Malvoisin's Savage Tide, Act 1 - There Is No Honor

[Legildur]

Bael's mood brightens as the first natural light in a couple of days reaches him. He closes his eyes and savours the sensation of the small amount of light that passes through his eyelids.

 

[Malvoisin]

Kalen bends down to where the descent rope Vanthus cut lies at the bottom of the shaft and hands it to Chongo.

"Got it!" Chongo says with a big grin of his white teeth. He quickly finds a smooth, round rock and lashes it the end of the rope. Then, with a heave of his arm, he throws the rock up to Keoni. The dragon shaman catches it with no trouble, then uses his own skill to tie the rope to the hook in the wall, where it had rested before Vanthus cut it the day before. Once the knot has been tied securely, Chongo gives it a hard tug to test its security. Satisfied, the barbarian grabs ahold and begins to shimmy up the rope. "Chongo go first, help pull others up, if needed."

 

[Rhun]

As soon as Chongo reach the top, Anar quickly ties the bottom of the rope to the sacks of coins that he has been lugging along. "That will anchor the rope, and allow us to pull the goods up once we reach the top," he explains to his friends. That done, he grabs hold and begins to clamber up the rope, bracing himself against the wall of the shft as he goes.


Climb +3

 

[Legildur]

Bael mentally prepares himself for the climb and makes the attempt once Anar is finished.
Climb +1

 

[Malvoisin]

[OOC: It's only a DC 5 Climb Check to get to the surface, so let's just handwave the die rolling.]

Once Keoni has secured the rope, Chongo easily climbs to join him at the surface. Anar goes next, tying off his loot bags to make their transport to the surface easier. Bael goes next, and although a bit slower, he reaches the top without incident. Col and Kalen follow behind, one after the other, and within a few minutes' time, the entire party is standing in the late afternoon sun on Parrot Island. Although exhausted, hungry, filthy, and battered, the group is whole...Vanthus' trap has been overcome!

[OOC: Okay, I'll hold up to see what the next move will be. The row back to Sasserine's Shadowshore district is assumed, but where to from there? And what about the treasure?]

 

[Legildur]

On reaching the top, Bael turns and faces the sun, soaking up the rays and revelling in the warmth. After a minute or so, as the rest complete the climb, then the elven warmage looks across the water to Sasserine and ponders their next actions. "That was definately an experience I don't want again," he mutters, thinking on the zombies and numerous near-death experiences of his friends. 'Friends?' he thinks to himself and smiles. 'Yes, probably.'

"What next?" he asks of the others.

 

[stonegod]

The old man pats himself off as he stands on open ground again, and squints into the sunlight sky. After a moment, he looks into the hole. "Well, we be needed ya strapp'n lads to float them thar chests ovar har were be ken be haul'n them up. Then, we'll need to be waitin' ta nightfall ta move 'em out---best we let anyone's a watch'n not a notice our escape. Once that be settled, then thars some a talk'n to be doin'."

An odd look comes over Col's face, the grin of cat about to catch a mouse. "Ya. We need ta be talk'n w' dear old Penkus. If we can 'ave th'Lady pony up th'coin and we ken fin' an appropriate source, Penkus may be a'sing'n fer us soon." He looks with that grin down into the hole. "'Cause we a'both wanna get tha' bastard Vanthus."

 

[Rhun]

Anar helps where he can to bring all of the booty out of the smuggler's tunnels. The rogue is not one to leave even a single coin behind.

 

[Voadam]

Kalen looks at Col, his mind quickly coming to conclusions about the old sailor's plan "What questions are you thinking poor, poor Penkus would like to answer to help us?"

 

[stonegod]

Kalen looks at Col, his mind quickly coming to conclusions about the old sailor's plan "What questions are you thinking poor, poor Penkus would like to answer to help us?"

"If he truly be after Vanthus as we do, than a question or two 'bout these Blossom's and thar lair be up our alley. Insider information, har har! It be that or you and Anar be hoof'n it ta be ask'n questions 'bout the street." Another sly grin splits his face. "An', as fer as we be known', only one parson know he be dead. I know ya high flaut'n magicks may be a'used to imparsenate a dead man, eh?" Col chuckles to himself at the thought. "What better than the word from the men 'imself?"

Col looks a moment at Chongo thoughtfully. "Chongo, do ya not have a'work at that Taxidermists where ol' Penkus' note is a'say'n these Blossom's be?"