Not moving from her spot, Sybil points her finger at the two assailants shooting at her. Two arcs of golden light lance from her finger, one shooting towards each attacker.

Eldritch Bolt 1 Attack: 21 Damage: 6

Bolt 2 Attack: 18 Damage: 5

A faint golden glow visible from beneath her coat, Sybil flings her other hand towards Mortise, and the woman's wounds start to close.

Healing Light One Dice: 2

(I have nothing else for my turn.)

(Ops I may have caused some confusion. Black Rose shares my initiative unless I dismount and has limits on what I can do with her. So Illanjura is up)

Both beams of light pierce the ranged attackers, cutting them down one after the other. The assailants seem to pause briefly in their assault, before charging with desperate audacity.

Watching as flames burst out and then beams of light momentarily flash in amongst the darkness Illanjura thinks Good, four down. And that leaves at most another ten. She continues her movement along the side of the road, getting herself closer to the wagon again. As she goes she draws another arrow from her quiver and briefly pauses to take aim at the attackers. Loosing it into the air she ducks down once more, hiding behind cover and continuing on closer to the wagon.

Movement: 45ft towards the wagon, keeping in cover along the side of the road

Action: Longbow Attack at the nearest assailant (advantage and sneak attack from hiding):Attack: 20 Damage: 15

Bonus Action: Hide - stealth: 17

Watching their attackers fall Requital lets go of a breath she hadn't realized shed been holding. Focusing on the task at hand she moves her hunters mark to the first attacker in front of her and strikes. If it is still up she strikes again. If it falls she goes for the one that had tripped. Black Rose dances out of the way of any incoming attacks again.

Hunter's Mark : 6 (applies to any hit made on the first creature I target)

Attack : Attack 1: 12 Damage: 12

Attack : Attack 1: 16 Damage: 11

Black Rose : Dodge

(End of Turn)

(Here’s the hunters mark for the second strike if the first doesn’t take out the first guy)

6

Rio continues to fly above the attackers, keeping people appraised of what's going on telepathically.

(That's Rio's turn)

Illanjura's arrow pierces the head of one of the attackers, pinning him to a nearby tree without a sound. None of the assembled foes catch sight of either her or their fallen comrade.

Requital's swords find their targets unerringly, cutting down both figures without issue or ceremony. As their bodies hit the dirt, their comrades begin to falter, jabbering nervously at each other. 

(FYI it’s a glaive)

(Is that their whole turn?)

Sybil sends two more bolts of golden energy at the figures, then heals Requital.

Eldritch Bolt 1: 21 Damage: 8

Eldritch Bolt 2: 25 Damage: 4

Healing Light to Requital: 5

(Turn Over)

(Sorry. Internet's been spotty.) 

The cloaked attackers–having watched their allies fall one by one against the wall of adventurers–pause and hesitate in their charge. They hold their weapons at the ready, a heartbeat from attacking, unsure of their current course of action. The rain is churning the ground, blood mixing with mud and making a soupy, reddish slime.

Your compatriots have fallen. Your prize is lost to you. We offer you a chance at a new life. Drop your arms. Walk back the way we came from and find honest work in town. Any thing less and we cut you down here and now. 

(Can we see how many are left now and what manner of being they are?)

(Roll Wisdom (Perception) to determine their numbers through the rain, and Wisdom (Insight) (with disadvantage) to discern their condition.)

Perception : 19

Insight : 8

(This is going to be bad.)

(I was right. LOL)

(Soooo is this campaign dead?)