With little patience for this betrayal, Devannis cleans his blade with a bit of cloth, and twirls it once. He walks near the door, and utters forth a loud shout.
"Avion Merdiota! You have been found guilty of treason against the integrity of the ship, and the authority it holds! You will remove yourself from your cabin, or else we will be forced to enter and remove you by all means necessary. You have exactly twenty seconds to do so!"
He by no means lowers his guard - until something changes, he takes a defensive posture. No longer tolerating this, it seems.
As the adrenalin of battle fades Suny hisses at the caw marks upon her skin,
"Aye, if'n this leaves a mark I'm gon'a be a tad miffed." She grumbles.
"Hey, Cap'n. That be a persons room, they might not be havin' time t' wait." She reminds "Captain" Devannis Pantera, even as she deftly picks up her swords. Looking up towards the hatch she gives a jaunty salute in thanks. She looks around,
"Um...c'n any one be castin' somat t' sooth a bodies ills?" She asks quietly.
As the last enemy falls Kai steps forward and recovers his fallen Javelin, he seems to move as if in a daze. When he bumps into the door he stops and looks puzzled, almost confused. The Captain's shouts cause him to look at Devannis with yet another perplexed look. For a moment the tall lizrdman wavers and then as his foot slips in the sludge, his deadly calm returns as he growls something in draconic. "Kii ui mobi japaq? Svabol tepohaic shinalta? Creolnali ui xuut..."
"Why is there silence? What has happened? Something is wrong..."
Before he grips the door he sheaths his recovered javelin back into his shield, he stands there flexing his claws. He grips the door and readying his free hand to grab he pushes the door open.
Seeing Kai move towards the door, but not understanding his words, Suny frowns as the big fellows hand finds the door handle. With a hiss (possibly of pain) she scampers across and stands beside the door her Elven curved blades held crossed over her chest in a ready, defensive pose.
Suny looks up to Kai's face. He can see both the thrill of battle, trust and a twinkle of mischief in her gaze.
The Captain nods at Kai, and responds to him in turn, equally - it seems this was one language the Cap'n spoke!
"Coi ui - kepesk persvek jaka! yth tepoha thric tairais ekess lose!"
It is - storm in now! We have no time to lose!
He twirls his blade about in his hand, and holds it out with much preparation. His stance changes to match.
Kyre is shivering - in a way this is her first true battle against evil, and it seemed to slip past with a few wild strokes. She quickly trades her spear for her sword; the spear at least she has used for hunting and defense, but the sword she has only ever trained with.
Still, it seems like the right weapon for such a moment. It fits in her hand more easily now than ever...
To Suny: I might be able to help, but I'll need more time than we have. Try not to get killed...
To Suny: "I might be able to help, but I'll need more time than we have. Try not to get killed..."
Suny laughs in response to Kye's suggestion,
"Heh, I got's better things to do t'day than die!"
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A Snake in the Grass:
DM Narrartion: If this were a movie, our scene would rewind itself and freeze on a still frame moments before Kai'itza's javelin is launched from his hand and the party engages the undead menace.
We quickly shift scenes back to the dark interior of the room were Avion and Kripya currently reside.
To recap Avions last action: [Avion] pauses for moment and then spin the woman and look at his hooded cloak and raise it up to look her in the eyes
DM: Thrusting the hood down, she gasps. She is the most beautiful woman you have ever seen, or ever will see. You cannot seem to tear your eyes away from hers. You notice with your peripheral vision your hand, still on her shoulder, turns an odd grey color. You try to move it but it stays in place.
The intense look on your face as you try to learn her secret is forever locked onto your face.
For you have been turned to stone.
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A Snake in the Grass:
As Kai'itza clutches the door handle, it swings wide with a creak when he pulls it open.
There is no battle to be had here, a woman sobs, already beaten, Broken. Her head is down in her lap, small motes of light dance about her form, forming a nimbus of light around her.
When she hears the door open, faster than the eye can follow she whips the cloak she wears back over here head as if trained. She stands slowly with her back to you, tucking serpentine hair back into the folds of her hood. As she does this the comforting motes of light seem to fade away, leaving the area again in semi-darkness.
She speaks with a soft sobbing in her voice.
Kripya: "Please..stay back, I...I am cursed. I can only cause you harm. I..tried to warn him. He forced himself on me, I saw his intentions as clear as water...I did not want this to happen. I warned him."
"He didn't listen...I tried to stop him, and then I lost the will to fight him, his evil was overpowering."
Beside her is the frozen form of Avion, eyes wide open, leering, with two outstretched hands. A look of intense joy and twisted pleasure frozen in stone, forever.
When no enemy presents itself Kai's coiled stance slackens, and as his head pounds with pain, as the womans sobbing breaks through the nightmare he found himself walking in again. Seeing her hiding herself causes him to forget the pain, although momentarily, as he crouches at the threshold of her den. Trying to respect her wishes he sits oddly silent thinking on what to say.
As he tries to think through the pain, he finds himself lacking. As she sobs he battles a strange feeling to comfort the woman. With his head bowed, he does what he does best.
"We are all curssed with ssomething, let it not desstroy you. For their iss life yet in the darkness, do not let it conssume you like what conssumes me every day. Hiding here ssecluding yoursself, will not help, it fixess nothing. If your wissh iss to be alone then for now I musst resspect that. But if you do not mind I would like to return and sspeak with you if that iss alright"
He stands slowly his body shaking slightly as the adrenaline burns through his veins, he brings his eyes to look at her shaking form. So much has changed, would I have cared three turns earlier? Or would I have killed.... Shaking his head to try and clear the pain, he focuses back on her.
"If you are hungry or thrisst for something then I sshall prepare ssomething for you and bring it mysself, that iss if no other callss you friend. Either way I would like too. Your choice my ..."
He looks at Avions form and shakes his head sadly not knowing what to do with him.
As Kai'itza clutches the door handle, it swings wide with a creak when he pulls it open.
There is no battle to be had here, a woman sobs, already beaten, Broken. Her head is down in her lap, small motes of light dance about her form, forming a nimbus of light around her.
When she hears the door open, faster than the eye can follow she whips the cloak she wears back over here head as if trained. She stands slowly with her back to you, tucking serpentine hair back into the folds of her hood. As she does this the comforting motes of light seem to fade away, leaving the area again in semi-darkness.
She speaks with a soft sobbing in her voice.
Kripya: "Please..stay back, I...I am cursed. I can only cause you harm. I..tried to warn him. He forced himself on me, I saw his intentions as clear as water...I did not want this to happen. I warned him."
"He didn't listen...I tried to stop him, and then I lost the will to fight him, his evil was overpowering." Beside her is the frozen form of Avion, eyes wide open, leering, with two outstretched hands. A look of intense joy and twisted pleasure frozen in stone, forever.
Hearing the woman' sobs brings a change to the brown Elf's features. She calms, puts her blades aside and walks into the room to slide her arms around the distraught woman, wrapping her in a supportive hug.
"There, there luv. We've left th' bad things behind now. We've each other t' be lookin' after ourselves..." She says softly, trying her best to sooth and reassure the woman.
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When no enemy presents itself Kai's coiled stance slackens, and as his head pounds with pain, as the womans sobbing breaks through the nightmare he found himself walking in again. Seeing her hiding herself causes him to forget the pain, although momentarily, as he crouches at the threshold of her den. Trying to respect her wishes he sits oddly silent thinking on what to say.
As he tries to think through the pain, he finds himself lacking. As she sobs he battles a strange feeling to comfort the woman. With his head bowed, he does what he does best.
"We are all curssed with ssomething, let it not desstroy you. For their iss life yet in the darkness, do not let it conssume you like what conssumes me every day. Hiding here ssecluding yoursself, will not help, it fixess nothing. If your wissh iss to be alone then for now I musst resspect that. But if you do not mind I would like to return and sspeak with you if that iss alright"
He stands slowly his body shaking slightly as the adrenaline burns through his veins, he brings his eyes to look at her shaking form. So much has changed, would I have cared three turns earlier? Or would I have killed.... Shaking his head to try and clear the pain, he focuses back on her.
"If you are hungry or thrisst for something then I sshall prepare ssomething for you and bring it mysself, that iss if no other callss you friend. Either way I would like too. Your choice my ..."
He looks at Avions form and shakes his head sadly not knowing what to do with him.
There is more proof than required to identify this woman's lineage. Avion's stony form, the quick flash of serpentine hair, the feminine form and voice. Only the light that has faded was out of place.
FYI: You cannot normally make knowledge checks untrained. But in this case, it's almost more than obvious what might have happened. Those with religion however could possibly understand the light.
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Kripya: "I wasn't always like this you know." She says to no one in particular.
"Under different circumstances, I'd welcome this attention. But my vanity and pride have seen that those that look upon me, even for a second, share in my curse."
"Please heed my warning I tried to give your friend. I am better left alone. I don't want to hurt anyone. I'm just so weary of this...curse. It shouldn't be allowed to take anothers free will from them."
At the comment of 'freind' Suny glances towards the inanimate figure,
"Aye, well now there's somat we've a need t' get t' th' bottom of." She maintains her supportive embrace.
"Jus' whut wus it this here feller wus tryin' t' do that got ye all screamin' blue murder about?" Suny asks with a frown still aimed at the mineralized surgeon.
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Kripya realizes there is still an audience, and sits with a lowered head.
"The evil that dripped off his tongue was...venomous. Power, ambition, fear, hatred, so many things I wish to forget in so little time. His heart was already hard as stone I fear. I saw into his thoughts...so many dark corners and desires, it is not something I wish to retell."
"He would have me any way he pleased, without permission or kindness."
With a great, great sigh, the Captain sheathes his blade. Noting stone, and using common knowledge from the Realms, he closes his eyes enough to make his way over - averting his gaze. He pats her on the shoulder, and moves to position himself to lift Avion.
"There, there. S'alright now, dear. I'll make sure nobody bothers you here 'lest you need something, alright? If looking at your face did this to him, perhaps a mask might help you come back to being social with the rest of us, hm?"
He'd add a tone of hope to that, and looked over at Kai, nodding firmly.
"Alright, we're gonna take him out of here, and put him somewhere else - probably in his room for now. We do need to discuss what we'll do with him afterwards, but right now, I found a current - and we're taking it."
Nodding at everyone's elses words he turns and finds a free bit of sail material. He covers up Avion's statue as best he can and then begins to help Captain Devannis carry it back to Avion's room.
Slipping around everyone, Nerine walks to Kripya, a worried look on her face.
"Are you hurt?" She asks softly. "I have a spell left that would heal an injury."
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"Magic cannot heal these types of wounds. But thank you." she hesitates. "I recognize you, you're ..." She takes a stab at your name. You notcie she didn't look at you. "Merry? Nerry? The one outside the ship so often correct?"
"Please don't get too close, I don't want to cause any more accidents."
She seems to have relaxed a bit, seeing as you are vastly different from the last person to visit.
She hears the Captains kind words and considers them.
"I...may. If the crew is forewarned ahead of time of my nature, and they understand the risks...perhaps, yes. A mask you say? What an ironic penance to have to pay. But that would be the only way, it is a great burden I bear, but I wish to cause no harm, intentional or accidental."
"Better to wear a... covering he visibly grimaces as he looks at his own dread piece of clothing. "Then ssitting in the dark alone, bessidess it would good for you to ssee the new world. It iss not much, yet, but it iss our... home."
He bows his head againat Kripya before continuing his struggles with Avion's statue form.
Kyre spends a few moments examining the woman with the sight Celestial but does not reveal what she sees by the fluttering of an eyelash.
Looking over the new statue, she sheathes her sword without salute as it is covered, as if to say that this wasn't a permanent peace but only a reprieve.
She doesn't leave the room, however. Please excuse me. I don't believe we have met before now, and I don't wish to be rude, but as it happens I have some questions for you, urgent ones. I am named Kyre Sannah. How shall I address you?
Suny sits next to Kripya, settling herself down as the cowled woman does as well. With a hand still upon Kripya's shoulder, which Suny squeezes to show support, she says,
"Aye, well agin ye're with friends. There be a lot o' folk upon about what in another life an' another world wouldn't be havin' a bar o' one another." Suy looks down at herself.
"Ach! AN' here I am leakin' all over you!" She exclaims. "Um, a lil' somethin' from some one t' clean this up?" She asks, "I hope th' buggers weren't infectious..." She mutters.
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Kyre spends a few moments examining the woman with the sight Celestial but does not reveal what she sees by the fluttering of an eyelash.
Looking over the new statue, she sheathes her sword without salute as it is covered, as if to say that this wasn't a permanent peace but only a reprieve.
She doesn't leave the room, however. Please excuse me. I don't believe we have met before now, and I don't wish to be rude, but as it happens I have some questions for you, urgent ones. I am named Kyre Sannah. How shall I address you?
DM: Simple cloth cannot not hinder your 'detect evil', and the only evil you feel is a faint to moderate, lingering, aura on the stone form of Avion. (due to being a level 3 evil cleric as well as an evil dude.)
She stumbles over a word. "Lad..." she catches herself. "Kripya, just Kripya now. You may ask your questions, I am in your debt for showing me compassion this day."
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Suny sits next to Kripya, settling herself down as the cowled woman does as well. With a hand still upon Kripya's shoulder, which Suny squeezes to show support, she says,
"Aye, well agin ye're with friends. There be a lot o' folk upon about what in another life an' another world wouldn't be havin' a bar o' one another." Suy looks down at herself.
"Ach! AN' here I am leakin' all over you!" She exclaims. "Um, a lil' somethin' from some one t' clean this up?" She asks, "I hope th' buggers weren't infectious..." She mutters.
Touching Kripya summons motes of dancing light around your arm briefly. Harmless things that fade as Kripya goes silent and concentrates.
Suny: You feel a pleasant warmth spread throughout your body starting at your arm and reaching your wounds which fade away from sight. The power heals all of your wounds.
All: You see the motes of light swirl around Suny's wounds and as the light fades away so do the wounds.
Kripya does not seem to notice.
"Forgive me." She says. "My pride and vanity brought me to where I am today, sometimes that happens, it is a welcome sign in dark days. But control over it is difficult."
All passed, I rolled in private:
She seems to be addressing the light, and not the healing. And it seems she really wants to not be down here any longer, but is very timid about assimilating to the ship life in her current state.
"Someday I would like to have the courage to leave here, I do crave to walk in the day again, to simply be here today was an act of faith, I was content to die, but I was a coward. I gave in to fear and ran from my fate. I hide who I was and only through luck found my way here."
"Sorry, I...am Rambling now, ask your questions."
Having moved the statue a small ways Kai remembers something about Suny, and as the pause for a small break he goes and picks up his cloak of memories and watching the filth roll off for a moment. He shakes it off, watching for any fallen trinkets, and knocks on the doorway before entering Kripya's Den.
[b]"I am ssure you need thiss sstill. Yugon ve usjalils...
Pardon me ladies...
He places the cloak at Suny's feet, bows his head and moves back out of the small room awkwardly, as he exits he shakes his head hard. He returns to assist the Captain moving the statue again.
Kripya, then. Some time ago, one of our crew was killed unaccountably - I don't think it was one of those undead creatures, or your assailant - he was too eager to examine the body. The marks on the body were small. Do you know of any such threat to life or limb? Have you seen anything? Heard anything?
Observing Suny's wounds mending and what caused it, Kyre makes a mental note then picks up the cloak and holds it out for Suny.
Kyre picks up the cloak and holds it out for Suny.
Suny actually stares uncomprehendingly at the proffered cloak for a second, then she blinks, stands and takes it.
"Awe, geeze! I hope I din't get th' thing torn or mucked up too bad." She worries, quickly inspecting the fabric, "I wus meanin' t' be talkin' t' Kai about somat regardin' this and me and..." Her voice trails off as she looks from the cloak to Kyre and off towards Kai.
Suny face brightens then as she skips forward and hugs Kyre, tangling them both a little in the large folds of the cloaks fabric.
"Aye! An' thanks be to ya fer remindin' me about it!" She thanks Kyre, then just as quickly untangles and begins to wrap the folds about herself as she scampers off to catch up with the large lizard man.
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Kripya, then. Some time ago, one of our crew was killed unaccountably - I don't think it was one of those undead creatures, or your assailant - he was too eager to examine the body. The marks on the body were small. Do you know of any such threat to life or limb? Have you seen anything? Heard anything?
Observing Suny's wounds mending and what caused it, Kyre makes a mental note then picks up the cloak and holds it out for Suny.
Kripya: "I only heard Ieste's scream and was worried for her, I am not aware of any dangers beyond this ships passengers themselves. I wish I could help you more."
As Captain Devannis and Kai struggled, with the cloth wrapped statue, to get up the stairs without dropping their burden. Kai spared a glance every now and then to try and see what others in the hold were feeling, facial expressions or bodily movements. The battle in the hold had not been quiet and would have to be explained immediately, lest fear becomes panic gods forfend.
Between grunts Kai rumbles quietly in draconic. "Yth shilta put nomeno persvek sia cuaili, batobot idol hesi irisvari cuaili stays klael, pamon geou confn mobi vur ocuir coi."
"We can put this in my room, that way our healers room stays useful, no one will come there and see it."
Once the wrapped statue is in place, Kai looks at the Captain as he asks "Si nurti vucata wux tiliw renthisj wer darastrix ooble, nomeno geou xurwk coi halkiva vur easier. shar svanoa re wer conditions shafaer deck captain?"
"I never knew you could speak the dragon tongue, this will make it interesting and easier. But how are the conditions on deck Captain?"
As he speaks to the Captain he moves to shut Avions room door as well. After doing that he gets ready to follow the Captain back onto deck.
Suny scampers up behind the Captain and Kai. Seeing them begin to haul the new statue out of the hold, she roughly drapes the fabric in her hands over a shoulder, then lends a hand at helping to move the possible new decoration.
"Y'know, we's could simply carry th' thing under the deck hatch an' then winch it out of the hold?" She suggests around the huffing and puffing of effort.
"That's assumin' it be goin' up on deck an' not further down t' rest with th' ballast?" she adds.
Kripya: "I only heard Ieste's scream and was worried for her, I am not aware of any dangers beyond this ships passengers themselves. I wish I could help you more."
Kyre hugs Suny back fulsomely, then resumes her courteously detached posture for Krypya's benefit. It is almost jarring, as if watching two different personas collide in one person.
Perhaps you can. That... person was the ships surgeon, and his being indisposed leaves the ship without a healer. In general, I think we're better off but having someone who can mend wounds and treat sickness on a daily basis might be of use. Do you know of anyone I can commend to the captain's attention?
Kyre is actually thinking of nominating Kripya, but is mindful that there might be ... complications.
He clears his throat, and listens carefully. He made sure they got up without any questions, or if there were any, he didn't answer to them. He was ignorant until they put the statue back into Kai's room. He wipes his brow, and clears his throat.
"I can, and have before. It's much easier for me to speak like this, though. A man of my years, though you might say elf, is more or less very booksmart when it comes to things like talking.
"As far as on deck, we have a current! Yes, my friend, a current! And we'll be following it until we hit its source."
He had a smile, and rubbed his head for a moment, though he seemed conflicted. As they prepared to head on deck, he cleaned up his attire, and checked his sheathe, to look as appropriate as possible on the trip upstairs.
"Got anything prepared? People are going to ask 'bout those wounds there."
Kai responds without a second thought. "The truth, that the undead became our enemy and they were put down before they could causse harm. I fought them firsst and was injured because of my pride" He stares at nothing for a moment before shaking his head forcibly, the dull ache behind his eyes was making it hard to focus but at least the pain was subsiding. "If we sspeak to them they sshould lissten and many trusst me enough to sshare their fearss, I will do what I can to take the burden off of you Captain while you do what you can to find our... home." He waits to follow the Captain to the main deck, but along the way he entertains peoples need to talk and release their pent up angst. He tries to calm them and promises that a search of the vessel will be led by Kai himself and to ensure that all is well.
When he reaches the main deck he asks the captain "If you wissh to addressss this then I sshall aid you as besst I can, if you wissh me to sspeak I sshall."
Suny sighs as the weight of the statue settles. She looks to Devannis Pantera,
"So, Cap'n, whut be this current you're talkin' about?" She moves a little bit closer to Kai.
"Din't th' healin' lass see t' yer scratches?" She asks quietly.
Kai's body still shows some of the bruising and a couple small cuts from where he was bludgeoned. "The waterborness touch almosst healed my wounds, but the resst I can take care of with time."
"Well, the current in question, Suny, is one that Nerine was so kind to find - unfortunately, it had been foretold by a body of a young child - may Sashelas rest his soul - and as such, I managed to find the body's flowing from the water to be a current! Now, I will make a more official announcement when we're up top, but for the meantime..."
He turns back, and inhales deeply as he looks about the final stairwell.
"ALL HANDS ON DECK! I want all passengers to join us all as I have a very important announcement to make! Hop to it, move!"
He gives a sly grin, and a wink, and finishes climbing, only to repeat his words as he moves to the helm.
"If you have any injuries, I will see to them no matter the time. I can be found in Olek's garden at night when not on watch. I can also lend an ear. The only difference between this room and the ocean at night is the lack of water." She whispers to Kripya before leaving the room. Almost immediately, she went to the railing and peered down at Waveflier and the child, knowing there was nothing she could.
"I bear witness to your passing young one, as sad as it makes me. Go now to the next life, and be happy again." She prayed, not realizing she was talking out loud. She gave the command for 'Flier to dive, and fought back tears as she watched the body wash away. She watched until she could see it no more, then just stared down into the waves until the Captain called for everyone to gather.
After answering her question he turns back, and inhales deeply as he looks about the final stairwell.
"ALL HANDS ON DECK! I want all passengers to join us all as I have a very important announcement to make! Hop to it, move!"
He gives a sly grin, and a wink, and finishes climbing, only to repeat his words as he moves to the helm.
Suny nods at the captain's words, then she bounces upon the balls of her feet as he calls out his orders, whisking off a salute from habit even as she does so. Giving a bright, quick grin to Kai she scampers off back into the hold.
Raz is again sitting front of the ship, grabbing tighly from the rope. Thinking and watching around, he had alot to worry Huoh, so many things has happened. So sad, dead children and now this noise downstares... what might have happened? Looking around and noticing one of the crew members next to railing, looking after her companion taking the dead child away. Sad... so sad Raz sighs and has lost his mood for thinking.
Soon, Captains yell for everyone to gather on deck, Raz moves closer to hear, what he has to say. What could have happened now? Long time we have traveled through the land. Hopefully something good has happeend
Trying to see Faed and Ieste, Raz moves next to them and try to ask Ieste, what happened. Red eyes and bad look on her face clearly showed something had happened, but trying to keep it friendly and pushing Faed little bit to support her. What happened down there? Something wrong?
Looking at his hands and then touching the small orb in his pocket, he sighs Too many things... I keep worrying and repeating same things time after time. Isn´t there any potion for happiness? Hm... might need to make one: maybe little bit red powder with salt water, concentrated mixture of ... and soon he forget things around him, focusing to his creation of new potion, but soon snaps back Oh, not now. something will happen and again looks around and try to listen other people speaking.
Raz knew he wasn´t really the diplomatic person and knew everyone. At least he didn´t have anything bad to say or others didn´t hate him. He was just... well, with Faed doing his own stuff. What was so wrong? Might this be now because of that one creation or testing, which might have caused incident, if done wronly? Sighing, his hand keep touching and petting the small shining orb.
Suny nods at the captain's words, then she bounces upon the balls of her feet as he calls out his orders, whisking off a salute from habit even as she does so. Giving a bright, quick grin to Kai she scampers off back into the hold.
Kai watched the graceful and confident stride of Captain Devannis, as he bellowed for all hands on deck. That unscaled was a force to be reckoned with in Kai's mind, and truly a leader of caliber. His focus was then distracted by Suny's odd and energetic movements, especially the new hand movements she gave the Captain as he strode by. When she suddenly turned and flashed Kai a quick grin, he couldn't help but smile his own toothy grin in response, before she scampered away.
He waited a few moments, until they were both gone, before he sat down on the bed in his cabin. The bed groaned under his weight, as the wooden frame protested at feeling his bulk for the first time, he sat there with his head in his scaled hands for several moments. As the tension in his muscles slowly released. For the first time that day he could relax, even though it was only a momentary reprieve, it was a wonderful feeling. For a moment he sat and thought about what had happened in the hold, unconsciously giving the cloth covered statue in the corner a sidelong glance.
Several enemies gone, what challenge will come next? He felt his breath quicken, at the thought of what the Captain had to announce, causing his muscles to become tense again. It matters not what comes, I will protect this ship, this tribe. No matter the cost With that he stands and makes his way on deck, his stride was strong and confident as he worked his way to stand near the Captain.
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The Captain's call to deck summons all passengers, save Kripya, she does wish to express her willingness to attend, but the thought of an accident prove to be too much for her to chance. She let's Ieste, or those still close by before the call, she cannot attend at his time until such matters are rectified.
Standing on the deck, the crew and passengers wait with nervous energy, a simple glance shows that some people flick their wrists , or crack knuckles, waiting to hear what is to come. Those armed leave their hands hovering close to their blades, watching for hidden threats, all the while trying to look unaffected by the recent 'problems.'
DM: You have the floor Captain, besides Kripya in the hold, and Garth who left on a flight patrol, it looks like everyone else is here.
With much anticipation, and much anxiety, the Captain nodded to Kai, whispering to him in Draconic before he would even entertain the thought of speaking.
"Xurwk jaunus nomenes ti whais nymuer creolnali svaion. Garth ui busy, shar jaci mirjalic ekess nymuer nomeno kiri."
"Make sure those not present hear something similar. Garth is busy, but he deserves to hear this too."
He nods with a firm stance, and moves to the front of the helm, hands placed on the railing. His appearance is very serious, very focused, almost as if he had changed from being a 'generous' captain into something else. He clears his throat, and adjusts his tricorne.
"Good afternoon to the lot of you! It has been some time, I believe two weeks, since we first set sail onto this voyage! None of us had ever planned such a thing, and it was very, very sudden that we all had to leave our homes, take our families and friends, and rush onto whatever boat would take us.
"I believe we have come far in our time together, as crew and guests, if not friend and family. We have persevered in the showing of storms and tides, and been valiant in defending our temporary home from the clutches of wretched beasts who sought to cut our time short. We have even had to experience the loss of one of our crew, may the gods rest his soul."
Here his tone visibly changes, to something a bit darker, and more saddening.
"However, not all of us had plans to cooperate. Nay, our own surgeon, Avion Merdiota, sought to corrupt this ship in his name and the name of his deity. He is no longer with the crew, and is imprisoned for the rest of his stay on this boat."
He returns to his his more normal tone, as he raises his voice.
"Now, our journies have been hard, and we all come from different parts of life; in our previous home, we probably would have sooner gone to war with each other than cooperate - but in these desperate times, we can only look to each other for guidance, and most importantly, hope.
"What I have discovered, thanks to our friend Nerine, is that there is indeed a current in these seas! This flow is the first of many signs that everything is looking up! I can only say that there is indeed hope for us yet, for the gods themselves have seen fit to show us the path. Plan ahead, my friends! Plan for the day we hit land! Plan for the day we start anew, and can begin our life once again!"
He unhooks his blade and raises it high with a grin, allowing the sun to gleam valiantly off his blue-hued blade. He looked to his fellow sailors, and his guests, and could only wear that grin, as he did all he could to stir the entire vessel.
Nerine raises her spear to copy the Captain and is the first to cheer!
"Oh Captain my captain!" She shouts.
Suny, having raced to her 'sea chest' and donned her 'working gear' stands with those who have been helping with the sails, rigging and other chores required to sail a ship. Wearing her grey leather armor, both swords upon her hips and paired x-bows across her back. she too draws and raises one of her thin blades to add to Nerine's chorus.
"Captain, my Captain, Oi! Oi! Oi!" (^_^)
Raz listens the speech and begins to smile. Occassionally looking at Faed and Iesta, he turns back to see Captain. He speaks good, I have to admit. Hopefully everyone will be having some hope
However, after mentioning the fate of Avion Merdiota, Raz is unsure, what way the situation has gone Imprisoment? Um... I never really liked that man and he reeked evil. He was horrible, but what did he do? Never saw him attacking someone and those undeads... well, he did save some of us.... oy oy, where is this going. Now we are missing a surgeon from his ship worried, but keeping it inside, Raz hand unconsciously rub the orb on his belt harder, searching for some wamth.
Speach of finding a current was good thing, since Raz was relieved little bit, but worrying was still causing him headache. Current? Hopefully that is good thing. People are getting tired or at least I am. That meant there is land nearby... There might be new chemicals and plants to try out... and falling back to his own mind.
Suddenly snapping back and realising the Nerine had yelled something, Raz raises his head and see the Captain and Carpenter both raising their weapons above their head with straight arms Wha? What is going on? Oh... cheering the people. Good, good... but I am feeling back and sights again for the feeling of nervousness
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A few cheers raise out, but it's cut short by a multitude of questions raised that ring out about them.
There is a rumbling about safety, and giant creatures, and a death.
Grunge: "What about the recent murder on board, are we going to ignore this? I was told there were more important matters! What's more important than a threat to my life? Some current? No way!"
The Gnoll looks around cautiously.