A Dark and Stormy Night

[The Forgotten God]

The awaited storm hits less than forty five minutes after the safari crew is able to return, the grey skies emptying their contents across the island and smashing hard into the docked vessels, the Odyssey and Tranquility tossed about like rag dolls in the harbor. The ships have anchors at both bow and stern and are tied to the docks but the violence of motion is still incredible.

A crack sounds across the rocky islands as the mast of a pirate’s ship not far away snapped and crashed. Some of the more seasick-prone individuals chose to stay at the small docking house on the rock itself.

[Nigel Thornheart]

Nigel rode out the storm aboard the ship, like a good marine, not only immune to seasickness, but drinking heavily as the Odyssey swayed violently back and forth.

[Tehol Nookington]

Tehol also one of the few that stayed aboard the ship during the storm. He wanted to spend some time locked in his cabin getting to know his new pet Korabas trying to figure out how helpful and friendly it is to others when out of its natural habitat and how it dealt with stressful situations. Such as being trapped in a ships cabin while in the middle of a storm.

[The Forgotten God]

As the hydra and the beastmaster approached, Demeter stared like he had grown eight extra heads. “What the fuck is that?” She said. “And will it shit on my boat?” She’s got a giant brown bottle of rum and she’s fishing in the gigantic waves, apparently unfazed by the weather, her only acknowledgment to it putting her hair in a braid.

As Nigel drinks he sees Elise point at him then turn her hand up and beckoned with one finger.

[Nigel Thornheart]

Nigel eager followed her like a drunk eager sexagenarian puppy.

[The Forgotten God]

The sorceress handed him a bottle of something orange. “You’ll need it,” she said. “It prevents burns. Now where did you put that goddam cannon...?”

[Nigel Thornheart]

"In my experience, the burning sensation comes a few days after. Aha!" Nigel replied, but downed the orange liquid in a single quaff. "Upper deck, under a tarp. If you have an eye for heavy artillery, you are in for a treat."

[Tehol Nookington]

Jul 13, 2020 23:17:49 GMT The Forgotten God said:

As the hydra and the beastmaster approached, Demeter stared like he had grown eight extra heads. “What the fuck is that?” She said. “And will it shit on my boat?” She’s got a giant brown bottle of rum and she’s fishing in the gigantic waves, apparently unfazed by the weather, her only acknowledgment to it putting her hair in a braid.

“I’m not rightly sure.” Tehol claims with a shrug. “If so, I’ll clean it up. It probably won’t much anyway.”

[The Forgotten God]

Demeter shrugged. “Whatever. Sounds fun.” She went back to fishing. “Where you from anyway animal man? Never seen many of your sort out on the open seas.”

//

Elise and Nigel head under the tarp and practice reducing fortifications. The temperature in there begins rising somewhat precipitously. “Come on old man,” she shouted over the by now raging storm, “I thought this was your only use!”

[Nigel Thornheart]

The Adventurer Extraordinaire downed both a Thorn Straightening System and dabbed on a bit of Adventurer's Musk. He was not sure if it was wise to mix potions with the one that had already been provided, but Nigel Thornheart laughed in the face of danger. Aha!

"I assure you, my dear, you'll be howling long after the storm is," he declared with bravado. He wiped the sweat beading on his brow, suddenly recalling a particularly memorable weekend at a sweat lodge with some members of his fan club.

[The Forgotten God]

His doctor (had he had one), after proclaiming he would be the healthiest Reclaimer who had ever lived, would have them retreated to his home and wife and cried at the dereliction of his medical obligations he was committing. However, in the short term he is immune to fire and has the virility of a teenage rabbit. The pair do things that would trip the censorship boards if even hinted at, but it involved Elise giving a new meaning to the phrase too hot to handle.

Unfortunately, while Nigel was immune to fire...Little Nigel was not, and as he had never unloaded it following the encounter with the Nedrassian Serpent the night prior, a superheated iron ball was discharged from the cannon in a not at all allegorical display of masculine might.

Even over the hurricane the pair hear the captain shout out “what the fuck!?”

[Tehol Nookington]

“Originally? My family were from Bastion. Now a days, we live out on the frontier, wherever we are able to find safety and food. To me it was either be eaten by beasts or get to know how to tame them. I got lucky the first time around with K’rull, we will see if the luck holds.”

[The Forgotten God]

Jul 14, 2020 0:02:28 GMT Tehol Nookington said:

“Originally? My family were from Bastion. Now a days, we live out on the frontier, wherever we are able to find safety and food. To me it was either be eaten by beasts or get to know how to tame them. I got lucky the first time around with K’rull, we will see if the luck holds.”

As he finished talking, Demeter let out her curse. “I ducking hate this voyage!” She continued. “Wait...” she narrowed her eyes and made a visor with her hand as she looked up. “That’s...that’s a lot of people heading this way.” She grabbed a spyglass and then looked at the rocky wall. “You think that thing will eat people? Thorndick! Elise! I think they’re throwing us a surprise party!”

[Tehol Nookington]

"It might, I really have no clue what the thing is capable of doing. I just got him to replace K'rull." Tehol says sadly while following her gaze, he then looks at Koraba, "Well looks like we will see first hand sooner rather then later."

[The Forgotten God]

The captain frowned. “I think your companions headed to that tavern,” she said, and Tehol saw a few men heading toward it. “Might want to warn them. Assholes!” She calmed down to her crew. “Arm up! Some people need killing!”