DAY 2: 16th Kythorn 1492 DR: The Prancing Pirate, Rumbottom

'The winds had picked up throughout the night and are still gusting freely through the tavern's open windows the next morning. The grey half-lit pre-dawn brings with it a cool-for-Summer breeze and the sounds of men and woman preparing themselves for the new day. The sounds of doors of opening and closing, feet pounding the stairs and of people eating and drinking in the common room heralds the start of a bustling new day. Berils' steady voice can be heard calling out,'

"Yes, you ravenous horde. For the last damned time, there will be bacon, I just can't magic it up out of nowhere. There's toast and eggs to tide ye over, and breakfast ale on the bar. Vergil says yer new Captain has covered breakfast, so I guess he wants you out and about on full stomachs.

Oh, and that hairy Bosun was in earlier and told me to remind ye all that yer expected at yer assigned places by dawn, which is less than half-an-hour away, so I guess yed best be quick about things!"

'Entering the tavern's common room you see that the Captain's table has been removed from the room's centre, with more regular and chairs now taking up that space in the large room. Most of the tables, and almost all of stools at the bar, are taken up by hungry sailors looking to eat any morsel within arm's reach. More than a few of your new ship mates look a little worse for wear and some of these appear to be grabbing ales from the top of the bar, perhaps hoping that another drink might help take the edge off. Snippets of conversation drift about the room, accompanying the welcoming smells of breakfast,'

"Aye, I heard the wind... I was sleeping in Unne's room, and the dirty beast of a Northman didn't stop fart'n all damned night!"

"... that's when she came into my room, bold as you please! I tell ya', ain't never been treated like that before in me life... not that I minded it none. Ha!"

"Where's that thrice cursed barkeep! I swear someone took me coin purse when I was sleep'n! If'n I find the rat who did it, I'll slit'em from groin to gullet I will."

"So don't ye ferget dat knot me showed ye, young Petey! At'll come in good'n'handy, ye can be sure of. Why, dat knot once saved me life it did, way back in..."

"She's not half hard on the eyes, ye got that right, Enzio. Reckon' we could convince the Cap'n ta take the half-elf lass with us? He seems a convincable type... not like that Mate and Bosun of is..."

'Beril is moving to-and-from the kitchen, stacking food and drinks upon the bar, while Lorana moves nimbly amongst the mass of sailors, delivering refreshment to the tables. There is no sign of the Shore Shark's Captain, First Mate or Bosun. Indeed, the only officer in sight (apart from those in your group) is the weasel faced halfling who was appointed the ship's new Quarter Master. He is speaking, as though with some great authority, with two other halflings, a male and female both much younger than himself. The resemblance between the two younger halflings is striking, indicating brother and sister, if not twins. 

A few of the other sailors that you recognise from the previous night are the heavily tatooed, brown skinned man with dreadlocks who is sitting with three particularly rough looking seamen, as well as Zaretta. The small woman is laughing at something one of her companions has said, sitting with her feet up at a table shared by a sullen looking black dragon born, an old sailor wearing a blue and white striped shirt and a handsome young red-head with long plaitted hair. 

Beril's voice rings out again as she emerges from the kitchen with a large platter of sizzling meat,'

"Here it is lads and lasses - bacon aplenty for all, as promised. Ol' Gunter must have killed half the boars round the cove to bring us this much pig meat. Diggin, but don't start fightin' over it, whatever you do. Good as it is, it ain't worthed a beatin' over."

'When Kay wakes up she has an anxious feeling in the pit of her stomach. She grabs all of her things and checks her belt pouch for Rudd, then hastily smooths her shoulder length hair, buckles her belt and throws her pack on. She pokes Unawalyn a few times before giving up then runs downstairs, staying towards the middle of the stairway so that she can peer down at the hall to find Lorana to ask after her ostensibly washed clothing.' 

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'When Kay wakes up she has an anxious feeling in the pit of her stomach. She grabs all of her things and checks her belt pouch for Rudd, then hastily smooths her shoulder length hair, buckles her belt and throws her pack on. She pokes Unawalyn a few times before giving up then runs downstairs, staying towards the middle of the stairway so that she can peer down at the hall to find Lorana to ask after her ostensibly washed clothing.' 

 
'The boisterous noise and promising smells rising from the common room guide Kay to the top of the stairway. The young rogue is about to descend when the familiar head and shoulders of Lorana rise from below, the young barmaid (still probably three-four years Kay's senior) appears somewhat startled to find someone so close in the hallway, but laughs it off,'

"Morning, miss Kay. Good to see you up and about, after yer trials of the last night."

'When questioned about Kay's clothing, Lorana looks puzzled and nodding back down the hall, says,'

"Umm, beggin' yer pardin, young miss, but I folded and placed'em by yer door an hour ago, not long after Meryiel returned'em."

'Looking back down the hall, the slightly embarrased young rogue realises that her clothes, and by the looks of it, Una's as well, are indeed folded in neat little pile beside the room's door.'

Vaken awakes to Beril's voice echoing up from downstairs. He jumps up thinking he overslept. He should be in the kitchen. Then a smile slowly appears on his face. No, not the kitchen. He's part of a ship crew now. Then he realizes, he doesn't know where he's suppose to go or when he's suppose to be there.

Vaken hurriedly cleans and packs his things making sure not to leave anything. He doesn't have much and he wants to keep all of it. After giving his room a once over and finding things as they should be, the goliath heads downstairs to the common room and looks for some of the other new crew members to see if they happen to have heard where they should report to. A grin spreads across his lips as he remembers something else, "And I still need to collect my final pay from Vergil."

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Vaken awakes to Beril's voice echoing up from downstairs. He jumps up thinking he overslept. He should be in the kitchen. Then a smile slowly appears on his face. No, not the kitchen. He's part of a ship crew now. Then he realizes, he doesn't know where he's suppose to go or when he's suppose to be there.

Vaken hurriedly cleans and packs his things making sure not to leave anything. He doesn't have much and he wants to keep all of it. After giving his room a once over and finding things as they should be, the goliath heads downstairs to the common room and looks for some of the other new crew members to see if they happen to have heard where they should report to. A grin spreads across his lips as he remembers something else, "And I still need to collect my final pay from Vergil."

 
'Vaken takes in the sounds and sights of a common room near over-flowing with his new shipmates. Most are sitting in twos-threes and fours, though here and there he sees a few sailors sitting alone. Most everyone in the room is either eating or talking, or eating and talking, though Vaken notices a few people who've apparently finished breakfast are now heading towards the tavern's door.

The goliath sees no sign of Vergil, though a passing Lorana does call out,'

"Morning, Vaken. All ready fer yer new adventure today? How excitin'! Well, make sure that ye eat yer fill before ye go. Ye've done the same fer enough others in yer time here, so don't ye go missin' out fer yeself!"

A’ro opens his eyes slowly as his feet come off the table and he stands up looking around. He lifts his arms up groaning as he stretches a little, a crack here and pop there 'Pretty comfortable chair if I do say so'. He just smiles pulling down his hood and tussling his hair a little. It was then that he heard Beril shout about food and ale.

“Mornin’ Beril – hope ya slept well. Thanks for the food.” He said as his lips curled into his usual charming smile as he walked over to where the food was and began to prep a plate for himself.

When he made his way to the mugs of ale he ran his hand in the air and spoke a little primordial, all of a sudden one of the mugs was lifted in the air by a shimmering blue hand that looked as if it could belong to a ghost. He grabbed another and together the floating mug and A’ro made their way back to the table.

'Kay's cheeks flush bright red, though she's unaccustomed to receiving such service, she had hoped to seem more worldly in front of someone as pretty as Lorana. She tucks her overlarge brown tunic into her pants.' "Ah, quite right... I'll uh... how did you... thank you. How was your evening?" 'She waits for Lorana's response.' "I see, I see. Is there... is there anything I can help you with m'lady? A'for I run off to sea that is?" 

'After her exchange with Lorana, she excuses herself and takes Una's clothing and her own and retreats into their room. She'll help Una get dressed if necessary, then get dressed in her preferred dark dark clothes and leathers. After getting dressed and smoothing her hair again, and, feeling as if she's on top of the world, she'll bound down the stairs with everything she owns then looking for whatever's fastest to grab to eat, even jumping up to snag a piece of bacon off of the serving plate if possible.'

The early morning sun brightens up the clouds outside, but they didn’t wake up Virtoris because he was already awake. He sat on his bed thinking, he tended to do that when he was nervous. Going over every outcome in his mind, he decided on the correct course of action. He needed to talk to the bosun and the Captain. Yentil deserved a chance, and the Shore Shark needed a carpenter. 

If they wouldn’t allow him on board, at least he knew he could find him work back home. That at least made him feel better. If only he wasn’t so nervous. 

Pits nit the new position he has, that’s something to be proud about. And he was, but it was about crossing the bosun. Maybe even having his name taken off the charter! What would he tell his family if he had to come home. They wouldn’t care, but he wouldn’t want to let them down.

As he makes his way from his room and down to the common area of the Prancing Pirate he could smell it. BACON! Who knows when he’ll be able to get some more. 

“That bacon smells heavenly, so good. A plate of bacon, and do you have tea? Crew, and some sugar please.“ Virt looks around for the Captain and Bosun, their business was urgant. 

Vaken hadn't even thought about stopping to eat but Lorana was right, he should eat while he could. He quickly grabbed a plate and started eating as he walked around searching for Vergil eager to get his final pay before leaving. "It'd be just like 'em to stay outta sight until I'm gone to keep from coughing up what he owes" Vaken thinks to himself.

Perception to find Vergil: 13

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A’ro opens his eyes slowly as his feet come off the table and he stands up looking around. He lifts his arms up groaning as he stretches a little, a crack here and pop there 'Pretty comfortable chair if I do say so'. He just smiles pulling down his hood and tussling his hair a little. It was then that he heard Beril shout about food and ale.

“Mornin’ Beril – hope ya slept well. Thanks for the food.” He said as his lips curled into his usual charming smile as he walked over to where the food was and began to prep a plate for himself.

When he made his way to the mugs of ale he ran his hand in the air and spoke a little primordial, all of a sudden one of the mugs lifted in the air. He grabbed another and together the floating mug and A’ro made their way back to the table.

 
"Well enough, A'ro. I'd say it's me pleasure, but it's more me job, as ye rightly know. Still, always nice to come across a man with manners. They're a rare breed, more's the pity!"

'Having fixed himself a plate and nabbed his mug, albeit in an unorthodox fashion, the genasi turns back to his seat to find it has been taken by a broad shouldered half-orc and three humans, two women (both with more facial hair and bigger muscles than A'ro) and a scrawny rat-like man with an eye-patch. Contemplating whether to try and regain his chair or not, the sorcerer hears a nasally voice call out,'

"There's a seat here for the taking, young Master of Sail. I'd be happy to share a table with you, what seeing as we'll be officers serving aboard the Shore Shark together."

'Aro turns to see the weasely faced halfling man with the wire-rimmed spectacles, who was awarded the Quarter Master's post the night before, sitting fifteen feet away. The fellow smiles and waves at an adjacent chair, though the facial gesture causes his already too-pointed face to narrow even further.'

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The early morning sun brightens up the clouds outside, but they didn’t wake up Virtoris because he was already awake. He sat on his bed thinking, he tended to do that when he was nervous. Going over every outcome in his mind, he decided on the correct course of action. He needed to talk to the bosun and the Captain. Yentil deserved a chance, and the Shore Shark needed a carpenter. 

If they wouldn’t allow him on board, at least he knew he could find him work back home. That at least made him feel better. If only he wasn’t so nervous. 

Pits nit the new position he has, that’s something to be proud about. And he was, but it was about crossing the bosun. Maybe even having his name taken off the charter! What would he tell his family if he had to come home. They wouldn’t care, but he wouldn’t want to let them down.

As he makes his way from his room and down to the common area of the Prancing Pirate he could smell it. BACON! Who knows when he’ll be able to get some more. 

“That bacon smells heavenly, so good. A plate of bacon, and do you have tea? Crew, and some sugar please.“ Virt looks around for the Captain and Bosun, their business was urgant. 

 
'Looking around, the Vedalken sees neither the Captain nor the Bosun, just a room full of mostly the same men and women who were in the room last night, plus and minus a few faces. The older of the two barmaids hears Virt's question and responds,'

"Err, tea? Can't say many of our customer's ask for it, to be honest. Our boss keeps a little in the kitchen for his personal use, but I don't be thinkin' that he'd like to share. We've got mead though, if'n yer prefer that to ale?"

”Tea would be fine, thank ye,” Virt says as he slides two (2) silver pieces her way. “Do ye know where I can find the captain of the Shore Shark? Maybe his bosun? ‘Tis most urgant it is, ma’am.”

A’ro was caught off guard by the man as he turned to look at him “Sure, don’t see no harm in that.” He just walked over with his food and ale, followed by the shimmering blue hand carrying the second mug. He just sat down and looked at the man “A’ro Gale, I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure of meeting formally.” He said taking a sip of ale and then munching on some bacon.

He quickly glanced at the women “Ladies.” He said nodding and giving a smile ‘Wonder if their his bodyguards or his friends’ he thought to himself, waiting to see what the man wanted exactly.

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'Kay's cheeks flush bright red, though she's unaccustomed to receiving such service, she had hoped to seem more worldly in front of someone as pretty as Lorana. She tucks her overlarge brown tunic into her pants.' "Ah, quite right... I'll uh... how did you... thank you. How was your evening?" 'She waits for Lorana's response.' "I see, I see. Is there... is there anything I can help you with m'lady? A'for I run off to sea that is?" 

'After her exchange with Lorana, she excuses herself and takes Una's clothing and her own and retreats into their room. She'll help Una get dressed if necessary, then get dressed in her preferred dark dark clothes and leathers. After getting dressed and smoothing her hair again, and, feeling as if she's on top of the world, she'll bound down the stairs with everything she owns then looking for whatever's fastest to grab to eat, even jumping up to snag a piece of bacon off of the serving plate if possible.'

"I could've used more sleep, to be honest with ye, but that's pretty normal. I hope that ye enjoyed yer bath. Do fer me? Haha, miss, ye are a sweet one. It's me job to look after guests such as yerself, not the other way 'round.

But... I suppose that since yer offerin', I don't suppose ye would do me a small favour? It's just that... well, Vaken is a big man, and tough enough, to be sure, but he's also kind and sweet and... I'd hate fer somethin' to happen to him. I seen ye with those blades o' yers - yer a dangerous one, to be sure. I don't s'pose ye could keep an eye on 'im. Ye know, make sure he doesn't fall overboard, that sort of thing?"

'Donning her freshly washed clothing as she glances out over the town through the glass balcony door, Kay's spirits feel positively buoyed. However, the still-comatose woman on the sofa barely moves at Kay's prodding, clearly not quite ready to greet the new day. 

Almost bouncing from the stair's bottom step into the common room, it is relatively easy to scoop up a little of the remaining bacon and a now cold slice of toast. Munching it down speedily, the young woman sees a lot of the other sailors are now leaving through the tavern's front door, though fully half the tables in the tavern are still occupied.'

'Kestrell wakes early with a stretch and a feeling of optimism about the coming day.  'It's going to be swell!  My first full Navigator position.  And aboard a mighty fine ship, no less!' '

'After freshening up, he wakes Nubrel:'

"Let's go Nubrel, our new ship is waiting and the sea is calling.  Listen!...Can't you hear her?"

'The two make their way downstairs.  At the sight of all that bacon Kestrells mouth starts to water:'

"Ah, this is the way to start off a great day!  Good morning fellow sailors, seamen, sea-ladies..."  with a wink and a wave to Zaretta in the distance "and officers.  Who's ready to go catch some pirates?!?"

After wondering around for a solid half hour and unable to find Vergil, Vaken curses the man and goes to bid Lorana and Beril farewell. After extracting himself from those conversations before tears were shed, Vaken walks back into the common room and sees some of his crew mates leaving. Vaken decides to follow and strikes up a conversation. He quickly learns that they're suppose to meet for crowsbow practice. This excites him as Vaken has never fired a crossbow before.

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”Tea would be fine, thank ye,” Virt says as he slides two (2) silver pieces her way. “Do ye know where I can find the captain of the Shore Shark? Maybe his bosun? ‘Tis most urgant it is, ma’am.”

 
'The young woman seems unsure at first whether Virt heard her... but then seeing the coin, an oddly calculating look falls over her face and she merely takes it and tucks it away, saying'

"Not a problem at all, sir. The tea'll be out in two shakes of a trout's tail.

I ain't seen the Captain since last night, but the Bosun was in earlier and I overheard him tell Beril that he expects all the officers they hired last night for a meeting on the ship and everyone else to be at crossbow practice, though I don't know more'n that I'm afraid."

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'Kestrell wakes early with a stretch and a feeling of optimism about the coming day.  'It's going to be swell!  My first full Navigator position.  And aboard a mighty fine ship, no less!' '

'After freshening up, he wakes Nubrel:'

"Let's go Nubrel, our new ship is waiting and the sea is calling.  Listen!...Can't you hear her?"

'The two make their way downstairs.  At the sight of all that bacon Kestrells mouth starts to water:'

"Ah, this is the way to start off a great day!  Good morning fellow sailors, seamen, sea-ladies..."  with a wink and a wave to Zaretta in the distance "and officers.  Who's ready to go catch some pirates?!?"

 
'The diminutive woman waves back with a coy smile and having finished her breakfast says something to her tablemates, all of who shrug casually before getting up to follow the rigging-rat from the room. Zaretta calls back in her cat-like voice in Kestrell's direction as they walk out,'

"I've got to go shoot some gulls, singer, but I'm sure I'll see you on the Shark tonight. See if you can find us an oil cask or two, will ya!"

'Nubrel just turns to look at Kestrell with a big smile on his face and an eyebrow raised.

Across the common room, Kestrell spots the Shark's new halfling Quarter Master and the new Master of Sail.'

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Vaken hadn't even thought about stopping to eat but Lorana was right, he should eat while he could. He quickly grabbed a plate and started eating as he walked around searching for Vergil eager to get his final pay before leaving. "It'd be just like 'em to stay outta sight until I'm gone to keep from coughing up what he owes" Vaken thinks to himself.

Perception to find Vergil: 19

 
'While busy trying to keep a couple of sailors from walking out with half the spirits behind the bar, Beril sees the goliath scanning the tavern common room and with a wry smile nods towards the front door, saying,'

"Sorry, Vaken. If yer lookin' for that rum-rat Vergil, Mr Sharthorpe sent him out early to do something for him. Vergil didn't seem none to happy about it and said he'd not be back till later tonight."