Campaign Stormwreck Isle; Curse of Compass Rose (1-3)

Part 3 - Curse of the Compass Rose
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THE STORY SO FAR:

Stormwreck Isle: Journey to Stormwreck Isle (1-P)
Stormwreck Isle: Welcome to Dragon's Rest (1-1)
Stormwreck Isle: Spores of Seagrow Cave (1-2)​

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THE QUEST:

• The party seeks the wreck of the Compass Rose, a ship that went down decades ago and may be linked to the undead incursion.

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THE LOCATION:

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Local Party Map​

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THE PARTY:

ITEM GLOSSARY:

Image	Name	Value (per)	Weight (per)	Description
	Wind Spore Mushrooms​	30	0.06 lbs	A rare fungus with a unique magical property. When a creature squeezes a wind spore mushroom's cap, it releases a small cloud of spores. For 1 hour, the creature doesn't need to breathe, as the spores provide it with oxygen.
	Obsidian Chunk​	10	1 lb	An uncut opaque black gemstone.
	Heart Cap Mushrooms​	30	0.2 lbs	These mushrooms bear an unsettling resemblance to human hearts.
	Potion of Healing​	50	0.5 lbs	This potion's red liquid glimmers when agitated. You regain 2d4+2 hit points when you drink this potion.
	A Fine Lute
	Boots of Elvenkind			While you wear these boots, your steps make no sound, regardless of the surface you are moving across. You also have advantage on Dexterity (Stealth) checks that rely on moving silently.
	Spell Scroll of Command

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THE STORY CONTINUES:

Having departed from Dragon's Rest for the second time, your band of adventurers slowly make their way down the mountain paths towards the shore where you first landed. The journey is uneventful and peaceful, a welcome contrast to the carnage the party has faced since arriving on the island. Songbirds flutter across the path ahead of you as they dart back and forth between bushes, hunting the insects they harbor. Your walk down to the water does not take more than a half hour however, so the ramble through nature is fleeting.

Returning to the beach where you had fought the zombies, the party find the scene just as you left it. The battered corpses of the drowned sailors lay immobile where they were slain, the putrid grey flesh not appealing to any scavengers and having been left untouched. Your group moves cautiously past the bodies, one by one each battling the anxiety that the monsters will spring up again and attack.

The five of you convene on the short wooden dock. There is an old fishing net dangling over the edge and trailing in the water, where it appears to be tangled within a clump of seaweed. Several short lengths of aging rope are knotted here and there around the thick posts, some having been cut free in haste rather than untied. A rowboat not dissimilar to the one you arrived in is tethered to the dock, and you see a pair of oars laying across the seats. The boat appears big enough for 4 medium sized passengers.

North of your position, you can see a long spur of sharp rocks jutting from the ocean waves, extending several miles out.​

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INITIATIVE:
https://improvedinitiative.app/p/e88bk48y

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

((FWIW I am not taking what’s said to heart. It was more a note of I can’t do any fun taunting if I’m just going to miss every time. Like I say something… then whiff… then “haha you suck.” Like if I can’t say anything without just being a laughingstock then what’s the points of any rp?

I’m fine overall. It just sucks waiting so long for another crack at retribution and feeling like I’m contributing. Ya know? ))

((You can always tbag Carl when he's been dealt with. ))

 

[Nac McWeeble]

((You can always tbag Carl when he's been dealt with. ))

((I know I am going to! Will post Nac's turn in a bit.))

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

((This is just me, but I don't know if Nac would be on board with knocking Carl out and then having more fun with him afterwards (unless Ben writes it out). Or we just go with plan A and have Merrow sashimi. All's good.))

 

[Dungeon Master]

((This is just me, but I don't know if Nac would be on board with knocking Carl out and then having more fun with him afterwards (unless Ben writes it out). Or we just go with plan A and have Merrow sashimi. All's good.))

((I'd allow it if that's what you choose to try.

As I'd read it, if you deal a blow that would reduce a creature to 0 hp, you could choose to knock it out instead of deal fatal damage. This would be a choice in the "what do you want to do?" question when you defeat something.

If you do, it's reduced to 0 hp but is stable and not dying. It'll be unconscious until it regains at least 1 hit point, or X hours pass.))

 

[Moonsprout Beandirt]

((FWIW I am not taking what’s said to heart. It was more a note of I can’t do any fun taunting if I’m just going to miss every time. Like I say something… then whiff… then “haha you suck.” Like if I can’t say anything without just being a laughingstock then what’s the points of any rp?

I’m fine overall. It just sucks waiting so long for another crack at retribution and feeling like I’m contributing. Ya know? ))

((All of these whiffs is just gonna make your redemption arc that much cooler))

 

[Nac McWeeble]

((Sorry to say, but as far as Nac is concerned, Carl's fate is sealed.

))

Nac stands up, spitting blood towards Carl.

From now on, the only kisses ye'll be gettin' are from my fists.


Nac throws an uppercut towards Carl's freshly kissed face, Shoryuken style, and with his bonus action goes into the Patient Defense stance

((Patient Defense lets me spend a ki point to take the dodge action as a bonus action. Dodge = disadvantage on all attacks on Nac until the start of my next turn, plus it gives me advantage on Dex saves for the same period.))

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

((Sorry to say, but as far as Nac is concerned, Carl's fate is sealed.

))

((No sweat. I figured as much and unless I managed to knock him out and RP you from curb stomping him immediately after it wasn't gonna happen.))

 

[Dungeon Master]

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Nac McWeeble
@Nae'blis​

| You get to your feet, bouncing up into a fighting stance and ready to end this. You move forward, duck, and take a crouching step forward into an explosive uppercut.



You strike the Merrow and blood flies far enough to splatter into the pool behind.



You fall back to the ground and focus your ki into your defensive chakra, which is in your beard.

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Carl​

| Carl takes 7 points of damage. He is barely hanging on.

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Dungeon Master
@Ben​

| There is a quiet bubbling from the pool behind you, and the surface of the water is broken by a little shadow. |

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Merrowling​

| A small merrow slips from the pool, wide eyes blinking and struggling to adjust to the light.



"Father? Father are you here? I tasted blood, is din dins rea..." the young creature trails off, noticing the others in the cave. "Oh..." |

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Carl​

| "NO! Carlson! Swim away, now!" Carl bellows at the smaller version of himself, despite gargling on his own teeth. |

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((@A Pineap-Alu-zer ))

 

[Short Order]

Hey kid if I turn your dad into a popsicle would you feel better?

Welcome to the FROZONE

Short Order casts Frostbite and then backs away toward Zesty

 

[Short Order]

((Maybe we can get him healed up after he's unconscious and just take his gold and leave him with the kid.

Or Zesty can attempt to shoot Carl and accidentally eat Carlson))

 

[Dungeon Master]

Hey kid if I turn your dad into a popsicle would you feel better?

Welcome to the FROZONE

Short Order casts Frostbite and then backs away toward Zesty

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Carl​

|You cast Frostbite on Carl. The hardening of his fish-nips is too much for his body, and he succumbs.




Carl takes 4 points of cold damage.
Carl is defeated. |

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Carlson​

| "DADDY NO!" the boy screams, witnessing the cold murder of his father by a band of thugs, and quickly slips away back into the pool and out some small crack. |

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((@A Pineap-Alu-zer, How do you want to do this, you monster?))

 

[Nac McWeeble]

((

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[Short Order]

((

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((thusly

also I kill a lot of these dudes huh?))

 

[Dungeon Master]

((thusly

also I kill a lot of these dudes huh?))

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Carl​

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Dungeon Master
@Ben​

| You kill Carl. |

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[Short Order]

Uses Mold Earth to make a TV like screen right in front of Moonsprout that shows Carl living happily ever after with his child, while also telling us to take his gold.

 

[Nac McWeeble]

((And that my friends, is Carlson’s villain origin story….))

 

[Short Order]

((And that my friends, is Carlson’s villain origin story….))

((We'll see him come back in the next quest))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

Merrowling​

| A small merrow slips from the pool, wide eyes blinking and struggling to adjust to the light.

"Father? Father are you here? I tasted blood, is din dins rea..." the young creature trails off, noticing the others in the cave. "Oh..." |

((@Ben - You asshole............... lol))

Zesty walks over to the now deceased Carl.

He kneels beside the corpse, saddened after watching his child witness the death of his father. He whispers, inaudible to the rest of the party:

Damn you, Merrow... You had a chance to walk away when you had a child. Why wouldn't you have taken that opportunity? The blood on their hands (because, the only damage I did to you was emotional) will forever be stained in pain...

Zesty stands up. He speaks Elvish is still a low hushed tone.

Revar aul Adon. Va siffi.

Zesty slowly turns around and looks at the rest of his team.

He points down at Carl with his index finger and changes the pitch of his voice to something nasally:

"

"

Zesty walks over to Moonsprout.

Here, halfling. You need this more than I do.

Zesty gives Moonsprout his potion of healing.

Drink up everyone. Let's divide up that gold and get out of here. If that child summons other Merrows, we will be in trouble.

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Aims is excited for loot!

I wonder if this harpoon thing is any good. Ill also check to see if this asshole had anything else hidden in his gills before we cut him up and have snack time.

Aims goes to grab the harpoon to inspect it and then start rummaging through Carl's remains.

Oh, dont bother giving that sippy to the halfling just yet. We can setup a nice camp fire, have a bit of a rest and eat some fried fishman. Hey dwarf! You wanna finish counting the gold? We can smash the chest into firewood and have lunch!

 

[Nac McWeeble]

Aye, that sounds good.

Nac walks over to the gold and resumes counting, but not before kicking the lifeless head of Carl one last time

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

So... we're gonna camp inside the cave... with an underwater tunnel that Merrow can just swim up in?

 

[Short Order]

So... we're gonna camp inside the cave... with an underwater tunnel that Merrow can just swim up in?

I think we can move to somewhere slightly different to camp out after we go through the loot

Short Order joins the search for loot around the body and the chest.

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((I'm gonna let you guys search for loot and divvy up the gold. I didn't do anything to deserve searching lol))

 

[Dungeon Master]

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Dungeon Master
@Ben​

| Your search through the chunks of Carl's body nets you little by way of loot.

The only thing you find in the merrows fish wallet is a picture of him and his son.

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Nac McWeeble
@Nae'blis​

|Your tally of the gold is hindered by only being and to count 9 at a time instead of your usual 10.

You eventually get it all divided out.

The chest contains 1269 gold, a topaz worth 500 gp with two garnet worth 100 gp each. |

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[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((Ho...ly... fudge....))

That... is an impressive haul. Should none of you mind, I wouldn't mind at least one of those gems. Make a fine homunculus they would. Not sure how you all would like to divvy up the rest?

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Payday!

Aims goes and swipes a number of gold that his hands can carry, which happens to be 369. Nice.

I dont particularly care for gems, so i wont touch those. Its up to the rest of you to decide how to share them.

Now, who's wants what part of this feast? I'll prepare us some nice filets that we can have. I guess making a fire on the beach works too. Just give me a moment. You're going to love this tiefling!

Aims grabs his large ax to start chopping Carl up into smaller chunks bwfore switching to his hand ax for more finer cuts.

 

[Moonsprout Beandirt]

((And that my friends, is Carlson’s villain origin story….))

((literally my thoughts. He'll come back seeking revenge when we're level 7 or something ))

Zesty gives Moonsprout his potion of healing.

Drink up everyone. Let's divide up that gold and get out of here. If that child summons other Merrows, we will be in trouble.

Keep your potion. I have no want for them. And for that matter, keep your ill-gotten gains.

Moonsprout starts to tear up at the tragedy of the scene he witnessed while behind Aims' muscular rumpus.

I... I warned you about the evils of money, and you still had to go ahead and murderize the family-Merrow -- even after he offered you all a fair sum to leave him alone.

And now you've orphaned a child! And the child will probably warn all of the other Merrow about your murderous ways -- and rightly so! And THEN what? You intend to take on another two or three of these at once -- let alone a literal ARMY?


As Moonsprout wipes away the tears and snot his now-u controllable blubbering have conjured, he overhears Aims talking about how best to prepare fish fillets made of Merrow.

And now you're talking about eating a creature from the ABYSS, after giving me grief for my (mostly) harmless mushroom meals.

Well, I want no part of it. No siree. I didn't realize I was travelling with a group of common THUGS

At this, Moonsprout stomps away angrily, and exits the cave, and sits in the sun.

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Wow... that guy definitely needs a fish stick. You aint you when you're hungry.

By the way, i thought about it when we were walking through this cave. I think there was a couple other turns we could've taken. Could be dead ends, could have murder mushrooms, could have more treasure. I got no clue. All I know is that I'm hungry and...

Aims chops off a meaty piece of fishman tail.

... I'm more eager to eat then spelunk for now. It'll be another 10 minute to carve enough for everyone and some for the road. Anyone want to go make the fire?

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((I'm going to write this assuming we're all heading to the beach to rest up, so time it out however for RP purposes. I don't know how we'll divvy up the gold/gems yet, but I figure we can arrange that back at the beach. Just assume the gp comes from whatever cut I end up with.))

Moonsprout slapping Zesty's hand away with the health potion leaves a physical mark where the emotional one was already eating at Zesty, unbeknownst to the rest of the team. Zesty watches Aims'Orreh leaves the cave happily to the beach with chunks o'Carl, Nac in tow with the remainder of the gold and chest for firewood. Short Order follows behind.

Zesty lingers in the cave lagging shortly behind after they disappeared. He glances one last at what remains of Carl. An asshole, sure. But a father. Zesty kneels one last time at the remainder of the corpse. A piece of paper and a small pile of 100gp lay next to it. The note, folded in half, has the name "Carlson" written on it. Inside, a heartfelt note is scrawled from Zesty to the now fatherless child.

"Carlson: Nothing will return your father to these waters to be with you. For this, I am deeply ashamed. This certainly does not make up for your father's death, nor the atrocities coming after. Take comfort in knowing your father cared for you to the end."

Zesty stands and and walks to the cave entrance. One last solemn turn to the dismembered sludge of goo once known as Carl.

Zesty stops and as a tear gently rolls down his eye, he gives Carl one last one fingered salute as he walks out of the cave to the beach to join the rest.

 

[Moonsprout Beandirt]

((I'm going to write this assuming we're all heading to the beach to rest up, so time it out however for RP purposes. I don't know how we'll divvy up the gold/gems yet, but I figure we can arrange that back at the beach. Just assume the gp comes from whatever cut I end up with.))

Moonsprout slapping Zesty's hand away with the health potion leaves a physical mark where the emotional one was already eating at Zesty, unbeknownst to the rest of the team. Zesty watches Aims'Orreh leaves the cave happily to the beach with chunks o'Carl, Nac in tow with the remainder of the gold and chest for firewood. Short Order follows behind.

Zesty lingers in the cave lagging shortly behind after they disappeared. He glances one last at what remains of Carl. An asshole, sure. But a father. Zesty kneels one last time at the remainder of the corpse. A piece of paper and a small pile of 100gp lay next to it. The note, folded in half, has the name "Carlson" written on it. Inside, a heartfelt note is scrawled from Zesty to the now fatherless child.

"Carlson: Nothing will return your father to these waters to be with you. For this, I am deeply ashamed. This certainly does not make up for your father's death, nor the atrocities coming after. Take comfort in knowing your father cared for you to the end."

Zesty stands and and walks to the cave entrance. One last solemn turn to the dismembered sludge of goo once known as Carl.

Zesty stops and as a tear gently rolls down his eye, he gives Carl one last one fingered salute as he walks out of the cave to the beach to join the rest.

((Good RPing the whiff'd attack earlier -- not wanting to look uncool in front of your friends, but also not wanting to hurt Carl ))

 

[Nac McWeeble]

((I'm going to write this assuming we're all heading to the beach to rest up, so time it out however for RP purposes. I don't know how we'll divvy up the gold/gems yet, but I figure we can arrange that back at the beach. Just assume the gp comes from whatever cut I end up with.))

Moonsprout slapping Zesty's hand away with the health potion leaves a physical mark where the emotional one was already eating at Zesty, unbeknownst to the rest of the team. Zesty watches Aims'Orreh leaves the cave happily to the beach with chunks o'Carl, Nac in tow with the remainder of the gold and chest for firewood. Short Order follows behind.

Zesty lingers in the cave lagging shortly behind after they disappeared. He glances one last at what remains of Carl. An asshole, sure. But a father. Zesty kneels one last time at the remainder of the corpse. A piece of paper and a small pile of 100gp lay next to it. The note, folded in half, has the name "Carlson" written on it. Inside, a heartfelt note is scrawled from Zesty to the now fatherless child.

"Carlson: Nothing will return your father to these waters to be with you. For this, I am deeply ashamed. This certainly does not make up for your father's death, nor the atrocities coming after. Take comfort in knowing your father cared for you to the end."

Zesty stands and and walks to the cave entrance. One last solemn turn to the dismembered sludge of goo once known as Carl.

Zesty stops and as a tear gently rolls down his eye, he gives Carl one last one fingered salute as he walks out of the cave to the beach to join the rest.

((Dangit that's beautiful writing, mad props.))

As Nac arrives with the rest on the beach seeing the dejected halfing crying his wee heart out, Nac feels bad and walks up to Moonsprout. And in an unusual burst of emotion claps a hand on his shoulder.

... I'm sorry, lad. Sorry it had ta come ta that.. It's just when someone call me short, I lose it.. ye could say it's a big issue with me. Maybe ye can take solace in the fact tha' Carl will be the source of nutrients fer alot o' new mushrooms! Again, I'm sorry.

Nac begins punching the empty chest to break it up in smaller pieces for firewood, putting them in a pile, but keeps a piece in his hand. He goes off to the side and takes out a small dagger and starts carving the wood into a small figurine picturing a Merrow.

 

[Dungeon Master]

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Dungeon Master
@Ben​

| The group carefully make their way out of the cavern, which is no easy task considering Moonsprout ran off without a torch and became lost for 20 minutes before finding sunlight.

Nac and Short cram as much of the gold as possible back into the small chest and carry it out of the cave. Aims takes his time butchering the thawing flesh off of the slaughtered Merrow. Zesty lags behind, remorseful over how things unfolded.

The group gather on the sandy stretch around the outside of the island. It is approximately noon, based on the position of the sun. There are a few thin strings of cloud paralleling the horizon, like wave crests frozen in the air. The water is peaceful and still, reflecting the uninterrupted sharp blue of the sky.

The atmosphere is thick among the group of unlikely traveling companions. Some ride the adrenaline of victory, with renewed confidence in their supremacy. Others silently battle an internal dichotomy, their core morals having been violated by association. The crackling of the fire underscores all of it. |

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((Some of this stuff probably should have required skill checks, like smashing the chest requiring a strength check, but... it seems superfluous.

So... What're you going to do from here?

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[Short Order]

((are we able to make camp and heal up?))

Short Order casts mold earth to make a tombstone that reads: "Here lies Carl. He was eaten by the orc."

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((So, a long rest is probably prudent since 3/5 of us are dangerously low health, but doing that makes it night time and probably makes these waters more perilous. We could do a short rest, heal a little, get to the next spot and possibly search and do a long rest there (provided we don't get into another Carl-like fight that would kill us). I don't remember the map or X lay out, but I know there was one in the water and another on the other side of the isles. We probably want to head to the far side of the isles, though. Everyone has a health potion as well except Moonsprout because he refused mine. So... what do we think? Short rest then sail for the next destination?

I'll look back for the map image in this thread too. Though if @Ben reposts it it MIGHT be faster.

EDIT - Should probably also decide exactly how we're dividing the loot so as to know whose inventory things are going in.))

 

[Dungeon Master]

((Changing my decision on just skipping making you work for any of this stuff. I'll let you get out of the cavern as a gimme without having to actually navigate out, but that's it.

You haven't made a camp fire yet OR broken the chest into pieces.

To break the chest, it'll require a strength check.
To make a camp fire, it'll require a survival check.

((I'll look back for the map image in this thread too. Though if @Ben reposts it it MIGHT be faster.))

I feel like if you guys lost which pocket you put the map in, I should just let that role play event happen. ))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((Fair enough. I do not have good strength or survival checks, so I will simply assist on both to give advantage to whichever party member has the highest of both (Aims' for Strength and Short for Survival, technically.))

Short, do you still have that map of the islands?



(( ))

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Aims walks out of the cave with his arms full of assorted bits and pieces of asshole Carl. He kicks over one of the crates laying about to get some of the sand off the top and places the meat on top of it.

Aight lads. Where's the fire?

To his surprise, there is none yet. He crosses his arms and looks at everyone disappointingly.

Lads... c'mon now. It took me a good while to get everything sorted and I don't see a fire yet. Not even the wood is set to be lit yet. Sigh... I know we're hungry and out of energy, but I'd think you could all manage to get one fire going.

He shakes his head and walks on over to the remains of the ship and using his hand ax starts cutting off long pointy bits of wood to use as make shift skewers.

 

[Nac McWeeble]

Oi! Aims! You always want ta smash stuff. Smash this chest!

((

The chest contains 1269 gold, a topaz worth 500 gp with two garnet worth 100 gp each.

So, Aims took 369 gp, which leaves an even 900, plus the gems. Sprouty didn't want any ill gotten loot, so 300 gp each for Nac, Short and Zesty? Can you do something neat with the gems @Jon ?))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

Oi! Aims! You always want ta smash stuff. Smash this chest!

((

So, Aims took 369 gp, which leaves an even 900, plus the gems. Sprouty didn't want any ill gotten loot, so 300 gp each for Nac, Short and Zesty? Can you do something neat with the gems @Jon ?))

((Yeah, any gem worth over 100gp I can use to turn into a homunculus pet. So I wouldn't mind at least one of them for that. An extra in case it dies wouldn't be a bad thing either.

If I'm taking any gems, I'm not taking 300gp. Would you guys be amenable to me taking the two rubies that are 100gp each, and 100gp that I left for Carlson. Then you and Short can each take 400 gp?

Then someone holds the 500gp gem, we can sell it then each take 100gp from that sale?))

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Aims scoffs, turning to Nac with a smirk on his face and says playfully mockingly.
So tha dwarf caant handl' a week chest nae can 'e? Suppose tha 'alf-orc can do it fer ye!

Aims walks on over to Nac and the chest, cracking his knuckles on the way. The ultimate plan is to punch a fist through the side of the chest, lift it up to punch through the other side, and explosively rip the thing into (perfectly sized) pieces of firewood.

 

[Moonsprout Beandirt]

Moonsprout distances himself from the group and searches for edible seaweed and other edible plants.

 

[Dungeon Master]

Aims scoffs, turning to Nac with a smirk on his face and says playfully mockingly.
So tha dwarf caant handl' a week chest nae can 'e? Suppose tha 'alf-orc can do it fer ye!

Aims walks on over to Nac and the chest, cracking his knuckles on the way. The ultimate plan is to punch a fist through the side of the chest, lift it up to punch through the other side, and explosively rip the thing into (perfectly sized) pieces of firewood.

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Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd
@Jawneh​

|You smash through the side of the chest like it was a watermelon, your fist crashing into the open cavity of the container and sending splintered wood bouncing around the inside of the box. As your other fist comes crashing in through the other wall, the inside of the box momentarily looks like the most chaotic and violent puppet-show put on since your fourth birthday party.

You ripe your hands apart, grabbing the lips around the broken holes and hauling the decorative wooden beams apart. It splinters along the middle where there is no iron banding to reinforce it, and the chest breaks apart into pieces about 10 inches long each, and 2 inches wide.|

Moonsprout distances himself from the group and searches for edible seaweed and other edible plants.

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Moonsprout Beandirt
@Smacktard​

| You walk to the other side of the beach.



It's peaceful over here. You cannot hear the others at all, only the rush of the wind and the rhythmic lap of the waves against the beach, and basalt walls to the North of you. You amble past the bow of the ship, noting that there is no figurehead left of this particular vessel, and begin walking barefoot through the shallow water.

It does not take long for you to find some ogonori, an edible red algae, and some sea spinach.



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[Dungeon Master]

((Don't pay any attention to the health in the profile picture things. I'm too lazy to update it right now.))

 

[Nac McWeeble]

((Yeah, any gem worth over 100gp I can use to turn into a homunculus pet. So I wouldn't mind at least one of them for that. An extra in case it dies wouldn't be a bad thing either.

If I'm taking any gems, I'm not taking 300gp. Would you guys be amenable to me taking the two rubies that are 100gp each, and 100gp that I left for Carlson. Then you and Short can each take 400 gp?

Then someone holds the 500gp gem, we can sell it then each take 100gp from that sale?))

((That's okay with me! How about you guys? @A Pineap-Alu-zer @Jawneh @Smacktard
Also, I'm good with taking a short rest and continuing on, worst case scenario we got the potions.))

Nac laughs at Aims' words.

Nah, mate. Just making ye do the stuff I cannae be arsed doin'!

Nac attempts to start a fire with the firewood and the tinderbox from his pack

 

[Short Order]

((I'm fine with that split. Also, just to note, I only have one spell slot left in which to kill you all accidentally the enemy))

Short Order combs the beach and entrance to the cave for edible things.

 

[Dungeon Master]

((That's okay with me! How about you guys? @A Pineap-Alu-zer @Jawneh @Smacktard
Also, I'm good with taking a short rest and continuing on, worst case scenario we got the potions.))

Nac laughs at Aims' words.

Nah, mate. Just making ye do the stuff I cannae be arsed doin'!

Nac attempts to start a fire with the firewood and the tinderbox from his pack

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Nac McWeeble
@Nae'blis​

| It takes you a few tries, but you manage to get the fire kindled and starting to grow in size. You sit, adding lengths of the chest to the flames as they mature enough to handle it without killing airflow. After about 30 minutes, you've built up a fairly good campfire, which begins to produce some admirable coals.

You successfully start a fire. |

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((I'm fine with that split. Also, just to note, I only have one spell slot left in which to kill you all accidentally the enemy))

Short Order combs the beach and entrance to the cave for edible things.

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Short Order
@A Pineap-Alu-zer​

| You scrounge around on this side of the beach, which is not as plentiful as elsewhere. You find a few sprigs of sea spinach nearer to the right-end of the basalt cliffs, but it's not a large amount, or enough to feed you.

You find nothing substantial. |

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((Fair enough. I do not have good strength or survival checks, so I will simply assist on both to give advantage to whichever party member has the highest of both (Aims' for Strength and Short for Survival, technically.))

Short, do you still have that map of the islands?

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(( ))

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Zesty Zapcrackle
@Jon​

| You dig through pocket after picket on your various belts until you finally find and produce the map Short Order had found on the beach. You find that at some point, water had trickled into this pouch, and the map has become slightly wet.

You carefully unfold it, so as not to rip anything. Luckily the location markings have not faded, the ink proving more durable than the original map's own. The markings showing the islands have faded and the map has lost a lot of its color, now being almost transparent, with ink showing through from the rear of the map.

You use a piece of charcoal from the fire and mark the party's current location on the map.

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[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Aims has already skewered some Carl on the sticks he made earlier. He had opened up couple of his rations again to find some jerky and vegetables to add to the skewers, and was surprised to find an herb pouch around, probably from Tarak the day before, and used that as a rub for the meats. With some fishy Carlkebobs in hand, he places them all around the campfire to slowly start roasting, making sure to turn them occasionally without burning them up completely.

It wont be too long folks! Fishy things tends to roast pretty fast. The tail pieces looked to be the juiciest, so we're eating booty today! I never thought I'd say this, but there's also some fish breast filets... Hungry stomachs don't discriminate though!

((If ya want me to roll for roasting this stuff, lemme know.))

 

[Short Order]

Short Order eats a ration from his pack

I might be fine killing, but I'm not eating that thing.

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

Short Order eats a ration from his pack

I might be fine killing, but I'm not eating that thing.

Ditto... I don't have the heart to eat it at this time.

Zesty also uses a rations pack from his pack.

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Aims shrugs.

To each to their own. After you've lived in a battlefield for years at a time, you learn not to be stingy with what you eat. You find out that all the smaller creatures tend to have much softer and meltier meat. I'm very curious about this though as fish is usually fairly soft and falls apart easy. Man... I'm salivating already.