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<blockquote data-quote="Brimshack" data-source="post: 3173019" data-attributes="member: 34694"><p>Please accept my apologies, friends, if any of this seems a little rough to you. We are in rough seas and it was a terrible evening. I am writing to you from atop the crow's nest where I am standing watch. We lost one of our own last night and I am sick about it. I wish I could tell you in more detail, but I fear I was not on watch. By the time I stood to the decks, the entire encounter was over, as was the life that was one of our crew.</p><p></p><p>It happened on one of our night shifts, just a bell or two short of sunrise. As our vessell was tossed about the waves, one elven warrior named Dart called out an alarm from atop the crow's nest. A great wave was closing fast upon the stern of our vessel. The crew on boar that evening had but a moment or two to react. Our 3rd mate, a Hobbit Cleric simply stepped inside the officer's cabins for a moment. Our Druid (Bodyknock) stood his ground without the least precaution, and the rest of the crew grabbed whatever ropes were near to hand. This included the Hobgoblin (Insideous Chutney), The Bard (Mesa), and a Sorcerer/Fighter (Shade) as well as the Drow Keskeeri. Standing at the wheel, one of our crew, a Swashbuckling lass named Lucinda, thought to secure the wheel just in time. Were it not for her quick thoughts, I fear the whole crew would have been lost at sea. </p><p></p><p>The two atop the Crow's Nests (Dart and a smallish lizardman named Sess) could but watch as the monstrous wall of water swept over the back of our boat and took half the watch along with it. Despite all precautions Mesa, Lucinda, Shade, Chutney and Bodyknock were all swept from violently from the deck of the ship.</p><p></p><p>It was a source of some confusion at first, but Dart now says he saw something peculiar in the incident. Just as the wave reached our stern, it changed directions ever so slightly. After sweeping past the stem of our vessel the wave seemed to pace itself, just out of reach. Thinking, the wave a spell of some kind, Dart surveyed the waves about us for some magical foe, but in the darkness he saw nothing.</p><p></p><p>Held fast in the wave were 5 of our own, and most were unable to do anything about it. I am told that Mesa and Chutney both fought hard to free themselves from the wave, but neither escaped its grasp. Chutney was able to surface for but a moment, just long enoug to gasp fpr air before being taken again into the great wave. Bodyknock changed to a shark and found quite surprisingly that he was unable to swim out from the wave's great power. Shade and Lucinda were, I am told, quite moving only at the will of the wave itself which seemed to carry them almost willfully along with it just out of reach of Keskeeri who stood at the front of our vessel, apparently unable to conceive of any plan to help them.</p><p></p><p>...any plan except to scream that is. I woke to a shrill woman's voice, project the word "alarm" just above the din of the storm outside. In another moment I would hear a watch whistle added to the sound of Keskeeri's voice and then the sound of the hobbit's voice calling us all to quarters and yelling man overboard. I jumped from bed and grabbed my crossbow before heading to the main deck, praying to the gods of the seas that whatever threat faced us might be something I could affect with this quick choice of weapons. I hardly remember grabbing the bolts, but they were with me when I burst into the wet cold air on the deck of our ship. Others were coming too, struggling to work their way out the hallways or up the ladders from below deck.</p><p></p><p>Nahala, our Sahuagin scout had been swimming below the ship when we were attacked. Seeing the vessell almost submerge under the water, she had surfaced only to see the wave carrying our crew with it just ahead of her, almost taking us all with its prey (our dear friends). I am told Nahala swam foreword beneath the wave and attempted to extricate Mesa unsuccessfully from the wave's grasp. Pacwait, a new member of our crew made it from below decks to the stem of the ship in time to leap into the wave. What he intended to next is anybody's guess. In truth, his bravery and agility earned him little, except perhaps a chance to die with the others. But that was not to be.</p><p></p><p>For what must have seemed an age to those struggling for breath in the wave, it simply paced along in front of our ship, grappling with its victims. The wave seemed almost intelligent in its behavior. Intelligent, yes, and truly malevolent besides. In time Dart began actually to fire at the wave. She struck the wave and her arrow proceeded onward to embed itself in the sharkflesh of our transformed Druid. For a moment it seems, the entire world stood still, our vessel tossed about the sea and a portion of our crew tossed about the sea in front of it. Then the wave simply took a right hand turn and rolled out to the Starboard of the vessel. In a moment, it was lost at sea, lit only by a single fireball tossed at it in frustration. Sconcette swears he saw the wave react as if harmed by the spell, but no-one much cares for the old elven wizard's bragging.</p><p></p><p>We gathered the bodies of our crew from the ocean. Most were battered and bruised, and our Druid sported a small arrow wound. Lucinda had to be freed from the waters clinging to her lungs. Alas, Shade was past helping. He had apparently been unconscious from the moment of impact. Unable to hold his breath, he had expired long before our healers reached him. </p><p></p><p>So, there we were my friends, one crewman lighter after but a few brief moments of chaos. I doubt many slept well after the incident, and there was much talk of the encounter and its meaning.</p><p></p><p>But of course there is no mystery to this sort of thing. My own people know it well. It is a dark and malevolent force which stalks the seas seeking to end the lives of unwary sailors, sometimes even taking an entire crew to the bottom of the ocean. The seeming intelligence reported by the others is most assuredly the truth and the heart of the matter, my friends. Our ship had been sought out and one of our crew deliberately murderd by a true force of nature. Thus, ended my first and hopefully my last encounter with a Rogue Wave.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Brimshack, post: 3173019, member: 34694"] Please accept my apologies, friends, if any of this seems a little rough to you. We are in rough seas and it was a terrible evening. I am writing to you from atop the crow's nest where I am standing watch. We lost one of our own last night and I am sick about it. I wish I could tell you in more detail, but I fear I was not on watch. By the time I stood to the decks, the entire encounter was over, as was the life that was one of our crew. It happened on one of our night shifts, just a bell or two short of sunrise. As our vessell was tossed about the waves, one elven warrior named Dart called out an alarm from atop the crow's nest. A great wave was closing fast upon the stern of our vessel. The crew on boar that evening had but a moment or two to react. Our 3rd mate, a Hobbit Cleric simply stepped inside the officer's cabins for a moment. Our Druid (Bodyknock) stood his ground without the least precaution, and the rest of the crew grabbed whatever ropes were near to hand. This included the Hobgoblin (Insideous Chutney), The Bard (Mesa), and a Sorcerer/Fighter (Shade) as well as the Drow Keskeeri. Standing at the wheel, one of our crew, a Swashbuckling lass named Lucinda, thought to secure the wheel just in time. Were it not for her quick thoughts, I fear the whole crew would have been lost at sea. The two atop the Crow's Nests (Dart and a smallish lizardman named Sess) could but watch as the monstrous wall of water swept over the back of our boat and took half the watch along with it. Despite all precautions Mesa, Lucinda, Shade, Chutney and Bodyknock were all swept from violently from the deck of the ship. It was a source of some confusion at first, but Dart now says he saw something peculiar in the incident. Just as the wave reached our stern, it changed directions ever so slightly. After sweeping past the stem of our vessel the wave seemed to pace itself, just out of reach. Thinking, the wave a spell of some kind, Dart surveyed the waves about us for some magical foe, but in the darkness he saw nothing. Held fast in the wave were 5 of our own, and most were unable to do anything about it. I am told that Mesa and Chutney both fought hard to free themselves from the wave, but neither escaped its grasp. Chutney was able to surface for but a moment, just long enoug to gasp fpr air before being taken again into the great wave. Bodyknock changed to a shark and found quite surprisingly that he was unable to swim out from the wave's great power. Shade and Lucinda were, I am told, quite moving only at the will of the wave itself which seemed to carry them almost willfully along with it just out of reach of Keskeeri who stood at the front of our vessel, apparently unable to conceive of any plan to help them. ...any plan except to scream that is. I woke to a shrill woman's voice, project the word "alarm" just above the din of the storm outside. In another moment I would hear a watch whistle added to the sound of Keskeeri's voice and then the sound of the hobbit's voice calling us all to quarters and yelling man overboard. I jumped from bed and grabbed my crossbow before heading to the main deck, praying to the gods of the seas that whatever threat faced us might be something I could affect with this quick choice of weapons. I hardly remember grabbing the bolts, but they were with me when I burst into the wet cold air on the deck of our ship. Others were coming too, struggling to work their way out the hallways or up the ladders from below deck. Nahala, our Sahuagin scout had been swimming below the ship when we were attacked. Seeing the vessell almost submerge under the water, she had surfaced only to see the wave carrying our crew with it just ahead of her, almost taking us all with its prey (our dear friends). I am told Nahala swam foreword beneath the wave and attempted to extricate Mesa unsuccessfully from the wave's grasp. Pacwait, a new member of our crew made it from below decks to the stem of the ship in time to leap into the wave. What he intended to next is anybody's guess. In truth, his bravery and agility earned him little, except perhaps a chance to die with the others. But that was not to be. For what must have seemed an age to those struggling for breath in the wave, it simply paced along in front of our ship, grappling with its victims. The wave seemed almost intelligent in its behavior. Intelligent, yes, and truly malevolent besides. In time Dart began actually to fire at the wave. She struck the wave and her arrow proceeded onward to embed itself in the sharkflesh of our transformed Druid. For a moment it seems, the entire world stood still, our vessel tossed about the sea and a portion of our crew tossed about the sea in front of it. Then the wave simply took a right hand turn and rolled out to the Starboard of the vessel. In a moment, it was lost at sea, lit only by a single fireball tossed at it in frustration. Sconcette swears he saw the wave react as if harmed by the spell, but no-one much cares for the old elven wizard's bragging. We gathered the bodies of our crew from the ocean. Most were battered and bruised, and our Druid sported a small arrow wound. Lucinda had to be freed from the waters clinging to her lungs. Alas, Shade was past helping. He had apparently been unconscious from the moment of impact. Unable to hold his breath, he had expired long before our healers reached him. So, there we were my friends, one crewman lighter after but a few brief moments of chaos. I doubt many slept well after the incident, and there was much talk of the encounter and its meaning. But of course there is no mystery to this sort of thing. My own people know it well. It is a dark and malevolent force which stalks the seas seeking to end the lives of unwary sailors, sometimes even taking an entire crew to the bottom of the ocean. The seeming intelligence reported by the others is most assuredly the truth and the heart of the matter, my friends. Our ship had been sought out and one of our crew deliberately murderd by a true force of nature. Thus, ended my first and hopefully my last encounter with a Rogue Wave. [/QUOTE]
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