[dice=reflex]1d20+3
[dice=acro]1d20+2
A board dropped suddenly from the wall in swatting manner but it missed your rear end.
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Adriel uses a standard action to move (drawing his Scimitar as he goes) catch up with Astri and Henk, calling out as he goes. Oi! The damn florr swallowed me and spat me into the chart room. The place is haunted. I just found my way out of the chart room
A thought occurs to him and he asks Thrasher, Do you know your way around this ship?
As the captain enters his cabin his eyes take in the presence of filth and rats scurrying about.
"What in the name of all that's holy and unholy is the meaning of this!" he roars out.
"Rats? Rats in my gods damned CABIN," he bellows.
"Steward - STEWARD - why are there rats in my cabin? You will summon all hands and discover who it was that put them there now... Wait; belay that!" he says with rage.
His eyes narrow and he scans the hallway, peering at every single nook and crevice, as if determined to seek out the culprit of this enigma.
His eyes suddenly widen as he looks at a dark spot on the deck; perhaps a shadow, perhaps a trick of the light, perhaps nothing at all...
"It was you who put those rats in my cabin, wasn't it?" he says, his voice dropping to a dangerous hiss, his tongue wetting his lips as he stares into the shadows.
"Yes - don't deny it! You think this is some sort of jest, don't you? That I am merely a clown - some sort of jokester to amuse you, eh?" he adds, his voice raising in volume as he turns to look toward where Embrianna had gone.
"I insisted on a proper meal for Mister Alabaster, so you send rats to my cabin for his supper?"
"By gods there shall be grave repercussions for that slight, sir, I swear it!" he said drawing both of his weapons and looking about.
"I will kill these rats myself, if need be, and then they will be your supper until you've finished eating every scabby little scrap of their lice infested flesh!" he cries out as he yells down the hallway.
"Aye Aye Captain. Thalios Dondrel will follow close behind his captain for you have been blessed with Besmara's knowledge with your flame." He uses some of the cartilage from the rat carcass to pick at his teeth, then belches. "That was guud."
David enters the hold the glow form his armor illuminates his room and he is furious at the disgraceful mess and stench before him.
You have been imprinted with the personality of Captain Mortimer Cray
Captain Cray was a career seaman. He never married, and joked that the ocean was cruel enough of a mistress without a wife to please as well. His crew always respected him. Once the curse takes effect, he believes his “men,” actually the rest of the party now, are planning to mutiny
at any minute. A streak of bad luck, the storm tossing them in that forbidden place, and now the fearsome image of those idols leering at them from the masts have set his men on edge. They blame Cray for it all, and he hates them for doing so. He will tolerate no insubordination from his crew and plans to be ready if his men turn on him…in fact he might even have to kill one or two first to keep the others from rising up against him.
He’ll never let them have his ship. He’ll smash it to splinters on any nearby shoals or rocks before he lets her fall into mutineers’ hands.
RD 5: Summary
Team one:
Henk - moves down the hall
Astri - moves behind Henk
Adriel - stand up and opens the door. Draws scimatar and moves out to rejoin Henk and Astri.
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Team Two
Darius - moves, opens door and sees the barrel room
Sath - burn rats
Bri - burning hands on rats
Sawbones - makes his speech and walks off.
The sea fog begins fill the hallway where Astri, Henk, and Adriel are located.
RD 6
Team one:
Henk -
Astri -
Adriel -
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Team Two
Darius -
Sath -
Bri -
Sawbones
Here is better description of the room you were in now that I've shown it on the map.
A large table takes up the center of this room. Several sheaves of parchment depicting nautical charts and maps are strewn atop it, along with instruments for tracking course and heading. Lockers sit set into the aft wall of the chamber.
The massive hold that comprises the belly of this ship is filled with rotting perishables in the way of exotic fruits and vegetables. The rancid stink of rotting fruit and food fills the air. Tiny flies buzz incessantly throughout this large cargo hold. Barrels of water and grog are stacked aft, crates of putrid, corrupted consumables litter the hold. At the port wall stand three crates the flies avoid.
You see three swarms of rats scurrying about the hold from one port side, another other starboard side, ant the last on foreward. They are immediately attracted to the glow of your armor. You suspect that your ship is infested with these damn rats!
Not sure how it happend but I ended up past you. Old, shredded Charts and Navigation gear in here. Someone might be able to piece together where she has been...
Henk blinks stupidly at Adriel as he tries to piece together how the elf ended up past him. "H..h..how'd you git past me?" he scratches his groin. "Lots of doors to check out...fog's soaking in though stay close this time."
Seeing that Sath is not apparently in this room, Darius turns and moves further down the hall to the next doorway. He throws it open and looks inside, calling out, "Sath, are you in here? Where are you!?
Seeing that Sath is not apparently in this room, Darius turns and moves further down the hall to the next doorway. He throws it open and looks inside, calling out, "Sath, are you in here? Where are you!?
RD 6: Henk
The big man looks at the door (L,3) where Astri is located and he turns the nob, nodding to Astri to enter first. He pushes the door open. By the way the fog is in this hallway you all are in and you can only see 5 feet radius and darkvision is now useless. Although Astri can see inside the room since the fog has not creep there yet.
"check it out."
You hear voices behind the locked door. There is a padlock looks decrepit but it is locked. Suddenly there is strange man's voice answering the man on the other side of the door.
“Who be there! If ’n ya release me, I do swear that I, Thalios
Dondrel, son of Mordekai, will serve ye better than any man for I am Thalios Dondrel."
"Dar, have I missed something? Maybe been unconscious for a while without knowing it and missed just what the hell is going on with Dirk? I have no idea at all what the hell he was talking and why did he leave us?"
Bri follows right behind Darius, rather worried that their group of 4 is now down to 2 and not wanting it to become a group of 1.
"I knew we shouldn't have boarded this ship. There was obviously something wrong about it. Now Dirk is crazy and Sath is swallowed by the ship. Maybe it even has teeth or something down here somewhere and it is chewing her up right this minute and then it will eat us next.'
Darius squares off against the door, and quickly decides that it would likely be easier to just bust the door down than to try to hack through the lock, despite it's state of disrepair.
He steps back to the opposite wall, then takes a couple of steps forward for momentum before delivering a powerful front kick to the door itself, trying to knock it free of it's hinges.
"I have no idea what his problem is, he's been acting strange for days if you ask me. If he doesn't want to follow orders and go wander off on his own, so be it. My concern is finding Sath, she didn't choose to disappear on us."
As he sizes up the door, he hears her very real concern about being eaten next. Trying to reassure her, he says, "Embrianna, I will not let this ship be the death of you, don't you worry about that," he looks at her with a sly grin, adding, [b]"If you are going to worry about something eating you, you should be worried about me!" winking at her as he finishes his flirtation, hoping to take her mind off their situation and alleviate some of her concerns.
"You may want to step back," he says as he prepares to kick the door...
Darius tries with his kick but is unable to get the lock open. You figure you can bash it with a hammer or hilt and it might open. (DC15)
The door and lock rattles loudly.
"Aye man Thalios Dondrel is still behind this blasted Besmara locked door, help the son of Mordekai, and I swear to use all my natural abilities to help you."
Bri you were able to take a 5 ft step to move up behind Darius,s o you have your full round action remaining.
Bri will try to aid Darius in breaking the door down, though she seems unsure about it.
"I hope this guy isn't totally b+#$@+~ crazy. I mean, who knows how long he has been sailing around, alone, on this obviously gods be cursed ship."
The aid from bri gives the kick a bit of boost and the lock pops open. She is able to remove it and open the door. Standing before the beautiful woman is a butt naked Thalios Dondrel, son of Mordekai, is all his dangling glory. His face is scruffy from days of beard growth, the whiskers are greasy from something, and there is a bit of cartliage hanging between his lips from what looks like a bony toothpick. He bows, "My blessed lady, I am Thalios Dondrel, son of Mordekai, I pledge to service you mightily." He wiggles his hips when he mentions servicing you. All he wears is his lucky coin necklace.
Sath is standing in the room to.
RD 5: Summary
Team Two
Darius - moves, opens door and sees the barrel room
Sath - burn rats
Bri - burning hands on rats
Sawbones - makes his speech and walks off.
Right, so on Round 4 when you tossed the map up and showed me in the room with the rats, when it was time to post my action I wrote:
1. Took a 5 foot step back.
2. Shut the door to the room (now identified as the Hold) as a Standard Action.
3. Used a Move Action to walk down the hallway to my companions while making the speech.
For some reason you kept me in the room, but that wasn’t where I was or where I wanted to be, or indicated in my last post.
So here’s the thing: If I’m not able to leave the room because I’m formally Cursed, then that means I can’t control my character or actions. In which case, is there a point to taking any actions formally until this curse is removed? In other words – since I no longer have control over my character, wouldn’t that mean you are posting for me?
If I do have control over the character, then why would I still be in the same room when I posted otherwise?
"Eeewww!"
Bri moves back behind Darius, wanting a barrier between herself and the crazy naked guy. Peering over his shoulder, she looks over to Sath, checking her condition.
"Sath, are you ok?"
Team 1, Round 6
Adriel uses a standard action to move (drawing his Scimitar as he goes) catch up with Astri and Henk, calling out as he goes. Oi! The damn florr swallowed me and spat me into the chart room. The place is haunted. I just found my way out of the chart room
Astrianna looks at Adriel, dumbfounded. Confused, she looks down the hallway and back where Adriel came from. "You fell through the deck? Was it rotted? That must have been the sound I heard earlier. We should look at that chart room next, there could be some valuable maps inside."
As the fog washes over them Astrianna gets a bit nervous, her vision impaired. She keeps one of her glowing balls of light close, the other is sent into the room when Henk opens the door.
The bard steps inside to look around, sword at ready, but the only fight she's greeted with is an assault on her olfactory senses. She puts the sleeve of her free hand to her face. "Ugh, smells like a troll's ass in here. There's water barrels, grog barrels, and mold on the walls."
Why would I post for you? You are imprinted with another personality that personality plays into your actions but nobody mentioned that you have no control over your character. Who said you can't leave the room? You want your cat but nobody said you can't move.
You didn't walk into to the hold until RD 5, not 4.
Your earlier post about walking into your cabin was not correct you are far away from your cabin it's in the bow of the boat. You walking off talking was your Rd 5 action. So I had you making your way towards your cabin and there is only one way to get there from here which is through the hold. Unless you open the hatch that your closed and enter the fog.
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"I just watched a crazy naked guy eat a rat, so no... I am not OK. I am, however, physically unharmed."
Pushing Thalios forward from behind with the haft of her spear, Sath makes her way out of the cell. Wracking her brain, Sath tries to think of any creature capable of taking the form of a ship this size...
"Glad to see your safe," Darius says with relief when he finds Sath. "I think Hawk has gone crazy. He's talking out of his head and wandering around on his own. We need to go find him."
As they turn to head back after Hawkins, Darius keeps the naked Thalios in front of him. When the near the door to the room of barrels, he says, "Embrianna, there is a box in there, mind grabbing it in case we it has something important in it?"
Between Thalios' ramblings and what you have experienced you are fairly certian the mast is behind the bad luck.
"But what about Thalios Dondrel, son of Mordekai, are you going to arm him? Or do you expect me to bludgeon 'em to death with my sap like wanky?" He winks at Bri.
The box is about roughly 18 inches long by 6 inches wide. It has some weight to it but it's not overly heavy. (5 pounds)
"We have to either get off this boat or destroy the mast- according to the crazy naked pirate, his men went nuts and started killing each other in front of it... oh, he also mentioned a skeleton."
With your heal check realize that the rotten smell is not just fruit and food, but also the more sinister decay of human flesh.
Your nature check does not reveal any information.
You do notice the rats have strange red eyes.
You immediately recognize the danger before you. A black curdle grew inside the now broken cask of grog and now clings to a dark corner of the ceiling where it festers and spreads into the timbers of the ship. Anyone inspecting the pieces of the broken cask and you notice the traces of black curdle mold growing in the wood bits and knows all about these dangerous menaces. You know that Black Curdles can burrow through wood and creep in the dark spaces between bulkheads, eating through sturdy timbers as it does. It burrows at a speed of 10 feet that only applies to wooden structures. It blends into the wood and makes it difficult to spot.
"Oh, eeewwww!"
"You should add in there crazy, naked, PERVERTED pirate. The swarm of rats was more pleasant to look at."
Bri makes sure her gaze is well above waist level, not wanting to accidentally glimpse the pervert's wanky.
"Ok, we found Sath, now let's go gather up Drik. Even if we have to knock his ass out cold and drag him with us. Gather up the other group and then get the hell off of this ship and then shoot some flaming arrow at it or something. I wanna see this thing sink"
When you are looking at the sealed box you notice the barrels have the word: Powder written on them.
RD 6 Mid-RD Summary
Team one:
Henk - opened door
Astri - stepped in room
Adriel -
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Team Two
Darius - kicked door open
Sath - exited room
Bri - aided darius, has sealed box
Sawbones
Astri, do you need a hand, if not I'll check the other door in front of Henk.
The elf waits on a word....
You are under the suspicion that this water was fresh until one of the party members corrupted it with a spell. Maybe Henk...but you have been with him the whole time. The Elf his little birdy thing...possible. Maybe the other group already hit the area?
Astrianna's eyes widen to the size of gold pieces as she recognizes the fungal pudding. "There's a Black Curdle growing in the corner of the ceiling, in the wood. It could destroy the totem... and the ship. Someone corrupted this water, created it..." Her eyes narrow momentarily. Embrianna must have done it. That whore, she wanted me to get killed by this curdle so she could have all the men to herself.
"Get in here elf, we'll kill it." She waves Adriel in, gripping her sword tightly, free hand switching from waving to pointing to the curdle in the corner when he moves inside. "Freeze it or something! Watch out for its tentacles!"
Astrianna adds one more complication to the matter. "In fact, don't let it touch you at all, or your skin will slough off like a snake's."
"which way to the stairs?" Sath inquires, knowing that their best chance of getting off this ship alive was to either flee now or somehow destroy the strange mast of the ship and deciding that she would rather not leave such a ship as this for others to run across.
As she waited for an answer, she also intoned to herself a quick prayer to the nature spirits for guidance.
Zella points back the way they came. "Dirk was with us too, but then he started spouting some crazy s*#@ and went off on his own."