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(5E) D&D/Moorcock Multiverse Inspiration PBP

JharyOConnah

Explorer
Sirocco continued to watch from a hidden spot.

He watched as the drunk monsters got off their bench, chucking their containers of ale toward the river.

The ranger watched as the pair argued about which way and where to go for what reason and why. They bickered about where the 'next round was to be played' and whether 'chaos had this in the bag or not'.

He followed a safe distance, but lingered near the castle ruins in the middle of the rushing river.

Rocko could see a boat approaching from the south, through some smoking trees. The ogre and troll were heading in the opposite direction, toward the boat, although the monsters hadn't noticed a damn thing.

The bariur ranger hesitated.

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JharyOConnah

Explorer
Crates were being loaded through bay doors on the main deck. Both Kaylee and Jones could hear noises coming from inside the cargo containers.

"It's gotta be people in there. I may be running but this injustice cannot stand." Kaylee looked extremely angry. Jones could see fire behind her eyes.

"This is a slave ship. And my brothers make ME hide. Look at what they allow..."

They approached the office door. On the outside, in flaking lettering it read: Crew Management, Horatio Brown

Josiah knocked.

After a few moments they were immitted into a small space containing a desk and a few chairs. A sweaty little man greeted them with beady eyes. He looked nervous.

"Here for work then? Standard rate applies. Sure you're not wanting to part with the goods here. Could make a sale and an honest week's work... Attractive offer to any..."

Kaylee looked at Jones who grunted and made it a point that the small one in his care wasn't for sale or anything else.

The voyage set out into the deep ocean. Josiah heard rumblings from below deck. He could see the oppression, taste the fear. This was not a good situation. But, at least, no one came for his precious cargo.

The storm got stronger. The constant crash of thunder was deafening. The waves got larger and more violent. Land was no-where in sight.

Late one night, who knows how many nights they'd been aboard the vessel, Jones and Kaylee heard a noise outside their small cabin on a lower level of the ship.

It sounded like whispering.

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Steve Gorak

Explorer
Selythin eyes the situation, and shakes his head. “This won’t work, they’re heading our way and they’re bound to see us” he says to the others on the boat. “Damn creatures”. As he says this he points at the troll, something resonates within him and he feels arcane energy course though his veins.

he doesn’t show that he doesn’t understand what just happened and says “Keep going, I’ll create a diversion”. He flies up. And goes to the opposite direction, effectively behind the two monsters so they don face the boat. Flying about 30 feet above the ground he says “comrades, where is the portal, I need to head there for the second phase

OOC: cast hex on the troll, disadvantage to wisdom checks.

selythin’s deception check= 24
 

Mark Chance

Boingy! Boingy!
OOC: I'm lost. Let's assume that Ralph tagged along with the wagon. Where does that put him doing what with whom?

:)
 


Alan will take a shortbow in hand, his handling not expert by any stretch, but nonetheless it's not amateur by any means. He nocks an arrow, keeping it pointed at the floor of the boat as a safety precaution.
 

JharyOConnah

Explorer
The boat bearing the confused travelers, the Dreaming Knight included, as well as the would-be royalty drifted its way north-ward toward the crumbling castle in the middle of the rushing river.

Before anyone could argue, prince Selythin took to the air, making a little semi-circle in the air and approaching the troll and ogre from above and behind-ish.

"Comrades, where is the portal? I need to head there for the second phase..."

The troll stared at the flying elf for a long, drunk moment. He hiccuped and replied. "Ugh..I figured we'd go south down river toward Mag Tureah. Those Fomorians can get a body anywhere. hic Just sometimes it ain't somewhere you PICKED."

He laughed and gave the eye-patch wearing ogre a shove.

"This way?" The ogre asked, pointing toward the river and in the direction of the approaching vessel.

They continued to stumble closer to the boat, seemingly still oblivious.

To the north, along the bank near the castle, Sirocco crouched behind some rocks.

The mezzoloth pushed his cart of ale slowly by whistling a tune the bariur had heard once or twice in Sigil. The bug-like fiend didn't give a single glance in his direction.

On the ramparts of the keep, the dark robed figure strode swiftly toward the door and disappeared inside the castle.

On the boat, Bradrick, Jim, and Bo armed themselves with javelins and a bow donated by Selythin.

The gathered group of various fey-folk continued chattering at one another excitedly. They actually got louder as the row-boat turned the bend and the ogre and troll came into full view.

Cousin Zenythin sighed loudly, attempting to steer the craft toward the opposite bank.

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Alan kept eyes open, nervous but - for the sake of those who, for some reason, looked up to him - keeping it to himself, putting on a brave face.
 


Steve Gorak

Explorer
Thank you comrades, are you going there too?” Selythin adds, still flying, trying to keep diverting their attention from the boat.

OOC: concentrating on hex, Troll has disadvantage to wisdom checks
 


JharyOConnah

Explorer
All the little fae-peoples clammed up when the pixie hissed at them. One, a tiny mushroom-looking guy, muttered quietly. "Oh no no no! We no wanna fight. No no no."

The others shushed and hushed him.

The boat was slowly passing by prince Selythin and the monstrous fellows in conversation.

They both had their attention on the flying elf, not noticing the row-boat at all.

"Are you going there too?" Selythin asked the troll.

"Ugh...yeah. You wanna tag along? We're all outta ale, but I think I can find the way. Mag Tureah is BIG, man. Can't miss it."

The ogre and troll began to laugh.

"It's this way. South along thee river." He gesticulated and started to walk again.

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Steve Gorak

Explorer
The boat was slowly passing by prince Selythin and the monstrous fellows in conversation.

They both had their attention on the flying elf, not noticing the row-boat at all.

"Are you going there too?" Selythin asked the troll.

"Ugh...yeah. You wanna tag along? We're all outta ale, but I think I can find the way. Mag Tureah is BIG, man. Can't miss it."

The ogre and troll began to laugh.

"It's this way. South along thee river." He gesticulated and started to walk again.

“Don’t mind if I do! Thanks comrades. Jesus let me take a look to see if there are other stragglers; I’ll be right back”
Selythin flew at a 45 degree angle exactly opposite to the rowboat, to keep the monsters attention, and flies back. He does this repeatedly so they look in his general direction.
 

JharyOConnah

Explorer
The troll and the one-eyed ogre laughed again. They watched prince Selythin's aerial maneuvering. It worked!

"The elf's barmy but I like him." The troll commented, stopping to slap his buddy across the back.

"What'll we call him?"

"Hey, elf, what do we call you?"
The troll called.

The boat continued around the bend and up the river, past the monsters and prince Selythin. The current became faster.

The row-boat was headed directly for the castle.

(I'd like a perception check from everyone on the boat. Also, from Selythin if he manages to get away from his new buddies.)

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JharyOConnah

Explorer
Sirocco watched the mezzoloth walk away.

From his position near the looming castle, the ranger could see a distance down river.

A row-boat was approaching. He could see there were quite a few aboard the vessel. He wondered if the wizard above in the castle tower could see the boat as well.

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Steve Gorak

Explorer
The troll and the one-eyed ogre laughed again. They watched prince Selythin's aerial maneuvering. It worked!

"The elf's barmy but I like him." The troll commented, stopping to slap his buddy across the back.

"What'll we call him?"

"Hey, elf, what do we call you?"
The troll called.

The boat continued around the bend and up the river, past the monsters and prince Selythin. The current became faster.

The row-boat was headed directly for the castle.
Call me Sel! And what are your names?” Sel flies around until the boat is completely out of view from the ground where the monsters are. He continues to “look for stragglers”. Once the boat is seemingly safe, he tells them “I think I saw someone from afar, let me check”. He then flies directly opposite to where the boat is, dives closer to the ground, and makes a big loop back to the boat.

 

William Smith1

Explorer
Sirocco thinks to himself, "Well, might be able to convince those in the boat to give me a ride across the river! Bet some garnish wouldn't hurt." He digs into his saddlebags and finds a few gold pieces. "Might be the most expensive ferry in the multiverse but what have I got to lose?" He makes sure he is visible to the boat and addresses them, "Ahoy there cutters! Care to provide some transportation to that kip over there? I can lay some jink on you for your trouble!" As he motions toward the castle.
 
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