A Warlock Alone, Island Empire solo game

[Scotley]

Michael notices that one of the young lizardman Marines is also with Grumbar and Nac'Losin. He appears to be in fine health. Meanwhile, Grumbar is going from pale to green and stammering even more. Nac'Losin gives him another pat on the back, "just take a breath and tell him. Captain Stormwarden has yet to order anyone keelhauled." Grumbar does just that, taking a deep breath and then opening and closing his mouth a couple of times before finally speaking in an unusually high voice for him. "Well Captain, you seem to be on the same path we were. It seems Paltor here," he motions at the young Marine, "was the only one of the lizard folk not to eat the yams this evening." He pauses again before getting back to his tale. "I had noticed that my supply of bandoc seeds, a rare dwarven spice, were drying out, so though I had been saving them for special dishes, you and your guests have eaten them a few times, I decided that I'd better use them rather than let them ruin. As it turns out it seems that lizard folk are quite allergic to them. I had no idea. Anyway, I used them quite liberally in the yams, to rave reviews. The crew ate every bite." He seems very sorry. "Once Nac'Losin and I realized that Paltor wasn't sick it was only a matter of asking a few questions before the mystery was solved."

 

[J. Alexander]

The Sick Crew

Holding a smile in "Well accidents will happen....I just wish they would have happend with the Chieftian" Motioing for the young lizard marine to bring a decanter and glasses from the sideboard to the table, Michael will indicated that he is to take a seat at the table with both the priestess and grumbar. Taking the bottle and pouring four glasses, Michael will hand a glass of whiskey first to Grumbar, then the Priestess, then the young marine before taking one himself. "I am guessing it will take a few days for the crew to recover so we will find a shelterd inlet to lay anchor and wait for their recovery. Until such time we more or less are sitting targets to another crew or a nasty of somesort..so i think it would be best to have as many avaialbe for ship's defense than sailing...of course we could just anchor here." Getting up from the table he will consult the almanc for the wind conditions over the next few days in regards to the ship's position.

 

[Scotley]

Grumbar takes the whiskey eagerly, while Nac'Losin sips appreciatively and the young Marine approaches his tentatively. Grumbar smiles, "Next time we are in Tregere I'll be sure to have some bandoc seeds on hand in case the Chieftain and his sycophants happen to come calling." The winds should allow the Retribution to make port in the Sword Arm in less than a day should Michael choose. It won't be more than a few hours out of his way.

 

[J. Alexander]

The Sick Crew

Coming back to the table, MIchael will say.."We make for (Name of Port) in the Sword Arm. While we are there we can take on proper supplies and equipment, as well as recruit additionaly crew....and if were luck....dispose of some of our cargo and assets into cash" Pouring another round he says "I guess it is just as well, we really do need more of a crew and supplies...we have been operating shorthanded and short on proper equipment for a month now..it is not fair to the crew" As the second drinks are finished, Michael will ask the young marine to relay his orders for a change in course and to remain on the quarterdck till MIchael or Grond relive him from his post. Turning to the remaining two he says "any more suprises..and how ill is the crew"

 

[Scotley]

Grumbar sighs with joy, "Ah Odessipolis, I can finally get some proper gear for the galley in a Dwarven port. I feel I've been cooking with one hand tied behind my back."

Nac'Losin says, "The men are all young and hearty. They should recover fully in a few days at most. Usually only children and the eldery fall to such an afliction. Now that I know what it is, I should be able to treat it."

 

[J. Alexander]

To The Sword Arm

"I am glad to hear that they will be recovered soon, we should make port sometime this evening, now if you will excuse me I need to relive our young marine at his post so he can be other assistance" Michael will then walk to the quartedeck where he will stand watch and guard while the ship sails towards the port thus allowing other members of the crew to perform tasks.

 

[Scotley]

Just at sunset the Retribution sails into the small harbor at Odessipolis. The sun shines on white stone of the low squat dwarven style buildings. The town of Odessipolis rises sharply up the slope from the sea. Flowers bloom in numerous windowboxes adding some color to the gray streets and while buildings. Gayly painted signs advertise various businesses. A small fishing fleet and various cargo ships fill the little harbor. The ships are arranged in orderly fashion around stone quays. The sounds of music and the smells of cooking flow down to the Retribution as she finds a place to dock. The work day has ended and the dwarves of Odessipolis are ready to start the evening.

 

[J. Alexander]

Odelpois

Giving orders to sail towards the receving pier, Michale will look for a port authority man..in order to be assigned a tempeoray birth

 

[Scotley]

A uniformed Dwarf is standing at the quay by the time Retribution starts tossing lines. He waits with a clipboard in hand.

 

[J. Alexander]

Odessipolis

Addressing the man Michael will say "TheRetribuition requests permission to dock for three days in order to replenish, trade and recruit additional crew"