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Within half an hour, the sounds fade, but are not entirely absent. ~ Jesper and Domina are able to learn what ship Anya hired, but it has not returned yet.

Grim Daergal, Svirfneblin Cagebreaker "I don't see that it's of any use to us, and may continue to be a threat. I'd suggest slitting its throat and burying it, so no one finds the body and wonders."

Thom will ask if anyone inside is still unaccounted for; if someone's missing, he will use his Protection from Fire spell and enter to look for them. If not, he will simply assist in containing the fire until there is no more threat of it spreading, then return to the castle.

Gwyn laughs cruelly. "You're not going to win this, girl, but you can still run. Flee, while you've still got breath!" OOC: attempting to Intimidate her into flight; he will take a five-foot paddle away, preventing an AoO from him, hopefully convincing her that she might be able to make good...

Gwyn slashes at the woman again, his claws seeking her throat as he snarls "I'll satisfy you, bitch, but you'll have screamed yourself hoarse before I'm done."

OOC: I don't know if you were waiting for a response on this, so: IC: The baron is surprised and distressed to learn that such terrible beasts lurk his waters, but is unable to offer any helpful advice, and fails to offer to send condolences to the families of the deceased.

The wizened corpse is quickly wrapped for sea burial, but murmurs of distress and fear run through the crew. As unnerving as your current location had been, it seemed to pose little threat; that is clearly no longer the case. Silvermoon cannot imagine what could possibly have inflicted such a...

The source of Lester's panic is immediately visible; a withered corpse, dried and blackened as if it had been baked by the sun for weeks, hangs from the tiller. A single large golden hoop in its left ear looks exactly like that worn by Fiaro.

Some time passes uneventfully; with one sailor manning the rudder, the only other task is to assess and repair the damage, and that is swiftly undertaken. Aside from the "night" helmsman, a quiet man named Fiaro, everyone retires to sleep. All are awoken, however, by a vicious crash. Within a...

Jesper finds no documents regarding his missing employee. He does find a hidden log of a number of shipments, some with no purchaser listed, and a sack of 150 platinum coins, both poorly concealed in the headboard of the merchant's bed.

Gwyn continues to wait, knowing that the first strike will be the decisive one. OOC: Is it possible to take AoOs while swimming? If not, Gwyn will instead grapple the woman, attempting to force her under.

"If this quest were not so important, I would not take such liberties. As it is, I have no choice but to do all that is necessary to complete it; if my actions offend your honor, we can resolve it after our quest is finished."

Iegara takes the lead, and restrains himself from appearing suspicious, hoping that his example will convince the others not to do anything too precipitous.

Iegara steps in and whispers harshly "Hold, Zokiro! They will take us to their master. If we slaughter them, it is on our heads that dishonor falls; hold your blade and your tongue, I beg you." Turning to the monk, he snaps "If we must go to see your Master, we will. Take us there."

OOC: Apparently still on my way to the source of the fire.

"I think if the form were painful to approach, they would be unlikely to do so, but I doubt they are rational enough to realize that if the others who struck you suffered pain, they will, too."

"Were they unchanged, I could give you a dozen ways, some herbal, some sorcerous, some linguistic. Alas, these monstrous creations seem to attack anything that moves, or conceals movement."

Gwyn smiles and begins treading water, keeping his station. When the woman arrives, he simply slashes her with both claws, practically leaping onto her. OOC: Readied full attack.

Isida:

Silvermoon: