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

[GwydapLlew]

"Bosslady say that she pay 'man on boat' and that he keep her money. I think this is her money."

 

[Malvoisin]

"Ahh, a code to unlock a complex lock mechanism. Should we come upon moveable figurines of such beasts in front of a door it will be interesting to see what is inside I'd think. Perhaps at the vault maybe? Well I think I will go have a little chat with our malnourished friend up above. I can do no less as a deputized agent of Lord Isalaran."


ooc time for some bluffing and diplomacy to play good cop as the lord's mage inquisitor of the high arcana.

ooc: Go for it!

 

[Malvoisin]

The old man separates the booty from the thugs, and directs Damash and the grizzled sorcerer to get some sailcloth and bind the weapons and armor for resale later. He picks out the bolts and one of the lighter ranged armaments for himself, and splits the pile of coin into six piles of 4 golden pieces, pocketing six and a the gold jewelry for himself, given them a critical eye before doing so. [Take 10 on untrained Appraise for a 14]

Col estimates the gold earring to probably be worth 50 gold pieces, and the silver ring to be worth 25 gold pieces.

Chanting his spell, the old man examines the glow on the potions, easily identifying their type of magic. He dips his grimy fingers in the two bottles, snorts their fragrance, and rattles them around, trying to determine their contents. [Spellcraft +8 vs. DC 25 to ID potions]

(Spellcraft Check 9+8=17)
Alas, Col cannot determine the precise nature of these potions. Further aid or experimentation will be required.

All this done, he turns towards the living toothless one, still sputtering on the deck. "Tol' you you should'a cooperated. Now its to the chains fer you. Har har!"

"Shu'up," mutters the bound thug bitterly.

 

[hafrogman]

Keoni nods slowly at Chongo's assertion.

"Indeed, it seems we have recovered her ring and her money as she requested. Everything appears to be as she said. Vark stole her money and lied about it. Although what he had that beast here for I can not begin to guess.

We should go inform Miss Lavinina that we have her ring, coins and ship. Then we must decide what to do with our prisoners."

 

[stonegod]

Col mutters some dark curse at the mysterious potions, and them shoves them in a pouch. "I'll get to your pretties later, I'm sure." Looking about, Col decides to spend his time constructively by making a thorough search of the upper decks, warily keeping an eye on the shore and the prisoners the whole time.

OOC: Take 20 on a search of the main deck, quarterdeck, and fo'c's'le decks (B1-B3).

 

[GwydapLlew]

"Chongo think we bring items back to bosslady, keep ship offshore until she clear with harbormaster."

With that, the short savage will move onto the deck where Col stands near the bound ruffian.

 

[Malvoisin]

Col mutters some dark curse at the mysterious potions, and them shoves them in a pouch. "I'll get to your pretties later, I'm sure." Looking about, Col decides to spend his time constructively by making a thorough search of the upper decks, warily keeping an eye on the shore and the prisoners the whole time.

OOC: Take 20 on a search of the main deck, quarterdeck, and fo'c's'le decks (B1-B3).

Col lights a lantern and proceeds to scour the decks carefully, but turns up nothing interesting.

 

[stonegod]

With that, the short savage will move onto the deck where Col stands near the bound ruffian.

Returning from his search, Col finds the Olman waiting up on the deck. The old man leans over, picks up something, and drops four gold coins in his hands. "These be yer's now, these scallywags need them not. So, what yer find in da cabin?"

 

[GwydapLlew]

"We found everything bosslady wanted. Ring, pouch with coin, letters, and ship."

He crouches down next to Vark and leans forward, showing his pearly white teeth. "What you do with ship, Vark? Why you steal from Vanderborens?"

 

[Rhun]

Anar picks up the masterfully crafted rapier that was taken from Vark, and adds his old blade to the pile of equipment. He grins at the thug as he does so, and then gracefully sheaths the new sword.