Under strange stars

[Ashy]

Jagra's bushy eyebrows (he is now again in his "normal" gnome form) rise and a low whistle escapes his bearded lips. "Weeelll, now - that ol' crow was not as crabby as I thought he'd be afterall!" With a smile, the rogue pockets the chime for later use, chuckling slightly at the old man's note...

OOC: HELP! Somehow, I've lost the rogue's gallery thread for this game!

 

[rangerjohn]

OOC:Unless I've lost it as well, there isn't one. Just the OOC thread. There is a RG of the previous incarnation, however.

 

[Zerth]

Amira uses the days of travel to dechipher the magical scrolls she was given by using Read Magic. When done, she carefully places them into her scroll case for later use.

Razeem spends most of the journey flying above and around the ship's masts and keeps a lookout for anything out of ordinary.

(OOC: Amira's divine spells are updated on the character sheet.)

 

[hafrogman]

Menghil reads his note carefully, and pockets the small, but potent bead in his belt pouch. He spends much of the voyage on deck, watching the waves and helping the sailors with their duties. When not working he can often be found standing in the prow, with the sea spray washing over him.

 

[rangerjohn]

Al-Khazad is somewhat at a loss, it has been a long time since he was not in command aboard ship. He takes the bottle bemusedly and makes for his cabin.

 

[Rayex]

Shin'nairo is at home on the ship, and will lend her helping hands wherever they are needed. It's so good to be back on water!

 

[Someone]

The next days pass quickly. Halima assures that while it´s going to be difficult to reach the island soon, she´s sure they can do it, maybe having to shore at some island or two; but they´ve fried bigger fishes, so there´s no reason to worry. The weather is benign, and the Jolly Dolphin flies on swollen sails.

But the wind start bringing clouds, and they gather in black patches. The crew start looking upwards and whistle, as the dome of the sky darkens. Soon, a shining white line crosses the sky and a boom echoes through the heavens.

“This is going to be a good one” says one of the sailors.

The ship prepares for the coming storm while the wind and rain get worse. It doesn´t take too long before the waves are as tall as the ship, and it starts a crazy dance over them. Nothing of this specially worries the crew. [DM rolls…] Al-Khazad isn´t so lucky.

”YOUR PLANS AND PURPOSE ARE TRANSPARENT TO ME” whispers a voice: the voice of the masked spellcaster. ”AND NOTHING IS BEYOND MY REACH. HAVE AN NICE DEATH.”

[Note that this is a Sending spell. You can send a message back, if you want. Also, Al-Khazad have time to communicate this whoever he wants. Also, any of you have time to cast any preparatory spell with a duration of 1 hour/level or higher.]

Cries of alarm sound above: Something huge swims along the ship!

 

[Rayex]

"What is it now..." the elven champion mumbles and runs over to look at what is in the water.

 

[Zerth]

When it's obvious to her, that the going is getting tough, Amira will cast Mage Armor on herself.

Razeem flies up above, unless the storm is heavy enough to forbid flying so high. Can Razeem spot, what's in the water with his darkvision?

 

[hafrogman]

As soon as the ,whatever, surfaces near the ship, Menghil hurries back to his gear and comes up with his bow. He races back to the ship's railing and watches the creature warily.

"What is that?"