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[Cynicalwhovian]

"A wise plan. In addition, I find that using the wrong tools to solve the issue only creates more issues. Killing indiscriminately is the wrong tool."

[Weirdsound]

"Indeed!" Mr. Shredder exclaims, agreeing with Stella in word but not quite in spirit, "one should always discriminate before they kill!"

[JaxtalMK2]

"If we even do any killing... it may yet not come to that. Still, it does seem a sound plan."

[retromach]

Kayto pulled overhead. Far below, figures scrambled into the cover of the wreckage. Scattered wood and a partially intact galleon hull are all you can make out from here.

[LordPorkins]

"Hmmm."

Perception 1d20+3= 21

The Agent's sharp gaze, honed by many years of training, pick out details. What he see?

[Weirdsound]

"We have movement down there!" Mr. Shredder calls. He watches the survivors scramble down below, but he is far more interested in lining up a good ballista shot than he is in picking out the details of the figures.

Roll = 11

[retromach]

Fyodor Saltsvits surveyed the shipwreck. He could make out that there were four figures outside, and that they were armed, and in cover. A glint of steel gave the hint of swords. From their slight shifting movements, he might guess that they are talking among one another.

[zomara0292]

The movement catches Atil’s eyes as they strained to focus on the distance.
(Perception =9)

[retromach]

Mr. Shredder did his best, but there was no way he was going to strike any of the figures without further damaging the wreck, and anything of value still onboard.

[TALLPANZER]

Brother Jonathan stepped out to the edge of the ship over the wreck and waved at the crew while smiling.

[retromach]

It had been a day since the his ship crashed, and so far, Riisi had managed to go undetected. His galleon had been attacked by a ship, an Emeraldgold Empire Caravel. The battle had been fierce. In the end, the caravel had been destroyed, and the Galleon crippled. It had crashed here.

Eight Emeraldgold Yuanti had survived the crash. Each was the size of a human, with iridescent green and gold scales, and piercing slitted eyes, and wide, serpentine ears that seemed to run down their necks to their shoulders. Each was a magic user. After the crash, they had systematically captured and executed the other survivors of the ship. They hadn't cracked the safe yet, you think. Riisi had been hiding out beneath collapsed ship, in a hidden recess in the stones, with a barrel of supplies.

He heard movement outside, and voices.

"Spelljammers." One of them hissed. "I don't recognize their vessel."

Another replied. "Most kind of them to bring us a ship so soon. Oh look, one is waving. Let's see if they'll pick us up, then we'll slaughter them in their sleep."

The others nodded, adopting friendly visages.

Riisi spied the ship, and didn't recognize the design either. A sleek looking frigate of unusual design, with a tower at the back and a ring of fire around the center. It seemed to fly without any sails or balloons!


Brother Jonathan and Fyodor Saltsvits would see one of the figures wave back, with both arms, like a castaway in need of rescue.

[LordPorkins]

"We should board the landing craft. Come along Ward."

Fyodor walks to where the sleek, smaller ships lie

[JaxtalMK2]

Dullahan gave Fyodor... well it was hard to say a glare, but there was a certain arua of displeasure. "You aren't the one paying anyone's bills here. You don't get to order people around. Sormias, you heading down with us to check on whoever's left down there, or do you want to stay up here in case it's a trap?"

[ZQFarnzy]

Oh, by all means, Riisi would continue to keep hidden, but when the small creature heard the invaders talking about another ship, it seemed like Riisi's lucky day. And Luck was something Riisi was pretty sure they didn't have a lot of left. And so Riisi began to grab whatever may be useful, mainly Riisi's effects, and whatever dried food would fit in pockets, and began to sneak out to signal the other ship. Something easy to find on a ship of this kind would be a signal mirror to reflect light. Not realizing how this may help, at the very least the small creature figured it would cause them to realize something fishy is going on, and would try to sneak to a place that they could signal the coming ship.

[zomara0292]

“I personally still say we should eat them.” Atil protested.