Champions of Bhumant

Captain's Log - Supplemental
Stardate 2.1

We awoke the second day of my command to discover a beached skiff with a small hole in the hull and no sails, but otherwise in good shape. Remembering that the ship’s carpenter and the wood & sails needed to restore the skiff were only a few hours walk back to the wreck, I put DJ in charge of a small team to retrieve the resources. He took Henry the harpooner, his “bodyguard” & 5 other men. Tosas & I remained with the skiff and the balance of the crew resting for the tasks before us and hoping to gather some more fish to supplement the rations.

I heard some movement and motioned for the crew to be ready to fight. Next thing I knew I woke up in shackles. WTF!!! How could this happen again?? You’ve got to be kidding me.

I was chained to some kind of stone pillar in a line that included all the men from the skiff and those we had left with the wreckage. We seemed to be between a stone temple and a massive bubbling pool of blood. Our captors were large red men covered in hair bearing clubs and the one in charge was chanting and periodically threw one of the bound men into the pool. They would scream and be engulfed completely. The line of men was disappearing way too fast.

None of us seemed to have any luck freeing ourselves and the situation was bleak. Then, from out of the forest DJ charged in bone sword held high. His whole team followed and engaged the enemy. I could do nothing but watch. He beheaded one of the creatures and sent an icicle into the leader, clearly doing a serious injury. But he was hit from behind by one of the enemy as he ran past. The leader threw another man into the pool which bubbled more quickly. Tosas managed to break free and joined the fight. From the pool emerged a giant monkey creature. Tosas killed the leader and the creature dissipated, thank the gods.

I finally got free in time to help clean up the few remaining enemy. We found our gear along with some huts, but most of the crew was gone. We are down to 10 men. On the bright side, the food will stretch further and we now have shelter and fresh water. We have some time to figure out what we do from here, but will we survive the island? I must put on a brave face for my crew. They look up to me and need my strong leadership more than ever now.

Tosas and the Volcano Temple
Third Session

We woke up after a nights rest and found that there was a skiff visible from where we camped that we didn’t see during the evening hours as the lighting was too bad.
We can tell the skiff is repairable, but the ship carpenter is one of the people that stayed at the ship wreck.
So the Captain sends a small group back for materials and to convince the carpenter to come help fix the skiff.
Soon after they left some strange power affected those of us in the large group and the next I know I am at some sort of temple beside a blood filled pool that seems to be huge, I notice that the group we left at the wreck site and all of those that stayed with the Captain at the skiff including me are bound to pillars beside the pool of blood.
There are several Ugaks with clubs around us and one that has a spear and garbed differently from the rest that is chanting and shoving our men one after the other into the blood pool.
I know that I will only have seconds to fight before I might join the men in the pool, but the Captain is the last in the line of pillars and I am the only one in front of him that I can think of that stands a chance merger as it is of stopping all of us from joining the ones in the blood pool. So I start worrying the bounds that bind me.
Before I break free there is a disturbance from the other side of the pool. There is only five of us left on the pillars at that point.
The away team have found us. DJ charges in with the rest streaming after him he almost seems to be drooling as he charges forward sword in hand hollering at the Ugak Shaman/mage to stop, the Ugak says a word of power and shoves the next in the line into the pool.
Then DJ shoots the shaman with a icicle wounding him severely, at this the groups of ugaks that were around us start charging the group coming in except for three that try to protect the shaman, DJ cuts his way through the ones that got between him and the shaman and charges to the face of the shaman, as he did this I saw blood spray from his back as the club from one of those he charged past slammed him hard.
I break free of my bonds and charge to the other side of the shaman to try to assist DJ in doing so I stun the two Ugaks that are guarding the shaman while dj and the shaman wield magic at each other. Then I see DJ knocked out by a stroke of the guard on the other side of the shaman from me. I mortally wound the shaman and the guard on the side closest to me. About that time a huge monkey that had risen from the blood pool disappears , I guess that it was controlled by the shaman. at this point DJ rejoins the battle and between the Captain, DJ, Henry the few crew that are still alive and I are able to finish of the remaining Ugaks.
We do a quick search and find our gear and more….

Assuming Command of the Damned

After killing the Captain on the ship that held me prisoner, I became the new captain. I initially offered the position of first mate to the Kraken mage DJ who was so vital to our revolution. Tosas asked to be considered for the position and seemed very qualified, mentioning things about being a quartermaster and creating article for ruling the crew. SInce DJ didn’t seem to care either way, I gave the position to Tosas. Henry the harpooner had no desire to be an officer.

The first order of business was to regain control of the ship. It was being driven faster than I thought the ship could go by some mysterious force. The rudder had broken off in the fight, so we couldn’t turn. We tried dragging some old sails in the water behind the ship to slow us down with little effect. Soon a rocky shore came into view. All we could do was brace for impact as the ship broke upon the rocks.

Most of the crew died in the crash. I gathered the survivors and had them scavenge the wreck for food, water, fishing gear & other essentials. We found ourselves on an island made of volcanic rock. There was nothing on the shore but rock, not even birds or sealife. There were several volcanoes and a dense forest in the distance.

We obviously couldn’t survive long in the open with no food, drinkable water or shelter. I discussed with my officers whether we were better off heading directly for the forest or walking along the shoreline and we agreed to stick to the shore.

Some of the survivors who had been prisoners and had no experience at sea wanted to wait for rescue by the wreckage. They seemed to feel strongly and I didn’t need to be burdened with men who couldn’t care for themselves, so I offered to let any who wanted stay and have a share of the provisions & gear. More chose to stay than I expected and they wanted more than their share of the supplies. After DJ shot the most vocal opposition with a bolt of power, a few more came to join my group. We took our rightful share of supplies and walked along the shore until shortly before dusk.

We made camp and tried to get what fish we could to supplement the hard tack. During the night, we heard scratching noises coming closer. We lit two torches and passed out the few weapons we had. DJ and I stayed on the high ground on a large rock, Tosas & Henry moved forward with the torchbearers, the remaining armed sailors right behind.

There was a huge lizard with a yellow back. It was easy enough to kill, but when it dropped two more followed. One of these killed a sailor. We quickly dropped them as well. Looks like we’ll have plenty of lizard to eat for a few days.

DJ: Shipwrecked
My will is law.

Our ship was driven before a mystic wind and ended up crashing upon the Savage shores. some 25% of the crew survived including the three that have managed to make themselves noticed to me. 1) Baxter Seabrook: I will use him as a pawn in my quest to destroy the Sea Hags. My initial thought that he is the prophesied one may have been in error, nonetheless he is a stalwart youth…. 2) Tosas: a Scurillion, which alone makes him useful in a fight. 3) Henry the harpooner who styles himself “The Handsome”. Perhaps he is, I have no concept of male human beauty being partial to the female of the species myself.

the survivors of the beaching "voted’ (a concept I do not understand, those with the power rule, those without follow or die. It was decided that our group would proceed inland whilst the other group stayed by the beach. One of the beach group attempted to take more than what I considered fair and I eliminated the problem and asked if there were any other "leaders’ who wished to challenge our “captain’s” orders. As I suspected, there were none. We proceeded towards the trees and camped for the night. Some lizard like creatures tried to make dinner of us and were turned into a meal for us. More to come…

Tosas the day of the ship wreck.
Second session

Trying every trick I could we still ran aground on the edge of the Savage lands Lots of the people on board of the Ship “The dammed” were killed from the impact or died from their wounds, we pulled what we could from the wreckage and the officers decided to head toward the treeline following along the edge of the water so we could fish and look for fresh water there was a group that didn’t want to leave the wreckage so we voted and those that wanted to stay stayed with their share of what we had already found while the larger group of us headed on the course decided after there was words and some violence killing the main opposing person by the Kraken mage that calls himself DJ.
After a few hours travel we decided to make came and try to find food to extend our rations out.
Shortly after dark we could hear scraping noises coming over the rocks towards us, we prepared the best we could and some of us with torch bearers went forward towards the noise,
There in the dim light we met some large yellow back lizards, I was able to kill one of them and in short order we had killed the other two. We did however lose one sailor in the fight. we also gained a couple extra days food for all of us.
I am setting a watch up so we have warning if others of these savage lands decide to come and test our strength. I have a foreboding that this land is trying to kill us of the Sea Hag’s will.

Tosas Beginning
The Origin and first session

Tosas had a merger beginning I found my self on the beach of an Island close to Braven. from there I found work on a few different ships becoming familiar with navigation and the workings of ships in general, had a good job as 2nd navigator on the ship called The Tusk, we had put into a port at Brigany Bay. There I found a good bit of luck being invited to attend a large party. The party was put on by the ships officers. I had a good time drinking and watching the idiots try to make friends while I chewed up food from the snack table, I guess I eat or drank more than I should have as the next I knew I was at sea attached to an oar, going south east from Brigandy Bay and we were several days out already and going faster than this ship should. A crazy mage Kraken kept mouthing off to the guard apparently over us getting himself beat on by him, somehow he managed to get free of his chains and the human called Baxter Seabrook Together we were able to take the ship with Baxter killing the previous captain becoming the new Captain, soon after the ship was taken the rudder broke. wind driving us rapidly towards the savage lands and possibly the rocks.

Kanaloa (DJ, short for Davy Jones): Pawn of THE PROPHECY

Our race is in decline. It is a sad state of affairs when the once mighty Kraken are reduced to eaking out a living as ships mages. Great Tar Tarris lies slumbering in ruins beneath the waves. My lord Caspian, Captain of the last remaining Great Ship has commanded that all Kraken search out for hints of THE PROPHECY as a way to destroy the Sea Hags and restore our honor. I believe I have found a lead on a part of THE PROPHECY, that portion which states an outsider will destroy the Sea Hags. I followed this child (I later learned his name to be “Baxter”) and watched as he foolishly was captured as he lay in a drunken stupor. My own “capture” was easily arranged by pretending to rob the people responsible for Baxter’s imprisonment. The men beat me unconscious (they will be repaid ten-fold!) and I awoke chained next to Baxter (obvious work of THE PROPHECY). After allowing my overconfidence to earn me another 2 whacks on the head I enlisted Baxter’s help in freeing one tentacle from my shackles (the boy DOES show signs of bravery). With a free tentacle I was easily able to slip my other tentacle out of bondage. I admit a bit of surprise as the blast of water I sent at the overseer who whacked me on the head turned to ice and impaled his brain, but he DID deserve it! I freed Baxter and he took up cutlass to defend me. Offering the slaves a chance at freedom we soon had a few hardy souls including, of all things, a Scurillian! I blew a hole in the wall that the drummer indicated hid some weapons and some of the slaves armed themselves. We swarmed up the ladder and took down the enemy crew members with Baxter landing the killing blow on the Captain. Now he is Captain, surely another step on THE PROPHECY, as is the unnatural wind blowing us somewhere………

How I Became Captain

I woke up with a splitting headache chained to a huge oar. There were several rows of men ahead of me and a strange creature beside me similarly chained. Was this a real live Kraken? There was a chained man on a drum ahead of me and a man behind me bellowed for them to row. When I looked behind me I saw row after row of the same. The bellowing man was large with slanted eyes and a club he used to enforce compliance. The Kraken next to me demanded to be freed, claiming to be a mage. He was swiftly struck in the head by the club and slumped forward.

I applied himself to the oar despite my aching hands and kept my head down. What had happened? Where was I? How had I gotten here? Where was my gear? This is not how adventures go in the tales!
Eventually the Kraken stirred. He no sooner pulled himself upright than he started shouting again for freedom! Another blow to the head quieted him as he slumped unconscious.

The next time he awakened he asked me to help free him! This man was crazy and dangerous. The Kraken was going to get me hurt or killed! I tried to ignore the Kraken, but he kept at it. I didn’t see another way out of this and, damn it I’m not a coward! I glanced around surreptitiously. The guard was walking to the end of the aisle, his back to us. I did what he could to help my neighbor pry one hand free of its manacle.

The Kraken was able to free his other hand and then released me from my bonds as well. The Kraken said he was going to take down the guard and asked if I was with him. I looked for something to use as a weapon and, before I knew it, a stream of water appeared, froze into an icicle and impaled the guard through the head! This guy really was a mage!

I leapt forward and grabbed the downed guard’s cutlass. Two more guards approached. The mage asked me to cover him. Both Guards attacked, but I parried just like in practice and held them off easily.
Another prisoner raced forward and strangled one of the guards with the chain dangling between his manacled wrists. I swiftly dispatched the remaining guard. The smell of disembowelment was awful, but I managed not to vomit or pass out. We were free!

Well, ok we were trapped in the hold with 100 other chained prisoners, the gods only knew where and with however many other guards on the ship. But this room was free of guards. For now.
The prisoners started to free each other. A crab-like creature went over to the ladder and somehow extended its eye up through the door. Gross. The mage started giving orders like he was in charge. The drummer proved to be a wealth of information. He thought our gear was on the other side of the wall behind him and that there were 20 of our captors on the deck above us. I asked the mage if he could break through the wall to our gear and he complied.

The next room was not a hold, but sleeping quarters. Oops. There was only one occupant in the room. The Kraken somehow handled him and began distributing pistols and cutlasses. The crab warned us and hid behind the ladder as another of our captors approached.

The mage asked if anyone had experience with the pistols to shoot the man. I told the group not to use guns since they were too loud and we still had surprise on our side. At my suggestion, we hid the bodies of the other guards among the rowers and resumed our seats, cutlasses at the ready. The man climbed down the ladder and the crab snapped him in half with his claws!

As the rowers and drummer were freed we kept up the drumming and rowing to buy some time. In a few minutes another man started calling down from the deck asking why someone was taking so long bringing up the rum. I looked around for where the rum was with little success, then the drummer pointed me to a storage closet at the back of the room. The closet was divided between huge barrels of rum on one side and gun powder on the other. Luckily they were clearly labeled. I grabbed two bottles of rum and handed them up the ladder, buying a bit more time.

I searched the sleeping quarters and found my bow and quiver. We needed to take out as many of our captors as we could quickly and quietly before they knew wat was happening. I climbed to the deck from the sleeping quarters with the mage right behind me. The mage shot 3 streams of water at the nearest men killing them and I took 1 with the bow.

The mage loosed 3 more streams of water against the captain, navigator and helmsman. The navigator fell and the other 2 looked dazed. The crab-man and the man who had killed the other guard downstairs erupted from the hold and each took on the nearest crewman. I aimed carefully and shot the captain directly in the head. He was hurt but survived.

The mage demanded surrender, but the crew fought on. I aimed again and shot the captain in the head fatally. The crew laid down their arms. The Kraken again tried to take over.

By pirate law, he who kills the captain is the captain. I accepted my new rank on my new ship and named the mage my first officer. The prisoners were freed and offered employment.

Now this is how an adventure is supposed to go! Onward to fortune and adventure!

Background - Baxter

Xander Seabrook was the Lord of a midsized fishing village. He had a lovely wife, two sons and a daughter. A decade later, the family was blessed with another son. Lady Seabrook and her daughter doted on the new baby and kept him close. Since Lord Seabrook’s time was spent on his duties with the assistance of his older sons he had no objection.

Young Baxter was raised and educated within the manor with all his needs provided for by his mother, sister and servants. He had a great talent with a bow, but no real responsibilities. As he entered adolescence, he grew tired of being babied and longed to see the outside world. He just knew that with his talents he could go forth and make his own name and fortune.

At 15, he decided he was man enough to take on the world. He gathered his bow & quiver, a change of clothes and what coin he could easily lay his hands on and took a small boat as far away as a day’s paddling could take him. He wasn’t sure if it was far enough, but his hands hurt. He had the muscle to keep rowing, but had soft hands which blistered quickly (a malady he had never suffered before). Since he had never been to any of the neighboring towns, he was sure he didn’t have to worry about being recognized and returned home. He was tired and thirsty after the day’s work. At the docks he asked a worker where he might find food and drink. The man and his friends were kind enough to show him to a nearby tavern and he thought it only right to thank them with a drink. Rather than wine, the men ordered whiskey, which he had never tried. The stuff tasted awful, but he wasn’t going to let them think he couldn’t keep up. After one look at Baxter’s coins, the barkeep was happy to keep the drink coming. The world was getting a little hazy, but it was fun and everyone was so nice! Why hadn’t he ventured out before? His head started to dip a bit.

The next thing he knew, he woke up with a splitting headache chained to a huge oar.

Of Gods and Demons (and werewolves chasing sticks!)
WTF was David Smoking last night?????

Having beaten Thrond off (pun intended!!) he wisely chose to flee through his tower to a realm in balance. There he led us a merry chase to his supposed place of power. We kept up with him and even managed to hit him a few times though he kept growing and easily shrugged off our blows. Once ensconced in his own realm he turned to face us. I admit to failing to understand exactly what was happening as our blows were inconsequential to him. Baragund DID manage to at least annoy him when Thrond chose (unwisely) to grapple with the, while still only a juvenile, mighty red drake. Baragund handled him like a chew toy, dropping him from terminal velocity range. The splat sound and slight bounce Thrond made was MOST satisfactory. Unfortunately Thrond healed almost all of his wounds. So Baragund did it again from even higher up this time!

In the meantime a pack of werewolves led by 2 alphas were meant to keep us busy. I connived them into chasing an imaginary stick and Sister Mary J promptly blasted all the lesser weres to ash. After his second bounce, Thrond was forced to consume the 2 alphas to heal. Some god of light appeared at that point and drew Thrond into combat. Thorn put together the fact that Thrond was dependant upon his ruby medalion for protection and he and Schultzy began shooting and destroying it.

A demon lord came and Thrond devoured it, causing himself to grow to epic proportions and destroy the lesser god facing him. We now surmise that we must destroy his items of power in order to successfully vanquish the wanna be Dark Lord.


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