[pnpgm] Game Update #1=12 - File #130 - Guards board ship

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y     HT         Player       Character Name     Type    Status/Notes   Sex
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   FH.John Haight...........Arawn.............Druid  .Normal/Alfar... Ma
   ...Kevin Newark..........Dorhak............Warrior.Normal/Dwarf....Ma
   --.Tobie Bonahoom........Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry.. Fe
   --.Rachelle.Gauthier ... Ix...........     ??????..Normal/Human  ..Fe
   W2.David Sanders.........Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human  ..Ma
   ...Don.Kerr..............Maelorna..........Dancer..Normal/Human....Fe
   ...Gilbert.Isla..........Mournath..........Sailor..Normal/Human....Ma
   R3 Panthera..............Pyandalgor........Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma
   --.Bess.Hadley...........Raddok............Miner...Normal/Human  ..Ma
   R4.Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human  ..Fe
   R4.Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human  ..Fe
      Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra

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       Game Update #12 sequence (file #130)
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       Admin Notes: Added TWO new names to roster! Welcome!
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       [Recap]

         From Raddok: [Re: Helping voice]
           OOC: Thanks for the welcome. Glad to be aboard (oops - excuse
           the pun)! Sorry I was late with update #11. Early part of week
           rather hairy with appointments - didn't get to responding till
           late Tuesday night (sorry, Scott; I always seem to send my
           updates after 2 AM PDT -lol)

           IC:
           Raddok willingly translates any Dwarf Elder (language)
           Arawn, since they have a language  In common (Salaqi). He
           yells a greeting back (Dwarf Elder) "Master Dwarves, are you
           okay?" but doesn't leave Arawn, since the wolf is still present
           (& the giant cat, somewhere on board), & he's currently
           unarmed.

           OOC: this is for update #11. will have new stuff for #12 in a
           couple days
         GM: Ack. No problem on delays.  I've always said for years all
             of us have busy lives.  I do NOT mind halting the game.
             A simple request to hold things for a week or two is fine.
             In fact it'd give me a vacation. :)  So if folks need to
             do stuff that's more important that's fine.  So don't
             hesitate to ask.

         Post from Mae: [Re: OOC stuff]
           OOC - Maelorna sighs, "You know how everyone has a little inner
           voice, that little bit of conscious that helps you do the right
           thing.   Well, I suppose 'right' thing is more an issue of your
           moral compass and how you see the world of course," she sighs as
           she pushes a bit of her food about the plate, "My little voice
           is a bit more of a problem.   It's a true sister, one of the
            ones that Master Gniled had summoned and bound, I guess she's
            free?   At least I hope she is, she was kind enough to teach
            me a little bit, warn me about what not to do.   Though being
             half of one has it's drawbacks, I'm finding out that the rules
             a lot of them have to follow don't apply, while others do.
             It's a hunger, the void is always hungry and I don't think
             I've actually ever known it to be full at all.   I know this
             much, it truly hates him," as she looks where Arawn is
             talking with another.   "Why I haven't a clue  other than he'
             s trying to save me and I'm still not sure why he's even
             trying.   I mean, almost all the time,I'm hearing the voice
             beg, plead, and promise of all it can teach me on how to be
             a better child of the Princess.   It might be why my calling
             appears to be that of a consummate companion or whore if you
             truly want to be crude.   Don't worry, I've been called
             everything but a child of god, I think," she chuckles, "So it
              would take a bit more than  calling me names to trouble me,"
              as she gives a rueful smile and closes her eyes, "I'm trying
              alright, shut up for a few moments please?" she pleads and
              she looks at you with a warm smile, "It likes you," as she
              shrugs, "Then again, it liked the dwarf as well,"
         GM: Ack.  Since this was all OOC its posted here not in update.
             I figure this is a explanation to new fokls about your
             inner voice without saying it. :)

         From Mae: [Re:
           Malorna sighs as she can't even do that much, 'FEED ON0...
         GM: Ack.

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       [New Stuff]

           [Marqi Frisda 23rd, 1636TH; Sivas, Marentia]
           [Moments before]

             Arawn tries to calm the apple man.

             "What happened here?," he asked, speaking in Salaqi. "And you
           can help me save the rest of your companions."

             Raddok watches the tall Elf intently.

             As the rest of the party began to make their way on to the deck
           his disembodied voice carried from a spot not far from Raddok.

             Raddok goes to help the elf. "Some of these men are still
           alive, but barely. I'm tending to them best I can but could
           use some help."]
. . . . .
             Raddok was relieved by sight of the 'large elf' who brushed
           past him to examine the sailors and soldiers lying on the deck.
           He was further relieved when his native tongue appeared to be
           familiar to the man, and he was told he was safe - for the
           moment anyway.

             Then the visitor bent to examine those lying around them,
           and asked Raddok for his assistance and an explanation. He
           straightened up and looked around clearly for the first time
           since the arrows had started flying.


           [Time: 10:38 am]

           [Top deck]

             Raddok offers to transalate for Arawn using their
           common language.  He avoids the wolf and the dwarves
           mainly for their smell. As he nears the dwarves he speaks
           to them in their language.  "Master Dwarves, are you
           okay?"

             Raddok is horrified to discover the presence of enslaved
           prisoners on board, realizing this fact as Arawn informs him
           of it. He starts explaining to Arawn what he knows & who he is
           & why he's on board.

             The elder dwarf looks to the others.  "We seem fine
           for now.  Aside from thirsty and hungry.  They did not
           treat us harshly."

             Malorna sighs as she can't even do that much, 'FEED ON THEM
           YOU STUPID LITTLE GIRL, THE MEAL IS LAID BARE AND THE IRRITANT
           WONT NOTICE YOU AT ALL!' the voice almost screams.   Maelorna
           swallows nervously as she just stops herself, it wouldn't take
           much, just feed, that's all she would need to do.   She sighs
           and stands up, before walking over to where Arawn and a
           sailor?   The man is unarmed but that doesn't mean he isn't
           dangerous, she scrutinizes him and watches as they're moving the
           wounded.   'Damn, somehow I doubt he'll allow it,' she grouses
           mentally.

             "So many are dying, are the soldiers then not to be spared?"
           she asks, trying to hide the sound of desire in her voice.

             Raddok moves from body to body helping the Elf as he does
           he speaks.  "Yes, of course. How can I help?" and he moved to
           where the elf was, noticing a nearby sailor he had liked, and
           stooping to see if he was still alive. Sorrowing to see he was
           not, he quickly moved beside (Arawn) and bent to help lift a
           severely wounded man, moving him near two others still alive.
           Following the "elf's" directions, he helps move a few other
           sailors to the same area of deck, dragging away a few dead
           soldiers to make more room for the still-living to be treated.
           He glanced around to see where the wolf is, and it seemed to be
           settling on the deck, so he begins to relax - just a little - at
           least he can take a deep breath now. Too much strange stuff
           happening too fast.

             "I have a Healing Kit, if we need it, in my cabin," he
           ventured. "My name is Raddok. I don't really know what happened
           here. Suddenly there were arrows just flying everywhere - coming
           out of the sky. We all dove for cover - I was over there,
           reading" (points to the crate by which his book still lay,
           fallen to the deck, open & face-down).

             "I also saw a Faerry looking angry enough to shoot us all,
           but she went down below. Then the giant cat and the wolf came
           up from below - then the dwarves
 - honestly, I had never seen
           any of them before. I had no idea anyone else was on board!"
           (He begins to look a little shaken again.)

             "I was hired in Ba'ru a couple weeks ago by the Captain, to
           help work with some dwarves for some mining company just
           starting up. He had heard I speak Dwarf Elder - guess I had too
           much ale one night in the tavern - & that I had worked with the
           Master miners, so he sought me out. I've been working my way
           west to the Sea of Tears, to see my lady, and this job was the
           first one heading west that I'd found after two weeks'
           searching. I didn't like some of the man's attitude - he was
           rude to a serving wench - , but I took it because he offered
           double wages, paying half up front. I guess that should have
           made me suspicious, but I needed the work, so I signed up. But
           I'm not a member of the crew or anything; I'm just a passenger
           being taken to the job. It's somewhere around Rogizini, I think.
           I didn't know the town name he gave me; he did talk of the
           Rogizini coast. Kinda secretive - but it's often that way with
           new mines - don't want the word to get out & have a major
           invasion of opportunists." Raddok leaned hi s chin on his hand
           for a moment, thoughtfully. "He also limited me to this deck
           and the 2nd one, where my cabin is. I was not allowed access
           to the lowest deck and he said he had no room for my horse, so
           I had him scheduled to be shipped separately to Vahear, where a
           friend will watch him for me till the job is over." He blinked.

             "Maybe my job is already over?" He looked with concern to
           (Arawn). "Were those animals - prisoners - and the dwarves? Or
           slaves?" He looks with some horror at the dwarves on deck, then
           begins to look angry. "How stupid! Dwarves won't work as slaves.
           If their families - no, that's impossible. I can't see how it
           could be. I will NOT be part of such a thing as slavery!" He
           looks at (Arawn) with dawning horror. "What is going on?"

             The dwarves start to disperse and catch the breeze and
           look around in confusion.  Two of them spot the fallen apple
           and lunge for it. They tear it to shreds with their sharp
           fingernails and begin to eat causing others to want
           some.  Raddok looks up at his apple and sighs.

             Mae leans down to one of the guards and feeds to fullfill
           her hunger.  The wounded man is bleeding out with probably
           fatal wounds.  She reels back as the life force drains from
           the man.  The man gurgles and then his last breath is taken
           as too much damage is done.  She sighs as she loses a pet but
           feels better inside.

             Arawn finds 3 dead guards.  But is glad to see only 2
           sailors wounded.  One guard took a direct hit in the eye
           and lodges in his brain.  While the man is actually
           still alive brain matter leaks out.  Even with regeneration
           and other spells Arawn figures brain damage is too severe.

             Another guard bleeds to death by the time Raddok and
           Arawn gets to him.  There are at least half a dozen other
           dead guards.  But Arawn tries to save the 2 wounded sailors
           as the guards are all dead.  Both are moderately wounded
           and have no weapons making Fremea's attack daunting to
           Arawn.  He tells Raddok to stand back and casts a healing
           mist spell.  Soon the green mist falls around the 2 men
           and begins to heal them.  Raddok is amazed by this use
           of magic as he has not met a elf like Arawn.

           [Second deck]

             Unali gently tells Mournath to stand aside for now.
           Best not to touch anything but he can give advice
           on where other items of importance may be.

             Fremea turns and nudges Ix to follow.  As Fremea moves
           down the hall she carefully scans the berths but finds
           them empty.  As they near the stairs they hear movement
           inside the galley.  She bursts inside with dagger drawn
           to find two dwarves eating down on some soup and very old
           stale bread.  They look up with innocent faces like
           they are very ashamed but need the food.

           [Alley to east]

             The guards wave Kiet and Z'leyra forward.  Both run fast
           as their boots allow.  The horses keep up and the captain
           orderers a bit slower if they get too far ahead.

             "Slavers you say?  That would be against the kingdom's
           laws.  But we'll have to investigate."

           [West side of boardwalk]

             The other set of guard riders ride forward fast toward
           the ship and the fay horse.  The five men dismount and
           look around.  The Fay horse seems to block their path to
           the docks for a few moments and then gives up.  The guards
           rush the small dock and one boards.  The guard looks around
           with sword in hand at the many dead bodies.

             "Sarge we'll need a lot more help here."

             The rest of the guards board and look around.  The one
           probably ranked sarge speaks up.  "What is going on here?!
           Who is in charge here.  Drop all weapons and those still
           standing step aside.  Until we get to the bottom of this
           we'll need to sort this all out! Now move!"

             The dwarves growl at the hostile tone.  Then the guards
           smell them.  The Sarge continues, "and ahh..you there..
           why not step to the far...far side..."

           [Second deck[

             Fremea rushes toward the captain's quarters and tells
           Unali city guards have boarded to act fast.

           [Time: 10:42 am]

             The guards escort Kiet and Z'leyra onto the ship.  The
           sarge greets the captain.  The captain explains.  "We
           got word of attacks.  You are probably here from the
           garrison?"  The Sarge nods.  "I just happened to be
           heading back to the 21st barracks."

             The Sarge perks up.  "Special Unit?  No need for you
           to respond.  This is a bit out of your skill set being
           the elite troops."

             Captain nods, "the sailor that was looking for help
           found us."  He looks to the ship to the east.  "Probably
           from that ship. "  The captain looks around the deck at
           the arrows.  Then at the party all of which aside from
           Mae have no obvious missile weapons.  "Red head did you
           do this?"  Then shrugs.  "No of course not.  You carry
           a crossbow not a bow.  These are arrows not bolts.  So
           who did this?"

             The Sarge nods, "sailors often fight each other in the
           bars almost nightly.  Some may argue over cargo and
           even resources like men.  But this....is different."

             Damon steps forward.  "I'm Captain Damon.  Not of this
           ship.  I suspect.." He looks to Arawn and then Dorhak
           for help here.

             Sarge points to 2 men.  "Go below see if anyone is there
           and bring them here.  If need help yell."

           Actions? Comments?

           Next Update....Saturday...?

           GM:  A short update for now.  I had to do some book keeping
                for experience and file shifting.  So I originally
                said I'd post Ix's IBT today but I'll move that to
                Wednesday.  This will give me a bit of a break as
                well.  :)  Since it was finished 4-5 months ago.
                I'll do the next update Saturday.  I actually forgot
                about Damon for a couple updates.  Dang.  Now all
                are at same spot except Ix, Fremea, Mournath and
                Unali on second deck.  I assume compliance with the
                guards is done?  Eventually party will learn 7 sailors
                swam to other ship and are fine.

           GM: Experience
                Mournath : CEP - 30 for Captain's death
                Fremea   : CEP - 75 for all the others.  :)









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