Roleplay from Calculon Rizz Player experience level: mentor Player play preference: rp-combat
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A LITTLE OVER ONE WEEK AGO
Calculon does not remember much of the kraken attack off the coast of Rhic, not much but the great barnacled tentacles crashing down, crashing down again and again, and no matter where he ran, from starboard to port, bow to stern, dragging his chest of remaining counterfeit Eastern coins, the tentacles followed...
The ship has been ripped to ribbons around him, and as he kicks futilely against the undertow, one hand clutching the handle of the chest of cursed gold even as it drags him further and further down...
Then suddenly, they are all around him, the tentacles, suckered and clawed and barnacled and grasping, and he has no choice.
He releases his grip, the chest drops into the black and briny depths, and the natural buoyancy of his big round head shoots him toward the surface...
It is a giant warrior who saves Calculon's life, one he knows well, one bound to him by fate and blood both, but it is no act for an action scene. There is no great broadsword a-chopping at massive tentacles. The gold has gone to the depths. The kraken has lost interest in Calculon and now snacks on the remains of his dead guards and sailors. Calculon is shooting to the surface, buoyed by his big round head, and the half-Toren giant Bo Dodger baits a bit of bluefin, casts, and catches Calculon by his corncob hair, quite by coincidence.
He reels in his funny former financial advisor and quickly realizes that the poor fellow has surfaced too swiftly. Tossing Calculon's senseless form over his shoulder, Bo breaks out in a run, heading for the healer's hut.
