A Warlock Alone, Island Empire solo game

[Scotley]

Captain Bailor is very much interested in taking a commission to haul building materials. He too is happy to make a little small talk until word comes that the final crewman has been recovered by longboat and that the Retribution is ready to sail.

OOC: Lion King was quite impressive. The costumes were very creative, given that pretty much the entire cast are animals and that major cast members had to be portrayed as both cubs and adult lions. It was quite impressive. I recommend it.

 

[J. Alexander]

Sailing

MIchael will make the final arrangements with Captain Balinor for the transport of the ships from Mermaid's Rest as well as the carrying of materials from Axiopolis to Terger etc.....taking his leave he will return to the Retribution

"If all is ready then let us begin our journey Lt. Impariell"....Lt Mangrum, who also has a pearl earring is stayin in Terger to see to the outfitting of the new ship and to recruit a crew.

 

[Scotley]

Sailing with the predawn tide, the Retribution is soon out of sight of Tregere. The new crewmembers struggle to learn the routine and skills needed for their new ship. The morning's sailing goes off without incident.

OOC: Will you go directly to the Crystal Princess or try to make a trading stop or two along the way?

 

[J. Alexander]

The Crystal Princess

Good question...considering the newness of the crew....I think it would proably be best to head for the Crystal Princess.

OCC: Beginning to think you had disappeared ..no answer on the phone around 8:00 pm...i figure you and master flynn were out and about

 

[Scotley]

OOC: Sorry I missed your post.

Taking out Giralldi's map you and your officers set a course for the last known position of the Crystal Princess. With favorable winds you should reach the site in four days.

OOC: Care to roll a d20 for posible problems?

 

[J. Alexander]

1d20-> [17] = (17

 

[Scotley]

Michael breaths and involuntary sigh of relief as the first day's sailing passes uneventfully. The new crewmen are getting adjusted, but thankfully, so far their mistakes haven't been serious. Padar Losin reports that the mob mentality has begun to fade on the island as there has been no success in locating the beast that killed Lord Contrall. Michael finds his mind wandering after the sleepless night and long tense day of watching poorly trained and or new sailors stumbling about his ship.

OOC: Care to roll for the evening?

 

[J. Alexander]

1d20-> [9] = (9)
Problems...I think i may have problems.

 

[Scotley]

Michael's suspician is confirmed as he notices waves cresting over his boots...

OOC: Okay maybe nothing quite so serious. I don't expect to have much time this weekend, but I'll try to get a real post up.

 

[Scotley]

The day crewmen retire for their much needed rest. The work is harder than usual with so many new men underfoot. The evening proceeds smoothly enough to all appearances, but morning reveals a little trouble. A significant rip is found in the mainsail. It seems that the old hands were busy showing off what they knew of reading the stars and navigation and too little attention was paid to the securing of the sail. A poorly secured line came loose in the night and swinging in the wind it eventually damaged the sail. A half a day will be lost taking it down and replacing it.