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Granite is swiftly set to work clearing the now-shattered mainmast from the deck, and cutting loose the lines that attach it to the rest of the rigging.

All are awoken, in the dead of night, by a thunderous crash. The Sea-Gallop is heaving in heavy waves, and the sounds of a terrific thunderstorm drown out the shouts of the sailors as they try to keep the vessel afloat.

"They just gave me cash; showed up on my doorstep and told me what to do. I was shipping things to here, not from; they came from pretty much all over."

Grim Daergal, Svirfneblin Cagebreaker "And if he disappears, how long before his masters know?"

"I don't know who they are. They just paid me to ship a few boxes without asking what was in them, let them use my warehouse of nights, that sort of thing. I've never seen their faces."

"Don't kill me! I don't know where she is. I didn't touch her, I swear, I just told them she was coming. If you know what's healthy, you won't go looking for her; you won't like what you find."

The day passes without much further event; Granite handily wins a drinking contest with the Hinterlander, apparently a mercenary by the name of Gweir. Nothing that Rana sees occur between the elf and bard is suspicious of anything beyond romantic interest. The Alphatian is absent at dinner...

"I can't help you. You can't touch me, compared to what they'll do to me if-" He bites his tongue as he realizes he's tipped his hand. "Get out, or I'll call the Watch! This is criminal harassment!"

Agracahn, Litorian Unfettered "Easier said than done!" *Agracahn shouts over the wind as he drives his rapier forward again, pulling a dagger from his belt with his off-hand.*

"Yes, but we don't want to face them all in a pitched battle. Our talents are better suited, for the most part, to a running fight. Is there somewhere we can lead them, harass them, without risking being brought to bay?"

"I don't have to stand for this! Leave my shop! Now!" The man's voice quavers as he delivers his ultimatum, seemingly quite aware that he has no way to enforce it.

"I am in too deep already; if I tried to make my way back alone, something would eat me, or worse. I will stay with you."

The crew pays little attention to the dwarf; the captain apparently disallows liqour to his crew save on shore leave. The tall Hinterlander, though, is more than glad to drink and talk with the dwarf, and offers many lurid stories of his martial exploits while listening to any tales Granite has...

The two push on, as the water grows foul around them. The few fish they see are warped in fashions like the thing they fought, something that may once have been a locathah, but nothing of the size or ferocity of their attacker. In some time, they draw near to the locathah city, seeing the...

OOC: Is Granite's attention limited to the crew, or does he also provide alcohol and conversation to the other passengers?

If they're well-written and allow for a fair variety of party action, that's fine by me; I've got no knowledge of them whatsoever, so there's no spoiler issue.

"I doubt it was prophetic; in my experience, the only time mermaids bring warning of a sinking ship is if they distract a lonely helmsman."

Then up spoke the first-mate of our gallant ship And a brave young man was he He said "I have a wife in Dawnpoint by the sea But tonight a widow she will be" [chorus] Then up spoke the cook of our gallant ship And a crazy old butcher was he He said "I care much more for my pots and my pans...

I wish I could argue that no network would ever air that, but I'd be wrong. Who says vile darkness only occurs in fantasy?

"Nor do I. Thank you. Do you wish to push on, or shall we turn back?"