With cutlass in hand, Dereje turns back and hurries to join Mizu on the front line. Unfortunately, swordplay was not his preferred form of combat, a fact not at all helped by his current condition. Nonetheless, he takes a sloppy swing with his blade.
ROUND 4
As he stumbles to the pile, dizzily dropping to one knee as he lays hands on the butt of his spear-shaft, protruding from under a heavy pack, Lawdrak lets out a shrill whistle, and a yell of "Oi! Sharpmaw!".
He draws the spear out, shaking it a few times as the heavy, triangular head catches on something int he pile, then turns and, heedless of the long, whip-like tails, runs to aid the unconscious gnome.
Lawdrak winces as another stinger rips into him, but he manages to keep going.
Estietre gathers her crossbow and quarrel from the pile, and loads a bolt as she steps a little further away.
Happy to see people waking up, she comments.. perhaps more coolly casual than the situation calls for....
"We are in a way a smidge lucky, you know. These eurypterids have kin much larger than this."
Mizu wobbles slightly as she tries to bring her katana across one of the crab-like creatures, though it's clear that the venom is taking its toll.
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(includes -2 penalty for sickened)
Round 4
For a moment, Adara feels something start to course through her blood making her limbs feel sluggish. But then she feels the fire in her belly begin to burn, and whatever was trying to ruin her body's nervous control is consumed in it. Instead, her blood boils and anger fills her.
"No!" Adara bellows. "No, no, no!" How dare these...creatures interrupt dinner! Reality has not quite set in for Adara yet.
She takes several steps forward and thrusts out one hand. The hand is missing its glove and what can be seen is horrible. Flesh black as if cooked until the skin had flaked to ash. Horrible burns under the blackened portion leave the muscle below red and angry. Her other hand is still gloved but somehow in the tragedy that has befallen the party, this blackened claw lost its protective cover. Adara's ruined hand erupts as fire pours out of her crispy palm and blasts the horrid creatures before her.
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Flame engulfs two of the scorpions, burning them to crisp.
The two remaining scorpions try and sate their hunger on the young Kellid druid, tearing at his flesh with claws as Lawdrak falls to the ground unconscious.
@Lawdrak
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Remainder of Round 5
Mum
Mizu
Dereje
Gelik
Lawdrak - Unconscious
Round 6
Adara
Mum aims at the eurypterid of which she the most clear shot.
"Have faith... I've practiced this thing for well over an hour."
She fires, frowns, then reloads.
"Find your meal elsewhere, cretin!" the paladin snarls, standing over the unconscious Lawdrak's body protectively. He swats at the scorpion () with his sword, but once more his blade fails to meet its mark.
Mizu continues her attempt to ward off the crabby beast with her katana.
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...but it seems likely that the crabs will wind up eating everyone.
Adara blinks as the now charred carapaces of the oversized arachnids fall to the sand. Sand? A beach? What is this? A wave of nausea sweeps over her and she sways, but even so she hears the cries of the others and more clicking and clacking from more giant claws.
"This is unacceptable! By the Fires of the Dawnflower's hair!" The curse is particularly emphatic as Adara once again strides to a place where she can reach the monsters attacking everyone. Again the flames of her rage burst into bloom.
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Adara's spell roars over the two scorpions, damaging both and setting one aflame.
The burning scorpion does its best to retreat to the sea. While the remaining scorpion attacks it's tormentor, cutting into the Suli woman's flesh with a pair a well placed claw strikes, but failing to land the venomous sting.
@Adara
- Potential Crit
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Round 6 Continues...
Mum
Mizu
Dereje
Gelik
Lawdrak - Unconscious
Mizu lashes out as the creature attempts its retreat.
Mizu attempts to chase down the remaining beast, giving it a follow up slice as her feet kick up the sand.
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Mizu deftly slashes at the remaining scorpion, causing the creature's innards to fall upon the sand.
Shortly after Mizu strikes the final blow the remaining castaways begin to awaken.
"Bloody hell, what in the Nine Hells happened?" Aerys groans as she gets to her feet.
Ishirou, Sasha, and a man in manacles groan as they stagger to their feet, looking around the beach.
To the south, a wall of green rises in the form of a dense jungle filled with a cacophony of life. To the east and west, ragged arms of jagged rocks reach out to embrace a wave-tossed cove, while to the north, the waters of the sea surge and churn between the beach and a line of razor-sharp rocks.
Mizu whips her sword in an arc that sprays viscera from the blade, then carefully wipes it on her damp clothing. Her lips press together in disapproval at having to wipe the blade against salt water, but there's nothing to do for it.
Squinting against the sun's glare on the sand, she says, "We seem to be shipwrecked. We should take what we can gather and look for shelter. Obviously this beach is unsafe."
She looks out to the ocean, shades her eyes with one hand, then points. "Our ship was less fortunate than we are."
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As Mizu points out the ship, the shackled man comments, "It appears that the ship may still be intact enough to contain something of use. Perhaps if we are lucky the galley still has some of the provisions aboard."
More quietly he adds, "Maybe the key to my bonds is still in the Captain's cabin. If I can be freed and my belongings are still on the ship, I can be of aid healing and providing fresh water."
"I can easily swim out there," says Mizu, "but we should establish a good place to camp first. No sense in my hauling back a bunch of provisions if we don't know what we need, or where to bring them."
With that she starts checking over her possessions to see what's available. "I don't have any food with me," she says. "Nor fresh water."
"I can definitely make it out there, but it may be a bit more difficult for the rest of you," Mizu continues. "What do you all think? If the tide comes back in the ship will be harder to reach for everyone else."
Dereje sighs as he sheathes his cutlass, finding himself rather disappointed by his ineptitude. It was fortunate that the others knew their way around a fight. Still, it did wound his pride a little. The paladin stoops down by Lawdrak's side, making sure that the man wasn't in danger of bleeding out.
"Are there any other healers among us?" he asks, more or less ignoring the shackled man's offer. He was in manacles for good reason, he wagered.
On her way to see Lawdrak's condition for herself, Mum smiles sympathetically to the shackled man.
"We'll have time enough later for redemptive acts, to be sure."
She then answers Dereje with a troubled frown.
"Not I... things I can mend, but not people."
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"I have nothing to be redeemed for. I was framed by my superior...that's the bastard who should be being brought to trial." the shackled man responds calmly.
Aerys, Ishirou, Gelik, and Sasha begin to look through the pile of equipement for their belongings.
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Mizu turns back to look at Lawdrak and says, "I am not skilled in the healing arts."
Adara swiftly moves to treat everyone despite her own vision blurring and the nausea she's experiencing.
"You. Come here and give me your opinions."She snaps her fingers at the shackled man "I am not feeling well myself, so I may need insight if you truly have skill." She points to each person to see and hear his own assessments about the inspections in order to judge if he does have any competency in the field.
After her examinations, Adara should have a pretty good idea of who is most in need of actual divine healing if anyone.
After seeing to everyone's injuries, Adara blearily looks around. Her eyes look up to sun high above and its hot tropical rays beating down. Seeing everyone still milling around, she begins issuing orders without thought.
"As much as I welcome the Dawnflower's powerful light, in our condition, we should find shade and remove ourselves from this beach if no suitable refuge can be located nearby."
She waves a hand to indicate Lawdrak and any others who may be inured or have difficulty walking. "Gather up the gear we can, and let's help move these people to safety. We can sort out who owns what once we've done so."
Pointing to Mizu no Hana, Adara says, "You say you can swim excellently, Mizu. I suggest you and at least one other who is a strong swimmer attempt to reach the Jenivere before the tide pulls it out to sea or otherwise makes it treacherous. Make for the hold if possible. Much of the ship's goods may yet be intact, and Lawdrak has much lamented his dinosaur companion has been locked up in it. I feel strongly his companion will be of great aid to us in our present circumstances. Such a creature should be perfectly at home in this," she waves a hand at the jungle beyond the shore's sands.
"Once we have situated ourselves more securely, I will send those with ranged skills to try and cover you in the event more of these," Adara kicks the carcass of one of the giant arachnid creatures, "attempt to accost you. But I imagine you will mostly be on your own, and they may be more adroit in these turbulent waters than what we can account from shore."
Adara looks around as everyone looks at her aghast or surprised at her barking commands.
"This is not the time for debate! Move!"
Adara appears to want to take the man at his word. As he assists her, she points at his chest and says with authority, "Name." The words are a statement with a clear expectation.
Mizu blinks slowly, then she suddenly bursts into a run toward the wreck.
Adara listens to Jask's opinions, nodding occasionally. When it comes to himself, Adara gives him a sly smile.
"Healers are always the worst patients and the most liberal with their own need for treatment."
She gives him an up and down look, sizing him up. When Mizu turns to run for the water, Adara yells after her.
"Look for the key, Mizu! Captain's quarters!"
Adara makes a judgement call to hold off on any healing until the day has wound down and any further adventures have been resolved. She scans the area for a suitable place to lead the stranded survivors.
Adara pays more attention to those on the beach, giving instructions or advice or even her own shoulder when needed. Concern for Mizu and Lawdrak's companion also contributes to her distraction as she glances frequently towards the undine beginning her dive into the ocean.
While the weather seems to indeed be making true on Adara's own prediction, at the moment the dizziness from the sickness has made it difficult for her to realize that the powerful sun will soon be upon them. Aside from still trying to organize the retreat from the beach, Adara is currently too preoccupied herself to locate a suitable refuge.
Though surprised to hear Adara take charge so brazenly, Dereje nods with both affirmation and approval, glad that some plan of action was laid out. He glances at Jask, clearly still distrustful of him, but he lets it pass for the time being. I will have to keep an eye on that one.
"Whatever we are going to do, we had best do it quickly," he says as takes up as much of the gear as he can carry. In doing so, he quickly finds his pistol, which he flips over in his hand once before returning it to his holster. He could worry about making sure that it was in working order later. "By midday, the heat will be too intense to risk moving around in."
"Hotter yet, you say?" Mum's fern-haired tiny treeman floats over to her shoulder, and leans to lend shade to her face.
"I do not swim terribly well without arcane enhancement... which I've been meaning to prepare... heh old habits..." she hums quietly to herself as she helps carry more than her share of gear.
She smiles at Adara "leading people must be tiring... how nice of her to take charge.", and follows.