Deep Water and Shoals - A Swashbuckling Campaign

[Uriel]

Nicodemus yells 'Rock ahead, 50 yards, lee side!'
Artimus howls in alarm from the deck at the alarm in Nico's voice.

 

[garyh]

Bimzoole,

"Well, now, we could do with a little light, Mr. Marper. If y' could light up our bowsprit, I'd be much obliged..."

"Aye aye, Cap'n," replied the gnome. Suddenly, the bowsprit glowed with a magical light.

 

[dead_radish]

Malthas reacts quickly to the shout, spinning the ship's wheel quickly to try to avoid the rocks.

OOC: Pilot 8+(eugh)4=12. Sorry if I crash the ship, all.

 

[Bob Aberton]

Malthas and everyone else,

As the bowsprit lights up, it cuts through the fog like a knife and illuminates an ugly, sharp looking rock barely awash and covered with foam, about 50 yards off the lee bow.

At the same time, you are conscious of the ship turning upwind, but too slowly. Either the rock was too close or the helmsman was too slow, but the CALYPSO'S GRACE grounds with a shock that shakes her from keelson to main-truck. The snapping of rigging letting go can be heard high up in the masts, and the masts themselves groan and bend as the ship grinds to a sudden halt.

For a moment, the entire crew is stricken dumb with shock. Just a few seconds ago, they were looking forward to when they would get a glass of rum and an accomodating girl ashore, and now they think about what they will do if they ever get ashore. Which is seeming less and less likely as the waves move the CALYPSO'S GRACE forwards and backwards, the rock sawing away at her timbers below the waterline.

 

[kenjib]

Vemuz rushes below deck to gauge the damage. As he runs he grabs a few men with strong backs to come with him in case there is a breach to be repaired.

 

[Bob Aberton]

(OOC All: I'm delaying my DM post until tomorrow to let someone besides kenjib respond )

 

[dead_radish]

Malthas curses rapidly in halfing, and stands helpless. He looks around imploringly, hoping someone can repair the damage, if there is any, and help get the ship off the snag.

 

[Xael]

Jonah stirs from his mind-numbing affairs as the ship shakes and throws him off his feet somewhere below the deck. For the billionth time he curses that he hasn't bothered to learn to swim, while he gets up and tries to figure out what to do.

OOC: I'm still alive... kind of.

 

[Uriel]

OoC:Er..um...ack!

IC:Nico readies himself, preparing to cast Mending,Animate Rope or whatever else may help as he can.Nico will make himself available for any Shoring/Bailing as needed.

 

[Tonguez]

Taking Vemuz's lead Malachi follows him below deck ready to lend his muuscle and his prayers to any repair work needed inorder to protect the ship and extricate her from danger

"Aiiyee" he moans "Lady Calypso halp yer servants pleese"...