Splitting the Take
13th of Rova 4707 A.R. (Absalom Reckoning)
"They looked to be after live captives more than loot or wholesale slaughter," you settle on, trying not to look at the bodies strewn across the deck as Mina and surprisingly Menkir move to offer what aid they can to those still breathing. The latter's magic comes with a slow sonorous chant, sung in time with rhythmic clapping of his hands.
A dancer, no that isn't the right name for it, a bard, that's it. You recall it because the word does not sound like the 'Common Tongue', but rather elvish-speak.
"Live captives, eh?" the captain barks. "And how do you imagine they were going to take those?"
In response, Gorok points at a pile of the living masks squirming on the deck, which promptly gets one of them killed by one of the newly arrived crewmen.
"Hey, don't kill
glab-gror!" Cob shouts. The goblin word that he had fallen back on in his haste translates as something like 'useful beast' as opposed to zig-gror, 'tribe beast', the title which most goblins reserve for particularly intelligent or blessed creatures, which he uses for Warty.
"Foolish to destroy prize," Gorok agrees, though if anything that inflames the humans more.
"You want us to keep the monsters alive?!" one shouts.
"Where's the big one?" Another exclaims.
You try to direct Cob's attention to the tinny statuette, it looks valuable, but he's neck deep in an argument over the virtues of the living masks. It is a good thing the sailors do not speak goblin.
Akorian Linguistics: 1d20+4 = 5 (Critical Failure)
"Quiet, quiet on deck!" the captain roars as you take the chance to recover the statuette yourself, last of your Second Circle spells or no. You whisper the spell and hide the motions of your hands in your cloak, and under that cloak passes the shadow that holds the tiny black sea beast, thankfully unseen by any other.
Akorian Bluff vs Menkir Spellcraft: 27 vs 15
Gained Figurine of Wondrous Power ???
"Captain," the quartermaster speaks up after a moment's strained silence, broken only by the sloshing of the waves and the by now familiar creak of the ship. "I've never seen anything like these nor heard 'em told in all the mortal realms. They must have had something special in mind." His eyes dart to your shadow then up to your face, to the silver Azlanti band you wear.
No doubt the captain will be receiving a report that is not for your ears, nor for those of your companions, you think grimly.
Menkir Knowledge Roll: ???
Menkir Bluff vs Akorian Sense Motive: 24 vs 31 (Critical Success)
"Well we can ask our prisoner, assuming he speaks some kind of civilized tongue. In the meantime, toss the raiders bodies back to their friends so they can see what you get for tangling with the Andoran Navy, and get those filthy
things off my ship before they scuttle their filthy tentacles into our brains while we sleep," Captain Caulker orders, revulsion mixing with anger in his voice as he considers the faces of his dead crew.
Cob rounds on him, as uncowed by the man's title as he is by his height.
"Maybe we can just claim them as our cut of the loot from the attackers," Mina whispers quickly as she comes up behind Gorok. For his part the iruxi looks like he thinks it a fair deal, for Cob's sake if nothing else, though you are not sure what you are going to do with eight living masks. Judging from present reactions they'd probably be hard to sell off in Augustana.
What do you do?
[] Tell Cob that the masks will be fine if you just throw them overboard, it might even be true (Bluff DC 15)
[] Say nothing claim the masks, in addition to the statuette you had already grabbed, as your cut of the loot from the attackers
[] Write in
OOC: I thought about making it a vote if you should snatch the manta statuette, but realistically, by the mores of Kori's society, just grabbing the thing is the most reasonable reaction. If the sailors wanted to take it, they should have had better eyes.