The Antigrol Tide (IC)

[unleashed]

Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard

Having ordered his thoughts in the time since stitching Grondra’s head, Colmarr begins his report immediately while handing the bag to the captain. “Yes sir! Well both Troth and Grondar are injured. Troth has twisted his knee and is currently lying on my bunk, resting his knee with a cool wet cloth on it. Grondar split his head open when he fell on the stairs during the wind gust, he’s been stitched up and is sitting in my cabin with Troth. He’s a little lightheaded, but should be okay tomorrow I’d guess. Troth should be okay too, though it may take a little longer than a day depending on how quickly the swelling goes down. I did my best captain, but I don’t really have any training in healing skills so I’m not entirely certain about their recovery times.”

“Topside sir, well the ship has been righted, the sails trimmed, everything is ship shape once again to my humble eye at least. Denther hasn’t seen any sign of the ship, though not through lack of trying. As for morale sir, well mostly they’re angry and want revenge if the gust wasn’t natural, but there’s been no slacking on duties or whining about the trouble we’ve encountered.”

“As for the wind gust, well I know it’s possible to change the weather, and according to the more experienced crew the sea conditions at the time weren’t conducive to the gust we encountered. So I think it’s a good chance that the wind was magical in nature, which brings another question to mind. If I may be so bold sir is there possibly a reason we might be pursued?”

 

[mps42]

"Denthar, do you need a break yet?" Brear calls up to the helm finally thinking of a way to postpone the monotony of life at sea.

Denthar's eyes are beginning to feel strained and blurry, and the impending twilight isn't helping matters any. "As much as I would love to say 'no, I'm fine', I really can't. I've been searcing the landmass and I can find no trace of the other ship. I don't know where it went. I need to be relieved, i'm sorry."

 

[jkason]

Magyar, human rogue

Mag, overhearing the exchange as he awaits orders from the first mate, butts in. "I'm not the biggest fan of heights, Sir, but especially given how short-handed we are, if you need me to, I'll see what I can see up there. Well, what I can see in the dark, as it were."

 

[magic_gathering2001]

"If you don't wish to take watch, I'll take watch if you can steer the ship, or you could find someone else to replace Denthar, but whatever you do, be quick about it." Braer turns his attention toward Mag when he hears the response.

 

[Mallak]

Captain Ben leans back in his chair stroking his bewhiskered chin with a pondering look on his face. "So it is your best guess that the wind was likely magical in nature, eh? And me with two men out for the night, at least, and the ship behind us vanished. Well, there's nothing for it, then. We shall continue on as before. Hopefully my little cove remains secure.

As for folks chasing us, Colmarr, who isn't being chased these days? Between the pirates and--well, pirates are enough, aren't they? They're a plague in recent years. We must be ever vigilant, my little gnomish friend. I have a forboding that the men will indeed earn their keep this trip out. Hrm."

The captain sits thinking to himself for a few moments, pulling at one earlobe absentmindedly and staring at the far bulkhead, lost in thought.

 

[Mallak]

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[unleashed]

Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard

Picking up that the captain almost revelaed another threat, Colmarr asks, “Between pirates and who sir...who else might be chasing us? I doubt many pirates would have a spellcaster powerful enough to cause such a gust, if they had one at all...”

 

[Mallak]

"Eh, what? Oh, you're still here? Er, hrm...Aren't pirates enough for you? But if not them, then who do you think might have a spellcaster? And one powerful enough to do that to my ship? You're supposed to be the magic expert here.

Colmarr is quite sure that there are very few gnomes capable of any sort of powerful magics, despite what the humans may think, and gnomes are even less capable when it comes to weather. There are some grand illusionists and a few great workers of metal among the gnomish race, but if it was a magical wind, it was almost certainly the work of an elf. Of course, an elven wizard of such power would have no reason to accost a merchant vessel such as the Pander Ban . . .

 

[unleashed]

Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard

“Pirates are definitely more than enough for me sir, but I just don’t think they’d have the resources or need for someone so powerful. As for who I think it may be, well it could really only be an elf wizard, but I know of no reason why one of such power would be after your ship...unless there’s something they’re after that’s not on the manifest.” Colmarr ponders for a few moments, stroking his goatee as he thinks, before continuing, “Hmm, come to think of it this wouldn’t exactly have been the crew I would hire either, unless I was in a hurry to be away...”

 

[Mallak]

The captain gives Colmarr a slanted eye. "Gnome, you may be too clever for your own good. Now go, relay my orders to Braer. Stay straight at two-two-oh, all the speed he can manage. I will take my meal in my cabin and be up to relieve him after supper."