Island Empire - A Warlock Alone Part2

[Scotley]

The new schedule is posted and it appears that Nac'Losin's skills are up to the task. All the men frostbitten should make a full recovery in a day or two.

OOC: Another roll?

 

[J. Alexander]

a fracking 6

 

[Scotley]

OOC: Heh, heh heh. I'll get something up a little later on. Meanwhile, you've got mail.

 

[Scotley]

OOC: Too tired tonight. Post tomorrow. Sorry.

 

[Scotley]

Another cold damp night falls and the sea begins to stir. The swells are higher and winds unpredictable making it very difficult to maintain course. A light wet snow begins to fall reducing visibility further and making conditions on deck unpleasant and footing treacherous. By morning light it is revealed that a man was lost on his way to his bunk coming off watch. His relief is sure he left his forward station around 2 am without incident, but he never arrived in his bunk. A careful search of the ship produces no sign of him.

 

[J. Alexander]

Yelling at himself sielently, Michael will find ask guissipp to find out what he can about the man...secure his belonging for return to his family....and order that life lines be used..

 

[Scotley]

Lifelines are installed under a somber gray sky. The wind has turned less favorable and the currents here run the wrong way as well slowing progress to a crawl. Grumbar breaks out some of the best remaining fresh food in an attempt to improve spirits. It is getting a little colder each day now.

 

[J. Alexander]

Michael will see to it that every one is dressed wamly and will at odd time move about the deck and ship and use the cantrip dry to dry out the sailors clothes and various other pieces of equipment.

"He then asks for status reports from eveyone..especially Nicholas in reagard to the lady and the new arrivals...

 

[Scotley]

Micheal's efforts at keeping crewmen warm and dry are appreciated, but the mood remains somber.

The new arrivals were tired and hungry and did little the first couple of days, but eat and rest. Now they seem more focused on training, apparently talking a lot about spy type field craft--how to get messages out, signals, codes, places and people to seek out.

The Ms. York is brooding. She is obviously in a great hurry. As the ship slows in unfavorable conditions she can be seen pacing the decks despite the cold. Giuseppe tries to cheer her up, but she remains grim.

Remona comes on deck with her little pig familiar in tow. She isn't really dressed for the cold, but she and the pig seem to be oblivious to the weather, some sorceress magic no doubt. "Good day Captain. I gather our progress is being hindered by unfavorable wind and sea. I could summon a wind to set us right if you wish. This far from the inner sea I don't think your friends the Druids will object." She says this last with a bit of humor twinkling in her eyes.

 

[J. Alexander]

"Please do Madam. I would like to make as much time as possible before the weatehr gets worse" Michale rpelies