Serra manages to squirm and wriggle enough to keep them from doing too much damage initially, but eventually they overpower and begin to dig their claws into her skin...
Muddy arms and bone fingers claw at Orland, trying to pull him down.
The man struggles back, using the Webley like a club to try to smash his way free.
With a combination of pushing and pulling and hammering at his foes, Orland manages to stay on his feet.
Orland sees Serra get pulled under in a pile of bones and mud!
He bellows out in rage, and tries to shove some of the creatures out of the way, letting Serra have a chance to get back on her feet.
He booms out in his Sgt Major voice, used for commanding troops under fire Get back on your feet lass and behind me. I'll keep these things off if you can deal with your priest!
*This occurs regardless of the outcome of your Create Advantage, so even if the Advantage fails and is used against you, you may designate two allies that each gain a boost.
Dice roll as necessary assuming I use Grit to make this happen (which I think applies, because I am trying to keep my troops in line, organize the line defense so others can take out the opposition)
We can call the aspect leading from the front.
I think Serra and Huey should get the boosts, as the advantage is more in line with combat / fighting, and Amaziah is more in the talking / conning mode at the moment.
Serra, you get plunged deep into the mud that surrounds this reservoir, joining the cadavers that infest it. To the others, you're merely knocked down to the earth beneath these conjured spirits; but to you, you're buried alive. That's when you sense it. It doesn't speak, but you know that it's here. That HE's here. And he notices you as well. Even as you come more to your senses, realizing that you're hardly in the tragic situation you feared, you have no doubt that this presence remains. It has something it wishes to say.
Orland, you're clearly right at home even in the midst of this turmoil. Your clear and commanding voice resonates loudly in this cavern, amidst the rattle and chime of the various fetishes. There's a bolstering atmosphere that it creates, and even these dire circumstances hardly seem as pressing as they did a moment ago.
Hearing Orland's encouragement, Huey manages to escape from the mud people, but they soon catch up with him and hold him in his place.
Huey continues to struggle with his attackers, but is unable to escape, and remains grappled.
A moment of physical respite, replaced with a moment of fear mixed with curiosity, along with Orland's command leaves Serra struggling against the Mud men, pulling bodily against them in an attempt to slam them into one another. She was less interested in being free and more interested in thinning the herd.
Serra, your thrashing assault doesn't break you free, but it does cause two of these earthen spirits to collide with incredible force as you flip it over yourself and into the other. The dull smack of wet soil rings in your ears, and several of the bones drop into the mud beside you as the spirit breaks apart.
"Well Ah'd love to give ya a sermon, Mr. Bienville, but now's really more of a time for a eulogy. If you really want to understand better, prehaps you should come to church on Sunday. I don't have the time to go into it all at the moment, however. I'm sure you undahstand." The father's focus remains solely on Amaziah, pacing backwards slowly toward the exit tunnel at his back.
Huey tries to jump up to help, but has trouble getting out from under the grappling mud creature. He reaches for his gun in an attempt to shoot at the creature, despite the difficulty in doing so, hoping that once he is armed, the gun will make up for his poor physique.