Monster Mashup - Table 1 (Inactive)

Game Master CaveToad

Teniel is out of things to craft. If metal or leather is available, he'll try crafting the party better armor, but otherwise he sits in his room and plays with his toys.

Tavros passes on the grog, drinking from his waterskin when he can instead. He his days with a mix of martial arts kata, dance practice, and attempting to make a simple fishing tool that's really little more than a hook attached to string to see if anything is biting. His nights are spent attempting to get the sailors to accept dance lessons or simply entertaining with performances.

Day 10 - All day

There isn't much to do on a ship unless you are part of the crew, so the group works on their hobbies, artistry and attempts to entertain themselves and others. Tavros has mixed results in dancing with the crew, but does get a few to sign on and attempt to learn his moves.

Teniel and Makoto work on refurbishing the ships figurehead. Currently it is a buxom woman looking forward. A standing joke among the crew is to climb or swing out in front of the woman and rub her ample bosom for good luck. As the pair examine it, they can see that wood is well worn. There is some concern from the crew that you will ruin all the good luck that has been worn in over the years, but the captain figures a fresh paint job won't hurt anything. There is also a standing joke that the figurehead is supposed to represent her, although the resemblance isn't quite there. As word gets out, quite a few of the crew, having become quite accustomed to the oddity of your group, grow brave, and offer you Makoto and Teniel bribes on the side to make the figurehead look more like the captain.

Lucina has some troubles sleeping. The eye she was given by the old crone seems to come to her in dreams and she will see in floating vaguely in the upper corner staring at her, or as one of the eyes of people in her dreams. The eye seems to be searching and she wonders if it is a manifestation of her will to find Goodwin.

Alree An spends much time meditating. She often spends nights staring out over the deck seated on a carpet she lays down and sits cross legged at. Occasionally she will sleep there as well under the stars instead of her quarters. Lucina, often sleepless herself has run into Alree most nights as she steps on the deck to get some fresh air.

"Tell me of your dreams?"

Lucina isn't quite comfortable around the crew but would try to offer help when she could be of assistance, after losing her dream journal being kept up with nightmares would likely bother her more than normal and would happily share any and all of her dreams with Alree; unless stopped she would start with the dreams she had while in Goodwin's domain and move onto the more recent ones.

The stories of her older dreams are mostly traditional dreams of happy memories with the Goodwin family while the tales of the more recent dreams are kept short and broken.

"I don't like the dreams here, their darker than back home. The sea and the eye that just keeps...twitching." She shudders slightly.

Teniel has never carved such a large piece of wood before; but this is also his first time in a boat larger than Tavros's arm. While Makoto re-paints the woman, he idly engraves etched patterns into the bow wood around it, covering them in a heavy pitch, until the woman looks as though she rides forward on a wind of brown petals.

Teniel is out of things to craft. If metal or leather is available, he'll try crafting the party better armor, but otherwise he sits in his room and plays with his toys.

Hadn't responded to this. There is a small amount of metal available, although they aren't just handing it out necessarily. The same for leather. The supplies are to fix and manufacture items around the ship. You would have to negotiate with the captain regarding this.

Lucina sits with Alree An and they talk and discuss Lucina's dreams. Alree An listens intently and is quite focused on Lucina's descriptions. "I am not skilled at interpretation, but I believe you have an ability and this eye you speak of that was given to you, it is curious. Do you believe if you believe it to be a boon or a bane? Why would the crone give it to you? I wonder if she knew or suspected something about you."

She listens with great interest in the latest dreams that Lucina had on the island after acquiring the eye and regarding the undersea structure and associated dreams.

"The deities have interesting ways of working their influence. I wonder if this is a way of attempting to tip off us mortals without direct involvement. They have always acted ... strangely ... when it comes to matters of the Destroyer." She bows her head reverently and adds, "No disrespect meant to the gods of course. They guides us in so many ways, but are often a mystery for us to understand. I believe this is a challenge and in many ways strengthens our faith and need to seek greater understanding." she sighs contemplatively.

"Will you continue to share with me your dreams? I think there is something to them, something that we should pay attention to. I feel as if I did not stumble on to your group by accident. My travels have always seemed to place me where I need to be. I will do my best to help you find your missing mentor."

She grasps Lucina by the hand. "If we reach a reasonably sized city, I can perform a Commune. It requires a lot of incense usually, but if I can get access to it, we can ask some questions of the gods if they are willing to answer. They don't like to share too much information, but if our questions are direct and specific, we can get some answers. Think on this if you have time."

"May I see this eye that was given to you?"

Day 11

Teniel and Makoto spend another day working their artistry on the ship's figurehead, carving, sanding, painting, patching and repairing. They work quickly and expertly, and keep their work somewhat under wraps from the crew, concealing the progress with a blind before it is revealed.

The crew, curious, but trying to be sly about it, continually ask if the new figurehead resembles the captain more, and they grin and snicker about it looking slyly about to make sure she isn't watching.

Teniel does what he can to indicate (without ever saying it) that yes, while they are willing to make the figurehead resemble the captain more, a few friendly bribes of whatever small coin or tools the sailors aren't using would certainly be welcome. (we could definitely use a few pocket knives, twine, and pocket change...)

Bluff (versatile performance comedy): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

The sailors definitely smuggle you pieces of wood, leather and metal in exchange for their elaborate prank. There seems to be core contingent of about eight of them in on it. The captain is not oblivious, and suspects something 'funny' is going on, but how much harm can come from such a project. She more or less ignore the crew's silliness.

As long as no one's able to see behind their curtain, Maks will occasionally shift into the Captain's form to help Teniel get a good idea of what to make it look like... but only for short periods of time. Most of the time, she remains in the form the sailors would be most comfortable seeing her in: The first they'd seen her wearing.

"I am not skilled at interpretation, but I believe you have an ability and this eye you speak of that was given to you, it is curious. Do you believe if you believe it to be a boon or a bane? Why would the crone give it to you? I wonder if she knew or suspected something about you."

Lucina shrugged. "The new dreams are bothering and make it hard to sleep, the woman that gave it to me didn't talk or anything but I helped her with some mending so I thought she was just giving a strange gift for thanks."

"Will you continue to share with me your dreams? I think there is something to them, something that we should pay attention to. I feel as if I did not stumble on to your group by accident. My travels have always seemed to place me where I need to be. I will do my best to help you find your missing mentor."

She nods."If I see anything new I'll be sure to let you know."

She grasps Lucina by the hand. "If we reach a reasonably sized city, I can perform a Commune. It requires a lot of incense usually, but if I can get access to it, we can ask some questions of the gods if they are willing to answer. They don't like to share too much information, but if our questions are direct and specific, we can get some answers. Think on this if you have time."

"May I see this eye that was given to you?"

Lucina is surprised by the touch but nods and offers the eye to Alree.

It's not easy to get enough leather to make a proper suit of armor; but Teniel instead uses the pieces of leather and metal he gains to craft proper leather faces for his kulit stencils. (Proper Wayang stencils are made of leather patterns riveted to wooden skeletons, and now I've got a proper set)

Alree An takes the eye gently, "Oh my, its sort of spongy." She gazes at it briefly and seems lost on thought. She examines it for a bit, focusing and detecting magic. "I cannot tell much about it, but it does have potent divination abilities. Despite the nightmares it may perhaps be bringing you, I think this to be a powerful tool if the dreams can be interpreted correctly. I have a gift for you." She reaches into a small pack and pulls forth a small doeskin bound book. "Here, a new dream journal for you." Smiling, she passes the small journal to Lucina, who examines it, and finds a fresh untouched set of sheets ready for her memories. "Have you tried directing your dreams? Are you able to dream lucidly ever?" She pauses thinking, "I often dream of the stars, the void above us, sometimes I am flying through them swiftly, towards some unknown destination. I have not been successful at understanding its meaning. Perhaps there is none. I am priestess of the void and travel however, surely the deities are trying to tell me something no?" She frowns slightly. "No matter for now. Look they appear to be ready to unveil the figurehead." She claps her hands and walks to the front of the ship where most of the crew seem to be assembled.

"Day 12"

The ship has traveled swiftly, continuing its journey back to port. In that time Makoto and Teniel work diligently on the figurehead, and in his spare time, Teniel works tirelessly on his own crafts supplied somewhat in secret by the crew. Finally they complete their work, and decide to have the unveiling that evening near sunset as the figurehead looks to the west into the setting sun as the ship travels. The crew is eager to see freshly painted and newly carved figurehead, and the smaller contingent is even more eager to see the resemblance to the captain as part of their bawdy joke.

How will you proceed with the unveiling ceremony?

I'm pretty sure Maks will have some questions for Alree after we get a break from the ceremony; assuming Lucina shares any of that information with her. :)

Maks will still be putting finishing touches on the figure head with her paints, even as they're unveiling it. Little bits of detail to help finish up and secure the likeness was as spot-on as they could manage. As a result, she's not 'front-stage' when all of this is occurring. She'd have done her best to make the figurehead more on the tasteful side, however. Trickster urges or not.

Painting: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30

Before letting anyone see the figurehead, Teniel gives a short speech while Maks finishes. "A figurehead is a living thing," he explains, "As much as any ship. We carved it not in perfect likeness of any one human—for, as the Dalangs teach, such a Golek might trap a sleeping dreamer's soul, and cause array. An homage, perhaps, its form; one to guide the voices that inhabit it to their master's call. In the Wayang isles of my birth, the siluman of the sea and danyang of the ocean are said to prefer objects of fine art; if we have done our job here, such a friendly spirit may choose to inhabit the figurehead, seducing the spirits of the wind through her beauty and grace, bringing good luck and guidance to your ship. Take care to treat her with respect and care; never touch your ship's figurehead while wearing green, but bring her small sweets once a month, and she will do her best to not fail you."

Perform (oratory): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Bluff (versatile comedy): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

Tavros, completely obvious to the joke and not wanting to get in the way of the more eager sailors, remains towards the back. After all, he would see it eventually. There was no need to see it right this moment If he's managed to make any friends from his nightly dance lessons and he notices them also in the back, straining to see, he will offer to lift them up. And possibly to hold them over the side of the ship.

When he hears Teniel's speech, he'll rather loudly whisper to a neighbor, "Why can't you wear green?"

"Green is the sacred color of the Ratu Laut," Teniel replies to Tavros, as he steps down from the front of the ship, "Queens of the sea in Wayang tongue, or what you would 'Elemental Princes of the Plane of Water.' To seek the favor of any other spirit in such garb is considered a show of minor disrespect by followers of the gods of moon and forest."

The figurehead complete, Makoto putting the finishing touches on, Teniel speaks before the assembled crew that isn't actively sailing the ship. Tavros is in the back with a small gang of sailors who have begun to hang out the last few days. Alree An and Lucina also hang out near the back.

As Teniel gives his speech, his diminutive form in front of the crowd slowly pushing forward to see as Makoto pulls back the tarp that had been shielding the work. The crew strains their necks and tries to peer out over the front, but listens to Teniel's performance raptly. Some of them nod solemnly while others have puzzled looks on their faces. And a few are eagerly scooting closer and looking furtively at Captain Miar's reaction.

A rousing cheer and loud clapping complete the speech and the crew rush forth in a semi-orderly fashion to lean over the side and gaze as the exquisite reconstruction project. The colors sparkle in the setting sun as what remains of the light plays off of the water and some of the metallic colors in the figurehead.

The crew jostles each other as they move to clamber out the touch the figurehead for good luck, stripping any green off before their turn. Despite Teniel's statement that the figurehead does not represent any one person there is some resemblance to the captain, perhaps left open to interpretation. The small band of pranksters, seemingly pleased, snicker as they move out to run their hands over the figurehead for good luck, making quite a show of caressing the bared bosom of the figurehead.

From the back Tavros strains to see what the joke is and listens to the babble of the excited crew. Near the front Captain Miar smiles politely and in a congratulatory manner to the artists. She clearly sees the resemblance and takes it in stride. Some of the pranksters jostle her with their elbows grinning. She cuffs them on the heads and gives them a shove with her boot as they tumble to the deck cackling. The captain grumbles "The figurehead seems far more well endowed than I am. Hmmph."

Three of the crew near the captain, ones she smacked and pushed down, still laughing, one a youngish woman, with short scruffy brown hair and a long scar over her face and clothes so ratty, they could better be called rags, snickers. Another, a short squat burly red faced and red haired sailor with a bushy beard and wearing striped blue and red pantaloons belly laughs. A swarthy older dark eyed and very thing sailor missing part of his hand, wheezes and laughs so hard he may be on the verge of tears. The burly red sailor snorts "Harrr, Cap'n let us be the judge of that!" Grabbing his own man boobs he shouts "Come on Cap'n, show us yer.."

The rest of his jest is cut off as three thundrous BOOMS shatter the air. Everyone jumps, and a fraction of a second later the ship is rocked as two loud crashes, explosions probably, shake the ship. The sound of shattered wood and metal reach your ears as you try to regain your balance, stunned and deafened from the crashes. Tavros more feels than hears something large, round and dark whistle by his head. The reeling crew stumble about and try to find the source of what just happened. With the setting sun and dusk, it is nearly impossible to make out anything, compounded with several lanterns and torches locally on deck, peering out to the dark sea is close to useless.

A voice from the crow's nest high above screams, "I see something behind us!"

Roll Initiative. Map coming...

"With the way your crew acts, the endowment was necessary, they'll be back to normal in no time." Makoto offers with a grin, as one human ear twitches when the man calls down the incoming.

Initiative (Waltz): 1d20 + 5 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 4 = 13

Tavros nods sagely in response to Teniel's explanation, as though some great wisdom had been imparted to him.

As he feels something whiz past him, he does a matrix-like move to dodge (of course, he would probably have already been dead had it actually been aimed at him). He then spins all around to look for the source the commotion, his turn looking suspiciously like a pirouette.

Init: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Initiative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Teniel rocks on his heels, and shouts for Pamburu to come up from belowdecks.

"I've never tried to control them, just enjoy them." Lucina accepts the book gracefully but takes it almost as if she's scared, later on at the unveiling she is still holding the new book running her fingers over it absently.

Initiative: 1d20 ⇒ 19

Lucina quickly pockets her book for safe keeping during the attack.

The crew stumbles about as the ship shudders. The yelling all starts at once, but over it all you hear the clear voice of Captain Miar shouting. Much of the yelling you cannot make out, but with a combination of your linguistic skills which have been growing rapidly of late, and general body language, the crew is moving to prepare for an attack.

Alree An notes, standing next to Lucine, "It appears to be a pirate attack. They come for the ship, to make slaves of us, and for whatever is in the ship's hold."

As you peer back at the pursuing ships, your own pilot attempts to steer the ship as they pursue. You still try to adjust your eyes to catch sight of the enemy ships but they appear as dark blobs in the rapidly retreating light, and too far for darkvision to work. The three ships seem to be about 200-250' away each and closing quickly. They seem sleeker and slimmer. The lack of light obscures all but the vaguest activity on their decks.

As the crew on your ship draws weapons and moves to defend the ship, apparently it seems there will be little chance to evade and the ship you are on has little in the way of weaponry. Many of them seem to be looking to you in a hopeful manner but they put on their own grim determined faces.

Take round 1 actions. Added Pamburu who can arrive on round 1.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 27

Makoto calmly hops over the prow to the center of the ship below, moving past Miyu and one of the sailors to place a hand on Tavros. A small indigo light flits to life in the space just behind her, approaching waist level... and then the Minotaur is simply gone. "Don't move too much, I'll enchant you with protective magic as well. Hopefully I'll have enough time to guard Lucina, and possibly Teniel."

Move/Acro to hop down. Standard to use SLA 1/2 Invisibility on Tavros. 3 Minute Duration. Because Surprise Cow is Best Cow.

Wow, this is indeed a pretty small ship. I can basically reach most of the main part of the deck.

Tavros looks around, hoping to find cannons that he can help load. Finding none, he frowns, contemplating what he should do next when he feels Maks hand on him. Freezing in place, he (invisibly) nods at her words, remaining still. From where she's touching him, she can feel him start to move his muscles, loosening up for the upcoming fight. This is followed shortly by a slight tingling in her fingertips as more magic washes over him.

Casting shield on myself. Because apparently I don't by default prepare any real offensive magic. Most likely I forgot to add it when I got an extra spell slot.

"Color spray," Teniel mutters to the others. "Line me up by the boarding party, and I'll knock 'em down."

"But first, a distraction," he yells, and hurls Magang Bayangan into the air. As the peacock begins to fly, awkwardly and gracelessly, Teniel surrounds it with a Silent Image spell, and suddenly the peacock is lost in a flock of harpies that alight from the deck—fourteen of the vicious bird women, two to a large illusion square—moving to encircle one of the lagging pirate ships. "I can think of no worse omen," he mutters, and Bayangan begins to sing, mimicking as best he can the haunting and terrible song of one of the harpy, as though just one or two of the birds is attempting to lure enemy soldiers to their death.

Perform (sing) (Teniel's—aid another?): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Perform (sing) (Bayangan's): 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 13 + 2 = 22

Silent image has will DC 19—its AC is 10 per bird, and an enemy who "hits" a bird with a bow or is told they're illusions gets to retry the save at +4

(Also moved Teniel 15')

Lucina casts mage armor on herself and tries to find the most likely spot of boarding, enemies lining up while they try to jump from ship top ship sounded like an easy fight but then again she'd never been on a boat much less fought on one.

Mage armor new AC 28

Round 1

Waiting on Lucina action yet.

Tavros casts his protective spell as the ships continue to move, the closest ship coming in fast and strong. Makoto slips up next to Tavros and turns him invisible. Teniel concentrates and summons up his image of harpies. They silently take to the air flying towards the first ship that is approaching fast as Miar shouts to the pilot to turn hard starboard hoping to cut in front of the approaching ship in a daring move as she scrambles to reach the wheel herself.

Pilot, profession sailor check DC 40: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

The ship, running at full speed, fails to make the turn at all as the pilot wrenches at the wheel, and ends up going somewhat in that direction however.

The crew scramble with the sails rigging. Alree An chants a spell and disappears. She touches Lucina on the shoulder, "I am right here."

The other ships move forward at their own rapid speed, keeping pace.

Teniel's illusionary harpies surround the first and nearest boat. He keeps them at some distance, hoping the sound of the wind and waves mask their lack of beating wings or other sounds. Bayangan makes his vocal sounds and hopefully it works.

Teniel, you won't be able to aid another with your peacock, as you both cast and moved, and are concentrating on the silent image, but I am also ignoring the 'action' of hurling your familiar into that air as just fluff. Also your figment needs to stay within 100' so he can't even really make it to the nearest boat, unless I am missing something that extends his range. The illusion can continue as its easily in range, but the source of the sound will not be precisely with the harpies, although the peacock could be west of the approaching ship and make it possibly somewhat believable as the sound may come from that general direction. I will use his perform check as a bluff probably. (at 20, not 22). It will take effect on Round 2 as the ship and its crew already did their actions by the time the harpies appeared.

Whoops! Yeah. I figured the familiar will stay with one of the harpy illusions. I can maintain the illusion in seven different cubes, so the familiar can hang out with one group of harpies that stay back while the rest don't sing. It's not a GOOD trick.

As for "throwing" Bayangan into the air, yeah, fluff. Peacocks are just comically bad at flight (clumsy) and also Bayangan normally lives on top of Teniel's head.

Oh, and Teniel continues maintaining his spell.

Keeping her focus on Tavros, she aligns their Muladhra Chakra once more. As before he can feel (though the others cannot see) the force armor embracing his form.

One Summoner used, One Bard Used (Assumed for Share Language), One racial use of Invisibility used. :)

Now that I see Lucina's round 1 post, can I get a round 2 from Lucina and Tavros? Then I can coordinate this big crazy mess ;)

Tavros, not having anywhere to move (not that that would improve his reach at all), uses a swift action to make his horns magical and then readies an action to attack the first enemy who both comes within his reach and takes a hostile action towards one of his allies.

He's also preparing to take any/all of his 4 AoO that get triggered by enemy movement.

AC is currently 31
Shield: 1/30 rounds used, Magic horns 0/10 rounds used

Round 2

Tavros prepares invisibly for a fight as the enemy ship is closing in fast, maybe about 100-150' and getting closer now that your ship has turned to move diagonally away.

Their ship pushes close as Captain Miar grabs the helm from the pilot and cranks hard on the wheel starboard.

Profession Sailor: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (11) + 19 = 30

Since the ship is moving at full speed, even she has a hard time making it do a full turn, but a gradual turn is all she needs and the ship moves to a 90 degree direction from the pursuing ship, which tries to track and follow suit.

enemy pilot sailing: 1d20 ⇒ 11 +secret modifier

The pursuing ship fails the sharp turn also at full speed and manages a diagonal turn which actually brings it quite up close to the rear of your ship. Teniel concentrates hard to keep the illusionary harpies synched with the ships' movements, and his peacock struggles to flap, doing a slow turn about face to keep pace with the ships or risk falling out of range.

The enemy crew take cover from the harpies and although some seem to be lighting arrows on fire, most are covering their ears and a few fire crossbow rounds at the harpies. The dusk to darkness shadows makes it hard for Teniel to keep tabs on his illusions but as the ships close distance and the gap narrows he is able to bring his illusions closer. In addition the darkness allows some slippage in the detail required as the shadow can cover for any imperfections. Portions of the enemy crew seem to be human and their vision must be suffering as they attempt to discern the dark shapes wheeling about.

Makoto finishes her magic and Alree An moves away from Lucina, "I'm heading midships to cover and channel energy for any wounded."

Many of the crew race to the back of the ship as the enemy ship closes from behind, the gap between the ships now less than 30'. They load crossbows and prepare to cut any grapple lines.

Ship 2 pilot: 1d20 ⇒ 4 +pilot mods
Ship 3 pilot: 1d20 ⇒ 4 +pilot mods

The other two ships also had full speed turn poorly and keep pace, but are further away from yours and the first one.

I might make another map that I can fit multiple ships on that is a middle scale between the first two.

Lucina round 2, everyone else round 3 actions. I will get another map up since you can probably see the enemy ship and its deck clearly enough now, or at least part of it depending on your darkvision ranges.

Round 2:

If possible Lucina will cast sleep DC 16 on the enemy ship if not she can't do much so will pass round 2.

Round 3:

Lucina follows the crew to the back of the ship, she gets ready to attack anyone that tries to climb over.

Flurry 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Damage 1: 1d6 + 1d4 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + (1) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 9

Flurry 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Damage 2: 1d6 + 1d4 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + (1) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 11

If both Hit: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Teniel keeps doing what he's doing, though he'll switch to defending the ship next round if necessary.

Makoto stands quietly for a moment. A choice. The former, and perhaps better choice, was to simply hide herself from view as she had hidden Tavros. And while that would increase their chances of survival, it was likely best that she do what she can to protect the others, first. She places a hand on Miyu, who would undoubtedly be wading into the fight in short order, and sent some of their shared energy into his Muladhra Chakra.

His coat seems to thicken, his tribal markings taking on a glossy sheen, the red overlayed with with force energy slowly coruscating colors.

Miyu moves to a position to help defend the casters and healers from any threat of boarding. He doesn't go to the rear of the ship, however, occupying the middle distance. I can't access the map at the moment.

With the crowd of people heading towards the rear of the ship, Tavros shifts slightly to avoid the mask sticking in to his back and continues to prepare to repel any invaders.

Again readying an action to attack hostile enemies. If we need to, I'll start hurling javelins next round, but I'd prefer not to break the invisibility until we have some enemies in melee range.

Added another slide with most of the ships on for local combat. it's getting hairy now :)

Round 2

Lucina moves to the rear of the ship climbing the stairs to properly target the enemy ship. She concentrates and envelops the attacks at the front of the ship in a sleep spell.

Will save DC 16: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19 - success
Will save DC 16: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 - fail
Will save DC 16: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 - fail
Will save DC 16: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20 - success

Will save DC 16: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19 - success
Will save DC 16: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19 - success
Will save DC 16: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8 - fail
Will save DC 16: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 - fail

Several of the men who were moving up with grapple hooks and line topple over sleeping. Several other crossbow man drop over as well, slumping to the deck their crossbows clattering heavily.

Round 3

Lucina positions herself at the rear of the ship, ready to repel boarders although the ship is moving close, it is hard to tell if your ship can evade the other or if it will move close enough to allow grappling and boarding.

Tavros also stands ready mid-ship, keeping himself concealed under the magical shroud. He checks his javelins but doesn't hurl any....yet.

The enemy ship pulls closer. The pilot appears to move the ship close for grappling as it turns diagonally to come along side yours.

Pilot roll: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

Grapple check Ship CMD 18: 1d20 + 8 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 10 = 20

Despite several of the front grapplers being but magically asleep, two others hurl their grapples and the ships are grappled as the pilot shouts orders to the crew, slowing their speed to drag your ship to a halt.

Most of their crew hides or is taking shelter or covering their ears against the harpies as the ship cascades alongside yours. Many of your own crew looks about fearfully, not realizing that the harpies are illusions or that Teniel is responsible for them. Both sides hesitate as they wheel through the air menacingly.

Their captain is shouting orders and some of the crew fire at the harpies, although many are reloading or hiding. A person in robes at the rear of their ships steps up and casts a spell.

GM check DC 14: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Within the blink of an eye, Teniel's illusions are snuffed out as they appear to have been dispelled. The enemy caster snarls something to the crew.

Makoto invokes her magic on Miyu who moves mid ship to intercept what appears to be the enemies boarding your ship soon enough.

Teniel, irked that his illusions have been dispelled focuses on the impending boarding party. Choose a new action rather than concentrate. Bayangan flaps back to his vicinity now that the illusion is gone.

In the chaos Tavros hears Alree An's soft melodic voice next to him chanting more magical incantations. Your group feels bolstered however. Prayer effect in your group. +1's for you, -1's for the enemies.

You hear the captain back at the helm swearing like a sailor as her ship is grappled. She tries to maneuver the ship to break the grapples.

Pilot Roll DC 18: 1d20 + 8 - 4 + 19 ⇒ (19) + 8 - 4 + 19 = 42

The ship swerves away just enough that the tension on the grapples snaps the ropes and the hooks spring off tumbling to the deck or into the sea as the ropes whip back. Though the ships are broadside and have slowed somewhat, the brief grapple of the two ships has been removed. The boarding may still be imminent.

Your own crew fires at will into the enemy ranks with crossbows.

Light Crossbow attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 - miss
Light Crossbow attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17 - hit
Light Crossbow attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 - miss
Light Crossbow attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 - miss
Light Crossbow attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11 - miss

light crossbow damage to enemy crew member: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Much of the crew is ready to fight the boarders, but a significant number must continue to help sail the ship. Both on your ship and the enemy ship much of the crew is involved in doing sailing things, above and below decks, although mostly above.

The remaining two enemy ships move closer, one of them coming up behind yours, and the other moving to the rear on your port side. Not quite on map yet

You can see the crew on these ships aiming crossbows and grapples as well.

Round 4 go!

Round 4:

If possible Lucina would try to board the enemy ship, Hard to tell the distances sorry. If able to get across she will take a defensive stance and use the enemies numbers against them.

If able to board: Activate Marital Flexability to gain Redirect Attack with an AC of 28 from mage armor.

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If unable to board Lucina continues to swat off attackers.
Flurry 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Damage 1: 1d6 + 1d4 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + (3) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 12

Flurry 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Damage 2: 1d6 + 1d4 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + (2) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 14

If Both Hit: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Well... now that they're finally close enough (I think I need to learn spellsong next level so I can keep up this sort of charade)

"मजाक कर रहा हूं!" ("Just kidding") Teniel shouts out, in finally-decent Vudrani. Flapping his arms like a bird, he continues, "और फिर एक कंकाल बाहर कूद गया!" ("And then a skeleton jumped out")

As the harpies wink out of existence two at a time, a skeleton appears on the enemy ship, spraying illusory blood all over the deck in a generally messy fashion, and wastes no time in attacking one of the not-sleeping archers.

Skeleton is a 20% real shadow creature, at DC 21 to disbelieve... it's also got some *fun* DR.

Skeleton claw 1: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 1 = 11
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5

Skeleton claw 2: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 = 4
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5

As he moves to a better position on the ship, climbing onto Pamburu's back, he bops the returned Magang Bayangan on the head, who begins to sing a different song.

Perform (sing) (purely out of curiosity): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32 Well THERE'S my crit threat...

Makoto raises her spear high overhead as if to strike, then brings it whistling down in a shrill screech. She keeps the energy contained, moving through slow and frenzied circles, as she combines dance and song. As she slips forward to above the hold, her pitch moves from a battlecry into a fast-paced dirge, Sora joining into the song from somewhere within her clothing, stepping in for the clarinet pieces.

Bardic Performance: Wind and Dance; Inspire Courage +1 Hit/Damage. v. Fear does not stack with Aura of Courage. The only space that can't be reached from her current position is the furthest southwestern corner. Or... nevermind. I was using the first map. :P Makoto can't reach any of the left side of the ship. Sorry Luc. If the space to her left opens up, she'll move into that. :) Total Bonuses: +1 Hit, Damage, +4 v. Fear within 30 feet.

So... I just remembered that I have all these hero points burning a hole in my pocket. And Pamburu hasn't actually acted yet this turn. So let's add some more actions!

As Makoto begins to whistle, Teniel does a double-take, then kicks his tiger in the side as he begins to move with blinding speed.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 11 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 11 + 12 = 32 (The +12 is from speed) (I think this is kosher; Pamburu was on a flat area where he could take a running start)

Pamburu scrabbles on the deck, then leaps through the air, landing with a clatter on the nearby deck and sinking his teeth into the nearest pirate. (the one to his SW).

Bite (power attack, charge, bless, courage): 1d20 + 4 + 2 - 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 2 - 1 + 1 + 1 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 10

Spending a hero point now for an additional standard action...

"मैं मौत के कप्तान हूं!" Teniel yells. Shadows begin to ripple across his face as he rapidly shouts out the words, and back-to-back with his summoned skeleton as he lets forth a spray of blinding lights, "और अब यह मेरी जहाज है!" ("I am the captain of death, and I have decided to claim this ship")

Color spray, Will DC 18. Area of effect sketched out in blue.

Concentration (violent motion): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Concentration (vigorous motion, DC 12): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Tavros will gently try to nudge the three sailors next to him further back, both with speech and soft touches. "Move back and I will repel any boarders for you. Or if they do not come to use, I will go to them." He tries to make his deep voice soothing enough not to startle them too much.

Same thing as last time. Readied action to attack. Here's hoping he'll be in a better position next round.

AC is currently 31
Shield: 3/30 rounds used, Magic horns 2/10 rounds used

Oh—Tavros points out that I may have gotten initiative confused? I'm just assuming I dropped a round of action when I was concentrating to fall to the next round in line with everyone else. Feel free to negate my action point surge if that's not how that timing is suppose to work.

At the end of the previous round, your illusion went 'Poof'. So, you didn't need to maintain concentration any longer on this round. :) Also, what's great about the sailors taking a step back, is that anyone attempting to board from that side are going to try to jump into the empty space. Which means Tavros need do nothing to ruin their days.

Round 3

Teniel motions and his summoned skeleton appears next to him. The grotesque undead startles the crew, who are already puzzled at their comrades who had just slumped over. The undead creature slashes out and claws one of the crewmen who screams in pain.

Teniel, mounts up on Pamburu and holds tight as the tiger's tail twitches and as Teniel spurs him to action, he feels the muscles tense and the tiger springs forward with a roar landing easily on the enemy deck where he savagely chomps down on the first pirate in reach, snagging the man by the neck and thrashing violently. You hear a snap and the man's body goes limp.

Teniel follows up with more magic, blasting the enemies on the deck where he landed.

crewman will save DC 18: 1d20 ⇒ 15 - fail
crewman will save DC 18: 1d20 ⇒ 15 - fail
crewman will save DC 18: 1d20 ⇒ 11 - fail
crewman will save DC 18: 1d20 ⇒ 12 - fail
crewman will save DC 18: 1d20 ⇒ 4 - fail

The crew are knocked unconscious tumbling to the deck, their weapons clattering as they reel from the magical blast.

Unconscious: 2d4 ⇒ (4, 4) = 8

Round 4

Lucina looks across the significant gap to the other ship. She considers vaulting over, but the deck and railing on the other ship are crowded with enemy combatants and thinks perhaps it is not such a good idea. She hunkers behind her shield and prepares to assault any who decide to bravely launch themselves to her side.

Tavros notes to the crew around him to move a bit. Some of them roll their eyes a bit startled but a few of them saw the minotaur disappear and make the connection between the voice and Makoto's magic.

To be continued..

Ok back

Round 4 continued

The enemies on the ship move to action, several of the crossbowmen at the front of the ship step back and reload their crossbows. The men who had attempted to grapple the ship see their attempts failed, and instead pull out billy clubs and hurl them down from the top of the upper deck towards the skeleton.

pirate #1 hurled club attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17 - hit
pirate #2 hurled club attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 - miss

club damage to skeleton: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

The rest of the pirates near the front are taking a nap or have been blasted into unconsciousness and are out. A large portion of the other pirates are working the sails to prevent them from being entangled from the proximity of your ship. Nearby a large brutish thugs stomps about snarling angrily and seeing Teniel grunts and thunders across the deck. The big fellow is shirtless, bald and covered in scars that would be more visible if he wasn't exceptionally hairy. In a sort of George the Animal Steele level of hairiness. He roars as he charges, lowering his shoulder, a knife in his teeth with a classic pirate look. It seems the knife is more utility, as he seems to be basically just body blocking Teniel.

Improved Bull Rush vs Teniel CMD 18: 1d20 + 19 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 19 - 1 = 28

Gets a little fuzzy here in terms of bull rush since Teniel is mounted, but he also has Raging Throw, so really he won't continue through Pamburu anyhow and just would rather knock Teniel into the skeleton.

Teniel goes flying from the back of Pamburu as the huge man bowls into him. He flies through the air and collides with the skeleton behind him and both slam into the wall behind them.

Both Teniel and the skeleton take 10 points of damage. (bludgeon in the case of the skeleton).

Next to the man a large grey-greenish woman, perhaps with orcish blood, steps up behind him and peers across the gap between the ships. She doesn't cross yet as the railings are full of defendants. She seems to be guarding their ship and waiting....

Whatever caster is up near the pilot's wheel moves down the steps a bit and launches another spell and a mass of sticky webs covers the rear of the ship, running from mast to wall to deck and catching and snagging on everything imaginable, making it hard to see and hard to move.

Reflex save DC 16, Captain Miar: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 10 + 1 = 15 - fail
Reflex save DC 16, Lucina: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 8 + 1 = 23- success
Reflex save DC 16, Tavros: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 = 20 - success
Reflex save DC 16, Makoto: 1d20 + 16 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 16 + 1 = 32 - success
Reflex save DC 16, Miyu: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 5 + 1 = 21 - success
Reflex save DC 16, Alree An: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 = 11 - fail
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 - fail
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 - fail
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14 - fail
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20 - success
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18 - success
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 - fail
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16 - success
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10 - fail
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 - fail
Reflex save DC 16, crew: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18 - success

Their captain/pilot continues to navigate the boat, very close to your own.

More to be continued. Long posts...