A Sailing Trip

Week 5, Tuesday: A Sailing Trip
GM: Declan

Players:
 * Rowan (Christian Lamont)
 * Tarthus (Jonathan Weston)
 * Cassius (Andrew Harrison)
 * Juliette (Christopher Halliwell)
 * Rhurik Thar (Marcus Rodger)

Juliette's Report
Upon my arrival at the Granite Citadel, I chanced to find a notice board with a certain note upon it. It's contents assured interest, so I set myself to find this Cassius, and declare myself engaged by the notice.

Cassius was quite agreeable, and his certain persuasion did little to diminish that, to my pleasant (although not entirely unforseen) surprise.

Upon the prescribed meeting date, we gathered, and ventured forth to find Meira - she had locked herself in a cabin with the Golem, quite determined to figure it's workings out, though to little avail.

With little endeavour, she quite willingly shared with us the Golem, and went (I suspect) to find herself somewhere to take repose.

I do declare, the Golem was indeed a spectacle! It appeared through and through of gold, the like of which astounded us all!

Cassius, after little attempt, found himself surpassed in suitability to the task of controlling the Golem to Tarthus, to whom he gave control.

The golem could hardly be called upon to undertake any task without failure the sole and iminent outcome! It deigned to head with neither delay nor heed on towards Riviera, where we managed to halt its gait overnight.

I lodged with an old acquaintance, the rest of the party seeking an inn or tavern for the night.

I sook the golem where it had been left come dawn, but it was not to be found!

Obviously the rest of my party had already set upon the river to find what the golem aimed for, so I availed myself of a dingy from the port, and set after them. I eventually chanced upon them, when they came up beside from behind, on a ship quite dastardly in appearance.

I rejoined them, and we travelled onwards until our arrival at the Coldwater Delta, whereby the golem awoke on its own, and a small altercation was had with what appeared to be a half-orc half-fish, whos finish was us fleeing as the wind allowed.

Quite distanced from the Coldwater Delta, we found it prudent to sail onwards towards the Port Selfleur. We sought a spot in port to keep the ship, and Tarthus insisted he travel back towards the Delta to reclaim the golem, for it had been abandoned in our fleeing.

I understand he intends to keep attempting to command it, having found it more amenable to listening to our behest since it had arrived at its original target.