MLPFEMTORPG -- From a great height

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Last time on Pirates...

https://arch.b4k.co/mlp/thread/30507971/#30509547

>Cloud 2/5 (5/5)
>Alder 1/5 (5/5)
>Cutlass 5/5 (5/5)
>Rin 2/5 (7/5)
>Cerulean 8/6 (8/6)
>HHS 0/4 (9/6)

The party had finally made it to the Ribcage amid the disgruntled rumblings of Bee Holder's former first mates. Its appearance exceeded all the descriptors that the crew had heard so far; towers of bone and coral stabbed out of the water like skyscrapers, while low red clouds hung ominously over it, spindling into the sky like overflowing magma from a volcano. A momentary opening in the coral walls provided them entrance, but everything from the currents to the mist started fighting them once they had entered.

Cutlass, meanwhile, had become a prisoner in a brig on an island apparently owned by the Gates of Justice. She met up with Capt. Plague of the Fruitflies, where the two discussed the possibility of an escape. The two were also aware of a shimmering light around a few of the guards, reminiscent of that around Balalaika.

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>>30549347
Another tendril of mist strikes Scales in the head, animating her body beyond her control with tiny flames. She stabs HHS in the side with her tail.
>HHS 0/4
"Oh, shit! What the!? I didn't do-- sorry, guy!" she apologizes, muscles straining as she grabs hold of the wheel again. [1d10+1: 2 + 1 = 3]

At that moment, Cloud disperses some of the mist with a beam of sunlight, clearing the way ahead. The ghostly tendrils fly out of the boards as they are exposed to the sunlight, and they recede back into the mist; apparently they are vulnerable to light. In turn, this exposes your attacker: a floating, lanky unicorn with slit eyes, pale tan skin, a light maroon jester's outfit and a slick-back white mane. In his right hoof he holds an hourglass, and in the left, he's juggling an assortment of dice that are covered with ghostly flames. "Oh, bother," he grunts as the sunlight appears and weakens his ghosts. "That's no fun. This is a bit of a boring fight anyway, too conventional. Let's get something exciting going here, why don't we?"

He spins several of the dice in his hoof, and as he does so, the environment behind him-- coral, water and all, becomes murky and distant, twisting and turning as his dice do.

>>30549348
Plague chews his food and thoughtfully squints at you. "Well, you're joining my crew, but we're gonna need to workshop this whole captain thing. You can be junior vice deputy captain."

All too soon, your dinner ends when a guard bangs on another gong. The other peons start to rouse the chain-gangs from their tables and corral them out of the mess hall. Plague glances around. "You might need to see an orthodontist, because I see a whole lot of crew all around us. With a prison population this big, there's got to be the formulations of an escape plan going on already. We just need to lead them."

>>30549510
"We're just getting one weirdo after the next out here."
Cloud mutters as his sunlight exposes the unicorn.
"Alright bud, time for you to buzz of this ship!"
He shouts, eyes glowing as he attempts to bind the unicorn so he can't spin his dice anymore.
>Earthen Grasp [1d10+1]

>>30549510
"Exciting huh... Then why don't I go ahead and roll your bones!" Rin shouts, her ghostly hand extending out to swipe away the dice to steal for herself.

>Wenches&Mead: Steal bones for own use
[1d10+2]

She then swiftly swings in as she attempts to steal the ghostly unicorn, seeing if her unique blades can cut him.

>Slice n' Dice
[1d10]

>>30549510
Alder hisses angrily as he sees the source of the problem, pulling out his bow and getting a bit of distance off the ground before taking a shot at the ghostly unicorn.
>Flight: Automatic
>Shortbow: [d10+1]
"P-Please, hold on, Mister Heavyhoof! I'll get you soon!"

>>30549544
[1d10+1]

>>30549510

Cutlass stares at Plague for a moment before she is forced away by her gang.

"I'll be sure to let you know what I find," Cutlass says as she stands up and goes with the rest of her group.

>>30549510
"I've had enough excitement, thank you. I got bigger fish to gnaw on than you," Cerulean calls out, rushing and leaping at the dice-rolling jester to give him a powerful tail slap.

>Slam, Ranged, DC -1, +1, Crits 8+
[1d10+1]

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>>30549554
The vine binds the unicorn, causing the dice to fall onto the ship. As Rin tries to grab one, the unicorn tugs against the vine and kicks one die into her head, dazing her. A ghostly flame surrounds her arms, and her swing connects with Alder and Cerulean's flesh. "Oh, forgive me, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the Pattern Juggler. I have a problem with jumping into a fray too early. How's everyone doing this morning? Have I made your entrance sufficiently grand? Only a spectacle of chaos can serve as a proper opening ceremony for a place such as this."
>Rin 0/4
>Alder 0/4

The dice settle on a 5, 3 and a 4, but the Juggler frowns and kicks the last die, moving it to a 2. "Ahahaha, the dice have spoken!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UYhSNLVGN8

He clears his throat and begins to narrate: "The area swirls in a sickening stew of bright colors and overwhelmingly sweet scents, like a burning candy shop that's next to a discount paint store!"

The area begins to morph in accordance with his narration.

>>30549557
The guards take you northeast, to another five-tiered tower. Inside, it's a musty and dirty complex of prison cells with little ventilation and no plumbing to be seen. They take you one floor up, to the fourth floor, and a team of guards unlocks each prisoner in the chain and individually hauls them into their cells.

As the guards come to you, they are stopped when a very high female voice shrieks, "HAAALT!"

Down the hall comes a haughty-looking mare, blue with a white mane, in a nice sundress. She does not walk on her hooves, but on her hair, which is put into two twintails and is functioning as a set of legs. They're shimmering as well. "You! What is your name, maggot?"

>>30549656
>Cerulean 6/6

>>30549656

"Well, it's NOT Maggot!" Cutlass objects to the way she is addressed. "My name is Cutlass."

>>30549656
Alder yelps from the spooky spectral swing, and flails a little on the ground. He takes a few deep breaths, before trying to pick himself up off the deck. As he does so, he warks "Ch...C-Cheatin'. You moved the dice."
>Recovery: [1d10]

>>30549656
"Augh!" Rin shouts suddenly as she's dazed, causing her to rest on one of the railings of the ship for a moment to regain herself. "When I get me bearings I'm going to break yours!"

While Rin recovers, she tries picking up the dice thrown at her head.

>Recovery
[1d10]

>>30549656
Seeing the odd unicorn bound by the vines, and her animalistic curiosity overriding her danger instinct slightly, Cerulean goes over to the dice and gingerly bumps her nose against them to make them roll again.

>>30549656
Huffing to catch his breaths, "We'll be fine boys, just gotta, quit all dis whinin' oer nuthin alrite!"

Recovery [1d10]

>>30549656
"So you're some welcoming party, eh? Never been a fan of those, wastes time when you just want to get somewhere."
Cloud glances down as Pattern kicks the last die.
"Looks about right, never met a dice man that could play fair."
Cloud's eyes glow as he stirs up the wind, blowing at the dice to try and reroll them and aiming for that 4 result.
>Climate Control [Wind on Dice] [1d10+1]

>>30549684
"Then how come you look so much like one! Cutlass!? You don't look like a sword at all!" the mare objects. "Anyway! I have orders to take you to a comfy special cell! What a gal like you has done to earn it, I don't know! But I'm taking you, so that's that, and you'll have a fun time there!"

The guards unlock you and forcibly drag you up another level. They and the mare escort you to a cell near the middle of the floor. Inside, you see Capt. Plague, as well as a male dachshund diamond dog and a young female giraffe. The cell is indeed more luxurious than the others; for one, it's actually clean, and has a rug in the center, and cushions on the padded benches.

"ENJOY! I hope you have a nice time!" the mare shouts, before slamming the cell and storming off.

>>30549690
"I didn't cheat-- I tugged on the curtain cord that is Fate to engender a more fantastic outcome! That's entertainment, my friend."

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>>30549835
"I appreciate your participation, but they answer only to me and my magic. Trust me, people have tried that one before."

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>>30549690
While Rin starts bleeding out of her injury, the Juggler continues his eccentric narrations: "Oh, alas, not too fast! The crew was captivated by the colorful display as it settled into a more comprehensive form. Auroras settled over the waters as the air was chopped by chilly winds! The water guzzled below, and all around them, geysers burst into the sky! But worst of all... the dashing Juggler had one more trick up his sleeve, you see! Now entranced, their shadows began to dance!"

The world around you shifts to match his descriptions. The coral walls vanish as colorful auroras swirl in the air, and patches of the ocean water bubble up and burst into towering geysers, coming dangerously close to the ship.

Beneath you, your shadows start to rise up, and hang ominously behind you.
>Rin 0/3

Alder's shadow throws a potion to the Juggler. [1d10+2] Natural Remedy

>>30549843

Cutlass is so overwhelmed by the situation, she says nothing the whole way.

As the mare stomps off, she looks around at the others in the cell. "Well, SHE'S a joy..." she points over her shoulder with a half-hearted laugh.

"Soooooooooo, what the heck's going on? Why am I here now?"

>>30549702
Rin glances back to the shadows rising up, growling at it as she continues to try and push herself back up to defend herself.

>Recovery
[1d10]

>>30549843
Alder gets up off the dloor, shaking his head a little and groaning softly before looking over towards Rin. He hurries over and pulls out a little vial, and tries spreading it over Rin's wounds! Hopefully he mixed it right!
>>30549867 ... or, nevermind! Seems she had it all on her own!
"H-Hey, quit messing with my shadow! A-And you quit helping him!" he warks, taking a swipe at the shadow with his claws
>Claw Swipe: [1d10]

>>30549843
Cerulean's danger instincts kick in once again as the shadows appear. Especially her own, which she starts to see more as another shark invading her turf/personal space. She lashes out at her shadow, as well as the others around her, with her shark-like teeth.

>Cleave 4 targets
[1d10+1]

>>30549843
"Should've expected that, but let's see if your magic fares better than your dice."
Cloud retorts, attempting to calm the waters and bring down the geysers.
>Climate Control [Calm Seas] [1d10+1]

>>30549843

"Its fine, we're all fine, keep awn navigaytin' scales, I'll be back at the helm in no time!"

>Recovery [1d10]

>>30549861
"That's what I want to know," the dachshund says. "This was my personal private cell before they brought all of you in!"
"Don't tell Schnitzel here anything about yourselves," the giraffe says. "He'd snitch you out for a five-minute break."
"That's not UN-true, Ossie," Schnitzel says. "But I don't have any reason to do so right now. Not unless you give me one."
"Anyway, I know why you were brought here," Ossie continues. "You've got the Glow."
"The who what now?" Plague asks.

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Rin and HHS recover (7/3) / (9/4) respectively, before Alder's Shadow reaches down and claws the real Alder across the face. (3/4)
Cerulean then goes on a rampage, digging into each of the shadows. The water underneath starts to bubble, but Cloud calms them before a geyser can erupt underneath the ship. Meanwhile, the Juggler slips out of the kelp monster's grip with the help of the potion's liquid.

Rin's Shadow extends a hand toward Cloud. [1d10+2] Wenches and Mead to steal some of his health
Cerulean's Shadow retaliates furiously against Cerulean and Alder. [1d10+2] Cleave 2
HHS's Shadow tries to shove Rin into the ocean. [1d10+2] Slam

>>30549960

"That shiny appearance around some people in the prison? What? Are they threatened by us?" Cutlass asks with a dismissive shrug.

However, her demeanor quickly lightens up. "They ARE threatened by us, aren't they?" she says, her mind quickly working. "Do any of you know how it works? Can we use it against them?"

>>30549960
Alder screeches like a parakeet and grabs at his face before hissing a little at the shadow that did it. He blinks once or twice as he sees the Sharkpony shadow lunge at him and Cerulean, and tries to take a potshot at it! Maybe it'll do something!
>Shortbow: [1d10]

>>30549960
Watching her own shadow use her own power in a way she never quite thought of, she attempts to repeat it's own gesture by stealing the life energy of the shadow. She even attempts to stab through her shadow as well.

>Wenches & Mead: Steal shadow's wounds.
[1d10+2]
>Slice n' Dice
[1d10]

>>30549960
Seeing the other shark still not backing down, Cerulean charges up at its gnashing jaws to give it a hard, dominance-asserting slam of her tail.

>Slam with all the usual fixings
[1d10+1]

>>30549960
"Alright, back up, it'll aaaaaall be okay. Uh, ah guess we don't need to steer nomore, Scales, help wid one a' deez shadows already!."
Spotting his own shadow, Steve goes all in on a charge.

>Slam; Crit 8+ [1d10+1]

>>30549960
"Ha, all your storytelling is nothing."
Cloud gloats as he blocks the geyser, almost not seeing Rin's shadow claw at him. Cloud jumps back, trying to avoid the grasp.
"Whoa hey!"
>Dodge [1d10+1]

He tries to call in some extra help to balance the odds, bringing up more kelp from the depths.
>Earthen Grasp [Minion Summon] [1d10+1]

>>30549987
"I don't know about that," Ossie says. "If they were threatened by us, they wouldn't put us all in one cell, because then we could pool our collective Glows together. Unless, the Glow means that we WOULD be a threat if we were among the general population... not that I know what it's good for to begin with."
"I try not to think too hard about things like that," Plague says. "Anyway, you should join our crew and break out of here with us!"
"Buddy, I've got it MADE in here," Schnitzel says. "Why would I go back out to sea?"

>>30550022
Without even turning around, your shadow backhands you dismissively.
>Rin 4/3
Cerulean's Shadow tail-slaps you next. [1d10+2] Slam

>>30550039
You sock your own shadow in the face and push him off of Rin.

>>30550058
You evade the grab. "Oh, you wanna get critical about it?" the Juggler asks in annoyance. "We've got a Manehattan Times Bestselling author here, everypony! How would you like to read your obituary!? And then Shadow Rin attacked Cloud again!"

Shadow Rin attacks you again. [1d10+1] [1d10+1] [1d10+1]

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>>30549990
Alder shoots his own shadow, nearly causing it to dissipate, before Cerulean's shadow tears into him and Cerulean, opening ugly wounds on the both of them, leaving many teeth embedded afterward.
>Cerulean 0/5
>Alder 0/3

>>30550039
"I am steering, no thanks to you!" Scales shouts back. "I've been TRYING to keep a low profile while--"
"Low profile you say?" the Juggler asks. "Don't mind if I take advantage of that!"
"Now look what you made me do, 'Captain!'" Scales shouts in exasperation.
Alder's shadow shoots at Scales with his bow. [1d10+2]

"Double-time it, everypony! You've got some work to do!" the Juggler decrees. He flips his hourglass upside down.
[1d10+2] Haste

>>30550103
"I'll get plenty critical! You're some low budget street performer who's so bad the street kicked him out to the middle of nowhere!"
Cloud snaps back.
"Betcha can't even handle a little plant with all this little puppets you're making of everything!"
He taunts, having his vine go after the Juggler while he jumps back from the shadow again.
>Dodge [1d10+1]
>Vine Attack [On Juggler] [1d10]

>>30550103
Cerulean flops around a bit to shake off the pain of being bitten so hard. Despite the wounds, she tries to let the sight fuel her on and get back to showing this other shark that she's the one in charge.

>Recovery, DC 4 due to Earthly Affinity
[1d10]

>>30550103
Rin becomes only more furious at how dismissive her own shadow is being, now instead going for her usual flurry of attacks. "DON'T YE IGNORE ME!" Rin shouts.

>Dual
[1d10]
[1d10]
>Slice n' Dice
[1d10]

>>30550103
Alder warks angrily as he gets knocked back down. At least he got the arrow right where he wanted it! He resolves to finish the shadow off, before struggling to squirm out from under Cerulean "C-Cerulean! I-I'll help you!"
>Recovery: [1d10]

>>30550103
"Hey, git offa 'em ya damned feather-brain!"
Moving away from the shadows, Steve takes a deep breath and bellowed at the dark, "Distractio!"

>Word of Power [1d10]

>>30550103

"Because they're treating you like a-" Cutlass begins to say to Schnitzel. "Oh... right..."

Cutlass looks to the others. "So, no one knows what it is? I feel like using that to our advantage is our first step to getting out of here."

"And, if YOU want to be treated like a pet, we can arrange that on our ship," Cutlass says, pointing to Schnitzel.

[1d10] for convincing Schnitzel

>>30550132
You slap the Juggler with your vine, but he remains in the fight.
"Performer?" the Juggler asks, now oddly calm. "Ohohoho, buddy. You have not yet see me begin to perform."
As Rin's shadow cuts you up, the Juggler looks back at your shadow, who at this point has been leaning back without a care.
>Cloud 1/5

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lJ8NY9_i45M
"Cloud's Shadow, being born of the true Cloud's heart, knew well how to harm him," the Juggler narrates. "For this trick, he would have to destroy someone else! What better way to do that than by killing EVERYONE else? Your shadow suddenly stands up. All around the ship, the waves grow far more intense, and the ship starts to rock and creak as the waves buffet it!"

[1d10+2] Climate Control: Summoning a geyser beneath the ship
The Jester throws one of his dice at Scales' head. [1d10+2]

>>30550163
You fail to recover.

>>30550136
Your shadow dances among the blades, striking you more often than she is struck.
>Rin 0/2

>>30550133
Your shadow bites you by the back of the next and flops around on deck, smashing you everywhere.
>Cerulean 0/4

>>30550177
The shadow-arrow vanishes mid-flight.

Your scream is in fact, so loud, that the hourglass the Juggler holds starts to crack. Suddenly, all the shadows freeze.
>Shadows cannot act this turn
"What!?" the Juggler exclaims. "Yes they can! Yes they can, who says they can't act!?"

>>30550182
Schnitzel scratches his head at your logic. "I seriously doubt you have dog treats on your ship."
"Maybe not, but in the Ribcage we'll find some some!" Plague says. "Vice Junior Deputy Capt. Cutlass here even found a map to it!"
Schnitzel and Ossie's jaws drop. "Wait, really!?"

>>30550238
Rin braces herself as she's wounded heavily, taking a moment to try and recover herself from the shock of being wounded again.

>Recovery
[1d10]

>>30550238
Cerulean growls and tries to headbutt her shadow hard enough to make it let go of her.

>Aggressive recovery, DC 4
[1d10]

>>30550238
Cloud looks over as his shadow starts to rile up the ocean and threaten the ship.
"Hey, no one's gonna hurt this ship, or the ponies on it!"
He spits at the Juggler, looking back to his shadow with a little panic. His eyes glow, more intensely as he puts his all into blocking his shadow's magic.
>Climate Control [Calming the Sea] [1d10+1]

"I don't know what your problem is, but if you're going ot try and take us down then I'm making sure you're coming with!"
Cloud says through strained focus as his vine grapples around the Juggler to hold him down on the ship.
>grapple [1d10]

>>30550238
"I-I can do this, I-I swear!"
The griffon clacks his beak once or twice, before blinking "T-The shadows have been halted I think we have a chance!" he remarks, before trying to get back up. It's easier with the sharkpone off, hopefully...
>Recovery! [1d10]

>>30550238
"Uh, ah guess dey're takin a break fer now. Help our boys git back in the fight now, while we got da chance friends!"
Moving to Alder to help, "Come on now, up ya go birdboy, we need those vials a' yours now."

>Recovery [1d10]

>>30550238

Cutlass's eyes immediately dart to Plague with a combination of anger and suspicion. She stares at Plague for a while.

She then quickly turns her head to the rest with a sudden change of demeanor, a proud smile on her face. "That's right! But it's not on me. It was in my hat. They took it."

"Which means all the dog treats we can buy once we find the countless treasures awaiting us!" she adds for Schnitzel to convince him. [1d10]

>>30550279
You push back your shadow and get back up.

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>>30550311
Rin and Alder fail to recover, feeling woozy from blood loss. HHS pulls up Alder and puts his arm over his shoulder.
>In this state, HHS can sacrifice his normal action to allow Alder to act while helpless

Growling, Cerulean's and Rin's shadows go for HHS and Cloud.
[1d10+2] Slam vs HHS
[1d10+1] [1d10+1] Rupture / Slice n Dice vs Cloud
[1d10+2] Alder's shadow uses Nat. Remedy on Juggler

>>30550297
For a few hair-raising moments, you struggle with your own shadow for control of the waters; just a moment before the geyser erupts, you push the water aside, causing it to erupt on either side of the ship in a large blast of water.

Frustrated, your shadow tries to summon a kelp monster of his own. [1d10+2] Earthen Grasp minion

The die hits Scales in the side of the head, and she falls to the ground. As ghostly flames envelop her body, she compulsively ties herself up with rope. "Son of a bitch! Let me go!"

With alarming speed and strength, the Jester jumps down to the ship, and sprints downstairs into the hold.

>>30550324
"It's... not surprising they'd take the hat in that case," Schnitzel says. "But what's with that dress? What do you have in there, and why wouldn't they take it?"
Ossie blinks at Plague, clearly noticing your wary glance. "Are you sure you two know what you're doing?"

>>30550360
Rin continues to try and recover herself.
>Recovery
[1d10]

>>30550372

Cutlass looks down at her dress then to everyone else's attire. She hadn't given it any thought until this moment. "I... don't know..." she says, looking back at her dress.

"I had it enchanted by a genie," she contemplates out loud. "I made it so that it couldn't be stained or damaged and so that it would change size with me. But, I never said anything about it not being able to be taken off..."

Cutlass then looks over to Ossie. "We don't have a full plan yet, no."

>>30550360
"Yer fine featherfriend, get Rin up with those vials or Scales loose with yer bow, up tah you."

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>>30550360
Gnashing her teeth, and clearly angry, Cerulean goes on another rampage with her powerful jaws, making sure to shake the shadows around a bit as she bites into them.

>Cleave 4 targets
[1d10+1]

>>30550360
Cloud slumps slightly after the geyser is diverted, breathing heavily from the strain of the struggle. Cloud looks up to the Juggler, glaring after the trick he tried to pull.
"Now let's deal with you..."
He breathes out as he stands back tall. As the shadows dart towards him, and Juggler runs below decks.
"Oh no you don't!"
He shouts, leaping for the hold entrance, ignoring his giant size and the danger coming at him as he thrusts out his hooves to grab the unicorn.
>Tackle Grab [1d10+1]

His vine minion changes target and lunges at his shadow, wrapping around it and throwing it at RIn's shadow.
>Throw [1d10]

>>30550360
Alder shakes his head a little bit, his vision getting blurrier... before Heavyhoof gives him a helping hoof!
>>30550413
"R-Right! I-I'll see if we can get Rin up, m-maybe turn this around!" he warks out, nervously, rolling a vial her way
>Natural Remedy: [1d10]

>>30550397
"It's actually good that you don't have a full plan," Ossie says with relief. "As long as you have a general idea. Better to not get caught up with being overly committed to a single plan."
"Well, whenever there's a genie involved, you're bound to get more than you asked for," Schnitzel says. "Whatever. I've got to see this map of yours. If they catch me, I'll just sell out someone else and get myself back into the lap of luxury."

>>30550432
>>30550413
>>30550385
Rin is healed. (7/3)

>>30550422
>>30550425
Momentarily, Cloud grabs the Juggler. But, Rin's Shadow slices into Cloud's arm, giving the Juggler enough room to slip out and continue his rapid sprint. "Oh yes I do! Yahahahahaha!" A few of the crew who were below deck try to stop him, but he socks each of them, barreling downward with a trail of unconscious bodies behind him.

>Cloud 0/4
Cloud's Shadow smashes the kelp minion (0/3), then wails on the real Cloud. [1d10+2]

Cerulean spins and crushes the shadows, stunning them again as they start to falter and fade some more.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VxfYuELKug

The Juggler's voice sweetly tumbles upward from down below deck. "Ahaha! The handsome Juggler has made his escape! Not a single one of this crew is a match for his magic, aura or deadly good looks! And I do mean deadly! Oh dear, I can't believe they've left one of their cannons unattended like this... and now it's loaded! What a disaster!

He cackles as his narration gets more frantic. "Just as the ocean outside whips itself into an absolute frenzy! The auroras fall into the water, turning it all into an oily mess! The waters are beyond control now! It's getting hellish out there! Something's about to give! Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo! Hee-hee-hee!"

>>30550495
Cloud tries his best to hold onto the Juggler, but the deep cut forces his hoof to pull away reflexively.
"Y-You're not getting away that easily."
Cloud grumbles, trying to push through the pain.
>Recover [1d10+1]

>>30550495
>>30550518
His kelp vine also tries to rise back up.
>Recover [1d10]

>>30550495
Alder smiles a little to Heavyhoof, before trying to force himself to all fours "T-Thank you for the help, Mister Heavyhoof. I-I should be fine now."
>Recovery: [1d10]

>>30550495
Having put the shadows in their place below her, Cerulean sees something flee below deck. Immediately thinking of a tasty, injured fish, Cerulean makes a mad, predatory dash after the Jester.

>Sprinter roll
[1d10]

>>30550495
>>30550528
Seeing her prey, Cerulean decides to wear it down some more before the feeding frenzy by giving the Jester another hard smack of her tail.
"FOOD!"

>Slam, DC-2, +1, crits 8+
[1d10+1]

>>30550495
>>30550432
Rin snatches up the vial, chugging it down before using the sudden invigorating boost to launch herself at her shadow to try and cut it to the ground. "Just the little pick me up that I needed!"

>Rupture
[1d10]
>Slice n' Dice
[1d10]

>>30550495
"Jist take et easy now feller, ain't no shadow finna be the end uv us yet."
With Alder off his shoulder, Steve goes to help Scales.
To the crew,
"Whats someone like that want with one ugleh cannon? We gots tah get this over with soon or I don't think gettin tah the ribcage is gonna be our biggest concern."

>Recovery [1d10]

>>30550518
Shadow Cloud dives and punches your stomach, but you shove him off and get back up. (5/3)

Meanwhile your kelp minion slips into the water.

>>30550525
You get back up. (5/3)

>>30550553
You destroy your shadow, and it falls back down underneath you.

>>30550549
As you chase him down, you run past multiple unconscious, badly beaten members of the Beesting on the lower levels, beaten into a pulp by the surprisingly strong jester. You barely catch up to the Juggler. He's made it to the bottommost deck, and he's armed a cannon. He's on the verge of lighting it, and it's pointed straight at the floor. He catches the strike on his forearm, then throws you back with a telekinetic blast. [1d10+2]

>>30550555
The bonds around Scales are much too tight. "Forget that, forget me! Just steer, for the love of the Dragon Lands, just steer!"

The boat rocks and starts to tip as it's battered by the waves, and you can see that it's drifting dangerously toward some rocks in the water. The colorful sky starts to falter, and you see that the Juggler's illusory world is starting to fall apart.
>roll to keep the ship steady

>>30550495

Cutlass looks at Schnitzel with a raised eyebrow. "Does that mean you have a way to get to our belongings?"

>>30550581
"Rest of ye handle these shadows! Now that I got mine, I'm going to be hunting that jester and beat him silly!" Rin says, before running after the Jester below deck as she attempts to slip into the shadows.

>Stealth
[1d10]

>>30550581
Cloud get's up, ready to run down below decks. But after the punch his shadow gave him, and a few others having ran down after him already, Cloud turns to his shadow. Not letting it have the chance to attack the ship again, Cloud pulls back a hoof and gives his shadow a haymaker right in the muzzle.
>Punch [1d10+1]

Meanwhile, his vine tries to get a hold of itself in the water.
>Recover [1d10]

>>30550588
"Yes. No. Well, possibly. I can get us into Schwartzwelt's tower... theoretically. He runs this joint, and all the loot they take off the prisoners goes to his office. But to get there, we'd have to do something real big... actually, how would you go about this? How would you get into a head guard's tower?"

>>30550581
Continuing the show of brute force, Cerulean opts to muscle through the telekinesis and then use her powerful jaws to grab the cannon and swing it around, either to get him to let go or be slammed between the cannon and the ship's hull walls.

>RAWR
[1d10]

>>30550581
"Well then gimme that hat!"
Steve snatches the Northern helm from Scales and gets onto the wheel.
"Alder, see if you can't find time tah get Scales outta these ropes now."

>Navigation [1d10+2]

>>30550609

"Obviously, the easiest way would be to have the Head Guard... 'invite' me there," Cutlass contemplates. "We could either do something bad enough to get us taken there. Or, we could find a good enough reason that he'd want to talk to us."

"The first one sounds more feasible..." Cutlass contemplates. "But, it also seems like it's dense with possible flaws. The latter option seems like it would go more smoothly, but I haven't the foggiest what he'd want to talk to us about."

>>30550581
Alder hums a little bit, before getting an idea! He stows his vials, and goes over to claw at the rope binding Bent Scales!
>Help Out! [1d10]

>>30550604
You punch your shadow so hard that it dissolves and falls back beneath you.

Your vine recovers.

>>30550706
You free Scales from her ropes. "Finally! The wheel, get the wheel!"

>>30550610
>>30550631
>>30550603
The Juggler lights the cannon's wick and tries to press it further into the ground. But, in the nick of time, Cerulean shoves the cannon up and to the right, causing it to fire at an angle through the ship's side. Some water leaks in due to the splashing of the waves, but it's nothing compared to the flow it would've taken on if it had shot through the floor.

However, the rumble is enough to nearly knock the ship over, as with a mighty creak, the ship starts to fall to one side, fighting against his control.
>Rin is stealthed
>HHS roll 3 navigation rolls (Alder can help)
>everyone else roll 3 times to keep yourselves steady

"Yes! What a wonderful performance you've given me!" the Juggler declares. "Beautiful! You're all a wonderful crowd and a set of actors!"

Then the ship creaks again and he nearly falls over. "Weeeellll, time to hit the ol' magic trail, actually..."

He holds up his three dice and presses them against himself, causing his body to alight with ghostly flame and turn transparent.

>>30550660
"I can think of a lot of things he'd like to talk to you about," Plague laughs.
"Hmm... we'd have to probably kill someone in that first scenario," Ossie says. "But I know that they'd be just as interested in the Ribcage as any pirate."
"I guess, but we'd be playing our hand too early," Schnitzel adds. "I do have one option... there's a guy I could snitch on, a drug dealer in the prison yard. But we'd need a little proof to back up our claim. And besides, I still want to keep that as a trump card in case I get in trouble later."

>>30550722
"Relax I gaw-"
The rumble of the ship nearly causes Steve to fall off the wheel,
"By tha' balance! What in the hell was that!? Scales, get over here and help me with this wouldja!?"

>Navigation [1d10+2]

>>30550753
2 3
>[1d10+2]
>[1d10+2]

>>30550722
"Wow, that was easier than I thought. Guess I'm used to seeing stronger shadows around."
Cloud says as his shadows falls and returns to to normal.

As the ship creaks and tilts, Cloud looks back down into the hold, wondering what's happening down there. But with the ship leaning like this after all that damage, he'll have to act quick. Cloud jumps off the edge of the ship, swimming down under it as he tries to help hold it steady from below aided by his giant size.
>Support Ship [1d10+1]

His vine, having recovered, climbs up to the new hole made by the cannon. It coils up and plugs itself in to block the flow of water.
>Plug Hole [1d10]

>>30550722

"I like the snitching angle," Cutlass says with a nod. "I can find the evidence if you point me in the right direction."

"And, how about this," Cutlass offers to Schnitzel. "I can be the one to do the thievery while you do the snitching. That way, there's almost no way it can be traced back to you. And, even if it does, you can just snitch on me. Tell them I coerced you into bringing me along. So, you'll still have a trump card."

[1d10] for convincing

"And, if none of this sounds good, we can always go with whatever Plague has in mind," she adds, looking to Plague. "What did you mean, you can think of something he'd want to talk to me about?"

>>30550722
Cerulean flashes a grin at the Jester, showing off her teeth that still look pristine, even after the had a death grip on the cannon. She looks about to leap at him, but then the rocking of the ship causes her to lose her footing and brace rather than jump.
"Coward!"
[1d10]
[1d10]
[1d10]

"Your magic won't save you from me next time, chummer! Next time we meet, I won't waste time on your appetizers next time!"
She gnashes her teeth where he was, tail slapping against the ground angrily.

>>30550722
Alder hisses angrily at the Juggler, puffing up to spit out some kind of insult- but, the ship whole distracts him. The biting comment dies in his throat, and instead he lets out a stammered "S-See you later, t-then." and rushes off to plug the hole!
>Plug the Hole! [1d10]

>>30550764
>>30550722
>[1d10+1]
>[1d10+1]
>[1d10+1]

>>30550816
[1d10]
[1d10]

>>30550722
Rin attempts to take one last blind ditch effort to steal his dice away before he can slip away completely.

>Wenches & Mead: Steal dice
[1d10+2]

>>30550722
[1d10]
[1d10]
[1d10]

>>30550767
Plague's eyes bulge open. "You... by golly, you're too pure for this world. Never mind, don't mind me."
"Riiiight..." Schnitzel says. "That's fine, but that's not the problem. The problem is that this guy, Godot, does not leave any physical evidence whatsoever. Godot operates completely solo, so not only does he distribute the drugs, he also makes it himself. But I don't know how he possibly could. See, the ships and prisoners are all inspected from tip to tail when they get here. So, if he tried to smuggle it in, he would've been caught. This means that either someone in the prison staff is in on it, and helping him, or he's somehow making it himself out of stuff from the island. I don't think it's the former, because he doesn't get any special privileges, like I do. But how would he be making it himself? He's a griffon, and can't use any magic as far as I know."

>>30550802
"Well, please come see my performance on Kaco Island. I'll be happy to give you an autograph, without a fight, there; the guy who was SUPPOSED to attack your ship was out on vacation today."

He hands you a 20% off coupon for a circus performance in Port Ale of Kaco Island, then slips out through the hole in the ship before Alder and Cloud fly down to plug it up.

>>30550856
You steal one single die before he vanishes.

>>30550816
>>30550838
>>30550835
>>30550802
>>30550761
The waves toss and crush the ship, to and fro, sending everyone below deck against the walls and floor as debris flies about. Scales grabs hold of HHS and Alder, while Cloud barely holds on through his vine. Below, the Beesting's crew members drag their unconscious comrades toward the bottom of the ship, and grab hold of Cerulean and Rin, effectively holding everyone together by a knot of bodies. You sustain heavy injuries, nonetheless...
>Cloud 5/1
>Alder 5/2
>Rin 7/2
>Cerulean 8/3

There's a heavy thunk, and a halt of movement. It appears that the ship has landed in the middle of the ocean. But, as the Pattern Juggler's illusory world falls apart, a mysterious island fades into view, aroar with the mysterious and wild sounds of creatures you've never before encountered...

>paused

Agh