Skull & Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)
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				Title: <strong>Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>07-08-2017, 21:12:15</strong>
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				Of all the drinking establishments in Port Peril, there was no place where the rum flowed more freely, the sailors' salty sea-shanties raunchier, the serving wenches bustier - than the Formidably Maid, which was where a certain pair of adventure-seekers spent the night partying and drinking...<br><br><hr><br>The following morning they found themselves waking up on cold hard floorboards in a dark hold, the walls creaking around them and the floor below still swaying as though they were still drunk. The excesses of the night before - the rowdy laughter and drinking songs, the mouthwatering scent of a pig roasting over the fireplace, the sweet burn of strong heady rum on their tongues and throats - were now replaced by a pounding headache, dry and sour mouths, and the creaking and swaying that just... wouldn't... stop... It was pitch black without any source of light, too dark to even see their own hands in front of their own faces.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>08-08-2017, 00:52:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><strong>"Oh by Calistria, when will my head stop spinning?"</strong> Myra muttered as she forced herself to sit up. Trying to look around Myra just black, it was far to dark to see anything. <em>Okay think Myra... what was the last thing that happened?</em> She wondered as she tried to get up, even with her head pounding and the constant swaying. <strong>"Last thing was Jing talking... took a guy back... The tavern... Formidably Maid.</strong> Some of the night started to come back to her and she notice she couldn't see or hear Jing. <strong>"Jing? Jing hun ya there?"</strong> She called out into the darkness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>08-08-2017, 01:17:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d8/da/90/d8da90d234be8f4699c282021d71c532.jpg)</div><br>Jing woke up slowly, he had been drinking, dancing, and to his memory burying his head in pretty much any comfortable chest he could once he'd gotten heavy in the drinking and could no longer spin a yarn proper. His hand went first to his head and an eye fluttered open, wincing. "<strong>Oi...keep it down Mrya...I was having the most wonderful dream that I was sleeping on a pair of the most comfortable tits I'd ever imagined...</strong>" he said as he slowly sat up and tried to look about. <br><br>It was pitch black and he couldn't see a thing. He closed his eyes "<sub><strong>Let there be light</strong></sub>" he said before opening his eyes again as four small latern'esk lights appeared around him. He opened his eyes slowly, the light causing a bit of pain before he directed each of them to the corners of the room. "<strong>Ugh...a wee bit better, time to check that all my....well nothing is hear except the clothes on my back....at least I got all my important bits, how you fairing over there sweetheart?</strong>" he asked as he checked himself over and stood up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>08-08-2017, 05:04:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><strong>"Aye I be fine Sugar."</strong> Myra said as she moved to the light Jing had brought forth. <strong>"Though I'm not sure where we are... How about you hun? I mean the last thing I remember is the tavern and lets face it this isn't the tavern."</strong> She pointed out as she made it to his side. She rubbed her aching head as she tried to remember what happened. <strong>"Though that may have something to do with his headache I can't seem to be rid of."</strong> She mentioned as she sighed. However with the light he now provided she began to look around to see just where they actually where and what they pair had gotten themselves into.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>08-08-2017, 05:42:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d8/da/90/d8da90d234be8f4699c282021d71c532.jpg)</div>Jing rubbed his head a bit and once she stepped into the light he looked her over himself, perhaps staring a bit longer than necessary at her chest before looking around the room himself. "<strong>Fair, see these keen observations of yours is why I keep you around.</strong>" he said as he recognized they were not in a tavern, or for that matter a broom closet, or an inn. He frowned a bit, causing a small pain to rush to his head. "<strong>Blimey, whatever we drank or did last night...I'd like to not do again.</strong>"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Terrible first dice roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, keeping 1 dice, modifying each die by +6<br>Comment: Attempt at a Knowledge local to see if things come to mind that happen in Port Peril<br>Result: 13, <br>Total: 13<br>My dice id is 61263<br></div></div>Sadly, he could not think of anything off the top of his head as to what exactly is going on and proceeded to find himself a spot to sit and wait.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>08-08-2017, 20:02:09</strong>
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				They remembered bits and snippets about the previous evening in the Formidably Maid. Myra had a pleasant if murky recollection of a whirlwind evening of booze-driven debauchery with a foppish gnome - sporting a magnificent feathered hat, eyepatch, and equally magnificently curled mustache - who possessed a silver tongue. Though small in stature he showed off more than one use for his honeyed tongue late into the night... what was his name again? Conchobhar? Jing recalled spinning yarns to an appreciative audience that plied him with drink after each tale, and it might have been the alcohol talking but he was quite certain that more than one girl was looking at him with dreamy eyes. The bosom he finally rested his head on belonged to a buxom red-headed beauty, before everything faded to back...<br><br>Whoever had kidnapped them last night had taken the opportunity to relieve them of all their earthly possessions save the clothes on their backs. They didn't have long to ponder their dilemma before a hatch creaked open. The harsh light of a lantern drowned out the lights of Jing's cantrip and made their eyes throb painfully to the sound of heavy footsteps entering the hold.<br><br>Leading the group was a sneering man with a braided beard and a mouth full of gold teeth. His body was tall and thin, and even his long coat and heavy boots failed to give any impression of strength or bulk. This was the man they would come to know as Master Scourge, the ship's boatswain and master-at-arms. Six rough-looking pirates, armed with saps, accompanied him. A grimace of a smile bruised Scourge’s face as he cracked the whip in his hand and screamed:<br><br><strong>“Still abed with the sun over the yardarm? On your feet, ye filthy swabs! Get up on deck and report for duty before Cap’n Harrigan flays your flesh into sausage skins and has Fishguts fry ye up for breakfast!”</strong><br><br>(https://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/golarion-chronicles/images/7/7d/Master_Scourge.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>09-08-2017, 00:28:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d8/da/90/d8da90d234be8f4699c282021d71c532.jpg)</div><br>Jing groaned a bit at the light but his ears twitched as he listened to the man's words. He opened his eyes slowly this time and could make out the lines and then the definition of 7 men in total. While Jing felt he was a fair good fighter and trusted Myra to back him up splendidly, they were without arms or armor. He sighed and lifted his hands. "<strong>Think I figured out where we are dear. I think we are on a ship, you remember signing up for a boat tour?</strong>" he asked semi serious as he stood up from where he sat.<br><br>"<strong>Fine fine, we're coming.</strong>" he said simply as he took a few steps forwards, trying to put himself between the men and Myra.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>09-08-2017, 05:13:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra brought up her hand to cover her eyes as the man came down with a lantern as she tried to make out the group of people who came down to, as she assumed, round the two of them up. <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Welcome to the Elliquiy Dice Server Timeskeeper! Please follow the instructions below.<br>Your user ID is 61660 | View your rolls | View rolls made to you | Make a roll | View recent rolls<br>Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 2 to the total<br>Comment: Local to figure out who Captain Harrigan is and what his reputation is<br>Result: 11, <br>Total: 13</div></div>Myra rubbed the side of her head as she tried to figure out who Captain Harrigan was. How ever she smirked a bit and looked to Jing <strong>"Catfolk sausage sounds terrible. Too much fur."</strong> She joked as she gave her friend a wink before she began to move after Jing making their way out. <strong>"You know hun, I don't remember signing on. You know what that means."</strong> Myra told Jing with a shrug. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>09-08-2017, 20:49:20</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Knowledge check results</div><div class="spoiler_body">There're too many pirate captains sailing the Shackles for the name Harrigan to stand out...</div></div><br><br><em>Crack!</em> The crack of Scourge's whip echoed throughout the hold. <strong>"Shut your hatches and get moving!"</strong> Jing and Myra were led up to the main deck, with the pirates providing a hard shove whenever they stumbled thanks to the floor's rocking motion or on the steep ladder-like stairs. <br><br>Up top, it was quickly apparent that they were indeed on a sizable ship in the middle of the ocean, far from any land. Port Peril and the mainland of the Shackles were just an ochre haze many miles astern.&nbsp; Figures clustered around the ship’s mainmast, looking up at the higher deck on the stern, where two figures stood. One of them was a broad, muscular Garundi man with a shaven head, a long beard bound with gold rings, and an eye patch - clearly the captain. The other was a younger but already balding man with a long black ponytail, wearing a long coat and carrying a well-used cat-o’-nine-tails.<br><br>Jing and Myra were not the only new recruits - four others were standing on the deck, set apart by their relative cleanliness and their apparent unease with their newfound situation, and standing apart from the existing members of the crew, mlling about on the deck or in the ship’s rigging. Among the newly press-ganged Myra recognized her partner from last night, the gnome Conchobhar, now sportnig a few more bruises. Jing too recognized the redhead whose bosom he had once used as a pillow.<br><br>The captain addressed the crew from his superior vantage point on the poop deck.<br><br><strong>“Glad you could join us at last! Welcome to the Wormwood! My thanks for ‘volunteering’ to join my crew. I’m Barnabas Harrigan. That’s Captain Barnabas Harrigan to you, not that you’ll ever need to address me. I have only one rule—don’t speak to me. I like talk, but I don’t like your talk. Follow that rule and we’ll all get along fine."<br><br>“Oh, and one more thing. Even with you new recruits, we’re still short-handed, and I aim to keep what crew I have. There’ll be a keelhaulin’ for anyone caught killin’ anyone. Mr. Plugg! If you’d be so kind as to make pirates out of these landlubbers, it’ll save me having to put them in the sweatbox for a year and a day before I make pies out of ’em.”</strong><br><br>At the end of his speech, the captain walked away, leaving behind the man with the cat-o’-nine-tails. He looked down at the impressed captives and smiled unpleasantly.<br><br><strong>"First, I need a new cook's mate. Any of you know how to cook?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>09-08-2017, 21:08:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra just gave those who pushed them along and dirty look before making it topside without saying another word. This just might end up worse than she orignally thought. However when they got top side she fell in line and took a look at the others. She made a note of the gnome she'd has a tumble with past night but didn't say anything, right now wasn't the time for it. <br><br>However it was the time to look over the nice looking captain and by exention his first mate. The captain fit her usual clientel; tall, muscled, and a bad attitude. <em>Big boy just likely needs a proper tumble or two... Not that I'd offer. Not in this situation.</em> She figured with a small smile. She looked over the first mate and simply gave a shrug. He left no impression really, not after the captain.<br><br><strong>"That would be me I do believe."</strong> Myra said as she stepped foreword, placing one hand on her hip as the other gave a small wave at shoulder height with her fingers before dropping that arm back down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>10-08-2017, 02:05:23</strong>
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				<strong>"You're the cook's mate now, report to Fishguts once we're done here,"</strong> Plugg pointed at Myra.<br><br>He turned his attention to the rest of the impressed recruits. <strong>"To the mainmast the rest of you! First one up top to the crow's nest is my new rigger, and the losers get to be bottom-feeding swabs! What're you useless lot standing there for? Move!"</strong><br><br>The net-like rigging hung from the mainmast, stretching from the deck all the way up to the crow's nest some sixty feet overhead. There was a scramble of limbs as the new crew members started struggling their way towards the top.<br><br><hr><br><em>(Climb check from Jing, please)</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>10-08-2017, 02:10:38</strong>
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				Jing watches as Myra raises her hand. He'd had her meals a few times and he couldn't remember them being all together exemplary but he didn't remember them being damned in a manner either.<br><br>He internally sighed as he was yelled at to make his way to the mainmast and just stared at it for a minute. He scratched his head and noted the wood and pegs along the tall bit of wood. He wouldn't say he was a coward...but he wasn't overly fond of heights either, still...it was better than being someone's cleaning crew and so...he climbed.<br><br>He stepped up to the wood and even gave the others a couple of seconds before the claws came out and he scaled it aggressively and quickly as if it was nothing.<br><br><em>20ft climb speed ^_^</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>10-08-2017, 05:43:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra stepped back as the other moved up. <strong>"Go get them Jing hun."</strong> She simply said with a grin on her face. She knew he could climb, she'd seen him do it before. Though while they where climbing Myra began to look around and see what the rest of the crew where already doing. Mainly she was looking to see just who was looking at the new recruits and who didn't seem to care.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>10-08-2017, 20:30:07</strong>
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				Jing made it up to the crow's nest in record time well ahead of the competition. <strong>"Oh why do I even bother. We'll see if you fuck as well as you climb, you pussy,"</strong> Plugg remarked, to the crude laughter of the rest of the crew. <br><br>Without a race to watch the crew soon lost interest and drifted back to their duties. The remaining four recruits were corralled by Scourge, who immediately set them upon the back-breaking labor of swabbing the deck. But not before the boatswain noticed Myra's gaze and returned a lecherous stare of his own, complete with what was supposed to be a rakish wink but was quite ruined by the accompanying grotesque lick of the lips.<br><br><hr><br><span class="bbc_u">Myra</span><br><br>Ambrose "Fishguts" Kroop, the drunken ship's cook, was a fat man in his mid-forties, looking like he weighed well over 200 pounds and standing only 5 feet tall. He exuded an air of neglect, perhaps even despair, from the bushy tufts of black hair behind his ears, to his rotting teeth, to the stains on his filthy apron. His wallowing waddle of a walk was made only worse by the bottle of rum he seemed to have perpetually at hand. His hide was like tanned leather, crisscrossed with numerous scars left behind by the lash. Here was a man who clearly cared little for himself or what people thought of him.<br><br>The galley was Kroop's domain, and as poorly maintained as the man himself. Squeezed into the cramped and chaotic kitchen were two wooden worktables, several wooden cupboards, and two small stoves against the port wall, as well as virtually every cooking utensil imaginable and a frightening array of meat cleavers. A score of chickens and three goats wandered freely throughout the chamber; their cages left open and discarded. The stoves were perpetually lit, and large cauldrons bubbled away atop them at all times. A huge array of spices mingled with barrels of rainwater, rum and sauerkraut, and cupboards full of ship’s biscuit and salted beef. Despite the chaos of the galley and his own drunken state, Kroop navigated the mess with a professional if wobbly grace.<br><br>He spoke with a thick Shackles accent, which was sometimes hard to follow. <strong>"Welcome 'board the <em>Wormwood</em>, you're better off down here than up top swabbing the deck or baking in the sun. You'll be helping me prepare meals and fish when victuals run low. Now let's see what you can do."</strong><br><br><em>(The entire galley functions as a set of masterwork tools (+2) for Profession (cook) checks. Profession (Cook) check!</em><br><br>(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/223/6/2/620a6fa20f4528e9423913701d0be2c4-d5aoevw.jpg)<br><br><hr><br><span class="bbc_u">Jing</span><br><br>While Scourge ruled over the swabs including the new recruits on the deck with an iron fist, the riggers carried out their tasks under the supervision of first mate Plugg. Today's work involved repairing the rigging, requiring both hands while thirty feet high in the air balancing on the very rigging they were fixing. At least their aerial isolation offered a modicum of privacy, which loosened the tongues Jing's fellow riggers, whose experience serving on board ship left them with quite a few grievances to air... if properly prodded.<br><br><em>(DC 10 Profession (sailor) or Dexterity check)<br>(Optional Diplomacy check)</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>10-08-2017, 23:31:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><strong>"It does seem like this will be a bit better. Nice and out of the way."</strong> Myra said with a respectful nod to Kroop. <strong>"I'm Myra, I've cooked a bit but nothing fancy. Went into the pleasure business before the cook could teach me much more."</strong> She explained before she set about showing what she knew of the art of food to the poor man. <strong>"If you don't mind I'd like to go about cleaning when we're not too busy or when we have to wait for long periods of time. Would this bother you?"</strong> She asked him as she cooked.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">To cook</div><div class="spoiler_body">Welcome to the Elliquiy Dice Server Timeskeeper! Please follow the instructions below.<br>Your user ID is 61660 | View your rolls | View rolls made to you | Make a roll | View recent rolls<br>Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 3 to the total<br>Comment: To cook<br>Result: 16, <br>Total: 19<br>So with the tools that is a 21, because I forgot to add them...</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>11-08-2017, 00:24:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d8/da/90/d8da90d234be8f4699c282021d71c532.jpg)</div>Jing managed to make it up there and watched his fellow 'recruits' attempt but fail to keep up. He shook his head, he wasn't eager to climb back down and seeing the labor that was soon forced upon the others...well he was glad that his lineage helped him out immensely in this situation.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">To hear?</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, keeping 1 dice, modifying each die by +5<br>Comment: Attempt to overhear Pluggs comment.<br>Result: 23, <br>Total: 23<br></div></div><br>Jing shook his head. <em>Psh...like you'll ever find out yah nasty excuse for a barnacle.</em> he thought to himself. But once that thought was over and orders began to get issued, Jing found himself complying if for the simple sake of biding his time. He wasn't sure of the playing field at the meowment and he didn't want to rock the boat till he was more sure of his footing.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Work check</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, keeping 1 dice, modifying each die by +5<br>Comment: Sailor check to do my duties .<br>Result: 10, <br>Total: 10<br></div></div>Jing toed the line of bare minimum effort and satisfactory results...he didn't wanna show anyone up at the moment and at the same time didn't wanna fail. He felt he'd done a reasonable job of toeing that line. Best not to stand out or make others look bad the first venture. <br>Jing began to make small talk and broach the topic of the ship, how it is run, and how everyone fits in in the grand scheme of things...especially how 'recruits' are treated and expected to behave.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Diplomacy Check</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, keeping 1 dice, modifying each die by +4<br>Comment: Optional Diplomacy check to feel out the ship.<br>Result: 14, <br>Total: 14<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>11-08-2017, 20:18:47</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Myra</span><br><br><em>Check success!</em><br><br><strong>"As long as you do your job, you can do what you want after."</strong> Despite being drunk to the point of swaying in place, he wielded his knives with surprising skill. As he became engrossed in his work he began to resemble the useless drunk a little less and a man more suited to a fancy restaurant kitchen than a pirate ship's galley a little more. He grunted approval at Myra's efforts.<br><br>When they finished and produced a mouthwatering cauldron of steaming hot fish stew that smelled better than anything Myra had in days, Kroop stared silently at their handiwork for a long moment. Suddenly he grabbed her arm just before they carried it out. He glanced around as though worried that the walls had ears, and murmured in a low voice.<br><br><strong>“It’s poison, this ship, but don’t let anyone hear you say it aloud. The hull listens, see, and the cap’n hears it all. Poison the Wormwood is, though, rotten to the core. You’ll not meet a more nasty, sour piece of work than Cap’n Harrigan in all your days at sea, and his crew’s the same, ’specially the first mate, Mr. Plugg. Vicious little sod, he is. He’d take his own mother’s liver to the butcher to make pies with, he would. But they leave me alone, mostly. They know I can’t ’arm ’em.”</strong><br><br>He took a deep swig, and by the time he lowered his bottle he was drunk old Fishguts once more.<br><br><hr><br><span class="bbc_u">Jing</span><br><br><em>Check success!</em><br><br>Jing pulled his weight but didn't stand out, and the other riggers accepted him into their midst easily enough. He found himself next to "Barefoot" Samms Toppin, a shoeless former fisherwoman from the Sodden Lands. She had some words of wisdom for a new recruit like him. <br><br><strong>"You'll likely not cross paths with the cap'n, but if you do, never talk t' 'im or even look at 'im too long. Now Scourge and Plugg, you'll run into e'eryday. If Scourge is a bastard, then Plugg is his ma and pa. One piece of advice - do as he says."</strong> She paused to spit into the waves below. <strong>"Now Plugg, first mate though he's barely been on board a year! The apple of the cap'n's eye, that one. Harrigan treats 'im like a son—but not a legit'm't one, of course."</strong><br><br><hr><br>The ship's bell rang to announce dusk. With the sun low on the horizon the sails had been reefed in and the <em>Wormwood</em> would lie at anchor until dawn. "Bloody hour" was the excited whisper that ran through the crew, as though anticipating the day's entertainment. The ship's crew gathered on the main deck once more, while Captain Harrigan stood on the poop deck overlooking them, accompanied by Mr. Plugg, Master Scourge, and an unfortunate pirate tied up to one end of a long line that slung below the ship and came up on the other side, held by Plugg. The captain looked on while letting his first mate do the talking. <br><br><strong>"Jakes Magpie, we find you guilty of stealing from the quartermaster. For your crime you are hereby sentenced to keelhauling!"</strong><br><br>Scourge threw the unfortunate Magpie overboard and Plugg began pulling on the line with sadistic relish. Obviously the poor pirate couldn't be seen as he was dragged under the ship's keel. It was over a minute before the soggy, shredded body was pulled up the other side of the ship, cut to ribbons having been dragged against the barnacles covering the bottom of the ship's hull and drowned to boot, good for nothing more than being thrown overboard one last time to feed the sharks. Which was exactly its fate, after the ship's surgeon performed the formality of ascertaining the death.<br><br>The gruesome punishment apparently hurt the crew's appetite none as dinner was served and they fell on fish stew and hardtack with gusto. But Myra and Jing weren't even able to take their meal in peace as none other than Master Scourge himself! He had hungry eyes of a different sort on Myra, not even acknowledging Jing's own presence.<br><br><strong>"That body of ye's wasted on the cook. I can show ye a good time, even make yer life easier..."</strong> Unbidden he reached towards her chest to cop a feel...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>11-08-2017, 21:11:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>While They waited for the stew to finish up Myra turned her attention to the kitchen over all. She corralled the animals in one area, using their discarded cages as a wall to keep them together, before she turned her attention to cleaning the floor. Though she did her best to ensure she wasn't in Fishguts' way. She knew she wouldn't be able to do it all in one day, but starting some where helped. After that she got some of the pots and pans done before it was dinner time.<br><br>Myra gave a slightly worried look to the drunk man when she heard his words. Was he trying to warn her to get out as soon as she could? Maybe put her in her place? No. She didn't get that feeling from him. With everything he'd said before hand it seemed like a warning even if he was drunk. <strong>"Thank you for the advice chef."</strong> Myra smiled at the drunken man. He seemed a good sort even if he was stuck here.<br>______________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>Myra was left a bit speechless at the keelhauling of this Jakes Magpie. If what the captain said before was true they needed all the hands they could get. Why not wait till they had a replacement to kill him? Then again, maybe she and Jing had been replacements. She looked away when they killed him, she wasn't squeamish, but it just wasn't something she wanted in her memories. Thankfully it didn't last long and Myra helped Fishgut hand out dinner before joining Jing with her own bowl of fish soup. However their nice meal was interrupted by none other than Scourge. Myra set her bowl down with a sigh as she gave Jing a look of 'here we go' before turning to deal with Scourge in a... Diplomatic since first. Crossing her arms to cut off his chance to fill his hand with one of her breasts, Myra raised an eyebrow to the man as she spoke. <strong>"I've been here less than a day, a bit soon to be turning tricks. Even for a Calistrian like myself."</strong> Still keeping her arms across her chest, Myra reached her hand up to take a hold of her chin and ensured her pinky finger traced her bottom lip. <strong>"I'm afraid as of right now I must decline."</strong> She tried to say respectfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>12-08-2017, 03:30:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d8/da/90/d8da90d234be8f4699c282021d71c532.jpg)</div><br>Jing listened to what he'd been told. He paused a bit in work and looked down below trying to figure out just what and where he'd place his strikes if he had to. <em>It seemed like if he wanted to do the most damage, taking care of Plugg was the better choice of the two. True, Scourge was the main issue for freeing himself but Plugg would fill the void and be against his throat in a heartbeat. However finding a way to deal with Plugg first...that would be best.</em> he told himself<br><br>His tail flicked a bout a bit as he thought but he soon cleared his head and went back to work.<br><br>When it came time for grubb, it seemed that Jing's particular diet was on the menu. He supposed he had this to thank that most of a sea salt's life would be spend knee deep in fish and the like. He put his spoon into the soup and pulled a good bite up to his mouth about the point that Myra's newest attempt at a client appeared. He paused mid bite, an ear flicking a bit in curiosity and listening to the words...well, that probably won't go well though he understood Myra turning him down. He'd not seen much on this ship he'd sleep with and even if he swung in that particular direction, he'd not scratch at that itch if his life depended on it. He simply shoved his meal into his mouth at this point with a bit of speed, half expecting the table to be cleared at any moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>12-08-2017, 17:41:32</strong>
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				<strong>"Ye let me know when yer legs are open for business,"</strong> Scourge scowled as his groping hand was deflected by Myra's strategically placed arm. He turned away, presumably to bother somebody else...<br><br>The gnome - Conchobhar - piped up from beside Myra. "Ahem, my dear, I must apologize for last evening - by Cayden Cailean's cup, I had no idea it would end up like this. If it helps you believe me, I'm stuck here on this ship same as you." His voice dropped to a whisper, "I must say, good show rejecting Scourge's advances. Though as a pragmatic gentleman myself, I can't help but wonder whether there could have been another course of action that didn't antagonize that villain. He seemed a most vindictive and petty sort- <br><br>He was interrupted by an outburst from the redhead, whose arm had been grabbed by Scourge. "Let go of me! I said I'm not coming with you!"<br><br><strong>"Oh yes ye are Sandara Quinn! The cabin needs cleaning, and ye're the one going to do it! That's an order!"</strong><br><br>"That's complete bullshit and everyone nows it!" Sandara looked around at the other crew members for support - but to her horror, some of them, the more experienced ones, were on Scourge's side, catcalling and cheering him on. Others looked away and pretended not to see or hear what was going on in front of them, Conchobhar among them. Finally her desperate gaze turned to Jing and Myra...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>12-08-2017, 18:24:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d8/da/90/d8da90d234be8f4699c282021d71c532.jpg)</div><br>Jing had had his mind set upon finishing that wonderful stew he'd found but the outburst caused his ear to twitch and swivel towards Scourge and his misadventures. He sighed "<strong>Aye? You have a cabin that needs cleaning? I tell you, I've never met a room I couldn't clean after two years in the service of the church of Calistra. And I will tell yah, the stains you try to get up from those rooms would make your head spin.</strong>" he said offering a wink at Myra as he started up and stood up turning about.<br><br>He started his way towards Scourge. "<strong>Surely, you'd rather an expert in the field than some redheaded curr who looks like she's naught worked a day in her life?</strong>" he asked, his tail swinging back and forth behind him.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Bluff?</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +7<br>Comment: Attempting to Bluff the Captn -3 if it should be a Dip check instead.<br>Result: 19, <br>Total: 19 (16 if it's a Dip check instead)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>12-08-2017, 21:55:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra gave a grin to Jing before she looked to Conchobhar <strong>"Watch this."</strong> She grinned before she stepped up with Jing. <strong>"Aye if all you need is a cabin cleaned then the body doesn't matter does it?"</strong> Myra started with a simple shrug. <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aid to Jing</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 7 to the total<br>Comment: Aid to Jings Bluff<br>Result: 19, <br>Total: 26 (28 if he uses Diplomacy)</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Only use this part if Jing doesn't get him to back down</div><div class="spoiler_body">However if Scourge doesn't stop with Jing's statement. <strong>"Fine then."</strong> Myra said as she got a crossed look on her face. She stepped up to Scourge and Sandara. Apologizing to Sandara she forced Scourge to let the young woman go. <strong>"I'll go then. Better a willing cleaner no? Especially when you've a Calistian to chose from."</strong> Myra stated as she pushed Sandara behind her protectively. Leaning back she whispered to the young woman <strong>"Stay close to Jing and Conchobhar. Never be alone, and come and find me if they bother you."</strong> With that she raised an eyebrow at Scourge awaiting his reply. </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>14-08-2017, 02:48:00</strong>
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				For the first time Scourge looked uncertain in the face of three-to-one odds - with Jing, Myra and Sandara against him, he reluctantly let go and slunk away with the proverbial tail between his legs, but not without some parting words.<br><br><strong>"Fine, I'll let ye go today... but ye'll regret this, by Besmara's bouncing bosom, ye hear me!?"</strong><br><br>Sandara spit in Scourge's wake after he fled the scene before turning to face Jing and Myra. "Pah, the Pirate Queen's never going to listen to a coward like that blackguard. Sandara Quinn at your service, faithful servant of Besmara the Pirate Queen, patron goddess of every lawless scallywag to sail the seas. If you ever need any divine aid, I can intercede on your behalf - it's the least I could do." She tipped her tricorn hat.<br><br><em>(Relationship level with Sandara Quinn improved to helpful!)</em><br><br>(http://i.imgur.com/U0XIpck.jpg)<br><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Day 2</span><br><br>The enlisted crew slept in hammocks strung up in the hold - the same hold where Jing and Myra had first woken up on the first day, in fact. The ship's bell tolled in the mornings to wake up the crew and summon them to the deck for roll call. So the hold was a flurry of activity, pirates taking down and wrapping their hammocks in the faint light of lanterns and rushing up to the deck. In the commotion two pirates blocked Jing's and Myra's path. <br><br><strong>"In a hurry? Well ye should be, tardy ones git the lash!"</strong> One of the pirates laughed and pushed Jing in the chest. <br><br><strong>"Master Scourge 'as asked us to do a bit o' foreplay, git ye in 'e mood, 'n' we're only too happy t' oblige,"</strong> The other pirates leered at Myra as he cracked his knuckles and raised his fists.<br><br>A handful of sailors loitered on the stairs to watch the inevitable brawl. Unfortunately Sandara wasn't among them, having gone ahead to the deck already.<br><br><em>(Roll initiative! You act first on a result of 13 or higher.)</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>14-08-2017, 03:45:22</strong>
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				Jing looked a bit surprised and quite happy to hear the eloquent Scourge back down and when Sandara thanked them and offered her help should they ever needed it he gave a polite bow and offered her to come and sit with them for the rest of the even...or even bunk near them if she wished.<br><br>However the morning brought what the catfolk should've expected had he even thought about it. He saw that two idiots stood in their way and the others seemed all to eager to watch a good fight.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Initiative Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +3<br>Comment: First initiative of the game<br>Result: 14, <br>Total: 14<br></div></div><br>But as he started walking towards them, he seemed more ready for them then they might have expected. As soon as the first one gave him a push, Jing used the momentum to cross over as he began "<strong>There once was a man....who knew when to shut up and fight proper</strong>. he said, his fist connecting with the man's chin.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">To Hit</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +5<br>Comment: Hopefully catching Myras flat-footed Inspire courage activated.<br>Result: 16, <br>Total: 16<br>Damage<br>Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d3, modifying each die by +2<br>Comment: Right to the damned jaw<br>Result: 5, <br>Total: 5<br></div></div><br>He pulled his fist back and seemed rather cocky at this point, as it was honestly quite the first strike.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>14-08-2017, 08:22:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra grinned as she simply thought <em>Oh I doubt that.</em>, but she welcomed Sandara with a smile. <strong>"You just stay close to us love, I'm Myra this is Jing. We'll take care of you. Just come running to one of us if ya need the help."</strong> She told the sailor with a nod.<br><br>When morning came around and they found themselves facing down a group Myra smiled softly before she stated. <strong>"You want to bruise up this lovely face? Wouldn't that be detrimental to what Master Scourge wants?"</strong> She pointed out before she looked to Jing. <strong>"Besides, the foreplay you'd need to get me ready for that bastard would not be worth it."</strong> Myra sat with a grin. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Initiative</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 3 to the total<br>Comment: Initiative <br>Result: 14, <br>Total: 17</div></div><br>While she allowed Jing to take the one before him and focused upon the one before her. She waved her hand and gave him a wink as she told him <strong>"You don't want to do this to a damsel like me."</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spell</div><div class="spoiler_body">Casting Charm person with a DC of 14</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>14-08-2017, 20:22:39</strong>
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				<em>(Pirate will save 8, fail)</em><br><br>The pirate Jing punched staggered backwards from the force of the blow and spit out a tooth. Meanwhile, the other pirate fell under the influence of Myra's spell. <strong>"I dun' wanna do this t' a damsel like ye..."</strong> he repeated, swaying in place dreamily.<br><br><strong>"What'f gotten into ye, man!? Mark me words, Mafter Fcourge'll hear about thif!</strong> The first pirate grabbed his comrade and pulled him away, beating a hasty retreat to the deck.&nbsp; <br><br>Jing and Myra themselves made it to the deck without being late. Master Scourge, conducting the roll call, gave them the evil eye but there was nothing he could punish them for!<br><br><em>(Instead of tracking XP, you'll level up at appropriate points during the adventure.)</em><br><br><hr><br>Afterwards, the crew were assigned their tasks for the day. Jing was to be lookout today, involving a climb to the crow’s nest on the mainmast, and then watching the horizon for other sails, land, or inclement weather. <br><br><em>(Roll a DC 10 Perception check)</em><br><br>Myra had a dilemma: Kroop had crawled into a bottle, so to speak, and was drunk to the point of insensibility. He wouldn't be any help at all, forcing Myra to take over his task of cooking for the crew, while he slumped near-unconscious in a corner muttering slurred and nearly unintelligible tales about a chef who worked at a fancy restaurant.<br><br><em>(Roll a DC 14 Profession (cooking) check)</em><br><br>Of course, while going about their assigned tasks they could also re-channel some of their efforts towards tasks furthering their own ends...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Ship Actions (Daytime)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Jing and Myra can take 1 ship action each.<br><br>Work Diligently: Gain a +4 bonus on any one check for a job’s daily task<br>Influence: Make normal checks for a job’s daily task and attempt to influence a single NPC<br>Sneak: Make normal checks for a job’s daily task and briefly explore one area of the ship.<br>Shop: Take a –2 penalty on all checks for a job’s daily task and visit the quartermaster’s store<br>Shirk: Take a –2 penalty on all checks for a job’s daily task and take time exploring one area of the ship. Risks being discovered.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>14-08-2017, 20:48:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><strong>"That's right honey, now run along."</strong> Myra said with a grin as she waved the two pirates off. She looked to Jing and stated <strong>"This is why if you're going to rough some one up you watch them first."</strong> With that she linked her arm with her friend's and headed up the the deck.<br><br>When Scourge gave them an evil eye, Myra just grinned. She crossed her arms under her bust, giving him an arrogant smirk but saying not a thing.<br><br>(<em>Sounds like a plan!</em>)<br>___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br><strong>"This early Master chef?"</strong> Myra asked with a sigh, knowing she'd not get an answer. She tucked the drunken man in so that he could sleep it off and turned her attention to the meal she needed to make. She unbuckled the small cape she had and set it some place clean, before she slipped her arms out of her sleeves and tied them behind her back to ensure they didn't get dirty. <strong>"Lets see how those cooking lessons took."</strong> She said with a smile.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">To cook!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 5 to the total<br>Comment: To cook Alone<br>Result: 14, <br>Total: 19<br>With the +4 for work diligently that is a 23!</div></div><br>Myra fed the fire of the stove before she set the large pot full of water on it. While that was brought to a boil she got out fish and went back killing and cleaning them just as Kroop had shown her the day before. It seemed that Myra proved a good student as she did everything rather well. She tossed the head, bones, and scales into a bucket for dumping later before dropping the meat into the pot along with herbs and everything else she saw Kroop use yesterday. She put the lid on it once everything was in then went about cleaning more of the kitchen. Since she didn't have to worry about getting in Kroop's way she went full force and clean all of the counter space and any dishes she could.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>14-08-2017, 21:20:56</strong>
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				Jing shook his head and looked at Myra and shrugged as one good punch and a bit of confusion managed to sort this out. He sighed "<strong>Really....one punch?</strong>" he said looking most disappointed.<br><br>He made it to deck and stood there mostly ignoring Scourge, only showing interest to offer his presence before going on to do his job.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Jerb roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +5<br>Comment: Doing my jerb<br>Result: 20, <br>Total: 20<br></div></div><br>He did the job requested, relaxing for the most part while he did it but making small talk with whomever came close.<br><br>(<em>I didn't see a list of people to talk to, Jing would probably talk to Sandara if he could but otherwise any female within reach would be his gut reaction. Actually, I take that back if possible he'd talk to the quartermaster as he seems to be missing his favorite sword.</em>)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Influence</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +4<br>Comment: Diplomacy check<br>Result: 10, <br>Total: 10<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>15-08-2017, 20:09:08</strong>
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				While Kroop snored away, Myra took over his tasks without a hitch. She even had time to start getting the galley squared away - in its current sorry state, it would take several days at best.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">New ship action for Myra: Clean</div><div class="spoiler_body">Clean: Make normal checks for a job’s daily task and make a DC 10 Profession (cook) check to clean. Three days' successes are required to completely tidy up the galley.<br><br>You can roll a Clean check today.<br></div></div><br><br>For Jing, unfortunately his duty confined him to the crow's nest, where the only company close enough to have a conversation with were other riggers. Barefoot Samms talked to him again: a bit of pleasant small talk that didn't leave them closer at the end than at the beginning, but that wasn't to say it wasn't fruitful, as he got the first clue as to how he might reclaim his cherished sword.<br><br><em>The quartermaster, Cut-Throat Grok, oversaw equipment and booty - including Jing's and Myra's seized possessions. Grok could be found in the quartermaster's store during the day, an unofficial shop of sorts aboard the ship.</em><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">New ship action for Jing/Myra: Learn about Cut-Throat Grok</div><div class="spoiler_body">Learn about Cut-Throat Grok: learn some characteristic about Grok that influences her thinking, through gathering information or observation, with a DC 15 diplomacy or perception or sense motive check<br></div></div><br><br><hr><br>Dusk fell, ending the work shift, and with it came Bloody Hour. To their surprise (or perhaps not, if they saw it coming), Jing and Myra were summoned to the mast, which during Bloody Hour served as a whipping post. Master Scourge was uncharacteristically gleeful, playing with his whip in anticipation. He was flanked by six toadies, all of them meaning business with saps ready at hand.<br><br><strong>"Jing and Myra! Ye have been found guilty of attacking yer fellow crew members. Witnesses saw Jing throw the first punch and Myra use black magic. The punishment is three lashes each!"</strong><br><br>But that wasn't all - he had something more to add, in a low voice meant for Myra, with Jing the only other person close enough to hear.<br><br><strong>"It's not too late - ye can still get out of this without a scar on yer pretty hide. All ye need to do is be my good slut."</strong><br><br><em>(You can submit, or resist verbally or physically. Myra has one more option of accepting Scourge's offer.)</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>15-08-2017, 20:46:59</strong>
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				Jing sighed a bit as it came time for Bloody Hour. When his name was called, he didn't look much surprised. He stepped forwards "<strong>I see your cowardice knows little bounds, you send thugs to halt us and make us late and then because your lackeys come up lacking, you show you can't even handle a plan falling through the cracks...delightful. Fine, I accept. Though, might as well just give me all the lashes in Myra's place. You do realize, well I highly doubt you do, that a woman's body if marred becomes lessened.&nbsp; However, you'd be doing me a favor adding a bit of color and story to my body.</strong>" he said staring the man down.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Intimidate to demoralize or otherwise Scourge if needed</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +3<br>Comment: Attempt to demoralizeintimidate Scourge.<br>Result: 10, <br>Total: 10<br>Hopes there is a bit of a modifier for the offered attempt to emasculate.<br></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Missed Diplo Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +4<br>Comment: Diplo to try and learn of the Quartermaster.<br>Result: 18, <br>Total: 18<br><br>Would've preferred this for the intimidate but I accept it to learn of the quartermaster as it's definitely a need<br></div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>15-08-2017, 21:38:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Cleaning Cleaning!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 7 to the total<br>Comment: Profession cook to clean the kitchen this is with working diligently and without the tools<br>Result: 20, <br>Total: 27<br>Does a Nat 20 mean it goes faster?! XD</div></div><br><br>Hearing her name called at bloody hour made Myra roll her eyes in disgust. They attacked them and of course it was going to be her and Jing who had to face the music for it. Though when Scourge made his offer once more and Jing countered with taking Myra's lashing as well, she knew she couldn't stand by and do nothing. Scourge was a like a hound who smelled a bitch in heat. He'd keep coming back time after time till either he got what he wanted or took it. So Myra took the chance to possibly set some of the rules and exchanges up before it go to the breaking point. <strong>"If and I mean <em>if</em>, I take this ... Agreement, I want some rules first. One: You will leave my friends alone. This includes any names I give you at later dates. Two: This, arrangement cannot interfere with my duties here upon this ship. It at any point I feel that my duty is too much at the moment then you're out of luck. And three: if any of your lackies try to pull the shit you had them pull this morning on my friends, even if it's of their own accord, the agreement becomes null and void and I mean even if it's just a whisper and no proof. Your men <em>toe the line</em>. Do you understand?"</strong> Myra asked as she crossed her arms. <strong>"If those terms aren't agreeable to you, then I suggest you take Jing's offer. Because if you even let one lash fall upon me you'll never feel my touch."</strong> Myra quietly added so that only Scourge would hear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>16-08-2017, 19:49:02</strong>
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				<em>(Jing doesn't get to learn about Grok now, but I'll let you save your check result for the next time you choose this ship action)<br><br>(Myra succeeds clean check 1/3. While cleaning she finds a dusty large cookbook (grants a +1 circumstance bonus on Profession [cook] checks))</em><br><br><hr><br><strong>"I'm the one giving terms here, not ye! For insubordiation, three more lashes for each of ye!"</strong> Scourge shouted in rage and snapped his fingers. The six pirates stood ready to make sure the punishment was carried out, by force if necessary.<br><br><em>(Submit to punishment, or else roll initiative (the odds are stacked against you though, so think twice before acting rashly))</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>16-08-2017, 20:10:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><strong>"You'll be useful."</strong> Myra muttered to herself as she placed the book in a clean area where she could easily find it next time she needed to cook without Kroop. However she hoped that wouldn't become the norm.<br>______________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>Myra gave a small chuckle as she removed the small cloak and from her shoulders and handed it off to Sandara. <strong>"Keep an eye on this for me won't you?"</strong> She asked the pretty sailor before she began to unbutton the front of her suit. She got to the button just below her navel and figured that was enough. She rolled the top of her suit and her sleeve down and tied the around her waist, not even slightly ashamed she was naked from the waist up. She grabbed a rag and tucked it along the rolled up suit on her back to ensure as little blood as possible got onto her outfit. <strong>"The mast right?"</strong> Myra asked as she made her way over to it. Myra ensured to pull her long black hair over her shoulder to reveal a tattoo of Calistra's holy symbol in the middle of her lower back. <strong>"Try not to hit the tattoo please, I'm sure she'd be very upset."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>16-08-2017, 20:16:40</strong>
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				Jing shook his head, honestly they were pretty good terms. His teeth clenched a bit as he double up for the both of them. He'd not be able to take that many for the both of them at this rate, and it seemed Myra knew full well. That or she was unwilling to let him. He raised his hands to show he was unarmed before undoing the tying in the from of his shirt and tossing the top aside. "<strong>Get with it then, I'd still like to try and get a bit of food in me and maybe some sleep.</strong>" he said simply before striding forwards.<br><br>Jing looked around at the six peons, <em>Alright...adding your names to the list of people who aren't gonna enjoy life once I have my say.</em> he thought before the pain soon came.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>17-08-2017, 19:31:34</strong>
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				With the mast serving as a whipping post, Jing and Myra were tied up to it in turn with their backs exposed. The boatswain's minions and the more bloodthirsty sailors cheered as Scourge filled the air with the sound of whip striking flesh. On the last strike, both Jing and Myra blacked out from the pain...<br><br><em>(Take 13 non-lethal damage each.)</em><br><br>By the time they regained consciousness, it was dusk. They woke to the comforting voice of Sandara chanting a spell of <em>cure light wounds</em>. "Welcome back, I saved something for you two. That was both brave and foolish of you to challenge Scourge openly in front of the entire crew like that." She passed them each a bowl of stew and mug of rum.<br><br><em>(Heal 5 hp each)</em><br><br>It was getting late and one by one the pirates were returning to their hammocks to sleep...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Ship Actions (dead of night)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sleep: Go to bed early and sleep through the night (recover 8 hp)<br>Influence: Attempt to influence a single NPC with Diplomacy or Bluff or Intimidate (stay up late and recover only 4 hp)<br>Sneak: Take time exploring the ship. Make a DC 10 Stealth check to avoid being discovered (stay up late and recover only 4 hp)<br></div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>17-08-2017, 22:57:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><strong>"Some times you need to, ta make a point and all. But you're right lovely. It was a fool's move. However I never said I was smart."</strong> Myra grinned before giving a groan of pain as she sat up. She fixed her outfit and took the small cape back from Sandara before she accepted the bowl of stew and rum. <strong>"Never been one for rum honestly... Any of you want it?"</strong> Myra asked before she turned her full attention to the stew. After all she had made it, why shouldn't she eat it. <strong>"Figure we'll need to watch ourselves from now on. Lucky for me I'm working for the cook. So long as Kroop isn't too drunk I've always go someone around... though I'm unsure if that's a good or a bad thing."</strong> She stated as she ate.<br><br>After that was done Myra got up and turned to Jing and Sandara.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"I think I'll turn in for the night."</strong> She told them with a nod. <strong>"Sleep off this wound."</strong> She joked before she made her way below deck to fall into an empty hammock. Mainly one further to the back or middle, she wasn't going to sleep on one of the outer hammocks if she didn't have to. Not after tonight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>18-08-2017, 01:10:05</strong>
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				Jing grunts a bit as he is awaken by the holy spell. He shakes his head a bit and that causes him to dry heave in pain. "<strong>Right...right, pain. Been a while, only like two days.</strong>" he said sitting up slowly. He sighed a bit and slipped back on what constitutes as a shirt for the catfolk. He took the stew much like Myra and offered his rum to whoever wanted it.<br><br>He stayed up a bit of the night trying to collect information on the Quartermaster. After this morning and evenings incidents, he wanted at least a sap on hand. He had a feeling that he'd have to deal with more attacks in the days to come. Though if he had his sword back on his belt, he might see them all backing off for fear of their life after he managed to so readily deal with one of them with just a fist.<br><br><em>4 nonlethal still to heal? Does the earlier Diplomacy check count to learn of the quartermaster or am I visiting her personally and using that check?</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>18-08-2017, 14:38:16</strong>
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				<em>(You can't learn about the quartermaster in the dead of night!)</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>18-08-2017, 14:51:47</strong>
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				<em>I assumed I was getting the skinny from a deckhand or something? I mean, I don't know who is up to interact with otherwise I'm just pot shotting in the dark ^_^</em><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br>Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +4<br>Comment: Random late night talking<br>Result: 8, <br>Total: 8<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>20-08-2017, 19:17:37</strong>
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				Besides Jing and Myra, there were four other new crew members aboard the <em>Wormwood</em>. Two of them were Sandara Quinn and Conchobhar Turlach Shortstone whom they already knew. Rosie Cusswell was a halfling with a foul temper and a fouler mouth, shorter but more muscular than most of the crew. Crimson "Cog" Cogward was a brooding loner of a man who unlike the others had actually volunteered to enlist.<br><br>They all shared a common hatred of Master Scourge and Mister Plug, which provided them a topic to stay up late griping about in the safety of the night. Scourge had confiscated Rosie's beloved fiddle on the flimsiest of pretexts and now it was gathering dust in the quartermaster's store. So far she had not managed to convince Grok to give it back. Cog had negotiated to sign on as a rigger, but here he was stuck as a lowly swab, and Scourge and Plugg seemed to take sadistic pleasure in his dilemma instead of solving it. Despite having Sourge and Plugg as constant enemies, Rosie and Cog were still apprehensive about throwing their lot in with Jing and Myra and Sandara, afraid that any open association might lead to a whipping or worse.<br><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Day 3</span><br><br>Nobody dared to get in Jing's or Myra's way again. Jing had another day of working in the rigging ahead of him, but Myra had a more interesting task. Kroop had sobered up enough to work, and while he took back the job of cooking, he had Myra replenish the larders by catching fish using the ship's nets.<br><br><hr><br><span class="bbc_u">Daily Task</span><br><br>Jing: DC 10 Profession (Sailor) check<br>Myra: DC 10 Survival check<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Ship Actions (Daytime) (pick one)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Work Diligently: Gain a +4 bonus on any one check for a job’s daily task.<br>Influence: Make normal checks for a job’s daily task and attempt to influence a single NPC.<br>Sneak: Make normal checks for a job’s daily task and briefly explore one area of the ship.<br>Shop: Take a –2 penalty on all checks for a job’s daily task and visit the quartermaster’s store.<br>Shirk: Take a –2 penalty on all checks for a job’s daily task and take time exploring one area of the ship. Risks being discovered.<br>Clean: Make normal checks for a job’s daily task and make a DC 10 Profession (cook) check to clean. Three days' successes are required to completely tidy up the galley.<br>Learn about Cut-Throat Grok: learn some characteristic about Grok that influences her thinking, through gathering information or observation, with a DC 15 diplomacy or perception or sense motive check.<br></div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>21-08-2017, 00:36:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d8/da/90/d8da90d234be8f4699c282021d71c532.jpg)</div><br><em>Dice I swear...play nice</em><br><br>Jing spoke with them for much of the night even though he was sore and honestly perhaps too tired to have stayed up all the same. He sighed when they finally went to bed but this evening had been worth it. It seemed that if they worked at it a wee bit, they might be able to start sneaking together a 'crew' of their own in case of future incidents or needs.<br><br>When he awoke in the morning, he checked in with Myra and let her know of the people he talked to. He pointed them out and gave a brief summary of what they talked about as they made their way up to the deck to check in. However, once they got their jobs, Jing kept his head down for the most part.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Doing mah jerb</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +5<br>Comment: Riggin<br>Result: 17, <br>Total: 17<br></div></div><br>Jing took the time during his work to go ahead and try and find out about this Quartermaster he kept hearing so much about.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>21-08-2017, 22:18:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra noted the names Jing gave her before she broke off and headed for the kitchen. <strong>"Good morning chef!"</strong> Myra said as she came in and was handed a net. <strong>"Um... Chef you are aware I've never fished before yes? Well... I guess there is no time to learn then the present hmm? Don't expect much."</strong> Myra warned with a sigh before she headed off to try and catch some fish.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Trying to catch fish</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding +3 to the total<br>Comment: Catching fish -1 Wis +4 Work diligently<br>Result: 1, <br>Total: 4</div></div><br>She cast out the net and ensure to tie it off and with that she waited. Though because she had to mind the net she didn't get the chance to clean out the kitchen and finish what she had started. By the end of the day she brought the net back to Kroop shaking her head. <strong>"I don't think we where around any fish."</strong> She told him
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>22-08-2017, 20:34:44</strong>
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				Barefoot Samms worked beside Jing in the rigging, her voice sympathetic. <strong>"How's your back feeling today? What did'ya expect, trying to stand up to Scourge."</strong><br><br>She had more to say about the quartermaster: <strong>"The way to Grok's heart is through her liver, she 'n' the cook are drinking buddies, though she don't drink 'erself useless like he does. She'd 'ppreciate some fine hooch if you got any, or sing 'er a raunchy drinking song or two. Otherwise, you'd try putting the fear o' the gods in her, e'en for a sailor she's superstitious to a fault."</strong><br><br><hr><br><strong>"How'm I supposed to make fish stew with no fish? Hardtack porridge it is... "</strong> Kroop grumbled. The crew also cast ugly looks at the cook and cook's mate, but food was food and they had to eat it regardless.<br><br>Scourge greedily snatched the opportunity to punish Myra again for her failure during Bloody Hour. <strong>"Just 'cause you tasted the whip, doesn't give ye an excuse to slack off! Here's a reminder!"</strong> He gleefully gave her three lashes of the whip for her transgression.<br><br><em>(Take 6 non-lethal damage.)</em><br><br><hr><br>With the sun setting and the day's sailing come to an end, the crew turned to grog and evening entertainments to put the poor meal behind them.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Ship actions (evening)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gamble: Play or gamble on a game of chance or pirate entertainment.<br>Entertain: Make one Perform check to entertain the crew or Grok (pick one).<br>Influence: Attempt to influence a single NPC with Diplomacy or Bluff or Intimidate<br>Sneak: Take time exploring the ship. Make a DC 10 Stealth check to avoid being discovered.<br>Steal: Attempt to steal from the quartermaster's store. Make a DC 10 Stealth check to avoid being discovered.<br></div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>22-08-2017, 21:16:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><em>I can't make fish just appear. I'm not a druid.</em> Myra thought as she made her way over to the mast to take her lashing, doing the same as she had once before.<br><br>After that, luckily she hadn't blacked out this time, Myra saw that moral was low thanks to the poor meal and figured she'd put on a show. After closing up her suit to the normal point she always had it at Myra took the stage so to speak and began to sing.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Sing sweet Nightingale</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 7 to the total<br>Comment: Sing maybe<br>Result: 15, <br>Total: 22<br>This (https://youtu.be/ASe0q5D2Ubs) is the song she sings tone, though I have edited to words so that it is more fitting for the world but some things like certain location just don't have a named so I left the original names pretending they exsist here!</div></div><strong><em>"Upon one summer's morning<br>I carefully did stray<br>Down by the Walls of Wapping<br>Where I met a sailor gay<br>&nbsp;<br>Conversing with a young lass<br>Who seem'd to be in pain<br>Saying, William, when you go<br>I fear you'll ne'er return again<br>&nbsp;<br>My heart is pierced by Shylen<br>I disdain all glittering gold<br>There is nothing can console me<br>But my jolly sailor bold<br>&nbsp;<br>His hair it hangs in ringlets<br>His eyes as black as coal<br>My happiness attend him<br>Wherever he may go<br>&nbsp;<br>From Tower Hill to Blackwall<br>I'll wander, weep and moan<br>All for my jolly sailor<br>Until he sails home<br>&nbsp;<br>My heart is pierced by Shylen<br>I disdain all glittering gold<br>There is nothing can console me<br>But my jolly sailor bold<br>&nbsp;<br>My father is a merchant<br>The truth I now will tell<br>And in great Port Peril City<br>In opulence doth dwell<br>&nbsp;<br>His fortune doth exceed<br>300,000 gold<br>And he frowns upon his daughter<br>Who loves a sailor bold<br>&nbsp;<br>A fig for his riches<br>His merchandise and gold<br>True love has grafted my heart<br>Give me my sailor bold<br>&nbsp;<br>My heart is pierced by Shylen<br>I disdain all glittering gold<br>There is nothing can console me<br>But my jolly sailor bold<br>&nbsp;<br>Should he return in pov'rty<br>From o'er the ocean far<br>To my tender bosom<br>I'll press my jolly tar<br>&nbsp;<br>My sailor is as smiling<br>As the pleasant month of Desnus<br>And often we have wandered<br>Through Ratcliffe Highway<br>&nbsp;<br>Many a pretty blooming<br>Young girl we did behold<br>Reclining on the bosom<br>Of her jolly sailor bold<br>&nbsp;<br>My heart is pierced by Shylen<br>I disdain all glittering gold<br>There is nothing can console me<br>But my jolly sailor bold<br>&nbsp;<br>My name it is Myra<br>A merchant's daughter fair<br>And I have left my parents<br>And three thousand gold a year<br>&nbsp;<br>Come all you pretty fair maids<br>Whoever you may be<br>Who love a jolly sailor<br>That plows the raging sea<br>&nbsp;<br>While up aloft in storm<br>From me his absence mourn<br>And firmly pray arrive the day<br>He's never more to roam<br>&nbsp;<br>My heart is pierced by Shylen<br>I disdain all glittering gold<br>There is nothing can console me<br>But my jolly sailor bold"</em></strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>23-08-2017, 11:01:41</strong>
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				Jing cringed a bit as it came time for bloody hour and hearing Scourge call Myra's name. He didn't even get a chance to speak up before he could tell by the gleam in the man's eye that he'd accept no substitute. To be fair, stripping a woman bare chested would always out weight doing the same to a man in Jing's eyes as well. Though, he wasn't one with too much interest in the marring of flesh.<br><br>He watched stoically, almost uncaring even in an attempt to not let Scourge get any extra satisfaction from the display.<br><br>He was pleased to see though that the man at least held up his honor and stopped at three and stil even more so that Myra could walk away instead of being carried like he had no doubt the two of them had been the night before.<br><br>He made his way over to his meal and shook his head, it smelled awful in his mind but then he didn't complain as it's better than some of the things he'd been forced to eat foraging between towns at times.<br><br>After all the info he'd gotten today, he thought for a bit and decided he might give entertaining the quartermaster a try. While he had hear that she enjoyed a good tune...to be honest, he couldn't really sing anymore than the average house cat.<br><br>Instead he tried coming up with a lovely tale of daring, attacks at sea, and plundering of good booty.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Craptastic roll to attempt to remember a good story for a bonus</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +6<br>Comment: Free Knowledge check from Barroom Talespinner<br>Result: 9, <br>Total: 9<br></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Perform Oratory on Grok</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +8<br>Comment: Spinning a tale worthy of swaying the Quartermaster.<br>Result: 12, <br>Total: 12<br></div></div><br>His tale wasn't overly complicated and sadly not incredibly inventive...but he held his breath a bit to see how she'd respond to the tale.<br><br><em>Dang...Myra destroying the damned social rolls...meanwhile...Cat warbling over in a corner</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>03-10-2017, 19:58:09</strong>
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				Singing was no new pastime aboard the <em>Wormwood</em> - those who wanted to listen gathered close, while the rest continued with their drinking, gaming and dancing, whatever struck their fancy. Tonight, though, all activities gradually came to a stop, all eyes and ears turned towards Myra as though spellbound while her voice rang clear across the dark night waters, the waves themselves providing harmony for her song.<br><br>As the last verse rolled away across the waves, a silence descended upon the ship. It was Sandara who first broke the silence with clapping, and soon the rest of the crew joined in. Even Plugg and Scourge and their toadies gave a smattering of perfunctory applause.<br><br>Of Jing's "performance", the less said the better. A few lines in, Grok started paying more attention to her grog than to him, and she didn't even seem to notice when he'd stopped. The only condolence was that she seemed too drunk to remember who to hold a grudge against.<br><br>Over the next few days, rumors quietly floated among the crew whether Myra was part mermaid or not...<br><br><em>(Myra and Jing gain a +2 circumstance bonus on all future Charisma-based skill checks among the crew.)</em><br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Ship actions (dead of night)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sleep: Go to bed early and sleep through the night (recover 8 hp)<br>Influence: Attempt to influence a single NPC with Diplomacy or Bluff or Intimidate (stay up late and recover only 4 hp)<br>Sneak: Take time exploring the ship. Make a DC 10 Stealth check to avoid being discovered (stay up late and recover only 4 hp)<br></div></div><br><br><hr><br>OOC: Fair warning: so the daily routine (jobs, ship actions day / evening / night) takes up the first third or so of the book, broken up by occasional special events. Just checking in if you want to play out the daily routines all the way through, since it goes on for about 3 weeks in-game time, or if you want to focus on the special events and expedite the daily stuff.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>04-10-2017, 05:31:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra smiled at the crew as applause began to ring out. She gave a gracious low bow before she looked among the crowd and noticed that even Plugg and Scourge, along with their lackeys, seemed to have enjoyed her voice even if they did seem to be hiding how much or perhaps that was all the enjoyment for something like this they could show. She gave Scourge a quick look that could only translate to 'eat your heart out' before turning all her attention to the other people.<br><br><strong>"Thank you thank you!"</strong> Myra said as she smiled at them making her way over to Sandara, <strong>"Do you see what you started?"</strong> She teased as she gently elbowed the young woman. <strong>"Never going to get a moments rest."</strong> Myra winked before faking a yawn. <strong>"Speaking of which, I do believe I shall turn in early, beauty sleep and all."</strong><br><br>With that Myra gave a playful wave before she headed down to the hammocks to sleep off the whipping she took earlier today.<br>______________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>OOC: Gonna go with sleep for tonight, now as for the days I'm cool with doing multiple days at once if you'd like to do it that way to take the days that have nothing to really do on them over faster. The only reason I'd like to do the day by day is so that Myra and Jing can speak with the crew more.<br>______________________________________________________________________________________________________
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>04-10-2017, 14:46:05</strong>
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				[ooc]I'm ok with expediting to a degree, if you wanna give like X number of days worth of Jobs/events and have us do the rolls for them, then do the consequences just to speed things up a wee bit if you like. But otherwise I'm fine. [/ooc]<br><br>Jing feeling a bit embarrassed by the differences in talent, slinks back into the shadows and out into the night.<br><br>[ooc]Gonna do some ship exploring![/ooc]<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Sneaking?</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, adding 9 to the total<br>Comment: Sneak about the ship<br>Result: 3, <br>Total: 12<br></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Perception if needed?</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, adding 5 to the total<br>Comment: Looking around the ship<br>Result: 15, <br>Total: 20<br></div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>05-10-2017, 06:19:01</strong>
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				Pirates slept deeply and snored loudly; what energy wasn't exhausted by a hard day's work was drained by grog. If there had been alert guards posted Jing might have been caught, but everyone below decks was fast asleep so he remained unnoticed.<br><br><hr><br><em><span class="bbc_u">New locations discovered for future sneak actions!</span><br><br>Officers' Quarters: door locked, Plugg's and Scourge's snoring heard on the other side<br>Captain's Cabin: door locked<br>Middle Hold: someone is chained to the foremast here...<br>Quartermaster and Cook's Cabin: door unlocked, Grok and Kroop's snoring hard on the other side<br>Galley: door unlocked<br>Quartermaster's Store: door locked<br>Lower Hold: crew sleeps here, their belongings are in footlockers lining the walls</em><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Day 4</span><br><br>Duties were assigned as usual... but work didn't proceed for very long before they were interrupted by young Jack Scrimshaw rushing onto the deck, clutching his bleeding arm. <strong>"Mister Plugg! Mister Plugg! There's <em>something</em> in the bilges, almost ate me alive, sir!"</strong> he shouted in a high-pitched voice that hadn't entirely left puberty yet. <br><br><strong>"Probably rats again. Master Scourge, take care of it before they wreck our provisions!"</strong> Plugg ordered.<br><br><strong>"Yes sir! I know the perfect scallywags for the job!"</strong> Scourge summoned Myra and Jing. <strong>"You two, get down to the bilges and don't bother coming out until whatever's down there is dead. Go see Grok if you're too pussy to use your fists."</strong><br><br><hr><br>At the quartermaster's store... <strong>"Bilge rats again? You don't need no fancy gear for that. This should be plenty and you better bring everything back or it'll be docked from your hide. "</strong> Grok grunted, laying out a motley selection of torches, daggers and clubs on the counter.<br><br><em>(Skill checks needed to convince her otherwise.)</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>05-10-2017, 08:40:01</strong>
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				Jing raised his brow as he was dragged down from his job only to hear he was going to be chasing rats. This had to be some kind of racial slur...not that rats weren't tasty if cooked properly. He wasn't about to bother trying to 'prove' himself to Scourge. "<strong>Sure sure, not too difficult</strong>" he said before turning on his heel and heading straight to Quartermaster.<br><br>He smiled as he waited for Myra before opening the door and slipping inside. Her reply was not really that surprising but honestly, he wasn't interested in putting his hands in easy reach of rat mouths.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Diplomacy</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, adding 4 to the total<br>Comment: Rather not stab everything with merely a dagger.<br>Result: 17, <br>Total: 21<br></div></div><br>Jing smiled as he leaned on her table "<strong>Look, I get that Scourge isn't too keen on us but a dagger and a club? That's just asking to get bit, if we get bit then you have to dish out bandages and besides if we use the weapons isn't it a great way to make someone else have to clean em afterwards...you know work you'd rather not do?</strong>" he said purring a bit with his voice.<br><strong>"I mean, I'm not gonna say no to a couple of throwing dagger and maybe a lengthy blade, something whippy that you can dance with.</strong>" he said grinning.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>06-10-2017, 01:46:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra seemed not annoyed or angered that Scourge had called for them to be the ones doing this. <strong>"Aye, I doubt it'll take us too long."</strong> Myra grinned before she followed Jing. <br><br>She gave him a nod as he opened the door for her and headed into Grok's area to get something other than her fist to fight with. When Jing asked about getting something better she had to agree. <strong>"Aye a longer blade would be greatly welcomed and returned of course."</strong> Myra said softly with a kind smile to Grok. <strong>"After all, where could we go with it? We're all stuck on this ship and it would be in our best interest to work with you after all."</strong> Myra pointed out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>16-10-2017, 20:20:34</strong>
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				Grok seemed swayed by the argument. <strong>"What's once your gear now's the captain's booty by right, but I guess you aren't going anywhere... might as well put it to use."</strong> She rummaged beneath the counter and finally put down two wrapped packages on the counter. Coinage and valuables had long been looted, but the pieces of gear themselves were still safe and sound.<br><br><em>(Equipment retrieved! Gain up to average starting wealth or less in equipment, but you don't get any loose coinage between the net worth of your gear and average starting wealth.)</em><br><br><hr><br>A trap door in the <em>Wormwood</em>'s lower hold led down to a ladder that descended into the bilges. The lowest deck of the ship, the bilges were a foul, damp place with thick cobwebs above and a foot of dark, brackish water that stunk abominably below. A single bilge pump rested near the stern.<br><br>Without any portholes to let in light or air, it was also almost pitch back inside, requiring a light source to see. There was an alarmed squeaking and scampering of tiny feet as the furry pests scattered in all directions. Myra and Jing caught sight of three of them slipping into the brackish water to conceal themselves.<br><br><em>(Roll initiative!)</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>17-10-2017, 02:52:36</strong>
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				Jing softens a bit seeing that Grok is at least understandable of the situation and nods to her. He looks to Mira and grins as Grok goes and grabs two packages that contain their gear.<br><br>He unwraps his package and spies that he's missing a few valuables...a small sore point but otherwise retrieves his chain shirt, his aldori dueling sword, five daggers, and the straps to keep them all in place and easy to access for him to retrieve and throw. He dons his gear and takes a few steps back before testing his familiarity and access ease a bit before nodding to Grok "<strong>Thank you, you are a treasure.</strong>" he said before waiting for Mira by the door, ready to head into the bilges.<br><br><hr><br>Jing flings open the trap door and looks inside for a minute before setting forth his four summoned candles (Dancing lights) to light the area they soon after enter. He climbs down shortly after and pulls out his dueling sword and readies a dagger in the other hand.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Terrible Initiative activated</div><div class="spoiler_body">[1] 17-10-17 02:44:40 CEST - wallacej785@gmail.com<br>Initiative Roll<br>1d20 +3<br>4 + 3 = 7<br></div></div><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>17-10-2017, 03:02:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra smiled brightly at Grok "You have my thanks Quarter master Grok." She said as she gathered her rapier, four daggers, and a set of studded leather armor.&nbsp; She dressed in her armor before returning her weapons to her belt. Then she headed out and joined Jing to journey to the bilges.<br>____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>Myra followed Jing down after he sent the lights down so they'd have enough to see. Rapier ready once she reached the floor of the bilges. "Oh, I head rats." Myra said with a small smirk as she looked to Jing. "When we bring them top side how many jokes do you think Scourge will make?"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Awesome Initiative</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 3 to the total<br>Comment: Initiative <br>Result: 19, <br>Total: 22</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>19-10-2017, 02:34:01</strong>
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				These filthy rats were no ordinary rats - the size of a small dog, with a coat of coarse fur that blended in the dirty water, a long and scabby tail, and two glittering eyes! No wonder a lesser sailor would flee from them!<br><br><hr><br>Dire Rat (3)<br>AC 14, touch 14, flat-footed 11<br>hp 5<br>Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +1<br>Concealment in the water: 20% miss chance<br><br><hr><br>(Myra wins initiative and goes first, Jing doesn't get to go until after the rats :P)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>19-10-2017, 17:30:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><strong>"Oh goddess those are disgusting!"</strong> Myra said before she stabbed at one of the rats.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attack, failed</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 4 to the total<br>Comment: Attack<br>Result: 5, <br>Total: 9</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>19-10-2017, 20:17:13</strong>
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				One of the rats bit Jing for 2 damage!<br><br><hr><br><em>(Rats' attacks: 4, 4, 19<br>2 damage.)</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>21-10-2017, 06:15:13</strong>
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				Jing yelps as one of the rats bites at his leg and he thrusts his blade tip down at his ankle.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Miss</div><div class="spoiler_body">[1] 17-10-21 06:14:16 CEST - wallacej785@gmail.com<br>Attack the rat!<br>1d20 +5<br>2 + 5 = 7<br></div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>24-10-2017, 01:16:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myra slashed once more though the water hid her target.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attack and miss</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 4 to the total<br>Comment: Attack<br>Result: 5, <br>Total: 9<br>Same roll as last time. I don't think Myra is suppose to have a blade! XD</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>29-10-2017, 09:02:42</strong>
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				The rats scurried about, two of them ending up flanking Jing by chance! One in front distracting him while the other rat bit the cat from the rear!<br><br><em>(11 and 16, 1 hit. 2 damage.)</em><br><br>The last rat was kept at bay by Myra's slashes through the water.<br><br><em>(7, miss)</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>31-10-2017, 09:52:22</strong>
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				Jing once again felt the harsh bite from a rat. This was getting infuriating to say the least. His pride was practically on the line given the situation.<br><br>He side-stepped, attempting to put his back to Myra's or the bulkhead to give the rat less chance to double team him before stabbing out.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">ATTACK!!!!</div><div class="spoiler_body">[1] 17-10-31 08:45:26 CET - wallacej785@gmail.com<br>Attempt to hit a rat once again.<br>1d20 +5<br>10 + 5 = 15<br>[2] 17-10-31 08:48:01 CET - wallacej785@gmail.com<br>Miss chance?<br>1d100 &gt; 20<br>62 ... success<br>[3] 17-10-31 08:49:12 CET - wallacej785@gmail.com<br>Stabbity the rattity<br>1d8 +2<br>3 + 2 = 5<br></div></div><br>He felt the blade connect and he gave the tip of the blade a quick flick of the wrist to tear the blade free "<strong>How're fairing Myra? I feel like this is not the best place for this kind of fight</strong>" he said, grunting a bit in the middle of the conversation as the blade slipped free.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>02-11-2017, 06:07:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><strong>"I must agree Jing dear."</strong> Myra said before she stepped back from the rat before her. <strong>"Tis not a good place for a fight at all, yet if we go back leaving them alive those upstairs will have our hides."</strong> She pointed out before she took a deep breath and screeched at the ran before her.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Ear-Piercing Scream</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Myra rolled: 1d6<br>Comment: Ear-Piercing Scream damage<br>Result: 3, <br>Total: 3<br>They get a fort save for half and DC is 14</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>12-11-2017, 09:03:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rat shrieked in pain, gravely injured by Jing's blade and tried to crawl away back into whatever hidey-hole it came from with its hairless tail tucked between its legs, exposing its back as it fled. (Provoking an attack of opportunity as it moves out of threatened square.)<br><br>Another rat was dazed in place by Myra's creech. (Fort save 11 failed.)<br><br>The third rat tried to leap at Jing again, but now that he wasn't being double-teamed anymore he could focus on avoiding its dirty, probably disease-laden bite. (12 to hit, that's a miss right?)<br><br><hr><br>Rat 1: 0 HP (provoke AoO)<br>Rat 2: 2 HP (dazed)<br>Rat 3: 5 HP 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>12-11-2017, 16:10:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Thank goodness it is, I'm ready to start getting some real AC one day &gt;.&lt;)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Missed AoO</div><div class="spoiler_body">[1] 17-11-12 16:07:34 CET - wallacej785@gmail.com<br>Attack of Opportunity<br>1d20 +5<br>7 + 5 = 12<br></div></div><br>Jing lets out another quick slash at the rat's behind as it attempts to limp away before turning about and seeing the other whom attempted to bite him. He pulled his leg back in time and gave a quick slice downwards at it's neck.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Failed attack</div><div class="spoiler_body">[2] 17-11-12 16:09:40 CET - wallacej785@gmail.com<br>Attack on Ratto 3<br>1d20 +5<br>5 + 5 = 10<br></div></div><br>Unfortunately, with the darkness and the dodging, the rat was hard to hit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>21-11-2017, 14:21:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div><strong>"These creatures are far more a nuisance than I expected!</strong> Myra stated rather annoyed as she slashed at one again.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attack</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result:&nbsp;Myra rolled: 1d20, adding 4 to the total<br>Comment: Attack<br>Result: 13,&nbsp;<br>Total: 17<br>OMG I might have finally hit something! XD<br><br>Chance to hit?<br>Roll Result:&nbsp;Myra rolled: 1d100<br>Comment: Concealment&nbsp;<br>Result: 96,&nbsp;<br>Total: 96<br>I did! I did finally hit something!<br><br>Damage<br>Roll Result:&nbsp;Myra rolled: 1d6, adding 3 to the total<br>Comment: Damage<br>Result: 1,&nbsp;<br>Total: 4</div></div><br>Myra leaned foreword and ran the ear who was dazed through with a slight grin. <strong>"Got you you little bastard!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autocad</strong> on <strong>21-11-2017, 17:24:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With one rat downed for good, and the seriously injured one managing to avoid Jing's parting slash as it fled to the safety of whatever dark hidey-hole it came from, the last rat found itself outnumbered instead of outnumbering the exterminators. It too cowardly escaped, leaving ripples in the bilge water as it scurried back to its hidden lair.<br><br>At least there was one rat corpse to show for all their work. Normal rats were... well, rat-sized, giant rats might be the size of a cat... but this dire specimen was the size of a small dog.<br><br><hr><br>Rat 1: 0 HP (escaped)<br>Rat 2: Dead<br>Rat 3: 5 HP (withdrew and escaped)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Skull &amp; Shackles (Autocad, Timeskeeper, ShinigamiWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeskeeper</strong> on <strong>21-12-2017, 19:29:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/cb/aa/03cbaa0ec73fe5167caab7efc56cb706--pirate-clothes-pirate-outfits.jpg)</div>Myla picked up the dead rat by the tail and looked it over. <strong>"Well... this isn't going to be a good thing."</strong> Myla said as she looked to Jing. <strong>"Lets get back up top. Hand this over to Scourge."</strong> She told him before she headed out of the bilges.
			</dd>
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