Vars eyes the ship, finding himself a little irritated that Lir and Frangipani have already rummaged through it. To Sparhawk's question he replies, "Who knows. But we could find out..." He begrudgingly turns to Lir and Frangipani, "Is the ship completely full of water? Or is there some sort of magic keeping the inside from filling up?" He realizes that its probably a silly question, but he really hopes that he doesn't have to keep relying on these magic bubbles to survive.
Frangipani shrugged, indicating on her hands there were about 10 skeletons but they likely got smashed when the ship was pummelled by the water movement.
She made a decent approximation of an octopus with her fingers and indicated with her arms it was large...
" Full of Water.", she said popping her head into the bubble.
"Hum," Sparhawk pauses, stroking his broken nose with his gauntleted hand, "Anyone feel it is worth entering the ship, releasing Sorsha's dead crew from their terrible fate, and seeing if they are guarding something?"
He looks at his companions through Lir's air bubble.
"Otherwise, we continue to swim to the surface and see where we end up. I'm hoping the cave we found as part of our chefs home."
Bjorn shrugs and casts an illusion of speech. "Figure I've got close to an hour on this magic potion, but I can't say the same for you, Reg, or Vars. Your lungs, your call."
Vars huffs, "As long as we can keep using these...bubbles. I think we will be fine." He glances at Lir as he says this before continuing, "Lets go check out this ship."
"Alright, lets keep Lir in the back in case we need to breath. Not sure if Frangipani can do the same spell." Sparhawk looks once more at the group, pauses in case anyone wants to say anyting, then takes a deep breath, and heads in with Frangipani in the lead.
Bjorn shrugs and casts an illusion of speech. "Figure I've got close to an hour on this magic potion, but I can't say the same for you, Reg, or Vars. Your lungs, your call."
"I was happy to share the gold." He shrugs. "When the world is drowned gold won't be much use to any of the faithful. But I'll follow you and try to keep you alive for now."
"Alright, lets keep Lir in the back in case we need to breath. Not sure if Frangipani can do the same spell." Sparhawk looks once more at the group, pauses in case anyone wants to say anyting, then takes a deep breath, and heads in with Frangipani in the lead.
Frangipani shook her head and took the lead....moving deep into the room...
"Ol' Sorsha and I are going to have something in common, if yer not careful." He knocks on the side of his crossbow and it twitches, then grumpily reloads itself. "That bein', both our crews dyin' aboard the Kraken."
He follows behind, occasionally taking aim at the blind darkness. "So, the plan is, kill any bony bastards you can see?"
Frangipani and Sparhawk both detect movement in the shadow of the bow, underneath a large pile of broken crates, boards and miscellaneous junk. A boney arm thrusts upwards from the junk and pulls the rest of its skeleton form upright, sword in hand and a wicked grin on its face. There is also some movement from aft of the ship, but you cannot yet see what it is.
Vars eyes the ship, finding himself a little irritated that Lir and Frangipani have already rummaged through it. To Sparhawk's question he replies, "Who knows. But we could find out..." He begrudgingly turns to Lir and Frangipani, "Is the ship completely full of water? Or is there some sort of magic keeping the inside from filling up?" He realizes that its probably a silly question, but he really hopes that he doesn't have to keep relying on these magic bubbles to survive.
Frangipani shrugged, indicating on her hands there were about 10 skeletons but they likely got smashed when the ship was pummelled by the water movement.
She made a decent approximation of an octopus with her fingers and indicated with her arms it was large...
" Full of Water.", she said popping her head into the bubble.
"Hum," Sparhawk pauses, stroking his broken nose with his gauntleted hand, "Anyone feel it is worth entering the ship, releasing Sorsha's dead crew from their terrible fate, and seeing if they are guarding something?"
He looks at his companions through Lir's air bubble.
"Otherwise, we continue to swim to the surface and see where we end up. I'm hoping the cave we found as part of our chefs home."
Frangipani eagerly indicated wanting to enter the ship........mainly for the octopus...
Sparhawk, feeling loyalty to his old captain, Sorsha, feels he should help release her crewmates from their fate.
"Frangi and I are for going in, any others have an opinion about this? Also, anyone in need of healing before we proceed?"
Bjorn shrugs and casts an illusion of speech. "Figure I've got close to an hour on this magic potion, but I can't say the same for you, Reg, or Vars. Your lungs, your call."
Vars huffs, "As long as we can keep using these...bubbles. I think we will be fine." He glances at Lir as he says this before continuing, "Lets go check out this ship."
Cargo hold of the Kraken
Your are near the hole at A7-A8
"Alright, lets keep Lir in the back in case we need to breath. Not sure if Frangipani can do the same spell."
Sparhawk looks once more at the group, pauses in case anyone wants to say anyting, then takes a deep breath, and heads in with Frangipani in the lead.
Lir makes an arcana check -
10
Lir fails his check.
"I was happy to share the gold." He shrugs. "When the world is drowned gold won't be much use to any of the faithful. But I'll follow you and try to keep you alive for now."
Frangipani shook her head and took the lead....moving deep into the room...
Stealth:19
Perception:9
Sparhawk follows his water breathing friend
investigation/perception 10
"Ol' Sorsha and I are going to have something in common, if yer not careful." He knocks on the side of his crossbow and it twitches, then grumpily reloads itself. "That bein', both our crews dyin' aboard the Kraken."
He follows behind, occasionally taking aim at the blind darkness. "So, the plan is, kill any bony bastards you can see?"
Sparhawk gestures for the rest of the crew to advance (likely not understanding Bjorn's comments as he's out of the bubble.)
Frangipani and Sparhawk both detect movement in the shadow of the bow, underneath a large pile of broken crates, boards and miscellaneous junk. A boney arm thrusts upwards from the junk and pulls the rest of its skeleton form upright, sword in hand and a wicked grin on its face. There is also some movement from aft of the ship, but you cannot yet see what it is.
(Initiative?)
Frangipani Initiative: 25
Frangipani reached out and ice grew over the skeletal arm.
Frostibite- Con 12 Save or 5 Cold Damage.
Vars readies his bow as best he can underwater, aiming at the skeleton.
Initiative: 18
Longbow: Attack: 11 Damage: 5