The Antigrol Tide (IC)
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MummyKitty
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As he works the rigging, Noonchuck studies Wakil. Not the talkative type, he thinks. Fair enough.... sometimes silence is best.
While Malachi tends to the wounded below. Wakil again gets into rythym of the ocean. It has been to long sense I have last done this he thinks to himself. I wounder where the captin put togther this paticular group though they seem able bodied enough. However there is that one that is so intrested in magic...Hopefully a healthy intrest. I wonder what caused him to be that way. Like a four year old watching a magic show. These two topside with me now seem to be familiar with there roles. I will just continue to watch an observe the group dynamic.
As an after thought... Captin never said why he thought both of them where atacked...and why was he so distracted? A hold full of goodies or something darker... only time while tell once again I get to be patient... Adonai how about working on one of my other shortcomings.
As an after thought... Captin never said why he thought both of them where atacked...and why was he so distracted? A hold full of goodies or something darker... only time while tell once again I get to be patient... Adonai how about working on one of my other shortcomings.
Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue
"Much appreciated, Malachi," Mag says, fascinated by the sight he beheld of Grondor's and Braer's wonunds seeming to seal themselves. He wonders if the prayer is a specific component of the power, or merely a focus for their new doctor, but keeps the theories to himself for the time being.
[sblock=OOC]No problem on the lack of FX. I figured as much. Just seemed in character for Mag to want to see as much magic / miracling up close as he can. He may never be able to practice magic, but he's still on the hunt to understand as much theory as he can (in game mechanics, I'd say this sort of thing translates to boosting his knowledge / use magic device skills when he levels next)[/sblock]
Jdvn1 said:
"Much appreciated, Malachi," Mag says, fascinated by the sight he beheld of Grondor's and Braer's wonunds seeming to seal themselves. He wonders if the prayer is a specific component of the power, or merely a focus for their new doctor, but keeps the theories to himself for the time being.
[sblock=OOC]No problem on the lack of FX. I figured as much. Just seemed in character for Mag to want to see as much magic / miracling up close as he can. He may never be able to practice magic, but he's still on the hunt to understand as much theory as he can (in game mechanics, I'd say this sort of thing translates to boosting his knowledge / use magic device skills when he levels next)[/sblock]
Morning comes quickly at sea. Over the sparkling ocean the rising sun bursts in all its glory and splendor. With nothing to obscure its light, the bright star stretches its rays across the water to gently caress the occupants of the ship into wakefulness. With the coming of the day there is no sign of pursuing ship nor glowing fog, only playful seabirds racing the Pander Ban south on a warm, steady wind and calling raucously to each other.
Captain Ben, nearly falling asleep at the wheel, places a refreshed N'un T'Chauck at the helm before heading below. In the night, Denther had been replaced by Magyar, Colmarr and the newcomers had found their beds (with the newcomers bunking on deck or in the hold), and Grondar and Troth had taken over the sails. Braer, feeling much refreshed and hungrier than ever, emerges from his cabin into a beautiful new day.
Captain Ben, nearly falling asleep at the wheel, places a refreshed N'un T'Chauck at the helm before heading below. In the night, Denther had been replaced by Magyar, Colmarr and the newcomers had found their beds (with the newcomers bunking on deck or in the hold), and Grondar and Troth had taken over the sails. Braer, feeling much refreshed and hungrier than ever, emerges from his cabin into a beautiful new day.
Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue
Mag couldn't deny that the morning was gorgeous, but there was still a slight chill in his bones from the events of the previous evening. He'd toyed with the idea of digging out and donning his own armor, as Denther had done, but since they were now out at sea again, and the view clear, he chose to forego it at the moment. He still remembered the ship nearly tipping over in that unnatural wind, and how close the captain had come to falling into the sea. Best not to weigh himself down if he didn't have to.
He has, however, dug out his signal whistle and strung it around his neck. Actually, his father's, used to call order in a rowdy crowd between acts, but now its shrill cry will set out a different cry.
Scanning the horizon, Mag hopes he doesn't need to use it.
Mag couldn't deny that the morning was gorgeous, but there was still a slight chill in his bones from the events of the previous evening. He'd toyed with the idea of digging out and donning his own armor, as Denther had done, but since they were now out at sea again, and the view clear, he chose to forego it at the moment. He still remembered the ship nearly tipping over in that unnatural wind, and how close the captain had come to falling into the sea. Best not to weigh himself down if he didn't have to.
He has, however, dug out his signal whistle and strung it around his neck. Actually, his father's, used to call order in a rowdy crowd between acts, but now its shrill cry will set out a different cry.
Scanning the horizon, Mag hopes he doesn't need to use it.
unleashed
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Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard
Rising early as is his way Colmarr magically cleans his clothes, removing all the stains the previous day inflicted on them, before heading to the galley to start on breakfast for the crew. Recalling his mothers cooking fondly, he starts a simple porridge, adding some honey and dried fruit if he can find any. Singing a gnomish hearth song as he recalls the days of his childhood.
OOC
[SBLOCK]Colmarr activates his prestidigitation ability (lasts 1 hour), which he uses to clean his clothes. Unsurprisingly he’ll likely take a few ranks of Profession (cook) next level...though he probably should have done that with the rework.[/SBLOCK]
Rising early as is his way Colmarr magically cleans his clothes, removing all the stains the previous day inflicted on them, before heading to the galley to start on breakfast for the crew. Recalling his mothers cooking fondly, he starts a simple porridge, adding some honey and dried fruit if he can find any. Singing a gnomish hearth song as he recalls the days of his childhood.
OOC
[SBLOCK]Colmarr activates his prestidigitation ability (lasts 1 hour), which he uses to clean his clothes. Unsurprisingly he’ll likely take a few ranks of Profession (cook) next level...though he probably should have done that with the rework.[/SBLOCK]
Drowned Hero
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Troth trim the sails, coils rope and anything the Captain may ask of him.
