The sahuagin continue to hold themselves at the ready, especially towards Keyo and Arael (who I believe are still holding their weapons?).
The sahuagin leader approaches and speaks. So. We begin. Why have you come to this place? Why have you attacked me? She allows the green energy around her hand to fade away, and seems to be calm and confident.
I guess the obvious answer is that your friends attacked us in Palma Flora, but it’s a bit more robust than that. We’re all here for our own reasons, so I’ll only speak for myself. Primarily, I’m here because I suspect you’re using a magic artifact to sink island settlements, and I hope to prevent you from doing that to any other parts of the Menagerie Coast. Secondarily, I’m here because you’re turning people into shark creatures against their will and then setting them against your enemies. Finally, I’m here because you killed my Captain.
Whatever lies the surface dwellers, or dry fins, or air breathers or whatever other vaguely speciesist nonsense you’re using to justify these acts are of no interest to me. Perhaps my allies are amenable to listen, but all I see is another two bit despot who has her hands on a tiny bit of power from the gods know where. You probably think you’re being reasonable in all of this. You probably think this brief show of mercy makes you the benevolent god queen. It’s all delusion, lady. You’re just krill, like the rest of us. Waiting to get swallowed up by a bigger whale.
Silent closes his eyes tight and starts inwardly swearing when Pockets starts going off. When prompted by the leader, he looks her square in the eye.
I'm just here to keep myself and as many others alive as possible. We enjoy breathing air more than water and it seems pretty clear that you're keen on messing that up. He spreads his arms wide. Nothing personal, really - just business. You've caught the attention of the wrong people and they hired us to take you out. Seemed like a reasonable request what with you sinking islands and all.
I'm happy to hash this out with words instead of blood; let us all get what we want without any more wasteful deaths.He chuckles hollowly. But if all it takes is a few harsh words to sign our death warrants, I reckon we might be in trouble...
Keyo's dagger remains in his hand as he feels the regenerative effects of the potion take hold. Feeling much better, he casts his gaze towards his weary companions and back towards the Sahuagin leader.
"We demand to know your intentions! What reason did you have to sink the isle?! You can still come out of this conflict alive. Even if you slay us here, there will be more warriors to take our place. Your actions these last few days have had far more repercussions than you could possibly understand. I must agree with my large companion over there. This day need not end in the continued shedding of blood. What say you shaman? Are you civilized enough to understand the meaning of parley?
Keyo is absolutely terrified right now, and is doing all he can to hide that fact.
Arael sheathes her daggers, but her orb remains visible in its constant motion around her upper body.
We are here to collect that artifact you are using to harm innocent people. However, I have no loyalty to any cause but my own hide and perhaps seeing an end to this bloodshed.
She also looks at Dajarkal, who is keeping still with her head down and hands raised. And a quiet one. No matter. I can see that you have many reasons, a jumbled mess. That is why you have lost. Because you lack focus. And do not doubt that you have lost. This... I think I shall call it an attempted theft, rather than an attempted assassination.
So, let me set out my truth. The villagers of Palma Flora have been judged guilty of crimes that go back generations. We have carried out that sentence. How long have the boat dwellers hunted, slaughtered and devoured my kind? Did you ask them that? No, I think not. Well, those days are ended. Now, Uk'otoa has granted me power, yes, an artificact that was lost to the sea for many ages. With it, my people are no longer defenceless. So, no, you will not be taking anything from me this day.
She starts swimming to and fro, as though she were pacing as she delivered her speech. However, there is no need for further conflict. Not unless the airbreathers desire it. We merely require that our part of the sea is left undisturbed by hunter, boat or other interloper. We will be free of this torment. For a moment, she almost seems lost in her own thoughts, as she rehearses words in her head.
(OOC: Uk’otoa, oh man... can Arael roll to see if she’s heard of the slippery snea snake?)
The airbreathers were eating you? Forgive my ignorance, I am new to this place and these people, but I haven’t seen any evidence of the surface dwellers feasting on your kind. They tend to shy away from eating anyone they can have a conversation with. It’s a luxury of living in such a rich environment.
(OOC: Does Silent believe her when she says that there is no need for further conflict and that she just wants to be left alone instead of actively targeting other human settlements?)
Pockets, you once heard a sailor speak of a power that dwells within the sea, called Uk'otoa. She spoke almost as if she was talking about a god that others worshipped. That's the full extent of what you know.
(OOC: Anyone who rolls less than 25 has never heard the name Uk'otoa before.)
Silent, it's hard to read sahuagin expressions for their intent. You don't get the sense that she's deceiving you.
Keyo looks back towards this allies, and drinks a potion. Unsure of how his friends will respond, Keyo remains poised to attack the Sahuagin leader.
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The sahuagin continue to hold themselves at the ready, especially towards Keyo and Arael (who I believe are still holding their weapons?).
The sahuagin leader approaches and speaks. So. We begin. Why have you come to this place? Why have you attacked me? She allows the green energy around her hand to fade away, and seems to be calm and confident.
I guess the obvious answer is that your friends attacked us in Palma Flora, but it’s a bit more robust than that. We’re all here for our own reasons, so I’ll only speak for myself. Primarily, I’m here because I suspect you’re using a magic artifact to sink island settlements, and I hope to prevent you from doing that to any other parts of the Menagerie Coast. Secondarily, I’m here because you’re turning people into shark creatures against their will and then setting them against your enemies. Finally, I’m here because you killed my Captain.
Whatever lies the surface dwellers, or dry fins, or air breathers or whatever other vaguely speciesist nonsense you’re using to justify these acts are of no interest to me. Perhaps my allies are amenable to listen, but all I see is another two bit despot who has her hands on a tiny bit of power from the gods know where. You probably think you’re being reasonable in all of this. You probably think this brief show of mercy makes you the benevolent god queen. It’s all delusion, lady. You’re just krill, like the rest of us. Waiting to get swallowed up by a bigger whale.
The sahuagin leader nods. The small one wishes to insult me and die. What say the rest of you?
Silent closes his eyes tight and starts inwardly swearing when Pockets starts going off. When prompted by the leader, he looks her square in the eye.
I'm just here to keep myself and as many others alive as possible. We enjoy breathing air more than water and it seems pretty clear that you're keen on messing that up. He spreads his arms wide. Nothing personal, really - just business. You've caught the attention of the wrong people and they hired us to take you out. Seemed like a reasonable request what with you sinking islands and all.
I'm happy to hash this out with words instead of blood; let us all get what we want without any more wasteful deaths. He chuckles hollowly. But if all it takes is a few harsh words to sign our death warrants, I reckon we might be in trouble...
Keyo's dagger remains in his hand as he feels the regenerative effects of the potion take hold. Feeling much better, he casts his gaze towards his weary companions and back towards the Sahuagin leader.
"We demand to know your intentions! What reason did you have to sink the isle?! You can still come out of this conflict alive. Even if you slay us here, there will be more warriors to take our place. Your actions these last few days have had far more repercussions than you could possibly understand. I must agree with my large companion over there. This day need not end in the continued shedding of blood. What say you shaman? Are you civilized enough to understand the meaning of parley?
Keyo is absolutely terrified right now, and is doing all he can to hide that fact.
Arael sheathes her daggers, but her orb remains visible in its constant motion around her upper body.
We are here to collect that artifact you are using to harm innocent people. However, I have no loyalty to any cause but my own hide and perhaps seeing an end to this bloodshed.
You speak of lies we’ve been fed. What lies?
The sahuagin leader looks at each of you in turn. 5
She also looks at Dajarkal, who is keeping still with her head down and hands raised. And a quiet one. No matter. I can see that you have many reasons, a jumbled mess. That is why you have lost. Because you lack focus. And do not doubt that you have lost. This... I think I shall call it an attempted theft, rather than an attempted assassination.
So, let me set out my truth. The villagers of Palma Flora have been judged guilty of crimes that go back generations. We have carried out that sentence. How long have the boat dwellers hunted, slaughtered and devoured my kind? Did you ask them that? No, I think not. Well, those days are ended. Now, Uk'otoa has granted me power, yes, an artificact that was lost to the sea for many ages. With it, my people are no longer defenceless. So, no, you will not be taking anything from me this day.
She starts swimming to and fro, as though she were pacing as she delivered her speech. However, there is no need for further conflict. Not unless the airbreathers desire it. We merely require that our part of the sea is left undisturbed by hunter, boat or other interloper. We will be free of this torment. For a moment, she almost seems lost in her own thoughts, as she rehearses words in her head.
(OOC: Can I make a history check on the artifact, now that I've heard her mention Uk'otoa?)
(OOC: Uk’otoa, oh man... can Arael roll to see if she’s heard of the slippery snea snake?)
The airbreathers were eating you? Forgive my ignorance, I am new to this place and these people, but I haven’t seen any evidence of the surface dwellers feasting on your kind. They tend to shy away from eating anyone they can have a conversation with. It’s a luxury of living in such a rich environment.
(OOC: Yes, you can make a History check.
(OOC: Does Silent believe her when she says that there is no need for further conflict and that she just wants to be left alone instead of actively targeting other human settlements?)
History - 25
(OOC: Nice. Nat twenty.)
Silent can make an Insight check.
History 12
Insight - 14
Pockets, you once heard a sailor speak of a power that dwells within the sea, called Uk'otoa. She spoke almost as if she was talking about a god that others worshipped. That's the full extent of what you know.
(OOC: Anyone who rolls less than 25 has never heard the name Uk'otoa before.)
Silent, it's hard to read sahuagin expressions for their intent. You don't get the sense that she's deceiving you.
Ignorance indeed, the sahuagin replies, looking at Arael. Why then do you speak?