Well, it took two sessions, but Everyone survived
and lived to run away another day.
Things had been going well on the Mud Skipper with
Capt'n Anne at the tiller when a heavy blow came up from the south and
threatened to be a bad one for a fair sized boat on the open water. After
explaining to Sam what a Blow was, he agreed that putting into a cove or
even beaching the Mud Skipper was a good idea... Moonlight belched with dry
heaves and didn't have an opinion on the matter.
After finding a nice beach to run aground on, the
Mud Skipper was secured and the waterlogged party disembarked and made for the
dubious safety of the tree-line. After some thought however, Anne cast a spell
and created a rather cozy stone shelter on the beach above the high-water mark
and the three adventurers settled down for a long... well some season nap as
their clothing dried along side a nice little fire that Sam built. Moonlight
recovered on a nice bed of sand fleas and his cloak.
A couple of hours later, during the height of the
storm, Sam (yes, deaf as a doorknob Sam) heard some unusual sounds from the
nearby forest and took a peak to try to see what it was. After some minutes of
fruitless looking, the impulsive warrior slipped quietly out into the storm and
under the trees of the enchanting forest, where he tried mightily (and not doing
too well at it) to sneak about and see what was watching him watch them.
Eventually, Sam spotted an elf peaking out from behind a skinny tree, then
another human near another tree. Deciding that facing them was the only way to
discover what they wanted and what sort of mischief they were up to, he stepped
out and greeted the men.
The two men were cautious in their approach and
were armed with some highly expensive weapons; mainly a cannonet and a strange
multi-barreled contraption. Although the cannonet was useless in the storm, Sam
didn't know about the contraption.
The two asked if he was Sam Hastings... what a
coincidence! Sam denied the question and identified himself as Rosco
Merriweather, that he was a merchant on his way to Verigos with his wife with
trade goods.
Unfortunately, one of the gentlemen had already met
Sam and positively identified him; to wich Sam responded, "Earl! Is that you
Earl?" It was not Earl....
About this time, Sam detected a third figure
sneaking up behind him and warned the sneaky cut-throat to come no closer
and a conversation began on a bad foot... these fine upstanding rogues were from
Orichalcum and were hunting for Sam to bring him back for a myriad of charges...
none of which Sam was guilty of, ofcourse, and they wanted his unknown
companion. Sam, being the upstanding citizen and friend that he is denied all
charges and refused to give up the name of his imaginary associate in these
ridiculous charges.
It was at this time that the elf lifted his
contraption and fired off a loud report into the trees and informed Sam that he
was under arrest... of all the nerve! Only a true fool would try to arrest you
three times in one day... of course, as there were three of them, Sam figured
that it was a case of who is more foolish? The fool, or the fool standing in the
rain refusing them?
The sharp noise shocked Anne, but she held her cool
and peeked out of the shelter, wondering what Sam may of gotten himself into
before slipping out into the rain just in time to hear the far-fetched charges
from hiding and returned to the shelter for a brandy and snack of smoked
bluefish pate.. delish!
Sam, acting on instinct drew his blades and whirled
on the man behind him, who attempted to hit him with a hooked hand just like
Cap'n Hook did to Peter Pan... with as much success! Of course,Sam missed too,
but lets not hurt his feelings, shall we?
Sam bulled Hook over and ran for it, taking 4
pellets from the contraption as he ran... ouch that smarts!
At a serious disadvantage against three men,
including one with a multi-barreled contraption that seemed to throw a lot of
little pellets at you at a high rate of speed... and smarts... Sam decided to
conduct a maneuvering battle, hiding in the thick underbrush at the treeline
until he could act.
A couple of minutes later, two guards caught up
with him and began to hunt for the cunning warrior, only to have the tables
turned on one of them and laid low by fancy swordwork by Sam, The Untouchable
(with everything except for multi-barreled contraptions that... yada, yada,
yada). Having disabled the fine gentleman from Orichalcum, Sam took great effort
to seek out the no-good elf with his wonderful barking machine. After some
effort, he finally spied the foul elf and sneaking up on him, dispatched him
with little effort and took up his weapon!
Now, the odds were even! Sam again made his way
back, seeking out Mr. Hook, who had revealed his location when his comrade
screamed in pain. After some effort, Sam located the two guards and promptly
shot Hook in the tushi before engaging in a heated but short fight. Knowing that
he dare not allow these men to return to Orichalcum with knowledge of where he
(and Moonlight) may be, he dispatched the three men, stripped them of any useful
items and buried anything that could be identified.
Although it took him 40 minutes, he also located
the horses, removed all identifying items and let the horses go. The saddles and
items were spread throughout the forest.
Sam returned home to a fuming and wet Anne, who was
nice enough to heel him... just like a married couple with odd neighbors named
Ralph.
When we left the intrepid party, they were
preparing to set sail again for Verigos.
The following items were recovered from the men,
and Moonlight can select anything that he wants; the rest will be either dumped
at sea, or sold when they make land again.
Moonlight gets: 3 Suns, 13
Guilders, 5 Bits and 7 points
small pouch
Cartridge case(x2) (potentially
useful as pouches)
leather cap
leather armour
Leather Helmet (Steel
Reinforced)
heavy leather sleeves (x2)
studded leather skirt (x2)
tender box (x2)
4 small candles
leather gloves
Orichalcum Guard badge
Next game
day is march 11, 2012
Harry and
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