Though the studded leather armor she wore would not be heavy armor in the reckoning of some, it was still far heavier than anything she'd want to swim in.  Thus she took the advice, and removed it.

After, she took her place at the oars.  Once it came to the possibility of illusion, she followed suit of Vendavel, in striving to disbelieve what looked entirely solid, and very real..
Lenelle rolled 7 using 1d20+4.  spell save vs. illusion. (fail)
Lenelle rolled 9 using 1d20.  int check vs. same.  (made)

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 “Ah! There!” Vendavel suddenly exclaimed. She was pointing at a wall of sheer rock with some vines and wild grasses.

 It was not obvious by any way, but if one applied their utmost focus, they would notice minute discrepancies: the way the stone caught the light, the watering of grasses under the wind, the shimmer of the reddish sun on the water surface...

And once one had seen it, the glamoured veil was obvious.

“Steer us into this cliff!” she casually said to the captain.

"I will not!" Telemachus replies. "But, perhaps I can bring us up close...I need someone at the bow...the front...to watch the depth.

We'll bring the sails down, and use the oars, to reduce the chance of grounding.

Sorry, but a bit more rowing will be needed!"

Wick finally spots what Vendavel points out.  ”Furl the sails then?  Or do you want me at the bow?”. Wick asks.

In his mind, sails would need to be addressed first or the rowers would be fighting against them.  Rowing was hard enough a job to not add challenges to it.

"Take care of the sails, Wick.

Westin, take lookout on the bow. Vendavel, with Westin, guide us close to the cave that I can't see.

And everyone else, if you don't mind, MAN THE OARS!"

Westin moves to the bow and keeps a lookout as instructed. "Good job Vendavel and glad that you are with us," he says to her with a quick glance and smile. He then keeps his eyes focused on what's before the ship, looking for any rocks or other dangers that might lie in the water and making sure it appears deep enough for the ship.

"So far so good," he calls out.

With the sails furled and the rest at the oars, under the guidance of those who had seen through the veil of continued cliff, the Ananke came up to the cave that they had seen before, the other boat still in place, although with smashed oars.

Once Anake was as close to shore as Telemachus felt was prudent, he will shout, "All oars, dead stop! Drop the anchor!

This is as close as we can get without fear of grounding.".

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I don't know if there is a dinghy/tender on the ship.

If so, Telemachus will advise a landing party to take it and head for shore.

If not, he will suggest someone swim to shore, carrying the end of a rope. It can be tied to the small boat in the cave, and pulled back, where it can be equipped with oars, and the party can then use it.

Wick picks up the anchor and moves to the front of the Anake.  He measures out the chain hand over hand do get a sense of the depth of the water.

 Vendavel drops the bulk of her gear, takes off her coat and hat, and jumps off the ship. She swims to the cave and brings the boat back to Ananke.

 “Let’s hurry. I don’t like knowing your friend out there by himself...” she simply said as she reaches the ship.

 She recovers her equipment and adjusts the tricorn on her head.

The water had proven to be somewhere between four and a half and five feet in depth, and then Vendavel moved to tug the smaller rowboat over to the Ananke.

"Good job, Vendavel." Telemachus says, acknowledging her effort.

"Now, do we all head to the cavern to find Pantix, or should at least one or two of us stay on the ship to keep it secure?

I worry about splitting up, but I also fear that Eliphas may pull some sort of trick on us if he is still here."

"I suggest that a couple of us stay with the ship."  Wick did want to get in there and find Panatix, but it also made sense to keep experienced sailors on the ship.

"I agree, someone should stay to protect the ship," Westin nods. "Not just from Eliphas but anyone or anything else that might come along. It's possible we missed someone or perhaps they weren't at the house when we made our raid."

"If you wanted, I could ask Jade to stay with whoever stays with the ship. That way if something happens, Jade will communicate with me and I will communicate it with the group that didn't stay on the ship."

"I'm not a sailor," put in Lenelle, "there's no point in my staying behind, and it could be Atu's healing will be needed in there, if there is more than we expect."       So said, she began to get back into her armor, and prepare to go in and retrieve Pan.

"If Wick and I watch the ship, are the rest of you agreeable with finding Panatix?" It is obvious from his voice that Telemachus is not comfortable with saying this.

"I am finding it difficult to predict Eliphas' behaviour. Is he in the house? Is he in the caves? Did he flee as we surmised earlier?"


"Excellent idea, Westin. It will put me slightly more at ease knowing we have a method, of basic communication.

If you can tell Jade to bite my foot, but not hard, if the land group encounters danger, then we will have a basic two-communication system thanks to your cat!"

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DM: there is a notice popping up that says this thread is reaching the 1,000 post limit.

Westin's face makes an odd expression, "I'll tell her to grab onto you foot or hand with her teeth. Don't try to shake her off or you'll regret it! Just stop what you doing and give her attention so she knows you got the message. Believe me, unless you are in of something life threatening like combat, you will notice."

"Before I trained her, she would playfully byte to the point of causing injury. One time she bit so hard, she drew blood and required an elf friend of mine to seek Clerical assistance. He was so angry, I think he would thrown her against a tree if he had been able to grab her. No matter what the reason, I don't want her to even think about renewing bad habits. Biting is not acceptable to friends."

He pauses for several moments and looks at Jade. He then nods. "She agrees."

Jade comes over to Telemachus. "Meow," she utters.

She begins walking back and forth, brushing up against Telemachus's legs as she goes.

Wick goes forward with the idea of sticking on the ship and starts taking actions, making sure the anchor is secured, making sure the sails are properly furled, pulling the oars to the stand-by position, but not putting them up in case there's a need to make a hasty exit.

Telemachus reaches down to give Jade a scratch behind the ears. "Thank you, Jade, your assistance is much appreciated."

He looks to the group getting ready to leave and a look of worry crosses his face, "I do not like splitting up, even if it seems most prudent..."

He helps the landing party climb down into the small boat and gives each of them a pat on the back or a handshake, "Atu bless you all, and keep you safe."

"Wiseto keep sentries to secure our ship. Wouldnt look good if we find Panatix but get stuck here," Storm muses to his friends.

THen wearing his armour and gripping his mace and sword, he declare,"I am ready."

He joins the landing party,

Vendavel recovered her gear and lead the land party to the cave and the house. She knew the place rather well so it only made sense. Add water had soaked her clothes, she was glad not to wear amour if any kind. Luckily her coat was kept dry. She wrapped herself in it for warmth and modesty. With her parrot lodged in the nook of her tricorn, she started the search for the lost gnome.

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