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Okay, so Red and Blue are still up? Definitely having a hard time figuring out who's up, who's down and who's where? So please adjust as appropriate. (Also, did Red make 7 attacks at full BaB last round?)

Chisomo's distaste for the grasping grindylows isn't lessened at all by her battle with them. "Just cull these vermin and we can get back to our work!"

Attempting to get a flank, subtract 2 and the Sneak Attack if that's not possible

Flurry: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 6 - 1 + 2 = 27
Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 + (3) = 13
Confirm?: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 6 - 1 + 2 = 14
Extra Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 = 8
Flurry: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 6 - 1 + 2 = 16
Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 + (2) = 11

Nose crinkling in disgust, Chisomo sweeps away the grasping tentacles with the vicious arc of her leg before drilling a followup strike straight to the offending creature's face.

Flurry: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 1 = 19
Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9
Flurry: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 6 - 1 = 22
Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11

It looks like Djir's color spray should have hit all three by the way

Followed the link, but I'm still not seeing grindylows or PCs

Chisomo foregoes her normal vigilance, assuming that with a storm upon them, even Plugg and Scourge wouldn't be so foolish as to attempt a spiteful murder. It's well that she does; despite her increasing familiarity with her duties, the ex-acolyte is hard-pressed by the building winds.

Line Work (Sailor): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
Diligent Con check: 1d20 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 4 = 12

Chisomo makes certain sufficient lines are readied for any who fall overboard. "No need to save everyone who might slip though, of course."

"Patience is the first lesson for a hunter, no matter their prey."

***

Handywoman: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
Con: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

"Hells. Even if we kill Plugg now, the Captain will never believe it wasn't mutiny, and if he breaks from the Captain then the slightest reason not to murder us outright is gone... Sandara, do you know anyone in Bloodcove? If we make it till then, we might be able to find others to corroborate why Plugg needed to die." She allows herself a grim smile. "One of the reasons."

***

Chisomo keeps a weather eye out during her shift, using the makeshift nature of her job to watch for any of her allies being isolated for another murder attempt.

Profession Sailor: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Con: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Hey y'all! This new-mom thing is no joke! Now that I don't have a large backlog to work through before posting I should be able to keep better pace though.

The Earlier Repairs: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Fatigue?: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13

Chisomo's role as a general gofer used to leave her fuming in frustration, but now though the work is greater, her skills have risen to meet it.

As such, she has plenty of time to circulate among the crew, watching to see who else is growing ready to rise up after the latest Bloody Hour.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Sorry y'all, bringing my first baby home this week, so please bot or background Chisomo as needed.

"How do you expect me to stop with greetings like that?" Chisomo rejoinders, but her smile is a bit shaky, and she has to blink a few times before her eyes refocus."[/b]

Already though, she's moving. Kicking herself back to her sizable feet, Chisomo foregoes her staff to immediately rejoin the fray.

Stand
5'
Stunning Kick @ Orange: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 1 - 1 = 18
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 2d6 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6, 1) + 4 + 1 + 2 = 14

In the Lounge

"You think that I would falter in a race back from the gates of death? Initiates cannot progress past the second circle if their souls are too weak to fight!"

Stabilization: 1d20 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 1 - 2 = 13

Staff twirling, Chisomo advances implacably on the enemy marines.

Can't reach more than one of 'em
Staff: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 - 1 = 10
Bludgeoning: 2d8 + 6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (2, 6) + 6 + 1 + 3 = 18
Staff: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 - 1 = 17
Bludgeoning: 2d8 + 6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (6, 5) + 6 + 1 + 3 = 21

Now in position to strike her foes' vulnerabilities, Chisomo stopped swinging quite so wildly, trusting to her strength to shatter the foes before her before that strength bled fully from her...

Focusing on the swordsmen
Staff (Flank): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 2 = 14
Bludgeoning + Precision: 2d8 + 6 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (6, 2) + 6 + 1 + (2) = 17
Staff (Flank): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 2 = 22
Bludgeoning + Precision: 2d8 + 6 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (5, 7) + 6 + 1 + (3) = 22

Chisomo gives Lucille a quick but precise nod. "Thanks Luce." Darting over to cover much of the combat in the sweep of her staff, she attempts to take swift revenge for Randall's pains.

Staff: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 1 + 2 = 21
Bludgeoning: 2d8 + 6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (4, 6) + 6 + 1 + 3 = 20

Starting with the Orange Sailor that she's flanking with Randall. Flank and Sneak Attack go away if he drops

The spinning of Chisomo's staff emits a dull thrum, the usual whistle becoming a deep bass only broken up by the heavy thuds as wood crashes into flesh.

Staff (Risky): 1d20 + 6 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 2 - 1 = 9
Bludgeoning + Precision: 2d8 + 7 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (1, 4) + 7 + 3 + (5) = 20
Staff: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 2 = 19
Bludgeoning + Precision: 2d8 + 7 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (1, 1) + 7 + 3 + (1) = 13

Chisomo backs up for a running start, then hurls herself across the gap between the ships!

Have to do a double move since I was up against the cover
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 1 = 19

Oh, I didn't mean so they wouldn't target me, I meant so I could get an AC bonus from their obstructed line of fire.

Was Chisomo able to find cover behind the gunwale?

Chisomo takes up her station behind the gunwale, hurling sling bullets across the gap to help clear out the sterncastle.

She gives Lucille's offer a fierce grin. "Who am I to turn down your aid or your mistresses."

Sling: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Bludgeoning: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Sling: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Bludgeoning: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Sling: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Bludgeoning: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Once she's enlarged

Sling: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 4 - 2 = 13
Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9

I get a real bump in defensive goodness once I start having Mage Armor regularly available :-)

HP: 1d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 1 = 9

I'll have Chisomo fully leveled up soon!

Chisomo keeps a weather eye on the horizon. Her sword stays sheathed and bonded, but she runs through a grueling warmup with her seven-section-staff in preparation for the battle to come.
If the ship's store has a Climbing Kit, I'll also pick one of those up.

Chisomo opens her eyes, trying not to squirm too much in discomfort while she peers at Sandara's face. "You shouldn't mock the- Apologies. That's between you and your Queen." I don't know enough scripture to flirt.

"I was always taught that a scarred target was a failure. But if even The Mantis God can be brought to mercy by beauty, then I would never stand a chance."

Chisomo closes her eyes and just tries to enjoy the moment and Sandara's fingers, murmuring, "Even the best of gods can be fickle."

Damn! Didn't even think of having Arkhan summon an actual rat to eat them!

Chisomo groans as she leans back into Sandara's lap, both from the sting of her often-abused back, and the release of tension that came with even this simple human connection.

"So that wasn't just a test to see if I'd let your new favorite die out of jealousy?" she half-joked.

Down to continue that scene, but Chisomo doesn't have any mechanically important night actions

Chisomo just scowls. "My blade is still sheathed and bonded while theirs are wet with Randall's blood. But if I wanted to kill them, they'd be dead. I haven't killed any of the fools who have trifled with me because of your order, Captain, the order of a true, strong leader.

"If you doubt me, give them back their daggers, and I'll show what would have happened if I wished them dead."

Charisma: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4

Well... that kinda depends. I'd been planning to just do the move and deal with the repercussions (hopefully as an Aid Another to Randall and Lucille's testimony of what they saw), but if they're actively telling her not to kill this guy, then she's not going to argue.

So it depends where in the branching timelines presented in Gameplay we actually are, I guess

So here's my thinking:

I'm guessing Harrigan would still back him over us, but also wouldn't be happy about Plugg actively trying to kill us since the good Cap'n is who instituted the No Killing rule to make sure we keep as full a crew as possible.

So I don't want to kill them in a way that will make Harrigan get real involved. But if Jape saw me knock Fipps out before he got taken down, then he has to at least wonder if it was someone else with a grudge, or if it really was another dire rat down in the bilges.

But I also do want them to get the message.

I was thinking that Chisomo absolutely cops to everything up until the throat rip. She heard a commotion and saw Jape and Fibbs trying to kill Randall. She stopped them. They're still down in the bilges for the officers to determine their punishment.

Ideal outcome: Plugg has to keelhaul his own guy Jape for attempted murder, Chisomo probably gets some lashes for failing to protect Fibbs from the rats

Chisomo hissed even more in displeasure than in pain. "We'll have to properly finish this later," she grunted, twisting away from the point of Jape's blade to hammer his exposed flank.

Flurry: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (15) + 5 - 1 = 19
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 = 8
Flurry: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 - 1 = 22
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 = 12

I suspect that's enough to KO Japes, but disregard what follows if he's still up and at 'em

As Jape collapsed with a splash, Chisomo stooped to prop him up against the wall, dragging Fipps over to join him. When Lucille drew near she didn't stop her work, curtly informing her that "Randall needs healing. Long slash along his chest from this one."

She dropped to one knee in front of Fipps, stiffening her fingers before reaching out and messily tearing out his throat.

"Too bad the rats got him while we were informing the captain."

With a slowly spreading smile, Chisomo continues her assault, closing within even the tight reach of the sweep of Japes's knife, then when he backs off delivering a wickedly high roundhouse to the side of his head.

I'd said I was only using Stunning Fist if the second attack went at Japes to avoid that - but I would've just used it and missed for this next attack so it all evens out.

Flurry: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 5 - 1 = 8
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9
Flurry: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (15) + 5 - 1 = 19
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 = 10

I like it - though I don't have Heal trained (until Level 2!), so I might need to get help and use a different cover story...

Chisomo met the murderers' attacks with ferocity, slapping aside their stabs and slices before closing on Fipps with brutal blows beneath the protective shell of his ribcage.

Starting with Fipps. She'll use Stunning Fist DC 14 if the second attack is at Japes
Flurry: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 5 - 1 = 16
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11
Flurry: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 - 1 = 22
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 = 10

Two of them. And the knives mean it's nearly even. She glanced down at Randall, letting her anger fuel her, but not rule her.

"Come on then. As you say: there are no witnesses"

It sounds like Chisomo has to take a move to get close enough to hit em. If that's the case, she'll fight defensively for her one attack, but if she can get a flurry off then she'll power attack with both swings and forego the extra AC

Descending knee: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 5 - 4 = 8 +3 if not defensive]
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 +2 if not defensive

Potential Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 5 - 1 = 21
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 = 8

Chisomo hauls at the door with all her might, staring a silent challenge into the eyes of any of Randall's assailants who dare meet her gaze.

Hmmp. Paranoid to already assume he's with us. Just have to hope he can last long enough for me to get there...

Chisomo gives a quick look around to see if any of her friends and allies are nearby enough to signal, then slips away quietly towards the bilge.

Stealth to abandon her post: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

The day passes slowly for Chisomo, her stitches getting much less attention than the movement of Scourge and his chosen few.

Diligent Sewing: 1d20 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 2 + 4 = 15
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

Chisomo spends the evening on an informal patrol. Plugg and Scourge were getting more and more violent and petty, and they'd been willing to sic thugs on people they didn't like for quite a while. I'm not used to being used as a guardian, but the time to strike has not yet arrived.

Not doing a specific action, but if necessary:
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

"Stitching sails again... I barely learned to stitch people back together and that at least has a use!"

Mend Sails: 1d20 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 4 = 12

Chisomo lets a scowl slip out at Randall before smoothing it off her face. "Like she says, no strings. Not like I was the one who threw Reknar overboard."

Chisomo simply steps aside as Fipps falls all over himself, but even an inept attack requires a harsh lesson.

As he tries to push himself back to his feet, she doesn't wait for him to rise before kicking him in the side of the head, delivering a finishing blow to his solar plexus if he still stirs.

Flurry: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 5 - 1 = 17
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 = 12
Flurry: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 - 1 = 14
Nonlethal Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11

That night the door to the shared officer's cabin gets a loud, hinge-rattling blow, but the door doesn't give way, and there's no one to be found once they rouse...

Strength: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11
Stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

@Lucille - I believe this is as close as you've got, though it's more focused on learning a language than teaching it.

Eyes flat with anger, Chisomo hurls herself up the rope once more!

Grapple: 1d20 + 3 - 6 ⇒ (10) + 3 - 6 = 7

Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Up in three this time!

Chisomo quickly hooks her line and ties it fast, but despite her skill at climbing, it takes quite a bit longer than she'd wish to reach the top...

Grapple: 1d20 + 3 - 6 ⇒ (18) + 3 - 6 = 15

Assuming Take-10s aren't kosher since we're under fire, but if they are, then she'll just climb at normal speed and make it up in 3 rounds.
Round 1 Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 No progress
Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24 15' up
Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17 30' up
Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16 At the top.

Chisomo is forced by her unfamiliarity to follow Sandara's lead in the dance, but does so with a rare smile.

***

Before Bed

Chisomo keeps her mouth tightly shut, but strides forward to stand in front of Captain Harrigan in answer to his question.

Earlier

Chisomo smiles almost involuntarily at Torin's sudden fierceness. "If you went from a wreck to this ship you're clearly cursed, but at least you're no coward."

She holds out a hand in greeting. "Chisomo. Not much luckier."

***

Chisomo retires early to rest and recover from the reefclaws' venom.

Chisomo looks nonplussed as Lucille escalates things with Randall, but happily lashes a pair of reefclaws to her back and begins the swim back.

Chisomo nods along with Lucille.

"Normally if you find someone bobbing in the surf they're a lot less comely, but we've had good luck with that of late."

Chisomo continues to fight cagily, looking to leave no openings for the weakening reefclaw to find.

Fight Defensive, Flurry, Flank, Str Damage
AC currently 20
Three-Section Staff: 1d20 + 5 - 4 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (11) + 5 - 4 + 2 - 1 = 13
Bludgeoning: 1d10 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 - 1 = 6
Three-Section Staff: 1d20 + 5 - 4 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 5 - 4 + 2 - 1 = 21
Bludgeoning: 1d10 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 1 = 8

Chisomo unlimbers her three-section-staff, using it as a brace for her forearms.

"Just clear out. I'll give them something to chew on while they bleed out."

Full Defense, AC to 22

Chisomo scowls at the blood slowly dripping down one of her arms, circling wide to find a place with good footing to stamp out the last reefclaw!

Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Str Damage: 1d2 ⇒ 1
One instance of poison still up, 3 str damage total.

Grinding stomp: 1d20 + 5 - 1 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 - 1 - 1 + 2 = 6
Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 - 1 = 6