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Raiders of the Lost Arts Log Exploration Log for Jan-15 to Feb-22
Who: The Raiders of the Lost Arts + friends they might bring to the ship
Status: Closed
Where: Exploration on the High Seas! + An island stop
What: With the Leviathans leaving Avaleci on the 15(ish), the Phantom Moon also undertakes it's first long voyage of exploration and discovery.
When: Jan 15 through Feb 22
Warnings: Include any content warnings
First Week: Ship Life
The first week of travel didn't see them stop at any islands. Everything they passed was already labeled on the map with a name, a small description, and sometimes a settlement. It seemed the path they were taking was one taken often enough by the leviathans that it saw quite a bit of traffic. While these islands might be worth stopping at another time, the crew had expressed an interest in islands less traveled and known. So that meant it was mostly just ship life being ship life.
Second Week: Land ho!
The second week was also mostly ship life, but about halfway through they had left the common shipping lanes the Leviathans dictated and entered an area where fewer and fewer islands on the maps were given names. Mostly just descriptions and more than a few marked as 'last expedition not heard from again' with a date. Those were examined through spy glasses at a distance for the various things the crew had expressed wanting to explore or encounter on their first expedition. Space to continue live testing outside of the ship without causing harm to the scenery was also taken into consideration.
And near the very end of the second week an island was finally selected. This one had a name: Leasknom Reef. But otherwise there was no settlement noted and the only exploration notes that could be found was 'fucking seals'.
Third - Fourth Week: Leasknom Reef
Well... 'fucking seals' was accurate. It seems Leasknom Reef was a seal mating ground and was (probably) largely left alone because of that. There was, however an expanse of the island's shore that was mostly left alone by the seals. It lay outside the protected bay that the seals definitely called their own and was deep enough for larger predators (sharks) to get too close to the shore for the seals' comfort. Which made it a perfect mooring ground for the Phantom Moon.
Otherwise the island boasted a wide variety of plant life, much of which was as unfamiliar to the hired sailors as it was to the riftfares. There was space for testing experiments. And the island was close enough to a few others that the longboats could be rowed (or pushed with magic) to them for smaller groups to explore and make notes.
Fifth Week: Return Sail to Nogard
While the Phantom Moon could realistically stay out from it's main port for much longer, the first sail was not intended to be a very long one. They had only packed enough supplies for a couple months of travel and communication with the port authority on Nogard said the Leviathan would be passing close enough to their waters (assuming travel trajectory didn't change) for them to meet up near the end of the week and follow the leviathan to it's next place of rest. Which would make resupplying and deciding on their next destination (or return to Leasknom Reef if they chose) much easier.
OOC
Treat this as you would your own logs. Top level for your characters with prompts and tag around. We have 10 people on the crew and friends are welcome to be brought along for a few days or a week or two via teleports with the ring of returning tuned to the ship.
Status: Closed
Where: Exploration on the High Seas! + An island stop
What: With the Leviathans leaving Avaleci on the 15(ish), the Phantom Moon also undertakes it's first long voyage of exploration and discovery.
When: Jan 15 through Feb 22
Warnings: Include any content warnings
First Week: Ship Life
The first week of travel didn't see them stop at any islands. Everything they passed was already labeled on the map with a name, a small description, and sometimes a settlement. It seemed the path they were taking was one taken often enough by the leviathans that it saw quite a bit of traffic. While these islands might be worth stopping at another time, the crew had expressed an interest in islands less traveled and known. So that meant it was mostly just ship life being ship life.
Second Week: Land ho!
The second week was also mostly ship life, but about halfway through they had left the common shipping lanes the Leviathans dictated and entered an area where fewer and fewer islands on the maps were given names. Mostly just descriptions and more than a few marked as 'last expedition not heard from again' with a date. Those were examined through spy glasses at a distance for the various things the crew had expressed wanting to explore or encounter on their first expedition. Space to continue live testing outside of the ship without causing harm to the scenery was also taken into consideration.
And near the very end of the second week an island was finally selected. This one had a name: Leasknom Reef. But otherwise there was no settlement noted and the only exploration notes that could be found was 'fucking seals'.
Third - Fourth Week: Leasknom Reef
Well... 'fucking seals' was accurate. It seems Leasknom Reef was a seal mating ground and was (probably) largely left alone because of that. There was, however an expanse of the island's shore that was mostly left alone by the seals. It lay outside the protected bay that the seals definitely called their own and was deep enough for larger predators (sharks) to get too close to the shore for the seals' comfort. Which made it a perfect mooring ground for the Phantom Moon.
Otherwise the island boasted a wide variety of plant life, much of which was as unfamiliar to the hired sailors as it was to the riftfares. There was space for testing experiments. And the island was close enough to a few others that the longboats could be rowed (or pushed with magic) to them for smaller groups to explore and make notes.
Fifth Week: Return Sail to Nogard
While the Phantom Moon could realistically stay out from it's main port for much longer, the first sail was not intended to be a very long one. They had only packed enough supplies for a couple months of travel and communication with the port authority on Nogard said the Leviathan would be passing close enough to their waters (assuming travel trajectory didn't change) for them to meet up near the end of the week and follow the leviathan to it's next place of rest. Which would make resupplying and deciding on their next destination (or return to Leasknom Reef if they chose) much easier.
OOC
Treat this as you would your own logs. Top level for your characters with prompts and tag around. We have 10 people on the crew and friends are welcome to be brought along for a few days or a week or two via teleports with the ring of returning tuned to the ship.
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I'll do my best to break up the ritual circle but do hurry. I've fought off the power of a volcano only once before and I'd rather not do so again.
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[It wasn't quite boasting - his power was sealed, but he could still control fire in a way others could not.
With that said, he shut off his shellphone and finished gathering his supplies before finally teleporting from the port to the sulfur fields and from there, to the altar site. He appeared in a puff of dark black smoke that unfolded like wings around him.
But what mess did he manage to teleport into?]
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Closer to the altar, Emet-Selch can be seen with arms raised, maintaining a shield against the lava as the horse tries to slam its hooves against the altar. As soon as the immediate danger passes, he directs his hands straight to the ground again and starts fracturing the blood circle.
It's large. Too large for one man to handle alone. The Ascian is visibly stressed, which is unusual for him. He hasn't even noticed Daqiang's arrival. ]
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To the horse he snapped:]
Focus on the circle! The altar can wait!
[Whether the horse listened to him - though it definitely knew him as an ally by now - Daqaing did not immediately catch. His attention had moved to the ritual markings and Emet-Selch and especially the strain he was under.]
Do you wish more power to break this?
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I can see how far it reaches, [ he rasps tightly. His throat aches from the dryness of their surroundings. ] I'll wager I'm the only one who can. Power is not the issue - I can't focus on this whilst having to defend myself.