Pirate Borg: Buried in the Bahamas

[TaranTheWanderer]

Spoiler: Desiree "the Leperchaun" Groves

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

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As Calvin lays out his writing paraphernalia, he notices a few other things are taking up a lot of the space around the fire. Namely, laid upon rocks and logs are playing cards in various states of dryness. They’re placed face down and almost none of the cards seem to be from the same deck. They range from ratty, ripped and earmarked to expensively made and pristinely kept.

“Watch yeh don’t knock any of those in the sand. Took me some time to put it together. I almost have a full deck!”

Sure enough, as Calvin counts the cards lying around, he can see that Desiree is a few cards short of a deck.

 

[Cruentus]

“Heh. I think we’re all a few cards short of a deck.” Calvin chuckles at his own joke.

“Nice harpoon. Lost mine in the scrum. Weren’t much use against them bones. Maybe it’ll wash up. I liked that harpoon.” He sighs.

“We waitin’ here till t’others get back?”

Calvin will continue to help with the boat, and every now and then maintain the fire.

“There anythin’ to eat?” He asks hopefully.

 

[TaranTheWanderer]

Spoiler: Desiree "the Leperchaun" Groves

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

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Desiree stops his work and turns around with a grim look on his face, staring at Calvin,

"What did you just say?"

He stomps towards the campfire,

"Don't let him upset you, ladies, it's ok."

He starts gathering the cards protectively and gently returns them to a small wooden box. He sits by the fire,

"There ain't much in the way of food but we got some water in that barrell over there. I reckon if the others don't come by tonight, we'll sail 'round the island in the morning and pick 'em up. Hopefully, they found some grub.

And that thar harpoon's called Moby's Ruin. When I was a lad, my village was starving. My pa went out alone in a sloop and was gone for ne'er a month. We all thought the sea had taken him. One day he shows up with a mighty catch: a whale bigger than a Galleon. With that same harpoon, he'd struck in right in the blowhole an' it pulled his boat for a fortnight 'till it finally gave up the fight and my pa towed it back. He done fed our village for a month, he did.

On my sixteenth birthday, he lent it to me to go fish. When I got back, my pa was dead....Eaten by a shark.

If only he hadn't given me his harpoon..."

Desiree The Leperchaun Groves wipes his eyes with his sleeve,

"Darnitt, this sand in my eyes."

 

[Maggan]

At the other camp, Safari shoulders the musket. "I'll reload it when I find some powder and ball. Now we need to make camp for the night."

He looks around, counting the crew. "We'll have to take turns doing the watch. Whatever dragged the previous mates into the sea might come back for us."

With that, Safari looks about for driftwood, and starts building a fire.

(((just so that I can clear my confusion, how many are here at the abandoned camp?)))

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

((You have still time to make it back to the original camp before it gets fully dark, if you want.))

 

[payn]

((You have still time to make it back to the original camp before it gets fully dark, if you want.))

Bautista very much wants.

Bautista looks at Safari and shakes his head in clear disagreement. "Amigos, este não é um bom lugar. Vamos partir para um local mais seguro e nos encontrar com nossos companheiros." he says as he begins to walk away from the abandoned camp.

 

[Maggan]

Safari eyes Bautista wearily, and then the bloodstain suspuciously.

"Aye, matey. I don't know what you're saying, but nothing good has happened here. A curse rests on the place, for sure. Let's head back to the others."

With that he follows his crew mate, furtively casting glances over his shoulders, afraid of something scuttling out of the sea.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

((Are you all taking the supplies from the abandoned camp -- the gunpowder, the shot, the net. etc., with you to the main camp, or leaving it behind?))

 

[payn]

((Are you all taking the supplies from the abandoned camp -- the gunpowder, the shot, the net. etc., with you to the main camp, or leaving it behind?))

Bautista will offer to carry whatever supplies his mates think are worth taking.

 

[Maggan]

Safari gathers up as much as he can carry, before loading up Bautista likewise.