The Antigrol Tide (IC)

jkason said:
"I saw him stirring during the fight, over th--" Mag begins, but as he starts to point, he hisses in pain, the arrow through his side apparently having moved with the gesture.

"Sure wish he was around now. Don't suppose you figured out that people-mending magic touch of his, did you Colmarr?"

[sblock=OOC]Referring to Cure Light Wounds. I think Colmarr learned it, but I don't think he's used it, so I'm not sure if Magyar knows this piece of information.[/sblock]
[SBLOCK=OOC]Colmarr used cure light wounds to heal Naomi when they pulled her out of the water. Of course he was just singing over her, so it may not have been obvious. ;)[/SBLOCK]“Of course Magyar, and I think we’re far enough away from the scene now that we can spare a moment or two to see to that arrow. You’ll need to be quiet though, so find something to bite down on while I do my work.”

Stopping the group for a moment, Colmarr waits until Magyar is ready, before he pulls the arrow from his side while singing his healing song over the wound.
 

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Troth Half-Elf Barbarian2/Fighter1

Troth stumbles after Grondar and does as he says, weakened as he is he dont care to talk and will make his way to the ship as fast he can.
 

Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue

unleashed said:
[SBLOCK=OOC]Colmarr used cure light wounds to heal Naomi when they pulled her out of the water. Of course he was just singing over her, so it may not have been obvious. ;)[/SBLOCK]“Of course Magyar, and I think we’re far enough away from the scene now that we can spare a moment or two to see to that arrow. You’ll need to be quiet though, so find something to bite down on while I do my work.”

Stopping the group for a moment, Colmarr waits until Magyar is ready, before he pulls the arrow from his side while singing his healing song over the wound.

Mag nods resolutely, closing his eyes, and though he pales noticeably and breaks out in a profuse cold sweat, he makes no sound. As the wound stops bleeding, he nods and smiles.

"Dislocated a shoulder once filling in on my cousin's escape artist act," he says softly. "If I can hide that from a crowd of intent skeptics, I figured I could keep quiet here in the dark away from open windows.

"Promising to collect the captain's body was the only way we'll get Mistress Wendette to board,"
he says, distracting himself from his brush with death. "If we don't follow through, I'm afraid she might just throw us all overboard.

"The town guard's going to be busy with elf-fear. Maybe that'll help us get in and out faster with the captain's remains?"
 


“Yes, well we’ll see what things are like closer to the docks before making any decisions,” Colmarr replies, quickly getting them back underway.
 

The group makes its way down to the docks through the quiet darkness. The bay is black, and clouds obscure the sky. The Pander Ban is anchored in the same place, almost directly across from the crew. It floats quietly, undisturbed. A dog pads up and down the pier, sniffing the air. As the group comes closer, the dog turns, walks up to Grondar and licks his hand, whining a little in the still night. There is activity to the north around the inn there, and light spills from the guard shack on the docks. A night watchman paces up and down the street paralleling the docks, though he doesn't appear to be on alert. To the south, a door opens briefly, spilling light and sound onto the street, and several people stumble out and turn unsteadily, heading into town. The watchman spares them no more than a glance before returning to his rounds.

Across the bay, Colmarr spots movement near the mortician's shack. Looking more carefully, Colmarr's eyes pick out a low barge anchored in the shadow of the jetty.
 

Grondar

Here boy
Grondar pets his new dog
Looks like the docks are clear from trouble.
Grondar whispers loudly
We better move on … I'm not sure about the captain's body. The dead man can't spare us hint, but this one …
He taps on the unconscious elf bard
will sing like a bird when she'll awake.
 

“You may well be right about the captain’s body not being able offer us any information Grondar, but who knows the resources his foes, which now seem to be our foes, have to make a dead man speak. I’ve heard the elves can do all sorts of things with magic, and I wouldn’t put that past them. Of course recovering the captain’s body may be out of our hands now, as there’s some movement near the mortician’s shack and a barge anchored nearby,” Colmarr replies, staring out over the bay.

“Well, no point worrying about what we can’t immediately fix, so let’s get aboard and see if we can’t get the Pander Ban moving, and perhaps, if we’re quick enough, we can intercept that barge. Then we need to try and find a dock somewhat closer to Mistress Wendette’s inn, as I don’t want to try sneaking people and supplies all the way down here, especially with elves already in the town.”
 

Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue

Mag shudders at the idea of forcing the dead to speak, but shakes it off as Colmarr offers a course of action. Nodding, he sets to on the deck, doing his best to get the moorings off and the ship ready to move.
 

Troth Half-Elf Barbarian\Fighter

Troth sits on a barrel and listens to colmarr noding at the staements. He tries to stand up to start working the ropes when he stumbles and almost falls 'Im so tired... 'I think i need some rest and healing'
 

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