Fremea sits holding her. She is lucky that it wasn't so bad as it could have been and Raban came along to make sure it did not get worse.
Never had she been in any storm so bad, most of them she grow up in, she could still fly high enough or fast enough to get out of. This is one she never wants to be in again. Luckily she did not have to leave anyone behind. It would not help her to achieve anything at this time.
"Thank you Raban." she gives him a hug, or something like it as he is so big, and she small.<br><br><br>-----Original Message-----
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HT Alias/Player Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex<br>
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R1.John Haight...........Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar Ma<br>
??.Chris Wells...........Ben'dar...........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma<br>
R4.Tom Corckett..........Caladan...........Wizard Normal/Human Ma<br>
W2.Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human Ma<br>
W3.Ryan Torres...........Farseeker.........Warrior.Normal/Human Ma<br>
--.Tobie Bonahoom........Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry Fe<br>
R2.Mark Murtha...........Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human..Ma<br>
Do.David Sanders.........Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human Ma<br>
R4.J H Hooten............Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human..Ma<br>
W2.Robert Maxwell........Strie'bog.........Bard....Normal/Human..Ma<br>
R1 NPC...................Shu.Yeoh..........Wizard..Normal/Human..Fe<br>
W4.Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human Fe<br>
-..Thomas.Magann.........Whitney...........??????..Normal/Human..Ma<br>
Do John.Stowman..........Will..............Hunter..Normal/Human..Ma<br>
R4.Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human Fe<br>
R1 NPC...................Zhou Kiwat........Noble...Normal/Human..Ma<br>
Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Tef'wo (Horse) Ben'dar, 2 Donkeys<br>
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Cover Story Info: [HD- House member, F-Foreignter, N-native non house]<br>
Arawn aka Arawn as Teacher to daughter [F]<br>
Ben'dar aka Bu Da as Horse expert [F]<br>
Caladan aka Ca Lu as Guard/Archer [N]<br>
Chion aka Capt. Chu Mai as Sailor Trustee [HD]<br>
Farseeker aka Fu Sa as Guard [F]<br>
Fremea aka Lin Mong as Noble child [HD] [Disguised]<br>
Kell aka Swan as Trader [F]<br>
Kiet aka Kiet Sunan as Zhou's servant [F]<br>
Raban aka Toban Nu as Entertainer/Guard [F] <br>
Strie'bog aka Sun Zhu as Entertainer [N]<br>
Shu aka Shu as Niece [HD]<br>
Unali aka Tun Au as Zhou's wife [HD]<br>
Will aka Sun Tzu as hunt master [F]<br>
Z'leyra aka Kakita Junami as Healer [F]<br>
Zhou aka Zhou Wa as Noble [HD]<br>
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[Recap]<br>
<br>
From Whitney: [Re: Actions]<br>
OOC: My apolgies, I seem to have missed a chunk of posts from<br>
on deck. Whitney would have responded, and it may ansswer some<br>
questions about him, so I'll do so now.<br>
<br>
Whitney rolls his eyes, "Why does EVERYONE assume I'm a....<br>
<br>
It's worth noting, that, while a good 8 inches too tall, and<br>
proportionately heavy, Whitney could pass for Katai as though<br>
he were borne there, albeit, southern Katai. He's a bit too<br>
pale for Northern Katai.<br>
GM: Ack. Doubt you missed posts. The stuff you see from others<br>
may have come in form of emails or such. Farseeker for example<br>
lives across the street so gives me his actions in person.<br>
Well to be a native one has to have the oriental eyes.<br>
<br>
From Raban: [Re: Cover story] <br>
Raban grins happily, "Thank you Zhou, that blends the....<br>
<br>
<Not the best but it works as a post. Need more tall jokes!<br>
<Actually Raban should look like a tall Fabio since he has such<br>
a huge Appearance (Gorgeous) LOL<br>
GM: Ack. <br>
<br>
From Raban: [Re: Actions]<br>
At a point where Whitney is reachable and alone, Raban speaks<br>
up. "I must apologize as I had planned actions that....<br>
<br>
<Sometimes Raban is too nice of a guy? <Raban did not join in<br>
on the other conversations because they were too confusing. <br>
GM: Ack. Too confusing to you Raban or John? :) <br>
<br>
From Kiet: [Re: Secret vote]<br>
Kiet speaks up "Sharks don't ask embarrassing questions..."<br>
GM: Ack. <br>
<br>
From kell: [Re: Actions] <br>
"Do you need to buy something? I have a fine selection of...<br>
GM: Ack.<br>
<br>
From Whitney: [Re: Actions]<br>
Whitney grins, Why yes, yes I am. I deal art, although...<br>
GM: Ack. <br>
<br>
From Kell: [Re: actions] <br>
"I say we learn more about him, and after a week or three...<br>
GM: Ack. <br>
<br>
From Ben'dar: [Re: Actions]<br>
OOC: Welcome to the new players over the past little while.<br>
The more the merrier!<br>
GM: Ack.<br>
<br>
From Will: [Re: Actions]<br>
"there is no debt!"... <br>
<br>
OOC: Will's IBT is done and probably would not allow the<br>
teaching of the telepathic sending but someone may be available.<br>
Will would appreciate someone to practice with and then if he<br>
ever found himself in a position such as you did (bound, gaged<br>
and imprisoned) you could check on him and organize a rescue<br>
this might also improve the frosty nature of there current<br>
relationship.<br>
<br>
Wa da ya say Whit? (-:<br>
GM: Ack. Your IBT is done and I've said he wouldn't do one for<br>
time sakes. But I may go half way. I'll think on it more.<br>
But you'd earn no more experience for this IBT session. But<br>
yes could teach him in essence.<br>
<br>
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]<br>
While having some seamanship skill Z'leyra knows her skill is<br>
not the equal of a full storm like we are headed into. She hunts<br>
down an empty or nearly empty cask and some rope and in her<br>
cabin sets to work rigging a harness so that the cask will give<br>
her flotation if she should end up in the water. As she does this<br>
she ponders the possible need for magic to save the ship, crew<br>
and passengers and the possible ways it could be done.<br>
<br>
Not having Sea Powers she doesn't have the Calm Sea spell that<br>
she has heard of. She wonders if any in the party know the spell.<br>
Staff in one hand, cask in the other she will make her way around<br>
asking those she knows can cast magic if they know the spell. If<br>
so, she will offer her assistance in the form of high EL<br>
Purification and Luck spells and possibly the loan of her staff<br>
to improve the odds of successfully casting the Calm Sea spell.<br>
GM: Ack. <br>
<br>
From Raban: [Re: Actions]<br>
What Secret Vote...EEEEK I am the only one who doesn't know...<br>
Panic.. panic LOL<br>
<br>
Actually if there is one I do not remember seeing it mentioned...<br>
<br>
Languages:<br>
<a href="http://www.funport.com/longshot/pbem/Lang.txt">http://www.funport.com/longshot/pbem/Lang.txt</a> still has Raban<br>
with Elder instead of Wood<br>
I do not recall seeing confirmation as to whether she wanted<br>
Wood Or any response to why she wanted it?<br>
<br>
Sorry I have not looked much into more Languages for Raban<br>
GM: Ack. See Ma 24th. When Zhou gets folks together to talk<br>
about bringing Whit into the mission fold or not. Was in the<br>
last update. Not an official vote GM wise but a role playing<br>
vote. :) I believe Elder was it but has been awhile. I'd have<br>
to back track the posts when get time. <br>
<br>
From Whitney: [Re: Actions] <br>
Neither do I. I just figured that it was about Whitney. :-)<br>
<br>
Not sure what to do about Whitney's collection of languages,<br>
either, at this point, but, being a librarian, he has a few. he<br>
even speaks some of them<br>
GM: Ack. If you want to list in the file what you know go for it.<br>
It is up to you. If you want to learn some you can let me<br>
know as well. With the slots that are left. <br>
<br>
From Ben'dar: [Re: Actions] <br>
Good to hear that we're all of one mind on the secret vote.<br>
GM: Ack. Didn't I say no comment/reply needed on that post? :)<br>
Where's my wet noodle to slap you a few times. :) But<br>
will take that more a an affirmative than negative on the vote.<br>
<br>
From Will: [Re Actions]<br>
>he will want to at least gather information about the creatures <br>
Creatures is that a reference to us or the Vong?<br>
GM: Ack.<br>
<br>
From Kiet: [Re: Vote]<br>
Ah, but I haven't voted yet...<br>
GM: Ack. Your sharks comment was sort of it. Unclear but done.<br>
<br>
From Fremea: [Re: Vote] <br>
Fremea wonders why there even really has to be any discussion...<br>
GM: Ack. <br>
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[New Stuff]<br>
<br>
[Ma 23rd, 1634TH]<br>
[Winds: Average, Speed 7]<br>
[Distance this day: 31]<br>
[Weather: Overcast, Wind storm]<br>
[Temperatures: 61-71]<br>
[Magical talisman: Not active at this time]<br>
<br>
[Time: 1:54pm]<br>
<br>
Zhou asks Will if there is a life debt between the two men by<br>
Katai standards.<br>
<br>
"there is no debt!" Will bursts out quickly. Tough Will does<br>
not say more you get the feeling that their is a strong sense of<br>
obligation here.<br>
<br>
Zhou asks about the escape and how will the other ship react.<br>
<br>
Will shrugs, "I believe we did a fairly good job of disguising<br>
the escape and placing a couple of miles between the Blue Moon and<br>
the Choshai ship when the escape apparently happened. So the<br>
shore should have been a closer destination than our ship which<br>
was headed in the opposite direction if swimming was anticipated. "<br>
<br>
Zhou nods accepting these details. <br>
<br>
After Will talks to Unali about Whitney's magical ability.<br>
<br>
Whitney rolls his eyes, "Why does EVERYONE assume I'm a mage?<br>
There is absolutely nothing of magic about me. I've made sure<br>
there isn't a hint of it since I left for Marob to do field work.<br>
Besides, technically a Mage is trained in Sidhe magic. Human magic<br>
is mostly wizardry."<br>
<br>
Zhou rolls his own eyes, "so your a wizard then. Its not a big<br>
deal. I've lived among them all my life. Those who have issues<br>
with being a wizard tend to be those with secrets. We knew<br>
there was a wizard being held on the other ship. We didn't have<br>
time to form a plan to free him or her. The other ship left too<br>
fast and then you show up. Based on that simple logic you have<br>
to be the one. Unless there were more on board."<br>
<br>
Zhou comments on trust and challenges in the Dark Lands.<br>
<br>
Whitney gives Zhou a puzzled look, "Yes, I know. I'm from the<br>
same land...hell, the same realm. Even the same city. Remember?<br>
That *IS*, after all, where the Old Count keeps his library."<br>
<br>
Zhou frowns and turns red slightly but remains silent. <br>
<br>
Captain Sung waits for his payment when Whitney is released.<br>
<br>
Whitney shrugs, "Well, Captain, all my medicinal herbs were<br>
confiscated awhile back. Where's the mop? Unless, of course, like<br>
certain Elemental Sea Serpents, quite nice fellows by all<br>
accounts, you'd prefer a bit of education? Yeah, I didn't really<br>
think so."<br>
<br>
The Captain lowers his arm and frowns. "A map? Education? This<br>
is not a noble cruise we don't learn as we sail son. A person<br>
like you might earn 6 copper by the end of he voyage. Not near<br>
enough what you owe me." He glances to the sailors standing<br>
behind Whitney. "Throw him overboard." The sailors come forward<br>
and grab Whitney's shocked arms.<br>
<br>
As the sailors drag the squirming librarian away the Captain turns<br>
his back and examines a dirty fingernail. He grins and waits a<br>
few seconds then raises a hand. "Wait!" He turns back around<br>
and looks at Whitney. "If you can't pay then I give you one day<br>
to come up with the cash. I'm sure someone here might help out<br>
with those funds?" He gives a quick glance at Zhou and then<br>
toward Z'leyra. "If can't pay then maybe the next port will be<br>
the last we see of you."<br>
<br>
The sailors release Whitney again and one slaps his back and<br>
laughs as they move on. Captain Sung also move on leaving the<br>
party with Whitney. Zhou comments on Whitney maybe being here<br>
as a spy for the high elder. <br>
<br>
Whitney shrugs, "What the hell were my options? I'd reached my<br>
majority. It was go out into the world and do some field work, or<br>
piss off the Chaos Bit... err, anger the Sorcerous by killing off<br>
one of her pet wizards, shifting the balance of power and<br>
requiring me to spend the rest of my life managing a realm of my<br>
own. The Old Count spends so much time making sure things run<br>
right and people are getting without major problem, that, after<br>
three quarters of a millenium, he still hasn't finished HIS<br>
researches. Why do you think he has a library in the first place?<br>
Librarians. We all have extensive information in our respective<br>
areas, short cutting his research no end."<br>
<br>
Zhou's face reddens again. "You will refrain from calling<br>
the High Elder by that term. You use his library and dare<br>
call him by that name?" The loyal servant of the High Elder<br>
seems to take a few long breaths and calms down. "So your<br>
a Chaos wizard then from your implication you were living<br>
in a chaos domain?"<br>
<br>
A few minutes later Kell introduces himself to Whitney.<br>
<br>
Whitney's eyes light up, "Merchant you say? really? and what<br>
pray tell is your preferred commodity?"<br>
<br>
Kell replies back, "Do you need to buy something? I have a fine<br>
selection of whatever you may need," bowing, sweeping his hands<br>
out to his sides and down. Standing and smiling broadly at the<br>
librarian.<br>
<br>
Looking a bit more serious, Kell continues, "I deal in anything<br>
and everything I can trade for a profit. It's amazing how some<br>
items in one location are almost worthless, yet travel a few<br>
hundred miles and they become valuable. Lately I have been doing<br>
singular deliveries of special, high cost items over long<br>
distances. It's very profitable, if a bit dangerous." Pausing<br>
for a moment and taking his black hat off.<br>
<br>
Kell finishes up, "Whilst I deal in whatever makes a profit,<br>
some of my usual wareas are armor and weapons, mainly tulwars and<br>
swords, jewelry, and fine wines. I'm learning more about fabrics,<br>
silk in particular since we're going to Katai where the silk is<br>
excellent. I will be helping a friend with his horses and hope<br>
to become proficient with horses as well. Are you a merchant<br>
also?"<br>
<br>
Whitney grins, "Why yes, yes I am. I deal art, although<br>
definitions can vary from place to place, particularly, woodworking,<br>
mainly. I have the exclusive distribution contract For the products<br>
of a W. Whittler. fine carpentry for any need, be it home<br>
furnishings, on up, local laws permitting, to the most beautifully<br>
crafted wands and staves you could ever hope to see.<br>
<br>
"But, to pay the bills in the less developed or less educated<br>
ares of the world, I mainly sell rare medicinal herbs I've<br>
collected in my travels. No one really wants a chair built to<br>
last a thousand years anymore.... well, outside of the Old Count,<br>
of course. And try finding anyone that can appreciate the beauty<br>
of a well crafted and decorated wand around these parts. Go ahead,<br>
try. I'm sure someone well rescue you if you do."<br>
<br>
Later Whitney is finally alone, Raban approaches and speaks up.<br>
"I must apologize as I had planned actions that could have caused<br>
your death. I was going to sink the ship you were on to prevent<br>
future problems and I could have done so before you were freed. I<br>
did not realize they could have had prisoners or other innocents<br>
aboard and that lack of forethought could have killed you...Maybe<br>
I should not have mentioned this?"<br>
<br>
<br>
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<br>
<br>
[Ma 24th, 1634TH]<br>
<br>
Zhou meets privately with the others to discuss whether to tell<br>
Whitney about the mission in a secret vote.<br>
<br>
After Shu comments on her lack of detail on the mission Kiet adds<br>
his own comment.<br>
<br>
Kiet speaks up "Sharks don't ask embarrassing questions..." with<br>
a smile on his face.<br>
<br>
Some in the group laugh. Some recall a memory of Clima and those<br>
strange Red Sharks they encountered.<br>
<br>
"I say we learn more about him, and after a week or three we can<br>
decide to tell him about our mission," responds Kell. "I suspect<br>
there is more to him than we know. He may be valuable in Katai<br>
and helpful finding and destroying the Vong."<br>
<br>
Farseeker giggles, "Yes. he could be used to teach the Vong how<br>
to read and sort their books while we hack them to death."<br>
<br>
Will comments on the vote to invite Whintey on the mission, "If<br>
he proves trustworthy I'm sure he must have some skills that would<br>
be useful to us. Who knows maybe even the apparent harmlessness<br>
(real or feigned) could be useful in gathering information.<br>
Leaving him on his own seems like it would be quit dangerous as<br>
he seems to be unable to remain uncaught for more than a minute<br>
so if he cannot be trusted then returning him in the Dark Lands may<br>
be safest. My opinion would be to see how things go over the<br>
course of the trip though he already knows enough to get all of<br>
us and himself hung in Katai if he is not careful with his words.<br>
So see what we think before we land in Katai and then if we think<br>
we can trust him tell him what the mission is and spell out his<br>
options"<br>
<br>
Fremea wonders why there even really has to be any discussion.<br>
"Just let him know and decide. At least that way he has a say in<br>
whether the end of the world matters to him or not. I am guessing,<br>
being someone that cares for knowledge, he will want to at least<br>
gather information about the creatures. He also might already have<br>
some important knowledge. Give him some rope to hang himself by<br>
basically, and see if he fits the noose over his own head."<br>
<br>
Thinking to herself, why does this have to be so hard anymore.<br>
We pick up people, even me, and tell them tons of information.<br>
Why is this one different. I will just have to be careful around<br>
this one too.<br>
<br>
Kiet says "Oooh...I have rope..."<br>
<br>
Zhou nods to the group, "it seems settled down. No one seems to<br>
have dire reason not to tell him so we'll give it a week or two<br>
and then I'll inform him on the details. We could use another<br>
person though as we grow larger our stealth shrinks." <br>
<br>
<br>
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<br>
[Date/Time: Days following the inspection but before the<br>
Big Storm event talking on the cover story roles.]<br>
<br>
Raban listens to what others say on his role from Zhou, Unali<br>
and Fremea. <br>
<br>
Raban grins happily, "Thank you Zhou, that blends the other's<br>
ideas quite well into a role to play. As long as I do not meet<br>
anyone from Kll'maun or who knows much about it, I should do fine.<br>
It would be best if you know some details from there I can use. A<br>
language from there should not be needed but could be a good idea<br>
if anyone knows one. An honorable Barbarian who owes a great debt<br>
covers up many of the problems and allows Fremea to give orders<br>
that can cover up the rest. I will need to work on limiting my<br>
observable skills, though some will be obvious if I fight. Is that<br>
a problem? My agility is exceptional for a large man and will show<br>
if I move rapidly during a fight. Other times it could be covered<br>
with some minor fumblings or deliberate mistakes. Likely you will<br>
not wish me to dance... It is a difficult thing you ask for an<br>
entertainer, an artist, to spoil his work but I will do so. Fremea<br>
can choose what area she wishes me to retain some skill to teach<br>
her and I will try to reduce the others to a novice's skill. But<br>
be warned, I do not know if that would fool someone skilled in<br>
those areas. Skill cannot be so easily lost and forcing mistakes<br>
can be detected. It would be best to keep to a few skills and do<br>
not use any of the others as many performers specialize. If the<br>
Kll'maun has preferred instruments, those would be the best<br>
choices. Likely Drum, Flute, Pipe or Whistle if they are<br>
Barbarians."<br>
<br>
"Should I prepare some jokes about my parentage? Question about<br>
my height do seem to come up in many conversations. 'What, me<br>
tall? But my tribe exiled me for being a runt' or more subtle 'I<br>
am not really sure but I did notice my Grandfather always looking<br>
smug about this huge white bear rug he has and my mother always<br>
seemed sad when she saw it.'"<br>
<br>
Zhou nods, "good it is settled." Then moves onto the next person<br>
to resolve their role.<br>
<br>
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<br>
[Junaqa 7th, 1634TH]<br>
[Winds: Average, Speed 6]<br>
[Distance this day: 30]<br>
[Weather: Overcast, Storms]<br>
[Temperatures: 55-74]<br>
<br>
As the storm approaches the clouds are wide and tall and seem to<br>
all clump up in one fast movement over an hour. It seems to come<br>
from all directions at once as if more than 3 storms are in the<br>
same area to form a super storm. Soon the waves build and build<br>
over time getting higher and higher.<br>
<br>
Kell watches the storm with the party and crew, and he looks<br>
more worried than most. His newly acquired seaman skills still<br>
leave him unsure. He's never been a big fan of oceans, preferring<br>
the mountains and deserts. Thinking out loud, "This looks really<br>
bad, very bad." He is a bit green again, after going through the<br>
other storms and being ok.<br>
<br>
Kell ponders this mightily. He tries to pace around and back and<br>
forth, as much as he can in the confined, rolling and rocking<br>
spaces. It is more of a falling around.<br>
<br>
Finding Chion and Arawn specifically, and the others as best he<br>
can, Ha'Kell asks, "Can we evacuate the crew, our party and horses<br>
to the shore before the ship sinks with magic? Better to have most<br>
of us survive then go down with the ship. Then perhaps someone can<br>
stay and if the ship goes down, rescue the captain and crew still<br>
here by magic?"<br>
<br>
"If the Blue Moon survives, then we can rejoin her after the<br>
storm. Fix her and be on our way. If not, we can acquire new<br>
transport and perhaps help our esteemed Captain in his<br>
misfortune."<br>
<br>
Ben'Dar masks his discomfort by glaring about angrily, thinking<br>
about how he suggested taking the land route.<br>
<br>
Ben'dar finds two large barrels and a length of strong rope and<br>
lashes them together. If the ship goes down, and Chion isn't on<br>
hand to teleport, he'll try to tie the barrels on either side of<br>
Tef'wo, then he'll hang on while the big horse swims to shore.<br>
<br>
Ben'dar knows horses can do streams and rivers. But in rough<br>
seas it will be very difficult and just hope he has the stamina.<br>
Then where is the coast? Which direction does the horse go?<br>
<br>
As the crew prepare the ship Z'leyra goes from person to person<br>
ask if they have spells able to save the ship. This doesn't help<br>
the morale of the sailors who overhear this. Finding a cask she<br>
holds onto it and her staff in case she needs to float to shore.<br>
<br>
Arawn prays to the gods for safe passage.<br>
<br>
Ben'dar with his barrels ready in the hold prepares to tie down<br>
the horses. He knows they will panic as the storm gets going.<br>
He wonders why Z'leyra isn't here calming them down.<br>
<br>
Caladan finds Z'leyra, "no. I don't know the spell I know<br>
storm magic but not for the sea. I suggest you head to the hold<br>
and talk to the horses. If they start rocking about and getting<br>
antsy the ship will move further side to side."<br>
<br>
Fremea has never seen such a storm like this before. Hiding<br>
below she knows she could never stay aloft in this storm without<br>
some serious work. She could escape to shore if she can find<br>
it in this mess but the others would likely not make it.<br>
<br>
Kell green face goes to his cabin to secure his things from<br>
going in all directions. he wonders where Squirt has gone off<br>
but likely chasing some rat oblivious to the storm.<br>
<br>
As Kiet prepares his gear and cabin his stomach twists. Not<br>
from the motion of the ship but he has been through this before.<br>
The storm that shipwrecked him in the Dark Lands a few months ago<br>
wasn't as big as this one but he doesn't like going through this<br>
same situation again.<br>
<br>
Raban finds himself in the most need of balance as the ship<br>
rocks. Several sailors recruit him in case they need to secure<br>
the hold and beams. his strength might be the difference between<br>
a small hole being a huge one.<br>
<br>
Soon one sailor recruits Caladan to join him in the storeroom.<br>
"You can do fire right?" Caladan nods. "We may need to heat<br>
up our repair mix to seal holes. Help me setup the equipment."<br>
the two work fast to prepare emergency hull breach gear and<br>
the smelly mix of sealants.<br>
<br>
The others in the party simply prepare their gear and cabins.<br>
When one is up against a force of nature like this one can only<br>
sit back and wait. Little can be done and no one seems to know<br>
the spell to end this storm.<br>
<br>
Farseeker helps other sailors secure items in cabins from<br>
breaking as the ship bucks wildly.<br>
<br>
Whitney watches as Z'leyra and others go around asking if<br>
anyone has the sea powers magics to save the ship. He is<br>
amazed at the answers. With a ship full of 10 spell casters<br>
at least 3 of those very powerful casters, none seem to have<br>
the spells or knowledge. But he also knows that it would<br>
require a high level Calm spell rite to protect this ship.<br>
An apprentice might be able to protect a rowboat but a ship<br>
this huge would need a moderate Calm spell. As others hurry<br>
back and forth he feels useless for a few long minutes. Finally<br>
when the ship is hit on the starboard side by a huge wave he<br>
is thrown against the opposite wall hitting his knee hard. He<br>
growls and that wisp of pain seems to finally resolve the issue.<br>
He leaves the safety of the messhall where he was sitting and<br>
heads for the stairs top deck.<br>
<br>
As Whitney passes the hold the door is open and he can hear<br>
Arawn, Ben'dar and Caladan trying to calm the horses down.<br>
At least 3 are so nervous they are stomping the deck. Caladan<br>
suggests making them sleep but Ben'dar reminds him if they<br>
need to swim a sleeping horse is a dead horse. Whitney passes<br>
quickly and gets to the stairs. he climbs them and has to shove<br>
at the locked hatch above his head that opens like a 45 degree<br>
door top up. He has to push heavy due to the wind and sheets of<br>
rain. As the rain drenches him in just 2 seconds he closes the<br>
door and looks around the deck. He can see the Captain and First<br>
Mate struggling with the keel and wheel among other devices. In<br>
front two sailors struggle to hold the rigging into one piece.<br>
Another sailor is moving heavy anchor chain away from the side<br>
so the anchor isn't lost. Whitney closes the stair hatch and<br>
stands and realizes the storm is all around now. The sky is<br>
midnight black with no hint it is daylight. In fact the only<br>
light is that of the intense lightning that is flashing in every<br>
direction and height at least 5 flashes every 2-3 seconds. Whitney<br>
becomes a bit green at the swaying deck. He gulps and curses<br>
himself for this foolish act. Not a inkling of seaman or even<br>
swimming skill and he is up on deck. He wonders if the Choshai<br>
who hit him when he was captured him messed up his brain and<br>
made him insane. The others don't seem to notice him at first too<br>
busy to react. He notices the captain is tied by rope to some<br>
inner railings away from the ocean side railings. He nods and<br>
looks around for ropes. The blinding rain and wind is bad enough<br>
but after several falls on the deck onto his knees he finds a piece<br>
of rope and traces it to a cabinet hinged nearby. When the ship<br>
rocks to port he is tossed sideways on the deck and rolls a few<br>
feet. He realizes he could go over if he doesn't act fast so<br>
grabs the rope and hangs on for life. When the ship regains its<br>
balance he crawls back and unlocks the cabinet to find a good<br>
200 foot length of rope it looks like. He hears shouting behind<br>
him but the wind is too strong to understand it. As he ties the<br>
rope to his waist he slowly stands. He then finds a control<br>
railing near the downed secondary rigging and ties the other end<br>
of the rope to it. He gulps and realizes he doesn't even know how<br>
to tie a rope well! If only he had listened to that acrobat talk<br>
about ropes but it was a bit boring at the time. Maybe next time<br>
he'll listen closer. He hopes the knot is tight and to ensure<br>
it ties it again and this time through a spar connection on the<br>
rigging itself. Standing slowly he starts to pray silently enough<br>
only he can hear himself but even then its too faint over the<br>
wind. <br>
<br>
As Whitney crossed to the port side expanse to the side railing<br>
just a few feet over the ocean the Captain finally sees him<br>
and yells for him to go below. Whitney turns and smiles and<br>
raises a hand in a victory sign. The First mate near the captain<br>
mutters "the fool will kill himself!" The Captain simply nods,<br>
"let him if he wishes. If he goes over he's dead we won't be<br>
able to get him."<br>
<br>
As Whitney closes into the railing he realizes he doesn't<br>
like these type of ships. The side isn't a wall like on some<br>
pleasure ships. They are simply railings made of long timbers<br>
or planks. One to lean against and makes the top and then<br>
every 4-5 feet it looks like one thin timber piece to support<br>
the top rail. In between the gaps is nothing but air. One<br>
slip and you go through. Whitney curses to himself and makes<br>
a mental note, "note to self : LEARN TO SWIM." He knows this<br>
type of railing allows for easy cargo exchange for merchant<br>
ships and not made for sturdy support. As he reaches the<br>
top railing he realizes he didn't wound the rope around several<br>
times the rigging and support beams. If this rope is 200 foot<br>
and he goes overboard he might be pulled behind a corpse for<br>
some shark.<br>
<br>
The man not wanting to be known as a magician but as a wizard<br>
considers his final actions and begins to cast a pact rite to<br>
form an alliance with the water. As his stomach churns he holds<br>
on for dear life with his left hand and gestures with his right<br>
and casts the words. Hoping the pact was successful he then<br>
casts a summoning spell knowing that only one creature might<br>
be able to help. Only minor knowledge of the summonable force<br>
he desires he has read only a few lines on them or been taught<br>
by a certain friend long ago about the creatures. His only other<br>
information was books and even hearing Sven in the Dark Lands<br>
talk of the creatures. As lightning seems to hit almost directly<br>
over the ship he waits for the creature. Visibility is only<br>
20-30 feet at best. He wonders if the creature could be on the<br>
other side of the ship? He calls out to it and for help. As<br>
seconds move into minutes he realizes nothing is here. Not<br>
wanting to give up he recasts the pact and the summoning spell.<br>
he read the creature is powerful not your typical force to be<br>
summoned. It would take a high spell to likely get him. He<br>
knows he doesn't have that high power. Again as seconds move<br>
into minutes despair slowly comes to him as he realizes his<br>
knowledge and rites might not just be enough to summon the<br>
powerful creature.<br>
<br>
Meanwhile below deck the storm ravages the hull points. As<br>
timber, nails and pitch seem to interact in a wild dance causing<br>
dust, growls and metal pops the hull bucks ever so slightly.<br>
Many are fearful massive hull breaches will result. Since waves<br>
wash over the top deck new leaks begin to form all over the ship<br>
some as drips and some as big as minor streams.<br>
<br>
In Fremea and Arawn's cabin, Fremea sits silently on the bed.<br>
She isn't used to this severe of a storm. The wind alone could<br>
probably make her die in it since flying against the gales would<br>
be difficult. Feeling slightly useless not having that Calm<br>
Sea spell Z'leyra asked for she just waits. An evacuation could<br>
be needed at any time. She might be useful there at least taking<br>
one or two to shore by magic. She wonders why Chion is so blasted<br>
calm knowing he might have to teleport the entire ship's people<br>
and horses ashore. Yet she noticed him walk the halls helping<br>
sailors when he can and joking with them by betting on where<br>
leaks might occur next. Suddenly outside a wave slams into the<br>
ship tilting the ship so severely Fremea is knocked off the bed<br>
to the left and slammed into the nearby wall. As she lands on<br>
her stomach she rolls and begins to pull herself u when she<br>
notices the bed moving fast with her. With only a second of<br>
movement the bed slams into her shoulder and slams her against<br>
the wall knocking her head up against the wall hard enough to<br>
do a minor crack in the wood. She slumps to the floor out<br>
cold.<br>
<br>
In the passenger storeroom Unali is helping a sailor secure<br>
crates and barrels to ropes. When the big wave hits a barrel<br>
escapes its bindings and rolls toward them. Unali is able to<br>
push the sailor away and she leaps over the tiny barrel easily<br>
as it slams against the wall.<br>
<br>
In the messhall pans slam to the floor and spice flasks fly<br>
across the wooden shelf. One flask made of glass shatters<br>
as it hits the floor. Others in the ship are able to maintain<br>
their balance though Caladan almost nearly is crushed when<br>
a 800 pound horse suddenly decides the wall is a good place<br>
to hold him up, only Caladan happened to be between the horse<br>
and wall. But Caladan had slipped feet first under the horse<br>
to escape the last second crushing.<br>
<br>
In the same hold with Caladan, Arawn steadies himself and<br>
notices Tef'wo seems awfully calm compared to the other horses.<br>
Again he seems to be taking a leadership with the other horses<br>
to sway them to calmness. But when Arawn does a double take<br>
he notices Tef'wo is staring at him. For a few heartbeats Arawn<br>
seems to notice those black eyes piece his own. Tef'wo nods<br>
and makes a funny noise and then seems to lose interest in Arawn<br>
and moves a foot forward to steady himself. Arawn turns to<br>
watch Ben'dar fight another horse from heading up the ramp and<br>
notices the chaos reminds him of those traveling circus things<br>
the humans liked in Marentia. They had those tiny wagons of<br>
zoo cages and such. Zoo - Zu! Arawn's mind pings as he realizes<br>
Zu could be of great help here. Without a second thought he<br>
turns and heads for the hold door and stairs.<br>
<br>
Topside Whitney has wasted almost four minutes at the railing<br>
trying to summon help. But his skill seems too low or his<br>
spells failed. He feels weakened not only from the sheets of<br>
rain but his energy seems zapped from the spell use and he<br>
isn't sure he can cast another one. A moment earlier a heavy<br>
wave hit the other side of the ship and sent the port side<br>
tilting to the water at a impossible angle. That's when Whitney<br>
knew he was dead when the ocean floor became closer by the<br>
heartbeat. He gripped on the railing with dear life and tries to<br>
pull himself backwards as the ship slanted sideways. When the<br>
impact of the force made his stomach hit the railing he almost<br>
lost his morning's meals right there. Just as his body moves<br>
forward and begins to feel like it is about to go overboard<br>
a huge 14 foot wave slams into his side of the ship. The<br>
tidal wave slams into Whitney with the force of 5-6 full cargo<br>
wagons it seems. He is thrown backwards with the stone like<br>
water and goes flying at least 6.5 feet. With breath blown<br>
out of him he is blinded by the water but feels the impact<br>
of the deck a second later hard. As he continues to slide<br>
starboard side something sharp maybe a loose nail rips his<br>
left arm to shreds and blood begins to pour forth. A half<br>
second later his head impacts against a foot rail somewhere<br>
near the provision lockers hard enough to bruise his head.<br>
<br>
Below Raban hears the slam of something loud in Arawn's cabin<br>
and rushes into to find the top of Fremea's wings along the<br>
wall and a bed up against them. With one move he kicks the bed<br>
away and reaches for Fremea. He knows she could be hurt so checks<br>
her first. Her spine and neck seem to be not broken so gently<br>
lifts her up. He yells for Z'leyra but last he saw she was some<br>
other place in the front of the ship. Raban places her limp form<br>
on the bed and checks her pulse. He finds her not bleeding but<br>
just knocked out and doing well. Raban growls at the ship for<br>
being led into this storm and will have a stern talking to the<br>
captain if he gets the chance. <br>
<br>
As Whitney shakes off the blow and gasps for air he rolls onto<br>
his back from his die. he then feels the wound on his arm and<br>
groans. As he looks up he places a finger to his head and notices<br>
someone or something is staring down at him. In the darkness he<br>
squints but his vision is stinging from the rain and the head<br>
bump. When lightning flashes overhead he notices a humanoid standing<br>
with hands on hips and then he notices the head with pointed<br>
ears. He gasps as he realizes this demon must be here to avenge<br>
some failed summons. He reaches for a weapon he can't seem to<br>
find and then notices the form bend down and reach a hand. He<br>
then realizes Arawn's voice say something but the wind is too hard<br>
it sounded like, "here let me help you." Whitney is relieved to<br>
know a demon isn't here to kill him for now. As he stands<br>
with Arawn's help he presses a hand to the arm wound. Arawn<br>
tells him to go below. When Whitney tries to protest Arawn<br>
says something like "good try, I'll try now." Then again he might<br>
have said "good going, I'll now try" or something. The head wound<br>
has dazed him. Knowing that he may be tapped out of spell energy<br>
and likely too dazed to concentrate to hold a pact Whitney<br>
stumbles for the stairs.<br>
<br>
Arawn takes the rope off of Whitney and ties it around his own<br>
waist. He hadn't thought of that so it was a good thing he saw<br>
Whitney do it. As Whitney heads below he realizes he has only<br>
been training in sea skills a few days. The basics of standing<br>
on ship as it moves was taught so that will help. he knows<br>
how to swim as well thanks to the Sidh healing pools in his<br>
father's private gardens. He begins to pray to the sidh gods<br>
first and then to the elemental gods. He gives homage to<br>
Domiel and begins to praise Zu. He knows from his mother Zu<br>
can be a kind god but needs to be praised to get a rise out<br>
of him. As Arawn moves to the same railing where Whitney<br>
was he begins to consider his move. Arawn glances at the<br>
ship crew and shakes his head at the decline for blessing. But<br>
they had said helping the body is good but they would prefer<br>
skill help first. Their sailor phobias in general also made<br>
them decline the offer. Arawn in the minute or two to get<br>
here thought of his options. He knows to stop the storm<br>
there is likely no spell to do so. But if one can stop the<br>
storm waters that might help. Then the thought of the zoo<br>
came to him and Zu. <br>
<br>
Knowing that he needs to be close to the water, Arawn also<br>
knows its dangerous. He begins to cast a pact spell as<br>
Whitney attempted with the sea itself. As he ends he knows<br>
there was no time to grab Z'leyra's staff for help. The offer<br>
was good but holding a staff, gesturing with another free hand<br>
leaves room for only standing against walls of water. Very<br>
dangerous situation. Arawn feels no change around him and<br>
after a minute realizes the spell must've failed. After another<br>
minute he recasts the spell. having some experience in summoing<br>
his skill is higher and hopes it is sufficient to call the<br>
force here to help. As the rite for an elemental pact is finished<br>
he feels his neck tingle and realizes there is some move on the<br>
spell and guesses it to be successful. his senses seem to show<br>
the dark ocean slightly more grayish in hue. He is amazed at<br>
this new visual cue of his own inner awareness. As a small wave<br>
washes over his waist he starts to summons the force he needs.<br>
finishing up the spell he simply waits and prays.<br>
<br>
Whitney frowns as he stands on the hold deck level and tries to<br>
ring out his clothes. He growls and feels Arawn is taking his<br>
thunder literally from him. But he is tapped out and it seems<br>
his skill isn't sufficient. The force must've been just too<br>
strong to call. He shrugs and heads to the storeroom to find<br>
something to dry himself with. To think he could've saved the<br>
ship with one spell and he had this great speech prepared in<br>
his mind. He realizes experience will help next time and<br>
maybe next time he'll be able to pull it off.<br>
<br>
Thirty seconds pass top side and Arawn glances around. Time<br>
seems to slow or at least it seems that way as he concentrates<br>
and waits. Finally as he is glancing aft something out the<br>
side of his eye catches his attention. He turns and notices<br>
something large in the now grayish looking water. He smiles<br>
and nods at it.<br>
<br>
The creature not 8 feet away from the port side of the ship<br>
looks fantastic to Arawn. The body looks to be at least 25-30<br>
feet in length. The water serpent looks comfortable in the water<br>
as it swims fast alongside the ship. The serpent is green in<br>
color On the snake's head are hooked horns, with placid green<br>
eyes and multi-hued scales. Arawn has never seen a Water Serpent<br>
a Zu favorite personally. He has heard stories of them and<br>
only rumors. This one is from his world and powerful he knows.<br>
<br>
As Arawn begins to shout praises to the serpent and a request<br>
for help against the storm his eyes widen as he notices the<br>
snake is losing ground, or in this case water. With the speed<br>
of the talisman and the hurricane force winds the ship is moving<br>
even faster than the swift snake. The snake is fast, even more<br>
than Fremea and the ship on a normal day. But soon it looks<br>
like it begins to tire. Arawn glances around for rope or something<br>
to help it or the snake will lose ground and the ship will be<br>
doomed.<br>
<br>
As he glances around in the darkness he begins to untie his<br>
own rope even at great risk. When a large aura of magic<br>
bursts from the ocean Arawn glances up and notices a blue aura<br>
around the snake. Watching in amazement the snake seems to<br>
speed up ever so slightly and gain some distance. Then suddenly<br>
with a magical force Arawn only saw once with that Kotothi<br>
Shaman who could jump in the trees, the snake leaps through<br>
the air with a great massive jump or movement spell. If all<br>
things were equal with that force of magic he could probably<br>
jump over a 25 foot wall! But this one is limited by the<br>
force of movement, wind and rain. The snake soars over the<br>
head of Arawn even as he instinctively ducks. The water serpent<br>
easily overcomes the tall railing and impacts onto the deck<br>
itself with a wet thud. Arawn stares at amazement at the<br>
magic of this demigod creature. But he realizes that only<br>
half of it is still on the deck struggling to get on board<br>
even as the sea pulls him in the opposite direction. Arawn<br>
wished the giant was here but he tries to help the large<br>
snake haul itself aboard. Just in time to see the crew that<br>
are on deck pull swords and charge.<br>
<br>
Below those on the hold deck hear a sudden thud and wonder<br>
if the rigging just fell? In Fremea's cabin she soon wakes<br>
and stares at the smiling Raban who helps her up and gives<br>
her some water from a water skin.<br>
<br>
A few moments later Arawn raises both hands up and yells to<br>
the 2 sailors and First mate to halt. He yells the creature<br>
is here to help. Weary the crew remain in place for a few<br>
seconds. The snake coils up into a heap and wraps itself around<br>
a cabinet for support. It hisses at the crew but makes no move.<br>
The captain stares and knows his ship could sink and now they<br>
could be eaten alive before they drown. The fool Elf is there<br>
next to it as if its a pet. That darn ferret animal is bad<br>
enough now a 30 foot snake? He growls but suddenly at the forward<br>
end of the ship a sudden blast of light and wood hits the ship<br>
as lightning hits the front port side destroying a 4 foot section<br>
of railing there and impacting into the deck itself going below<br>
into the brig cell where it stops causing a small discharge of<br>
electrical fire and smoke. <br>
<br>
As sailors, Z'leyra and Chion head to put out the fire in the<br>
brig cage the smoke rolls through the hall. Both Arawn and<br>
the demigod snake jerk back at the bolt of lightning only 20-30<br>
feet away. Arawn glances to the sky and wonders if some god<br>
who hates Zu or this snake or even him did that on purpose?<br>
The snake seems to consider the same thing and hisses as steam<br>
leaves its breath from the temperature change and water.<br>
<br>
The captain orders the two sailors to inspect the damage and<br>
returns to the steering station. Finally Arawn turns to the<br>
demigod and bows. Knowing that isn't enough he kneels before<br>
the snake. Technically he might be of higher status than the<br>
snake but in this case it is a desperate situation. The snake<br>
turns to Arawn and stares intently for a good two minutes as the<br>
storm rages around them. When Arawn finally raises his head<br>
and pleads their case it seems the snake recognizes the Alfar<br>
for what he is rather than who he is. The Elf stares at the<br>
eyes and can tell his intentions through his empathic connection<br>
the snake is a kind creature. He doesn't know its name but<br>
continues to ask for help to save the ship and its people.<br>
<br>
The snake stares for moments that seem hours to Arawn and flicks<br>
its tongue. Finally Arawn realizes the snake may not understand<br>
him but the snake isn't stupid. The snake nods and seems to<br>
understand by pure intelligence at the desperate situation. He<br>
raises his horned head to the sky and Arawn senses another great<br>
surge of magical energy build. <br>
<br>
Arawn blinks once, twice and then a loud clap of thunder hits<br>
overhead. Then suddenly the rain stops. Arawn blinks and wipes<br>
his face. he glances around and notices the waves seem to be<br>
calming down. As the snake lowers its head and stares at Arawn<br>
the wind also seems to slow down by more than half its speed.<br>
Arawn glances around and notices the storm hasn't stopped as it<br>
rages on all around them in every direction. Even above him<br>
flashes are still seen. Yet the aura around the ship is a light<br>
red as if a bubble of magic protects the ship from the storm.<br>
A calm sea indeed. The powerful magic seems to cover the entire<br>
ship and then some. Even as waves seem to explode against the<br>
bubble the ship moves forward.<br>
<br>
The sailors forward and the officers in back stand tall and<br>
look around in confusion. They stare at Arawn who simply points<br>
at the snake and smiles. Arawn finally stands and looks around.<br>
<br>
Below the party and sailors suddenly feel the ship stop as if<br>
the ship left the storm or it stopped. Confused they slowly<br>
begin to make their way top side only to discover the large<br>
snake.<br>
<br>
Whitney growls at the situation and stares at the snake.<br>
<br>
Caladan asks, "this will save us. You have done a good<br>
thing today."<br>
<br>
Arawn shrugs at the wizard but glances at Whitney. He<br>
admits it was really Whitney's idea as it seemed he tried to<br>
do it first but became wounded. Then Arawn glances at Ben'dar<br>
and adds, "and someone else gave the idea to me." He smiles<br>
and lets the snake just stare at the party.<br>
<br>
The first mate gets his bearings though has no landmarks and<br>
knows the wheel hasn't been moved that much so his direction<br>
continues south. Using that information and his own seaman<br>
skills he guides the ship forward through the storm in the<br>
magical bubble's safety.<br>
<br>
The Captain orders damage reports. As sailors roam the ship<br>
to check for damage the fire is put out below quickly. But<br>
as the fire is finally put out the forward beams seem to crack<br>
under the damage of the lightning strike and a gash in the<br>
hull bursts open. Water comes in but not gushing as the water<br>
line isn't all that bad in this section. If the storm was<br>
going on it would be a gush beyond control. Sailors with the<br>
help of Farseker and Caladan patch the hole within ten minutes<br>
but the brig is flooded a bit. Someone will be on bail and<br>
mop duty soon. Smaller breaches of quarter or fist size are<br>
also patched up quickly. Overall the ship took moderate damage<br>
but not enough to sink her out right.<br>
<br>
Whitney wishes he had the energy to talk to the spell but does<br>
not. Arawn considers his own tongues spell but gets a deep<br>
impression the snake doesn't wish to communicate. Arawn is<br>
desperate to know if he could convey a message to his parents<br>
or get a message yet the snake seems to not want to deal with<br>
that at all. Whenever Arawn attempts to start for such a<br>
request Arawn senses not so friendly emotions boil up. Its<br>
hard to pin the emotions down even with his empathic ability.<br>
But he doesn't want to risk the ship so decides to let the<br>
matter drop.<br>
<br>
As the ship moves through the storm it takes almost 40 minutes<br>
to finally escape the south edge of the hurricane like storm.<br>
Once the storm is broken through the snake realizes this and<br>
stares at Arawn. Arawn considers the subject of his home again<br>
but he simply repeats his name as Arawn and gives his line of<br>
birth. The snake gives off a soft hiss as if irrirtated to be<br>
here for almost an hour. Arawn gets the hint and bows in<br>
gratitude to the snake. his heart pounds as he so desperately<br>
wishes to convey a message to his parents. He hopes the snake<br>
will remember his name and somehow convey to his parents he<br>
was seen well and alive. With a sad frown he begins to cast<br>
a banish spell. With the last word and a flick of his fingers<br>
the snake disappears back to the upper world. It clearly wanted<br>
to remain here longer than it should've through the basic<br>
summoning duration. A sign to Arawn that it wanted to help the<br>
ship as if fated to do so? A demigod as powerful as him would<br>
remain here that long to help mortals or in this case Alfar<br>
if he had the power or the Powers that Be deemed it so.<br>
<br>
Fremea frowns at the snake leaving and wonders if it was a<br>
Kotothi snake. Yet the Elf didn't attack it.<br>
<br>
As the ship zooms away from the storm the speed decreases<br>
greatly. As damage to the hull, broken items and horses<br>
helped the day settles back into a routine. Z'leyra tends<br>
to Fremea's and Whitney's wounds. At least two other sailors<br>
also took minor damage during the storm but light.<br>
<br>
Caladan finds Whitney, "your bravery today showed me we can<br>
trust you. You tried to save us. Sometimes even Z'leyra here"<br>
He waves a hand at the Healer bandaging his arm. "Fails in<br>
some spells. It happens. You thought of it first and that<br>
matters. it is just ironic." He leans against his staff. "That<br>
no one here knows the spell the snake did." He then laughs<br>
and walks away.<br>
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Actions? Comments?<br>
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Next Update...Friday...<br>
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GM: Wow that was fun. Too bad the ship didn't sink. Man I gotta<br>
get meaner! Good idea Whitney, Arawn. Sorry for the delay<br>
the usual storms, power outages erasing a chunk of the update,<br>
small family crisis (over now), work, life, blah blah. My<br>
editor who reads these things is on vacation to some far<br>
off eastern lands where the evil rulers force health care<br>
on you and speak in weird accents. So this and the next 3-4<br>
updates might be sloppy so bear with me. :)<br>
<br>
GM: Friday I will work on the next event. The next update should<br>
cover 4-5 more events easy to handle. The next one after<br>
that will be an event that may need actions. But it won't<br>
be as critical as this one. It will be a good 2 weeks or<br>
so from now so we're moving along. By end of next update<br>
ship will only be about 2 weeks out from Katai game time.<br>
Probably by end of the month we'll be in Katai (our time).<br>
I suspect next encounter will go fast. I will start to<br>
write up the update Wednesday night. I also plan to work<br>
on sheets and update them as best I can in the next couple<br>
of weeks. Hope to get sheets out to folks by land fall in<br>
Katai. Stay tuned...<br>
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