Ragnar takes a five foot step to C1and attacks the rat swarm with both sides of his quarterstaff.
Quarterstaff:
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As the crew moves left and right, dropping oars and gathering their weapons, Ragnar smashes dozens into bloody pulp.
Anya and Helga form up behind Jorgen who's rune glows briefly as he traces it then turns invisible. Kanud and Olaf look on in horror at the vermin swarming over their little brother, who staggers back to his feet near Ragnar.
Ari stows the oar and arms himself with a mace.
The vessel begins to slow and curve out to sea with one or two oars dragging and one slides out and floats away. But Kurn puts the tiller over.
Next Round
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Round Two
Saorise pulls out her iuak and readies it to defend against the swarm in the unlikely event that it should reach her.
Then disembodied words are spoken in guttural common behind Kurn, "arise, crush the Cursed One!" and he feels the tiller begin to squirm and writhe in his hands. The smooth wood flows and scales up and Kurn is holding a massive green scaled snake, easily ten foot or more in length and at least the width of his leg.
Loops of the snake slide up and out of the water attempting to loop around the priest of Krakis. Thick and strong cartilage ripples across Kurn's legs, the muscular body feels cool and dry to the touch as the water drips off the snakeskin.
Grabbed Kurn topples over as the reptile begins to squeeze and squeeze.
Fort save:
Ragnar spits a litany of garbled curses in Krieg and Dverge.
Stefnir once again attacks with his flame.
Slipping as the ship lurches with no rudder.
Then moves back 10' away from the swarm.
No he isn't!
Helga casts cure light wounds on Kurn and shouts to her sister:
"Get that thing off him!"
Cure Light Wounds:
Ari will take a 5ft step to I2 and will try and hit the snake with all his might.
Light Mace Was +5 but took -4 as Kurn & Snake entwined
Damage
Though barely conscious, Kurn selectively channels (selecting out the thing holding him) positive energy.
Jorgen grabs his spear and charges towards the serpent holding the priest, calling upon the divine power around him as the past few day's toll begins to be erased.
HEr previous good spirits evaporated in the face of the danger to her sister, the insulting threat of vermin[/] and most of all this [i]'blasted cursed ship' firey tempered warrior lives up to her name and flies into a fit of snarling fury. Stepping past her sister Anya takes aim on the head of the serpent and smashes down with all her strength. Yet as the entwined pair roll around on the deck she misses them completely.
[ooc] Am not sure if the penalty is -4 or -5 so didn't include it Edit: Turns out it doesn't matter[/dice]
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Stefnir once again attacks with his flame.
Slipping as the ship lurches with no rudder.
Then moves back 10' away from the swarm.
Stefnir
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Round One
In the chaos of battle, the snake is hit by Ari and then stabbed through the gizzard by Jorgen. But it survives the heavy wounds. In her haste, Anya misses a golden opportunity to lop the reptile's head off.
Thanks to the healing power of Helga and then himself, Kurn manages to regain consciousness.
Stefnir once again attacks with his flame.
Slipping as the ship lurches with no rudder.
Then moves back 10' away from the swarm.
Stefnir
** spoiler omitted **
DM
Ragnar pulls back to H1, where Ari was standing (I assume he had to move to hit the snake on Kurn).
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Saorise slices he primitive antler-horn hooked staff across the face of the snake aiming to take its head off.
The body of the large headless snake drops to the ground around Kurn lifeless.
Then seeing that Ragnar has moved away, the rats follow and are blasted by the invisible rune. The swarm is shattered and the remaining rats dart into corners and over the side. Dozens of blackened bodies form a circle around the rune.
Kurn casts a cure light wounds on himself:
He then grabs what is left of the tiller to gain control of the ship.
"Well done and thank you" says Kurn to everybody. "Grab the oars before they disappear over the side".
Kurn put the ship back on course as soon as he can.
"Did ... did you hear that voice?" Helga demands. "It surely wasn't one of us!"
There is nothing left of the tiller, it's all snake.
"Ok, we will have to use the oars to steer the ship. Does anybody need healing?"
Jorgen quickly mutters a few arcane syllables, his eyes flashing blue as he scans the prow, then the rest of the ship.
Ari glad to see the rats have gone says,"Should someone have a look in the hold?", then returns to his seat and takes up an oar again.
"Thuh-stuhn's uhvuh duh suhd! Wuh guht tuh guht huhm!"
Ragnar tries to see where the lad swam to, looking for ropes or any other method of getting retrieving him.
"Oh gods yes!" Helga scrabbles for a rope.
"Ship oars. Man overboard! Ari, check the hold brother"
Ari shivers again, thinking there may still be rats down there, but slowly approaches the trapdoor, shield and weapon at the ready.
He peers down the dimly lit hole, to see if he can see anything.
Perception Check
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Thorsten has drifted about twenty feet from the drakkar, despite his best efforts at swimming. It's obvious he cannot swim well, he splashes about bravely but the boy is in trouble. His head goes under and he comes back up with a yell.
Jorgen
Ari/Jorgen
Helga throws the end of the rope toward Thorsten.
Throw: (not sure what it counts as)
If he grabs it, she starts hauling.
Strength:
"Somebody strong help Anya pull the boy in before he drowns!"
Stefnir steps to the rail to help drag the boy in if he can reach the rope.
Ragnar takes a position on the rope, to help haul the boy in.
Strength check (aid another?):
"What can you see in the hold Ari?"
Ari replies to Kurn,"All I can see is a carved symbol of a bird with a jagged arrow through its body, I think it's some kind of rune. If you want me to go down into the hold a lantern would be of use as I hopeless at seeing in the dark"
"Thank you brother. Jorgen, aren't runes your kind of thing? Should we destroy it like the last one that seemed to take over Taggrik?"
"Luhzz juzz buhn duh whull thuhng uhn puhss uhn duh uhshuhz.", Ragnar grumbles.
"It doesn't have any active magic, but..."
"Ok, Jorgen, deal with the rune as you see fit, while the rest of us get this ship to port. Man the remaining oars please and let's get the hell out of here. Ragnar, are you able to rig a makeshift tiller please?"
Somewhat disgruntled at her failure in battle against a mere snake and that there is nothing left to smash, she put away her club and, making sure to give the near drowned boy a companionable pat on the shoulder as she passes him, the warrior woman grabs a spot at and oar near the entrance to the hold, ready torush to their aid should Air or Jorgen discover something that needs killing. In the meantime though she grabs and oar and does her best to help steer and propel the ship.
Ragnar attempts to fashion a makeshift tiller with a spare (or unused) oar and whatever else is on hand.
Profession (Sailor):
Ari to Kurn,"Brother will you not cast Light upon my shield, before myself and Jorgen, venture into the dark hold"