EliteCommander

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Sharee had given up on finding anything on the Dunmer by the time the Breton approached her. It was the one who had rushed into the fight ahead of her, the one who she tasked with clearing the upper deck along with Kayal. She seemed to get straight down to business, something Sharee appreciated. Strangely, when she looked up at her, she found her oddly...attractive, for some reason. She looked her over from head to toe, not quite sure where that was coming from, though she didn't dwell on it for long. Instead, she let go of the Dunmer and stood to her feet. "Yeah, don't let anyone say i don't do my part to maintain this vessel. We need to get rid of these bodies before they contaminate anything."

Reaching down to grab the corpse's shoulders, Sharee pointed to his feet. "Grab his legs, we'll talk on the way." She said, her tone making it clear that it was an order. As they started to make their way up the stairs, Sharee got around to answering her question. "I wouldn't exactly be against growing some plants on board, but there's a problem. Actually, a few problems. For one, you got to have space for it. The roof of the captain's cabin would work for that, but it does put it out in the open. We get into a fight, and there's a good chance of it being destroyed. The other, and honestly more important, problem is with logistics. We would need to start carrying water for both plants and people, since sea water would just end up killing the plants. If you can somehow find a way to solve all those problems, I'd say go right ahead. As it stands, though, we can really only afford to support a few choice plants. Still useful, but not exactly a sizable operation. A shame too, I would like to have a good source of plants for my poisons."

Once they reached the top deck, the two unceremoniously dumped the body into the ocean below. With that concluded, Sharee leaned up against the bannister, then tried to figure out why she was still staring at the Breton's form.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Even if Ariel had not warned them about the illusions, Meesei would not have been phased. The magic involved was easy enough to detect for one sufficiently trained in the magical arts, though that likely wouldn't apply to the average intruder. Meesei simply grabbed onto her necklace and waited as the line of undead soldiers charged them. Once they were close enough, she activated the enchantment, directing the wave of energy at the three running at her. Two of them were close enough together that the blast enveloped both of them, and it was a simple matter of activating it again to deal with the third. All three were but piles of bones before her, and her pack was having similar success.

Lorag was practically excited for the bonewalkers to reach him so he could test out his magic hammer. When it looked like they were getting close enough, he swung it in a wide arc in front of him. The first skeleton did block, but the enchantment in the weapon still discharged to kill it instantly. The hammer pushed its way through the first sentinel an into another beside it in the same swing, and with the same results. A third came up behind the first two and got in a swing at him, but Lorag was able to use the haft of his hammer to deflect the blow. Normally, he wouldn't have the momentum in his current position to do any real damage, but when he pushed the head of his hammer forward and impacted the skeleton's torso, the enchantment killed it all the same. "Ha, too easy! It's like they're not even trying." Lorag shouted confidently.

Inside, the sounds of combat were quickly alerting the witches that something was amiss. From their hiding spot, Ahnasha could hear muffled voices inside the tower. She had a hard time making out exactly what they were saying, but clearly, they were used to the illusions scaring away intruders if the skeletons did not. As the sounds of fighting continued on outside, Ahnasha heard even more voices in the tower, then footsteps. It appeared that Ariel was correct in her prediction that the witches would eventually leave.Just as before, they were completely motionless in the shadows, watching as each witch left the tower one by one. After it seemed that all of the witches had left, Ahnasha looked to Ariel for confirmation from her life detection spell, then proceeded to lead the way inside.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Indeed it is. Just make a character sheet and post it in the OOC.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Sharee turned around and let out a slightly annoyed sigh. The crew had worked surprisingly quickly on getting the wounded off the top deck...if only because their screaming was so annoying. She had stared off across the water long enough and really couldn't put off dealing with all the bodies any longer. The crew was already working on it and would probably end up dumping them all regardless, but she wasn't lazy enough that she was going to stand by and do nothing. Besides, a captain with a reputation for being lazy wouldn't keep a crew for too long. As she passed the Orc, she gave him two pats on the shoulder and looked him in the eye. "Anyway, it's time to deal with all these bodies. If even I can't get out of this, then neither can you. Besides, corpses do not do wonders for a ship's stores of food and clean water, so it's in everyone's best interest that we dump them as soon as possible."

The crew had already cleared the top deck of corpses, so Sharee proceeded down into the ship. The upper deck was where all the wounded currently were, so she decided it was probably a good idea to get it clear of corpses first. Near the base of the stairs in the hallway leading to the infirmary, she saw the body of one of the guards, a Dunmer man, leaned up against a wall, so she figured that was as good of a place as any to start. She started to go through any pouches or pockets she could find, though there really wasn't much to find. Three coins and a half-eaten leek were not exactly treasures.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Sharee glanced over to the Orc behind her with a mildly annoyed expression. "Is there a reason you're not carrying wounded or dumping bodies?" She said, though she did not continue pressing on the matter. That would require her to care a lot more than she currently did.

"This is a suitable warship. I remember seeing some ballistas packed away in the hold when we were down there. Provided there are enough bolts, we should be able to hit our first target soon. I'll need to have all the ship's Imperial markings removed, change its name, but it's essentially ready. As for the crew, I don't pretend any of you did this out of the kindness of your hearts. There is one reason that any of you are here, and that is gold. Maybe adventure to some extent, but mostly gold. That is something I intend to provide. As I mentioned before, you all will be getting double the average share for the first target we hit. Honestly, I'll be getting practically nothing off of this one, but I consider it an investment. We're heading to Khanarthi's Roost. It's a small Khajiit settlement south of Elsweyr. Small place, not much there, except that its primary export is moon sugar. I have an idea of how to find a good target once we're there." Sharee explained, continuing to look out over the horizon. She would need to start helping dump the bodies soon enough. As much as she would have liked to push that off on the rest of the crew, they couldn't afford to have corpses laying around on their ship for long, not if they wanted clean food and fresh water.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

I edited on another part to my last post to move things along.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

Will do, just need to finish some stuff first.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha was completely silent and still as she watched for any movement in the forest. Between being Khajiit and a lycan, she could see almost as well at night as she could in the daytime, and her ears were acutely sensitive to any sounds, such as footsteps, that happened to be nearby. Ariel was most of the way through the grate when Ahnasha's ears twitched. She heard something approaching off to the left, so without a word, she put a hand on Ariel's back to get her attention, then guided her down to lay on the ground behind some nearby foliage. Again, Ahnasha was completely still, to the point that it was difficult to tell if she was even still breathing. A group of skeletal sentinels passed within view, but continued on their course without noticing that anything was awry. Once the threat had passed, Ariel finished removing the grate, then entered with Ahnasha following just behind. Just as Meesei had done the first time through, Ahnasha had the idea to put the grate back in its original position, but since she did not know strong enough destruction spells to accomplish the task, she looked to Ariel and pointed to the grate in the hopes that she would be able to do something to keep it in place.

Meesei waited a few minutes to give Ahnasha and Ariel time to get inside before she decided it was time to strike. She looked back at the others behind her and nodded as she stood up. As they were walking towards the outer wall, Meesei saw a group of three sentinels patrolling through the forest, which spotted them at the same time. The skeletons drew their weapons, but did not advance to attack. It seemed that the keep's first line of defense was simply to scare away intruders with undead instead of immediately attacking, perhaps to limit tensions with the locals. Meesei, in order to make their intentions completely unambiguous, launched a fireball into the group which nearly took the arm off of one of the beings when it detonated. All three undead charged at them immediately, but as soon as they drew close enough, Meesei held up her amulet and activated the enchantment, The wave of energy washed over the sentinels, ripping their souls from their bodies just as it had to the one Meesei tested it on. With the keep in view, Meesei launched another explosive fireball against the keep wall to ensure their presence was known, then made sure to pick a place with plenty of trees for cover to await the arrival of the keep's defensive force.

"Be ready, and alert me if you see any mages or archers." Meesei ordered.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The trek from the cave to the keep was quiet. The sky grew darker as the sun set, so by the time they arrived, it was well past nightfall. Meesei found herself concerned about Sabine. She had been worried about her in the back of her mind ever since they stared planning this attack. Her emotional state was often hard to determine, but Meesei was sure it would be difficult for her to return to a place where she suffered such tortures. She just hoped that her mind was strong enough to overcome the pain of it all.

Meesei took the lead and slowed the pack as they neared the keep. When they reached the hill just beyond its walls, she laid down on the ground and crawled forward so that she was just barely peering over the hill, while the others were still concealed behind her. Just like last time, there were sentinels patrolling in the forests ahead. She couldn't see anyone on the walls, but she was certain that they would be manned soon after the attack started. The skeletons would be easy enough to deal with, but it was the ranged opponents on the walls she was most concerned with. Likely, it would be the witches with destruction spells, which meant they would need to be evasive, and she would need to concentrate on wards.

Meesei looked back at the others. "Alright, this is it. Ariel, Ahnasha, make your way to the grate. We will give you a minute, then get started. Ariel knows the way." She said, looking at Ahnasha. "Everyone, drink the suppression potions. Ariel, I would drink one of your night eye potions." She recommended as she pulled out and drank the gas resist potion.

Elder Scrolls: Terror of the Padomaic

It wouldn't really be much of a timeskip, it's just the last phase of the escape.