GM Helio's PaPPbP

Game Master Helio

The brilliant Ol' Salty forgot to list his prepared spells... so I hope you don't mind if I list them now...

"D'you hear that?" Ol' Salty said to Bellamy. He scratched his head for a moment, puzzling what it might be.

Knowledge X: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Untrained: Arcana, Dungeoneering, History, Nobility, Planes.
K.Engineering +2
K.Geography +8
K.Local +1
K.Nature +5
K.Religion +4

Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Will Save:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10(+2 Vs Charm)

Uh oh...

Acrobatics:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Swim Check:1d20 + 19 ⇒ (2) + 19 = 21

Suny simply walks along the sail spar and leaps off into the waters below...

:(

"Yeah..." replied Bellamy.
Drawn by the strange singing, No-Eyes wandered out the focsle hatch to get a better hearing.
Will save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
As the haunting melody passes from one ear to another...
He shook his head, throwing off the strange, fuzzy feeling that threatened to overtake him.
Off in the distance, where the singing was, he also heard the distant flapping of wings. Then the splash as someone fell off a yardarm.

On their way to the helm, Reijo does a double take at Vik. "Hmpf. Lookin' good, Queenie. Ye done somethin'... diff'rent?" Looking her up and down, "Yer hair perhaps?"

On the poop deck, Reijo's attention shifts to the ship's artist. He smiles back at Belina, and risks a wink. "Aye, an' what a lovely lass fer an artist we have the fortune of workin' with. Reijo's me name."

As the melody unfolds, the sailor in red's eyes look athwart. The look he gave Vik and then Belina is now duplicated a third time to something there. His tense body relaxes and his pupils dilate... the sailor walks with the lightness of a feather, making his way to the side of the ship that Suny just leaped into...

Doh! That's what happens when your Will save is 0:
Will vs DC 19: 1d20 ⇒ 17

Reijo Ini: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Bellamy Ini: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Suny Ini: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Ol Salty Ini: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (13) + 0 = 13
Nhati Ini: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
Generic Sailor Ini: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Round 1
Ini Order: Viktorra, the beastie, Reijo and the other Crew, Bellamy, Nhati, Ol' Salty, and then Suny.

No surprise round, the sudden musical 'attack' is enough of a surprise!

Viktorra wastes no time playing about with the sound of any beast's music, leaping to action and racing down to the waist deck. She raises her pistol and waits for the beast to close the distance just a hair...

Which it does. It swoops down towards the yardarm, hovering with its powerful wings just beyond the reach of the rigging while it continues its haunting song. At a distance of perhaps only thirty feet, Viktorra calls it good enough. The report of her pistol resounds across the ocean, daring the song itself to battle, but the shot itself goes wide.

The bird-woman turns her attention to Viktorra, scowling with disapproval, before laying her eyes upon the navigator Belina. Already distracted...

Belina Will: 1d20 ⇒ 3

...her eyes glaze over even more as she looks upon the winged beauty. She steps away from the wheel, which immediately begins to careen to the side...

Several other crew members begin to leave their posts, shuffling towards the starboard side of the ship and gazing up at their host.

Bellamy joins the others on deck, easily shaking off the strange music--though he cannot see where exactly it's coming from. He hears a number of sailors walking off towards starboard, and the ship seems to be beginning a slow turn.

Suny, perhaps in an effort to give her old friend a big hug, leaps straight off the rigging and into the sea below.

Nhati still has her round 1 actions, but the rest of you can start posting round 2 actions if you'd like.

At work.

Hey! Here's a thought. Now with m'self in'a water... dun't tha' magic be busted by tha' diffrn't 'tween waves an' sky?

Round 1

In his trance-like state, Reijo makes his way over to the edge of the poop deck, staring at what to him seems like the most beautiful woman in the world.

"Comin' me love," he mutters aloud while walking... right off the edge of the ship! He follows Suny right into the watery depths below!

Double move towards the beautiful winged woman.

"By the Gods..." Trembled Ol' Salty in fear. If there was anything more terrifying to the old man than a siren, he did not know it.

Feeling the ship beginning to make a slow turn, and hearing the splashes of men falling into the water, Ol' Salty hardened. This was a fight to the death.

The old man gathered his courage and lay a hand on Lil' Fisher. "It be time, lad. Let us go." And so the two stepped forward onto the dock.

Ol' Salty Will: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Lil' Fisher Will: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

While the song grasped at their minds, both man and otter shook it off. Perhaps it was that they were already prepared, or that Ol' Salty had seen this kind of magic before. The first place Ol' Salty looked to was not the creature, but the empty helm. He rushed over as fast as he could and yelled "ALL HANDS ON DECK! STEADY YOURSELVES, WE HAVE A FLYING SIREN ON BOARD!"

Profession Sailor: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

While Ol' Salty yelled, Lil' Fisher jumped up to ring the warning bell.

Frustrated that he couldn't just sing to Countersong the enemy like his landbound brethren, Bellamy instead concentrated this round on casting Summon Monster I, specifically in the form of a Celestial Eagle.

Nhati Will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Tai Will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 (oops, should be 2 higher; doesn't matter)

Nhati, utterly entranced by the song, starts to move towards the wheel where Belina is also entranced. Here eyes are glazed over as she stares a the beauty. Tai the Parrot, on Nhati's shoulder, seems similarly entranced, and says in his parrot voice (in polyglot), "Wow....."

@Suny - Alright, I'll buy that. You and Reijo are still down in the water and your Round 1 actions were eaten up doing a whole lot of nothing (well, jumping and swimming), but you've got most of your senses back about you. Unfortunately for Reijo the waters are a little rougher on those of you without natural swim speeds, with a Swim DC of 15.

Round 1 Wrap-up

As both Nhati and Tai seem equally entranced by the lovely winged woman (perhaps the feathered of the pair even without the aid of magic), Ol' Salty comes charging out onto the deck, his eyes pinned to the careening wheel.

With a remarkable haste from the old sailor, he bounds up onto the poop deck and grabs hold of the rudder, pulling the ship back onto course and away from the jagged rocks scraping up alongside it. Lil' Fisher leaps to the bell, and sounds out a warning that resonates through the entire ship. While many of the sailors on deck are still trying to keep the ship pointed straight, those that can draw blades and make their intent clear. As all eyes turn towards the siren, those not fully enchanted by her beautiful song watch as she bares pointed teeth in scorn. Her song shifts, including a few lyrics in the lofty language of the skies...

Round 2 Start
Ini Order: Viktorra, the beastie, Reijo and the other Crew (charmed and otherwise), Bellamy, Nhati, Ol' Salty, and then Suny.

As Suny and Reijo pop their heads back above the water and get a good breath of fresh air, a strange fog falls over them. They remember... hearing a song, which now appears to be coming from the bird-woman above them. They also distinctly remember being on the ship. Somewhere up on deck, Ol' Salty is shouting about a siren and the ship's bell is ringing quite alarmingly...

Post with the beastie and crew's Round 2 actions soon(tm)

Wait, I didn't fail the Will save, did I? Because I definitely shot at her.

Hope you make a feather duster out'a that nasty birdy Viktorra!

Ack, ignore that. This is what I get for copy-pasting large chunks of text to save time and then mucking it up. It should have stopped after Tai and left the Viktorra down in the ini line... Spoiler boxes are hard ;.;

*Hugz their hardest workin' DM* (^_^)

One soon(TM) later...

Keeping well away from Viktorra and the shouting old sailor manning the wheel, the siren heads for the bow and lands just aft of the bowspirit on the forecastle. She lifts a winged arm, waving it over the waist deck, calling her friends to her.

The enchanted crewmen make a beeline for the forecastle, clambering up the stairs and forming something of a living wall between the siren and the rest of the ship. Worse, they've all drawn their weapons and look ready to defend her with their lives. Belina stands at the center of them, taking a position of command over the siren's new battalion as they blockade the stairs.

Yamtisy stands below, cutlass in hand, growling orders at the disobedient sailors. Though she's wrapped her bandanna over her ears, she starts to grow quiet as the siren's song grows more and more directed at her...

Yamtisy Will: 1d20 ⇒ 10

The enchanted crew parts, letting Yamtisy join Belina and the others atop the forecastle.

Of the remaining crew, only two sailors are not fully occupied trying to compensate for the sudden desertion of their comrades: Xosrov, the lookout still high atop the crow's nest, and a single pirate who's disentangled himself from the rigging. They look to you for direction, with their commanding officers missing or enchanted...

Wow. Sirens play dirty.

Round 2 Cont.
Ini Order: Viktorra, the beastie, Reijo and the other Crew (charmed and otherwise), Bellamy, Nhati, Ol' Salty, and then Suny.

Going to be off to work for a while in a while

Summoning is complete at the top of this round.
When No-Eyes turn comes around, the Celestial Eagle swoops in out of nowhere.
Bellamy calls out; "Get that Siren!" Waiving and pointing up forward where he can hear her.

The eagle swoops in to try to smite the siren.
talon smite 1: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 3 + 2 = 21 for a possible 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 piercing damage.
talon smite 2: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 2 = 12 for a possible 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 piercing damage.
bite smite: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 2 = 24 for a possible 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 slashing damage.

This round he casts Shield of Faith on himself.

Watching the bird soar over the ship, Vik springs into action, dropping her pistol somewhere safe and yelling at the sailors left available.

"Well? Come on! I don't intend on lettin' this mere bird wreck our crew! Grab a weapon, and fight!"

With that, and rapier in hand, Vik heads across the deck towards the thing, drawing her crossbow as she does.

"For Besmara and her crew!" is the cry that immediately precedes the bolt flying towards the bird.

Fervor-ing Divine Favor starting her (new found!) rage, drawing crossbow as part of the move to get 40 feet closer if that doesn't put her in danger of an AOO, firing crossbow one-handed (as she still has her rapier out).
Edit: Noticed I Fervor-ed a Divine Favor last round, so make this one Aid instead.
Edit 2: Even better idea! Vik uses Silence on herself! Aha! Begone, foul music! Once I get within 20 feet of her, of course.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Damage: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

From high on the mast, Xosrov nods at Viktorra's command and pulls a large, crank-loaded crossbow from somewhere below him. Steadying it against the rocking of the ship, he fires down at the siren.

Xosrov Xbow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Dmg: 1d10 ⇒ 5

The bolt strikes true, and the siren's song turns to a wail of furious pain. Pulling it free with a winged hand, she tosses it to the deck and turns her eyes towards the lookout high on the mast...

The other pirate pulls his cutlass and stands beside Viktorra, waiting to see how exactly he was supposed to deal with the wall of shipmates that barred the way to the siren.

I'll wait another day to post resolutions to the above actions, hopefully to resolve all player round 2 actions at once.

"No!" Nhati shouts at the others. "Don't hurt her! Why are you firing on her? This is a creature of beauty! Please! Oh...."

Resolving to protect the innocent siren who's been inexplicably attacked by her seemingly-insane companions, Nhati says, "...this will only be temporary. I'm sorry, Viktorra, but you've gone crazy, attacking this beautiful creature!"

She casts Giltterdust, targeting Viktorra and, if possible, any other hostile-to-the-siren crewmemebers nearby. (You will be covered with sparking motes. Will save DC 15 to avoid going blind. You get an additional Will save at the end of each of your rounds thereafter.)

Aww, man! That's rough, Nhati. Luckily, rage should help with that. Let's hope I don't go blind!

Will DC 15: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

It appears as though Vik didn't understand what you said (Silence), but it's pretty obvious you meant to aim it at her. She seems to respond, but unless someone can read lips, what she said will be a mystery.

Down in the water, Suny manages to grab hold of a few errant ropes hanging from the side of the ship and hold on as it enters its next maneuver. She grabs Reijo by the hand and drags the grump along as the two of them get pummeled by the waves. The rope is slippery, but it's steady enough to pull yourselves up.

You'll need some climb checks to get yourselves out of the water!

Meanwhile, up on the deck, it seems a fight is going in full force. Sailors shout back and forth at one another, apparently in defense of the flying critter that just landed up near the bow.

Fortunately, Bellamy's celestial eagle appears out of nothingness, swooping in from the aether between world to deliver a pair of nasty talons to the birdy siren.

Vik switches modes and drops her pistol for the much more traditional crossbow. She charges to the base of the forecastle's stairs and levels the weapon at the siren...

Only for one of the sailors to willingly throw himself in front of the bolt! Taking soft cover to a whole new level of pain, the sailor drops to a knee, clutching his new wound as the siren behind grins with a sadistic admiration for the pirate's heroics.

It seems that getting a good shot at the siren is going to mean breaking through the shield wall of pirates she's collected...

Which now includes Nhati. With a bit of magic, a plume of glittery golden dust falls over Viktorra and the pirate beside her.

Pirate Will: 1d20 ⇒ 7

And while Viktorra easily shakes off the annoyance, the pirate beside her is not so fortunate. He clutches at his eyes, desperate to try and restore vision, while taking his best blind-defense swordsman's stance. (It is not a particularly good one.) A series of entirely silent expletives follow, lost behind the magical veil of Viktorra's silence.

Round 2 Cont.
Ini Order: Viktorra, the beastie, Reijo and the other Crew (charmed and otherwise), Bellamy, Nhati, Ol' Salty, and then Suny.
Ol' Salty, Suny, and Reijo all still have actions available for round 2. @Suny - you're welcome to attempt the climb first, or try and get the non-natural swimmer out of the water before yourself.

Am all-a-ways ready ta' be helpin' folks. (^_^)

Climb Check:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25 (Aid another)

When her turn comes, Nhati will whirl and make an attack against the imminent threat against the beauteous creature with the amazing voice: the summoned eagle. She'll let loose with magic missiles, firing three at the eagle.

MM1: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
MM2: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
MM2: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Round 2

"What th'bloody hells?!" Splashing in the waters, Reijo is confused and angry about how he was on deck one moment and in the ocean another. He quickly follows after the tanned elf back up to the deck. He makes good use of his baording axe, using its pick head to aid his ascent. Though a good swimmer, he's not fond of staying in the wavy ocean when there's payback to be had on deck.

On deck, he keeps low at first, trying to get an idea of the scenario before them before deciding on his next course of action.

Climb up, but keep low to the deck (+2 axe):
Climb 1: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 2 = 14
Climb 2: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 2 = 14

Round 2:

While keeping hold of the helm, Ol' Salty stares down the bewitched Nhati. He reaches out with his hand, and while grasping at the air commands "Nhati, I release you!"

Dispel Magic: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

Lil' Fisher stops ringing the bell, and returns to his master.

Late in round 2

Having helped Reijo climb a rope, Suny herself looks to the ship's sides for the best way to get up to where she wants to go.

Climb:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Though the ships' motion through the waves makes the going a little bit difficult.

Well, that's rude.

Could I get a judgement on distance, Helio? And what I think it might take to get me through the crowd of sailors (preferably without killing many)?

Amazing MSPaint map of the relevant bits in this fight so far.

Reijo pulls out his boarding axe and uses it for exactly what it's meant for--boarding ships. The fact that he's boarding the very ship he just fell (jumped) off of is a lost irony in the midst of the battle. With a boost from Suny, he just barely manages to hold onto the slick side of the ship with the head of his axe.

Suny, close on his tail, does not have such luck--fortunately, she's quite the capable swimmer. She keeps close to the ship, dipping below the waves that threaten to knock her off towards the dangerous limestone rocks.

Meanwhile, Ol' Salty turns to Nhati and uses a bit of his own magic to sever the siren's control over his friend. As awareness blinks back into Nhati's eyes, she starts to come to the realization that not everything is as it had appeared...

End R2, R3 Start.Beastie+NPC actions soonish
Ini Order: Viktorra, the beastie, Reijo and the other Crew (charmed and otherwise), Bellamy, Nhati, Ol' Salty, and then Suny.

@Vik et al. - Getting past the shield wall (well, no shields, but you get the idea) will require you to either fight your way through them (a total of six generic sailors/pirates, plus Belina the navigator and Yamtisy the bosun) or somehow push your way through. Bullrushes, overuns, nonlethal damage, acrobatic-ing your way through the occupied squares, or -- as Reijo seems to have planned already -- climbing sideways along the boat and coming up behind the siren.
@Reijo - you've got about 50-60 horizontal feet to climb, but since you've gotten up and out of the water, it's not the hardest climb. Granted, there's at least one more maneuver coming up for the ship...

Bellamy's eagle swoops in to try to smite the siren again.
talon smite 1: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 3 + 2 = 17 for a possible 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 piercing damage.
talon smite 2: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13 for a possible 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 piercing damage.
bite: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 2 = 23 for a possible 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 piercing damage.

Bellamy approached the line of sailors blocking the way to the Siren.
"Say cheeese ye lubbers!" He said and cast color spray at the densest part of the protective line. (Will save DC 14)

♫ Jus' keep clim-bin', jus' keep clim-bin' ♪ Suny thinks to herself as she continues to try and get back on deck.

Climb Check:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Round 3

Nearly slipping back into the waters below, the angry sailor climbs back down to the side of the ship. There, he hangs along the side of the ship from raised boards running front to back. With axe in one hand to dig securely into the wooden hull, the other grabs for his next careful step.

He climb sideways, towards the forecastle...

Double move, climbs 7.5 of 50 or 60 ft.:
Climb #1: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 2 = 12 no progress
Climb #2: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 2 = 22 move 7.5 ft.

I assume this is a DC 15 at most? Otherwise, Reijo's doing something else instead...

@Reijo - correct, DC 15. It was a DC 20 to get out of the water, though.

R3

As Reijo slowly but surely makes his way closer to the ship's bow (and Suny as close behind as she can manage), the siren turns her full attention to the group resisting her charms on the waist deck. With a wave of a winged arm, she urges Yamtisy to go and bark orders as she always does.

The half-orc bosun obliges her new best friend, shouting at the top of her lungs. The pirates begin filing down the stairs on either side, swords at the ready as they move their wall forward.

Meanwhile, Bellamy's eagle friend gets in a bird-fight with the siren. Though only one talon lands this time, it earns the siren's full ire as she turns on it with her own talons and rends it from the sky. The beautiful celestial eagle fades back into the aether from which it came...

The blinded pirate beside Viktorra continues to have issues with the golden dust covering his head, while high above you can hear the sound of Xosrov steadily cranking his heavy crossbow to full draw.

R3 Cont
Ini Order: Viktorra, the beastie, Reijo and the other Crew (charmed and otherwise), Bellamy, Nhati, Ol' Salty, and then Suny.
Still need Vik, Nhati (now uncharmed, so your magic missiles never went off!), and Salty.

As Nhati comes to her senses, she feels very chagrined.

She tries to look like she's still working with the other sailors defending the siren as she casts a spell, in hopes that they won't attack her. WHen she finishes, though, she targets them....

Casting Glitterdust again, but this time trying to cover the siren and as many of the sailors defending the siren as possible. Then, try to move back out of dodge before she gets attacked. Will save DC for the sailors and sirens to avoid going blind is DC15

(Tai will probably be angry at Nahti for doing this....)

Time to bring out the big guns.

As the old man clings onto the helm while watching his friends fight one another, he stares down the siren. Bellowing out his prayer, he calls forth the ghostly image of a merman wielding a trident.

Trident: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

As another spray of glittering dust coats a second part of the deck, the siren lifts a winged arm just in time to avoid getting a faceful of blinding dust. The pirates guarding her, however, are not so fortunate. Four of them meet the glittering cloud of dust face-first and immediately regret this decision. One of the unfortunates is the not-quite-herself navigator Belina, who stumbles back against the bulwark as she tries to clear her eyes.

Facing the front of the ship, the top of right staircase is now full of blinded sailors. They should be considerably easier to pass through, if you felt so inclined.

Even worse, Tai seems decidedly unhappy with Nhati's sudden change of heart. Tai digs his feet in until they're on the verge of drawing blood, squawking a mixture of angry parrot and angry Polyglot.

Ol' Salty calls forth the mighty spirit merman, wielding the trident of Gozreh as it rushes across the deck, then straight up onto the forecastle at the siren. The bird flaps frantically, ducking back towards the bowspirit just far enough to avoid becoming a shishkabob.

Viktorra still has round 3 action available and she's first up in the next round.

Round 4 Start
Ini Order: Viktorra, the beastie, Reijo and the other Crew (charmed and otherwise), Bellamy, Nhati, Ol' Salty, and then Suny.

Bugger! I is at tha' wrong end of tha' boat!

Suny does her best to get towards the bow and where all the commotion seems to be happening.

Yah, stayin' in the water an' swimmin' ta' th'a bow....

In post 1281, at the same time as the eagle attack I also color sprayed the guys defending the harpy. Did that go off?

@Bellamy - I totally missed that color spray. My bad!
@Suny - You're a bit further up than that amazing map shows. I haven't updated it since the end of round 2, so it's not 100% accurate anymore.

Perhaps because of the whims of fate, the forgetfulness of the gods, or just some bad luck, Bellamy's color spray takes a hair longer to spring froth from the realm of magic than it should. And then it takes several hairs longer.

Thumping his fist against the bottom of the stairwell seems to do the trick, though, as a blast of color catches three of the sailors on the left staircase... and takes them all out. They fumble sideways, blinded and stunned, barely able to keep on their feet at all.

Of all her newfound allies, the only one still standing in fighting condition is the grumpy Yamtisy... and she doesn't look particularly happy about this. (Well, and Tai.)

And with that, both stairs are clear of overtly hostile pirates! You'll still have to shove on past them, but none of them are in particularly good fighting shape.

Sunny continues to swim and climb and try and get into a position to help.

"We's got'a leave some ropes a danglin'. Would be makin' this a whole lot easier..." She mutters to herself.

"Ow! Tai, stop that! It's me! Don't listen to the Siren, she's got your mind, just like she had mine!" Nhati exclaims in Polyglot. "Our bond, look to it -- it's far stronger, more real, than this superficial mind control."

Turning her focus towards the siren, she speaks some arcane syllables, and three streaks of greenish magical force shoot towards the monster.

Sorry, school had me caught up. I'm back!

Question before I post, though. I'm a bit confused about timing. With the first of Vik's turns I still have to post, was the path to the thing clear? I assume at the secind it is, but I'm not too sure about the first.

@Vik - If it's easier, just consider your action(s) delayed until the stairs were cleared for your convenience :)

Okay! Sounds good! Assuming the lady is still there when I get there...
Shouldn't my Silence help the sailors that are under her song in the area of the thing?

Vik will offer a silent prayer to Besmara, asking for accuracy, and then bound up the stairs through the disoriented pirates towards the siren.
Swift action for sacred weapon for Keen, move action towards her, standard action attack. Second turn, if she needs to move again, she will.

attack 1: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21
damage 1: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Acrobatics, if needed: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

attack 2: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24
damage 2: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Round 3

Hearing the commotion of the wall of pirates lapse, Reijo peeks over the edge of the deck to see most of the bedazzled crew stunned and staring off blindly.

Smirking with an evil grin, the pirate climbs up onto the deck via the starboard rigging. Drawing his cutlass, he moves swiftly forward on deck, approaching where Vik was just positioned... a cruel gaze stares menacingly towards the siren.

Climb over the deck [move action]. Hustle to the fore of the ship (should end turn adjacent to where Vik was on the to-be-updated map, on her right side), drawing his cutlass as he moves [move action].
Climb: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 + 2 = 15

Deciding not to plunge into melee, Bellamy cackled and yelled out; "Did I git 'er?"
He strained to hear whether the harpy was still active.
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
"Seriously, I can't see her!"

@Vik - Indeed it will! (Though most of the sailors are now incapacitated in some way.)
@Reijo - Since you did some climbing since that map was so painstakingly drawn, you're probably close enough to hustle onto the forecastle, though you won't be able to attack.

Viktorra barrels up the stairs after seeing the stairs clear, though her steps fall strangely silent in the radius of her magic. The siren's eyes go wide as her voice suddenly stops working. You can see her frantically trying to urge song to her lips, but failing. A moment too late, she seems to grasp the gravity of this development.

At that moment, Viktorra's blade meets feathered beast, striking true and piercing through flesh. Blood slickens her blade as she draws back, keeping close to the siren to limit its movement, and puts a second dire gash through her.

Beside her, Yamtisy barks orders at her--orders lost in the silence, though her rage is evident even without the accompanying noise.

The siren looks to her incapacitated allies, then to the warpriest before her, then to the charging Reijo barreling up the stairs. She glances over her shoulder, then turns and runs a half-dozen paces up the bowspirit, flapping frantically as she takes to the air...

The siren drops her song and takes a full withdrawal action to take to the skies, headed roughly for where you'd guess she's nesting.

... but all the wing in the world can't stop a well-aimed blast of magic. Nhati's missiles arc through the air, powered perhaps by a sense of karma, and sear through the feathers on the back of the siren. She careens sideways, then flops from the air and into the waves.

Aaaand then she plops down in the water somewhere between the Magpie Princess and her nesting pillar.

Which is all well and good, except that the ship rapidly approaches another of the limestone pillars, and someone's got to haul her around these things...

You've got two turns to get this boat back on course and around the next obstacle with a successful DC 20 Prof(sailor) or similar check at the wheel.

Prof(sailor): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

Even though he's been a sailor nearly his entire life, Ol' Salty cannot continue to steer the ship all on his lonesome. "Oi!" He yells out to the bow. "I need eyes on our surroundins like! Tell me what ya see!"

Basically, he's asking for an Aid Another