M1: Just a Treasure Hunt?? (Bront Judging)

[Dirk Nightbreese]

Nodding in understanding, the Wizard responds in an understanding, if downcast, tone, 'Ahhhh, I see Master Gregory. Well, I can only assure you that the group you've assembled here will make sure your investment pays off. I appreciate your honesty.'

With a nod to the assembled group; Shade', Thral'k, Gregory, and finally Corran, whom Genither pats lightly on the shoulder, the Wizard makes his way back above decks to find Terran.

[sblock=ooc gm/all]
Mel, what weapons/gear is Gregory wearing, if any? At present, G thinks he's some sort of 'rogue' type, but is trying to figure out what the Employer's skills are
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[stonegod]

Thra'lk shrugs and returns to his high perch.

 

[Redclaw]

Corran stays belowdeck, choosing to spend some time in the party's cabin rather than face the open expanse of water right away.

 

[Mellubb]

[Sblock=Genithar]Gregory at the moment is not wearing any armor. He does however hae a scimitar at his waste. Judgiung from his demeanor and tones a rogueish type seems about right to you. He does not seem to have much of a way with words. But you get the feeling he knows how to get himself out of trouble. I this helps. [/sblock]

Moving on....
The next few days go rather uneventful at sea. The crew seems constantly busy. They work shifts but day to day their shifts don't always seem to be the same. The captain doesn't say much accept when barking orders to the crew. Gregory and Plank are rarely seen in the same place together often even making a point to eat at different times.

Then one night while every one is sleeping Plank enters your cabin and wakes you all up. He has lantern with him for light and "My friends. You must wake I feel we have much to talk about. I do not believe you are ld have a better chance returning home with this 'treasure' if Gregory were not tin the picture. I am not one for unneeded violence. So, we will leave him alive. Unconcous but alive. We take his maps talk to his guide and take treasure for ourselves. Everyone with an even share. What do you say?"

 

[Dirk Nightbreese]

[sblock=ooc all]
where is Gregory right now? obviously not in our room, right? he has his own cabin?
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Yawning as he rises at the disruption, Genithar is immediately awake as Plank makes his intentions clear.

Slowly sliding a hand to the spell pouch at his waist, the Wizard only asks, 'What treachery is this? What gives you the right to accost our employer or make judgements about who is fit to search for this treasure? Just who, by Vol's cold teat, do you think you are!? Where is Gregory? What have you done with him?'

Genithar stands, obviously ready for a confrontation.

 

[Redclaw]

Corran stands beside his friend. I fear that you have made a grave mistake, sailor. Unless you have just cause to doubt our employer's intentions, you will find little comfort here. We may be mere adventurers, but that doesn't mean that our word holds no value to us.

 

[Dirk Nightbreese]

Taking a step backwards, so as to let Corran make his mind clear, Genithar makes sure his dagger is at his side as he continues in an angry tone, 'Just so. We have made a deal with Master Gregory and now you would have us betray him? I know not what sort of accords are made on the Sea, sailor, but we hold to our words. Answer me true, where is our employer?'

[sblock=ooc]
does Plank have a weapon? or armor on? does he have any equipment?
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[stonegod]

A snort comes from somewhere in the darkness. A glitter of red eyes in the shadow can be seen, then nothing.

Too soon. Its cold lizard mind thought. You let the prey take the bait first before the kill. It grinned satisfactorily to itself.

[sblock=OOC]Thral'k will slip out the door w/ Hide and move silent if possible to see what is out there and to listen in on what the group has to say.[/sblock]

 

[Dirk Nightbreese]

The Wizard's head zeros in on the sound, his long ears almost twitching as he attempts to ferret out it's source in the shadows of the lantern. Listen! (1d20+5=22)

But, turns back to Plank, giving the salty half-elf a sour look.

 

[Mellubb]

[sblock=Tharl'k]Just as Tharl'k exits the room he sees gregory there walking toward the door. [/sblock]

[sblock=Genithar] is able to hear foot steps approaching the door.[/sblock]

More to folllow.