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Sandara takes a step away from her enemy and cast a spell on Boldwin ”Don’t ye die on me!”
CMW: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (2, 7) + 3 = 12

While Sandara moves inside the combat and attack the black skinned woman.
Atk: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
and she is the first one to hit the woman.

Sandara tries to cast a spell
Con: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
Touch: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 touching the gnome, transferring to her a painful wicked energy, then she says "Yer defiance is futile! Resist and ye die. Surrender and ye live!"

Sandara once again tells the defenders "Surrender, better than be dead!"
and attack the black skinned woman.
Atk: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Dmg: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Critical confirmation: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Dmg: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

The dice goddess is smiling at me!

MWUAHAHAHAHAH!

Boldwin, Sh'torek, you need a reflex 15 or take 7 damage.

Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Sandara once again tells the defenders Surrender, better than be dead!

and attack the black skinned woman.
Atk: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Dmg: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Critical confirmation: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Dmg: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

”I’m… so sorry…” she cries ”There’s nothing I can do for ya, besides give you food and water…” she says still crying giving him a long desired water and food.

”All praises for Besmara! Those dammed monsters. I was afraid for a second there.”
She says and soon after, a burst of holy magic heal your wounds.
2d6 ⇒ (6, 5) = 11
”Pity they killed the mood, right?”

2d6 ⇒ (2, 2) = 4
2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8
2d6 ⇒ (4, 2) = 6

"Besmara be blessed! For a moment I thought I was too late..." and she fall to the wooden ground, relived she was able to save you.

@Diseased person: You did not take into consideration the CON penalty. Dughal is fine, but Ambrose would have failed again, I’ll bot Sandara ‘taking’ care of him, for a +4 bonus on his save, that would make him not fail.
”Why dear, I know I’m too fine woman for a bunch for cry-babies buddies!” but she is smiling when she says that ”Try take a bit more care about yourself, and for bad or worse, we are together in this now. Scourge already sees as part of your group and truth be told, he already don’t liked me even before you got here.” she looks at you in a wicked way and holding her bobs in a sexy manner she adds ”Makes you think of what he likes, doesn’t?”

Sandara look at you for some time and then continue ”I wish you luck. Later I can check if the others have it too, but now we must hurry. I don’t think that scourge will forgive me and you for being late.”

You went searching for Sandara, and it’s not really hard to find her. The red haired woman sparkles among the brutish crew of the wormwood. She smiles when she sees you, genuinely happy, but then she sees Ambrose bring dragged around and Dughal sweeting more than a tea pot. She run into your direction ” Rovagug’ breath! What happened to them?” she asks she first get closer to the unconscious Ambrose and do a fast checkup, then she get take her holy symbol and recites a small prayer, you can all feel an holy energy building up around her and any of your injuries being healed. Channel: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4 Ambrose wake up and after that walk directly to Dughal, she gets really close as she put her forehead against his and looking directly into his eyes she ask ”What Asmodeus hells have you been doing lately?”
Poor Dughal don’t know if his fast beating heart is because of his fever of the woman pressing herself against him.

Before he has the chance to answer she walk away and continues ”I can try to help, but not today. Besmara blessings favored me into a whole other direction; I can’t do for now, more than I’ve already done. They have some sort of disease. Later at night, I can try to discover what it is.”

”I’ve not bin here much more time than ya” she says ”But I reckon that Cut-Throat and the ‘other’ Ambrose” she says smiling ”don’t really care about those petty ‘wars’ inside the ship. The others offices, well, you’ll see.”

”Are you out of your mind?!” she whisper in a urgent manner.
”Look where you are, if they hear you, you would wish death and it would not come!” then a little more calm she adds ”but I could not agree more. Just be Careful with that. I would not want to lose my newfound friends.” she says smiling. And boy, she is a hell of a beautiful woman.

When Ambrose state his thoughts she look in his direction and says ”Have you not noticed yet? Plugg and Scourge don’t like you. It’s a competition you are bound to lose soon or later. Later would be good, but I fear we are running out of time.” she then talk in a you-should-already-know-this kind of way ”There some factions here. Scourge and his cronies, the normal crew and now you. What they are trying and doing with a really good success is turning everyone in this boat against you.”

The woman, Quinn approaches you when you are all talking.
”And here was me thinking that yesterday had ended well… Things are getting complicate.”

”Don’t you worry ‘bout that!” she smiles ”When I’m a cap of my own ship, I’ll make sure to punish you every day!” she says with a wicked smile.
”Now I gotta go. Be back later with water and more food.” says the woman leaving.

At first, the other pirates seems suspicious, even more when you begin to put out the lights, some protest can be heard, but then the woman appears and immediately the complaints turn into cheers . A little bit after, you began to hear some sounds, mostly improvised percussion, and a strong female voice singing a pirate song. Surprisingly the one singing is a Halfling.
You see Quinn returning to somewhat taken aback with the situation. She flash a wide smile in your direction and move about to do what she wants to do.

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@Dughal
The last thing you remember as begging beat up tied to the mast. You are still beat, and still tied. But a beautiful woman is in front of you, her hands in your chest as the chant some sort of prayer.
CMW: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (2, 7) + 3 = 12
She smiles when you wake. You can hear a lot of noise about, some cheering and music.
The woman looks at the ceiling then at you again ”I don’t have much time. I’ve brought you food and a friend company for some time. I advise you not to escape; it will only worsen your punishment. I’ll try to convince one of the officials that this punishment is too much.”

”I was thinking in something not so fancy, but that will do. Imma go grab something for him to eat. Back in ten” she says the she leaves.

”We can’t free him. That would only bring more attention and punishment.” then she adds ”But if you are able to create a distraction… maybe I can sneak and bring him food and healing.”

”No debts, I did not come here to make you have any obligation with me” she says ”Now, what about the other one in the Bilges? Will you help me help him?”

Crowned with a mane of fiery red locks, Sandara looks like someone not to be crossed. Yet the smile lines at the corners of her eyes and the easy way she holds herself hint at a lighter side. She dresses to accentuate her figure, and her whole appearance speaks of the sea, from the seagull feather in her tricorne hat to the sailor tattoos on her arms and the clay pipe thrust into the corner of her mouth.

I don’t know if you already met Sandara, you later GM post are a pain to read. I’ll just assume you don’t;
You are chatting among yourself, when you notice a woman approaching, she sit’s beside you and whisper ”Heya mate, call me Quinn. I saw what happened earlier. Plugg is really a pain in the neck. I want to help your friend.” she says simply ”But I know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but I’m giving you reason now.” and she hands to Ambrose a book. It’s your spellbook. ”Nothing that a promise of curse from a pirate goodness priests can’t solve, eh?”