Jammers:Turn 11

The players observe the remains of a scavver then arrive at Finagle...

IC:
"Who knows hof this creature? I have seen none like hit before. Will
there be hothers like hit nearby?" Deigatt says.

"There may well be, at that" Nilaroo rumbles, as he keeps his eye around
the asteroid field.  His sword, bloody, lies beside the scavver. Nilaroo
now has his longbow out, arrow nocked but not drawn as he carefully
watches.

Seeing that Nilaroo and the others have everything well in hand, Billy
uncocks the ballista. He then stomps off to Italapate, mumbling to himself
angrily. He looks up to the human and takes his crossbow and bolts. "Thanks
'Pate. A little too late, though. You missed all the fun! Oh... Umm... Nice
hair." Billy winks and looks for a spot to put his crossbow and bolts.
Somewhere  close  at hand but out of the way.

Billy then walks over to the Scavver corpse and sighs. "Good work, Nilaroo.
I *hate* these things, being bite sized and all..."

 Italapate kicks lightly at the Scavver, then stifles a yawn.  "Good
work guys..." he says, then returns to his bunk to sleep.

Billy goes over to Nilaroo and says, "You're hurt 'Roo. Let me see what I
can do." Billy lays his fingers delicately on the wound and frowns in
concentration. Nilaroo feels a comforting warmth flowing from Billy's
fingers into his wound. Billy says, "That's all I can do for now... But it
is much better than it was." Nilaroo can see that the wound is almost
healed. Though it is closed, scabs have formed and staunched the bleeding.

Below, on the Bridge:
As the sounds of battle die out, Raken breathes a sigh of relief.
"Looks like they got it.  Careful, though.  The creature you described
is a night scavvar; they travel in packs," he says to Talus.  "All in
all, its a good omen.  I'll see about getting someone to guard the
helmroom while I go up above to make sure they don't make the mistake of
throwing the carcass overboard."  He opens the door and looks for someone
to take over guard duty for a few moments.  He sees Holland moving into the
helmroom, nods, and heads above decks.

Upon entering the bridge, Holland finds out that the threat has already
been eliminated, rubbing his eyes Holland says to Talus, "Keep us
moving, there might be more scavvers around."

The ship slows slightly as Talus relaxes, then speeds back up as the
half-elf returns his attention to threading the ship through the asteroids.
He uses the senses gained by using the helm to keep aware of what is going
on around the ship, and in particular keeps watch for anymore scavvers.

Back Topside:

     "So that's a scavver," Kain muses as he sees the beast.  "Looks like a
shark, only its black."  Walking around the scavver, he sniffs and says,
"Except for that" when he sees the single, and decidedly human-looking,
eye.

        Grigree looks at it sideways as he says, "That's a big one, too.
I've only seen one other in my entire career."  He finishes looking at
the carcas, looks over at Kain, and goes on.  "Most of the ones you'll
see are smaller, and easy to deal with.  Just have the crew go below
decks and shoot at them from the cover of a doorway."  Grigree's face
darkens a bit as he continues.  "One of those," he points over with
his sword, "attacked a squidship I was on.  It started with the lookout
in the crow's nest and broke through the side wall into the aftcastle
where we kept the helm.  Our helmsman lost an arm before we could kill
the beast.  It got itself trapped in the tight quarters.

        Grigree continues after a pause, "Good thing this one was taken
care of so fast."  He looks over at Deigatt, Billy, and Nilaroo and smiles,
a quiet growl escaping his throught.  "Nice work, mates."

     "Hmmm...well, we're almost to Finagle, so...ah, if you guys want to
get some rest, perhaps we can ah, switch shifts now."  Looking to Radick
and Grigree for their assent, Kain then goes back to looking at the
scavver.

Grigree shrugs, "May as well.  I couldn't sleep anyways."

Billy says: "OK. It's about that time anyways. And I sure could use
something to eat  about now..."

"So, ah, what do we _do_ with it?" Kain asks once everyone starts
to go about their own business.   Beginning an inspection of the rigging
and the sailfin, he looks up "Can't just leave it upon the deck, can we?"

"Are there bounties on scavver's in this sphere?" Grigree asks of those
present, especially the Post-Captain.  "Maybe we could sell it."

The Captain snorts, "Prince Andru pay folks to kill scavvers?  What'd eat
his prisoners then?"

Another shrug from Grigree.  "Guess we'll just have to eat *it*," he
mumbles with a smile.

        A quite chuckle comes from the stairs, where Raken is walking up.
He pulls out his blade and moves over to the scavvar.  "Who wants to help
me skin this thing?  We're going to eat good tonight!  And who knows what
we'll find in the gullet of this thing.  As for the corpse, the hide makes
good leather;
the fins are used by some cultures for medical purposes."  He kneels down
to begin skinning the scavvar, eventually cutting open the gullet.  He
lifts it
open to see what is in it,  but is disappointed to find it is empty.

He proceeds to carefully skin and butcher the beast, sending its meet to
Holland in the galley.  the leather strips are then laid carefully out to
dry on the deck.

Radick comes to the deck a little after the scavver is killed and the
gutting has begun. He is obviously ready for combat, with his leather armor
on and his full array of weaponry ready.  Keeping a straight face showing
no emotion he moves off to the railing and says nothing. When Kain suggests
a shift change he nods his head and then begins to move for the rigging.

As the trip continues, Leera calls the crew to the upperdecks before her
shift,"I have spoken with Holland about my use of illusions in battle. I'll
try to confine myself to a small set of illusions I have used often. When
you see these visions, please refrain from either punching them or sticking
knives in them." She grimaces. "These are the illusions I use most often:"

In succession, the following visions are seen:
A figure dressed in pitch black full plate armor
The second eelship (complete with casting mage)
A giant skeleton
A slobbering ratman
a group of ten figures dressed in pure black chainmail.

Deigatt says loudly to Holland, "Perhaps the human woman would
consider shouting hout a codeword to warn the rest hof the crew when she
his creating her deceptions so that only hour foes will be fooled by them.
Hof course, I ham presuming she has habandoned her delight hin deceiving
hus with her magicks."

Holland shakes his head and says, "That has been considered; however, it
would defeat the purpose.  For one, if Leera was to yell out a code-word
when casting her spells, it would draw attention to her.  Her specialty
is avoiding attention, not attracting it.  Also, if she were to cast
multiple illusions, our enemies might wonder why she kept yelling the
same words, once they realize that one is an illusion, they would not be
fooled by the rest."

Billy interjects with a suggestion. "Instead of a code word, why not
incorporate an emblem or a symbol that we would recognize. How about a
patch with a little whirlwind on it? The figure in pitch black plate armor
and the ten figures in chain- mail could have a patch on their shoulders,
the eelship illusion could
be flying a flag with a whirlwind on it, the giant skeleton could  have the
whirlwinds in its eye sockets, the slobbering ratman could  have it on a
piece of clothing and so on. This would not limit Leera to those particular
illusions."

Holland smiles and lets out a soft chuckle, "That has been considered as
well.  The problem is that during combat, you may not have the time to
give people a thorough examination looking for a whirl-wind."

Holland continues, "It should suffice to know the main five illusions
that she employs.  Of course, she would not cast the illusion of a group
of figures dressed in black chainmail if our foes were all decked in
black chainmail as well, the same for the other illusions.  It should be
simple to note if a huge skeleton or a group of warriors came bursting
up from the lower deck to do battle with our enemies, at least, that is
what we are hoping."

Holland concludes, "If this doesn't work out, we will make modifications
but I believe that things will work out quite handedly.  As for her
delight in deceiving us; everyone is allowed to make mistakes.  Those
that don't kill you become learning points.  I believe that is enough
said on that."

As everyone breaks up and returns to their work, Deigatt muses to no one in
particular: "Doesn't 'finagle' mean 'trick' hor 'deceive' hin the human
tongue? I wonder hif the human woman had some hand hin selecting hour
destination."

After four hours or so Finagle, the second farming astroid comes into view.
With Captain Wilhelmina standing next to her on the bridge and passing on
Finagle specific docking information, Leera is able to bring the WHIRLWIND
in with only one little gravity "jump" as she aligned the planes. Soon the
ship is docked across the wharf from the FLOWFISH.

     On deck as the _Whirlwind_ docks, Kain clasps his hands behind his
back, watching the activity on the _Flowfish_.  "I'll ah, hmm..yes, I think
I'll stay here,"  he says slowly, nervously watching all the action going
on in the port.  "Rigging needs to be checked again," he adds, moving to
put work to his words.
     After satisfying himself that all that can be done has been done, Kain
recovers his rucksack from the crew quarters.  Still making no moves to
leave the ship, Kain begins making sketches of the asteroid in his tome.

Capatain Wilhelmina heads out of the bridge and up onto the deck,  she
pauses as she passes Grigree (he's just closest, it appears).  "Tell the
others they will
not be needed to help stow cargo aboard the FLOWFISH.  Instead,  arrange
for whatever supllies are needed to repair this vessel with the portmaster
and try to get the ship's maneuverability,  at least,  back up to snuff. We
cast off in 12 hours."

"Aye aye, Cap'n," Grigree says.

With that she hops onto the wharf and strolls towards the FLOWFISH,  "'Pon
my Soul,  Lt Sabbagh,  you better not have let anything have happened to my
ship." she cries out.

Grigree gathers the people on the deck and tells them, "The Cap'n says we
don't have to move crates from the _Flowfish_ today.  Instead, we have
twelve hours to get the _Whirlwind_ in as good shape as possible." He looks
over at the broken tail spines.  "I'll wake Nilaroo. We'll need him to
organize the fix."

Glancing over at the settlement, Talus speaks up, "I will go an see about
getting the supplies we need for the repairs.  If someone can give me a
list of what's needed that is."

Holland smiles, "I am sure that Nilaroo would be able to give you a more
than complete list."

The half-elf continues, "Just one question, what are we going to use for
payment?"

Holland rubs his forehead, "Hmm, that is a good question," turning he runs
after
Wilhemina and asks, "Post-Captain, does the merchant-house have lines of
credit here that we are authorized to use to purchase repair supplies?"

"This astroid is owned and operated by House Moune,  and the ship belongs
to House Moune,  there will be no bills.  Sign your name,  and then write
"By command of Capt. W" to the forms they give you."  She replies.

Holland nods and with a smile says, "Ah, I see.  Thank you Post-Captain."
and hurries back aboard to repeat her instructions to everyone else.

Grigree then turns to go back towards the stairscase to the lower  deck.
After a quick hop down the steps, he knocks on the door to the room Nilaroo
is in.  "We need your help to organize repairs to the ship.  The Cap'n gave
us twelve hours before we leave back for the Rock."

        Once awakened, Nilaroo quickly makes a mental list of items needed
to repair the ship, including tools.  Working quickly, he scrawls the list
onto a piece of sailcloth using a charcoal stub, arranging things from most
necessary to least, and most available to least.  His list completed,
Nilaroo heads to the deck to present it to the Captain.  "I realize that
most of these items will not be found on this farming asteroid, Talus.
However, in order to work with the items we can find, I will also need to
purchase at least a few tools in order to work."

While waiting for the supplies to arrive, Billy spots a tavern nearby
on the harbourfront. His eyes immediately brighten. "Anyone care to
join me for a quick nip o' the sudsy?" he asks of anyone nearby, indicating
the tavern with his thumb.

Leera tells him: "Go ahead, I'll meet you there."