IC Thread - Hunting Beasties

Mar 24, 2018 10:08 pm
The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever. -Jacques Cousteau

It has been a whirlwind few weeks since your arrival in the Atabean. Whether due to boredom, a sense of adventure, a need for funds, or….other reasons you have all found yourselves as crew aboard the Diamant under captain Ariyi Aipajawa hunting for a beast you previously considered to be a myth – the legendary Kraken. As you sail along the coast of Jaragua, the Diamant cutting lightly through the waves, you are going about your various duties….
OOC:
And we’re off! Let’s start things with you all describing what your characters are up to at the moment. Asides from the captain and your characters none of the other crew members are defined so if any of you want to insert an NPC that you’re currently interacting with feel free.
Mar 25, 2018 10:17 am
Dr. Rosseau is taking inventory of his meagre medical supplies. I'll have to talk to the Captain again, I'm certain that someone's been into my Laudenum supply again. I'm afraid that we'll be in dire need if we find the beast we're hunting. Ah, well.. The tales of it are surely exaggerated. I expect nothing more than a Architeuthis or otherwise physically exaggerated cephalopod...

As the ship makes an unexpected lurch to one side, Rosseau drops a small vial that shatters on impact. Damned ship. Why can't she just.. He sighs and picks up the pieces, putting them away in a wastebucket. I need to get some better sea-legs soon, or we'll be all out of supplies.

Bastien walks out on deck, the motion of the boat becoming somewhat more bearable as the horizon gives him more visual references, somewhat calming his stomach. Taking in the fresh sea air and bright day, his disposition also lightens.

But, should the legends of the creature be even remotely accurate, this journey might be worth it. To be the first man of science to study such a creature, well, it would do more than redeem my name. Smiling at the crew, Bastien walks up the stairs to the stern castle, nodding at the man on watch, and goes to stand by the railing (and out of everyone elses way).
Mar 25, 2018 12:14 pm
As much as Satterson grumbled about being lookout in the crow's nest the wind and on the sun did feel quite nice although openly admitting it wasn't something he'd likely do. He looked out at the vast expanse of the sea again before scanning the coastline and then the deck below as people milled about on their duties before looking for signs of the beast from below again in the surrounding waters.

The careless hunter becomes hunted... he thinks to himself a bit of a scowl on his face.
Mar 25, 2018 7:06 pm
Along the stern itself, the young Sarmatian known simply as Andrezi stood soundly against the churning of the Diamant, her rugged frame tussling with the roiling waves beneath her. Mop and bucket at his side, other sailors might have deemed swabbing the deck a deplorable task, maybe even one resigned to punishment. For the Losejas, it was anything but. With a pep in his step, he was perfectly content to dance in time to the rhythm of the song he'd been belting out to pass the time, his mop moving with one part precision, whilst the other was an almost melodic thrum met with the occasional clang of the young lad's sabre.

"And so the nobles came and took our land~ / and told us 'fair is fair.'~" he continued to sing, hair tied back into a high ponytail, his otherwise crisp white shirt now stained with seawater and grime from the seaborne journey. Keeping high spirits, he found, was the best way to combat the humdrum nature of a sailor's life - though he had equally ulterior motives as well. Ulterior motives Andrezi knew were watching him always, even when he couldn't see them. Plotting. Waiting.

When the sound of shattering glass caught his ear, it roused the boyish seaman from his duties, jerking his neck quickly towards the sound. Though he couldn't see where the commotion came from, when the doctor rounded the stairs proper, the former farmer couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern, if only because the man seemed so out of his element here upon the sea - a fact Andrezi could relate do, as he was much the same not so long ago.

"Everything alright, doctor?" he inquired, an unusually genuine measure of concern in the kid's voice.
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Mar 25, 2018 7:51 pm
Dr. Rosseau turned to see the young deckhand adressing him. "Everything all right, Mister.." Wracking his brain for a minute, he finally found the name. "Andrezi, is it not? Yes, everything is as it should be." Changing the topic, he looks out over the water. "Say, how long will the weather hold?"
Mar 26, 2018 3:13 am
The small man grabs a rope and hauls on it with a strength greater than his small frame would suggest. "Heave you ragged land cows, or I'll tan your hides with your mother's apron strings." He hauls again, leading the sailors as they adjust the mainsail.

Llorenco, boatswain, grins as the adjustment is made. He jumps nimbly into a water barrel, gestures to the able seaman on the end to tie off the rope.

He examines the rigging critically once more then tips his hat to the captain.
Mar 27, 2018 12:17 am
The farmer-turned-salty-sea-dog returned Bastien's initial query for his name with a resounding nod, obviously glad the important gentleman remembered his name at all. For a moment the young sailor seems perplexed by the question, placing a hand over his eyes as he turned his gaze skyward from the deck of the Diamant. A moment passed in awkward silence, before the boyish fellow returned his attention to the doctor with a shrug of the shoulders.

"Your guess is as good as mine, Doctor. I would hope it should stay as it is for as long as it can. Though if the rumors are true, the kraken is preceded by storms," quipped the Sarmatian, waggling his free hand in a mockingly superstitious manner. "We'll know we're close to the mythical beast when the weather turns foulest, I suspect!" Andrezi laughed.

Though he wore the facade of some carefree adventurer, there was a part of Andrezi that hoped they didn't find the Kraken at all. Myths are typically founded on some sort of truth, no matter how small the kernel it might be. He'd agreed to the voyage because he had little other choice - his dievas was very particular in this regard - but if it never showed, then the worst case scenario would be that he simply wouldn't get to meet the creature responsible for destroying hundreds of ships and driving sane survivors mad; and Andrezi was perfectly okay with this.
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Mar 27, 2018 1:01 pm
Captain Aipajawa maintains a very business like demeanour whilst on deck (although most of you have seen a more relaxed side of her in the off hours), quietly talking to the helmsman before moving to the fore of the bridge deck. Looking down she smiles in satisfaction at the work being undertaken "Nicely done Mr Quintanillas" she says to Llorenco before turning he gaze aloft and shouting "MR SATTERSON! ANY SIGN OF OUR QUARY?"

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Mar 27, 2018 2:41 pm
Satterson is about to give an all clear as he squints and swears, "SHIP COMING IN OFF THE COAST CAPTAIN HEADED AT US! THEY"RE RAISING THE JOLLY ROGER" he bellows down pointing as he tries to make out the size and make of the ship to see what kind of battle she'll need to prepare for reaching for his spyglass and eyeing his longarm with a pragmatic frown.

Of course pirates would be opportunists that wait for people hunting the Kraken...
Mar 27, 2018 8:30 pm
"What'd they possibly want to take on a whaling ship for?" A veneer of arrogance somewhat hides the fear of the Doctor who's never been in battle.
Mar 27, 2018 11:48 pm
Andrezi's blood ran cold as the words echoed from the crow's nest. He, too, looked to the horizon. Though there was certainly a shape there in the distant sea, it was hard to make out; blurry and pock marked against the roiling, shimmering ocean and the blistering sun above. But from above, Andrezi trusted, the man spoke truth.

"For the cargo, I'd wager. Either that which they believe to be in the hold, or that which walks the deck," replied the Losejas to the doctor, his lips pursing themselves into a thin ensemble of grim determination. He let the mop fall where he stood, the wood clattering against the deck as he adjusted his colorful red sash bound across his waist, and the saber he bore along with it. "And I get the feeling they aren't going to like what they find in the hold."

From the stern, Andrezi leaned over the nearby railing hoping to catch a clearer glimpse of the approaching pirate vessel, then quickly decided this was a foolhardy idea. Instead, he turned to face where the voice of Captain Aipajawa was bellowing towards Satterson above, fingers crossed that they'd make a run for it instead of running right into trouble while secretly hoping the Diamant was faster than she really looked.
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Mar 28, 2018 2:29 am
From his barrel top, Llorenco eyes the crew warily, waiting for the captain's orders. "Stand ready, men. Guard the longguns aport. Prepare to load ballshot. Hard times be afoot, but we'll giver a taste."

The fragrant whaler bobs in the sea, ponderously heavy. Llorenco frowns as he considers the moment. If they find no booty, what will they take instead so it is no complete loss. Men.
Mar 28, 2018 4:36 pm
Shocked at the horror Andrezi alluded to, Dr. Bastions wide eyes flickered from face to face, looking for the joke. "Slavery? Surely not, what monsters..."

Stopping mid sentence, the good doctor turns cold, pale. Steadily walking to the nearest weapons cabinet he acquires a hefty musket. Loading it decently with barely a shaking hand. A small game hunter horrified at having to stand his ground against other folk.
Mar 28, 2018 10:25 pm
Captain Aipajawa moves quickly over to the railing close to where Dr Bastien and Andrezi are stood, you can both hear her muttering "This doesn't make sense, they can see we're riding high. Why would pirates attack an empty vessel?" as she finishes her rhetorical question water rains across the deck as the enemy vessel fires a volley in the Diamant's, the shot narrowly missing. As the ship get's closer Captain Aipajawa starts shouting instructions to the crew, what do you all do?
OOC:
The enemy vessel appears to be a Castilian built schooner, a fairly similar sized vessel to the Diamant. Welcome to our first Action Sequence! I'm borrowing some elements from the Khitai Quickstart rules as they seem to be better set for running things in a PbP format. The enemy vessel will be on you in one round, I need you all to pick a Trait and Skill that you want to use and define how you are intending to use them in this first round in fairly broad terms (this is your Approach) and then roll a number of d10's equal to the sum of your Trait plus Skill and make up Raises from that roll (set's of 10's). I've added a summary of this step into a Spoiler below if you need a refresher.

I plan on taking things a bit slow and steady for the first few Action and Dramatic Sequences until we all get our feet under us so if you're not sure how to go about things feel free to ask anything you need to.
[ +- ] Approach Summary
Mar 29, 2018 1:38 am
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Trait: Wits; Skill: Sailing; Approach: Engage the crew to maximum efficiency
As the captain begins shouting orders, Llorenco dashes about, thwacking the crew, assisting maneuvers, and overseeing operations. His firm hand and expert manner, and confident voice lend the crew resolve that may otherwise be beyond them.

Edit: 2 raises, 1,1 leftover
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Rolls

Wits, Sailing - (5d10)

(66511) = 19

Extra dice first action - (1d10)

(6) = 6

Mar 29, 2018 12:23 pm
As Satterson listens to the captain and the crew below preparing Satterson shuts the sounds out trusting in the captain and crew, they weren't fresh young sailors still wet behind the ears out of a naval academy but seasoned veterans of the sea. He focused at the schooner steadily approaching and looked on to see what the pirate ship and crew are up to trying to figure out their strategy. "Bloody Castilians, God fearing people my arse..." he mutters to himself from his lookout perch in disgust. His eyes darted behind his eye glass and he moved looking on from the sails to the crew and even the helmsman.
OOC:
Looking to figure out their strategy until they're closer so the captain can counter and/or outmaneuver them. Rolling NoticeWarfare and Wits plus first use in the scene, flair for description, and Sea Legs advantage.
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Update: 2 Raises one left over die.
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Rolls

Warfare+Wits+1st Use+Flair+Sea Legs - (7d10)

(8531161) = 25

Mar 29, 2018 2:06 pm
OOC:
Oh yeah, I forgot about Flair!

Quick summary of the Flair mechanic is each time in a Risk (roughly equivalent to an encounter in D&D terms) when you use a Skill you haven’t used before in that same Risk you get a bonus dice. As this is the first round of this Risk you will all get a bonus dice to your roll (so Qralloq you need to roll another dice which will hopefully give you another raise)
Mar 29, 2018 8:49 pm
Walking down to the gundeck, Dr. Bastien calls for his surgeons mate to ready the operating table, should it come to that. Taking a short tour of the gundeck he takes in the state of the crew, looking for anything that may cause problems once the action comes.
OOC:
using empathy and wits to check the mental state of the crew

Update : 3 raises
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Rolls

Empathy wits - (6d10)

(8543610) = 36

Mar 30, 2018 12:00 am
And so the situation was coming to a head, water splashing against the deck as the pirates' wayward barrage struck just shy of the Diamant and its crew. Andrezi might not have been the most apt sailor aboard the whaling vessel, but even he knew when the time to run had passed and the time to fight had arrived. If they were nearly in range to be hit, the pirate's already knew that - if he were them, he'd seize that opportunity, too.

"They've come for us, Captain," quipped Andrezi back to Aipajawa as she began to bark her orders to the crew below, albeit under his breath, though he suspected she already knew this. Whatever was about to happen, boarded or otherwise, Andrezi wasn't about to become some sea-dog's bounty; and if he could have it his way, neither would anyone else.

That's when the whispers grew louder. He could hear his dievas somewhere off in his peripheral, just beyond sight unseen, murmuring sweet promises and success for a price; a price, the Losejas hoped, he wouldn't have to pay today.

With surprising deftness, the devil-bound adventurer leapt over the railing to the main deck below, landing with the steadiness of a man who'd grown accustomed to the weaving of a ship. From center stage, the Rzeczpospolitan faced the crew of the Diamant - no, his temporary kin - and leveled his voice as best he could so as not to usurp the orders bellowing out from above him from their fearless leader.

"Friends! Comrades! We sailed across these waves in search of monsters! We set out knowing death and fortune were both within arm's reach! But now the monsters have come calling; not for our coin or our stores, but for our very lives!" cried the Sarmatian, fervent acrimony laced upon his lips. "They've come for us. But I say let them! They think us to be easy pickings? No! We are not wayward merchants! We are not some noble escort! Let us show them the error of their ways; that here, on the edge of the map, we be monsters!"
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EDIT: 3 Raises!
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Rolls

Panache 3 + Performance 3 to Rally the Crew for Combat! - (6d10)

(4346108) = 35

Apr 3, 2018 9:23 am
The enemy vessel cuts an intimidating sight as it bears down on the Diamant.

Christian - as you study the enemy vessel you catch sight of their captain, dressed in black they are striding about deck like a dark peacock directing the crew.
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Enemy captains roll....

Rolls

Villain roll - (5d10)

(77829) = 33

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