Eskon looks over his supplies and his current gold situation, trying to figure out how best to finance this trip. As Rhys passes him the gold, he takes it politely.
"Thank you. This is merely a loan, for the honor is all mine in travelling with you. I do appreciate the gesture, though."...
Carrion goes to grab the microphone.
"Um...does this machine have "Africa" by Toto? It's kinda my song."
Carrion waves to Gremlin as he heads to the door.
"See ya, George."
As the music starts, Carrion starts turns away from the screen to his "audience," clearly showing his knowledge of the...
Lokin stops pulling the table he was moving across the room and looks to Zurd and his new "friend." Eyeing the orc with suspicion, Lokin redraws his sword and moves into the hall to keep an eye for more trouble.
Jon watches Helsinki leave without saying a word. He calmly turns back to Beale.
"Listen, I understand your position. Seriously, I get it. The thing is...you take those parts, this boat becomes a grounded piece of gos se. If the captain were to abandon us, you think he'd leave the boat too...
Carrion looks away from the mirror and sees her words are true.
"Oh, I see..."
Carrion steps away from the mirror and looks to Cedric.
"Nice to meet you. Name's Martin but the press have taken to calling me Carrion. You get caught eating a week-old dead raccoon once and your stuck with a...
Martin has been half-listening, still staring at himself. He looks back at Sierra.
"I never imagined it could happen. I'm...I'm sorry. I've just spent the last year adapting, you know?
Martin pauses for a moment, thinking insightfully. He turns back.
"You know what? Please change me...
Lokin watches in disbelief as his companions charge forward into the darkness. Whatever happened to learning from our mistakes and being cautious and methodical. He looks at Payne.
"I am NOT running after them this time. I'm not doing it!"
He cups his hand around his mouth and yells after...
Martin looks himself in the face for the first time in a long time. He looks at his face, with light brown hair, dark blue eyes, and his prominant nose.
"But how...how could this be? I've been through so much...and you fix it just like that. Will...will I stay like this? Am I normal now...
Jon walks up to Cash.
"Aim to help? You got that right. The man's taking apart my ship! Yanking stuff out like he has clue what he's doing."
Jon follows Helsinki, his wrench held aggressively in his clenched fist.
Eskon stands up and brushes some crumbs off his pants.
"If someone has a horse for me, I'm ready. If not, I can sell a few things and afford a horse. That will take a bit of time, however, so I'd prefer not to."
Lokin nods and slowly draws his blade. Moving very quietly to soften the noise of his mail, he moves to the other side of the door as Payne, hoping to flank the enemy if it ventures through the door. Frustrated by the torch he holds in his off-hand, Lokin holds it away from his body above his...
Lokin calmly opens his backpack and pulls out a fresh torch.
"Relax, I have a torch and another back-up if necessary. We may need more before we're through, but we should be okay for now. Let's drag some of this stuff to the kitchen and relax for a bit."
Lokin tries to light his torch with...
Eskon listens and replies.
"I do not want this man to escape, but this this talk of a silver dragon...well, it disturbs me a bit. Even if the claim is exaggerated a great deal, the fact that this band can believably make the claim points to their dangerous nature. We should be very careful."
Ottokar looks with horror and the magics at work, not understanding what to do when faced with such a display of chaos. When the wolves move to attack, Ottokar feels his blood rush but also a sense of relief, for here is a danger he can understand. Moving forward with his hammer and shield...
Jon, seeing that Helsinki is almost ready to go, waits for her. He lets her lead the way to the cargo hold and follows her with his wrench at the ready.
"Not quite sure what's happening. I hear some voices from the hold but who knows what that means, right?"
Jon does a good job of looking...
The man sits comfortably as you approach. He appears to be in his late 40s, with a salt-and-pepper beard and bright, intelligent blue eyes. His skin is tanned a dark bronze color and his body seems lean and strong. As those of you approach come close, gestures again for you to sit.
"Please...
Seifer, after announcing his intentions to the creature, charges forward with his shield forward. As soon as he comes in range, he will carve into the monster with his blade.
Seifer is at +14 to attack due to the charge, 1d10+5, AC=21
Jon is surprised when the door finally opens, as he was about to turn to leave. He stares at the tired Helsinki for a second.
"Listen, we might have a problem. There sounds like something happening below deck and the primary condenser manifold has been removed from the drive. Cash went ahead...