Angel is in a ship, waiting for the others to show up. She signed up for a mission that's far north of Greyhawk. She's sitting at the top of the ramp, writing in a book.

Lucky shows up, carrying lots of luggage.  He was worried about missing one of those 'really need this one thing but out to sea' situations, so he overpacked.

"Hiya, Angel," he says with a cheery smile, "You the first or the others on board?"

  Terdisas has a bag of holding because we said so, tagging along with Lucky as he so frequently does.  Also, take a while guess what fitting situation has now occurred?

  That's right,  Superbird is sporting the Parrot look.  "Squawk.  Polly want some Rum."  "I was not aware you had a drinking problem.  I would prefer to remain unaware of it."

  He also waves hi.
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Angel says, "Ah. Welcome, you two. Actually, you're the last ones to arrive." Lucky spent all that time packing, after all. "The captain said he'd be ready to take off when you bunch arrive. I also made sure ahead of time that we got the easier chores so that we'll be ready and able to protect the ship at all times. Just in case."

She then turns her attention to Superbird. "Ask the captain for rum. He's the one who controls how much each crewman gets."
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"Never met a hard drink I liked," Lucky says, "Though I've never tried rum specifically.  I guess I'll likely take one sip and barter the rest of my ration."

He steps up the plank carefully, but drops one of his suitcases on his way up and it falls overboard.

  "I may have to remind people that 'Storm Sorcerer' is not literal."  at Lucky's UnLucky, Terdisas hmms, "I suppose I shall justify my lack of cantrips possession with the fact that was too heavy to retrieve in such a manner..."  Maybe if it hasn't instantly sunk, he could try to fish for it with a rope and grapnel?

Angel does have cantrips, thanks to hedge gloves. She uses Mage's Hand to slow the fall of the suitcase and heads over to the base of the ramp, where she has the suitcase effectively "glide" to her. It may weigh about 50 or so pounds, but the mage hand is still able to slow the fall enough that it doesn't get wet. "Honestly, Lucky. You could have asked for help. You don't have to prove your manliness to me." she teases. Then starts toting the luggage with her back up the ramp. "Help him with his other luggage, Ter, before he drops any more."

"Thanks for the help, Angel," Lucky answers with a blush, "Appreciate it."

He wobbles about on deck, not much for having sea legs yet, suitcases threatening to slip before he's had a chance to divvy them out.

  Terdisas may have less strength than the average girl but... Wait, he has the same strength as Angel.  Of course, they were both min/maxing.

  Either way, the sorcere does help out with Lucky Luggage Lugging.  L word.

  "If strength were a measure of manliness', I do not think I would even manage to enter the competition, let alone win."

Angel chuckles. "Maybe... but most men seem to feel strength is how they prove their manliness. It's why nerds get picked on."

She then goes to assist Lucky further. "You sure brought a lot of stuff.."