Mission 7 - The Port, Turn 25 *Turn Ends
9PM UTC, 3 June 2025.*
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Captain BenKii: You think of Aeshma as you feel a gentle hand stroke through your hair and another caresses your chest.
Aeshma, is that you? You mumble in your sleep. "Boy I had the worst nightmare ever. I was back in that dungeon from years ago fighting Nightmare creatures, zombies, and an evil demon bunny. Not to mention that Hag had returned toying with our sanity. But this dream feels a lot better in comparison. It's so good to see you again..." You open your eyes and see a very different woman than who you expected.
This clearly isn't Aeshma. She hushes you before you can exclaim a curse. When she winks saucily you quickly get up from the lounge chair and straighten your shirt, feeling like you are betraying Aeshma somehow. "Apologies ma'am, thank you for your... umm... hospitality but 'fraid I've promised my heart to another," you say to Candy.
(roll dice) She pouts. "Oh fiddlecakes, Cap'n Honeybuns. I've looked so forward to meeting such a charming and heroic gentleman as yourself," she says in her soft sweet voice. "You're dashing my dreams, sir."
BenKii, smelling the coffee, eggs, bacon and fresh bread you turn from the uneasy situation to focus on
Breakfast! "Is that food I smell?" You are in such a hurry to find this blessed food to fill your depleted stomach that you barely even notice
Devin standing by the doorway. "Hey
Devin!" you say, passing him on your way to the enticing scent of food.
Wait, Devin?! You turn and backtrack to look straight at
Devin, who's smiling at you. "
Devin! It is you!
Grog'tial was right about that cat looking familiar! Hey, where's the rest of the crew? The Admiral,
Captain Aylar, Aeshma... they around here too?"
Devin: You swiftly step out of the way with catlike grace as
Captain BenKii hurries past you. You smile as you see the realization hit him and he turns around to stare at you. "Aye, it be me. And aye, that be food ye smell. Brunch be served and ye don't want to miss Rose's baking or Gormi's cooking. I advise ye take care with yer comments. Gormi's also the bouncer here." You wink, knowing the half-orc cook comes as a surprise to many. You become more serious as you answer his last question. "
Nay. M'Lady, Captain Aylar and the Ship be not here. My goddess assures me they be currently unharmed. The rest I will tell once all are gathered at the table."
BenKii, you nod as your stomach prods you to return to your original intent of finding FOOD. You take the stairs two at a time and after a brief glance to the parlor to the right,
turn left into the dining area where you see a large table set with platters and plates. There
you see a very pretty halfling that reminds you once again of Tanea. Before you can introduce yourself
a massive half-orc in a large flowery apron with a big butcher's knife stuck in his belt beside an even bigger tenderizing hammer comes in with another platter of food and grins tuskily at you, reminding you of
Devin's warning about the cook also being the bouncer and comments about the food.
Gilius: You look up to see
Devin standing by the doorway as he greets
Captain BenKii and the rest of the Crew. "Erm,
Devin? Where be we? Was this all just a bad dream? Or be we dreaming right now?" you ask. You quickly check to see if
Rocky's pet stone is still in your pocket and sigh with relief when
you find it safe and sound. Then
you check the rest of your equipment and find it all there.
Devin: You greet the Crew then turn to answer
Gilius. "Nay,
Gilius, it not be just a dream, though each of ye shouldst have awoken from a healing one now.
I trapped the painting on this side. Anything that came through was put into deep sleep until I be sure nothing harmful came attached else be dealt with." You gesture to the empty wall. "
I hath removed the paintings from their frames. They be stored safely for now.
Outside the frames they shouldst not be able to let anything through. As for where we be, we be in the basement of
The Silken Pearl, a brothel in the free port the Ship was to be heading for in the Weirding Sea." As you see
Gilius looking over his equipment you assure him. "All shouldst be there.
I only removed those things with magic not yet attuned to any of ye until I be sure none be cursed."
Devin, with that you turn to
Count. "Ye be a special case. It appears
the shield hath already attached itself to ye. It be having a will of its own, but shouldst not harm ye. Though
ye mayst find yerself compelled to acts of protective goodness and heroics, especially against undead." You restrain a smirk and keep a straight face saying this, though you are greatly entertained by the thought of watching this play out for
Count.
Gilius, you approach Devin and pinch him, just to make sure this is not an illusion and you are not still in that cursed dungeon with all your minds being tricked by god-know-what malevolent force.
He pinches you back with a wink, then smiles and points you towards the tantalizing smell of a hot meal. You quickly follow your nose, ready to completely enjoy one hell of a big breakfast to recover from all those emotions from your adventure.
Count Karnstein: "Oh my, ye got me!" you say to the Felinoid ladies. "An' what scary claws ye 'ave. Such sharp fangs. Be careful, I beg ye. Is it true what folks say 'bout pussycats, that they like to play long 'n' rough with their victims 'fore finishin' 'em off? Mhm, I bet ye can make this poor, pathetic mouse squeal." You grin widely, then try to imitate a mouse's squeaks, followed by a slightly unhinged laugh. When you suddenly realize with dismay that you are not actually alone in the room, you quickly compose yourself and rise from the nest of silken pillows and cushions. "Felara, Cinara, call me Klaus. Pleasure to make yer acquaintance," you say with a wink.
"Oh, we very much like to play, 'Claws'" Cinara growls suggestively. "One of our favorites is 'pounce 'n' bounce'." She returns your wink with a grin, licking her fangs slowly and seductively.
Count, you check over your gear. Nothing is missing except the silver-headed warhammer. Who would have thought that silver hammer will get confiscated for "identification"?
Valuation, more likely, you think to yourself.
You leave the apple on a nearby side table and seeing the cookie is soggy and smashed, decide to dispose of it outside at your earliest convenience, sure the birds or rats will dispose of it. Then your brain catches up with what
Devin has just said.
Count, you turn quickly, addressing
Devin "Whaddya bloody mean "attached"? How? I merely picked it up, fer Pete's sake. It must attach more easily than
Cap'n BenKii to another chap's girlfriend! Last blasted thing that attached t'me straddled me face an' sprayed with ink due to a minor disagreement! I dread to think what this is capable of. Instant immolation?" You look toward Felara and Cinara: "Ladies, point me to the nearest temple. 'Fraid I may be in dire need of an exorcist."
Felara stretchs sensually. "Why point when we can take you? Although we're also good at 'exercising' out whatever ails you," she purrs.
Devin, you raise a brow at
Count. "
Didst ye use it at all? It be a cursed item. Not all cursed items be harmful, some be beneficial, even if they be 'sticky'. Although hadst ye been an undead it probably wouldst be a different tale ... mayhaps causing ye to bash yerself silly or drawing ye into a fire for that immolation you speak of. Since ye look fine it seems to have just attached itself to ye, and that
Aura of Protection will give ye and any ally near ye quite the protective boost, as well as the added magical aura damage to any undead. Though it be having a presence of it's own so ye may find
ye need to assert yer mastery over it, much as Captain Aylar doth with that necromancy sword of his."
Bellandra: (roll dice) You wake to see
Argy and the food on the table, and hear the owl gargoyle's words in your mind. "Uh, morning to ye,
Argy."
And to ye, friend owl. "What... has happened?" Looking around
you realize you must indeed be in the brothel the others had spoken of. There had been some establishments like this in the port town where you had first lived after you awakened as a shipkin during your shipwreck. You have never been inside one before, but you remember how you had sometimes taken note of the lithe grace some of those ladies had shown on errands about town, while you yourself had only just begun learning how to properly move the arms and legs you had. "Ah. Ye know, that food looks quite good, I will have some please," you say while putting on your armor and boots. "I expect others of the Crew will be near. I have heard from me shipkin, too. At least I hear no ticking clock... for now, so tis be a time for many tales I wager. And for proper food like yours, aye?" you add with a smile.
Argy: (roll dice) You look around the room, prepared to shoo away any cat, but don't see one. Instead
you sit down to enjoy a nice breakfast with Bellandra, hoping it is not just another illusion. Afterwards, you swear to yourself you will never enter that creepy dungeon again, nor meet that annoying hag again ... but reluctantly realize time will tell.
Devin: Once the Crew have all gathered at the table you cast a
Zone of Silence with yourself and the cat as anchors. "
None beyond this table shouldst be able to hear us now for two hours," you tell them. "We may speak freely, though if someone comes in
I wouldst advise caution lest they be able to read lips."
Devin, you proceed to brief the Crew. "Here be what I know.
The old Lighthouse be corrupted by a Hag, mayhaps a coven. She or they must
have been observing and working haggish magics. Those magics combined with the Lighthouse's own were powerful enough to temporarily 'trick' the wards Captain Aylar worked into the Ship. The first pulse took all of ye. The second pulse took the Ship itself, along with M'Lady,
Captain Aylar and the permanently bound crew. The more extensive Ship's wards on their cabins must have protected them long enough for M'Lady to wrest the Ship free, but
it still took them elsewhere. I be seeking where.
Captain Baldbeard and his crew also be missing. Frosty reported seeing them sailing for the Lighthouse in an attempt to find the Ship and Crew, but they also disappeared."
Devin, you look over the Crew. "I not be knowing for sure the intent of the Hag, beyond the usual seeking of torment and power.
It be hinted this one has a grudge match with a talking skull, and a dwarf and the Shadowy figure may also be involved. Ye shouldst know that
this type of Hag can read and even alter memories. I be told two of ye had previous experiences in that dungeon, and all of ye have had a brush with at least two of the beings mentioned.
Yer memories of such mayst be what drew the Hag's attention."
Devin: "I will answer any questions as I can, but I still be seeking information myself. For now, we be welcome here at The Silken Pearl. This be a free port and
ye can find many things in the shops here, but lately a few of Beckett's spies have been spotted, so it be best we be cautious moving around port. The ladies here made it look like ye be part of a Wolf crew enjoying their services and there be a couple hidden rooms we be having access to.
There be a Wolf ship docked currently and Captain Jac be on her way. There also be some scallywag and Wolf officer disguises ye can use.
Bellandra, some of yer kin came with the Wolf ship and be staying concealed aboard it."
Grog'tial: You feel better after getting your bearings and a good meal inside of you.
Even though it's not quite up to Argy's standards you think to yourself. Listening to
Devin's briefing, you inform him of the things the talking skull revealed about the Hag and her grudge match. Then you share with the others the information that
your dirk reacted faintly to the graveyard painting.
Bellandra:, (roll dice*5) As you arrive to the table to meet with the others later, you hear
Devin's greeting, glad to see him again. You listen to the briefing, noting especially the concealed shipkin. Mentally
you ask the Owl Gargoyle what it knows of these shipkin, and if they've seen anything of note aboard the Wolf ship. You also ask what they know of the voice in the dungeon that had warned of dilly-dallying, the ticking clock or the shadowy figure. And what was their need for urgency? Meanwhile you try to see if you can sense any unawakened shipkin around, since Beckett's forces had apparently tried to stockpile them.
You already know all of us, the Owl replies, reminding you.
Pearl the mermaid, Finn the seahorse and Zephyr the griffon, were with you when you awoke Roan the lion, Sir Kay the knight and we three Owl Gargoyles. The bard called on us to help when he found where you were taken. We know of no voice or ticking and have only just heard rumors of a shadowy one, but we didn't 'dilly-dally.' We came as quickly as we could to help you once the bard called, and to help him free more of us now that he has done what the Admiral and Fae Captain told him to and found the ship carrying our creator's granddaughter with more unawakened kin. You sense it's satisfaction.
The Wolves of the Sea are our allies. The lady Wolf captain comes swiftly to lead our raid now that the bard found a way and you have returned. Bellandra, you suggest the Owl Gargoyle keep watch for Beckett's spies.
I am watching. One of them the bard led astray and has not returned. Two others sleep in a tavern watched by Sir Kay, the Owl assures you.
Bellandra, having gotten what answers you can for the moment,
you ask Devin if he can identify the scroll case and silver spyglass you picked up in the dungeon. When you hear
Grog'tial mention the graveyard painting, you return to your previous idea with the painting puzzles, wondering if they could contain a hidden portal perhaps deeper into the lighthouse than the base painting which had been an outside view.
Argy: (roll dice*2) You join the others and
happily hug Devin. After listening to the briefing,
you ask Devin if he knows any means to recharge the bat ring. Once the meeting is done,
you decide to focus your efforts on finding those ingredients for the hagsbane grog. When you enter the kitchen to ask about ingredients,
you meet the halfling baker and assistant cook, who happily introduces herself as Rose. She helps you tally the ingredients, but the brothel is missing a couple. Knowing you'll have to seek them outside,
you ask about disguising yourself and if one of your mateys would accompany you ... preferably one who isn't known yet by Beckett's agents.
(roll dice) "
You can wear one of my town dresses," Rose quickly suggests, "and
accompany me on my afternoon run to the marketplace to pick up some extra groceries and shopping. I'll say you're one of my cousins come to visit. I have so many nobody keeps track. Since the regular marketers all know me it shouldn't look suspicious to anyone."
Kyp: Hearing
Argy ask about having a crewmate that isn't known to Beckett's agents accompany her to the market,
you offer to join her and Rose.
(roll dice) "Oh, that would be wonderful!" Rose quickly agrees. "You can help us pick out the freshest fish with the boats just coming in." She smiles as she notes your rapier, net belt and strong swimmer's form. "And I'd appreciate the help carrying everything back."
Captain BenKii: Hearing the others,
you ask Devin to identify the silver sickle you used earlier. You don't know if you'll use it further, but it was quite useful for dismembering zombies.
Plus it wouldn't hurt to have a silver based weapon in your inventory. Perhaps you should ask Devin about that, you think, remembering his previous use of his own. [blatant GM hint. ;) ] Your next order of business would be to
restock on consumables. Hearing the plans of
Argy, Rose and Kyp to go to the market,
you decide to go along to see what wares they have in stock. Who knows what you might find? The end goal is still
to defeat the Hag by getting the ingredients for Hagsbane from the other two paintings. So regroup, restock, then decide which painting to tackle next you tell yourself.
[Loot List, Marketplace and Shops in the following posts.]
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Brothel: Argy, Bellandra, BenKii, Count, Devin, Gilius, Grog'tial, Kyp
???: Aylar, Cliodhna, Aeshma, Refyx, Rummyfangs, Baldbeard