D&D 5E Undead Apocalypse!

[VLAD the Destroyer]

"Largerad as my companion said we need a ship large enough to transport us and mounts up the coast past the largest concentration of the undead. Can you do this and what payment would you want for such a task?"

Fulgrim sizes up the old dwarf.

"What dangers will we face on such a journey?"

 

[tglassy]

Largerad spits on the ground, thinking. It seemed to take a lot out of him.

"Got a boat. Pretty big. Any o' ye know any sailing magic? Control winds, that sart o' thing? Make life much easier, that would. No ones tried sailin fer a few decades, now. Every time we do, these pirate ships crewed by the damned seem to hunt us down and sink our ships. Lost three ships that way meself.

"O' course, I'll take ye wherever ye want to go if ye get me a steady supply o' rum. Ran out o' my last bottle last year. Tis been a crappy year e'er since. He get me a bottle, and I'll take ye out an' bring ye back once. Ye get me a steady flow, an' I'll do wha'e'er ye want whene'er ye want."


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[gargoyleking]

Galahad listens to the dwarf's woes and considers the situation. "I've read some books on sailing. Might be able to help a bit with figuring out the mechanics of it."

Squirrels are evil!

 

[River Song]

"Getting a crew together may be an issue, but I have sailed many a time and know how to sail and navigate out on the wide blue," Doogie mutters. "It may be an easier option of getting in and out without expending all our ordinance!"

 

[Fradak]

"It's your call, Boss."

 

[VLAD the Destroyer]

"Think the boat might be the best idea but we'll need to acquire a bottle of rum fist."

 

[gargoyleking]

Offering a short prayer to Oghma, Galahad pores over his memories of the many old records from before the fall.

OOC: Hoping that he knows an old brewery in the area south of the city the group might find a supply for the dwarf. I figure History would be the best shot. History+Guidance: 1D20+1D4+5 = [1]+[4]+5 = 10

Squirrels are evil!

 

[tglassy]

OOC: You crit failed. You know nothing, Jon Snow.

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[gargoyleking]

OOC: Just trying to move the story along. Could always follow up with some library use?

Squirrels are evil!

 

[River Song]

"Well, how do we go about commandeering a ship?" Doogie asks, hawking up a gob of spit.