Knowing he is still far too weak to handle the rotgut Cap'm Harrigan forces them to drink, Salazar waits for a moment when he thinks no one is looking to dump his grog overboard. Slipping away, he goes to look for Grok. I need those pouches, if I'm going to do anything useful towards getting us free from this idiot of a Captain...

Seeing Grok drinking and laughing with the Navy man, Salazar sits down beside her also. Leaning in, he waits until she finishes with a bout of laughter and whispers in her ear, "Grok, I wasn't laughing when I told you I needed my things. There is dangerous magic in those bags. More than that, there is dangerous magic dogging this ship. And I can do something about it. But I need my things. Get them for me, and I'll include you in any protection I magic up." He sits back and waits for her reply, trying to look grave and concerned.

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Take 10 Sleight of Hand to dump the grog: 12

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