Fianna

     "Procan rewards you with slavers coin?  Do you not think perhaps you found the coin so you could do right by the victims?" Fianna inquires. "Don't you think a portion should go to the survivors that the dead used to make these profits?"

Persuasion 8

     Not feeling like she was very persuasive, Fianna will discreetly cast Hex on the one who found the coin ((dexterity)) just to be spiteful.

Lucky smells the air. Above the hearth smoke, and the smell of the ocean, and the stink of the open sewers, he can detect another odor - a bitter smoke. It's thin and subtle, but still there.

Suddenly, something unexpected happens. A half-clothed humanoid figure with a doglike head springs out of the tall grass behind a dreary-looking tenement in a crazed lunge, and attempts to bite Gretel, the younger carpenter with the eyepatch.

Bite Attack: 17.  Piercing Damage: 5

The creature takes a deadly bite out of Gretel's neck and shoulders. She goes down in a pool of blood.
Dinah, the older carpenter, shouts in alarm and pulls out a knife. She steps back in a dodge.

Lucky, Molo, Kelnan, and Reed are some fifty feet away to the south. Katernin sees this as well, but she is several hundred yards up the hill. The old man in front of the temple also witnesses the attack. Fianna and her new friends(?) are out of eye and earshot, far to the east, unaware.

Initiative (some with disadvantage due to exhaustion):

Lucky: 11
Molo: 4
Kelnan: 6
Reed: 8
Dog-headed humanoid: 4
Dinah: 6
Katernin (in case she can help): 11
Old Man (in case he can help): 3

Reed, Molo, and Kelnan may act first (feel free to post in any order.). They are fifty feet away.

(okay, first before the mystery attacker)

Kelnan looks sideways at Lucky. Insight: 6

Tired and delirious, Kelnan laughs the hardest he has in weeks. "Child, you may not be a sailor, but you're no pampered softy like me! Ha, come on now, a soft bed will still do you good."

(and after)

Still a bit dazed, Kelnan raises a shaky hand and speaks as a beam streaks toward the mysterious attacker. "Seranes!"

Ray of Frost: Attack: 18 Damage: 2

Molo whips out his sling and just starts swinging it like a maniac up in the beast’s face to help distract the dog thing while someone makes an attack. (Whoever attacks next).

Reed

Reed takes advantage of the distraction, whipping out his shortbow and sending an arrow at the thing:

Attack: 10 Damage: 8

(Forgot to roll advantage: Attack: 14 Damage: 7)

(Is Molo moving 30 feet?) 
Molo advances with his sling as Reed lets an arrow fly from his bow. The creature yelps in pain as the arrow embeds itself deep in its leg. It's seriously injured.

Kelnan fires an arcane beam of bright bluish light at the beast; a painful frost forms upon one side of the creature's body, slowing it down.

The creature freezes and stares for a moment at Dinah. Save: 1

Nothing appears to happen as Dinah continues to dodge, although she staggers slightly. Grabbing Gretel's dead or unconscious body, the creature flees east behind the tenement building, and disappears back into the tall grass of the dunes at the bottom of the cliff.

Lucky and Katernin may act, if they have anything they can do.

(Yes, Molo moves up into melee with the beast. If it tries to leave do I get an AoO against it?)

Lucky is wide eyed and gawping as the beast appears, attacks and drags its victim off before he really appreciates what’s just happened. 

Molo moved within twenty feet of the site of the fight, but he couldn't reach it in time to engage the creature. (He can't dash and help the same turn. ...His antics with the sling slowed him down!)

Dinah, the older carpenter, is deeply shaken; she collapses onto her knees in the road, in grief.

The dog-headed creature has vanished behind the building into the grassy dunes along the cliff. 

The old, peg-legged man in front of the temple has moved to edge of the cliff. He points at something you can't see at the base of the steep bluffs, tracking its motions with his finger. Suddenly his outstretched arm fires an arc of white light toward his unseen target. Attack: 18. Radiant Damage: 17

Seemingly satisfied, he hobbles back into the temple. 

Molo stands near a stunned Dinah, in the road near the bottom of the clifftop path. Lucky, Kelnan, and Reed are not far behind. No other townsfolk are out, although Lucky spots an old woman staring at him from an upper floor of the tenement building.

Katernin watched some of this from a great distance, from her high vantage point in front of her shrine on the clifftop.
While the two figures aren't identifiable at this distance, Weasel (correctly) guesses who they might be. She utters an expletive and begins to race down the hill path as quickly as her aged legs will allow.

Fianna continues her conversation with the two novitiates from the Temple of Procan. The younger one suddenly looks rather ill, unaware that he has been hexed.

"Procan rewards those who do his work," explains the older man, "the coin has been washed of any taint by the all-cleansing sea. But of course the temple will help the survivors. If they are in need of food or shelter or spiritual guidance, we will be their port and their compass. Let's get these first two up to the cemetery."  He begins to pull the heavy wooden cart slowly over the stony beach.

Reed

Reed glares at Lucky. "You'll need to be a hell of a lot quicker on your feet than that, kid. Next time that could be you." He moves forward to Dinah, speaking slightly gentler. "Don't know how close you two were, but I'm sorry. What was that thing?"

Fianna

     Fianna will watch and search the shore for a little while longer just out of stubbornness but eventually give up the ghost of hope if she sees nothing promising and return to the temple with the bad roof to catch up with the others, possibly to catch some much, much needed sleep.

Katernin follows weasel, hoping and praying she still had time.

Lucky.

Blinking, Lucky looks at Reed who just admonished him.   

I just need some gods' damned sleep.  I can't concentrate, my eyes hurt, my brain hurts and my reactions are shot.   He's right though, I need to sharpen up.  This place is clearly not some sleepy little village like I'd imagined.  It's more dangerous than the slums of Greyhawk so far.   At least around there you usually only get pick pocketed, not bitten...

"Errr, did that old man just hit that thing with some sort of spell?"

Before he quite knows what's come over him Lucky is off.  Moving off in the same direction that the creature went, he ducks low into the grasses and begins to follow it, hoping that the old peg-legged man at the temple has killed it and he'll be safe...

Stealth (+5, still with pesky disadvantage!): 13.

(OOC: Big assumption here that the old peg-leg cast a spell in the direction that the dog-headed creature ran off in?  i.e. it's likely he cast it at the monster...?)

Reed joins Molo and consoles the grieving carpenter. "She was my cousin," she sputters, "she didn't deserve this." Her grief turns to a flash of anger. "This town is under attack! I dunno if it's that house, or th' Dreadwood, or th' Marsh, or somethin' from under th' damned ocean, but something's cursed this place! Wolfmen in th' streets!" She begins to weep angry, sorrowful tears.

Lucky ducks into the grass and quietly slips his way along the base of the rising bluffs behind the tenement and another ramshackle building. The fresh blood on the dead grass makes the trail easy to follow. He quickly finds something: the smoking remains of a small jackal (much smaller than the humanoid he had just seen), and the body of Gretel. Her hand twitches - she's not dead yet, although the wound on her neck and shoulder look probably mortal. No sign of any dog-headed humanoid. (OOC: Lucky's assumption very reasonable.)

Katernin soon catches up with Weasel, and they are joined by a man robed in gray who is hurriedly exiting the Temple of Procan. The three of you race down the clifftop path.

Fianna, exhausted, takes one last look around the beach. Perception: 1
She's just too tired to even see straight; her vision begins to swim. As the two men pull their cart westward, Fianna slowly plods back up the path to Katernin's shrine.

Lucky. 

Hoping to save her life Lucky tries to bind her wounds. 

Medicine: 21

He calls out for help, “She’s still alive!  Help!”

(OOC. Posting on a phone. Can’t do colours etc. Will edit when I get on a PC)

(Second roll for disadvantage with Medicine check due to exhaustion: 15 )

 Even in his exhausted state, Lucky manages (barely) to stop the bleeding with a strip of his filthy shirt, and stabilize the dying carpenter. 

Molo will run towards the fall for help, and attempt to heal the wounds with cure wounds
”Your body needs this,” he says, drawing the weave of magic in to restore the body.

4 healing