(The hold is now above you, the flooding is below you at what was the top of the sub.)

(Gotcha.)

Flayr begins the ascent to the lower decks. (Oh the irony.) Acrobatics: 18

Once inside, he begins to search the hold for two potions of water breathing.

 Kaimos curses and hangs on to Tirana and Rolen to help himself and the others keep balance as the sub rolls and what used to be the floor becomes the ceiling.  "Well, that makes getting to the hold a bit more difficult," he mutters under his breath.  "Now what?" he asks louder.

Rolen: (to Kaimos and Tirana) "With the sub being upside down, we need to head up instead of down to get to the hold."

Flayr rushes to the hold, while Gnook stays with Kabarr.  Upon arrival, you see several dozen non-aqua gnomes grabbing potions wildly; as the gnomes try to control the evolving chaos.  Flayr is able to grab five potions, before getting pushed aside by other patrons of the sub.

Another guard arrives to help lead Rolen, Tirana, and Kaimos towards the hold; and they soon catch up with Gnook and Kabarr.

(Are you COMPLETELY sure that Flayr isn't unable to locate a sixth potion? :P)

"You may have need of these." Flayr remarks, tossing a potion of water breathing to each of his companions and then realizing that he has neglected to grab one for himself.

(is Poldrik with us or is he somewhere else on the sub?)

Rolen: (to the party) "Funny that we keep running into each other like this. This is either really good luck or really bad luck."

(Sure, an extra one somehow got caught in your clothing; likely originally belonging to someone else.)

(Poldrik has spent most of this journey alone; and so was by himself when the attack occurred.)

"Well, Rolen my friend," Flayr says, retrieving a potion from his robes, "It appears to be good luck after all."

Kaimos nods to the others as they meet up once again int he middle of a crisis, and thanks Flayr most effusively when the other man hands him a waterbreathing potion, the relief quite evident on his face.

Turning To Gnook “What should we do?  Is there a raft or floating pieces that we should be gathering?  I wish we could fight the attacker.”

"I don't know! I've never been attacked by sea ogres before! I'm as confused as you are!"

The gnome guard standing there says; "If you wish to fight and defend the sub and the people on it; I can lead you to an exit.  The potions will last several hours, and will aid you in the battle; just know that your enemies are ruthless and deadly, especially in the water."

Flayr grins, his eyes burning with the light of battle. "What do you say, Kabarr? Just like old times?"

Rolen: (to everyone) "Fighting under water? i think that will be a little hard for me, cause im pretty sure its difficult to swing a sword while under water."

The gnome corrects; "These potions have been modified to deal with the depth, pressure, and cold of the oceans.  It will be like your flying out there."

Rolen: (to everyone) "Oh. In that case, count me in, i'll help defend the submarine."

"I'll help as well," Kaimos says.

"Let's kick the ever living shit outta them! Er... by that I mean... by Onoutalya's grace, our victory shall be swift and decisive."

Somewhat apprehensive about the thought of flying under water, Kabarr gears up and prepares for battle.  “I really don’t think we have much of a choice.  Let’s do this.  Which would be the best way out?”