Pirates of the Aether

[Wordplay]

Kieran glances around, notices Maia's gone, and decides to go for it.

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Assuming it's allowed, take 20 on trap-finding with the search check (21)

While he's searching, Kieran takes out his cutlass, and prods the ceiling with it, then he sheaths it again.

'Hmm...'

After he's taken all the reasonable precautions Kieran draws his dagger. Standing to one side, Kieran uses the dagger to carefully pry up the lid of the safe.

'Everyone stand back...again'.

[Techwarrior]

Erin steps out of the room, but stays in range with his aura.

[Lentrax]

The lid slides lifts up on silent hinges. Inside you see a few books, some coins, and another smaller lockbox. You do not detect any traps on it, but no one found the last one either.

[Wordplay]

Kieran notes down the exact number of coins, and the titles on the books. Kiern carefully removes the books and coins.

'Hey, Arryl, could one o' these be the logbook. Make sure ye don't touch owt-sorry anyt'ing in t'safe'.

Kieran then clears the room, retrieves a boat hook (12 feet) and then attempts to carefully lifts up the smaller locked box, from over by the door.

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Roll DEX (1d20+3)[17]

[Lentrax]

There are 4 books in the box, two of which are detailed ships logs, one for the cargo, passengers, and crew. The second is only a series Of numbers.

There is 75 gp, 32 sp and 1 cp in the box.

The second smaller box, lifts easily from the other larger box. Nothing is triggered as the box lifts up and is lowered to the floor. It is, at first glance made of solid silver which has been carved and sculpted with scenes of stunning detail. The top of the box shows an image of the Father atop a throne with a golden sun rising behind him.

There is writing on the box, but it is in a language you do not understand.

[Wordplay]

'Thank the Lady'. Kieran's relieved to find the log books.

'We'd have had a hard time chartin' a course without that, eh Arryl?' Kieran gives the logbooks to Arryl for safekeeping, and agrees a tally on the coins.

Once the second box is lifted out, everyone there can go back into the room.

'Hmm...this is beyond me. This looks like religious stuff. Any one recognise this language?'

[Solipso]

Lynn
"If it is not a secret language or code, i think i can read it"
Says the wizard, looking at the box. If the words are in a language that he doesn't know, he close his eyes, whispering arcane words for a longer time than usual for a spell.
When he retry to looks at the box, his eyes glow in a soft, white light that conceal iris and pupils.

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So, i use the alacritous cogitation feat to swap my empty second level slot with "comprehend languages", and then i try to read.

[Lentrax]

The writing translates to roughly,"Father, forgive thy children for they know not thier wrongs. Guide their steps for they know not the Path. Guard their souls, for they know not the danger. Father bless us, thy children. O, Sun of the heavens, safeguard us in thy light."

Who is still in the captains cabin?

[Vixsor Lumin]

"Thank you, and indeed it would be. Hard to know where to go, if we don't know why were going there." Arryl says as he takes the books, and begins flipping through them. He first checks the manifesto, to see what they had at their disposal as trade goods and supplies. Then he looks through the book of numbers. He scans the pages, trying to determine if there is a pattern or if the numbers coorospond to anything on his maps.

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general wis check (1d20+4)[8]
Decipher script (1d20+1)[8]
And a Lore check (1d20+4)[6]

As the second box is lowered, he walks up to it and stares intently at the lid.

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Lore check [roll]1d20+4[/roll]

[Vixsor Lumin]

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I forgot rolls don't work when you edit them in....
(1d20+4)[13]

[Wordplay]

'Lynn, be there any spell ye can cast that would find out if there's any magic on or in the box?'

Whilst Kieran asks this, he searches the box with trapfinding again.

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Take 20: 21

[Techwarrior]

"Be careful with that Kieran, let's not have a repeat of last time."

[Lentrax]

There are no traps on the box.

Arryl cannot at this time decipher the second book.

[Vixsor Lumin]

"This book full of numbers has some meanign to it, that im sure of. What that purpose could be? i am less sure of..."

[Solipso]

Lynn
Lynn reads the writing on the box to the other crewmates, a bit disappointed. Religioious stuff is not exactly his primary interest.
The wizard listen to Kieran's word, thinking that what he says is a wise things and blaming himself because he didn't think of it before.
Raising is hands and moving his fingers, the elf try to detect any sparkle of magic in the capitain's cabin.

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Detect magic!

[Lentrax]

The box literally begins to glow in your sight. The magic is coming from within the box, and is very powerful. What it is you can only begin to guess. It is a type of magic you are not familiar with, but you are able to discern that it is not a trap or trick. If you were to guess, you would say it is an item of some kind. The box is not inherently magical, though.

The captain never took much from the plunder you hauled up from the surface, only enough coin to maintain the ship, and the random odd trinket or artifact, but you do not remember this box being one of them.

[Wordplay]

'Alright, I can't see any traps. First time I wished I'd been a street rat pickpocket fer longer. Any magic Lynn?'

[Solipso]

Lynn
"Carefull, Kieran. There's magic in there, something powerful. I don't think it's a trap, but i'm not an expert in this field. I didn't know the captain collected this kind of things...
Lynn seems a little angry. Why the captain didn't tell him about that box? He knew that the wizard was searching for every little bit of magic survived from the old world.
Is the thing in this box so dangerous or secret?

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Spellcraft check to determine the school of magic used for the object in the box, if i can.
(1d20+14)[19]

[Wordplay]

Hearing this Kieran turns pale.

'Alright, well we've come this far. If ev'ryone could stan' back agein and I'll do me best. Erin, please keep in range wit' yer aura. Arryl, Lynn, if ye've got any magic ter cast that might help, now's yer chance'.

I'm not leaving unidentified magic on this ship.

Sweating, Kieran attempts to pick the lock.

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Open lock (1d20+5)[22]

[Vixsor Lumin]

Arryl shuffles his wings again, which is a tell tale sign of his unease. "I used the power from the only spell that could've helped anyone but myself to heal you. Still, it doesn't look like a trap so we should be fine right? Besides, I should stay close to heal anyone who gets injured." Then he smiles at everyone who had helped so far. "I have the utmost faith in all of your capabilities."

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I don't trust that damn box though readied action to cast entropic shield if the box tries to shoot anything at Arryl

[Lentrax]

There is no lock to pick.

The top of the box lifts smoothly off of the bottom. The inside of the box is lined with smooth velvet. Nestled gently atop a pillow is a silver circlet. It is not a daimty thing for a delicate woman. It is a circlemade of jagged peaks and rugged valleys. There is one stone set atop the tallest peak, the color of the rising sun.

[Lentrax]

Aimari starts wandering through the things in the cargo hold. Not much to see here, just crates of mundane goods, a few luxuries and the ships stores.

The cook comes in and starts opening a few boxes, taking out fruits and vegetables. He isn't surprised to see Aimari here, and strikes up a conversation.

"Evening mistress, anything you need? Anything special you want made for the Captain?"

[Vixsor Lumin]

Arryl is surprised by the lack of an assault on his person. "Huh.... well that wasn't what I was expecting." he gingerly picks up the circlet. "All of these sun references are making me really wish I could remember that prophesy. I should begin charting a course for Serzai. After that I'll go through the logbooks and see what we have that's worth selling at the next port. he sighs and his shoulders visibly slump. He puts the circlet back on the cushion before saying "And as the ship's priest I should prepare a funeral for the captain. I have much work to do, so I will leave you to decide what to do with the captains belongings."

With that he turns and heads to his cabin. On the way there, he looks through the book that was the ships manifest and does his best to turn a profit. After all, its what the captain would have wanted.

[PersonMan]

Aimari shakes her head at the cook's questions, managing to not wiggle herself deeper into her cloak as he spoke to her. Although, the fact that he had mentioned the captain probably meant that he didn't know about her death. How much of the crew knew already? She hadn't bothered to count how many had actually seen the captain's body.

To be honest, Aimari was surprised that the news hadn't spread through the crew by now. Wasn't the death of their captain the kind of thing that would reach the ears of everyone within a few hours?

"The captain is dead," Aimari says quietly, deciding to inform the man. He would have to know sooner or later, anyways. She might as well be the one to tell him.

[Lentrax]

Arryl: As you reach for the crown, a light glows from the cushion, stopping your hand about three inches from the circlet. This would appear to be the source of the magic that Lynn mentioned. It doesn't do anything, just prevents you from touching it.

Aimari: the cook gives you a blank stare. "The captain's dead?"

The cook sits down on a crate, the fruit falling from his hands. He starts to sob, but stops before he gets to far. "I'll prepare a feast to honor her, and to Shepard her soul to the Father's side." he picks the fruit up again, and heads off to the kitchen. You can hear sobbing the whole way.

[Wordplay]

Kieran peers around the desk, which he had reflexively taken cover behind as soon as Arryl moved to touch the circlet. He lets out a deep breath.

'Ye were nearly the death of me there. Phew. Well, I can understand that you're busy to get to yer work, Arryl. If ye can prepare fer the funeral, we'll get the rest of the crew ready. As fer the Cap'n belongings, I think we should leave that up to a Council of the crew. We'll call a gen'ral meeting, best do it after the funeral I think'.

A thought occurs.

'Let us know if there's owt we can do ter help. As fer Serzai, chart the course, by all means, but it's possible the crew or the new Cap'n won't want ter be involved'.

Kieran frowns.

'I think it's trouble meself, but I can see the chance fer profit, too'.

Kieran walks out of the cabin and rings the ship's bell to call all the men to attention.

'Now listen. Some of ye may know this, and some not. The Capt'n's dead. She was killed durin' private negotiations on shore. None of us know why. They'll be time fer words later. First, we have to see to the Cap'n funeral. Master Navigator will be leadin' the prayers. Then we'll like as not call a gen'ral meeting to discuss what happened to the Cap'n, and t'elect the next Cap'n. Prepare to splice the mainbrace'.

[Space Lawyer]

Having seen nothing of interest belowdecks, Maia comes back topside at the sound of the bell. She looks for signs of discontent among the crew, or for anyone who does not look shocked by the news, or at least unhappy about it.

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[Lentrax]

The crew gathers round the bell and listens to Kieran. It seems that the word has gotten around the ship. The crew has dressed in decent clothes, one or two have tears in thier eyes, and yet others bottles they had shared with the captain.

One of the crew looks up at Kieran. "How would the captain want to be buried?"

[Vixsor Lumin]

Arryl hears the question and stops. He turns and calls back to the men. "By commending her body to the Æther. We will say our prayers and our goodbyes, then her death shroud will become her wings and we will give her to the gods."

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I.e. we have the service, and then tie the shroud to her body so its like a parachute. After that we chuck the body over board and the parachute will carry the body away and off into the sunset. We've got the hair to rez her if we need to.

[TheMightyQuinn]

Rok

*Rok bows his head, casting a wary glance toward the crewmen that were conversing about mutiny only a short time before, but keeps his silence. The men needed no reminder. They might attempt something while he slept, but it was not something for him to worry about at the moment.*

*With a shake of his massive head, he looks up to the others with a frown, but speaks softly - there's no need to raise his voice.*

"Rok not like. Shud bury Capn. Capn urned good rest, not drop to beasts. Not right, says Rok."