's any about this island we can be makin' friends with..." She muses.

(Possible hints for class development to come. (^_^) )


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

*Leans over and absently looks at the shiny...*

Uhm...

1d100 ⇒ 18

Sooo... whut happens if no one gets a high roll, then?

*Shrugs and ambles off, seemingly finding nothing really interesting in shiny*


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Sunny doesn't really pay the critters and their actions much attention. Simply helping Shaedeen make the beach a 'Safer place'. She does keep an eye out for the people they've misplaced.

Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Before joining everyone back in the beached boat as they work over opening the box that's been found.

Destinie 'Des' Nicholae wrote:
"So, how long has your group been on this island?"

Sunny absently begins to count on her fingers even as Reijo quickly explains how many days they've been wandering around this place.

We could always just keep the shiny extra bits aside for... things?


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
DM-Camris wrote:

When you go out into the downpour to deal with the bodies, you find they have clusters of sea scorpions that have come up out of the surf to deal with them.

If you approach, they hiss and burble at you, raising their claws to threaten you.

Hopefully not all of the bodies?

"See? Nasty critters come an' start gettin' in't every thing..." Sunny grouses as the sea bugs start claiming the former tribe's peoples. She works at simply throwing clumps of wet sand at the annoying beasties to move them off the bodies so they can be cleared away from where the group is staying for the night.

Not sure what roll that might be?


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

Oh noes! Sunny wouldn't actually hug someone unless it was obvious they wanted the hugging!

We can simply let Des' imagination be running away? (^_^)

Sunny laughs brightly, "Well. If'n we find some cloths, I'll be sure ta' be tryin' some of it about m'self." She waves a tanned arm around as the group gets to the ship that's to be their shelter.

"Cloth now don't seem ta' be growin' on trees around tha' place, though..."


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4

(Catching up before helping with the boat and then running off to stop the zombie apocalypse ) XD

Destinie 'Des' Nicholae wrote:
"Uh... right." She addressed Sunny while keeping eye contact away from her. But her skin was beginning to redden. "Do... you have any clothes with you right now?"

Sunny instantly goes from bright and cheerful to completely crestfallen.

"I lost 'em..." To bouncy again,

"Like, when I met peoples? I had stuff." She explains cheerfully before instantly becoming sad again,

"Then tha' boat got wrecked an' I lost it..." To which she brightens again,

"An' then we found stuff an' I got some again..." To instant sadness,

"But we founded some stuff in'a hole and some friends got all icky an' I lost 'em agin..." To happy,

"But we founded some more an' then we founded you an' there wus a tussle..." Back to sadness,

"An' I got all washed up on'a shore an' I lost 'em again..." Sunny sighs,

"I wus lookin' for 'em rilly hard, like. All's I found wus weeds though," Though Sunny instantly cheers up.

"But we's found you !" And for a moment, Destinie thinks the tanned Elf lass is going to hug her. (^_^)


Island Elf 'Pugalist':1/"Almost Monk":1 |Perc:+7|HP:18/18|AC:14|T:15|FF:10|Fort:+1|Ref:+5|Will:+4|Init:+4
Shaedeen M. Valzanar wrote:
"How do you want to do this? Maybe pile them all a ways up the beach, as far from the wreck as possible?"

Sunny nods "Aye. You take one end. I'll take t'other an' we can be haulin' 'em..."

Survival:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Perc:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

"Right over there..." Sunny indicates happily. (^_^)

Totally safe, like! XD