Lucius Cypher

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Skinwalker smiled at your thanks. It was around that time a horn was blown, and Skinwalker motioned towards where there was a big bonfire. "Celebration starting. Let us go." Following Skinwalker, she leads the party to a large square were most of the food was being set up. There were at least three different areas where the giant fishes were being roasted over an open flame, seven places serving soup, and one huge table serving various roasted mushrooms, sea foods, and other things that can be spread or put onto flat bread. Additionally Longstrider was here, giving some sort of speech in Draconic. But soon she'd see your group and speak in common.

"For the longest time, we kobolds have been living in darkness, away from the surface and it's people. Ever since our kind had joined with Kalmeet, the Chaos Dragon of Black, our kind have always been enemies of humanity. Even after thousands of years since the epic tale of the gods and their immortal enemies, the kobolds have been hunted, enslaved, and banished from everywhere touched by mortal hands. Even among our own dragonkin, we are lesser beings, brought to this world imperfect and pitiful. And yet despite that, we live. Despite our enemies and our struggles, we survive. And despite our cursed birth, we thrive. Because if there is one blessing that kobolds received, it is the blessing of change. No matter what happens to us or the world above, we will always be there to see the new day rise. We will be there when a new chapter starts, even after the story has ended. And that is possible, because of people like Sylvia Thorne, Pylia, Buddy, and Shortfang, who are willing to change how the story is told. Instead of telling the same sad tale that we kobolds always have, they have helped us make a new story, one with a happier ending."

Finally Longstrider raised a cup. Cups were also passed out to everyone. The content seemed to be some sort of green alcohol. Shortfang explained it. "Mosswine. Sewer Dragon specialty. Very strong, very tasty. Make Sewer Dragons good swimmers!" Londstrider said something that must've been a toast as she drank the mosswine, as did every other kobold in the room. Shortfang and his mother gulped it down in one go, though Pylia was somewhat hesitant. She did drink from it though. Buddy drank it, but didn't seem affected for perhaps obvious reasons. Afterwards the kobolds got really rowdy and almost immediately started to go swarming for the food. Shortfang and his mother was already in the crowd. "Hurry boss! First come first serve!"

Rolls and Info

Please roll a con save if you do choose to drink the Mosswine.

Keratia: Story of the Surf, Tales of the Deep

Let's just say that the sergeants are a cut of a better cloth, so you will certainly wanna use that trait. I'll do a write up as soon as I finish up the map.

Keratia: Story of the Surf, Tales of the Deep

Kew, roll me a stealth check please.

Keratia: Story of the Surf, Tales of the Deep

The men left the loot alone, aside from pulling any usable bolts out from the dead sea goblins. As you'd approach you would be able to hear the sounds of sea goblins smashing parts of the ship, as well as the slow spout of water filling it's interior. You could recognize their efforts easily; they're trying to sink the ship. Indeed, if they could make the ship take water, they wouldn't even need to fight you. They could let the ocean swallow you up or simply attack you while you and your crew were drowning. And even if they couldn't kill you here, if they do enough damage even your crew wouldn't be able to patch up the damage before the ship would be lost, taking both it's cargo and possibly your lives.

As your crew went deeper, there was some benefit to the ship taking water; the noise would mask your approach even en mass. Carefully your group would move ever closer as you could hear more sounds of wood being broken and the gruff voices of the goblin leaders. As if there heresy of their mere existence wasn't bad enough, they didn't even speak a language that was either common or goblinoid. As best as you could guess, it was some sort of Abyssal or Infernal Language. Still in their carelessness they'd leave themselves susceptible to ambush. Hector looked to you and spoke quietly. "Want to sneak closer captain, or should we try and get the jump on em now?"

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

You outfit was an crimson robe of sorts, though instead of a long skirt you had some somewhat poofy trousers which neatly tucked into your boots. Despite how big it was it felt warm, light, and very breathable. Your sleeves even had pockets and straps inside of them, allowing you to store things inside of your sleeves. When you came out everyone was surprised except Skinwalker, who began to speak very rapidly about the dress. Unfortunately entirely in Draconic, so it was impossible for you to understand. Pylia translated it a short while after she got over you new look. "She ah... She says that the dress is made from Fire Rat Fur, a rare magical beast. It will protect you from flames and the clothes themselves will always repair it's damage. Basically." Shortfang walked up to you and touched your sleeve. Dinah, who was sitting on Buddy, also came over to jump into your arms. "Wow boss! You pretty! Mom makes best clothes!"

Fire Rat Robes

This elegant outfit of traveler's clothes magically mends itself to counteract daily wear and tear. While wearing this robe you have Resistance against Fire damage.

Keratia: Story of the Surf, Tales of the Deep

Not really, that's why you needed a perception check. It does sound like they're making progress though.

Keratia: Story of the Surf, Tales of the Deep

You can hear water being leaked into the ship. The sea goblins are trying to sink it from the inside out.

You'd know from your experiences that this isn't nearly as unusual as you might expect. Obviously a lot of ships that make long sea voyages, much like this elven merchant vessel, have extremely armored exteriors precisely so creatures like sea goblins can't just punch holes into it from underneath the ship and sink the whole craft.

Keratia: Story of the Surf, Tales of the Deep

From just noise alone it sounds like a lot of smashing, but you can roll perception to try and hear anything more specific.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

While you went to meditate, Shortfang and Buddy passed out the caramel apples to the guards. Pylia stayed with you, her incense helping you meditate as she seemed to be doing some sort of prayer or meditation herself. By the time you finished the kobolds on watch seem notably happier, chewing in the wood skewers as they kept an eye for danger. Yorik would assign some kobolds to escort you to Dragon’s Watch, the journey itself having no real trouble, and you’d arrive just in time to see some large bonfires being lit up along the walls.

The kobolds has taken some wood from the fortress to create fires alongside the walls and throughout the fortress, allowing the citizens to mingle and warm up near the flames. Pass th keep itself was Dragon Watch itself, the hidden port of Gransys. Unlike the sewers this area smelled less foul, and with the bonfires burning incense the whole place smelled like buttle and honeysuckles. Makeshift wooden huts and tents have been set up for kobolds to live in and it already seemed like they were settling in, considering all the food they had prepared.

Fortunately for you, what was being served wasn’t rats, though it may still be terrifying. Because somehow or another these kobolds had managed to catch and cook massive fish, almost as big as the giant crocodiles. You could see one kobold carrying two giant eyeballs bigger than his own head, which were being put onto a plate. Aside from the fish, it seemed like the kobolds diet was sea food based. You could see shellfish and kelp being prepared, as well as deeper sea crustaceans. The kobolds even had bread, some sort of course black bread, mostly in a flat form. They had piles of these flat breads as tall as a kobold themself. And finally there seemed to be quite a collection of mushrooms that were being cleaned, roasted, or stewed.

“Sylvia!” A familiar voice called out to you as Skinwalker ran over. “Hello! You look nice.” She said as she admired your clothing. Indeed it was quite striking compared to the environment you were in. Skinwalker also had a large bundle in her arms. “Kobolds can do pretty too! Soon, when party start, all kobold put on fancy dress. Skinwalker make many! You try on!” She handed you the package, which contained the dress she made for you. “Oh my. Right now? Hmm... Sylvia, why don’t we go over there? So you can have some privacy.” Pylia pointed over between some huts. That’s when Buddy pulled out the tent equipment from his own bag, taking out the tarp once more. “Oh! How convenient.”

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

“Haha! Sounds like a right treat! Me and da lads ere already had us a feast of our own not ta long ago, so we got full bellies. Still kinda wanna see how deez kobolds party, but gotta job ta do. Oh ye, and just so ya know while we managed ya push back da trogs, dere still a few creeping about. Not only dat but all da dead trogs we been cleaning up draw in some right nasty critters too, so deez sewers still got trouble. But at least it ain’t some war against monsters.” Yorik wipes his nose as he informed you of the other new threats, including things like slimes, undead, feral beasts, and there was also sightings of some big flying creature down here, but no kobold has been brave enough to find it.

“Wif all dat said, we’ve been making sure dat deer’s patrols between Underhaven and Dragon’s Watch, ya Lee it safe down ere. So, if yer wanna head on over just lemme know and I’ll make sure ye all don’t find no trouble.” At some point in the conversation Shortfang left, only to return with nothing to show for it. “Mum not here. She at Dragon Watch maybe?”