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Lyndaran looks to the ghost.
"Then pass away and never return. I guess..."he hesitates trying to find some empathy for the former slaver captain ".. perhaps you have paid your penance. "
He then walks towards Mina and, after a moment of doubt, puts a hand on her shoulder.
"I know that you didn't have the answers you wanted. But I promise you that, so you wish, I'll be at your side to further investigate this. I... I do not have any sibilings so I cannot know how do you feel, but if I had one, I would, too, wanted to know of they."
He looks down to Aeric's corpse, and with a sigh he kneels and proceed to inspect the body and his pockets.
(Investigation: 23)
"He may have some information about the snakes, or a key to someplace... or... something."he explains as he does it. "I have no idea of what Lorna ment with that, or when she has gone, but... I do not trust this kind of witchcraft. I will rely on you " he says to the others " as you know more of this matters, but my instinct says to cut his head off and burn the body and this entire place or even bring a cleric here to consecrate this before that, so he cannot come back as a ghost or something worse... I do not like undead... or even worse the necromancers... another form of even wicked slavery... they give me the chills..."
Tamryn, not realizing the fight is over, keeps looking for a way into the Pentagram room from above. So, he’ll check the other door for traps and go through it if it’s clear.
Investigation: 9 (nat 1)
(Did Tamryn take the contents of the strongbox?)
Tamryn is supremely confident that the door is completely safe. Lucky for him, he's right. He leaves the captain's quarters and enters a room with a large table in the center. A yellowed map is spread on the tabletop depicting the coastline of Athkatla, showing various obstacles and hazards, shipping lanes, water depth, and other more obscure nautical data. Along the walls are shelves stuffed with other maps and charts in rolls and leather portfolios. A sextant, an astrolabe and a rusty telescope are also on the table.
"Then pass away and never return. I guess..."he hesitates trying to find some empathy for the former slaver captain ".. perhaps you have paid your penance. "
He then walks towards Mina and, after a moment of doubt, puts a hand on her shoulder.
"I know that you didn't have the answers you wanted. But I promise you that, so you wish, I'll be at your side to further investigate this. I... I do not have any sibilings so I cannot know how do you feel, but if I had one, I would, too, wanted to know of they."
He looks down to Aeric's corpse, and with a sigh he kneels and proceed to inspect the body and his pockets.
(Investigation: 11)
"He may have some information about the snakes, or a key to someplace... or... something."he explains as he does it. "I have no idea of what Lorna ment with that, or when she has gone, but... I do not trust this kind of witchcraft. I will rely on you " he says to the others " as you know more of this matters, but my instinct says to cut his head off and burn the body and this entire place or even bring a cleric here to consecrate this before that, so he cannot come back as a ghost or something worse... I do not like undead... or even worse the necromancers... another form of even wicked slavery... they give me the chills..."
Bartydoes not respond, but neither does he disappear. He floats back out into the main cargo deck, a look of introspection on his new face.
Lyndaran finds a key on a chain around Aeric's neck, a gold ring on the rogue's thumb, depicting a serpent with a greengem for an eye, and a belt pouch containing 75 electrum pieces. Set to one side is a weapons belt with a rapier and two daggers. In Aeric's hand is a circle of string on which are threaded what appear to be humanoid knucklebones, which he may have been using in his ritual, similar to a rosary.
Lornasoon reappears, smiling, holding a shimmering vial. The vial contains what appears to be sludge, but you are startled to see two glowing eyes floating in the murky liquid, blinking. "Barty!" she calls, "Come back, I have news!"
As the group investigates the corpse, Jhaartael warns, "Don't touch anything directly. I can at least detect if any residual magic lies on any of his loot"
Jhaartael's eyes widen at the return of Lorna. "Miss Lorna. What is that?"
Lyndaran nods to Jhaartael and just point towards the objects of interest. He also aks "Then it is a go on the decapitation and burning this place? I do not trust... what is that? "he also asks to Lorna, fearing the answer.
With a nod, Lyndaran grabs his shortsword and proceeds. The gruesome task is easier as Mina has already cut half the neck of the former Serpent leader.
Kyrsa watches the scene unfold, narrowly dodging Barry’s attack before Akyan strikes at Aeric and…soon it’s over. She doesn’t like that the two ghosts are still here, that could mean trouble later…even if they are indebted after being freed.
“Yes, Lorna. What is that and what are you planning to do with it?” She asks in a low tone, wondering if the child ghost was planning on carrying through Kyrsa’s threat from earlier. Part of her was angry that they killed Aeric so quickly. They had hardly gotten any information from him. Yet she also realized that his usefulness was pretty limited since the enemy Lilly already was aware of what is going on.
"This," smiles Lorna somewhat disturbingly, "Is what remains of Aeric's soul. As it turns out, treating other humanoids like commodities, tearing apart families, and subjecting children to the most vile predators has an effect on a person's soul, slowly shriveling and liquefying it, until little remains of its original shape. Barty was always more of a pirate, only involved in slavery tangentially, but even his soul was damaged, as you saw previously. When Aeric died, apparently he had some sort of totem or ward in place to allow his soul to escape eternal damnation, and remain in the ethereal plane. But I followed him and captured him!" she says triumphantly. "Next, I went to the Nine Hells to bargain. You see, both Barty and I, being murderers, are or rather were doomed to go there after our spirits were released. But, I had a soul that they wanted much more than either of us. I struck a bargain that if I deliver Aeric to the devils, then our spirits will be allowed to remain here. We cannot go to the "good place", but we don't have to go to the Hells now. So, I brought Aeric back so everyone could see what has become of him, and next I go to deliver him up, and save me and Barty from hell."
"Oh... as far as burning this place... You can if you want, but technically it's yours now to do with as you wish. You can use it as a hideout, or fix it up and sail the seas. The bones of the ship are still good as far as I can tell, and now that Aeric's influence will no longer be here, I think the evil feel will wear off in time. Although.... If you wanted me and Barty to stick around and scare off intruders for you, I don't think we'd mind. We're going to travel the world a bit, but I think we'd consider this our home, if you allowed it...."
Lyndaran smirks at the idea of the souls of the slaver being tortured at the nine hells.
“I doubt that you would be treated as a murderer, as you were trying to escape and fighting for surviving but… if we do have the certainty that this place wouldn’t be used for this nefarious things…” he looks to the others “I do think we can let the fire for now.” He smiles “Despite me talking all the time to burn their places to the ground I am not an ardo it or have a particular desire to burn all…”
He looks around
“Wait have you seen Tamryn? He should be here by now…”
Jhaartael smiles thinly and nods at Lorna's explanation.
"Another place to operate out of would not be bad. Let me examine the ship to see if Aeric left anything else nasty behind."
He then turns and begins the ritual to allow him to detect magic.
Once the spell is complete, he will focus first on everything in this room, then he will walk about the rest of the ship to see what other magic might be laced about it.
Akyan watches all this transpire with his arms crossed and a scowl still on his face. Barty had crossed a line and it would take more than an apology for the young drow to forgive him. Deciding to let the others choose what to do with the ship and the ghosts, Akyan starts towards the door. "I'm going to go find Tamryn. I'll let you know when I find him."
Exiting the ritual room, he climbs out from below deck and looks around for any obvious signs of where the wood elf went.
Jhaartael ... turns and begins the ritual to allow him to detect magic.
Once the spell is complete, he will focus first on everything in this room, then he will walk about the rest of the ship to see what other magic might be laced about it.
The remains of the pentagram and the incense still exude some necromancy magic, as does the bone rosary, but it is fading. There are bits of ectoplasm that have dripped off the ghosts that also register necromancy. Nothing else on the cargo level registers magic.
On the main deck, when Jhaartael enters the Chart and Navigation room, he detects a very strong aura of necromantic energy coming from behind the back panel of one of the shelves.
Tamryn did take the contents. Does he notice it doesn’t sound like fighting anymore downstairs?
Perception: 21
Tamryn does not hear any fighting, but he didn't really notice anything at all since coming above deck. The ambient noise of the bay, the ship, the water, the creaking ropes and rigging, and the thick wooden walls and floor block most of the sound from below.
Akyan watches all this transpire with his arms crossed and a scowl still on his face. Barty had crossed a line and it would take more than an apology for the young drow to forgive him. Deciding to let the others choose what to do with the ship and the ghosts, Akyan starts towards the door. "I'm going to go find Tamryn. I'll let you know when I find him."
Exiting the ritual room, he climbs out from below deck and looks around for any obvious signs of where the wood elf went.
Survival? 17
As Akyan climbs up to the main deck, he notices that the door to the forecastle is open. This is the same door that had been shut with a small wire previously. As he passes through, he sees another door directly forward of him, also standing open, which leads to the Captain's quarters. Another closed door is directly to his starboard, and a hall leads to port with a door approximately 20 feet away on the forward wall of this hallway.
Jhaartael will mark the shelf (either using any chalk or lead he might find among the Chart equipment, or if he can't find such, by notching it with his sword). He will then return to the others.
"Most of the ship appears clear of magic with the exception of one area in the Navigation room. I thought it best to examine it further together, in case Aeric had any other nasty surprises."
Lyndaran takes Aeric's stuff and gives the key to Jhaartael and the ring to Mina for future use, leaving the rest in the floor. He then nods to his friend.
"Better to go together yes. " he agrees with Jhaartael. "Slavers... necromancy... this city is the worst... " he comments mostly to himself as they walk towards the navigation room.
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Lyndaran looks to the ghost.
"Then pass away and never return. I guess..." he hesitates trying to find some empathy for the former slaver captain ".. perhaps you have paid your penance. "
He then walks towards Mina and, after a moment of doubt, puts a hand on her shoulder.
"I know that you didn't have the answers you wanted. But I promise you that, so you wish, I'll be at your side to further investigate this. I... I do not have any sibilings so I cannot know how do you feel, but if I had one, I would, too, wanted to know of they."
He looks down to Aeric's corpse, and with a sigh he kneels and proceed to inspect the body and his pockets.
(Investigation: 23)
"He may have some information about the snakes, or a key to someplace... or... something." he explains as he does it. "I have no idea of what Lorna ment with that, or when she has gone, but... I do not trust this kind of witchcraft. I will rely on you " he says to the others " as you know more of this matters, but my instinct says to cut his head off and burn the body and this entire place or even bring a cleric here to consecrate this before that, so he cannot come back as a ghost or something worse... I do not like undead... or even worse the necromancers... another form of even wicked slavery... they give me the chills..."
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(Did Tamryn take the contents of the strongbox?)
Tamryn is supremely confident that the door is completely safe. Lucky for him, he's right. He leaves the captain's quarters and enters a room with a large table in the center. A yellowed map is spread on the tabletop depicting the coastline of Athkatla, showing various obstacles and hazards, shipping lanes, water depth, and other more obscure nautical data. Along the walls are shelves stuffed with other maps and charts in rolls and leather portfolios. A sextant, an astrolabe and a rusty telescope are also on the table.
Jhaartael stands silently to the side... A slight scowl on his face as he observes the freed spirit and the ruined ritual space.
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Barty does not respond, but neither does he disappear. He floats back out into the main cargo deck, a look of introspection on his new face.
Lyndaran finds a key on a chain around Aeric's neck, a gold ring on the rogue's thumb, depicting a serpent with a green gem for an eye, and a belt pouch containing 75 electrum pieces. Set to one side is a weapons belt with a rapier and two daggers. In Aeric's hand is a circle of string on which are threaded what appear to be humanoid knucklebones, which he may have been using in his ritual, similar to a rosary.
Lorna soon reappears, smiling, holding a shimmering vial. The vial contains what appears to be sludge, but you are startled to see two glowing eyes floating in the murky liquid, blinking. "Barty!" she calls, "Come back, I have news!"
As the group investigates the corpse, Jhaartael warns, "Don't touch anything directly. I can at least detect if any residual magic lies on any of his loot"
Jhaartael's eyes widen at the return of Lorna. "Miss Lorna. What is that?"
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Lyndaran nods to Jhaartael and just point towards the objects of interest. He also aks "Then it is a go on the decapitation and burning this place? I do not trust... what is that? " he also asks to Lorna, fearing the answer.
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"Decapitation, yes. Burning, let's hold a moment on that."
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With a nod, Lyndaran grabs his shortsword and proceeds. The gruesome task is easier as Mina has already cut half the neck of the former Serpent leader.
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Kyrsa watches the scene unfold, narrowly dodging Barry’s attack before Akyan strikes at Aeric and…soon it’s over. She doesn’t like that the two ghosts are still here, that could mean trouble later…even if they are indebted after being freed.
“Yes, Lorna. What is that and what are you planning to do with it?” She asks in a low tone, wondering if the child ghost was planning on carrying through Kyrsa’s threat from earlier.
Part of her was angry that they killed Aeric so quickly. They had hardly gotten any information from him. Yet she also realized that his usefulness was pretty limited since the enemy Lilly already was aware of what is going on.
"This," smiles Lorna somewhat disturbingly, "Is what remains of Aeric's soul. As it turns out, treating other humanoids like commodities, tearing apart families, and subjecting children to the most vile predators has an effect on a person's soul, slowly shriveling and liquefying it, until little remains of its original shape. Barty was always more of a pirate, only involved in slavery tangentially, but even his soul was damaged, as you saw previously. When Aeric died, apparently he had some sort of totem or ward in place to allow his soul to escape eternal damnation, and remain in the ethereal plane. But I followed him and captured him!" she says triumphantly. "Next, I went to the Nine Hells to bargain. You see, both Barty and I, being murderers, are or rather were doomed to go there after our spirits were released. But, I had a soul that they wanted much more than either of us. I struck a bargain that if I deliver Aeric to the devils, then our spirits will be allowed to remain here. We cannot go to the "good place", but we don't have to go to the Hells now. So, I brought Aeric back so everyone could see what has become of him, and next I go to deliver him up, and save me and Barty from hell."
"Oh... as far as burning this place... You can if you want, but technically it's yours now to do with as you wish. You can use it as a hideout, or fix it up and sail the seas. The bones of the ship are still good as far as I can tell, and now that Aeric's influence will no longer be here, I think the evil feel will wear off in time. Although.... If you wanted me and Barty to stick around and scare off intruders for you, I don't think we'd mind. We're going to travel the world a bit, but I think we'd consider this our home, if you allowed it...."
Tamryn did take the contents. Does he notice it doesn’t sound like fighting anymore downstairs?
Perception: 21
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Lyndaran smirks at the idea of the souls of the slaver being tortured at the nine hells.
“I doubt that you would be treated as a murderer, as you were trying to escape and fighting for surviving but… if we do have the certainty that this place wouldn’t be used for this nefarious things…” he looks to the others “I do think we can let the fire for now.” He smiles “Despite me talking all the time to burn their places to the ground I am not an ardo it or have a particular desire to burn all…”
He looks around
“Wait have you seen Tamryn? He should be here by now…”
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Jhaartael smiles thinly and nods at Lorna's explanation.
"Another place to operate out of would not be bad. Let me examine the ship to see if Aeric left anything else nasty behind."
He then turns and begins the ritual to allow him to detect magic.
Once the spell is complete, he will focus first on everything in this room, then he will walk about the rest of the ship to see what other magic might be laced about it.
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Akyan watches all this transpire with his arms crossed and a scowl still on his face. Barty had crossed a line and it would take more than an apology for the young drow to forgive him. Deciding to let the others choose what to do with the ship and the ghosts, Akyan starts towards the door. "I'm going to go find Tamryn. I'll let you know when I find him."
Exiting the ritual room, he climbs out from below deck and looks around for any obvious signs of where the wood elf went.
Survival? 17
The remains of the pentagram and the incense still exude some necromancy magic, as does the bone rosary, but it is fading. There are bits of ectoplasm that have dripped off the ghosts that also register necromancy. Nothing else on the cargo level registers magic.
On the main deck, when Jhaartael enters the Chart and Navigation room, he detects a very strong aura of necromantic energy coming from behind the back panel of one of the shelves.
Tamryn does not hear any fighting, but he didn't really notice anything at all since coming above deck. The ambient noise of the bay, the ship, the water, the creaking ropes and rigging, and the thick wooden walls and floor block most of the sound from below.
As Akyan climbs up to the main deck, he notices that the door to the forecastle is open. This is the same door that had been shut with a small wire previously. As he passes through, he sees another door directly forward of him, also standing open, which leads to the Captain's quarters. Another closed door is directly to his starboard, and a hall leads to port with a door approximately 20 feet away on the forward wall of this hallway.
Jhaartael will mark the shelf (either using any chalk or lead he might find among the Chart equipment, or if he can't find such, by notching it with his sword). He will then return to the others.
"Most of the ship appears clear of magic with the exception of one area in the Navigation room. I thought it best to examine it further together, in case Aeric had any other nasty surprises."
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Lyndaran takes Aeric's stuff and gives the key to Jhaartael and the ring to Mina for future use, leaving the rest in the floor. He then nods to his friend.
"Better to go together yes. " he agrees with Jhaartael. "Slavers... necromancy... this city is the worst... " he comments mostly to himself as they walk towards the navigation room.
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