GM Tyranius Giantslayer (Inactive)

Game Master Tyranius

It looks like you are close to being done shopping so I will push forward tonight or in the morning depending on how the RP is shaping up.

Ayep. Trying to slow play this to give Jorgs and Vandy time to RP and shop.

In a brief period of sobriety on the 6th day Kraygan brings up an idea to Torgan while loading the cart at the Brewery.

"So, cousin, since we're headed into giant territory, I'm thinkin we might want a good bow. Yer sling's a decent weapon, but giants can throw twice as far. Not sure we got enough to buy decent ones individually, but what do ye two think about goin in on one together?"

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Later in the day Kraygan finds Wren and offers a couple scrolls to the elf. "Cap'n, I got a couple magic scrolls. Think ye could hold on to 'em and cast 'em on one o' me weapons when appro'prit?"

Bought 2 scrolls of magic weapon. Not sure if Wren can cast that, but Kraygan lumps most magic into the same category - gibberish.

Kraygan bolts upright from the bar and throws a salute in Wren's general direction.

"A map yesay Cap'n? Lemme see." Once Wren produces the stone he looks closer, his eyes crossing at the effort. "Uhhhhh... They both look th' same t' me."

Wren returns Kraygan's mocking salute with a sneer and middle finger 'salute' of his own.

"Yeah, it's a map. I guarantee it. We should copy it and destroy the rock. I don't care what Halgra says. We put ourselves at more risk by keeping this around. And the weapons? We'll see if they are powerful enough to earn us passage into the Redfort. If they aren't, we may need to think for ourselves about next steps."

Wren taps his lips, thinking about the lantern. He opens it up and looks inside. Is there a dead wisp husk within?

* * *

"Aye," Jorgan gives the cold stare. "I'm the one who's not drunk all the daylight hours, elf, in case you can't tell us apart. But you can come along if you must."

Wren meets the gaze of Jorgan for a moment before finding something else to scowl at.

"So one of you can keep sober, huh?" Wren says, rising to his feet. "Well, let's go then. Might as well see if the shops have things that will help us."

* * *@Jorgan during shopping trip:

"How come you don't drink like the rest? And what do you know of magics, dwarf? I ain't seen much but the most basic of healings out of you."

Wren peruses the magics of the shop, something he had done before, but was passing time as if he had coin to spend.

There is no husk contained within currently

There is no husk contained within currently

Wren groans, his eyes and hands frantically searching all of the lantern.

"It's empty. That bastard Silvermane gave us an empty lantern. It's empty!" Wren looks around to see if the dwarves understand. In case they don't, he explains about the lantern. "AH PIDDLESPOT!"

Wren turns over the lantern, his eyes and movements becoming a bit more frantic. "We ain't got no wisp husks, do we? I don't suppose that's a ingredient you have on hand?"

Wren finally sits down, crestfallen.

"We gotta find not only a wisp...but a way to kill a wisp. I have no idea how to even go about doing that."

Wren looks at the dwarves, wondering if they have any bright ideas.

Feel free to continue the RP as it is a large portion of the day reaching the boat

The group sets out for the boat later in the morning. The 18 miles proves to be quite uneventful as you reach the boat in the early evening. You are greeted by Raag Bloodtusk who looks over your letter of introduction.

Raag Bloodtusk's riverboat is a large modified keelboat with a sturdy wooden hull. Assembled from the scavenged wrecks of several other vessels, the riverboat looks quite ungainly, with a wide forecastle and towerlike structure at the bow, and high aftcastle at the stern. The boat is 120 feet long and 30 feet wide with a draft of 10 feet. It has a single mast with a large sail as well as rowing banks. To assist in traveling upstream the boat contains 8 large horses within the stables that can be put ashore to help pull the boat upstream.

Standing behind Bloodtusk on the deck of the boat are 9 other crew members leaning on the edge of the railing, seemingly sizing up the group of yak riders. The crew consists of all half-orcs, including the Captain and one full-blooded orc (The First Mate)

In a gruff voice Bloodtusk speaks to you. While on board you will be considered part of the crew and will be expected to partake in the daily duties aboard my vessel and will defend it with yer lives. If anything bad happens I will be looking to yer lot to do the fighting while my crew here continues the journey and their duties. You will be taking all commands to Coxswain here. Bloodtusk jabs a meaty green thumb back at the full-blooded orc aboard the vessel.

We will set out at first light. Coxwain will explain your duties and show you where to put your gear.

Captain Bloodtusk turns and walks up the ramp into his cabin.

Coxswain waits patiently at the top of the deck.

"How come you don't drink like the rest? And what do you know of magics, dwarf? I ain't seen much but the most basic of healings out of you."

Jorgan shrugs. "S'not that I don't drink. Torag knows I like a pint now and then. My brother makes a good brew and I like helping out at the brewery. But I also like to keep my mind sharp. Hours cleaning out stables, you gotta learn to entertain yourself: thinking, you know?"

Jorgan goes quiet once again, pretending to look at several items. "Aye, you ain't seen much more'n healing and to tell it truthfully I ain't got much more. But me and Hops, we got a connection after so many years and it seems I get a connection with most animals. Not them ruddy shadow rats, mind you, but plain ol' animals. 'Spose that's where the magic comes from, eh? You seem to know more about it than I. Just comes natural to me."

Jorgan decides not to buy anything other than what was already on the list compiled earlier and takes a sigh as he looks Wren in the eyes. "Well, elf, we better get to the boat, eh?"

After the meeting, Vanderhoff disappears into his chambers and doesn't answer the door for anyone, nor sees to leave to take food or drink.

Emerging the day of departure, he strides through town with purpose, stooping off to purchase some equipment, then returning to the stable to get out Vanderhoof, to yak saddled and ready, a long lance holstered on its side.

His eyes gleaming he smiles as meets his party, giving each a strong hug and a hearty slap on the back....including Wren. "I have been praying to Angradd for guidance, and I think I've had a vision. We aren't just marching off to help Trunau, we're marching off to war! Glorious war!" He says, his voice tinged with a sort of awe. "I've spent my time, praying, fasting, and studying tactics. As you know, dwarves have a long tradition of war, and I think that tradition, with Angradd's guidance will serve as well." He slaps the backs of his companions again, and taking a deep breath, he sighs loudly and leads Vanderhoof onto the ship.

Once Hoof' is stabled, he begins pacing the ship, mumbling to himself. Listening to the captain, Van nods. "Does this boat have any weapons to mount on the deck? Heavy crossbows, light ballista, of anything of that sort?" He asks.

"Well, elf, we better get to the boat, eh?"

"Yes, but there is one thing I must do first," Wren replies dryly. "You and your kin seem awfully trusting of his lantern working though...though...nevermind...I shall go seek an answer. If I fail to find it, this might be a short trip indeed."

All y'all dwarves are welcome to come with Wren on this fact finding mission...

Wren, when he finishes with the shopping, will go seek out Silvermane. He has avoided the older old elf ever since he had come to town. His fear of his own secrets getting out easily overcoming any racial friendliness he might have had.

He approaches Silvermane with the Ghostlight in one hand, inkpen and paper in the other. One the paper are inscribed 3 questions:

• Do you have a wisp husk?
  
• Where can we get a wisp husk?
  
• Why would you think the lamp would work without the core component?

Wren tries to keep his frustration both at the overall situation and his role in it in check.

* * *

"We're marching off to war! Glorious War!"

Wren bites back his own feelings. He nods at Vanderhoff.

He's not wrong. We go off to war...where we will likely die. Let us hope it is a good death.

"We are the Axes of Trunau," Wren repeats.

* * *

Wren boards the boat, grimacing as he sees the racial make up of the crew. Most, if not all, of his worldly possessions (meager as they are) lie upon his person: either in his belt pouch or in his newly acquired haversack.

He tries to remain calm while the orc and half-orc deckhands move about him, but that does not stop him from checking his purse or flinching whenever one of them comes up from behind.

He says little, and does even less work. He chooses not to report to the coxswain. If pressed, he will offer to do leatherwork for the ship...in a place where his legs are not taxed and certainly in a place where he can be alone and relatively protected.

Silvermane curiously glances at Wren as he approaches. Picking up the ink he responds to Wren's letter in kind.

• I do not have a wisp husk
  
• It is said that there are groups of Wisps that occupy the Ghostlight Marsh. The orcs are afraid of the area and steer clear of it due to anytime one enters they do not return.
  
• I do not believe the lamp will work without the husk of a wisp.

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As the group boards the boat Coxswain gathers the dwarf crew as she snaps her fingers at Wren. Hey Elf. Over here.

Halgra negotiated passage on our ship which means you will be working just as hard if not harder than the rest of the crew. Everyone will help row the riverboat as well as perform another duty throughout the day.

The orc holds out a sheet of paper.

These are the additional duties. You can choose where to help out yourselves or I can choose for you.

Coxwain hands the list to Jorgan.

• Cooking- You can help the boats cook, Gashnakh, in preparing meals and cleaning, stocking and maintaining the galley. A successful DC 10 Profession Cook check or Intelligence check is enough to cook a palatable meal.
  
• Fishing- You can help haul in the day's catch to feed the crew. A successful Dc 10 Profession Fisherman; DC 18 Survival or DC 10 Strength check is required to haul in the boats fishing nets. Four nets are cast into the waters each day and up to two individuals can haul in each net each morning. (One attempts the check while the other assists) At least one success is enough food to feed everyone on board for 1 day.
  
• Lookout-You can watch for hazards from the crow's nest atop the mast. Three successful DC 10 Climb checks are required to get to the crow's nest. Anyone sitting in the Crow's nest receives +2 to Perception checks to notice approaching threats.
  
• Rowing-You will all spend 5 hours rowing the keelboat in the rowing banks. This requires a DC 5 Profession Sailor or a DC 10 Strength check. At the end of your shift you must also succeed at a Dc 10 Con check or become fatigued.
  
• Sounding- You help the keelboat's pilot avoid the shallows along the riverbed with a DC 10 Profession Sailor or DC 15 Perception check from the Forecastle. If you fail by 5 or more the ship runs aground adding 1 additional day to the journey.
  
• Stable Mucking-You will maintain the horses and the stable with a Dc 10 Handle Animal check; DC 10 Profession Stable Master or Dc 15 Ride Check. If you fail by 5 or more on two consecutive days 1 of the horses gets sickened adding 1 day of travel to the journey.

The journey will take roughly 6 days. Don't worry too much we have traveled these rivers dozens of times though there are still many dangers

The orc woman leads you across the deck. Bring your gear She opens the door to a cramped room. Here is where you will be sleeping. Cots hang all across the walls with a locked footlocker right underneath each one.

"Does this boat have any weapons to mount on the deck? Heavy crossbows, light ballista, of anything of that sort?" He asks.

Yes at the stern of the boat we have a ballista that we have set up for 360 degree of fire. Though it takes three of the crew to fire it.Three crew are required to operate it. All three must take full round actions to load the ballista in 1 round. On the following round two rew aim the ballista with full round actions while the third fires the weapon. Two nearby crates hold 10 bolts

Jorgan notices "stable mucking" as an option and immediately passes the list to the other dwarves. "I guess I know what my duty is." as he heads to check on the animals.

Profession (stablemaster)? Didn't think of that before! Guess I'll be putting a skill rank there next level!

Absent from the meeting topside, Kraygan had descended into the stable below with all the mounts directly upon arrival, and that is where Torgan finds him, grooming his yak and looking a little green. If he didn't know him better, his cousin might think that Kraygan was drunk, or recovering from a hangover. But the sturdy dwarf had not overindulged on the ride to the river, nor had he completely abstained. And besides that, Kraygan rarely suffers from alcohol sickness.
"There ye go Haggis, there ye go." He says as he brushes down his yak. "No need t' be worried. Jus' a little trip on th' water and then we'll be back on dry land."
If the yak is worried, it shows little sign of it. Standing in the hold and munching on feed, it has its usual look, which is somewhere between boredom and annoyance.

Kraygan considers himself the stable master for his cousins brewery, and he already has a rank in profession stable master. :)

Profession - Stable Master: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

GM Tyranius, can we take 10 on these checks?

Wren barely resists tearing up the list, glowering at the dwarves who are quick to accept the role of mucksweepers and yaktenders. He glances over his shoulder as if to glare at Halgra for arranging *this* transportation for them.

Heroes or stablemen? Which are we?

Wren returns his glare to the coxswain. He waits to see what the other two dwarves do (to see if they have any dignity betwixt them) before responding.

Torgan sighs as the boat rocks back and forth. His stomach clearly prefers the solidity of dry land. "I'll row th' forsaken thing." Torgan decides as the dwarves begin to move out to man the ship.

Van shrugs. "I can try me hand at fishin'."

Jorgan- Stable Mucking
Torgan- Rowing
Vanderhoff- Fishing
Kraygan- Stable Mucking
Wren

I don't see why you wouldn't be able to Take 10. Skulls and Shackles did the same thing with giving an easy Dc that you can Take 10 on. It was a bit worse there as it was half the book of checks. makes you wonder why even put it in there for level 4's.

I have posted a link to the Keelboat's rooms above. The Stables are actually on the main deck.

The night is restless as the sounds of the land are heard all throughout the night. It is a clear sky as the moon gives enough illumination to see more than just fish in the water. Groups of large crocodiles swarm about eating their meals while birds fly in the distance.

Day One

As Coxswain said the boat begins to depart at first light as the entire ship is awoken to begin their tasks. The Orc begins barking orders all throughout the vessel as he heads down to the rowing docks below deck.

Kraygan and Jorgan head to the Stables which house not only the Yaks but also eight heavy horses.

Torgan sees that there are four short flights of stairs that descend into the recessed compartments, where wooden benched provide seating for rowers working the massive oars. Coxswain explains to Torgan. The crew works in shifts for rowing. We switch out after the noon meal and work in 5 hours shifts. Though if you wish to stay and row I will not stop you dwarf.

Wren looks at the list, then at the dwarves, then at the bird's nest and sighs.

Piddlespot it. Fine. Wren's jaw sets.

"Fine. I'll take the nest," Wren grumps. It'll be quiet and maybe even with a nice view. And I'll be alone.

* * *
Wren will take 10 going up and down the riggings to the nest. I suppose, taking 10 for perception as well...after all, what could possibly go wrong?

Take 10 Perception = 18+2 = 20

Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

"Fine horses," Jorgan says as he enters the stable area of the ship. "Not as fine as ol' Hops, but somebody's spent some time and money on these beauties." He sets to work grooming the animals.

Jorgan can't fail with a T10 on his tasks either.

Survival: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Van tries his hand at fishing. "I think the nets should be thrown over there....."

I suppose I should just T10 on Str.

Since all are going to be auto passes with T 10 on the checks we can just Rp them out.

Vanderhoff and one of the half-orc crew members named Oorug are tasked with fishing for the day. Little is spoken between the two as they are hard at work. It seems Oorug knows as much about fishing as Vanderhoff as he takes Vanderhoff's word about the spot looking decent.

The two lean against the wooden railing of the deck as they heave on the net to pull it aboard the deck. In doing so the railing snaps with a loud crack!

Need a DC 15 Reflex save from Vanderhoff or you fall into the waters followed by a Dc 15 Swim check to stay afloat.

"Whoa! We caught a whopper! It's pulling me in!" Vanderhoff screams as he reaches for the deck.

Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Pitching head first into the river, Van quickly begins sinking to the bottom.

Blub blub: 1d20 + 3 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 3 - 5 = 6

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15 Perception

Wren's head swings to the sounds of crack and splashing.

"DWARF OVERBEARD! OVERBOARD!" Wren points to the dwarf.

Wren begins to climb down the rigging.

1d20 + 0 ⇒ (14) + 0 = 14 Climb #1
1d20 + 0 ⇒ (13) + 0 = 13 Climb #2

Vanderhoff falls in the water as he begins to sink immediately in the swirling waters. The Captain immediately slows the progress of the boat as orders are yelled all about.

Get some rope Get him quickly

Oorug begins to yell. Shit! There are a pair of crocodiles coming in quick. They must think he is some of the fish guts we throw overboard!

Going to take into init; Tactical map is posted above

Round 1
Wren
Jorgan
Torgan
Kraygan
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Crocodiles
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Round 1

Round 1

Wren grabs his bow and moves to the sound of the ruckus.

Move and move.

This is a sweet boat map.

Awesome

Van holds his breath as he struggles to swim, or hit bottom.

Swim: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 3 - 4 = 3 More awesomeness

Kraygan looks up in horror when he hears Wren shouting. "Wha... oh no. I knew somethin like this was gonna happen!" Grabbing a rope from Haggis's saddle, he pokes his head above decks and looks for someone that looks like they know how to swim.
"I got rope! Quick, take it and go after him!!"

Double move I think.

Kraygan and Jorgan can reach the railing in a single move action. The only one that will need a double would be Torgan as he is down below rowing.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Torgan hears the yelling and picks out that Vanderhoff has fallen overboard. He throws his oar to the side and leaps over the benches with the rowers. "OI! OUT O' TH' WAY! ME COUSIN IS IN TH' DRINK!"

He pushes and shoves his way to the deck of the ship, finally reaching the railing.

Rope clenched in white-knuckled fists, Kraygan braves the open deck and shuffles stiffly to the mast.

"Where is 'e?!"

Grab rope, slow dwarven movement action. Position edited.

Jorgan rolls his eyes and starts calling on the power of nature to help them.

Start casting summon nature's ally II.

Wren grabs his bow as he leaps to the deck while Jorgan begins to summon more beasts as he feels his cousin is lonely swimming alone.

Kraygan grabs rope as Jorgan scans the waters locating his bearded kin.

The crocodiles are a good indicator as they descend upon the flailing dwarf.

Red Bite vs Vanderhoff FF AC 16: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 5 + 2 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9+Grab
Grab vs CMD 18: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

The crocodile bites him but is unable to get a good hold as he bops it on the nose.

Vanderhoff continues to stay just under the surface of the water as his armor weighs him down.

The crew grabs a pair of nets from the side of the deck to try and throw at Vanderhoff.

Round 2
Wren
Jorgan
Torgan
Kraygan (22/31 hp)(26/28 breath rounds-Who ever drowns in this game?)
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Crocodiles
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Round 1
Vanderhoff

Streams of bubbles rise to the surface as Van tries to curse the crocodiles.

Round 2

1d20 + 0 ⇒ (1) + 0 = 1 Climb Brilliant.

Wren falls down the last 10' of the rigging, his haste overcoming his old legs. 1d6 ⇒ 1 falling damage.

Wren stands up, dusting himself off and hoping no one saw that.

Jorgan finishes his spell and summons a squid to fight off the crocs!

bite: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Woo! Go squid!

tentacles: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
grab: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Not wanting to get in the water himself, he starts another lesser summoning spell.

Start casting summon nature's ally I

Kraygan moves closer to the edge of the boat where everyone is gathering to rescue whichever cousin of his is testing the depth of the river.

"Torag's flamin' beard, it's a monster stew down ther!!" He cries upon seeing crocodiles and tentacles thrashing about. "This ain't no time fer tree-singin!" Kraygan yells to Jorgan, having no idea what that the brewer is actually helping.

*THUMP!!*

"What..." He looks over at the sound of Wren arriving to the main deck. "Good idea!" Kraygan throws himself to the deck as well and spreads out his arms and legs to get the most traction. From that position he wraps his rope around his arm and offers the grappling hook to anyone nearby.

"Throw this to 'em and I'll pull 'em out!"

Wren elegantly falls to the ground, brushing himself off.

Jorgan conjures a squid from the nether that bites and slams a tentacle into the nearest crocodile. As soon as the creature appears Jorgan begins casting right away once again.

Kraygan gains a superior position for someone to hurl the rope to Vanderhoff.

Throwing the rope to him is a ranged touch attack to be successful.

Round 2
Wren
Jorgan
Torgan
Kraygan
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Crocodiles (Green -8)
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Round 1
Vanderhoff- (22/31 hp)(26/28 breath rounds-Who ever drowns in this game?)

"The squid came at my calling, Kraygan! No one hurt it!"

Torgan grabs the grappling hook and launches it at the water-logged dwarf cousin. "GRAB ON T' THIS!" he yells.

Grappling Hook: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Torgan hurls he grappling hook through the air to Vanderhoff. The hook whistles through the air though with the bubbling and churning in the river's water's it makes it a little difficult to tell where Vanderhoff actually is and the grappling hook falls short.

The red crocodile bites at Vanderhoff underneath the churning waters while the green crocodile turns it's attention to the squid that seems to have appeared out of nowhere and in the river nonetheless.

Red Bite vs Vanderhoff FF AC 16: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8+ Grab
Grab vs CMD 18: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

Red Tail Slap vs Vanderhoff FF AC 16: 1d20 ⇒ 9

Green Bite vs Squid AC 13: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5+ Grab
Grab vs CMD 16: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

Green Tail Slap vs Squid AC 13: 1d20 ⇒ 4

The red crocodile bites Vanderhoff once again and seems to get a good hold on the flailing dwarf, wrapping him in it's limbs.

The green crocodile bites the squid and grabs it in the same hold as Vanderhoff.

The churning waters quickly turn red with blood.

Round 3
Wren
Jorgan (Squid -5; grappled with green)
Torgan
Kraygan
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Crocodiles (Green -8)
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Round 2
Vanderhoff- (14/31 hp)(26/28 breath rounds-Grappled with Red)

Round 3

Wren takes in the scene quickly, trying to find the way to help Vanderhoff the most. He bow is in hand, but knows that piercing the skin of fish in water was difficult at best.

He glances at Jorgan, he of nature magic, and his chanting.

Wren ponders, then begins his own full round cast, hoping his magic will come in time to save the dwarf.

CMB: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Vanderhoff thrashes around in the water trying to dislodge himself from the croc's jaw.

Swim: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 4 = 4

Kicking his stubby legs, he tries to breach the surface, but his armor continues to pull him down.

Clambering to his knees, Kraygan draws back the rope, cursing when the grapple bounces over the railing without a dwarf attached.

"Bloody knuckles! Throw it again cousin!"

The squid continues to bite back at the green crocodile holding it.

bite: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 - 2 = 4
damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Suddenly a dolphin appears from the depths to aid the squid!

slam: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

"Don't worry 'bout the dolphin or squid! And you all thought I was mad for years, saying I could talk t'the animals!" Jorgan then pulls out a crossbow and tries to assist his summons by firing at the green croc.

light crossbow: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 - 4 = 10
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Vanderhoff is able to squirm free of the crocodile's grasp but still is unable to find the surface.

Wren begins to chant right beside Jorgan, their voices rising above all others.

Jorgan's completes his calling as a dolphin now appears in the waters and slams into the green crocodile.

Jorgan's squid squirms against the crocodile but it seems to have the upper hand.

Kraygan reels the grappling hook back in but finds no dwarf on the end of it.

Round 3
Wren
Jorgan (Squid -5; grappled with green)
Torgan
Kraygan
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Crocodiles (Green -10)
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Round 2
Vanderhoff- (14/31 hp)(25/28 breath rounds-)

Torgan grabs the now wet grappling hook from Kraygan as he launches it back into the sea, trying to grapple his own cousin with the metal hooks.

Grappling Hook: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

"This is why dwarves don't go swimmin', Vann!" Torgan yells as the grappling hook splashes again into the drink.

Torgan is able to hurl the grappling hook and rope right on target this time. The hook and rope land within arms reach of Vanderhoff with a splash.

Green Maintain Grapple; Death Roll vs CMD 16: 1d20 + 11 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 11 + 5 = 32
Death Roll damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Green Bite vs Squid AC 11: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 5 - 2 = 10
damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 + Grab
Grab: 1d20 + 11 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 11 + 5 = 29

Tail Slap vs Squid AC 11: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (17) - 2 = 15
damage: 1d12 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

The crocodile twists and turns with the squid tearing a few tentacles free as the tail slaps into it's side. Releasing the squid reveals the lifeless form to be nearly torn in two.

The red crocodile continues after it's wounded prey in the red misty waters.

Bite vs Vanderhoff FF AC 16: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 2 = 14
damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 + Grab
Grab vs CMD 18: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30

Tail slap vs Vanderhoff FF AC 16: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Damage: 1d12 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

The crocodile flails about in the water unable to find it's prey

Round 4
Wren
Jorgan (Squid -25; grappled with red)
Torgan
Kraygan
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Crocodiles (Green -10)
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Round 3
Vanderhoff- (14/31 hp)(25/28 breath rounds-)

Jorgan's breath catches for a moment as his squid friend is torn in two by the croc but he whistles to the dolphin and continues to fire his crossbow into the water at the green croc.

light crossbow: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 - 4 = 14
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

The dolphin slams its head into the crocodile again!

slam: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Swim: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 3 - 4 = 11

Van struggles to reach the surface as he reaches out to grab the rope and pulls himself toward the boat.

Climb?: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 3 - 4 = 11

Once Kraygan feels a tug on his rope he will start pulling it in.

Not sure if this is a str (+4) or climb aid check (+2): 1d20 ⇒ 18

We will go with a strength check.

Jorgan sticks a bolt into the crocodile's back adding more blood to the water.

Kraygan feels a tug on the line and begins to pull with all of his might. A few of the half-orc crew rushes in to help him and with their help they are able to get Vanderhoff safely back on board.

The thrashing in the river continues as the dolphin and crocodile's tear into each other. The crew take a moment to catch their breaths and wide eyes that Vanderhoff survived.

Coxswain begins barking quick orders for the rowers to get back down below.

The boat begins to move slowly once again leaving the bloody mass in it's wake. Coxswain turns to Vanderhoff, her face shows relief in seeing that the dwarf is alive but she begins to berate him.

WHAT IN THE HELLS DO YOU THINK YER DOING DWARF? YOu ARE ON THE BOAT LESS THAN A DAY AN YOU BREAK THE RAILING NEARLY COSTING US MORE CREW!

That was a close one. Could have gone south quick there Van!