Thomas Bancroft (
bancroft) wrote in
knightsoflegend2013-12-09 04:36 pm
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andres ♔ the terrifying rarity of truth

♬ Haunt - Bastille
WHO || Thomas, Thoster, Brantley, David L., Andie
WHAT || The Knights intercept a boat shipping something to Andres Isle... with some high seas piracy
WHERE || The Atlantic Ocean
WHEN || December 9th, 2013, 6:00PM
HOW || Actionspam , single thread to start.
The mission to intercept a shipment heading to Andres - one among many such mysterious deliveries that Wynn suspects have some sinister ties to the movements of Prime Minister Dimitris Sarandis' involvement in a Shadowkind slaver cult - is already off to an interesting start. No sooner have the crew gotten aboard Thoster's pirate ship and headed out on a course that's meant to intercept the vessel then the winds start kicking up and dark thunderheads roll in on the horizon. Lightning streaks the horizon as rain starts to fall, and Thomas stands on the deck, looking out with one foot up on the railing, frowning out.
"Gonna be rough waters. Not sure yet if that's going to work to our advantage or not."

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some of the rooms carry lots of crates, but a few of them are locked tight :x ]
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Afraid I might have underestimated them. [He does not....look so good.]
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He steadies his position and stands tall like a stone statue. He sharply glares at the sailors and angrily shouts. (intimidate 13)]
Try that again and I'll make sure both of you have a slow and painful death!
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While he is (mostly) okay, he doesn't think Thoster (or Brantley for that matter) can take another hit.
There's another hard slash (attack nat 20, damage 14). He's not exactly the slow torture type, but he is definitely mad.]
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Ok, ok, whoa whoa! Look, you've got the wrong ship. We're not transporting anything you'd be interested in...
[ below, the door creaks open as andie picks the lock, and she gets a good look at exactly what's being 'transported'.
several heads lift up from where about fourteen people are chained to benches that line the walls. their eyes are dull or frightened, confused or defiant, and one of them crosses herself, pulling a child close to her - both of them sporting manacles on their legs. they're all dressed very poorly and packed in pretty tight. ]
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Stay right there. I'll be right back to free you guys.
[She rushes off, realizing a second or so too late that this is a really stupid thing to say to people who are chained up.
She comes up on deck and comes to a stop, glaring death at the one remaining sailor.]
Wow, you could not be more scummy if you tried. Where are the keys to the manacles?
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What we'll do with the cargo- [He grunts in pain.] -is none of your concern.
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Don't move.
[And with that, he'll head over to help Thoster, since he's not looking so good, and David, while having a few wounds himself, is doing better.]
I've got it.
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Just kill the bastard so we can be done with it. [Thomas can't be seen. Leaving any of them alive isn't an option as far as he's concerned.]
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What!? We don't need to kill him. He has agreed to cooperate.
[Brantley is sensitive about lifes and he is already pissed about the content of the cargo, so he sounds a little angry.]
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[David is going to throw his lot in the moral police. Sorry, Thoster.]
We're not killing him. We'll put him somewhere else on the ship. Or we can knock him out - I'm not really opposed to either.
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