jmucchiello
Hero
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(IC) We be Jammin' (5e PBP)
FitzTheRuke
Legend
Delphine had a wonderful plan. Unfortunately, her invisible servant was only a few tables in, flipping and knocking over drinks, when a large hippo-headed fellow stood from a nearby table and said, "Have you lot not seen a servant-spell before, eh? She's having you for a lark!"
After which, the room calmed back down somewhat, though the first tables she'd upset were angry, and that did have the desired effect of the dockworkers there chasing her out onto the street.
After which, the room calmed back down somewhat, though the first tables she'd upset were angry, and that did have the desired effect of the dockworkers there chasing her out onto the street.
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Leatherhead
Possibly a Idiot.
"No problem, big guy." Glau extends a sensory pseudopod up into the air, to make sure those creatures aren't giving chase. "We should get to the harbor, it's our best chance to escape"
Steve Gorak
Adventurer
As he proceeds, Nic is careful to remain stealthy and not draw attention to himself from the crystalline vines.
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Snarf Zagyg
Notorious Liquefactionist
Brother Phlox heard the cry of the Captain. A crew? A ship? Phlox's training had not prepared him for this. But still, the Captain, at least, seemed to know something, which was more than Phlox knew at this point. And what is a Captain without a crew? Phlox accompanied Delphine to the tavern, and watching as the commotion starts and the patrons seemed unmoved. Phlox was uncertain how to help ... while his mask commanded obedience from much of the town, he was painfully aware that his words rarely did.
Phlox studied the reaction of the Hippo-looking patron, and saw that he was unmoved by magic. But he could sense that he might be more interested in something that he feared.
Phlox approached the Hippo creature and from behind his mask, intoned, There is disease afoot. The captain is preparing the boat. You must leave now, or you will be here in quarantine with the sick and the dead.
Phlox studied the reaction of the Hippo-looking patron, and saw that he was unmoved by magic. But he could sense that he might be more interested in something that he feared.
Phlox approached the Hippo creature and from behind his mask, intoned, There is disease afoot. The captain is preparing the boat. You must leave now, or you will be here in quarantine with the sick and the dead.
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Lidgar
Gongfarmer
Seeing the imminent threat to Selma and the other civilian, Gunther turned to Tanner and shouted over the din of the fleeing mob. "We need to help them, and quick!" He then pushed his way through the crowd, using his military training navigating battlefields to get to his target, all the while pulling Tanner after him. He misjudged the flow, and had to circle around more people than he'd have liked. "Get them up while I hold 'em back, lad!" He then planted his feet and became almost one with the earth, an immovable pillar that forced the masses to part.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
The crowd parted around Gunthar, who stood like a solid pillar while Tanner helped Selma and the other fellow to their feet. When the throng subsided, Gunthar spotted crystal blights on the move toward them, and he turned and hustled the townsfolk away from the danger, until at last, they found themselves near the docks.
* * *
As Delphine exited the Drunken Seagull in frustration at her plan being foiled, Phlox took the measure of the hippo-folk sailor. He was surprised to find that the fellow regarded him curiously, with no recognition of the meaning behind his mask. Where was this man from that he did not recognize the servants of Incabulos?
Fortunately, his words worked, in quite the opposite fashion to his expected musings as he'd entered the tavern. The hippo-man's ears flickered and he said, "Disease, you say? How terrible! No, we would not want to be left behind."
He loudly banged on the table and hollered, "Captains' orders! Shore-leave is cancelled! Let us all return to our ships. You lot - no lollygagging! Out in orderly fashion, eh?"
While much of the tavern were filled with patrons from other ships, they all knew the call of a petty officer. There were moans and curses, but the singing stopped immediately, and even the drunks stood up wobblily and made their way out the door. The proprietor, standing behind the counter shot Phlox a dark look, but dared not say anything to him - the respect for the mask that Plox had expected.
* * *
Nic had accompanied the captain as she headed for her ship, and he stayed out of sight of any trouble at all - be it riotous townsfolk, crystal blights, or twisting vines with anthropomorphic intentions. Even Captain Sartell herself was unaware that he had followed her, and she was surprised to find him by her side when she finally reached pier four.
* * *
As Delphine exited the Drunken Seagull in frustration at her plan being foiled, Phlox took the measure of the hippo-folk sailor. He was surprised to find that the fellow regarded him curiously, with no recognition of the meaning behind his mask. Where was this man from that he did not recognize the servants of Incabulos?
Fortunately, his words worked, in quite the opposite fashion to his expected musings as he'd entered the tavern. The hippo-man's ears flickered and he said, "Disease, you say? How terrible! No, we would not want to be left behind."
He loudly banged on the table and hollered, "Captains' orders! Shore-leave is cancelled! Let us all return to our ships. You lot - no lollygagging! Out in orderly fashion, eh?"
While much of the tavern were filled with patrons from other ships, they all knew the call of a petty officer. There were moans and curses, but the singing stopped immediately, and even the drunks stood up wobblily and made their way out the door. The proprietor, standing behind the counter shot Phlox a dark look, but dared not say anything to him - the respect for the mask that Plox had expected.
* * *
Nic had accompanied the captain as she headed for her ship, and he stayed out of sight of any trouble at all - be it riotous townsfolk, crystal blights, or twisting vines with anthropomorphic intentions. Even Captain Sartell herself was unaware that he had followed her, and she was surprised to find him by her side when she finally reached pier four.
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jmucchiello
Hero
"Not my problem if you all prefer to die," Delphne said. And she ran out of there. She led the dockworkers toward the ship before losing them.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Through various twists, turns, lanes, obstacles and setbacks, the group that had fought off the crystal blights in the marketplace found their way to pier four, where Captain Sartell's ship, the Moondancer lay moored to the dock. In tow, they had helped to deliver a total of 38 frightened and confused townsfolk. Soon Brother Phlox joined them with eight of the ship's crew, and a handful of sailors that belonged to other ships, but with time being what it was, would likely wind up joining them.
Unfortunately, the pier was close to the offices of a locally notorious crime-boss named Traevus, who had decided to take it upon his people to load himself and some of his ill-gotten valuables aboard the nearest ship, which happened to be the Moondancer. As the others arrived, Traevus' men were using the dock's crane to load a large flat of crates onto the deck of the ship and were holding the ship's few occupants under the threat of their crossbows.
"What's going on here?" asked Captain Sartell, "This is MY ship."
"Not anymore," answered Traevus with a sneer, "Stand back all of ya! Or my men will fire on ya, crowd or crew."
Unfortunately, the pier was close to the offices of a locally notorious crime-boss named Traevus, who had decided to take it upon his people to load himself and some of his ill-gotten valuables aboard the nearest ship, which happened to be the Moondancer. As the others arrived, Traevus' men were using the dock's crane to load a large flat of crates onto the deck of the ship and were holding the ship's few occupants under the threat of their crossbows.
"What's going on here?" asked Captain Sartell, "This is MY ship."
"Not anymore," answered Traevus with a sneer, "Stand back all of ya! Or my men will fire on ya, crowd or crew."
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Leatherhead
Possibly a Idiot.
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