The Antigrol Tide (IC)
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Magyar Rhineholdt
Hearing the thug's cry, Magyar makes his way to him.
"Ooh, that's got to smart," he says, then pulls a handkerchief from his pocket. In other times, it would be the first of many tied together, but today it's solo. He presses the cloth on the wound, then guides Grondar's hand to hold it.
"Here, keep pressure on this to stem the bleeding, and I'll see if I can't track down someone who knows a little better how to fix up a gash like that."
Question was, did he want a medic or a tailor? Magyar decided to try topside first, calling out "Does anyone have experience closing up cuts? Grondar's given himself a doozy."
OOC: [sblock]Are the PCs and the captain the only crew, or are there any other NPCs? Just wondering if the boat has a medic or not, or if anyone's acknowledged as that type that Magyar would naturally try to track down.[/sblock]
Strahd_Von_Zarovich said:
Hearing the thug's cry, Magyar makes his way to him.
"Ooh, that's got to smart," he says, then pulls a handkerchief from his pocket. In other times, it would be the first of many tied together, but today it's solo. He presses the cloth on the wound, then guides Grondar's hand to hold it.
"Here, keep pressure on this to stem the bleeding, and I'll see if I can't track down someone who knows a little better how to fix up a gash like that."
Question was, did he want a medic or a tailor? Magyar decided to try topside first, calling out "Does anyone have experience closing up cuts? Grondar's given himself a doozy."
OOC: [sblock]Are the PCs and the captain the only crew, or are there any other NPCs? Just wondering if the boat has a medic or not, or if anyone's acknowledged as that type that Magyar would naturally try to track down.[/sblock]
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Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard
Hearing Grondar’s call before replying, Colmarr makes a plea to his irate captain, “As you say captain, but we have two wounded me due to the wind gust, and as we have a limited crew in the first place I thought it better to interrupt you and get them back on their feet as soon as possible, rather than leaving us shorthanded should something else arise. So if I may be so bold, a little of the medicinal rum and a healer’s kit if there is one would be much appreciated at this time.”
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[SBLOCK]Diplomacy +7[/SBLOCK]
Hearing Grondar’s call before replying, Colmarr makes a plea to his irate captain, “As you say captain, but we have two wounded me due to the wind gust, and as we have a limited crew in the first place I thought it better to interrupt you and get them back on their feet as soon as possible, rather than leaving us shorthanded should something else arise. So if I may be so bold, a little of the medicinal rum and a healer’s kit if there is one would be much appreciated at this time.”
OOC
[SBLOCK]Diplomacy +7[/SBLOCK]
The door shuts in Colmarr's face abruptly, there is a bit more rumaging around beyond the door accompanied by low mutters, then the door is cracked again and the captain thrusts a black carpet bag at the short gnome. "Here. Everything you need should be in here. Get 'em patched up and back on their feet. Also, we've slowed down. Get somebody on the sail. And find out if Denthar's seen anything more. I expect a full report in twenty minutes."
Up on deck, Braer and N'un T'Chauck both notice that the sails are not performing optimally; they could use some trimming.
Up on deck, Braer and N'un T'Chauck both notice that the sails are not performing optimally; they could use some trimming.
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Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard
“Yes sir, thank you sir,” Colmarr replies, taking the black bag and heading back to his quarters first to give Troth his medicine. Doling out a single dose of the rum, he has Troth drink it as he makes sure his knee is sitting comfortably, “There you do, now I’ll go see if I can do a little more for that knee.” That done he slings the bag over his shoulder and head back abovedeck.
Once he reaches the main deck, he calls out, “The captain’s noticed we’ve slowed our progress, N’un T’Chauck to the sails if you please. Grondar, go wait in the officer’s mess, I’ll be with you shortly. Magyar see if you can find a bucket and rope to get some fresh seawater, then get a cloth, wet it and apply it to Troth’s knee if you would to reduce the swelling, and then bring the rest to the mess so we can cleanse Grondar’s wound.”
Feeling he’s got a minute or less left on his magic, he points to Denther, “Any news on the ship yet? I’ll be leaving the deck shortly, so if you do spot anything call out to Braer, he should know what to do.”
Having executed his immediate duties abovedeck, Colmarr praises the men, “Good work men, keep alert,” before he follows Grondar to the mess to check on his wound, singing a sea tune as he does so.
“Yes sir, thank you sir,” Colmarr replies, taking the black bag and heading back to his quarters first to give Troth his medicine. Doling out a single dose of the rum, he has Troth drink it as he makes sure his knee is sitting comfortably, “There you do, now I’ll go see if I can do a little more for that knee.” That done he slings the bag over his shoulder and head back abovedeck.
Once he reaches the main deck, he calls out, “The captain’s noticed we’ve slowed our progress, N’un T’Chauck to the sails if you please. Grondar, go wait in the officer’s mess, I’ll be with you shortly. Magyar see if you can find a bucket and rope to get some fresh seawater, then get a cloth, wet it and apply it to Troth’s knee if you would to reduce the swelling, and then bring the rest to the mess so we can cleanse Grondar’s wound.”
Feeling he’s got a minute or less left on his magic, he points to Denther, “Any news on the ship yet? I’ll be leaving the deck shortly, so if you do spot anything call out to Braer, he should know what to do.”
Having executed his immediate duties abovedeck, Colmarr praises the men, “Good work men, keep alert,” before he follows Grondar to the mess to check on his wound, singing a sea tune as he does so.
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MummyKitty
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Not one to dwell on the past too much, N’un T’Chauck immeidately heeds the gnome's command and returns to his place in the rigging. He trims the sails as best he can, ever keeping a vigilant eye toward the sea for any sign of wind changes or the other ship.
The fiery rum burns down Troth's throat, momentarily taking his mind off the throbbing in his knee. The gnome's pallet is thin, but not uncomfortable. The rest of the room is sparse, and dark, the only light coming in by the open door.
If Magyar is looking for it, bucket, cloth, and rope are easily had, but perhaps he should escort the staggering Grondar to the officers' mess, first?
If Magyar is looking for it, bucket, cloth, and rope are easily had, but perhaps he should escort the staggering Grondar to the officers' mess, first?
