Savage Tide IC thread


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when you arrive at the Vanderboren Manor, you are escorted into the dining room, where Lavinia sits at the Dining Table, The beautiful woman holds wears a light blue dress, holding her head in her hands, obviously deep in thought. she invites the group to sit, she has prepared a simple breakfast of boiled eggs.

While the PCs eat, the speaks:

"In the past hours I've discovered Farshore wasn't the only victim of the pirate's attack" she takes a moment to swallow a bite, "It seems my personal reputation also took a bit of fire. The people of Farshore have seen too much panic and death under my leadership, and the appearance of the pirates and Van- she chokes on the name, composing herself before continuing "The Pirates and my brother startled them. Now some of the colonists claim that my family is cursed, while the others whisper that I somehow orchestrated the attack."

Lavinia takes a sip of tea before continuing once again. "Although it aggravates me after all we've been through, I won't let a few rumors discourage me from my work here. Part of me even understands the peoples concerns, and I'd Like to do what I can to dissuade their fears. This would be where you come in."

"Along the northern coast of the isle, a dragon turtle of gigantic proportions makes his home. The beast calls himself Emraag, but the locals know him as 'The Glutton' If we're to believe the rumors, it's a miracle that any of us are sitting here now, as The Glutton supposedly has a taste for ships and sailors. Yet apparently the things vices aren't limited to swallowing down whole crews. The Crimson Fleet made a deal with the creature, bribing it to leave their ships intact on their visits to Galivant Cove. Lord Merivanchi, however, has refused to 'negotiate with monsters'- apparently preferring that our supply ships be eaten and our people go hungry."

"Therefore, my thought to ease the colonists concern is to appease the beast that's already caused them so much hardship. I'd like you to sail to the islands northern shores and seek out Emraag The Glutton. I'll provide you with a cache of treasures to bribe the brute- a down payment on Farshores 'tribute' to him, offered for the assurance that he leaves ships with my families colors be. If an agreement can be made, Excellent. If not... well, I trust in your ability to conquer that arena as well."

"More to the point, there's the matter of the Crimson Fleets interest in Gallivant Cove. According to the logbook, they've made several visits to a beach on the southern shore of the cove to meet with a group called the 'Lords of Dread.' According to these notes, they've been purchasing large quantities of what they're calling 'Shadow Pearls.' I believe you've had some experience with these things before, as one of them was apparently the cause of the trouble at Krakens Cove while you were there. The thought of dozens of Shadow Pearls in the possession of the Crimson Fleet is chilling."


Putting her cup down, Lavinia looks to each of you in turn, "I know it's dangerous dealing with such a beast, but if you can convince Emraag to accept your offer, you might be able to learn a few things from him. In any event, securing the dragon turtle's goodwill should allow free access to the Lords of Dread. And it'd be a huge step in turning this colony from an isolated backwater into a destination for merchants the world over. Therefore, I ask you this not just of myself, but on behalf of the people of Farshore. Will you help?"
 

Darius

"If there is enough dragon in the turtle and the treasure is big enough, that should a possible. If we don't need to pay the whole lot, can we keep the rest?" Darius asks, trying not to sound greedy.

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Active Invocations:
- See the Unseen
- Endure Exposure
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I would much rather you not, much of the treasure will be that which you recovered from my family vault among other heirlooms. However you will be paid 1,000 gp each upon your return.
 

Fenrick listens quietly, as he is wont to do, rapt with attention, finally, after the announcement of payment, he rocks forward on this toes, his hands clasped behind his back, "Well, I, for one, have never seen a turtle dragon before. I think it could be fun."
 

Sharazek, for once, keeps his mouth shut during the explanation of the group’s next job. The spellscale brushes his hair back from his brow and nods, smiling. “Other way ‘round, Fenrick. Though a turtle dragon would certainly be a curious creature. I have heard of dragons mating with other species and producing hybrids. Imagine what that would look like! Well, actually, I suppose it would look rather a bit like this dragon turtle we’re going to go see… Ah, well. I’m game. I wonder what Haures’ tricks will affect this beast best. I might be able to make it look like we have far more treasure to trade than we actually do… Though that would likely result in this dragon turtle getting quite angry and attacking when it realizes the money is fake… Or, I might be able to kill him dead instantly, if he causes trouble. Depends on how strong his mind is. Decisions, decisions,” the curious scaled man mumbles as an end. After his little run-on speech, he seems lost in thought.
 

The Whisper Gnome stood quietly on the side, taking note of the events and prioritizing the importance of the tasks at hand. She herself would rather see to the other shadow pearls than go and confront a dangerous, but ultimately mundane creature from this plane of existence. The threat of a multitude of frenzied demons spewing froth trumped whatever hungry critter roamed these murky waters.

Elistina gathered all the information she had about these creatures while she mulled over the possibilities. The Incantatrix was much too distracted by her thoughts of the demonic artifacts and thus could not remember much about this particular Dragonkin.

"Uh well I don't remember much from Seryuis's "A study of Dragons, Dragonkind and Dragonspawn" volume III, I... read it some years ago. But I think we will have no trouble slaying this beast should you want to conserve your resources. In the very worst case we can buy some powerful magical scrolls with that gold, that will be more than ample for the destruction of this Emraag."



[sblock]First roll.. First natural 1! Thank you IC :) Knowledge: Arcana, 1d20+22=23[/sblock]
 


Derrenil

The drow, now with the cowl of her cloak pushed back off of her head, as she was under the safety of a roof, pushed her long silver tresses back over her shoulders.

She sat down and listened to the lamentations of Lavinia, wondering in the back of her mind where they were to be sent next, as it appeared this was more like a Herculean task that never ended.

Why she continued to work for this woman, she had long forgot, because it wasn't for the pay, as she smirked slightly at the offer of 1000 gp for successfully negotiating / killing a dragon turtle.

Perhaps Derrenil had been placed under a Geas/Quest-like enchantment without her knowing, but she didn't feel as if she could decline or leave.

To be truthful, she did not want to go back to the underdark and all of the back-stabbing and political games that were to be had there, so this place, she surmised, was as good as any -- as long as they weren't on a suicide mission.
 

Darius

"And our payment isn't negotiable? As it is I'm not that inclined to risk so much for a pocket money and not much change for treasure. Even if we kill that thing, there is the possibility it's hoard (I really hope they have hoards) is inaccessible for us." Darius asks, trying not to sound to greedy.

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Active Invocations:
- See the Unseen
- Endure Exposure
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