Adventure Log 4.
The Crew of the Crimson scourge had just captured the Chelish warship, the Sloop Famished Mane. Transferred to the sloop were Aron Helstrom, who was put in command of the smaller vessel, and Tholrick Orcblood. With them went Owlbear, Arretta Bramsen, and Sly Lonnegan. Already on the vessel were Walker Silvergrim the Cabin-boy (who happens to be a 24yr old yet boyish looking half-Elf) and George Mooney Darkblood (a large Orc with a knowledge of carpentry and surgery) and retained were 10 men of the Volsfang’s crew. Aron found that his new crew were of the more wild and bloodthirsty bent. They were still saddened by the loss of so much Booty that they so courageously claimed from a series of orphanages and old-age homes along the way.
Trouble on the Famished Mane started as they approached Tidewater isle. Alerted by one of the crew that the bilge was littered with human bones, Aron bravely went forth to find the cause. Tholrick joined him and jumped down into the fetid water of the dark (!) bilge. The sea-borne Dwarf was attacked almost immediately by a monstrous Ooze which scoured him with its acidic touch. A battle ensued where-in the creature split into 2 more fetid beasts, each attacking with burning acid. George Moony Darkblood, the Orc carpenter joined in as the battle raged. Between the three of them the beast was soon slain and order restored to the small vessel.
Back on the Crimson Scourge, Captain Vanus Eudonius now spied the grey outline of Tidewater Isle and the Rock itself, a large and solid stone tower which dominates the small rocky isle. At a long dinner-feast at which great amounts of red wine was drunk, the Crew met the Lady of the Rock. Agasta Smythee is a strong minded, middle aged woman. A competent and formidable figure she was once a raving beauty now past her prime but still very attractive (Chr:15). Also present was her Sergeant-at-arms Royster McCleagh of the Clan McCleagh, himself a strong and dedicated warrior once in the service of the Lad’s late husband, Iron Burt Smythee. Cazran the Extremely Sotted was not present at the table as he had been given over as hostage previously and had located several hogsheads of ale and wine to pass the time with.
Over dinner, Lady Agasta explained that although she would like to see the Isle used by a strong Captain once again, she had no intention of losing control of the place to a mere ally. She would however, accept Captain Vanus as a Shackles-Husband for the space of one year therefore guaranteeing him the use of the Rock and its treasures. However, before she could consent to such a union he and his ship would have to make a name for themselves among the pirates of the Shackles. With the coming of evening the Crew left the tower with the well-wishes of the Lady and her guards and returned to their vessels.
No one is telling Sandara Quinn about the whole of the dinner conversation.
Captain Vanus decided that his first voyage would be to the Treasure of Shark Island and set sail to that Sahaugin-haunted place. They docked at the small port of Blackblood Cay. There docking they went about their business while their new Bard and Storyteller, Ziljane, hit the local taverns and began entertaining the drunken huddled masses. Unfortunately no one there believed his tale about Captain Vanus biting the ear off a berserk Kraken after they realizes that Krakens do not actually have ears. They did believe the part about the donkey, three rubber bands, and the bottle of seltzer but it was hardly a heroic tale.
Aron Helstrom, now Lieutenant Junior Grade of the Famished Mane, acquired a brace of 10 Masterwork Daggers along with a matching bandolier. Tholrick sold off the captured Chelish Marines, Sailors, and a Family heirloom +1 Blue-Steel Long Sword to a passing merchant, Saxon Hardriff who arranged for such things. After arranging their supplies the players struck down the Greenscale River headed to the Lake of Scales. This is a place notorious for its thick jungles, dangerous creatures, and ancient Ghul-gan ruins. A place those with knowledge warn of constant danger, gruesome death, and the power of ancient and hungry alien gods who thirst for the souls of the living. On of this seemed to bother the Crew of course.
Their first night upon the shores of the River, they were attacked in the grey of morning by a Hydra of five heads. Luckily it did not regenerate heads. Unluckily it did breathe acid. Luckily Aron Helstrom spotted the creature first. Unluckily their bard, ZilJane, was so tired from spanking his monkey the previous evening that it took a while and a falling gnome to wake him. But, once they did and he stuffed his monkey back in his pants, the battle was soon won.
As we now leave the Crew of the Scourge, they are all intently bathing in the river, attempting to avoid serious acid burns. Their clothes, however, have about had it. Unluckily I doubt anyone has a spare set of clothing so expect a lot of armor chafing in their future adventures.
Til next time…..