Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140322040911/@comment-11457306-20140402235705

On their way down to the Vault, Daria had dragged the story of what had happened out of Raelynn one question at a time. So by the time she faced the rest of the group she had a tentative plan for what they needed to do.

Dral explained why they had drawn blades and she could see the drag marks in blood where the corpse had been pulled across the deck and out the door. They had been fortunate.

She spoke to them all. "If the mist is changing everyone, then to return to the hold is suicide.  I doubt very much that Lex has a way to contact his rescue ship.  He probably pre-arranged a pickup when he was still in prison.  That means his allies are probably trying to find the ship at this moment.  We would have been driven off course by the storm--and they probably were too.

So what we need to do is stay alive until the ship arrives and pray that it does arrive. We hang on to that urn, because it will pay our passage on board. We may have to fight to stay on board, alive--but we'll deal with that problem when it comes up. Right now, we need a place to hide.

I know just the place. When I hid the key, I hid it on that rock the ship is caught on. I found a small cave--very small--on the other side of the rock from the ship. The entrance is small and even if the monsters follow us over, they can only come at us one at a time.

Our problem is going to be food and water. I had a small supply in my pack, but that's in the hold. I hope some of you have some food on you. I know where a barrel of water is and we can float that over. It's not much, but it's better than nothing. I also know where some fishing gear is--we could fish and we can burn crates or something--also floated over.

We need to move fast, so make up your minds. What say you?"

While she waited for them to think, she walked over and scooped the rest of the rings up and stashed them in her pocket.