Assembled at Caldwell's manor, he gave us the option of two quests: entering, winning, and claiming the prize of a chariot race in Hadjar; or scuttling a ship from which he had had a valuable prisoner extracted. After some prying, Caldwell revealed that the ship in question was a slave ship. There was some internal debate, and it was decided that we would "scuttle" the slave ship, but in fact liberate its enslaved captors (likely elves from Wei-Shen) and turn the boat over to them, exchanging their silence for freedom. Let the recap state that Phobos thought this seemed unwise, as word of our failure to sink the ship and the ship's very presence could very well come back to bit us in the ass.
While discussing these matters on the pier, Phobos made a comment about "shorties," an apparently out-of-fashion term for dwarves, who are used as chariot drivers in Hadjar. Attempting some shred of retribution, Typhon attempted to shove him off the the pier into the water. However, Phobos' noble grace (and retardedly high dexterity) instead resulted in Typhon himself falling off the pier, and into the boat of one Mr. Pug, an experienced first mate. It became clear that the party -- while ambitious -- would have need to Mr. Pug's nautical expertise in their future endeavors.
Fladuk the half-orc staying behind to watch the ship, the rest of us made our way into town seeking gunpowder and common disguises to give to the slaves. While still debating the ethics of our plan, a gnomish tailor's suspicion was aroused, though he was quickly convinced by Phobos that the discussion was merely hypothetical. We purchased the clothes and some other minor provisions.
We set sail along the known course of the slaver ship, and came across it after several days. We quickly overtook it, Mr. Pug aligning us to fire our cannons upon its deck. Five slavers raced to the deck, and Typhon and [ahh fuck what is Jon's character's name? I am in Vegas with no notes/character sheet] threw grappling hooks and began the boarding action. While most of the party engaged in melee combat on the enemy ship, Phobos stayed back on the Ol' Kyle and assaulted them with firebolts and magic missiles.
The battle soon one, the party headed below deck, where they encountered roughly thirty slaves. Of particular interest was a druid, whose hands had been chained and mouth gagged so as to prevent him from casting any spells. We liberated him, learning that (IIRC) the slaves mostly came from the far west of Wei-Shen.
What secrets does this mysterious druid know? What will the crew of the Ol' Kyle do with the slaves and cargo? Where will their travels take them next? Find out Sunday, on an all-new Tales of the Three Seas!!!
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