Deciding that the guard below might need the most help, I target the backstabber again with a precise arrow shot from higher ground. My shot flies just a little truer than the last.
Higher Ground, Point Blank Arrow: (1d20+4+1+1=16)
Damage: (1d8=3)
Keliwyn nods to Inigo and moves in to position as suggested.
Timing his blow, Darthen strikes at his large assailant, slicing through the man's leather jerkin and cutting into his hsoulder. Shrugging off the fleshwound, the big bald club-wielder (Lars) pushes Darthen back against the mast. As he passes, Inigo has a fleeting opportunity to strike. Behind Lars the ragged band of thugs storms aboard, weilding a motley assortment of clubs and blades.
From the shore, one of the thugs tries to make the leap across to the ship. Slipping, he hits the side of the ship, grabs desparately for a handhold and fails. He slides into the water.
The last thug lingers on shore. Readying his polearm.
ROund 1 ends after Inigo makes his AoO. Darthen pushed to I4. Lars goes to I5. Thugs line up behind Lars in I6, I7, and I8; one makes it to H6. Waterlogged thug is in G6 in the river. Polearm thug in H10.
Zven ends in J8; Nihls in K10. Thug 1 in J10. Guards in J9,K9.
Round 2.
Initiative order: Jeorik, Keliwyn, Inigo, Backstabber and friend, Darthen, Lars and Thugs.
Noting the guards plight, Jeorik draws and looses at the backstabber (Zven). The arrow grazes the rogue's midsection.
Keliwyn throws his dagger at the man on the gangplank, but the throw goes wide.
AoO Atk n Dmg (1d20+1=10, 1d8+1=8)
Inigo reacts to the sudden lapse of the defense of one of the troublemakers. He attacks with extreme prejudice.
"Learn to respect your betters!" Inigo raises his heavy mace to bring it down on the unworthy heads of his opponents.
Darthen will continue to swing at the brute that just pushed him back.
"Son of a .... You are a big man. Lets see how quick you are!"
Attack; Damage (1d20 4=23, 1d6=5)
Round Two Action
Change Profane Armor Bonus to Profane Attack Bonus
"Learn to respect your betters!" Inigo raises his heavy mace to bring it down on the unworthy heads of his opponents.
"Son of a .... You are a big man. Lets see how quick you are!"
Inigo's hurried strike at the passing bald man misses, but he lets the momentum carry into a mighty windup for a fierce blow that he unleashes at the second marauder coming up the gangplank. The man's skull collapses under the impact and his body falls heavily to the deck.
Darthen slips under the big man's arms, darts inside his reach and stabs upward with his short sword into the man's midruff. The jab turns into a slice as Darthen pushes the dying man aside and returns to the head of the gangway. The big man lies on the deck clutching his stomach.
On the dock Zven and a ruffian team up to fell the second guard. The third guard and Nihls continue their grim duel, the guard shifts away from Zven.
The thugs continue to pour onto the Maggie Bright. One steps over his fallen comrade onto the deck (I6) while stabbing at Inigo with a notched and bent short sword. The sword's tip slides off the gleaming breatplate. Behind him on the gangplank, a second assailant throws a heavy cobblestone which grazes the helm of the favoured of Azmodeus. The man who reached the deck last round (H6) swings at Darthen with a quarterstaff.
The reluctant thug with the ranseur suddenly dashes forward, trying to spear Zven. Zven tries to knock the point aside, but it slides over his longsword, into his throat. "Darthen! It's Darvyl. These are Lamm's dogs." A bloodcurdling howl issues from the throat of Zven's partner, Nihls.
Having chosen his mark, Jeorik is a bit dissapointed when another takes him down, but he chooses Zven's partner as his next target. Even as he looses the arrow, Jeorik steps further up the stairs (M6) in order to keep his high ground in the swirling course of the deck battle.
Shooting (Nihls)point blank from higher ground: (1d20+4+1+1=20)
Damage: (1d8=6)
Inigo lunges for one of the remaining thugs and makes a swatting attack with his heavy mace.
Rounf 3:
Having chosen his mark, Jeorik is a bit dissapointed when another takes him down, but he chooses Zven's partner as his next target. Even as he looses the arrow, Jeorik steps further up the stairs (M6) in order to keep his high ground in the swirling course of the deck battle.
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On Shore:
Jeorik's arrow passes through his target's chest, briefly interrupting the man's roar, but otherwise Nihls doesn't seem to notice. Swinging his longsword wildly, he charges at Darvyl, who releases his grip on the ranseur and staggers back from the onslaught. Darvyl draws a dagger to defend himself.The remaining guard relaxes for a second when Nihls turns away, but regrets it when the last tough on shore changes to a throwing grip on his spear and casts. The guard is spitted and falls heavily to the ground.
Inigo lunges for one of the remaining thugs and makes a swatting attack with his heavy mace.
On Board:
Inigo's backhanded blow catches the rock thrower across the face. He spins and tumbles off the gangplank into the river.Arando steps out from under the fo'c'sle and gathers himself. Behind him, Captain Smalls reaches for a belaying pin and prepares to enter the fray.
Everyone Spot check DC 17:
Spoiler:The thug who fell into the river while trying to jump across to the ship has hauled himself up a ladder onto shore and is tight-rope walking the bow mooring line.
Inigo is concentrated on the fight before him.
Inigo is concentrated on the fight before him.
Inigo is concentrated on the fight before him.
Keliwyn steps up Darthen's flank (to H5) to take on a thug (H6), and attempts to slip his scimitar through his opponents defenses and into his ribs.
Keliwyn steps up Darthen's flank (to H5) to take on a thug (H6), and attempts to slip his scimitar through his opponents defenses and into his ribs.
Keliwyn's scimitar slides along the parrying staff. The blade goes deep. The point emerges from the wretch's back. He crumples and falls to the deck.
Occupied with Darthen and Inigo, the man with the bent short sword senses rather than sees his comrades fall. Driven by desperation, his swings take on a new urgency. He blocks and riposte's low at Darthen legs.
"There's a couple more still a'shore," yells out Jeorik as he aims another arrow at Nihls.
But though the range is close, a slight rocking of the ship unsteadies his aim.
Desperately dueling Darthen doesn't deal damage. ;p
As the big thug drops to the ground Darthen moves up to try and take back control of the gangplank leading down to the dock. As he does so his footing slips as he steps on a length of rope left on the deck. He is to busy trying to keep the thug from impaling him as he gets his footing back he doesn't notice anything other than the thug in front of him.
Keliwyn tries to jump to shore to help out Darvyl, but decides he rather go swimming.
[Keliwyn tries to jump to shore to help out Darvyl, but decides he rather go swimming.
The river water is pleasantly cool, but turgid. The current is pulling you toward the bow. Roughly at the bow there is a ladder which leads to the dock above.
Round 4 waiting on Inigo, then Nihls, Darthen, NPCs and thugs.
1d20=16+6=22 reflex
1d20=17+1=18 swim
1d20=9+1=10 climb
Keliwyn avoids taking any damage as he falls to the water, and manages to swim his way to the ladder and begins climbing up to the dock.
1d20=16+6=22 reflex
You crushed the reflex save. You retain possesion of the scimitar.
One on deck at I6. (conveniently located for you.) One on the dock. And Nihls. Spot check for round 4 too.
Attack and Damage to thug at I6 (1d20+4=19, 1d8+1=6)
Inigo attacks the thug.
His single-minded obsession blotting out any other scene.
Attack and Damage to thug at I6 (1d20+4=19, 1d8+1=6)
Inigo attacks the thug.
His single-minded obsession blotting out any other scene.
Another thug falls victim to Inigo's mace. Clutching a shattered shoulder, he writhes and moans on the deck.
On the dock, Nihls' longsword brushes aside Darvyl's dagger, cutting into him. Darvyl falls to the ground. Then Nihls charges the gangplank, still in a blind fury.
The dockside thug kneels beside Zven.
Attack and Damage to thug at I6 (1d20+4=19, 1d8+1=6)
Inigo attacks the thug.
His single-minded obsession blotting out any other scene.
Another thug falls victim to Inigo's mace. Clutching a shattered shoulder, he writhes and moans on the deck.
On the dock, Nihls' longsword brushes aside Darvyl's dagger, cutting into him. Darvyl falls to the ground. Then Nihls charges the gangplank, still in a blind fury.
The dockside thug kneels beside Zven.
"DARVYL!" With a snear Darthen darts forward to engage the thug on the gangplank. Careful to watch his step on the blood soaked deck he trades blows back and forth with the thug.
Keeping his high ground position, Jeorik continues to aim for the obviously dangerous Nihls.
Point Blank (Precise) Shot, Higher Ground: (1d20+4+1+1=11)
:/
Energized by the assault on his friend, Darthen unleashes a furious series of blows on the boarder, one of which slips past his guard and draws blood.
Begin round 5.
Jeorik draws, aims, looses and misses.
Spot check DC 12.
Separate Spot Check DC 17.
Spot check DC 12. ** spoiler omitted **
Separate Spot Check DC 17. ** spoiler omitted **
Darthen narrows his focus to his current opponent oblivious to everything happening around him. Completely drawn into combat he mentally goes through the different sword fighting techniques he has practiced.
"Arc of the Moon"
"The Falcon Stoops"
As he finishes The Falcon Stoops he manages to step close to the railing for the added cover.
Jeorik remains focused on his chosen target.
Attack; Damage (1d20+4=15, 1d8+1=5)
Inigo continues his savage assault on the thugs.
Inigo continues his savage assault on the thugs.
But his blow is a little low. The mace strikes the top of the bulwark.
Keliwyn, looking the part of a drowned pirate emerging from the sea, climbs up the ladder and moves to attack the thug remaining on the dock.
Keliwyn, looking the part of a drowned pirate emerging from the sea, climbs up the ladder and moves to attack the thug remaining on the dock.
The thug bending over Zven hears Keliwyn's approach and raises his morning star to parry, too late. Keliwyn's blade slices into the man's neck.
On the gangplank, Nihls swings wildly left, right, left engaging Darthen and Inigo simultaneously. This close you can see naked rage and tears on his face. A fierce blow catches Inigo in the shoulder.
Sweat beads on his forehead before dripping onto the deck. Their swings keep getting faster and faster. Even with the thug taking on two opponents Darthen is having a hard time parrying all the blows. He has a few small cuts from attacks he wasn't fully able to block. He redoubles his efforts into the forms he practiced.
The Heron Spreads Its Wings
The Boar Rushes Down the Mountain
As the thug's attack draws blood on his other opponent Darthen sees an opening.
Tower of Morning
"THERE!" He screams to himself. The vertical slash starts low moving up and ending near the shoulder. Just as the attack lands the thug, quicker than he thought possible, shifts slightly, lessening the damage.
"THERE!" He screams to himself. The vertical slash starts low moving up and ending near the shoulder. Just as the attack lands the thug, quicker than he thought possible, shifts slightly, lessening the damage.
Nihls staggers back from Darthen's cut, nearly missing his footing on the gangplank.
Jeorik, Keliwyn, and Inigo. Nihls. Darthen.
Nice image.
Dying thug. I'm not dead yet. Two, if you count Zven. In fact the party hasn't really killed anyone yet. But its getting very close now.
Jeorik targets the foe once more, but again, the unsteadiness of the water borne craft causes him to miss.
Point Blank Shot, higher ground: (1d20+4+1+1=11)
Trusting Darthen & Inigo to clear the deck, Keliwyn looks around for any other thugs that might be lurking about, with his attention focused on the dock and buildings nearby.
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