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The crewman Gil is pretty confident he's being honestseems to sincerely consider Gil’s question for a moment. “Well, everything I’ve heard was second hand at best, but I recall that all the talk was about ‘ship’ and ‘wreck’ and such.” He gives Gil a slightly patronizing look. “These are island folk, after all,” he reminds Gil. “I don’t know if they’d confuse a vessel for…a big dead bird or something? As for whether it was all some kind of fever dream, it’s hard to say. The way I heard it, everyone who actually witnessed the crash is among the dead.”


 

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"Fair 'nuff, fair 'nuff. Ya hear someone sayin' they know somethin', send 'em our way, yeah?" Gil flipped the second coin to the sailor. He wasn't quite utterly sure he hadn't just been played, but the gent seemed alright and they'd not get anything from anyone else if word got around they weren't good on their offers.

Gil strolled off, stewing a little bit about what they'd heard. "Whaddaya think, Tolan? Ship crashin' from the sky, critters off it killin' farmers. No one who saw it still livin', sorta cuts the whole thing off, yeah? Farmers 're pretty tough birds too. They got pitchforks an' scythes an' stuff."


 


 
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The man catches the coin cleanly, holds it up in a gesture of thanks, then pockets it. "I'm the only one aboard from Grumbulund," he tells them, "so I'm about as expert as you'll find here. I don't think you'll have trouble finding me, you have anything else." Then he politely departs, a little spring in his step despite the extra weight in his pocket.


 
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Tolan looked up and Gil and shrugged. "That went better than I thought. Although I think he gave us more questions than answers." He thought for a moment. "I have never heard of a ship flying so those tales are a little hard to believe." The rogue grinned and rubbed his hands together. "I for one am excited to see what is in store for us at the wreck. Until then I am going to try to blend in with the crew and see what I can learn."

 
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As the adventurers settle into shipboard life over the first few days, Tolan spends much of his free time skulking around eavesdropping, looking for any interesting scuttlebutt. He learns nothing more about the wreck – no surprise, given what the Grumbulundian crewman reported. He does, however, pick up a few opinions and allegations potentially of interest. First, it is reassuring to hear that Captain Schon’s competence and justice are both generally well regarded. Second, the local jarls under King Redaxe are little more than barbarian chieftains. Many are irritated that Redaxe has left them vulnerable by devoting so many resources to helping with the pirate scourge.

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The conversation with Captain Schon concluded and Morgan was relieved that she at least wasn't met with any further open animosity. Both Gil and Tolan did agree to ask the crew for stories, and as much as she was thankful that they seemed willing to hear her out, she was even more thankful that they didn't address how it was good that she was going to stay behind. The primordial woman watched with calm eyes as the two men approached the sailor who she had noticed before, yet even as she wanted to count on these new companions Morgan couldn't help but feel like it was important that she would hear the exact wordings herself. Trust... I want to give it... but what if they were careless or untruthful again...? This is important. The guarded life cleric couldn't help but worry that these stories that Schon had refused to speak on before might be disregarded by Gil and Tolan if they wouldn't understand its import and thus while she wasn't going to talk to the crewman herself, she slowly maneuvered herself into a position just far enough to listen while still appearing unassuming. It was difficult to disguise her idleness as disinterest, yet in this case her blank expression worked in her favour when she simply looked out over the waves and made no eye contact while listening in.

From a distance Morgan was able to witness how Gil knew to use gold to buy the sailors favor and easily got him to speak on the shipwreck's tale as well as its threat to the local population of farmers. A creature that must be hunted...? This does make for something easier to put into song... The idea that a vessel had fallen out of the sky reminded the hunter-gatherer of the wonders that she had seen in Xyco and that had given her much to think about yet little to tell without confusing anybody who she could have approached to listen. A ship is an incredibly heavy thing... If not flying monsters, it must have been divine intervention or maybe the learned kind of magic... Even as she knew of the might of Umberlee and was convinced that the Wavemother could easily throw a ship to be crashed on a coast, Morgan was also convinced that this wouldn't happen in a manner that could be confused with the ship merely falling from the sky. So the matter of what the man had said was still rather unfathomable, yet Morgan was willing to believe in it as the truth. It made the matter of investigating the wreck more of a curiosity, but at the same time, the life cleric was also very willing to end whatever murdering creature had appeared together with the wreck. We shall aid the population... even if I had not found the magical chimes, this is something adventurers like us ought to settle. Morgan didn't know when she had started to think of herself more as an adventurer than what she had been in the past, yet somehow the thought didn't feel bad. The genasi gained a manner of confidence and purpose as she thought of herself in that sense.

Just like she had asked of him before, Tolan integrated himself in the crew before him and Gil gave her their report, yet since Morgan had actually been able to hear their conversation from a distance she wasn't out of the loop. Not knowing if Gil meant to do the same, the primordial waif approached him and spoke in her normal voice. "It was... a grande tale... But I believe him..." The water genasi didn't feel shy to reveal that she had been listening in, but even knowing that Gil was an open sort of man she felt a little pressure as she expressed her thoughts to him. The typical fear of judgment ever gnawed on the back of her mind. "I think... it does not matter if we comprehend how a ship fell from the sky... but maybe we'll find... the answer when we look..." Her deep green eyes regarded the male half-elf thoughtfully as she considered that speaking her mind might give him guidance for the sake of connecting in his own way with this important quest. She didn't think of him as too impulsive to care, yet she was worried he wouldn't think deeply enough without her input. Morgan couldn't remember the last time she had approached a conversation like this herself, it must have been months. "Mysterious circumstance aside... this has now become a hunt... Of hunting I know, just like I know of my gods. And if you want to hunt well and not be hunted yourself, you need to learn of your prey..." She gave him another meaningful gaze that was meant to stimulate Gil's thoughts, before Morgan finished her little speech. "For now... we are on a voyage... Yet when we arrive we shall seek all knowledge we can gather before engaging our foe... It is rare to hunt an unknown, yet even if those who knew most lost their lives... we might understand more of its behavior... maybe even lay a trap..." Her webbed hand reached out to clasp Gil's shoulder. "For now though... we live on this ship... among Schon's men..." It was noticeable that the thought worried Morgan somehow. She knew she was bound to seclude herself similarly to Storm, yet she wanted Gil not to misunderstand. "You may... seek me out... We are pack!"
 
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Storm stayed in his quarters waiting for the others to visit and converse with him. And every night the 'DREAM'. (https://www.rpgcrossing.com/showthre...78#post9391478) And every day he awoke in a cold sweat.( wondering how as dragonborn don't sweat). He tried once to go on deck but saw the blue sea in every direction for as far as he could see. And fear took him and he rushed back down to his quarters. Always pacing and quoting his mantra.

" Only fools get on boat to drown at sea and die!", He spent his days praying to Zeus and practicing his spells granted from such prayers. Trying to find the courage to overcome his fear.
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Gil nodded to Tolan. "Lotta questions, yeah. Sure, anything ya can find out can't hurt, might help." He was still musing on the sailor's tale when Morgan approached.

"Dunno if I buy the tale, Morgan, but I think the feller was straight up 'bout what he heard anyhow. World's full o' odd stuff. Mebbe the farmers'll know more when we get there."

"Mysterious circumstance aside... this has now become a hunt... Of hunting I know, just like I know of my gods. And if you want to hunt well and not be hunted yourself, you need to learn of your prey..." Gil's eyes lit up. "Huntin' now, huntin' I know since I was knee-high. Tolan's on the lookout fer more info, but 'til we get close, might not be more ta be had. Hard ta hunt 'fore we're on the trail. 'Til then, got my mind more on who's huntin' us. Gonna keep to topside much as I can, 'nother set o' eyes on the water. Ya hear me yellin' up top, grab Storm an' come runnin' 'cause it'll mean somethin' thinks we're prey, an' whoever that is gonna learn diff'rent the hard way."


 


 
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While Tolan spends most of his time below deck with the crew, and Storm metaphorically counts the ceiling tiles, most hours Morgan and Gil enjoy the fresher air up top, weather permitting. Gil tells himself that he’s helping to keep watch, but the half-elf has always been PP 10easily distracted. When the time comes, Morgan spots the distant sail first. But before the cautious cleric commits to speaking up, the one of the crew is already raising the alarm, and taking the initiative to take the crow’s nest. “Sail, ho!”

Cutting through the waves is a sleek ship with a red painted hull. It quickly becomes clear that the vessel is on an interception course with The Journey. As it gets closer, Morgan and Gil notice a black flag sporting a triangular red symbol flying from the top of the mast. “The Devil’s Fin,” hisses Captain Schon, right before she starts barking orders to the crew. It’s clear that she intends to flee.


 
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Mulling over the possibilities of flying ships quickly paled for Gil. The steady roll of the ship lulled him into daydreams of ale, hunting, arson, and creative ways to combine the three, leaving him looking entirely the wrong way when the call went up from the crew. "That's us, Morgan! Back in a sec."

He rushed down the hatch, staying below just long enough to bang on doors and shout "Tolan! Storm! Pirates tailin' us!" before running back up. Back on deck, he tried to get a better look at the red ship. "They faster than us, do ya think, Morgan?" He peered again, shading his eyes and trying to find the ropes holding the pirate's sails and yardarms aloft.


 


 
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Storm Storm looked toward the door. " Pirates? Are you pulling my leg again?" He called out after Gil. His sword already in hand. ( Ain't no pirate gonna sink no boat I'm on.) The now very angry dragonborn thought. Probably sounded like raging Bull as he came up from below.

"PRIATES! WHERE ARE THEY I'LL KILL THEM ALL DEAD! "
Storm yelled as he stepped out on deck lightening surrounding him his magic ready as is his internal dragon ability. The sky above him turns grey.

His eyes flash with angry lightening. He stares out at the pirate ship with death in his eyes. " COME AND FRY! COME ON OVER AND DIE PIRATES! IM. READY FOR YOU. AND SO IS ZEUS' JUSTICE!" He yells out at them sword waving above his head. Ready to dish out as much death as he can. He stands a raging STORM of a tank ready to explode.




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Knowing that Gil was the most similar landwalker to her kind that she had met so far, Morgan still followed through on her earlier sentiment as she searched herself a corner on top of the deck that she could isolate herself in. As open as a vessel like The Journey was though, it was more than difficult for her to get at a dead angle from the crew. It wasn't that she hated them for Schon's faithless laws or because they thought her an unwelcome outsider, but with time on her hands and nothing else to do the primordial woman found herself wishing she could practice more on the musicals which she would eventually play to carry her message. If I lack the confidence to tell the world what I must... I shall show them by example... And after the strange mouse creature Hammer had given her the holographic instrument during Morgan's last visit to Xyco, the life cleric had found the one tool that allowed her to show so much more of herself than she had ever done before. The gauntlet-like ringlets that she would wear on her fingers were so different compared to the bells and gongs that she learned to chime with on the bottom of the ocean, yet in her last few months of recuperation in Westhaven, Morgan had gotten the hang of it and how similar it was to play the magical item. It was a simple form of music that made her nostalgic and determined at once, and although the genasi felt that her skill was presentable enough that she hadn't to shy away from playing publicly, it was the holographic images that she still couldn't do right and didn't want others to see her practice.

Facing the choice of abandoning her muse, abandoning the sight of the weaves or risking others to observe her unfinished art, Morgan's choice naturally fell on the latter. She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable to show any flaws or vulnerabilities in the foreign environment of this vessel's population, yet knowing herself well enough the hunter-gatherer decided that the alternatives were even more uncomfortable. When she settled down at the front deck towards the nose of the ship, Morgan had chosen the position partially because it allowed her to stay out of everybody's way, and as prominent of a position as it was, it still felt distant enough that she hoped the crew wouldn't just walk up to her. Composing like she had done in Westhaven was out of the question, yet after she got over her somber dejection at being too shy to do this, the daughter of the waves realized that she could still practice emitting the more difficult holographic shapes without revealing the unfinished images of her orchestra. It wouldn't help her finish the pieces that she meant to perform eventually, but it would still bring her forward in the grand scheme of things. With her back to the remainder of the ship Morgan sat at the front as she tenderly touched the air in front of her, and in response, musical notes rung out from chimes that were nowhere to be seen. In the end the notes didn't truly combine into melodies, but their clearness and timbre still were able to be considered pretty.

Morgan did her best to shield the holographic images with her own body as she sat on the wooden floor and let the single-note music ring out across the whole deck. She was aware that people were staring and hoped it would not be another reason for mutiny, but in the back of her mind she knew that more than likely the most Schon or the crew would do was tell her to stop. The music could be described as idle and faded a bit into the background, yet the spitting miniature image of herself that was going through various motions right in front of her was more than dynamic enough to make up for it. More often than not it took all of Morgan's focus to let the holographic imagery move as she willed it, and even though the difference in tempo between the illusion and the music was something the water genasi had started to get a handle on in the last few months, it took a lot of her awareness to maintain the practice, enough that eventually her self-consciousness faded into the background together with her awareness for anyone that might be watching her. The play summoned so much of Morgan's attention that it was mere coincidence when she lowered her hands, let the hologram fade and peered out into the distance across the waves. Is that... that is another ship!

The novelty Morgan felt at how unlikely it was to meet another ship out at sea was quickly surpassed by the realization that this spelled danger. Might it be one of those notorious pirates...? The Journey raised its sails, Schon showed herself fierce and tense and Gil was quick to hasten below deck after he had animated Morgan to ready herself as well. Unwilling to risk damage to her holographic instrument, Morgan turned to follow the half-elf below deck where she quickly stowed the important item with the rest of her belongings that she didn't require in the case of combat. She was slower to return to deck than Gil and just when she had strapped her nacre shield to her arm, Storm already burst out of his chosen exile and barreled up the stairs to cry out his challenge for all to hear. Morgan felt slightly encouraged that the dragonborn showed himself certain to act against any perceived threat to his person, and although she was still harboring doubts about how much she could trust him in the end, right then she had confidence that the situation called more for Storm's temper than it didn't. Not wasting time herself, the primordial woman got back up just in time to join side-by-side with Gil and for him to ask her which of the two ships would be faster. "I'm... not certain... yet..." With the iron of her warhammer feeling heavy in her hand, even while sporting the same blank expression that Morgan always wore she managed to make herself appear menacing as her deep green eyes stared at the intercepting Devil's Fin. "Apologies... Gil... Most of my magic is tied to the might of She who I was bid not to speak of... But even without it... my strength and the gifts given to us by Silvanus shall ensure that our pack and this crew will overcome and survive..." Morgan wasn't speaking loudly, but she both appeared and felt confident. "If these... others presume us to be prey... it might be their last mistake... Best they turn away and decide to keep their lives..." Even above the waves, Umberlee would witness Morgan's enemies crushed. That was if they'd be able to catch up with The Journey...
 
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By the time Gil has retrieved Storm and Tolan, the crew on deck has doubled, as all useful hands have come to serve in the crisis. Still, the initial chaos has subsided, and the activity for several minutes consists of quick, decisive action in response to occasional commands from Schon to adjust sails, and much longer periods of relative stillness between. During the latter, the tension in the crew builds, and Morgan feels the raw fear lurking beneath it. No one needs to state the obvious: despite all efforts, the Devil's Fin is closing. At Schon's instruction, a crewman begins to distribute blades.

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As Tolan stepped onto the deck, the halfling was almost knocked over by the crew running around in response to the captain's commands. He stood there watching for a moment. "Guess it is time to get to work." "If only I knew anything about boats..."

The rogue gave a nod to Storm. "Ready yourself. Seems we might have a fight on our hands." Tolan darted forward, dodging between the legs of the crew. He made his way to the mast. Without loosing a stride, the halfling scampered up the ship into the sails. "Maybe I can find a way to be useful up here." Sitting on top of the sail seemed to give him a good vantage point, and maybe he can get some ranged support in if and when the ship gets attacked.

 


 
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Gil stood with Morgan, watching the Devil's Fin. Storm settled into an enthusiastic cussing out of the pirates, Tolan found a sniper's nest, armed sailors lined the railing, the red ship slowly neared. It was a strange sort of hunting, just waiting in plain sight for the enemy to creep up.

"Yeah, rather see 'em backed off myself than chance a full scrap, ships bein' sorta sinkable an' all. 'Bout yer magic, though...hmm. Ya can't chat Herself up by some other name, 'nother lingo maybe? Like Silvanus doesn't mind bein' Rillifane if elves think he is. I dunno how that stuff works."

He found Schon and waited for a break in her continuous stream of orders. "Pardon, cap'n, know yer busy, jus' a quick thing. If ya see any little things over their way that ya think might look better if they was on fire, could ya point 'em out? They get about a long sling's shot away, I can start lightin' 'em up."




 


 
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