The Antigrol Tide (IC)

[Mallak]

The accursed fog makes it difficult to see anything other than general shapes. Those on the rowboat below can see out of the fog more easily than those on the ship can see into it. N'un T'Chauck can make out the shape of the rowboat, and maybe a figure or two. If there were more light, he could likely see better.

Down in the rowboat, Wakil can sense no evil anywhere nearby.

Down in Colmarr's cabin, Captain Ben pulls back the blanket from the edge of Braer's arm, near the wrist. Immediately, blood begins to flow down over his hand. The captain splashes some rum over the wound, which nearly doubles the fire Braer is feeling in his arm, but the captain quickly puts the blanket back in place. He mutters something under his breath, but Braer's sharp ears pick it up. "It's bleedin' so much...how're you supposed to stitch a wound that won't stop bleeding?" Turning, he bellows out the open door, "I need more hands in here!"

[sblock=OOC]Druke, please remember to keep your OOC comments inside sblocks. You can put modifier reminders (like "Diplomacy +8") outside of sblocks, but in that case make them a dim color like Drowned Hero has done in some of his posts.

To those curious, yes, Jdvn1 is part of this. As for how long these players and their characters will be hanging around, well, I guess that's up to the players themselves and the whims of the dice and/or GM. Just as it is for any player or character. But as for Druke and Jdvn1, I believe they're hoping to become a permanent part of the group.[/sblock]

 

[magic_gathering2001]

Braer mumbles, "Colmarr had a spell..."

 

[unleashed]

Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard

Already on his way to the cabins, Colmarr runs when the captain calls. Upon entering his own cabin he sees the large amount of blood. Why is it always my cabin, he thinks for a second before saying, “Will someone tie that arm off...better he loses the arm than bleeds to death.”

 

[Mallak]

Magyar comes running in on Colmarr's heels carrying the twine he found. "Here, give me that," the captain says, taking the cord from Magyar. "Colmarr, hold this light. Now you lie still, Braer. This will likely sting a little." Captain Ben pulls back the blanket from the top of Braer's arm. He quickly loops the cord around the arm just below the shoulder, tying off a quick tourniquet. His strong hands still remember pulling sail as a lowly deckhand; the cord is very tight, and the knot he ties is a good one. Quickly, the flow of blood from the arm slows, but blood is still seeping down Braer's chest from the cut below his collarbone. The captain pours out a libation on the wound before pressing the sodden blanket to the man's chest. "Braer, bring your other hand up and hold this here. Colmarr, you're likely handier with a needle than I. Give me that light back, and I'll hold his arm down. You should find needle and thread in the bag--but then, you've done this before." So saying, the captain takes the light from Colmarr and takes hold of Braer's arm very gently, holding just above the wrist where the cut begins.

 

[jkason]

Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue

Mag tries to stay out of the way, but watches with a sick fascination as the captain and the gnome work on the first mate. And he once again silently thanks his luck that it's not him turned into a human pincushion.

 

[unleashed]

Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard

“Yes, I should become quite the expert at this rate sir.” This is going to take a lot longer than the last one, Colmarr thinks as he hunts through the bag. Finding the needle and thread he begins working just above the wrist, worrying more about speed than neatness with such a large wound, as he’d like the tourniquet removed as soon as possible. While he progresses up the arm he gives a broken report...hoping it will occupy Braer’s mind as well as inform the captain of how things sit aboard ship at this time. “Well the boarders are taken care of captain...I’ve told the crew to leave the bodies for now as you may be able to tell who they are, as you have far more experience with humans than I sir...they definitely seemed to be a team of some sort though, as they were all equipped the same...currently there are two men approaching in a rowboat demanding to speak with you captain...say their names are Malachi and Wakil champions of Adonai, and that they shouted the warning to the ship...supposedly they have a prisoner...N’un T’Chauck has told them to stay where they are...”

 

[MummyKitty]

"I know not this Adoni. You shall stay in your boat until the captain allows you to board!" N’un T’Chauck will continue to hold them at bay until he hears otherwise from the captain or Colmarr. [sblock]He'll try to keep an eye on them without making a target of himself, shifting position every so often. He'll also make sure that Troth doesn't do anything crazy in his raging condition.[/sblock]

 

[Druke]

"You shall stay in your boat until the captain allows you to board!" N’un T’Chauck will continue to hold them at bay until he hears otherwise from the captain or Colmarr.

"Understood," Wakil answers the voice from the ship. He turns and converses with Malachi, "So why do you think they attacked both the ship and the house? Where is the captain? I thought he would be more thankfull of our warning." While still watching the large boat. He whispers "I feel no evil from the boat but..." as he shrugs his shoulders giving the silent look of don't let your guard down.

Wakil still at the oars keeps the boat alongside the larger three mast vessel but not so close someone could jump in or use grappling roaps. He is also warry of projectiles.

 

[Mallak]

Between the sharp pain in his chest, the loss of feeling in his arm, and the general numbness of the rest of his body, Braer hardly notices the stab of the needle in his arm as Colmarr works.

Captain Ben grunts to himself as Colmarr reports on the goings on above deck. "Hhm. Pirates, most likely. Sea scum. Still, I suppose I should go above and have a look, and talk to these fellows in the rowboat. Magyar! Take this light and hold Braer's arm. Make sure he doesn't move around while Colmarr's working."

The captain then heads above deck.

N'un T'Chauck is at the railing attempting to get a good look at the men in the rowboat. Troth, at the tail end of his rage, is breathing hard and looking for something to release on. Grondar, who had followed Troth out also looking for a fight, is standing near the blooded barbarian, sap in hand. Denther, standing near the hold, has grown accustomed to the bright light. The amount of blood on the deck is disturbing, but no one seems hurt. He notices that Magyar, Colmarr, and Braer are not present, though.

 

[Mallak]

N'un T'Chauck can here the men in the boat conversing in low tones, but he can't make out what they're saying. The captain quietly approaches N'un T'Chauck. "Where are they?" he asks in a quiet voice. "Have you got a good look at them?"