As the days on the Jenivere went by, the morale of the crew began fading slowly amid quickly disappearing rations and the knowledge that the ship was not following its intended course. Rumours about the Captain continued to circle in the way rumours tend to do, only bolstered by the insistence of Kovack and Alders that there was nothing to them. About a week passed from the day Hafaga overheard the men speaking below decks and that Thea first met her fellow passengers, until one night, the crew and passengers made their way to the galley. Dinner was served and everyone greedily dug in.
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That's the last thing any of them remembered.
Vallios suddenly became aware of his consciousness. Everything was dark and silent. Slowly, sensation began to creep back in, the feel of sand below and of a lapping at his feet, the sound of ocean waves washing against a beach, and a heavy pressure over his legs.
Then, suddenly he felt a searing pain in one foot.
<Vallios takes 1HP damage>
<Roll initiative>
<Initiative order - Vallios, ???>
Vallios eyes bolted open and he looked down to see a tide-pool denizen, like a cross between a lobster and a scorpion, attached to his foot. As he turned his head, he felt a wave of nausea and disorientation...dry mouth and burning skin. Gravetooth was nowhere to be seen. Three other of the monsters crawled along the beach, heading towards a line of other bodies laying in the sand.
<Vallios is currently sickened (-2 on all attack rolls, damage rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks>
<Initiative Vallios>