The Antigrol Tide (IC)
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Jdvn1
Hanging in there. Better than the alternative.
Malachi's eyes widen <Now he tells us!> and he climbs up to the ship. As soon as his feet hit the deck, he looks for the wounded, "Where's the wounded? I was ship doctor on my last vessel. Do you have the necessary aid kit?"
For those who take a good look at him--although he's certainly not concentrating on any of you right now--he's a well-built, young man. His eyes pierce the darkness with a twinkle, but his clothes betray him. They're in one piece, but they're very ragged--as if he had been to Davy Jones' locker and back.
[sblock=OOC]The unconscious ruffian in which boat?[/sblock]
For those who take a good look at him--although he's certainly not concentrating on any of you right now--he's a well-built, young man. His eyes pierce the darkness with a twinkle, but his clothes betray him. They're in one piece, but they're very ragged--as if he had been to Davy Jones' locker and back.
[sblock=OOC]The unconscious ruffian in which boat?[/sblock]
Strahd_Von_Zarovich
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Grondar - Human thug
When the captain give an "Aye" for the serveants of Adonai to board the ship,
Grondar goes back to finish his task, throwing the dead bodies to the water (After search).
he leaves the one awake to the merci of the captain.
When the captain give an "Aye" for the serveants of Adonai to board the ship,
Grondar goes back to finish his task, throwing the dead bodies to the water (After search).
he leaves the one awake to the merci of the captain.
Drowned Hero
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Troth barbarian/half-elf
Troth leaves the deck and put his gear on. when he returns he picks a high spoting ground on the oposite side of the ship then Denther.
Troth leaves the deck and put his gear on. when he returns he picks a high spoting ground on the oposite side of the ship then Denther.
Wakil falls back in the little rowboat, stunned as an overwhelming, virulent evil aura suddenly pervades the ruffian's body at the same moment the man begins thrashing.
Simultaneous with the activity in the rowboat, the wind gusts violently in from the sea, pushing at the people on the ship. The fog flows up the sides of the ship. Amidships, it stops just shy of the edge of the railing. Aft, it flows over the poop deck, roiling and spitting, and pulls up as a wall just shy of the edge of the light shed by the glowing quarrel. The bow of the ship sees a similar suffocation by glowing white fog, pulsating in the light of the moon.
Down below in the rowboat, the river is rocking wildly and tossing the boat around. The man is still thrashing violently, expelling little gasps of fog. For a single moment, Wakil was touched by a sick, dark evil in the fog attempting to press in on him, but in that instant, the wind rushed in and began swirling around the little boat, clearing the air. Wakil watches in fascination as the wood at the edges of the boat begins to smoke and warp where it is touched by the fog.
On deck, the crew notices the wood touched by the fog begin to blacken and smolder. The captain is bellowing, "N'un T'Chauck! Denther! Grondar! Up sail! Troth, cut anchor! Cut those grapnels from my ship! Colmarr! On deck! All hands on deck! Look alive on your feet or die in your bed!" Turning to Malachi he hollers, "What heaven's hells is that!?" gesturing at the fog.
Simultaneous with the activity in the rowboat, the wind gusts violently in from the sea, pushing at the people on the ship. The fog flows up the sides of the ship. Amidships, it stops just shy of the edge of the railing. Aft, it flows over the poop deck, roiling and spitting, and pulls up as a wall just shy of the edge of the light shed by the glowing quarrel. The bow of the ship sees a similar suffocation by glowing white fog, pulsating in the light of the moon.
Down below in the rowboat, the river is rocking wildly and tossing the boat around. The man is still thrashing violently, expelling little gasps of fog. For a single moment, Wakil was touched by a sick, dark evil in the fog attempting to press in on him, but in that instant, the wind rushed in and began swirling around the little boat, clearing the air. Wakil watches in fascination as the wood at the edges of the boat begins to smoke and warp where it is touched by the fog.
On deck, the crew notices the wood touched by the fog begin to blacken and smolder. The captain is bellowing, "N'un T'Chauck! Denther! Grondar! Up sail! Troth, cut anchor! Cut those grapnels from my ship! Colmarr! On deck! All hands on deck! Look alive on your feet or die in your bed!" Turning to Malachi he hollers, "What heaven's hells is that!?" gesturing at the fog.
Mallak said:
Realizing he does not want to be here to find out what happens to the rest of the rowboat He grabs the poor victim and caries him fireman style up the side of the larger ship.
Realizing this is a bad idea at the last moment he ties the rope off to the victim climbs the rope and the pulls the rope up behind him.
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unleashed
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Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard
Having fortunately just finished his stitching as the captain calls, Colmarr draws his dagger and cuts the tourniquet, nicking Braer's arm in his haste. “Sorry Braer! You’re just going to have to hold on for the moment...keep that blanket pressed tight to your other wound and DON’T PASS OUT...” he calls as he runs out the door.
Upon reaching the deck he notices the light holding back the fog which is damaging the ship and promptly casts another light spell, his last for the time being, on another bolt which he drives into the deck as far onto the poop deck as possible. Hoping to remove the fog from that area so that the ship can be steered safely...“I’m here captain, what do you require of me?”
Having fortunately just finished his stitching as the captain calls, Colmarr draws his dagger and cuts the tourniquet, nicking Braer's arm in his haste. “Sorry Braer! You’re just going to have to hold on for the moment...keep that blanket pressed tight to your other wound and DON’T PASS OUT...” he calls as he runs out the door.
Upon reaching the deck he notices the light holding back the fog which is damaging the ship and promptly casts another light spell, his last for the time being, on another bolt which he drives into the deck as far onto the poop deck as possible. Hoping to remove the fog from that area so that the ship can be steered safely...“I’m here captain, what do you require of me?”
MummyKitty
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N'un T'Chauck warily watches the men climb aboard. If the captain trusts them, so shall I. Upon hearing the captain's orders he springs into action to trim the sails and get the ship underway as quickly as possible.
