Id: 3b37f559-3afc-4d3b-92bd-84119312af3c
SessionDate: 2023-01-29
EntryDate: 2023-01-31
GameDate:
{
	Day: 2
	Month: Mitu
	Year: 3321
}
Author: Logan
Title: Teeth-Clenched Teamwork
Text: "
*An excerpt dated the 2^nd^ of Mitu 3321 from a personal journal written by a Sapien man named
Cassian, it’s leather cover bound together by a thin but strong variety of vine. The paper within, a
yellowish color from age, contain various stories from his Druidic Pilgrimage, on many of them there are
drawings of plants and small star patterns in both the margins of the pages and full pages.
“..then while looking at some local art on display in the Settler’s Market, some guards tried to take me in
for some theft that occurred nearby. I attempted to talk to them and convince them of their error, but
the shopkeeper got between us, starting to talk at them about ‘scaring away the customers’. I was about
to get a word in, but the assistant began to push and shoo me away. Taking the hint, I headed towards
the docks thinking that would be a good idea.*

This was a poor move, as other guards found and herded me in with a group of 4 others thinking we all
stole something from some Cloud Elves. (Below summaries based on information learned over the day)

* The Titan Saxon and their large tiger, Kit. Apparently not every Titan is as collected as :npc,Tre'lunn,High Arch-Druid Tre’lunn:, Saxon has (self-professed) anger issues and is very attached to Kit. Only one of
the group that doesn’t speak Quindarin, we do share a language in Elvish, so I’ve become
translator for them (I should look into teaching them some of the basics on Quindarin if we
continue to travel together with the others, would help prevent miscommunication issues). Kit is
adorable and likes me despite my difficulties with most animals.
* One of two Slaugh, Dheir, a woman I don’t have much of a read on aside from being reasonable
and taking actions in to account more than words. She seems like she can handle herself in a
fight, but it might all be for show. Time will tell.
* The other Slaugh, Xedran, seemed to be a quiet type. Not much of a read on him yet, but he
isn’t as quick to anger as the rest of the people in this group.
* A Sapien, like myself, though they seem to share more in common with the Slaugh than myself
based on his knack of slipping away (though they did fall in the Strait twice, a nice distraction
from the high pressures at the time). Slipped away after an altercation detailed further along, so
I never learned their name.

We were cornered on a pier with the guards waiting at the shore, the low tide that the other Sapien fell
into (Dheir managed to get them back up), and a reportedly “haunted” ship (seemingly the rumor of the
week in Kuridu). After weighing our options, we climbed the gangplank only to have it kicked off the pier
by one of the cowardly guards once we were all on the ship.
Once on the ship, we heard a voice in our heads, one we would soon learn belongs to a Mimic in
disguise as a chest (named :N,Chester:). We learned that Mimics had overrun the ship, assumedly
consumed what was left of the crew, and split into two factions. Chester and their lot wish to remain on
the ship and travel the world looking for food, while on the other side of the ship :N,Portman: (a
portmanteau) and their faction wish to live on land, hoping to be useful to a town for defense in
exchange for food.

Of course, moral conversations and discussing how to even go about this occur over hours. Some of the
guards at the shore left, but most of them stuck around till a Cloud Elf appeared and talked to them. We
were too far to hear the discussion, but they dispersed. We took this time to tell Chester we would get a
crew for the ship and come back in the next day or so. One of the mimics previously posing as a rowboat
became a gangplank for us to walk across.

When things weren’t complicated enough, the Sapien and Dheir began to leave pretty much
immediately (especially the Sapien, seemed be of a ‘no longer my problem’ opinion). Saxon, seeking to
prevent them from leaving before we talk about our next steps, sent Kit to the end of the dock to stop
them. This was seen as aggressive by Dheir and the Sapien, who responded with equally aggressive
stances. Which was met with more aggression, that needed to be dissipated quickly, considering the
mimics on the boat and the potential for guards to show up. We discussed meeting up at the Stews and
Brews just before the Sapien went into the water again.
After another few tense moments, Dheir and Xedran went off on their own. Saxon, Kit, and I made our
way to the S&B and waited to see who would show up. Only the Sapien didn’t show up, so after buying a
round of drinks for those that let me, we came up with two plans:

* Reach out to the Mayor of Kuridu and explain the situation (I think this will end with the ship at
the bottom of the ocean unless people are real convincing)
* Find local ratcatchers to get enough rats to populate the ship faster than the mimics can eat
them all… (writing this out, I doubt this will do us any better)

We agreed to meet up again outside Robert & Robert in the morning, I guess we’ll find out how this is
going to go.”
"