Quartle takes a moment to study the motions of the sailor who retrieved the man and woman (#4). Seeing his fellows are attacking with lethal force, he draws a cold iron arrow. Continuing to blend into the mast, the grippli fires at the sailor.
Morgana follows Celentria and slashes at the crossbowman, trying to finish him off before he gets another shot.
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Morgana and Celentia combine to drop the sailor on the quarterdeck.
As Quartle fires down on the sailor who got Vark and the woman, he yelps in pain as the arrows sinks in. He takes off and jumps off the ship, swimming away from the fight.
Two more crewman come out of quarters below the quarterdeck.
The female sailor yells at the coward and fires her crossbow at Quartle but his ability to blend in makes the deadly shot just miss.
*Miss due to concealment*
Vark fires at N'Dateh with his longbow but misses. He throws down his longbow in disgust and draws a scimitar. He yells out,
- Julian, Morgana, N'Dateh Celentria, Quartle, Crew,
AC 15 T 12 FF 13 CMD 25
AC 18 T 12 FF 17 CMD 25
Julian inspires with his song and draws his crossbow. The weapons of his team become enchanted!
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Celentria leaps down to confront the sailors below her, boldly confronting both. "I'd like to engage the captain there, but don't want to leave foes behind us."
She brings her rapier to bear, lunging and preparing to defend.
Celentria tries to parry all incoming attacks, and if successful Riposte.
The tiny horns on N'Dateh's cheeks flare wildly as he dodges under Vard's deadly arrow. Suddenly, he can't hear nothing but the voice in his head screaming FEAST ON THIS FOOL!! and he lunges forward to claw at the captain.
Morgana follows Celentria back down to the main deck, tucking in beside the swashbuckler and lashes out with her claws once again, trying to tear the man apart.
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A little croak escapes from Quartle as the bolt thuds against the mast right between his legs and he breaths thanks to Besmara. Gold to the goddess for that escape after this fight. Wide eyes focus on the female sailor as he draws and fires another cold iron arrow.
Morgana hits the crewman and he flees (provoking if you choose to attack, otherwise he dives off the side and swims away like the others)
The other crewman swings at the dangerous Morgana with his scimitar.
*Hit, not confirmed*
The female crew member drops her crossbow and help out Vark against N'Dateh. They both strike almost bringing N'Dateh down. . Vark slaps a shield on after he hits N'Dateh.
- Julian, Morgana, N'Dateh Celentria, Quartle, Crew,
AC 15 T 12 FF 13 CMD 25
AC 18 T 12 FF 17 CMD 25
Maena slashes at the man trying to flee, unsure of where the bloodlust comes from..
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N'Dateh's nostrils flare wildly and he hisses with pain as he feels the humans' curved blade slash long bloody gashes through his scales.
I will die here!! he thinks, and fear rises in his throat, taking hold of his mind and his muscles, until a voice booms through his head and pushes the pain and the fear away: Bite! Bite at his dark heart! Feast on this human as you pass on to meet your ancestors! BITE! BIIITE!!!
With a hissing roar, N'Dateh hurls himself at Vard, claws and teeth raking and snapping.
Julian gets a running jump to leap onto the boat.
Julian moves to engage Vark as quickly as possible.
Quartle attempts to use the action below to slip back into the shadow of the mast. He then draws and fires another cold iron arrow at the female sailor.
A long jump is a horizontal jump, made across a gap like a chasm or stream. At the midpoint of the jump, you attain a vertical height equal to one-quarter of the horizontal distance.
If your check succeeds, you land on your feet at the far end. If you fail the check by less than 5, you don’t clear the distance, but you can make a DC 15 Reflex save to grab the far edge of the gap. You end your movement grasping the far edge. If that leaves you dangling over a chasm or gap, getting up requires a move action and a DC 15 Climb check
Splash!!
After Julian splashes into the water, Quartle sinks another quarrel into the woman. She seems very injured now. N'Dateh manages to bite Vark.
Celentria charges the woman and drops her unconscious. Vark gets an angry look on his face as he sees his woman seriously injured.
Morgana narrows her eyes and slashes at the insolent twit that dared harm her, remembering to draw upon the divine power in her to power her attacks.
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Morgana's first blow opens up the crew member dropping him unconscious and bleeding to the deck.
"I'm not giving up yet. I'll take you both with me." He attempts a cleave attack but fails to execute it.
From below the deck you see some rising out from it. Then your hear the sound of screaming monkeys and parrots followed by a large crash and a high pitched scream. Following the scream a strange shrill keening sound also comes from below.
- Julian, Morgana, N'Dateh Celentria, Quartle, Crew,
AC 18 T 12 FF 17 CMD 25
Her foe down, Morgana's adrenaline fades w little, allowing her to feel the pain of her wounds. That cut deeper than I thought... , she thinks, and calls upon the Harbourwing to mend the cut.
Quartle shifts his attention to Vark and murmurs, "A poor choice I fear. Your form is poor and you've left an opening under your shoulder." An arrow slices down straight toward a gap in Vark's armor.
Round 4 Julian
Julian hits the water and is a natural swimmer, having grown up around the docks.
Julian swims to the side and continues his song.
He then tries to climb out of the water.
Vark takes another wound while Morgana heals one of her own.
N'Dateh, feeling woozy from his injuries, flares his nostrils at Vark, his voice a shiver: "Time to decide if you want the rest of your life feeding the fish Vark!"
Inside his head, the voices scream for blood.
Wounded and battered, Vark presses on. He attempts to cleave once more, starting with N'Dateh. He scores a hit on N'Dateh, dropping him to ground, however his followup swing against Celentia never comes close.
*Hit*
- Julian, Morgana, N'Dateh (Unconscious), Celentria, Quartle, Vark
AC 18 T 12 FF 17 CMD 25
"Not about to give up is he?" Quartle draws and fires another arrow at Vark, noting that his motions have left an open shot at an unarmored area on his left leg. Unfortunately the space he needs to hit is too tight and the arrow thuds harmlessly into the deck.
rnd 6 Juluan
Julian slipped grabbing the side, but with a mighty effort heaved himself up the side and got to his feat.
The little goblinoid finally sprawls on the deck after pulling himself aboard.
Not really thinking he looked intimidating, Julian still shouted: "Yield!!"
rnd 6 Juluan
Julian slipped grabbing the side, but with a mighty effort heaved himself up the side and got to his feat.
The little goblinoid finally sprawls on the deck after pulling himself aboard.
Not really thinking he looked intimidating, Julian still shouted after he struggled to his feet like a doused cat: "Yield!!"
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Taking Vark going down in stride and knowing there is nothing she can do at the moment, Celentria concentrates on the fight. Now one on one with Vark, Celentria grins wickedy. "Now, I unman you, coward... Stealing from a woman who trusted you - this will be enjoyable."
She dodges, twisting setting up her defenses strongly - attacks then holds her rapier in a position to block any further attacks by Vark.
N'Dateh's field of vision is washed by a spray of blood, then turns a painful shade of black, as he loses balance and plummets forward on his knees, then back, ending like a doll thrown on the floor.
Inside his head, the voices sing in happiness: Death in battle! Glory! Glory! The Heavens will open their doors to welcome their brave warrior. Death in battle! Glory! Glory!
The voices repeat and repeat their insane mantra as blood gurgles in soft bubbles down the side of his mouth, hesitating along the tips of the ochre barbs on his chin.
Listening to the sound of his death accompanying the hymn of the voices, he thinks to himself, attached to consciousness by a thread: I am mad! These voices... They will control me. Take over my destiny! They...
I don't want to die... I don't want to die. I don't want to die! I DON'T WANNA DIE he shouts back at the voice.
And they stop. Inside himself, N'Dateh has found a place of solace. The realization quickens his pulse and makes him groan.
A place of control..!
Celentia does unman him as she skewers him with the rapier. He gasps for a moment and falls to the deck of the ship.
Combat Over
You can choose to save Vark or any of the other crew members you injured if you choose. N'Dateh is bleeding, but soon stabilizes.
DC 10
DC 10
Julian approaches the fallen, reptilian warrior, and removes his wand and activates it with a quick command word. Healing energy quickly brings him to consciousness.
"Well, that ambush wasn't our finest. But, well, any ambush you can walk away from is good one right!!"
After a philosophical shrug, Julian pulls the lizardman to his feet after leaning back and bracing himself really well. As a small man, he knew that the bulky warrior would instead pull him to the ground if he wasn't prepared.
He points to Vark: "He is a cold-blooded killer, but he may know some things. I am conflicted about his fate."
N'Dateh coughs blood as he regains consciousness. He sits on the stairs of the deck, perhaps sick, perhaps lost in thoughts, staring at the sea.
What happened to me? What does it mean?
He can't hear the voices.
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Nodding at N'Dateh, "You should have waited for aid before confronting the big man. We will work better as a team once we get to know each other better, I suppose."
Pointing to Vark and the others she says. "If we can keep these from dying, it might be worth it to question this one. And the sailors were just following orders and didn't seem too bad as most of them ran when overmatched. I have little skill at healing, however."
To the group she adds, "After that, we heard some clatter from below - I suggest we head down as soon as we can."
N'Dateh snaps out of his reverie and offers: "I could bring him back, but I'm in a bad shape myself..."
Julian extends the healing wand again to the reptilian.
"I never get tired of magic!!"
He nods to Vark.
"He answers questions after we secure the ship."
He looks to the priestess.
"Can you keep him alive and unconscious for now?"
"Thank you Julian. I feel... Much better..." he says, but he doesn't seem to mean his body health. Somehow, he seems more focussed. Less distracted.
"I know nothing of human's pipes. All I can do is ask the spirits to fill him with life. It would be better just to stabilize him before heading down."
Morgana's eyes narrow, her eyes turning ice-cold as she looks at her own wounds, but her expression slowly warmsand she nods. "Aye," she says quietly and calls upon the Harbourwing to stabilize the wounded... starting with Vark.
Quartle makes his way down the mast to the deck, "Not bad. Sorry I was able to cover for you better N'Dateh. Anyone have an idea about that noise down below?"