Annie looked around the table. Zomm had been silent this evening, no doubt taking in all the information they'd been giving around the table. Everyone else had agreed to go, and it seemed the dwarf planned to go this very night. She turned back to smile across the table.. "I hope you're right about that, Bryson. Maybe the lot of us coming in force will be enough to make him rethink his thieving ways." She couldn't help but be doubtful, though. "Lady Lavinia, if we get your father's ring without getting Vark to admit his dishonesty or retrieving your lost funds, would that be okay?"
Annie sighed happily as she enjoyed the deliciously spiced turkey and sauces and waited for an answer from Lavinia. It seemed a shame to waste so much wonderful food. She would have to remember to compliment Kora before they left, it was an amazing dinner. She nodded at Jon as she finished her last bite of turkey. "I think you and I are thinking along the same paths. It might be good to avoid trouble by avoiding Vark. It could be dangerous for those who attempt to sneak in, however. Maybe more dangerous than simply confronting Vark up front in a large group."
Ghirrak listened closely as he ate, watching those around him. Annie was an intersting case, the way she looked at everything, she had definitely known wealth at one time, and loss. an interesting story the pretty barmaid had to tell, smart too.
Bryson was, to use an analogy he was apt to grasp, a fish out of water, he seemed good hearted but simple, the salt of the earth kind of person that Ghirrak found a welcome addition to any group.
The gnome, Bindleplotz, was it, carried himself with a distracted confidence that spoke volumes about the capability of his weird weaponry, and the sailor, he looked and smelled like a bit of a drunk, but there was something about him that the monk just couldn't put his finger on. The dwarven man had yet to say enough to give a good read.
An interesting group. And an interesting tale. This woman needed help and it seemed as if she had an eye for capable talent.
"I will, help you my lady, how about it Sneaky?"
"Sure I'll follow you mate" said the rogue "and I'll be happy to help if the opportunity will rise, but I would just ask something to miss Lavinia if I can... why didn't you ask for this task to the Jade Ravens?"
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Annie looked around the table. Zomm had been silent this evening, no doubt taking in all the information they'd been giving around the table. Everyone else had agreed to go, and it seemed the dwarf planned to go this very night. She turned back to smile across the table.. "I hope you're right about that, Bryson. Maybe the lot of us coming in force will be enough to make him rethink his thieving ways." She couldn't help but be doubtful, though. "Lady Lavinia, if we get your father's ring without getting Vark to admit his dishonesty or retrieving your lost funds, would that be okay?"
Lavinia clasped her hands. "Annie...is it?" She waited for Annie to affirm before continuing. "Annie, it might very well take a miracle for that man to admit his breath smells of day-old fish, let alone that he's done something illegal. Do what you can, but I don't expect miracles. If you can retrieve my father's ring, I'm certain I can settle up with the harbormaster. Perhaps I should have given him the funds directly in the first place."
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"Sure I'll follow you mate" said the rogue "and I'll be happy to help if the opportunity will rise, but I would just ask something to miss Lavinia if I can... why didn't you ask for this task to the Jade Ravens?"
"The Ravens will be engaged elsewhere," Lavinia said, smiling at the quiet rogue. "They have my every confidence, but it's been brought to my attention that I've grown too dependent on their services." Her eyes drifted to Kora, who stood by the door, waiting to clear away any empty plates. "It would do me well to cultivate the services of a less-seasoned...and when all is said and done, less expensive...group of adventurers."
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Spinnaker Jon looks around at the rest of the guests. "Ever'one aboard then? Good." He slugs down his drinks and sits down.
Frowning thoughtfully as he puffs on his pipe, he sturdily ignores the window creeking open for no apparent reason. Kora noticed and hustled over to shut it, missing the slow opening of a cabinet behind her.
"Seems t'me I have heard of this Vark swabbie; me old sparrin' partner Penkus ran afowl of him not too long ago, much like Annie here. Seems t'me if his reputation be true he ain't going to give up and go quietly. Hmmm." He puffs and thinks some more.
"Milady Vanderboren, can ye tell us whar yer ship be berthed? We c'n scout the lay of the pier; mebbe that'll suggest a way. Also can ye draw us a layout of yer ship? We may be able t' sneak in yet. What else can we think of before we launch?" He looks around expectantly, idly sending smoke ships through smoke rings above the feast on the table.
"The Blue Nixie is docked at Pier Five in the Merchant District--it's the long pier between the Merchant's Guildhall and the Smith's Guildhall." Lavinia rose from the table and walked to a small cabinet for a parchment and a quill. She set to work sketching a rough map of the ship's size and compartments. She handed the map to Spinnaker Jon. "I must confess, I have not been aboard since I was a child and no longer recall which compartment is which."
"The Ravens will be engaged elsewhere," Lavinia said, smiling at the quiet rogue. "They have my every confidence, but it's been brought to my attention that I've grown too dependent on their services." Her eyes drifted to Kora, who stood by the door, waiting to clear away any empty plates. "It would do me well to cultivate the services of a less-seasoned...and when all is said and done, less expensive...group of adventurers."
"Not to mention adding an unknown to the equation will give you a stronger hand. It would appear that you decision making is far stronger than you give yourself credit for milady. This man will have two choices, bend in your favor, or break. Either way, what is yours will be returned."
Spinnaker Jon leans over the sketch, devouring her lines with interest...
Jon ran his finger under his collar nervously. "Arr, she be a right seaworthy Caravel m'lady. Hmmm. This might work out fine after all... See the only two passages belowdecks? One hatch Middeck and one ladder 'neath the forecastle? If we could catch them belowdecks, we could lock and bar them quick as a trice."
He leans back, smoking away and thinking.
"Mebbe, if'n we could convince those on deck there was water comin' in, they would charge below t' deal with it while we locked them below..."
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"Not to mention adding an unknown to the equation will give you a stronger hand. It would appear that you decision making is far stronger than you give yourself credit for milady. This man will have two choices, bend in your favor, or break. Either way, what is yours will be returned."
"The Ravens will be engaged elsewhere," Lavinia said, smiling at the quiet rogue. "They have my every confidence, but it's been brought to my attention that I've grown too dependent on their services." Her eyes drifted to Kora, who stood by the door, waiting to clear away any empty plates. "It would do me well to cultivate the services of a less-seasoned...and when all is said and done, less expensive...group of adventurers."
For a moment, Lavinia seemed almost taken off-guard by the half-orc's candor, then she smiled, her eyes on him alone. "You give me reason to hope." She held his gaze a moment more, then looked at the rest of the party, clearing her throat. "All of you. Thank you."
"Not to mention adding an unknown to the equation will give you a stronger hand. It would appear that you decision making is far stronger than you give yourself credit for milady. This man will have two choices, bend in your favor, or break. Either way, what is yours will be returned."
Sneaky whispered to the half-orc seated near him trying to don't be heared by anyone else around, "There should be something in my past that sometimes make me see smoke where there isn't roast... but I sniff something odd in what our lady told us"...
For a moment, Lavinia seemed almost taken off-guard by the half-orc's candor, then she smiled, her eyes on him alone. "You give me reason to hope." She held his gaze a moment more, then looked at the rest of the party, clearing her throat. "All of you. Thank you."
At Lavinia's gaze Ghirrak responds with a smile of his own, one that turns out to be suprisingly warm.
"I'm sure I speak for us all whan I say that its a pleasure to actually do something worthwhile in this city. Hold on to that hope, there's more where it came from."
At Sneaky's whispered comment he simply nods, letting his mind run over the events of the last day.
Annie stepped forward, holding to the post in front of her as she peered at the ship ahead of them, and the waters around her. She wasn't much of a swimmer, and hoped that there was a boat nearby that could be hired or borrowed to reach Lavinia's ship. She was also nervously looking about for Vark or his men.
"Uh uhm, I don't know, but ain't boats s'posed ta be closer to the dock?"
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Annie stepped forward, hodling to the post in front of her as she peered at the ship ahead of them, and the waters around her. She wasn't much of a swimmer, and hoped that there was a boat nearby that could be hired or borrowed to reach Lavinia's ship. She was also nervously looking about for Vark or his men.
** spoiler omitted **
Annie gasped. "I think he's trying to get the ship ready to sail!" she spoke in a low voice, even though she wanted to do nothing but shout. "See that man? That's Vark! How can we stop him?" Annie looked around, more desperate for a way to get to the ship before it sailed off. Was a gondoleer about that could be waved in? A rowboat?
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Annie gasped. "I think he's trying to get the ship ready to sail!" she spoke in a low voice, even though she wanted to do nothing but shout. "See that man? That's Vark! How can we stop him?" Annie looked around, more desperate for a way to get to the ship before it sailed off. Was a gondoleer about that could be waved in? A rowboat?
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"Blast it! How'd they know we was coming?" He glared out at the offending ship. He looked around for a rowboat.
"We be sittin' ducks if we attack straight up. Maybe if'n I swim opposite to them I can create a distraction..."
Frowning in concentration, he casts Mage Armor. Just in case.
At Lavinia's gaze Ghirrak responds with a smile of his own, one that turns out to be suprisingly warm.
"I'm sure I speak for us all whan I say that its a pleasure to actually do something worthwhile in this city. Hold on to that hope, there's more where it came from."
At Sneaky's whispered comment he simply nods, letting his mind run over the events of the last day.
"Hey charmer", told the rogue to his friend when they were near the docks with the group, but far enough to don't be heared from the others, "probably there wasn't any roast with our lady but the smoke I felt was however real... I think she is burning inside for some robust guy I probably know... But now I would like to be impressed from some more practical abilities then your loving ones... do you think you are able mate?".
Then talking lauder to be heared by all the group "We should act fast if we wanna avoid to fail our first mission together. I'm ready to move guys if you don't want to waste this opportunity"
"Whatever is we gon' do, we need to do now. They're leaving in 10 minutes.
"All right huddle up! Looks like we're out of time for suble; so...
I've got a cunning plan that cannot possibly fail!" Jon grins his toothy smile.
"My idear is that me, Sneaky and Bryson swim to the ship all quiet like, climb the anchor chain and do our best to cut one of the mainstays for the foremast. We'll cause a commotion as long as we can 'till the rest of you come up in a boat. If things get too hot for us, we can always retreat back over the side. What d' ye all think?"
"That vandalism is a really bad way to open negotiations."
Spinnaker Jon gapes at Ghirrak with amazement.
"Negotiations! Are ye daft man? Ye see them preparin' to weigh anchor don't ye? Whatever money she lost tryin' to pay her back taxes won't hold a candle to the value of losing her entire SHIP! Caravels start at 50,000 and go up from there! Thar be no way they'll be stoppin' t' talk now!"
A small raincloud starts to form over Spinnaker Jons head, but he breaks it up with a wave of his hat.
"Shoo you! I've no time for yer nonsense now!" He says to the empty air.
Annie looked back and forth between her new comrades. "How about this, then? I'm not very skilled with swimming. I can run over to the gondola over there and pay for passage out to the Lady Lavinia's ship. Anyone who prefers to avoid swimming could come with me."
"Vark has seen me in The Plucked Parrot - he might stop whatever he's doing long enough to talk to me. I will ask the gondola to approach from the seaward side and do my best to talk him into doing the right thing..." she muttered and shook her head a little, "...even though I don't think he will..."
She stiffened her shoulders. "Either way, he'll be looking at us in the gondola, and the other people I see up there probably will too, even if only to laugh at us. If he is unwilling to stop this theft, I will have given those who can swim a chance to swim to the boat and climb onto the deck - hopefully unnoticed. If unpleasantness follows, we will not have started it...but we can be prepared and ready for it. Does that sound fair?"
Annie began edging toward the land. Either way, she wasn't going to aquit herself well swimming to the boat, the gondola was the nearest and fastest way for her.
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Annie began edging toward the land. Either way, she wasn't going to aquit herself well swimming to the boat, the gondola was the nearest and fastest way for her.
The elven gondolier rowed back to the dock and expertly slipped the oar between the boards of the pier, using it as a crude anchor. "Milady," he said, bowing his head politely. "I am at your service."
"I like your idea, seaman," Dgrim tells Spinnaker. "Let's hurry on, before these theives get out of reach. You swimmers go ahead and get a head start."
Spinnaker Jon stops gesticulating. "Arr, yer right. Let's shove off then."
Jon hands his crossbow to Dgrim. "Take care of ol' Betsy for me would 'je? Don't wanna get her wet now."
With that, Jon looks around to see if they were being observed, then eased himself into the harbor water to begin swimming for the Nixie. He'll make for the anchor chain and duck under the water (holding his breath for a minute) if anyone looks like they are about to spot him.
The elven gondolier rowed back to the dock and expertly slipped the oar between the boards of the pier, using it as a crude anchor. "Milady," he said, bowing his head politely. "I am at your service."
Annie smiled at the elf as she stepped lightly onto the gondola. "Thank you. A few of my friends will also be boarding, if that's all right. Do you see that ship right there? Once my friends have boarded, would you mind getting to the seaward side of the ship? Would that be okay?"
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Annie smiled at the elf as she stepped lightly onto the gondola. "Thank you. A few of my friends will also be boarding, if that's all right. Do you see that ship right there? Once my friends have boarded, would you mind getting to the seaward side of the ship? Would that be okay?"** spoiler omitted **
Mornias held the boat steady for Annie and the other passengers. "If you're willing to squeeze a bit, I can manage five of you. Just don't move around too much. One silver for the lot of you."
Dgrim takes Betsy off of Spinnaker Jon's hands, and then follows Annie onto the gondola.
Ghirrak looks at Spinnaker John with an expression akin to amusement. "Fair enough"
Without another word the monk quickly strips off his shirt, the intricate tattoos on his heavily muscled arms, dancing with his movements. Tucking the shirt into his backpack he hands it to Annie.
"You mind keeping an eye on this for me?"
He quickly slips into the dark water, his Darkvision serving him well.
During the journey to between the dock and ship, Dgrim keeps his mouth shut. As long as no hostile actions are made by Vark or any of his crew, Dgrim keeps still.
Tucking the shirt into his backpack he hands it to Annie. "You mind keeping an eye on this for me?"
He quickly slips into the dark water, his Darkvision serving him well.
"That's my boy!" said the rogue with a sneaky glimpse to his mates, "Please miss do the same with my backpack taking it with you in the gondola" asked then passing his rucksack to Annie... "Brrr it's quite cold, isn't it, I have not all that fat to protect me... ok remember what you are boy... time to move" whispered to himself finally with a smile before to disappear into the dark water with a dive.
Give me four successful DC 10 swim checks(representing roughly 120 feet of movement, more than enough to get there) and let me know how many rounds it takes(especially if you're underwater). However many Swim checks it takes to get to the ship, give me that many Stealth checks(I'll factor in your bonuses if underwater), the last being the most important.
4 + 7 = 11 - - - 12 + 8 = 20
20 + 7 = 27 - - - 8 + 8 = 16
11 + 7 = 18 - - - 15 + 8 = 23
7 + 7 = 14 - - - 19 + 8 = 27
P.S. Yeah never missed!!! I'm using real dices to roll but if you prefer an online server just tell it, however you can trust me, after all I'm the group rogue ^^
I'll slip into the water as well. I'll go underwater for the last two swim/stealth checks.
(invisible castle is not cooperating right now. I will roll later or both my swim and stealth bonuses are +6)
Stealth checks
#1480 1d20 + (6) = 19
2. #1481 1d20 + (6) = 23
3. #1482 1d20 + (6) = 26
4. #1483 1d20 + (6) = 11
And Ghirrak is underwater
Swim checks 15, 19, underwater 18, and 22.
Stealth checks 12, 17, underwater 16, and 11.
I forgot my armor penalty. I've edited the rolls to reflect it.
"Ahoy!" Annie called, unconciously mimicking Jon's distinct turn of phrase for a moment. "On the ship! Are you there?" She waited for an answering acknowledgement from the ship. "I want to talk to you! Who's in charge, here?" She wanted the conversation to sound somewhat natural, but wanted it to be as slow and drawn out as possible to give her unseen friends a chance to position themselves.
She turned to the gondoleer and said in a softer tone "Can you get us close to the ship? Maybe over there by that rope." She resisted pointing, not wanting to give those on the ship a clue of their destination.