Pirate Borg: Buried in the Bahamas

[TaranTheWanderer]

Spoiler: Desiree "the Leperchaun" Groves

Desiree "The Leperchaun" Groves
HP: 11/14 Luck 1d2;
Equipment: 2 portions of rum; 4 portions of water

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“You go make camp and I’ll finish up the boat. Ifn yeh can build me a fire before you go, I’ll be fine. I’ll come by when I be done. I have me some warm liquor to keep me company ifn I get lonesome. “

(Desiree ’ll stay back, and work on it through the night and get liquored up while hes doing it))

 

[Maggan]

Safari nods.

"Alright crew! I'll set off for the camp to secure the place!"

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

The sun has not yet set below the blue horizon when the group sets out. But by the time the group reaches the camp on the north shore, the sun is getting close to Conception Island's lone hill.

A collapsed tent and bedroll are what passes for a formal campsite, along with a small barrel and crate, all apparently rescued from the sea at some point.

The only sign of the camp's occupant is a thick trail of dried blood that ends at the water line.

Near the tent, a musket lays on the ground.

 

[payn]

Baustista points to the trail of blood while shaking his head. "Não adianta, meus amigos." he says as he motions towards the camp to suggest searching with haste.

 

[TaranTheWanderer]

Spoiler: Desiree "the Leperchaun" Groves

Desiree "The Leperchaun" Groves
HP: 11/14 Luck 1d2;
Equipment: 2 portions of rum; 4 portions of water

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As the group left to explore the camp, Desiree built a fire so he’d have light to complete the project. He took a swig of rum before diving into his work,

“Forty men all lost at sea
All of ‘‘em drunk, except for me
Yo Ho Ho ho
Over the raging sea we go

‘Cept for me? I better fix that.”

He took another swig of rum as he lashed two pieces lumber together.

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( (Booze heals hp?))

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

( (Booze heals hp?))

((Yep!))

((Drinking Grog & Rum: Test Toughness DR8 + [number of drinks in the last hour] to heal d4 HP. Fail and you vomit for d2 rounds. Agility is -1 for each drink (lasts one hour per drink).))

 

[TaranTheWanderer]

Spoiler: Desiree "the Leperchaun" Groves

Desiree "The Leperchaun" Groves
HP: 14/14 Luck 1d2;
Equipment: 1 portions of rum; 4 portions of water

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There’s two fires now: one on the beach and one in his belly as the rum kicks in. There ain’t no better way to work.

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Spoiler: Ooc

_: 1D20+4 = [16]+4 = 20

_: 1D4 = [4] = 4

 

[Maggan]

At the abandoned camp, Safari walks up to the abandoned musket, gingerly picking it up. He examines whether it is loaded or not, and if it's been fired recently.

Then he follows the blood trail towards the waterline, but stops a few feet from the water. His face twitches nervously. What can he see below the surface?

 

[KoolMoDaddy-O]

Burn Tokwith smacks his lips, regretful he brought no rum on their march. A good jot would be just the thing to revitalize his spirits after the long slog across the island.

He searches the barrel and the crate in the hope their contents might slake his thirst.

 

[TaranTheWanderer]

Burn Tokwith smacks his lips, regretful he brought no rum on their march. A good jot would be just the thing to revitalize his spirits after the long slog across the island.

He searches the barrel and the crate in the hope their contents might slake his thirst.

((Pretty sure that everyone got two portions of rum))