Island Empire Part 2, Mermaid's Rest

[mleibrock]

Radoon

Marienna opens her door. She steps back to let him enter her small cabin. "Recovering from your wounds?"

Radoon steps in, "I am, thank you for your aid. You make me feel younger than my years in many ways, the least is being alive and not dead." He smiles at her. "How are you this evening?" Radoon will sit on the end of the bed, "I am anxious about tomorrow's fight, we barely survived the wraith and I am sure there are going to be worse creatures than that on the other side of that wall. I don't mind a fair fight, even if I am out of my league but when it comes to fighting magic, it always feels so unfair. How does a person become so corrupt that they dabble in the black arts? If a person is so strong willed as to become proficient and not allow the evil to overtake them, then that person is one to be admired indeed, except they took a wrong turn somewhere and sided with evil rather than good. All my life, I've viewed most things as black and white, good or evil and now I am seeing there is more grey than either black or white. I guess I just feel a bit lost and this is not how I want to feel leading my first mission as captain. Somehow I thought it would be different, rosier. I feel horrible when one of my crew perishes and tomorrow we may all do just that. I am beginning to wonder if Allois is worth all these lives. This whole ordeal is very grey." He pauses, thinking...

"I am very thankful Geoffry has come along at this point as I do not know if we could defeat these magic user without him. What are your feelings on all of this?"

 

[Lou]

Mingo Frasse, Water Halfling at Play

"I would say that he could do this in his immediate area for as long as the spell lasted. Unless, that is, there is some particularly potent magic behind the fog, and then all bets are off, madam. But I don't think that my summoning spell would last long enough for us to gain any practical value from your idea. You see, Madam Mingo, I am an Illusionist, not a Conjurer, and there are doubtless secrets to the conjuring arts that I am not privy to. My summoning would last for just under one minute's time, and I only have one such spell memorized for today. If you had mentioned this yesterday, I had two such spells memorized. Furthermore, if you had been here two days ago then you could have met a water elemental that I summoned and conversed with him to your hearts content."

"Hmmm, I was thinking I would summon the elemental for a short period. I did not realize that you could do that, too." Mingo looks thoughtful. "I do not have much experience with arcane spellcasters or spells."

"Blocking out the sun may allow undead to roam in the daytime. We best be on our guard."

 

[Leif]

Gnurl Whiskerling

"Hmmm, I was thinking I would summon the elemental for a short period. I did not realize that you could do that, too." Mingo looks thoughtful. "I do not have much experience with arcane spellcasters or spells. Blocking out the sun may allow undead to roam in the daytime. We best be on our guard."

"Oh, I see! Likewise, I did not know that you could do this sort of summoning. How long would your summoning last? That may, indeed, be our best course of action."

 

[Scotley]

Marienna's Cabin

"Marin is worth all this. All he has left is his son. He's a great man, and I for one am willing to risk my life for what he wants." She sighs, "but this has gone way beyond poor Allois and Marin's fleet. We've stumbled onto something really big and dangerous here. I think this could threaten the whole Empire." She paces about talking animatedly, "Think about what could have happened if all those rich and influnetial people had left the Masque under the control of undead." She shakes her head, the long red hair covering her face. She tosses her head back and pulls the hair back. "It is good to have Geoffrey and the others with us. I still can't believe Rook is gone. This damned place, I'm not sure we should just burn the whole of the 'Rest down to the waterline. If it weren't for Allois being held in there I just might." She pounds a fist on a wall in frustration, "you ask what turns a person to such dark pursuits. I'm beginning to wonder if everyone isn't basically evil and depraved. We're the strange ones. The ones who want to see good and justice in the world." She looks Radoon in the eyes and places a hand on his shoulder, "I'm very proud of you. I think you'll do very well tomorrow, because you do care about the people and you want to do right. I feel safe knowing you'll be beside me no matter what."

 

[Lou]

Mingo Frasse, Water Halfling at Play

"Oh, I see! Likewise, I did not know that you could do this sort of summoning. How long would your summoning last? That may, indeed, be our best course of action."

"My summoning is only for about half a minute. I must confess to being less than diligent in my clerical studies. Other things distract me from being pious all the time." Mingo winks slyly at Gnurl. "For example," as she pulls out a silver skiprock, "I like to watch skiprocks bounce from one opponent to another. It took quite some training to learn that. Even more to learn to skip them using the warsling." As Mingo plays with the skiprock she appears lost in thought. "If we summoned a water elemental and an air elemental, could they make it rain enough to clear the air of fog? Is this magical fog or just magically summoned fog?" Facing Gnurl once again, Mingo asks,"What do you think, Master Illusionist?"

 

[Leif]

Weh, Hell!

"My summoning is only for about half a minute. I must confess to being less than diligent in my clerical studies. Other things distract me from being pious all the time." Mingo winks slyly at Gnurl. "For example," as she pulls out a silver skiprock, "I like to watch skiprocks bounce from one opponent to another. It took quite some training to learn that. Even more to learn to skip them using the warsling." As Mingo plays with the skiprock she appears lost in thought. "If we summoned a water elemental and an air elemental, could they make it rain enough to clear the air of fog? Is this magical fog or just magically summoned fog?" Facing Gnurl once again, Mingo asks,"What do you think, Master Illusionist?"

Gnurl hits himself upside the head for being a dingbat. "What if the fog itself is an illusion?" Gnurl disbelieves the fog with all of his might. save vs. illusion = 25. http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1385605

If that doesn't work, then Gnurl will use his considerable Spellcraft skill to see if he can identify the fog as the product of a spell. Spellcraft check = 15 http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1385618, so the total is 40 for illusion, 31 for enchantment/necromancy, 36 for all other schools.

 

[Scotley]

After a careful examination Gnurl is confident that the fog is not an illusion, but that it is the product of magic. Not a spell he is familiar with, but definately magic. It is difficult to determine much more since the ships are completely within the fog. The crew are nervous not being able to see more than a few feet and being aware of the strange undead that have been attacking the ship frequently.

 

[mleibrock]

Radoon

"Marin is worth all this. All he has left is his son. He's a great man, and I for one am willing to risk my life for what he wants." She sighs, "but this has gone way beyond poor Allois and Marin's fleet. We've stumbled onto something really big and dangerous here. I think this could threaten the whole Empire." She paces about talking animatedly, "Think about what could have happened if all those rich and influnetial people had left the Masque under the control of undead." She shakes her head, the long red hair covering her face. She tosses her head back and pulls the hair back. "It is good to have Geoffrey and the others with us. I still can't believe Rook is gone. This damned place, I'm not sure we should just burn the whole of the 'Rest down to the waterline. If it weren't for Allois being held in there I just might." She pounds a fist on a wall in frustration, "you ask what turns a person to such dark pursuits. I'm beginning to wonder if everyone isn't basically evil and depraved. We're the strange ones. The ones who want to see good and justice in the world." She looks Radoon in the eyes and places a hand on his shoulder, "I'm very proud of you. I think you'll do very well tomorrow, because you do care about the people and you want to do right. I feel safe knowing you'll be beside me no matter what."

As M. says this last part, we will put his hand to the back of her neck and gently pull the side of her face into the crook of his neck. He whispers into her hair in a tone so hushed he is unsure if she can even hear him say, "I love you."

He holds her for a minute and then leans back onto her bed pulling her back with him and continues to hold her there. He will fall asleep here if she will let him.

As he drifts off his thoughts are of M. and how nice it is to spend time with her, we wonders about the strange course of things and what tomorrow will bring, but that will come in time, for now he is thinking of only how nice her hair smells and how her warm breath on his neck and chest makes him feel more like a man than anything ever has.

OCC - Feel free to pass time

 

[Scotley]

Marienna puts her arms around Radoon and joins him on the bed. When he awakens in the morning. She is already up and tending to any on the ship who need her skills and making the rounds as Executive Officer of the Rumpled Bedsheet.

Any who encounter Radoon the next morning note a pair of bright red lips imprinted in lipstick on his cheek and a slightly dazed look on his face.

 

[Lou]

Mingo Frasse, Water Halfling at Play

Gnurl hits himself upside the head for being a dingbat. "What if the fog itself is an illusion?"

"Perhaps we shouldn't mess with the fog. It might bring visitors we don't want. I'll see you at breakfast."

OOC: Mingo & Co. are ready for the breakfast meeting to plan the attack.