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<blockquote data-quote="Morrow" data-source="post: 4150689" data-attributes="member: 301"><p><strong>Session 39 (A Message in a Bottle)</strong></p><p></p><p>I hope you find this message soon. I fear we will perish here after a battle which has killed our leaders and disabled our vessel. All hands are at work repairing our ship, the Big Booty, but a strong storm would kill us all.</p><p></p><p>My name is Jennifer Twill. I left a promising, if dull, career as a library assistant in the Temple of Tinel to join Captain Catherine “Sully” Sullivan and her merry band of lady pirates. She sails with her constant companion, a half-elf bard named Nate Black, as well as a human cleric of Aster named Bronson March, a living skeleton named Queg who steers the ship, a half-elf jack-of-all-trades named Tavaari Naldren, and a young human wizard named Arakel. Their combined might was not enough to save themselves from the onslaught of the undead pirates who attacked us. Thanks to Naldren, the ship remains seaworthy--if just barely.</p><p></p><p>Captain Sullivan gathered us girls together in a hurry a few weeks ago in Freeport. She told us that Brother Bronson had tracked down a powerful artifact which could bring an end to this war between Cthonia and Atlantis. I have my doubts, as the two nations have been at war since before I was born. Captain Sullivan didn’t seem too keen on ending the war--it’s been good for us pirates--but she is fiercely loyal to Freeport and had been convinced that the new Atlantian blockade on Freeport might do damage to her adopted home. She said we sailed for Edairo, the place where legend last recorded the artifact’s presence. For two weeks, the sailing was fast and the winds steady. The girls worked hard during the day and enjoyed their rum rations at night.</p><p></p><p>On the seventeenth day at sea, we were attacked by a creature of darkness and evil, which was trying to eat us, I believe. It flew over the ship, invisible at first, seeking to pick us off one by one. Our leaders seemed sanguine at first, almost cocky, but they were hard pressed to kill it. It nearly got away.</p><p></p><p>After months of sailing, still two weeks or more from our destination, a pirate ship unlike any I had ever seen breached the waves from below. Black water dripped off of it and off of its undead crew. We exchanged cannon fire as it came alongside us, and skeletons made ready to board. I was in the rigging, trying to bring us around to bring our cannon to bear for a second barrage. I could make out its name, painted in white on its black hull: the Dreadnought. </p><p></p><p>I saw their wizard and a vampire woman appear on our deck, and soon after that Brother Bronson and Nate Black disappeared onto the attacking ship. The skeletons began to turn back on themselves, some trying to board while others beat them back, presumably under the control of the cleric. He has become terrifying of late, always wearing a faceless mask with no holes for eyes, nose or mouth. Nonetheless, he seems to see and breathe, if indeed he still lives. I try to keep my distance from him and his skeletal navigator at all times.</p><p></p><p>On our ship, the vampire cowered in place while a wight floated through the decks, attacking our leaders and disappearing before they could respond in kind. The wizard beat us back again and again. Queg began firing ineffectively at Captain Sully and Tavaari. Captain Sully suddenly disappeared. The wizard made some kind of brightly colored lights shoot out of his fingertips. When it cleared, Brother Bronson was nowhere to be seen and Nate Black lay dead on the deck. Tavaari became a red dragon and finally destroyed the wizard, but now I fear we are lost.</p><p></p><p>If you find this message, please convey it to my family in Freeport. I fear there will be nothing you can do to help us. Either we will have gone on to glory and an end to this endless war, or we will have met our end in the watery deep.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Morrow, post: 4150689, member: 301"] [b]Session 39 (A Message in a Bottle)[/b] I hope you find this message soon. I fear we will perish here after a battle which has killed our leaders and disabled our vessel. All hands are at work repairing our ship, the Big Booty, but a strong storm would kill us all. My name is Jennifer Twill. I left a promising, if dull, career as a library assistant in the Temple of Tinel to join Captain Catherine “Sully” Sullivan and her merry band of lady pirates. She sails with her constant companion, a half-elf bard named Nate Black, as well as a human cleric of Aster named Bronson March, a living skeleton named Queg who steers the ship, a half-elf jack-of-all-trades named Tavaari Naldren, and a young human wizard named Arakel. Their combined might was not enough to save themselves from the onslaught of the undead pirates who attacked us. Thanks to Naldren, the ship remains seaworthy--if just barely. Captain Sullivan gathered us girls together in a hurry a few weeks ago in Freeport. She told us that Brother Bronson had tracked down a powerful artifact which could bring an end to this war between Cthonia and Atlantis. I have my doubts, as the two nations have been at war since before I was born. Captain Sullivan didn’t seem too keen on ending the war--it’s been good for us pirates--but she is fiercely loyal to Freeport and had been convinced that the new Atlantian blockade on Freeport might do damage to her adopted home. She said we sailed for Edairo, the place where legend last recorded the artifact’s presence. For two weeks, the sailing was fast and the winds steady. The girls worked hard during the day and enjoyed their rum rations at night. On the seventeenth day at sea, we were attacked by a creature of darkness and evil, which was trying to eat us, I believe. It flew over the ship, invisible at first, seeking to pick us off one by one. Our leaders seemed sanguine at first, almost cocky, but they were hard pressed to kill it. It nearly got away. After months of sailing, still two weeks or more from our destination, a pirate ship unlike any I had ever seen breached the waves from below. Black water dripped off of it and off of its undead crew. We exchanged cannon fire as it came alongside us, and skeletons made ready to board. I was in the rigging, trying to bring us around to bring our cannon to bear for a second barrage. I could make out its name, painted in white on its black hull: the Dreadnought. I saw their wizard and a vampire woman appear on our deck, and soon after that Brother Bronson and Nate Black disappeared onto the attacking ship. The skeletons began to turn back on themselves, some trying to board while others beat them back, presumably under the control of the cleric. He has become terrifying of late, always wearing a faceless mask with no holes for eyes, nose or mouth. Nonetheless, he seems to see and breathe, if indeed he still lives. I try to keep my distance from him and his skeletal navigator at all times. On our ship, the vampire cowered in place while a wight floated through the decks, attacking our leaders and disappearing before they could respond in kind. The wizard beat us back again and again. Queg began firing ineffectively at Captain Sully and Tavaari. Captain Sully suddenly disappeared. The wizard made some kind of brightly colored lights shoot out of his fingertips. When it cleared, Brother Bronson was nowhere to be seen and Nate Black lay dead on the deck. Tavaari became a red dragon and finally destroyed the wizard, but now I fear we are lost. If you find this message, please convey it to my family in Freeport. I fear there will be nothing you can do to help us. Either we will have gone on to glory and an end to this endless war, or we will have met our end in the watery deep. [/QUOTE]
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