[DnD] All In The Same Boat (GFF D&D Adventure 4)

1 Die Roll magic missile vs delic

Charging across the deck, Garrmondo jabs his shortsword into the enemy's ribs. The scallywag coughs up blood all over Garrmondo's expensive shirt, which he just got back from the tailors after that crazy broad punched a bunch of holes in it with a crossbow.

This is why we can't have nice things. Well, that was the upside to fighting pirates; despite their predilection for mayhem you could depend on them to have a wardrobe worth looting after you killed them. Sartorial fellows, one and all.

16 damage to U26 Scallywag, how do you figure 20? 6+6+4.

The mage, all her useful and worthwhile spells depleted, is reduced to once again flinging magic missiles through the rigging at the prone and somewhat rattled Delic. The missile sears a black spot onto the deck next to Delic's head, and he regards it with an arched eyebrow.

Motsognir, Gabriel, Pirate Scallywags, Bob, Delic, Garrmondo, Pirate Mage

There's nowhere I can't reach.

Having driven off the enemy ship single-handedly, Motsognir ducks out of reach of the halberds and runs off to single-handedly deal with the mage.

Shift to U29
Sprint to Y22

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1 Die Roll SAVE VS DAZE

The dwarf gulped air and took a moment to steel his resolve.

Second Wind. Save vs Dazed. Huge savings.

I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?

8 Dice Rolls Powerful Strike (2) vs Mots

Stranded on board with no hope of reinforcement, the scallywags fall back to protect the mage. Rushing past the slashing blades of the fighters, they catch up with Motsognir in an attempt to stop him scaling the mast. Sadly, the wounds they took in the pursuit leave them too winded to effectively strike at the wily dwarf.

9 damage to Scallywag 1, bloodied
12 damage to Scallywag 2, bloodied
fffff


Bob, Delic, Garrmondo, Pirate Mage, Motsognir, Gabriel, Pirate Scallywags

I was speaking idiomatically.

3 Dice Rolls Damage

Emboldened by my successful arrow shot at the rope, I notched another arrow to my bow, this time taking aim at the pirate mage far above us. Rolling my head to ease the tension in my shoulders, I released the bow string, sending the arrow whistling through the air towards my target. As the arrow flew, my gaze was drawn to the sight of my wonderful dwarf, sprinting towards the mast, ready to climb up and confront the mage hand to hand. My eyes welled up at the sight of such bravery and martial prowess and I mouthed a silent encouragement to him, lost in my thoughts for a moment. "Everything I do, I do it for you".

Shoot at the mage, miss, use Elven Accuracy

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

1 Die Roll Bash Strike

With his jaw set and splinters in the palms of his hands, Delic gives an angry look back at the mage who shot at him, far up the Sea-Tree.

"I'll send you neatly folded skin back to your master, you damn dirty ape!"

And with a slow but impressive start, Delic charges at the closest opponent, sword drawn and half expecting to stumble forward into the enemy.

Running to X24 as best as injury allows
Brash Strike against target

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3 Dice Rolls *damage

Longbow: 10 damage to mage

Standing up requires a move action on Delic's part; let's just use his AP and try to polish off the battle
Brash Strike: 9 damage to Scallywag 2

Crushing Surge: 10 damage to Scallywag 2, killed

The mage climbs down out of the crow's nest, ascending halfway down the mast to a wider platform.

Magic Missile: 8 damage to Soggy (bloodied)

Motsognir, Gabriel, Pirate Scallywags, Bob, Delic, Garrmondo, Pirate Mage

Sorry for terse mode, packin'

What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?

1 Die Roll hit

Motsognir climbs up the pole to meet the mage at the lower platform. Winded, he manages to take a swing with his axe nonetheless.

Climb up pole
Spend Action Point
Viper's Strike
Miss pathetically

Jam it back in, in the dark.

move to w25. Full defense.

There's nowhere I can't reach.

2 Dice Rolls Damage

I'm guessing Pang's not going to be a dick and run the last pirate over to Bob just to get the AoO attack in when I use a ranged attack

The battle was going well, which was a refreshing change after the savage beatings we had been on the receiving end of lately. I was also rather enjoying a spot of bowmanship, something that had rather fallen by the wayside in my constant striving to become a master magus.

I took a moment to pick up and stow my staff, for fear of it rolling off the boat. Then, with the sea breeze blowing in my hair (What bits of hair were loose under my hat and mask at any rate), I calmly drew and notched another arrow, tracking the enemy wizard's progress down the rigging and waiting for him to stand still, to improve my chances of scoring a hit. The wizard paused on the next level down and I took a deep breath, holding it in to steady my aim before releasing the string in a smooth motion, sending another arrow speeding towards my adversary.

The arrow flew true but I was dismayed to see the wind catch it, blowing it off course, behind my target. Just as I thought I'd missed for certain, my plucky dwarven chum reached the wizard's position and took a mighty swing with his axe causing the wizard to duck back to avoid certain decapitation, straight into the path of my arrow.

I knew that in years to come, people would stare when they saw us walking the streets hand in hand but I cared not, me and my dwarf made one hell of a team.

Pickup and holster staff (Those are both minors right?), shoot bow at wizard

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

3 Dice Rolls damage

7 damage to Pirate Mage

The scallywag quickly smashes Garrmondo to the deck, then steps back from the prone fighter's reach.

15 damage to Garrmondo; knocked prone

Delic, Garrmondo, Pirate Mage, Motsognir, Gabriel, Pirate Scallywags

How ya doing, buddy?

1 Die Roll Brash Strike

Despite both knees being bruised, Delic attempts a quick kill by running past his foe's blindspot and swinging in his general direction.

Run To Z22
Brash Strike Against Foe

How ya doing, buddy?

4 Dice Rolls motsognir's save v. death

Brash Strike: 10 damage to Scallywag

Cursing her useless wand of missiles, the pirate mage digs in her heels and smashes Motsognir away with a vicious shoulder check. The dwarf loses his footing on the spray-drenched platform, and falls 30 feet to the deck before slumping into an unconscious heap.

18 falling damage to Motsognir; knocked unconscious and dying

Gabriel, Pirate Scallywags, Bob, Delic, Garrmondo, Pirate Mage, Motsognir

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Gabe, with no regard for his own safety, walks over to Motsognir and does his healing trick.

FELIPE NO

There was some regard for his own safety, but largely what the other dwarf said was true. Seeing his friend's peril, the Paladin unfailingly moved to his side, laying his hands on the tiny man's chest and feeling the heat of Kord's radiant love flow through him. A moment later he stood next to him, his shield readied. His beard bristling.

Move to Y23. Lay on Hands on that little homo. Full defense.

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3 Dice Rolls halberd damage

Lay On Hands: Soggy wakes up with 11 HP

Scallywag shifts south, stabs himself a paladin:

Halberd: 5 damage and marked

Bob, Delic, Garrmondo, Pirate Mage, Motsognir, Gabriel, Pirate Scallywags

Jam it back in, in the dark.

3 Dice Rolls Damage

Fun though the archery had been, I felt that this battle needed some more decisive action to wrap things up and in my case, that meant magic. With the pirate ship now drifting away from us, the threat of reinforcements was rather diminished so I could use the more powerful spells I had been keeping in reserve with greater confidence.

Dropping my bow and drawing my staff, I advanced to what I hoped was close enough range and summoned forth the more powerful of my ice ray spells, sending a super-chilled beam shimmering through the air towards both our remaining assailants.

Drop bow, draw staff, move as close to the mast as I need to get in range for the Icy Rays spell, then cast it at both enemies.

There's nowhere I can't reach.

1 Die Roll Sword Strike

Fearing that the last Scallywag will hear his attack, Delic cartoonishly creeps up behind him, mimicing the sound of xylophones as he tip-toes. Brandishing his sword, he lifts it over his head and brings it down with his full weight behind it.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

2 Dice Rolls magic missile vs ehhh Bob

Tired of all these monkey-fighting pirates on his Monday-to-Friday boat, Bob takes the initiative to root them in place. Try shoving people around now, you attention-grabbing magical slutbag.

Icy Rays: 9 damage to Scallywag & Mage, both immobilized, mage bloodied

Delic stealthily creeps up behind the last Scallywag, and by creeps, I mean he doesn't really move at all, and by stealthily I mean he's totally obvious and they dodge him no problem.

But other than that he's like, boom, a ninja!

"Sword Strike": miss

Dispensing with his companion's attempt at subtlety, Garrmondo does the simple thing and just lops the Scallywag's head off. He watches, bemused, as it rolls down the deck and bounces over the railing. The head, beautifully airborne for a brief, shining moment, sparkles prettily in the light of the setting sun.

Crushing Surge: Scallywag killed

With her feet frozen to the platform, the mage is quite unable to retreat back up the mast from the mob slowly closing in on her. A poorly-aimed magic missile in Bob's direction does nothing to improve her situation.

Motsognir, Gabriel, Bob, Delic, Garrmondo, Pirate Mage

Sooo, sooo sorry for the holdup on this post, totally my fault

How ya doing, buddy?

Motsognir, never one to be beaten down, stands up and starts climbing the mast again.

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The dwarf smirked as he slowly made his way to look up at the woman. (move to AB 22) Setting his holy symbol infront of his shield, he called out to her, chastising her for her whore of Babylon ways. (Full Defense, Divine Challenge)

How ya doing, buddy?

1 Die Roll Hit

Rattling through my lexicon of vaguely more impressive, once a fight spells, I nonchalently flipped a necrotic ray off towards the pirate mage. If I was honest, I was tiring of this fight and wanted to play with the cannons and my lack of concentration caused the beam to shoot well wide.

Ray of Enfeeblement on pirate mage, moving within range first if I'm not already

FELIPE NO

"You are cold as the waters that surround you, Sea-Tree! I am sure you will find warmth with the fire in the blood of the dead that lay at your feet, like some sacrifice to the ancient prayer god of the Chal'thar!"

Putting away his sword, Delic grabs onto one of the free vines that swing near the Sea-Tree, climbing up the great wooden monolith, hand over hand.

"You are as beautiful as the wind through the tall grasses, oh great and mighty God found only in the ocean - but you keep the poorest of company! Surely, an ancient and wise creature such as yourself has been poisoned by the foul magics of this unnatural mage! I shall slay her and in doing so, free you from her hex!"

Grabs rope, climbs mast

What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?

3 Dice Rolls *fall damage

Motsognir leaps to his feet and promptly returns to scaling the mast. You may have won that battle, Gravity, but Soggy will win the war. Oh yes.

Gabriel lacks his kinsman's enthusiasm for heights. He decides it wiser to stay firmly on the deck, bringing the enemy to himself by way of taunting and derision. Many paladins considered themselves above that sort of thing, but Gabe refused to discard a useful technique. It was astonishing the egos you routinely find on a garden-variety goblin or xvart. The sea-witch glowers in his direction.

Bob flicks off a random spell and crosses his arms impatiently. For a dramatic struggle amongst the rocks this was dragging on a bit. It was obvious the pirate mage didn't have the bona fides to take them all out so Bob refused to feel any special enthusiasm for dealing with her. Just wake him when it's time to loot the corpses, eh?

The pathetic mortal drones of the Terrible Sea-Witch lay dead at his feet, and Delic's bold heart swelled with confidence. Taking the rigging in hand, he swiftly clambers upward to end the fight. He glances over at the dwarf also ascending and grins; she can't knock them both down. Well, probably.

Garrmondo looks on his companions skeptically as they enthusiastically hurl themselves at the mast. Hadn't that already worked out badly for both of them? This is why you buy yourself a nice bow, so you don't have to go chasing every lunatic that thinks that being 30 feet in the air puts them out of harm's way. He'd end this here and now. Garrmondo pulls back the string, lines up his shot, and — damn it all, a shot in the leg wasn't going to be fatal. There was no better time to try out his new gloves.

He squeezes his left hand into a fist, and the flight of the arrow seems to slow to a majestic crawl as it whirled through the sea air toward the mage. He gestures, carefully, with his right hand, and the missile's trajectory slowly begins to curve toward — whoa, whoa! Too much! Stop stop stop stop stop —

The "corrected" arrow nearly misses, only just barely drawing blood as it whistles past the mage's shoulder. Still, with a little practice...

Garrmondo loved the Luckbender Gloves. They're so bad.

Cursing the dwarf, the mage runs out onto the spars. Fairly nimble by any normal standard, the rocking boat combines with her preoccupation with the dwarf's taunting and she loses her footing and falls. Hurtling toward the deck, the mage tucks into a roll and manages to get back to her feet in one piece — only to find herself surrounded by her foes. Soggy looks down from his position halfway up the mast, cursing under his breath.

8 damage to mage from hilarious anticlimax

Motsognir, Gabriel, Bob, Delic, Garrmondo, Pirate Mage

Jam it back in, in the dark.

1 Die Roll Hit

My dwarf and the strange newcomer began to climb the rigging towards our remaining foe, whilst the ugly dwarf glowered up at her and our own camp pirate shot an arrow through her shoulder. In the face of such martial prowess, the enemy mage performed a graceful backflip off the mast before landing on the deck. Personally, I would have tried to land on my feet rather than my face but each to their own.

With the mage now in axe range of the ugly dwarf, this fight was only going to end one way. I was tempted to forego attacking the mage in favour of some dramatic victory celebration but there was always a risk of the mage jumping overboard before we had time to prise her belongings from her dead hands, the celebrations could wait.

I swung my arm around and lashed out with an icy beam, concentrating much harder now that the time of loot distribution was almost upon us. The spinning motion did me no favours however and the beam went nowhere near the mage at all. Perhaps I sould have just started my victory dance after all.

Ray of Frost at mage

There's nowhere I can't reach.