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>Thessaly 6/4
>Cloud 5/4

Last time on PirateQuest…

Disguised as guards and armed with a pocket-sized Droplet, Thessaly and Cloud Shear waited dutifully by Queen Toko's side during the circus performance so far. The Pattern Juggler pesetered them and the VIPs from all sides with an assortment of tricks and jabs, formed by hijacking various parts of the performance, and using them as weaponized annoyances. This greatly stirred up Queen Toko's ire, exposing pre-existing tensions between her and the Crimson King – possibly something that could be to the party's advantage.

Alder and Cerulean conversed backstage with the crew as they waited for their performance to come on. Cerulean nearly, er, "killed" Boneless, a rubber chicken and performer with a storied and controversial past. Alder, however, saved his life by un-breaking his plastic neck. Nonetheless, they still had plenty of time before their scheduled performances.

Cutlass successfully boarded The Golden Vein and began her invasion, capturing guards to wring out for intel on the ship's guard situation. Although there were relatively few guards left on the ship due to the security detail being spread all across Kaco Island, she learned of the presence of at least ten so-called "giants" onboard, who made up the bulk of the ship's muscle and posed the biggest threat to their attack. Cutlass split her forces; the bulk, led by Schnitzel and Make Believe, would capture the control room on the third level. The rest would break into the prison holding on the second level to free Colobok, which would allow the rest of her assassin entourage to fight without fear for his safety.

As both sides of the attack against the Crimson King and the Bee Queens unfold, neither our heroes nor our foes know what lies in wait for them at the end of the night, nor how it would change the course of their voyages.
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Alder hums a little bit, and plucks a feather from his chest to slide into the seal on the chest. He gives the lock another try!
>Pick that lock! [1d10]

"The safe will be far harder- I am afraid we would need some sort of… lightning magic?" he suggests, before giving the eyeglass another look. "Handy tool, that."

Roll #1 2 = 2


"A nice memento for a hard-won battle… with some string and a tiny set of tools," Chiu jokes. "Oh, and that time we fought some sharks."

Colobok chuckles politely. "I can see why you'd think and act the way you do, my captain. That sounds like a bad place to be, and I mean that sincerely. It is my experience that those who live at the top have their own plethora of burdens. Sometimes, even more than the poor. I have never been one to begrudge those who were born with plenty. That much wealth, that much prestige, it is its own prison.

"How did it end? Did you tie the bedsheets together and leap from the balcony in the middle of a pirate raid on the city?"

You are able to undo the simple Aura seal, but the lock proves trickier than you imagined it might, and you fail to open it up. After your attempt on the lock, the seal regenerates, this time a bit stronger than before.


"And it'll look even better when I find more more momentos from future battles. And not from pulling them out of my body next time either."


"Hmm…I think Cloud has done some whacky weather stuff once or twice. You think a thunderstorm would be enough?"



"Nothing quite so grand," Cutlass laughs. "I just walked out the front door in the middle of the night and stowed away on some cargo ship until I was able to find a pirate crew to join."

"I had been quite complicit up to that point. I may not have been allowed out, but they also had no reason to distrust me or expect me to run. It was quite easy. And, since I had hardly spoken with anyone outside of my home, no one recognized me."


"Mmm… maybe. It would need to be precise, and if it were, ehm… if it were done poorly, it might damage the safe." he explains, trying to break the Aura seal again.
>Seal break? [1d10]
>Lock pick (if the first one succeeds [1d10]

Roll #1 1 = 1 / Roll #2 5 = 5


Colobok snorts, then laughs uproariously. "Oh, my. You know, if you had told me you leapt from the balcony, I don't think I'd have believed you. Walking out the front door? Now that, I can believe. Only someone like you would have that approach. Well, maybe Droplet would. Hmm, but he'd probably announce his departure and say hello to everyone on his way out."

Do it! Do it! Make Believe says eagerly.

Chiu carefully takes the necklace from your hooves then slips it over your head, securing it around your neck. "Yeah, it's lookin' pretty sharp! Nicely made."

Unfortunately, the safe does not yield, obstinately holding itself tight and secure.


"Alrighty then!" Cerulean then goes running around the ship again, this time looking for Cloud and yelling his name out instead.


"Thanks. Though I still got a way to catch up to you," Cloud jests, pointing to the jewelry Chiu wears, "Maybe about a dozen more sharks should be enough."


Cloud's ears perk up as Cerulean goes around the ship yelling for him.
"What's up Cerulean?"
Cloud calls out to her over from The Esper.



Cutlass laughs an uncouth laugh along with Colobok. "It's because of that approach that our crew has been named the 'Secret Assassins'," she says the name mockingly.

"Oh, but I DO like to think that I typically have a bit more subtlety than that."


"Or we could see if there's any monsters made of gold and jewels out there!" Chiu excitedly suggests. As Cloud's called over, Chiu continues to clean the Esper.


Cerulean looks over and waves to him.
"Hey Cloud, I got a favor! And no, its not making me bigger! We need some thunder and lightning for a safe we're trying to open."


"Yes, all the subtlety of a thousand knives and a dress that devours monsters, or so I've been told," Colobok adds.


"Need a good thunderstorm eh? Not that I mind, but haven't you tried picking it open first?"
Cloud says as he follows Cerulean over.


Alder hums a little, giving the lock another attempt.
Regardless of success or failure, he blinks a couple of times and squawks in realization, going to grab his Spellslinger

Roll #1 5 = 5


"I had Alder look at it. It's got some magic mumbo jumbo that needs electricity to get past he said, or it could REALLY hurt Alder if he tries to pick it," she explains as she leads him back to the locked containers.


After jimmying open the Aura seal, you manage to open up the chest! Inside, there's a small pile of gold, about 200 pieces altogether, and a lantern on a long chain that ends in a staff. The chain and lantern resemble a long flail in structure, and the lantern is designed like a skull, an impressive feat of metalwork. There's a ghostly flame already burning in the center, one that is white and blue.


"Need to shock it open? Huh, that's an odd lock."
Cloud comments. as they walk, Cloud lifts up his newly made tooth necklace.
"Hey, you're a shark. What do you think of this?"

Cloud glances at the safe once Cerulean leads him to it.
"Alright, step back, I'll bring down a nice big thunderbolt to pop it open."
Cloud says, eyes glowing orange as he focuses his weather magic to try and condense the usual swarm of storm clouds he would make to a single dark cloud over the safe to bring down the thunder.
>Climate Control [Thunderstorm] [1d10]

Roll #1 8 = 8



"I said 'USUALLY'," Cutlass says defensively.

"I DID manage to get us through that whole bee ordeal with almost entirely talking."


Alder hops back from below deck, and lets out an excited chirp as he spies Cloud Shear and Ceruelan.

"Ah! You already have that part handled, then. I assume Miss Cerulean filled you in, then?" he asks, hopping back up on to the deck and smiling to the Shark Pony cheerfully. "I opened the chest, by the way! There was some weird lantern in there, along with money."


"Yea all caught up on this little safe here. After one nice bolt that door should spring right off."


Cerulean looks, then looks a little hurt, but mostly mock hurt.
"Aww, you were making a shark tooth necklace and didn't ask me for one? Still pretty nice, though."

"Weird lanturn thing? I wanna see!" She goes over to the chest and picks the lanturn up.
"Oooo, spooky. Cool looking, too. Aww, and you even lit it for me, thank you! How'd you get it to be all blue and spooky, though?"


"Come on, everypony knows you only make necklaces from sharks you have a tussle with. But hey, when I need a few to finish it off, we can have a little spar so I earn them. And thanks, strung it up myself."


"To be honest, I am still surprised that it worked out that way. I can only imagine the retaliation that is going to come our way for it. I have a good sense for these things, you know. We spurned the mafia and swiped the Queens' victory due to their overconficence in the King who abandoned them. The survivors are going to be very, very very mad."

After Cloud conjures some clouds to call down lightning upon the safe, a good deal of smoke and sparks arise from the safe. The door hangs ajar, its hinges and locks slightly melted from the intense heat of the blast. Once it's cooled enough to open safely, you are able to investigate what's inside.

There were a good amount of coins inside, but the lightning blast melted some of them, rendering them unusable for everday purchases, but they can still be smelted down and used for jewelry. There is, in addition, an interesting-looking bone helmet, one that is shaped like the head of a swordfish, with a sharp point coming out of the front of the skull, sturdy and reinforced with steel.


"Eh? It seemed to just be like that when I opened the chest. Perhaps it is some sort of magic?" the griffon asks, looking at it through the eyeglass again.
"Ah… hrm. I-It appears some of the coins have melted." the griffon remarks, looking through to count up what's left for Cerulean. "And… a fish helmet! Miss Cerulean, it is made for you!"


>forgot to add

>320 Bits inside are still good, the rest have been melted due to the impact of the lightning bolt


Cloud chuckles awkwardly as the safe smokes and some of the coins are melted. While he likes to show off, he feels bad at ruining some of the loot.
"Eheheh…. Sorry about that Cerulean. Might've gone a little overboard there."
Cloud apologizes.



Cutlass laughs. "I'm quite used to having everyone mad at me. Surely, you don't think such a thing concerns a pirate?"


Cerulean just waves it off.
"Ehh, it was just coins. I still have a whole bunch more somehow, and some of it is still good." Hearing Alder, she looks at the fish helmet, scratching her head a bit.
"Huh, yeah its those pointy guys. Almost got my eye poked by one I was trying to eat once. Totally worth it though," she says with a rub of her stomach. Feeling a little curious, she decides to try the helmet on, slightly wondering what it would be like to have a long, pointy nose.


"Perhaps try swinging the lantern around? Maybe it does something… and, the helmet looks rather nice! If nothing else, it seems well-reinforced."

"It could not really be helped- you did a better job than I could have!"


"Hey, good idea!" She gives the lantern a swing once she's done fiddling with the helmet, adding her own spooky sound effects as she moves around around.


Bent Scales comes over and takes a look at the safe and the melted coins. "Doesn't look too bad. Plenty of towns have places where you can melt down old slag and have it made into something else. Old weapons you don't want anymore, damaged treasure, stolen jewelry you don't want people to recognize, and so on. Smithies tend to offer that service for a small fee, so just keep an eye out for one when we get to the next island."

Unlike many of the other objects recovered from the Lilliput, the helmet doesn't immediately seem to be magical in nature. Rather, it just looks badass, and intimidating. The lantern, on the other hand, appears to have some kind of magic inherent in it.

"It will be a concern for a pirate who intends to talk her way through things. Word travels fast, and I doubt the mobility of the islands will prevent people from hearing about what happened. Hell, the newspapers had a story on the attack, even though it took place late at night. If your reputation gets too sour, we'll have a lot more battles on our hooves than we can handle. I trust your judgment on this. Talk or fight, I shall follow your lead… but I shall spare who I shall spare. this is the one dimension in which you must indulge me, captain."



"I'm sure you could've done just as good a job Alder. But yea, I am pretty great."

"Cool then. Probably could still sell those melted bits anyways too."
As Cerulean puts on the helmet, Cloud takes a step back to avoid his own eye getting poked out.
"Give me a heads up when you got that on, by the way."


"Or make something of them, if you had the desire. I would not know how to, though."


"I'll try, but I have no clue how you're suppose to swim with this thing in the way," she replies, looking a bit cross-eyed as she tries to look at the sword part jutting out.


"Maybe Etch might have something. The guy is pretty knowledgeable about this stuff."

"It'll stop you from ramming into things at least."
Cloud says simply as Cerulean goes cross-eyed.


"I don't do that all that often though, do I? I mean, aside from on purpose to bite somebody, but other than that I mean. Oh yeah…this could get in the way of me biting stuff, won't it?"


"Not that I've seen, but it could be a plus."
Cloud says with a shrug.
"Nah. Hey, actually, it might help with that. You could use it to skewer things up like a shishkebab."


"It might, yes. That could be rather… difficult? Hrm… well, perhaps you should give it a test-run, see how it does?" he offers, looking for something to bite.

"Perhaps, yes!"


"Oh yeah! Those things! It'd be like having a fancy snack, then. Now I really wanna give this a try next time I go fishing without a pole."

"I think Cloud might be onto something. All I'll have to do is just take the helmet off afterward. And it's even on the perfect thing to spin over a fire," she says, using a hoof to make the rotating motion of someone cooking meat on a spit roast.


Alder snickers a little bit, and offers a bit of a nod in agreement. "I suppose you could, Miss Cerulean. From what I could tell with this… little spyglass, it does not have any magic to it. The lantern does, though. Regardless, you made some really good finds!"


"You won't even need to fish. You can just ram it right through them without stopping!"


"And then, it can go straight to cooking!"


"Woah…I'm gonna have to start practicing with this as soon as I can! I can already taste the next big meal."

"And I couldn't have gotten it open without you two," she says and brings them both in for a big squeeze, "well, I could've, but I don't think it'd be as intact as it is right now."


Alder squawks a little bit as he's squeezed into a big hug, and wriggles slightly before returning the hug and chirping out "It was kind of fun! Having it be a team effort."


"Glad to help."
Cloud says before being pulled into a squeeze.
"Oof, easy now. Still a little tender from those other sharks."


"Yeah, right?!"

"Oh! Sorry, got a little excited again," she says and lets the two go.


"No need to apologize, r-really. I am glad we could help." the griffon says, wobbling a little bit


Cloud stretches his back after he's freed.
"No worries. Just need to get my strength back after that tussle."

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