
Eri la Grave |

Smiling with girlish glee she swings her mighty axe at him while his back is turned without a word. He would never call her "little girl" again.
Surprise!!: 3d12 + 21 ⇒ (6, 9, 2) + 21 = 38

Eri la Grave |

She giggles, "Now that was fun. You wanna look him over for the money we need to give back to Thorne before I disembowel him to feed to the fishes?" She asks with a smile while blood is splashed across her face and torso.

Eri la Grave |

Stepping over the stupid bastard's body she goes to Ravan and puts a hand on her arm as she looks up at her and clocks her head to the side slightly, "Are you okay? Did that scum hurt you?"

Eri la Grave |

She smiles as she nods while bouncing slightly on the balls of her feet, "Yes....Yes it was. Shmuck didn't even see me coming. Well....I guess we better find that money before I shred him up and throw him overboard. We don't want anything getting traced back to us now do we?" She says with girlish glee at the though of getting to shred the bastard.

Eri la Grave |

Hehehe....thank you. I try my best.
Giving his side a good kick she curses, "Of course it couldn't be that easy. Well...whatever this key goes to should hold what we really want. Want to take it to Cyrus while I deal with this? Perhaps he can find what it goes to?"

Eri la Grave |

She smiles before tearing off his armor and clothing. Extending her claws she starts rending his flesh, while chewing on him here and there. From above deck the sounds of her partially devouring him can be heard as flesh and sinew tear and bones are broken. When she's satisfied and the corpse is mangled and bloody enough to attract the kind of scavengers that will leave no trace of his body for others to find, she heads back up topside.
While still covered in his blood she grabs a chewed on appendage and drags him back up on deck. Moving to the rear of the ship, she pauses by one of the crew, "I left some mess down below. Be a dear and clean it up for me?" She then goes to the railing and picking his mangled corpse up above her head, throws him into the water in the wake of the ship as they leave him behind them. She then goes to Raven as she changes back into her petite self. Still covered in gore she tugs on Ravans sleeve, "Clean please?"

Eri la Grave |

Really? I wasn't even trying to be scary and I thought I asked really nicely for someone to clean up the mess I made. Wouldn't want to deliver dirty merchandise now would we?

GM Scary Ceiling Voice |

I think you are failing to take into account how terrifying your post shredding visage is. You're covered in blood and gore, dragging what's left of their former captain to the rear of the boat, and on top of that ask one of them, in a nonchalant way, to 'be a dear and clean it up for me?' Compound that with what they've already seen you do in those other fights, that'll destroy any notions of rebellion they might have had.

Eri la Grave |

Also, don't forget the hatch was opened to below deck so I'm sure they could actually hear me tearing into him and crunching on his bones and all that good stuff as well.

Ravanalonna |

With a smile, Ravanalonna waves her hand with a flourish, the blood and gore seeming to evaporate. The sorceress meets the eyes of the crew member that passed her the note and winks.

Eri la Grave |
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She lets out a sigh of relief, "Oh yeah...that's better. That would have gotten really itchy and uncomfortable really fast. Thanks Ravan." Finding a place to sit on the deck she pulls one of the few remaining chocolate chip cookies she had taken with her out and happily munches on it. The sweetness of the cookies a perfect ending to her most recent "meal".

Eri la Grave |
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She nods as she enjoys her cookies, "Yup yup...my tummy is full and I have cookies and someone who loves me now. I'm happy." She replies as she sort of leans against Ruedo.

Eri la Grave |

Once she finishes her cookie, with her belly being so full she starts to feel sleepy as she feels the boat rock back and forth. Once Ruedo is done with his cookie, she crawls into his lap and curls up with her head resting on one of his thighs. It doesn't take long for her eyes to start closing as her breathing slows and soft snoring sounds are heard coming from the now almost innocent looking girl as she's curled up in her boyfriend's lap.

GM Scary Ceiling Voice |

If there’s nothing else……..
Dawn of the following day heralded the coming of a storm. The crew informed you that the ship couldn't take such a storm loaded down as it was, they suggested you head to a nearby island which had a sheltering cove. They brought the ship up to shore and you made camp nearby.
The storm raged all day, finally dying down about sunset. Quickly splitting the watches between the men, you also decide that one of you should stand with each watch as well.
Close to midnight, those asleep are awoken by one of the men on watch yelling. Getting up, you see five entities rise up from the ground. They are not tall, each about the size of a Halfling, and appear to be made of nothing but water.
Ruedo, you were on watch at the time, so Caliban is out.
Caliban: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Cyrus: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Eri: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Ravan: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Ruedo: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (10) - 1 = 9
Water Elements: 1d20 ⇒ 1
TW: 1d20 ⇒ 10
N: 1d20 ⇒ 4
Sailors: 1d20 ⇒ 7
Round 1:
Eri, Caliban, Cyrus, Ravan, TW, Ruedo, Sailors, N, WE

Eri la Grave |

Looking at the strange creatures as she moves a little closer she says, "They look like water....can we actually hurt them?"
I'm not able to get close enough to attack, so I'm just moving up and asking to find out if anyone knows anything about these damn things before just rushing into it. Moving to I11 to stand next to Ruedo.

Cyrus Darkwater |

Attack: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 8 - 2 = 16
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Cyrus rushes the nearest elemental and despite his best instincts tries to strike the living water.

Cyrus Darkwater |

Unless he's my opponent I can move through his square, if he is an opponent then I attack.

Ravanalonna |

Ravannalonna swiftly drinks a potion, a field of protective energy forming around her. She then moves forward just behind two of the sailors.
Drink potion of Mage armor, move to H12

GM Scary Ceiling Voice |

Caliban's strike was deflected by the creatures rippling form, while Cyrus just barely missed due to the creature's tiny size.
From the water, four more figures appeared and fired their weapons.
TW1 vs Caliban: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 - 4 = 5
TW2 vs S1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
TW3 vs S1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
TW3 Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
TW4 vs S1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
TW4 Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Round 1:
Eri, Caliban, Cyrus, Ravan, TW, Ruedo, Sailors, N, WE
S1: 9

GM Scary Ceiling Voice |

Three of the sailors moved forward and fired their bows at the water beings not engaged in hand to hand combat.
S4 vs WE2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
S5 vs WE2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
S5 Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2
S6 vs WE2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
The rest of the ship's crew moved forward and helped fight up close and personal.
S1 vs WE5: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
S2 vs WE1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
S2 Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
S3 vs WE5: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Another figure arose from the water, and held it's position.
The watery creatures attacked.
WE1 vs S2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
WE2 vs S2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
WE3 vs S2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
WE3 Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
WE4 vs S1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
WE4 Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
WE5 vs S1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
WE5 Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
One of the Sailors was injured badly, but still on his feet.
Round 2:
Eri, Caliban, Cyrus, Ravan, TW, Ruedo, Sailors, N, WE
S1: 1
S2: 9
WE1: 10
WE2: 5

Eri la Grave |

Okay, give me a moment. I need to figure out where I am and what I can do. I wish I got more than one attack, but at this point I don't even know if I can hit them yet.

Eri la Grave |

Okay, I can only move 30 feet in armor so....I'm gonna move to K14 and attack we2
Moving up to one of the water creatures she swings her mighty axe.
Please hit it: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
If that's a hit: 1d12 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Eri la Grave |

Okay...well, good to know I can actually do something right and hurt these things. That makes me feel a little better, but we're still seriously outnumbered. It's gonna be a miracle if we make it outta this.