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<blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 1415148" data-attributes="member: 1210"><p><strong>A New Ship</strong></p><p></p><p>Our heroes set sail in their new vessel, the <em>Twikwakikikak.</em> They had hired on a skeleton crew, and now they planned to recover whatever remains of their lair and their band of pirates.</p><p></p><p><em>I hope we do better this time around,</em> Lyr thought glumly. <em>Our first journey with me as captain and we lose the ship... curse it!</em></p><p></p><p>The hideout was still there, and the men were still there as well, in good spirits for the most part. They had done well by themselves over the winter, and Lyr was heartened that they’d kept the faith without word from their captain. The news of Malford and Dexter’s betrayal, Galliger’s death and the subsequent loss of the ship set the whole group to murmuring among themselves, and within the day of the group’s return the half-elf Coric started subtly trying to raise support among the crew for a mutiny. Lyr had already begun plans for a new expedition.</p><p></p><p>“We’re going to get as far from known waters as we can,” she told Urick privately. “We’re getting away from Rajah’s chasers, from any kind of further attacks from Dexter, from all of it. We’re going to go to Pesh, maybe even further east.”</p><p></p><p>Urick nodded. “There may be some interesting things to look at along the way,” he said laconically. “The Isle of Courage, perhaps.”</p><p></p><p>“What’s that?” Lyr cocked her head in interest.</p><p></p><p>“It’s said that monsters appear out of thin air there,” the elven wizard informed her. “Very mysterious- nobody’s ever figured out how it works. Sometimes they vanish, too. There isn’t much in the way of civilization there; it’s too dangerous to live somewhere where an umber hulk might appear in the kitchen.”</p><p></p><p>“Hm, might be a good opportunity to kill something, find a little treasure, raise some morale,” Captain Lyr mused. <em>And eat some hearts,</em> she added inwardly.</p><p></p><p>So it was that the <em>Twikwakikikak</em> sailed for Pesh by way of the Isle of Courage. The Isle, a reasonably large chunk of rock covered with a thin soil that allowed only the hardiest shrubs and grasses to thrive, was caught in a gloomy, think fog that obscured the land beyond about sixty yards. Weak sunlight made the grasses glisten as if covered in dew. </p><p></p><p>Lyr, Urick and Akakathan went exploring for a few miles. Urick, tired of running out of spells all the time, came loaded with flasks of volatile oil. “I wonder if we’ll see any of these monsters that appear out of nowhere,” the elven mage commented.</p><p></p><p>They followed a series of ripples in the landscape up to a small plateau. Stubby oaks seemed to be barely surviving on this bitter isle. The fog had closed in a bit, cutting visibility to about a hundred feet. Still, the alert win the battle, and the pirates were certainly on the look out; thus, they noticed the lumbering ogre emerging from the mist before it noticed them, and without speaking they immediately agreed that an attack was in order. While Urick scrambled into the branches of a stunted oak Lyr readied her harpoon and Akakathan prepared his sword. </p><p></p><p>The ogre first noticed them when Lyr’s harpoon suddenly landed in his meaty pectoral with a <em>chuk</em>. The ogre yelped and roared, swiveling his low-browed head to look at the adventurers, then charging forward. A <em>magic missile</em> zipped in from the tree, blasting the ogre, and Lyr (wielding an axe, now) and the merellin danced around it, slashing and slicing.</p><p></p><p>The ogre roared, swinging its huge club, and knocked Lyr aside. It turned and roared again, ready to strike Akakathan down, when hot flaming oil splattered all over its face from above. The monster gave out a high screech, batting at the flames, as Lyr and Akakathan scrambled back out of the way. In the branches about ten feet above the ground, Urick lit another flask and determinedly threw it, catching the ogre in the torso and legs! Flames licked hungrily at the bestial creature as it spun comically and patted at itself, trying to extinguish the sticky flames.</p><p></p><p>Then- disaster! With a howl of despair, the ogre reached up and grabbed a mighty handful of Urick’s chest, pulling the elf down and crushing him to its fiery body. Urick’s eyes widened in fear and his last breath hissed out as he realized what was about to happen.</p><p></p><p>The flasks of oil, strapped all over his body, ignited, and in seconds he was a blazing inferno. Thankfully, he didn’t survive more than a few seconds. Nor did the ogre, of course.</p><p></p><p>Lyr sank to her knees. Another of her men, gone. Her face was fierce with anger and remorse. Damn it! It’s the price of leadership, feeling like this.</p><p></p><p>Shortly, she and Akakathan took what remains they could for burial at sea.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><em><strong>Next Time:</strong></em> Vosh the Centaur!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="the Jester, post: 1415148, member: 1210"] [b]A New Ship[/b] Our heroes set sail in their new vessel, the [i]Twikwakikikak.[/i] They had hired on a skeleton crew, and now they planned to recover whatever remains of their lair and their band of pirates. [i]I hope we do better this time around,[/i] Lyr thought glumly. [i]Our first journey with me as captain and we lose the ship... curse it![/i] The hideout was still there, and the men were still there as well, in good spirits for the most part. They had done well by themselves over the winter, and Lyr was heartened that they’d kept the faith without word from their captain. The news of Malford and Dexter’s betrayal, Galliger’s death and the subsequent loss of the ship set the whole group to murmuring among themselves, and within the day of the group’s return the half-elf Coric started subtly trying to raise support among the crew for a mutiny. Lyr had already begun plans for a new expedition. “We’re going to get as far from known waters as we can,” she told Urick privately. “We’re getting away from Rajah’s chasers, from any kind of further attacks from Dexter, from all of it. We’re going to go to Pesh, maybe even further east.” Urick nodded. “There may be some interesting things to look at along the way,” he said laconically. “The Isle of Courage, perhaps.” “What’s that?” Lyr cocked her head in interest. “It’s said that monsters appear out of thin air there,” the elven wizard informed her. “Very mysterious- nobody’s ever figured out how it works. Sometimes they vanish, too. There isn’t much in the way of civilization there; it’s too dangerous to live somewhere where an umber hulk might appear in the kitchen.” “Hm, might be a good opportunity to kill something, find a little treasure, raise some morale,” Captain Lyr mused. [i]And eat some hearts,[/i] she added inwardly. So it was that the [i]Twikwakikikak[/i] sailed for Pesh by way of the Isle of Courage. The Isle, a reasonably large chunk of rock covered with a thin soil that allowed only the hardiest shrubs and grasses to thrive, was caught in a gloomy, think fog that obscured the land beyond about sixty yards. Weak sunlight made the grasses glisten as if covered in dew. Lyr, Urick and Akakathan went exploring for a few miles. Urick, tired of running out of spells all the time, came loaded with flasks of volatile oil. “I wonder if we’ll see any of these monsters that appear out of nowhere,” the elven mage commented. They followed a series of ripples in the landscape up to a small plateau. Stubby oaks seemed to be barely surviving on this bitter isle. The fog had closed in a bit, cutting visibility to about a hundred feet. Still, the alert win the battle, and the pirates were certainly on the look out; thus, they noticed the lumbering ogre emerging from the mist before it noticed them, and without speaking they immediately agreed that an attack was in order. While Urick scrambled into the branches of a stunted oak Lyr readied her harpoon and Akakathan prepared his sword. The ogre first noticed them when Lyr’s harpoon suddenly landed in his meaty pectoral with a [i]chuk[/i]. The ogre yelped and roared, swiveling his low-browed head to look at the adventurers, then charging forward. A [i]magic missile[/i] zipped in from the tree, blasting the ogre, and Lyr (wielding an axe, now) and the merellin danced around it, slashing and slicing. The ogre roared, swinging its huge club, and knocked Lyr aside. It turned and roared again, ready to strike Akakathan down, when hot flaming oil splattered all over its face from above. The monster gave out a high screech, batting at the flames, as Lyr and Akakathan scrambled back out of the way. In the branches about ten feet above the ground, Urick lit another flask and determinedly threw it, catching the ogre in the torso and legs! Flames licked hungrily at the bestial creature as it spun comically and patted at itself, trying to extinguish the sticky flames. Then- disaster! With a howl of despair, the ogre reached up and grabbed a mighty handful of Urick’s chest, pulling the elf down and crushing him to its fiery body. Urick’s eyes widened in fear and his last breath hissed out as he realized what was about to happen. The flasks of oil, strapped all over his body, ignited, and in seconds he was a blazing inferno. Thankfully, he didn’t survive more than a few seconds. Nor did the ogre, of course. Lyr sank to her knees. Another of her men, gone. Her face was fierce with anger and remorse. Damn it! It’s the price of leadership, feeling like this. Shortly, she and Akakathan took what remains they could for burial at sea. [i][b]Next Time:[/b][/i][b][/b] Vosh the Centaur! [/QUOTE]
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