Hearing the cry of Zalona about the "undead!", the bard takes a quick saving breath of fresh, salty sea air and holds it in her lungs before rushing back down into the hallway. She comes onto the scene as Zalona is throwing up on her weapon and the waves of scent hit her once more, but the bard is steeled by the fresh air in her lungs.
"Where is the ugly sort? In there? Let me at them! Helgar, are you alright in there? Is it undead? Are you able to channel energy like those other healers I've seen?"
The slender, curvaceous, dark-skinned beauty seems to no longer be drained of color and actually quite spry--ready for battle. A trusted companion to be sure! If Zalona is quite well, she will spryly spring into the room with bow drawn!
”Survivors.” Helgar said. ”Survivors. And I can’t channel any more positive energy today. Can anyone heal them?” She asked, looking at Nempura helplessly.
When Helgar says they are survivors, Zalona says, still staring at the wall,
I have a healing spell left. It's only one, and it might not do much, but I can cast it on anyone you think has a chance of surviving. Just pull them out of there and I'll do what I can.
then she looked at her hands, imagining the blood that had been on them less than 5 minutes before... from a survivor. She'd let herself panic, and killed a man. Maybe it had been someone she could have saved, but fear had made her blind. All this time, and still blood on her hands... was redemption even possible?
"Here...I have some water...ughh...and can put some salt with it..." she groans as she smells how horrible the room reeks again. "I've heard peanut butter can help too. It coats the mouth, but I've used all my magic I can muster." "Are they even saveable? Zalona did that one a favor..."
The bard will pull out one of her chewing sticks, dip it in her water, and sprinkle some nice salty cinnamon-scented tooth powder on it so it produces a pleasant feeling in the mouth. Not only that, but will help their body restore itself. This way, they can chew on the stick and get some limited amount of water. Eventually, she can put some peanut butter on the end of the stick for them to ingest. Hopefully, in a few moments, one or more of them can speak.
"Can you tell us what happened here? Just two words?"
Arn moves closer to help pull any survivors out of the room, "Lets get 'em out o' dis rot filled room, 'fore da stench finishes 'em off"
Nempura comes in ready for a fight, but Helgar quickly makes Nempura aware of the situation. When Zalona offers up her last healing spell Helgar knows that it would possibly comfort the dying woman of some of the pain, but the damage has already been done.
Nempura begins looking over the woman on the ground. Offering her a bit of water brings a smile to her face, but her skin is so thin and dry that it causes her lips to crack in places and bleed. She still smiles at the taste and mouth feel of the water and powder.
Before she had tears of fear and pain, but now a single tear rolls down her cheek because of the kindness being shown to someone who is dying. Looking around this room… you all realize that this is where they have discarded those who became sick and left them for dead. It is hard to say how long the three…. Two remaining survivors laid in here among the dead and smell. Rats nibbling on their flesh but too weak to bat them away.
Nempura looks over the woman she is providing aid for and sees the darkening of the skin. Between that sign and the thinning and drying of the flesh she begins to think of what it could be. Prompting the woman; “Can you tell us what happened here? Just two words?” What could cause this…
A straining dry voice from the woman;uuurrnnn… hhhhhtttttt…
Ever so slowly since the woman has been examining the darkness has spread under the flesh.
vvvuuuuurrrrrrnnnnn…. Hhhhhiittttt….
Looking at the flesh, it almost looks like liquid is moving from her abdomen up to her chest.
bbbuuuurrrrrrnnnn…. iiit….
Pain takes over the woman’s face and eyes as her straining voice cries out; ’burn it!” as the darkness move up her chest and throat. Quickly blood and chunks of flesh bubble up and suffocate the woman’s cry. Life leaves her eyes as blood bubbles out from her.
Quickly as this is happening Nempura moves away from the blood coming from the woman, pulling those who were with her away at the same time.
You are unaware of what this is, but you have heard of diseases that rot the flesh. This rotting flesh is happening internal. Something has caused this woman’s internal organs to break down causing the internal bleeding. The thin skin plus that internal bleeding has made the skin look to be darkening, when really is it blood pooling up.
You aren’t that medically incline, but you believe that this could be spread through wounds, and through blood.
Hearing what is going on in the other room and realizing that the "survivors" don't need her healing, Zalona hopes that what she did put the poor man out of his misery rather than robbing him of a possible recuperation, but knows she will never be fully certain.
She does gain the strength to stand back up though, and nervously cleans herself off with another prestidigitation spell. Then she heads for the part of the ship they haven't checked yet. They needed to wrap this up and get it over with.
"Stay back!" she commands her team. "This is some kind of malady in the blood...No doubt spread by it and wounds sustained."
Knowing there are others in this pile of bodies who had not erupted in blood yet, she calls out to them, waving hands in front of her mouth to push away the flies.
"We will not forget you. Your story will be told. Those who love you will not be without knowledge of you. Do not despair in these final moments. You go to meet great sights we shall not see for some time. We then will meet you there, and I hope you give us a good testimony."
She bears the scarf and the mementos, so they can see she doesn't lie.
"COme...let's finish up here."
She will move with the others out of the room to follow Zalona toward bow in their search of unexplored rooms.
Approaching the door, you notice a slight breeze coming from below the door along with slight water sputtering. Opening the door, you see the storm outside pouring through a huge hole in the hull. With every crack of thunder, lightning lights up this chaotic room. Splinters of wood, broken furniture and so on are scattered all about. The legs of a man jut from under a broken table. The floor is slick with water, making it difficult to walk.
At the end of this room you see a man working to open the door. With each pull you see the frame cracking as the wood splinters with each pull. The man stops and slowly turns and reveals a rotting humanoid with blue-gray skin and black, unkempt hair. Its eyes are sunken and gray, and its hands end in razor-sharp talons with blackened nails.
You now piece together what you have been seeing on this ship. The deep claw marks on the back of the man in the Crew Quarters that had necrosis of the skin around the slash marks.
This unique creature is a Brykolakas, an undead aquatic creature. There are tales of the Brykolakas hunting down ships in order to grow its undead army.
You get 1 extra bonus insight on the Brykolakas for every 5 you go over the DC (21, 26, 31, 36, etc) Be specific in what you want. Offense, Defense, Special Abilities, Strength, Weakness.
With an evil smile, the creature speaks; “Rise my army!”
With those words the once lifeless bodies around you begin to twitch. Drawing your attention, you see the woman who just died start to rise.
These aquatic undead creatures are called Lacedon. They are the spawn of the Brykolakas from those who he has slain. The Lacedon has wicked looking claws.
You get 1 extra bonus insight on the Lacedon for every 5 you go over the DC (16, 21, 26, 31, etc). Be specific in what you want. Offense, Defense, Special Abilities, Strength, Weakness.
Turning back to look at the Brykolakas, you see him shape change into an undead looking Manta Ray as it moves through hole in the hull and is gone.
You hear a scream coming from the door the Brykolakas was trying to break into. It sounds like the voice of a child…
From your vantage point you see the four bodies from the Crew’s Quarter (room 7) beginning to stir also.
” Lacedons!” Helgar blurted out, her eyes wide at seeing actual undead. Moving on pure instinct, the cleric charged at the nearest enemy...given the horror of the situation it was fight or flight, and she was too slow for the latter.
Zalona is too mind-numbed to be shocked by the new undead creature that she saw. Just another thing on the pile of horror that this trip had become, but she manages to say, for the benefit of the rest of the party:
Undead... seriously this time. It's a Brykolakas. That's what has the whole crew infected I think. There are more in the opposite room, stirring.
She examines the Lacedon offspring.
Seeing the new undead stir, somewhere in the back of her mind, the guilt at killing the man evaporates. It would have had to be done anyway, but the guilt at making a bad call out of fear stays.
What breaks through her deadened senses is the scream that sounds like a child, and her morose shuffling walk turns into a sprint to get to the door. She speaks through it, as gently as possible, although there is still an edge of concern in her voice at the situation.
Hey, my name is Zalona, and my friends and I just scared away the thing that was hurting everyone. Can I come in? We need to get you away from here quickly before it comes back. Are you alone, or is anyone else in there with you? We have a boat waiting, but we need to hurry.
She tries the door quietly.
--If the kid/survivor/undead monster in disguise unlocks the door, she opens it.
--If there is no response, she starts picking the lock and adds
If you hear some tools, that's just me trying to open the lock. I promise I'm just trying to get in to help you, and you will see that I'm not a monster before you have to go with me, but I don't have a lot of time to help you feel safe right now, I'm sorry. When I can see you, then we can talk more. You'll see that I'm not scary, I promise.
"Urk! That's why she wanted us to burn her...like right then! Drat...Well, at least we won't have to deal with flaming Lacedons! We'll bring you back to peace, my dear! You became so ugly!" She then yells to Helgar, "I don't think your God was listening about putting and keeping them to rest, Helgar, or they wish to test our mettle. Let's see what you've got! My magical words won't affect their mindnumb brains if they are in fact undead!" she growls as she moves into the room with the water rushing in and turns to take a shot.
"Stick close! Fighters get in the doorways and bottleneck them! Don't get caught overwhelmed!" "Momma, I don't wanna die like this." "Called shot...mmm....eyeball!"
Nempura moves into the room where the Brykolakas fled from. Spinning quickly, she loosens an arrow that strikes it dead in the eye. Helgar produces her silver Warhammer and delivers the killing blow to the one Nempura nailed in the eye.
With a double move, Zalona is almost able to get to the door and call out to the screams behind the door. Zalona receives no answer but hears commotion behind the door and the continuing of the child like screaming.
Aris takes a swing with her War Hammer as she follows the group into the room (9), but among all the commotion she misses. Rhaedlaf takes the opportunity to shoot the same one with an Acid Dart and the attack lands and begins to burn the rotting flesh of this Lacedon.
You remember taking the keys from around the neck of the man tied to the ship’s wheel…
Arn takes a windmilling overhand chop at the corpse assailed by Rhaedlaf's magic.
Sitting and leaning against the wall contemplating what has just happened. Did I kill a person, were they already dead, could that have been saved, etc. flood your mind.
As you’re sitting there you realize the feel of air coming from under the door next to you, you also begin to feel sputters of water coming from underneath it. Which is odd on both counts, you’re below deck. Wind and water should not be coming through where you are.
You suddenly hear a scream coming from the room behind you that the water is coming from. But the sound suddenly becomes secondary to what you are seeing in front of you. Through the door you begin to see the [url=https://drive.google.com/file/d/13IUQaLBFtnKc8dMwDPv43xOgNvRwJ3ON/view?usp=sharingbody of one of the fallen crew beginning to rise.[/url]
Weakness/Special Abilities
You know that these creatures are relatively hard to hit which brings many up close and personal when fighting them. But, you also know that their bite and claw attacks spread diseases that are rather infectious and hard to get rid of.
With the windmilling overhand chop, he crushes the creature to the ground where it sits lifeless.
Bring one down Arn follows the others to the room with the gaping hole in it, "Helgar, don't let 'em surround ye!"
Zalona puts a hand out and casts Close on the door she came from , hoping to delay the creatures, and then turns around, opening the door she is sitting in front of to figure out if the scream came from one of her party members.
Arn and Helgar move towards the room that everyone went into, but it is full leaving Arn to “hold the door.”
Zalona stands up at the screams, then uses her magics to shut the door between her and the rising body. She turns, opens the door behind her, and it reveals an opening into the storm that has blown in. Rain, and wind pours into this slick room.
Those in the room towards the front see the door open and Zalona pops her head in.
Arn and those towards the back of the room see the creatures finish standing up and slowly move towards the party in awkward jerky motions.
Zalona sees the door that she has just closed, open. The one opening it seems surprised and pleased and gives Zalona a crooked vile smile. Two of the creatures push past the first coming into the room with the stairs.
Everyone still hears the screams coming from the room that the Brykolakas was trying to break into.
Standing behind Arn, Helgar found herself with little that she could conceivably do. Seeing the hordes of zombies standing before him, she pulled out a rope, spoke words of power, and then threw it at the nearest of the undead.
Nempura doesn't like where this is going. If they can diminish the numbers of these foes, they can at least make a break for it. The one good bit of news is she can dive out into the ocean and climb up the side of the ship if things truly get bad for them all.
"Get in here, Zalona. Everyone back up and let Arn into the room. Zalona, close that door behind you and hold it closed!"
She then will take aim and hope that her bow skills aren't as horrible as she thinks they are in such dire situations.
Arn gets to hacking at the undead surrounding him.
Helgar Animates the rope and tosses it perfectly towards the closest foe. The creature struggles against the rope, but seems entangled.
Nempura takes aim over Arn’s left shoulder and fires an arrow. But due to the tight squeeze around friends and through the door and strikes just wide into the wall of the ship.
Arn in a powerful swing strikes true on the undead before him and lands a mighty blow.
Aris produces a little glass vial of greenish liquid. “Heads up!” and she flings the vial past everyone and through the doors. The vial breaks on the one just past Arn. She takes a step back into the room attempting to make more room. and begins to sear its flesh. The Acid also splashes on those surrounding the one that was hit.
Rhaedlaf mutters a few arcane words and a green arrow produces out of thin air. With a flick of his fingers it flys towards the creature just beyond Arn. With the combo of the Acid flask, the Acid Dart and Arn’s mighty swing, that Lacedon falls. "Retreat!"
Zalona steps into the room beside Nempura and closes the door behind her, keeping her hand on the knob, trying to prevent it from turning.
She responds to Nempura
Okay, but this won't last long.
Addressing Aris she says
Aris, can you toss the string of keys over here? I need to lock this door behind me!
She continues to Nempura
Also, who is screaming in the other room? Someone you locked in, or someone we need to save?
"I'm not sure!" she answers Zalona. "Hardly important at the moment. Perhaps it's a banshee? I do wish she'd stop screaming though!"
She will try to discern the scream, using her knowledge of singing and vocals to tell if this is some unholy scream as such from a trapped Lacedon, or if it indeed is from a scared little girl. This will then be communicated to the group
or
More quietly, she will say to her two companions nearby, "Stay here. Aris, stick near the door here with Zalona. If they try to break in, ready to hit them. If someone falls unconscious at the door there , help them out. I'm going up and over. I'll open fire on them from the stairwell on the top deck. When you hear them well distracted and they stop banging on this door, you open it and come help me. We'll hit them from both sides. If we can take care of these fools, maybe we can come up behind this other group (in room 11) and flank them."
With that, the bard will sling her bow and grab onto the edges of the hole made on the side of the ship. She will use the boards as a ladder to climb up to the top deck.
Aris hands the keys to Zalona to lock the shut door. She starts to get into position to help hold the door shut if need be.
The childlike screaming on the other side of the door is still accompanied by a struggle within the room. Nempura is unsure what is on the other side. Could be a banshee, could be a child.
Nempura makes a brave move and goes onto the outside of the ship. Using the shattered hull as a ladder should be easy, but the rain and wind beating down on her makes it difficult. Not to mention the wood being slick from the rain.
Arn seeing the oncoming hoard of Lacedons moved through the door and into the room with the rest of the party, shutting the door at the same time. Though he was able to escape the wrath of all of them, one was able to reach out and attack him with a bite as he fled. The bite strikes true and rips through armor and flesh alike. Arn is bleeding from his shoulder, but can still continue on.
Zalona and Aris at one door, Helgar and Arn at the other lean in as they feel an onslaught of attacks trying to force their way through the door. Apparently aiming to break through blow by blow.
The door that Zalona and Aris are covering shakes, knob and hinges rattling but the door holds firm. The door that Helgar and Arn are covering does not weather the blows as well. The top hinge of the door buckles and the door pivots inward. A hand creeps in trying to take hold of the door. The bottom hinge is still intact.
The screaming voice in behind the door sharply cuts off and you hear a thump against the door from the inside followed by crying. No longer screams.
The storm outside rages on as the rain pours down upon Nempura who is now outside. From above Nempura sees three Lacedons run from the crew’s quarters and slam against the door in the hallway. They don’t appear to notice you from above.
Nempura looks to the Jacob's Ladder. her plan of escape. It should be easy to climb, even in this weather. Now, so save all her companions.
She wants all those down below at the base of those stairs to know she is up there, and as a bard, her pipes can roar loud. As she yells, Nempura will pop up, and take a shot at the one closest to the door, making sure to gather their attention easily.
From there, she will duck back over the edge and then run to the ship's rigging and begin to climb.
”I’ve nay healing left! Everyone, up and out, we have to go!” Helgar called out. Even with her armor and shield she managed to climb, the terror of the situation fueling her.
Zalona unlocks the door that the screams were coming from and opens the door, taking a look inside to see what the situation is and whether they need to rescue someone before leaving.
Nempura can hear the yelling of Helgar from the room below, whether it was coming through the doorway or out the open air of the hole in the side and over the roar of the approaching storm. She yells back, "Use the table to bar the door!"
Nempura shouts down at the Lacedon’s beating on the door at the base of the stairs. Letting an arrow fly, it sinks into the not so meaty flesh in the chest of the creature. They turn and look up the stairs and now are fully aware of an easier target, and they take chase after Nempura. Nempura takes flight and makes her way up the rope ladder. She makes it about halfway up.
Zalona unlocks the door where they heard the screams then cries come from. Opening the door you see a mess of pots, pans, and other cooking utensils, along with scraps of food and other rubbish, covering the floor. But more critical you see a child laying on the floor crying. Across the room you see a Lacedon who is making his way after the child.
Rhaedlaf, seeing the boy and the Lacedon, moves forward and grabs the child by the cloak and pulls him through the door. “Shut it and lock it!” Rhaedlaf shouts as he pulls the boy into the already crowded room.
Helgar moves out following Nempura as she starts climbing outside of the ship. She begins making her way up, but doesn’t quite make it fully there.
Aris, realizing that Helgar left Arn to hold the door by himself, moves to aid. She realizes that she doesn’t have the strength that a warrior like Helgar has so she pushes a table up against the door. Top of the table against the door. [b] “Anyone have some pitons? If we could wedge this door shut I think it would give us a clear opportunity climb up after Nempura.
Zalona realizes that there is no more beating on the door that she came through from the hallway…
Zalona shuts and locks the door after Rhaedlaf pulls the boy out.
Yeah, I have pitons in my bag. But they aren't pounding on the door up here anymore... maybe we should get out that way... safer than climbing? Just grab stuff and run for the boat... hopefully set fire to this place after we're off?
Arn pulls a dagger from his boot, "hope this'll do da trick!" He then attempts to wedge the door closed. With the door jammed, hopefully, Arn follows his companions out of the room.
"We can toss down a rope to make climbing easier." Helgar said, as she continued to make her way up.
Nempura climbing up the ladder to the crow’s nest looks behinds her and sees three Lacedon rushing up the stairs and attempts to climb the rope ladder also. Their rush causes Nempura a difficult time to climb up the rope. Thankfully she is almost to the top.
Ash Nempura is battling the ropes, she can see Helgar’s head from the side of the ship as she is climbing onto the surface of the deck.
Wedging a dagger in the door, Arn starts heading up the side of the ship shortly behind Helgar. Wind and rain beat down on the two of them as they slowly climb up the splintered wood that is seconding as a ladder.
Those still in the room below hear the assault on the doors from the other side. The table and dagger wedged seems to be doing the trick holding off the hoard of lacedons. The room where the boy came from the group can also hear the single Lacedon attempting to get through the door also.
“I don’t know if this little one is going to climb…” Rhaedlaf says looking down to the boy he is holding. Shouting out to Arn as he leaves the room; “Send a rope down for the boy.”
"We can toss down a rope to make climbing easier." Helgar said, as she continued to make her way up. Climb rolled 10
Helgar tries to continue on but is unable to make progress due to all of the difficulties she is facing.
Aris moves to look outside of the hole and to where they need to climb... her eyes widen. Pulling her grappling hook free and lets out some rope and tries to fling it up onto of the deck. With a thunk you hear a "Yes" from Aris as she checks the stability of the hook. Appearing to be firmly in place she looks to Rhaedlaf and Zalona "Let us get to the top and we can pull the child up." She disappears off into the storm as she begins climbing up the side.
Nempura can't climb up in the rain. Evidently, her first sprint up the Jacob's ladder was some heroic feat, as now she is stuck with it wobbling and all she can do is not fall herself.
"Whoever tied this damnable ladder, you've doomed me! A$&~$&&!s! Bastards! I hope you fall off it yourselves," she speaks directly to the Lacedons below her, as it is a good chance it was one of them who made its lines too loose. It shouldn't move at all, even after having been in storms recently, being made for just such an occasion. "You probably flemished your rope quite ill while you weren't all grossified!" "What can you do Nempura?"
She looks about and notices the tattered sail of the midmast and its crossbeam. If only she could swing and jump there, she could probably be out of reach and then shoot these nasties. It is a better alternative than climbing or falling into the water. She gives it a shot.
The swaying, water, noises and terror mixed together, making climbing impossible. Her attempts to climb turned into an attempt to fall to the ground safely. It was clear that this task was going to be impossible for her.
Zalona, not hearing anything on the other side of the northwest door, takes a risk and opens it.
Seeing that the Lacedons are otherwise occupied, she motions to Rhaedlaf and everyone else still in the room
This way! It's clear.
Then she goes over to re-shut and lock the door across the hall , making sure (hopefully) that none of the creatures will be behind them. In front of them was a different story, of course, but they would be ready for that as well, hopefully.
Seeing the tangled Lacedons below, Nempura makes the leap for the mid-mast crossbeam for a place to find safety to shoot the Lacedons. With her leap she lands on the crossbeam near the mast. Using a portion where the tattered said is still connected to help stabilize herself, Nempura things she can brace herself against the mast while shooting down upon the Lacedons.
Zalona boldly takes a look into the hallway but finds it empty. Moving across the hall to shut the door she sees a Lacedon standing at the opposite end of the room but quickly shuts and locks the door.
Seeing Zalona make a move out, Rhaedlaf follows slowly behind with the boy in his arms.
Arn finishes climbing to the top deck having barely made it.
The wind and rain continue to beat down on Arn as he finished his climb upon the deck. Immediately his eyes see three Lacedons tangled in a rope ladder as they are attempting to climb up it. Looking up, Arn sees Nempura standing upon the crossbeam of the mast with her bow at the ready.
Those three Lacedons continue to struggle and fight with one another as they are attempting to get up the ladder to Nempura.
Rhaedlaf, Aris, and Helgar hear a splinter and crack as they see another hinge break. Thankfully the table and dagger is still providing a level of security between them and you.
Rhaedlaf shuts the door to room 9. Speaking to Zalona; “You may want to lock this, and we should get up top with Nempura. Those undead are breaking through the door.”
Aris finishes climbing up, surprised to see the sight she stumbled upon she produces her War Hammer. Ready for battle.
Nempura is literally witch-cackling as the Lacedons get caught in the web. With a boo-boo face, she mocks them.
"Whose fault is it but your own, you ugly blood-bags? Here...a gift from me to you!"
She holds tightly with her legs wrapped around the lines. Truly, if the captain of the other ship were watching through a spyglass, he'd be proud. She looks like a proper sailor. Even more so as she pulls back her bow and takes a shot at the already injured Lacedon.
Once she fires, she takes a quick peek around. No sense in not having such a height and not using it for visual advantage in a storm. She looks to where the other ship is, the condition of her allies on the Sea Sprite, and the condition of the rowboat. Seeing them below, she doesn't holler at them so as to keep the Lacedons focused on her.
She hopes they have the common sense to free the rowboat from its position and into the water. Her path is clear. A quick jump off and into the water.
"Arn, are ye up there? If so, tie a rope for us to climb. It'll be much better than this slippery mess." Helgar called out, as she slung her shield across her back. Without carrying it, it would be much easier to climb up.
Seeing Aris below, she stops her cackling for a moment and without looking down to her, yells out loud as she can, as if she were still yelling at the Lacedons, but it is clearly to her companions.
"Did you guys light a fire down below? If not, we might want to do that before abandoning ship! Just a quick one will do!"
Then she will begin cackling like mad again as she works to shift to be ready to bull rush one of these Lacedons if they decide to make the jump for her and succeed next round at getting on the crossbeam.
Responding to Rhaedlaf Zalona says
Lock it now? Wait... isn't Helgar coming this way? I thought she was having a hard time climbing. ... You go on up and get that boy safe, and I'll be along.
Once Rhaedlaf is out of the way, she yells through the door.
Helgar? You coming this way or not?
If Helgar responds that she is coming, she opens the door back up for her.
If Helgar responds that she isn't coming, she locks the door.
If Helgar doesn't respond at all, Zalona waits, lighting a torch.
"Got a rope here, Arn will help me up. Thank ye for not leavin' without me!" Helgar called out, mentally offering a prayer to the gods for Zalona as she climbed the rope.
"Thank ye! Coming! Fookin' hell I'm coming!" She called out, breaking into a dead run towards the door and Zalona's blessed voice.
Wind and rain continue to hit those who are on the upperdeck.
Helgar, using the rope and grappling hook, has much better luck climbing the knotted rope against the side of the ship. She makes her way over onto the upper deck she finds herself besides Aris who has drawn her War Hammer. Just a few steps away Helgar sees three Lacedons attempting to climb a ladder, looking up she sees Nempura firing down from above onto these creatures. For the moment, they are distracted.
Nempura fires an arow, striking one of the Lacedons in the shoulder. Its eyes widen as it moves to push the others out of the way to climb up after her.
Zalona hears from the other side of the door that Helgar is taking the rope. Rhaedlaf nods to Zalona as he struggles carrying the boy up the stairs heading towards where the party had tied off the row boat.
Zalona locks the door and then lights a torch. She takes out all ten of her torches and lights them all from the first one, quickly putting them in places where they should start a good fire.
She was scared of getting caught down here, but more scared of not trying to do something about it.
Zalona lights all of the torches, looking around in the limited space available for whatever looks to be the most flammable.
Unless something especially vulnerable catches her eye though, she grabs two of the torches and runs them into the corners near the rooms filled with undead so that the fire can lick at the walls there.
Coming back, she grabs four torches and moving forward, she scatters them around the large room.
Returning, she nudges the last two torches to opposite sides of the mast, hoping that central place will help the fire spread, and then she runs up the stairs to try to escape the inferno herself.