The Storm <Team Three>

[Kyeudo]

((Well, no more actions needed.))

Wolfe's jaws close on what passes for the spider's neck, snapping it with a brutal twist. The lifeless corpse slumps to the deck.

((The boat is still spinning in circles and rising away from the planet. What are your plans? Unless it's dangerous or takes technical skill, I'll assume you take 20 and succeed on checks involving pilotting the boat.))

[DiscipleofBob]

((Indeed, I take 20 just to keep the boat stable.))

Orgeth goes back to the controls and tries to ignore the scratch the spider left him. Doing what he can, he simply tries to stabilize the boat. He can worry about actually getting out of here once he's figured out how the controls work.

[Mantid]

Feste

Feste grabs at the nearest rope, trying to secure himself as the boat plummets. he futilely studies the rigging to try to determine if there is anything that needs to be fixed to help get the ship moving away from the bug infested planet.

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Take 20? If not then Profession Sailor (untrained) (1d20)[10]

[Kyeudo]

((Feste has it backwards. The boat is spinning and going up, not down.))

Orgeth manages to get the boat to stop spinning before anyone goes over the side or becomes sick.

[Mantid]

((Well he's a bit dizzy. Whatever would stop the spinning. ))

[DiscipleofBob]

Orgeth continues his study of the boat's controls, once he's stabilized it that is. He takes extra care not to accidentally hit a lever that would send them plummeting to their dooms, but otherwise tries to figure out how to work the boat. He had no intention of going back down to that planet if he didn't have to.

[Kyeudo]

((I thought I made it clear that the boat is a sailing ship, not a space ship. The controls are the rudder and the lines that raise and lower the sails.))

Lt. Carter speaks up. "We'll need to report what happened back to the fleet commander, but I worry about Sargent Blake and his men. If the northern settlement has the same bug problem, Blake will be up to his ears in trouble. What do you suggest we do, men?"

[Mantid]

Feste

Feste fidgets with his daggers and sheaths for a moment. "Well it may be too late for the Sargent," he replies. "We won't help anyone if we go to help him and end up in trouble too... who'd let the fleet know?" The halfling thinks about what he just said for a moment, then shivers. "Yeah," he concludes. He sheepishly lowers his head and fiddles with his equipment some more.

[DiscipleofBob]

Let 'em rot in hell! In fact, why don't we throw ye overboard as well? At least that's what Orgeth wanted to say, but knew better. He had no allegiance or loyalties to this army, and as far as he concerned they could all be bug-food. If he knew anybody in the other squadron he might've cared more, but not enough to go back into the middle of that mess. Right now, between figuring out the controls of the boat, Orgeth was trying to figure out whether the other inmates would join him in making a break for it. Yea, getting caught meant death, but sticking around meant pretty much the same thing only in the service of his own jailers. He was already set to commit mutiny, but he knew he probably wouldn't get far without some help from the other inmates.

[Leon]

I care not for what we do just as long as we dont go back down - those things taste horrid

[The_Shaman]

Felstahan

<<I hope the others are alive>>
<<I know, but we barely managed to save ourselves. Plus, I don't particularly like them.>>
<<Yeah, but what have the other prisoners done to you? I mean, aside from all that hazing?>>
<<You're not really making a good point, here>>

The elf concentrates on the conversation, and adds I don't like it, but we can't do much for the others except for check if they're ok - we almost got ourselves killed. Better inform those who can help.

[DiscipleofBob]

I care not for what we do just as long as we dont go back down - those things taste horrid

"Well, couldn't taste worse than what they serve us in the mess halls."

The elf concentrates on the conversation, and adds I don't like it, but we can't do much for the others except for check if they're ok - we almost got ourselves killed. Better inform those who can help.

"Well that sounds like a great idea, except for the part where ah can barely fly this contraption, and ah don't think anyone here c'n do much better. We'll be lucky if ah could steer this thing long enough to find some non bug-infested shelter, much less manuever all the way back to the main ship."

[Leon]

"Well, couldn't taste worse than what they serve us in the mess halls."

The mess hall grub was a hero's feast compared to that, i'd invite you to try some but i doubt that you would, i just have the missfortune of using my mouth as a weapon

[The_Shaman]

Felstahan

The elf shakes his head. Just so we're clear, as I see it the alternative is trying to rescue a group that may no longer be alive, and then taking out and returning with the same craft we have now, only probably with more damage incurred. That won't be any easier.

If we can go there before those monsters show up, sure - we might be even able to use their craft to go back. But if we're supposed to be rescuing them, it's more than likely we will just keep them company in the other world.

[Kyeudo]

Lt. Carter nods. "Very well. It would be foolhardy if we were to risk our lives before we at least report back in."

"Orgeth, see if you can't bring us near to the rest of the fleet. If we can signal them, they can tow us in."

[Leon]

<< Wolfe will move to assist in what ever way - even if that way is curl up and have a nap out of the way>>

[DiscipleofBob]

"Aye, but no promises on gettin' thar in one piece. Still gettin' the hang of this floating bucket of bolts."

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Will be taking 10 or 20 if possible on the check to move the boat. If I can't then...
Intelligence check for piloting: (1d20+4)[16]

I am so putting a few ranks into Profession (Sailor) next level.

[Kyeudo]

With much clumsiness, you manage to bring the dropboat close enough to the fleet that you can signal for help. Another dropboat is sent out with a tow line, and soon the squad is back on board the huge transport ship. You are dismissed to your quarters while Lt. Carter is being debriefed.

((If you want to talk amoung yourselves, nows the best chance for a while.))

[DiscipleofBob]

Orgeth waits until they're safe back in their cells (whether they actually are or not, they're cells in Orgeth's mind) before opening his big dwarven mouth. "Damnit. Should've just dropped Soldier-boy overboard and booked it. Probably won't see a chance like that to get out of 'ere for a while."

[Leon]

I'd hope we are not sent back to temp fate at the claws of those things, better to have the Tempest called down and wipe the taint out from afar

[The_Shaman]

Felstahan

The elf shakes his head. It's easier, but there might still be innocent people there. Besides, we don't know just how many the bugs are, or where they're coming from.

[The_Shaman]

Felstahan

Come on, the elf mumbles under his breath in anticipation.

[Kyeudo]

((I think it best we just bury this game. It's limping along at one post a month. Let's put it out of its misery.))

[The_Shaman]

Bang bang, he shot me down,
Bang bang, I hit the ground,
Bang bang, expected sound,
Bang bang, my DM shot me down.

Might as well give it a bit of a requiem, no?

Let me know if you're planning anything else.