laid back apocalypse

Kerric:

”Nice shooting, Lathna,” says Kerric as he keeps a keen guard while the boat is pulled up onto the landing.  Once he is satisfied the threat is past, he heads towards the opening and peers down the tunnel, though he does not go far in deference to those who may wish to stealthily scout.

He glances over to Ebele, saying, “Are you okay?”

With their foe vanquished, Crawke releases his death grip on the now corpse to let it sink to the bottom (or float to the top) before joining the others on the landing. Since he got out unscathed, he decides to stay as a crocodile for now, waiting for the groups direction.

Reghys looks to Orric: "WIth my cloven feet, I'm not great at moving stealthily ahead of the group, but I believe in you."

Xalkas asks Berd to help Anya pulling the boat in. He then moves to survey the area looking for anything of note. If the creatures body is accessible, he would approach it making detailed notes in his book about the creatures size, general shape, displayed abilities, etc.

Anya, with the help of Berd, pull the remaining boat in and onto the quay. Not too far over, Xalkas is hovering close to the edge as he studies and inspects the monstrous body that laps half submerged in the water. During the battle he too was able to identify it as a Chuul. Baring resemblance to a crab, the scholar is more than confident that it's tail and claws could make quite the delicious meal, and a lot of it.

Hearing Kerric, Ebele relaxes her posture and turns to face where she heard his voice. "So, it's not a fish?" Her head would quirk a moment, then she'd nod to him. "Yes. I'm okay. Yourself?"

The monk would also tap her staff on the ground to look for whatever Hawke was. This was new. He seemed shorter. "Marco?" It was a lot easier to pick him out when he was a huffy snorty big teddy bear.

With inspiring words, Reghys sends Orric off towards the east hallway T'chal'fronack'zcinicker just glanced down. Four figures round the corner at the end of it and continue to march your way.

Whoosh. Clap. Clap. Clap.

Now from the water to your south west a woman emerges mounted atop a large shark, giving you all a slow clap. "Bravo, what a splash!" A wry smile grows wide upon her lips as her, and her shark's eyes fall over the gnome closest to them at the waters edge. "Hello."

Reghys hated being caugh unawares, but since they also hated making or rather sticking to plans, it did happen rather frequently. With a beaming smile, the satyr, somehow having managed to stay dry throughout the whole kerfuffle, claps in unison with the figure: "Bravo, what an entrance. Hello to you to. I'm Reghys and this is the Bronze Brotherhood, how may I help you?"

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker has a bit of a wry look on his face as four soldiers move down the hall towards them and the shark lady appears.  It seems he only has to consider for a brief moment before he makes a decision. 

He shoots at the shark woman, hopefully hitting her in the face. As he fires he says, "Your cult has been found in violation of evil actions without appropriate permits. Multiple attempts to have your representatives apply for the appropriate permits have resulted in violent action. As I'm sure you're aware, sub-section C.IVV of statement 4.L of the evil action by-laws specifically stating to...." (his legal ramblings are like finger nails grating on her nerves....) 

Attack: 23 Damage: 14 + 5 extra psychic damage. 

The woman's eyes flick to the enthusiastic Satyr and her smile grows even further. She rather enjoyed his attempt to regain control. Then as she begins to open her mouth to respond... Click! T'chal'fronack'zcinicker's bolt cuts through her cheek and tears part her ear off. Cursing beneath her breath, she clicks her tongue, commanding her shark, and cultists, to charge forth.

Initiative Time!

Ey: 8
S: 12
R1: 20 
R2: 13 
R3: 17 
R4: 19 
F: 10

Ebele: 22

Roll Call: Everyone!

Kerric Initiative:  22

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker Initiative : 19   (unless you want to put him first in initiative and having already acted to start the round)

Reghys: 18

Initiative: 16(xalkas has +1 and Berd has +2 fwiw)

(If ixi allows it, Xalkas would have slowly backed away from the shark riding lady. Unless he wouldn’t have seen her arrival relative to the slain Chuul)

“Pol— Why can’t we have nice things?!”

Init: 5

Initiative
K | R1 | E | T | R4 | R | R3 | X | R2 | S | F | Ey | H 

Roll Call: Kerric and T'chal'fronack'zcinicker 
On Deck: Reghys

(There are some reaver actions in between, but nothing that I’d imagine should make or break your action.)

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker looks meaningfully at Anya, "Well, don't stand their with your mouth open, shoot them!" 

With a jump she lifts her crossbow and fires off a shot, quickly grabbing for another bolt, while her mentor has already fired again and is reloading.

Attack on shark lady: 15 Damage: 6 + 3 psychic damage. 

He interrupted his monologue about permits only long enough to instruct Anya before going back to it. His voice grating on everyone's minds.

Anya Attack on shark lady: 19 Damage: 5

Kerric:

"I'll hold the flank!" calls Kerric, rushing into the tunnel to trap the reavers before they can spill out behind them (hoping to plug up the tunnel so that perhaps two of the four are stuck behind their fellows and not be able to reach us).  Lathna rushes up beside Kerric, longsword drawn defensively before her trying to help slow down the reavers' advance.

Elven Curved Blade:  Attack: 12 Damage: 13

Elven Curved Blade:  Attack: 28 Damage: 13

Lathna's action is to Dodge (AC 15)

If Kerric is attacked and missed, he will Riposte against the offending foe:

Reghys shouts to Orric: " Bob and weave, weave and bob- that's right!" before facing the oncoming reavers and the shark lady. If they are within sixty feet of Reghys, the satyr would crack a wry grin, and tap their hoof- "Knock knock, sounds like death is at your door" and then blow a haunting tune on their panflute, as if they were the Reaper come to collect new souls, looking directly at the shark lady.

OoC: Reghys could use a Rest, they're seriously low on spell slots :P 

Initiative
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Kerric moves in beside Orric to cut off the cultists advances. Literally. His elven blade slices down the first reaver.

Initiative
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Ebele would hook her staff on her back as she’d skirt the edge of the water to move closer to Xalkas. Her ears take in the detailed sounds around her, twitching as they did. She’d take hold of a pair of darts, twirling them in her fingers as she stalked and awaited her opportunity. At the sound of T'chal'fronack'zcinicker’s bolt whirring past and piercing it’s target, she’d hurl them  in the same direction.

Attack 1: 18 Damage: 4 
Attack 2: 16 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. 

Initiative
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The fourth reaver steps into the first’s place. Sword already ready in hand, they’d sweep wide with the jagged blade in hopes to bite back!

On Kerric
Attack: 8 Damage: 7 

Initiative
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Reghys encourages Orric to focus on dodging while they kick things up a notch. 

Shark Lady ST vs DC16: 4 

Initiative
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From behind the pact, the third reaver hurls a javelin towards the elf’s front line mate.

On Orric
Attack: 14 Damage: 3 

Initiative
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Roll Call: Xalkas 

(I’m not sure what I want to have Xalkas do and since it’s taken me a few days to post. I’ll not have him do anything in particular.)

Terrified of the shark eating him Xalkas cowers behind Ebele. Meanwhile Berd rushes over to aid the paper gnome.