• NOW LIVE! Into the Woods--new character species, eerie monsters, and haunting villains to populate the woodlands of your D&D games.

Dockside Diversion/Still Waters

The good natured joking and horseplay leaves Aldino in shock with mouth gaping until he realizes that it is just banter and pranks among good friends. Nevertheless, the underlying truth of it still leaves him speechless and with fingers twitching until his brain can catch up.

"Oh, oh dear. Mageslayer, His Wizardliness, and a Witch of the Green!"

He turns back to Zelena as the safest member of the group he has become swept up in but his eyes light upon the crescent moon of Ral that she wears.

"Tell me you're a druid and not a werewolf, please?"

 

log in or register to remove this ad

Zelena's call for permission to board draws the attention of an intense looking officer on deck of the Eel of K'issp. The man has large dark eyes that seem more suited to a poet or philosopher than a merchant ship's officer, wind blown hair and a thin, black beard around his mouth and chin. He gazes across the boarding plank a moment before nodding and calling out.

"Permission to board, granted. You must be Master Sekmun's hired muscle. Ah, and our passenger, Master Gallucci."

 

Zelena lets out a laugh at the elder man's question, "No and no. I am a priestess of Ral, a gnomish god of protection."

"Ah, there we are." she motions for the man to proceed her, offering a hand of aid if it is required as they head up the gangway.
 

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

OOC: The Captain is not the slack officer we saw before, correct?

Not really intending to toss his friend into the drink, Borric puts an arm around Syl's shoulder, companionably, as he steers him back onwards the ship and says, "Good thing I like Walter, mate."

Letting the witch go and feeling a little better, he quips at Zelena under his breath, "Did the old codger just ask you a round about way if you are a bitch? Or was that not a play on words he was driving at?"

Not wanting to delay greeting the Captain any longer, he calls up, "Jolly good of you Cap'n. We be the hired heroes, not muscle. Big difference, we get better quarters on board."

Since Zelena wants to let the old codger go up first, Borric is fine with that, but comes up along behind him to help bustle him up the gangplank.
[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 23 (26 with shield, 24 flat-footed, 13 Touch)
HP: 43 Current: 43
CMB: +7 CMD: 20 (22 vs. Trip/Disarm) Fort: +6 Reflex: +3 Will: +2 (+3 vs. Fear)
Conditions in Effect: Slight hangover and a sore groin

Current Weapon in Hand: nadda
Chakram: 2/2 MWK & 6/6 Cold Iron remaining
Light Hammers: 2/2 remaining[/sblock]___________________________

Swash1.jpg
Borric Hawkins
 

Nathan Tchanlach, human sorcerer

Nathan watches with a vague sense of amusement as Syl and Borric wrestle about, but says nothing. He lets Zelena see to calming the old man, as he's clearly most comfortable with her.

When the intense man allows them aboard, he follows the others. As he nears the top of the gangplank he offers his hand.

"Captain Lotti, is it?" he says. "We appreciate your accommodating us."
 

Aldino nods sagely as Zelena describes herself as a priestess of Ral but the slightly blank look leads Zelena to believe he either hasn't heard of Ral or knows very little of the god.

"Ah, a priestess of Ral. Good. Well, I imagine we'll have plenty of time on this journey to expand my knowledge of your god. I look forward to it."

When Zelena motions for Aldino to precede her aboard the ship Aldino nods his thanks, noticing that both Zelena and Borric stand ready to assist should he need it. Despite their readiness should he prove unsteady Aldino moves across the boarding plank rather spryly for someone of his age. Once aboard he greets the officer and pumps his hand with a grin.

"Ah, Captain Lotti! A pleasure to be aboard, good sir. I am ready for my adventure! And hopefully it is a lucrative one, eh? I find that dwarven gold and I'll reward you handsomely!"

 

Firmly but gently the officer greets Aldino, shaking his hand and clasping him familiarly on the arm, and moves him to the side so that he can fully greet Borric, Nathan, Sylvain and Zelena as they board.

"Yes, I am Captain Lotti. Welcome aboard the Eel of K'issp."

Glancing about as you board you do not see the incompetent officer that was unloading cargo the last time you were here. The captain quirks a brow at Borric's comment and shakes Nathan's offered hand.

"I don't believe I've had heroes aboard before. I will make sure your accomodations are suitable. Since Master Sekmun prefers the air above decks the stateroom is available for your use."


OOC: No, Captain Lotti is not the incompetent officer of previous.

Also, by my calculations Borric and Sylvain will reach 5th level through time-based xp earned on November 27. If you want to go ahead and work up your leveling and submit for approval, feel free.
 

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

OOC: Cool, I will work on that.

Stepping upon the quarterdeck, Borric throws the Captain a casual salute, "Staterooms, sound just fine. We don't have to double up do we?"

He looks askance at Syl, wondering if his friend gets seasick or not.

On hearing the old codger mention treasure, Borric suggests with a grin, "Ya old coot, best not announce treasure hunting so loud for every longshoreman with a belaying pin to hear."

"Perhaps we can discuss this privately, I am interested to hear more."
He finishes in a lower, conspiratorial voice that won't carry very far.
[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 23 (26 with shield, 24 flat-footed, 13 Touch)
HP: 43 Current: 43
CMB: +7 CMD: 20 (22 vs. Trip/Disarm) Fort: +6 Reflex: +3 Will: +2 (+3 vs. Fear)
Conditions in Effect: Slight hangover and a sore groin

Current Weapon in Hand: nadda
Chakram: 2/2 MWK & 6/6 Cold Iron remaining
Light Hammers: 2/2 remaining[/sblock]___________________________

Swash1.jpg
Borric Hawkins
 

Nathan Tchanlach, human sorcerer

"I'm not sure I'd ever go so far as to call myself a hero, but I'll not turn down whatever comfort you can provide, captain," Nathan offers by way of thanks.

He raises an inquisitive eyebrow as Borric swoops in to start discussing dwarven gold, asking the others, half-joking, "Should I be worried about our elderly friend?"
 

GM: My apologies for not getting a post in today. Tomorrow I begin traveling and will probably be out until Sunday night. I'll try to get a post in before but I would expect us to resume Sunday or Monday. Happy Thanksgiving!
 

Into the Woods

Remove ads

Top