[pnpgm] Dorhak

[John Haight]

  Arawn, who continued to act as interpreter where he could, glanced over at Fremea when Dorhak drew attention her way with crossed arms and cocked brow. However he said nothing, having initiated a conversation with the faerry on the topic a short while earlier. Only when the dwarf moved on to other issues did he speak up.

   "I'm trained as a shipwright/naval architect and can assist as both a seaman and backup navigator," Arawn chimed in. "Regarding supplies, we can figure out the details a bit later once the exact route has been planned. Food and drink of course; arms and armor for those without; and some gear to help out any swept overboard in case things go poorly, at the least.

   And learning swimming for those who can't might be wise while we're in Marentia.

   As to steeds, we can leave them here. Once we've reached our destination I can retrieve them. The question is whether we'll be using a wagon to reach our destination and if the dwarves will ride within or on their own."


   "For our destination I say we look over Raddok's map. The translated notes mentioned a contact in a tavern in what sounded like a coastal city. Raddok or the dwarves should be able to point it out to us and I say we aim there.

   I doubt the contact will know who we are and, if we're lucky, we might be able to impersonate the slavers. Or lacking that use subtler methods to pry the information from him," he said, glancing at Mae. "And move forward from there."

   "I can rework the ship's appearance and name a bit in case there's concern over being identified by any risky parties. Possibly the smugglers hold as well. And, before finally heading out, I can perform a ceremony to invoke the blessings of the sea gods if you're willing."


   He waited for Dorhak and the others to share their thoughts before adding,

   "Z'leyra, you saw the man who sold out the dwarven village. Could you use an illusion to present his image to the dwarves? It's best they, and we, know who he is for safety and justice.
   And can you check on what was crafted in the smuggler's hold? I'd like to know just what this seemingly significant item was."



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Subject: [pnpgm] Dorhak


Dorhak is somewhat taken aback by the tall dark woman's suggestion that he 'lead' this...what would you call it?  Adventure?  Mission?


"Lass, are you sure about what you are suggestin'?  Ah haven’t been with you all for long, and hardly seen any of you these past three months."


Dorhak wipes his face with his hand, making an ugly look.  He's obviously thinking hard about something.  "Ahm not used to leading a group this large.  What leading I have done was in combat and ahm thinkin' this might take a wee bit more than that.  However, I think I must accept.  These were my kin they kidnapped, and we dwarves don’t take such slight lightly."


"Alright, then.  We have a ship, but no crew.  I know a few of you have experience on these boats, but few of us dwarves have any such experience.  Truth is, going out on the water gives me the willies!  But ah ain’t no coward, and some justice must be done.  So...Captain Damon!  Do you know of anyone we could trust to take this boat, and the lot of us, to this island?"


to the the rest of the people, he says "I have some conditions for those of you that might join us.  First...stop with the secrets.  Our very lives count on all of us knowing and understanding what each of us is about and what we can do.  So, there will be time enough on board to tell stories.  Secondly.  I have heard tales about how some of you rather like to wander off by yourselves sometimes, and not tell people where you are going...or even when you are going."  He crosses his arms and faces Fremea while arching a brow.  "We'll have none of that.  It may work for you, but eventually someone’s luck runs out."


"now, I think I might be able to contribute a fair amount since they wanted dwarves...and it sounds like some of what we have to do is underground."  He smiles at the thought of that. "However, any ideas are welcome.  Don’t hesitate to suggest, just don’t be impertinent."


"So...who's in?"


"So...what supplies will we need?  Will we want horses?  How should we get there and where will we land?  I rather suggest floating right up to that little village with our boat might not be the smartest thing."


dorhak quietly waits for the others to speak.
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