1d20+6
With a look of horror the IceMaiden moves as if in a trance, her body responding even as her mind registers what is happening. She sees young Kanud barelling towards her, sees Jorgen step forth and sees the look in his eyes. She can almost hear the thought as his eyes flash.
GO!
As the boy slams into her taking them both mostly clear of the danger, her last thoughts are drowned out by the pain of hitting the deck and the bone wrenching crunch of impact.
Seeing Jorgen disappear under the falling mast, Kurn moves to his body and examines him.
Heal Check 1d20+7
Kurn sees that Jorgen is badly hurt, but wonders if saving him will just keep another enemy alive. However, Kurn channels positive energy 1d6
Jorgen groans as her feels the bones reknit themselves, a feeling like being set on fire from the inside.
"I hope the evil witch is worth risking your life for warrior?" Kurn whispers to Jorgen as he gains consciousness.
He turns his head slowly, formerly cracked vertebrae protesting the movement, to look in the direction of Saorise and the boy. Seeing her rising to her feet he grins through a mouthful of blood.
"In a heartbeat" he mutters, coughing as his lungs clear.
"How many would do the same for you?"
Ragnar rushes to aid in pulling Drago from under the boom.
Profession (Sailor):
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Saorise and Kanud almost make it out of danger before they are both clipped. The blow is like being hammered by an ox. Kurn's healing deals with the worst of the chaotic boom attack.
Ragnar and the others can help clear away the boom and sail, unfortunately they find Drago right under the thick wooden spar, and his shallow breathing and grey complexion is nothing compared to the mess his left leg is in. Drunken slurred words come out of Drago's mouth, "thass dem croo live?"
Unfortunately next to Drago lies one of the sailors with his head stove in. The only one not to make it to safety or dodge in time.
Heal check DC11 on Drago
As for the boom and sail, they should be easy enough to put back together once the storm has cleared, in this weather things would be decidedly dicey for anyone at the top of the mast.
Now that the ship has come to a halt, with that slight lean, everyone can see how the ship is surrounded by light blue water, mostly about three foot deep, in a small inlet of the iceberg with walls that steadily rise up about twenty feet from the water's edge. Above that the iceberg is mostly flat apart from one large rising peak with the hole to the left.
Seeing Jorgen disappear under the falling mast, Kurn moves to his body and examines him.
Heal Check 1d20+7
Kurn sees that Jorgen is badly hurt, but wonders if saving him will just keep another enemy alive. However, Kurn channels positive energy 1d6
Jorgen groans as her feels the bones reknit themselves, a feeling like being set on fire from the inside.
"I hope the evil witch is worth risking your life for warrior?" Kurn whispers to Jorgen as he gains consciousness.He turns his head slowly, formerly cracked vertebrae protesting the movement, to look in the direction of Saorise and the boy. Seeing her rising to her feet he grins through a mouthful of blood.
"In a heartbeat" he mutters, coughing as his lungs clear.
"How many would do the same for you?"
"Nobody warrior, but that is the way of things and a life in the service of Krakis"
After helping Jorgen to his feet, Kurn moves to Drago
Heal Check
Kurn will treat Drago while I suspect some of the crew look will go ashore.
"He's in a bad way Taggrik, but he should make a full recovery with time and treatment. You are in command for now it would seem"
"That opening up there with the strange symbols around it". "I would explore it". "Would any others care to go with me". "It is not safe to travel alone among the ice floes".
"thass dem croo live?"
"Aye captain, they," Helga glances at the crewman with his head stoved in. "The boys are all safe," she amends her statement. "You kept your oath."
"He's in a bad way Taggrik, but he should make a full recovery with time and treatment. You are in command for now it would seem"
"I know some healing magic, Kurn, but I know little of the healing arts. Will my spells aid him or cripple him?" Helga asks seriously.
"That opening up there with the strange symbols around it. I would explore it. Would any others care to go with me?"
Helga grins slowly.
"I would know who or what might make such a thing, aye, but let us ensure our ship is secure before we leave her."
Seeing that there's nothing for her to do immediately on the boat, Anya finds her spear, makes sure her sack is secure against her belt, and leaps ashore. Once there she begins looking around and searching for tracks. She keeps looking at and slowly moving towards the entrance into the peak. She either did not hear or simply ignored Stefnir's comment, but it certainly appears as if she intends to explore the opening, with or without anyone along with her.
Survival:
Getting unsteadily to her feet and cradling her arm, Saorise gives her young saviour a grin in thanks before she feels Kurn's healing energy fow into her. She flexes her injured arm tentatively, but with more confidence as she realises that it is almost back to normal.
She moves over towards Jorgen and says quietly to him "are you alright? Can you move or are you still hurt?"
While waiting for his answer, she hears Stefnir's questions regarding the hole and turns her head to look at where he is facing. Her eyes narrow as she sees the Runes and she turns back to Jorgen, saying "I wish to go with him to explore that cave. You still do not look well, so it may be best if you remain on board"
Ragnar quietly pulls the dead crewman toward the prow of the vessel, hopefully out of the way until a proper send-off can be given to him. He pulls one of the old blankets over him, tucking the edges under his prone form to keep it from blowing away. He turns to Stefnir.
"Uhll guh wuhth 'ou."
Thanks Mark for filling in for me. :)
Getting unsteadily to her feet and cradling her arm, Saorise gives her young saviour a grin in thanks before she feels Kurn's healing energy fow into her. She flexes her injured arm tentatively, but with more confidence as she realises that it is almost back to normal.
She moves over towards Jorgen and says quietly to him "are you alright? Can you move or are you still hurt?"
While waiting for his answer, she hears Stefnir's questions regarding the hole and turns her head to look at where he is facing. Her eyes narrow as she sees the Runes and she turns back to Jorgen, saying "I wish to go with him to explore that cave. You still do not look well, so it may be best if you remain on board"
Jorgen's face betrays the battle between common sense and duty. The groan that escapes him as he rises slowly seems to make the decision for him.
"You think you can make the climb? I can cover you from here by crossbow, but...be careful"
Ragnar quietly pulls the dead crewman toward the prow of the vessel, hopefully out of the way until a proper send-off can be given to him. He pulls one of the old blankets over him, tucking the edges under his prone form to keep it from blowing away. He turns to Stefnir.
"Uhll guh wuhth 'ou."
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After helping Jorgen to his feet, Kurn moves to Drago. Kurn will treat Drago while I suspect some of the crew look will go ashore.
Taggrik nods and starts organising the men to clear the sail and decking of the the boom. But the storm still continues and shows no sign of abating.
"I guess we will have to wait until morning as this storm looks like it will last."
Ragnar moves the body to the lower side of the ship and it is soon wrapped in a winter blanket.
Given time and more opportunity to study the hole, it looks to be carved and about ten feet wide and high. The Krakis serpent symbol is proudly cut into the top with writhing body forming part of the arching entrance.
Anya almost hops from one foot to the other as she wants to take a look. Stefnir, Saorise and Ragnar are soon by her side.
EDITED for Stefnir - thanks for the reminder mate.
After helping Jorgen to his feet, Kurn moves to Drago. Kurn will treat Drago while I suspect some of the crew look will go ashore.
Taggrik nods and starts organising the men to clear the sail and decking of the the boom. But the storm still continues and shows no sign of abating.
"I guess we will have to wait until morning as this storm looks like it will last."
Ragnar moves the body to the lower side of the ship and it is soon wrapped in a winter blanket.
Given time and more opportunity to study the hole, it looks to be carved and about ten feet wide and high. The Krakis serpent symbol is proudly cut into the top with writhing body forming part of the arching entrance.
Anya almost hops from one foot to the other as she wants to take a look. Saorise and Ragnar are soon by her side.
Stefnir is definitely going ashore. It was his idea in the first place
Scrambling up behind the others, Helga looks in wonderment at the carved figures, running through stories and legends in her head that might relate to this. She carefully strings her bow and notches an arrow.
"Take it easy warrior, you need to rest" says Kurn to Jorgen.
Kurn then looks at the cave entrance and the Krakis symbol with interest. He tries to think what this might be
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" I will take care of things here Helga".
Continuing to search for any sign of life, Anya occasionally send impatient glares back towards the other. Once they have finally gathered near her, she starts to head toward the caves.
Jorgen sits a javelin at his side as he watches the group.
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The water round the ship is ice cold and chills any of the four adventurers who are not warded, chills them to the marrow. Once Anya moves up onto the ice plateau she finds no signs of tracks, the ground is mostly swept clean by the snow storm, with the odd drift around its edge.
The carvings are intricate, painstakingly detailed to show the large axes holstered at each giant's ice waist. The serpent scales are also beautifully made, possibly they could be dwarven they are so well crafted. The creatures look as if they could step away from the ice they are that lifelike.
Inside the hole, the ice has been hollowed into a large tunnel that curves to the right, the translucent walls must be fairly thin since there is a grey light about the inside.
Kurn
Fort save vs. cold (with Endurance):
Showing a blithe disregard for the ice cold water, Ragnar gawks for a moment at the sculptures before following down the tunnel.
Stefnir protected by his nature magic, enters the cave as well.
Fort save:
Helga braves the cold easily, and peers around the inside of the cave in wonder.
Kurn will continue to help Drago/Jorgen and help Taggrik with the ship etc until further notice.
(unless it's too far) Anya had attempted to jump the distance from the boat to the shore Acrobatics:
But even so, her sheer toughness leaves her little bothered by the cold
Fort (+Endurance, +4 from Survival DC15-unless you need me to roll Survival again?):
Her spear held at the ready, Anya boldly moves deeper into the cave, continuing to look for some sign as she does.
(extra Survival roles in case needed)
Ari though being brave is not stupid, he knows the dangers of the ice flows. He will stay with the boat unless his shipmates are in danger when he will reassess the situation.
Endure elements will avoid the damage.[/ooc]
The creatures look as if they could step away from the ice they are that lifelike.
Saorise lifts her coat and dress up, but still scowls as her boots become wet from disembarking from the boat. She gazes up at the carvings as they approach and as they enter the tunnel, she removes one of her gloves and runs her fingertips along the crystal clear ice of the walls, admiring it's clarity.
She glances ahead at Anya's form barreling into the tunnel ahead and shakes her head as she smiles to herself at that one's apparent deathwish.
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(unless it's too far) Anya had attempted to jump the distance from the boat to the shore Acrobatics:1d20+8
But even so, her sheer toughness leaves her little bothered by the cold
Fort (+Endurance, +4 from Survival DC15-unless you need me to roll Survival again?):1d20+12Her spear held at the ready, Anya boldly moves deeper into the cave, continuing to look for some sign as she does.
(extra Survival roles in case needed)
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Anya is about ten foot ahead of Saorise and Stefnir as they take a moment to study the carvings. Saorise and Helga just one more look and see the others enter the ice tunnel.
The floor is not curved nor smooth, in fact someone has taken the time and trouble to carve five foot wide icy flagstones down the way. The walls are covered in small icy spikes like the tips of snowflakes, and they do have been cut back to allow the presence of a greater number of flagstones. This means that ahead the tunnel widens into a twenty five foot or so irregular antechamber.
The first thing that Anya notices is the wooden decking poking round the right hand bend, part of the icefloor. Its planks have been snapped off at the ends. Just then.....
The echo of someone's footfall brings a response from beyond sight, a sibilant whisper with a frosty reception, "begone or the guardians of Krakis' will show you shocking proof of his power, heh heh heh."
The words echo back towards Anya and the rest behind her.
With Drago stable and Jorgen resting, Kurn turns to Ari "help me repair the mast please brother". Kurn then locates the ships tools and will try and repair the mast.
"Very well Taggrik, you're right of course. I don't think going into the cave and leaving the ship is a good idea at the moment. That's a job for the land lubbers!". Kurn will attempt to make some shelter in the prow, using the sail for now.
Ari will assist his brother with the heavy work, he will also collect any blankets that he finds and take them to the prow as well. Ari will then find his backpack and keep it within reach.
Saorise's head jolts upright as the words come echoing down the tunnel. Her eyes narow and she glances at Setefnir and Helga, then turns to look ahead to where Anya has gone off on her own.
She draws the bone blade from her back and prepares to move forward with the others, but she'll wait for Stefnir to take the lead.
Stefnir with a nod moves forward to D11, checking carefully as he goes.
Helga advances toward D-15, bow ready.
"Begone? We are run aground on this berg in this storm, we cannot leave it 'til our ship is repaired, and one of Krakis' priests is aboard."
Helga calls ahead cautiously.
Never having been one to respond well to threats, Anya growls involuntarily in the back of her throat. She takes a quick glance behind her to see where the others are, then, ready to attack or defend, whichever is warranted, she steps closer to try and identify the source of the voice. (C-12)
Stefnir hears the ice crackling and attempts to backtrack.
Initiative:
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Stefnir steps back a couple of feet instinctively but its all too late and the ice all around him cracks, and his arms begin to fly upwards as his weight descends.
The crackling ice brings hollow laughter from beyond your view, "ha, ha, ha. Watch out for the ice, who knows how deep that hole is? ha ha ha."
Perception check DC15