Several hours later the entire crew sat down in the conference room and delved into the food with great vigor. There was also a great barrel of fine wine. Its purchase no one would lay claim to, though oddly Beranhond said nothing about its presence.
Lailsan sat squarely in Talathel's lap and made him reveal every detail of the trip, particularly about the tavern they had visited on their last night in Silverymoon. Talathel managed to pacify her and she spent most of the evening cuddling up with him.
Nym and Darvin found seats opposite one another and although occasionally they would glance at each other nothing too emotional passed between them. These glances were quite innocent, but alas, the feelings that they caused Darvin were not. Nym, kept striking up a conversation with Greg about the resurrection ceremony and the return of their new friends. She also made repeated references to Thay and the evil wizards there as well as her general dislike of Druids. Greg smiled and happily agreed with all Nym had to say. In the corner, Beranhond seemed generally distracted and took his leave halfway through.
After several hours of merrymaking most of the wine had been consumed by Greg, Darvin, and Talathel. Though a smattering of the crew decided to have one glass. When Talathel left the conference room, his hands wrapped about Lailsan, he swore he saw Beranhond talking to a glowing bluish figure.
"Whoo iz that?"
"I think that is Narath."
"Oh..." Talathel said impressed. "She is beautiful.""Jerk!" Lailsan smacked him, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him belowdecks.
Darvin kept drinking to work up the courage to talk with Nym. However, after several cups of the strong wine he decided that he would practice his speech on the table.
"Captain... when are we setting out?"
"First thing in the morning." He responded sleepily.
Three hours later the entire crew was dragged sleepily from bed. Talathel looked suprisingly giddy as he climbed the tower, and Darvin looked awful. As the crew climbed about setting riggings Darvin yawned and looked about for Nym. He spotted her in the front of the ship playing with her little fox. When she giggled a part of Darvin that had been previously asleep woke up.
Nym hadn't slept well the night before due her afternoon nap and as a result was quite sleep, but when the bell clanked she decided it was her duty to go up and assist with the rigging. The crew had been practicing in their absence and seemed quite proficient so she worked on training the little fox pup.
Up in the crow's nest Talathel pulled out his flask and took a huge gulp before looking out to help guide the ship out of the harbor.
After an hour they were out to see and headed south. No one had really decided where they were heading, but Darvin had it in mind to head south.
Beranhond felt quite refreshed and thus sent Darvin to bed. Up in the crowsnest Talathel took another gulp of the flask and sat down to meditate. Nym and her fox pup yawned and climbed on down the ladders to her room and promptly fell asleep. The fox pup curled up in her arms and fell asleep as well.
Time passed. There was a tearing sound in the air. Their eyes flicked open and Darvin, Nym, and Talathel, as well as the new monkey and the fox pup, looked out and saw themselves washed upon a beach. Around them were scattered large beams and timbers as well as bits of sail and buckets of tar. However, there was no sign of any of the rest of the crew, nor was there any sign of Beranhond. Also, there didn't seem to much remaining of the ship in general. They had seemingly been washed ashore. As they looked around the beach appeared to go on to the horizon to the north and south. However, fifty yards from the beach they spotted a path leading away from the beach toward grass covered dunes.
Nym poked around looking for signs of where the others may have gone for a bit before turning to Darvin, Talathel, and the monkey to say, "I don't think we should let Beranhond alone with the ship anymore. He seems to have broken it." With that, she readied Nesme's saddle bags and led the horse off the ship and then turned to look back at the others. "Aren't you coming?" she yelled back to them, starting toward the path. Pipper let out a yip and looked up at Nym from her lap.
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I'm looking for evidence of where everyone's gone and if there was a struggle
There is no Nesme, nor any saddlebags. You don't see the ship - only some beams and timbers and ripped sails.
ReplyDeleteLooking around you see that the beach is washed clean and there is no signs of a struggle nor any footprints of any kind. There are only about ten boards and beams in total, and only a few scraps of sail so it appears as if there isn't much of the ship remaining either.
ReplyDeleteAnd why is Whittaker writing this?
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ReplyDeleteJust for that, I'm going to write a big long post where I kill your cat and your god for no reason.
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ReplyDeleteAnd then I'll write a post where you find out you have a five year old son, but then I'll kill him off.
ReplyDeleteDid you kill off all the NPCs and your own character too? Masochist. You still can't kill my horse. Kill the ship if you must, but you can't kill my horse.
ReplyDeleteWhittaker is writing to give Dan a bit of a break, and I recommend at least trying to let him get to know the son before you kill him off. It's no fun otherwise.
ReplyDeleteAnd haha, Dan wrote in third person. Erin noticed.
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ReplyDelete"Ha ha ha ha ha ah ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ai dee die, di do! Sometimes a fishing we must go!
ReplyDeleteAi dee die, di dee! Just to see what we shall see!" The group heard a somewhat throaty, feminine voice chortling and singing very off-key from up the path.
Druuv Thakalakkan? Seriously? Thakalakkan? Does he run some sort of mystical chicken shack? Yar...it be Thakalakkan good! Goes down smooth with a pint of Eelskin Jack lager!
ReplyDeleteTalathel picks him up off the ground.
ReplyDelete"Alright, I had a bit of rum, but not that much. What just happened?"
"Beranhond broke my ship!" yelled Nym back to Talathel as she went to explore the nutter singing off-key up the path. Pipper shook himself next to her, sending sand flying all over.
ReplyDeleteUp until this point Darvin had sat on the beach staring in disbelief, finally he bellowed, "What the fuck!? Where is my ship!? and who the hell is singing that awful song!?" He got up and chased after Nym and Talathel, Guybrush followed.
ReplyDelete"He broke the ship? How...what...?"
ReplyDeleteTalathel slumped down into the sand. He then looked around his surroundings, noticing something was amiss.
"Where's Lailsan?" Startled, Talathel got up and frantically searched what little remained of the ship. There was no sign of her.
"Where is she? What did you do?" Talathel yelled at Beranhond. Without getting an answer, he took off for the trail, figuring that Lailsan would be in the woods.
Talathel yells at the figurative Beranhond, since he is not there. The elf may not be thinking rationally. He is upset and wants some goddamned chicken...
ReplyDeleteAs Talathel runs up the path he comes across an interestingly looking fellow singing a bawdy tune.
ReplyDeleteAs you crest the top of the dune you see a large purple forest stretching out into the distance. Behind the purple forest a large pink tower rises into a large dark cloud.
ReplyDeleteIn the distance, a short, skinny, green-skinned figure with a small backpack, pickaxe, and cap could be seen skipping down the path. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
ReplyDeleteTroodle oodle um! Today I'm not so glum!
Troodle oodle esteray! Not nearly so bad as yesterday!"
The singing was rather atrocious, but it sounded like the person singing was in very high spirits.
"Where the hell are we?" Asked Darvin to no one in particular.
ReplyDeleteSuddenly, to Nym's astonishment, Pipper starts to laugh a very human laugh.
ReplyDelete"Good thing this survived the crash." Talathel took a pull from his flask.
ReplyDelete"You there! Can you tell me where we're at? And have you seen anyone come this way today?"
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Whittaker, is the bawdy tune fellow someone else?
ReplyDeleteNym looks slowly from the purple forest to the singing man and then to the laughing Pipper. "Are we dead?" She asks to no one in particular. "I think we're dead." She looked from Darvin to Talathel and finally to Pipper. "Real trees aren't purple," she said, ignoring the fact that her fox was laughing and most of the crew was missing. "Maybe we're drunk," she said, walking toward the strange singing man. "I don't remember getting drunk."
ReplyDeleteMaybe we're in Hell, and this is all a lie. Jacob's dead, time to go ask the Man in Black if the offer still stands.
ReplyDeleteI can't promise there won't be more Lost references.
"Why hi!" The person singing says in response to Talathel's greeting. "Haven't seen no one that didn't leave too, hon!" Talathel noticed as the person closed the distance that it was an Arctic Goblin woman coming toward him, and despite her small stature and goblinoid nature, she seemed very good-natured and unafraid of the group.
ReplyDelete"What about you fine folk? Wanna hear a joke?" Her new insistence on speaking in horrible rhymes was almost as bad as her singing.
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ReplyDelete"No, I would not like to hear a joke. I'd like to know where we are."
ReplyDeleteNym picked up Pipper as she walked toward the green man and goblin woman. "How are you laughing like that?" she asked half to Pipper and half to no one. Hearing the goblin woman offer up a joke, Nym smiled and said, "Yes please." She had stopped about two yards away from the green man and goblin woman, not sure how safe they were yet.
ReplyDeleteThere is actually only one person - the odd fellow singing a bawdy tune was meant to be Thakalakkan.
ReplyDeletePipper just smiled back and winked.
ReplyDeleteDarvin was cranky. He was hungover, his ship was gone, the girl he loved hadn't paid attention to him in days and he was be followed around by a monkey in a tri-corner hat, and while funny at first the stress of the situation made it annoy him. He walked toward the woman and stood very close to her, invading her personal space.
ReplyDelete"Two things. 1) Who the hell are you? and 2) I will pay you 10 silvers to quit singing that stupid song."
Suddenly Darvin felt the monkey jump on his shoulder.
ReplyDelete"At ease Captain!" Guybrush said. "Don't go blowin all your cannons too quickly!"
"Where'd that monkey come from?!" exclaimed Nym. She had spent a lot of time pouting in her cabin and so hadn't noticed the vest and hat wearing small primate. After getting over her monkey-shock, she ran up behind Darvin and pulled him back a few steps. "Maybe she knows what happened to the ship! Don't scare her away." Nym pouted at Darvin looking extremely pitiful and impossible to refuse. Pipper rolled in a dead fish.
ReplyDeleteRealizing that Guybrush and Nym were right Darvin took a few steps back.
ReplyDelete"Excuse me, I am little stressed out by the situation. The last thing we all remember we were on a ship. Could you please tell us where we are?" Before the woman could answer Darvin turned to Nym and said, "We should talk soon." And then looked back at the woman.
"Can foxes wink? I don't think they can..." Nym half asked Darvin as she watched Pipper roll in his fish.
ReplyDeleteThe fish rolled over and looked at her. "Why not?" Before it oddly flopped away into the water.
ReplyDelete"GAH!!" yelled Nym at hearing the un-dead fish talk. She hopped behind Darvin, tripped on the monkey, and fell to the ground quite gracelessly. "THAT FISH TALKED!!" She said pointing at the water where it flopped away. She scrambled to her feet now more covered in sand and composed herself for a moment. Talathel looked at her in disbelief. "...It did. The dead un-dead fish talked." She pouted.
ReplyDelete"That is a little weird," Darvin said, "but so is a purple forest and ship disappearing." Darvin looked at her and winked. "Hopefully, all will be explained soon."
ReplyDeleteNym smiled back at Darvin and blushed. Just then Pipper, who was staring at the water where the fish had gone said, "My fish, mama, my fish!" He looked toward Nym who was now getting used to the talking animals. She whistled for Pipper to come to her and he did. "A high level wizard could do this..." said Nym, looking around them. "Or we could have traveled to another plane...Or we're drunk, high, or dead," she finished, raising an eyebrow.
ReplyDeleteTalathel walked up beside Darvin and leaned in so no one else could hear.
ReplyDelete"I don't know about you, but this goblin has an increasingly short time to make itself useful before I continue on into the forest. Beranhond, Lailsan, and most of the crew are missing. We don't have time to waste with songs, jokes and talking animals."
Nym came up behind Darvin and Talathel. "Why are we whispering?" she whispered loudly. "And why hasn't the goblin lady said anything for so long?"
ReplyDeleteTalathel gave a startled look at Nym. He repeated what he said to Darvin, trying to keep his voice low enough for the goblin to not hear.
ReplyDelete"I don't think she means us any harm, but I have yet to get the impression that she has answers as to where our friends are. I'd like to press on into the woods a little more, see if we can find anything. Either that or go back to the beach and set up some sort of camp. Whatever we decide, I don't have the patience to stand here."
While everyone had been trying to talk to the goblin, she had just kind of stopped and started staring a bit at them. Suddenly, she caught herself. "Oh! Hello there! Did I already say that? Hello!" And 10 silvers? Amazing!" She held out her hand to Darvin, and kept talking, "And I wouldn't be so glib around the animals, me. I mean, they can hear as well as they talk you know!" As she finished this last comment, she reached around Nym, Darvin, and Talathel to pet Pipper. She was standing about 5 feet in front of Talathel, so her arms stretching to reach the 8 feet to the ground behind Nym looked a bit odd.
ReplyDeleteGuybrush chuckled "pay up Captain!"
ReplyDeleteAs you pat your pockets you realize that all you have are your weapons - all the rest of your equipment, money, and food is missing. However, you do have your 'Kilink' flask.
So thats how she can maintain 17 batches of original recipe at once! Thakalakan's Chicken Shack: We'll stretch to serve your hunger!
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, I can do this all day.
"Well Darvin, you aren't the one to keep flexible goblin women waiting, are you? Pay up!"
ReplyDeleteTalathel tapped his foot, somewhat impatiently. While the goblin's feat was impressive, it did not give any indication as to where Lailsan...and Beranhond, were.
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ReplyDeleteYou can refuse all you want but that does not change the reality of the situation Nym....
ReplyDeleteNaturally, you can be wearing what you will, but you do not have a bag of rocks. Only your weapons.
ReplyDeleteIf Nym is only wearing a nightgown, we really need to go back to the beginning in which Darvin just stands on the beach and gawks for 30 minutes until the monkey throws water on him.
ReplyDeleteThere is that continuity, but it might look enough like a dress that Darvin didn't notice.
ReplyDeleteAs she waited for Darvin to fish around for the 10 silver he owed, Druuv got a bit impatient and stretched out her arm that she had been holding out for money and reached to pat the monkey on the head. "You were on a ship, huh?" The woman asked, jumping to an earlier question. "What kind of ship? I haven't seen a ship in ages. Hmm. When was that?" As she thought, her left arm returned from petting Pipper, contorting to scratch her chin and slowly returning to its original length. "Ahh yes! It was the bilge and barnacles! From Herman's Chicanery! Oh! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! That was good! OOOh! Haa ha ha! Have any of you seen Herman's Chicanery?" She looked around at each of them hopefully.
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Fuckballs.
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"I suggest you look elsewhere." No blood was drawn, but the giant worm gave a yelp in pain.