"You really do all just keep coming, don't you. Fine. Squander the deck." Chibas rolled her eyes as further opponents made themselves known. Stepping forward, the islander woman lifted her club up. And went to land a sturdy blow in the back of the head of a musketeer.

When the poor fellow turns about she seems to just smile, shrug and act coy. "What? Have your attention, do I?"

Attack roll 14, attempting flank; Damage roll, 7

Last edited by GreyMoth (4/28/2018 2:07 pm)

Daran rushes the musketeer who shot at him. Slice and dice he lands two hits on him. The musketeer turns towards Daran looking like he's hurting something fierce.

Main Hand Roll 24, damage 9. Off-Hand Roll 14, damage 6

Seabeard seamlessly uses the opening that Captain Blood using the opening that Seabeard gave him gave him.

What a language this be, Seabeard thinks to himself, where sentences like that be grammatically sensical.

He casually rams his pike through the shin of their attacker, and when he pulls it out swings the blunt end of his polearm up and connects solidly with the elf’s chin.

As the elf collapses in a crumpled heap, a spatter of blood sprays across Seabeard’s sea beard, but is swiftly followed by a flurry of activity below the surface, then a frothing feeding frenzy, before the surface of Seabeard’s beard stills, looking as clean as ever. A DC20 nature check would reveal that this was most likely a school of beardranha.

Main attack was a 30 for 17 piercing damage. Secondary attack was a 13 for 9 bludgeoning more.

My OA roll for this upcoming round is a 25, with 11 piercing damage if it is triggered.

Last edited by Sol (4/29/2018 1:10 am)

Things are not looking good for the officers, as one was fell by Blood Fang and the dwarf Seabeard and another was taken out by a seal girl druid. The remaining two offers would be steading themselves after the attack that they just went through, the swordsman picking himself up off the floor, and holding his arm, this guy was bleeding out something awful.

There was a quick weapons switch between the two as the musketeer tossed his gun to the swordsman and the swordsman his sword. Armed with different weapons they both seemed ready to strike. The one who got up took aim at Sophia but with his bad arm now the bullet was way off as he visibly jerked.

The officer with the sword would go in to swing at Sophia now, however a simple sidestep would dodge the attack, but the sword got embedded into the railing as it would snap a piece of rope. "What the!" The officer looked up in time to see a part of the broken mast swing down now and clobber him on the head as he would fall on his back proned and gave a moan holding his head as he looked up at Sophia, realizing the error of the attack he made.

"Ey mate..just..just stay down..its gonna be all over soon." Lrz says condescendingly comforting the guy as he throws his two daggers at him. Seeing one hit him square in the forehead Lrz chuckles to himself. "Yeah thats more like it mate."