Bran looks out on the sunrise. The wind brings the smell of salt and he can taste it. It brings memories flooding into his head, some bad and terrible, but mostly good filled with camaraderie despite the situation. He stands ready with all his gear and begins to play an tune that just sparks energy causing others to bob their head so much that their hair flails wildly.
Constanza rushes towards the shared bed-chamber to collect her belongings as quickly as possible. When she returns with her component pouch and weapons, she finds D'ward suggesting a new course of action. She will respond to the bow by bending her head forward in a graceful curtsy.
After what seems like forever, the young lad shows up with the horses. Bran find his horse and pets it’s head. He checks the saddle and all straps to ensure all is secure. He mounts his horse and waits for the others. He slices an apple 🍎 and gives some to the horse too.
Bran takes in a deep breath, closes his eyes, breathes out and opens them again. “A new day, a new adventure with my companions,” he thinks. He looks to his comrades and counts, “Galingale, Constanza, D’ward, …. Yo Galingale, where’s Rather?”
Dward: “Check it out!” A small crew of fishfolk wrap up ropes and move crates aboard the vessel. “That’s Ugly Beard’s crew. Not the brightest bunch, but capable.” Ugly Beard is spotted puking off the dock. “Rough night, ya’ old dog?!”, D’ward laughs as Ugly Beard wretches into the ocean. “I wish I could say it’ll be awhile before he has another drink, but that’s highly unlikely.” Just as he says this one of the crew members walks by with a crate filled with bottles of liquor, clanking together as he walks.
D’ward signals to Ugly Beard that they are ready to set sail. Ugly Beard grabs a bottle out of one of the crates and cracks it open. “You hear that fishboys? We’re settin’ sail! Prepare to leave land!’ The fishfolk crew launch into action and prepare the keelboat.
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"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Constanza squeezes the trigger of her heavy crossbow to shoot a single piece of ammunition at the bottle held firmly by Ugly Beard. She will reload the weapon with another bolt and aim it at the lower ribs of the unsuspecting male.
"You're touching none of these bloody things till we reach the destination. I don't want to see you wade through your own discharge."
Members of the fishfolk crew draw their spears and pistols. Ugly Beard, trembling, reaches for his weapon. "Hey!"
D'ward: "Woah, woah!" He motions towards Constanza, "Well, this certainly isn't necessary, Triton! The old dog can barely function without his flamewater... This is a pirate's life! The fool would likely lead us astray without his medicine."
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"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Bran tries too muffle his laughter by holding his breath but shoots snot out of his nose. Still seeing Ugly Beard’s shocked face in his head, Bran tries to control his breathing and he wipes his nose.
“Ok, where can we set our stuff and where do you need me boyo?”
Constanza stops aiming her crossbow at Ugly Beard. She will remove the ammunition reluctantly while staring at the members of the fishfolk crew. She's probably trying to contemplate the meaning of the words, attempting to recall details of a life she had left behind... life spent underwater to guard the waterworld. "Yeah, pirate's life is pretty tough. But, I support D'ward."
Bran looks out on the sunrise. The wind brings the smell of salt and he can taste it. It brings memories flooding into his head, some bad and terrible, but mostly good filled with camaraderie despite the situation. He stands ready with all his gear and begins to play an tune that just sparks energy causing others to bob their head so much that their hair flails wildly.
Dward motions towards the boy, "Fetch our horses, young lad! And there will be more where that came from..."
The kid runs out the front door.
D'ward motions to the party with one hand on his rapier at his hip. "Shall we?!" He bows.
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Bran takes the cue from D’ward to proceed with mission and stows his lute away.
”Thought you’d never ask,” Bran says joyfully
Constanza rushes towards the shared bed-chamber to collect her belongings as quickly as possible. When she returns with her component pouch and weapons, she finds D'ward suggesting a new course of action. She will respond to the bow by bending her head forward in a graceful curtsy.
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Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts - Jenviel Tsumara: Fallen Aasimar- Monk|Crimson Sands of Time - Navarra Iltazyara: Human- Druid/Warlock| Bleak Prospect - Ermasnietsz: Reborn- Clockwork Soul Sorcerer
Galingale nods as he joins the others. "Lead on then."
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After what seems like forever, the young lad shows up with the horses. Bran find his horse and pets it’s head. He checks the saddle and all straps to ensure all is secure. He mounts his horse and waits for the others. He slices an apple 🍎 and gives some to the horse too.
Bran takes in a deep breath, closes his eyes, breathes out and opens them again. “A new day, a new adventure with my companions,” he thinks.
He looks to his comrades and counts, “Galingale, Constanza, D’ward, …. Yo Galingale, where’s Rather?”
At the Fishery/Docks in Lielon:
Dward: “Check it out!” A small crew of fishfolk wrap up ropes and move crates aboard the vessel. “That’s Ugly Beard’s crew. Not the brightest bunch, but capable.” Ugly Beard is spotted puking off the dock. “Rough night, ya’ old dog?!”, D’ward laughs as Ugly Beard wretches into the ocean. “I wish I could say it’ll be awhile before he has another drink, but that’s highly unlikely.” Just as he says this one of the crew members walks by with a crate filled with bottles of liquor, clanking together as he walks.
D’ward signals to Ugly Beard that they are ready to set sail. Ugly Beard grabs a bottle out of one of the crates and cracks it open. “You hear that fishboys? We’re settin’ sail! Prepare to leave land!’ The fishfolk crew launch into action and prepare the keelboat.
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
https://www.dndbeyond.com/vehicles/keelboat
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Constanza squeezes the trigger of her heavy crossbow to shoot a single piece of ammunition at the bottle held firmly by Ugly Beard. She will reload the weapon with another bolt and aim it at the lower ribs of the unsuspecting male.
"You're touching none of these bloody things till we reach the destination. I don't want to see you wade through your own discharge."
InkedBee (Undead_Analyst)
Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts - Jenviel Tsumara: Fallen Aasimar- Monk|Crimson Sands of Time - Navarra Iltazyara: Human- Druid/Warlock| Bleak Prospect - Ermasnietsz: Reborn- Clockwork Soul Sorcerer
Members of the fishfolk crew draw their spears and pistols. Ugly Beard, trembling, reaches for his weapon. "Hey!"
D'ward: "Woah, woah!" He motions towards Constanza, "Well, this certainly isn't necessary, Triton! The old dog can barely function without his flamewater... This is a pirate's life! The fool would likely lead us astray without his medicine."
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
D'ward to Ugly Beard: "But Constanza does make a point, beard boy. Slow down on the sauce. We have a job to do."
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Bran tries too muffle his laughter by holding his breath but shoots snot out of his nose. Still seeing Ugly Beard’s shocked face in his head, Bran tries to control his breathing and he wipes his nose.
“Ok, where can we set our stuff and where do you need me boyo?”
Constanza stops aiming her crossbow at Ugly Beard. She will remove the ammunition reluctantly while staring at the members of the fishfolk crew. She's probably trying to contemplate the meaning of the words, attempting to recall details of a life she had left behind... life spent underwater to guard the waterworld. "Yeah, pirate's life is pretty tough. But, I support D'ward."
InkedBee (Undead_Analyst)
Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts - Jenviel Tsumara: Fallen Aasimar- Monk|Crimson Sands of Time - Navarra Iltazyara: Human- Druid/Warlock| Bleak Prospect - Ermasnietsz: Reborn- Clockwork Soul Sorcerer