Experience II

[Paxus Asclepius]

The source of Lester's panic is immediately visible; a withered corpse, dried and blackened as if it had been baked by the sun for weeks, hangs from the tiller. A single large golden hoop in its left ear looks exactly like that worn by Fiaro.

 

[Thanee]

Silvermoon

“That doesn't look good. Any idea what might have done this?”

Having some knowledge in obscure fields, Silvermoon also tries to deduce what might have been the source of this terrible death.

“Someone get him down there and cover him with a blanket.”

Spoiler

She also thinks about the creature she has seen in that coffin in the hold (could it have been some undead creature, that caused this?) and makes a mental note to quickly check back there on her way to the cabin.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The wizened corpse is quickly wrapped for sea burial, but murmurs of distress and fear run through the crew. As unnerving as your current location had been, it seemed to pose little threat; that is clearly no longer the case.

Silvermoon cannot imagine what could possibly have inflicted such a death; it is completely outside any experience she has with either spell or monster.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"We bes' make a funeral fer th' poor lad. Tis' bad luck t' keep a body on board. Someun' come 'elp me wit' a shroud," Granite offers as tenderly as he can. "We kin giv' 'im t' th' sea."

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The sailors accept Granite's assistance; the elderly scholar offers to say a few words, as he is well-versed in most religious traditions, but Jonath bruskly spurns the offer. Fiaro's body is given to the ocean without ceremony.

Are there any other repairs, preparations, changes of spells modified, or other actions anyone wishes to take?

 

[Thanee]

Silvermoon

“Whatever has done this might still be out there. We will have to take watches so we don't get surprised, in case it comes back for more,” Silvermoon suggests to Granite. “There is something, I'd like you to know. I'm not sure it is related, but you never know. Come, please.”

Assuming Granite follows her, Silvermoon will lead the dwarf to the hold, looking inside first to see if anything there has changed since her last visit.

 

[Thanee]

OOC: How much time has passed roughly since we woke up during the night and since the ship was sucked down into that subterrainean river?

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Granite shakes his head when the refuse to say anything for the poor sailor, and dumps a mug of ale overboard for the dead man. Taking a proper drink himself, he turns to follow Silvermoon when she asks it of him.*

"Wot ye find, Si'lermoon lass?" he asks.

 

[Thanee]

Silvermoon

“A coffin,” the elf answers in a whisper.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Coffin? 'o's in it? Or what? Is it nailed shut?" Granite asks in a murmur.