Lost Lab of Kwalish

"Hugging the coastline would seem like the safe bet to me," says Shutorn, scanning the horizon. "If a storm comes up, at least we'll be able to head for land." 

While underway, Shutorn sits on the deck, performing a ritual in Draconic, and casts find familiar, summoning a fey spirit named Silhouette Lovelyshine who takes the form of a white owl.

"I agree," Dorian says. He'll resume rowing, using his Adjust Density as needed - it doesn't last nearly as long as Huarache's spell. "If the storm goes away, we can always consider striking out a little further."

"Shoreline sounds good to me."  Leann agrees with the others, fairly hurt still from the freezing breath of the winter wolves.

The crew rows hard and finds a strong rhythm, narrowly outpacing the sea-wolf, who soon tires of struggling against the gust coming from the boat.  Exhausted, the wolf returns, sullenly to the departing giants.

The party rows the boat around the shoreline.  as they cross the mouth of refuge bay,  keen observers may see some hunter sharks, but everyone sees two plesiosaurs fighting over the remains of a giant squid in the shallow water.

"Let's not tarry."  Leann says as she spots the dinosaurs fighting over the dead squid.  The few fins in the water were a good enough reason not to stay around either.

Vernell will take a short rest and trade out with a rower Such that overtime everyone can at least get a short rest in

Hit dice 6  3 7 3

By alternating your turns rowing, you spend a total of 16 hours rowing, allowing everyone a chance to get some rest following the encounter with the wolves. <Give yourselves a long rest, I already promised it>

As darkness falls, the mountains to the East grow near.  Only a narrow strip of sand sits at the base of the mountain, which rises starkly from the water.  From a distance you see a small fire burning at the foot of the mountain, not far above the seaweed scored high tide line that runs across the cliffside.  Approaching the fire you see there is a small vessel dragged into the shore, overturned with a large hole in the hull and a broken keel.  The fire lights three humanoids who site around it.

Your move. I won't post until you decide what to do as a group.

Are we still in the boat, viewing this from the water, or are we on shore?

You are about 100 yards from shore. You've been rowing by moonlight for some time now. I didn't actually look at the math when you said you were passing the plesiosaurs in Refuge Bay, but if we're calling hexes 5 miles, which I just think makes more sense, this is how long it would take you to get here. Even in a thick jungle you're beating a mile a day, and on the worst river you could do 10 if you spent the whole day at it.  Also I failed to account for short equatorial days.  Turns out Chult is just south of Toril's equator, so basically 12 hours of light.

Dorian will send his owl ahead to see if it can't get a closer look, see if they are friend or foe.

Owl Stealth: 4

Owl Perception: 21

The owl (and possibly Dorian through it's eyes) sees three adult female tabaxi.  The owls sharp vision, well suited to the moonlight, still can't quite make out their fur colors, but they are of different shades at least.  The clothes they wear are tattered rags. Their fur is matted and their overall appearance is one of desperation.

The trip sit around the fire, staring wordlessly into the flames.  The one on the left holds her hands over her swollen  he big kitty, eyes filled with sorrow.

"I say we check in on them."  Leann says once told of the fact they are cat-folk and look in trouble.

Huarache agrees with Leann. (OOC: Do Tabaxi in Chult speak Common or Chultan? And if the latter, would Huarache speak it as well, having grown up there?)

Forgot to include this map earlier

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Huarache agrees with Leann. (OOC: Do Tabaxi in Chult speak Common or Chultan? And if the latter, would Huarache speak it as well, having grown up there?)

 Based on stat blocks, common plus 1 or two other unspecified languages. So they likely speak common.

Cool. I guess we row over to them.

Do they have any ranged weaponry with them?

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Do they have any ranged weaponry with them?

 The tabaxi? Nope.

Dorian will relay this. "We probably shouldn't sneak up on them, it seems rude," he says. He'll start ritually preparing Detect Magic, just in case.

The ship moves swiftly through the waves, slowing as her crew guide her toward the wrecked vessel and the fire-lit tabaxi.  It takes about five minutes for the boat to slowly come ashore.  The tabaxi women stand expectantly, awaiting your arrival.  They appear hunched or slouched.  The one on the left rises last with much effort, just as the ship comes to rest on the narrow beach.  The trio look out from their rocky perch, maybe ten or 12 feet above sea level.  The ship's hull comes to rest on the sand with a *squiishh*.  

*The beach is 10ft wide.  The rocks rise up precipitously, but there is a path that anyone could use to slowly ascend.  The peak of this formation can't be seen from this angle, but it is plainly over 100ft.