Evan and Kriskr have been hired by the coastal (human) village of Hanging Tree to clear out threats at a derelict ship graveyard.

"There's a bad section of reefs or rocks or whatever where ships run aground," the mayor explains, "and the currents keep them there. Lately, though, captains passing the problem area have seen a couple of things moving around that shouldn't be... a zombie, or maybe it was a skeleton... a water elemental... some sort of seaweed thing crawling around... You know how it is-- anyplace that people don't go to often that offers protection from sunlight, eventually monsters'll start moving in and getting comfortable... that keeps happening, eventually you start getting something really bad. So we're willing to pay you out of the city treasury to go clear things out. We'll have a ship nearby with rowboats..."

And so it is that Evan and Kriskr come in sight of Harkaway's Folly (named after Abraham Harkaway, the first captain to run aground on the rocks), a collection of 10 large ships all huddled together like they're having a secret meeting...

And taking a rowboat over to one that the captain of the Alert, the ship that takes them to Harkaway's Folly, points out as the safest one to enter/exit the Folly, the Aurora.

(Evan and Kriskr row their rowboat to the Aurora. Roll Move Forward to climb on board...)

09:40, Today: Evan rolled 1 using 1d6 with rolls of 1.  Move Forward (Add a D6 if Kriskr helps).

(15:21, Today: The GM, on behalf of Kriskr, rolled 4 using 1d6 with rolls of 4.

GM chooses: You find a clue here about something nearby. Take +1 die roll toward your next Move Forward or Cunning Ploy roll.)

Nothing is moving on the deck of the ship except what is moved by the strong ocean breeze.

There is seaweed on the deck, though.

Wet seaweed.

It leads from the poop deck down to a door that leads below... and yes, there's wet seaweed at the top of the stairs...

Moves carefully so as not to slip and climbs up looking to tie the rowboat to a secure place.

Evan ties the rowboat up firmly, managing not to slip on anything.

The ship that brought Evan and Kriskr this far, the Alert, is easily visible from this spot, waiting. They will watch to make sure that nothing interferes with the rowboat. Even if anything did, they would-- if need be-- send another once they see the adventurers return.

Evan looks at Kriskr a little nervously then back at the ship.

He calls upon his pact to make a tiny lightning arc to create light for them to see once they go below decks. Getting his scimitar ready.

"I guess town is worried about whatever is on here reaching shore."

Kriskr is holding her sickle, though it's not clear when she drew it. She nods, mandibles clicking, and gestures with one hand, a sort of sweeping gesture that encompasses the whole of the ship graveyard. And who could blame them? it seems to say.

As she moves, she tries to spot a good place to lay an ambush....and there it is. An alcove off the hallway, tucked behind a fallen piece of wreckage. She moves towards it, clearly planning to hide, have Evan bait the monsters forward, and then leap upon them from behind with a sickle to the throat-equivalent. It's a common strategy, but no less effective for it.

OOC: Move is a Cunning Ploy, rolled a 6.

(Hmmmm... Someone roll Move Forward, please... BUT the party has 2 Hold that can each be used for extra dice (max of 3 per roll).)

17:19, Today: Evan rolled 4 using 1d6 with rolls of 4.  Move Forward.

--On a 4 or 5, the GM chooses one thing from the following list:

* There is a person, some persons, a monster, or some monsters here! On a 4 or 5, they spot you first.

The ambush is prepared... Then the party carefully checks the area ahead...

--Suddenly, a mass of seaweed attacks from the darkness anyway! It's Crawling Seaweed!

This species of carnivorous plant can, as long as it stays wet with seawater a couple of times a day, move around in dry places to find and strangle prey.

(Roll for Get Violent! and yes, you can still use one of your Holds...)

Evan calls upon dry winds to swirl around his scimitar as he lays into the seaweed horror.

"Ahhhhh this thing is trying to strange me."

Chop chop


09:30, Today: Evan rolled 6,4 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 6,4.  Get Violent and since he is good at forceful .
YAY !!!

Evan makes quick work of the Crawling Seaweed. Soon the pieces just lie there on the flooring and don't move no more. Looks like it's done.

(Feel free to attempt to Loot The Room, or just Move Forward again! You can save those Holds until you rest, or use them for any rolls that you want before you rest... I think, though, that I'm gonna say that there is a maximum of 2 Holds from Cunning Ploy that can be held...)

Kriskr nods, moving forward and examining the room. This seems like a place that could plausibly hold something of value, left behind when the sailors left.

OOC: Loot the room, using 1 Hold. 3d6, best result 4.

--On a roll of 4 or 5, you find a little loot, or maybe just one Minor Item.


There's not much loot... one gold doubloon, and one nice ivory gambling die...

(You each get 1 Loot. Record it on your sheets...!)

18:29, Today: Evan rolled 3 using 1d6 with rolls of 3.  Move Forward.

Kriskr stops Evan before moving onward... Kriskr sadly informs Evan that she has the wetsickness.

It's a problem for some thri-kreen-- some can't take water, some can take fresh-water but not salt-water, and for some it's vice-versa. It doesn't always happen right away, and Kriskr knew she was fine with fresh-water, but something about the salt in the air combined with the occasional rocking motion of the boat when a large wave nudges the combined with the smell of the rotting wood... it's gotten to be too much for Kriskr, and she'll have to turn back with her measly share of loot, although she wishes Evan well...

The adventuring duo backtracks, and soon they're on dry land again, and Kriskr is starting to feel better...

To Evan's happy surprise, there's another thief back in town ready to take up the challenge-- a half-elf named Khaaven. So the next day, off they go again-- the Alert, the rowboat, the climb onto the Aurora... Evan shows Khaaven where he destroyed the Crawling Seaweed, and where they were just about to go...

(09:15, Today: The GM, on behalf of Khaaven, rolled 4 using 1d6 with rolls of 4.  Move Forward because Insightful..

Factoring Evan's roll of 3, 4 is still best result)

--On a 4 or 5, they spot you first. On a 3 or lower, they spot you first and will always attack!


Mm. Not much in this new area... just a skeleton.

Gah a skeleton!

I mean it's not just a skeleton. It's the kind that has a rusty old broadsword (and a rusty iron skullcap. And rotting boots and a rotting belt). Sword still looks sharp, though...

It attacks!

(I'll let one of y'all roll twice to Get Violent!)
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Evan calls up some of the lightning and wind of his Djinn patron to assault the skeleton.


08:21, Today: Evan rolled 6,4 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 6,4.  Forcefull Attack (He is good at it).

Evan, describe how the skeleton is defeated (achieved with no harm to either of you)!

The skeleton is lifted up in a small whirlwind charged with lightning. When the winds die the bones scatter to the ends of the room they are in.

(One of you roll twice to Loot the Room...

Also Evan I haven't forgotten that 1 remaining hold you had left over from when Kriskr was here... Even though I have removed the Cunning Ploy move, I will let either of you use it at any time to turn rolling 2 dice into 3 dice, just so you know)

Khaaven goes about looting the room with the assistance of Evan whom had quickly dispatched the skeleton who was it's only resident. Using his acquired skills as a thief to do a complete search since they were not being rushed in any way.

I rolled but am new to this system so forgive me if wrong. You said roll loot twice, from what i understand is I get to roll 2d6 because I am good at insightful and add 1 die because of my partner giving us a max of 3 dice. First roll was lousy except for that 3rd die but  if I did it right that second loot roll was awesome all 3 dice were 6's.t

11:52, Today: Khaaven rolled 18 using 3d6 with rolls of 6,6,6.  loot 2.

11:52, Today: Khaaven rolled 8 using 3d6 with rolls of 1,1,6.  Loot 1.
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(Well, no. I meant roll 1d6 twice-- once because a roll always gets 1 d6, and then another d6 because you're Insightful.

On one hand, your first two numbers were 1s. On the other hand, all the others were sixes. So... I'm gonna throw all of them out. Please roll 2d6.)

Ok but I still like the first roll I use 2d6 for my loot but I did request that Evan was assisting so it would be 3d6. which would give us that 6.

Will roll again using 2d6 and edit this post with the results.

12:15, Today: Khaaven rolled 10 using 2d6 with rolls of 4,6.  Loot redo Skeleton room.

Yes got a 6 again anyway, who says thieves cant be useful when it comes to looting.
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The adventurers find:

2 more gold doubloons
1 small tiger eye semiprecious gem
1 piece of scrimshaw-- a bone from some ocean-going creature carved into the form of a bear

And... a minor item! Potion of friendliness: (use this small potion for +1 die on a Charming roll (used up after 1 use))

(So, 4 loot-- 2 each-- and 1 minor item. Keep track of what you've got...

(Did Kriskr take the first god doubloon, or the ivory die?)

Khaaven quickly gathers the loot and divides it, taking a gold and the stone for himself leaving the rest for his partner.

Once the loot was divided and everyone was ready they continues to move forward.

12:57, Today: Khaaven rolled 7 using 3d6 with rolls of 5,1,1.  Move forward with assist.

(--On a 4 or 5, the GM chooses one thing from the following list:

· There is a person, some persons, a monster, or some monsters here! On a 6, you spot them first. On a 4 or 5, they spot you first. On a 3 or lower, they spot you first and will always attack!
· There is something valuable here! (It might be hard to get ahold of it, though...)
· You find something hidden here! (It may or may not be Loot, but it will be of interest...)
· You find a clue here about something nearby. Take +1 die toward your next Move Forward roll.

Hmm, I think I'll try rolling randomly...

12:07, Today: The GM rolled 1 using 1d4 with rolls of 1.)

There's a man in this new area... he sort of moans when he sees you (he sees you first), but he doesn't attack... he just cowers into the dark corner...

(This might be a good time to try to Talk It Over...)

"Evan why dont you try to talk to him, I will cover you with my crossbow from over here."

Evan please make that talk roll since it is your strong suit and I will cover you if combat is needed with my crossbow.

(It's 2d6 (because Charming) unless you use the potion first and then it's 3d6)

11:16, Today: Evan rolled 5,1 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 5,1.  Talk it Over.


Evan nods and tries to see what is wrong with the man, "Sir, are you ok. We mean you no harm." He attempts to speak with him and find out what he can.

"Go 'way, go 'way! You frighten me! You're dead, you're dead!"

The man apparently believes that Evan and Khaaven are ghosts, or some other form of undead. He's either frightened temporarily out of his mind, or he really is permanently somewhat mentally unbalanced to an as-yet unknown degree.

A human, it seems, his clothing is dirty and he looks like he's missed a meal, but his facial hair suggests that he's only been here for perhaps three days...

"We are adventurers from the shore we came here on a rowboat. We are not dead. Listen you seem scared and look hungry. We plan on trying to clear away the danger here but can take you back to land with us when we are done." Evan says calmly.

"No-- no! That's what HE wants... He's dead-- dead! He can't find his way back from the gray lands of death-- but he'd like nothing better than for me to lead him back to the town... That's why I mustn't leave...!"

The man runs off deeper into the ship in a direction Evan and Khaaven haven't yet been, sobbing and moaning...

Evan pouts but keeps moving on.

Once the man flees the room, Khaaven decides to search it. Taking the time to search for hidden floor panels since it looks fairly empty.

16:36, Today: Khaaven rolled 12 using 2d6 with rolls of 6,6.  Loot.

In the corner there is indeed a small pouch-- perhaps the man dropped it?

1 new doubloon
1 silver firestarter box containing flint and steel
1 gold ring in the form of a snake head with tiny emeralds for eyes

and 1 (minor) item-- a light blue Dawn Candle. (Use to Get Violent against undead for a +1 die bonus (yes, even if you're already rolling 3!) (Like all minor items, it's used up after 1 use (I'll stop reminding you of this someday, but for now I'll do it until we're all used to the idea.))

"Wow, good job Khaaven. How do you want to split this up?"

" I will take the candle, you keep potion from earlier.  If it is ok with you I will take the ring and Firestarter, you can have the gold. Figure you have magic to start a fire, I might need it to light one fast."

odd treasure but I figured you had some from earlier too. Am sure it will all balance out in the end as we go too.

"Sounds good to me." Nods and smiles and moves ahead.


16:56, Today: Evan rolled 6,2 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 6,2.  Move Forward.

(Sounds like we're choosing:

· There is something valuable here! (It might be hard to get ahold of it, though...))


In this new area, there is what appears to be a solid gold (empty) birdcage hanging from a rope.

The rope it's hanging from, however, is over... nothing. Water. In about a 5 foot circle. Whatever rocks or reefs or whatever this ship might have run aground on, they aren't right under THIS part of the ship. And it's impossible to tell how deep the water underneath might or might not be... nor what else might be down there...

Even with a plan, anyone who wants that gold birdcage is gonna have to risk a little danger...

(This is the time to use the Avoid Danger move.

What stats will be helpful to your roll depends on how you describe your plan to get the cage...)

"Well, Khaaven I could use winds to blow the cage. It is kind of strange that it is made of gold though isn't it? Swimming is possible too but there might be something in the water so I might want to blast the water a bit before we do.  What plan might you have ?"

I could try to climb and maneuver my way to it. Might even be able to shoot the rope holding it.

Any chance I can try an attack on the rope first with my crossbow. Figure if no 6 we can always try to avoid danger.

(Shooting or otherwise cutting the rope without a full plan in place would mean that the cage would simply fall into the water-- and, being made of a heavy metal, might be lost for all you know...)

"If you shoot the rope I will have the wind carry it to us."

(Sounds like Agile and Forceful?

If we're all on the same page, then, roll 3d6 for Avoid Danger, and we'll see what you get...)

Khaaven took careful aim and released his bolt at the rope.

rolled best of 3d6 was a 4

The rope severs cleanly, but the wind is not enough. The cage begins to fall into the water.

But it was ALMOST enough. It's going to be close enough that either of you (or both of you) could run over there and catch it before it falls in.

BUT at the instant you realize this, you also see a dark form in the water. Shark? Maybe.

(One or both of you can rush forward to try to grab the cage, but something you aren't gonna like is gonna happen if you do. Whatever happens, someone is gonna take at least 1 Harm.)

Evan will run to catch it.

Evan runs forward, catches the cage before it hits the water, and tosses it over to a not-rotted part of the room (he knows, because it's the way he and Khaaven came in).

However, a giant crab claw comes up out of the water and grabs his leg. OW!

Evan manages to wrench himself free, but yikes, that really hurt!

(You may now:

--Make Camp

or

--Get Violent (by trying to lure the crab out of the water-- if you do, you will succeed in luring it up for a battle))

Evan let's take out the crab first so our camp will be safer while we rest.

Evan you roll 3d6 for our combat I rolled for the cage.

(I want cooked crab so ok)


18:28, Today: Evan rolled 5,6,5 using 1d6,1d6,1d6 with rolls of 5,6,5.  Get Violent.

Evan limps back and draws his scimitar aiming to drive it between the chitinous shell. He is already dreaming of a nice cooked crab for a meal.

After the crab is killed Khaaven searches the area fast before trying to make camp.

loot roll was a 2, but we do have the gold cage.

Breaks up some wood and finds a place to make a fire to cook crab for their meals for a while.
Relaxes after briefly helping Khaaven search about.

While the crab is cooking Khaaven makes camp.

rolled a 5

While searching the area, a large wave hits the boat and rocks it slightly... Khaaven punctures his arm on a piece of planking broken during the crab fight.

Fortunately, the rest from the peaceful camp allowed both his arm and Evan's to heal just fine.

(Harm is removed, and the party is once again at 6 (maximum) HP.

Probably time for Move Forward again...)

19:49, Today: Evan rolled 4,4 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 4,4.  Move Forward.

What value is our gold cage, and please add it to our loot page. Need all the loot we can get, once we return to town I will be purchasing a major hireling. Will be calling them my apprentice, insightful will be there stat.

(Sorry, bedtime for me now. If I don't post the new results of the Move Forward in the next, oh, 12 hours, feel free to nudge me (to get the game to "light up" for me again).)

(· You find a clue here about something nearby. Take +1 die toward your next Move Forward roll.)


With this next area, you seem to have explored all of the Aurora.

However, part of the hull here has rotted away... and someone has placed planks down to cross through a hole into an adjacent ship. If the name carved into one of the planks denotes this second ship, it would appear to be the Golden Hind...

There is also some sort of large insect wing here, more than two feet long... perhaps it was knocked off in a fight...?

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"Looks kind of like a big dragonfly wing, what do you think Khaaven ?" Looks up checking for places bugs might hide as they move on. Once again creating a small arc of light to see by.

Ready to head unto the next ship.

Yes, it does look like it. This could become interesting with an Arial threat too.

Moving forward

11:08, Today: Khaaven rolled 18 using 3d6 with rolls of 6,6,6.  Move forward

We want something of value, and with 3d6 all 6's it had better be damn valuable.

A broken and damaged skeleton is in this new area. The blade of the cutlass it was evidently holding has also been snapped in half.

You notice that along with the usual rotted boots, belt, leather cap, leather vest and pants, it's also wearing shining silver bracers on each arm-- Evan can feel the magic in them from here-- even Khaaven can almost feel it.

Odd that while the skeleton has been defeated, no one has taken those obviously-valuable bracers...

"I am sensing magic coming off those bracers. We Let's scout out the room then see about those Bracers."

Will inspect the bracers with magic to learn what they might do when they have the time to focus on them.

(Hmmmm. Evan, roll 2d6 to use magic to inspect the bracers.)

11:44, Today: Evan rolled 4,3 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 4,3.  Inspect Bracers.

The bracers are tied to something... taking them will mean waking something up.

On the other hand, Evan's magic indicates that the "something" doesn't otherwise involve the bracers themselves. If he (or Khaaven) takes them, the bracers should help protect at least somewhat against whatever taking them might "wake up..."

Explains the situation to Khaaven about the Bracers.

"If we take them they can offer protection even protection from what they might wake up or summon, but taking them will summon something. We are healthy though right now. So it might be a good time, or we could leave them and see if we find something that helps since we know taking them will lead to a fight."

I agree now is the best time to try it. I suggest that you get the bracers while I will hide here and cover you with my crossbow. If we both attack it from two sides we will stand a better chance at defeating it.

Will be at one with the shadows, in hopes of getting slight advantage in the first attack.

Takes the bracers putting them on. Then gets his scimitar ready preparing for what might come.

Once Evan puts on the bracers, his magic is able to give him a much clearer idea of what they are and what their function is.

(Major Item:
Bracers of Mental Deflection: With these bracers, 1 Harm is always deflected from the wearer... but it's converted into psychic feedback damage (Trauma) or confusion (something you're carrying will be lost)...)

A ghost appears, and, furious, attacks Evan. "Those are MINE...!"

Evan would have taken physical damage from the spectral attack, but the magic of the bracers protects him. Unfortunately, the psychic feedback wreaks havoc with Evan's psyche...

(Evan gets 1 Trauma: "I'm experiencing trauma about something in my past."

Evan's Forceful stat is disabled! (I rolled for it randomly, you can check!)

Roll Get Violent to fight the ghost! (Don't forget you have a Dawn Candle minor item that could help you if you want!)

Evan remembers being sick in bed on the farm so sick he couldn't leave his bed.
The scimitar hung limply in his hand.

He called upon an eldritch blast as he shrunk back from the beast to fight it.
He wiped at what he imagined to be sweat from sickness beading on his forehead.


13:10, Today: Evan rolled 3,6 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 3,6.  Get Violent with Evan's help.

Khaaven, quickly lights the dawn candle to aid his companion.

We are using 3 hp each and both can attack individualy with separate results if harm etc.

if yes to separate attacks, will my one with the shadows give me any bonus to this first attack. I normally roll 2d6 for a solo attack, so wanted to know what I should roll.

(I didn't expect that this was a Miniboss, therefore one damaging blow is enough to disrupt it and send it to its eternal reward, whatever that might be.

Evan's first die is a washout, 3. But his second one, for Khaaven's Agile, 6, will be sufficient.

I'll even let you not use up the Dawn Candle if you want.

Khaaven, when you attack the ghost, it THINKS that you've pierced its heart (or eye), and so, believing that it's received a mortal blow (even though it really did a long time ago), it wails and fades away forever.

Khaaven, describe exactly how you drive the ghost permanently to the other side.)

Evan leans for a moment on his scimitar then slumps over shivering dry heaving as if he is violently ill like when he was a child.

Khaaven seeing it was a spirit entity they were fighting readied a bolt which he had etched a rune on, one which he had seen a thief priest use. When he fired the bolt it flew true, striking the ghost in the eye. Upon impact the bolt flashed a ice blue color as the ghost wailed and dissolved from this world.

Evan, you are ok. Listen to me the creature never struck you, anything you are feeling is all in your mind.

Rolled a 5 for console so good to go once again

While Evan is registering what was said, Khaaven searches the room.

ouch loot roll is a 1

"What, who, oh Khaaven." The disoriented look slowly faded from his eyes.
Sitting up Evan shook his head, "Not at home."

For a moment Evan looked much younger but as he came to his senses his young adult looks returning.

Owwwww.... When Khaaven picked up one old rotten board, some sort of foot-long grub tried to burrow into his arm. He managed to pull it out and then stomp on it, but he's hurt-- and there's not even anymore loot in the room to make him feel better.

(Khaaven takes 1 Harm.)

Evan checks on Khaaven not wielding healing magics he tries bandaging him as best he can.

Let us move forward, we can set up a camp soon. I should be fine until then.

Nods slowly, "Alright since you feel up to it." Looking concerned but takes the lead.

18:07, Today: Evan rolled 3,6 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 3,6.  Move ahead.

(--On a roll of 6, choose one thing from the following list.

· There is a person, some persons, a monster, or some monsters here! On a 6, you spot them first. On a 4 or 5, they spot you first. On a 3 or lower, they spot you first and will always attack!
· There is something valuable here! (It might be hard to get ahold of it, though...)
· You find something hidden here! (It may or may not be Loot, but it will be of interest...)
· You find a clue here about something nearby. Take +1 die toward your next Move Forward roll.)

(I like you find something hidden here)

Evan finds no enemies nor loot in this room, but he does notice a message carved on the back of a door... If you are friendly, there is help for you on the Salty Dog

A little lower down, though, it also warns WATCH OUT FOR THE CULT in more recently-carved letters.

You remember the Salty Dog as being the name of one of the ships foundered here... You think it might be nearby...

"Looks like there might be someplace safe to camp on the Salty Dog,  though mention of this Cult. I bet this is why we were hired. It looks a lot more recently carved less mold around it."

Evan straightens, "I know you like to look for Loot I will help but I am eager to find what the problem is here and remove it. Maybe we should look for the Salty Dog."

I agree, let's find the Salty dog.

Move forward

rolled 2 and 6, loot or something of value again please
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In this new area, there's not one but two items of loot.

--One is a wooden box that's probably a jewelry box, but it's beautifully carved with dragons. It's worth as much as a gold doubloon just by itself.

--The other is that the box is on a shelf right next to a solid silver candlestick.

Each item is surely worth as much as the other.

However...

Scant inches away from these two items is a large patch of orange-yellow mold or fungus on the wall and ceiling, and... it looks a bit dangerous. It quivers the more the adventurers come close.

Getting either or both of these items could be risky...

(Roll Avoid Danger, please)

09:08, Today: Evan rolled 4,1 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 4,1.  Avoid Danger with Help.

That mold or whatever it is definitely going to react unpleasantly if either Evan or Khaaven disturb either of the items... who knows what could happen, but it's definitely going to be something. Not something fatal, not even to Khaaven who's already hurt, but definitely something unpleasant.

(No more rolls... grab them and take a consequence, or don't grab them and take no resulting consequence.)

Evan has Khaaven back way up and uses his scimitar to move those items to him away from the mold.

Evan gets the loot away from the mold...

The mold jumps off the ceiling and wall like a manta ray and tries to smother Evan!

However, he takes no damage-- he quickly hacks it to pieces until none of the pieces move anymore.

He got a huge lungful of the spores, though...

(Evan gains a new Trauma! (GM rolls dice): "I'm feeling terrible because because I like all this violence more than I feel I should..."

Evan's Charming stat is deactivated! (I mean come on, I'm not flipping a coin when we just did the other one a minute ago...))
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"We just keep killing things, I mean." Evan smiles a bit, "I know that is our job to clear this place out but I think I like it." Hands the items of loot to Khaaven.

Coughing a bit due to the spores.

"We should just set all these ships on fire and be done with it! Though I suppose there are some innocents on board like that frightened man."

Khaaven see's that Evan is coughing and breathing irregular. He preps a cloth with cool and clean water and ties it around Evan's throat, mouth, and nose. Use that for awhile it should help filter and remove the spores.

Rolled a 6 on console.

"Hmmm ? Thanks yeah damn spores." Breathes through the cloth, "I will keep this on for a while, I appreciate it."

"Shall we move on?"

Once they were ready, Khaaven led the way forward in the direction they believed the Salty dog to be.

4 on move forward

"Damn," says a voice over Khaaven's shoulder. "Kill them."

There are two men here in dark red robes. One is holding a large piece of parchment.

The bigger one smiles. "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GODDESS!!" he screams, as he attacks...

(MINIBOSS! TWO CULTISTS!

EACH OF YOU ROLL 2d6 TO GET VIOLENT AND I'LL TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENS!

(But just to give you a preview:
--6: you defeat a man right away
--4 or 5: you injure one of them, but don't subdue them immediately, this round and you take some Harm
--3 or lower-- they do Harm to you and they're still up)

Whomever rolls first must deal with the big guy first. Whomever rolls second can help with the big guy if needed, OR you may choose to target the normal-sized guy...

Also, if you want to try to defeat them without killing them, just say so. It won't affect the difficulty of fighting them.)

14:12, Today: Evan rolled 6,3 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 6,3.  Get Violent.

Spins to face the cultist running his way with his scimitar.
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The big man goes down after some expert thrusts with Evan's scimitar...

(Your turn to try to deal with the other guy, Khaaven... (Read my initial post about these guys for instructions...))
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Khaaven wheels around, seeing his targets he releases a bolt from his crossbow. It flies true but was a little slower than he would of liked.

Rolled 2 5's

The man grimaces in pain, and casts some sort of spell... or is it more of a curse...? Khaaven's entire body feels shaken violently as if by huge invisible hands...!

(Khaaven:
--Takes 1 Harm!
--Gets 1 Trauma! "I'm feeling terrible because I failed to kill when I should have!" Khaaven's Agile is deactivated!
--Loses some loot! The tiger eye gemstone and a gold doubloon fall from a belt pouch through a crack in the flooring, and they're gone!)

Evan faces what seems to be the cult leader.


14:47, Today: Evan rolled 4,2 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 4,2.  Get Violent.

(Evan takes 1 Harm... his Bracers turn the other Harm into Trauma:

--I've stopped feeling. Can't cry or grieve. Feel emotionally numb.

But that's just a symptom... the cause is:

--I'm experiencing trauma about a wound I got (just now)

Evan's Forceful stat is now deactivated.

HOWEVER, the two men are now both defeated.

1. Evan, describe your wound you got that's traumatized you. Was it from mystical means, or just a dagger to the torso?

2. So are either of these guys alive still, or are they both dead? (or both alive?))

Evan has a mark across his torso where blood was literally pulled up from his body by dark magic.

Probably both dispatched but I will let Khaaven have a say on it.

The area turns out to be a safe enough place to make camp... Evan heals up... Khaaven heals... some. Healing fully will take more time, more rest... but at least it's a start...

(Each of you regains 1 HP//loses 1 Harm.)

Khaaven does his best to console Evan of his lack of emotions.

working so quick post rolled a 3

Move Forward seeking help on the Salty Dog after they are done camping.


18:38, Today: Evan rolled 1,4 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 1,4.  Moving Forward.

(Hold up:

CONSOLE: On a 3, you choose: either their Trauma penalty goes away, but enemies attack right afterward, OR, Their Trauma penalty does NOT go away, but there is NOT an attack.

If you are Consoled, enemies are about to attack.)

We can be attacked since we were in one place for a long time.

We are attacked then

Your attentions are roused by the smaller of your two captives (gagged, to help keep him from doing magic) making noise. "Nnnn! Nnnnn! Nn nn nnnn! NNN-NNN!" he vocalizes, looking behind you in terror.

One of you turns (just one of you, in case this is the old "there's a monster behind you" trick).

It turns out there actually is a monster behind you-- a zombie.

It certainly hasn't been called here by your captive-- he's clearly terrified that it'll kill you and then eat him while he's still tied up...

(Roll 2d6 (since you're Consoled, Evan) to Get Violent.

(This is not another miniboss, by the way. I'll announce them.))

19:36, Today: Evan rolled 6,4 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 6,4.  Get Violent.


Evan moves quickly trying to decapitate the undead before it could fall on him and his traumatized friend.

Whew! Evan manages to destroy the zombie before it hurts anyone, be they combatant or captive.

(You can always try Make Camp again... or Console...

Or you could just try interrogating a prisoner, see if that gets you anything... (Evan's Charming isn't currently disactivated, after all...)

that's what I am hoping for a console then I can loot and camp with full dice. Plenty of loot here too potential, the mini boss and zombie now too

06:35, Today: Evan rolled 5,2 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 5,2.  Console Khaaven.

Evan spends time talking with Khaaven calming and reassuring his friend.

(The roll is successful... Khaaven is de-traumatized.

But I would also like to point out:

--On a roll of higher than 3, their Trauma penalty goes away. Narrate what you say to them to make them feel better!

You're supposed to basically sort of role-play it, not just summarize it!

Yesterday was a hard day, so I'll overlook it, but let's all keep that in mind for the future...)

I can RP it. Things are going to be hard for a while for me though.

"Hey listen, Khaaven you did just fine. Killing doesn't and shouldn't just come so naturally especially when dealing with humans even if they are cultists. We overcame them and were doing fine now ok." Evan smiled.

(Okay thanks. I understand. Was mostly just pointing it out for later in the future...

Okay, time for a new roll for something...)

Once Khaaven is feeling more himself he takes the time to search the room.

11:25, Today: Khaaven rolled 7 using 2d6 with rolls of 6,1.  Loot.

Now that the searching is done, Evan how about you question the cultists, see what might be ahead or where the loot is hidden. I will observe them to see if they give away anything by thier reactions.

Should roll 2d6 for charismatic for that.

Khaaven finds:

--1 Large pearl (about the size of a large grape). (1 Loot.)

--1 Bag of Slightly Good Holding: holds more than it should be able to. Not a LOT more... like 15% more. But hey, free useful bag! (1 Loot.)

--good buccaneer boots. Do you know how hard it is to find boots of this quality? Who cares that a zombie was the last one wearing them? (1 Loot.)

--excellent tri-corner hat: This is a seriously good-quality hat! Keeps the sun and rain off you. Who cares that a zombie was wearing it? (1 Loot.)

--A silver-inlaid straight-razor. Always sharp. I mean, it's not MAGICALLY sharp, it won't cut through stone or anything, but it has been enchanted not to never lose its edge. (2 Loot.)

--Minor Item: Spoon of Salt: This magic spoon is on its last charge, but it'd be handy if you were attacked by a plant. Or, like, a slug or snail or something. (+1 die roll to attack plants, slugs, and/or snails. (Yes, even over the normal maximum of 3).) (2 Loot.)



--Also, it's not exactly loot, but Khaaven gets a good look at that piece of parchment the smaller of the two cultists was holding (he dropped it during the fight).

It's a drawing that shows the arrangements of the ships stuck on the rocks/reefs. The diagram shows the Aurora, where you started, and the Golden Hind, where you are now, and the Salty Dog, right nearby. On the other side of that are the Unicorn and the Morning Star, and sort of behind them is the Viper.

There are a few other ships in the ship graveyard, but they aren't labeled. Guess the cultists have no interest in them, or maybe they just aren't in good enough shape to support exploring?

(Oh Evan definitely would like to put in that he wants the boots and hat ^_^)

"Khaaven if you don't mind, I would really like the boots and hat, the pearl too unless you have your heart set on it."

Khaaven goes about making camp.

rolled 1

not really concerned about loot, we will officially split it in town or like Salty dog. Then we can properly divide it but I am fine with you taking regular items as your pick. I can always trade or take other basic stuff.

(--On a 1, no Harm is removed, and 1 Trauma happens (unless a party member already has Trauma).

Khaaven gets: I'm feeling terrible because I'm sad we had to kill that monster even though it was a monster  (you pick which monster, doesn't have to be the zombie...)

12:35, Today: The GM rolled 1 using 1d2 with rolls of 1.  1 for agile 2 for insight..

Khaaven's Agile is deactivated!)

At this point, there is a knock at the doorway through which Evan and Khaaven entered this area.

They turn, and see... a woman. A woman who doesn't seem like an undead nor a cultist nor anything else that wants to kill them.

(Renee, introduce yourself.

The mayor of the town wanted an update, so he sailed out to the Alert, the ship that's waiting in case Evan and Khaaven need a ride back to town... and he brought a new adventurer with him.

Renee was pretty easily able to follow the trail of battles from the Aurora to this spot (maybe with a little magical help?)...)

"Well hello, you don't seem like your here to slay us, I'm Evan this is Khaaven. Nice to meet you miss ?"

"Mmm, no, I'm actually here as hired help.  The mayor was getting antsy, sailed out to check on your progress, and I agreed to head in and check."  The woman smiled, teeth slightly too sharp, and offered a half-curtsy.  "Renee Mallas, but this is not the place for formality.

A question for a question, though.  You weren't hard to follow, but anything immediately important I should know?"

"Plenty of undead, a cult seems to be in the place. There is also a survivor who might have been from a recently crashed ship or an adventurer that went crazy. Also we found a giant dragonfly wing. So keep alert for things above eye level in case we have something like that crawling or flying about still. Oh and the Salty Dog may have a safe place though we have not verified that yet."

Renee blinked twice at Evan's report.  "Can't say I've dealt with undead before, so that'll be a learning experience.  The giant dragonfly sounds interesting, though."  She absently licked her lips, considering the news.  "What's the Salty Dog?  Another ship?"

"Yes, it's one of the crashed ships here."

"Alright.  So, safety behind, danger for now, and potentially safety ahead - I take it the plan is to push onward to this Salty Dog?"  Renee nodded to herself, before she almost absently pointed to the downed cultists.  "You have a plan, or should I jinx them so thoroughly they can't stand up?  I presume you're not interested in killing them, since you haven't yet."

"Oh those are some cultists we were going to question them. They attacked us we really haven't had the chance to question them we got attacked by a zombie a short time ago. You want to have a crack at questioning them ?"

Yes, we were going to question them. Feel free to do so while I observe them see if they have any tells. I am also not quite myself feeling a little clumsy and still slightly injured.

Would love a console to fix agile trauma, I can deal with the 1 harm since 3 of us now.

After questioning we can continue to the Salty dog.

"Sure," Renee purred, turning to the prisoners with a smirk.  "So, naughty children playing games, only to find themselves helpless on a ghost ship.  Should we leave you here, alone, or are you willing to talk about your little games?"

Talk it Over result of 4, they demand something more in return.

22:23, Today: Renee rolled 9 using 3d6 with rolls of 4,1,4.  Talk It Over, Evan assist.

"...Before we speak of such things..." says the smaller (and smarter-looking) of the two men, "we want a promise that you will see us returned to dry land, and then to release us. We promise that we will then leave this area, and not return until this graveyard of ships is... cleansed."

Evan looks at the others with a should we or should we toss them in the ocean look.

"I'm not invested - they fought you two, not me.  I was planning to leave them with loose ropes, but too heavily jinxed to free themselves quickly, so this would just be letting them escape sooner."

"Fine, We will escort you to the ship. We won't leave you at our backs. You tell us all we want to know though starting with what being you worship along with what the major threat is out here is."

"The first, I will tell you. The second... I do not know as much about as I think you would wish," he says. "But... do you really not know of Calum? Calum, queen of blood? Calum, goddess of fear? Calum, she of the oaths of the dark moon?"

Renee has heard of Calum... Some say that in ancient times she was an evil human queen (you know how rotten some humans can be) so wicked that her legends elevated (lowered?) her to folk-villain status...  Others say that she never really existed in real life, but began merely as a boogey-person to frighten children into eating their dinner and going to bed early. Either way, there are also shadowy cults that want to make people's belief in her even more powerful, so as to make her a demi- or full goddess... There are a few such cults, but Calum's is arguably the worst.

"A corpse, now, long since dead.  Cruel in life, a boogeyman in death.  If her spirit lingered, she'd have chosen a champion, empowered them in her name.  She hasn't - she's gone."

Evan didn't know much about such things he would have to ask his patron later so he listened to Renee.

"So tell us what you know of the other then and of the threats to be faced on this shipwrecked labyrinth."

The man looks both unimpressed and unmoved by Renee's words.




"I imagine you know much of the threats already. Insects, plants, a few elementals here and there... and the undead. In my opinion, the most problematic. The... leader of our particular... sect... is... acting... unlike himself, lately. He may be... I hate to admit this, but... well, I suspect that he may be in danger of being possessed by a spirit that has nothing to do with Calum. I..." He hesitates. "...You will probably be able to find him on board the wreck of the Viper."
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Evan nods, "There was a person running about in terror of being possessed was that him ?"

"Ah, no. We left our leader behind us. It sounds like you ran across Lars. Lars was of a frailer mental constitution than most of us... the undead and other monsters here drove him mad. He was on edge for quite a while, but snapped entirely just a few days ago."

"Khaaven, any questions for our attackers ?"

11:10, Today: Evan rolled 2 using 1d6 with rolls of 2.  Head Back to the Village Early (Additional dice for helpers).
Plus whoever else is helping can roll.

14:43, Today: Renee rolled 4 using 1d6 with rolls of 4.  Head Back to Village Early.

Pending Khaven's roll, that is "Lose an item or take 1 harm, GM's choice."

(GM rolls randomly: Loot loss... The pearl)

Working their way backward again with their prisoners, the party finally makes it back to the spot on the Aurora where they got on in the first place.

The only downside is that the large pearl is lost... it must have been jostled from a pouch or pocket during all the jumping between ships and over broken flooring and such...

Having only recently left the vessel, Renee smiled and nodded, offering reassurances that all was well - "We just needed to escort these two back, they were injured and attacked by a zombie, and asked us to escort them to safety," - and reporting briefly back to the mayor.

"Of course, I-- but-- but-- but-- but what were they doing there? How did they get there?" wonders the mayor. He eyes the larger of the two men. "...Say, haven't I seen you around town? What were you people--"

"--My private yacht ran aground," says the not-large man who was the adventurers' prisoner until moments before. "It then sank, but the two of us swam to the ships' graveyard." He eyes the adventurers. "There... may have been other survivors.. it is too soon to say."

"There is another man in there we saw he was terrified, we tried to calm him but he spoke of ghosts and undead before running off. It looked like he was a survivor of a wreck also though we weren't able to talk to him long."

"Oh dear," says the mayor. "Well, do what you can..."

Renee smiled reassuringly, mindful how her teeth could make a smile appear.  "I assure you, mayor, we'll rescue further survivors just as we did these two fellows."

"I guess we should get back now then. Take care Mayor."

To one of the guard, "There are indications of other survivors on a ship called the Salty Dog. Still any thing coming off that floating labyrinth should have a close eye kept on them." the warning given for the Mayor and others safety Evan is ready to depart.

08:11, Today: Evan rolled 3,2,2 using 1d6,1d6,1d6 with rolls of 3,2,2.  Moving Forward.

Really bad rolls.

(MINIBOSS: DRAUGR

)

This unpleasant thing is worse than just a zombie... it's an ancient raider that's tougher than just a typical undead. It's going to take more than just one lucky hit to put this thing down.

(MINIBOSSES: Like regular combat encounters but it takes two hits with Get Violent to take them out. They also do 2 Harm at a time. (No more than 3 Minibosses per dungeon.)

(Oops, forgot the "and they attack immediately" part.

10:36, Today: The GM rolled 1 using 1d3 with rolls of 1.  1 E, 2 K, 3 R..

Evan gets 2 Harm.

EXCEPT HE DOESN'T because he wears the Bracers...

So...

10:44, Today: The GM rolled 3 using 2d2 with rolls of 2,1.  1 = trauma... 2 = Loot loss.

One of each.

10:46, Today: The GM rolled 1 using 1d16 ((1)).

Symptom: Evan needs an intervention (addicted to something: magic? adrenaline?)

But that's just a symptom...

Cause: Evan is feeling upset because of letting those two cultists go...

Evan's Forceful is disabled!)


The draugr hacks at Evan with his barnacle-covered axe.

Evan's bracers flash and the damage is prevented... but...

...A gold dubloon goes rolling away to disappear in a crack in the flooring...

..And... Evan's mind isn't really on this fight, now. It's on how frustrated he is about letting those two cultists go...! He didn't really mean to promise that...!

(I'll let you decide if Evan needs an intervention because he is now addicted to spellcasting or to the adrenaline that comes with risky combat itself...)

Renee's eyes flashed, and two tails briefly peaked out from beneath her dress as she gestured soothingly toward the draugr.  "Back to sleep, warrior."

The draugr stumbled as the strength momentarily fled from its limbs, its axe slipping free and gouging into the creature's side before the monster could regain its grip.

21:19, Today: Renee rolled 6,2 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 6,2.  Get Violent w/Candle.

Evan uses magic a stunning grounding bolt to try and hold it in place and damage it.



19:28, Today: Evan rolled 2,6 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 2,6.  Get Violent w/ candle.

(09:09, Today: The GM, on behalf of Khaaven, rolled 9 using 2d6 with rolls of 6,3.  Attacking for Khaaven.

Renee and Khaaven each got a 6...)

Between them, Renee and Khaaven are able to destroy the Draugr.

"Sorry couldn't..." Evan just let's it trail off.

Watching the Draugr fall.

"Good work."

Sits down leaning against the side of the hull.

Renee looked over at the warlock oddly.  "Odd time to suddenly act subdued.  Was there something about that creature that bothered you?"

"I don't know I just..." He shrugged still looking as if someone had taken the life out of him.

"He hit me but, I don't think he cut me." Checks himself over.

Khaaven tells Evan and Renee that this adventure is getting to him, and that he's going to head on back to the Alert and rest further and take a break from it. He hopes he'll be back soon, but he can't say exactly when, and he hopes that his two allies understand, but that the oppressive evil air of Harkaway's Folly is getting to him.

Evan wishes him well resting his hand on his friends shoulder for a moment.

"I understand I feel it to. I will try to remove what evil I can from it. Don't worry you have already done a lot of good."

"Maybe it's a humanoid thing, or maybe it's just frequent fights?" Renee offered uncertainly.  "I understand your humor and anger well, but sadness still gives me problems."

"Yeah there have been a lot of fights, and most have been with undead. They are a very taxing foe."

Now that they seem ready he prepares again.

"Alright.  The next undead we see, I'll see if I can turn the fight into a comedy," Renee said, her smile full of teeth.  "Onward to slapstick!"

OOC: The dice are hot!

19:24, Today: Renee rolled 4,6 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 4,6.  Move Forward.

Smiles a bit despite himself and follows.

Before Evan and Renee get very far, they walk into a new area... and find an owl-Aarakocra looking around... He doesn't seem like a new monster, but more like another adventurer such as themselves...

"Whoah, hello ? Who might you be."

The owl-Aarakocra seemed to be waiting for the two to arrive.
Good Day to you.  My name is Downytouch Lightbreeze.
A friend of mine said his cousin and family lived in these parts.  I promised him I would visit them and say hello.
However it seems this place has a bad case of souls that do not know when it is time for them to sleep.
It has prevented me from finding them.  So when I heard your footsteps I was hopeful.

Your not sure how but the owl beak seem to have a friendly smile on it.

"You have family here, we might know where they may be located. Most of these floating mazes of ships house monsters or cultists but there has been some indication of at least one place that may be more peaceful. My name is Evan my friend here Renee."

Mmmmm, wings.

"I rather doubt they live in the ships themselves.  Perhaps the rigging?" Renee offered, eyes repeatedly flicking to the strange creature's wings.

Downytouch answered.
I am please to meet you Evan and Renee.
I have no family here it is my friends family.  They are very good at hiding but I never thought of looking in the rigging.   Thank you for the advice Renee.
And so what are you two doing here?  This place is not the sort of place most people would come out too, for an afternoon stroll.
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"Well, we are trying to clear away the evil things that have settled in this place. If you want help finding your friends family it might not be a bad idea joining us. We are stronger together."

Evan smiles.

"My story's pretty simple - the mayor hired me to investigate, and I like history."  She shrugged her acquiescence to Evan's offer - more bodies meant more safety, even if the bird triggered her hunting instincts.

The Owl thinks for a moment.
It would be wrong of me not to offer my help to you two.  He again smiles at the two.
Also the pursuit of knowledge is a noble thing.  Which ever branch.  History is indeed a fascinating thing.
I think it only right that I join you until you are both safe.  Please lead the way.

OOC:
Downy is a 6ft tall powerful bird of pray.  So the question is which one Downy or Renee is the hunter and which would be the pray (not one I like try work out)? :)

Although if they teamed up I think most animal would be in big trouble.
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Welp, the roll involved a 6, so:

Move Forward:
--On a roll of 6, choose one thing from the following list.

· There is a person, some persons, a monster, or some monsters here! On a 6, you spot them first.
· There is something valuable here! (It might be hard to get ahold of it, though...)
· You find something hidden here! (It may or may not be Loot, but it will be of interest...)
· You find a clue here about something nearby. Take +1 die toward your next Move Forward roll.

There are no monsters in this new area, but there's a message that's been carved crudely onto the wall:


Renee notes that the message has a few magical sigils around it that should hide the message from being noticed, but she and Evan and Downytouch can all see and read it. Guess everyone in the party of adventurers are the sort of readers the message was meant for.

From here, there's choice: forward (and a little to the left) toward the Unicorn, or downward, deeper into the hold of the Salty Dog?

"Oh, this looks fun.  Magically hidden, semi-cryptic warnings in an abandoned ship?  If that's not a trap I'll chase my tails."

Despite the words, Renee's eyes lit up and her mouth quirked into a delighted smile.  Trickery was fun, and how could any self-respecting kitsune not join the game?

"Let's walk into it."

"To the Salty Dog it is then." Evan said he was practically vibrating waiting to fight more of these creatures and yet his passion rung hallow.

I am happy to follow you two.  I feel you have a better understanding of this place and the message we found.

He then turns to Renee.

Asking in a polite way.  Do you often chase your tail Ms Renee.

The bird is trying to understand the meaning behind what she just said.

OOC:
Downy will help with moving on.

"No, especially not while in this form.  I'm flexible, but not to that extent," Renee replied, heading deeper into the ship.

17:02, Today: Renee rolled 1,4 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 1,4.  Move Foward.

DM's choice of results.

You all enter the new area...

In each of the two far corners of the room, on the ceiling, are large dragonflies, each at least 3 feet long and 3 feet wide in wingspan.

(16:28, Today: The GM rolled 2 using 1d2 with rolls of 2.  1, they're mad 2. they're cautious.)

They buzz anxiously once the adventurers are fully in the room, but they don't attack immediately-- possibly they are briefly intimidated by being outnumbered?

The hesitation is only brief, though. The nearer dragonfly spurts a little breath of fire from its head... (they are dragonflies, after all).

It's clear that they will attack in the next instant, unless the adventurers do so first...


(Tempting as it was, these are not bosses nor minibosses, so the normal rules apply.)

Downytouch steps to the side.  Flaps his wings once and cups his hands.  As small amount of water appears.
Fellow Creatures of the air.  We come in peace.  We are just passing through as the wind does on our wings.  We wish you no harm.  My hands offer clean water to show my good intent.

Downy tries to convince them the group will not hurt them and allow the group to rest a little in this area.  The Dragonfly's can keep watch over the group while they rest.

OOC:
00:13, Today: Downytouch Lightbreeze rolled 8 using 3d6 with rolls of 1,6,1.  Talk It Over (1) Base Dice (2) CHARMING (3) If using cleric skill or help from other players.
Seems Downy is such a fluffy creature, everybody loves him.

There's a sort of calm moment where the wind outside the ship and the pounding of the waves against the hull ease up, and there's a moment of tranquility, as if Downytouch's god was blessing this moment with something holy and sacred.


(Talk It Over: When you ask something from someone willing to listen

Talk It Over: When you ask something from someone willing to listen

Talk It Over: When you ask something from someone willing to listen

09:11, Today: The GM rolled 3 using 1d4 with rolls of 3.  4, works for a second, 1-3, it doesn't.)


And then the dragonfly nearest Downytouch breathes a line of fire at him. Ow ow ow!

(Downytouch takes 1 Harm.)

Guess that holy-feeling moment was a coincidence...

"Tasty bugs shouldn't play with fire, lest they become a snack," Renee said, smirking as her eyes tracked the flames striking Downey, pouring her powers into the sparks flying free and jinxing the dragonflies.

One spark flew back toward the bugs, landing on an old greasy rag that ignited instantly, sending a plume of flames upwards and roasting the two dragonflies in seconds.

"Mmmmm."

OOC: 18:07, Today: Renee rolled 4,4 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 4,4.  Get Violent w/Downey assist.

19:23, Today: Renee rolled 2 using 1d6 with rolls of 2.  Missing Get Violent roll.
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Evan looks like he wants to do something he even takes his scimitar out but ends up just hanging his head with his limbs dangling at his sides.

The dragonflies are not immune to fire, for all that they are able to breathe it forward, and they are soon dead.

The flames get a bit out of control, though, burning Renee as well before they die out.

(Renee takes 1 Harm.)

Evan says, "I'm sorry this was... at any rate we need to tend to your wounds. You got some bad burns there."

I think we need to camp and rest here.  Then I can look over my wounds, Renee.  I also need to look you over Even.  You seem to have a fatigue problem.

OOC:
Are the others happy we camp here and roll a camp check?
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"Yeah something is wrong, like someone put the fires of my soul out."

Helps set up camp.

Careless of me, Renee thought, wincing at her burns.  At least they weren't too severe, not that scarring mattered to a shapeshifter, but shifting always left her feeling achy for hours.

"Jinxes and misfortune are not the safest magics to control," Renee said, shaking her scorched hand.  "Entertaining and versatile, though, so worth the risk.  And, well, I'm none too skilled with foxfire."

OOC: 01:21, Today: Renee rolled 3,1 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 3,1.  Make Camp.
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"You did well enough, it's just the bugs were good with fire too." Evan offers with a soft smile.

Downnytouch waited and tried to help as much as he could with the camp.
Once they made camp he went over to Renee.  Looked at her wounds and tries to use his healing skills to help her.  Using encouraging words and actions.

We have a good camp in-spite of this place being so hard on everybody.  You have done very well Renee.  We will all be able to rest and get better thanks to you.
He also gets Evan to sit down and look him over.  Something was not right with the human in battle.  His will seem to disappear and the cleric was worried about him as well.  He uses his clerical magic abilities to see if Evan needs healing as well.

OOC:
20:03, Today: Downytouch Lightbreeze rolled 11 using 2d6 with rolls of 5,6.  Heal / Console + CHARMING.
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(Downytouch, you will successfully console Evan, and his Forceful shall be restored.

I encourage y'all to write out roleplaying that, but if you don't both want to, I accept that too.)

Renee shrugged off Downey's words.  "I know my strengths, and I know my limits.  I was literally playing with fire, and got burned.  It's happened before, it'll happen again, and eventually I'll master it."

Her eyes drifted over to the dragonflies.  "Anybody else want roast dragonfly?"

"Yuck not me." Evan chuckled looking at the burnt bugs.

"Should have known they would be here from the wing I found didn't think there would be so many or that they breathed fire."

Evan looks to Downy and thanks him, "Thanks, I feel better. Keeps happening where I seem to lose my spirit, it is strange I will have to pay more attention to it. Didn't realize it was so bad."

"Don't knock it until you've tried it, insects can be delicious," Renee faux-scolded, heading over to the cooked bugs and cracking them apart like lobsters.

After a rest, with time to eat (the dragonflies were unexpectedly spicy but still delicious) and bandage Downytouch's wounds (her own were none too severe, and blithely ignored in favor of food), Renee rose to her feet and pointed toward the door.  "Everyone ready for more trouble?" she asked, but didn't bother gather her party before venturing forth.

17:42, Today: Renee rolled 5,6 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 5,6.  Move Forward.

Choice: · There is something valuable here! (It might be hard to get ahold of it, though...)

This is another one of those holds where there's a hole in the bottom of the ship. This one, though, unlike the last one, looks like someone has purposely enlarged it.

Standing near the large hole, holding an ivory wand, is an elf with lavender-colored skin. He's got the wand raised, but it seems like it's a defensive posture only, for now. "I heard the fight with the insects upstairs... are you friends? or foes? Speak!" the elf asks.

"Were not going to attack you unless you attack us. Why don't we just talk find out if were friends ok ?" Evan will keep his weapon lowered not wielding it in a threatening manner.

(Roll Charming to try to reassure the elf...

So let's see, that's... DANG, you all have Charming. The max is 3d6... roll 3d6.)

OOC: To keep it moving...

05:15, Today: Renee rolled 2,3,5 using 1d6,1d6,1d6 with rolls of 2,3,5.  Talk It Over

--On a 4 or 5, they demand something more in return.

"Whew. All right." The elf puts his wand down. "My signs and signals should have been invisible to enemies, but you can never know about things like that for sure, especially in a place like this. So anyway... I've got stuff that might help you... but not for free. Interested in hearing about what I've got to offer?"

"Yes, we would love to hear. Please let us know. So your the help that has been writing messages on the ships ?"

Downytouch smiles.
"Talking and agreeing to help each other.  Even if it is for a price is so much better than trying to hurt each other.  So please tell us what you have.  Also maybe what you need or are looking for?"

"Yep, all me."



"I've got a healing pill... You just pop it into your mouth if you get hurt in a long battle and bite down hard on it. I've also got a powder that'll dispel magic... but it depends on what kind of magic it is, I'm afraid it works much better with some magic than with others..."

"As for what I want, any kind of valuable treasure should do. My people use them to trade with others for things we need. So, I help you, you help us... win-win, right?"

(--The Healing Pill is a Minor Item, so it's worth 2 Loot.

--The Dispel Magic powder is a major item, so it's worth 4 Loot.)

"The healing pill, I think," Renee said, glancing over at her two companions and seeing their agreement.  "Evan, you're carrying the treasure, if you'd pick two to trade in?"

Evan nods and turns over the gold bird cage dedicated to Petey the parrot.

"Here, I believe this should do."

"Oh my... that will do nicely, thank you..." says the elf.

(The party acquires minor item: Healing Pill that will heal 1 Harm instantly)

Downytouch ask the elf.
Have you set up shop here in this room or are you wondering the ship like us?

"No no, this is the only above-surface area here that I'll go to, now. It didn't used to be as bad, before, as it is now. But... there's an evil presence, here, and it's making everything worse and worse..."

"Above surface?  Do you mean, above the water line, or...?" Renee asked, face showing a mix of curiosity and puzzlement.  "And what details do you have about this great evil?  Sounds like a good way to earn a tail."

"Yes... Are... you... not familiar with sea elves? We're, ah, amphibious. Actually do better underwater, really..."





"None, save that it is supernatural in origin. Magic, or something else, or a combination of magic and something else... I really don't know..."

"Well...no.  I may have two tails, but I'm only fifty, I'm still learning.  I'd thought maybe there was a layer of sunken ships, with magic holding the air inside," Renee said.

"That would be fascinating if there was, and certainly show strong magic was at play. So the number of your tails indicates your age ?" Evan looks at Renee curiously.

He then looks back to the sea elf, "Thank you for your help, we will try to find and deal with the great evil here so hopefully it doesn't effect your people below the waves over time."

Downytouch looks across at Renee.

That a lot of years.  You must have seen a loads of thing, talked to loads of people and learn a lot of interesting things.  I would love to hear about them when we next camp.  If you don't mind?

This was asked with a very naive innocent charm.  The owl was clearly not being rude in any way.

"No, we're born with one tail, and earn more by proving ourselves - it can be acts of greatness, obtaining wisdom, improving our skills, gaining power...lots of ways, but they all take time.  I earned my second by learning to shapeshift so young - it's more usual to take about a century to develop the power and control needed."

The paused, doing a little mental math.  "We're a bit like elves - a short childhood, long adolescence, and then remaining in our primes until death or ascension.  Socially I'd be...I think sixteen as a human, and something like eighty as an elf?"

OOC: Move forward or continue the RP scene?  I'm fine with either.

"That is amazing, to live so long. Well I hope to be with you when you earn a new tail." Evan smiled learning a bit more about his new companion made him feel good and closer to her. It also made him wonder about Downey he had never met a being like Downey before though he had heard of bird folk before on the farm.

Downy was trying to get his head round what Renee is saying.
I am technically eighteen in human years.  However his voice betrays after hearing what Reveene had said he was not so sure.  What do you mean by a century?  I thought that was something to do with history of the lands?

Renee frowned.  "A century is a hundred years, and is also the normal age for a kitsune to master shapeshifting.  I managed it in just under fifty years, hence the major accomplishment."

She turned to Evan and offered a half-shrug.  "Jokes aside, unless there is a world-ending threat hidden among this graveyard, your children would likely have passed from old age before I earn a third tail.  Still, the thought is appreciated."

"Oh, shame I would have loved to be there for it. Seems like it would be a very legendary thing." Evan shrugs.

"Should we continue on ?"

Downy just looked at Evan as if his whole world had been turns up side down.
As if someone had proved that the sun was purple and rainbows are living creatures that can speak.

The old wise ones are said sometimes to see ninety to maybe a hundred summers.  But you talk as if you hope to see many a hundred summers?  Do you come from the lands of the gods?

"Funny you should ask that, actually..." Renee said, lips quirking into a mischievous smirk.  "I don't come from there, but the oldest and wisest kitsune - those who have lived ten centuries and earned all nine tails - can ascend to join them as a servant.
 Save up your questions and I'll try to answer everything next time we rest, alright?" she finished, preparing to push onward.

There was something about the words "those who have lived ten centuries and earned all nine tails" that physically ruffled Downy's feathers.  He looked a Renee with a wary look.
I also think we should move on.  He said as he also starts to prepare to move on.

Evan nods, "Fine by me to move on."

OOC: 13:09, Today: Renee rolled 5,6 using 1d6,1d6 ((5,6)).

· You find something hidden here! (It may or may not be Loot, but it will be of interest...)

You come to a spot between the hulls of the ship you're on, and the next ship ahead.

There's a golden flag hanging from a fallen mast up above.

No, really, it looks like real gold thread or pounded gold or something...

The trouble is, to get it, you'd have to climb or fly up. There's no danger of the ships crashing together, but there's a danger of falling, if you can't fly... and there's so much broken, splintered timbers on the way up, it'd even make flying risky...

(Roll Avoid Danger (Agile) to see about getting it... Or you could just Move Forward...)

OOC:
Would being able to fly count as if I was (Agile) as I have my hands free to move some of the some obstetrical?  It got be easier to fly up that just climb?

(The roll must still be Agile.)

Renee looked over the destroyed rigging, biting her lip pensively.  "I could shift out of this human shape to climb up easily, but I don't think I could get it free without shifting back, and I'd probably fall doing that.  Hmmm."  Her gaze shifted lower, looking among the fallen wreckage.  "Maybe I could take a rope up?  It'd minimize the damage from the fall."

"We could hold the rope that way we could just real you up if you do fall." Evan offers looking for a place they could brace themselves and help Renee best.

I would have the strength to help with that.
Downy added.

"Here I go..." Renee said, trailing off as she melted into her true form, a kitsune: a fox with two tails.  "Tie a rope around my waist and I'll try to reach the flag."

OOC: This roll fails (nobody is Agile, right?), but RPing it through.

12:38, Today: Renee rolled 3 using 1d6 with rolls of 3.  Avoid Danger (Agile).

Holding the rope tight so Renee doesn't fall to far if she falls.


Is this a help ? Can Downey and I help ?

(It's a group roll... but NONE of you have Agile! So no, just the 1 die.

Renee takes 1 Harm.)

Owwwwww. Renee scrapes up against a jagged, splintered board. That hurt.

BUT... she got the flag, and got back!

It really feels like some sort of gold-leaf... but if it were really made of gold, it'd be more delicate than this feels. Must be magical!

(Flag of Courage: Looking at this flag will automatically cure ONE Trauma per mission. It is also worth 2 loot.)

Will help bandage Renee up.

"Hey you got it !" He smiles wide.

Should we rest and deal with your wounds Renee?
Downny looked worried.

"Ow.  Ow.  Ow."

Renee's muzzle is twisted in pain, her soft fur caked with blood, and her voice is sharp and oh-so-controlled.

"Shapeshifting back to kitsune is easy, into a human is hard.  I'll rest when I can clean up, you take point."

OOC: 07:44, Today: Renee rolled 4,5 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 4,5.  Move Forward.

--On a 4 or 5, the GM chooses one thing from the following list:

I'm standing behind the boys, letting them walk into danger.

((It's ok Renee we don't mind protecting you right now.))

http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iNMG...9-FungusSkeleton.jpg

Some sort of undead blocks the way. It prepares to attack... but it's also cautious, not letting its guard down...

Downnytouch looks over at the others.  He not sure what group wants to do.
His claws are ready.

"Well, our goal is to remove the undead and other threats."

Evan looked toward the skeleton wondering why it hadn't attacked them yet which was odd.

"Can you speak ?" He called out to the skeleton.

That did it-- it attacks!

(Roll for Get Violent...)

Evan jumps into his attacks with his scimitar against the skeleton. Downward swings of his blade.



Added dice if people help.
11:31, Today: Evan rolled 15 using 3d6 with rolls of 6,3,6.  Get Violent with help.

(No reason why they wouldn't help...

Success!

Someone tell me who landed the blow that destroyed the thing, and describe it!)

Evan's scimitar bites deeply into the skeleton, cutting down and across the chest, splitting the creature's upper body in twain.  The skeleton held together briefly, almost taking another step forward, before the animating energy failed and it collapsed to the ground.

"Ick," Renee said, content with just the one word.

"Well, one more undead dealt with." Evan smiles and takes out a rag to clean his blade.

"You want to look around Renee, see if it was guarding anything ?"

That sounds like a good idea.  Downy agrees with Even.

"Just because I can search the smaller nooks..." Renee huffed, smirk hidden by her vulpine muzzle, but she trotted forward and began searching the room.

OOC: I think I'm the only Insightful?  We need to get that posted on the OOC.

19:16, Today: Renee rolled 1,4 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 1,4.  Loot the Area.

--On a roll of 4 or 5, you find a little loot, or maybe just one Minor Item.

There are a pair of rotted boots over in one corner.

But the big buckles are gold... and fancy.

(The buckles are worth 1 loot (together, not each). I'll add them to your Loot list.)

"You two are prying these buckles free, since I lack thumbs," Renee informed her companions, using one paw to drag the the shoes over and dropping them at their feet.  "I am not putting old, rotting shoes in my mouth."

Prys the buckles off and hands them to Downy.

"Here you go, as the newest member of our group." Evan smiles.

Move Forward


07:52, Today: Evan rolled 4 using 1d6 with rolls of 4.  Move Forward.


Evan presses on after passing off the buckles.

08:32, Today: Evan rolled 5 using 1d6 with rolls of 5.  Renee's Help.

(You find a clue here about something nearby. Take +1 die toward your next Move Forward roll.)

There is nothing of particular interest in the next area.

But Renee's sharp eyes spot a sort of crack in the wall where one wouldn't expect there to be one...

...It's a secret door! Hmmmm...

"Boys?  I've found something," Renee said, trotting over to the hidden door.  "I'm not too familiar with shipbuilding, but I imagine a secret door on one is quite unusual, no?"

Evan nods, "I wouldn't imagine so, I agree."

He heads over, "Let's check it out !" He says with a wide smile.

He will try and open it now that Renee has pointed it out.

17:10, Today: Evan rolled 5,6 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 5,6.  Moving Forward w/ help from Renee.



Evan opens the secret door and moves in.

--On a roll of 6, choose one thing from the following list.

· There is a person, some persons, a monster, or some monsters here! On a 6, you spot them first.
· There is something valuable here! (It might be hard to get ahold of it, though...)
· You find something hidden here! (It may or may not be Loot, but it will be of interest...)
· You find a clue here about something nearby. Take +1 die toward your next Move Forward roll.

Downytouch stays back and let the others do the work.  He has a lot to learn and it best to stay out the way.
Did you find anything interesting? He asks Evan.

Beyond the door a scraping sound could be heard. Something came into view they were looking at the back of some creature as they opened the secret door. Evan looked over his shoulder and held one finger to his lips. His eyes then went back to the creature.

Some monster lay beyond the door.

It's some sort of big mantis thing, about five and a half feet tall. It clicks and trills to itself now and then... it seems to be eating...

The light's not great, and the mantis itself is mostly blocking your view, but it looks like it may have killed a cultist...?

(You can attack, or you can try to roll Move Again in another direction and try to go around the mantis...)

https://cdna.artstation.com/p/...er018.jpg?1605387733

Oh that a nasty looking creature.  Let me help.
The bird flies forward drops down with both it clawed feet onto the creature.

(11:14, Today: Downytouch Lightbreeze rolled 17 using 3d6 with rolls of 6,5,6.  Get Violent)

The mantis is defeated without injury to our heroes!

Downytouch, narrate how one or both of your teammates helped!

Downy sweeps down onto the mantis, his clawed feet out.  The others had never seen him really in action but now they would.
The bird of pray was swift and strong.  His two claws lock hold of the creature's own claws.  Now the mantis own claws were unable to move or strike the group.  The two creature of pray tussled in a test of will and strength.  Neither really able to overcome the other.  Downy did have the advantage of height.  His wings.  Slowly he was trying to lift the mantis up.  The creature however dug itself in to the wood of the ship to prevent this.

Seeing what was happening and with quick wit.  Renee moved her arms and pointed at the creature.  A spray of red and black light came out of her hands.  It covered the mantis legs and was gone.  It would have seemed at first pointless but as Downy pulled on the creature it found it could not get a grip with it's feet any more.  Then one leg slipped.  Then another.  Now because of Renee spell Downy had full control.  Renee spell had removed it ability to dig into the ground and save itself.  The bird lift the mantis up to expose it's underbelly.
Now Called Downy.
Khaaven move up careful and took aim.  With one long and well place cut the creature upper body and lower body was cut from it self.  The signal of this event hit the creatures brain and it went limp.
With one clean swipe Khaaven had killed the creature with no harm done to the others or himself.  Such a well place movement any master of the blade would be proud off.

Letting Khaaven move back first Downy let the body drop to the ground.

Downy looked back at the other two.  Nothing needed to be said.  The creature had been down quickly and with no damage to anybody.  A team effort each playing a part and each vital to the win.  Downy with his strength, claws and wings.  Renee with her quick wit and magic talent and Khaavan with his mastery of the blade and wonderful timing.
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With the overgrown insect destroyed, Renee began poking her nose around the room, searching for anything interesting.

OOC: 13:22, Today: Renee rolled 3,6 using 1d6,1d6 with rolls of 3,6.  Loot the Area.

Near the dead body, Renee finds a small (slightly cracked) Buckler of Magical Defense. Didn't help enough against a giant mantis, though.

(The Buckler of Magical Defense is a smallish shield that lets you roll an extra die (yes, even more than 3) when fighting spellcasters or those who use magical attacks (if you're not sure, ask, and the GM will tell you).

However, the Buckler is slightly cracked. If you use it and roll a 1 (even if you also roll something higher), the Buckler will be broken afterward.

The (cracked) Buckler of Magical Defense is worth 2 Loot.)

"Nice find." Evan smiles to Renee.

Evan leads the way forward.


13:19, Today: Evan rolled 6 using 1d6 with rolls of 6.  Move Forward.

MOVE FORWARD:

--On a roll of 6, choose one thing from the following list.

· There is a person, some persons, a monster, or some monsters here! On a 6, you spot them first.
· There is something valuable here! (It might be hard to get ahold of it, though...)
· You find something hidden here! (It may or may not be Loot, but it will be of interest...)
· You find a clue here about something nearby. Take +1 die toward your next Move Forward roll.


The GM will narrate the results.

There is a person, some persons or a monster here and we spot them first.

In the next area there is a monster.

Imagine if a big elephant-seal had the head (and skin) of a shark instead, but then also imagine that instead of flippers in front, it had the legs (and claws) of a lion. Tail's still seal-like though.

Oops, never mind, no need to imagine it, it's right in front of you.

This is a very large area. The floor is all right, but the walls have collapsed into one big area-- including the sea being visible from where you are standing.

There's a collapsed mast that's fallen in... hey, you could climb it to get to the next ship! If you didn't have to worry about this powerful beast in your way.

The beast has nostrils AND gills... but from its very labored breathing, it feels like it'd be much more comfortable underwater.

Based on the ugly mess of blood, bones, and robes over to your right, here's what seems to have happened: the beast detected human cultists, jumped up here to eat them, ate them... but now it's having trouble returning to the sea.

Or maybe it's just resting because it's full?

Or maybe it's wounded on its far side, where you can't see?

Whatever the case, its eyesight and sense of smell seem terrible up here out of the water.

Too soon to say how good or bad its out-of-water hearing might be, since you're being quiet.

WILL YOU:
--fight the beast?
--try to (peacefully) encourage it to leave, to go back down into the sea?
--try to sneak around it?
--try to communicate with it?
--Something else?


(1. fight the beast: Get Violent

2. try to (peacefully) encourage it to leave, to go back down into the sea: Avoid Danger

3. try to sneak around it: Avoid Danger

4. try to communicate with it: Talk It Over

5. Something else: probably Avoid Danger)

Downytouch looks to the other two.  He really not sure what the right move is to make in this situation.
But he is ready to help in any way he can.

(I'm giving a free Head Back to the Village Early (and back) move...)

The three adventurers stare at the situation for many long seconds... and then...

"...I'm tired," Renee whispers. "You know what? I need a bath. And a long rest. I'm sorry, guys, but I need to go back to the village, all right? I just can't think how to deal with this right now."

Evan and Downytouch agree that they, too, have no better ideas at the moment, and so they help Renee return to the waiting rowboat, and the ship that brought them here...

It turns out that there's a new adventurer, a human thief named Myra. "Excellent," says Renee. "I may or may not be ready to return in a day or so... maybe less. But right now, please let Myra here take my place... Myra, I wish you and the rest of Dear Old Gang luck."

Soon, then, steps are retraced, and it's Evan, Downytouch, and Myra that face the room with the beast...

Nothing has really changed.

In the this area... there is a monster.

Imagine, Myra, if a big elephant-seal had the head (and skin) of a shark instead, but then also imagine that instead of flippers in front, it had the legs (and claws) of a lion. Tail's still seal-like though.

Oops, never mind, no need to imagine it, it's right in front of you.

This is a very large area. The floor is all right, but the walls have collapsed into one big area-- including the sea being visible from where you are standing.

There's a collapsed mast that's fallen in... hey, you could climb it to get to the next ship! If you didn't have to worry about this powerful beast in your way.

The beast has nostrils AND gills... but from its very labored breathing, it feels like it'd be much more comfortable underwater.

Based on the ugly mess of blood, bones, and robes over to your right, here's what seems to have happened: the beast detected human cultists, jumped up here to eat them, ate them... but now it's having trouble returning to the sea.

Or maybe it's just resting because it's full?

Or maybe it's wounded on its far side, where you can't see?

Whatever the case, its eyesight and sense of smell seem terrible up here out of the water.

Too soon to say how good or bad its out-of-water hearing might be, since you're being quiet.

WILL YOU:
--fight the beast?
--try to (peacefully) encourage it to leave, to go back down into the sea?
--try to sneak around it?
--try to communicate with it?
--Something else?


(1. fight the beast: Get Violent

2. try to (peacefully) encourage it to leave, to go back down into the sea: Avoid Danger

3. try to sneak around it: Avoid Danger

4. try to communicate with it: Talk It Over

5. Something else: probably Avoid Danger)

"Well," Myra said to the others in a whisper, "it looks like it's eaten its fill -- perhaps we should just leave it be, and sneak around it?"

Evan nodded willing to give it a try.

Whisper, "Any tips on being stealthy ? Downy is silent when he flies."

In reply to Evan (msg # 276):

"Don't make noise!" Myra replied with a grin. "Perhaps we can arrange a distraction..."

Looking for a small rock or piece of wood, Myra threw it toward the pile of bones and rags, attempting to make a noise loud enough to distract the creature from where they would be sneaking past it.

OOC: Myra is AGILE, so that's +1 die toward Avoiding Danger, correct? I'm still trying to get the hang of this system...

Myra decides this is going to be risky. Her expertise at sneaking tells you that you can all sneak by if you do it quietly and quickly... but the odds are very high that you'll drop something on the way...

(You can get safely past the beast, but if you do, you'll lose at least one item of loot... chosen by me at random...)

Myra describes her observations, and finishes by saying, "I say we go for it!"

Evan nods with a smile and follows Myra's lead.

Everybody... quietly... holding onto everything they can... runs for it!

Everyone carefully holds onto everything they can (partially just to keep it from jingling/rattling)...

No one seems to drop anything...

(17:06, Today: The GM rolled 14 using 1d20 with rolls of 14.

--Healing Pill. Will cure 1 Harm instantly. (worth 2 Loot.))

OOPS YES THEY DO!

OH NO! The Healing Pill falls toward the ocean!

(Whomever dropped it (you decide, I forgot) can try to catch it before it's out of reach, but you'll lose TWO OTHER items of Loot instead!)

What will you do?

Myra wasn't even aware that there was a healing pill, so she didn't seem to recognize the loss that the small falling pill represented.

(I am ok with losing the pill probably so small won't realize it till we search for it in our pockets.)

Evan moves across trying his best to remain quiet though he wasn't as agile as his stealthy new companion. He waited pensively for Downy.

The Healing Pill is gone, but the team gets across to the next ship safely.

The strange beast notices them at the last second... Looks like he or she considers making a fuss about it... but they're already up the mast to the next ship, and it sort of sea-beast shrugs and says heck with it, too much trouble, and flops its way into the ocean. Nice to know it probably won't be there on the way back...

Myra looks around to take stock of where they now were.

"You had a map, right?" she asks. "Which ship are we on now?"

She looks at the map and tries to get her bearings.

"Well only somewhat of a map, Hmm looks like we are on the Morning Star now."

"There is supposed to be a place where there are survivors who have banned together which should be safe somewhere."
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Everyone studies the diagram that was found before Myra joined...

It appears that you're on the deck of the Morning Star now.

No monsters are visible to attack, either... so far, anyway!

The deck of this ship tilts slightly to your right... The deck of the next ship-- the one ship you haven't been on yet at all-- is nearby, but it tilts slightly to the left, away from you.

It's not safe to jump from one to the other, but there's a spot down below where the two hulls rub together-- based on all the cult members moving from one ship to another, there must be a place down below where you could cross.

On the other hand, Downytouch can fly... He could fly over with a rope, and try to arrange a way for you to cross? But that seems risky for a couple of reasons...