Eulalios
2014-08-09, 10:43 PM
It's another fine equatorial afternoon, the sun burning a hole in the pale blue sky, the dark blue sea spread out westward before you, trade wind steady and strong at twenty knots from the jungled coast that recedes at the port quarter, the air fileld with spray that has for the past several days caked the decks and shrouds - and you - with salt. For any of you with a maritime background, you're a few points west of a true course toward Foam.
Sure, the principal settlement of this warm and pleasant territory has an official name - Caer Paelias, for the third princeling of the Imperial house, who one day might rule here - but every colonist's called it Foam since ever.
Regrettably, it's unlike you'll be tacking anytime soon, as a savage's slung stone has cracked the helmsman's skull. He hangs limp over the wheel, his life's blood pooled, spreading and steaming and drying dark on the deckplanks under the hot sun and the cool sea breeze.
The orcs came out from the jungle-shadowed shore in swift-paddled outrigger canoes, schooling like minnows just ahead of Lady Berythna during the hustle and haw of the westward tack only minutes ago. Those of you who are sailors know there was no choice but to tack through the native boats, the landward course was for grounding. As your ship bore down on the native boats, there was bustle and argumentation over the bowsprit, the Captain insisting in his harsh patois that no trade would be haggled. Then the stones and bolas flew, and the Captain and the helmsman fell. Though a dozen crewmen man the rails, ducking native missiles, they have been able to cut loose the rope from only one of the four stone-weighted snares that have wrapped around the starboard rail. A clamor of orcish warcries continues from the nearest canoes, now hidden from your view by being hauled close under the side of the Lady Berythna. It seems like they will board soon. A half dozen more of the native boats, which have fallen astern, nonetheless continue to hum stones over the deck where you crouch.
By this time you've been able to find cover from slingstones, and equip your weapons. Your choice whether to don armor.
Characters (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?366080-D-amp-D-5e-CharSheets-Cassini-Main)
Discussion (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?366079-D-amp-D-5e-OOC-The-Cassini-Main&p=17937611#post17937611)
Sure, the principal settlement of this warm and pleasant territory has an official name - Caer Paelias, for the third princeling of the Imperial house, who one day might rule here - but every colonist's called it Foam since ever.
Regrettably, it's unlike you'll be tacking anytime soon, as a savage's slung stone has cracked the helmsman's skull. He hangs limp over the wheel, his life's blood pooled, spreading and steaming and drying dark on the deckplanks under the hot sun and the cool sea breeze.
The orcs came out from the jungle-shadowed shore in swift-paddled outrigger canoes, schooling like minnows just ahead of Lady Berythna during the hustle and haw of the westward tack only minutes ago. Those of you who are sailors know there was no choice but to tack through the native boats, the landward course was for grounding. As your ship bore down on the native boats, there was bustle and argumentation over the bowsprit, the Captain insisting in his harsh patois that no trade would be haggled. Then the stones and bolas flew, and the Captain and the helmsman fell. Though a dozen crewmen man the rails, ducking native missiles, they have been able to cut loose the rope from only one of the four stone-weighted snares that have wrapped around the starboard rail. A clamor of orcish warcries continues from the nearest canoes, now hidden from your view by being hauled close under the side of the Lady Berythna. It seems like they will board soon. A half dozen more of the native boats, which have fallen astern, nonetheless continue to hum stones over the deck where you crouch.
By this time you've been able to find cover from slingstones, and equip your weapons. Your choice whether to don armor.
Characters (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?366080-D-amp-D-5e-CharSheets-Cassini-Main)
Discussion (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?366079-D-amp-D-5e-OOC-The-Cassini-Main&p=17937611#post17937611)