An unnamed ship on uncharted waters is manned by a crew of suspect sailors, who carry within their hold, travelers, destined to become more than they ever dreamt of…or possibly even desired.
A nameless human Cleric (called Blind Faith by his followers) seeks answers to the rage that boils within his soul.
A Dwarf by the name of Weralgerlum Hornbrew travels forth from the streets of Tam with his pet mouse, Brett.
Zar’do, a Halfling sorcerer, is making his way to the Dragon Acolytes.
Ghorbash, A half-Orc Fighter, with a love for the sea, travels to the town of Dawnstar.
Over the weeks of travel, these passengers have gotten to know each other somewhat but have mostly kept to themselves. Lost within their own thoughts and troubles.
Things were going well for both the crew of the ship as well as its passengers, until, for reasons unknown, the ship was attacked by a pair of water Elementals.
The crew fought valiantly, however, in their struggle, all the lifeboats down to one were destroyed, and it was clear that the ship was beyond saving.
Captain Hockney ‘the devious’ Zaine, ordered his crew to ‘take care’ of the passengers, there wasn’t room for all of them on the liferaft.
Unbeknownst to Captain Zaine, the ships cook, Faine Thorne, had already made his way down into the hold to warn the passengers of the crews betrayal. Sadly, through a series of miscommunications, Faine lost his life to the passengers but died valiantly in his attempt to make right the wrongdoing of his comrades.
Hornbrew, Zar’do, Ghorbash and the Blind Cleric banded together out of necessity and made it topside to battle the pirates while simultaneously fighting off the Water Elementals that were devastating the boat.
Rowan ‘the cold’ Quint…
Swinton ‘the fool’ Nash…
Nesbit ’bird’s eye’ Bunce…
Wyatt ‘squealer’ Hanzel…
Spencer ‘black eyes’ Crutchley…
…and Captain Hockney Zaine, all lost their lives that day against the determination and will of the travelers.
The ship, its keel broken, heaved to and fro as the newly formed band of travelers sat in their life raft and watched their boat slowly sink from view. The battle may have been won, but they were now lost at sea.
For many days, the travelers sat in their small, dismal, raft. The sea was quiet and the sun beat down upon them, eventually, however, the waters deposited them upon a beach of an unknown island.
Weary, sunstroked and dehydrated, our travelers stood upon the beach discussing what their next move should be when they were suddenly beset upon by a band of Gnolls!
The battle was long and ferocious, but our travelers prevailed yet again. It would seem that they fought well together, even with how little they knew one another. They made their way down the beach and collapsed for the night at the mouth of a cave.
In the morning, they would explore further.