Pirates of Marorbis IC

[dupersudi]

The sun crests over the horizon. It is another absolutely beautiful day on Marorbis, the ocean looks as smooth as glass, the darting flashes of large schools of fish can be seen through the crystal waters, and a raunchy sea shanty can be heard on the wind. The Crimson Talon is at full sail and moving with the wind in a north easterly direction, the slave rowers have their oars up and are permitted a rare break. Several crew members move about the deck keeping their eyes on the sails and horizon. The Captain is near the steering oars, which are manned by a pair of burly men who look like they have more than a little monstrous blood. Near the prow of the ship a massive Sahuagin stands, muttering to himself in a bubbly tongue and weaving things out of seaweed with his hands.

A few minutes later a squadron of fins breaks the surface to the north east and heads straight for the ship, upon closing a fifteen foot shark leaps out of the water and makes a series of noises. The Sahuagin throws the seaweed away and strides towards the captain, dwarfing the smallish man physically. "Captain." It says in a raspy voice. "The sharks have seen preys. Two, together, moving north." The captain looks up at the Sahuagin. "Good work. Figgis! Rouse the men, tell the mutilated one to get the slaves rowing. Serath, keep those sharks near them and keep track of the things. Doz, Thoz, change of course, due north." A weathered looking human responds with an "Aye aye" before moving below decks and the two steering men grunt and point the ship north. The Sahuagin nods his assent, picks up a rope and dives into the ocean, several bubbles surface and a light flashes before he climbs back aboard.

A long serving crewmember known as Figgis clambers down to the sleeping chambers and starts yelling and shoving people out of the hammocks. "Captain says to rouse yer lazy asses, we gots some prey!" He then heads further belowdecks. A few hushed words can be heard before a whip is cracked and the oars start at a frenzied pace. Emerging back in the sleeping quarters he rouses the last of the sleeping crew and heads back to the deck.

The deck is in a frenzy of activity, the on duty crew adjusting the sails to get more speed and the off duty crew rushing above decks to gather near the captain. He waits for the entirety of the crew to gather around him before speaking. "Serath's sharks have seen two ships. We are following now, form your boarding squads." He points at two squads including yours. "You two will take the smaller ship, we will come alongside and you will board quickly. Harrison is in command." A half orc grunts in acknowledgement. "The rest will take the larger vessel, make your preparations and pray to whatever you believe in."

As the crew take their positions Harrison gestures the two squads together. "Alright, my boys will hold the stairwells and keep more from coming up. You kill everyone on deck. Agreed?"

[BizzaroStormy]

After spending the night on deck, Dom had looked forward to hiding away in the lower decks for the day. Unfortunately, with the crew's new quarry, it was likely he'd once again be up for the entirety of the day. He hadn't fed since the night he joined the crew and over the last few days had begun to grow ever more on edge. He gains a twisted grin as Harrison explains the plan, despite his mind reeling at the though of having to drink living blood again. "Don't quite like the challenge of facing an opponent outside a bottleneck, do you?" he asks, nodding towards Harrison (who I assume is the half orc mentioned)

[Athaleon]

Whitlock stood on deck, grinning under his cowl. Most times when a mark was spotted, he was called upon to perform some stealthy act of sabotage. This would be the first time in weeks that he got to participate in a straight fight. A straight fight, but not a fair one at all, he'd make sure of it.

[LittleCarp04]

Zyphon

Zyphon relishes in the excitement on the deck when the orders come down to him through the half-orc Harrison. He listens to the plan and nods happily, "No problem! Shouldn't be anything we can't handle on that deck, what'dya say there mates?" Zyphon says energetically while he pulls out his multitude of weapons to ensure they are all loaded and prepared for the slaughter to come.

[dramatic flare]

Bracul Umbelli quietly prepared his weapons and armor for the coming engagement. He decided to only load normal shot, fire could be deadly with so few of their crew at hand to battle it. While loading his dragonpistol, he spoke clearly for both the squads to hear.
"Stay near me just before we join battle, that I might bless you in the name of my god."

[Cogsrow]

-Shyra looks down at her feet, the Massive woman shifted from one draconic foot to the other, digging her claws into the wood, one might think she was scared if it wasn't for the glimpse of a massive grin touching her lips, barely visible with her long hair covering her face. She almost shook in excitement at the thought of killing, of maiming, and destroying so many others. She could feel that giddiness and excitement stirring within and she was like a cork about to pop, wanting to ravage this enemy-

[dramatic flare]

Bracul noticed the nearby half-dragon visibly shaking and opened his mouth to speak on the nature of first combat. Halfway through the first word, however, he noticed the inane gleam in her eyes and the sharp-toothed grin she wore and thought better of it. This one wasn't likely to have only experienced a few combats. Instead he made a mental note not to get between her and her blood-rage.

[THEChanger]

The tiny sea-green fey stood near the ship's rail, looking into the deep water. Below him, the brief flash of a tentacle signified Uafas' presence, ready to join the fray if its master called upon it. Giblan looks back over his shoulder at Harrison, a slightly unfocused grin on his face. "Tell me, mister Harrison. Do you have nightmares, ever?"

[dupersudi]

Harrison looks at the little fey. "That's what Rum is for little fairy."

Sareth moves to the fore of the ship and slowly casts a spell, as soon as it is completed a dense fog surrounds the vessel. Sareth then moves to the steering oars and guides the vessel towards its prey.

As the Crimson Talon pulls alongside the smaller vessel there are only a few crewmembers on deck, Harrison gives a hand signal and his men rush across. Harrison pauses briefly to slit a sentries throat before taking his position. Half a dozen sentries, two steersman, and an officer are all who remain on deck, unfortunately they've seen Harrison and his group, and have raised the alarm.

ROLL YOUR INTIATIVE

[roll0]

[Athaleon]

[roll0]

Whitlock scanned the deck with an experienced eye, trying to pick out any leaders from among the target ship's crew or a heavy weapon they might bring to bear.

[BizzaroStormy]

Dominic goes into a frenzy immediately after seeing the sentry's blood splatter onto the deck of the ship and rushes the nearest crewman.

[roll0]

Drawing my sword as part of the initiative roll as per Swashbuckler's Initiative and moving to attack the nearest enemy. If nothing is within 30', make it a charge and add +2 to the attack roll.


[roll1] Power Attack
[roll2]

Edit: That would be a critical threat. Would you mind rolling for confirmation so I don't need to double post?

[dupersudi]

Whitlock can clearly see an enemy crewmember with a fancy hat and jacket standing near the steering oars and two burly looking half-orcs.


For future reference, you can roll crit confirms in OOC.
[roll0]
Excuse me while I go and laugh for a while.

[Cogsrow]

-Shyra grins and would almost break the boards beneath her feet she launched off so hard, in one motion she had her sword drawn, in another her wings were spread out, in another she was leaping towards the closest enemy on the other ship, and in the next her blade was coming down on the pitiful fool-


initiative [roll0]

attack roll [roll1]
damage [roll2]

doing a leaping strike, acrobatics versus DC 16 versus medium 24 versus large, if hit automatic crit
acrobatics [roll3]

crit confirm [roll4]

[Athaleon]

Before the boat had even pulled up alongside, Whitlock had flown up silently around the side of the ship. Pop up over the rail and blast the one in charge on deck, that was his plan. It would be nice to catch his burly guards in the spray, but the leader was the priority.


Using Persistent Color Spray on fancy-hat. He will try to catch one or both bodyguards in the spray, but if he can only hit the leader he will settle for that. Awesome Display revelation means the target is treated as 2 HD or less (unless he has 14 or more HD, in which case we just walked onto the wrong ship).

Will DC 23, target must roll two successful saves.

[THEChanger]

Giblan giggles at Harrison's response. "Well then Mister Harrison, you're going to need a lot of rum!" As the Crimson Talon pulls up alongside the target, Uafas slowly climbs up to meet with its master. The translucent, tentacled horror lets out a screech as battle is joined, and Giblan giggles, his crossbow at the ready.


Giblan - [roll0]
Uafas - [roll1]
Not sure if Eidolons are supposed to act on their summoner's turn, but I'll roll just in case.

Giblan darts forward, and unleashes a surge of mental horror, impressing upon the enemy crew just how terrifying their fates would be. As the fey performs his work, Uafas charges out of the mist, ripping into one of the crew members. The two were a deadly team

Giblan moves into optimal position, and unleashes a 3 Point Demoralize. Enemies within 35 feet of him must succeed on a DC 25 Will Save or be Shaken for 5 minutes.

If Uafas is within 30 feet of any creature which is Shaken, Frightened, or Panicked, it gains an extra Evolution Point, which is spent on Improved Damage: Tentacles. It makes a charge attack against the nearest enemy with its tentacle, which has a reach of 10 feet. Because of its Scent of Fear feat, Uafas gains +2 to hit against Shaken or Frightened foes. It also knows which foes are suffering a Fear effect, and so will target those in preference to others.

To Hit - [roll2]
Damage - [roll3]

[LittleCarp04]

Zyphon nimbly jumps over to the other ship and takes aim at one of the burly half orcs with his large musket while he still has a bit of distance between them.


Initiative: [roll0]

Attack against one of the half-orcs once I am within 40 ft. Using Deadly Aim.
Attack vs Touch AC: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Crit chance:[roll3]
Damage: x4

After firing Zyphon will strap his musket back on his back and pull out his cutlass and one of his pistols.

[dramatic flare]

The Crimson Talon quietly came abreast the victim ship, and seconds later all was chaos. Their bloodthirsty crew leaped aboard with enthusiasm, madness and death were their wake.

Rather than try to keep up with those targeting the leadership, Bracul wanted to take control of the ship proper. He strode over to the steersmen and let loose with his dragonpistol, scattering hot pellets all over the unlucky steersmen.


Initiative: [roll0]

Assuming there are only two targets to shoot.
[roll1] v. Touch AC
[roll2] v. Touch AC

damage:
[roll3]

EDIT: subtract one from both those attack rolls. Forgot about dazzled.

[dupersudi]

Dominic is the first off the boat and swiftly jabs the nearest crewman, taking him deeply in the shoulder and causing the crewman's arm to drop dead. The crewman falls to his knees and pleads "please don't kill me!" Whilst clutching at his arm that leaks blood at an alarming rate.

Whitlock meanwhile, has drifted around and lets loose a vibrant display from his fingertips, that causes the first mate and one of the steersman to drop to the ground motionless.

The crew responds quickly, the five remaining crewmembers loose a volley of pistol fire at the man who dropped their officer before drawing their dueling swords. All the bullets however, pass harmlessly through the flying pirate causing everyone on the enemy crew, and a couple of Harrison's men to do a double take. The remaining steersman grabs a javelin, starts screaming, and hurls it at the Ghost, mid flight the javelin transforms into a lighting bolt.


[roll0] Divided by half, because Ghost, reflex 14 to cut it down to a Quarter.


Giblan manages to terrify all 6 of the crewmen, the one who surrendered collapses into a mewling ball and the remaining five are all shaken. Uafas comes up from behind one and smacks him upside his head.

Zyphon's musket lets out a flash and large amount of smoke but it fires true, striking the remaining steersman in the leg.

Bracul's Dragon pistol adds even more smoke to the growing cloud, spraying it's cloud of pellets over both the unconscious and standing steersman.

Shyra's extremely impressive leap ends with an equally impressive strike. Cleaving her greatsword down on the unfortunate crewman the strike connects at the shoulder and is stopped only by the pelvis. By that point however she has already begun moving past the corpse. ending her movement on the middle of the ship as the crewmans body hits the deck.

Harrison's team stands around the hatch to belowdecks, keeping the remaining crew back with shot and boarding pikes.


1 Steerman Wounded
1 Steerman unconscious
Officer unconscious
1 Crewman whimpering in a growing puddle of blood
1 Crewman very dead
4 Crewmen shaken

[BizzaroStormy]

Dom cracks the knuckles in his off hand as he mulls over the hemorrhaging crewman's request. "Alright. I'll just put you down for a nice nap..." He smiles a bit as faint shadows wrap around his hand before he strikes the crewman hard.

Using my slam attack with the energy drain. Looks like this guy will be my first spawn. In addition to the slam damage, he'll also have two negative levels. Assuming he dies from this hit, hell come back as a spawn of mine. I'll be sure to recover the body before we leave.

[roll0]
[roll1] +2 Negative Levels

[roll2] days

[Athaleon]

Whitlock laughed at the crew's efforts to shoot him, the bullets passing harmlessly through his clothing. His gloating backfired somewhat, as he did not even try to dodge the javelin that turned into a bolt of lightning mid-flight. But after the jolt hit him and the feeling passed, he laughed all the harder; a terrible echoing sound. For the first time since leaving the Talon, he spoke up: "Are we taking prisoners? I'm afraid I've forgotten!" As he spoke he drew his rapier, a wispy sliver of grey smoke in his gloved hand, and made to run it through the last crewman standing.


Reflex: [roll0]

He will then use Corrupting Touch on the one still-conscious crewmember.

Attack: [roll1] vs Touch AC
Damage: [roll2] Fort DC 24 halves

[LittleCarp04]

Zyphon laughs as he sees his shot connect. He decides to take more shots at the same wounded half orc hoping to end his existence, if not then he will close the distance and finish it with his cutlass.

Hearing the Ghostly man question about prisoners, Zyphon lets a hearty laugh escape his stomach, "Ha! Prisoners, that be a joke ain't heard in ages! What need have we for prisoners? Unless you need to feed on them or something?", he says with his eyebrow raised curiously while taking aim and firing his multiple barreled pistol a few times.


Zyphon will take shots with his Pepperbox, per earlier you ruled I can rotate the barrel as a free action,

Attack vs Touch using deadly aim and rapid shot(Full Attack Action)
Attack 1: [roll0]
Damage 1: [roll1]
Attack 2: [roll2]
Damage 2: [roll3]
4 shots remaining loaded in this Pepperbox

[dramatic flare]

"Corpses serve my purpose just fine," the drow warpriest said, striding forward whilst drawing his cutlass. he swept the heavy blade down upon the standing Ship's steerman.


Draw Cutlass, switch empty gun to off-hand, move forward to melee (move & free-action).

Cutlass attack (Standard Action)
[roll0]vs AC
[roll1]

[dramatic flare]

Confirm: [roll0]
extra damage: [roll1]

[Cogsrow]

-She grins wildly, licking the blood off her face as she looks at the next nearest enemy and leaps again at him, swinging her massive sword down onto him-



Attack roll [roll0]

acrobatics check [roll1]
if succeeded does double damage
damage [roll2]

[dupersudi]

Dom's strike literally sucks the remaining life out of the crewman, he falls to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

Whitlock's feint with the rapier succeeds, his touch, the real threat strikes the steersman and causes him to suddenly seize up and collapse.

Zyphon's first shot goes wide and his second only glances the crewmember, staggering him for a heartbeat.

The Drow, seeing the steersman go down to the ghost alters his target, instead gutting another crewman

Shyra manages another impressive leap, and it meets with a similarly bloody end for the last standing crewmember.

Enemy count, all dead or unconscious.

MEANWHILE

Harrison's team still stands guard over the portal, he looks over and sees the lot of you standing over corpses and fallen enemies and shouts "Give us a hand over here! Their captain is rallying the crew and their caster has got to be planning something!" Even as he finishes his commands a number of spears poke out of the hatch, driving Harrison and his squad back from the opening. "Damn them, give them some more powder boys!" At his command his crew fires pistols down into the opening, but not before a slender female in exquisite clothing springs up and puts a rapier through one of his team members hearts. Defying the volley of bullets three more figures move from the hatch, two more burly half orcs and a small smiling gnome who immediately transforms into a swirling vortex of air and shoots up into the rigging. "KILL THAT DAMN CASTER BEFORE HE CASTS!"

NEW ENEMIES
Two Burly Half-Orcs
One Captain
One Spellcaster

[Cogsrow]

-Shyra grins, and looks at the gnome, her eyes begin to glow red, and she lets out a roar that shakes the very decks as her wings spread out and she rushes towards the caster, a mad gleam in her eye as she swings her greatsword at him-


gonna charge with flight towards the spellcaster, and of course enter a rage, 1/20 rounds used
[roll0] Attack roll
[roll1] damage

that is actually a 39 to hit and a 30 for damage, forgot the +2 enhancement bonus while rageing from furious weapon

[Athaleon]

After his shouted question, Whitlock was surprised not to hear his old crew shout back their customary answer of "@#$% NO, L.T.!". Just one more thing to get used to, he supposed.

On seeing the enemy caster, he flew up in pursuit and aimed another blast of baleful light at the vortex, hoping it would work.


Another Persistent Color Spray, targeting the caster as best he can.

Edit: Welp, I got ninja'ed. Whitlock will target the caster and miss Shyra if at all possible. If that is not possible, he will Charge + Corrupting Touch again.

[dramatic flare]

The drow remained near the wheel to ensure the pirates' control of the ship. He pointed towards a burly half-orc, an evil gleam in his eyes. "Kill your ally," he commanded in a voice that sounded like two stones breaking each other apart. The half-orc's mind thus suffered a violent assault.

Spell: Murderous command
DC 20 will save vs. 1 round of attacking your nearest ally.

[BizzaroStormy]

Dom casts a dark glare towards the captain of the vessel and approaches him.

Using Dominate on the captain, DC 19 Will save. If the captain fails his save, he'll receive a command to order his men to stand down and surrender. Assuming that works out properly, Dom will ask Harrison to take the surviving crew alive for the time being.

Or, assuming all of that fails and something makes a melee attack against me, we'll use the swashbuckler's Opportune Parry and Riposte to parry the attack, and strike back against his attacker.

[roll0]
[roll=Attack if necessary]1d20+16
[roll1]

[THEChanger]

Giblan does a little dance of glee as he soaks up the fear coming from the dying crew. As new combatants enter the playing field, the tiny fey snaps his fingers and points at the two half-orcs. "Uafas, kill." The creature roars, and dives into the fray, striking whichever crewman is closest. Giblan focuses his psionic energy, and unleashes two pulses of raw fear - one towards the fancy looking elf, one towards the half-orc Uafas was assaulting, and one towards the cloud of air swirling above him.

Uafas charges into the fray, attacking the half-orc which was not targetted by domination. Unless it cannot be reached otherwise, Uafas does not actually use the charge action.

To Hit - [roll0]
Damage - [roll1]

Giblan uses a move action to achieve Psionic Focus. He then manifests a 5 Point True Terror, targetting the caster, the captain, and the half-orc Uafas is attacking. Save DC is 26, and a failed save means they are stunned for one round. If it is necessary to reach any of the targets, Giblan expends his Psionic Focus to extend the range to Long, though that shouldn't be necessary with a 150 foot range.

[LittleCarp04]

Zyphon

Laughing as the last crewman falls under the combined assaults of this new ragtag crew of pirates, Zyphon calls out to his crewmates, "Oy, lads, why all the fuss over these few? They went down easy enough eh?"

As he sees the new enemies enter the fray he spots the small gnome flying up into the rigging and hears someone yell about him being a caster, he takes aim with his pepperbox at the new enemy and lets loose.


Zyphon will take shots with his Pepperbox against the Gnome.

Attack vs Touch using deadly aim and rapid shot(Full Attack Action)
Attack 1: [roll0]
Damage 1:[roll1]
Attack 2: [roll2]
Damage 2:[roll3]
2 shots remaining loaded in this Pepperbox.

[dupersudi]

Dominic's spell takes hold of the enemy captain, and she immediately drops her sword and yells "we surrender!" Her crew also drops their weapons, except for the one flying about in the rigging, who turns to flee as a blast of vibrant colors knocks him from the sky. Harrison doesn't waste any time and orders the enemy crew to get up on deck and starts tying them together with the help of his squad. "You lot, go make sure no one is left down there hiding. We'll watch the prisoners. The captain will be impressed with yer spell slinging, not too many dead means more to sell."

[dramatic flare]

"Excellent. I know just the thing to make them cower in fear first if there are any still down there."

Bracul walked over to the corpse of the most officer-like corpse, then spoke, "Arise my servant," and a sickly green light flashed from Bracul's outstretched hand to the body.
Then it shuddered and got up.

"Lead us down" he ordered the zombie, pointing the way, "And hope your crew hasn't set any traps for you to trigger. Not that you hope in the first place." While the zombie stumbled forward, Bracul reloaded his gun.


Cast Animate Dead, Lesser.

[Athaleon]

"Oh, would you look at that. Looks like we take prisoners after all," Whitlock mused. Without a further word, he made to join the rest of his squad in venturing below decks.

[THEChanger]

Giblan cackles as fear and confusion were sown among the opposing crew. He dances between the tied sailors, giggling. "Oh, you all are lucky, very lucky. Captain Kruell will sell most of you of course, which is better than dying. But some of you might get to be experimented on by Bracul, or possessed by Mister Whitlock!" The tiny green man gets right up into one of the half-orc's faces, leering evilly. "Or maybe...maybe he'll let Shyra and I eat you!" Another mad cackle, and Giblan hops up onto Uafas's slippery back, and the two join the group heading down the stairs.

Intimidate Check on the captured crew members, because why not.

[roll0]

[BizzaroStormy]

"Just keep that one intact for now." Dominic says, pointing to the body of the crewman he'd felled earlier. "Now then, lets finish this up..." he tells the others as he transforms into a fine blue mist and floats down through the hatch.

Using gaseous form and getting this gravy boat moving

[LittleCarp04]

Zyphon takes a look around the deck, and Carlton comes running down from the rigging and starts inspecting the dead sailors clothing for anything he finds suitable to be used to make him a new set of fine clothes, after a moment to ensure those fallen are truly dead, Zyphon will join the rest of his crew as they head below decks.

[dupersudi]

Harrison looks at Dominic strangely for a moment before nodding and muttering "magicks" under his breath. "Remember you lot, no looting the ship! That gets divied up later You can loot the louts you defeated though."

Raising the zombie to check for traps seems like a wasted endeavor, other than the fear and terror it inspires in the surrendering crew. It shuffles slowly through the ship triggering nothing. The cargo hold is filled with sealed barrels. One corner of the hold however contains a small chestYou can see what look like etchings in the wood around the catchThat's a spell There is little else of interest on the ship, the captain and first mate's quarters are quite spartan, with the exception of several spare outfits, a locked paychest and a few navigation charts there is nothing but a hammock in each.


feather token (whip)
scroll of longstrider
+1 dragonhide breastplate
+1 heavy wooden shield
+1 scimitar
darts (5)
cloak of resistance +1
headband of inspired wisdom +2
ring of protection +1
holly and mistletoe
ink vial
inkpens (2)
paper (5 sheets)
scroll case
spell component pouch
waterskin
8 Smokesticks
4 sets of leather armor
84 Bullets
4 Pistols
6 Dueling Swords
1 Blunderbuss
10 Pellet doses
2 Potions of Cure Moderate Wounds
1 Silversheen
+1 Breastplate
+1 Rapier
3 Daggers
Mwk Musket
Mwk Dagger
Belt of Incredible Dexterity +2
Cloak of Resistance +1
Slippers of Spider Climb
Feather Token Anchor
Feather Token Fan
Potion of Water Breathing
+1 Breastplate
2 +1 Shortswords
Mwk Whip
Ring of Swimming
Everburning Torch
351 gp

[BizzaroStormy]

Now down in the hold, Dominic resumes his normal form and makes a mental note of the ornate chest in the far corner. He pokes around the sealed barrels a bit before raising his voice. If anyone is still hiding down here, now is the time to give yourself up! Your captain and a majority of your crew have already surrendered; they are alive for the time being but I doubt you'll share in their fortune if you're found when the others begin taking the tub apart!"

[Cogsrow]

-Shyla lets out a breath and lands on the deck, her eyes returning back to normal as she flicks her greatsword to clear it of blood and then sheathes it again, and then Starts walking down the stairs, her wings folded to her back- Listen up you lot, I just cleaned the blood off my blade and I don't really feel like cleaning it again. So save me the trouble and come out with ya hands up or I will splatter you all over the lower decks -She calls up a bit of her draconic heritage to practically growl that out-



Gonna do an intimidate check
[roll0]
well that's rather rotten luck

[Athaleon]

Whitlock drifted silently past the captured crewmen, looking each one in the eye as he passed. "I'd do as she says," he taunted, putting the full effect of ghostly menace into his voice. He held out his rapier for them to see. "What her blade does to your bodies, mine would do to your immortal souls."


Intimidate: [roll0]

[dramatic flare]

Bracul forced the zombie to make a complete circuit of the cargo hold and, after sending him off among the barrels to give them all a good jostle, came back above deck to look over their spoils. Remembering their quartermaster's words, he set about identifying magics and setting aside things he might want. At the end of this, he spoke with three things on the ground in front of him, separated from the pile of loot their boarding action had earned them.

"I desire these objects above the others. Does anyone want these objects in contest of me or shall I have them amicably?"

[dupersudi]

No one responds to Dominic's challenge. And Bracul's zombie shuffled about and jostled barrels to no effect. Shyra's attempts at diplomacy were... less than successful. A few of the crew even cracked smiles. Whitlock's threat however got a little more traction. The smiles disappeared, though a few defiant gazes remained. Harrison walks over, "find anything fun downstairs? Or on them?"

The louts loot is up to you guys to divy up amongst yourselves.

[LittleCarp04]

Zyphon

Hearing the question, Zyphon looks up from the body he was looting, "Aye, quite a bit that seems to be good up here, and Carlton found quite a nice pair of pants I will be repurposin' for his liking."

As he's speaking Zyphon examines a ring and a belt and puts them on his checklist.


Id like the belt of Dex for obvious reasons, the Masterwork Musket, some of the bullets, and the anchor feather token.

[BizzaroStormy]

Dominic sighs as he takes a seat on one of the barrels. "Not particularly...So then, I suppose we're supposed to go meet up with the Crimson Talon?"

[dupersudi]

Harrison looks at Dominic. "You know how to get one of these things moving? Cause I sure as hell don't. That's what the slaves are for. We wait for the Cap'n to finish up with the other boat and come back."

[BizzaroStormy]

"As a matter of fact, I do know how to get this craft underway. We will need the manpower to do so. The ship's captain should be more than willing to do what I ask and I feel that one or two of the others may be able to assemble a skeleton crew of sorts." He says, shooting Bracul a telling glare when he says "skeleton"; he then turns back to Harrison. "I would think our captain would appreciate a little initiative in his men."

[roll0]

[dramatic flare]

"Aye, I second that opinion, and I can sail this wreck as well," Bracul sniffed while affixing the headband around. He traded shields, put on the ring, and then went to work in the rigging.
"Down to hell and back up through the Drow kingdoms if need be," he muttered to himself.
Profession, Sailor [roll0]