Normiah waves, though not as cheerful. "Aye, I was just walking and happened to run into you all."

*pokmon got a reboot*

“Aye, a happy coincidence! Care to join us here, or are you doing some solitary exploration?”

*can I intro?*

*sorry I haven't been all that active here, can I get a quick catch-up on where we are and what's happening?*

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*can I intro?*

*sure*

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*sorry I haven't been all that active here, can I get a quick catch-up on where we are and what's happening?*

*all good. Lemme write stuff rq*

*time for some dryad fun!*

*also where is the ship and how is my character supposed to enter?*

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*sorry I haven't been all that active here, can I get a quick catch-up on where we are and what's happening?*

*So things haven’t changed much. We’re still docked in Southern Italy. The idea is that a serious of Drownings (mass flooding via magic) have completely wrecked most major cities, and some of the characters have decided to explore the aftermath. I’ve got the descriptions and whatnot in the spoiler. They’re exploring post-Drowning Naples, which is haunted by undead and other scary things.*

*You’re more than welcome to join the explorers, and you can also stay at the Barnacle. Since the Captain is still out on “business,” there’s not much to do, but you can still rp and stuff.*

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*time for some dryad fun!*

*also where is the ship and how is my character supposed to enter?*

*The ship is docked on land rn, so you can intro pretty much however you’d like. Most people have just walked in, and a few have been round stranded on rafts and stuff when we were at sea.*

*We’re docked in Southern Italy, but it’s set in the early 1600s with a dark fantasy spin. None of the lore is super important to understand the tavern, though. Your character also has to pay a 10gp bribe to board.*

*i'll stay at the barnacle*

A rather-nervous-looking young dryad stands on the bow of the boat. Her hair looks like blue-purple petals, and she clutches a bag She wears the clothes of a noble, but doesn't quite seem to fit them.

"Excuse me?" She says, probably too quiet to hear

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*sorry I haven't been all that active here, can I get a quick catch-up on where we are and what's happening?*

*So things haven’t changed much. We’re still docked in Southern Italy. The idea is that a serious of Drownings (mass flooding via magic) have completely wrecked most major cities, and some of the characters have decided to explore the aftermath. I’ve got the descriptions and whatnot in the spoiler. They’re exploring post-Drowning Naples, which is haunted by undead and other scary things.*

*You’re more than welcome to join the explorers, and you can also stay at the Barnacle. Since the Captain is still out on “business,” there’s not much to do, but you can still rp and stuff.*

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*So far people have expressed far more interest in Napoli than Pompeii, so that’s where the group will be headed.*

The Party: Mound, Ash, Xi, Sylvi (and Tily), Dante and Hayano

The Map:

Ignore the watermark! Ignore it, I say!

The journey is approximately twenty miles on foot, but Mound uses a rowboat “purchased” from the Castellammare di Stabia to cut the journey down to around fifteen miles.

The boat ride is uneventful. Each explorer alternates on the oars to ensure it can move at the fastest possible speed — except for Mound, who rows endlessly without ever tiring. They reach Napoli within three hours.

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The lost city looms over the sea as though angry — vengeful, perhaps, furious with its own demise.

Its stench begins at the streets — waterlogged pathways of cobblestone that zigzag between towering stone buildings. Any wood present has all but rotted away, and most of the houses have long since collapsed into the waves. Utterly lifeless, barren, ruined. Shadows dance in the streets, teasing and hinting at a more substantial presence, but they quickly melt away as the boat drifts by. The waters that submerge the buildings are calm and still. The sky above is grey, but not cloudy. It’s a sky drained of all color, sapped of its spirit. 

Mound stops rowing and stands, careful not to overbalance the rowboat.

“The undead here can get a little rowdy sometimes. Best to stick to the water, at least until we can find a sturdy shelter — these buildings by the docks often crumble away without warning. Once we set up our base, we can ransack the homes and monuments and sell what we find. The Empire pays handsomely for Napoli artifacts.”

Napoli in its prime

 

 Running across the top of the water, *Water Walk* you can see a stout man running, armor clanking lightly. "Wait for me! You left before I could even get a chance to join!"

*sorry i'm a writer at heart*

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*sorry i'm a writer at heart*

 *you’re good lol*

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*i'll stay at the barnacle*

A rather-nervous-looking young dryad boards the boat. Her hair looks like blue-purple petals, and she clutches a letter. She wears the clothes of a noble, but doesn't quite seem to fit them.

"Excuse me?" She says, probably too quiet to hear

A tall man holding a staff is busy scrubbing the deck. He stops when he notices her. “Hey there, rootling! Looking for a crew?”

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 Running across the top of the water, *Water Walk* you can see a stout man running, armor clanking lightly. "Wait for me! You left before I could even get a chance to join!"

“Wait!” Mound cries. “Don’t disturb the —“

The water surges beneath the man’s feet. Make a Dex save.

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*sorry i'm a writer at heart*

 *you’re good lol*

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*i'll stay at the barnacle*

A rather-nervous-looking young dryad boards the boat. Her hair looks like blue-purple petals, and she clutches a letter. She wears the clothes of a noble, but doesn't quite seem to fit them.

"Excuse me?" She says, probably too quiet to hear

A tall man holding a staff is busy scrubbing the deck. He stops when he notices her. “Hey there, rootling! Looking for a crew?”

 "Um... I suppose? I was sent here by Lady Whistledown. She thought it best I get a job. Oh, and there's a letter too? I don't know who it's for, supposedly anyone." she rambles nervously

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 "Um... I suppose? I was sent here by Lady Whistledown. She thought it best I get a job. Oh, and there's a letter too? I don't know who it's for, supposedly anyone." she rambles nervously

“A noble? Rootling, this is no place for a fragile flower. This ship is feared all across the Atlantic.”

"I know that. And in any case, I'm not a noble, at least not by birth"

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"I know that. And in any case, I'm not a noble, at least not by birth"

The man smiles, showing pointed teeth. “In that case, welcome aboard! My name is Alistair Tao. What’s yours?”

"Wisteria Whistledown?"

“Great meeting you. Oh, and, uh, you may be forgetting something . . .”

He sticks out an expectant hand.