Looking back into the safety of the small lit corridor, Yom notices some of the party staring blankly. What was going on with them… “Let’s get out of the open, those corpses can rot out there.” Moving back in, Yom tries to re-patch the entrance that the creatures broke through, moving wood and earth back into place.
Ronin, currently finishing a diagnostic on himself, snaps back to normal function...
"Sorry Yom, i was running a diagnostic after the fight. Something was weird after i put out the flames from my blade. Could be from the conditions from this rock but ill figure out later. I do want to explore the ships during the day. We could find some information about those who where here before us."
He then turns the bearded man, "Yo, Beardy Meat bag! Might as well be useful and help us with the bodies. Also, please explain who you are and how you came out of literally no where."
He glowers and his hand hovers over his crossbow, fingers waggling... then he comedically points at Ronin with just one finger-gun.
Haha! Psyche! So, I'm, uh, dealing with a little bit of back pain... It's cramped in that extradimensional space... But, yeah, sure. I can help with some corpses.
He grabs the "feet" of one of them, winces broadly and grunts.
I'm Cruce Bramble, captain of the Nightjar... err... was before I got stranded here with only "Loretta", my broken magic jug, my rope (he holds up a 60-ft length of rope) and the clothes on my back. That was... weeks, maybe months... ago?
"Nah... I'm not hurt. Just nursing a little headache."
*It's clear that Cruce is still drunk... and might've been drunk for a long long time.*
He looks over at you.
"Pal, I've seen a lot wild stuff out in the Wildspace, but this is the first time I've felt moved to fatten one of them up." He reaches for his jug. "You want some mayo... It'll put meat on those bones."
As Yom works away on patching the exit, he calls out “Save the Mayo for the BLT, lets get this hole patched”… then thinks disappointedly on how he only has hard-tack food, no bacon, not lettuce, no tomato, and is now feeling very stranded on this rock in the middle of nowhere.
Ronin helps get rid of the last body and assist Yom in repairing the door. Ronin tells Cruce, "Im pretty sure all that will go on the bones is Mayonnaise. If you Bio lifeforms need food, i still have some Rations i can give out, im pretty sure there still edible, maybe..."
Ronin then turns to Cruce, "We crashed, just like you. I'm more concerned of how we get out."
Ronin then says, "Cruce, you've been where for quite a while. Besides a whole alien insect swarm and space fauna trying to kill all of us, what other things are on this rock we should be aware of? And any chance you know what has been causing all the ships to crash here?"
"My memory's a little fuzzy from all the beer and mayonnaise. I've spent most of my time hiding out in the extradimensional space waiting for a rescue ship... but I kept falling asleep... Well, passing out. But..."
"My deduction analyzation is telling me whatever ship was trying to resuce you, if any, probably crashed on the attempt and meet a worse fate than we are in..." Ronin says while hammering with Yom
"What type of cargo were you hauling Captain? did you send out a distress signal to alert others into coming here?"
As the question begin to be asked of the captain Kosh just stands in the back quietly over looking the captain trying to judge if he needs to use a spell to get the man to tell the truth, or if he’ll willing tell it.
"Man, you really think everyone who gets within a few klicks of here crashes? That's a serious downer..."
Cruce shakes his head solemnly.
"Funny enough, I'd just offloaded some tobacco, vanilla, and some museum pieces for a client on Unilles 4... got a pretty penny too... 'course that all went up with the Nightjar... My beautiful ship..."
Ronin says, "The information i get is based off of what i am experiencing currently. Information about space and all the creature it holds trying to kill us, not to mention that the other creatures here are another being like me but different, an undead skeleton who seems not to be attacking any creature that lives, a sentient gelatinous mass, and another meat bag who seems to be the religious type."
Ronin then points to his head, "Currently, my processers are not at optimal functions to processes the anomalies of what and why all those exists. So, i focus on the concepts i do other stand. We, and you as well, crashed here against our will and so it seems so did multiple others. the only way out of here is to find what's causing these crashes, which as this point, is unknown. But we hypothesis its in one of the caves these creatures are coming from."
Ronin then turns to the broken statue , "Speaking of, Anyone here knows what that statue is about?"
I don't need any of the loot, i don't need to breath and im not a spell caster.
Nothing for me, thanks.
The bearded man just pats his magic jug.
Ronin, currently finishing a diagnostic on himself, snaps back to normal function...
"Sorry Yom, i was running a diagnostic after the fight. Something was weird after i put out the flames from my blade. Could be from the conditions from this rock but ill figure out later. I do want to explore the ships during the day. We could find some information about those who where here before us."
He then turns the bearded man, "Yo, Beardy Meat bag! Might as well be useful and help us with the bodies. Also, please explain who you are and how you came out of literally no where."
Ronin assists Yom with the entrance...
Beardy Meatbag!?
He glowers and his hand hovers over his crossbow, fingers waggling... then he comedically points at Ronin with just one finger-gun.
Haha! Psyche! So, I'm, uh, dealing with a little bit of back pain... It's cramped in that extradimensional space... But, yeah, sure. I can help with some corpses.
He grabs the "feet" of one of them, winces broadly and grunts.
I'm Cruce Bramble, captain of the Nightjar... err... was before I got stranded here with only "Loretta", my broken magic jug, my rope (he holds up a 60-ft length of rope) and the clothes on my back. That was... weeks, maybe months... ago?
What appears to be a skeleton wearing horribly worn out brown rones assesses Cruce.
"Hello, and thank you for your great assistance. Things were looking quite bad for a moment. You haven't acquired any injuries have you?"
Yeah a talking skeleton might be alarming
"Nah... I'm not hurt. Just nursing a little headache."
*It's clear that Cruce is still drunk... and might've been drunk for a long long time.*
He looks over at you.
"Pal, I've seen a lot wild stuff out in the Wildspace, but this is the first time I've felt moved to fatten one of them up." He reaches for his jug. "You want some mayo... It'll put meat on those bones."
He offers jug...
*Cruce rolls a D100* and gets a 72...
"Too late anyway, fella," Cruce says. "It's beer again!" He chugs from the jug. "Cheers!"
After a concerning amount of beer enters his body... He holds it out in offering.
"So, how did you all... end up here? Pretty eclectic crew... you've got."
Ronin helps get rid of the last body and assist Yom in repairing the door. Ronin tells Cruce, "Im pretty sure all that will go on the bones is Mayonnaise. If you Bio lifeforms need food, i still have some Rations i can give out, im pretty sure there still edible, maybe..."
Ronin then turns to Cruce, "We crashed, just like you. I'm more concerned of how we get out."
Ronin then says, "Cruce, you've been where for quite a while. Besides a whole alien insect swarm and space fauna trying to kill all of us, what other things are on this rock we should be aware of? And any chance you know what has been causing all the ships to crash here?"
Ronin is building with Yom at the moment....
"I've just been waiting for rescue this whole time... Never thought it'd be so hard to catch a reliable ride out of here."
Cruce gets a far off look in his eyes as he tries to remember all he's seen and what he remembers...
OOC, what should I roll to see if I know more about the location, AND if I know about what's causing the crashes?
History: ROLL 12
Cruce keeps staring off into space...
"My memory's a little fuzzy from all the beer and mayonnaise. I've spent most of my time hiding out in the extradimensional space waiting for a rescue ship... but I kept falling asleep... Well, passing out. But..."
"My deduction analyzation is telling me whatever ship was trying to resuce you, if any, probably crashed on the attempt and meet a worse fate than we are in..." Ronin says while hammering with Yom
"What type of cargo were you hauling Captain? did you send out a distress signal to alert others into coming here?"
As the question begin to be asked of the captain Kosh just stands in the back quietly over looking the captain trying to judge if he needs to use a spell to get the man to tell the truth, or if he’ll willing tell it.
Campaigns:
Wildemount: The Felderwin Irregulars (2020) - Balassar Silverstone - Dragonborn Fighter (Rune Knight) Lv. 5 | Rise of TIamat - Aiwin Aralana - Wood Elf Fighter/Ranger (Arcane Archer/Gloom Stalker) Lv. 9
"Man, you really think everyone who gets within a few klicks of here crashes? That's a serious downer..."
Cruce shakes his head solemnly.
"Funny enough, I'd just offloaded some tobacco, vanilla, and some museum pieces for a client on Unilles 4... got a pretty penny too... 'course that all went up with the Nightjar... My beautiful ship..."
A tear rolls down his cheek.
Ronin says, "The information i get is based off of what i am experiencing currently. Information about space and all the creature it holds trying to kill us, not to mention that the other creatures here are another being like me but different, an undead skeleton who seems not to be attacking any creature that lives, a sentient gelatinous mass, and another meat bag who seems to be the religious type."
Ronin then points to his head, "Currently, my processers are not at optimal functions to processes the anomalies of what and why all those exists. So, i focus on the concepts i do other stand. We, and you as well, crashed here against our will and so it seems so did multiple others. the only way out of here is to find what's causing these crashes, which as this point, is unknown. But we hypothesis its in one of the caves these creatures are coming from."
Ronin then turns to the broken statue , "Speaking of, Anyone here knows what that statue is about?"
Zanoth shakes his head at Ronin.. “Religion is not my forte. Give me a hammer, nails and welder anytime over that holy jumbo-jumbo.”
"Who wants to break that wall in the small room and see whats in it?" Ronin says to the group..
OOC: Im just assuming at this point we are done fortifying....
"If you all promise to help me get out of here, I'm in." Cruce pats "Loretta" in its hip holster.