Under strange stars

[Someone]

Seeing the danger the ship faces, Halima calls everyone to the hold. There you cut the serpent, allowing the tail to freely sink in the ocean. Meanwhile, a sudden tilt of the ship makes the rope that was holding the other snake to snap like a cotton thread [hauling the serpent is way beyond what the spell can do, and the monsters weights around 15 metric tons]

The second serpent is finally cut –thanks to your magic weapons- and the ship is freed. Much to your relief, Shin´nairo climbs through the hole when you believed her lost forever. However, seriously damaged as is, the Jolly Dolphin won´t last too much in the storm, and there´s no way to repair now the huge holes and the mast. You all contribute in what you can, working and healing [Amira spends the spells and 9 wand charges]; a desperate effort to last one more hour.

After an eternity, the ship comes to a sudden stop. The sound of splintered wood fills the air when a rock rips part of the ship´s belly, and you are throwed like dolls all over the deck. The incandescent line of a lightning shows land one hundred yards in front of you.

 

[Ashy]

Jagra thanks the spirits of the wave and wind that land is so near and with Abu perched upon his back, he starts swimming, using a piece of splintered wood or two (or whatever is near at hand that floats) for assistance...

 

[hafrogman]

Menghil looks back towards the ship from his place amongst the waves and then turns to consider the land for a moment.

[ooc - are we assumed to be carrying our gear, or do we need to salvage it from the ship?]

 

[Zerth]

After she regained her senses following the crash, Amira gets up. Despite not being the captain, she's quite accustomed to giving orders, "Abandon ship! Make way to the shore!" she shouts pointing to the land in front of them, that the lightning reveals every now and then.

(OOC: There must be a small rowable boat we can use to get to the shore? Or is there no other way than to fly/swim?)

 

[Someone]

(you had plenty of time to get your stuff before and after the attack, and most of you use bags of holding or handy haversacks, so there´s no worry about that. The ship has a rowboat tied after the ship)

 

[Zerth]

Amira and Razeem will follow the rest of the crew to the rowboat, if they are willing to abandon ship. "Jazarr, guide us to safety," she speaks softly as they face a rocky trip to the shore.

 

[hafrogman]

Menghil clasps his now sodden bedroll under one arm and sets out kicking his way to shore. Hopefully this island isn't too inhospitable. . .

[ooc - swim +7]

 

[Ashy]

If the rowboat makes it to the water, Jagra will paddle over to it and try to climb aboard...

 

[Someone]

The party finally arrives at the island, by some way or another, wet as a cod. The waves throw you over a sandy beach, where the crew mix sighs of desperation with prayers thanking the gods for being alive. The boat comes and go several times again, to get whatever can be rescued from the ship; food (including several live animals), weapons, and tools.

The storm calms in two or three hours, and light starts pouring over the island. It´s not the island you were looking for: beyond the beach, a jungle starts, and by the look of it continues all the way to a small, rocky mountain range. No sign of civilization can be seen.

The ship, now that the waters are calmed, doesn´t look in good shape. The rocks ripped a long wound near the keel, one mast is down and the serpents attacks also did their damage. 8 men died in the fight, and several are wounded; one of the sailor –a spellcaster- tends them with magic and skill. “A lot of work” says Halima, shaking her head. “We´ll have to find some trees with good wood; we´ve lost most of what we had on board. Some of the tools we needed are also in the bottom of the Sea, and we´ll have to…” Halima stands, staring at the ship “oh, yes, a whole crapload of work.”

The courtain of the clouds fade and the sun shines all over the island. You, the beach and the jungle start to dry and steam: a subtle cloud of steam rises from it, and you hear far animal cries from the thick forest. An almost unnoticeable breeze shakes leaves and fruits, the most noticeable of them the size of an apple, and of a bright and yummy red color.*

Suddendly, a shadow falls again, and dissapears just as quickly: the shadow of something really big flying fast. A chorus of ooohs and aaahs greet the sight of a bird, a falcon of a really stupid size, bigger than you ever imagined it could possibly be, carrying an also enourmous fish clutched in it´s talons. ¿Could it be that is flying lower than it seems? No, in a matter of minutes it reaches sthe mountains: even at that distance, you can see it clearly, standing on a rocky platform, where some trees grow. Trees really strange…

“I can´t believe it” says a sailor to your right, half-closing his eyes. “They are masts.”

*Al-Khazad:

Spoiler

Curiously, one of the fruits hang from a dead tree. And you notice that one of the sailors, hungry or perhaps just sweet-toothed, is going to pick one.

 

[rangerjohn]

Al-Khazad

"Stop!" he says to the sailor in a commanding tone. "Note the strangeness of the tree. Not all is as it seems on this island." He says to the group at large. Turning to Halima, "as you say there is much to do. How would you like to divide the labor? As a suggestion, my crew would probably be better at exploring the island, while your's sets camp and starts repairs. But I am open to other suggestions."