February 6, 2011
An eerie stillness hung over the Dartflinger Faetastic. The evening
air was thick with fog and only the occasional creaking of the deck as
the ship heaved to and fro on the waves pierced the nighttime silence.
The boat was drifting aimlessly through the Medievian seas west of Derah, with
the helm spinning wildly, as no
captain was anywhere to be found.
"Have you seen the Cap'n?" asked Owxinto Nenyselm, with just a trace
of a nervous tremor in his voice.
"Nay, 'tis been more than 30 hours now since we've been without him in
these dangerous waters," replied Siundris Wakelin.
"Well I'm hoping the good Cap'n, or at least one of his mates, returns
soon. I have a bad feeling that this voyage is about to take a
dangerous turn for the worse," mused Owxinto.
Meanwhile, at that very instant, a message was broadcast to the
Knights Templar Clan, the owners of the boat, that their wayward ship
Faetastic was adrift on the high seas for over 30 hours with no souls
on board, save for the deckhands. When Ludi heard that message he
knew that something had to be done to save the otherwise doomed boat.
He quickly conjured a Gate, and left the catacombs, depositing his
eggs quickly in the War Room. As he raced to the rescue of the
Faetastic, he could only imagine what awaited him on board. Once he
arrived, he quickly swore himself in as Captain, took the helm and
began to steer the boat back towards the safety of the Derah Docks.
Because of the far distance from the docks, the risk was fairly high
and he began to scour the decks for serpent meat with which to chum
the large sea beasts whose charges would keep the mob factions at bay.
Just as he collected enough meat to return to the poopdeck to chum up
his prey, he heard the fateful cries of the deckhands.
"TERMITES!" cried Quaeis Hanian from belowdecks.
At this risk, there was a real danger of this mob faction sinking the
boat. "Why didn't I receive a safer mob faction, like the impotent
Kraken or Aquoderm?" Ludi wondered in vain. Apparently the DM was
intent on punishing the boat and crew for their 30 hours of negligence
to their duty.
With no one else available to come to the ship's aid, Ludi raced below
decks, and found the termite queen spawning her offspring next to
Larboard Gun 13. Worker termites swarmed the decks as he engaged the
Queen in bloody combat, but he was quickly blinded and forced to
retreat to the adjacent crew's quarters to recover from his wounds.
Now he could hear guards being spawned and knew that he had to act
quickly. Ludi rushed back to the Termite Queen and was quickly able
to finish her off, despite the best efforts of her guards and workers.
Time for mop up duty. The remaining termites were blasted with wave
after wave of drenching acid until at least the ship was free from
danger and the deckhands summoned the courage to get back to work.
Having finally secured the ship, it was time to return to the docks.
Without sufficient meat on board to even chum up serpents to prevent
further attack from the DM, the only option was to summon a sea-dragon
to quickly return The Faetastic to the safety of Derah's waters.
After the ship was safely docked, repaired, and the fae had been
unloaded, Owxinto turned to Siundris and said, "I hope that next time
the cap'n doesn't leave us like that again on the high seas."
Owxinto replied, "I have no interest in when his memory fails him or
not, as long as he doesn't forget to pay our wages!"