[D20 CoC] Mountains of Madness - Chap 4: Departure; Recruiting Alternate Players

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Camille impatiently swept a wet cowlick of hair out of her face and leaned over Martin, uncaring that she was dripping water steadily on his legs. His face twitched and twisted into a deep, almost pained grimace as she gently tapped the side of his face, attempting to rouse him. "It looks like he's dreaming," she told Professor Moore uncertainly as he looked at the prone man. She almost added, or in pain, but held her tongue just in time. She didn't want to seem foolish- of course he was in pain.

Professor Moore knelt at Martin's side, squinted at the man, and said to Camille, "He's much better off unconscious right now. And it would appear that you owe our photojournalist your life, Miss Bardier".

Enke and Olav carefully lifted Martin from the deck and placed him on a wooden pallet, then carried him off to the ship's doctors.

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Job (the tortured one).

 

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Enke and Olav arrived on the scene to right the good Professor, who was sputtering and shaking, his hair matted to his head, his face looking strangely different without his eyeglasses. The two men then helped Camille to her feet, averting their eyes from her wet red undergarment, and moved to begin lifting the inert Martin.

George Runs to his room and fetches his healing kit and run back to Martin. George will try to help Martin as good he can inspecting his eventually wounds...

Heal (trained)= 4 (1d20+4=22)

By the time that George returned to the main deck with his healing kit, breathing heavily from his run, he found that Martin's body was no longer there. George's effort had not been in vain, however, because he was just in time to see three burned and blistered bodies being carried up the gangway.

Fráncisco Guerini, shoeless and dressed only in his red long underwear, led and directed the group of deckhands carrying the bodies up the ramp. As Fráncisco neared the main deck, George could see that his red clothing was burned and still smoking, numerous holes revealing blistered and blackened skin. In his concern for the unmoving men, Fráncisco did not appear to notice his own condition.

Oh Jesus … let me through.
Once the other take care of the hose, Father Rucker hurries to the dead bodies, someone needs to grieve the fallen men.

Father Rucker arrived at the head of the ramp at the same time as George.

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Job (the tortured one).

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Father Rucker

Father Rucker puts his hand on the fallen and whispers

Bless, O God of eternal life,
all who have died
Grant them peace
from their inner turmoil
and the compassion of your love.
Comfort those who mourn
their loved ones.
Strengthen them to face the questions of pain,
the guilt and anger,
the irreparable loss.
Amen.

Anyone need help?
The priest calls, he then remembers he saw Prof. Moore and hurries to where he saw him

 

[Drowned Hero]

George Barrow Scientist

Anyone need help?

Looks stunned at the bodies carried onboard and tries to help as he can.
Who is this man? Must be a later recruitment that has not been presented properly to the rest of us. George takes vital sing on the four bodies just carried onboard.

 

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Fráncisco Guerini, shoeless and dressed only in his red long underwear, led and directed the group of deckhands carrying the bodies up the ramp. As Fráncisco neared the main deck, George could see that his red clothing was burned and still smoking, numerous holes revealing blistered and blackened skin. In his concern for the unmoving men, Fráncisco did not appear to notice his own condition.

Father Rucker arrived at the head of the ramp at the same time as George.

Once the deckhands were all safely off the ramp, Professor Moore raised his hand to his mouth and produced an ear-splitting whistle, then signalled to his crewmen to raise the gangway. An idling crane engine roared to life and began lifting the gangway; seamen yelled and ran purposefully to their stations; ropes were thrown off and the U.S.S. Gabrielle moved from its berth.

The blaze continued consuming the pier shed and railcars and supplies, but Starkweather's team had dampened its enthusiasm somewhat. Large red trucks could be seen moving down the pier, sirens wailing.

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Job (the tortured one).

 

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Father Rucker puts his hand on the fallen...
Anyone need help?

The red-clothed rescuer moved to Father Rucker's side and said, "Padre? I saw one more on the pier, Padre, but could not save him." The man's blackened and blistered face began to quiver, "The fire... There was no time... God have mercy."

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Job (the tortured one).

 

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Elsewhere aboard ship...

Dr. Watkins had been taking inventory of all supplies in the Medical Facility when he heard the explosions and felt the ship rock. After a moment's deliberation, he began preparing the room to handle an influx of wounded.

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Job (the tortured one).

 

[OnlytheStrong]

"Doctor, I would assume burn victims as well as shrapnel wounds will be coming to us soon. I do hate scrubbing off the burned skin...." Wade makes sure he knows where all the equipment is and that it is all sterile.

 

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The priest calls, he then remembers he saw Prof. Moore and hurries to where he saw him

Father Rucker found the professor giving urgent instructions to a group of deckhands, gesturing crisply with his hands. He finished lecturing the team and they immediately dashed off, then he looked up from his clipboard and exhaled. His eyeglasses were still missing. He turned and squinted at the priest who stood 10 feet away, looking puzzled.

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Job (the tortured one).

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Father Rucker found the professor giving urgent instructions to a group of deckhands, gesturing crisply with his hands. He finished lecturing the team and they immediately dashed off, then he looked up from his clipboard and exhaled. His eyeglasses were still missing. He turned and squinted at the priest who stood 10 feet away, looking puzzled.

Prof Moore, It's my pleasure.
Father Rucker shakes his hand
But help is needed around so questions will be answer later, are you alright?
Seeing the Prof's squinting.
Father Rucker looks around for Moore's glasses