Re: Chapter 1 - Welcome to Hell
The crew crowded close around the trio, wishing them safe travels on their journey. Members of the crowd slapped Girard on the back, slipped good-luck charms into Francine's pack, gingerly patted Desra on the back, and cheered them each on.
Down below, the trio's belongings had been loaded into the tiny boat. The longship swayed gently in the river current, dangerously close to the sharp rocks below. Along with them were a pair of small crates that the captain was sending along to the trading post, filled with cloth, fishing nets and hooks, nails, rope, and other essentials for the few hunters who occasionally visited the trading post.
As the trio climbed down into the boat, the pirates continued to give their farewells. Girard jumped down first, followed by Francine's more careful descent. Desra was the last to step towards the boat's ladder. The longship suddenly buckled towards the shore, and simultaneously Desra felt a pair of hands at the small of her back, giving a sharp shove. A gentle, almost wistful voice whispered to her in broken Elven, "I'm so sorry..."
The deck spun dizzily away from her, along with the faces of the crew, replaced by the river and the sharp rocks below.
OOC: Balance, Tumble, or Jump DC 20 to dodge the rocks [8 dmg]. A roll of 10 or higher on any of those will reduce damage to [6] if she hits the rocks .