Hey Everyone!  First Post on a PBP so please bear with me.

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At first glance you may think Ari was of elven lineage - his deep brunette hair is shoulder length and braided down the sides in elegant Sylvan Fashion. He always wears a smirk and a chaotic gleam dances in his gray eyes. The human ears beneath a silver circlet prove otherwise. Greens and other natural tones adore his clothing - most notably a billowing emerald green cape and long elbow length brown leather gloves. A whip is on his belt and a small wooden hand crossbow attached to his wrist - both self adorned with twisting vine carvings - the crossbow with additional arcane ruins. He always seems to smell of smoke. Hidden pockets are filled with small trinkets and devices - self created inventions - mostly unusable (as of yet). An oversized pack gives credence to the inventor aptitude of Ari as many random items poke out from it - long metal poles, canvas, various tools, trinkets and a large ceramic jug carved with ruins.

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Arihon will engage Cassandra as she is doing errands - where or when makes no difference.  

Arihon's hand is wrapped in a tunic that has been soaked through with blood from a wood carving accident, a small knife pokes out from the cloth - still embedded in his palm.

"You there, Fair Lady with the fiery hair, pray tell me you are a priestess with some healing skill. I have wounded myself with a carving knife - it isn't deep, but I fear losing use of my hand.  I am a carver by trade and can't wait for it to heal on it's own without some divine aid.  The local clergy's 'suggested donation' are way beyond my meager means.  "

He flashes a grin and he sways and swoons on the verge of losing consciousness from being squeamish and not the severity of the injury.

(Welcome Magic Matt)

“That looks fun, Cass, would you like to help this gentleman?”

She says “ That cuts a wee small to use me Magic’s on but ye seem like the type who appreciates it. ”. With a word of prayer the wound heals up.   “Say-  you seem like a tinkering sort-  ye know anything about magic?” 

 She asks Ceesh to give the requested information to the man at the desk.  “I’ve got nothing but stores aboard the  Temptress, but we be looking  for crew, passengers or freight.   What ye got in yer Hold Captain Ceesh?”  

OOC” Welcome to the game!   Hopefully we don’t all get arrested here too quickly!   Cassandra has privately told ceesh she would like to find out what’s in the box, and if it is what she suspects-  news dangerous to Ottera-  maybe we can use that to get in the graces of the Ottera authorities before our “guests” Are discovered...

saying a few quiet words of prayer, she give es guidance to Ceesh to aid with his talking.  

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"did somebody just say that a divine heal is needed? I'm the one you're looking for!" Out of nowhere uther bust into the building 

"Let me help you 'kay? let's pull out this knife first" uther slowly pull the knife from his palm 

And then 

Cure wounds 3

"Feel better?" (Or no? Yap, definitely not lol)

The clerk hands you your membership token- a small copper disc with the letters "CSG" stamped into it and points you in the direction of the bar down the hall.

(OOC- You're in no danger of being arrested unless you cause too much trouble or people find out that you are pirates. Handing over either your prisoners or the box will certainly cause some trouble with the authorities. The Crimson Empire is a major source of income and trade for Carnisto Island.)

"Me thanks my lady to you and your goddess.  I dabble in the arcane arts, but never was good at following the traditional path - my parents wanted me to be a wizard, but I was never a good student, but you are correct - a tinkerer (or I even artiste) would be the most astute description of my talents. -  but please take this as a token of my thanks." 

Ari uses his artificer LV.1 ability magical tinkering.  
At 1st level, you've learned how to invest a spark of magic into mundane objects. To use this ability, you must have thieves' tools or artisan's tools in hand. You then touch a Tiny nonmagical object as an action and give it one of the following magical properties of your choice:The object continuously emits your choice of an odor or a nonverbal sound (wind, waves, chirping, or the like). The chosen phenomenon is perceivable up to 10 feet away.

He uses the knife that was embedded into his palm (artisans tools, carving) and carves arcane symbols into a copper coin and whispers into it.

He uses the cantrip mage hand   to flip it to  to Cassandra and you can hear the sound of crashing ocean waves magically emanating from the coin within 10 feet. 

"Now any distance from the ocean may you ever hear her call"

Thanks!  Cassandra has already tended to me though.  

As the three of you talk while Ceesh is dealing with the clerk, you see a very drunken sailor fly through the doors of the bar and into the hall. He smashes his bottle of wine on the floor and runs, screaming, back into the bar with his new weapon.

"Interesting. Anyway, "

And I proceed to tell the clerk about everything in the hold except for the prisoners and the box of papers.

He writes down what you said, gives you your token, and thanks you.

With a delighted smile Cassandra takes the coin.” Tis me pleasure!  Say what’s yer name?  Ye might be handy to have around.  Thing is- I’m looking fer crew-   “What’s that! Seems we got a brawl going” she calls out at the sight of the drunken sailor.   She heads down to the bar room behind the drunk and says “hey you might be hurtin someone with that!” 

“I believe that was what he’s going for Cass. Let’s see what’s going on shall we? Maybe we can have a good brawl.”

Cassandra will go into the bar with her shield and a belaying pin (club) ready, and will see what’s what    

She will look for the barkeep or any servants to see how she can help control the situation.

As you enter the bar, you see several sailors fighting, with the rest of the tavern watching with amusement.

Upon closer inspection, you see a Gith punching the snot out of a sailor and his friends trying to steal its backpack.

Cassandra goes over to the cheering crowd and asks, in between cheers  “I be new in town-  what’s that one did to deserve that walloping?   hate to see someone beat like that what don’t deserve it!”   She keeps her club down but is ready for a fight if it comes to it

"One of them sailors tried to nab that backpack, they deserve it all right."

Cassandra yells  “ Oh well then that ain’t right!”   To the gith she says “ Let me know if I can help ye sir-  although ye seem to have it under control“

If she doesn’t get pulled into the melee, she will go to the bar and order an ale.

The man at the bar hands you a cheap mug of ale

"That'll be one copper, please"

Ari to Cassandra once the barkeep has left -  and if a fight doesn't spill over.  

"Don't bother with that swill. "

Ari pulls out the ceramic container on his person.  

"Wine or beer? "

Which ever Cass responds with, Ari whispers into the jug.  He grabs some empty cups / and or pours out the swill.  He pours wine or beer from the jug. 

(this is an alchemy jug, one of Ari's magically infused self created items (artificer, Lv2 ability, infuse item).

"I made this myself." (motioning toward the jug) " It comes it quite handy."

The jug has arcane ruins carved on it and you notice the "penmanship" of the carvings matching all the carving script coming from Ari (on his hand crossbow, whip, coin, etc).

"I'd like to join your little crew.  I have felt my powers growing as of late and feel I need to be out of this rut I have been in.  I am searching for something I fear I will not find in the workshops of the local artists guild.  "

“If ye can make things like that then I’d most definitely help you find whatever it is you’re looking for.”