Tales of Aequar: Runite's Rise IC II

[CoffeeIncluded]

The group walks along the dark, dank underwater tunnel for a bit, until those with keen eyes in the dark notice that the platform comes to an abrupt stop, and that there is a ladder just before this drop-off. The ladder starts about a foot, food and a half off the ground, low enough for dwarves to easily reach, and seems to rise to the surface.

As the group climbs the ladder and pushes aside the metal covering sealing away the tunnel, they blink as their eyes adjust to the sudden sunlight. They're still in Great Gate, a few blocks away from the well in a nondescript back street. They're sopping wet but thankfully not too smelly, and their soaked clothes are actually a blessing in this summertime heat; it was significantly cooler underground. They take a deep breath and inhale, along with th ever present-smell of the sea, the savory aroma of meat grilling nearby. Everybody's stomach rumbles; it's past noon.

Soon enough the group hears a familiar barking, and shortly after sees Naga round the corner, ears flopping with every step as he pants happily. Artorias shortly follows the hound to reunite with the others.

[Athedia]

Badger knelt, letting the corpse fall off her shoulder as she opened her arms for Naga. "Did you lead Art here? What a good boy, yes you are!"

[super dark33]

Hello Artorias! How have you been? Did you meet these new guys Jadeite and Sora?

Surdrak respected Artorias. His loyalty to him is less ironic than his loyalty to Badger.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Badger knelt, letting the corpse fall off her shoulder as she opened her arms for Naga. "Did you lead Art here? What a good boy, yes you are!"

"Yes he did lead me here; but that begs the question, what where you guys doing in that well?" He greets the badger while giving Naga a small pat in the head.


Hello Artorias! How have you been? Did you meet these new guys Jadeite and Sora?

Surdrak respected Artorias. His loyalty to him is less ironic than his loyalty to Badger.
"Oh, Surdrak, hey! I'm fine though dad decided to use me as delivery boy. And yes I have met the Elf and Sora, how have you been?.

@super dark
Do you want Surdrak to have some shared story with Artorias? If so please PM so we can work it out.

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Oh, just salvaging for my future experimental materials," Jadeite says, indicating the soggy corpse slumped over Badger's back. "You are such good friends!"

[Athedia]

Badger rolled her eyes. "Actually we are looking for a runaway, grunt work but pays well. This one is going to earth, not a table." She gestured that she would meet them at the guild and then headed off to the nearest temple to ask about the cost of a funeral. She fingered the 40 in her pocket, wondering if she should give it to her companions. What would the beggar have wanted done with it?

[Dusk Eclipse]

"Yes, that does make more sense than you" Artorias points towards Jadeitr "convincing everyone to go down a well to retrieve a corpse."

Artorias scratches his chin thoughtfully
"If the runway comes from these neighborhoods, I doubt he would have gone into the well, those kids are usually quite shelltered. He probably went to the docks looking to become a sailor or something like that"

[Draconi Redfir]

"She" Elsee corrected. "bought some daggers from yer dads place, 'probly gone out lookin fer an adventure yeah"

[Dusk Eclipse]

"She" Elsee corrected. "bought some daggers from yer dads place, 'probly gone out lookin fer an adventure yeah"

"Is she the girl we wanted to question before the fiasco at the wyvern nut...df I mean at Feliks' house?... What was her name? Natalya?"

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Natasha," Jadeite corrects. "Natasha Polzin, apparently a minor noble tired of her pampered life."

Badger:

The nearest temple, a temple to Sylph with many windows and nearly invisible screens that let in all the light and air, indicates that the cost of a basic funeral is 10 gold.

[Athedia]

Badger carefully counted out 10 gold pieces from the beggars gold. After giving the money and the corpse to the clerics she looked at the remaining gold in her hand. It would feel wrong to spend it or give it to the others, especially Jadiete who had joked about the poor mans death. No, that would not do. She held out the remaining 30 gold pieces to the clerics. "Please use this to give other poor unfortunates who can not afford a funeral the chance to rest in peace." With that she left, Naga following beside her and walked back to the guild. Hopefully the clerics would use the money well.

[Dusk Eclipse]

"You don't mind if I tag along right? Just let me drop by my dad's place and I'll meet younat the guild" waving good bye, Artorias begins to walk towards the Wolf's Fang Forge, his imbd racing trying to figure out where could Natasha have gone.

[CoffeeIncluded]

The clerics of Sylph bow deeply and thank Badger profusely for her generosity, promising to repay her debt in the future.

As Badger looks at her, she sees a young halfling child peer nervously at her, then run off.

Artorias returns to the forge, the familiar hot metal feel. He sees his father working despite the splint on his arm, pounding away on a cooling set of braces.

"Artorias!" his father says upon seeing him. "What is it?"

Does anyone else have anything they wanted to do before heading back to the guild?

[Dusk Eclipse]

:smallannoyed:"Weren't you supposed to be resting that wrist?" Artorias ask in an annoyed tone

:smallsigh:"In any case I finished the deliveries for today, unless you need me for something else Which I doubt seeing you are working again*... I'm heading back to the guild." Artorias leaves a bag of gold pieces on nearby table.

*He is mumbling to himself the part in small font :smalltongue:

[Athedia]

Badger watched the child run off, then decided to follow.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Artorias:

"Pah, it's healed enough, and these bracers won't temper themselves! And don't you use that tone with me!" Artoria's father shouts as his son leaves the shop. He moves to run after him, but bangs his wrist against a pommel hanging off another table, and stops to curse and shake it out.

Badger:

Badger follows the dark-skinned halfling child...who runs faster when he sees Badger tailing him. As she follows him, she notices that he's dressed simply, but cleanly.

And then she rounds the corner and sees him run into his mother's arms, and hears him say, "Mommy, that lady and her dog are following me!"

The older halfling woman, her frizzy black hair starting to be streaked with grey, immediately marches over to Badger, rears herself up to her full height, and says, "And just what do you think you're doing, following my boy?"

Everyone else:

Jadeite wrings the last few drops of moisture out of his hair and asks, "Should we return to the guild and try to continue the search from there?"

[super dark33]

Nah. Badger and Artorias know that we are here. Returning to the guild will delay regrouping.

Surdrak sits somewhere in a shade.

[Athedia]

Badger raised her hands showing she meant no harm. "I simply wished to ask if he had seen a girl around here. Children tend to go unnoticed and notice much." She gave a description of Natasha, leaving out the details of her wealth. "If he or any of his friends know her location there is a reward in it. Just go to my guild and ask for Badger."

[CoffeeIncluded]

The mother relaxes when Badger says she's from the guild. I'll keep an eye out for her. Come along, Emil." Emil, the handling boy, looks back at Basger curiously, then follows his mother.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Nah. Badger and Artorias know that we are here. Returning to the guild will delay regrouping.

Surdrak sits somewhere in a shade.

"And if they expect us to follow them? I would think it wiser to reconvene at the guild and decide where to go from there. Does anyone know where somebody seeking adventure away from Runite would go?" Jadeite asks.

Knowledge (local) dc15 (10 for long term guild members):

much like the mercenary groups in Leis guild, including your group,
shipping corporations and transportation often hire freelance mercenary guards. It's likely that Natasha would have joined up on one of these escort missions. There are two general groups: land and sea. The sea routes need guards to protect against weather and pirates, while land routes need protection against wild animals and bandits.

[super dark33]

Either our guild or as private mercenary for somone.

Surdrak gazed upon empty air as he thought of his next words.

[roll0]

Probably protecting cargo of various kinds on ships or land. And that is not a good way to go on an adventure. If you wanted to fight robbers that badly you could go in some tavern and make some hand gestures.

[Athedia]

Badger walked back to the guild slowly, where would Natasha have gone? She was glad beyond all reason that it wasn't her body down the well, but she could be dead somewhere. But those daggers. One didn't spend money like that without a plan.

Knowledge Local: [roll0]

As Badger thought her fingers absentmindedly brushed her quiver and she stopped short in the street. She had saved up for what had felt like forever to buy her first bow, and not for general use on the streets. No, she had used it to convince a coach to hire her for protection, on one of those trips was how she had met Leif and joined his guild. Everyone in the town knew guards were in demand, and that would be just the way a rich runaway would seek adventure.

She started running down the street toward the guild. She had to find the others and inform them of Natasha's probable plan.

[CoffeeIncluded]

As the group makes their way to the guild, keeping their eyes closer to the ground to avoid the strong sun, they fail to notice Badger until she barrels straight into them, taking them both to the ground.

Jadeite gets up and brushes himself off. He says, "That was quick. Did you ensure that the man will be paid proper respects?" There's a serious tone to his voice.

[Athedia]

Badger picked herself up, panting from the sprint. "Yes,yes. But I thought of where Natasha probably is. Those people that hire freelancers, they don't check to see if you are who you say, just have some weapons and be willing to fight. She is probably on the coaches or wagons now!"

[super dark33]

What happend to her voice?
Surdrak thoughtfully whispered to himself.

So I thought of a few ideas to find her:

Surdrak's raised an eldritch tentacle.

One, we put an incredibly large bounty on bringing her living,

The tentacle is now a crab claw.

Two, we hire ourselves to any fool with a wagon or a rowboat that needs protection and leaves in the shortest time from now,

Surdrak raised..... A claw with a tentacle in the middle.

Three, we kidnap her sisters and force her to rescue them.

Surdrak cleared his hand from the ridiculous eldritch formation he made there.

And no, I also think the last one is a terrible plan Badger thank you very much for your kind words.

When people can receive any joke from you as either a threat or an insult its important to tell the fact you are laughing at their expense instead of threatening to burn their shrubs.

[Dusk Eclipse]

On his way towards the Guild, Artoriaz couldn't help to feel guilty. I'll make up to him after this job. He will understand... I hope.

Artorias who arrives just in time to hear Surdrak's "plans" (if they could be called that) quickly responds.
"Or we could do what The Badger says and hurry, we might be able to catch up with her before she leaves the city"

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Aren't there several different caravans and routes out of the city though?" Jadeite asks. "She's been gone for several days now."

A gather information check will help narrow down where she's gone.

[super dark33]

Which means she could be on any of them by now.

Surdrak scratches his chin.

Well it's better we'd start off then.


Untrained gather information! [roll0]

[Dusk Eclipse]

"When was the job posted? The first 24 hours are critical in these cases

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Do I look like someone with an intimate knowledge of how mercenary guards find work in this city?

Knowledge (local) dc 15:
for sea jobs, check the docks or the lobbies of shipping companies. For land jobs, check the northern part of the business district or the lobbies of the trading companies.

Using urban tracking for the right kind of job (land or sea) in the right place advertising these jobs will give you a +2 location bonus to the check, but it'll take a bit longer since you have to travel and there's no mass transit in Runite yet.

[Dusk Eclipse]

:smallanoyed: "I meant, when did Natasha's family contacted us?"

Artorias tries to recall what he knows about those mercenaries.
.
Local 1d20+3 (grabbed 1 rank at level up to be able to make checks with DCs higher than 10)
Aid another on gather information 1d20+1 trying to help the highest roll (probably The Badger)

[Athedia]

Knowledge Local [roll0]

Badger scratched her head embarrassed. "Dunno, before I met Leif I would just wander up to caravans leaving and ask if they needed another guard. More often than not they would take me."

[Dusk Eclipse]

Let's try those rolls again

Local [roll]1d20+3[roll]

Aid another gather info [roll0]

BTW posting code with a phone sucks

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias slightly blushes as he admits his lack of useful knowledge "Does anybody have an idea where to start? Cause I'm stumped"

third time is the charm (I hope)

Local [roll0]

[Draconi Redfir]

Elsee just sneered and groaned a bit while everyone spoke, finally speaking up once everyone had shut up long enough for her to say something.

"she got those daggers back before we were even looking for Cecil, that was days ago if not over a week. if she hasn't gotten a job by now then she's either wandered out on her own or stowed away 'er somethin, 'er maybe she hung out in a dark corner of a tavern long enough to hook up with a bunch of similarly armed strangers 'nd is off collecting twenty wolf hearts or somethin. Best we can do at this point is get the best description we can of her, a painting or a drawing if we can, 'nd split up to all the exits of the city, asking the guards and tradesmen if they've seen anyone like that and followin any leads we can find."

[CoffeeIncluded]

Jadeite pauses and tries to think about what he's learned of Runite so far.

Knowledge (Local): [roll0]

He widens his eyes. "You are all making a dangerous assumption. You assume that she joined a caravan traveling north, the way I entered the city, but isn't the other name for Runite The Gateway to the Southern Islands? Couldn't she have traveled south, to sea? Either way is perfectly possible, but we can't simply leave off an entire branch of possibilities."

He frowns. "Unfortunately, I am less knowledgeable on where to start looking, although I am aware it would probably take some time. Though if it's a question of having enough warm bodies to search the city, I could be of assistance, though the warm part might be some trouble," he jests.

[Draconi Redfir]

"Preeeety sure we didn't there beg guy" Elsee starts, "'er at least i didn't. When you live in a trader's city with multiple trade routes, "caravan" tends to become all-inclusive for "buncha people buying or selling stuff who won't be here for very long."

[Athedia]

Badger turned pale. "The sea? You mean we might have to follow her out there? On a ship?" She groaned at the idea. Ships were fine for those who liked them, but she preferred to feel non-moving ground beneath her feet. "But I guess your right. I was only thinking about what I would do. But that only gives us more places to look."

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Would Leif's guild be a good place to go, or should we check another location?"

Badger, Alim, Elsee, and Artorias:
Leif's guild is good, but other places are better.

Anyway, if you want to get searching, then roll away!

[Silverraptor]

Sora thinks for a moment.
"I think our best bet is to ask different trade and travel carvans if anyone matching her discription came around."

[Dusk Eclipse]

"Sora is right, I doubt Leif would have accepted a job to find someone if he sent her away the first time... Or maybe he would, half the time I don't know what goes through his head"

Artorias setas walking towards the guild when a sudden thought strikes him, he turns back to his friends and asks
"Err, does anybody knows how does she looks like? "

Once he has a description, Artorias begins to ask random passerbys if they had seen Natasha.
gather information [roll0]

[Athedia]

Badger followed Artorias, motioning for Surdrak to follow them.

Gather information [roll0]

She attempted to correct his description, but the conflicting ideas only served to confuse the passerby's. Catching up with Artorias she attempted to steer him toward the main gates.

[super dark33]

Surdrak followed Badger and Artorias.

[roll0]

Lets see if some of our "criminal friends" know where a young girl with two daggers might be pranceing about

Its the wrong part of the city, maybe the higher class criminals know that, but finding them will tkae longer than finding the girl. and most likely they would only know which criminal has her, not which merchant hired her so information from them will be scarce.

You are right. so we are left with the original slow plan. hopefuly she wont get far.

[CoffeeIncluded]

At first the search seems fruitless, as nobody has any useful information on Natasha Polzin. A few by the docks look as if they're about to say something, but then hold their tongues and refuse to divulge anything more. Evidently, the young noble had paid quite a few to seal their lips.

However, as the sun starts to make its way down the horizon, and Badger and the group tries hitting up the filling bars for info, they hear something rather curious.

"Didja hear? About that hurricane down south?"

"You mean the one by Roxim Island?"

"Yeah, that one! Wasn't the ship supposed to be heading back here by now?"

"Well, they left last week, so yeah, I think..."

I rolled more gather info, and got a nat 20 for you on the first roll.

[Athedia]

Badger slipped over to the people holding the conversation. "What was on it? Could be pirates got the ship if it was valuable. Where they at least smart enough to hire guards?"

[CoffeeIncluded]

The two holding the conversation, a pair of young adults (a dark-skinned elf with teal hair turned frizzy in the heat and humidity and a sunburnt human with light brown hair and barely darker eyes), startle when they hear Badger's boice, but managed to keep their beers steady.

"Uh, I dunno what was on it," says the human. "Though I guess it was probably lumber, metal, you know, all the crap we send down south."

The elf chimes in. "And of course they hired guards. Haven't you been at sea; it's pirates galore! Of course, all the swords in the world won't do much good against a hurricane."

[super dark33]

Have you seen those hired guards?

[Silverraptor]

Sora goes about to various other carvan and traveling headquarters attempting to get information.

Gather Information: 1d20+3

[Dusk Eclipse]

The two holding the conversation, a pair of young adults (a dark-skinned elf with teal hair turned frizzy in the heat and humidity and a sunburnt human with light brown hair and barely darker eyes), startle when they hear Badger's boice, but managed to keep their beers steady.

"Uh, I dunno what was on it," says the human. "Though I guess it was probably lumber, metal, you know, all the crap we send down south."

The elf chimes in. "And of course they hired guards. Haven't you been at sea; it's pirates galore! Of course, all the swords in the world won't do much good against a hurricane."

"Do you know who sent that ship?"


Not sure if I should roll anything here, would it be ok if I roll a d20 and add the modifiers after I know what skill to add?

[roll0]

[CoffeeIncluded]

The elf scratches his ear absentmindedly; the look Jadeite gives him suggests that it's actually a gesture best performed in private. "Mmm, I don't remember off the top of my head, sorry. But I think if you go check on some bulletin boards, they'll tell you. Or the notices in the companies. Or heck, it's probably in the news now."

The human attempts to give a sagelike nod of agreement, but only succeeds in splashing beer on his shirt.

[roll0]

Sora tries listening in to other people at the bar, but can't hear who sent the ship.

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Thank you," Jadeite says before turning to the others, delicately pushing back a long lock of his hair.

"It seems as though there are far too many ships that leave these ports every day for a layperson to easily keep track of them. However, there must be records available, especially if the hurricane did affect the vessel or its voyage."

You can search for records in offices or ask sailors.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias politely nods and makes his way towards office, with the intention to see thepast weeks' records.

"Hello? Anyone's here? "

[CoffeeIncluded]

A young clerk notices Artorias and runs over.

"What do you need?"

[super dark33]

Surdrak remains silent and looks around the office, trying to spot interesting things.

[roll0]

[CoffeeIncluded]

Surdrak sees paperweights, thick books and ledgers with extremely small font, long itemized lists, a bookcase filled with dry-looking tomes with titles that mock the warlock, and a journal so drab-looking that even looking at it makes Surdrak's eyes glaze over.

[Dusk Eclipse]

A young clerk notices Artorias and runs over.

"What do you need?"

"We are looking for a crew and cargo manifesto, sadly our employer couldn't give more details than the ship's destination, Roxim's Island" At this point Artorias discretely slides a few gold coins towards the clerk.
"I was hoping you would be able to help us"


Let's say... 5 gold pieces.

[super dark33]

Sending mental profanities back to the books and the surrounding, Surdrak ogles at them again, in order to find the names of the elusive bastards.

Outside though, he keeps an aloof demeanour.

[roll0]

[CoffeeIncluded]

The clerk gives Artorias an odd look. "...There's a lot of ships that head to Roxim Island, though I'm not sure how many there will be because of the storm.

Diplomacy check?

Surdrak sees that the last ship that sailed to Roxim Island left Runite Port the day before Cecil was captured.

[super dark33]

If Natasha was on that boat, she would've been there by now!

This may not be true as you know **** about geography and so do I

Hush don't taunt me.

This is valuable information that can be unlocked by our friends that do know something about the maps and the desert-brothels.
'Our' friends? As much as I hope it would be simple for them to befriend you, the most likely thing they would do when meeting you is either scream or attack you or both.

Grglub.

The day before Cecil was captured, was a day before he got offed, and that means its two days now. So nine days.

Why? You're going to be needlessly discreet about it again?

Surdrak nudged Elsee and whispered to her.

Take some of these books on the shelf. Might be of use.

[Silverraptor]

"Are you sure there isn't anything else you can think of?"

Sora stands in a cute, persuasive pose trying to get any more information about the ships or the person they were looking for.

[roll0]

Does Sora get a circumstance bonus to diplomacy due to seduction?:smalltongue:

[CoffeeIncluded]

The clerk looks at Sora, at the holy symbol hanging around her neck, and swallows. He glances around, then motions for her and her friends to come closer.

"Look, that was the last ship out of here to Roxim Island before the hurricane. I don't even know if they're still alive. It was one of the same groups we always hire, except for one extra girl. I don't remember her name, but I remember her weapons. Twin adamantine daggers; those don't come cheap."

Rolled a 19, I don't think a seduction bonus is necessary. :smallwink:

[Silverraptor]

Sora keeps up her cute demeanor.
"Do you know of anyway we can procure transport after that ship?"

Are any additional rolls necessary?

[CoffeeIncluded]

The clerk shrugs. "If you want to head to Roxim Island, I'm sure there's a boat headed there. Or if you guys are also mercs, you could pay your passage in protection."

[Silverraptor]

"Well, that's certainly an option."
She turns to the rest of the party.
"What do you guys think?"

[super dark33]

Surdrak shrugs, and tries to remember if any warlock ever managed to quell a storm.

Can be done by reaching level 11, and using the imbue item ability to create a weather control magic item. [roll0] knowledge arcane [roll1] knowledge the planes.
The main question is what level is the highest levelled warlock in the world, and what level was the greatest warlock ever lived.

[Athedia]

Badger turned green at the thought. Huddling with the group she begged "We can just walk right? Or something else?" The pleading was just denial, of course they had to take a boat to an island.

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Unfortunately, lungs are quite buoyant," Jadeite says. "However, you could certainly walk along the sea bottom if your lungs were emptied of air. Of course, then you would be dead, but there are ways around that little complication."

[super dark33]

I am researching an eldritch manifestation of wings, so we could wait until I figure that out when Natasha was done being digested by the last of the water-scales.

Surdrak folds his arms.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias pinches the bridge of his nose at the elf's and warlock's antics."Jadeite could you please keep the creepy necromantic talk to a minimum?, Surdrak we don't know for sure if Natasha is dead and if we keep delaying she will be, so I say we find a boat and head to Roxim Island."

Artorias turns towards the clerk with an apolegetic smile
"Thanks for the information, you have been really helpful".

[CoffeeIncluded]

"You're welcome," says the clerk as he shuffles his papers and leaves to a back room marked Employees only.

"What? I was merely stating the truth," Jadeite says, shrugging his shoulders and holding out his hands in a, What? I'm perfectly innocent gesture. "Regardless, would Leif have any idea where we could go to obtain passage? Would he have a job available for us?"

He'd know.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias let's out an exasperated sigh
"Do you really need me to spell out why talking about why extracting vital organs or why offering people to raise them as an undead might make people uncomfortable, I really don't know what to do":smallsigh:

"But Leif probably knows if there is a ship in need of protection, otherwise I don't think he would mind some freelancing work".

[Draconi Redfir]

Elsee blinked a few times as she once more tried to come out of the haze in her mind, she idly rubbed at the tattoo on her forehead as she tried to comprehend what was going on around her, for the past twenty minutes or so she had just sort of been following the group around while just feeling completely out of it. Something about the sea air or something, it was usually covered up by more urban scents deeper into the city, but here right next to the ocean kind of put her out of it, from the looks of things Alim may have been experiencing the same thing as her, maybe Goblins just didn't get along well with salty air, or maybe this was just what she got for spending most of her life miles away from the sea in every direction.

"Uhhh... whanouw?

[Athedia]

"We suffer." Badger let out a weak smile as she headed back toward the guild. She was only partially joking, but a wave of relief swept over her on the news that Natasha had been on the ship. Well not the sinking part, but now they knew her rough location.

[CoffeeIncluded]

The group returns to the guild, somewhat relieved that they don't have to wander around the raucous Docks now that it's getting dark. They return to the guild, sidestepping muck in the gutters, past the rich aroma of grilled meat and vegetables served over rice in the kitchen, celery and garlic mixing together with succulent cuts of beef, all the way up the stairs to Leif's study. The head of the guild is there, going over some forms and papers while seated at his large desk. Leif may be a senator, but he's far from idle. Here in nothing but a light undershirt, the group can see his thick arm muscles, and the tattoo marking him as a guild graduate of Tobeem. And they can see his greatsword, the living model of the one etched on his skin, hanging on the mantle behind his desk, above the window that overlooks the sea.

Leif looks up. "What's the matter?"

I'm updating tonight before I go to bed, whether or not anyone replies--I'll just assume that you said it in passing. I don't want to do this though, I just want to move things along; I could have done more to stop the slowdown. But I'm going to fix it now!

[Silverraptor]

Sora speaks nervously.
"Uh... well. You see were looking for someone and, well, we have an idea where she is going but, uh..."
She looks around, unsure of what to say next.

[Athedia]

Badger pushed her way forward to speak to Leif. "Our damn fool runaway took a boat to Roxim Island. Which of course just had a nasty storm. Now I want to bring this girl back alive, and we need passage to get there. You know me Leif, if this weren't serious I would never be requesting help on getting on a boat."

[CoffeeIncluded]

Leif listens with a frown, then a smile. "You're in luck. I just got a job offer for a ship headed there; apparently a couple members of their normal protection crew had an emergency and had to leave the city for a couple weeks. I would have had the offer filled faster, but you know how people are wary after hurricanes--not that I'd blame them! And I thought the blizzards back home were bad!"

Leif laughs, then returns to the topic. "The ship sails tomorrow morning: they're just sending some if the normal goods with relief supplies because of the storm. If you want the job, just read this flyer and tell me," he says, handing a notice to the group.

[CoffeeIncluded]

The flyer simply states that Levinol Shipping, Inc. is in need of a team of guards to protect and escort their ship, cargo, and crew to Roxim Island. It needs a mix of fighters, mages, and clerics, all of which the group can offer. It warns that the group may have to face pirates and bad weather, as it's hurricane season and there are precious few wizards and druids who can forecast these massive storms with any degree of accuracy, much less use their magic to combat and mitigate them. The group is expected to fend off any pirate attacks, though they're helpless against hurricanes--and thee help wanted flyer says as much.

Everyone eats dinner, the grease and fat and gravy from the chicken steeping into rice, perfectly complemented by the crunch of celery and the slight bite of bell pepper and onion, and heads to bed early. The ship leaves the docks early, and it's best to arrive earlier.

The next morning, as everyone wakes up and prepares their gear and spells, Kheel, the baby wyvern, crawls over to the group and whines. And they're struck with a decision--what should they do with him?

Come on everyone, where are you?

You have a decision to make right now: Bring Kheel or leave him behind? If you leave him behind, I think I'll have Alim stay; he hasn't checked in for weeks and I'm wondering if he's dropping the game (though it would have been nice to tell me beforehand)!

I sent a PM a few days ago, let's see what happens now. But everyone, where are you?

[Athedia]

Badger reached over and stroked the wvyrens head. "Tsk, Kheel, you are still hurt. And Feliks will be coming to visit any day. The guild will watch over you til he comes."

[super dark33]

[D]Hello Kheel, how are you feeling?[D]

[D]=Draconic [E]=Elven [U]=Undercommon.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Kneel gets to his feet and stretches, digging his claws into the floor a bit and flaring his wings backwards.

"Better," he growls. "Less hungry."

He looks around at the activity. "Where you going? Where Felee?"

[super dark33]

[D]He is being treated in a temple, after you were taken a fire started in his home becuase he was looking for you. he really wants to see you too.[D]

Surdrak is smiling at the creature.

Finaly, something to use this ancient useless language with.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Kheel rears back, flapping his wings before him for balance. "Where? Is he hurt? Fire gone, or still burning?"

[Athedia]

Badger jumped up hurriedly restraining the young wyvern before he could damage anything. "Surdrak, what did you say to him?

[super dark33]

[D]He is fine, the fire is gone, but he needs to rest for a while. you will see him soon and im sure he will be very happy to see you.[D]

Surdrak turned to the Badger.

I told him where Felix is. he is pretty nervous about it, looks like he really liked the guy.

Surdrak looks back at the wyvern.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Kheel leans back, resting his head between his claws with his wings sticking up behind the fins stretching back from above his eyes, and asks, "You leaving too?"

Jadeite walks in at this point, and asks the others, "If we leave Kheel behind, who could care for him?"

[Devmaar]

Maybe we should let him come? He could come in useful...

[Dusk Eclipse]

"He is smart, there is no doubt; but he is still young and if something happened to him Feliks would be devastated...

[CoffeeIncluded]

Jadeite watches Kheel tear an old strip of leather from a pile of scraps, fillet it into long shreds between his sharp canines. His mouth does all the work; his front claws merely hold down the old leather scrap.

"We may owe a responsibility to Feliks," the elf says, "But whom can we entrust Kheel to while we are indisposed?"

While he talks, Hemlock slithers down Jadeite's arm over to the pile of scraps. With a flash of green, he snatches a mouse which scurried from the pile, sinking his fangs deep into the squeaking mouse's body. The mouse squeals, twitches, then falls still.

[Dusk Eclipse]

"That is actually a good point; but do you think the shipmaster would allow us to take Kheel with us? Artorias scratches his chin deep in though for a minute before he says quitely "though having a Wyvern on board could work as an intimidation tactic... I know I would think twice before attacking a ship like that... and Surdrak can talk with him.

[CoffeeIncluded]

"As can I," Jadeite interjects, "And likely with much more easy and fluency than Surdrak."

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias flashes a grin towards the elf "I knew we kept you around for something!" He quickly turns his back to the elf before he can respond.
"I say we take him with us, he can probably defend himself and I'm sure Alim wouldn't mind getting some fresh Wyvern Venom samples"
He flashes another toothy grin at the goblin.

[Athedia]

Badger listened in silence as the group debated whether to take the wvyern along. Naga, taking advantage of the distraction dashed over to the pile of scraps Kheel was playing with and grabbed a choice scrap from under the creatures nose. As Kheel lunged to try to retrieve it Naga let out a low deep growl that seemed larger than the dog himself.

[super dark33]

Surdrak rolled his eyes and folded his arms.

[Devmaar]

I expect Kheel can handle himself in a fight, he is a dragon after all. And for the record, I too can speak with him. Perhaps though we should ask him whether he wants to come?


he then turns to the wyvern, Kheel, we are going on a trip to find a lost girl, would you like to come with us?

[Athedia]

Badger sighed in exasperation and threw up her hands. "Don't tell me, Sora and Elsee have this wonderous ability as well and you shall all converse while leaving me the bumbling fool."

[CoffeeIncluded]

"The noble draconic language, a wondrous ability?" Jadeite shakes his head with a smile. "It is the ancient language of dragons, spells and magic. It is the only language Kheel knows."

Kheel rises up a bit, growling deeply at Naga and baring all his long, sharp teeth. He rips the scrap from Naga's mouth and takes to the air, hovering near the ceiling as he chews it and says, "Going where?"

[Athedia]

Naga ran to Badger whimpering. Glaring at Kheel she pointed toward the floor gesturing for him to return to the ground. Once he did she lightly tapped his nose and shook her head. "Well he will have to be nicer to Naga then. My dog is staying with us, this may I mention illegal creature is leaving once Feliks is healed enough."

[CoffeeIncluded]

Kheel snarls at Badger, a slight curling of his lips, and flies to the ceiling corner of the room.

[Silverraptor]

Sora, having giggled at Badger's comment on her being able to speak draconic, jumped with a start at the scene of Kheel taking off and Badger's angry reaction.
H-Hang on. Before we can decide, lets make sure we ask the guildmaster or someone. This is an extenuating circumstance.

[super dark33]

[U]You are most certainly not the bumbling fool, this job is kept for Elsee. You are our brooding and dramatic team-mom while Artorias is our team-dad. We are a big and happy family of very good friends who probably won't devastate each other the moment they turn their backs.[U]

Surdrak made a :smallamused: face and leaned back.

[E]Undercommon is basically common but reversed. Even you could learn it[E].


Oh Surdrak you slobbering ****.

Thank you I'm happy you are in my brain too. Stop trying to take over the speech control. Last thing I want is you communicating with stuff other then the Darkwater spirits.

[Athedia]

Badger raised an eyebrow at Surdraks unintelligible ramblings. "If we take Kheel I think I have his first meal planned."

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias deadpanned "No feeding guild-mates to hungry dragons no matter how annoying or weird they are, bad for business"

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Now Artorias, I believe Badger has a point. In fact, one could consider a role as wyvern feed an overall improvement." There's a slight bite to his words.

so were taking Kheel? I'm walking to the doctor right now, and while I live the heat this is nuts. It's a hundred and my cleavage is a river of sweat outside and humid and sunny to boot. It would be better if it were 10-15 degrees cooler, perfect weather for swimming but not much else. Anyway, I'll post forward when I can, if I have to wait A while at the doctor, which I probably will.

[Athedia]

Of course I read that spoiler after taking a sip of water.

"Fine, no feeding him to the wyvern." Badger sighed, it could never be that easy could it. "Just, just keep both the damned things away from Naga."

[Draconi Redfir]

Elsee wasn't present for these chattings unfortunately, she had gotten up early that morning to attend to some "business" just outside of that city in the swamps. She knew a guy who knew a guy who was looking for a magic weapon of his own, and the first guy's cousin just happened to be a strong enough mage to be able to enchant masterwork items himself, and the hobgoblin (the guy who wanted said magic weapon) wasn't unable to afford a masterwork weapon of his own. So, while most of the guild was still asleep, Elsee left the guild to meet up with the two fellow goblins and their Hobgoblin friend, working out a trade with them, Cecil's magic Rapier, for an enchantment on her father's masterwork Kurkri. it wouldn't be as "special" as the one her mother did granted, but like hell were they ever going to find out right?

By the time the exchange had been done, it was already late into the morning, hunger driving Elsee to grab a bite to eat on the way back to the guild, as she had most certainly missed breakfast by now.

[CoffeeIncluded]

By a happy coincidence, Elsee returns to the guild at the same time that the rest of the party is about to head out. Almost on cue, as they decide to bring Kheel along, Leif appears with several papers bundled together, which he presses into Badger's hand.

"It's an official Senator's permission to bring Kheel out in public in the city. That should keep you from getting stopped by the guards."

They thank Leif and hurry out of the guild; they need to make time and only have a little over an hour to travel a few miles in the morning heat and crowds of people going to work. Kheel flies close above, a makeshift collar around his neck that he growls and gnaws at until Jadeite, Surdrak, and Alim tell him to stop. Repeatedly.

For the first time in a while, people stop and stare at them and the wyvern.

Finally, the group makes it to the Docks, which looks seedy even in the morning light. The cobblestones are covered with evaporating fluids that may be mainly seawater. The taverns are closed at this hour, but there are still drunken sailors sleeping outside, and in just a few hours they'll be filled with rowdy sailors and mercenaries spending all their pay on ale and prostitutes (who are also not explicitly on the street at this hour).

The twin moons of Aequar tend to even out the tides, but anyone looking at the actual docks themselves can see the high and low tied lines cleanly demarcated by barnacles latched to the thick dark wood.

It takes the group a while to find the ship, but they eventually see the captain flagging them down.

A wyvern too? Oh, I hope I picked right by you. Come on aboard, we don't have much time."

The ocean breeze catches their hair and sends it streaming behind them like a banner. The salt from the ocean is in the air and refreshes them with every breath. Even on the ship, the sounds of the sea seem to quiet down, and are replaced by lapping waves, billowing sails, and the cries of seagulls. And then with a cry of, "Set out!" the rope is loosened, and a gust of wind propels the ship off the docks.

They are setting sail.

Sorry about the hastiness of the post, I've got to go run errands with my mom.

[super dark33]

Surdrak loved the sea.
His cousin was a captain of a battleship.
Well until his ship sank down while battling an enemy Kagoan Paladin captain intended to destroy the family by holy right.
The paladin didn't make it and his crew became pirates, maybe they are still alive by now?

So the crabs, will we sea them in this journey?

Crabs live on the sea-floor and the sandy beaches so no we will not see them.

And the octopuses?

I don't think they live at this part of the world.

[Athedia]

Badger tried to calm down but the boat lurched as an off wave knocked against it. With that she left her companions to the sides of the boats and huddled out of the way in the center. Not that the boat was any calmer there, but she didn't have to worry about falling over the side at least.

Naga curled up beside her whimpering. Both had a look in there faces that seemed to wish that this was all a horrible dream.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias quickly climbed up the mast towards the crow's nest, enjoying the strange mix of calmness and excitement that heights always gave him.

Up there, smiling as the waves made the ship sway (and oblivious to The Badger's discomfort), the young man couldn't help; but think to himself "I could get used to this"

[Draconi Redfir]

Elsee sneered and joined Badger by the base of the mast at the centre of the ship, the salty air already taking the same effect as before and dulling her mind. She wasn't seasick, but the extra salt intake seemed to create a fairly lethargic gobliness with glazed-over eyes and lack of focus and apparent trouble thinking. She muttered under her breath as she looped an arm with Badger's and rested a head on the human's shoulder.

"Lets makea deal, you let me know if any of the sea-starved guys start givin us trouble, 'nd i'll do the trouble of jumpin around 'nd stabbing them. just... point me in the right direction or somethin...

[Athedia]

The rocking of the ship, though making her queasy was slowly lulling Badger to sleep. Wouldn't be to bad either, if the ship sank and she was asleep, seemed rather peaceful. Normally these thoughts would disturb Badger, but at the moment the sounded nice. No longer having her stomach threaten to journey outside of her body sounded nice as well. "Naga can lead. I think he can smell." Naga didn't look to happy, the poor dog was sneezing as the salt spray occasionally in the air hit their faces.

[Silverraptor]

Sora, while stumbling a bit with the rocking of the boat, is for the most part managing quite well in the swaying of the boat. Upon seeing Badger not doing well, she hurries over and bends down to her.
"Are you okay, Badger?"

[Athedia]

Badger looked up blearily at the figure in front of her. "Sora? That you? Please tell me mercy killings are allowed by Astrid."

[Silverraptor]

Sora half chuckles , half sighs and goes to sit next to Badger.
"No. Not unless the most extenuating circumstances is that allowed."
She looks over Badger and Naga.
"We could ask the captain for some potions of curing sea sickness. They should have some for the passengers and sailors that may get sea sick. And if we get a potion for you and Naga, we can try to see if the resistance spell helps keep you from getting seasick in the future."

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Now," says Jadeite, "A mercy killing won't do you much good. Here, I got you some good food."

Jadeite has indeed brought a tray of good food. A tray of extremely thick, rich food that is not at all suited for someone suffering from nausea.

Interestingly, Hemlock doesn't appear as alert as he normally is.

Have to run errands and then go kayaking. Will post as soon as I can.

[Silverraptor]

Sora looks disapproving at the elf.
"Why do you have to be that way Jadeite?"

[super dark33]

Surdrak euphorically stares at the horizon, discussing sea-related things with his closest friend.

Upon the mention of food, Surdrak twirls the required degrees to face the main mass of the group and walk forward.

This whole trip reminds me of my uncle! And I think I'm starting to miss him, which is weird, I never felt that way before...

Surdrak frowned.

Aw I made myself sad...

He went back into his former position, stunned with these new feelings.
You see, in his homeland, when a family member died or turned crazy, they would be burnt with little more then a farewell.
Looks like Surdrak's stay at Runite will make him realise what other horrors are terrifying and wrong?

[CoffeeIncluded]

Sora looks disapproving at the elf.
"Why do you have to be that way Jadeite?"

"What way? I'm simply providing food to someone clearly ill and unable to walk to the mess hall. I'm such a good friend."

Less than a minute later, a hobgoblin sailor, his dingy hair hidden in a bandana, comes over with a few bottles, each filled with a thick green liquid. He passes them around, saying, "This should help."

Shortly afterwards, the group hears a high-pitched female voice shriek from belowdeck, "What the heck is that giant flying lizard?!"

[Athedia]

Badger stumbled upright, nursing the bottle. The potion inside tasted nasty, but helped keep her organs from shifted more than they already were. "Alim, Jadeite, NOT Surdrak come with me. You handle Kheel, I can talk to the girl. Alim make sure Jadeite does NOT terrorize the passengers.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Jadeite gives his best innocent angelic expression (which is a frighteningly convincing one) before following Alim and Badger to the source of the shriek.


It's belowdeck, dark, with only the occasional everburning torch to light the cabins. Jadeite and Alim have little trouble navigating the dark, but Badger occasionally stumbles in the half-light, especially since the ship is more obviously creaking and swaying belowdeck. Still, the wood is tight; there's no chance of a leak being sprung.

As they go into one of the many supply rooms, they see a halfling woman with curly red hair, trembling and brandishing a long wooden pole at a dark shape in the corner. Looking more closely, as their eyes adjust, Badger, Jadeite, and Alim see Kheel hunched over two barrels, both torn open with their contents spilled onto the ground. He's sitting in a barrel's worth of spilled gold pieces, while devouring strips of salt pork, the contents of the second battle.

[Athedia]

"Why was he left alone down here? If Leif hears about this..." Badger left the sentence unfinished as she gestured for someone to fix this disaster. Gently she made her way to the halfling woman, hands held up to show no harm. "Did he hurt you? If those barrels are yours I am sure we can figure something out. I will personally make sure he is closely watched for the rest of the journey, even if I have to deal with it myself." As she said this the boat lurched again and she quickly took a swig of the potion, grimacing as the liquid coursed through her body.

[CoffeeIncluded]

"What--is--that--THING?!" the woman gasps out as Badger tries to calm her down.

"Kheel, what are you doing?" Jadeite hisses in Draconic and Hemlock just hisses as Kheel tears another large bite out of the salted pork.

"Meat! Meat and shinies!" Kheel says through the dried meat hanging halfway out of his jaws. At least he's keeping his tail curled up behind him, where nobody could accidentally scratch themselves on the venomous stinger.

[Athedia]

Badger sighed and watched the wyvern gleefully eating the salted pork. "An overgrown scary looking child. He is a witness in a recent crime and we are the fortunate souls who get to babysit him until his guardian is healthy again." For some reason Badgers cheerful tone seemed fake and grating.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Having devoured approximately a half dozen pounds of dried pork, Kheel proceeds to lick the salt off his claws and the inside of the barrel with his long forked tongue.

The halfling sailor just looks at Kheel, then at Badger, then at Kheel again.

[Draconi Redfir]

"Yeah... you go do.... eye'll watch things here..."

Elsee groans as she put the bottle to her head after taking a quick drink of the foul green fluid, she was pretty sure it was just for seasickness wich this wasn't, but screw it, better to try and fail then not try at all right?

[CoffeeIncluded]

After ushering Kheel into Elsee and Alim's now-cramped cabin, the rest of the first day passes with little incident. There's rather less salted pork for dinner than there would have been, but nobody's starving so things work out okay. The nights are warm and oddly quiet, nearly cloudless with skies dusted with stars. The twin moons of Aequar are both nearly full, one waxing while the other is waning, and it's thankfully easy for the sailors to navigate.

The next day the waves are somewhat choppier, their tips starting to turn frothy and white. Walking along the deck, the rest of the group can see Jadeite hunched over the railing.

Spot and maybe listen checks, please.

[Athedia]

Spot: [roll0]
Listen: [roll1]

[CoffeeIncluded]

Badger can hear Jadeite muttering something in Elven, and then the sound of him throwing up behind his draped veil of hair.

"Reduced to this..."

She also sees something on the horizon, getting closer.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Badger and Elsee see the shape moving closer to them, and soon enough Jadeite and Sora can see it too.

It's a ship, a decently sized ship, limping towards them. The ship is in terrible shape, and looks worse the closer it gets. The masts are heavily damaged, with one completely smashed, snapped and fallen over like a twig, crushing the room beneath it. Portions of the railing and hull are charred and chipped and in some cases completely broken through, exposing dark rooms inside. These charred spaces look as though a fire broke out on the ship, in several spots, but in very specific and localized spots. Is it even fire at all?

Regardless, the ship is in such terrible shape that it's a wonder it's still able to move forward. And move forward it does, sailing towards the group and the ship at the same pace. And when the ship's only a couple hundred feet away they can see about a half dozen figures standing by the busted railing, leaning out and looking out to the group.

[Athedia]

"Either pirates, or those in need of rescue. But with that damage even pirates would want rescue."

[Draconi Redfir]

Elsee glares at the visible individuals on the other ship and slowly draws her Kurkri as she hides herself behind a small wall serving as the guard rail to prevent people from falling overbord. She didn't like the look of that ship, something was glaringly wrong with it...

[Athedia]

Badger eyed the small goblin as she disappeared behind a wall. Well might as well check if they were honest or not. After all better to have a little warning before they attacked, and if they did, well she was feeling better from the potion and didn't want that to wear out before they were done.

"What ship are you? Where are you from?" Badger shouted across the open water.

Disadvantages of being on a computer at night at home. The cat decides that this is the perfect time to socialize with me. EVEN THOUGH HE HAS HAD ALL DAY! And he just almost deleted this post after I typed the exclamation point. :smallfurious:

[CoffeeIncluded]

Badger's question seems to be lost on the wind. As the ship closes, the group can see nine figures, all wielding various weapons and tattered armor.

And as they get closer, the group sees the sailors on the heavily damaged ship hoist a flag on the one remaining mast. The flag is black, with a stark white skull and crossbones emblazoned on the front.

Map and initiative coming in a bit.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Badger's yell broke Artorias out of the half-concious state he had drifted into, carefully leaning over ghe edge of the Crow's nest Artorias cursed as the unmistakable black flag came into view.

He quickly drew his glaive while mentally preparing for the battle to come.


I forgot to post my readied maneuvers, is it ok if I use the following set:
Sudden Leap
Steel Wind
Rabid wolf strike.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Five of the pirates fire their bows as one as two (a halfling and human) wait and an elf steps back and casts a spell. The pirates are not aiming at the group hanging by the railing, but at the ship, and all but one hit. And as they hit the wood of the ship, the group sees that there are strong wires attacked to the bows, lashing one ship to the other. And the pirates are using this to draw themselves into the merchant's ship.

Attack: [roll0]
Attack: [roll1]
Attack: [roll2]
Attack: [roll3]
Attack: [roll4]

Initiative:
Surdrak: [roll5]
Jadeite: [roll6]
Badger: [roll7]
Sora: [roll8]
Artorias: [roll9]
Elsee: [roll10]
Alim: [roll11]
Pirates 1: [roll12]
Pirates 2: [roll13]
Pirates 3: [roll14]

Initiative order:
Artorias and Alim
Pirates 1
Jadeite
Pirates 2
Elsee
Pirates 3
Sora, Surdrak, Badger

[Athedia]

sorry about this since but since it is hard for me to get on the forums for a few days i givecontrol of badger to coffee

[Silverraptor]

Sora ducks down, panic setting in.
"I don't get it! Their ship is practically a wreck, why would they attack us?"

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Precisely," says Jadeite. "They want the ship."

As the ship gets closer, the group can see the pirates--two humans with short bows, a human with a longbow, two humans with longbows and long swords, a Half-Orc with a greataxe, an elf in robes with a parrot on his shoulder hanging back behind the rest of the group, and a halfling, the holy symbol of Tiden the water god around his neck, racing to steer Their damaged ship towards the groups.

my notes are on my laptop so I can't update until I get home.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias drops the glaive and draw his bow' knocking an arrow he aims towards the elf with the parrot and let's his arrow fly.


Attacking the elf, which I assume is at (14,K) which means he is within my longbow range.
Attack [roll0]
Crit confirmation [roll1]
Damage [roll2]


"Get the casters first!"

[CoffeeIncluded]

Artorias's arrow strikes true, slamming just below the Elf's shoulder and knocking him off his feet with a muffled shout. His parrot takes to the air, squawking something obscene as the elf, blood dribbling from his mouth and the wound, staggers to his feet.

dont need my notes to know that hit, and hit for a lot. Elf mages generally aren't the most durable v

Alim is up.

[Devmaar]

Alim runs to a position alongside Elsee, drawing his sling he launches a stone at Ro2.

Could you tell us what the abbreviations for the pirates mean Coffee?

Knowledge: Local [roll0]

Attack [roll1]

Damage [roll2] (cunning insight)

Knowledge Devotion adds +2 attack and damage and I'll go roll a crit confirm :smallsmile:

[CoffeeIncluded]

Alim's stone smashes into the lean archer's forehead with a resounding crack, leaving a welt trickling blood. The archer growls.

The halforc moves back, draws a longbow, and fires it at Alim. The two burly humans in half-plate shoot their longbows at Artorias, realizing that he probably poses the greater threat.


Half orc (B) attacks Alim
Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

F1 attacks Artorias:
Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]

F2 attacks Artorias:
Attack: [roll6]
Crit: [roll7]
Damage: [roll8]

The half-orc's arrow skates above Alim's head to lodge itself nearly an inch deep into the wood behind him.

One of the arrows fired at Artorias gets stuck in the crow's nest and leaves barely more than a scratch, doesn't even break skin, but the other punches a hole through the top of his forearm.

[CoffeeIncluded]

With a grimace, Jadeite pulls himself up off the railing, and fires two orbs at the elf in the back.

magic missile
[roll0]
[roll1]

Both orbs slam into the Elf's throat and with a rattled noise, he hits the deck, unconscious.

elf sorcerer had 13 HP. That put him at exactly -1

[CoffeeIncluded]

The larger human with a longbow in studded leather armor nocks two arrows and lets them fly--one at Jadeite, the other at Artorias.

Arrow 1 at Jadeite:
Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Arrow 2 at Artorias:
Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]


Both arrows hit their targets, Jadeite staggers a few feet.

The elf gurgles; his throat is starting to turn blue.

The halfling cleric looks back at the dying spellcaster, figures that he's probably not going to actually die in the next second, and continues steering his battered ship towards the merchant galley.

Elsee's turn.

[Draconi Redfir]

Elsee remains hidden behind the wood serving as a guardrail for the ship, occasionally peeking up to grab a quick glance of the pirates. Without a ranged weapon she really wasn't much use in this type of fight. Once one of them boarded using those ziplines of theirs though, she was in.


readied action to sneak attack the first pirate that boards the ship, staying hidden for the time being. Most likely will only get one attack, but I’ll roll two just incase a pirate shows up either right next to or only five feet away from her.

Attack 1: (1d20+6)[22]
damage:(1d3+2)[3]
Sneak attack: (2d6)[8]

Attack 2: (1d20+6)[10]
damage: (1d3+2)[4]

[CoffeeIncluded]

Elsee runs and hides behind the railing, twirling her blades and waiting for the right moment to strike.

The two remaining pirates fire their shortbows at Alim and Artorias.

Ro1 attacks Alim:
Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll]d20+7[/roll
Damage: [roll1]

Ro2 attacks Artorias:
Attack: [roll2]
Crit: [roll]d20+7[/roll
Damage: [roll3]



Both arrows are fired weakly--perhaps the archers are thrown off balance as their ship lurches towards the party's--and harmlessly splash into the water.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Badger's seasick and in a foul mood. "Oh, big mistake!" She raises her shortbow and fires two arrows at the other ranger--she recognizes the combat style as similar to her own.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2] (9 because of favored enemy)

Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]

Heheh, these rolls look familiar.

One misses, but the other buries itself in the ranger's leg.

Surdrak simply grins, sharp and toothy, as a low chuckle arises from deep within his chest. He seems to stagger back, then launches himself forward and launches a red-black tendril of...something...towards the cleric.

Attack: [roll6]
Damage (halflingbane): [roll7]

I have no clue how to play a warlock. Please tell me if I screwed up.

Surdrak's enthusiasm fails to compensate for his aim, and he misses. Wildly.

Sora's turn, then Alim and Artorias's.

[Silverraptor]

Sora focuses, holding her amulet tightly in her hand.
Astrid, Bless my friends in this fight!"

(In case it wasn't obvious, she casted Bless.:smallwink:)

[CoffeeIncluded]

As Sora casts her spell, Alim, Artorias, Jadeite, Badger, Elsee, and Surdrak feel themselves surging with a sudden rush of courage.

Just then, the hobgoblin sailor from before runs out from belowdeck with a loaded crossbow. He says, "I don't care what the captain said, I'm not leaving you guys to fight these pirates alone!" Though he's clearly not used to combat, he still manages to level the crossbow and fire it at the pirates.

Attacks Ro2, and he's affected by Bless as well.
Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

The hobgoblin whoops as his bolt just manages to punch a hole through the pirate's armor.

Devmaar and Dusk, you guys are up!

[Dusk Eclipse]

Narrowing his eyes, Artorias lets fly another arrow this time directed at the helmsman (helmshalfling?).


Attacking the halfling [roll0] bless bonus already factored in
Crit confirmation [roll1]
Damage[roll2]


The isntant the arrow leaves his hand Artorias dives for cover, hopingnthe railing will protect him somewhat.

Free action to drop prone (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/combat/actionsInCombat.htm#dropProne) behind the railings to get +4 AC (total 21) vs. ranged Attacks (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/conditionSummary.htm#prone)

HP 24/32 AC 21 (vs. ranged attacks) AC 13 (vs. Melee attacks)
18/20 arrows remaining

[CoffeeIncluded]

The halfling cleric staggers back from the blow of the arrow.

Alim's turn.

[Devmaar]

Alim flings another stone at the same target (Ro2)
Attack [roll0]
Damage [roll1] (cunning insight) oops...

[CoffeeIncluded]

The stone skates by the archer, clipping his ear but not actually hitting.

Just barely missed.

With the ship closer, the half orc with the greataxe and two humans with longswords step back, then run forward, leaping over the railings and attempting to clear the gap and board the merchant ship.

B jump: [roll0]
F1 jump: [roll1]
F2 jump: [roll2]

All three make it onto the railing, but cannot go farther. The half orc and one of the humans just barely avoid landing on top of Badger and Sora.

All three are flatfooted until they can get off the railing.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Jadeite's eyes widen. He steps away from the railing and casts a protective enchantment around himself.

Casts Mage Armor.

Elsee reflexively cuts into the half orc. One blade misses, but the other sinks in deep.

11 damage to F1. From now on, Elsee goes with Jadeite in the initiative order.

[CoffeeIncluded]

The cleric runs away from the help and stabilizes the sorcerer, preventing him from bleeding out. He watches the battle cautiously, ready to give other orders as needed. But so far things seem to be going to plan--at least the way the look on his face suggests.

Meanwhile, the three archers continue putting arrows into the air.

Ra attacks Elsee
Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]

Ro1 and Ro2 both attack Badger
Attack: [roll6]
Crit: [roll7]
Damage: [roll8]

Attack: [roll9]
Crit: [roll10]
Damage: [roll11]

The arrows miss Badger, but the third pirate's arrows ram into Elsee's chest. She's still standing, but only just.

Sora's up. ELSEE IS AT 2 HP.

[CoffeeIncluded]

The half Orc can't quite make the jump; his finger scrabble at the railing as he tries to grab hold.

i forgot the pirates were jumping over their own railing too. The half Orc just missed the dc.

Reflex: [roll0]

His fingers find purchase, and he manages to keep hold, swinging from one arm

needless to say, he's flat footed.

[CoffeeIncluded]

With a worried shout at the state of Elsee's wounds, Badger fires two retaliatory shots at the ranger, hoping to bring him down before he kills Elsee--or someone else.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]

Surdrak dances back on his feet, then with a look that could be either a grin or a snarl launches another eldritch blast at the ranger as well.

Attack: [roll6]
Damage: [roll7]

All three attacks miss, Surdrak's just barely.

Sora's turn.

[Silverraptor]

Sora peaks up at the pirates on the rail before running to Elsee. Holding her amulet in one hand, she reaches out and places her hand over the Goblin's wound.
"Cure Moderate Wounds!"
The words of the 'Zone of Truth' leave her mind as the spell is converted into the healing spell.

[roll0]

[CoffeeIncluded]

The hobgoblin grits his teeth and fires off another crossbow bolt at the ranger. "I'm here for you guys!" he shouts.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Like all the other projectiles, however, this one goes wide.

With a loud CRRSSHH!! of shattering glass, Kheel charges through the window, just above the heads of the party, and swoops down onto the human pirated that Elsee just stabbed.

Charge at F1.
Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]
Grapple: [roll6]
Opposed grapple: [roll7]

With a great roar, high-pitched still but deeper or louder than any other the party has ever heard, Kheel plunges his talons deep into the human's waist and easily lifts him off the ground. The pirates all rear back in shock at the wyvern's sudden appearance, and suddenly seem less sure of themselves than before.

Alim and Artorias are up.

[Dusk Eclipse]

"That sounded like... Kheel?!" Artorias inches towards the edge and manages to see the "little" Wyvern savagely attacking the pirate. A plan quickly forms in his head and he quietly says to himself.
"Dad is right, maybe I'm nuts" with those words he quickly stands up while grabbing his discarded glaive and without a second thought he leaps towards the deck of the ship bringing his glaive down in an arc over the Orc's head.


Move Action: Stand Up
Free Action: drop bow
Standard Action: Grab glaive
Swift Action: Sudden Leap [roll0] to land in 15W
Tumble check to reduce falling damage damage [roll1]
Charge attack for double damage Power attacking for 3
[roll2] 3 str + 2 charge bonus + 1 MTW glaive
Damage: [roll3] (5 str bonus +6 Power attack)*2 due battle jump

[CoffeeIncluded]

Artorias leaps over the crow's nest and plummets down faster than seemingly possible, swinging his glaive in a vicious arc and bringing it crashing down into the half-orc, plunging the metal blade several inches deep into the half-orc's shoulder. Blood spurts out and the half-orc howls in pain; he remains conscious and clinging to the railing, but only barely.

[Dusk Eclipse]

"Hello beastie!" Artorias grins savagely.

Holy carp that dude has lots of HP!

[Devmaar]

Alim moves to W19, taking what looks like a small button from his belt pouch. He then flings the item between the 2 nearest archers.

Flash Pellet
Attack [roll0] against AC 5 as targeting a square
If a hit, Ro1 and Ro2 make DC 15 fort saves or are blinded for a round and then dazzled for a round.

[CoffeeIncluded]

The two archers shout in surprise and try to keep their eyes open after the blinding light sears them.

Ro1 Fort: [roll0]
Ro2 Fort: [roll1]

One staggers back, temporarily blinded by the light, while the other manages to close his eyes in time and remain sighted.

The half-orc growls at Artorias' quip, then with a roar and a surge of strength tries to pull himself up the railing of the ship.

Climb: [roll2]

Oh, and he rages. You thought he had a lot of HP before?

No sneak attacking against him, he's got Uncanny Dodge.

The barbarian claws his way onto the railing, chopping into it with his greataxe for leverage.

The human caught in Kheel's talons thrashes and, panicking, tries to pry himself from the wyvern's grip.

Grapple: [roll3]
Opposed grapple: [roll4]

He manages to slip his hands in between Kheel's talons, press himself against Kheel's waist, and slowly pry the talons open and himself free. The human lands heavily to the ground, wounded but alive. He then runs off the balcony and onto the ship.

[CoffeeIncluded]

With a mighty roar, from the pain of his wounds and anger at not being able to reach Artorias, the half-orc swings his greataxe at Badger, the mighty weapon driven by his strength and rage.

Power Attack -1/+2
Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

The half-orc cuts deep into Badger, an ugly wound that, had it penetrated just a half-inch more, could very well have been fatal.

The second human pirate, however, steps off the railing, ducks under Artorias's glaive, and slashes down in a long arc.

Power Attack -2/+2
Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]

No AoO because he just did a 5 foot step.

Artorias whirls to the side--the longsword cuts off a decent chunk of his hair, but little more.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Staring in alarm at the raging half-orc, extremely aware what even one swing of that axe could do all his allies, much less to him, Jadeite steps back, mutters an incantation under his breath, and shouts the last word of the spell with a quick flair of his fingers."Grease!"

Most of the spell falls into the water, covering the ocean with a sheen, but the railing of the ship becomes shiny and slippery--as does the deck right below the half-orc.

Reflex: [roll0]

The half-orc almost comically flails on the greasy, slippery deck before slipping over, his feet almost flying into the air, as he lands hard on his back.

Elsee's turn.

[Draconi Redfir]

Elsee's eyes darted from the fighter above her to the fallen half-orc and back again, the Wyvern was within range to keep the fighter occupied, and Sora was right next to her with hopefully another healing spell at the ready. despite being prone, the barbarian was definitely the bigger threat, Elsee licked her lips and quickly plunged her Kurkri into the half-orc's hide.


Adding +1 bonus for flanking.

Attack 1: (1d20+7)[18
damage: (1d3+2)[5]

Sneak attack: (2d6)[6]

Attack 2: (1d20+7)[17]
Damage: (1d3+2)[3]

(i think i can sneak attack once per attack rather then once per round. can anybody confirm/deny this? Ignore this if it's not the case.)
Sneak attack: (2d6)[7]

[CoffeeIncluded]

Elsee plunges her daggers into the half-orc's throat, killing him instantly. He barely even has time to let out a gurgle, much less a scream.

You get to sneak attack with every attack. That's why TWFing is so much fun for rogues! My roguebuckler in the game I'm playing is a TWFer.

Frustrated at the human tearing himself free of Kheel's grasp, almost angered by how they fight back, Kheel tries to chomp down onto the human fighter's head.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Kheel's jaws snap down hard, but only on empty air and a bit of shoulder padding--the pirate had rolled out of the way at the last minute.

[CoffeeIncluded]

With a cry at the death of his strongest sailor, the cleric channels another healing spell into the unconscious sorcerer. As the elf wakes, the halfling shouts, "Get them!"

[roll0]

The elf sees the scene and immediately obliges, launching a spell at Elsee and Sora. Though initially appearing harmless, soon both rogue and cleric feel incredible drowsiness wash over them.

Sleep spell cast.
Elsee will: [roll1]
Sora will: [roll2]

Elsee slumps over, asleep, and Sora feels the magic of the spell fade, expended on the goblin.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Seeing the state of the goblin, the ranger leaves it to his comrades to finish her off and instead, after much hesitation, decides to fire both arrows at Artorias.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]

One misses, while the other plunges into Artorias' shoulder.

The two rogues try to finish off Elsee, the blinded one following his partner's lead.

Attack: [roll6]
Crit: [roll7]
Damage: [roll8] plus sneak attack: [roll9]

Listen: [roll10]
If successful, then attack:
Attack: [roll11]
Crit: [roll12]
Damage: [roll13]
Miss on 1: [roll14]

Both arrows fly over the sleeping goblin's head, and she remains both un-pincushioned and fast asleep.

Sora, Badger, and Surdrak are up. Since Athedia and Super Dark are coming back today, I'm handing over control of their characters back to them.

You can wake up Elsee with a standard action.

[Athedia]

Badger quickly glanced around surveying the area of the fight. Jadeite had blocked off her escape behind her, unless she felt like falling into the ocean below. And the fighter blocked her movements to her front. And her side hurt, a lot. Looking down she was shocked to realize that her shirt was not damp from the ocean spray, but from a redder, thicker liquid.

She stepped backward raising her bow against the man ahead of her. Spitting out some blood, the axe had most smashed into her ribs, she growled. "Sea's bad enough, you go rot." She didn't set an arrow in the bow, instead gesturing with it toward the other ship. "Better yet. Trap." The moss, lichen and wood on the ship began to sprout, climbing the sides and latching on to all who it encountered. Badger winced as she saw it attacking Elsee and Kheel, she hadn't realized the spell would spread this far. At the same time a rush ran through her. This spell would make captures that much easier, and help control riots. Funny how in the midst of battle, work was still on her mind.

Entangle, details discussed already.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Seaweed, green and slippery and viney, shoots up from under the sea and crawls its way up the pirate ship and threads through the railing and over to ther merchant ship and moves along the deck and ensnares every living being it touches. The entire pirate ship is covered, turning from brown to a damp green.

Elsee, sound asleep, is held fast, but everyone else tries to avoid the vines.

Kheel reflex: [roll0]
Ra reflex: [roll1]
Ro1 reflex: [roll2]
Ro2 reflex: [roll3]

Kheel is snared by the vines, as he thrashes and snaps at them trying to break free. One of the rogues manages to avoid getting fully ensnared, but the other rogue and the ranger are held fast.

[super dark33]

Surdrak yells a Drow Racist remark regarding elves, and positions himself to launch another mighty splash of ink at the cleric.


[roll0]
[roll1] only two mortalbane blasts remain.

[Silverraptor]

Sora watches as the sleeping goblin is entangled. Knowing that, even if she awakens the goblin, she'll still be stuck, she needed to do break free still. So instead of waking, Sora prays as her amulet glows.
"Astrid, protect my companion with this sanctuary while I help others!"

(Sora cast sanctuary on Elsee)

Once the spell is complete, she hurries over to Badger and Artorias ready to heal them.

[CoffeeIncluded]

The halfling cries out as the ink corrodes into his flesh.

alim and Artorias are up.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias carefully shifts his stance and footing moving away from the grasping tendrils of seaweed while keeping the pirate within his blade's reach. With a beast-like roar Artorias lungesvatbthe human(?) with every intention of endingnhis life right there.


5 ft. Step to 17, Y
Standard Action: Rabid Wolf Strike (http://dndtools.eu/spells/tome-of-battle-the-book-of-nine-swords--88/rabid-wolf-strike--3745/)
Attack [roll0] (7 attack bonus-3 Power Attack+4RWS=8)
Crit Confirmation [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]+[roll3]
AC 13 (due RWS) HP 17

[CoffeeIncluded]

Artorias throws his entire weight into the thrust, and is rewarded with a scream and a sickly organic sound as he buries his weapon deep into his foe. And yet the pirate still stands.

Alim's turn. Elsee's helpless and in melee range of a pirate, in case it affects your decision any.

[Devmaar]

Kheel! Protect Elsee!

Alim draws his longsword and 5' steps to W18. Swinging his longsword at the pirate he presses a catch on the hilt and a stream of liquid fire pours down the blade.

Attack: [roll0] cunning insight
Damage: [roll1] + [roll2] fire damage (activating the quickflame in my capsule retainer)

[CoffeeIncluded]

If Badger hadn't cast her entangling spell, Alim's attack would have missed. As it is, she cast the spell, the human pirate couldn't duck out of the way quickly enough, and the fire from Alim's blade softens his breastplate enough that his longsword punches through into the human's chest. He sinks to the ground, bleeding out.

Growling, the other human in a breastplate raises his longsword to finish off Elsee--and then hesitates. There's a force pushing him back--whispering at him for the unsportsmanship of killing a sleeping goblin? But that doesn't make any sense. Why should he have qualms about this?

Will: [roll0]

[CoffeeIncluded]

Kheel snarls and tries to grab hold of the human again, tries to snare him from killing Elsee.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]
Grapple: [roll3]
Opposed grapple: [roll4]

[CoffeeIncluded]

The human ducks under Kheel's talons and stabs Elsee.

I feel bad about this, but I warned you guys and did everything possible to stop this. If you had just woken her, which I had given you several opportunities to do, this wouldn't have happened.

Damage: [roll0]
[roll1]

[CoffeeIncluded]

"That's for Harrik!" The human screams as he plunges the sword into Elsee in rage, killing her.

Jadeite stares, but doesn't take long to react. He says, in a voice of pure ice, "And this is for Elsee."

will: [roll0]

But the human manages to shake off the spell.

[CoffeeIncluded]

With a mournful enraged howl, Kheel launches himself at the human.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]
Fort: [roll3]
Poison damage: [roll4]

Attack: [roll5]
Crit: [roll6]
Damage: [roll7]

Attack: [roll8]
Crit: [roll9]
Damage: [roll10]

Attack: [roll11]
Crit: [roll12]
Damage: [roll13]

He launches himself at the human in a flurry of teeth and claws, ripping him to shreds. By the time Kheel's done, the wyvern and the deck and the railing and the seaweed and what's left of the pirate are all coated crimson.

[CoffeeIncluded]

Gritting his teeth, the halfling cleric claps his hands together and tries to grant a bit of magical courage to his crew, as theirs is flagging after seeing their own comrades so gruesomely killed by the wyvern.

Concentration: [roll0]
Casts Bless

Everybody on the ship finds themselves flagging with a bit more energy.

The elf sorcerer stares at Sora, then launches a spell over her head, trying to draw the cleric into slumber and out of the fight.

Concentration: [roll1]
Sleep will save: [roll2]

The seaweed slips between the elf's fingers, and his spell fizzles as he's unable to form the gestures smoothly enough.

All three archers try to move against the seaweed, fire their arrows, and bring down Kheel.

Ranger:
Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]

Attack: [roll6]
Crit: [roll7]
Damage: [roll8]

Rogue 1:
Reflex: [roll9]
Attack: [roll10]
Crit: [roll11]
Damage: [roll12]

Rogue 2:
Attack: [roll13]
Crit: [roll14]
Damage: [roll15]
Miss on 1: [roll16]


One arrow grazes against Kheel's wing, a bloody-seeming but ultimately superficial cut, but the other three miss entirely. The one remaining unentangled rogue finds the seaweed winding around his legs as well.

Everyone on the ship is entangled. They all have ranged attacks. Everybody is up. And I'm going to go for the hobgoblin now too.

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Dammit! ****!" screams the hobgoblin as he fires at the elf sorcerer.

I forgot to go for him last turn, so he's going twice now.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Attack: [roll3]
Crit: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]

One misses, and the other buries deep into his thigh.

Everybody's turn.

[Athedia]

Badger's spell hugged the now dead goblin as words left her in shock. She may have complained about Elsee, but of all the guild she felt closest to the little goblin. She might not have been the brightest, strongest or most sensible of the lot, but she had guts.

Turning to look at the remainder of the pirates, she let out a fierce grin. She had been prepared to offer them quarter before, but now a different justice would reign.

Her eyes focused on the one who seemed to be protecting, healing the others. He would die first.

Just outside of Point Blank Range
Using Rapid Shot, on the Cleric

Attack 1: [roll0]
Crit 1: [roll1]
Damage 1: [roll2]

Attack 2: [roll3]
Crit 2: [roll4]
Damage 2: [roll5]

[CoffeeIncluded]

Badger's arrows fly straight, but not deep. They barely penetrate the halfling captain's armor. But he seems shaky on his feet; he can't be up for much longer.

Surdrak, Sora, Alim, and Artorias are all up.

[super dark33]

Surdrak's eyes started glowing black, though more like sucking light into them.

Well, See you later little goblin.

He aimed yet another spray of ink at the halfling cleric, and shouted a terrible racist remark regarding them.

No mortalbane this time.
[roll0]
[roll1]

[CoffeeIncluded]

Surdrak's ink sears into the halfling, and he falls over with a cry.

And now we have the sorcerer and the archers.

[super dark33]

You have no chance of winning. surrender now and you might be spared.

Surdrak talks in a threatning tone.

[roll0]

[Draconi Redfir]

(( Juuust felt like making a quick out-post, i'll put it in a spoiler so it doesn't interupt the flow of things.))


It was fortunate Elsee was sleep at the time, while it didn't quite mesh together so smoothly, the last thing the little goblin could remember was offing a half-orc who had fallen on his ass thanks to a grease spell, then, from her perspective t least, she had felt a blunt collision against her side, sending her over the railing of the ship and almost into the water itself. Elsee looked up as she dug her Kurkri into the wooden hull of the ship to see an Ogre had suddenly appeared on the ship, and had proceeded to smash the mast into splinters as she climbed. The Orge had turned it's attention elsewhere as Elsee finally reached the railing of the ship once more, the perfect opportunity. Elsee grinned as she locked her three eyes on the Ogre's back, and nimbly leaped off of the falling railing and onto the Ogre's back, using her Kurkri as climbing tools, stabbing them into the flailing beast's hide as she climbed up to it's shoulders.

The Ogre howled in pain and flailed as the small goblin dug her blades into him, charging through the nearest wall in a rage in an attempt to shake her free. Elsee sneered as the Forrest branches scraped against her skin, the sound of a dragon's roar deafening her ears as she finally reached the Ogre's shoulders, offing it's head in a single blow of her father's Kurkri. The Ogre landed into the swampwarter with a loud “Crash!”, Elsee proudly propping one leg up on her prized kill and posing for the cheering fans and sketch artists, her long flowing green hair blowing in the summer wind.

It was then that her veiled groom-to-be approached her, roses in hand. Elsee's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately turned around and ran, the open fields doing little to protect her from the oncoming arrows as pure luck alone saved her from impalement on the flying trees. Then, up ahead, a pool of water, she was saved! The goblin plugged her nose and dove as she approached, the force of landing in her chair knocking a grunt out of her. Elsee blinked as she scanned the empty guild hall, where was everyone? She slowly began to stand before noticing the meal placed in front of her, holding all sorts of various meats and sweets, her favourite. Not one to turn down a good thing, Elsee took the steak in her hands and proceeded to take a bite out it, the saltwater flavor into her mouth yet... not quite filling it. She took bite after bite, the steak vanishing into air just outside of her lips with each attempt. Somewhere behind her a door slammed open, urging the goblin to jump in her seat and turn to face the familiar figure, veiled in shadow as a bright light shone behind them. Silently the figure pointed towards her and opened it's mouth, shining teeth glowing through the shadows as the force of the impact sent Elsee flying backwards into the bar, and then, there was nothing.




Elsee blinked herself awake finally, moaning and rubbing her oddly sore heart. This... wasn't where she was before... Where was she?

[CoffeeIncluded]

The remaining pirates shudder, demoralized by the fight and fall of their captain.

Sorcerer: [roll0]
Ranger: [roll1]
Rogue 1: [roll2]
Rogue 2: [roll3]

However, all but the non-blinded rogue are able to shake off Surdrak's words.

Sora, Alim, and Artorias are up.

[Silverraptor]

Sora stared at the corpse of the goblin as she sat silently on her knees. Slowly the realization finally caught up to her and she suddenly felt a deep anger. She turned to look at the elf sorcerer who seemed to be the one calling the shots now and just wanted him gone! Dead! No longer in this world!

It was then that she noticed the weight of the crossbow she was given. She remembered shaking her head at the clerics as they insisted she take it with her. But now, she grabbed hold of the crossbow, quickly dropped a bolt into it, and fired at the elf sorcerer.
Annnnnnd... Sora does her first attack, EVER! Never thought this would happen.:smallbiggrin: Lets see how this turns out.

Attack:[roll0]
Damage:[roll1]

And Coffee, welcome to your first DM kill.
*sniff*
I'm so proud!:smalltongue:

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Get them!" the elf shouts, enraged. "They're all wounded and we've still got a couple potions below--"

But Sora's bolt pierces through his throat, cutting off the elf's sentence as he falls bleeding and unconscious to the ground.

Alim and Artorias are up. Only the ranger and rogues, all archers on the pirate ship, are still standing.

[super dark33]

You can still surrender and this wont happen!

Surdrak stated again, only this time he didnt have the power of the dice.


He felt so proud of Sora makeing her first act of aggresion, plus first kill!

[Devmaar]

Alim sees Elsee die and just... stops. He fumbles with his belt pouch as if looking for something but his eyes are still towards the other goblin. His mouth hangs open in shock.

Alim has never seen anyone die before, he spends this combat round getting over the shock.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias only heard the sound of steel piercing through green flesh and an almost unaudible gasp. Everything seem to froze, even the fire in his veins gave pass to a chillinh calm as he vowed to himself and Mars to end the life of the scum that had killed Elsee.

Artorias removed his blade from the still warm body and rushed through the whirling, grasping mass if seaweed, leaving a trail of crimson among the green. Just as he reached the edge of the ship he leap with all his might, the ruby-stained blade flying alongside him.


Charge towards (17, s) jumping the gap between the ships
Attacking the ro1
Reflex save 1d20+7
Jump check 1d20+12
Attack 1d20+6 7 +2(charge)-3 (power attack)
Crit confirmation 1d20+6
Damage 1d10+11

[Dusk Eclipse]

Charge towards (17, s) jumping the gap between the ships
Attacking the ro1
Reflex save [roll0]
Jump check [roll1]
Attack [roll2] 7 +2(charge)-3 (power attack)
Crit confirmation[roll3]
Damage [roll]1d10+11/roll]

[CoffeeIncluded]

The vines grasp and Artorias and the seaweed causes him to stumble, but rage powers him forward; Artorias leaps over the railing, over the gap between ships, and lands firmly on the pirate ship, plunging his blade into the blinded rogue.

Damage: [roll0]

It goes deep into his side, but is not quite lethal.

With a sadistic grin, Jadeite shouts to the ranger firing two arrows in the air at once, "You like keeping your distance, I see? Allow me to remedy that!"

Baleful Transposition.
Will: [roll1]

...Dammit, Jadeite! That would have been perfect too.

Jadeite curses as the ranger shudders and shifts forward, but manages to keep his distance and location.

[CoffeeIncluded]

With a roar, Kheel charges through the grasping mass of vines, powering through them even as they slow him down, and lashes out at the ranger, trying to snag him with his talons.

Charges as well.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]
Grapple: [roll3]
Opposed grapple: [roll4]

Kheel plunges his talons in deep, effortlessly lifting the ranger off the ground, He squeezes tight, and the human screams as blood spurts from the punctures, very nearly lethal.

[CoffeeIncluded]

The ranger struggles and thrashes and tries to break free.

Grapple: [roll0]
Opposed Grapple: [roll1]

But Kheel squeezes and manages to maintain his grasp.

The two rogues, one blinded, both badly wounded and entangled, panic, not knowing whom to strike. Eventually, one steps back and they both fire at Artorias, starting to realize just how screwed they are.

Ro1:
Attack: [roll2]
Crit: [roll3]
Damage: [roll4]
Miss on 1: [roll5]

Ro2:
Attack: [roll6]
Crit: [roll7]
Damage: [roll8]

The blinded rogue fires in entirely the wrong direction, while the other manages to shoot a shallow wound into Artorias' calf.

[CoffeeIncluded]

With a snarl and a baring of his sharp fangs, the hobgoblin loads another bolt into his crossbow and fires it at the human Kheel has snagged, hoping to finish him off.

Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

The bolt bounces off Kheel's talons and falls harmlessly to the deck.
Badger, Sora, Surdrak, Alim, and Artorias are all up. Everyone's turn.

[super dark33]

Surdrak aimed at the blind rogue.

[roll0]
[roll1] mortalbane. A single use is left.

[CoffeeIncluded]

The ink seas through his chest, and the blinded rogue topples over with a pained gasp, but little more.

Two to go. Badger and Sora are up.

[Devmaar]

Alim grits his teeth and shouts as he releases a bullet at the surviving Rogue

Attack [roll0]
Damage [roll1]

[CoffeeIncluded]

The bullet slams into the Rogue's mouth, and he spits out blood. And a couplt razor-sharp shards of teeth.

[Silverraptor]

Sora looks at the fallen sorcerer that she shot for a moment. Even though he was likely dead, this anger and hatred was still not satisfied. She wanted even more of who was responsible to pay for what they did to Elsee.

Looking over at the pirate who still had a bow and arrow, she quickly nocked in another bolt in her crossbow, and fired at the ranger.

Crossbow: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

[CoffeeIncluded]

Sora hits the ranger in the wyvern's clutches, and he shudders--next to death, but somehow still alive.

The ranger Kheel's grappling is at 0 HP.

Badger and Artorias are up.

[Athedia]

Dead, dead, as good as. Badger surveyed the other ship for a target for her arrows. One last person to suffer for Elsee's death. "Keep the ranger alive. He may have information we can use." And if he didn't well, he could join his friends. Her eyes lighted on the rogue, there was her next target.
Using Rapid Shot, on the Rogue

Attack 1: [roll0]
Crit 1: [roll1]
Damage 1: [roll2]

Attack 2: [roll3]
Crit 2: [roll4]
Damage 2: [roll5]

[CoffeeIncluded]

Badger's last two arrow strike the rogue's chest, and he falls over, dying.

"No! Dammit, you'll pay for that!" the ranger screams ineffectually.

Ranger's in Kheel's talons and at 0 HP, everyone else is dead or dying.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias walks apparently calm towards the ranger caught between the wyvern talons and says:

"And whom will pay for Elsee's death? Also don't move to much, he likes when his food sqirms" he nods at Kheel withnthe last words.

"Jadeite! Could you ask Kheel not to eat this piece of trashArtorias momentarily slips into elven language.


Artorias would say kheel to stand down himself; but he doesn't know Draconic

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Kheel! You can eat him later!" Jadeite shouts.

With a grumble, Kheel settles down on the ground, though he remains covering the barely-conscious ranger, his wings draped over his form, his taloned feet gripping tightly into his torso and shoulders.

"Feh, you think it's my problem?" the sole surviving pirate spits, all the angrier as there's not much else he can do. "Then she shouldn't have killed him!"

Even if the ranger escapes from the grapple, he's hitting -1 the moment he does so from the exertion. For the moment, combat is over.

[Athedia]

Badger rolled her eyes and dismissed the seaweed. Jumping over all the bodies she reached the dying rogue. If this was the only way to make the ranger cooperate she would do it. Swinging her pack off her shoulders she set to work.

Heal Check [roll0]
using healers kit.

EDIT: The DC is 15 and that should stabilize him.


"He should live now, happy. Murderer."

[super dark33]

Surdrak jumped over to the pirate ship and walked towards the corpse of the cleric captain.

Tie the wounds of all of them. They may have bounty on their heads, and usually bounties are on living people, not corpses.
I'm going down there to check their stuff.
Good job everyone. [D]Well done, Kheel[D].

Surdrak proceeded to do so.

[CoffeeIncluded]

"No," says Jadeite, carefully making his way over to the ship. "It would be best to kill them. We won't have to worry about watching or feeding live prisoners, and any bounty would be on their heads. It did not specify whether those heads must be attached to bodies."

The rogue stops bleeding so much under Badger's care, but he remains unconscious. The ranger pinned by Kheel glares hatred, but remains silent.

By shouldn't have killed, he was talking about the half-orc Elsee killed.

Rolling treasure now, then dinner.

[Athedia]

"We aren't taking them. I would have let this one die if I didn't have questions. The rest can burn." Badger spat as she spoke. The creep could save these murderers if he wanted, she would not lift another finger.

[super dark33]

Fine then. At least save the captain. He might face a trial somewhere and get jailed and executed. Or we can just kill him now in a streak of anger. Elsee dying was among the last things I wanted to happen, so don't think I'm only interested in the gold. In fact I will pay the full price to her revival. Or they would if they are rich enough.

Surdrak entered the ship.

[CoffeeIncluded]

"I think we killed the captain," Jadeite says, kicking aside the halfling's head as he stands beside Kheel.

"Why let them burn?" he says to Badger with a grin. "That's simply a waste of useful bodies. And why not put their corpses to more use? I'm sure that their undead bodies will be of much more use to society than their living forms ever were!"

Even below the ship looks smashed in; Surdrak can see light streaming in from where the deck was ripped apart, and see the scorch marks where fire or lightning appears to have struck. Looking closer, pushing aside the seaweed from Badger's spell, he can see that the deck appears to have been clawed apart--the floorboard were not simply pried up by an inorganic force or some storm.

He appears to be in a storehold or larder, though it's relatively empty. There are a couple barrels of pungent grog, and some boxes of dried meat and fruit, likely stolen from a merchant ship. If Surdrak pries open a box he can see juicy sweet yellow gems of dried pinapple, picked and candied from an island further south and shipped north by some unlucky ship. Now they warded off the pirates' scurvy, at least before they were killed.

Surdrak is about to turn and leave and search the rest of the ship when he sees a presumably nondescript bag lying by the candied pineapple.

[super dark33]

Slowing his pace of chewing candied pineapple, Surdrak ogled the bag curiously.
He is so glad he can detect magic at will.
And also because he ate candied pineapple.

He opened the bag.

Passive implying yo!

[CoffeeIncluded]

Badger:

The surviving ranger tries to flip off her and Jadeite, but can't quite manage. "You want to talk to the captain? Well, guess that's me now, 'cause the old one's dead as driftwood!"


Athedia, feel free to interrogate the ranger at any time.

Surdrak:

Each juicy piece of pineapple is an edible gem, and expensive as the term would suggest back in Runite (though the price is dropping, every year).

The bag in his hands is magical, and even without his abilities he would know that the moment he opened it. The inside of the bag is far bigger than the outside, and the contents shimmer and gleam, sparkling off the light that filters in through the holes torn into the hold. The bag is filled with hundreds of gold pieces, with several flecks of pale platinum interspersed. And there are six beautiful gems in the bag as well: two pale red-orange tiger eyes of jasper, a pink gnarled hunk of coral, dried and shaped almost like a hand, two shining smooth black pearls the size of his eyes, and the crown jewel, a gleaming glittering vivid-red star ruby.

As Surdrak plunges his hand into the bag, he also finds, swimming in the sea of coins: two sealed potions, a tightly-bound scroll, a ring, and a stout wand. All five of these items are magical.

And finally, he sees another bag, also magical and sealed shut. Scrawled on its side, in Draconic, is the word Emergency.

Bag of holding, yo!
Inside of the bag of holding is the following:
1800 GP, 2200 gp of gems, two potions, a scroll, a ring, and a wand.
And there is also another bag of holding, with "Emergency" written on its side in Draconic.

[super dark33]

Surdrak takes the emergency bag and opens it.

[CoffeeIncluded]

When Surdrak opens the bag, he sees several more scrolls, all of them radiating stronger magic than the first one he saw, and separated into a couple different schools of magic. He also sees a few rather large non-magical items that seem more personal than anything else, and enough dried meat and fish to feed the crew for a week, if there wasn't enough food on board already. The rest of the bag is filled with coins.

[super dark33]

Surdrak took both bags on his person and kept looking around. He was holding to find prisoners or whatever.

[CoffeeIncluded]

There are no prisoners and no remaining crew. Other than the flies and rats, there is nothing living belowdecks.

Dinner, then headed home.

[super dark33]

Slightly disappointed, Surdrak remembered the pineapples and was filled with joy again. You can't stay mad with these around.

He ran up to the deck.

These pirates were loaded! They have a lot of exotic foods in storage from ships they probably raided! Artorias! Come and help me bring these to our ship!

[Athedia]

Badger looked up from where she was bandaging and tying up the prisoners. "You got to have found more than food. And remember Kheel ate a bunch of our employers food, this ships food should go to them."

Use Rope [roll0]

[CoffeeIncluded]

At Jadeite's instruction, Kheel lifts up one foot, then the other, allowing Badger access to the pinned ranger. She ties him fast, even as he glares and shouts the occasional curse.

When Surdrak comes out of the hold and tells about the treasure, he shouts, Damn you! That's ours; we got it fair and square! Paid our ship as the price!"

[Athedia]

Badger tested the knots, tugging the rope tighter. "And we paid my friend. I think that comes out fair. Anyway, if you had this treasure, you had no need to attack us, luck doesn't like the greedy."

[CoffeeIncluded]

"We needed yer ship," he spits. "And ya weren't exactly keen on handing it over to us. None of you are."

[Athedia]

Badger raised an eyebrow. "I recall myself asking if you were in need of help. We could have taken you to the next port, and from your reaction you had plenty of money with which to get another ship."

[CoffeeIncluded]

The ranger looks up sharply at that, confusion plain on his face. Then anger. "Lies! The moment you saw our bloody you've just left us or turned us in to the gallows!"

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Or maybe they wanted slaves," Jadeite says, too coldly to be mild.

[Athedia]

"Until recently you were just innocent travelers in my mind. I was willing to believe you had been attacked before you assaulted us. And gallows, no. I do not support death for past crimes, there is always hope for redemption. Badger looked pained at the ranger's suggestion.

Sighing as the others explored the ship she pushed herself up and walked over to Elsee's body. She rummaged in the little goblins hair for a moment and winced as she felt a sharp bite on her finger. Carefully she moved Lil' Miss from her cooling perch and onto the back of her neck. It disgusted her, but Elsee had cared for this creature and it was all she could do.

Carrying the corpse back to the ranger she sat down stroking the tangled mess of hair. "My name is Badger, this here is, was Elsee. She was a brave little thing, far braver that I am. Who are you, and who is your friend over there?"

[CoffeeIncluded]

The ranger just watches in silence. Finally, he growls, "...Avram. "

im having the same problem that admiral had with the slavers! And on on my phone now too.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias rage had somewhat calmed down by the time he had finished helping Surdrak to unload some of the cargo they found on the galley of the pirate ship, even to his untrained eyes he could see that the damage done to the vessel was not caused by nature, something had attacked the pirates.

Once done Artorias aproaches the Badger and the pirate, now identified as Avram, he leans on the railing near them and starts talking.
"Before I begin, I suggest you really think before answering me, you are in a really bad position; but it can and will get worse if I don't like your answers, are we clear?" At this he levels a glare at him.

"Now, what happened to your ship?"

[CoffeeIncluded]

Avram stares at Artorias and his bloody glaive. He mutters something but otherwise seems to remain resolute.

"What was that?" says Jadeite, striding over and running a finger along his neck. "I'm afraid I couldn't hear you over your pulse." He gently presses down on the pirate's jugular. "Don't worry, I have a spell which can easily dry up that problem. And I'm sure your corpse will be much more talkative."

Avram mutters the same thing he did before, but a bit louder. This time, they can make out the word, "Dragon."

[super dark33]

Dragon? What Colour and what size?

Aw bollocks.
Aw yeah!

[Dusk Eclipse]

"You are doing fine so far, go on" Artorias kept his voice level; but inside he couldn't help but worry Dragons, specially True dragons were dangerous and he couldn't help but wonder if they would be able to face one in their current condition.

[CoffeeIncluded]

"...A bronze dragon, I think. Or copper? I can never tell. Are there even orange dragons?" Avram growls, dropping off in the second half as if talking to himself more than anything else.

He raises his voice. "So that bag is rightfully ours! We got it off that dragon fair and square!"

[Dusk Eclipse]

"You stole from a Dragon...." Artorias facepalms


Not sure if it was a joke or not; but there is a Orange (and purple for that matter) Dragon in the Dragon Magazine Compendium

[CoffeeIncluded]

"Yeah, well, it worked out well, didn't it?!" He spits. "Whatzit matter; we left it floatin' in the sea! Probably sunken shark food by now."

Heh, it kinda was. He knows the shade, but nothing else about the dragon since he doesn't have Knowledge (Arcana).

[Dusk Eclipse]

"You are right, it worked so well for you guys" was Artorias sarcastic reply.

"Did you really make sure the Dragon was dead?"

[CoffeeIncluded]

"How about I chuck you in the ocean and see how long you last?" Avram retorts just as sarcastically. "And it was just fine until you showed up."

yeah, he's kinda bad tempered.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias bring his glaive closer to him and begins to inspect it, he takes a strip of cloth from his satchel and stars wiping the blood from it"Now, now, didn't I tell you to mind your manners? Besides it was you who attacked us with no warning after my friend here" he nods to the Badger "offered help to your vessel" Once the blade is clear he rests the tip on Avram's neck.

"You have 5 seconds to convince me not to cut open your throat, starting.... now"

Yeah I kind of got that impression from him :; but two can play that game :smalltongue

[Athedia]

"As I already said, you fought the dragon, then we fought you. Fair is not a term for pirates." Badger shifted the weight of Elsee's body cutting off circulation in her foot. She gently pushed Art's glaive away from the man's neck. "But those issues aside, what was the ship's name that you were on? And did you run across... damn can't remember the name, Art what ship was Natasha on? Well, a ship headed for Roxim Island."

[Dusk Eclipse]

"I can't remember either, sorry"

[CoffeeIncluded]

Avram wiggles away from Artoria's glaive, moving slightly closer to the edge of the ship.

"We were on this ship, genius," he says to Badger. "And I don't know any Natasha."

He winces against his bonds.

[Dusk Eclipse]

Artorias narrows his eyes a bit"Don't try anything, it will not be good for you"


Ready action to charge and grapple him if he tries to escape his bonds

[Athedia]

"Name of the ship. And don't squirm away." Badger let Elsee roll to the ground as she hauled the ranger back from the edge. She didn't know if he was likely to try to kill himself, but she didn't want to take the chance.

I don't know what rolls to do