Salty in the background continues to sing the entire drunken sailor song. He leads the crew on each new verse cause he cant help but know all the words.
Zradhall watches the whole spectacle from the background confused, yet also mildly entertained, as to what is going on and why these... things are talking. He snorts and proceeds to finish his leg of meat, tapping his foot along to Salty's song.
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"The hero sought to save the world.
"If I keep trying, I'll be able to win," the hero thought.
But the harder the hero fought, the further the world seemed to tumble away.
Drowning in doubt, the hero could not even save themselves.
Hero, if you still believe in a brighter future, hold in your heart a thorn that can pierce all doubt."
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Tanne, finally getting his hand back, tries to play it off like a joke. "Steve, you old dog. I can't believe I fell for that again." Deception: 5
Tanne turns to Tea, "Thanks, matey. I was starting to wonder how I'd ever shoot my bow again with a mimic attached at the wrist." Though, Tanne eyes Tea with suspicion, not acquainted with many creatures from the Underdark. Tanne bends at the waist to slap Tea on the back. "Your next drink is on me."
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Tanne D'Landra: Lvl3 Human Battlemaster Fighter (Archer) - Sea of Annihilation PbP
Hearing the sounds of wildly off-key singing, Ceketa follows the noise (though not without grabbing another bowlful of stew and clutching it against her chest as she stands); when she reaches the source, she settles beside a couple of men who have reached an ear-splitting volume and joins in, grinning widely. There are many utterly absurd things about living on the sea, but the drunken songs are definitely one of her favorites.
Tanne, finally getting his hand back, tries to play it off like a joke. "Steve, you old dog. I can't believe I fell for that again." Deception: 5
Tanne turns to Tea, "Thanks, matey. I was starting to wonder how I'd ever shoot my bow again with a mimic attached at the wrist." Though, Tanne eyes Tea with suspicion, not acquainted with many creatures from the Underdark. Tanne bends at the waist to slap Tea on the back. "Your next drink is on me."
Tea laughs as he picks up the dagger he stuck into Steve's head. He looks at Tanne and grins mischieviously. Sleight of Hand: 16.
"I don't know how you're gonna buy me a drink when I've got all your gold," and Tea opens his floating, invisible Mage Hand in the air in front of Tanne to reveal Tanne's small gold pouch. The Mage Hand drops the pouch back into Tanne's hand. "Now that's how you pilfer gold around here. Also, I'd love to take you up on your offer of a drink, I'll fill it to the brim in honor o' your chomped hand." Tea pulls out a massive tankard from his pack, nearly a foot tall and 8 inches wide. Tea laughs again and begins to sing boisterously with the rest of the crew as he heads back below deck to grab some food and help clean up.
Tanne, finally getting his hand back, tries to play it off like a joke. "Steve, you old dog. I can't believe I fell for that again." Deception: 5
Tanne turns to Tea, "Thanks, matey. I was starting to wonder how I'd ever shoot my bow again with a mimic attached at the wrist." Though, Tanne eyes Tea with suspicion, not acquainted with many creatures from the Underdark. Tanne bends at the waist to slap Tea on the back. "Your next drink is on me."
Anglos clasps a hand onto Tanne’s shoulder and looks at him seriously, “I do not believe that was a joke. I believe he was trying to eat you. You must be more vigilant. Come! Let us drown your shame with liquor!”
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DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms- The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon- Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland -Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF!- Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
With the mess involving the mimics now over, the minotaur goes back to unloading the cargo from the Flying Dromos while ignoring the previous comments made by Bob and Steve about his other crew members.
In the background, anyone bothering too can faintly hear, "Bloody mimics..."as the minotaur goes about his business.
Below deck once more, Tea fills his Tankard of Sobriety multiple times, feeling the warmth of the ale flow to his extremities without any of the loss of clarity incurred by many of the crew. He stabs into a small chicken with his knife and begins chewing slowly, contemplating what it will mean for the crew now that they've acquired the Flying Dromos. I love the crew to death, but sometimes one of my size needs to stretch their legs for a bit. I hope this latest haul will see us steer toward land and a little breathing room from these cramped quarters. Tea's thoughts drift in unison with the rise and fall of the sea. There is so much work left to be done in this world before his journey ends. Shaking himself free of dark thoughts, Tea joins in the next verse of song with the crew, for now letting the past drift away on an open ocean.
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Tea Twospoons: Lvl3 Deep Gnome Arcane Trickster Rogue - Sea of Annihilation PbP
Meanwhile, at the table next to him, Anglos is swallowing a chicken whole.
Perception: 4
Tea is completely oblivious to Anglos' chicken eating habits. Events of the past have invaded once more as his singing fades away to a dull hum and his eyes focus on a wooden brace, clearly not seeing it lost deep in thought.
Swallowing the chicken and dabbing his mouth, Anglos will turn towards a crew member he has not met yet, Tea! Anglos will extend a webbed hand towards him, “Greetings to you. I am Anglos Coralath, Bubbles Beneath the Depths, son of Abyos Coralath, Whispered Voice of the Deep, lone hatchling of the late Siryn Coralath, may she find peace amongst the sea. I do not believe we have formally met.” Anglos says in a series of deep bellows.
Swallowing the chicken and dabbing his mouth, Anglos will turn towards a crew member he has not met yet, Tea! Anglos will extend a webbed hand towards him, “Greetings to you. I am Anglos Coralath, Bubbles Beneath the Depths, son of Abyos Coralath, Whispered Voice of the Deep, lone hatchling of the late Siryn Coralath, may she find peace amongst the sea. I do not believe we have formally met.” Anglos says in a series of deep bellows.
Tea glances at Anglos, "sorry, I didn't catch all that. Anglos was it? I'm Tea Twospoons, but you can just call me Tea. Adopted son of the late Thelkil Rubypresser, may the gods have mercy on his soul. Are you royalty of some kind or another? I've not seen any of . . . what are you exactly?" Tea grasps Anglos' hand and shakes it in greeting. Then reaches out with his other hand and strokes the strange scales and webbing, a look of awe and wonder on his face.
That's what we do with a drunken sailor That's what we do with a drunken sailor That's what we do with a drunken sailor Early in the morning
Way hay and up she rises Way hay and up she rises Way hay and up she rises Early in the morning
"HO!" Salty Joe cant help but smile as the crew bangs their mugs and fall over one another. He takes a pick out from his back pocket and plucks out some uneven tuffs of his kinky white hair. Salty doesnt look like a regular drow. For one he has facial hair. His skin is more grey than purple - black, yet he still has piercing red eyes that he hides behind custom sunglasses. All Salty knows is that his mother was a drow and his father was black man sacrificed to the Spider God Lady. He doesn't think about that right now, its time to party.
Salty gets the feeling its going to be one of those evenings so he whistles and Jimmy Two-Tone, a goliath with one leg, pulls out his drum box and Skinny Pete pulls out a guitar custom fit for his goblin hands. Salty Joe brings out his harmonica.
"Anybody else wanna jam you already know what it is. It goes 1..2..3.. Lets get it"The band begins to play. Performance19
That's what we do with a drunken sailor That's what we do with a drunken sailor That's what we do with a drunken sailor Early in the morning
Way hay and up she rises Way hay and up she rises Way hay and up she rises Early in the morning
"HO!" Salty Joe cant help but smile as the crew bangs their mugs and fall over one another. He takes a pick out from his back pocket and plucks out some uneven tuffs of his kinky white hair. Salty doesnt look like a regular drow. For one he has facial hair. His skin is more grey than purple - black, yet he still has piercing red eyes that he hides behind custom sunglasses. All Salty knows is that his mother was a drow and his father was black man sacrificed to the Spider God Lady. He doesn't think about that right now, its time to party.
Salty gets the feeling its going to be one of those evenings so he whistles and Jimmy Two-Tone, a goliath with one leg, pulls out his drum box and Skinny Pete pulls out a guitar custom fit for his goblin hands. Salty Joe brings out his harmonica.
"Anybody else wanna jam you already know what it is. It goes 1..2..3.. Lets get it"The band begins to play. Performance19
Not one to be outdone, Tanne pulls out his harmonica and joins. The goal is a "dueling banjos" type of situation where Tanne's harmonica riffs get increasingly difficult. He excitedly awaits Salty Joe's response. Performance: 25
Swallowing the chicken and dabbing his mouth, Anglos will turn towards a crew member he has not met yet, Tea! Anglos will extend a webbed hand towards him, “Greetings to you. I am Anglos Coralath, Bubbles Beneath the Depths, son of Abyos Coralath, Whispered Voice of the Deep, lone hatchling of the late Siryn Coralath, may she find peace amongst the sea. I do not believe we have formally met.” Anglos says in a series of deep bellows.
Tea glances at Anglos, "sorry, I didn't catch all that. Anglos was it? I'm Tea Twospoons, but you can just call me Tea. Adopted son of the late Thelkil Rubypresser, may the gods have mercy on his soul. Are you royalty of some kind or another? I've not seen any of . . . what are you exactly?" Tea grasps Anglos' hand and shakes it in greeting. Then reaches out with his other hand and strokes the strange scales and webbing, a look of awe and wonder on his face.
“I suppose so. I am an ambassador from the city of Mariana. I am what you surface dwellers might call a ‘deep sea Triton.’”
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DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms- The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon- Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland -Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF!- Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
Titus applauds the vigouors performance of one of his favorite sea shanty's and joined in the chorus.
“What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
Early in in the morning!”
This was the most big Brass Dragonborn had enjoyed himself since fleeing his homeland and it felt good to be in the company of his brothers at arms. He was impressed at how well the crew had executed the necessary maneuvers to take the merchant ship today. That many people all working towards a common objective stirred something in him. It reminded him of his days serving in the legion. When he joined the crew of the Maelstrom he had expected a band of disorganized rabble, but he quickly developed a deep respect for his comrades. While not quite as disciplined as the legionnaires he served with, they were a formidable force nonetheless. He drank deeply from his mug before bellowing out the next verse with his companions:
“Stick ‘em in the longboat til he’s sober,
Stick ‘em in the longboat til he’s sober,
Stick ‘em in the longboat til he’s sober,
Early in the morning!”
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Vercinius Thrax: Lizardfolk Cleric - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
L’Ouverture Zinn: Kobold Sorcerer - Waterdeep: Dungeon of the Mad Mage
Titus Vorenus: Dragonborn Paladin - Waterdeep: Dragon Heist
Nemean Goldenmane: Tabaxi Fighter - Lost Mine of Phandelver (Retired)
Swallowing the chicken and dabbing his mouth, Anglos will turn towards a crew member he has not met yet, Tea! Anglos will extend a webbed hand towards him, “Greetings to you. I am Anglos Coralath, Bubbles Beneath the Depths, son of Abyos Coralath, Whispered Voice of the Deep, lone hatchling of the late Siryn Coralath, may she find peace amongst the sea. I do not believe we have formally met.” Anglos says in a series of deep bellows.
Tea glances at Anglos, "sorry, I didn't catch all that. Anglos was it? I'm Tea Twospoons, but you can just call me Tea. Adopted son of the late Thelkil Rubypresser, may the gods have mercy on his soul. Are you royalty of some kind or another? I've not seen any of . . . what are you exactly?" Tea grasps Anglos' hand and shakes it in greeting. Then reaches out with his other hand and strokes the strange scales and webbing, a look of awe and wonder on his face.
“I suppose so. I am an ambassador from the city of Mariana. I am what you surface dwellers might call a ‘deep sea Triton.’”
Hearing Anglos proclaim royalty, Tea's head fills with images of Anglos bathing in gold coins. "Your family's name had many bubbles and water. Do you live in the water?" The image in Tea's mind shifts to Anglos diving underwater and playing in mountains of treasure. Tea's breathing quickens slightly as his imagination begins to run wild. "What brings you to toss your lot in with such a rowdy and humble band as us sailors? If I were royalty I'd just buy a boat and hire a crew myself. Are you a spy for Mariana? What's it like there? Is everyone rich? Who would you say is the richest? Do you think they'd notice if some of their wealth went missing? How often do you visit your home? Would you take me with you when you go? Is it underwater? Can you breathe underwater? Can you let me breathe underwater? I can be a friend to you!" For the moment the past washes away once more as Tea's imagination drifts beneath the waves to an imagined underwater city of Mariana and how he might get there and haul massive sacks of treasure away, living the rest of his life in luxury and bringing a modicum of security and stability to those who have nothing in this world. His breathing eases slightly as Tea realizes he's still stroking Anglos' hand. He lets go quickly, an awkward, lopsided grin on his face. "I can be a friend to you!"
Perplexed, Anglos points to his gills, “Yes, I can breath underwater. Perhaps you might can come visit our city once I have secured a trade route. My people have long been an isolated civilization. We are seeking to branch out. My father and mother were the first ambassadors to approach the surface. I am the second. I am on the Maelstrom to meet more surface dwellers. I am not a spy. The richest is the royal family, likely. I quite need friends and you seem like an...” Anglos slowly pulls his hand back after Tea releases it, and gives a tentative thumbs up, “interesting fellow.”
Salty in the background continues to sing the entire drunken sailor song. He leads the crew on each new verse cause he cant help but know all the words.
I got alot a doods
Zradhall watches the whole spectacle from the background confused, yet also mildly entertained, as to what is going on and why these... things are talking. He snorts and proceeds to finish his leg of meat, tapping his foot along to Salty's song.
"The hero sought to save the world.
"If I keep trying, I'll be able to win," the hero thought.
But the harder the hero fought, the further the world seemed to tumble away.
Drowning in doubt, the hero could not even save themselves.
Hero, if you still believe in a brighter future, hold in your heart a thorn that can pierce all doubt."
~ Guild Wars 2
Tanne, finally getting his hand back, tries to play it off like a joke. "Steve, you old dog. I can't believe I fell for that again." Deception: 5
Tanne turns to Tea, "Thanks, matey. I was starting to wonder how I'd ever shoot my bow again with a mimic attached at the wrist." Though, Tanne eyes Tea with suspicion, not acquainted with many creatures from the Underdark. Tanne bends at the waist to slap Tea on the back. "Your next drink is on me."
Tanne D'Landra: Lvl3 Human Battlemaster Fighter (Archer) - Sea of Annihilation PbP
Hearing the sounds of wildly off-key singing, Ceketa follows the noise (though not without grabbing another bowlful of stew and clutching it against her chest as she stands); when she reaches the source, she settles beside a couple of men who have reached an ear-splitting volume and joins in, grinning widely. There are many utterly absurd things about living on the sea, but the drunken songs are definitely one of her favorites.
Tea Twospoons: Lvl3 Deep Gnome Arcane Trickster Rogue - Sea of Annihilation PbP
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
With the mess involving the mimics now over, the minotaur goes back to unloading the cargo from the Flying Dromos while ignoring the previous comments made by Bob and Steve about his other crew members.
In the background, anyone bothering too can faintly hear, "Bloody mimics..." as the minotaur goes about his business.
Below deck once more, Tea fills his Tankard of Sobriety multiple times, feeling the warmth of the ale flow to his extremities without any of the loss of clarity incurred by many of the crew. He stabs into a small chicken with his knife and begins chewing slowly, contemplating what it will mean for the crew now that they've acquired the Flying Dromos. I love the crew to death, but sometimes one of my size needs to stretch their legs for a bit. I hope this latest haul will see us steer toward land and a little breathing room from these cramped quarters. Tea's thoughts drift in unison with the rise and fall of the sea. There is so much work left to be done in this world before his journey ends. Shaking himself free of dark thoughts, Tea joins in the next verse of song with the crew, for now letting the past drift away on an open ocean.
Tea Twospoons: Lvl3 Deep Gnome Arcane Trickster Rogue - Sea of Annihilation PbP
Meanwhile, at the table next to him, Anglos is swallowing a chicken whole.
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
Tea Twospoons: Lvl3 Deep Gnome Arcane Trickster Rogue - Sea of Annihilation PbP
Swallowing the chicken and dabbing his mouth, Anglos will turn towards a crew member he has not met yet, Tea! Anglos will extend a webbed hand towards him, “Greetings to you. I am Anglos Coralath, Bubbles Beneath the Depths, son of Abyos Coralath, Whispered Voice of the Deep, lone hatchling of the late Siryn Coralath, may she find peace amongst the sea. I do not believe we have formally met.” Anglos says in a series of deep bellows.
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
Tea Twospoons: Lvl3 Deep Gnome Arcane Trickster Rogue - Sea of Annihilation PbP
...
That's what we do with a drunken sailor
That's what we do with a drunken sailor
That's what we do with a drunken sailor
Early in the morning
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning
"HO!" Salty Joe cant help but smile as the crew bangs their mugs and fall over one another. He takes a pick out from his back pocket and plucks out some uneven tuffs of his kinky white hair. Salty doesnt look like a regular drow. For one he has facial hair. His skin is more grey than purple - black, yet he still has piercing red eyes that he hides behind custom sunglasses. All Salty knows is that his mother was a drow and his father was black man sacrificed to the Spider God Lady. He doesn't think about that right now, its time to party.
Salty gets the feeling its going to be one of those evenings so he whistles and Jimmy Two-Tone, a goliath with one leg, pulls out his drum box and Skinny Pete pulls out a guitar custom fit for his goblin hands. Salty Joe brings out his harmonica.
"Anybody else wanna jam you already know what it is. It goes 1..2..3.. Lets get it" The band begins to play. Performance 19
I got alot a doods
Tanne D'Landra: Lvl3 Human Battlemaster Fighter (Archer) - Sea of Annihilation PbP
The game is afoot and the challenger is very gifted, but Salty accepts the challenge and leans into the battle. Performance 8
(I USE MY INSPIRATION!)
25
I got alot a doods
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
Titus applauds the vigouors performance of one of his favorite sea shanty's and joined in the chorus.
“What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
Early in in the morning!”
This was the most big Brass Dragonborn had enjoyed himself since fleeing his homeland and it felt good to be in the company of his brothers at arms. He was impressed at how well the crew had executed the necessary maneuvers to take the merchant ship today. That many people all working towards a common objective stirred something in him. It reminded him of his days serving in the legion. When he joined the crew of the Maelstrom he had expected a band of disorganized rabble, but he quickly developed a deep respect for his comrades. While not quite as disciplined as the legionnaires he served with, they were a formidable force nonetheless. He drank deeply from his mug before bellowing out the next verse with his companions:
“Stick ‘em in the longboat til he’s sober,
Stick ‘em in the longboat til he’s sober,
Stick ‘em in the longboat til he’s sober,
Early in the morning!”
Vercinius Thrax: Lizardfolk Cleric - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
L’Ouverture Zinn: Kobold Sorcerer - Waterdeep: Dungeon of the Mad Mage
Titus Vorenus: Dragonborn Paladin - Waterdeep: Dragon Heist
Nemean Goldenmane: Tabaxi Fighter - Lost Mine of Phandelver (Retired)
Tea Twospoons: Lvl3 Deep Gnome Arcane Trickster Rogue - Sea of Annihilation PbP
Perplexed, Anglos points to his gills, “Yes, I can breath underwater. Perhaps you might can come visit our city once I have secured a trade route. My people have long been an isolated civilization. We are seeking to branch out. My father and mother were the first ambassadors to approach the surface. I am the second. I am on the Maelstrom to meet more surface dwellers. I am not a spy. The richest is the royal family, likely. I quite need friends and you seem like an...” Anglos slowly pulls his hand back after Tea releases it, and gives a tentative thumbs up, “interesting fellow.”
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist