Salvage Operation IC Thread

Kerwick spings to his feet, nearly falling out of his bunk in his eagerness to be out on the deck once more.

"Alright! Time to get this show on the road!"

He races around the room, gathering up his gear and then barrels out the door, racing to get up into the sun.
 

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In the distance, the great ship's shattered hulk looms. Its masts have been shorn off, but the upper deck appears empty of debris, almost as if some force carried off the masts, sails, and riggings. Its figurehead, once an angel you learned from Aubreck during the travel here, has been hacked to pieces.

Staring out at the ship through his spyglass, Aubreck continues to speak quietly and quickly to Captain Windrune, gesturing towards your group and a sturdy longboat suspended over the side of the ship.

You see the Captain spit on the deck between Aubreck's feet and storm away to some of the gathered dwarves on deck. As he walks away, Aubreck approaches you with a strained smile upon his face.

"The good Captain has agreed to ferry us across to the Emperor. He refused the request to pull along side her, but he would rather shave his beard off than come closer to her than he feels is necessary. After we are finished, he will send a crew back to pick us up, then we will grant the Emperor her rest."

[sblock=ooc]Plans? Thoughts? Updated char sheets with who took what from the goods purchased?[/sblock]
 

Alin spends his time fidgeting, anxious from being cooped up. He wanted adventure, not more boring sea travel. Finally, the day arrived. Before leaving the hold, he secured one of the grappling hook ropes and two each of the fire and anti-poison flasks, tucking them securely in his belt pouch.

Once on deck, Alin takes in the familiar salty air, grasping his longspear tightly. "I'm aready. Lets beh off."
 

Bruce likes the feel of the utility belt with the remaining fire flasks and a grappling hook rope, leaving the torches, crossbows, and anti-poison, for others to take. Once on deck with a good look at the broken ship Bruce says "From the looks of it that angel was not brought down by a storm."
 

Kerwick handles one of the crossbows doubtfully.

"Never trusted these things. Couldn't hit the broadside of the boat from here if I tried."

Still, he hangs it and a quiver of bolts from his shoulders as he peers across the waves at the water.

"Well, we'll never get anything done sitting here on this side. If we're going, let's get to it. We can use that there rope to get up the side from our ferry."
 

Before boarding, Nicolai changed his rags for a simple cloth robe and leather cloak, he also made an untidy bride out of his beard and one out of his hair, allowing now more of his weather-beaten face to be seen. He still conserves the eyepatch.

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When the directions to burn the Emporer were given, Nicolai questioned thorughly -or tried to do so- the reasons for this... Aubreck's decision can be whatever he wills, but Nicolai's interests lay with a ship for his command...

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At the sight of the Emporer, Nicolai opens and closes his eyes repeatedly, dry from the lack of rest, having spent the last four hours in card games with part of the crew (or playing solitarie if they don't lend themselves to it).

"Sure ye want to burn it down?" A tear seems about to be born in his eye as he asks the question...
 

"Aye, you can look at her and tell she is already taking on water. Another sign from the Far Traveller in letting her make it to me. I have no doubt that if we had not left when we did, she would not have made it much longer."

"Lower the longboat!!"

Captain Windrune's deep voice boomed across the ship and the three dwarves beside the longboat quickly began lowering it into the water below. Dropping down a rope ladder, they climbed into the boat and motioned for you to follow.

The trio worked quickly and quietly moving you towards the Emperor and once you pulled beside the ship they grabbed your grappling line and sent it upwards seeking an anchor for the hook. On the second try it took hold and although he insisted on going first, the dwarves aboard the longboat would not let Aubreck lead the way.

Climbing up the ship, you see the damage to the Emperor's hull is even more extensive than it first appeared. The wooden hull is pitted in many places and as you climb, you hear several deep low moans coming from the ship. Nicolai recognizes the death moans for what they are and realizes that this ship will not be the first in the fleet he wishes to build.

The Emperor's upper deck slopes gently down to port. Short, wooden stumps are all that remain of the masts. The double doors leading to the cabins both fore and aft appear intact, while a metal grate in the deck offers access to the lower decks. Aside from the rhythmic creak of the ship's badly weathered, soaking timbers, all seems quiet.
 

Alin plants his feet, tightens the hold on his longspear, and moves towards the metal grate to have a look. "It be down 'ere then?"
 

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