The Savage Seas (5e) [IC]

[mips42]

Beltran looks around as he enters. 'This is not good,' he mutters. 'The one at the back, the blonde woman.' Then, seeing Gaspar and the wounds he has suffered 'Captain Gaspar! Just what it is that has happened here?'
The man responds 'don't ask questions you dont want answers to, Beltran.' Then shoulders past and out the door, followed closely by a large orc.
'That man...' Beltran sighs, walking towards The woman in the back.

[ooc[ dropping out of combat turns. post as desired.[/ooc]

 

[jmucchiello]

Terry sits and resumes drinking her drink. "Sit, the fun is over."

 

[gnarlygninja]

Embarrassed by his now obvious misjudgment of the situation, Zrok leaned quietly against a nearby chair, hoping that listening to the other brawlers' conversation would clear things up. A series of small hiccups betrayed his attempted nonchalance.

 

[mips42]

'captain copper tree,' Beltran says as he approaches
'Guildmaster Beltran. You just missed the entertainment.'
'I saw the results. I don't think I would have enjoyed the show.'
'To each, their own. To what do I owe this visit?'
'As I am sure you've noticed, the harbor lies still. The city and those it serves cannot continue much longer with no shipments. The guild come to you to ask you, beg you even, to break the block and sail. Show the others that the rumors of danger and monsters have no substance. We have all pledged a boon if you should do this.'
'Even if I wanted to, I have not the crew. My people will not sail until the waters are cleared. Call for a galleon frop the capitol.'
'the capitol? It would take moths to get here and we do not have that kind of time. The need is dire and there was s only one other who we might ask. I don't with to ask Gaspar, but...'
'Gaspar is a liar, thief, and a pitifully bad loser. Especially when it comes to dice.Tell me the task," she says with a sigh.
Sail. We ask that you look near the lighthouse for the Lion, last seen near there ..'
'The Lion is missing? You should have led with that, Beltran. For the Lion and it's Captain I would face the Maw of Hades. but I still need bodies.'

 

[Neurotic]

Umbril sits next to Terry, retrieving the chair he pushed back when he stood up. He listens attentively to the exchange and whispers to Terry "This might be interesting AND profitable. Except we're not sailors. But we are bodies and quite good in a scrap. What do you think? Volunteer for a good pay?"

 

[jmucchiello]

"Seems like a better plan than running out of money," Terry says.

 

[Neurotic]

"So, say something!" Umbril hisses "I'm not good at negotiating. Sorry for the tone." he adds sheepishly

 

[jmucchiello]

"Excuse me," Terry says standing up and approaching the guildmaster. "My friend and I heard you are looking for assistance, perhaps in dangerous circumstance. What kind of assistance are you looking for and, if I may be indelicate, what does it pay?"

 

[Leatherhead]

Crawdad keeps quiet for a bit, evaluating the people who are assembling for the job.

 

[mips42]

Beltran looks at Coppertree, who just looks back at him. 'I can't speak for the help that will be needed,' Beltran says. 'I think it'll have to be determined as-needed. But, as my compatriot here,' he motions to Crawdad 'can confirm, we have a pledge of two hundred gold for the trip.'
'Two hundred?' The woman leans forward in her chair. 'It is serious then. That's nearly as much as three loads.' She looks at the lot of you 'You look like you'd be good in a fight. I assume you've never been on a ship in your life. But, there's things even a lubber can do as long as you've got good eyes and a strong back.'
Beltran looks again at those assembled. 'I sincerely wish you the most uneventful and speedy of trips but, yes, it is that serious. And the sooner you can sail, the better.'
'I suppose I should introduce myself then,' the blonde elf says. ' I am captain Sheila Coppertree. Captain or Sheila is fine. My Ship is the Annabelle Lee and is docked in bay seventeen. The tide will be going out at first light. I'll be sailing then. I suggest you get a good nights' sleep and prepare for the hardest work you've done in your life.'
With this, she downs the last of her ale, tosses a half-dozen copper on the table, gets up, nods at all of the assembled (including Beltran), and heads out the door.

 

[jmucchiello]

"I'm Terry. This is Umbril. We seen some stuff. And I'm not interested in being a sailor. What is the problem that needs solving so bad that you are looking for adventurers? And why do I guess that 200 gold is underpriced?"

 

[gnarlygninja]

Zrok climbed onto a chair. "Zrok will go. Zrok came for boat anyway. 200 is...many gold? Few gold?"

 

[mips42]

Beltran looks at the group 'The problem is reports of sea monsters and the sailors won't sail because of it. It's slowly starving the city and those the city is supposed to support. If we can get one ship to sail and show that the seas are clear, hopefully tat will be enough to get the ships moving again. If that happens, we can survive and, eventually, thrive again.
'Captain Coppertree is willing to sail, but needs crew for her ship. Obviously, we can't make you go, but the need is dire. What information do you need?'

 

[Neurotic]

"I think we need actual sailors." Umbril joins the conversation
"We may protect them, but if we're naked because of the work required, we may have trouble defending ourselves. And the other way around, if we're fighting, even if fully equipped, who will guide the ship while we're fighting? Give us prisoners with promised pardon if they survive if you don't get other volunteers."

 

[Leatherhead]

"I happen to know a thing or two about stars and ships." Crawdad offers. "But really, the bulk of sailors are there for manual labor: Handling line, hoisting sails, and weighing anchor. Also more mundane work like cleaning, cooking, and maintenance. I am quite sure adventurous persons, such as yourselves, would be capable of that."

 

[jmucchiello]

"I know nothing of cooking and cleaning," Terry says, proudly. (She was noble-born.)

 

[Neurotic]

"I happen to know a thing or two about stars and ships." Crawdad offers. "But really, the bulk of sailors are there for manual labor: Handling line, hoisting sails, and weighing anchor. Also more mundane work like cleaning, cooking, and maintenance. I am quite sure adventurous persons, such as yourselves, would be capable of that."

"You're not listening. We can take care of ourselves AND others. The problem is...we don't care to take care of the ship. It's dangerous to not be combat ready if there are monsters. And I'm sure there being a sailor is not just pulling on the rope. I can maintain armor and weapons, I can keep a tune or the doors...maybe cargo hold? locked tight. But how do you run a ship with unwilling crew that doesn't understand you half the time? What's hoisting sails? Getting them up? Down? Sideways? Why do you weigh anchor? Does it change it's weight between days?"
Being from the Shadow Sea, Umbril has no idea how to sail...and being fairly dim (as the shadows he's from) he never bothered to learn the details. Worse, this trade 'common' language...is weird.

 

[gnarlygninja]

Zrok thought about the conversations with sailors he'd had earlier in the night and thought if they could figure out how to sail, anyone could, but lacking a good grasp of common decided to take advantage of someone else not knowing things and add a few questions of his own.
"Also, what is anchor? And sails. Zrok has never been on boat."

 

[mips42]

Beltran looks at the assembled group '"Actual" sailors won't sail. As previously noted, they can be highly superstitious. Even those in the hold for starting fights or whatever would rather serve their time than sail.
'As for the work, I am certain that Captain Coppertree knows that she is getting green labor at best and can show you what you need to know. As she said, she needs bodies and she knows that she can't be particular.
'I cannot say this too plainly. The fate of hundreds, if not thousands of folks is in the balance.
'If there is anything I can say or do to encourage you to do this, state it openly now.'

 

[jmucchiello]

"Pay more," Terry says. "If imprisoned sailors don't want out to take this run. It's worth more than 200 gold. Each."