Bob Aberton
First Post
(OOC: I suppose Artimus could use a pistol...it's not that different from having your familiar deliver touch spells, I guess. Same goes for the mop...)
Nicodemus, the new Ship's Mage, goes belowdecks, followed by his familiar, Artimus the monkey, who, having found a mop somewhere, tows it after him.
Meanwhile, now that you are out of sight of land, the ship's motion changes. Before, in the steep but small inshore chop, the heavily laden CALYPSO'S GRACE barely rocked at all, but now she begins to move, heaving slowly back and forth. Her figurehead seems to nod its head as her rocking first raises her bows and then her stern.
Most of you are tars familiar with the sea. Jonah, the curiously colored new supercargo, however, seems a bit pale.
Jonah, you feel your stomach heaving with the motion of the ship, and the world spins dizzily. A young woman who just came on deck, wearing sailor's garb, sees the telltale signs of seasickness and nods sympathetically.
"Seasick? Don't worry - it happens to ev'rybody. You'll be over it in a week," she says kindly.
"Thet's Ms. Weaver - Kirah Weaver, our sailmaker," Captain McCrenshaw says to you as he passes. "Sorry about the seasickness."
By then, you are too sick to care.
(OOC: You are now nauseated. Please take the appropriate actions
. Sorry. However, it will go away after you succeed at two consective Fortitude saves [you must make a Fortitude save every day], or after two weeks have passed.)
Vemuz, you make known to Arthur Orville your disapproval. He turns to you, with a flash of resentment in his eyes, but he quickly smothers it as he sees the imposing figure you cut.
"Aye, y'd best watch yerself, Orv," says Ben Stern, as he sees what goes on. "Thet's th' man what split th' runner from neck t' groin in one blow. 'E's an harpooner, too. I'd not soger* no more, if I was you."
"You'll not call me a soger, Ben Stern," the man says, seeing an easier target for his resentment. "I'll rip yore tongue out o' yore head before I let you call me a soger!"
You realize that this Arthur Orville is likely to be trouble.
Malachi, the captain turns to you.
"Mr. Legba, if y' would be so kind as t' plot our course?"
(OOC: Make a Profession Navigator check.)
*"Soger," pronounced like "soldier." An insult aboard ship; a term for laziness or sloppiness. A "soger" is a seaman who doesn't do his duty properly or promptly, and to call a seaman a soger is one of the worst insults one utter aboard ship.
Nicodemus, the new Ship's Mage, goes belowdecks, followed by his familiar, Artimus the monkey, who, having found a mop somewhere, tows it after him.
Meanwhile, now that you are out of sight of land, the ship's motion changes. Before, in the steep but small inshore chop, the heavily laden CALYPSO'S GRACE barely rocked at all, but now she begins to move, heaving slowly back and forth. Her figurehead seems to nod its head as her rocking first raises her bows and then her stern.
Most of you are tars familiar with the sea. Jonah, the curiously colored new supercargo, however, seems a bit pale.
Jonah, you feel your stomach heaving with the motion of the ship, and the world spins dizzily. A young woman who just came on deck, wearing sailor's garb, sees the telltale signs of seasickness and nods sympathetically.
"Seasick? Don't worry - it happens to ev'rybody. You'll be over it in a week," she says kindly.
"Thet's Ms. Weaver - Kirah Weaver, our sailmaker," Captain McCrenshaw says to you as he passes. "Sorry about the seasickness."
By then, you are too sick to care.
(OOC: You are now nauseated. Please take the appropriate actions
. Sorry. However, it will go away after you succeed at two consective Fortitude saves [you must make a Fortitude save every day], or after two weeks have passed.)Vemuz, you make known to Arthur Orville your disapproval. He turns to you, with a flash of resentment in his eyes, but he quickly smothers it as he sees the imposing figure you cut.
"Aye, y'd best watch yerself, Orv," says Ben Stern, as he sees what goes on. "Thet's th' man what split th' runner from neck t' groin in one blow. 'E's an harpooner, too. I'd not soger* no more, if I was you."
"You'll not call me a soger, Ben Stern," the man says, seeing an easier target for his resentment. "I'll rip yore tongue out o' yore head before I let you call me a soger!"
You realize that this Arthur Orville is likely to be trouble.
Malachi, the captain turns to you.
"Mr. Legba, if y' would be so kind as t' plot our course?"
(OOC: Make a Profession Navigator check.)
*"Soger," pronounced like "soldier." An insult aboard ship; a term for laziness or sloppiness. A "soger" is a seaman who doesn't do his duty properly or promptly, and to call a seaman a soger is one of the worst insults one utter aboard ship.
