EVENT #04: SEA MONSTER HUNT AND FEASTING

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EVENT #04: THE GREAT SEA HUNT

With sharpened blades and loaded rifles, the Corsairs fan out across the Eternal Ocean. The Great Sea Hunt has begun once again. As the seas froth angrily from the horde of sea monsters, Corsair ships cut a path through. As the din of battle erupts across the Ocean, the Vault is undergoing heavy activity as other Corsairs begin preparing their grand feast.With the defeat of an Imperial Legion in their belts, all Corsairs are eager to make this hunt and this feast one to remember.

There will be open logs for each major category, as well as a wild card option for players to make their own. While these logs are roughly broken into roles, characters are free to tag in and out of whichever posts suit their fancy. The missions from planning and descriptions are repeated here for convenience:

MISSIONS

Monster Investigation: Characters will investigate where sea monsters are gathering for easier and more efficient culling.
Open to: Infiltrators
Hunt Monsters: Characters will go out on ships, and cull the raging sea monsters in the Eternal Ocean
Open to: Combatants
Prepare for the Parties: Characters will need to arrange and organize for the post-hunt celebration. There will be parties held in all major Corsair cities.
Open to: Negotiators
Provide for the Parties: Characters will need to prepare food, drink, and accomodations for the post-hunt celebration. There will be parties held in all major Corsair cities.
Open to: Suppliers

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[spacetogrow]

Once Donnie is clear, Ilphyl drops their wild shape, and manages to get helped back into the boat, and into enough towels to at least dry off their skin and start getting warm

They dropped the spell they had been using to give themselves resistance to the cold, and hunkered down. "i forgot my hair would be wet after this." Between that and their ears, it was hard to resist the urge to just bury their head in blankets and towels. Or just immediately get into someone else's personal space in the name of an extra source of heat.

[purplexing]

Another towel would be forthcoming once Ilphyl is back in the boat. Donnie eventually lifts his head although he regrets the chill that slips in as his towel slips from over his face.

"I'm s-surprised nothing else is," he says as he glances over at them. He's still very much wet and while he knows he should probably dry himself off he doesn't feel like moving just yet. Which is bad, he knows. He needs to go where it's warmer before he starts feeling drowsy.

"Watch that area," he informs one of the Corsairs hanging about, the one that'd probably given them the towels. Slowly Donnie tries to get to his feet, pulling the towel closer although it still does nothing for his now exposed legs. He shivers, curling his toes in.

"C-currents are warmer there, probably intersecting so it's drawing all the f-f-fish." And more fish means more beasties.

[spacetogrow]

THe first towel immediately goes to remove moisture from Ilphyl's hair, and pull it up off their neck and back. The second one can be used to dry off and swapped for something to act as a covering. "You need to get inside first. So do I." Because the towels can't do much for bare feet.

[purplexing]

"N-no arguments there," Donnie replies, sucking in a sharp breath between his teeth. He hadn't been planning on staying out here anyway, just needed to relay the information they'd found. Already he feels sluggish, but the promise of warmth helps him start towards the cabin.

"I sure hope there's coffee..."

[spacetogrow]

"At this point, I don't care what there is, as long as it's warm. DO you need to lean on me to make it?"

At some point, Ilphyl needs to retrieve their actual clothing, but getting warm is the bigger priority.

[purplexing]

Donnie considers that before doubling down. "Coffee." He'll take anything else after that, but sometimes you just gotta have your coffee.

"Think I'll be okay," he says, just trying to focus on putting his feet where they need to go. Hopefully someone will bring his jacket, but that's a distant thought as he heads inside. They've done their part so all they need to do now is thaw out and settle in.

Wrap up here or want to have some conversation?

[spacetogrow]

Ilphyl is happy to head inside, cocoon themselves in blankets and towels like a particularly odd caterpillar, and only leave a hand free to hold a mug.

"Next time we do that, we need to work on the 'staying warm' thing. Especially for you. I was fine as long as I was in whale shape."

We can have them chat a bit if you want!

[purplexing]

Donnie huddles under a blanket, practically curled around a mug of coffee.

"It's better once your deep enough," he says. "Any time we were too close to or breaking the surface is when it was bad." He sips at his drink. "I don't plan to do this sort of thing once winter really sets in though."

Re: We can have them chat a bit if you want!

[spacetogrow]

"Good. It's pretty cool that you can do it at all without magic though," Ilphyl said. "Hopefully, the winter weather means the Empire will focus on something other than Flotsam."

[purplexing]

"I figure it's a natural thing for me. But then the urge to shut down when things get too cold is there too, and it's kind of annoying." Donnie inhales the scent of coffee wafting up from the mug. Ah, delicious coffee.

"Wonder how Turtlekin actually function during the winter..."

The only others he's been around are his brothers, and they'd been raised by a non-turtlekin, so he genuinely has no idea.

"Mmf. The Empire's more inclined to their own celebrations and staying cozy and warm. But I wouldn't bring down our guard completely. We did make them look pretty bad, those last battles. They have their pride."

[spacetogrow]

"I've only heard of the ones from my world living down in Chult. It's tropical there." Ilphyl volunteered. "So you're the first one I've met."

[purplexing]

Donnie takes another long pull from his mug, sighing wistfully. "Tropical sounds lovely..." Better than freezing.

"Well, I've never met any outside of my brothers so..." He shrugs. "What's your world like?"

[spacetogrow]

"Big. Like, it could be because I've traveled a lot, but it feels like I would still be discovering new things and people even if I spent my entire lifetime wandering."

[purplexing]

The turtlekin breathes a laugh. "I'd figure any world would seem big. I wonder if it's possible to see everything there is out there. Things are constantly changing too, aren't they? So even a place you've been to before could have something new later on."

[spacetogrow]

"Exactly. Even if I focus only on the animals and plants, people act like those don't change, but they do. And places with people change all the times."

[purplexing]

"Change can be scary. So...maybe they don't want to acknowledge that things change so much. Or maybe it's such a part of normal things by now that they don't see it as change unless it's drastic," Donnie suggests.

"I think it's like that here too. The Empire doesn't want their way of life to change, but the Corsairs have dared to see that things can be better and different... And now the Empire's starting to see how much of a threat that is to what they know."

[spacetogrow]

"And people often need an idea for change to work. I imagine the serfs here look at the stuff the Empire brings in outlanders to do, and thinks 'I'm glad that's not me' rather than 'why should it be anyone?'."

[purplexing]

Donnie frowns, but he nods over his mug. "Unfortunately... Kind of awful that way, but I don't think you're wrong there. I doubt we'll ever be able to change everyone's mind, but maybe seeing so many people willing to fight against the Empire will make them reconsider how they've been looking at things."

[spacetogrow]

"And... if there's enough people, the Empire can't punish everyone or they won't have people to do their work. It's a sort of tipping point."

[purplexing]

"Sounds simple when you put it that way," the turtlekin muses. "Real change can't be one-sided though. One slip and old-fashioned Imperials will dig their heels in to keep things the way they've gotten used to." He looks down at his coffee, sighing.

"I wish we didn't have to always resort to force for things, but it seems like the only way anyone will start to pay attention..."

[spacetogrow]

"It's not," Ilphyl said. "Which is why it's like... juggling. You need to think about where all the balls are, rather than focus on one."

[purplexing]

Donnie blinks. "Juggling..?" Not the allusion he would have ever thought of, but then the turtlekin has never tried to juggle. "I...guess that's true. There's a lot of moving parts to things. The Empire isn't a completely well-oiled machine but for a while all we've been doing is throwing a wrench into random gears as opportunity's presented itself. Flotsam put us on the defensive, but if we're going to have any effect, we'll have to go on the offense and aim big."

[spacetogrow]

"Well, I'm trying not to use as many nature analogies as I normally do," Ilphyl said. "But yeah... we don't want anyone in the Empire willing to throw everything at us again, but we don't want them to be able to just rebuild. Or for people who don't like the status quo to decide they hate us worse."

[purplexing]

It sounds like one thing just leads to another. Donnie sinks beneath his blanket. "That sounds more like a balancing act than juggling," he mumbles. Peering into his mug, he drains the last of the coffee before putting the effort into getting up.

"I'm going to get a headache thinking about this now. Need more coffee...."

[spacetogrow]

"I'm good for hot drinks for now," Ilphyl said.