Eon: Survival at Sea.

"There's Brythel and the traitor," Torla says over her shoulder at *****. The Dwarf picks up her pace a little to catch up to them.

OOC: They're carrying Leo, right? Wouldn't Torla recognize the red coat — even from a distance?

Bean starts up. "Well, i wouldn't say its worse, more so hes been given fuel to his fire. When we were on the ship he constantly tried to get me to commit suicide. But since i more or less just kept to myself and did my duty he didnt really have any leverage to get under my skin. But ever since the storm and having to rely and befriend and trust others, its like hes going at his manipulative and evil ways more intelligently, using tools to hurt me where he was just pummeling my emotions. Its been hard to stay in the light, but with the cubs, and torla, and even the native islander johsia, i've managed"

Bean straightens his slouch and addresses his first mate, "sir, aboard the vessel most people just consigned me to be mentally ill and left me to my own devices, yet after the incident people became far more worried about how that could potentially cause them problems, are you just asking to size me up as a threat, or do you really care to know if im coping well to the change?"

Ooc: sorry guys if elder leo mind manipulates me to murder. Apologies in advance.

don't worry we'll put you down before that happens 

Ooc: thank you friend

ooc:no problem

Josiah and Brythel can see Torla and ***** approaching.

Torla would see the bright red coat, But she already knows that Leo is back with Bean. Given that she dosent see his face yet, there is no reason for her to believe that it is Leo.

Elder Leo chuckles slightly, "A little bit of both Silver Bean. This island can lay tricks on even the strongest of minds, It can cause one to give into their Inner desires. Knowing that you can keep the voice in check is a good thing". The elderly man looks you straight in the eyes Bean, For perhaps the first time in your life you feel like you are not the most ****ed up person in the room when he looks at you. "Last thing we need is another Devil running loose on the Island." 

Insight check Bean. 

“Torla, holy shit, ONE SECOND, Josiah lay Leo down gently on the count of three ok, 1 2”

Approaching the trio, Torla says a little breathlessly, "Brythel, what is going on? I heard you fire your —" As she and ***** catch up to the trio, she gives a distrustful look at Josiah, then looks down at Leo. Stopping abruptly, Torla screws up her face at the sight of him. "Leo —?" She looks at Brythel and Josiah. "Wait. We just left him —" She glances back at ***** and then back at Leo, scrutinizing his appearance. "Where's his beard?" She drops to her knees and checks his leg.

For good measure, investigation: 17

Torla, examining the leg of "leo" You find that the lower leg beneath the knee is barely attached by a few strands of muscle and skin. While it is there it was almost completely severed by something.

"Torla," Josiah says a bit more curtly than he would have liked, given the situation, "He's been hurt.  I've done what I can for him, but I'm spent.  Can you work some of your magic on him?"

Brythel turns to ***** “I know this may seem odd but I need my gun back, please”

***** nods and hesitantly hands the firearm back to you brythel. You can tell by the weight of the gun that it is still loaded.

“Thank you” 

Insight: 6

Ooc: im excited to see what this builds twards

Bean, That isnt Leo. Visibly he looks strikingly similar to Leo, enough to convince you that he was. Yet something in the back of your mind tells you that this is not Leo.

Bean takes a step back, slightly on edge he reactivly places a hand on his hilt but eases his grip. "Another devil?"

Bean ponders the last few hours, trying to form the logic of the situation. "I take it then that you arn't actually my first mate. So i ask you, who are you, man that wears the aged face of my first mate?"

Whispering to the side. "No, he doesnt want to harm us, he could have done that at anytime. He is playing at something else"

Bean not waiting for the response to his first question launches into another question. "Does this have to do with the prophecy ***** was speaking of during the ambush?"

The Elderly man lets out a soft sigh before turning away from you, walking towards the corpse of the Dead Elf. "Silver Bean, I was truly wondering when you would figure it out. Of all your crew I thought you would recognize a Devil when you saw one." The Corpse twitches and begins to move, You hear a sickening snap Bean as the Elfs head twists back into place. Glancing at the Corpse you see it start to move, placing both of its hands on the ground and pushing itself up.

Looking back at the Elderly man you see a faint shimmer before a cloak of mist and fog pours out of his body, completely encompassing him. A pair of Icy blue eyes staring at you threw the mist. The corpse stands and shakes the dirt off of itself. Its arms hang loosely and it cannot keep its head in a upright position but the Male elf has been re-animated. 

The voice that follows is not the rugged and deep voice he had before but almost soothing and layered, like multiple voices talking at once. "I am known by many titles Silver bean. Cold Emperor, Winters Grasp, Desolate One." There is a flash that is almost blinding as for a moment you feel a warm light encompass you but it is quickly engulfed by a freezing Cold. The ground around you begins to freeze as you find yourself shivering uncontrollably, Your breath clings to the air as a light snow seemingly falls from nowhere. The Walking corpse behind this being freezes completely. "My True name is something you must find on your own, If you cannot then you will never leave this island."

OOC: We've leveled up, but truly, we can't level up until we take a long rest, correct? I can't take advantage of the spell slots I've gained until then?