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D&D 5E Spell & Crossbones

Fenris

Adventurer
"You.... still.... need to cook.... bread" says Zef back in the same slow staccato. "And I want beer. Beer . No bread. Yes, solid beer. Bread. And coffee. Even that sludge you make will do." says Zef
 

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Queenie

Queen of Everything
Spell & Crossbones

"Okay, okay, no knivesh, promesa ," the pirate laughed heartily with a large grin. "But you have to admit, I AM pretty good at it." She laughed at herself, smacking the table with her hand in the process. "Van Dijk, si, si, you are quite clever shenora!"

She laughed at Zef's antics too. "How ish it you are worse off than I, you old lump? You making no senshe!!"

Her laugher quickly died down and the smile slid off her face. "Hugo, really? The othersh... Kid goes where the wind blowsh, si. The other two, I did not have good feelingsh about them, so no lossh. But our old friend, shipmate, comrade, Hugo? That concernsh me." Kat's eyebrows knit together as she tried to puzzle it out.

Her eyes again glanced around the room, suddenly a little more suspicious. "The Spanish Navymen, I have no s'more for them. That ish how my father became a Pirate to begin with, their very poor treatments of their own men." She squeezed the proprietress' arm. "Do you know what those chargesh are, againsht them?"


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Quickleaf

Legend
[SECTION]Sucking in her cheek at the drunken Old Zef's comments, Ulsta chirps at him, "Easy, you old goat. I'll bring some bread soon as it leaves the oven." Then whispering under her breath, louder than she thinks, "And castor oil and a lemon to treat your hangover!"

Ulsta deliberates for a moment, knowing the bond between Hugo and Katerina's deceased father. "I probably shouldn't say anything...but I think Hugo went to...well, there's no polite way to say it...to spy on Captain Wallace. From what I've heard Wallace took a liking to Meneer (Mister) Van Haan. Turned on the charm, he did. I think Hugo could be brought before the King of Spain on charges of treason and end the day playing chess and eating Spanish cheese with His Majesty."

Though Ulsta is hesitant, she leans in, her face illuminated by the oil lamp flickering on your table, "Well, the official reason is for seditious acts while surrendered, but I happen to know it's cause of Blackbeard. Now, he doesn't strike me as the most hateful of men, but I saw him exchanging heated words with the Spaniards when they were brought into Nassau; I don't speak much Spanish, but it seemed...personal...I don't know." Tapping her nose, she reminds Katerina, "But you didn't hear it from me, got it?"[/SECTION]
 

peterka99

First Post
The big voyageur sees the odd drunk couple enter the tavern. He tracks them to the table, and overhear a little their conversation with the dwarf girl.

Well, seems like the Dwarf and the Spaniard will get food and he cannot join them…

Etienne looks at his purse, finding it desperately flat. He hopes to be able to trade his wares for solid silver, electrum and gold soon or he will have to forage in the wilderness, with all bad encounters that can dwell there.

"Well", muttering to himself " Captain' said I must prove myself worthy to be quartermaster; I'll prove her I can recruit better recruits that this damn Wallace guy!"

He looks around, judging among the patrons which one can match Katarina’s expectations the most.

“The Caribbean people is a real culture mixing. I can see Whites and Maroons, fortune soldiers from countries that are on War back in Europe. “


The town recovered well from being sacked back in 1703. He saw ruins in the outskirts…. Then he got a flashback from his own past- the sack of Dover in New Hampshire in 1689. The first white man he killed. Not the last. He shivers remembering the terrible nightmares he experiences since he got that dreamcatcher. Guilt, for sure. His hands are so bloody...

“Maybe It stores illnesses, but also despair. It is a cursed item. Hope I can get rid of it! Otherwise I’ll have to forget about anything exciting for my own soul’s sake!”

He then comes back to Blaise and Nia's conversation.


OOC: Assuming we stay behind... Maybe Etienne may spot one of two new recruits like a certain North African cook ...
 

Queenie

Queen of Everything
Kat nodded solemnly at her friend Ulsta, she'd not betray her. She hang first. There was a story behind the Blackbeard and the Spanish, yet he'd dealt with her with no issues. Perhaps she would ask him about it... Hugo was another matter. Katerina hoped he had not gotten himself over his head, after all, she knew Wallace was a blackguard.

"Gracias my friend, graciash. You are, ash alwaysh a lifeline for us." She pressed a few coins into the proprietor's hand then kissed her cheek. "Keep the drinksh coming senora!!"

Before Ulsta could walk away she stopped her, locking her teal eyes upon the dwarf. "Have you sheen my other amigo this evening, by chance?" Ulsta knew Kat was referring to the prefered pirate she spent many a night with drinking, carousing, arguing, fighting... then making up with.
 

Queenie

Queen of Everything
Spotting Etienne wandering around the tavern, Kat called to him. "Hey you! Come and have drinks with us! You had a busy day and could ushe some refreshment."
 

Quickleaf

Legend
[SECTION]Even as you follow Ulsta's head nod toward a raucous table, Fulke 'Mad Eyes' Smyth is already rising and headed over your way, bottle in hand. "Ye black-haired hamstringer," he snarls for a moment, hand on his pistol grip, looking like he might attack Katerina, before grinning wildly and clapping her on the shoulder. "What's this? You lot got started before sunset without old Smyth? Zef! Oooo... you look drunker than a palm rat in an Irish whiskey cheese cellar."

Gesturing behind his back to a band of squint-eyed pirates, he sways drunkenly against Katerina, stabilizing himself on Blaise's shoulder, "Now, if you want in on a little wager, I wouldn't mind including for the price of...say...two pints. That lot over there thinks I can't get the Singing Pirates to shut up. Says they were cursed by a siren. But if there's one thing I know..." he holds up a finger, steadying himself and momentarily going cross-eyed looking at his finger before shaking his head, "...if there's one thing it's that I know how to leave a man speechless. A-and a woman too." He chuckles in a randy voice, setting his bottle onto your table with a loud 'clunk.' "Blackbeard said to me, bless his departed soul...he says to me: Smyth, you're sh-- for lookout and sh-- on the guns, but you've a gift for words, so perhaps you can talk them out of their money." His affected authoritative voice fades away and he takes a long swig of the bottle.[/SECTION]
 

Fenris

Adventurer
"Aye, but ne'er a dwarf Smythie. And I ain't a fer of. No. I ain't drunk. I am drinking! Tenses or looses or something. Whatcha doin' here here Smyuthie. You never sailed with Blackbeard. You scallywag." says Zef staggering up to Smyth.
 

Quickleaf

Legend
[SECTION]"S'truth," agrees Smythe readily, nodding his head and leaning his bottle in Old Zef's direction. "I didn't sail with Blackbeard, but I did row with 'im. Aye, we rowed. Night black with pitch were the dinghies. There was a man who knew how to stage an ambush..." Rubbing the right side of his head along a faint scar that cost him a swath of hair, Smythe grins again, "So, what do ye say? Take this wager with me that we can make the Singing Pirates stop singing? Or would you rather we play a hand of Marias? Ave Maria..." He references the trick-taking card game originating in Hungary yet having gained popularity among pirates across the globe. Fortunately, Smythe's horrible singing voice is drowned out by him humming as he quaffs from his bottle.[/SECTION]
 

Matthan

Explorer
Blaise took the hand that Smyth had placed on his shoulder to steady himself and gently maneuvered the drunk sailor into the seat beside the captain while Blaise stood from it. "You'll need to gather your strength if you intend to silence those fellows. Take a seat. Catch up." Blaise patted him on the back and took a step away. A drink or two to warm up or raise spirits was a fine thing, but the folks at this table were well on their way to losing whatever sense of self-control they had. That was a luxury that Blaise could not afford. If he wasn't in control of himself, something else very well could be.

Blaise took a few steps towards Nia, "I never thanked you for saving my life earlier today. There aren't many people who would dive after a water spirit that had dragged their mate down let alone risk their life for someone they just met. I hope that your life is never in such need that I may repay the favor, but, if so, I hope that I show your same courage."
 

Queenie

Queen of Everything
"Fulkey, Fulkey, Fulkey, Amigo, where have you been? I've misshed you," Kat said with a sly smile, raising her glass to the pirate sitting beside her. "Shi, shi, I have. Though truth be told, I have been quite busy myshelf. Plansh finally coming together and all that..."

She took some large gulps of rum, feeling ecstatic as the sweetness burned down her throat. "Si, I have misshed this," she sighed. It wasn't clear if she was referring to Smyth or the rum.

Suddenly the Captain laughed at the pirate next to her. "You know every time we play cardsh I beat you Fulkey, are you looking for a beating? I know just how much you enjoy losing to me..."

Another hearty laugh escaped her before she playfully pouted, "Though Ulsta already forbade the knivesh, and I did promisa I would be a good girl."

"Otherwish I am quite contented to watch you use that tongue of yours to make those Singing Pirates stop their shong. Though 'tis just a ploy to get ush to buy your drinksh, it might be worth the entertainment."




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Shayuri

First Post
Nia nods at Blaise demurely, with just a hint of a smile.

"I hope so as well. You are welcome."

She looked at Kat and Zef and said, "Captain. We should get an early start tomorrow. You and Zef should get some sleep."
 

Fenris

Adventurer
"I don't need to sleep Nia I am perfectly fine. " say Zef standing up and enunciating with precise diction. He grins at his effort as he falls straight forward onto the floor.
 

Matthan

Explorer
Blaise rolled his eyes and shook his head as the dwarf collapsed on the floor. "Good luck with that, Nia," he said with a wry smile. "I'll be back in a bit. I want to pay a visit to those Spaniards before they hang in the morning. If they have angered Blackbeard enough to have them killed, I want to know what they know. I'm going to grab Etienne and see if he would like to come along. We'd be glad to have your company as well."

OOC: @Quickleaf: Is there a church or mission on the island? Blaise wants to liberate some priestly frocks to go and offer last rites.

Anyone else who wants to come is welcome. I just think our Captain and Mage aren't up for the excursion at the moment. Besides them being loud and obvious is a pretty great cover for a late night excursion.
 

peterka99

First Post
Etienne replies to Blaise: "Hummm... Good idea, the Spaniards. Maybe we'll get ammo against Blackbeard- or even shipmates. We can sneak there, or you can let me create a diversion- I own furs in my warehouse-let's pretend a wild animal wreak havok in the neighbourhood. You'll have plenty of time to speak to the Spaniards. Habla Espanol, por supuesto ?

For the church, I'll pass. We Canadians are not very fond of masses."
 

Matthan

Explorer
Blaise smiles as he claps the fur trader on the back. "That's the spirit! Let's try to not make a ruckus if we can help it though. This island has ears everywhere and every whisper seems to make its way back to one man. Let's see if we can avoid a spectacle that would destroy any surprise advantage we may gain. I don't want to break in. It's a high risk with an uncertain reward. If we can get our hands on some priestly frocks, then we might be able to just convince the guards to let us in for final confession and to administer last rites. No fighting and no reason for anyone to think twice about it. If that fails, we may get lucky and the cells may be against an outer wall with a window that we can speak to them through."

Blaise continues, "As for Espanol, I'm afraid the languard is beyond me. It would be nice to have a Spaniard with us," he casts a glance at Katarina lifting her mug up in a drunken cheer, "but I'm afraid we don't have one able to help us and we don't have time to wait. Hopefully, we'll have some kind of common tongue to communicate. I know that if I was set to die in the morning there are things that I would want heard even if it was just curses toward my executioners. Let's see if we can't give them a willing ear."
 

peterka99

First Post
Etienne answers to his fellow countryman:

"Hmmm.... I don't like deception. And clergymen. There are scores of those back in the North- they always try to force free men to kneel and pray an invisible God. Better praise the Nature Spirits- at least they answer your supplications.

Well, I speak Spanish- least than Albion's tongue they speak on this island, better than Arawak and Pawnee. I can mumble dozen of languages...

Let me retrieve some trinkets from the warehouse to give the guard... I should have a silver laiden cross of two..."
 

Shayuri

First Post
"Good luck," Nia grunts as she hunkers down to try to cantilever Zef back into his chair. Gods and devils, why were dwarfs so HEAVY?

"If you cannot learn anyting from dem, find out where dey'll be buried at least."
 

Queenie

Queen of Everything
OOC: I'm not keen on splitting up the party again, but you're already on your way out so go have fun. We'll meet up eventually :)

I am assuing Kat does not yet know you are leaving.


Kat laughed at Nia, "Aww, just leave 'em. He'sh used to sleeping in worse."

She leaned in conspiratorially, "Don't mind this one," she nodded towards Smyth, "He's no trouble. Well, not for you." She laughed again heartily.

"There'sh supposed to be some French sailorsh looking for work, try to keep an eye out for them here. I think they'd make a fine addition to our crews. I want to find them before ^%$&(*^ Wallace doesh. Their information is poshted on the board outshide but why make the trip if we don't have to? Of courshe, there could be any manner of interesting peoplesh around."
 

Matthan

Explorer
OOC: I wouldn't split the party if this situation didn't have a literal *dead*line attached. I promise we'll be quick. *famous last words*


"Fair enough, my friend," Blaise says with a smile. "Let's try the direct approach. We'll go and speak with the jailor and try to have a word with the prisoners. I don't suppose you know any tricks that will make the jailor let us in if our words and your crosses aren't enough?"
 

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