In the fading light, Xel comes close to hitting the owl ... but misses.
The owl successfully lands on the chest, then takes off again. Before it flies away, Xel imagines that he sees the bird's impassive face sneering at him.
Then he realizes he can see the bird's face ...
Mithrokk and Epos, rowing frantically, notice their surroundings brighten considerably. For a moment, they suspect it is their darkvision adjusting to the fading light ... then they realize that the light is coming from behind them. Looking back, they see the chest from the grove now glowing brightly, illuminating them for the Redbrands to see.
Xel recognizes the glow as the result of a Light cantrip.
OOC: By the way, I'm assuming you guys took the chest with you since, aside from Xel, I don't see the healing potions and loot recorded in your character sheets. I'll assume the remaining coins and healing potions, as well as the map, are still in the chest.
The party draws ever closer to Phandalin, but the cover of darkness that protected them is gone now. Mithrokk, you're up!
Mithrokk was focused on the motions of thrusting the oar in front of him into the cold water, pulling it back while heaving against the strong current, jerking it free, and in a looping arc, thrusting it right back again. Lost in the rhythm and cadence of his actions, he was startled to hear something hiss by his ear and graze him. Perhaps these blasted Redbrands can use a crossbow after all. And what’s this? Bright light from behind! Is the sun rising early? Are we alight? Those fools will have clearer targets to fire at now. Have to get to shore quickly then.
The hardy dwarf will continue to row against the current towards the harbour for this round.
OOC: Miguel - Epos has a bedroll to cover the light from the chest: A bedroll consists of bedding and a blanket thin enough to be rolled up and tied. In an emergency, it can double as a stretcher. . Epos is quite focused on rowing though... so Xel might need to call his attention....
OOC - Sorry for the slow response, dudes. My smartphone is on the fritz, which is keeping me from accessing my files. Anyway ...
The hardy dwarf does not falter in his rowing, but his lack of knowledge about boats hinders his efforts -- he finds himself fighting against a current that is pushing the boat away from the shore.
OOC - The boat will only move 15 feet this round, though Epos could add another 10 feet with a successful Strength check. Xel can use the bedroll to cover the chest -- a cloak isn't big enough to cover the whole thing -- but since it is rolled up and tied, he will have to spend a standard action to untie it, then another standard action to cover it. That'll take two rounds. Khial, make your Athletics check to swim to shore. Afterwards, Xel is up.
OOC - Okay, Xel, you forced me to consult the All-Knowing Internet on that one, but I'm going to rule that the attempt fails. I'll go with the magic logic that since Minor Illusion cannot create any sensory effects -- such as light -- it cannot block them as well. Nice try, though.
A blanket appears over the glowing chest, covering it completely. Strangely, though, the blanket now seems to be glowing brightly, it's light illuminating the boat's passengers.
OOC - In other news, Khial just reached the harbor ...
In an amazing display of athleticism, Khial reaches the harbor. With a last burst of movement, he swims to the base of one of two ladders attached to the dock.
His reward is to see three Redbrands now looming over him at the top of the ladder. Having obviously left the cover of the crates and barrels, they aim their crossbows down at the waterlogged rogue.
Attacks - 7, 4 damage. 4, 4 damage. 1, 6 damage.
The darkness and the fact that three-fourths of Khial is still underwater prevent them from drawing a bead on the rogue.
In his eagerness to get ashore, Mithrokk mistimes his thrust and almost loses an oar. Cyric’s tongue, that was close! Taming this blasted wooden beast has been no easy task. I’d sooner mount a crazed goat to Thard’s abattoir! ‘Twould be best to grip this oar tighter than winter’s grip on Narfell lest we get pulled back or worse - fall into angry waters.
Mithrokk then hears something angrily hiss by his ear again. Alarmed, he exclaims, "Damned iron crows! Epos, we must row harder! We must overcome the current! Silverbeard, help thine soldier ashore!"
The tough dwarf continues to lustily row against the current towards the harbour for this round.