He was frozen to the core; the rain was relentless, as was the howling wind and the almost continuous crash of thunder combined with the flash of lighting. His hands gripped the railing as the Silver Rose climbed yet another wave, her timbers creaking under the strain. Each time as she went up the seemingly wall of water he was sure she would topple backwards and that would be it.
But each time she staggered up and over the crest to slide down the other side. He could hear the helmsman beside him offering a constant stream of pleadings to the Sea God. But it seemed that the God had turned his face away because there was no let up in the storm as it vented its fury.
There was a scream from the bow, the words whipped away by the wind but the stabbing arm showed the direction to look in. Then in the flash of lighting he saw it, an island rising out of the white foam where waves battered at its cliffs directly in their path. And they’re on top of a cliff, towers and walls, a fortress.
They where saved, surely there must be a harbor if there was a fortress. He just had to find it, had to swing the ship around the island until he did, it was with hope in his heart he began to bark out orders to his crew. But he had to be careful, there would be rocks and the wind could easily drive them into the rocks.
Turing his head he shouted into the ear of a crewman. “Get the passengers on deck, if we hit rocks they will have no chance below.” His words where those of prophecy even as the passengers came up and the Silver Rose slid towards the island there was an grinding crashing noise as rocks tore into the hull.
The ship was breaking up all around him and he was in the water, spun like a toy by the power of the waves. He had to get to the surface, had to breathe but there was only dark cold water and then he was no long concerned with the affairs of the living.
Basic idea.
You are a passenger on board the Silver Rose on her last voyage and unlike the Captain and his crew you survive, a piece of flotsam on a beach. Cold, wet but alive which given the storm is more than you expected. Now all you have to do is find out where you are and get yourself some help.
System.
D&D 3.5 with a 32 point buy. Characters are 3rd level with max HP for that level. Equipment is what you would expect to survive you going overboard, so no heavy armor etc.
Note.
One thing I have noticed that kills games is postings getting hung up waiting for one player to post. So if after 48 hours you have not posted then the game will move on.
