Zooke looks over his mates on deck then back to the creature, "look here creature from the deep, the captain says you usually extort 400 gold, seeing how we're all poor pilgrims I don't really see how you're going to get that amount. So here's the deal. We'll pay you 100 gold, leaving us with the packs on our backs. You take it and swim back to the scale queen of ours and we'll be on our way. Or, the good captain here puts me to swabbing the deck after we bleed you from port to stern."
Zooke moves to the rail on the side the creature went, glancing over just to make sure he's gone. "well, that could have been interesting. Alas, a peaceful solution is sometimes a good solution."
He looks at everyone on deck, "by the way, Zooke's the name. Owed my captain friend here a favor so I'm working this part of the run. What brings the rest of you out?" Zooke is a goliath, just over 7 ft tall, bald, blue/gray skin tone, you've seen him working around on the ship, seems to know his way around a sailing vessel.
Narath puts his sword away as he scowls at the monster swim away. "It pleases me that we avoided bloodshed, but I fear the creature will simply lick it's wounds and return to a life of piracy. When all this is over, I may have to track it down and bring it into the light." He turns back to the others, "Well done all, my name is Narath, and I must say you seem to all be able to handle yourselves well. Perhaps when we get to the island we could stay together for a while, i'm happy to lend my shield to others following a path of justice and hope."
Elle angles his blue shield with a quarter silver moon towards Natath and studies him for any symbol Elle might be familiar with.
“Hail sir Narath, sadly history teaches us that stopping such an insignificant underling is as useful as cutting off the head of a Hydra. Two more will come in his place and cause more suffering. One must stop the source of the problem to truly help.
That being put aside, it would be an honor to stand alongside such great heros. May your blade always strike as true as Corellon’s”
(I think i've been playing Narath pretty much Lawful Good. He believes that a just system of rules can exist and it only needs to be enforced in order to prevail. I was probably gonna pick up Oath of Devotion, the base Paladin subclass.)
Narath puts his sword away as he scowls at the monster swim away. "It pleases me that we avoided bloodshed, but I fear the creature will simply lick it's wounds and return to a life of piracy. When all this is over, I may have to track it down and bring it into the light." He turns back to the others, "Well done all, my name is Narath, and I must say you seem to all be able to handle yourselves well. Perhaps when we get to the island we could stay together for a while, i'm happy to lend my shield to others following a path of justice and hope."
"Jodhr. Philosopher and shantyman" *The sun-dried dwarf says*
Zooke looks over his mates on deck then back to the creature, "look here creature from the deep, the captain says you usually extort 400 gold, seeing how we're all poor pilgrims I don't really see how you're going to get that amount. So here's the deal. We'll pay you 100 gold, leaving us with the packs on our backs. You take it and swim back to the scale queen of ours and we'll be on our way. Or, the good captain here puts me to swabbing the deck after we bleed you from port to stern."
Persuasion roll 18
Zooke moves to the rail on the side the creature went, glancing over just to make sure he's gone. "well, that could have been interesting. Alas, a peaceful solution is sometimes a good solution."
He looks at everyone on deck, "by the way, Zooke's the name. Owed my captain friend here a favor so I'm working this part of the run. What brings the rest of you out?" Zooke is a goliath, just over 7 ft tall, bald, blue/gray skin tone, you've seen him working around on the ship, seems to know his way around a sailing vessel.
An elf runs over to you as an owl lands on a his shield.
"It's an honor to make your aquaintance! You can call me Elle, I am on my way to the Stormwreck Isle to study dragons"
"the honor is mine Elle. And you too master owl." Zooke greets you both
((yes, when you are. Did you want us to character intros here or did you have that planned for later?))
Zooke eyes the dwarf bard, "fine singing master bard, you spend much time around the dock of Neverwinter?"
(Happy to start the adventure now for sure.)
Narath puts his sword away as he scowls at the monster swim away. "It pleases me that we avoided bloodshed, but I fear the creature will simply lick it's wounds and return to a life of piracy. When all this is over, I may have to track it down and bring it into the light." He turns back to the others, "Well done all, my name is Narath, and I must say you seem to all be able to handle yourselves well. Perhaps when we get to the island we could stay together for a while, i'm happy to lend my shield to others following a path of justice and hope."
Elle angles his blue shield with a quarter silver moon towards Natath and studies him for any symbol Elle might be familiar with.
“Hail sir Narath, sadly history teaches us that stopping such an insignificant underling is as useful as cutting off the head of a Hydra. Two more will come in his place and cause more suffering. One must stop the source of the problem to truly help.
That being put aside, it would be an honor to stand alongside such great heros. May your blade always strike as true as Corellon’s”
"Good call big guy!" says the Halfling while keeping away his bow. "I'm Ariel, a hunter for hire."
(I actually hadn’t settled on a god for Narath, are we in the Forgotten Realms? Who are some cool Paladiny gods in FR?)
(I think i've been playing Narath pretty much Lawful Good. He believes that a just system of rules can exist and it only needs to be enforced in order to prevail. I was probably gonna pick up Oath of Devotion, the base Paladin subclass.)
Kavaki, the Ram-Lord, was the guardian and creator deity of the goliaths. Or Helm, I think he's a default for LG pally's in the realms.
"Jodhr. Philosopher and shantyman" *The sun-dried dwarf says*