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

Part 3 - Curse of the Compass Rose
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MAP:

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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

 

[Dungeon Master]

((Odd boat, even outcrop.))

((You know there's a coin flip, right?))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

So... Decide on that. I'm certainly not telling you.

((Lol, I wasn't asking you to. It was more for the party...))

((As I said before, if I come up with something for you with how it works, etc. it'll be much harder to make. Beside, I see you as having thieves' tools, but no tinker's kit. I don't see how you'd build something right here.

You could use this long-rest to roll for inspiration for some invention, and then try building it when you're not in the middle of the ocean.

Unless you've got some decent RP to explain how you're constructing X with what you've got. Then we'd see.))

((Unless it's something different...



So, if this let's me potentially invent something, I wouldn't mind a simple scope type attachment to start, something to add a small modifier to hit to maybe help with accuracy. I have ideas for effects, but not necessarily items. I'll try to find some inspiration moving forward, but anything to help with hit modification.

Maybe some sort of wrist brace because I'll eventually want a better melee weapon so something I could use for any kind of weapon would be better, but I do need your permission obviously.))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((Oh I think I see what you meant. I have thieves' tool in my inventory, but I think what I linked just shows I'm proficient. Dang... I would have checked with Myla if she had a set I could buy off her But alas, I misunderstood. ))

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

((You know there's a coin flip, right?))

((I thought of that and had it setup for it already, but rolling a d20 feels more apt to control our fate.))

 

[Nac McWeeble]

((I think the outcrop might be safer, more defensible if need be. So I'll vote for that.))

 

[Moonsprout Beandirt]

((crow's nest night offer more visibility for those of us who aren't visually challenged))

 

[Dungeon Master]

((

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Dungeon Master
@Ben​

| *Dies while waiting for a decision.*

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[Short Order]

Hey guys lets get on top of the outcrop it's probably safer to rest on than a boat that potentially is full of Zombies. We can set up a watch up there as well just to be on the safe side.

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((Outcropping plox

EDIT - Am I able to do what you said an try an get some inspiration for something during the rest that I may be able to build at a later time?))

 

[Dungeon Master]

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Dungeon Master
(Ben)​

|You clamber down the slick rigging and back onto the rowboat, with Aims quickly making his way back the short distance to what passed for land at the present moment.

Hexagonal pillars of basalt pack together to form small islands of varying height. You note one with a flat plateau top it and make for a landing. It's difficult to find anywhere to moor the boat against the seaweed covered lower tiers of this rock, but eventually you manage to tether a rope and lodge it between two vertical pillars.



There is little room to maneuver on the slick tops of each rocky trunk, and you must go single file from the boat lest you misstep and fall into the waves below. You take your time and methodically pick your way up counter-clockwise around the small island, climbing ever higher on natural stairs towards the sanctuary of the summit.

You reach the top of the outcrop around 6pm, as the sun begins to fall towards the ocean.|

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((Alright, I'll let you all take a long rest yourselves on D&DB. If you can and want to adjust any of your spells/gear go ahead. If you want to try to do something additional during your rest, like come up with an artificer idea or learn how to not kill your friends, let me know.

I'll assume you pack up and get back on the boat once you're done with long rests.))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((@Ben - I'm going to try to come up with an artificer idea.

I'm also going to sacrifice my tattoo needle to create a homunculus. Hopefully I can figure it out on D&DB lol))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((In loving memory, my pearl hearted flying mechanical wolf homunculus servant has been lovingly named: Ur'kokk. And this is what he looks like:

Spoiler

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[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Whilst everyone is getting ready to tuck in and making plans for their watch, Aims is also looking around for some good stones to use to sharpen the edge of his axes. At worst, the edge of the basalt somewhere will suffice for him to get rid of the worse dull points while enjoying the sound of the waves crashing against the outcrop.

 

[Dungeon Master]

((In loving memory, my pearl hearted flying mechanical wolf homunculus servant has been lovingly named: Ur'kokk. And this is what he looks like:

Spoiler

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((You can totally make it a wolf with wings, but just to be clear, it's a tiny creature. 2.5ft space max, so it takes up 1/4 of a tile. Generally the are small enough to fit on your shoulder.

If you're cool with having a flying wolf the size of a Jack Russell, sure. RP up creating it.))

 

[Short Order]

((can I make my spell explode even more and kill more efficiently?

But really I'm trying to figure out if making it not explode so much to reduce collateral damage would be worth it if it removes the same damage from the creature))

 

[Dungeon Master]

((can I make my spell explode even more and kill more efficiently?

But really I'm trying to figure out if making it not explode so much to reduce collateral damage would be worth it if it removes the same damage from the creature))

((I'd see something like adding a second die roll to the initial damage, and removing one from the splash damage, working.

More direct damage, less boom. ))

 

[Short Order]

((Hm. That sounds like it could work. How would I go about figuring that out other than just telling you here? Also i swapped out detect magic for cure wounds so I can also be better at healing others after I almost murder them))

 

[Dungeon Master]

((Hm. That sounds like it could work. How would I go about figuring that out other than just telling you here? Also i swapped out detect magic for cure wounds so I can also be better at healing others after I almost murder them))

((Gimme a nature/religion roll to see if you succeed.

Basically you're trying to commune with the spirits/gods to gain knowledge on how to manipulate the spell, so you could use either.

And as always if you can RP something good up with the roll I might lower the DC.))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((@Ben - am I also able to just check to see if I come up with an idea or a blueprint for some attachment I can add to my weapon for accuracy? Just the idea, of course, because I don't have the tools.))

As the team rests for the evening, it becomes Zesty's turn for watch. The soothing sounds of the crashing waves below are rhythmic in keeping Zesty alert for danger. Zesty gently places his hand in his pocket as he lays back and stares up at the stars in the sky, each looking like a shimmering snowflake.

Suddenly, Zesty's fingers feel a small, smooth, round object. He gently grasps the object and retrieves it from it's home in his pocket. He reveals a pearl and a small smiles courses across his lips. Suddenly, Zesty shoots up and realizes the pearl would make a perfect homunculus heart!

The artificer begins to tinker with the pearl. As time progresses, Zesty gets a form to appear. A small, mechanical wolf-like creature with wings takes shape and springs to life. It hops onto Zesty's should and lightly nuzzles its creator.

It's alive!, Zesty lightly exclaims, so as to not wake the others. You shall be named Ur'kokk in loving memory of Mi'kokk. For you Aims, though I'll never admit it to your face.

He giggles lightly to himself, and returns to staring at the stars, Ur'kokk duplicating the action. Zesty begins thinking about other things he could possibly create. Mechanical wings? Spring boots? Weapon grips? Magical gloves? The endless possibilities... Suddenly a thought of Myla enters his mind and he wonders if maybe she has additional tools he could purchase from her or even ideas she may have as well.

 

[Short Order]

Short begins to ponder if he's been treating his companions too much like meat bags that need to be tenderized as opposed to people who could help them stay alive. Realizing that not killing them accidentally is an important requirement to having them able to help him in return...

Aye, I think I need to see if there's something I can do about all the I've explosions I keep setting off in your faces. I'm going to consult my knowledge of the Arctic to try and change how the spell works...to make it less...explody.

Thinking into his time as an druid in the circle of the Arctic, he begins to formulate if he can cause smaller ice explosions by having it pierce more into the intended target before bursting.

I'll tell you how it's worked in the morning.

 

[Short Order]

((looks like you're still all gonna explode))

 

[Moonsprout Beandirt]

Moonsprout, seeing his companions seized by a sudden air of inventiveness and creativity, springs into action. He gathers some large lichen-covered rocks and starts a fire. He puts the rocks in a pot and begins boiling some fresh water in the pot.

Tea, anyone?

 

[Nac McWeeble]

Nac sleeps like a wee drunken baby until it is his turn to take watch.

 

[Dungeon Master]

((@Ben - am I also able to just check to see if I come up with an idea or a blueprint for some attachment I can add to my weapon for accuracy? Just the idea, of course, because I don't have the tools.))

As the team rests for the evening, it becomes Zesty's turn for watch. The soothing sounds of the crashing waves below are rhythmic in keeping Zesty alert for danger. Zesty gently places his hand in his pocket as he lays back and stares up at the stars in the sky, each looking like a shimmering snowflake.

Suddenly, Zesty's fingers feel a small, smooth, round object. He gently grasps the object and retrieves it from it's home in his pocket. He reveals a pearl and a small smiles courses across his lips. Suddenly, Zesty shoots up and realizes the pearl would make a perfect homunculus heart!

The artificer begins to tinker with the pearl. As time progresses, Zesty gets a form to appear. A small, mechanical wolf-like creature with wings takes shape and springs to life. It hops onto Zesty's should and lightly nuzzles its creator.

It's alive!, Zesty lightly exclaims, so as to not wake the others. You shall be named Ur'kokk in loving memory of Mi'kokk. For you Aims, though I'll never admit it to your face.

He giggles lightly to himself, and returns to staring at the stars, Ur'kokk duplicating the action. Zesty begins thinking about other things he could possibly create. Mechanical wings? Spring boots? Weapon grips? Magical gloves? The endless possibilities... Suddenly a thought of Myla enters his mind and he wonders if maybe she has additional tools he could purchase from her or even ideas she may have as well.

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Zesty Zapcrackle
@Jon​

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Your fingers run over the smooth gemstone, conveniently of just the right worth to hold your magic.

You channel your scientific energy into the pearl, staring at it, intent on testing observer effect in a secondary experiment. The pearl begins to float from your fingertip as it absorbs more and more of your inventive aura, rotating on a precise axis, making it appear as though the smooth sphere weren't in motion at all.

As if growing atom by atom, metallic scales and gears begin to form upon the surface of the pearl, quickly wrapping around the gem itself and creating a firm setting for it. The metallic growths continue to build themselves, with wire tendons stretching along bones of silver to find a connection point. The construct unfurls itself to show a quadrupedal form with intricate wings ending in sharp pinions that glow with a cool light that shift in the same iridescent way as the pearl.

Ur'kokk comes to life.



((Little less cyberpunk than your version but I tried to keep in the theme. I guess if you really really want the more LED-future looking style we could find a way to explain it, just seems a little out of place among the rest of the world.))

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((For the invention idea, gimme a 1d20+2 (from your wisdom bonus). Then gimme a 1d6 in the event you pass, as I'll use that to determine which invention you come up with.))

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Short begins to ponder if he's been treating his companions too much like meat bags that need to be tenderized as opposed to people who could help them stay alive. Realizing that not killing them accidentally is an important requirement to having them able to help him in return...

Aye, I think I need to see if there's something I can do about all the I've explosions I keep setting off in your faces. I'm going to consult my knowledge of the Arctic to try and change how the spell works...to make it less...explody.

Thinking into his time as an druid in the circle of the Arctic, he begins to formulate if he can cause smaller ice explosions by having it pierce more into the intended target before bursting.

I'll tell you how it's worked in the morning.

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Short Order
@A Pineap-Alu-zer​

| You attempt to commune with the spirits, finding yourself regretful for your wanton destruction, in a rare moment of self-reflection. You sit in the tent, meditating and seeking knowledge from the old ones.



It doesn't work this time. |

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[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((Little less cyberpunk than your version but I tried to keep in the theme. I guess if you really really want the more LED-future looking style we could find a way to explain it, just seems a little out of place among the rest of the world.))

((Oh, I fucking LOVE it. I am not creative with the search words I used. However, you got that is fantastic!))

((For the invention idea, gimme a 1d20+2 (from your wisdom bonus). Then gimme a 1d6 in the event you pass, as I'll use that to determine which invention you come up with.))

 

[Nac McWeeble]

((Inventing like a boss!))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((Inventing like a boss!))

((Hey, if I can't hit shit, maybe Ur'kokk can. He finishes like a champ.))

 

[Nac McWeeble]

((Ur'kokk looks awesome btw!))

 

[Moonsprout Beandirt]

((getting the good rolls where it matters most, nice))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

((Ur'kokk looks awesome btw!))

((Thanks! Shiny balls, little hair, pointy snout. It'll definitely do some damage.

Ok, I see why @Jawneh had fun doing this. Now I really miss Mi'kokk.))

 

[Dungeon Master]

((Oh, I fucking LOVE it. I am not creative with the search words I used. However, you got that is fantastic!))

((Cheers!))

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Zesty Zapcrackle
@Jon​

| You sit, idly stroking Ur'kokk while the hum of invention courses through your bones. You've had little time to think of the trinkets and gadgets that bring you such glee, and you take this chance to rest to close your eyes and wonder about what you could make work.

You hear the repeated "tunk" of rocks hitting the bottom of Moonsprout's kettle. Being cramped on top of a small pillar, the sound doesn't have far to travel, but the particular frequency makes it feel like the sound is emanating from inside your head. It briefly begins to over stimulate you, and a migraine begins to form, but a rush of inspiration pushes the discomfort away.

Spoiler: SCIENCE!

Ethereal Echo Emitter (EEE): The Ethereal Echo Emitter is an advanced auditory device that captures and replays sounds with ethereal clarity. It can record conversations, environmental sounds, or magical tones and play them back with perfect accuracy. Additionally, the EEE can be used to create auditory illusions or amplify the artificer's voice for communication over long distances. It is compact and easily portable.

The device, through a series of calibrating runes etched across the surface, functions by attuning to the specific frequency of Kenku spirits. These bird-like folk, cursed in life to have no voice of their own and only able to communicate by mashing together sounds they've heard from other sources, carry this trait on through death. This can be exploited and channeled by the Ethereal Echo Emitter to facilitate recording/playback.



It may also be possible to build this device into Ur'kokk.

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((You'll need another long rest, with access to Tinker's Tools to try to make it, of course.))

 

[Moonsprout Beandirt]

No takers for tea? Fine, suit yourselves. Lichen tea gives you one hell of a relaxing rest, though. Just gotta get through the earthy flavor. You get some nice visuals, too.

Moonsprout pours himself some trippy herbal tea, and takes a sip. He gags, has a coughing fit, and then says "Ahhh! Perfect!"

 

[Nac McWeeble]

Nac, having slept like said baby, wakes up and stretches. He then goes over to the edge of the little plateau and takes a piss.

Top o' the mornin' to ya lads! Lets go a-searchin' for the root o' these undead sons of bitches!

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

Rise and shine, fellas! Ur'kokk and I are ready to get going. In the morning, Ur'kokk is a little stiff and needs a good oiling and some petting. One that happens, he needs to get moving or else he seizes up! Let's get a move on!

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Aims creeps up from inside his sleeping bag, wiping sleep from his eye balls. A familiar sounding name rings into his ear as Zesty is eagerly letting everyone know about his newest machination.

Ohh, Ur'kokk? Is my uncle here?

Aims gets up and sees a little winged wolf thingamajig around Zesty. The little glittering shinies makes Aims pupils dilate like a little kitten playing with yarn for the first time. He goes over to give Ur'kokk a little boop hello on the snoot.

Well isnt this something. It has the same name as my uncle! Haha! Short and stout he was. Kind of like this little fella. Very curious one as well. What does Ur'kokk do? Can it do tricks?

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

I've only taught him how to stand erect so far, but I think the distraction will be helpful in battle. Ur'kokk knows how to garner attention if noting else!

 

[Nac McWeeble]

I'm ready to go!

 

[Dungeon Master]

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Dungeon Master
@Ben​

| After the chaotic events of the day before, your descent into slumber was easily achieved. The group took turns to stand watch, paranoid that the dangers of the coast would not grant them time to recoup and lick their wounds. The night air was still and quiet, the rush of the waves against the base of the cliff adding white-noise to muffle other sounds.

The sun rises on a new day, and with first light the party begin to pack up the campsite and carefully make their way back down the basalt pillars to where the boat is tethered. A short row back to the wreck of the Compass Rose, and the party is once again faced with the slimy wet gore that coats the decking of the ship.



As you stand on the deck, you again note stairs leading to the upper decks at the fore (B) and aft (A) of the ship, which appear to have cabins beneath each. Four closed doors (1, 2, 3, 4) can be seen leading off of the main deck, with a large hatch in the floor (5) leading to the lower levels. A rope ladder (6) hangs down from the crow's nest and is secured to the deck at the bottom.

The ship is eerily quiet.

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((Where would you like to investigate first?

And I did push a long-rest to everyone on D&D Beyond so you should be OK there.))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

While the group gets its bearings on the deck of the only appearing abandoned ship, Zesty slowly meanders to the aft of the ship, slowly climbing the staircase A to the stern of the ship, Ur'kokk sitting intently on Zesty's shoulder.

Zesty climbs the stern raised portion of the ship to see if anything is up there.

 

[Short Order]

Short order looks at a few of the skeletons to see if there's anything of note

Too bad they're already dead. Though I suppose if they come back I could kill them again.

 

[Dungeon Master]

While the group gets its bearings on the deck of the only appearing abandoned ship, Zesty slowly meanders to the aft of the ship, slowly climbing the staircase A to the stern of the ship, Ur'kokk sitting intently on Zesty's shoulder.

Zesty climbs the stern raised portion of the ship to see if anything is up there.

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Zesty Zapcrackle
@Jon​

|The splintered remains of a mast jut up from this rear deck like a broken spear. The ship's wheel is askew, dislodged from it's mechanism.

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[Dungeon Master]

Short order looks at a few of the skeletons to see if there's anything of note

Too bad they're already dead. Though I suppose if they come back I could kill them again.

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Short Order
@An Obligatory Name Change​

| You inspect the piles of bones scattered around the deck, finding nothing of value amongst the morbid litter. You note that none of the skeletons appear to be fully intact, all having been discombobulated in some fashion. The flesh has been stripped clean from a lot of the bones. |

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[Zesty Zapcrackle]

Seeing nothing of note at the aft, Zesty and Ur'kokk return to the deck, then move to the fore of the ship, again, slowly ascending the stairs.

Zesty climbs the stairs at the front of the ship and checks for anything of note there as well.

 

[Dungeon Master]

Seeing nothing of note at the aft, Zesty and Ur'kokk return to the deck, then move to the fore of the ship, again, slowly ascending the stairs.

Zesty climbs the stairs at the front of the ship and checks for anything of note there as well.

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Zesty Zapcrackle
@Jon​

| The broken foremast leans out across a broken railing, with a tangle of rigging and tattered canvas trailing down to the rocks and dragon bones below. A rusted and rotting ballista stands near the broken mast.

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[Nac McWeeble]

Nac climbs the rope ladder up to the crow's nest to check it out

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

Zesty turns back to the stairs, and seeing the dwarf nimbly making his way up to the crows nest, he descends the stairs and returns to the rest of the group.

I see nothing of note or value upon the aft or the fore of the ship. I shall begin my search with the aft doors. Feel free to catch up or join us as you can!

Wasting no time, Zesty continues his search. Something in the Compass Rose is calling to his subconscious. He can't quite place his finger on it, but something here is creating an almost mechanical buzz in Zesty's ear, and it's not Ur'kokk.

Zesty returns to the aft and attempts to open door number 1 to investigate its content.

 

[Dungeon Master]

Nac climbs the rope ladder up to the crow's nest to check it out

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Nac McWeeble
@Nae'blis​

| You begin to climb up the rope ladder. Despite the condition of the wreck, the ladder holds quite firmly as you climb, but the mast itself sways alarmingly as you scale higher and higher. At the top of the 50-foot climb, you find yourself leaning out over the water on the port (North) side of the ship.

The crow's nest you find before you is a, unexpectedly, a nest. The basket-shaped area is stuffed with wood shavings, dry grass and shredded canvas from the ships' sails. Bits of bone, tufts of hair, and shiny baubles are also visible around the nest. |

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Zesty turns back to the stairs, and seeing the dwarf nimbly making his way up to the crows nest, he descends the stairs and returns to the rest of the group.

I see nothing of note or value upon the aft or the fore of the ship. I shall begin my search with the aft doors. Feel free to catch up or join us as you can!

Wasting no time, Zesty continues his search. Something in the Compass Rose is calling to his subconscious. He can't quite place his finger on it, but something here is creating an almost mechanical buzz in Zesty's ear, and it's not Ur'kokk.

Zesty returns to the aft and attempts to open door number 1 to investigate its content.

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Zesty Zapcrackle
@Jon​

| You move to the North-West door (1) and try then handle. The door appears barricade from the inside, but as you push on it there's some give, as if what's blocking the door is half-rotted. |

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((You gotta imagine Nac is over the water. With your brain.))

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

Aims', I feel a little give to this door, could you give me a hand, see if we can't give this a little brute force to open it?

 

[Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd]

Door closed? DOOR NO OPEN?! BLASPHEMY!

Aims squares against the door, gives it a dirty look, and charges at it shoulder first, with or without Zesty in the way.

 

[Dungeon Master]

Door closed? DOOR NO OPEN?! BLASPHEMY!

Aims squares against the door, gives it a dirty look, and charges at it shoulder first, with or without Zesty in the way.

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Aims'Orreh Mwuh'Bwadd
@Jawneh​

| You throw your girth into the small door, and the rotting wooden bar barricading the door from the inside rips in two. The door crashes open to reveal three drowned sailors in a cabin that must once have been luxurious. A bookcase, half collapsed, holds waterlogged and disintegrating books and scrolls. The polished wood desk leans awkwardly on three legs; it has an ornate compass set in its center. The bed is covered in rotting bedding and sags in the middle. A jagged hole gapes in the floor beside the bed.

The zombies turn at the sudden burst of sound, and begin shuffling towards the now-opened doorway.



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(( *Rolled for initiative* ))

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Dungeon Master
@Ben​

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Zombie 3 lurches jerkily forward, it's bones having seized from years of standing purposelessly in this cabin. It reaches out with blackened fingers and swipes at Aims standing in the doorway, but the half-orc ducks under the blow.

Zombie 3 misses. |

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((@Jawneh's turn

Trying out a new way of tracking initiative. You guys should be able to see it here in an iframe, and it should update automatically when I do stuff on my end. In real-time, even, without having to refresh the post.

))