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Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

Among all the green skins on board one more would not have been that interesting. Not even that she was female, but the unusual blue eyes and long silverish blue hair made her an oddity. Dreana stood apart by being one of the working crew, instead of being among the refugees, still, it was obvious it was not her ship, not her crew - even if she was following the captain's words like the others. Now, as the weather made it possible, she even lost the hooded wind-cloak she had been wearing until now, leaving her toned body almost fully naked, with only some sea-animal's skin covering her privates - more for the sake of the crew and refuges, than anything. The distinctive face tattoo and piercings indeed made her look exotic, but the more perceptive could see the slightly webbed fingers and the almost hidden gills on the side of her neck, under all of that hair and the shark teeth necklace she wore - with only one big piece hanging from some kind of leather. She got ready to dive if it was needed or possible, keeping a lenght of sea-silk rope and a tree-ponged spear at hand. Also, if the oval shark skin covered wooden shield with the javelins near by was a good indicator, she would be protecting the people and the ship to against outside attackers... Even if she really did not wanted to do that. Dreana was not a happy girl, and would not be until she was let go to submerge herself into the sea. Not having a land-home any more to get back to, and - even if they let her return - unable to live in her underwater one, she was truly between two worlds... But maybe this new place could be her new home once...
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

The young man from the far north tended to try to keep to himself at first. The voyage had been ruff most of all on the children who were often too young to fully understand what was happening around them so he took to telling stories. Unlike any normal storyteller, Nalven illustrated his stories with magic and often even included sound. This helped to calm the children and keep them out of the sailor's hair which was his way of contributing, not really having the strength nor the training to aid on the ship. The children also knew if they did not like the taste of their meal they could come and beg Nalven to change it to something more palatable. That was where he usually could be found surrounded by kids telling stories as they ate and occasionally changing the flavor of the food, ice cream seemed to be the most popular trend. He was up on deck making sure no one hassled Gram Gram till all the children at, animating a story about a plucky princess who was captured by a dragon but found she preferred helping said dragon rather than being a princess and the hilarity that ensued when people tried to rescue her.
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

If you slow down at least to a man's walking speed, I can guide you to the deepest, widest point in two ship's distance... Maybe further, if the water is clear enough. But I sure can tell if the ship is in danger of crashing... But you would need someone to watch the rope. Its direction, and if it is getting slack... while there was experience behind her words, Dreana's thoughts was already under the water, getting ready to leave the somewhat crowded and smelly ship. She put her shield and other weapons close to the point where the other end of the rope was, if she needed it later. Taking only a dagger for the job, snugly tied to her left upper arm by its sheat, the only strip of leather she kept was her necklace that she tied into her silverish blue hair to stop it from getting in the way of swimming. Leaving behind the strips of skin that consisted her ensemble, she jumped with the end of the rope into the waves. She would only resurface when she was in position, and after that only if she had to confer something that was impossible by rope. Any kind of sea-life that could spice up the food, for one. Maybe even if there was enough food close by to harvest part of it... Otherwise she would be primarily looking out for danger.
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

Laughing, she would lean down and forward, to give the dwarf a kiss, lips pressing against his, even as her tongue, which was similar in taste to copper and sea salt, trying to slip in, her form angled enough, mainly due to the differences in height, so that he would have a good look down her shirt. Still, there had been mirth, as she settled down in the offered seat, and an eye ridge rose a touch. Ya offer that to all the women, or just the tall ones? There was amusement in her tone, a sort of interest that was at the same time not particularly bothered with what the reply would be. And why would she be? Either one was fine enough by her, and he was cute enough for a tumble in the bunk, if that was what he was after. Besides, dwarves might not be big, but they have stamina! An eye would dart to the corner for a moment, taking note of the kid. Undead? Maybe. Or just odd. There were enough of those around. She would not pry... unless he wanted a little drink right from her tap, in which case she will educate him on why that would be unwise.
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

The wizard looks curiously at the offered money wondering if it is more polite to accept or refuse in this situation. Are you sure? I enjoy it as much if not more than the children and I am happy for the practice. It is my way of contributing to this voyage. If the man insists the wizard takes the money. He then goes and asks Gram Gram for some food, having heard what she said about not being able to make it taste great he offers help. I do not mean to offend Gram Gram but if you want I can help by making the food taste like whatever someone wishes.... it is not much but you won't have to worry about it.
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Tengee Standing by herself, looking back the way the ship had come, the mocha skinned girl girl could be mistaken for tall. She had a tight, toned body, with round hips and proud bosom. Though not showing nearly as much skin as the green girl with the silver hair, her brown boiled leather costume revealed enough to show she took pride in her bodyher strength and her beauty. A random onlooker might be a bit surprised, then, when she turned away from her contemplation of the past to find that she was a head shorter than many of the women she past. The mocha skinned girl made her way over to Gram Gram in time to join up with the gathering. She flashed the wizard a litlte smile. Oh. I was about to offer some magic of my own, honestly. I could ease the burden on our supplies by feeding myself and a few others. If your supplies are holding out, though, I should probably save that power in case it's needed for other things. She gave the others a smile as well, then. My name is Tengee by the way.
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Amelie was not used to being ignored. She was different, yes, and because of that she often garnered strange looks. In the short time that she had rejoined society for, it had become the new normal. Everyone stares, no one speaks. So why should this encounter be any different? As Amelie moved to leave, two others stepped out from the crowd and stood beside gram- gram a dark skinned beauty like herself and a very pretty elven man. The man was casting some sort of spell over the porridge and the children who tasted the altered food were giggling with glee and gulping it down. It made her curious enough to ask. Excuse me, but whatever you're doing you the food.. could you do it to mine? She smiled in a way that she hoped was sweet. I'm Amelie, by the way. It's really nice of you to do this for us. Especially the kids. Amelie turned towards the dark skinned girl when an introduction was made. She was certain this girl was talking to this guy, but since she was there too, she also said hi. Nice to meet you, Tengee. I'm Amelie. I thunk it's great what you magic users are doing for everyone onboard. What else could she say? Suddenly the conversation became startlingly awkward for Amelie. She wanted to leave, but she'd just interacted with two more people. There was no way she could bow out gracefully groom this, so instead she shifted her weight and stood in place. The deck was bustling with activity now, and her eyes skimmed the line. Children in the front, followed by the elderly and the pregnant, then the able-bodied women and men. Something seemed off though. She stared closely at the line, but it took several minutes before she noticed it. The scared boy with the big eyes was nowhere on sight. Usually he kept himself within eyesight of her, and she had caught him watching her countless times before. She scanned the deck carefully, but didnt see him anywhere. It occurred to her that if the child wasn't above decks, then he was below. If he was below decks and missed this meal, he wouldn't be fed until the next mealtime. Amelie had felt somewhat responsible for him since that first night when she sang him the song of the deep to help calm his nerves. She knew he had no one to help him on this voyage, so she'd kind of appointed herself to that role. She decided to check below decks once her lame attempt at conversation finished up.
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Heh, thanks Grams! He's quite the hunk you've raised there, but I'm not sure he'd be good for much more than a fling, what with the whole parting ways thing... Vo could relax now. Everyone seemed in good spirits, the crew had no real objection to her helping out, and there odder people were actually interacting a little more. Hey, no probs Amelie! I look forward to seeing what you can do, later on. The lack of relevant funds on the boat was of little import to her, as she was doing her best to keep an eye on people with skills - builders, hunters, tanners, butchers and farmers to say the least. A rag-tag group like this would not have the best welcome on the savage shores that awaited them, and if there was one thing she knew, it was that skills were the most important thing to have and use. Voleen could already spot a few budding relationships between otherwise dispossessed people, generally those who had nothing left to lose but their lives. Despite her stoic exterior though, she was afraid. When they came to take people, and either turn them or press them into service, there'd be few enough to protect them. Perhaps obscurity would be the best option, but that would make it so much harder, without the aid of trade and supplies from the outside world. Her face cracking into a wide, toothy grin, she slung an arm around the mage-dude, doing his little bit to help out. The faces of the orphans and other children tasting what he'd enhanced were proof enough of that. Hey, buddy! Nice work on cheering those kids up, they're really loving it! Any chance you've got a cantrip or two for setting up camps, or the like? We'll need that security when we get to land. Voleen emphasises her words with an irreverent waggle of her fingers on the opposite side of his head.
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

Brusk seemed to brush a hand at his chin. Risk sinking in the shallows, versus slowing down and going to a mans walking speed was dangerous. It would put them at port past night fall. He weighed his options and neither were exactly safe. Of course they couldn't see much through this fog, and that made it all the more dangerous to how they would have to continue. Finally he took a whistle from his neck. This whistle has a thaumaturgy enchantment, once a day it blows three times as loud as a regular signal whistle. We will slow our pace, because it will be clearer under the waters than it is up here, but if you see anything coming towards us, you blow that. He would personally be the one to watch her rope as he nodded towards her. Below decks Yurf leaned eagerly into the kiss, tasting her tongue his arm sliding up the side of her neck holding her for a moment longer before the kiss broke leaving the stout dwarf wanting more as he did indeed get a look down her shirt, and seeing everything that he liked with the Dragonborn his own tongue had the taste of ale to it. Only the types I ain't ev'r kissed before. Yurf said as she slipped into her chair, and handed her a wealth of coin so that she could play the hand. The other men at the table didn't seem bothered or jealous about the sudden introduction. As one of them got to shuffling. So a pretty thing like ya' got a name or do we just call ya' cute? Yurf said softly. As the cards got dealt out. Please friend you will need it. The man said insisting that the wizard take the money. Gram Gram on the other hand looked towards the man as he offered his magic to make the food more enjoyable it wasn't a bad offer, but there was trepidation across her face. You're from the islands right? Gram Gram said though it wasn't really a question. We're under the work of the admiral, but.. you might not want to go all around with the magics. The kids, and you island folk don't know better they take a show and they see a show. But the locals on the mainland they... don't appreciate the arcane. Gram Gram's eye turned towards Tengee and her eyes narrowed as she looked at Amelie as if she was about to refuse the woman a second helping of food or smack her hand with her spoon. This goes for all the arcane, and especially you Amelia. The admiral likes magic, we use it when we can to help voyages, but... the locals have strange gods, and stranger customs. All non druid or bardic magics to them are seen as... evil. and you, may even test the admirals patience love. Oh I wouldn't worry too much about parting ways, Once we hit Galt's cove we aren't going back out for a while. You were all really lucky this could be the last ferry from the islands to Galt's Landing for some time.
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

Does it whistles without puffing air through it too? Because I can whistle without one, if I have to come up for air anyway that long... the now naked girl unabashedly converses with the captain, then gestures towards the shield and a collection of javelins and a spear. If I whistle and let go of the rope, or the other way around, do try to toss that three pronged spear towards the sound as far as you can... she measured the captain, and decided that he can throw her weapon blindly close enough to the distance where she would be. Her javelins would be sinking too fast, but the spear had carefully crafted buoyancy. Dreana took the rope, checked her dagger and hair, and jumped into the water with an almost quiet splash. Looking forward, she swam deeper and deeper, just to be at the level of the ship's draft, maybe a little bit deeper... Then she tried to swam forward, eyeing the water... While it was clearer than the fog, she still needed some low light to see. Of course she could not only see further in low light than anyone on board - or so she tought - but she couzld see underwater just as far too.
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

Laughing, as she would take the cards, she would have a bit of a smirk on her lips, checking them, and seeming to think things over. Most just call me Kati, though prefer sexy ta cute! She would have her lips barred in an amused smirk, crocodile like teeth on prominent display. Still, for the most part, she would seem relaxed and comfortable, not snapping at anyone, nor was she being too friendly, not even as for a moment, she would seem smug. Still, she seemed friendly enough, as she looked around, and asked that important question. So, where did ya folks serve last? Gambling d100 roll 94
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Tengee Tengee arched a brow curiously, then shrugged. I believe the magic that has come to me would be described as druidic in nature. Is there something I can do to better assure the people we will soon meet of that fact? The black girl took the other gilr's hand. A pleasure to meet you, Amelie. It's good to finaly get to know someone on this ship. She studdied the other girl's eyes. Is something bothering you? Is there any way I can help?
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Insight about Gram gram's comment about magic and strangers 7 Amelie watched the old woman as she spoke. Her words of advice seemed harsh to Amelie, but there was wisdom in them. Amelie had been careful not to use her magic while aboard the ship, but she'd also been aloof while she was in the passengers quarters. When she had been helping with the boat through the storms, she had taken orders well, but said little in return unless an answer or clarification was required. She knew ship routines and she knew that the quartermaster and the captain wouldn't want her talking back so she had imited herself to yessir and no sir mostly. Thank you, Gram-gram. I'll remember that. She knew the true power of her own magic and it's dark origins. She was well aware of the twisted and evil reputation that many of her kind had. Warlock was not a word mentioned when one spoke of good magic users. It was whispered with malicious intent or choked on with fear. But she wasn't out to harm anyone. She was out to create a new life, to spread hope and foster peace, to plant new roots and build a new Order. She would just have to find a way to overcome her magic's faulty history. The other dark skinned woman spoke up and Amelie watched her as she introduced herself. A smile of relief lit Amelie's features and she extended a hand in greeting. Yes. It is nice to finally get to know another traveler on this journey. It is not always easy to meet other people. The smile faded into a slight upturn as Tengee asked if anything was wrong. Amelie was suddenly in the spotlight and she didn't know what to say! She panicked and stammered on her words. W-wrong? Why would- there's not- I- ummm.. She floundered for a response for several seconds before settling on something close to the truth. I just- I'm worried. About when we land. About what they'll think. I'm not the best at.. being social. But if I want to start over, make something of myself, I have to.. talk.. to people. She smiled weakly at Tengee. It was true, even if it was only half of her worries. Somewhere in the back of her mind,m she wondered about that poor, scared boy from her first night and where he might be. She wanted to find him, but since she'd just met these people, she didn't want to be rude and leave. Maybe after, there would be time.
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

Thank you sir I very much appreciate it. And I shall take your words to heart Gram Gram do any of you know of a way I might be of further assistance?
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

She would laugh, and there would be something of a stormtossed sea in her laugh, or of a gale and striking surf, a sort of wildness and eagerness to let things fall as they may, and damn the consequences! And so, the dice would fall again, as she nods. Aye, sounds good to me! Because really, the main core of her life was that one will win, and one will lose. What good are most possessions, that are as lasting as the fickle winds? No, for while it was nice, gold did have a habit of flowing through ones fingers like water. Only one small request, one little thing. I buy everyone a round of ale first. She would look somewhat serious, even as her lips had that playful tilt to them. Little thing oh mine. The powers that be give, and they take away, and from what my Momma always said, if they see fit to give to you when your gambling, why, a little mortal lass could do worse then share the wealth in a more liquid form! She would laugh then, even as, if she could, she would try and get the table, and a few others maybe, a round of ale, before putting her stake forward.... or, if they did not wish her to, then she would buy as many rounds as she won afterwards. Gambling and Insight Gambling 85 Insight 10
Thread: [DnD 5e] Welcome to Ixalan

Vo's eyebrows raise slightly, only now hearing of the plight of many of the other islands. One thing sticks out in the words, though. Well, if you're all going to be sticking around for a bit, might be worth me coming back for a visit every now and then, eh? The commotion with the sailor draws her attention, however. Wait, a kid just bit you? What's going on? Where did they go, and what did they look like? Voleen springs to her feet with a determined look on her face at the trouble seemingly brewing.
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Taking care of the world under water first, Dreana swam as far as the rope let her. Just like a man walking on the shore, she effortlessly trawelled the distance, her senses taking in the water-world. Seeing three times as far as a human would have in similar conditions, able to distinguish color and detail underwater too, it took her little time to discern the dangerous outcroppings. Careful to keep the rope taut, she navigated the ship forward - and hopefully shore-ward, where they wanted to go. Perception 19
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I see... well I guess I will try and go look for that child something must have happened to make him lash out. Nalven cautiously goes looking for the boy where it was last indicated he would be.
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Tengee Tengee clasped Amelie on the shoulder and offered her a smile. How about you stick with me for a while, then? I usualy get along pretty well with people. I've been traveling all my life, mostly with my mother. I've learned to make new friends easily. The black girl gave Gram Gram a nod and a smile. Thank you for the warning. I'll be sure to not be subtle with my prayers to the spirts of the land. Before Tengee could do anything more, the bleeding sailor got her attentoin. Yikes... She whispered. Let me help, she said to the sailor. Gran gran, do you have any fresh made tea? Boiled water is best for cleaning wounds. She crossed to the sailor at a brisk pace. Let me see your hand. The black girl took the sailor's hand if she could. She located the vessel carrying blood to the stump. Use your thumb. Press here. Apply steady pressure. I have magic that will seal the wound, but I don't think I can reatach the finger. If you're not too dizzy yet, I'll clean the wound first. She looked into the man's eyes, trying to sort out how bad the blood loss was. If he had time, she'd clean the wound first. If not, she'd give him a berry to seal the wound before he fainted. See more Medecine d203 16
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Summertime was well behind and autumn setting in with cooler temperatures and an increase in the on-again-off-again showers that Tom had become familiar with since moving up to Washington for school. Originally from Northern California, the computer technology student was thankful for the change of scenery. He even had a decent group of friends now, including his roommates. For the most part, he enjoyed the typical mid twenties college life. His goals were laid out for him in his education, and he had that part time job in IT for a smaller company. It was through that job that he met one of his friends, Matt. Two years older than Tom, Matt already had an established job doing computer and communications work for a handful of firms, and it paid him well. It was work that he could take anywhere he wanted, but he chose to hang around here. Washington afforded him plenty of opportunities to get into the outdoors in his downtime, an enthusiasm that Tom didn't necessarily share. With the middle of the workweek drawing to an end and the approach of the weekend, Tom was already making plans. He wanted to get out, maybe hit the bar scene, or even mix it up a bit in someway. He'd had to check with his roommates for ideas, he decided as he neared the small house he shared with them. Parking his car out front on the curb, he strode inside, announcing his presence with an anyone home? as he shut the door behind him and kicked off his shoes.