As the cold water engulfs you, a strange undersea world is revealed. Colourful seaweed grows over the shattered hull, especially around the gaping hole in the stern of the ship. Tiny fish dart among hunks of debris and cargo. You spy the small chest under the shattered hull.
There are a few small unopened barrels, the fish darting amongst them. Even the seaweed seems to dance in the tide, sunshine through the water rests on the small chest. Roll a 1d6 to find out what is in one of the small barrels if you are interested.
Shayla catches the small chest, it is reasonably heavy taking two hands to carry. It feels quite surreal to walk back to the stairs rather than swim. She relished every moment of the angel fish playing tag with her.
Krack notices some more small barrels.
Barakas clutches the small brandy barrel, he'd celebrate tonight between the wine and brandy and some good food.
Krack took the small barrel upstairs and opened it, nested in packaging is a scroll case, the scrawled writing on the side says it is a spell of command.
Shayla manages to open the lock, she throws the lid open. Inside she finds a pouch of gold coins 55GP, three turquoise stones (10GP each), a pair of fine boots that look elf made (roll perception for more detail) and a waxed paper bundle around a book keeping it watertight.
DM
As the cold water engulfs you, a strange undersea world is revealed. Colourful seaweed grows over the shattered hull, especially around the gaping hole in the stern of the ship. Tiny fish dart among hunks of debris and cargo. You spy the small chest under the shattered hull.
Shayla
Shayla looks around for possible dangers
Perception check 21
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
DM
It is tranquil all around you, the little angel fish swim around you filling you with a sense of peace. At least here you can feel at one with nature.
Barakas
As he feels calmer, he swims towards the small chest there and sees if it can be open.
DM
The lock appears to be stuck, it may be best to take it back upstairs with you to pry open with the crowbar.
OOC: is there anything of interest down here besides the chest? Also could Barakas lock pick it?
DM OOC roll for perception if you wish to quickly evaluate the hold. Barakas can lockpick the lock but it's too fiddly underwater.
Krack
Krack takes a look around, enjoying his ability to breath underwater.
Perception: 17
Barakas
Perception: 16
If nothing else catches his interest he will bring the chest to the surface
DM
There are a few small unopened barrels, the fish darting amongst them. Even the seaweed seems to dance in the tide, sunshine through the water rests on the small chest. Roll a 1d6 to find out what is in one of the small barrels if you are interested.
(OOC My apologies we had no internet yesterday)
Rolled a 1
DM
You turn the small barrel over and expose the spigot. On the side of the barrel it says that it is 20 year old Waterdavian brandy.
Barakas
He happily smiles and throws the chest to one of his friends and brings the barrel to the surface.
Shayla
If it is light enough, Shayla will take the chest to the top deck.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
DM
Shayla catches the small chest, it is reasonably heavy taking two hands to carry. It feels quite surreal to walk back to the stairs rather than swim. She relished every moment of the angel fish playing tag with her.
Krack notices some more small barrels.
Barakas clutches the small brandy barrel, he'd celebrate tonight between the wine and brandy and some good food.
Krack
Will also grab a barrel.
If you want it: 6
Theodor
Theodor feels relieved to see the group return, unharmed as well it seems.
"What did we find?" he asks, "And what's in the chest?"
Shayla
"Let's find out" If the chest is locked, the priest takes out her tools and tries to pick the lock.
Lock Picking 4
If it isn't locked, she merrily flips it open and says, "Tah dah!"
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
DM
Krack took the small barrel upstairs and opened it, nested in packaging is a scroll case, the scrawled writing on the side says it is a spell of command.
Shayla manages to open the lock, she throws the lid open. Inside she finds a pouch of gold coins 55GP, three turquoise stones (10GP each), a pair of fine boots that look elf made (roll perception for more detail) and a waxed paper bundle around a book keeping it watertight.
Krack
Kranck hands the scroll to Shayla and goes to look at the open chest. "Ohhhh, pretty" he says, looking at the stones.