renau1g's Fort Belurian Adventure [Pathfinder]

Vernon looks to the gnome in dismay, but returns his attention to the lady aboard the ship. "Mi lady, this creature, has it caused the fort to not be able to send word to the main land in Balder's gate? Reguardless of your answer, I pledge my steel to reclaim the land from this creature. I am also curious to know, do you know of an Aurther Mandison? He looks like me, but older."
 

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Mourn Braegan

"Sounds as though we need to make landfall and speak with your Prince Henri." He grins at Vernon and Baelor. "Time enough for other questions later, if we're still alive to ask them!"
 

"if it is alright with you, I am inquiring about my brother. ever the less, let us make landfall. I need to double check I have every thing."

Vernon leaves to check his bunk and ensure he has every thing, then returns and climbs down to the waiting boat.
 

Mourn

"No offense intended . . ." the tall half-elf calls after the departing mage.

Well, it does sound as though there's some urgency to speaking with the Prince, and it's a fairly long boat ride in to shore . . .
 

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You won't need to take her vessel, but you'll see why they couldn't send aid in my next post...

*cliff-hanger*
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Gnomiferous "Iffy" P. Quackenbush, Gnome Divine Sorcerer

Intuitively sensing that his play-time is rapidly drawing to a close, Iffy grasps the rigging with both hands and executes a back-flip that leaves him standing on the ship's deck. He gathers his gear and moves with his fellow adventurers to......wherever it is that they are going. "Time to get serious, I guess. You folk will need a spell or two before this day is over, I'll wager!"
 


As the boat continues on its way the heavily lurching longboat leads the way, much slower than your larger vessel forcing the captain to drop the sails and travel by manpower.

As you near the island, you see rocky white-topped cliffs looming over a small cove. A large wooden for positioned at the center of a small clearing looks upon the cover from high above, its two seaward towers casting long shadows in the afternoon sun. A wooden pallisade connects the two towers, and two wide wooden ladders extend from the top of the wall to the narrow beach below. A large gate, its massive doors shut tight, marks the center of the wall. You can see the remains of what was once a large dock that has since been turned into floatsam. Men are busy repairing the damage. Anna's crew rows her boat to the shore, where it joins an additional longboat, which is about halfway built.

Your own vessel is forced to take anchor about 100 yards from the island and you are dropped into a rowboat the rest of the way. Captain Morgan calls out "We'll take care of the supplies, you see what's up with Lord Henri" his distaste for the title obvious.

Once you put into land, the soft sand leaves imprints of your feet as you struggle to regain your sense of balance after such a time at sea. Anna waits for you patiently and then asks "All set to go met Lord Henri?"
 
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Gnomiferous "Iffy" P. Quackenbush, Gnome Divine Sorcerer

"Yes, let's go and meet this 'Lord' Henri. Perhaps you could inform us of the rank of his nobility and the origin of his title, so that we will know how to properly address and salute him?" Iffy figures that Lord Henri has probably given himself the title, but such a direct accusation would probably be very ill-advised.

OOC: Just in case: Iffy's charisma check to go with asking the rank of Nobility of this "Lord." (1d20+5=21)
 
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