Captain's Log (Skull & Shackles)
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Even though there had been some incidents the first few days, it soon looked as the upcoming month waiting for the ship to be finished would be unbearably boring. Overhearing, Rickety Hack suggested going to Bloodcove. Not having anything more tempting to do I thought we should go there to recruit more dearly needed crew. Rickety Hack offered to lend his galley as compensation for our trouble in Rickety Squibs.
Sandara stayed behind overseeing the rebuilding of the ship. Several others of the crew preferred to remain, but Grok served as acting captain and Fox, Jade, Rosie and I went along. The trip was uneventful and the sailing due east was smooth and easy. Arriving at Bloodcove I saw the strange little town for the first time, even though I had heard stories of it. It's built on the roots of a stub of what I would guess was the biggest tree that ever existed. I pointed us towards the pier where we should dock but we were turned away from there. A woman was waving at another pier, so we headed there.
It turned out she was a powerfully built, scantly clad, savage looking, half-elf woman. Fox jumped ashore with the mooring line. She was aided by the powerful savage and I tied it off using some not so powerful magic. Fox was quick in starting the recruitment.
Surveying the pier I noted a few men handling a big crate and another savage looking man. He was accompanied by a panther. As I steered my steps in his direction he turned to meet me. It turned out he was a half-elf too, named Baaka, but didn't know the woman. Just as I had recruited him there were some commotion and a huge flying lizard headed towards us. I recognized the looks of the dragon as it closed in. I barely had time to set up my magical protective armor as the beast descended upon us, or rather the pier. It landed near the crate and a fight broke out.
Both new crew members heartily attacked it in hand to claw battle. I threw some magic missiles at it making it take to the air. Sadly it dragged with it the newly recruited woman in it's beak. She had to drop her great-sword to wrestle with it. Jade rode Ivory that flew after the dragon striking it repeatedly. It turned back and dropped it's prey on the boat probably hoping the fall would kill her, but she was caught by the rigging and tumbled down alive, even though not unhurt. A few attacks more and the dragon came crashing down on the pier. Baaka and his puma was quickly there, making sure it was truly dead. I joined him by the creature cutting loose a few claws.
As soon as I got my souvenirs I left Baaka that was cutting out the heart of the beast and headed over to the men by the big crate. They were hurriedly leaving. I followed and talked to them. They were working for Aspis Company. Peeking into the crate I could see a dragon baby, thereby understanding the reason for the attack. The men told me I could count on us being rewarded for our bravery. His boss called Kelim Esteban would see to this. He would contact us. I let them continue and returned to the docks. Even though there was a big landmark in the stub, the town was hard to navigate with it's winding roots serving as streets.
Back at the ship Baaka had told of his qualities as cook and had already salvaged good meat from the dragon. Not only that, having left a trail of blood on the deck he got to test his abilities as a swab, too. Fox wanted to stay to help out our new recruits. All others followed me to an inn conveniently located in the harbor. It was called The Wichlight, which I kind of liked. We all ordered a round of drinks and even though I didn't really drink mine, the mood was heightened. Some local wondered who we were so we told our story of the proud ship, the Setting Sun. But then I told of how our captain had been grabbed by giant octopi and dragged off to an island full of the undead. Then most customers grew silent and listened to how we raided their watery cave and saved our captain from an awful fate. It was a heartwarming story of how we stood together, camaraderie and the life at sea and how they too could live it if they only signed on. I also mentioned that we were always looking for men and women to fill our ranks. Joining our merry crew was handled by the lovely Grok.
Fox joined us at the inn telling about how she had struck a deal with Kelim Esteban. He wanted us to transport a load of supplies upriver. What kind of supplies? If I told you it would be no supplise! Fox said we were to leave early the next day. I looked at Grok having a hard time sitting upright and suggested it could take a little more time to get ready to sail.
The next day, Esteban arrived a little late in the morning. Seeing the state of Grok and Rosie, I didn't wake them and was just about to ask for a little more time, when Esteban beat me to it. We would sail at noon. Hurriedly Fox asked me to join her to go look for a wand of magical armor. We went, but to no avail. There were none to be had but one who could be able to make it with my help. We had to return to the ship til noon, but it turned out Kelim Esteban had some more delays of his own. He suggested leaving the following morning. We were just as happy about the delay as he was unhappy. When he left we woke Rosie and Grok. Grok told us she would stay to continue the recruitment and named me captain for the trip instead. Fox and I returned to try to get the wand made but our persuasion failed.
Truly confident in my new role as captain I took command and early morning we set out, rowing up the river with the rowers supplied by Esteban hard at work. I think he was a little disappointed not to be named captain himself, but he didn't supply the ship. He also brought three guards and an orc in fancy clothes. I put Baaka at the helm, testing him, as he had said he had experience at sea. It turned out he did have some skill for it. He had a good hand with the ship as we set out in good speed.
On the starboard side the river was edged by jungle but on the larboard side there was an almost empty desert. The water of the river had through the ages had eaten away the dirt and it snaked it's way well below the surrounding landscape. Only from the crow's nest could the surroundings be seen. Noting a wreckage further up the river we let the rowers slow down and slowly approached. The wreckage was well out on the river bed. We continued until we were alongside the wrecked galley, before anchoring. I noted that it's name, Lady Fortune, didn't give it fortune enough. I sent Fox and the new woman named Enyeka to investigate. I noted that Esteban was very uneasy and wanted to continue. The scouts returned without any clues and we continued on.
We slept our first night uneasy anchored on the river, a little closer to the desert side. We had chosen the position very carefully to avoid any unforeseen events or hit by anything coming down the river, and the night passed without incident. The next morning we found that some tillers were bad but we had it fixed quite quickly, not loosing much time. The first day had been hot, but the second day was really tough. We made sure the rowers had plenty of water to drink to avoid loosing speed from tired, dried out rowers.
Jade noted that there were something stirring in the jungle. She called alarm and we were all prepared for a fight when strange goblin monkeys came swinging onto the ship from the branches of the jungle stretching furthest over the river. I had taken cover and cast my protective magical armor when the fight began. My magical missiles stuck home every time and soon the monkeys were loosing. The civilized orc Farouk tuned out to be a barbarian when fighting. With the help of some grease the goblin-monkeys soon went overboard. They left some poisonous snakes behind that slithered down to the rowers, but my magical missiles were powerful enough to kill them off quickly with the aid of Enyeka who seemed to be immune to their bite.
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We reached Brimstone Falls much quicker than could be expected. Overlooking a small lake we searched for dangers. I had heard stories that suggested a dragon behind every waterfall, or at the very least a hydra in the lake below. Searching the heights on the other side through the looking glass I found no such things but only some statues and a few lizard-men. The lizard-men were a little strange looking, but I knew that it was the special breed with a more crocodile-looking head, known to be more evil than any other lizard-men.
Finding no other trace of draconic activities I handed the looking glass to Fox and made sure we were ready to cross the lake. Fox got excited about the statues from some religious point. I couldn't see why. Zagyg would place any statues in his honor in a dungeon below ground and most probably set both valuable gems and traps on it. These had neither from what I could tell, and Besmara's followers put the statues in her honor on the sterns of ships. It would be neat to have a statue there with gems and traps.
We crossed the lake without incident and started filling the barrels. Enyeka noted that there were some slimy, totally colorless, things in the water. She identified them as shambling mound eggs. If they found stale water with putrid old plants, a new shambling mound would grow there. It turned out that that very thing had happened as when the lizard-men lost interest in us they went to a cave throwing stones at what turned out to be a shambling mound. As soon as it went after them they ran. Enyeka recognized the behavior as a rite of courage. Apparently both Fox and Enyeka was lacking in that area as both wanted to partake.
At least I got them to finish our task before going on some unnecessary quest. There could be some usefulness in scouting the surrounding terrain as we would spend the night there. There was a spot looking like a landing area from where a path led up the mountain. One of the statues stood overlooking a small yard suitable for a camp. I took good use of the statue by safely securing our boat to it with a magical tie.
Letting myself be persuaded to follow Fox and Enyeka up the path we reached a lesser branch of the river crossing our path. It was clearly a physical challenge that did not feel comfortable to take. Starting to turn back Enyeka stopped me and leaped over the ford, not entirely to my liking. We headed on and noted some lizard-men, hiding further up the path. As we pointed it out one of them challenged us to a duel. Enyeka happily accepted and cut the scaly fellow down with a mighty slash. Fox ran up making sure it didn't bleed out and even used some charges from our wand to heal the little bugger. Next their shaman wanted a magical duel. Fox accepted that challenge and after some failed exchanges she charmed the evil shaman. For being evil they weren't very fanatic at that.
After the lizard-men retreated up a path and we continued on towards the cave of the Shambling mound. Our path were below the cave so the last part were to be climbed. I really didn't like being trapped up there being dependent on others to be able to get away. I stayed below instead, ready to return back from a trip I really didn't know why I ever came along on. The one good thing that came out of it was that when we returned the lizard-men was so non-evil that they even helped us pull the boat back through the swamp, making our four day trip take only a little over a single day.
While waiting, the ship had sent a hunting party into the jungle and returned with a boar. I guess the pigs whetted the apatite. There were even some rum brought out from the supplies. I told of our adventures, how we defeated serpent-people, the fearsome magic wielders. The night grew late and so did the morning after. Continuing up river we tried thinking of ways to remove the shambling mound eggs from the water without scaring the crew, using up all of the old water first. Having an idea about pouring it through fabric we opened a barrel only to find that it floated to the surface when the water settled and was easy enough to just sweep off.
We found a small village not much more than old ruins. Esteban said it was called Nantaomo. The wooden houses had stood on poles but was now abandoned. As the river took a turn and the water was a little wild, we had a slow, steady advance. Enyeka said she could investigate the village and jumped into the river. She could almost keep up with the ship, but caught up with us when we finished the turn. There hadn't been much to see.
When Farouk stepped out on deck, the precious little amount of deck we had on the galley, I noted he was very pale. I told Baaka, "Steady as she goes" and started fore, but I didn't get far before he drew his cutlass and attacked anyone close. It was a short but bloody fight and he was cut down. It turned out Farouk had been infected by a Yellow Musk Creeper. Enyeka told us it was a plant killing living creatures in their sleep and turning them into yellow musk zombies. Even if we hadn't been forced to cut him down, he was already dead, just animated by the plant inside his body.
The plant itself was still moving slightly in the darkness of the forepeak. Enyeka demanded magical armor for protection to go inside and kill it. I gave it to her but when she entered the plant released a cloud of spores at her. So much for that protection. She had difficulty reaching it over all personal equipment kept there. Fox sent in lights enabling me to send magic missiles at it. It was soon destroyed but the root had grown through the hull from the bow. It needed further investigation.
Enyeka climbed to the waterline of the bow to examine how it could grow there. The rowers were stirring. Not only was Farouk, the big strong barbarian orc dead, but he had been turned into some kind of undead zombie creature and that scared them. I yelled at them; "Did we not defeated the zombie? Did we not protected them from the snakes? Did we not go out into the swamp to bring them water?". They nodded. "Then what are you complaining about? Ready the oars, you bastards!" As soon as Enyeka was back on deck the order to continue was issued. I wanted the rowers occupied when we discretely discussed where the zombie-plant came from. Enyeka said it was a plant, it had been planted there, that is. It wouldn't have stuck naturally.
We found a sand bank near the shore where the river was wide enough not to allow too easy boarding from the overhanging trees. We laid anchor and prepared for the night. Fox and Enyeka gathered as much fire wood they could and built a bonfire. We laid Farouk on it and I as the captain started a fire with my magically burning hands. We spent a few long hours looking at the blase. A feeling of melancholy befell the whole crew, and especially me, as we watched Farouk turn to ashes and the fire turn into a low glow. I had lost a man.
After Farouks death Esteban grew more worried. He ordered and helped build improvements to the protection of the rowers. Other covers were also improved. His worrying had a bad influence on our mood, but he was right and we soon found out. Steadily rowing up the river, there was a sudden crash and a rumble as the bow rose out of the water and the galley came to a complete stop. We ducked for cover just clearing the rain of arrows heading our way. Enyeka dove into the water looking for what had stopped us. She returned to the surface catching air and telling us of three poles that could be removed by digging them free. Fox, Rosie and a guard dove in, just before elves started to swing down onto the ship from the tree branches stretching far over the water, close to the ship.
I ordered Baaka to guard the rudder from sabotage and turned my attention forward. Elves advanced on me and I met them with rays of fire, scorching them. I kept the stern safe from elves for a long time exhausting my most powerful magic in the process, but there was still one left. As I avoided most of his blows, but not all, I had to retreat aft and let him into the cover and all the way to the very stern. I didn't see it, but still felt how the ship got clear. As I maneuvered to get away to use my magic on the attacker I heard the shout "All aboard!" and ducked away from the elf once more, ordering the rowers to get going. After another failed attack and as we picked up speed the elf gave up his attack and dove into the water, leaving me and Baaka in the stern, looking back at him swimming.
There were many bodies littering the deck but not many dead. Rosie just barely survived, gravely wounded and bleeding heavily, same as one of the guards. One of the elves had burned to death and one was quite grisly shot by a pistol. Relieved I hadn't lost any more men, we made sure all elves were stabilized and lowered them carefully into the water. The three dead followed the same fate. Considering the state we were in it was a great relief when Esteban said we would soon reach our destination. Even though there might be slaves to rescue we still needed some rest before the next task.