okay, so are you all charging the ship full speed ahead? And when do you fire the cannons?
"Fire at will, Miss High tower!"
"Mister Alfi and Miss Lillian, any useful magics would not go amiss."
"Mister Ondan, will you join me in leading the boarding party?"
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"Once we're within 120 feet, I can cast fog cloud on them, to prevent them targeting us. Other than that, unless someone wants to be able to swim to their ship or become enlarged, there's not much I can do until we are engaged in combat."
"The fog may be useful, if they prove too accurate with their guns. If we manage to close, we need something that will kill or incapacitate as many of the opposing crew as possible. Barring that, enlarging someone, Ondan for instance, might make fighting difficult for the hobgoblins."
Annie aims in the cannon, waiting for the swell of the ship to line the weapon up with the opposing ship. She waits for the perfect moment and fires!
okay, so as Annie instigates a firing, the other ship fires back
they are aiming for your ship, which is 15 to hit and so is their ship.
Your ship takes
You all have 6 cannons on the ship and there are 13 others on that ship, 11 on deck, 2 on the lower cannons, and watch out, they have more cannons on the deck they have note fired yep, as they only fired from the lower cannons.
PCs now have a turn You can try diplomacy or whatever.
"Return Fire!" Allie cries. "Shred their rigging and the rudder if you can!"
She touches off her own cannon:
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"Until they are within 140 feet, my magics can't really do much. But now I see how to work the cannon."
Lillian and Allie and Ondan are up
Just as she tries to lite the fuse, her own winds blows it out
"Darn.... not really made for this..."
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Afli is aiming at the ship.
okay so as the fight goes on, your crew suggest surrender and you all do. But they don't take anything from you. Instead they want to discuss fighting of a new sea monster.
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Still here...
"We'll help you, if that is the condition of not taking out ship!" Allie replies.
Sullenly, Afli agrees.
okay, so after about a few days worth of travel. Up in the distance you see something. Then before you know it, the lockness monster appears and with it on its back is a bunch of zombies and ghost pirates.
Heroes are up
One lockness monster, 18 zombies, 9 ghost pirates and 1 queen zombie.
Many people are joining you for this combat
"Well, shall we ram it? I say yes."
Afli takes the wheel (in his small hands), and prepares to steer the ship. As long as more than half of those present want to ram the monster, that is what he will do.
"Ram it..." she grins
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"Ram it, indeed! I've half a mind to get over to that monster and give those corpses a piece of my mind," comes a shout from behind the group as murky skinned undine steps out of the crowd of sailors. Garbed in an oiled leather jacket, a loose white tunic that hangs open nearly to his navel, and a pair of black breeches, he looks the part of a brigand. Rather than any hat or bandanna, though, his long dark hair is woven through all manner of seashells, feathers, and beads. He moves with a lithe grace that suits one accustomed to a lifetime spent aboard ships and his bearing speaks of skill honed through experience. Baring more than a few gold-capped teeth in a wicked grin, he steps up closer and settles his palm against the pommel of his ornate cutlass. "And a piece of my steel, of course. Corsair Seville Demair, at your service."
"This where the sea and the air meet" she greets the water being with a wave
"Lillian is the name" the airy woman smiles at him
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Firdall Firetail, Another of the recently rescued pirates steps up to one of the cannons and begins to ready and aim it. "Ram if ye like. But we should at least pepper them on the way in." The pirate is a weathered, black furred, catfolk, dressed in a well kept breastplate worn over a worn silk shirt woven leather leggings and bare feet. Firdall is missing a piece of his left ear.
"If we ram it, we'd better kill it fast, or it's going to sink the ship," Allie replies. "I say a ramming attack, followed by a broadside of cannon, and any magic we can muster!"
"I'm better with a sword, meself, Cap'n. So if'n you don't mind, I'll stick close to ye until the blades start singing," says a tall, strong man with a widow's peak, a goatee and a beaming smile.
He pulls out a spyglass and offers it to the Captain.
"Fancy a peek?"
"This where the sea and the air meet" she greets the water being with a wave
"Lillian is the name" the airy woman smiles at him
"It's a distinct pleasure, love," he says with a swift wink before looking across to Allie. "Perhaps a ramming maneuver to the beast's neck? That would set us up for a spectacular broadside, though we would be within reach of its maw." With that, he steps toward the nearest cannon and prepares himself for ramming.
Allie takes the offered spyglass from the handsome young man and peers through it, scanning the oncoming foe.
"Undead ride with the beast. Say your prayers to Besmara or whoever keeps the wind in your sails. This could get messy!"
"Here we go!!!"
Ram it my rat-like friend! A persuasive strong voice says. Stepping out from the gathered sailors is a man with boyish good looks. Dressed in a flamboyant outfit covered by a gleaming chain shirt. Holding a bow in one hand he attracts the attention from all onlookers.
I bless you all in the name of the pirate queen. Let’s put an end to these abominations.
A man steps up. Dressed in wragged cloths covered in a breastplate. Longbow in hand and a sword straped to his back. He stands about 6 feet tall, and looks quit muscular. Quit the rugged handsome look.
Come on you sea dogs. Lets show em what we got. Put those unholy corpse to the bottom of the sea.
With that anyone close enough will hear him say a few quick words and move his hands about.
Cast heroism on himself. Good for 40 minutes.
Allie cries out in reply.
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okay, so the monster is rammed for force damage and all monsters on its back take and are knocked prone.
Your ship however takes force damage.
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Jim struggled to keep his feet after the impact. He snarled and said, "I'm gonna gut someone today. No doubt about it."
Jim waits close to the center of the ship, ready to attack any boarders.
"Besmara. Cloud their eyes" she blows over them as a gesture and a thick fog falls over the enemy crew
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I've should have specified, I'm waiting on Allie, Firdall, seville and Happy Jim. Or I must not have seen your actions.
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DoubleGold posted it in the discussion section. "this is true, it still is dex+int+bab. But they are slow firing as there is a delay from the time it fires to the time it takes for the ball to leave the cannon and this smart creature will try to dodge it. so you will have a -8 penalty against this specific creature or anything on its back. It is assumed you are proficient and under normal circumstances you have no penalty."